[An Ordinary Woman] Author: zhanggeorge103

Author: zhanggeorge103
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D is a colleague of mine. She's not tall, has a flat chest (her biggest regret), and dark skin. Her
looks are average; the only attractive thing about her is her hands and feet—slender and delicate, but unfortunately, she doesn't consider that a woman's
virtue .

She's been married and divorced, and later had a boyfriend, which also ended in a breakup. When we were together,
we analyzed her emotional life and concluded that she's a person with rich inner emotions and a vivid imagination—in other words, a
"closet pervert."

Let's talk about her marriage first. Her husband is a scumbag; he's not very capable, but he loves to flirt.

He demands good cigarettes, high-class drinks, designer clothes, and a romantic lifestyle, but he doesn't earn that much money.

Of course, he's very good with words, so he's quite adept at charming young girls. That's how D was seduced into bed
and lost her virginity. She even had a huge fight with her parents to marry him, and in the end, she secretly got the marriage certificate.

The old saying is true: those who don't heed the advice of their elders will suffer the consequences.

Sure enough, not long after the marriage, her husband's true nature was revealed. He gambled away a lot of money and ran away,

leaving her to raise the child and pay off the gambling debts alone.

Later, D told me that her husband had another fatal flaw: his penis was very short, less than 10 cm when erect
. However, he was very skilled with words and usually brought D to orgasm with his tongue.

In short, D eventually divorced him.

Heartbroken and unhappy with her life, she was very disheartened.

The problem was, she was still a romantic person. Once, on her way home, she met a salesman, and the two
hit it off immediately (goodness, she and her husband also met on the train; it seems that travel is a great place to pick up girls)
.

The salesman was naturally very eloquent and gave her life advice. Not long after, one night,
she went to the salesman's rented apartment for hot pot. After the meal, the salesman, while the food was still hot, undressed her (of course, because of her small breasts
, she kept her vest on).

When she saw the salesman's size, she felt her worldview was turned upside down. The salesman's physique was
extraordinary, exceeding the average level of Chinese men, and on par with those of Europe and America. So she experienced her first
time again, referring to the depth (after all, she had given birth).

That night, D was heartbroken, screaming hoarsely, her desire overflowing. When she lay in the salesman's magnificent chest
, she truly felt that "life is like a thorny well."

The salesman was a worldly man, very skilled at having fun.

For D, most of her sexual experiences came from him. His penis was very large and white. Every time
they made love , he would do a lot of foreplay, stroking D's nipples and clitoris until D begged for mercy. Then he would make D
perform oral sex while his penis was erect, and he would tell her that he would also rub his two big testicles. Because of their large size, D would drool
and her eyes would glaze over every time. Finally, he would pull out of her mouth and slap her face with his proudly sized penis
. D entered a sea of desire in this humiliation, and of course, her lower body also became a vast ocean.

As the large penis slowly penetrated her vagina, her slutty nature was revealed. She bit her
lip tightly, her hair disheveled, her eyes watery. Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, a woman driven by desire still possessed
a unique charm.

Sweat streamed down her neck, but unfortunately, without the protection of her breasts, it dripped directly onto the man's thick belly,
mingling with his sweat and distinctive scent until her climax.

D is very thin. Men who have seen countless women know that thin women's pelvic bones are often quite prominent. Fortunately, D'
s vagina is very tight. Although she has given birth, it seems that infrequent sex doesn't prevent it from becoming too loose. Therefore, even though the salesman
has had many women, he still enjoys D. Furthermore, D's engagement during sex gives the salesman a great
sense of accomplishment. When his large member enters, D's soft, melodious voice, like a cat's, begins and lingers
until the end. It makes him feel both the petite size beneath him and his own stamina. The voice changes with the
pace of the activity, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes high, sometimes low. When the climax arrives, it's like tearing silk, surging and resolute,
accompanied by the throbbing, gripping sensation below, telling you that although I'm ugly and flat-chested, I am, in essence, the most feminine.

Of course, for D, the salesman is a good partner and a good mentor.

Especially that weapon, not only was it big, but it was also beautiful, with a large head and a small base. The ridges of the glans were
incredibly stimulating to the vagina. Every time it entered to the deepest point, grinding against the clitoris, D felt her body was filled, but
her soul was emptied. When it was pulled out, it brought out not only overflowing juices and plump, tender flesh,
but also anticipation for the next time it would enter.

According to D, the salesman had great stamina. He usually only did it once, but each time he could bring her to two or three
orgasms . In the end, she was the one who was defeated and begged for mercy, then accepted the surrender, sticking her buttocks out and letting the salesman make
the final thrusts from behind. This position made her submit, made her endure. Each deep insertion brought a little stinging pain
. She could only clench her vagina, massage his testicles with her hands, and complain softly: "Too deep, too big
, I can't take it, ahhh..."

When he withdrew, milky white semen mixed with her vaginal fluid slowly gushed out. She collapsed weakly onto
the bed. The salesman placed his semi-erect penis near her mouth, letting her clean herself up one last time. In exchange, he
would gently pinch and rub her nipples, supposedly to make her feel her uterus contracting and a
warm current driving more fluid to flow out, completely relaxing her body and mind.

The good days with the salesman didn't last long for two reasons: First, the salesman was well-endowed, so naturally,
he wouldn't a one-woman show. Soon, a girlfriend appeared, and D hadn't intended
to marry him, so she couldn't voice her displeasure or reasons for stopping him. Second, the salesman was well-versed in economics
, prioritizing affordability and cost-effectiveness. He believed in proportionality between input and output. For a
woman who wasn't a wife, a mistress, or beautiful, everything could be simple, even rarely eating out. This
displeased D; even if a woman isn't beautiful, she still has the right to pursue vanity.

After a peaceful breakup with the salesman, D's romantic life truly began.

After leaving her sales job, D felt adrift and turned to the internet for solace.

Soon after, she met a small business owner through QQ.

This owner came from a small town and hadn't received much education, but through hard work and shrewdness,
he had carved out a niche for himself in the city. Although his business wasn't large, he was financially secure and well-off.

People in small towns tend to marry young, so he had two children early on, with his wife staying home to raise them. She

'd occasionally come over for a visit, enjoying a brief moment of intimacy.

However, after years of use, the hardships of life, and a lack of self-care, his wife was past
her prime; she had lost her youthful beauty and her charm. More importantly, the young boss, having experienced the decadent
lifestyle , found the growing bourgeois sentimentality clashing with their outdated marital life.
Actually, the young boss was a good man; he wasn't promiscuous. Money wasn't an issue for him, and he didn't appreciate
sex . He simply hoped to find a woman with knowledge and charm, and D provided that.

D was an ordinary-looking woman, but that didn't prevent her from having a high level of education and a respectable job,
and she now understood romance.

So, like dry tinder, their passion ignited, and everything fell into place naturally.

It should be said that compared to the salesperson, the young boss deeply loved D.

From online chatting to meeting in person, and then to sleeping together, he always pampered D, letting her experience the taste of love.

On their first meeting, the young boss elegantly, yet somewhat hypocritically, treated D to a Western meal. D later said that
what impressed her most wasn't the delicious steak, but the young boss's heavily accented Mandarin, which made the waiter
quite anxious.

The second time, the two went to see a movie, and afterwards visited the young boss's place.

The young boss was wealthy, but his living conditions were rather ordinary. Firstly, a man doesn't really need much tidying up;
comfort is key. Secondly, his money was mainly invested in his company, so his wife and children hadn't been brought to the city
.

Seeing the messy house, D's innate maternal instincts and gratitude for the young boss's previous hospitality prompted her
to tidy the house. The shop owner thoroughly enjoyed this feeling. After all, the difference in their social status was undeniable

(in his mind, Butcher Hu 's theory still held some sway; the level of education determined one's social class, so the "knowledge is useless" argument didn't hold true in China). Having a highly educated woman help him tidy up his home fully satisfied his vanity of being "studious and ambitious." As the house was nearing completion, D was bending over folding blankets. At that moment, her round, pert buttocks emanated a feminine scent through her trousers, and the shop owner realized that there was another desire that could be fulfilled. So he moved closer and hugged D from behind, his already erect penis pressed against her buttocks. Deep down, D might have longed for this moment, but reason and reality prevented her from being too proactive. She squirmed, whispering "no," but the thin summer clothes made it easy to become lost in desire . The young man's hand slipped inside her clothes. D's flatness surprised him, but years of sexual experience taught him the right approach. He pinched her nipples, gently grinding them, licking her earlobe, and speaking in his native dialect about his longing for love. D almost laughed out loud, thankfully her back was turned. It must be said the young man was experienced; his hands, both above and below her, left D breathless and aroused, but she still didn't want to be too proactive, didn't want to be too easygoing. So the two played a cat-and-mouse game in the room. The shopkeeper painstakingly stripped D of her clothes piece by piece (luckily, it was summer and she didn't have many clothes), but D held firm to her last line of defense. When D was left only in a pair of lace panties, the shopkeeper was already drenched in sweat. D looked at and complained: "She just came to take a look, how can you be so rude to her?" This complaint was accompanied by a hint of provocation. One could imagine D crossing her arms, her smooth, tanned skin radiating a faint glow, her panties already soaked with her own vaginal fluid and the shopkeeper's sweat. Her two slender thighs were intertwined and rubbing together, clearly revealing her sexual desire. There was also some sweat on her head from the entanglement with the shopkeeper, her hair was wet and fell in strands around her lips, her nostrils flared, and her eyes were glazed... Even the shopkeeper, being an experienced man, couldn't resist and pounced on her again, using his hands... Pulling apart D's arms that were wrapped around her chest, he spread her legs wide and sucked hard on her already erect nipple with his mouth. D resisted desperately and helplessly . Then, the boss used his own legs to separate D's entangled legs and pressed his penis against her helpless panties, indirectly affecting her already wet vulva. He pushed hard, and although he didn't penetrate , the stimulation was enough for D. A gush of heat gushed from her vagina. D whispered, "You're too rough, you're hurting me." Then she closed her eyes and enjoyed the impending rape. The boss simply moved the lace panties aside, and with a thrust of his waist, accompanied by D's sigh , his entire penis slid in without any resistance. D opened her eyes, which were full of water, and of course, her lower body was even more wet. She pouted and pounded , complaining coquettishly, "You're so rough." The young boss chuckled憨厚ly, answering with speed and force. Soon, D's cat-like moans filled the room, her lower body arching and yielding to the thrusts. Clearly unsatisfied with this sudden bliss, the young boss stood up, lifted D, and cupped her firm, round buttocks in his hands, vigorously thrusting up and down. D cried out in surprise, feeling the thick penis about to pierce her cervix, reaching her core. She wrapped her arms around the young boss's neck, her slender legs coiling around his waist like an octopus, clinging tightly to him. In the throes of passion, she bit the young boss's shoulder, whimpering, clear fluid seeping from her lower body, wetting their pubic hair and dripping down their testicles. The thick, menacing penis repeatedly turned their tender flesh in and out, churning the fluid into milky foam that clung to their joined bodies. This onslaught almost made D's heart explode. After all, it had been a while since she'd been pampered by a man. One orgasm after another followed , and a voice inside her kept telling her: "You slut, let this big cock fuck you to death." Finally, the young boss finished from behind. As he ejaculated, D's buttocks were raised high, her legs trembling , and a large amount of fluid gushed from her vulva, mixing with semen and soaking the freshly made bed. This made her, who had just been coyly resisting, extremely shy. Fortunately, the young boss was very considerate; after finishing, he gently wiped her slightly , teasing her still-swollen clitoris with the tip of his tongue. D swayed her languid body, her face flushed, and punched the young boss again. D and the young boss's sexual relationship lasted for half a year. The young boss was deeply in love with her, possessing both the qualities of an intellectual...

D felt admiration and the pleasure of conquering intellectuals; of course, a marriage would be even more perfect. So
she began plotting a divorce from her wife back home.

For D, the young boss was merely a supplement during a period of emotional emptiness. Although
he was a good sexual partner and a good suitor, both physically and emotionally, he couldn't be a boyfriend or
husband , why should a woman make things difficult for another woman? Deep down, she already regretted her promiscuity, let alone wanting him
to bear the bitter consequences of divorce.

Finally, after several passionate encounters, D and the young boss broke up.

Only after the breakup did D realize how difficult it was to find a truly suitable husband.

In terms of age, those who matched were already married; those who weren't were either too ambitious, waiting for
the breakup of Zhang Zetian and Liu Qiangdong, or had personality flaws—violent and ruthless, even worse than her exes.

In terms of appearance, she was flat-chested and dark-skinned; even the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television required fair skin for their "Grandma's Where to Go" documentary.

In short, a sigh escaped her lips, and countless tears were shed in private. This awkward situation confirmed the saying: for single women
, who Yang Guo is is no longer important; what matters is where you are, Yin Zhiping.

But things in this world are indeed unpredictable. Just when D lost all interest in the beauty of the night, letting the moon set in the west
, love arrived again.

This is a legendary story; let's call the man Yin.

Yin was a young man, about seven or eight years younger than D, of medium height, rather thin, imaginative, from a wealthy family
, and playful. He was D's colleague, having joined the company later than her.

According to Yin, when he first saw D, he fell hopelessly in love with her and fantasized wildly about a possible affair between
them .

However, to D, he was just a younger brother, someone she only felt maternal love for.

After D broke up with her boss, Yin launched his offensive, frequently inviting D to meals and movies, and often bringing groceries
back to D's place for a treat.

A man and a woman working together makes the work easier, and D enjoyed this atmosphere, though not without romantic thoughts,
but rather believing it was impossible.

It was summer. D had just finished showering, feeling cool and refreshed. Because she was flat-chested, she wasn't wearing a bra. Yin
came in , carrying cooked food and red wine (wine is indeed a catalyst for lust; if one is interested, wine emboldens; if one is not,
wine masks their true feelings). The two began preparing dinner.

While washing the vegetables, Yin noticed D wasn't wearing a bra and jokingly said, "Sister, are you trying to seduce me?"

D smiled and said, "I'm old, I don't have a good figure anymore, what can I use to seduce you?" This immediately aroused Yin
, who slowly moved closer, rubbing his erection against D's buttocks. D laughed and said, "Why are you like this? Are you
trying to kill me ?"

At this point, Yin disregarded shame, putting his arm around D, one hand caressing her small breasts, the other around
her slender waist.

His lips kissed D's neck and earlobe.

D, still washing vegetables, couldn't move, letting Yin take liberties. Her vagina was already wet
, only protesting verbally.

Yin, being young, couldn't fathom the female psyche and didn't understand
the dialectical relationship between a woman's "no" and "want. "

He satisfied her briefly and then let go. D, her eyes brimming with tears, said to Yin, "If you keep doing this, I'll really get angry. Quickly help me wash the vegetables."

After preparing the food and setting it on the table, and after a few drinks, Yin's libido returned. He moved to D's side to offer her a toast
. D, seemingly intoxicated by the moment, smiled and took a sip, her face flushed, glancing at him sideways ,
saying, "I'm so old, and you still have feelings for me?"

Yin, emboldened, grabbed D's small hand and pressed it to his penis, saying, "Sister, save me."

Although there were two layers of fabric between them, the youthful heat still penetrated. The size and hardness made D's heart flutter
. Her small hand grasped and squeezed, and Yin felt half of himself go numb. He put down his glass, turned D's shoulder with his left hand,
wrapped his right arm around her waist, and kissed her deeply.

Yin, a young man with experience, after a deep kiss, D was already limp, her arms wrapped around Yin's neck,
eyes half-closed, lips slightly parted, just waiting to be thrown onto the bed and ravaged.

But Yin didn't follow the usual path. Right there at the table, he pulled up D's clothes, covering her face, revealing
two already erect nipples. He opened his mouth wide and began to suckle them tightly. There wasn't much flesh on her breasts, so one mouthful
was more than enough . He sucked until D felt empty inside, and a gush of fluid welled up inside. Yin swirled his tongue around as he sucked,
and D felt her blood rushing back from her heart, while a hot line flowed from her abdomen to her vagina. After finishing one, Yin
began the attack on the other side, simultaneously pinching the empty, saliva-covered nipple with two fingers. Each
twist sent a throbbing sensation through D. Finally, D couldn't hold back any longer, covering her head and hugging Yin, sobbing, "
I can't take it anymore , let's go to bed."

Yin picked up D, but not to put her on the bed. Instead, he helped her take off her panties, leaving her clothes covering her head. Then, he cupped her buttocks
with both hands and used his hot, hard penis to find D's vagina. When the glans was aligned with her vulva
, he released her, and the weight of gravity allowed his penis to penetrate her, hitting her cervix.
The friction made D tremble, and her overflowing vaginal fluids splashed everywhere. D screamed inside her clothes: "No, you can't do this! You'll
kill me! It's too deep! Ahhhhhh..." D was small, but that was exactly what Yin wanted. He wanted to ravage her.

So he held D and bounced up and down, each time penetrating her deeply. D, inside her clothes
, had a blank mind, like the sky before a storm, where a flash of lightning occasionally made her spasm.
Subconsciously she knew this was an unavoidable storm, and she was like the petrel in Gorky's story,
crying out in the darkness: "Fierce! Let the storm rage on!"

After over a hundred thrusts, like two million-volt high-voltage lines finally meeting, D's body
slumped . Her cervix opened slightly, and the large glans, propelled by the force of the thrust, struggled to penetrate, grinding inside. A gush of fluid
erupted, and D howled, "I'm going to die! I'm really going to die!"

Her entire vagina contracted, tightly enveloping the thick penis, pleadingly massaging the glans and sucking on the urethral opening .
Tears streamed down D's face; no sound could express the feelings she was experiencing. She clung tightly to
Yin's back, her nails digging into her flesh, thanking heaven in her heart for this beautiful day.

When Yin's penis was withdrawn from D's vagina, a small puddle of water had formed on the ground. D
peeked out , her nostrils flaring, her eyes glazed, her small mouth slightly open, gazing at Yin with loving eyes. After a long while,
she shyly pounded Yin's chest with her fists.

Yin, his still-erect penis glistening with D's vaginal fluid, brought it close to D's face. D hesitated for a moment
, then took it into her mouth, looking at Yin with alluring, pleading eyes, making smacking sounds.
She thought to herself He's young, after all; it's thick and hard.

" Yin carried D to the bed, placing her on the edge. He spread her slender legs, holding one
ankle , and spread them as wide as possible, revealing her delicate vulva. Due to the intense struggle just now, her bright red labia were half
-open, and vaginal fluid still clung to her pubic hair in curls. D, somewhat shy, whispered, "What are you doing
?" Yin grinned lewdly, rubbing his large penis against her slightly exposed clitoris. D gasped, panting, and closed
her eyes . Just then, Yin's penis slid straight into her vagina. Because her legs were spread apart,
the movement of his penis in and out of her vagina was clearly visible. With each thrust, a small portion of her vulva was drawn in as well, and
the milky white vaginal fluid on his penis was scraped onto the base of his penis by her vagina. When he pulled out, the bright red flesh turned inside out, and a large amount of fluid
smeared her labia. The room was filled with an ambiguous and decadent smell. As the thrusting quickened, D's moans
rose softly and resolutely.

However, this scene made D somewhat ashamed. After all, Yin was much younger than her, and
it was hard for her to accept being played with like this by him.

But this intense battle left her feeling conflicted, so she decided to end the position. She was still embarrassed that her entire
genitals . So, she raised her buttocks, adopting a different
position that men preferred to receive Yin's thrusts. Her small yet firm buttocks aroused Yin's lust. He half-squatted, his hands
gripping D's waist, his large penis thrusting continuously into her. He would occasionally slap D's buttocks or
massage her delicate anus with his fingers. The small anus, slightly bulging from the large foreign object inside her vagina
, was stimulated and pulled back, causing her vagina to tighten, enveloping Yin's penis and making it very uncomfortable. Her testicles
relentlessly pounded against her clitoris.

The result of the fierce battle was that D reached three orgasms without restraint, her legs trembling. Yin ejaculated into D's uterus with more than ten contractions of
his scrotum . When his penis was withdrawn, the semen flowed
down her thighs like a waterfall.

Finally, Yin gripped his penis and squeezed hard, sending the remaining drops of semen into D's mouth.

Yin was a young man; they made love five times that night. The next day, D slept for a whole day. Sometimes love
is like rain, but if it comes too quickly, it becomes a flood, which can have some impact on the body.

D's story ends here. Of course, Yin and D ultimately didn't have a happy ending. The reason is simple: humans have both natural
and social aspects, and the natural tension in bed couldn't withstand the social pressure from their surroundings, including their families.

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