A lewd party

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Sample subjects of 　　a real orgy
: Liu Lei (female, 40 years old, married for 14 years, has a 13-year-old daughter, works as an accountant in a company, monthly salary 3000)
Location of the gathering: Private apartment
Number of people: 9 people, 5 men and 4 women
Characters:
Mr. Ma - male, 45 years old, married, private business owner, homeowner, has known Liu Lei for 2 months, met her once before
Chen Hui - male, 32 years old, unmarried, client manager of a real estate company in Shenzhen, organizer of the gathering Lao Zhang - male, married, friend of Mr. Ma, occupation unknown Li Longxiang - male, 24 years old, unmarried, salesman, has a relationship with Liu Lei Mei Xian - 30 years old, married, doctor in a hospital in a medium-sized city in Zhejiang, met by Chen Hui online Zhang Yanping - female, 32 years old, married, government official, Liu Lei's online friend, female online friend Mr. and Mrs. Yu - Yu Chenggong, 40 years old, property company manager Yu Tai Yang Jing, 37 years old, middle school teacher *** *** *** ***
It is hard to imagine that such a crazy sexual practice in the minds of most Chinese people is centered around a woman. When I first saw Liu Lei, I never associated her with words like "slut."
It was my first night on a business trip to Beijing. In a teahouse in Dongdan, after I finished my first cup of tea, she arrived, about ten minutes late, standing at the door looking around. I don't know why, but I knew it was her immediately. She was of medium build, slightly plump, with long hair, wearing glasses, and looked quite prosperous—the kind of woman you could find everywhere on the streets of Beijing.
I raised my hand to signal her, and she saw me, smiled slightly, and came over. We found a private booth and sat down. The environment was nice, with soft music playing.
The following is her story to me; until I saw it with my own eyes, it's just a story.
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Chen Hui is a very eloquent person, perhaps related to his profession, so he has made many like-minded friends online. Before, I only knew him online; nothing had happened between us. He came to Beijing for a training course, and before he arrived, he asked me to organize one. I said, "If you want to organize one, then organize one, don't drag me into it."
He said, "It doesn't matter who's there, the more the merrier."
I thought, why not? I've tried threesomes before anyway. Later, we agreed that I would find men and a place, and I agreed.
It was early September, and Beijing was a bit chilly. I found Mr. Ma, a company owner, a natural womanizer. I'd met him twice before, and it wasn't a great experience. The key thing was that he owned a house. This lecherous guy was very interested when he heard about it. After finding out who would be participating, he readily agreed, but asked to bring a friend, which I didn't think was a problem. The location was a suite on the 19th floor of a high-end apartment building in Dongcheng District.
It was a weekend, and we arranged to have lunch at a restaurant not far from the apartment. Chen Hui wouldn't arrive in Beijing until noon, so we went to the restaurant to wait for him. When I arrived, only Mr. Ma and his friend Lao Zhang were there. Lao Zhang was some kind of department head in the government, in his forties, with a fat head, big ears, and a receding hairline—his appearance wasn't exactly appealing. This guy was quite witty; he made me laugh after less than ten sentences.
About 20 minutes later, Chen Hui arrived. He came directly from the airport. He was a refined man, not tall, thin, and wearing glasses. He looked like the kind of person who was very shrewd and capable. Accompanying him was a doctor from Zhejiang. Chen Hui had introduced her before; this woman was named Mei Xiansui. She was in Beijing for further studies and had come to the airport specifically to pick him up.
I felt this woman looked familiar, though we didn't know each other. She was about 165 cm tall, and today she wore a well-fitting yellow dress that complemented her fair skin. She seemed to be a woman who knew how to dress. Her long, wavy hair made her look very charming, but her demeanor was never excessive, displaying the reserve of a virtuous woman. I wondered if she knew what we were about to do.
After we sat down, we ate and chatted. With Chen Hui and Lao Zhang, two very talkative people, the meal was anything but dull. Usually, the key to a meeting is the atmosphere; a harmonious atmosphere makes things go more smoothly.
The two of us women were laughing so hard we were doubled over by their constant raunchy jokes.
After eating for a while, Mei Zhen got up to go to the restroom. Chen Hui took a small bottle out of his bag and said it was called "Spring Essence," a Japanese medicine. I knew it was an aphrodisiac, and when they asked if I wanted to try it, I quickly stopped them.
Chen Hui said it was for Mei Zhen, colorless and odorless, but with obvious effects, taking effect in half an hour. As he spoke, he poured the Spring Essence into his beer and added some more alcohol.
Around 1:30, we finished eating and everyone went out to take Boss Ma's car to his apartment. It was very close to the restaurant, only a two-minute drive. We took the elevator upstairs, and I noticed that Mei Zhen was hiding behind Chen Hui, looking a little nervous.
Inside Ma's apartment, the decor was quite simple, but the space was large, with three bedrooms and a living room. Light-colored carpets were laid throughout the living room and bedrooms. Although simple, the furniture and decorations were clearly expensive.
We sat down and chatted casually. Ma suggested we go to the bedroom, which had floor-to-ceiling windows and good lighting. Entering the room, it was indeed spacious, a good 30 square meters. A place like that in Beijing would cost at least a million yuan. A large bed, 2.2 meters by 2 meters, faced a 33-inch rear-projection TV. The floor-to-ceiling window was semi-circular, with a small step leading to it. Beside the window was a chaise lounge and a sofa chair.
Ma, Lao Zhang, and I sat on the large bed, while Chen Hui and Mei Zhen sat on the chaise lounge. Boss Ma turned on the TV and put on a DVD—a pornographic film. It was an uncensored Japanese film, depicting several black men and two Japanese women having sex. The content was stimulating, and I noticed Mei Zhen's face was flushed, perhaps from the film, or perhaps from the effects of the medication. Lao Zhang seemed to notice and teased her, "What's wrong, Mei, feeling something?" Mei Zhen's face turned even redder.
Chen Hui, a complete scoundrel, gave us a wink, and Lao Ma immediately understood, starting to touch me with Lao Zhang.
Old Zhang and Ma had already taken off their outer clothes. Ma kissed my face and touched my breasts, while Old Zhang put his hand between my thighs. I was wearing pants, so he spread my legs and gently rubbed my genitals. After a while, I started to feel something and began to moan softly. They pulled up my clothes and unbuttoned my pants. Old Zhang seemed to know a lot about this; he slipped his fingers inside my vagina and quickly aroused me. I'm someone who gets aroused easily; Chen Hui said I was a natural sex symbol.
I occasionally glanced over there and saw Chen Hui already playing with Mei Zhen, holding her on his lap, rolling up her skirt, and teasing her with a dildo.
My clothes had already been taken off. I'm rather fat, but my breasts are also quite large, probably a C cup. Old Zhang and Ma switched positions. He asked me to help him take off his clothes. Once he was naked, I realized that he actually had a large penis, a stark contrast to his white, fat appearance, much larger than Ma's. I unconsciously put
his penis in my hand and started stroking it. His penis grew bigger, really big. Old Zhang lay down and made me crawl on top of him to eat his food. I obediently ate, while Ma was already impatiently trying to penetrate me. I turned around and said, "Don't just focus on me, take care of the guests
too." Ma understood and turned to walk towards the two of them. Perhaps Mei was truly aroused; she was already eating Chen Hui's penis. Ma went over and unbuttoned Mei's clothes. Although Mei wasn't as fat as me, her breasts weren't as big as mine, and they were somewhat saggy. I think her most attractive feature was probably her elegant demeanor as a professional woman.
I was still diligently licking Old Zhang's big penis, and I really wanted to put it inside my vagina. Old Zhang felt it was about time, so he made me get up and sit on him. As soon as his penis entered, I couldn't help but moan with pleasure.
Ma, in his haste, quickly stripped Mei naked, made her kneel on the chaise longue, and penetrated her from behind. Mei, with Chen Hui's penis in her mouth, couldn't make a sound, only whimpering. Perhaps she had never done this before, but it was clear she was still somewhat inexperienced, her body tense.
Lao Zhang and I had changed positions; I lay on the edge of the bed while Lao Zhang penetrated me from behind. I was facing all three of them, seeing two white bodies—Chen Hui and Mei—and a darker figure—Boss Ma. My vision was blurry; the images before me and the man's penis inside me stimulated my cerebral cortex. Ah, ah, was I having an orgasm? Had Chen Hui given me an aphrodisiac when I wasn't looking?
To be honest, I'm not a woman who orgasms easily; I only remember having it twice with my husband.
Speaking of my husband, he's definitely a lecherous man; his sex drive is always so strong. Even in his 30s and 40s, he wants to have sex almost every day. His interest is so intense that sometimes even I can't handle it, and he's not impotent; both his stamina and methods are satisfying. I always thought that my strong sex drive was probably aroused by him, and in the end, it made me a cuckold.
As for me, I admit I'm not a good woman, but our values are different. I don't think there's anything wrong with seeking pleasure; after all, I'm seeking pleasure without harming anyone's interests, so I can easily forgive myself. I don't care what others think.
So I don't know why I had an orgasm that day, maybe not, so I suspect that bastard Chen Hui did something to me. I played with Lao Zhang for who knows how long; I didn't have time to pay attention to what was happening over there. They finished quickly. I know Lao Ma isn't very good, but Chen Hui also finished quickly today.
After they were done, they took Mei Zhen into the bathroom.
Lao Zhang knows how to make women happy; he uses his hands, mouth, penis, even thighs and feet—heh, he'll use anything he can.
For example, during flirting, he could kiss the erogenous zones on my face and neck while simultaneously inserting his right fingers into my vagina to stimulate my G-spot, and his left hand would also play with my nipples at the same time. And most importantly, his hairy leg would rub against my thigh. Let me tell you a secret: I especially love it when men lick me. He was very good at it; that day he licked me for over ten minutes, and I think I produced about two ounces of fluid.
When Lao Zhang, panting, got off me, the three of them lay down beside us. I noticed that Mei Zhen was already somewhat used to it, lying very relaxed between the two men, letting their hands roam over her body.
It was Lao Zhang and my turn to take a shower. Lao Zhang and I chatted as we showered; his witty remarks made me feel he was quite approachable, even though he was bad, at least he didn't have the thuggishness of Chen Hui. We lingered in the bathtub, and soon we were aroused again. Lao Zhang gestured towards me with his large penis, and I obediently knelt down to lick it, and his penis obediently grew larger. Just as we were eating, there was another noise outside. Old Zhang pulled me to my feet and said, "Let's go out and take care of the doctor girl."
Everyone seems particularly interested in the newcomers at these kinds of gatherings. I'm not jealous about these things; there's still plenty of time today.
Entering the room, Chen Hui and Boss Ma were already groping Mei Zhen again. Mei Zhen had a penis in each hand, slowly stroking it, while Ma pulled her hair and pulled her face towards him, passionately kissing her.
Chen Hui, on the other side, spread Mei's legs apart. Mei tried to resist symbolically, but Chen Hui said, "What's wrong? Still pretending to be a virtuous girl? Weren't you being quite open just now? Didn't I tell you, if you're going to play, play to your heart's content. Come on..." Chen
Hui's words, a combination of soft and hard tactics, made Mei feel incredibly ashamed, but her mouth was sealed by Boss Ma, so she couldn't speak. But her body answered for her. Chen Hui pulled her legs a few more times, and they were spread apart, her thighs stretched into an M shape. Chen Hui then put his mouth over and began to lick them. After Ma and Mei finished their long kiss, Ma's hands caressed her breasts. Ma, never knowing the limits, kneaded her breasts like dough, while sucking on her nipples.
Mei's body reacted, writhing and moaning indistinctly. I suddenly had a unique feeling. In the past, I was mostly an observer, but now I saw a woman who had never experienced anything like this before being played with by a man, her body and moral limits being challenged time and time again. This clash of minds and physical reactions might produce a special chemical effect.
I've been through this before; I've also experienced this kind of mental torment. But my personality is different. I do what I want, and once I've done it, I don't look back.
Old Zhang tugged at me, wanting me to join the fray, but then my phone rang. I told Lao Zhang to go over there himself, and when I took out my phone, I saw it was her—Zhang Yanping, the third female protagonist today.
Zhang Yanping was an online friend I'd known for half a year. It was a chance encounter; I met her on an adult BBS. She posted about her struggles with her husband. He was working in Japan, while she was in China. They hadn't had children, and she'd tried to call him back more than once, but he kept putting it off, citing his career. She said she was a woman, and she had normal human needs, but her morality wouldn't allow it, so she was quite distressed.
I tried sending her an email, sharing some of a woman's innermost thoughts, and that's how we became online friends. We always called each other sisters online, to the point where we talked about everything. I understood her inner turmoil, and she understood her husband's difficulties. Their relationship was very good; although others had feelings for her, she never had any other thoughts. I shared my thoughts with her, and she gradually understood some of my ideas. Although she didn't say it explicitly, I sensed that she was becoming more open about it.
We met twice more after that, and once the two of us women even got intimate, which made our relationship even closer. This time, when I mentioned the gathering, she was a little curious. I suggested she come and see, but she was scared and said she'd only look and wouldn't do anything, asking me to guarantee her safety. I said no problem, everyone there was respectable, and they wouldn't force her if she didn't want to. So we agreed to meet today. I missed lunch, but came directly to the apartment in the afternoon.
She called me then, saying she was nearby and would come as soon as I got the address.
I hung up, thinking that being naked would make Zhang Yanping uncomfortable, so I put on some clothes.
Chen Hui saw me and asked what was wrong. I said Ping was coming. He said "Oh," ignored me, and continued playing with Mei.
At that moment, the three men were taking turns making Mei give them penises.
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang, and I went to open the door. Through the peephole, I saw Zhang Yanping's nervous face; she kept looking around, like a kitten who had done something wrong. I opened the door and let Zhang Yanping in. "Sister, you're here early." Today she maintained her usual style, with only a touch of makeup and a bit of lipstick.
Zhang Yanping works as a civil servant in a government agency. She usually seems like a rather dull woman, wearing glasses and not particularly noticeable. She's not tall, around 160 cm, and has a small frame, giving her a petite and delicate appearance. She looks thin, but her small frame is actually quite fleshy, the kind of woman with a rounded figure, exuding a kind of sexiness from within.
Today she wore a white casual shirt, a light brown suit jacket, and well-tailored trousers that hugged her full hips tightly.
Yanping cautiously entered the house, looking around furtively. I knew what she was thinking, so I gestured towards the inner room, saying, "Everything's inside."
I led her inside, but she tugged at my sleeve and shook her head, saying, "Don't go in yet. Let's stay outside for a while."
I smiled and said, "You came here to look around, not to watch TV. It's okay, come in and sit down."
I took a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator in the kitchen for her and pulled her into the master bedroom.
The scene in the master bedroom was incredibly lewd. Everyone was already getting into the swing of things. Ma was lying there, and Mei, holding his penis, sat down on him. Ma was grabbing her breasts and moving his lower body back and forth. Chen Hui and Lao Zhang stood on either side, each holding one of their own, while Mei held one in each hand and took one in her mouth, switching between them occasionally. The four of them were engrossed in their activities and, intentionally or unintentionally
, ignored the two of us women. I pulled her to sit on the chaise lounge, and, intentionally or unintentionally, I had her take off her coat. The room was a little warm with the heating on, and she naturally took it off. I had a feeling that any normal woman would find it difficult to maintain her composure in this situation.
The lewdness on the bed continued. Mei moved her hips up and down, the excited stimulation causing beads of sweat to appear on her back and white buttocks, and she was moaning incoherently. We sat to their side, and from Mei's physical reactions, I realized that she was completely absorbed in this strange stimulation.
After a while, Chen Hui whispered something in Mei's ear, and Mei hesitated for a moment before nodding. Chen Hui and Lao Zhang stepped aside. Lao Zhang took a bottle of liquid from the bedside table, which looked like boob oil, and smeared it on Mei's buttocks, occasionally digging into her anus with his fingers. I knew he was going to do Mei's backside.
Sure enough, after applying enough boob oil, Lao Zhang had Mei crawl down a bit, and with his huge penis erect, he aimed at Mei's anus, slowly pushing it in. With each sip, Mei cried out, "Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore, it hurts..." It was hard to tell if it was pleasure or pain; the cries sounded particularly lewd in the empty room.
But Lao Zhang didn't care. When it was almost there, he thrust it in hard. "Ah..." A slightly shrill cry burst from Mei's mouth. Her body reflexively straightened, her head tilted back, and her hair fell onto Lao Zhang's chest. This scene was filled with a wild allure amidst the shrillness.
Boss Ma also cooperated with Lao Zhang's actions, his lower body thrusting harder. After a moment of stiffness, Mei gradually softened with the thrusting of two penises, but the cries that came from her mouth were already somewhat erratic and tearful. Her body moved in waves under the double assault, appearing so helpless.
Old Zhang, while thrusting, said to her, "How is it, doctor girl? First time trying this feeling, right?"
Mei nodded helplessly, "Mmm." Old Zhang seemed quite satisfied and even turned his head to nod at us.
Zhang Yanping sat blankly beside me, silently watching this scene, something she had only ever seen in pornographic films was happening right before her eyes. Her face flushed red and then pale, her left hand gripping the edge of the chaise lounge, her right hand resting on her leg, looking very unnatural. I whispered in her ear, "How is it? Feeling anything?" Yanping's face turned bright red as if she had been drinking, and she shook her head awkwardly. At this moment, Chen Hui had already put on his underwear, lit a cigarette, and sat down next to me.
Two men were attacking Mei, who was drowning in a sea of sex, from both ends. Old Zhang pulled her hair back, and Mei, wincing in pain, straightened up and turned to kiss Old Zhang. Her moans turned into soft "woo-woo" sounds again. Ma kneaded Mei's breasts, uttering lewd and obscene words. Under such circumstances, I think any woman would reach orgasm. Sure enough, after kissing for a while, the thrusting, the lewd atmosphere, and the stimulation of the aphrodisiac pushed Mei to orgasm.
Mei's voice became somewhat rapid. Old Zhang felt it was about time, and suddenly released Mei's hair. Mei lost her support and fell forward onto Boss Ma, but the orgasm within her body made her use her hands to support herself on Boss Ma and try to straighten up again. Her mouth was now filled with almost crying lewd moans: "Ah... I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore! Ah... kill me, kill me!" Her voice became rapid and shrill. After a final, peak scream, Mei came.
I don't know when, but Chen Hui tugged at me, asking me to switch places with him. I understood and sat to his right, so he would be next to Yanping. I watched as Yanping's left hand gripped the armrest of the bed tightly, her breathing rapid from the adrenaline rush. Chen Hui grabbed her right hand, and Yanping's body seemed to tremble; she instinctively pulled her hand away. Chen Hui didn't continue, but simply put his arm around her shoulder and embraced her. Perhaps overwhelmed by the stimulating scene before her, Yanping, though unnatural, couldn't break free.
Surprisingly, Boss Ma managed to hold on this time, while Mei, after her climax, remained limp and unresponsive to their thrusting. A minute later, Ma began to grunt as he ejaculated into Mei's vagina. Old Zhang, seemingly not yet ready to ejaculate, suddenly stopped when he saw Ma ejaculate, released Mei's body, pulled his penis out of her anus, and sat down to smoke. Mei remained unresponsive, still limp and slumped against Boss Ma, the two of them drifting in and out in a daze.
The lewd atmosphere in the room temporarily subsided, and everyone started chatting, naturally focusing on the newly arrived Yanping.
After a brief introduction, Chen Hui began praising Yanping's fashionable and appropriate attire. Yanping remained hesitant and unsure of what to say, but stubbornly resisted Chen Hui's advances.
Fortunately, Chen Hui didn't continue, instead removing his hand from her shoulder.
Old Zhang finished his cigarette and beckoned to me, saying it was too crowded for the three of us to sit together. I got up and sat down next to him.
Old Zhang asked me to lick his penis, which he had just used on my anus, but I found it disgusting and repeatedly waved my hands and shook my head in refusal. Old Zhang moved closer to me and kissed me. His kissing skills were quite good; his tongue and lips felt pleasant, while his hands rubbed my breasts through my clothes.
I heard Chen Hui steer the conversation to the point: "Miss Zhang, won't you join us for some fun?"
Yanping shyly shook her head: "I said I was just here to watch."
Chen Hui said: "Oh, it seems Miss Zhang is a very honest woman, but I was quite excited watching you admire her just now."
Yanping widened her eyes and quickly denied it.
Chen Hui attacked again, this time with decisiveness. He pulled Yanping close, his lips already close to her face. Unexpectedly, Yanping's resistance lessened considerably this time, allowing Chen Hui to kiss her earlobe and neck.
I knew very well that women were always unpredictable; when she said she didn't want to, she secretly hoped you would attack her again. A scene as seductive as that one would be unsettling even for a chaste woman.
After a while, Chen Hui tried to kiss her lips, but Yanping refused again, standing up and sitting down next to me.
I was still flirting with Lao Zhang when I saw their awkward situation. I told Lao Zhang to stop and took Yanping's hand.
I sensed she might not like Chen Hui very much, so I said to her, "How about this, you go take a shower first, maybe you won't be so nervous."
Yanping thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
I led her into the bathroom and whispered, "What's wrong? Don't you want to?"
Yanping said, "No."
I said, "Then you don't like Xiao Chen, right?"
Yanping smiled slightly, "His breath smells like garlic."
I chuckled and told her to shower first.
I went back to my room and sat down. Chen Hui asked, "What's wrong, Sister Lei? Still a little shy?"
I joked, "It's because your breath smells so bad." Chen Hui tried it with his hand and quickly took out a piece of chewing gum from his bag and ate it.
The two people on the bed were still asleep. Old Zhang stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower too."
Old Zhang knocked on the bathroom door, and someone inside answered, "Who is it?"
Old Zhang said, "It's me."
After a while, I heard the door open, and Old Zhang said, "It's awfully dirty, let's shower together."
What follows is what Yanping told me about the bathroom later.
When Old Zhang knocked on the door, Yanping was taking off her clothes. She had just taken off her pants when she heard someone knocking and quickly asked,
"Who is it?
" Old Zhang said, "It's me."
Yanping wrapped a bath towel around her lower body and opened the door a crack. Old Zhang said, "It's awful, let's shower together." Yanping thought, since things had come to this point, she might as well... open the door and let Old Zhang in.
After Old Zhang entered, he looked at Yanping, and Yanping looked at Old Zhang as well. After a moment, Old Zhang chuckled, "Hehe, why are you just staring at me like that?"
Yanping smiled shyly. Old Zhang said in a gentler tone, "First time?"
Yanping nodded shyly.
Old Zhang said, "It's okay, we're all here to have fun, don't feel guilty. Besides, we've all had checkups at the hospital, we're all healthy." Old Zhang was experienced and knew how to understand women's psychology.
Yanping nodded. Old Zhang slowly put his hands on Yanping's shoulders from behind and said, "How about I help you take it off?" As he spoke, he reached under her arms and caressed Yanping's breasts. Gradually, while caressing them, he unbuttoned her shirt, the top few buttons coming undone, and his fingers flicked her nipples inside her clothes. Yanping took a deep breath, and the towel she was holding fell to the ground.
In a few quick movements, Lao Zhang stripped Yanping of her clothes, leaving them both naked. Lao Zhang looked at Yanping's figure; a woman who hadn't given birth was different. Her body was rounded, her breasts, though not as large as his, were still quite firm, with small, light brown nipples and areolas. Her abdomen was still flat, and her thighs were strong. Overall, Yanping's figure was well-proportioned and slender, the kind of petite and delicate sexiness that emanated from her very bones.
Lao Zhang exclaimed, "Xiao Zhang, you have a really good figure. To be honest, it's better than the two ladies outside." Women love to be praised, and Yanping was somewhat excited.
Lao Zhang stood there playing with her for a while, then told Yanping to turn on the water. Watching her swaying back, Lao Zhang was very satisfied with this woman. The water splashed down, and a mist clouded Yanping's glasses.
Yanping took off her glasses and started washing under the shower. Old Zhang said, "What about me?"
Yanping said shyly, "Then you can do it too."
Two mounds of white flesh received the caress of water under the showerhead. Old Zhang's hands roamed over Yanping's body, slowly arousing her.
Old Zhang whispered in Yanping's ear, "Help me lather up with shower gel."
Yanping nodded, turned off the water, poured shower gel from the bottle, and turned to wash Old Zhang. When her hand reached near Old Zhang's large penis, she instinctively jumped away. Old Zhang wasn't going to let her go, pulling her hand to his penis: "Wash it."
Yanping's hand felt like it had been electrocuted; she was surprised to find it so large, even though it wasn't fully erect. Yanping carefully stroked his penis, while Old Zhang rubbed Yanping's back and buttocks with shower gel.
The penis gradually grew larger in Yanping's hand. Old Zhang suddenly pulled Yanping's hair back, causing her head to tilt back and she cried out, her mouth already covered by Old Zhang's mouth.
Old Zhang's hand parted her buttocks from behind, his fingers teasing Yanping's vulva. Yanping leaned back, accepting the man's violation of her sensitive areas. Her lower body was already overflowing with fluid.
Old Zhang leered, "Little Zhang, so you're quite lewd too."
Yanping's tone of refusal was "Mmm," as if she were being coquettish.
Old Zhang pressed Yanping down, and her legs went weak, causing her to squat down. Old Zhang stroked his penis and slapped it against Yanping's face, an act that humiliated her, but she was powerless to resist. Instead, she opened her mouth to receive the enormous glans. As a woman, Yanping hadn't been with a man's penis for a year. She felt that Old Zhang's thing was really big; just the glans in her mouth already felt somewhat full.
Yanping spat it out, raised her face, and said, "Don't rush." A woman who had been controlled by traditional morality for over 30 years was now full of coquettish charm.
Old Zhang chuckled, "Then let's see how you make me feel good."
Yanping playfully tapped the glans with her finger, then opened her mouth and took it in, her small hands barely able to hold his penis.
Yanping rarely performed oral sex on her husband, so her oral skills were quite limited. After a couple of licks, Old Zhang felt uncomfortable. Although not very skilled, Old Zhang liked her petite and innocent charm. He made her stand up:
"Come on, let me lick you."
He squatted down, bringing his mouth to Yanping's vaginal opening and licking, his tongue parting her labia and penetrating inside, or using his lips to hold her clitoris and licking her with his tongue, while also teasing her anus. Yanping's emotions were already high, but she wasn't a woman who liked to moan; she only whimpered and groaned.
Old Zhang observed Yanping's movements closely. After performing oral sex for a while, he stood up, had Yanping turn over, put her hands on the wall, and placed one of her legs on the edge of the bathtub, his fingers continuing to caress her genitals. Old Zhang deliberately left his penis without a way in: "Come help me."
Yanping immediately reached down and grabbed his penis, shoving it into her vagina. Old Zhang was very satisfied with her actions; this woman was completely immersed in desire.
"Mmm..." With this moan, Yanping was taken by the strange man behind her. The moment his large penis entered her vagina, her husband's image flashed through her mind, and all her chastity vanished with the moan.
Old Zhang thrust his hips in and out slowly. This woman's vagina was still very tight, gripping his penis very comfortably. Yanping moaned rhythmically with his movements. Although a woman who moaned loudly could arouse a man's enthusiasm more, Old Zhang liked the feeling of gradually turning a pure woman into a wanton one. He slapped Yanping's buttocks as he fucked her, and with each slap, Yanping moaned louder.
"What, not comfortable enough?"
Yanping shook her head. "Then why don't you moan?" Yanping seemed to remember something and cried out "Ah!" for the first time.
Old Zhang chuckled lewdly, "That's right, that's more like it. Don't suppress your emotions, let them out, keep screaming. The more you scream
, the more excited I get." "Ah, ah..." Yanping's screams finally loosened a bit. Old Zhang suddenly stopped thrusting, pulled out his large penis, and Yanping groaned as if in great disappointment, turning to look at Old Zhang. He squatted down, staring closely at her genitals. Her vaginal opening was still open, a ring of clear fluid clinging to her labia, the bright red flesh exposed.
Old Zhang inserted a thick finger, "Is one thick enough?"
Yanping nodded. Old Zhang inserted another, while simultaneously manipulating Yanping's body with two fingers, "Are two enough?"
Yanping nodded again. Old Zhang: "Hehe, it seems three will be enough."
Yanping turned back and said, "Enough, enough." Old Zhang chuckled lewdly again, the frequency of his finger thrusts suddenly increasing.
Yanping was being manipulated by Lao Zhang using various methods, feeling a mixture of shame and excitement. His sudden increase in speed abruptly doubled the stimulation in her vagina, spreading throughout her entire body. She closed her eyes, enjoying this pleasure she had never experienced before. Although she did well with her husband, this was, after all, intercourse with a stranger, and his diverse techniques, frequently humiliating her sense of morality, brought Yanping to the brink of collapse under the dual pressure of mind and body.
Lao Zhang continued at a high frequency; he knew Yanping was close to orgasm. After about two minutes, he suddenly noticed Yanping's body flushing red, a sign of impending orgasm in some women. He immediately thrust even faster: "Baby, you're about to orgasm."
Yanping was already pressed against the wall by the impact of his fingers. Suddenly, a spark ignited in a certain part of her vagina. "Oh..." Yanping let out a long sigh, her body convulsing with each thrust.
Lao Zhang felt something surging inside her vagina. Could it be...? He pulled his fingers out, and a stream of fluid gushed from her vagina. "Vaginal fluid!" Lao Zhang felt extremely excited. What a beauty. Mei hadn't experienced anything like this during her orgasm earlier. He quickly stood up, shoved his penis inside, and continued thrusting at a high speed: "Baby, you're such a sexy stunner, you even have an orgasm and vaginal fluid, haha, come and make me feel good."
At this moment, Yanping was completely floating on the clouds of orgasm, oblivious to everything around her. She only felt something constantly stimulating her inside her vagina, and she moaned incoherently, the sounds soft but incredibly erotic.
Lao Zhang's thrusting was relentless, the sensations in her clitoris layering upon layer. Yanping released the breath she had been holding back, and within a minute, she reached her second orgasm. Lao Zhang also thrust in hard, his penis exploding at its deepest point.
For the next few seconds, the bathroom was completely silent, save for the sound of their heavy breathing. Yanping remained in the position she had been in, her head resting against the wall. Even after ejaculating, Lao Zhang was reluctant to leave her. After a moment, he regained his senses, pulled out his penis, and gently helped Yanping up, continuing to massage her breasts and other areas he could reach from behind. Yanping turned on the shower, letting the water wash over her body, the raging fire within her gradually extinguished under the rush of water.
Yanping felt wronged; her body had been defiled by another man. She was puzzled as to why the word "defiled" had even crossed her mind. She washed herself very carefully afterwards, especially her lower body, and the bathroom remained silent. In the silence, Lao Zhang tactfully dried himself, wrapped a towel around his neck, and left alone.
Yanping rinsed herself, her emotions complex. The passionate moment had stirred ripples within her, but guilt towards her husband also weighed heavily on her heart.
Inside, they were engaged in a wild, chaotic act; outside, I chatted with Chen Hui, sometimes talking, sometimes being affectionate.
When Lao Zhang came out, the two in bed were still asleep. Chen Hui asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice, "So, Lao Zhang, you're really something."
Lao Zhang pulled out a cigarette and chuckled, "What is it?"
I asked, "So, how was it? She was pretty good, wasn't she?"
Lao Zhang: "Hehe, quite exciting. Let me tell you something, Xiao Zhang ejaculates vaginal fluid when she climaxes."
Chen Hui's eyes widened: "Really?"
Lao Zhang took a drag of his cigarette and said to me, "Looks like your friend was a bit reserved the first time. She might need some comforting."
I went into the bathroom. Yanping was still showering. She turned off the water when she saw me come in. I said, "How was it? Did you dry off?"
Yanping nodded silently, then silently dried herself. I took her hand and said, "Did I do this to you?"
Yanping suddenly threw herself onto my shoulder and started crying. This action startled me. I stroked her hair and didn't say anything.
Yanping sobbed for a while, then looked up. "Sister, it's not your fault. It was all my own choice. I just feel a little bad. It'll be better if I cry it out."
I wrapped a towel around Yanping and comforted her. "If you're not feeling well, you should go ahead."
Yanping washed her face, looked in the mirror, and said to me, "It's okay, sister. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for you if I left? Besides, the party has only just begun!"
I smiled, took her hand, and said, "You should be prepared. They might push your moral limits."
"Sister, don't worry, I'm fine. Didn't you say to enjoy the fun?" Yanping said.
I knew that women who had experienced pleasure wouldn't leave so easily, but I was still a little worried that she might not be able to handle it the first time.
Yanping put on a shirt without a bra, then put on her underwear, and we went out. Everyone was sitting on the bed, and Mei and Boss Ma also got up. Everyone introduced themselves, and I pulled Yanping to sit on the bed as well.
With everyone on the bed, the large bed suddenly seemed smaller. Chen Hui lay half-reclined next to Yanping, his hand restlessly caressing her round buttocks. Yanping, much more relaxed, was less sensitive and let him touch her. At this moment, Boss Ma also joined them, chatting with Yanping, his hand also restlessly resting on her shoulder, gently rubbing it. Yanping occasionally let out soft laughter, amused by the two of them.
Mei, having rested, went to the bathroom to wash away the afterglow of her orgasm. They chatted casually for a while longer, and Old Ma asked Yanping if she had ever tried being with more than two men. Yanping shook her head shyly. Old Ma said, "There are three of us here, can you handle it?" Yanping became even more shy, lowering her head and remaining silent.
Old Ma was anything but polite, quickly unbuttoning several buttons of his shirt and grabbing and kneading her breasts. Chen Hui also seized the opportunity, reaching between Yanping's buttocks, his fingers skillfully exploring her labia. Under the man's teasing, Yanping uncomfortably twisted her body. The sight of a half-naked, mature woman writhing in such a manner only intensified the men's desire.
Chen Hui and Ma moved Yanping to the head of the bed, spreading her legs into an M-shape. Old Zhang waved the vibrating dildo in front of her, saying, "Baby, if we insert this thing and turn it on vibrate, what do you think it would feel like?" Yanping swayed left and right, trying to avoid the large dildo. But Chen Hui and Ma held her down firmly, using their legs to hold her legs in place. They then took turns kissing her face while their hands parted her breasts.
Old Zhang rubbed his penis back and forth at Yanping's vaginal opening. Yanping was powerless under the control of the three men. Only then did Yanping understand what I meant by challenging the limits of morality. Her body inevitably reacted, and fluid naturally flowed out, leaving a small wet patch on her white panties at the vaginal opening.
Old Zhang continued his lewd teasing: "Little darling, do you want to see your little pussy? It's already open, waiting for a man." He pulled off the dildo, revealing pink labia glistening transparently in the dark jungle—the appearance of a vagina soaked in fluid. A place all men, normal men, love.
The moment the dildo pierced her labia, Yanping felt a unique sensation, a fire ignited within her, like dry grass in an October wilderness, instantly spreading. Yanping groaned, unsure if it was pleasure or pain: "Oh..." A voice told her, "Let me be a slut, they're so bad, I'm not Zhang Yanping anymore, not anymore, but I feel so good."
Old Zhang skillfully stimulated Yanping's vagina inside and out with the dildo, clitoris, G-spot, deep or shallow, light or heavy, until the completely overwhelmed Yanping was completely immersed in a cloud of pleasure. She passionately kissed the men on either side of her, her hands gently caressing Ma and Chen Hui's penises, which grew stronger in her soft hands. Ma happily enjoyed this woman—respectable, gentle, rounded, and sexy. Chen Hui was also satisfied with this woman; petite and delicate, her lust tinged with shyness.
Old Zhang felt a sense of happiness as the woman struggled and moaned under his ministrations. Old Zhang noticed a characteristic of the woman: when she refused, her labia closed; when she needed him, they would open naturally.
At this moment, Yanping's state explained everything; she had completely succumbed to lust. It was certain that she had no memory of her identity, family, or husband.
A woman in the sea of desire is a completely different person; sometimes, women need to use guilt to release repressed pleasure. Physiological pleasure is an innate human instinct; if male lust is considered normal, then female lust is considered sinful.
Social morality is the greatest chain that restrains women from seeking pleasure. Long-standing moral indoctrination has led women to believe that pursuing physical pleasure is wrong, thus confining their desires within legal boundaries.
But human desire is like a dormant venomous snake; once awakened, it slowly gnaws at the heart.
Moral pressure constantly compresses the spring of desire, pushing it to its limit, maximizing the rebound force. This rebound is astonishing, capable of causing a complete transformation. At this point, a single man's temptation can cause all her defenses to crumble, leading to her downfall. Women are like this: the first time is always cautious, but once there's a second, there will be. This is woman; this is desire.
Old Zhang's dildo was like a venomous snake of desire, and Yanping, in her self-destructive indulgence, reached another climax. She trembled, twisting her body, spraying her vaginal fluids again. Mei and I had never experienced anything like it before, and we couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at her body's intense reaction. Yanping noticed our actions out of the corner of her eye, feeling even more humiliated—a humiliation that was the most direct source of her sinful pleasure.
The three men excitedly looked at their work. Seeing that she had sprayed enough, Old Zhang inserted the dildo again and continued thrusting rapidly. The only thing that dissatisfied the men was that although the woman had climaxed again, she refused to scream with pleasure. Ma took a small flea from the drawer and started taking pictures. He used the flea to stimulate her clitoris; a woman who had just climaxed had a particularly sensitive clitoris. Yanping felt an unbearable tingling and itching, and
screamed , "Ah…!"
Old Zhang pulled out his penis, and Yanping suddenly felt a void; she breathed heavily. Old Zhang took the BB oil and smeared it on Yanping's anus. Yanping seemed to realize what he was about to do; this was her virgin territory, never before opened. Yanping reluctantly twisted her buttocks, "No, no!"
Old Zhang continued, "Yes, I want to. This sexy little ass needs to be deflowered."
Yanping's legs were clamped between Chen Hui and Ma, making it impossible for her to move. She could only watch helplessly as Old Zhang slowly inserted the dildo into her anus. "Ah...no...no!" Her almost desperate cries aroused the man's bestiality. When it was halfway in, Old Zhang forcefully pushed the dildo all the way in. "Ah..."
Yanping screamed in pain.
Old Zhang began to thrust rhythmically, while the dildo vibrated incessantly inside Yanping's vagina. Yanping couldn't bear the simultaneous stimulation, whimpering and futilely twisting her body. Gradually, she stopped twisting, her chest heaving, panting heavily, her voice turning into low moans.
The two of us women sat in the corner watching all this, astonished by the changes happening to Yanping. I turned to look at Mei; her eyes were fixed on the trembling Yanping, her white breasts heaving rhythmically. I reached down and touched her vagina; it was completely wet.
"Ding-dong," the doorbell rang. It must be him. Li Longxiang, a young man I met online, unmarried, a salesman, from out of town living in Beijing. This guy was tall and handsome, and I was genuinely somewhat attracted to him, but I knew I was getting old, no longer pretty, and his relationship with me was merely for lustful gratification. Sometimes he would climb into my arms like a child, which maximally aroused my maternal instincts. This time, after hearing about it, he insisted on coming. To be honest, I was somewhat reluctant to let him do that with another woman.
When he came in, the three of us women were entangled together. The men had come up with a new idea: to have us women perform a lesbian act so they could take a break. So the three of us women lay together on the bed. We all chimed in, saying we'd never done it before, so they found another DVD and put it on the TV. The pornographic film happened to be about female homosexuality.
A woman in the throes of desire is a completely different person; sometimes women need to use guilt to release repressed pleasure. Physical pleasure is an innate human instinct. If male lust is considered normal, then female promiscuity is considered sinful.
Social morality is the biggest chain restricting women's pursuit of pleasure. Long-standing moral indoctrination has led women to believe that pursuing physical pleasure is bad, thus limiting their desires to within legal boundaries.
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