"The Sexually Happy Life of a Divorced Young Woman" - 12. When being played with, squeeze the wine bottle tightly inside your vagina.

"Are you always this lewd, spilling water everywhere?" Lin Wan found it hard to believe that such vulgar words came from a man sitting upright and serious in front of her.
Every item the man owned seemed to have been carefully selected. Even while sitting, his three-piece suit clung to his body without a single wrinkle, every button fastened perfectly, and even the small cufflinks gleamed with an unusual luster.
"Aren't you a shameless little bitch who pees everywhere without any public morality?" Chen Hao's serious insult made Lin Wan feel her body go limp. Lin Wan felt the man's hand slip under her skirt and spread her vulva apart, his fingers finding her clitoris and rubbing it hard. "Is that right? Say something."
"Ah," Lin Wan let out a soft moan, her waist involuntarily arching slightly towards the man's hand. The man's body was inches away. Lin Wan could even smell the faint citrus scent on the man's suit, and she felt as if the aroma made her body go weak.
Lin Wan leaned close to Chen Hao's ear with a malicious grin and said, "Yes, yes, I am a shameless little bitch with no morals, woof woof."
Having experienced two orgasms in front of everyone, Lin Wan was no longer as afraid as she had been at the beginning, and her courage gradually increased.
Just thinking about how exciting it is to be played with by the younger brother, how would the older brother feel? Would it be double the fun if the older and younger brothers were together? Lin Wan looked eager to try it out.
The man pursed his lips, and withdrew his hand from under Lin Wan's skirt. The light reflected from his glasses made it impossible for Lin Wan to see his eyes clearly.
What does this mean? Lin Wan was stunned. Was he not going to play anymore? She had already humiliated herself like this, and now the man didn't want to play anymore? This wouldn't do!
Lin Wan bit her lip and looked at the man with a resentful expression. "Master, your little bitch is leaking non-stop, she must be sick. Come and check her out, she might need an injection." Lin Wan's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a breath of air blowing into the man's ear.
"Clamp," Lin Wan suddenly felt something cool being shoved between his legs. He was stunned for a moment. Was that a wine bottle? Lin Wan looked down and saw a red wine bottle with its neck facing upwards. "If the bottle falls to the ground today, Master won't play with you anymore, understand?" Lin Wan knew the man was about to start, and his heart raced. He obediently replied.
"Good, very obedient. Master is going to start the inspection now," Chen Hao said, placing his hooked index and middle fingers on either side of the clitoris. He pinched the labia slightly with his two fingers, enveloping the clitoris within them. He rubbed his knuckles up and down, twisting and pressing the flesh like rolling dough, sometimes stretching it open and sometimes pressing it tight, squeezing and manipulating the labia and clitoris together.
After an orgasm, the clitoris becomes extremely sensitive due to engorgement, and forceful rubbing will cause pain. The man clearly knew this, but he didn't care; instead, he used even more force, his knuckles turning slightly white. Ah, Lin Wan's cry was tinged with tears; her body trembled slightly, and her legs gripped the bottle tightly. Lin Wan had never experienced anything like this before. The familiar pleasure was mixed with intense but bearable pain—both pleasurable and painful, making her want to moan and cry out at the same time.
Gradually, Lin Wan's pain sensitivity diminished, and her body seemed to become numb to pain. In that tingling numbness, Lin Wan experienced a peculiar pleasure.
Chen Hao's hand moved left and right, pulling and manipulating the fleshy mass surrounding the flower bud in different directions, causing Lin Wan's buttocks to sway with the movement of his hand, and the liquid in the bottle to shake and make gurgling sounds.
After a short while, seeing that Lin Wan had gotten used to the pain, the man deliberately pulled his hand back towards his body little by little, to the point that Lin Wan had to start moving.
"Ugh," Lin Wan leaned forward slightly, the bottle sloshing around because of the water, making it difficult to control. She shuffled two steps toward the man, her high heels clicking softly on the floor.
The man's sneer reached her ears, and Lin Wan felt the two fingers twisting even harder.
This time, the hand moved to the right again. "Ha," Lin Wan said, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at the man.
The stiletto heels were already difficult to balance, and in order to follow Chen Hao's control, Lin Wan had to constantly adjust her center of gravity according to the position of her hands. Lin Wan's muscles were already sore and numb, and she still had to keep the bottle from falling.
After playing for a while, Lin Wan was panting heavily from exhaustion. Lin Wan couldn't describe how she felt; she felt like she had truly become a little dog being led by its owner, going wherever the owner told her to go.
The vaginal fluid flowed down her thighs, much of it spilling into the wine bottle. As time passed, the amount of liquid in the bottle actually increased.
The remaining semen dripped down the gap between the bottle and the stockings, causing Lin Wan immense discomfort. The glass bottle was already smooth, and with the added lubrication of the liquid, it became even harder for Lin Wan's stockinged legs to hold it in place. Her thighs were trembling as she squeezed them together, yet she could still feel the bottle slowly sinking.
It hurts, it feels good, it's so shameful. Lin Wan feels like she can't hold on any longer.
Finally, the man released his grip on Lin Wan. Before Lin Wan could even catch her breath, with a "plop," Chen Hao shoved the bottle under Lin Wan's skirt. The two-centimeter-wide bottle opening stretched open Lin Wan's soft passage, revealing only a section of the bottle hidden under her skirt.
With a cry of "Ah!", the intense stimulation caused Lin Wan to collapse onto the man's lap, her slipping hand landing right on the swelling inside his pants.
It was so hard, and Lin Wan's face flushed.
"What's wrong?" someone finally noticed the unusual situation.
"It's nothing, she just slipped and fell while toasting me," Chen Hao said casually. "Secretary Lin, please get up quickly," he said, helping Lin Wan up from her lap and back to her seat, acting like a boss who cares about his subordinate, at least that's how it appeared to others.
But only Lin Wan knew that the man's hand, hidden in the shadows, guided her to slowly unzip his pants, releasing his desire. A hot, burning penis slapped against the back of Lin Wan's hand, and a blush crept onto her face.
Chen Hao wrapped his hand around Lin Wan's hand and skillfully stroked his thick penis a few times. "Want to try it?" the man asked, turning to look at Lin Wan as if inviting her to taste an extremely ordinary dish.
Huh? Here?! Lin Wan was a little incredulous. "Come on, Mr. Chen, let me toast you," Wei Li's voice suddenly rang out above her before Lin Wan could react.
It's Wei Li! Why is he coming over to toast me?! Does that mean he saw me stroking Chen Hao right now...? Lin Wan tried to pull her hand back, feeling a little embarrassed, but Chen Hao held it tightly.
Wei Li seemed oblivious to what the two were doing, standing quietly beside them as if he wouldn't leave until he had offered them a toast. Chen Hao had no choice but to release Lin Wan's hand, straighten his lower body, and slowly stand up.
"Come on, Mr. Wei, let me first toast you and Secretary Lin to thank you for your hospitality today," Chen Hao said first, glancing meaningfully at Lin Wan as he spoke of hospitality. Lin Wan quickly stood up with her glass in hand.
"You're welcome. Please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality," Wei Li said with a forced smile.
"Hey, Secretary Lin's glass is empty. Here, let me fill it up for you." Before he could finish speaking, with a "pop," Chen Hao pulled a wine bottle out of Lin Wan's vagina right in front of Wei Li.
"Ah, I'm dead," Lin Wan just wanted to cover her face tightly. The only saving grace was that Wei Li and Chen Hao were tall and strong, completely shielding Lin Wan from view. Apart from the three people present, no one knew what had actually happened; others would only assume that Chen Hao had picked up the bottle from the ground.
Lin Wan's wine glass was filled to the brim, but the color of the mixed liquid inside was rather strange. Lin Wan stared at the liquid, slightly lost in thought. With a "plop," the bottle was shoved back into place by Chen Hao. She was going crazy, Lin Wan was really going crazy this time. Someone call an ambulance for her.
"Please, Secretary Lin," Chen Hao said, slightly raising his chin to signal Lin Wan to speak. Lin Wan, who had long since lost the ability to think, gulped down the liquid in her glass in one go.
"I really envy President Wei for being able to steal a moment from his busy work schedule to play with such a cute little bitch." Lin Wan wasn't a big drinker; after one glass, she couldn't hear what others were saying very well.
"Mr. Chen, you're joking. My female dog is just a bit slutty. If you like, Mr. Chen, you can come to our house to play next time." Is this the legendary Shura field? Lin Wan was dizzy. No, wake up, bar beauties, they're fighting over a dog, it has nothing to do with the beauties. Thinking of this, Lin Wan's brain silently shut down.

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