[Urban] Sexual Encounters Between Pre-marital Couples (Complete) - 6

(XIV)

The next day was Friday. I was still half asleep when I got on the subway. As the car swayed, I gradually thought about the absurdity of the previous night. I fantasized about Jing moaning and trembling under Xiao Feng, and my lower body involuntarily reacted. Feeling a little guilty, I opened my eyes slightly and found that a young woman was standing in front of me.
Her back was to me, so I couldn't see her face clearly. From the side and back, her face was delicate and she was probably of above-average appearance. Her delicate hair at the back of her neck framed her fair skin. She wore a white shirt, and I could vaguely see the outline of her bra strap. She wore black striped tight-fitting suit trousers, a typical office worker's outfit.
Her buttocks were quite full, stretching the trousers tightly. That was already tempting enough, but what was most irresistible was that her two beautiful buttocks were now only twenty centimeters away from my already aroused lower body, and with the swaying of the car, they moved closer and closer to me.
The subway was incredibly crowded this morning. There was no room to back up behind me, so I didn't dare look too long. I looked up again to observe the woman in front of me more closely. I estimated she was around twenty-four or twenty-five. She had recently dyed her hair, and there were traces of brown in her black hair. There was a small mole at the base of her hair on her neck. If she wasn't wearing particularly high heels, she was about 66cm tall. Her slender arms were outstretched, holding onto the overhead handrail. A similarly delicate hand was at the end of her shirt, and a Tiffany-style silver bracelet adorned her wrist.
Perhaps sensing my intense gaze, the woman slightly turned to the side. I looked away as soon as I saw her neck move. Although we didn't make eye contact, I clearly felt her quickly glance at me. Suddenly, an idea struck me, and I turned my gaze back to her.
This time, she was caught off guard, and I saw her still staring in my direction, with most of her face exposed. Her face flushed slightly, and she quickly turned her head back. Even though it was just a fleeting glimpse, it confirmed my earlier observation: the young woman was indeed quite attractive.
A thought flickered in my mind, and I struggled to suppress the urge to strike up a conversation, telling myself I only had a few stops left before getting off, and besides, so many people were watching. Just as I was struggling with this, whether it was luck or misfortune, the train suddenly jolted violently, and the woman, her grip weakened, bumped into me.
Caught off guard, I didn't have time to catch her, and in that instant, I felt my slightly calmed lower body press against soft flesh. Then, the woman's soft , supple body pressed tightly against me. My mind went blank; I felt both the thrill of unexpected good fortune and the embarrassment
of being caught. The woman stumbled, barely managing to regain her balance, and then quickly moved away from me, unexpectedly remaining silent, her face turned sharply away from me, a flush on her ears betraying her nervousness.
This made me slowly relax, a secret smile playing on my lips, as I savored the brief intimacy, finding it increasingly delightful. I wished this train would never reach its destination, but it finally arrived.
I still didn't dare to talk to her. What decent woman would want to date the subway pervert she fancied?
Although I noticed she got off at the same stop as me, I quickly left her behind, even suppressing the urge to look back at her.
Entering the company, the receptionist Nikki greeted me with a smile, instantly lightening my mood. I joked with her a few times, but then I noticed her glance sideways, a hint of weariness appearing on her face.
I followed her gaze and saw Anne, the HR manager, walking by. I heard Nikki say softly, "Every time we talk, Anne gives us a strange look."
"She's getting old, always a bit odd," I laughed.
Nikki pouted, looking at me with a hint of resentment, and said, "I hope I never become like that." I felt a pang of guilt.
"Let's have lunch together?" I suppressed my nervousness, smiling and looking into her eyes.
“Okay, but I only have half an hour!”
“Let’s order takeout and eat at the canteen.” I said casually.
“Huh? Didn’t everyone see me eating with you?” Nikki’s eyes widened.
“So what?” I asked knowingly.
“Get lost! I don’t want people talking about me behind my back.”
“Then I’ll invite Helen and the others to join us.”
“That’s weird! I don’t hang out with them. Oh well, look at you, even your dining companions are girls.”
A hint of sadness appeared on Nikki’s face.
I chuckled: “Hehe, don’t be stingy! I’ll treat you to dinner another day. Hmm, I’m going to find William now.”
“Hmph… Go ahead! Go and flatter the boss.” Nikki was still sulking.
I reported the work in Xi’an to the boss. It seemed William intended to turn the branch office there into a subsidiary and expand the business there.
I thought to myself: 'Looks like I’ll have another chance to soothe Jasmine’s long legs in the future.’ A smile crept onto my face. William asked what I was laughing at, and I quickly gave a vague answer, thinking, "I can't let you know this."
After lunch, I casually bought two H?agen-Dazs ice creams, went upstairs, and placed a chocolate one on the front desk when no one was looking. I knew Nikki would guess who it was.
Just as I turned around, two girls walked towards me. My eyes were fixed on the girl next to Sue from HR, and I even forgot to greet her. Sue looked at me strangely and said, "Hey! Don, let me introduce you to our new colleague, Helen."
I instantly realized my lapse in composure and immediately put on my signature sunny smile, extending my right hand and saying, "Hello!"
White shirt, black striped trousers—Helen was the beautiful woman I'd met on the subway that morning.
Sue noticed a strange blush creeping onto Helen's face and looked at her suspiciously as she awkwardly extended her hand, letting me shake it softly.
My clear gaze was fixed on Helen's eyes, feeling the softness of her hand, noticing her slight nervousness, and instinctively knowing she didn't dislike me, a surge of pleasure welled up inside me.
“Don is our marketing manager,” Sue continued, introducing Helen. “Helen’s first day here; she’ll mainly be helping me with recruitment.”
“Oh! She looks quite quiet, not at all like a human trafficker!” I chuckled. I knew Sue well enough to be unafraid, and I found Helen’s awkward silence amusing.
“Hey, it’s her first day; don’t ruin our company’s image right away,” Sue immediately moved forward, like a mother hen protecting her chicks.
“Just kidding, don’t mind me. I’m very close to the HR colleagues,” I quickly explained to Helen, who managed a weak smile.
“Alright, alright, I’ll take her to meet them,” Sue thought, knowing it was all women in HR, and pulled Helen towards William’s office.
I smiled to myself and headed towards my office. Before I even sat down, the phone rang.
“Did you buy it?” Nikki’s pleasant voice came through the receiver.
"Besides me, who else treats you this well?" I whispered, my voice full of teasing.
Nikki chuckled softly, "Just little favors." Her tone was sweet, though: "I'll bring you soup next week. Bye-bye!"
I hung up, thinking of the few times I'd been intimate with Nikki, a bittersweet feeling mingled with the sweetness. Just
then, a "ding-dong" sounded. I pulled out my phone; it was a text from Jasmine in Xi'an, just three words: "I miss you."
I was initially overjoyed and smug, but then a slight sigh escaped my lips. Jing and I had a stable relationship, but I feared that several hearts would eventually be broken.
I pondered for a moment and replied, "What do you miss most about me?"—not that I was being vulgar, but I deliberately used a smooth-talking tone to avoid making her sentimental.
My phone rang again soon after: "My mind is so confused... You won't leave me, will you?" I smiled bitterly to myself, thinking, 'Silly girl, how could I want you?' As I pondered how to respond, I suddenly realized the sender was Jing! My heart trembled, and I secretly felt relieved that I hadn't made a mistake in my confusion by sending an inexplicable message.
Then I thought carefully about Jing's message. Now that it was broad daylight, she had sobered up from last night's frenzy and should feel intense shame and insecurity.
Although I had arranged all of this, I knew that after my recent "training," she must also have desires of indulgence deep down, and she knew that my ability to see through her desires was the direct factor that led to this situation. When she returned to real life, how could she not worry that I would become resentful?
In her reply, I said, "How will you repay me?"
Not long after, she asked, "What do you want?"
I thought to myself, we've been married for so long, and there's only one thing she hasn't agreed to: "What you've never given me."
After a long pause, she replied, "Bad guy!"
I thought to myself, 'This is promising, looks like I need to prepare.' In the afternoon, I went to Watsons when I had nothing to do. I lingered in the store for a while before finally finding the shelf with condoms. There were two middle-aged women picking out personal care products nearby, and they wouldn't leave even after I'd been there for ages.
I steeled myself, pretended to be calm, and walked over to look for lubricant. There were actually three kinds! I picked up two bottles, reading the instructions, while I could feel two tangible gazes sweeping over me, probably full of disdain.
I thought to myself, as long as my colleagues don't see me, it'll be fine. I hurriedly took the items to pay, and of course, I was given a disapproving look by the saleswoman, as if I were a pervert. I thought to myself, 'If you're so capable, don't sell this. Doesn't your boyfriend use it?'
"Seriously, stop pretending to be innocent!"
I fled back to my office, stuffed the bag into my drawer, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Friday afternoons are usually relaxing; I dawdled until five o'clock, having already read the day's news on Sina twice. Bored, I suddenly realized I hadn't checked Xiaofeng's email in a long time. After a brief internal struggle, I looked around to make sure no one was watching and couldn't resist checking Hotmail.
There were only a few junkmails in my inbox. A little disappointed, I thought about it and realized it was understandable. Xiaofeng had just tasted the sweetness of Jing and was probably preoccupied with his cousin. Lately, he probably had no interest in interacting with those ephemeral figures online.
Thinking about what he'd done to Jing inevitably made my mind race, and I felt a burning sensation down there. So I went online onto the Wi-Fi (the company has a test Wi-Fi network that doesn't log browsing history) and connected to a pornographic website I frequent. This site often had posts about wives being humiliated, sometimes with photos, which often made me very aroused. Unfortunately, Jing absolutely refused to let me post about her.
I clicked on a few posts, one of which had a photo. The woman in the picture had her face covered; she looked to be in her mid-thirties, quite fair-skinned, but judging from her features, she wasn't particularly beautiful. I thought to myself, she's nowhere near as pretty as my beautiful fiancée. A mix of pride and regret washed over me—it's all in the dark!
Suddenly, a post titled "Training Your Wife into Prostitution" caught my attention. I clicked on it, and the post read: "As long as you cooperate, I'm confident I can make your wife accept my humiliation, and after a while, she'll be forced into prostitution, giving you countless cuckold's horns. QQ..."
A surge of heat rushed to my head, and the image of my fantasies from last night's final thrusts made me feel a little dizzy. My fingers trembled slightly as I opened QQ and added him, but he wasn't online.
What should I fill in for the verification message? I'd just write "Fantasizing about my beautiful fiancée!" After typing those words, my fantasies about selling myself out to women took off like wild horses…
I don’t know how long I sat in front of the computer before realizing it was almost time to leave work. I hurriedly logged off, shut down the computer, and left the company at exactly six o’clock, carrying the things I needed for tonight, feeling particularly hopeful.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard Jing call out, “You’re back?” Her tone was very calm. I saw several dishes on the table; it seemed she had come back early and prepared dinner. I thought to myself, ‘Looks like making her feel guilty is quite beneficial.’ Xiao Feng wasn’t there. I went back to my room to put down the bag and wash my hands. Jing was just coming out of the kitchen with two bowls of rice. Our eyes met briefly, and she looked away somewhat flusteredly, placing the rice on the table.
I grinned and hugged her tightly: “What, still embarrassed?” I deliberately stared intently at her.
“What’s embarrassing about me?” Jing said, but turned her head away, a half-smile on her face.
"Tired from work today?" I asked with a wicked smile, my hand reaching for her breast.
Jing chuckled, symbolically flinching, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "I'm a little too tired to walk today..." Her face flushed.
A surge of excitement coursed through me, and I squeezed her soft breast forcefully, whispering in her ear, "Who fucked you so hard you can't walk?"
Jing snorted and pushed me away: "Pervert! Dinner's ready." She turned and sat down.
"Where's Xiaofeng?" I asked, a little puzzled.
"He went looking at apartments. He just finished his internship and said he wants to move out," Jing said casually, picking up a shrimp.
"Looking for a convenient hideout, huh?" I knew what was going on as soon as I heard that.
"What hideout?" Jing pretended not to understand.
"Afraid of being caught at our place, huh?" I leered, "How about we just tell him about a threesome?"
"You're shameless, but I'm the one who's embarrassed!" Jing rolled her eyes at me. I chuckled and changed the subject…
After dinner, I took a shower and felt completely relaxed. Watching Jing, down to her underwear, walk into the bathroom, I turned my gaze back to the monitor. For some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about that post online and couldn't resist checking if that person was online.
"Trainer" was already on my friend list, and online! Before I could even greet him, my QQ beeped twice, and he spoke: "Hello!"
"Hello," I replied mechanically, feeling like I'd been caught doing something wrong. Although I had a penchant for cuckoldry, I still wasn't comfortable discussing these things with outsiders.
"You want your woman to be trained?" he asked bluntly.
"Yes, I want her to become more sexy and open," I said subtly. "You said you're very experienced?" "I've
succeeded a few times. One woman's husband said she was conservative, but the second time she let me video train her. Another one later said she was open to prostitution."
Holy crap! Really? Now I was even more interested: "How did you do that?"
"One very important thing is that their husbands have to cooperate."
I thought to myself that this was indeed crucial: "Oh."
"Tell me about your wife."
"163 cm tall, very beautiful features, very fair-skinned, and with full, round breasts." Just hearing another man describe Jing like that already excited me.
"How is she in bed?"
"She used to be very conservative, but recently she's started to accept some exhibitionism and fantasies."
"What kind of effect do you want to train her to?"
I thought for a moment: "Within a month, she can accept sexual fantasies about prostitution." When I typed the word "prostitution," a surge of pleasure rushed from my lower body to my head…
"So slow? Usually, two or three training sessions are enough." He sounded very confident, leaving me speechless.
"What would you think if I saw your wife naked?" he blurted out unexpectedly.
Caught off guard, I followed his train of thought and was immediately aroused by the scene; my heart started pounding. What if Jing was aroused by this strange man and stripped naked in front of the camera for him to see…?
"Very exciting!" I finally replied, "But I can't show her face."
"I once chatted with a couple. At first, the husband was very nice, but then his wife showed me, and he became resentful, and eventually they divorced."
I thought to myself, I haven't told you the whole story. "Just seeing her, I think I can handle it…" Before I could finish, the bathroom door suddenly opened. I jumped in fright and quickly closed the window, not even having time to say hello.
"What are you doing?" Jing asked suspiciously, drying her wet hair with a white towel.
"Chatting with someone online." If she knew I had set her up like this…
"A man or a woman?" Jing's tone was exaggeratedly unfriendly.
“A guy,” I breathed a sigh of relief, then added, “A fellow enthusiast on a porn site.”
“Vulgar!” Jing seemed satisfied with my answer.
I thought to myself, should I test him? “I met someone who said he’s very experienced in ‘domination’!”
“Domination what?” Jing seemed to know what I meant, a slight smile playing on her lips.
“He can make women more alluring.” I carefully chose my words.
Jing snorted, offering no reply.
“Want to chat with him for a bit?” I mustered my courage to ask.
“No—I don’t—” Jing emphasized, drawing out her words, but thankfully she didn’t seem angry.
I smiled, got up, and pulled Jing into my arms. Her still-wet hair tickled my nose, carrying the fresh scent of shampoo. A warm touch emanated from beneath her thin white nightgown, and glimpses of flesh were visible through the damp patches.
I turned Jing around, cupping her two soft breasts in one hand, and with the other, I pressed my already seven-tenths-erect penis against her mound. Her body went limp, and she let out a soft "Mmm."
My lips slipped through her damp hair, sucking on her earlobe, while my right hand slipped under her skirt, teasing the edge of her panties, but not directly touching her sensitive areas.
Jing shifted her legs restlessly, craving my direct caresses, but I held back, not giving her satisfaction.
When she wasn't looking, I said somewhat nervously, "That person said he wants to see you naked."
Jing didn't answer, only leaning her head back on my shoulder, rubbing her hips against my penis. Seeing that she wasn't angry, I took the opportunity to whisper softly in her ear, "Why don't you talk to him? I'll watch, okay?"
Jing said breathlessly, "I don't want to have a naked chat with a stranger."
"No need, just a casual chat. He boasts about his skills, let's see how good he really is." I thought to myself, this can't be rushed. After a moment of silence, only breathing softly, she said, "Then touch me first."
I was overjoyed and inserted two fingers deep into her petals, getting my hand wet. I then teased her clitoris, which immediately made Jing shudder, letting out a moan full of desire...

(15)

After just a couple of gentle touches, Jing felt as if she had no bones, moaning softly, and her lower body was overflowing with desire. I chuckled softly, tightened my grip on her breasts, and whispered in her ear, "Why are you so sensitive lately?"
Perhaps because it was just the two of us at home today, Jing was more relaxed than usual. She reached back and grabbed my lower body, gently stroking it as she said, "I've been doing that more often lately, and it seems like the more I do it, the more I want it. Sometimes I even daydream at work..." Towards the end, she became a little embarrassed and gave a shy laugh.
"What kind of dreams?" I asked curiously.
"Just the same old ones," Jing said, even more embarrassed.
“Tell me about it.” My interrogation method involved gently and quickly vibrating her clitoris with my middle finger.
“Mmm…” Jing indeed let out a comfortable moan, then murmured, “I was thinking about you… about the things you and I fantasized about.”
A thought flashed through my mind, and I had already guessed a bit. “You want me to be with him, right?” As I said it, I felt a surge of excitement myself.
Jing remained silent for a long time, finally closing her eyes and nodding, her beautiful face already flushed.
I admired Jing’s shy, hesitant demeanor, and a surge of emotion welled up inside me. Jealousy and lust intertwined, and I suddenly couldn’t control my intense possessiveness. I pushed Jing down onto the dining table. She obediently placed her arms on the table, slightly raised her heels, and stuck out her buttocks. I lifted her skirt with both hands, eagerly pulled her panties aside, and positioned them next to her labia. Then, I guided my penis to her opening.
Jing snorted and said in a coquettish voice, "There wasn't even any foreplay..." Before she could finish speaking, I had already slowly and forcefully entered her, causing her to open her mouth wide and be unable to speak. I said shamelessly, "Why do you need foreplay when you're already so wet? Just serve your man well." As I spoke, I slapped her buttocks.
I felt my lower body being tightly enveloped by Jing's wet and hot cavity. I held Jing's white buttocks with one hand and thrust in and out about a hundred times. Her hands went limp, and her upper body leaned on the table. The glass plate pressed her two breasts flat, and her breasts bulged out from both sides. She
kept moaning softly. Remembering my main purpose for today, I pulled her up and carried her into the bedroom with one hand under her knees. Jing wrapped her arms around my neck, looking at me with a face full of desire. As soon as we entered the room, she stretched out her slender legs and kicked the door shut.
I had just put her on the bed when she eagerly grabbed my penis, meeting my gaze shyly and saying in a hoarse voice, "Come in quickly..." Seeing her seductive appearance, my heart swelled with desire. I turned on a small bedside lamp and roughly pressed myself against her, thrusting in deeply without any penetration, causing her to moan. She grabbed my head with both hands, ruffling her hair.
I felt my penis swell to its limit, wanting to give her a taste as well. I didn't care about depth, just grabbed her arms, crossed them above her head, and pressed her down on the bed, thrusting rapidly and violently for a while. Jing shook her head, muttering incoherently, "So thick, so hard." A thought struck me, and without pausing, I asked breathlessly, "Who's harder? Who's bigger?"
Jing, who already had her eyes closed, closed them even tighter at my question, her face flushed. She turned her head away, not answering for a long time, only panting as I continued to thrust into her.
I thought to myself, "Why is this so embarrassing? Does Jing think Xiaofeng's thing is bigger?
" Thinking this, I wanted to hear Jing's answer even more, so I asked again. Jing bit her lower lip and hesitated for a long time before saying, "It seems... yours is still bigger..."
I thought, since she didn't mention the other point, she must be saying Xiaofeng's is harder, so it wasn't hard to accept, after all, he's ten years younger than me. But I deliberately said fiercely, "Damn! You think his is harder after just one time with him?"
Hearing that I wasn't angry, Jing opened her eyes and glanced at me. Seeing my feigned fierceness, but with a burning passion in her eyes, she knew my fetish, so she simply hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry!
Honey, but he's really hard, like a rolling pin."
Hearing Jing say that made me feel like I was going to have a nosebleed. I cursed under my breath and fucked her even harder. Jing softly endured it, but there seemed to be a slight smile on her lips. A moment later, I felt a little tingling, and suddenly remembered tonight's feast. I quickly said, "Turn around and kneel."
Jing thought I just wanted to change positions, so she got up, knelt down, and stuck her butt out high. I heard her rummaging through the bedside table for a bit, and she lazily said, "Trying to cum so soon today?"
I sensed she wasn't quite done yet, and chuckled, "I'm not going to let you off so easily." As I spoke, I slipped a lubricant onto my middle finger, squeezed some on, and silently smeared it onto her anus. Jing jerked as if electrocuted, letting out a soft "Ah!" before asking, "What are you doing?" without changing her position.
I knew she was prepared, but still wanted to maintain her composure, so I held her buttocks with one hand and gently pressed the other against her anus. "Didn't we agree during the day that I'd deflower you here tonight?"
"But... I'm so scared." Jing slightly shifted her hips, seemingly not disliking the sensation, but still somewhat apprehensive.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." I smiled wickedly to myself, but my words were incredibly gentle.
My middle finger circled and teased Jing's untouched anus, carefully spreading the lubricant over every tiny fold. Jing arched her back, trembling slightly under the novel stimulation, yet too embarrassed to groan.
"Relax your anus," I commanded gently, squeezing a stream of liquid directly into her opening. With a slight push of my finger, I inserted about halfway in, eliciting a soft moan from her. She trembled, saying, "It feels so strange..."
I chuckled, smearing lubricant inside with a few quick movements, then squeezing a generous amount onto the back of my finger.
"Relax..." Following my instructions, Jing's buttocks visibly relaxed. I slowly pushed my finger in halfway, causing her to cry out again, her anus tightening to grip my finger. I paused, instructing her to relax again. She tried to adjust, her muscles still somewhat uncooperative, contracting and relaxing rhythmically.
After about ten seconds, seeing her movements slow, I continued pushing in with my middle finger, soon inserting the entire length. My fingertip moved slightly, gently exploring this new world, asking, "Does it hurt?"
"No...it just feels strange..." Jing endured the mixture of discomfort and novelty, breathing deeply.
My fingers began to slowly thrust in and out. Each time I pulled them out, I could feel the muscles in Jing's anus instinctively pushing them out. When I inserted them, Jing buried her head and gasped for breath, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. I thought the stimulation to come would be a hundred times stronger than now, but I didn't say anything for fear of scaring her.
When I saw that her intestines were sufficiently lubricated, I pulled my fingers out. The moment my fingertips left Jing's anus, her anus tightened instantly, and she let out a heavy sigh.
After carefully training her for a while, my lower body went limp. I pulled one of Jing's hands back, making her stroke my penis, while tearing off the sheath from my fingers, teasingly saying, "Finally, I've played with your asshole. How does it feel?"
Jing snorted, squeezed me hard with her hand, and said, "You got off easy!"
I thought to myself, 'If it weren't for your guilt about cheating on me, I don't know when I would have been able to convince you.' I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
By this time, my lower body had regained its erection under Jing's delicate caresses. I pulled out my penis, wrapped it with a sheath, and carefully applied some lubricant before pressing the head of my penis against her anus. She flinched in fright, but I pulled her back. Since her
anus was already tight, and I was afraid of hitting the wrong spot, I simply parted Jing's buttocks with one hand, exposing her anus, and carefully positioned my penis to push it in. Jing stiffened as soon as it went in a little, so I quickly told her to relax and continued pushing. She cried out, but I hadn't even fully inserted the head.
I paused, added some lubricant, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Jing relaxed, and after a moment said, "It's okay..."
"Just a little longer, the head will be in soon," I soothed her gently.
"Why do I have to hold on... It's all your fault, you always have to do such perverted things," Jing said, somewhat disgruntled.
I chuckled, "Give it a try, maybe you'll like it?"
Jing mumbled "No way," but I ignored her and continued pushing my penis in. Her anus still resisted, squeezing the glans flat. But by then, both of us were covered in lubricant, and I could feel myself gradually breaking through the tightness of the opening. Finally, I managed to push the entire glans inside. Jing instinctively pulled her buttocks back, and the muscles at the entrance of her rectum tightened instantly, wriggling and pushing my penis out, almost pushing me out. I quickly thrust my hips forward, grabbing her body with one hand to hold her firmly, thus securing my victory.
Afraid that Jing might not be able to handle the rapid flow after her first experience, I quickly asked her how it felt. She gasped for breath and unexpectedly said, "It doesn't hurt that much... it's just really uncomfortable."
I breathed a sigh of relief and teased, "Looks like you're a natural at anal sex."
Jing asked, "Does it hurt for most people?"
I thought to myself, I need to be careful with my answer: "I read online that many women can't handle it."
Jing protested, "So you still want to try?!"
I laughed, "Who told you to be so talented? I knew you could do it."
Jing snorted, her tone unfriendly: "Then how did other women fare with you before?"
I was about to say that not everyone could, but I realized my mistake and changed my words, "Never before!"
Although Jing didn't believe me, she didn't press the matter. To avoid saying anything more, I started to push harder, and with Jing's moans, I finally managed to insert my entire penis. Looking at her anus, all the folds were stretched flat, the opening round and completely enveloping my shaft without a single gap—a visually stimulating experience.
I slowly began to thrust in and out, and Jing endured it with difficulty. To arouse her emotions, I deliberately asked crudely, "When you first met me, you never thought you'd be getting your ass fucked, right?"
Jing hummed in agreement, "...No...I never thought of it..."
"Then why did you finally agree now?" I asked knowingly.
"Because you like it!"
"Yes, I like you serving me with your ass." I verbally humiliated Jing.
"Hmm...I like serving you..." Jing's tone became a little excited.
"I never thought that a beautiful manager from a big company would still be pinned down on the bed and fucked in the ass by a man at home."
Jing buried her head in the pillow, half-covering her mouth and letting out a "woof," her body swaying back and forth with my movements.
"What do you think your colleagues at the company would think if they knew I was doing this to you?" I asked relentlessly, slightly increasing the frequency.
Jing moaned and shook her head, but actively offered her buttocks to me.
I smiled smugly and asked, "How is it? Comfortable?"
Jing hesitated for a moment, "It's... okay. Mmm..."
By this time, I had inserted the full length each time, but the frequency was still relatively slow. I leaned forward, supporting my upper body with my left hand, and placed my right hand between Jing's legs, lightly touching the delicate skin of her inner thighs with my fingertips near her vulva. She immediately reacted, her anus twitching several times.
"Do you want me to touch your clitoris?" I teased her.
"Yes..."
"Beg me if you want to."
"Please..." Jing impatiently tried to bring her vulva to my fingers, but I slightly moved my fingers away just before touching her.
"Say you beg your master to touch your cunt."
"Please... please master... touch my cunt..." Jing's voice was almost inaudible, but hearing her, who was once so reserved, say such lewd words, I was already quite satisfied.
As a reward, I covered her vulva with one hand and wiped it: "Look at you, you slut, you can get so wet even when a man is fucking your ass." I wiped the water on her buttocks with my hand, and then pressed my middle finger against her clitoris.
Jing let out a comfortable hum: "Come on!" Her voice was full of provocation.
Seeing that she was quite comfortable, I didn't hold back and began to thrust in and out at a faster pace, while teasing her clitoris and vaginal opening. This position was a bit tiring, but what can I do when I'm being so considerate of my fiancée!
"Is there any pleasure in your anus?" I could feel the squeezing sensations in her anus.
"Hmm... it seems like the pleasure from the front travels to the back..."
"You see, you're destined to be anally penetrated by men. I should have deflowered you before."
I noticed that whenever I verbally humiliated Jing, her reaction was more intense, often accompanied by involuntary moans.
"When your parents gave birth to you, they probably never imagined that their precious daughter would one day be anally penetrated by men, right?" I wondered if Jing could accept talking about her aunt and uncle in such disrespectful language.
"Ah... don't say that..." Jing said, but she seemed even more aroused.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and then pressed harder, continuing, "How about I call your dad and tell him I've stripped his precious daughter naked and am fucking her anus on the bed?"
Jing twisted her body, "Ugh...no...don't..." Jing knew I wouldn't, but she continued to fantasize about it.
"How about I tell your dad how good it feels to fuck you!"
"Please don't tell him, my dad will be heartbroken..." Her voice, slightly tearful, seemed to contain a hint of pleasure; she was truly a perfect masochist!
"Then we'll record it and show it to your dad, see how I spread your legs and fuck your cunt, okay?" Seeing her excitement, I pressed my advantage.
"No! You're bad..." Jing pretended to struggle and twist, but she couldn't escape my grasp.
"Then beg me, don't let your dad see you naked getting fucked."
"Please! Don't let my dad see me...getting fucked..."
"Hahaha...say you like being fucked in the ass by men!"
"I like...oh oh...being fucked by men...um...asshole..." Jing struggled to utter the lewd words.
"What kind of men do you like to have your anus fucked?"
"Strong...brutal...thrusting in without any regard for my feelings..." Jing was completely into it, making my blood boil.
"Then do you want me and Xiaofeng to fuck you together? Let him fuck your cunt, and I'll fuck your asshole."
"Um...you two attack me from above and below, like in porn..." Jing closed her eyes and imagined it without restraint, stimulating me in response.
"Yes!" "I got even more excited when I heard that, and started thrusting rapidly, not caring whether she could take it or not.
Jing shook her head wildly, her long hair rolling like waves, and cried out, 'Husband, be gentle, I can't take it anymore, ah...'
I was at the crucial moment, but I really didn't want to stop: 'Bear with it, I'm about to come, say something slutty!' I held her buttocks tightly to prevent her from escaping.
Jing tore at the pillow, crying out with a mixture of pleasure and pain: 'Ah...come on...you all fuck me together...release yourselves on me...ooh...it hurts so much...husband, touch my cunt!'
At that moment, I suddenly pulled out of Jing's anus, tore off the condom, turned Jing over, and straddled her face. Before she could react, I shoved my penis into her mouth and started thrusting.
'Bitch, lick me, I'm about to come!'" "I grabbed Jing's hair and slammed it against my lower body.
"Ugh...ugh..." Jing's mouth was stuffed full, and she couldn't speak at all. Her brows were furrowed, and her expression was completely masochistic.
I squatted down and inserted my middle finger into her vagina, forcefully fingering her. I could feel the edge of orgasm in my lower body: "How is it? Do you like licking the cock that I just fucked your asshole?"
Jing finally couldn't bear the intense psychological and physical humiliation. Two tears slid down her cheeks, but instead, she wrapped her arms around my buttocks and buried her head into my lower body with her neck. Looking at her slutty appearance, and feeling that her originally straight nose was almost flattened by my lower abdomen, I couldn't help but roar and fill her mouth with thick fluid...

(Sixteen)

I slept until one o'clock on Saturday. After washing up, I hadn't had time to eat when my phone rang.
When I answered, a familiar accent came from the receiver: "Hello! Don, this is John. I just arrived in Shanghai last night." "
John's surname is Chen. He's Taiwanese, two years older than me. We became friends because our fathers knew each other. He always visits me whenever he comes to Shanghai, but he hasn't come in the last two years.
" "Want to go out tonight?" After a few pleasantries, John asked, unsurprisingly.
"Sure, but I have a family to take care of!" I said, looking at Jing who wasn't beside me, lowering my voice with a hint of helplessness.
"It's okay, bring her along. I'm traveling alone too," John chuckled.
After hanging up, Jing, wearing a nightgown, lazily shuffled out of the bedroom. "Who was that?" she asked casually, stretching and yawning.
"A Taiwanese friend, John, the one I told you about. Let's go out tonight!"
"Great! It's been so long since I've been to a bar!" Jing immediately looked expectant. "Hmm... what should I wear?" She rested her chin on one finger, winking playfully at me.
"Anything you like, as long as you look pretty." "I laughed.
"Of course, have I ever embarrassed you?" Jing was quite confident in her looks.
I immediately showered her with flattery, and Jing looked like she knew I was beautiful even without me saying it.
"Let's invite Xiaofeng along!" she suddenly said, "Otherwise, he'll be bored at home alone!" She then glanced at me a little shyly.
"Damn, does everything have to be done in threes?" "I chuckled lewdly and whispered.
Jing punched me lightly, glancing nervously at Xiaofeng's door. Just then, Xiaofeng opened his door and came out, startling Jing.
Ever since Xiaofeng and Jing had been intimate, he hadn't dared to look me in the eye. He timidly called out 'Brother,' his eyes darting nervously back and forth. He told Jing and me that he had found a place yesterday and would be moving out next week.
The place was close to his workplace and not far from here. I asked a few casual questions and said it was a good place. Jing was very enthusiastic, asking all sorts of questions, saying that he could take anything he didn't need from home, and that I could take time off to help him move. Xiaofeng mostly agreed noisily, only insisting that he didn't have much stuff and could move it all by himself. We
agreed to go out together that evening, and Jing went into the kitchen to cook frozen dumplings for breakfast or lunch. Xiaofeng went back to his room, while I sat in the living room surfing the internet.
I opened QQ and found a message from 'Trainer': 'If you're still interested, you can give me your wife's QQ number. I'm usually online at night.'" "Remember, I'll need your cooperation. For example, when you're having sex recently, you can mention me when she's excited. Just call me Brother Qiang."
I felt a surge of excitement when I saw that message. I hesitated for a long time about whether to give him Jing's number, mainly because I was afraid she'd get angry. Then I thought that since she'd already tacitly agreed yesterday, and people are always bolder when they're excited, I replied: "Okay, her number is xxx. Remember, she's quite reserved with strangers, so be patient."
Just as I finished writing, Jing came out of the kitchen with a bowl of dumplings, announcing that dinner was ready. I quickly closed QQ and went over to get her the bowl and chopsticks. She looked at me suspiciously, perhaps still a little guilty, but before she could ask, Xiao Feng left the room, and she suppressed her unease.
After lunch, I sat on the living room sofa reading in the afternoon. Xiaofeng went out to get the keys from the landlord, and Jing sat down at the computer to chat without even washing the dishes. Seeing her open QQ, I thought to myself, 'The "Trainer" probably won't see my reply so soon, right?' I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. After a while, seeing that Jing didn't react in any particular way, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Jing always seemed very happy when chatting, typing very fast, and sometimes she would look at the screen and giggle to herself. Looking at her cute appearance, I couldn't help but smile, my heart filled with love and sweetness. The afternoon sun shone through the curtains, making me feel lazy all over, and I unconsciously closed my eyes.
I don't know how long I dozed off, but suddenly someone shook my shoulders a few times: "Hey! Wake up!"
I groggily hummed but didn't want to open my eyes. This time, a small hand simply pried open my eyelids. I waved my hand to open them, but now I couldn't sleep anymore.
"What are you doing?" I groggily looked at Jing, stretching and muttering in annoyance.
"Who told you to give my QQ number to a stranger?" Jing stared at me sternly, demanding an explanation.
I instantly snapped awake. Hearing her voice was rather loud, I glanced towards Xiaofeng's room.
"He's not back yet," Jing said, noticing my hesitation.
I tried to read her feelings from her face and cautiously said, "It's about what I mentioned to you yesterday!" I playfully grabbed her hand.
"I didn't agree to that yesterday," Jing said, still serious.
"Didn't? You said yesterday that if I touched you, you'd agree." I took the opportunity to reach under her nightgown and touch her thigh. Jing almost laughed, but then her face tightened, and she pushed my hand away: "I was just saying, you actually took it seriously?"
I could tell she wasn't really angry: "So, was that person fun?"
Jing snorted but didn't answer: "Tell me, why did you give my account to someone else?"
"Well... I wanted to learn from other people's... 'training' experience!" I mumbled.
"What training... what kind of woman do you want me to become?" Jing pinched my arm.
"Wow..." I exclaimed dramatically, and Jing finally smiled a little, relentlessly pinching me all over: "See if you dare do it again!"
I resisted fiercely, and finally we both burst into laughter. I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms, and she wouldn't get up. Her hair tickled my nose, but I didn't move.
After enjoying a moment of warm silence, my right hand instinctively reached for her breast, my thumb gently brushing her nipple. Jing hummed in agreement, and her arms tightened around me.
I savored the soft feel of her flesh, teasing her erect nipples occasionally. Jing rubbed her face against my chest, inhaling deeply, and whispered, "I love your scent."
I pulled one of her hands towards my groin. Feeling the hardness in her hand, she let out a soft moan, tapping the head of my penis with her finger and laughing, "You naughty thing..."
She gently rubbed it for a while, then suddenly sat up, grabbing the edge of my shorts and pulling them down. I happily lifted my buttocks to facilitate her movements: "Look how eager you are!" she chuckled softly.
Jing stared at the high bulge beneath my tight black underwear, her eyes seemingly misty, her expression becoming somewhat bewildered. She knelt from the sofa onto the floor, burying her head between my legs, her delicate face rubbing against my genitals through the soft fabric. Her eyes were closed, her lips half-open, and faint breaths escaped from her throat.
Watching her so engrossed, I felt a surge of conquest: 'Such a beautiful woman willingly submits to me…'
At that moment, Jing traced the outline of my penis beneath my underwear, lightly kissing it with her lips. She held part of the fabric in her mouth, looking up at me with a hint of smugness, like a small animal begging for affection.
I'd had enough of her teasing and commanded, "Lick my cock!"
Jing chuckled and obediently pulled my underwear down, revealing my ten-centimeter-long penis dangling before her eyes. She gently pressed it against my abdomen, lowering her head to probe the area below my testicles with her tongue.
I lifted my thigh to make it easier for her to lick my perineum, each stroke from below my testicles to near my anus sending shivers down my spine. Jing seemed to sense my pleasure, pushing her tongue even closer to my anus.
But this was a bit tiring, and I didn't want her to work too hard, so after a while, I reluctantly let her focus on my testicles. She gently took one of my testicles into her mouth and licked it rapidly with her tongue, making me moan with pleasure as I cried out, "Don't stop, just keep licking!" Then she did the other one…
a long, drawn-out motion, her tongue licking from my testicle all the way to the glans. When it reached the coronal sulcus, my penis involuntarily twitched, then immediately slammed back against her tongue, eliciting a soft giggle from her.
Several such long movements followed from left to right, until my penis was covered in her saliva, and her face was damp in several places, a few strands of hair clinging to it, making her look both lewd and sexy. She looked up at me with a smile, gathering her hair back and tying it into a ponytail with the rubber band on her wrist. She
bent down and took my glans into her mouth again, sucking on it for a while, then enveloping it with her lips and teeth, taking it deep inside. I felt myself enveloped by her warm, wet mouth; her tongue stirred, her lips opened and closed, trying to take in more, but finally stopping a few centimeters short.
“You look so slutty licking my cock,” I said, admiring her and humiliating her with a sense of conquest.
Her throat was pressed against my penis, and she let out a soft “ooh,” gently biting me with her teeth, not daring to hurt me, but giving me a threatening glance.
“You dare resist?” I laughed and gently slapped her cheek. She giggled, still unwilling to spit out my penis and speak.
Seeing her two white, plump breasts protruding from the neckline of her nightgown, I couldn't help but say, “Pull down the straps.” But Jing suddenly stood up: “Okay, I’ve had enough.” Before I could react, she laughed and ran away.
I was stunned for a moment, then shouted, “Hey!” I grabbed Jing like an eagle catching a chick, but no matter how softly I spoke to her, she refused to continue: “Bear with it, I’ll give it to you tonight.”
Ten o’clock that night.
When the three of us found John, there was already a bottle of Chivas Regal, a mixed drink, and two full glasses on his table.
He was staring intently at the dice cup in front of him, deep in thought. Across from him sat a girl who immediately caught my eye; she was quite attractive. Before I could get a closer look, I reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "John!"
John looked up at me, a smile spreading across his face as he greeted me. Before he could even say "hello," his eyes darted towards me. I noticed his gaze lingered, and I knew Jing's beauty had also captivated him. Jing had dressed up deliberately tonight, making her already striking features even more striking.
She wore a gold, off-the-shoulder crop top with two straps tied in a knot at the back of her neck, and a black mini-skirt that barely covered her hips—the kind that prevented her from bending over—and gracefully wore delicate high-heeled sandals. Such a sexy outfit—even for a bar outing, she'd only wear it when she was in a good mood.
A wave of vain satisfaction washed over me: 'This is my girlfriend Jing… her cousin Xiaofeng…'
'Oh! Beautiful lady, are you a model?' John's words were so sweet, but I was in a daze and couldn't quite hear him, my eyes seemingly glued to his girlfriend.
If I had to describe that woman in one word, I think the most fitting would be 'vixen.'
Her eyes were strikingly upturned at the corners, her nose narrow and delicate, her lips full and red. Our eyes met, and unlike most girls, she didn't immediately look away. Instead, she looked at me nonchalantly, a faint smile on her face—neither provocative nor flirtatious, but rather a kind of languid confidence. Beneath her captivating face was a large expanse of snow-white breasts, revealing a deep cleavage.
My heart skipped a beat, and I forcefully stopped myself from looking any longer, turning around and saying, "John, who is this?" Then, with what I considered my most charming and graceful demeanor, I nodded and smiled.
"Oh, this is my…friend…Chloe," John said a little shyly, because I knew he hadn't been married long, but his gaze towards Chloe was a mixture of admiration and pride.
The two beauties standing together were truly a sight to behold. Jing and Chloe greeted each other, their expressions somewhat complex. I thought to myself, they were truly evenly matched. However, other people's women are always more alluring, and judging from John's shifty gaze, he felt the same way. Heh!
After settling down, John and I chatted about all sorts of things. I kept glancing at Chloe, and seeing her looking a little bored, I said, "Why don't we all play dice?"
After a few rounds, it was clear that Chloe was the best player among us, while Jing drank almost every round. I observed Chloe's behavior for a couple of rounds and a thought struck me; she seemed to have a touch of worldliness, but it wasn't very obvious. Several times I felt she knew I was watching her, but she didn't show any unusual reaction.
John would throw out jokes and compliments whenever he played with Jing, making her giggle non-stop. Xiao Feng wasn't very good at the game, but he was lucky and didn't drink too much. John and I were of average skill, and having drunk quite a bit casually, we were both a little tipsy.
After about ten rounds of playing, Jing had probably downed half a glass of pure whiskey. Then they played rock-paper-scissors, and I don't know how much she lost, but her face turned crimson, and her movements became increasingly casual. Her legs, which had been crossed, were now flat, constantly moving back and forth with her laughter and body movements.
I could tell from John's furtive glances that he was fantasizing! Luckily, I wasn't at a disadvantage either. My seat was closer to Chloe, so I could openly glance at the upper edge of her exposed breasts every now and then.
Her strapless tube top seemed to be slipping down a bit, gradually revealing more and more, and sometimes she would subtly pull it up a little. Every time she did this, I would pretend to look away casually, but my eyes were definitely on her! Hehe!
Those slightly reserved movements and the elastic fabric instantly stretched thin, outlining the full curves of her breasts, making my heart surge! Fueled by alcohol, I fantasized about her naked on the bed, her two large breasts swaying, still giving me that half-smiling, half-serious look. Suddenly, I felt aroused.
Just then, Jing finally won a round against John. She cheered loudly, forcing him to drink a whole glass, then kept saying she wanted to dance and wanted me to go with her. I was in an awkward position and didn't dare stand up. Quickly, I said, "I've only had a little, I haven't felt anything yet!"
Jing pouted. Then Chloe interjected, "I want to dance too, I'll go with you." Jing excitedly pulled her and turned to leave, but then suddenly turned back and pulled Xiaofeng along, giving me a defiant glare with a disdainful expression. Xiaofeng, a little embarrassed by Jing pulling his hand, followed along awkwardly.
I watched the three of them squeeze into the crowd for a while, only to find the dance floor completely full. They ended up dancing in a small open space not far from our seats. Chloe's dance was clearly well-practiced; her head-shaking and hip-twisting movements exuded youthful and fashionable charm. In comparison, while Jing and Xiaofeng danced well, their performances ultimately seemed ordinary.
Perhaps sensing the fervor in my eyes, John suddenly said, "She used to be a lead dancer at xx." My
face flushed, and I gave a faint "Oh" before turning back with a smile, "No wonder she dances so well."
"Your girlfriend is very beautiful too!" John leaned back on the sofa, seemingly half-drunk.
By this time, several men around Chloe and Jing had turned to look at them. If it weren't for Xiaofeng, their protector, getting in their way, someone would definitely have approached them. For
some reason, the two of them danced with increasing enthusiasm, almost touching, their movements becoming increasingly sexy and alluring. I don't know Chloe, and Jing isn't usually this outgoing. I guess she's probably drunk and influenced by another beautiful woman!
John and I chatted idly, downing drinks one after another, but my mind was already on the two girls.
I watched with rapt attention as Jing, her body swaying with exposed skin, seemed to be engaging in foreplay with Chloe on the dance floor, teasing every man around us.
Finally, one of the guys couldn't resist gently patting Jing's shoulder, leaning close to her cheek and whispering something in her ear. Jing glanced at me with a smile, listening intently, then shook her head at him. The guy looked somewhat helpless, but still politely nodded and walked away. Several of his friends followed, laughing and joking, clearly mocking his unsuccessful attempt.
"Someone's trying to pick up your girl!" John laughed rather brazenly, his tongue already slurring.
"Be careful they don't switch their attention to Chloe," I retorted.
"She's not my wife, why should I worry?" he said. I thought to myself, that's true.
Suddenly, John held up his phone to my face and said, "Come on, take a look." I looked down and saw a private photo of Chloe on his iPhone screen.
In the photo, she was changing clothes, one hand still inside a t-shirt, revealing a large expanse of skin from her armpit to her thigh and a set of black lingerie; her ample breasts were full beneath a lace bra, creating a deep cleavage, her abdomen was only slightly protruding, and her buttocks were pert and not sagging—truly a beauty.
My face flushed red, and I felt like I was on fire inside. I quickly said, "Hey, aren't you afraid she'll beat you up?" But my eyes wouldn't leave her.
John made a move to take the phone back, but I stopped him: "Hey, since you're being a good Samaritan, let me see it clearly!"
John laughed loudly: "Take your time, there's more to come."
I flipped down to another picture, which was a close-up of her face. The bottom part just reached her collarbone; nothing was shown in the crucial areas, but upon closer inspection, I realized she was lying in bed, her expression almost dripping with desire.
She was naturally alluring, and this slightly squinted eye, half-open lips, and half her face pressed against the pillow made me imagine the scene. I couldn't help but flip down to another picture.

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