[Urban] Sexual Encounters Between Pre-marital Couples (Complete) - 10

(23)

After assigning some work to Helen, I took a break and called Jasmine.
"Hello!" Jasmine's voice came through the receiver.
"It's me!" I laughed; she should be happy to hear my voice!
"Who is it?"
I felt a sudden sense of defeat: "You can't even recognize my voice? Think again."
"Don?"
"Yeah!" I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh... hello... why does it show you're calling from an internal extension?"
"I'm upstairs!" I laughed: "I'm here on a business trip for a week."
"Oh." Her voice was unexpectedly calm; perhaps it wasn't convenient with colleagues around?
"Let's have dinner together tonight?"
"Um... no, I have something to do tonight." She stammered.
My enthusiasm was immediately dampened, and I hesitated before saying, "Oh... uh... how about we go downstairs for coffee before I leave work?"
She seemed a little embarrassed too: "Okay!"
...
Sitting across from Jasmine, I looked at her with mixed feelings.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" I asked tentatively.
She lowered her head and sipped her latte, then said after a moment, "No."
A pang of discomfort shot through me. "Then why won't you have dinner with me?"
"I have something to do tonight."
"Tomorrow night is fine too."
She fell silent.
"Don't you like me anymore?"
Hearing my question, her eyes suddenly reddened. Though she smiled, it seemed more painful than tears.
Seeing her like this, my heart trembled, and I softly asked, "What's wrong?" I reached out to take her small hand.
She avoided my hand, took a deep breath, and stared at me, saying, "Since you left last time, you've sent me five text messages, not a single call. Now you suddenly appear and ask me if I don't like you anymore?"
I suddenly realized, but was rendered speechless.
She continued, "I know you have many women, and I haven't been delusional enough to possess you, but I always thought you could spare some attention for me."
I wanted to defend myself, but everything I said seemed futile.
"I'm asking you, is it too much to ask that you call me often, or that I call you when I'm lonely at night?"
I shook my head silently.
"Can you do that?"
I hesitated for a long time. "I can call you, but I have a girlfriend."
She smiled sadly. "I know, but you can't even lie to me or coax me."
We sat silently for a long time. "Let's go!" she suddenly said.
"Okay, why don't you go first, and don't let your colleagues see us going up together."
"Okay."
Watching her long legs, which still made my heart flutter, disappear into the elevator, I knew I had lost her. Although fate is like duckweed, there was still an indelible guilt and loss in my heart.
That night, alone in the hotel room, I had no desire to go out and seek pleasure. Lying on the bed with my arm as a pillow, I relived the passions I had experienced in my life in my mind, mixed with smiles and melancholy. My memory ends with the beautiful Jing. Suddenly, I miss her so much—only she truly belongs to me. Only in her presence can I not carefully hide my true feelings, lest it affect the probability of her sleeping with me.
I picked up my phone and dialed Jing's number. The phone rang incessantly, making me, who was prepared to say "I love you" as the first thing, feel somewhat disappointed. After more than ten rings, I hung up the phone in a sullen mood.
...
The next evening, the boss of the Xi'an branch treated us to dinner. After getting half-drunk, a few young people suggested continuing the party. Seven or eight men and women, laughing and joking, found a nightclub and got a booth. Seeing Helen sit down, I instinctively took the lead and sat down next to her.
As the dice rolled, a bottle of VSOP soda was quickly devoured. It wasn't that I didn't realize things were getting a bit out of control, but everyone was having so much fun, so let them drink. Anyway, Helen had drunk quite a bit, hehe!
She was wearing a knitted sweater today. Her chest wasn't particularly large, but her soft curves were still very alluring. When she first arrived, her legs were tightly pressed together under her skirt, but after a few rounds, she wasn't as wary. She didn't even mind when I whispered jokes in her ear.
Just as I was having a good time, my phone rang. I saw it was Jing and quickly stepped out from the crowd to answer it: "Hello?"
Jing, hearing how noisy my background was, started yelling, "Oh, so you're secretly playing by yourself while I'm not around."
I laughed, "It's a company dinner, you didn't answer my calls last night."
"I didn't hear it, I was taking a shower!"
"How's Hangzhou?"
"It's alright, we're having dinner with clients." Jing suddenly smiled, a mix of shyness and pride: "One of the clients' kids said I look like a celebrity!"
"What does he want?"
"Just because someone compliments me doesn't mean they want something!" Jing said discontentedly, "It's not like you!"
I thought to myself, I understand men better than you do: "Okay, I'll tell you when we get back."
"You jerk, you don't want to talk to me when you're having fun, huh?"
"No! It's too noisy, it's tiring to listen."
"Okay, okay, bye!"
Back in the crowd, I saw it was only eleven o'clock, so I asked the waiter to add another bottle of wine. We all downed a drink, and emboldened by the alcohol, I said, "Let's play a paper-tearing game!" None of them understood, so I tore off a tissue and had a more outgoing girl on my right take it, then I ripped off a piece. They laughed and said, "Fun! Let's play this."
I was initially worried Helen wouldn't participate, but seeing her laugh and remain silent, I was secretly pleased.
Since I initiated it, it naturally started with me. I said, "Turn left this time, to Helen's side." Hearing this, she saw me with a piece of tissue in my mouth, looked at me somewhat awkwardly for a while, then cautiously brought her mouth closer. Although my eyes were looking elsewhere, I could see out of the corner of my eye that her cheek was only centimeters away from my lips, and a faint scent of perfume made me even more aroused.
She finally managed to bite off a piece, but it was only about the size of a coin. The boy to her left pretended to take a bite, and she immediately surrendered with a coquettish laugh, taking a sip amidst everyone's laughter and encouragement.
Round after round, they got drunk and took turns dancing. By the time the second bottle was empty, everyone was basically staggering.
In my hazy state, I only remember Helen passing out on the sofa, me pointing at her and laughing with a few male colleagues… Later, I patted her and said, “Hey! Wake up!” She waved her arms incoherently, saying something I couldn’t understand… Then I staggered and helped her into a taxi, slurring “Shangri-La” to the driver.
Alcohol really does embolden women. Seeing Helen’s bleary eyes, I gently nudged her, and she leaned weakly against my shoulder. I put an arm around her somewhat bony shoulder and, with the car’s jolts, lightly kissed her forehead. It was the first time I’d been so intimate with her, and I felt a long-held desire fulfilled.
She suddenly muttered, "You're so annoying!" and weakly pushed me away. I heard a hint of coquetry in her dissatisfaction, and I was overjoyed. I lifted her chin with one hand and lowered my head to kiss her lips. She struggled for a moment, but I held her firmly, and she couldn't escape. Her body went limp, and she let me taste her fragrant lips, only pursing her lips in return, refusing to let my tongue penetrate. Even so, I was still thrilled by the kiss.
This was the perfect opportunity to press my advantage. I teased her with my tongue, freeing my left hand to grasp her small hand. Seeing that she didn't flinch, I took the opportunity to run my hand up her upper arm. Even through the fabric, I could feel its soft warmth. I
deliberately let the base of my thumb brush against the mound of her breasts, then subtly moved it away, squeezing out her space to maintain her composure without giving her enough reason to object.
This movement would normally be more forceful, but judging from her current state, she shouldn't be so lucid as to react violently, and indeed, that was the case. Actually, I was about 70% drunk, but my male instincts still told me what to do. Seeing that she didn't move, I continued kissing her to distract her, while boldly using the palm of my hand next to my thumb to stroke one of her breasts. Even through the padding, I could vaguely feel its delicate beauty.
She felt my movement and tried to block me with her hand, but I had already moved my hand away. Seeing that she still didn't react strongly, I simply went back and firmly grasped her left breast. She let out a "Ah!" and tried to pull her head away, but I held her tightly, unable to escape. Her small hands weakly pushed me, but she couldn't get rid of the way I was rubbing her breasts.
Seeing that she struggled but didn't get angry, perhaps because she was too drunk, I was about to tease her a bit when I heard the driver coldly say, "We've arrived." Only then did I realize that the car had stopped in front of the hotel. I immediately sobered up a bit, paid the fare somewhat awkwardly, and struggled to help Helen out of the car.
With my help, she staggered into the hotel. I felt the strange looks from the staff and receptionist. I put my arm around her and went into the elevator, pressing my room's floor without asking her.
"I don't stay here... seventh floor." Her head rested on me; I knew she would collapse if I didn't support her.
"I know," I smiled smugly and kissed her forehead.
The elevator doors opened with a "ding!" but she gently pulled away from me, swaying against the wall inside, and said, "I'm not going..."
I didn't let her say more, grabbing her and pulling her out, saying gently, "Don't let the hotel staff laugh at us. Don't worry, I definitely won't force you to do anything you don't want to do." Of course, it would be seduction, not rape...
I coaxed and tricked her into the room, and a sense of triumph welled up inside me as I closed the door.
I turned and gently pushed her against the wall. I grabbed her hands and pinned them to her sides. She turned her face away from me, but I kissed her without warning. Her lips twitched, and I seized the opportunity to kiss her neck. She murmured "Mmm" and turned her head back, but this time I caught her red-handed.
Our breathing became heavy as we intertwined. I slipped one hand under her skirt. She tried to stop me, but I couldn't resist her force. I slowly and firmly moved my hand towards her buttocks. The plump flesh fell into my palm, and my sense of conquest grew stronger. I kissed her roughly while simultaneously grasping her breast with my other hand.
"No..." she struggled, briefly pulling away from my lips, only to have them captured again...
"No... you... mmm... mmm... I'll call for help!" Normally I might have been scared, but now I was incredibly brave. Hearing her say that, I laughed instead. I slowed my movements, then suddenly bent down and picked her up, carrying her to the bed.
"What...what are you doing? Put me down..." She tugged at my clothes, twisting and trying to escape, but ultimately didn't shout.
I gently laid her down on the bed, pressing down on her before she could roll away, staring at her with a mischievous grin, "Go ahead and shout!"
She still had sleepy eyes, glancing at me sideways, biting her lower lip, her expression unreadable, her chest rising and falling slightly: "Is this how you usually bully girls?"
I heard no disgust in her tone, so I leaned closer to her face and smiled, "Does anyone usually dare to bully you like this?"
"No!" she blurted out without batting an eye.
"You look so charming when you're angry!" I teased, "You can't keep a straight face like this anymore!"
She was momentarily speechless, choked up, unsure what to say. Before she could speak, I looked into her eyes and said softly, "I like you."
She glanced at me, then turned her face away, saying, "You say that to every girl, do you
think I don't know?" I was secretly delighted. She didn't say she didn't like me; she was expressing that she couldn't believe I was truly sincere towards her.
“I don’t take every girl back to my hotel room.” I said, teasing her hand with a light kiss. “Don’t you think you’re attractive?”
“You dare say there’s nothing between you and Nikki?” she asked coldly, looking at me.
I was speechless for a moment, then asked, “What did she say to you?”
“She said you’re a womanizer and told me to ignore you.”
I suddenly realized why she had always been so aloof towards me; someone had been trying to sabotage my relationship. I couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, she said that to you? And then you deliberately sat on my lap on the plane?”
She widened her eyes and said, “I didn’t!!”
I laughed loudly. “I’ll let the first time on the subway be an accident, but it can’t be a coincidence the second time, right?”
She said anxiously, “I…you…I’m not as shameless as you!”
I said shamelessly, “Fine, then I’ll show you how shameless I can be.” With that, I pressed down on her and kissed her passionately.
“Mmm…” She struggled and twisted, but her breasts instantly succumbed to my hands, and my knees forced her thighs apart. My lower body rubbed, bumped, and teased her mons pubis through her clothes… Unexpectedly, she began to kiss me back, her hands no longer pushing me away but instead grabbing my hair.
A surge of heat coursed through me; I knew she was finally hooked. I continued kissing her while reaching to unbutton her clothes, and before I had finished, I impatiently pulled down her bra, revealing most of her breasts. Her most intimate part was suddenly exposed before my eyes, and she involuntarily closed her eyes. The next moment, that rosy nipple was in my mouth. She trembled, took a deep breath, and her hands, which had been holding my hair, immediately loosened, resting lightly on my neck.
I tasted her nipple in my mouth while my hands continued their work, unbuttoning her clothes and then unhooking her bra. I took a quick look at her breasts; they weren't very large, but the skin was delicate, and the nipples were light in color and perky. Without lingering to look any longer, I buried my face in those soft mounds of flesh, enjoying their ministrations.
With her upper garment undone, I slipped my right hand between her legs, teasing her vulva through her thin panties, causing her to squeeze her legs together and let out a soft moan. I could hear the pleasure in her voice, so I deliberately teased her clitoris and vaginal opening, soon feeling the fabric become slightly damp. Still worried she wasn't fully open, I parted her panties and teased her delicate vulva until it was slick with her juices.
Seeing the time was right, I lifted her two soft, pink legs, pulled down her panties, and quickly unzipped my own pants. She silently let me do as I pleased, her eyes half-open, I couldn't tell if she was looking at me. Afraid she might suddenly wake up and object, I didn't even have time to take off my shirt before rushing back to her, but due to the alcohol, I couldn't get an erection after a few thrusts.
I felt a little anxious, so I took her hand and made her hold it on my genitals. The delicate touch felt incredibly good, but she just held it without moving. I wanted her to use her hands or mouth on me, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. Just then, she whispered, "Stop messing around, let's go to sleep!"
I was incredibly unwilling, but I couldn't object at that moment. I sighed inwardly, rolled off her, and pulled the covers over ourselves, wrapping ourselves in them.
"I drank..." I murmured, feeling somewhat humiliated.
"Serves you right!" she chuckled softly against my chest.
"Nikki said a lot of bad things about me, didn't she?"
"Yeah! She said you have a lot of women."
"Then why were you so affectionate with me today?" I reached out and pinched her waist, teasingly.
She snorted, and after a while said, "But then she told me she wanted to apply to be your assistant, and I realized she was just afraid I liked you, so she deliberately said bad things about you in front of me."
I thought to myself, female friendships are really... something else. But I finally understood why this woman accepted me today, even though it was aided by alcohol.
After lying there for a while and exchanging a few words, I got up and took a shower. On my way back wrapped in a bath towel, I remembered that my phone was still on. I picked it up and saw a text message from Jing at 12 o'clock: "Honey, I'm drunk. A handsome guy said he'd take me back to the hotel!" I felt a pang of irritation and immediately started fantasizing...
'Will Jing be taken advantage of by someone else? Like what I did to Helen tonight... Will she be dizzy and kissed, with a man's hand reaching inside her clothes to touch her round and tender breasts... or even tricked into bed and stripped naked, her beautiful flesh exposed to his gaze, and taken advantage of in her powerless struggle, becoming another man's proudest achievement in his sex history...'
Just as I was lost in thought, I suddenly realized that my lower body was already erect. I turned to look at Helen, who was sleeping soundly under the covers, threw down my phone, went over and lifted the covers...

(Twenty-four)

Helen was naked under the covers. With a chill as the covers were lifted, she opened her eyes with a "Ah!" and was instantly pinned down by me. Kiss rained down on her face and neck, which she awkwardly accepted… My lips moved lower and lower, finally taking her tender nipple into my mouth, gently biting it with my teeth. The fleshy, tender nipple, like a small glutinous rice ball in sweet rice wine, was teased by my tongue, eliciting a moan from her.
Lost in passion, I grasped my penis in one hand, poking it between her labia a few times before finding its hidden passage, slowly pushing it in. “Gently… gently…” she murmured, her brows furrowing as she gripped my waist.
I carefully penetrated deeper, little by little. When the entire length was inside her, feeling the tightness of being completely enveloped, her soft moan made me look closely at the woman beneath me, my heart filled with a sense of conquest.
My list of conquests had grown again… How many now? Eleven, or twelve… I'll count later.
I'm not a selfish person in bed; pleasure is doubled when shared. I kissed her gently, my lower body moving in and out slowly, giving her ample time to adjust.
"That's enough..." The initial awkwardness gradually turned into a smooth sensation, and her focused breathlessness unconsciously transformed into soft moans.
I increased the frequency and intensity, savoring the difference between her vagina and Jing's through the pleasure transmitted from my penis. Jing's vagina was petite, slightly shallow and tight. Hers, on the other hand, was deep and secluded, with a similar feeling of being enveloped, but her vaginal fluids were as slippery as honey, making my penis tingle slightly during vigorous thrusting, an indescribable comfort.
During sex, the feelings of two people are often interconnected. She closed her eyes and panted, and after a trembling sound, she mumbled, "So good..."
Although it was just a soft sentence, this unintentional expression was a great encouragement to me. My heart surged with passion, teasing and stimulating her with varying frequencies, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, and giving her a sudden, unexpected impact. When the technique sublimated into the purest carnal collision, she opened her eyes wide, gripped my arm tightly, and stared into my eyes with a complex expression. With the opening and closing of our bodies, sexual passion surged and filled her brain.
Just hours ago, this woman was my innocent colleague, but now I've stripped her naked, letting my genitals freely penetrate her most private and tender parts. The thought alone is unbearable.
"Say 'fuck me'!" I commanded breathlessly.
"Fuck...me..." Her expression was indistinguishable between pain and pleasure, but when a woman is under a man, obedience becomes instinct.
I'm usually very careful, but for some reason, at this moment I wanted to completely possess this woman, in the most primal and instinctive way.
"Let me cum inside you, okay?" I asked gruffly.
She kept her eyes closed and didn't answer.
"Okay?" I repeated the question, my lower body already reaching a breaking point of pleasure.
Still no answer, but she didn't try to pull away at all; this tacit consent was enough.
I bit her neck, all my desire transforming into an irresistible burst of pleasure that erupted at this moment. With a muffled roar, I ejaculated wave after wave of semen into her body. She seemed to sense something too, clinging tightly to me and whispering in my ear, "Give it to me...give it to me!"
From that moment on, she was in me.
She had received my seed.
It felt so satisfying.
I was still burying my head in the pillow, panting heavily, already feeling a surge of triumph.
The woman, just conquered, possessed a tender, uneasy air. She lay softly in my arms, silent for a while as I gently caressed her, then suddenly said, "So tired...can I sleep here for now? I'll go back to my room tomorrow morning...I'm so lazy, I don't want to go out."
I laughed, "You didn't want to come two hours ago, and now you don't want to leave?"
Seeing that I didn't seem impatient, she seemed relieved, pouting, "Tch, look how smug you are!"
I grinned mischievously, "This is the first time I've slept with this beautiful woman I've been thinking about, and she's letting me plant my seed inside her. How could I not be smug?"
She let out a soft moan, pinched me lightly, and we laughed and joked, a sweet atmosphere bringing our hearts even closer.
...
The next day at work, although I tried my best to hide it, the occasional glances she gave me still made me smile involuntarily. At lunchtime, when no one was around, I secretly handed her a box of emergency contraception I'd bought. She blushed and clutched it tightly in her hand.
But I hadn't forgotten the unexpected stimulation Jing had given me last night. I was increasingly curious whether, while I was conquering other women, Jing had been taken advantage of by someone else.
Finally, just before the end of the workday, I found a moment to call Jing from outside.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Jing's slightly embarrassed voice came through the receiver, followed by the hollow echo of her high heels on the marble floor.
"Okay, all done."
"What, is it inconvenient?"
Jing chuckled. "Yeah!"
"Afraid someone will hear?"
"Clients, of course!"
"What, can't your boyfriend call?"
"I'm afraid he'll get jealous!" she giggled.
Upon hearing this, I feigned anger and said, "Damn it! Who's jealous? Why should I be jealous?"
Jing said smugly, "I'm quite popular here!"
"Tsk tsk... By the way, what happened last night? Did you do anything bad behind my back?"
Jing chuckled, seemingly a little embarrassed, "
I'll tell you when I get back." Seeing her hesitate, my heart churned, and I quickly pressed, "Were you taken in?"
Jing scolded, "What! You're just talking nonsense!"
Hearing her denial, I felt a little relieved, but also a little disappointed, "Oh, then what happened?"
"I'm not telling you. Call me tonight if you want to hear!"
I was figuring out how to make time for her that evening: "Okay!"
"I'm going back now, bye!"
After work, I had dinner with Helen, and I told her I had something to rush to finish and would come to her room later. She agreed without hesitation. Hehe! Strike while the iron is hot.
I dialed Jing's number as soon as I got back to my room, but no one answered. I dialed twice, but it was still no answer, so I went to take a shower. Imagining Jing's story from last night, I got incredibly hard while showering.
On the third try, it finally went through.
"Honey..." Jing called out sweetly, "Let me tell you in bed later." I heard the rustling of clothes and her languid moans beside me: "Okay, all done..."
"In bed?"
"Yes!"
"Are you dressed?"
"Um... just wearing underwear."
My mind immediately conjured up Jing's half-naked, snow-white body, the friction of her sensitive skin against the blankets, her two pink legs tightly intertwined...
"You little slut, your husband's not here, why are you making yourself so sexy?"
"To seduce men!" Jing laughed after saying that.
Caught off guard by Jing's words, I was stunned. I hadn't expected her to be so bold.
"Damn! You got aroused last night, didn't you?" I probed.
Jing gave a drawn-out "Mmm," then said in a seductive voice, "Honey, you don't know... I was teased so hard... It was so difficult to keep it from you!"
Hearing this, my nose almost bled, and my lower body immediately bulged in my pants. "Tell me about it."
"Do you really want to hear about me being teased by other men? Honey..." Jing knew my fetish perfectly well and didn't miss the chance to tease me.
"Mmm!" I said heavily, my breath already ragged.
Jing's voice seemed to tremble slightly: "Why do you want to hear it?"
"I like it when other men tease you... Tell me how they seduce you, take advantage of you, one move at a time, it's more exciting than me doing it myself." I got aroused myself, feeling my mouth dry and my throat a little hoarse.
Jing sighed softly on the other end of the line: "You're such a pervert... Okay, last night we had dinner and drinks with clients, and there was this handsome young man, the one who said I looked like a movie star, who sat next to me the whole time, drinking with me..."
"How old was he?" I interrupted.
“Actually… he’s probably only a year or two younger than me, and he’s quite good-looking, a bit like Louis Koo.” Jing smiled and continued, “Later on, another girl and I got a little tipsy, and he offered to take us home… I felt a bit… something was off, but I was really drunk… He took the other girl home first, and then took me to the hotel.”
“Did he touch you in the car?”
“No,” Jing seemed to recall for a moment, “He acted quite gentlemanly in the car… When we got there, I said I could get in myself, but he wouldn’t let me, saying I was too drunk, and he helped me up.”
“So cliché!” I interjected, somewhat disdainfully but also expectantly.
“I wasn’t very steady on my feet, so I didn’t insist, and…” Jing paused, drawing out the last syllable.
“And what?” I knew there was something fishy going on, and asked.
“Don’t be angry! I don’t know why, maybe drinking really does make you lose control… I was a little curious, and wanted to see what he would do to me…” Jing’s voice trailed off as she spoke, finally chuckling shyly.
"Damn! What else could it be?" I cursed, but inside I was thrilled. Jing had become so wanton.
Hearing no anger in my voice, Jing continued in a sweet, seductive tone, "I don't know why, I just suddenly had this urge… He helped me into the elevator, and then naturally and gently put his arm around me… I felt weak all over, and my heart was pounding."
"The elevator seemed to go on for a long time… Then the doors opened, and he still had his arm around me, asking which room I was staying in. Luckily, I'd been drinking, otherwise I probably wouldn't have been able to speak." "
Then I told him my room number, and he led me to the door and asked me to open it. At that point, I got a little scared, thinking I couldn't do anything to betray him."
"Damn! You seduced him, and now you're backing down?" I laughed and scolded.
"No, he did it on his own initiative..."
"Okay, okay, continue."
"I said as I took the room key, 'No need to see me off, you can go back!' He completely ignored me, took the key, opened the door, and half-pushed, half-dragged me into the room... As soon as the door closed, he hugged me and kissed me..." Jing's voice trembled slightly. She cleared her throat and continued, "I tried to avoid him and even pushed him, but he was so strong, I couldn't push him away no matter what..."
My heart was pounding. This was practically a replica of last night's story in my room, except the female protagonist was my fiancée, and the male protagonist was another man.
"Did you kiss him?"
"I think we kissed! But not in a kissing way... I kept dodging..."
"Did he touch you?"
"He wanted to touch my breasts... I didn't let him."
"You didn't let him touch you, so you didn't?"
"Um... no... he started touching my... thighs..." Jing described it like squeezing toothpaste, which gave me a thrill from gradually uncovering the truth.

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