[Urban] Sexual Encounters Between Pre-marital Couples (Complete) - 17

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I saw him pull out at the last moment, and my heart relaxed. I watched as he ejaculated pools of white fluid onto Jing's back, but my mind couldn't help but imagine him roaring, recklessly spraying his seed directly into Jing's pure vagina, his wildly thrusting penis coating every fold of her vaginal walls with semen... Oh... Thinking of the erotic parts, I felt a little dizzy.
Qiang Ge was still frowning and stroking, squeezing out the last drop of fluid from Jing's snowy buttocks before patting her thigh, panting, and turning to smile at me. He was covered in sweat, tore off some tissues to wipe Jing's back, and then plopped down on the sofa, his eyes still fixed on Jing's naked body.
Jing seemed unable to bear the humiliation, lying motionless on the sofa armrest, her hands still tied behind her back. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open, panting slightly, only her back rising and falling slightly. I saw tear stains on her eyes, smudged with mascara, like a rose battered by a storm. A mixture of pity and impulse welled up inside me, and I reached out to untie her hands. Just as I was about to stand up, I felt her pull me back. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, her expression a mixture of exhaustion and contentment.
I leaned closer to her face, tenderly kissing her delicate cheek. When I reached her neck, it seemed ticklish, and she giggled weakly, pulling away. She then turned and pulled me against her, her full breasts pressing against my chest. Seeing her half-drunk, rosy expression, her ample breasts standing tall, I immediately felt aroused. I reached out to
touch her breasts, but she chuckled and pushed me away, looking at me intently and whispering, "You said yourself, you can only look, not touch..." The drawn-out tone was full of teasing.
Seeing her refuse, my lust intensified. I wanted to pounce on her and grab her tender flesh, yet a strange pleasure lingered in my mind, as if Jing had suddenly become a woman I desired but could not have, within reach yet unattainable. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I steeled myself and smiled at Jing, then turned to Qiang and said, "Qiang, why don't you go take a shower first?"
Qiang had just gotten up and put on his shorts. Hearing me say this, he seemed somewhat surprised, looking at me tentatively, and asked, "Is it convenient? I can shower at the hotel."
My throat was dry, and my voice became hoarse. I cleared my throat and replied, "Well... it's so late, you can stay at our place tonight."
Qiang's expression instantly relaxed, and he said, "Okay, then I'll bother you."
I turned to look at Jing with a smug expression. Seeing her make a fierce face and glance at me sideways, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and I felt a sense of certainty.
Qiang had just stepped into the bathroom when he suddenly turned around and said, "Xiao Dong, could you give me a pair of plastic slippers? I don't want these cotton ones to get wet."
I quickly agreed, then suddenly remembered that I only had one pair of men's plastic slippers at home. The thought of having to wear his worn ones made me feel a little uncomfortable. Then I thought, "Damn it, he's already used my wife's shoes, and he can't even afford a pair of slippers!" I couldn't help but laugh at myself.
Qiang noticed my strange expression and looked at me with some confusion. I still smiled and shook my head, handing him my slippers.
After the sound of water came from the bathroom, only Jing and I were left in the living room. Jing, wearing a nightgown, sat on my lap, staring at me with a sullen expression, and said, "Why did you ask him to stay and sleep?"
I felt a little flustered and stammered, "I wanted... um..."
Jing changed her expression and hugged my neck, whispering, "Do you want... me to... spend the night with him?"
My face flushed, and I hummed in agreement.
Jing pinched me: "Didn't you get enough of watching just now? Are you trying to kill me with exhaustion?"
"Uh... I felt so excited... You know I like watching you and other people... that." I had no choice but to tell the truth, and couldn't help but ask, "Was it comfortable just now?"
Jing seemed both amused and annoyed, her face flushed, and she reached out to touch my lower body, breathing into my ear: "So hard... Don't you want it?"
Even through my pants, I could still feel the softness of her small hand on my lower body, which had been neglected all night. Her just-right caresses made me feel so comfortable that I almost moaned.
"I want it... but I also feel... unable to have it... It's so exciting..."
I panted, filled with intense excitement.
Jing suddenly stopped what she was doing, looked straight at me, and said softly, "Do you still love me?"
I hugged her anxiously and said urgently, "Of course I love you!"
Jing stared at me for a while, her brows gradually relaxing, and suddenly chuckled, getting up and turning around lightly. Her gaze swept across the television screen, she tilted her head to look, then half-turned around and smiled, "Honey,
am I pretty?" I saw that all the photos had finished playing, the image frozen on the last one. Jing had changed back into the modern clothes she wore that morning, leaning against the half-open old wooden door, looking back into the yard with a shy and questioning expression, as if recalling a fleeting, unattainable dream from the past.
Looking at Jing beside me, her once neatly styled hair was now loose, a few strands falling across her forehead. The blush on her face hadn't faded, her smile both innocent and sensual. A thin silk nightgown partially concealed her alluring, mature body; one strap slipped down her arm, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white shoulder and chest. The curves of her figure led my gaze down to her slender, delicate legs, standing gracefully.
I sincerely praised her, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
Jing, basking in my praise, giggled, "You know how to talk." She gracefully walked to me, bit her finger, and gazed at me for a long while before suddenly releasing it. Her soft hands gently caressed her sides, slowly moving down to her skirt, gently lifting it.
The last of Jing's clothes silently slipped to her ankles, revealing her fair body once again, slender yet not bony, mature yet youthful.
As if hearing silent music, she slightly bent her knees, her alluring eyes watching me sway gently. Her movements, as gentle as rippling spring water, gradually unfolded her shapely arms, her full hips swaying rhythmically. Every alluring curve of her naked body shifted in motion, a beauty that no master's sculpture could rival.
With her hands gathered behind her head and her eyes closed, Jing utterly expressed herself through her body, her breathing gradually becoming clearer, interspersed with a few barely audible, delicate nasal sounds, adding rhythm to the silent melody.
I was captivated by Jing's beauty and charm, momentarily stunned. Jing moved closer and closer to me, and before I knew it, she was kneeling before me, reaching down to unzip her pants, her two mesmerizing eyes fixed on me. As her underwear was pulled down, my hard penis, restrained all night, sprang out like a dragon breaking free of its chains, swaying slightly. Jing stared intently at it, her eyes filled with sweetness, even a hint of surprise and adoration.
"So big..." Her red lips approached the shaft, tracing its contours up and down, but not touching it. Her hot breath caressed my desperately craving genitals, making me almost unable to resist grabbing her hair, pressing her down beneath me, giving my penis a warm home.
"Do you want it..." Jing breathed.
“I want to…”
Jing looked up at me, her tongue hovering a centimeter from the head of my penis, “Do you want me to blow you…” But she stopped just before we touched.
I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this way. A tidal wave of desire made it hard to think. Two opposing voices roared in my head, one shouting, “Put it in her mouth!”
The other howled, “It’s more exciting to hold back!”
I didn’t know what to choose. Seeing me speechless, Jing simply took my penis into her mouth. She opened her mouth wide to prevent my shaft from touching her oral cavity. Even so, my incredibly sensitive penis could still clearly feel a warm, moist sensation surrounding it. It involuntarily jumped, lightly touching her palate, only to be pushed back onto her soft, wet tongue. Even though it was just a brief contact, it made me groan with pleasure.
Jing dodged and weaved, her half-smile, half-closed, made her appear particularly wanton and alluring by her wide-open mouth. A
trickle of drool ran down her chin, but she, usually so delicate, didn't bother to wipe it away. My willpower instantly reached its limit; I almost shouted. Just as I was about to reach out and press the back of her head, I heard the door open beside me, and Qiang came out. Jing quickly withdrew her mouth like a startled bird pecking at its prey, covering her chest with her hands. I felt both disappointed and relieved, speechless for a moment.
Qiang chuckled, "Oh, sorry to bother you, don't worry about me, keep going!"
He turned and went back into the bathroom.
Seeing that he hadn't closed the door, I took a breath and forced my still-erect penis back into my pants. Composing myself, I said to Jing in as calm a tone as possible, "Why don't you go take a shower first?"
Jing nodded, covered herself with her nightgown, and hurried into the bedroom. Then I heard the sound of a drawer opening.
I got up and walked to the bathroom door, my eyes sweeping over the man in front of me. After all, I was over forty, with a slightly protruding belly and a fair amount of body hair. This man had just enjoyed the beautiful fiancée I had offered him for free, and I, like someone addicted to opium, wanted more.
"Brother Qiang, you can sleep with Xiao Jing tonight." Although I lowered my voice, Jing could probably still hear me. Hearing myself say this made me feel both shameless and aroused.
He didn't seem particularly surprised, but he was clearly pleased, looking at me with a hint of slyness, and lowered his voice to ask, "Should I close the door or leave it open?"
I thought for a moment, "Leave it open."
He smiled knowingly, "Sometimes I really admire you." He seemed to hesitate for a moment before continuing, "Should I help her wash later?"
Hearing this, I felt another strange, heavy thud in my heart. Just as I was about to speak, I heard Jing's footsteps coming from the bedroom, but she stopped at the door. I knew she must have heard us talking, and she was in an awkward position, so she couldn't come over. I pretended not to notice, silently nodded to Brother Qiang, turned around and went back to the living room to sit down, and only then did Jing come out with her head down. Qiang was still in front of the bathroom mirror when he saw Jing hesitating at the door. He glanced at me, then suddenly stepped forward and pulled Jing into the bathroom.
Jing let out a soft "Ah!" as he pulled her into his arms. I only had time to exchange a glance with him before the bathroom door was ajar, blocking my view. I
could hear the rustling of clothes through the crack in the door, and Jing's deep breaths soon turned into soft moans. Just imagining what lay behind the door made me feel extremely aroused, yet also incredibly pleasurable.
I vaguely heard him say, "Xiao Jing... come... let me help you wash..."
Jing gasped, "No... I'm so embarrassed..."
"What's there to be embarrassed about? Is there any part of your body I haven't seen?"
"Don't say it... um..."
I blushed and became restless. Then I heard the faucet turn on and the shower curtain rustle, knowing she had been led into the bathtub. I quietly got up and tiptoed to the door, but through the crack, I could only see a small, light brown shower curtain.
The sound of water changing, sometimes splashing on flesh, interspersed with their occasional mumbled conversation, indistinct and unclear. I imagined his thick, rough hands applying shower gel to Jing's fair, smooth, delicate skin, not missing a single beautiful curve or intimate corner…
“He’s washing my woman’s entire body…”
The shameful pleasure of sin, like a drug, plunged me into a hazy ecstasy. I closed my eyes, leaning against the wall, straining my ears to catch every tiny sound. Every ambiguous breath stirred my heart, leaving me unable to resist.
“Don’t touch there…I’ll wash it myself…mmm…oh…be gentle…oh…”
“Your place is so tender…does it feel good…”
“Mmm…ah…”
“Come on, wash my brother…like this…it’s all slippery with your stuff…do you usually wash your husband’s…”
“No…mmm…don’t touch…I…can’t concentrate like this…”
“Did you just eat your husband’s dick?”
“Not yet…you came already…”
“Come on, to make it up to you, I’ll give you mine.”
“Mmm…”
“Oh…so good…I love watching beautiful women kneel in front of me, serving me with their mouths.”
“Ah…mmm…”
“Like this, pull back the foreskin and lick down there…yes…”
“Mmm…mmm…”
“Mmm…put my balls in your mouth…the left one…oh…switch to the right one…”
“Mmm…mmm…mmm…I…I’m out of strength…pull me up…”
I don’t know how long they’d been washing, but the sound of water stopped. I hadn’t even reacted when the shower curtain swished open again, startling me so much that I rushed back to the sofa and sat down, pretending to watch TV.
The door opened, and Qiang led Jing, wrapped in a bath towel, out, his expression full of satisfaction: "Little brother, still looking at photos?"
I then realized that the screen still showed Jing's last photo, and felt an embarrassment, like I'd been caught doing something wrong. I managed a weak "uh-huh." Seeing Jing behind him with her head down, seemingly afraid to look at me, I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I'm going to shower, you guys rest first."

(Thirty-nine)

The hot water washed over my body, pouring down on my lower body, giving me a pleasure I didn't usually experience. My mind was filled with lewd scenes; I didn't even know what I was washing. While lathering with soap, my penis became as hard as iron at the slightest touch, and I couldn't help but masturbate a few times. Soon, I felt the urge to ejaculate, but I forcefully held back.
After drying myself off, I opened the bathroom door and heard two people talking in the next room. The bedroom door swung open as promised, and I deliberately shuffled into the living room in my wet slippers, making some noise to show I wasn't paying much attention to them. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of two naked bodies entwined on the bed.
"Pretty soft..."
Qiang's voice was muffled; I couldn't tell if he was talking about my bed or my woman on it.
I, the master of the house, was sleeping on the sofa, while another man slept on my bedding and with my fiancée. Oh...
I could hear Jing's soft murmurs; perhaps she was afraid to speak loudly because I was so close by.
It's okay, wife, relax... I silently prayed. I turned on the TV, lowered the volume, and mechanically flipped through channels.
The first time I brought Jing to this house, the furniture hadn't been moved in yet, there weren't even curtains. The new environment aroused my desire; in broad daylight, I'd taken advantage of her in the corner, ignoring her shyness, until her legs went weak...
The passionate memory brought a smile to my lips.
The mattress was a new one I bought later at IKEA in Xujiahui. I remember that day she was wearing an elegant white dress with small gray flowers. She tried sitting on it a few times and said it was so bouncy and comfortable. I stood by the bed watching her and laughed, and her face turned red...
I could faintly hear Jing's soft moans. My lovely Jing in her elegant dress was now lost in a cloud of dreams...
Being held in that man's arms, letting him touch her properly, savoring her tenderly...
It wasn't easy... The first time I recklessly shoved my penis into her mouth and made her blush and play... The first time I successfully induced her to cooperate with my fantasies verbally... The first time I penetrated her tight back garden amidst her struggles... The first time I made her accept being enjoyed by another man... There will be many more firsts in the future, like...
I was immersed in a hazy, sweet, lewd fantasy when the sounds gradually became clearer in my ears...
The familiar creaking of the large bed in the bedroom, mixed with the sounds of flesh colliding and Jing's moans, made me sit up abruptly.
...
He's doing it to my wife again…
Even though it was my plan, it still made my heart pound uncontrollably. I deliberately controlled my heavy breathing, trying to hide it. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, Qiang's slightly overweight, broad body was pressing down hard on Jing's petite frame, thrusting vigorously.
"Do you like men being rough with you?" Qiang asked confidently and provocatively, panting.
"Mmm…"
"Does your husband usually hit you?"
"No… um… only sometimes… in bed…"
"We northern men like to hit our wives, want to try?"
Jing hesitated for a moment: "Gently… oh…"
Qiang's expression became intensely excited as he pulled an arm from under Jing's neck. He supported himself with one arm, while the other hand tightly gripped Jing's wrists, crossed them above her head, and carefully examined her beautiful face.
Jing realized what was about to happen, frowned, closed her eyes, and turned her head to the side, her expression already filled with sorrow. Seeing him raise his hand, my heart skipped a beat.
"Slap." His thick hand slapped Jing's delicate face, not too hard, but not too soft, his thrusting continuing without pause. Jing cried out, biting her lip as if trying to suppress the humiliation.
...
He hit my wife...
In any other situation with any other man, I would have punched him across the face, but... right now, I couldn't say anything...
"Slap!" He retaliated with another slap, harder than before, saying, "Do you like being beaten by men in bed?"
"Ugh..." Jing's voice sounded strained.
"Why?" Qiang asked knowingly.
"It feels... like being used..." Jing's voice trembled.
"Well said, women are born to be used by men, can you handle any harder?"
"Oh... don't be too hard... ah!" Before Jing could finish speaking, she received a crisp slap on the face.
As soon as Qiang finished, he gently stroked her slightly reddened right cheek, muttering, "So good, fucking a pretty woman while beating her up."
He lowered his head, his lips frantically searching her delicate cheeks and lips, his lower body moving rapidly up and down between her legs like a pile driver, appearing both brutal and erotic.
"Does it feel good!"
Jing cried out, her eyes tightly closed, her voice a mixture of sobs and ecstasy, her expression one of pain and oblivion.
"It feels good... I like... strong men! Fuck me harder!"
"What kind of high-powered white-collar worker are you? You're all pretentious all the time, but in bed you're just a slut who likes to be used by men!"
Jing's face flushed red, struggling to speak, moaning as she endured the man's humiliation.
Qiang suddenly realized something, turned his head and saw me at the door. His lips curled into a smile, he slightly slowed his pace, but exaggeratedly raised his buttocks. Between her hairy thighs, two swollen testicles and a thick, dark penis were clearly visible, the glans mostly sunk between Jing's plump labia.
As he lifted her body, Jing involuntarily arched her back, her feet hooking between his legs to meet his thrusts. He lowered himself slightly, then lifted up again, his voice rough as he said, "Want to go deeper?"
Jing made soft moaning sounds, her expression saying nothing.
"Say you're a slut!"
"I'm not..." Jing struggled.
"Letting a wild man have his way with you in your own home... and you still say you're not."
Qiang gritted his teeth, "Say it!"
"I am... a slut... oh..."
Qiang lowered himself again, still only giving a light, ticklish thrust: "Call me 'Master' to fuck me!"
Jing writhed uncontrollably: "Master... fuck me..."
"Be more seductive!"
"How to be seductive... umm... I don't know..." Jing panted, her tone already tinged with wantonness.
"Just like that, come on." Qiang's eyes gleamed, giving a few half-penetrations as encouragement.
Jing blushed, bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then struggled to lift her head and whispered in his ear, "Master, do me..." Her tone was sweet and soft, making the man feel weak in the bone.
Qiang Ge let out a "heh," his buttocks bulging as he thrust hard, and with a "plop," he penetrated Jing completely.
Jing let out a cry, her body trembling violently, and she reflexively said, "Like this!"
Qiang Ge gave two deep thrusts, then changed to a slow and unhurried motion: "Continue!"
"Don't stop... what do you like... to hear..."
"Say you like to have Master on your husband's bed!"
Perhaps because she suddenly heard me mentioned, Jing opened her eyes and glanced uneasyly at the bedroom door, which startled me so much that I quickly shrank behind the wall, my heart pounding.
“I…my husband is outside…he’ll hear…oh…”
Qiang’s rhythm, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, clearly made it impossible for Jing to think straight: “Don’t you understand? Your husband likes to hear you say that!”
“Oh…I like…being fucked in my own home…”
“Anything else?”
“So good…fuck me…”
“Keep going!”
“I like being fucked by the master…as long as my husband is willing…I’ll give myself to him…”
“Slut! Say you’re a public bus, anyone can get on!”
“No…”
“The master will take you out to sell yourself!”
“No…don’t give yourself to anyone else…”
“Your husband told me he wants you to sell yourself!”
Jing groaned: “You guys are bad…”
“You’re like a goddess, you can definitely sell for a good price, ten thousand yuan a time, how about it?”
“No…I’m scared…let my husband fuck you…”
“Oh…you’re the master’s sex tool!”
“Yes…I am your…master’s tool…serving the master…”
“Oh right…come on, squeeze your two breasts…they’re so fucking big…say you’ll play with my breasts!”
“Play with my…breasts…”
"Speak in your hometown dialect!"
I was shocked; I'd never heard of that before.
"No...I don't know..."
"Don't pretend! You can't possibly not know your own hometown dialect, can you?"
"I'm embarrassed..."
"What's there to be embarrassed about now! Tell me!"
"Mmm...mmm...play...my...boobs...uh..."
Jing let out a shy moan, yet it seemed to carry a strange pleasure.
"Say 'fuck my cunt'!"
"Fuck my...cunt..."
"And in your hometown dialect!"
"Don't...make me say something else...whatever you want to hear...I'll say it..." Jing pleaded.
"If you don't tell me, I'll drag you outside and fuck you in your neighbor's doorstep!"
"I...I'll say it...I...please don't..." Jing stammered for a long time.
"I beg you...it's so dirty...I really can't say it..."
Qiang pretended to lift her up: "No! I said... fuck... fuck my... slut..."
Jing finally managed to finish, both ashamed and anxious, her face flushed red with embarrassment. She struggled to lift her head and bit his shoulder hard.
He groaned in pain, but instead increased the frequency.
"Oh... faster! I'm coming... fuck me... fuck me!"
Jing's only free legs squeezed tightly around the man's waist, her insteps tensing. She let out a soft cry.
The bed frame beneath her creaked under the weight, and Jing's head fell back onto the bed. Her head, however, slammed against the bed frame with each powerful thrust as her body shifted. At this moment, on the verge of orgasm, she didn't care about adjusting her position at all!
"I'll fuck you to death, you slut!"
Qiang was covered in sweat, his heavy body pounding into Jing with powerful thrusts, making clear slapping sounds: "Let me shoot inside your cunt!"
His previously wrinkled and drooping scrotum swelled into a large ball, and I had no doubt about the abundance of sperm inside! Should I let him ejaculate inside me...? That's my fiancée, I'm going to marry her! Ejaculating inside her vagina is my prerogative!
But... I really want another man to ejaculate on her flesh!
I churned and struggled, involuntarily pressing my lower body against the hard wall, using the slightly painful pressure to slightly relieve my urgent need, but the sexual desire suppressed all night finally broke through the dam of reason.
Ejaculate inside! Ejaculate all your semen inside! Ejaculate it all into my wife's uterus! Let my wife get pregnant with your child! I opened my eyes wide, silently screaming in my heart, anxiety, bitterness, pleasure, all twisting my stomach together!
Jing opened her mouth wide but could no longer make a sound, as if she hadn't heard his words, her two raised little feet, her ten toes gripping tightly, almost touching the soles of her feet, her twisting body desperately trying to meet him...
"Give the master a child! I'll ejaculate for you... ah..."
"Ah..."
A duet of hoarseness and high-pitchedness, the two of them erupted almost simultaneously. His face contorted, his body convulsing as he struggled up and down, his thick, dark penis throbbing violently. Jing, like a mollusk, clung tightly to him, her usually narrow vaginal opening stretched wide, tightly gripping his penis, completely receiving his flood of ejaculation. Seeing Jing being impregnated in front of me, completely unprotected, an intense pleasure pierced my consciousness, flashing like stars in my mind, dragging me slowly to a seat on the cold floor.

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Appendix: Sexual Encounters Between Pre-marital Couples (Thirty-Nine): Another Turn in the Story

Steaming mist enveloped my body, the soft sound of water enveloped my thoughts, and smooth foam enveloped my penis. What kind of night would this be? The unpredictable haze blurred my fantasies.
Drying myself, I opened the bathroom door, and a blast of cool air instantly made my testicles press against my body. The ticking of the wall clock was exceptionally clear now. I looked up; it was exactly twelve o'clock.
The lights in the room were off, and moonlight faintly streamed in from the living room balcony. At that moment, Jing's almost exhausted but clearly articulated voice drifted from the master bedroom: "Please, Qiang, close the door..."
"Bang!"
The master bedroom door slammed shut! Like being hit on the back of the head with a brick, my mind went blank, followed by a "click"—Qiang had locked the door! My heart felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on it, and all the blood rushed to my head!
The sound of Qiang getting into bed was so muffled through the door, and then there was complete silence! Had Jing and Qiang gone to sleep? Qiang was around forty, after all; he probably needed to rest after a night of passion. Was he conserving his energy for another round? No way, judging from Jing's almost collapsing tone, Qiang definitely hadn't been idle while I was showering! So what were they doing in there now?
I listened intently for a while, but couldn't make out anything. Filled with doubt, I went into the second bedroom where Xiaofeng had stayed.
Just a short while ago, Xiaofeng had slept in this second bedroom, while Jing and I slept in the master bedroom; and now, I was sleeping in the second bedroom, while Jing and Qiang were sleeping in the master bedroom!
Lying flat on the bed, the chaotic rush of blood to my head gradually subsided. The fatigue grew heavier, and my thoughts became increasingly blurred… I only knew that Jing and Xiaofeng had once made love passionately in this bed, but I didn't know exactly how Xiaofeng had enjoyed Jing's beautiful body…
Xiaofeng's hard, steel-like penis was pressed firmly against the deepest part of Jing's honeypot, while Qiang's dark brown, wrinkled scrotum kept slapping and squeezing Jing's tender red petals… These images kept flashing through my mind, sometimes near, sometimes far… Was it a dream or reality? Was it reality or a dream?
"Ah…"
A scream, like a dagger, pierced my heart from my eardrums! It was Jing's voice! I reflexively sat up abruptly, but then silence returned! I then realized that my penis was stiff and erect, like a morning erection, the swollen purple glans reflecting the dim moonlight from the window!
No! I can't lie here any longer! I tiptoed to the master bedroom door and pressed my ear against the closed door.
"Ah...ah! Ah...ah..."
Jing cried out incoherently. I hadn't realized that the silence I'd expected was because I wasn't close enough to the door! It turned out that Qiang hadn't stopped all along!
Jing and I had been enjoying our lovemaking for six years, but I had never heard her moan like this before; I'd been with quite a few women, but none of them had ever made such sounds or such a chaotic rhythm.
I'd watched hundreds of adult videos, and only Hamasaki Rio's moans during the final thrusts were slightly similar to Jing's, but the unique helplessness in her voice was something I'd never experienced before!
I couldn't help but stroke my increasingly swollen and hard penis in response to Jing's cries. The pleasure grew stronger and stronger, pushing me closer to my limit. But Jing's cries wouldn't stop, and neither would my hand...
A lightning-fast wave of pleasure surged through my head, a torrent bursting forth... I hoped that Qiang and Jing hadn't heard me leaning against the door, gasping for breath, while the faint sound of my semen falling to the floor was something only I could hear...
My limp legs dragged me back to the second bedroom, taking me further away from Jing's voice. My mind was blank, my muscles felt ripped from my body, my thoughts ripped from my head...
I don't know how much time passed, but then a creak came from the master bedroom, like someone getting out of bed, followed by the sound of the light being turned on and the door opening. Qiang emerged naked from the master bedroom light, phone in hand, and walked through the living room to the balcony.
Because the door to the second bedroom was open, I could clearly see that Qiang's penis was still thick and throbbing. Against the backdrop of Qiang's dark skin, the white, foamy fluid covering his pubic hair was particularly conspicuous. That white, foamy fluid must have been the honey that had been quietly flowing out and pounded by him.
Qiang deliberately lowered his voice, and I couldn't hear what he was saying on the phone, but there was a hint of panic in his tone that he had never shown in front of us before...
"Brother, I'm really sorry! I really have to go back to Hangzhou right away. Consider this a debt I owe you, and I'll definitely pay you back next time!"
How would he pay me back? Take my beloved woman and enjoy her again? I thought angrily, but before I could react, Qiang didn't even wash up, dressed himself, opened the door, and left.
After the sound of the door closing, silence returned. The master bedroom door was open, the light was on, and my muscles were trembling slightly. I desperately wanted to go in, yet I was terrified...
As I walked through the living room, I looked up and realized it was only 1 a.m. The clock clearly showed that only one hour had passed since I finished showering, but it felt like an eternity. What was going on? Was I hallucinating? Or was it just my imagination?
When I saw the state of the master bedroom, my muddled thoughts completely ceased to function. Jing lay face down on the sheets, covered in inexplicable stains, motionless. To be precise, she seemed utterly spineless, sprawled on the bed like a puddle of mud. Although I had once made Jing feel like she was falling apart, she had never been this limp! The
soft lines of Jing's shoulders made the beads of sweat on her back stand out starkly, but most glaring were the two bright red marks on her buttocks! Clearly, they were from being violently slapped! How could I have not heard a thing?
From Jing's cleft down to her mid-thigh, her body was covered in sticky fluid stains. Her tender pink petals and vulva were exaggeratedly open, the sticky white fluid at the entrance mingling with the water stains that soaked the sheets…
I lay prone on top of Jing, the barely perceptible gap between my chest and her back instantly filled by her sweat. The moment my body touched the two crimson mounds on Jing's buttocks, her body convulsed as if electrocuted. I placed my limp penis, which I had just masturbated to, between Jing's cleft, gently brushed aside her disheveled long hair, and slowly turned her face. I saw that her forehead and temples were covered in sweat, and traces of saliva, whether from Jing or Qiang, clung to the corners of her mouth and chin. What was
most unbearable was that Jing was looking at me, her nostrils twitching, and tears streaming down her face! The flush on her cheeks spread to her entire neck, then down to her flawless chest, even reaching her full, white breasts!
"What did he do?"
I knew I shouldn't ask, but I couldn't help it.
"He just kept going..."
Jing looked away.
"What did he do?" I knew I was shameless, but I pressed on. "
Please don't ask, okay? I beg you..."
"Did he ejaculate inside you?"
"Not yet..."
Jing closed her eyes, two tears rolling down her cheeks. Her voice sounded like it was stuck in her throat, but it eased my tense heart a little.
"Then there's so much on the bed..."
I also felt my question was too perverted.
"It's all my fluids...and sweat...and his sweat...I beg you, please don't ask anymore, okay..."
Jing buried her flushed face in her messy hair again. I said nothing more, just held Jing tightly.
My penis, nestled between her buttocks, slowly swelled again.
"Do you still love me?"
Jing suddenly turned around, asking as she followed my gaze; before I could answer, tears welled up in her eyes again: "I'm sorry."
Jing said, "I've been violated by two men, I feel, I feel... like a dirty, worthless... piece of flesh..."
She couldn't continue, closing her eyes again and sobbing softly...
"I will never despise you!"
I suddenly raised my voice to its highest point, shouting.
"In my heart, you will always be the purest woman!"
I continued to roar, "I know everything you did before was for me! I believe everything you will do in the future will also be for me!"
"You've done so much for me, but I've done so little for you!" "
You have the right to pursue sexual happiness!"
"I will love you forever!"
I ended my incoherent roar, my heart pounding in my chest.
Looking down at Jing, her gaze suddenly became hazy. She rolled onto her side, wrapped her arms around me, and said, "If you love me... give yourself to me..."
I felt these words didn't come from her mouth, but from her heart, flowing directly into my very bones...
At that moment, I only wanted to be one with her, but my penis, though swollen and thick, was completely limp. Jing sensed this too.
She silently bent down.
For six years, Jing had stimulated me countless times with her lips and tongue. The tingling sensation of her long hair brushing against my lower abdomen was so familiar, but this time, the warmth of her enveloping my most sensitive spot surpassed any experience in the past six years...
I stood by the bed, Jing lying on her back, silently watching me. I slowly entered her, the warm, tight, and slippery passage—was this feeling familiar or strange? Would the surging breasts push her to the bottom or the crest?
My mind started to race again...
But the more chaotic my mind became, the clearer the sensation from my lower body became. I thrust and pounded relentlessly, involuntarily accelerating, never stopping! Jing didn't cry out or moan; she just bit her lip and took deep breaths. Her heaving chest made the waves of milk she felt surge even more intensely!
Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster…
I ejaculated! I ejaculated! I ejaculated…
After ejaculating, my penis was still throbbing slightly inside Jing's vagina. I swallowed mouthfuls of the cool early morning air, and my mind gradually cleared. I realized that before, a second round would take at least thirty minutes, but today, with my relentless thrusting, I had ejaculated in just three minutes!
The moment I slid out of Jing's vagina, she curled up and sobbed softly again.
I wanted to hug her, but she refused: "Let me be alone for a while, please…"
As I reached the bedroom door, I heard Jing's slightly sobbing voice behind me again: "I know you really love me, I will repay you…"
Lying on the bed in the second bedroom, my mind was in chaos again. What was going on? Qiang said he'd pay back what he owed me, and Jing said she wanted to repay me—what was going on...?
What exactly did Qiang do during that hour...? These unanswered questions couldn't overcome the emptiness after two failed attempts, and I finally fell asleep...
The next morning, a phone call woke me up. My boss, hoarse from shouting, yelled on the other end: "What the hell is wrong with you! I've called so many times and you didn't hear me! Fine, stop explaining! I've booked your 1 PM flight; they'll let you know! If you miss your flight, I'll..."
I hung up and looked at the screen—damned! It was 10:30!
I rushed to the master bedroom; Jing was already gone, and the stained sheets from last night had been changed.
While rushing to the airport, I called Jing to report my whereabouts. Judging from her tone, she had fully recovered, and to my surprise, her optimistic and cheerful personality remained—that was the most important thing!
I flew to this supposedly economically vibrant prefecture-level city, and things were really difficult—a typical case of shallow ponds with many turtles!
When evenings came and I had some free time, I thought of Jing. How could I contact her? How could I start a conversation? What should I say? Call her? Send a text message? Go on QQ… Forget it, after the initial intensity, let's give each other some space. Mutual trust is more important than anything else!
Several days passed like this. The post-coital rest gradually took effect, and my penis started to stir again. But when the images of hair salons, foot massage parlors, saunas, hotels, prostitutes, brothels, part-time jobs, respectable women… flashed through my mind, I felt absolutely no reaction!
I stayed in this prefecture-level city until the second Thursday. For so long, Jing and I tacitly maintained silence, not contacting each other. Xiao Feng and Qiang Ge didn't make a sound either. What the hell were they busy with? This silence made me vaguely uneasy…
When I suddenly returned to Shanghai and appeared before Jing, the joy on her face was still so pure. My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down completely…
Absence makes the heart grow fonder; the ancients were right.
After a passionate, wet kiss, my hard, throbbing penis pressed firmly against Jing's stomach. "I've been saving all this sperm for you! You didn't do anything behind my back while I was away on my business trip, did you?"
"Xiao Feng contacted me..."
"You've improved, now you confess without being questioned! Tell me! What did he want?"
"What do you think... You know what Xiao Feng wanted from me?"
"Did you agree to be with him?"
"Do you think I could refuse?" Hearing this, my penis, pressed against her stomach, involuntarily twitched. Jing continued, "But I agreed on conditions."
"What conditions?"
"I said, Xiao Feng, you're not young anymore. You can't keep clinging to your cousin all the time. No matter how good your cousin is, she can't be with you forever. You have to find a girl to be your future wife as a girlfriend! Besides, if you keep clinging to your cousin, you won't have the mind to find a girlfriend."
"So I have to put an end to your idea! Your cousin will spend this weekend with you, and then you're absolutely forbidden from touching her again!
This will continue until after you get married. If you still have sexual interest in her then, I'll satisfy you! And if your wife is tolerant enough, your cousin and your wife will satisfy you together; if your wife is stingy, your cousin can secretly satisfy you!" "
In short, after this weekend, if you want to touch your cousin again, you'd better hurry up and find a girlfriend and get married. The sooner
you get married, the sooner you can taste your cousin again!" "So you spent the whole weekend..." So Xiaofeng was enjoying Jing's company!
"I thought you'd be back this weekend, that if I spent one night with Xiaofeng, you'd be back sooner. Who knew you'd only come back now? Well, I had to spend two days and three nights with Xiaofeng!"
"Two days and three nights!" I'm dizzy!
"So you fulfilled all his requests over the past two days and three nights?"
"There's only one I didn't fulfill. He said this was our last weekend together, and he wanted to record everything so he could remember it all! I said, 'If you watch your cousin's videos every day, how will you be able to focus on finding a girlfriend? Absolutely not!'"
"You only refused that one request? You gave in to everything else?"
"Yeah! Although he doesn't last as long as you, he's so hard and ejaculates so much. How can you expect him to refuse? To be honest, he was still harder than you until Sunday morning! Your hardest time was only equivalent to Xiaofeng's performance on Sunday noon! The most you ejaculated was only equivalent to the amount Xiaofeng ejaculated in the latter half of Saturday night!"
"I'll show you just how hard I am! I'll show you just how much I can ejaculate!" With a roar, I tore open Jing's clothes and began to thrust harder again!
"Ah! You're crazy! Be gentle! This is a thong Xiaofeng gave me as a keepsake, don't tear it! Ah... ah ah!"
...
All my semen was released! Our sweat mingled, the ticklish sensation of beads trickling down our skin reminding me of when Xiaofeng was on top of Jing, his sweat dripping onto her flawless, fair skin—did it also evoke an indescribable tingling sensation in her?
The night Qiang left, the image of Jing's sweat-covered shoulder blades flashed through my mind again…
“Xiaofeng couldn't resist coming to you, but what about Qiang?” I whispered in Jing's ear.
“He called me yesterday, apologizing profusely. I said, ‘Don't apologize anymore. Do you think torturing me all night is enough?’”
“So, from the time we met until now, what do you think of Qiang?” As I said this, I wasn't even sure what kind of “meeting” I was referring to.
“I hate him…but, although he's not as hard as you or Xiaofeng, he's incredibly skilled, almost like he has a kind of magic. He's practically a sex fiend!” Jing's words left me even more confused.
"What did he do to you after he locked the door that night?"
"I know you really want to know, but I'm not telling you! I'll never tell you!" As she spoke, Jing's crescent-shaped eyes were filled with a mischievous smile!
"Brother Qiang said on the phone that he wanted to invite us to Hangzhou this weekend, that he wanted to 'treat' us well! But I refused, and I won't tell him why I'm not going!"
"Why not?"
"You idiot! You bad guy! How else could he treat you! He'd just give you a huge, green hat! Besides, I'm about to get my period..."
"Your period is never regular, and even if it did, what's the big deal? I've never seen you have menstrual cramps in all these years! When you first got your period in the first few months of our relationship, did I ever let you off the hook?"
"Pah! Ugh! You have the nerve to say that! Looks like you're a complete pervert too! Too bad, you're not as good as him! Hahaha..."
My face turned green with anger: "Explain yourself! Who's not as good as whom!"
"You don't know? Oh, maybe some people really don't know... because some people were locked out that night! Hahaha..."
I was about to tickle her when she suddenly pointed her finger at my nose, making me freeze for a moment.
“If you really want to know, go to Hangzhou! Go ask him there!” Jing said provocatively.
“Fine! I’ll call him right now!”
…
I woke up on Friday morning to find Jing had already left, which made me uneasy. Would she leave me? I never worried about such things before, but lately, a vague anxiety had been creeping into my heart…
Friday morning was particularly difficult; I tossed and turned in the office, my buttocks almost cramping from all the twisting and turning. At that moment, was Jing also sitting at her desk, wiggling her round, firm buttocks while suppressing her burning desires?
By the afternoon, I couldn’t take it anymore. I made up a flimsy excuse to my boss and tried to leave early. Considering my previous business trip had been quite long, my boss turned a blind eye and let me leave early. I
bought two train tickets to Hangzhou at the South Station and immediately texted Jing, wondering how she could possibly sit still in the office?
From the outside, the South Station looks like a comical circus tent, but from the inside, the steel and concrete structure has a certain charm. It's still early, so I found a seat. Not wanting to read the newspaper, I decided to look through the surging crowds for any attractive women.
Although it was only early summer, with temperatures around 30 degrees Celsius—not yet the sweltering heat—summer clothes were already in full force. Perhaps the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment; after half an hour, I grew increasingly frustrated. Those with good figures desperately tried to cover their best features with their clothes, making them less noticeable; while those with less attractive figures only knew how to hide their flaws, not how to highlight their strengths! It made me even more agitated!
While aimlessly looking around, my gaze suddenly caught a familiar figure—Jing had finally arrived!
Thank goodness! She wasn't dressed provocatively. She wore a plain black silk short-sleeved shirt, and apart from a glimpse of her fair skin peeking out from the neckline, her upper body attire offered little to arouse male lust. Even her ample breasts were subtly concealed. Her lower body was clad in a pencil skirt and flesh-colored stockings—a typical work outfit, utterly unremarkable! Yet, she dragged a small rolling suitcase behind her.
"Why did you come out in your work clothes?" I asked.
"Because you were in such a hurry, buying such an early ticket, I didn't have time to go back and change, so I had to come out like this."
"Why did you bring a suitcase? What's in it?"
"Two days and three nights? Am I supposed to wear this the whole time?"
"You little slut! Who said we'd be staying in Hangzhou for two days and three nights?"
"If you think it's too long, I can have Brother Qiang buy you a ticket and send you back first! Anyway, I rarely go to Hangzhou, so this time I'm definitely staying for the full two days and three nights..." She said, laughing mischievously.
"You think Brother Qiang is anything special? He might be begging me to take you back to Shanghai sooner!"
...
With half an hour until departure, it was almost time to check tickets and enter the station; the crowd was starting to stir.
Suddenly, Jing exclaimed, "Oh no, I have to go to the restroom right now!"
"We're on the train soon, you can go on the train..."
"No, no! I can't wait!"
I widened my eyes: "Are you on your period?"
"Don't worry, not yet. I've been so wet lately, all because of you big bad guys! I've had to wear super long and wide night pads even during the day!"
"Then why don't you just take a ticket? If you're in a rush, you can just go straight to the station and board the train. You'll see me on the train eventually." I said. Jing took the ticket, got up, and quickly walked away with her suitcase. Only then did I realize how sexy Jing's back looked! Her black short-sleeved shirt was almost entirely transparent with sheer black fabric on the back!
And through the shirt, I could not only see her beautiful back, but also a bright red bra underneath! With each quick step in her low-heeled shoes, her round, full hips, tightly wrapped in a pencil skirt, swayed! I immediately got an erection!
Good heavens! When did she buy this outfit! How come I've never seen her like this before? So dignified from the front, yet so sexy from the back! Did she sit in the office dressed like this all day? How could her male colleagues concentrate on their work? When I'm away on business, does Jing always dress this daringly?
My mind was still buzzing when Jing disappeared into the crowd. A sudden emptiness filled me! Could Jing just vanish like this? Could she really be gone forever?
Stop scaring yourself; she just went to the restroom to change a sanitary pad. But why did she bring a suitcase? Is it necessary to drag a suitcase to change a pad? Why didn't she give me the suitcase to take on the train? A fear I'd never felt before gripped my heart…
There were only two or three people left in the ticket line, but Jing hadn't returned! She wasn't answering her phone!
Changing a pad wouldn't take long, but the women's restroom line might be long? Was the crowd too noisy, and she didn't hear her phone? Or maybe there were too many people and I didn't see her, and she'd already gone through the ticket gate?
Countless questions swirled in my mind. Never mind! I'll get on the train first! Maybe Jing has already boarded and found a seat?
After getting my ticket checked, I hurried forward, when suddenly I noticed a girl in front of me who looked remarkably like Jing. However, while her figure was similar, her clothes and hairstyle were different, and she was taller than Jing. Due to the crowd, I could only see part of her upper body.
I took a few quick steps closer. Could she be Jing? The figure was so similar! Her hair was neatly styled in a bun, revealing the alluring curves of her neck! She wore a white, tight-fitting short-sleeved top. The back of the top looked thin, without any patterns, designs, or wrinkles—just pure white clinging tightly to her body. The lines of her back were very smooth and beautiful, with no visible bra lines. Was she really not wearing a bra?
Impossible. Maybe she was wearing an invisible bra, or a low-set bra, or one of those very thin and close-fitting bras?
I couldn't help but stare intently at her back; indeed, no matter how closely I looked, I couldn't find any bra lines. Even though Jing changed into this short-sleeved shirt in the restroom, I clearly saw through the black sheer blouse that she was wearing a bright red bra underneath! Would she be so open as to go braless in such a crowded public place? Maybe she was wearing nipple covers?
I hurried to catch up, and from her side, I saw she was wearing large sunglasses. What I saw next was breathtaking! The thin short-sleeved shirt clung perfectly to her body, her profile was simply perfect, her full breasts stood gracefully upright, a soft, not stiff, upright posture.
The side of the shirt had irregular pink lines, without any visible nipples. Such beautiful breasts, and she was only wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt! Her
lower body was even more arousing: a pale white mini-skirt, barely sheer, barely covering the bottom of her pert buttocks, the lines perfectly rounded, without a trace of underwear! Had she even taken off her underwear?
Didn't she just say she needed extra-long and extra-wide overnight padding? How could overnight padding possibly fit in such a short skirt? And those super high heels made her legs look even longer!
But the identical suitcase clearly told me that this was my Jing! Men in the crowd kept turning around, pretending to look behind them, but actually stealing glances at Jing's perfect breasts!
To Jing's left, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy openly stared intently at her beautiful breasts, his gaze not leaving her for even a second! Jing's expression was completely natural; this shockingly sexy outfit didn't seem to bother her at all. Had she already become so used to and comfortable with this sexy look after only a few days?
I couldn't hold back any longer and desperately pushed my way forward in the crowded throng!
Finally squeezing up to her, I tried to remain calm and asked in a low voice, "Why are you dressed like this?"
She turned her head, saw it was me, and said, "How could I wear work clothes to see Brother Qiang?"
"Are you wearing underwear?"
"When you get on the bus, sit opposite me, and you'll see for yourself." I couldn't
take it anymore; I was so hard I could barely walk!
Although it was obvious that Jing was walking with me, men kept turning around to look at Jing's chest, completely ignoring my presence! I couldn't help but turn my head to look too. My God! Jing's short-sleeved shirt didn't have a round neck; it was square, and the neckline was incredibly low!
Although I couldn't see her nipples, at least three-fifths of her white, tender breasts were exposed from the neckline!
At my height, I could clearly see the rounded curves of the lower edge of her breasts through her neckline! The steps of her super high heels made the slightly trembling curves of her southern hemisphere even more alluring! No matter how carefully I looked, I couldn't see any trace of a nipple, which confused me greatly…
“Dressing like this is too outrageous!”
Seeing my embarrassment, Jing smiled: “What? Can't take it? You know too many people in Shanghai, so you don't dare to dress like this, but now we're going to another city, and nobody knows us, so what are you afraid of?”
“Of all the clothes I brought in my suitcase, this is the most conservative one I'm wearing right now! I'll dress even more provocatively when I meet Brother Qiang. If you can't stand it, you might as well not get on the train…”
Hearing Jing's words, my face turned purple…
After boarding the double-decker train, I immediately regretted not asking the ticket seller to buy a lower-level seat! How was Jing supposed to go up the stairs dressed like this?! But Jing deliberately walked behind me on the stairs, and a group of men followed behind her!
The train finally started moving, and Jing insisted that I sit in the window seat while she sat in the aisle seat. So the men sitting opposite her either pretended to read newspapers or look at their phones, but they were all constantly stealing glances at Jing's chest and inner thighs!
Moreover, men kept walking past our seats, going to the restroom, getting hot water, and even deliberately slowing down when they got close to Jing, pretending to take out their phones! Jing's curves in the Southern Hemisphere were measured countless times by the eyes of these men in the aisle!
Although the upper carriage was crowded, a few seats were still empty. I asked her in a very low voice, "Are you wearing underwear or not?"
Jing turned to whisper in my ear, but this turn almost caused her breasts to burst out of her neckline!
The curves of her southern hemispheres temporarily disappeared, but her alluring cleavage suddenly became unfathomably deep! The ancient
expression "insatiable desire" was so apt; Jing clearly had two "insatiable desires" that I could never fill—one on her chest and one between her legs!
"Oh, I forgot, my husband can't see me sitting next to me, right?" Jing said, desperately pushing her jade-like legs towards me. "Anyway, there are still empty seats on the train. Let's find another seat. You can sit opposite me and see clearly then."
"If you don't want to change seats, you can ask that bespectacled guy sitting two rows in front of me. He can definitely see everything clearly!"
Before I could even speak, Jing had already gotten up and left. I had no choice but to pick up my suitcase and follow behind.
There were indeed fewer people in the lower carriage than in the upper carriage. Under the gaze of all the men and women in the carriage, Jing chose an aisle seat and sat down. Sure enough, there was an empty aisle seat in front of her, right opposite Jing, so I went over and sat down.
Seeing that I was seated and looking at her, Jing actually did Sharon Stone's classic leg-crossing pose from *Basic Instinct*! Then, nonchalantly, she took out her phone and started fiddling with it…
My erection was extremely uncomfortable due to the constriction of my pants! I had to keep adjusting my position to reduce the pain. Just then, my phone beeped with a text message!
It was from Jing: “Did you see clearly?”
Jing's leg-crossing movement was too fast to see if she was wearing underwear, but I'm certain there weren't any extra-long, extra-wide overnight pads! I immediately replied: “Didn't you just go change your panty liner?”
“Can't I use a tampon?”
I was speechless!
At this moment, Jing looked at me and deliberately puffed out her chest! I was once again captivated by her breasts. How could there be no nipple marks at all? Jing's nipples are quite prominent even when she's not aroused. She's definitely not wearing a bra right now, so how could there be no nipple marks at all?
My mind was filled with confusion, my eyes fixed on Jing's breasts. The text message notification sounded again; it was from Jing: "The tampons are soaked again. I'm going to the bathroom to change them and take off the nipple covers. They're so uncomfortable. I'm never wearing these again!"
When Jing came out of the bathroom, I felt like the whole world had ceased to exist. My eyes and mind were filled only with the alluring yet deadly glow of youth emanating from Jing's chest!
...
Following the address in Qiang's text message, I easily found the restaurant near West Lake. The restaurant's facade was unassuming, but stepping inside was immediately awe-inspiring.
I've attended countless business dinners, and been to countless so-called "high-end" and "top-tier" restaurants, but their opulent or pretentious decor invariably gave the impression of someone rushing to make money.
This restaurant was completely different. It was obvious that only a wealthy owner could manage such an elegant, unpretentious, and unpretentious atmosphere! I never expected Brother Qiang to have such taste, and that we even share similar preferences. It's truly a coincidence!
The waiter slowly pushed open the door to the private room. First, I saw Brother Qiang sitting opposite me. As the door slid open, a beautiful woman sitting next to him appeared before me, and I held my breath! Her beauty was completely different from her quiet beauty; her perfect profile and soft lines alone exuded a powerful aura! It made me feel breathless! Seeing me
standing there dumbfounded, the man and woman in the room stood up simultaneously and came to greet me. Brother Qiang said, "Come in, come in quickly. Let me introduce you, this is my wife!" Brother Qiang hadn't mentioned bringing his wife!
I reflexively said, "Hello, sister-in-law!" and then didn't know what else to say, only staring at the beautiful mature woman before me, even forgetting that her husband was standing right next to her!
The mature charm emanating from her eyes belonged only to a woman in her late thirties or early thirties, while the delicate, fair skin seemed more suited to a young woman in her early thirties. The
dark red hue of her form-fitting, smooth silk dress exuded a mysterious aura, and her bare arms, under the light, shimmered with a translucent quality only seen on thin porcelain!
The powerful, imposing aura of nobility emanating from her clashed sharply with the boundless youthful energy emanating from Jing!
Jing clearly sensed my lapse in composure in front of the beautiful woman, and stepped forward from behind me, saying generously, "Hello, sister-in-law! We're late, so sorry!" She then pinched my back.
"This is Xiao Jing, isn't she? Truly youthful and beautiful! Don't call me sister-in-law anymore, my name is Jie, the Jie of cleanliness. You can call me Sister Jie, or even just Sister!"
"Come on, come on, take a seat!" Qiang said, his eyes never leaving Jing's chest for a moment!
I sat opposite Jie, while Qiang, sitting opposite Jing, raised his glass and said, "Come on! Welcome to Hangzhou!
I'm sorry, both of you! I'll drink this first glass to apologize!"
...
After several dishes and rounds of drinks, a blush appeared on both beauties' faces, as radiant as peach blossoms! A soft, dreamy light also began to flicker in their eyes...
The difference was that, amidst a delicate intoxication, Jing's eyes still held purity and innocence; while Jie's eyes seemed to possess a gentle yet irresistible power, a power that seemed to penetrate from my eyes to the deepest part of my heart, then suddenly scoop out all the desires at the very bottom of my being!
I was captivated by Jie's eyes, while Qiang stared intently at the large patches of blush blooming on Jing's fair skin!
...
After dismissing the waiter from the private room, the conversation gradually opened up...
"How many times have you done it with your brother Qiang?" Jie's tone carried a hint of sourness...
Before Jing could answer, Qiang, looking embarrassed, blurted out, "Never had him ejaculate inside me..."
Jie glared at him, her eyes clearly conveying two meanings: First: Who asked you! Second: You're not answering the question!
At this moment, Jing calmly looked into Jie's eyes and said, "Brother Qiang gave me nine orgasms, and I made him ejaculate four times..."
"Hahaha... You remember so clearly..." Jie's laughter was genuinely happy; at least I couldn't detect even a trace of mockery or jest. "Of
course, I remember every orgasm Brother Qiang gave me perfectly!" Jing's expression was unusually serious! No matter
how private the private room was, such a topic couldn't be explored further. Jing changed the subject, looking at Qiang and saying, "What are you going to do after dinner?"
I chimed in, "Let's take a walk on the Su Causeway..."
The stimulation these past few days had been too intense, and I really wanted to get some fresh air.
Jing glared at me and said, "How could you even think of that! There are so many people coming and going on the Su Causeway, how could you possibly have sex there!"
"Hahahaha..." Brother Qiang and Sister Jie looked at the two of us and burst into laughter at the same time.
Jing immediately realized what was going on, and buried her head in her snow-white chest in embarrassment, the blush on her face drifting all the way to behind her ears!
...
The cool breeze of early summer teased the willow branches on the Su Causeway, sobering me up by half.
Qiang and I left the two dazzling beauties behind, letting the passing tourists marvel at the intoxicating "night scene" of West Lake under the moonlight...
The two men lit cigarettes and chatted as they walked ahead.
"Qiang, you're really lucky with the ladies!"
"Of course! Your sister is my one in a hundred choices all these years! You only see the surface now, but you'll soon know what the ultimate in beauty is!"
"So Qiang is also the ultimate in beauty? Otherwise, Jie wouldn't be willing to be with you..."
"Not to brag, but I'm also her one in a million!" As soon as the words left his mouth, Qiang seemed a little regretful, his face turning slightly red...
Memories resurfaced in his mind with the rising smoke.
"That night, what did you do after you locked the door?"
"Didn't Xiaojing tell you?"
"She said she would never tell me..."
"If she won't tell, I certainly won't tell you either!"
"Why?"
Silence, a heart-wrenching silence!
...
"Didn't we agree to leave the door open?" I continued to press.
“You heard it too, Xiaojing asked to close the door herself. Besides, my skills in conquering women in bed are the result of years of hard work and dedication. How could I easily show them to you? Of course, I have to lock the door to perform them!”
Although Qiang Ge’s words were half-joking and half-serious, I couldn’t help but show a hint of resentment on my face. Seeing my expression, Qiang Ge continued, “Xiao Dong, I’ve been through your age too, I know what you’re going for; don’t worry too much, when you reach my age, you might be far more skilled than I am now!”
…
I couldn’t help but recall what Jing said in the restaurant. Qiang Ge had given her nine orgasms, and she had let him ejaculate four times…
Six years ago, not long after Jing and I started enjoying our lovemaking, she confessed to me that there was no need to pursue marathon-like, prolonged thrusting. As long as she “felt it,” her orgasms actually came quite quickly.
I've experienced this myself. She'd already orgasmed before I even ejaculated, but her orgasms under me always seemed rather subtle, almost imperceptible. And I was usually too busy with the action to notice. So I believed Jing when she said Qiang Ge gave her nine orgasms.
But Jing saying she made Qiang Ge ejaculate four times confused me. I only know of two. The first was in a hotel in Hangzhou, the second was on my sofa at home. When and where were the other two?
After locking the door that night?
No way, judging from her expression and tone, Jing was telling the truth when she told me he hadn't ejaculated. Besides, I didn't smell even a trace of semen on the sheets or on Jing that night! After I returned from my business trip, Jing only said Qiang Ge called to apologize, not that she had "other contact" with him. She even honestly told me she spent two days and three nights with Xiao Feng.
If she had contact with Qiang Ge, she wouldn't have hidden it from me, and there was no reason for her to. So when exactly did the other two times Jing made Qiang Ge ejaculate?
The cheerful laughter of two beautiful women behind me interrupted my confused thoughts. Turning around, I saw them walking hand-in-hand, laughing like close sisters! The subtle sourness that had lingered between them in the restaurant seemed to have vanished with the evening breeze of West Lake…
Night was deepening, the number of tourists was dwindling, and the distant lights were fading. I didn't know when, but Jie and I had fallen behind, unable to hear what Qiang and Jing were saying as they walked ahead. We
arrived at Three Pools Mirroring the Moon in the blink of an eye. From afar, I watched Qiang and Jing walk towards the lakeshore, their figures disappearing behind a large weeping willow. My heart tightened, and I quickened my pace, but my steps became even lighter. Jie understood my thoughts and silently followed me.
Getting closer, I realized that Qiang and Jing weren't behind the tree, but rather on the lakeshore a little further away. From the road, I could only see the back of a broad man embracing something, while Jing's figure was completely obscured by Qiang!
I tiptoed closer, looking at them from the side and behind. Jing stood facing the lake, her back to Qiang Ge. Qiang Ge's hands were on her shoulders, slowly pulling down her wide neckline. Jing's rounded shoulders looked so beautiful in the moonlight!
But Qiang Ge didn't stop there. He pulled the neckline down all the way to Jing's arms, and her snow-white breasts were now only barely covered by a thin layer of clothing on her pert nipples! Qiang Ge's hands then moved from Jing's shoulders to her chest, and without hesitation, he pulled her tender breasts out of her clothes! Jing had closed her eyes and leaned against Qiang Ge's chest, letting him rub them wantonly!
Qiang Ge's broad back blocked the view of passersby twenty meters away, but he seemed completely unconcerned that Jie and I were spying on us from under the willow tree five meters behind us.
I wanted to examine Jing's legs closely to see if they were trembling slightly, but I felt a warm, fragrant breath brush past my ear: "Don't look anymore. Your little Jing's tenth orgasm is destined to remain in this moonlit willow shadow. I wonder if Jing's tide will soak the boundless shores of West Lake?"
Jie's words made me feel that the tip of my glans was already seeping fluid!
Jie suddenly turned around and stood in front of me, pushing my arms until I was pressed against the trunk of the thick weeping willow tree, until I had nowhere to retreat before she stopped. Jie then turned her back to me, her alluring waist and hips swaying gently with the cool evening breeze from the lake, teasing the most sensitive tip of my glans!
I was like a beast driven to the brink of despair, suddenly erupting! My hands roughly wrapped around Jie, reaching her full breasts. Just as Jie's beautiful breasts were about to be covered by my claws, her shoulders suddenly opened back, and her arms also closed behind her back! This posture undoubtedly made her breasts appear even more prominent and erect! She was actually welcoming my caresses with such an active posture!
Jie's unexpected action caught me off guard, and my hands froze!
In that instant of hesitation, her smooth, delicate hands suddenly slipped inside my pants, one hand grasping my raging glans, the other reaching down to hold my scrotum! Only
when my scrotum adjusted to the warmth from her hands did I come to my senses, placing my hands on Jie's chest. The fullness in my hands calmed my agitated heart slightly.
The erectness of her nipples was transmitted accurately to my hands through the smooth silk fabric. Sure enough, she wasn't wearing a bra!
...
Although from this angle under the willow tree, I couldn't see Qiang's hand movements, but there was no doubt that his hands were still on Jing's chest, and the movements were becoming increasingly intense! Jing's hand gripped Qiang's waist tightly from behind, and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably, even twitching!
At this moment, Jie's hands were stimulating my glans and scrotum with such perfect coordination that I felt as if all my nerves were under her control. Just as I was about to give up and completely surrender, her hands suddenly stopped: "Your Xiaojing's tenth orgasm is about to arrive, but I don't want my first orgasm to be ejaculated into your crotch like this!"
Besides swallowing the cool evening breeze deeply, I really didn't know how to calm myself down!
...
To my surprise, in a city like Hangzhou with its outrageously high housing prices, Brother Qiang actually lived in a duplex on a high floor. Although there was no lake view, the view of the Qiantang River, even late at night, was still breathtaking for anyone standing by the window.
The decoration was also quite sophisticated, simple and refreshing in black and white, but what was puzzling was the extensive use of geometric elements: "Brother Qiang, are you a solid geometry expert?" I couldn't help but ask.
Neither Qiang nor Jie answered, only smiling mysteriously.
The four of them sat down in the living room, and Jie spoke first, looking at Qiang and asking, "What are your plans for tonight?"
Qiang stared at me and slowly said, "Xiao Dong, I used the master bedroom at your house last time, so this time at my house, you can use the master bedroom upstairs!"
I didn't want to stand on ceremony with him, and just said lightly, "Thanks!"
At this moment, Jing's eyes suddenly became very complicated, as if she had something to say to me but couldn't say it. I really couldn't guess what she was thinking. What could she not say at this time?
"Do you have any red wine?" I turned to ask Jie. Jie got up to get the wine, and I turned to follow. At this moment, I really wanted to look back at Jing, but I didn't dare to. When Jie and I reached the spiral staircase with the red wine and were about to go upstairs, Qiang suddenly spoke up: "Xiao Dong, I forgot to tell you, your sister's 'dragon-poisoning' skills are top-notch!"
I didn't notice Jie's coquettishness, but I clearly saw that when Qiang uttered the words "dragon-poisoning," Jing's face turned bright red!
Although Jing had long since learned from my tutelage how to stimulate my anus with her lips and tongue, I had never told her that this action was called "poison dragon"!
But Jing's reaction when Qiang Ge said "poison dragon" just now showed that she definitely understood what it meant! Could it be that she...?
Jie noticed that I was lost in thought and gently pushed me towards the stairs...
The view from the master bedroom upstairs was even more open than the living room downstairs, and what's even more amazing is that there weren't any curtains at all!
Seeing my puzzled look, Jie smiled and said, "There's a wide river across the river. If you don't want people on the other side to see, just turn off the lights. If you want them to see, then leave the lights on."
"So, are you going to turn the lights off or leave them on tonight?"
"It's the first time, so I want you to see clearly..."
After saying that, Jie turned her back to me and walked to the huge French window. She gently removed the straps of her dress from her shoulders, and as her two jade-like arms fell down, the dark red silk dress slowly slid off her body, revealing a perfect female silhouette by the window. The V-shaped lace thong clung tightly to her body, further highlighting the slender lines of her waist!
Jie turned around and slowly walked towards me, her hands still shyly covering her breasts!
She came to me, gave me a fatal look, and then knelt down, removing all the restraints from my lower body, and swallowed my evil desires whole! She
hasn't washed yet! I exclaimed inwardly, but a gentle and charming feeling had already enveloped me.
She was so completely absorbed beneath me that I felt the entire world had vanished from her mind, leaving only my penis in her mouth!
I felt my lower body burning hot, so I poured half a glass of red wine onto my penis. Jie was startled and frantically licked and swallowed, but some of the crimson wine still slid down her breasts and soaked the lace between her legs…
I had been wondering why Qiang had chosen such a high bed, but when I placed my penis against Jie's opening, I understood completely. The height of the bed meant that a man standing on the ground would have his penis directly facing the opening, making it the most effortless position for a man!
I wanted to ask, "Should we use a condom?"
But then I thought, would Qiang downstairs even ask that? Without hesitation, I thrust in all the way!
Jie's breasts overflowed from between my fingers, her nipples gleaming with a wine-red light. Unlike the firm feel of Jing's breasts, mine felt like two soft, floating clouds!
The sensation from Jie's vagina was completely different from Jing's. Perhaps because the women I'd been with before were all around Jing's age, I didn't really distinguish much between the so-called "tightness" and "looseness" of vaginal openings.
But today, experiencing the vaginal opening of a mature woman for the first time, I realized that Jing's vagina was truly very, very tight. Now, thinking back, that feeling of being gripped even gave my penis a squeezing sensation! While Jie's mature vagina didn't give me the same intense tightness, the envelopment was just right, neither too light nor too heavy. The tingling sensation from my penis even surpassed the feeling Jing gave me!
"Ah..."
Her moan reminded me of Jing's moans, tinged with a little pain and a little helplessness, shortly after I deflowered her! I never expected to hear such a moan again, coming from the mouth of this woman nearing forty beneath me! And the captivating shyness on Jie's face told me that her moans came from her real physical sensations, not a fake or pretentious performance!
All the so-called positions and techniques seemed so illusory and useless at this moment! I just wanted to properly and deeply experience this charming, mature beauty beneath me! I even have to admit that the sensations she gave me—visual, auditory, tactile, and even olfactory—were all perfectly timed, scratching right at the most sensitive spot in my heart!
The moment of profound enlightenment finally arrived, and the final ejaculation made me feel that Jie, whom I had pinned beneath me, was the true victor in this battle of flesh! I was utterly defeated inside her; I felt I had no chance of winning at all! She seemed completely passive, yet she had gently and completely conquered my body and soul.
...
The ripe beauty leaned against my chest, boneless, her two white breasts still floating between my hands.
At that moment, a pang of jealousy rose in my heart. What did Qiang Ge do to deserve such a stunning beauty at his disposal! Then I wondered, was Qiang Ge, currently downstairs diligently working on Jing, also envious of my good fortune?
"Are you and Qiang really husband and wife?"
"Just say you want to see our marriage certificate."
Jie gently stroked my thick pubic hair. "These days, even hymens can be faked. Which piece of paper would you believe if I showed you?"
"The only important thing between husband and wife is trust."
Jie reached for a glass of red wine from the bedside, took a sip, and continued, "Your Qiang has been with hundreds of women, but I believe that those women, including your Xiao Jing, could only bring him some novelty and excitement. The only one who can truly conquer him is me. So I completely trust him and don't mind him with other women!"
The undeniable confidence in Jie's tone sent a shiver down my spine. I completely believed her words because I had just experienced it! Although Jing had experience with three men, compared to Jie, Jing was still naive! Just as Jing said Qiang had a kind of magic, I now felt that Jie in bed possessed a captivating magic that no other woman could match!
Jie, oblivious to my reverie, continued, "Since I lost my virginity at fifteen, I've had five figures of men with me. They all gave me different kinds of stimulation, but the only one who could truly conquer me was your brother Qiang, and he knows that too."
What! I was stunned! This beautiful woman, who maintained her noble demeanor even while kneeling naked and giving me oral sex, had experience with thousands of men! How could that be! Could it be that what Brother Qiang said to me by West Lake earlier, "one in a hundred, one in ten thousand," was really true?
My eyes widened, my face filled with incredulous confusion.
Jie smiled as soon as she saw me, as if she could read my mind: "Are you wondering how, even if Brother Qiang and I are both very open-minded, the number of men we've been with could be so different?"
Jie lightly flicked my penis and continued, "Back when I worked in saunas, every day from 2 PM to 2 AM, except for two meals, it was all about going to saunas! Going to saunas! Going to saunas!"
I almost vomited blood! How could a beauty like her have worked in saunas! How come I've never encountered such a noble and exquisite woman in a sauna! Recalling what just happened: "I wonder if Xiaojing's tide will soak the shores of the boundless West Lake?" Who would believe that a former sauna girl could utter such a classic line?
“Even during the slowest times, I have to work at least six or seven hours a day. When business is busy, I have to work overtime until after 2 a.m.! Women can do that, but can you men? Even someone like your brother Qiang, a top-tier man, I believe he can ejaculate six or seven times a day, but how many days can he last if he ejaculates six or seven times every day? So, over time, the difference in the number of women you've been with just gets bigger and bigger.”
“You really worked in saunas?” I still couldn't believe it.
“Not just saunas, I've worked in hair salons, foot massage parlors, hotels, brothels, and KTVs…”
My God! How charming such a stunning woman must have been when she was young, to have once appeared in a shabby roadside hair salon!
"But don't worry, when I was a 'professional woman,' I was always very careful. Now that I'm retired, even if I want a little excitement, I only let you ejaculate inside me after I've made sure you're safe! Your brother Qiang and I, although we're both very open-minded, we're always very careful about self-protection. Our biggest concern is our health!"
Hearing her say that, my heart finally settled down. Besides, I'd already ejaculated!
"Just how good are Brother Qiang's skills in bed? I really can't imagine." I knew I asked a silly question. Actually, I was thinking, a woman's vagina only has two directions of entry and exit, how many techniques can be used inside?
"Little Dong! If your performance on me just now was like a primary school student who only passed physical education, then your brother Qiang is equivalent to a top student who graduated from a prestigious university!"
"Is it that exaggerated? I still can't imagine." I thought to myself, no matter what, my level is still better than that greenhorn Xiao Feng!
"Alright, then let you learn a couple of tricks!"
With that, Jie got out of bed naked, grabbed a remote, and expertly pressed a few buttons on the bedroom's LCD screen. What I saw next stunned me. The woman on the screen, completely naked and facing the camera, was Jing!
She had her hands tucked into her hair, her breasts trembling slightly with the constant twisting of her slender waist, and her legs spread about sixty degrees as she stood on a sofa, seemingly swaying gently to the music. Her expression suggested she was trying hard to hold back something…
"How's the live stream going? Pretty good resolution, right?" Jie was clearly pleased.
But wait, where's Qiang? Is he also taking a break?
After Jing twisted and turned for a while, Qiang Ge, naked and muscular, finally appeared. He walked to the sofa and sat down, but didn't rush to touch Jing. Instead, he slowly inserted his thumb and forefinger into Jing's pubic hair. A second later, Jing's body convulsed violently as if electrocuted, her breasts trembling with her rapid breathing, and droplets of fluid dripped down Qiang Ge's arm!
"Your Qiang Ge doesn't use this two-finger technique lightly!"
Jie raised her hand and pressed down, and the scene instantly disappeared: "Okay, stop peeping!"
"You haven't tried the 'poison dragon' technique that your Qiang Ge strongly recommends!"
Before I could say anything, Jie had already crawled back into my still unwashed crotch...
I had never experienced a woman so completely immersed in me from behind! It felt as if there was something inside me that was indispensable to her, as if a huge attraction was driving her to forget everything and devote herself to the exploration!
What kind of night would this be!
And what kind of two days and two nights awaited Jing and me before that!
I was completely unable to think, and could only close my eyes!

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