[Urban] King of Another World (Complete) - 37-39

Chapter 160: An Affair During Pregnancy

The Spring Festival was anything but pleasant! My husband wasn't home, and I was busy running around all by myself. Being busy wasn't so bad, but I dreaded sleeping alone in bed at night; the emptiness was unbearable, and I felt utterly helpless. I don't really like hands; I just want that long, indestructible penis to completely fill my tender hole, I don't want him to move, just him inside. That indescribable itch flowing from the depths of my heart is something I'll never forget. That day, I was busy calling 104 directory assistance because the water heater was broken. Since I was six months pregnant, my genitals often felt wet and swollen, and it would be very troublesome without hot water to wash. So I called the Meihua brand water heater headquarters, and they said they would send a technician to take a look. I began to wait…

My husband hadn’t touched me for five months, always saying he was afraid of affecting the baby. Maybe it was my growing belly that made him lose interest…

But I felt I desperately needed his caresses. Because of the pregnancy, my skin had become soft and smooth, like silk, and my breasts, originally 32C, had grown to 36C…

My nipples were also very sensitive; even the friction against my clothes sent a tingling sensation… But since all my bras no longer fit, I had to go braless. The midsummer weather was unusually hot and humid, and pregnant women have particularly high body temperatures, so I had to wear as little clothing as possible. My swollen nipples, as prominent as red cherries, made me shrink back in fear. Fortunately, I was home alone, so I didn’t have to worry.

Just then, the doorbell rang. It was someone from the water heater company. This man was dark-skinned and tall, looking to be about forty years old. He had an ordinary appearance, but there was a sinister look in his eyes that made me a little scared. However, he was wearing a Meihua brand water heater company badge, so there was nothing unusual about him. I could only laugh at myself for being too sensitive. The man rushed into the back balcony, fiddled with things, and then came out.

He plopped down on the sofa and began explaining what parts he had replaced. I was getting impatient and gave him perfunctory replies. Then I noticed that this Mr. Shi (that's what his ID card said) was staring at me with a half-smile. I blushed and whispered, "Sir, I'm sorry, I really don't understand what you're saying about the water heater's workings..." Mr. Shi, however

, was very gentle, smiling and saying, "It's alright. If there's a problem next time, just call me. I'll come back a few more times for you!" I looked at his face and noticed he was glancing at my bulging breasts...

Then, Mr. Shi changed the subject, asking about my pregnancy. I didn't suspect him and answered honestly. Perhaps because my husband often ignored my feelings, I had unconsciously begun to confide in Mr. Shi like a close confidant. Including morning sickness and discomfort, and mentioning how I'd become more sensitive and needy...

Hearing Mr. Shi's heavy breathing, I suddenly realized I'd said too much...

The next second, Mr. Shi had moved from the sofa opposite me to sit next to me.

"Your husband must rarely love you! You seem so thirsty... your nipples are still so pink and tender..."

Mr. Shi uttered lewd words.

After saying that, his large hand touched my breast.

I felt a surge of heat and struggled, trying to move his large hand away.

"My husband drives a taxi and might go home to rest at any time..."

I tried to scare Mr. Shi away.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Shi was not afraid at all. He even brought his face close to my chest, smiling and saying, "Then we shouldn't waste any more time. Come on, let me taste your deliciousness..."

As he spoke, he slowly lifted my bra, revealing my full breasts.

The adorable little cherries had already hardened, standing erect, as if beckoning me to taste them…

Mr. Shi brought his mouth to the snow-white, high-rising breasts, sticking out his tongue and gently licking them, while his hands were not idle either, quietly attacking the lower abdomen, easily conquering the secret place below.

At this moment, I was already completely powerless, limply collapsing on the sofa, letting this dark-skinned middle-aged man caress me at will…

Mr. Shi was no longer satisfied with licking the breasts; he squeezed one breast hard with one hand until red marks appeared on the snow-white chest, while at the same time forcefully sucking on the other breast, as if he wanted to swallow the breast whole… His other hand was already probing inside my sensitive little hole, and lustful fluids kept flowing out…

“Your lower abdomen is so smooth, so sexy, your belly button is being pushed out by the little baby…”

Mr. Shi said as he moved his mouth from the breasts to my belly button, circling my belly button with his tongue, making me shiver involuntarily…

At this moment, I realized that, without knowing when, Mr. Shi had unzipped his pants, revealing his penis, which was also dark and large, just like Mr. Shi. His large, shiny black glans was quite large, with a thick diameter, while the base was relatively thin, poking out defiantly. I thought to myself, my husband's seems rather slender, and I felt an urge to reach out and grab it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Shi didn't let me have my way. He then extended his wet, hot tongue to my paradise, this time taking a direct approach, using his tongue like a penis to stab into my vagina. I had never experienced such an attack before, and I almost fainted...

"You... my husband says that licking with your mouth is dirty, he doesn't like this sour and pungent smell..."

I said breathlessly.

"How could that be! This is the most delicious thing in the world! Besides, a shy woman like you needs to have your nectar licked to make you secrete a lot of love juice. Judging from you, your husband rarely touches you, so your vagina must be very tight! You are so sensitive, just a little lick and your panties are soaked!" As he spoke, he took my clitoris into his mouth and gently sucked on it. I felt dizzy and lightheaded, all my senses focused on that hard spot under the man's tongue...

At that moment, Mr. Shi pressed my head down to his lower abdomen, and before I could react, he shoved that thick, black sausage into my mouth. I immediately felt short of breath, a masculine scent assaulting my nostrils. My husband is an extremely conservative man; we rarely try anything new during sex, and he doesn't like oral sex. Even sucking his penis depends on his mood, so I rarely have the chance to taste a man's penis. This sudden sensation was a different kind of stimulation. Mr. Shi squinted, running his large hand through my thick hair. My neatly combed ponytail was now a mess. Mr. Shi loosened the hairpin, and my long, thick hair cascaded down my neck, some falling onto my face, but I didn't care, focusing only on sucking the large, shiny black glans. Mr. Shi began moving his hand up and down my head, using my mouth as a vagina, thrusting in and out.

"You know what? I haven't enjoyed sex in ages... My wife has vaginal occlusion, which means she's in pain during sex, so there's no pleasure at all..."

My mouth was full of his large penis, and I could only nod slightly.

A moment later, as the movements quickened, Mr. Shi felt a surge of stimulation; he was about to ejaculate! He looked at me, and my eyes were burning with desire. He quickened his pace, instructing me to wrap my tongue around his glans and deeply take his penis into my mouth. Mr. Shi ejaculated his thick, hot semen deep into my throat, and I swallowed most of it.

Perhaps there was too much, as some spilled from the corners of my mouth. Mr. Shi immediately kissed my lips, and semen smeared both of our faces. Mr. Shi smeared the semen from his face onto my genitals and began caressing me again.

"Don't you need to rest?" I asked in surprise. Because my husband always had to sleep after ejaculating before he could go again.

"Maybe it's because you're so beautiful, I get hard again just seeing you!" Mr. Shi grabbed my small hand and made me touch his dark, sausage-like penis.

He guided me to lie down on the sofa facing him, then lifted my legs onto his shoulders, settling my large belly, leaving my legs wide open, exposing my already overflowing vulva. He didn't let his penis penetrate me directly, but instead held it in his hand, rubbing the glans against my vulva. He then used his heavy, large glans to randomly tap my clitoris, the hard penis making me unbearably itchy, but I couldn't bring myself to say I wanted Mr. Shi to insert it immediately. Mr. Shi noticed my flushed face, my tousled long hair, and my tightly bitten lip…

"I want you to say it, say you want my cock to be thrust deep into your wet pussy... say it..."

he whispered.

"I... want it... I... want it... I want to swallow your whole cock..."

"Please... thrust into me hard..."

My voice was already as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Mr. Shi could no longer hold back and thrust his thick penis into my already overflowing honey hole. Before I could even cry out, he silenced my mouth with his, his tongue invading and ravaging my lips just as his penis thrust wildly into my vagina…

I was already lost in ecstasy, my mind hazy, wishing only that time would stop, that thick, angry beast could remain inside me forever…

“Oh my god…you’re so amazing! Hot, tight, and juicy…”

Mr. Shi seemed tireless, thrusting for a long time. Seeing my eyes slightly closed, my mouth slightly open, love juice flowing freely, soaking my lower abdomen and inner thighs, as if I was about to climax, he softly said, “Baby, you’re almost there, let’s change positions!” I nodded, obediently getting up, turning my back to Mr. Shi, raising my already swollen and wet vagina, waiting for his next fierce attack.

Mr. Shi’s big penis seemed to be getting harder and harder. As he slowly inserted it into my honeyed hole that exuded a lewd atmosphere, I took a deep breath and let out a happy sigh.

"Brother, it feels so good...it feels like it's all the way in..."

"Ah...it's so sore...so itchy...and so numb...I can't take it..."

I cried out in a spoiled tone...

Mr. Shi looked down and saw that his penis was already completely inside, with only his dark testicles sticking out of my vulva.

At this moment, he slowly moved

his penis in and out, a stark contrast to the intense movements of the normal position earlier, gently enjoying the intense pleasure of his penis rubbing against the folds of my body. He felt my tightness; if I hadn't been so wet, he might not have been able to enter smoothly. Now my vulva was fully open, and my muscles were relaxed, ready for a fierce attack! So he held my buttocks and began to thrust forcefully. I let out a muffled cry, pushing back in rhythm with Mr. Shi...

Mr. Shi simply couldn't bear to see this scene; my tender, red labia flipped in and out rapidly with his thrusting, and each time he pulled his penis out, a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed out...making the area where we were joined sticky everywhere. My large, white breasts trembled with his vigorous piston-like movements... He freed his hands from my buttocks and roughly grabbed my swaying breasts, thrusting even harder...

Finally, I was exhausted and almost collapsed onto the sofa. Afraid of hurting the baby in my belly, I pushed Mr. Shi away, letting him slump on the sofa, while I straddled him, picked up his engorged penis, and slowly sat down... and began to masturbate. Mr. Shi was already close to ejaculating, and this sitting made him feel like he was in heaven...

"Brother, it's so deep... My little sister has swallowed your whole little brother... So good... The head of your penis is piercing all the way to the cervix... Oh my god, I'm making a sound while sucking your big, hard cock..."

Because of the excessive vaginal fluid and some air getting into my vagina, for a moment, with the rise and fall of my snow-white buttocks, there was a squelching sound, which made Mr. Shi unable to hold back any longer. He buried his face in my fragrant and sweaty breasts, held my buttocks with his hands, and began to thrust upwards forcefully...

"Oh my god... So beautiful... I'm going to ejaculate..."

"I'm going to cum too..."

"Baby! Let's cum together!" A moment later, the two hugged each other and kissed deeply for several minutes. Mr. Shi zipped up his work clothes, carried me, who was already exhausted, into the room, placed me on the big bed, kissed my lips, and whispered, "If you miss me, just call and say your water heater is broken again, and I'll come right away! You're so much better than my wife!" He then closed the door and left, leaving me lying on the bed, lost in thought… I knew I would often suffer from insomnia from now on.

Chapter 161: Passionate Years.

After graduating from university, I was assigned to a large state-owned enterprise. In the strict management and closed work environment, I spent two years in a daze, following the old path of introductions, dating, marriage, and children, like any ordinary man. My sex life was also uneventful. That spring, we started a new project. One morning, as soon as I entered the office, the director introduced us to a new colleague—Jing.

Jing was about thirty-three or thirty-four years old, about 1.66 meters tall, with fair skin, and her hair and clothes were very stylish and carefully groomed. She was the kind of woman who would catch your eye; you couldn't help but look at her a few times.

Everyone came forward to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with her. Jing greeted everyone with a touch of reserve, but I felt she was a bit cold, so I didn't go up to greet her. Later, I overheard my colleagues in the office gossiping and learned that Jing's husband was the son of a high-ranking military officer, and he was often chauffeured to and from work, which explained his somewhat condescending attitude.

As the project progressed, we gradually had more contact. Her desk was diagonally opposite mine, and I later noticed that she sometimes seemed to glance at me unintentionally. At that time, my understanding of women was still very superficial, limited to appreciating young girls. I had never encountered a mature woman like Jing, but whenever I saw her tall and voluptuous figure moving in front of me, I always felt a strange sensation.

One morning on my way to work, we happened to meet at the entrance of the office building. After nodding to each other, she asked me, "Do you live in the company dormitory?"

I said, "Yes."

She said, "Then it's very convenient for you to get to work!"

I said, "Mainly, it's convenient to go home after work."

She laughed.

When we went upstairs, she walked ahead of me, perhaps intentionally letting her go first. As we climbed the stairs, my eyes were completely drawn to her full, round buttocks.

Jing was a typical mature woman; her buttocks were large, round, and perky, swaying slightly as she walked, incredibly alluring. Those round, full buttocks were so close, swaying before my eyes as we climbed the stairs. My heart raced, my mouth went dry, and I longed to touch those two semi-circular mounds within reach. A woman's buttocks were so beautiful, so capable of arousing my desire—it was the first time I'd ever felt this way. From that moment on, Jing's place in my heart changed drastically.

A few days later, we went to participate in a voluntary tree planting activity. People from different units were assigned specific areas, and our task was to level the ground for the nursery.

Jing bent down to level the ground in front of me, no more than a meter away. The weather was already quite warm that day. She was wearing a pair of thin pants, the fabric of which clearly showed the outline of her protruding buttocks, revealing a narrow pair of briefs underneath. The edges of the briefs were embedded in the flesh of her buttocks, creating two grooves between her two hemispheres—both beautiful and amusing. My immediate impulse was to rush over, grab her plump buttocks, and kiss them. I really wanted to see what her bare buttocks looked like.

One early summer day, we went to a client's place to discuss business, traveling there on our own. After the meeting, the client was very hospitable and insisted on giving us a ride. Because the car was small and there were many people, five of us ended up crammed into the small sedan. The director naturally sat in the front, and the four of us squeezed into the back seat.

For some reason, Jing saw me sitting on the left, so she went around and got in from the left side, sitting next to me. When she squeezed in next to me, I felt my heart pounding. The weather wasn't hot, but I felt like I was already sweating. After she got in the car, she didn't say anything to me, just smiled and leaned against me as if unintentionally. Her shoulders were beautiful, rounded and full, exceptionally soft, and the comfort they provided made it hard for me to contain my excitement.

As the car bumped along, our arms frequently brushed against each other. Her skin was fair, smooth, and glossy, like rubbing against silk. I finally couldn't resist, and taking advantage of the car's swaying, I pressed myself closer to her. She seemed oblivious, not flinching at all, and even pulled down her collar, revealing half of her breast—of course, only visible from my perspective.

Just as my mind was wandering, the car braked suddenly, and we lurched forward. Her hand grabbed mine, and I instinctively gripped hers in return.

The car started moving again, and I couldn't bear to let go, nor did she pull away. Her hand was so soft, seemingly boneless, and felt wonderful to hold. I stole a glance at her; her eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the window, as if her hand didn't belong to her. But when I pressed harder, she squeezed mine back, indicating she understood my intention.

And so, I held her hand tightly, never letting go, our arms pressed together, flesh and glistening. As she got off the bus, she gripped my hand tightly for a moment, then walked away without looking back. I felt a mix of sweetness and an unprecedented sense of loss.

For the next two or three days, work was plentiful, everyone was busy, and I couldn't find a chance to talk to her alone. She remained composed, acting as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with others, only giving me a meaningful glance when no one was looking. Each time, my heart would pound, and my face would flush.

I laughed at myself, thinking I was acting like a high school student experiencing first love. But watching Jing's full breasts, rounded shoulders, and pert, round, large buttocks walking past me, I was filled with desire, my penis would suddenly become erect, forcing me to quickly sit down or turn away.

Finally, on the fourth day, I ran into her in the hallway while going to the restroom. I knew she spent her lunch break in the office every day, and now, during the summer, her lunch break was two hours long. I met her, staring straight at her, my heart pounding. She looked at me quietly, saying nothing.

My mouth was dry, my voice hoarse, and I hurriedly said, "Would you like to come to my house at noon?" She seemed a little hesitant, considered for a moment, and asked, "What building do you live in?" "

I hurriedly gave her the address.

Just then, a figure appeared in the hallway, walking towards the office without saying a word.

When I returned to my office, she wasn't there; I didn't see her until the end of the workday. I was extremely anxious and couldn't do anything. Before leaving work, I made an excuse and slipped away. Back home, I hastily ate a couple of bites and began my anxious wait. It was a agonizing time. I listened intently to any sounds in the hallway, rushing to the door at the slightest noise, waiting minute by minute.

Finally, I heard footsteps in the hallway. I knew it was her because she walked up the stairs with heavy footsteps, which had been the subject of jokes. There was a soft knock at the door, a hint of hesitation. I quickly opened the door and saw her standing there, her face flushed and breathless. She seemed nervous and shy. I quickly invited her in. We stood in the living room, unsure what to do.

I said, 'Let me get you some water!'" She

nodded.

When I brought the water, she was looking at the photos on the cabinet. I put the water down, unable to contain my passion, and placed my hand on her rounded shoulder. She didn't flinch or turn around. She exuded a faint fragrance, her hair was still slightly damp, and my heart pounded. I lowered my head and gently kissed her neck. When my lips touched her smooth skin, my heart was completely intoxicated. Her breathing quickened, and she leaned against me. I turned her around, and we exchanged a brief glance... We embraced tightly.

I can't remember how we started kissing; I only remember my mind was a mess. I felt her lips were moist and soft, her tongue eagerly exploring my mouth. Her waist and back were full and felt incredibly comfortable. I had never been kissed like that by a woman before. Holding her soft body, my penis was uncontrollably hard, pressing against her lower abdomen, causing a slight ache in my own. She was also excited, panting as she whispered in my ear, "Let's sit down, I can't stand anymore."

We sat down on the sofa, still kissing. My hand reached under her clothes, wanting to touch the breasts I had longed for. She was wearing a thin bra, and I felt the soft flesh through the fabric.

She kissed me and said, "Come on, let me take it off." "

She deftly unbuttoned her clothes and bra, then pulled them down. Her pair of snow-white breasts were revealed before my eyes. She thrust them towards me and said, 'Here, touch them!'

Her breasts weren't the large type, but because she was full-figured, the base of her breasts was large, round, and very beautiful. Her nipples were small, like cherries, and strangely, not dark at all, but pink. The areolas were also small, very lovely.

I greedily touched and kissed them, constantly sucking and licking her nipples, while one hand fiercely grabbed and rubbed her other breast. Jing was also very excited. Her face was flushed, and she let out moans. One hand grabbed my erect penis through my pants and kept squeezing it.

My whole body felt like it was on fire. I just wanted to kiss her, squeeze her, and rub her. But she was so soft that she felt like she had no bones. I understood what it meant to be boneless. Besides moaning, she kept kissing me back and said in a trembling voice, 'I want to lie down.'" "

We walked towards the bedroom, arm in arm. After I drew the curtains, I quickly stripped off my clothes and stood there, erect, watching Jing undress. She carefully draped her clothes on the chair, then shamelessly unbuttoned her pants, pulled them down, and draped them back down.

Her legs were very white and full, wearing a small pink thong. When she took off her panties, her entire body was revealed before my eyes.

Jing's skin was very white and smooth, with a plump bottom and a very full waist and abdomen. Every part of her body had rounded curves. Her mons pubis was very full, and sparse pubic hair could not cover her bulging vulva. Her thighs were quite thick, and there was no gap between her legs when she stood there. Her knees were round, her calves were very well-proportioned, and her feet were also delicate. In short, her body resembled that of a noblewoman in a classical European painting.

I stood there admiring her, my eyes clearly showing a desire to devour her whole. # Only then did she say to me with a slight shyness, 'After giving birth, my belly is a little loose.'" "

After saying that, she lay on the bed, spread her legs, and looked at me: 'Come on, climb on top of me.'

My eyes were blazing with desire, and my body trembled slightly with excitement. I quickly climbed on top of her and pressed myself against her snow-white, full body. Oh, how soft it was! My limbs touched warm, smooth flesh, and the sensation was like floating on clouds.

I kissed her nipples, shoulders, neck, and lips. She closed her eyes and moaned comfortably, her moans like the roars of a female beast in heat: 'Oh...oh...'

Her eyes were glazed over, and she called my name as if crying and panting, her hands constantly caressing my back and chest.

My penis was so hard it felt like it was going to explode, and somehow the head of my penis entered her wet, warm, and soft..." Inside her vagina, I felt my penis plunge into a hot, moist swamp. It was so soft, so slippery, so spacious, with absolutely no resistance. I stirred wildly inside her. The scene was so stimulating; I had never imagined a woman would feel this way during sex. Coupled with my initial nervousness, it felt like a dream, and I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. I was stunned, feeling both annoyed and ashamed.

She seemed unaware that I had ejaculated, continuing to moan and writhe. When she noticed I wasn't moving, she nodded sheepishly.

She laughed, hugged my head, and kissed me: "Oh, you're so fast."

I said shamefully, "What should I do? You haven't had your fill yet."

She hugged me tightly: "It's okay, I felt really good a few times, and I came too. Yours is really thick, bigger than my husband's."

My mood relaxed considerably, so I held her and began to caress her. Now that the passion and tension had subsided, I could calmly observe and enjoy everything about this mature woman.

Jing's skin was fair, every part of her body full and rounded, soft and smooth to the touch. She told me her sister had taken a shower before leaving work, which explained why I hadn't seen her. Her shoulders were beautiful, and surprisingly, she had no male hair under her arms. I asked her if she had shaved, and she said it was natural. I then noticed that her body hair was very fine, and her pubic hair was sparse, barely covering her full mons pubis. Her vagina was pink and very tender, unlike that of a woman who had given birth.

I fondled her full buttocks and said, "Your body is so soft, lying on it feels like lying on a cotton ball."

She smiled, "You're just like my husband."

She told me that her husband was ten years older than her and kept a close eye on her, afraid that she would have an affair or run away. "Actually, I've never had such thoughts, but after seeing you, especially seeing the way you look at me, my heart flutters. I don't know why, but I just want you to kiss me and hold me."

She whispered in my ear.

"What kind of look do I have?"

I asked with a smile.

"She looked like she wanted to devour me, and she made no attempt to hide it."

She kissed me. "Your kiss made me realize that Jing is very good at embracing and lying down with people. She's pressed tightly against you, every inch of her skin is in close contact with yours, her body is incredibly soft, like being wrapped in a ball of cotton, making it hard to let go of her.

Her lower abdomen is very plump, her thighs are slightly thick, and when they're together there's no gap at all, you can't even see her vagina, her fullness forms a Y shape. Touching this plump body, it's warm, soft, and smooth, the feel is wonderful.

Her fingers are long and slender, her hands are very white and soft. She grabbed my penis and played with it, saying, 'How come yours is so big? It was so thick just now!'" "

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and licked my nipple, while her soft hands rubbed my penis up and down. I felt like an electric current was passing through me, my whole body was numb and itchy, and I realized that a man's nipples are also an erogenous zone, and very sensitive at that.

Under her caresses, my penis immediately became hard and stood there proudly. She looked at me and smiled: "Still young, you're already capable again so quickly." She

lifted herself up, lowered her head and kissed my penis, then straddled me, guiding it downwards with her hands. I felt my penis suddenly enveloped by a soft, smooth mass of flesh; her vagina was already wet. Later, I discovered that her vagina was always wet; she said that she would become wet just from my touch, and even a hug would make her wet. After she swallowed my penis, she began to move up and down a couple of times. I placed my hands on her waist, thoroughly enjoying it. Suddenly, she lay on top of me, her vagina beginning to thrust and squeeze my glans, faster and faster. Her hips arched, her vagina contracting and thrusting rhythmically and skillfully, with great power. The moans grew louder, then faster and faster, like someone doing heavy labor, panting and making "woo-woo" sounds.

I was both amazed and excited; I had never experienced such wonderful sex, nor had I ever seen a woman so wild in bed. I was even a little scared. Her face was flushed, her hair was disheveled, and she was sweating. Her two large, white breasts swayed incessantly before my eyes. I never imagined that a woman who was usually quite reserved could be so wanton, so unrestrained. The stimulation and surprise were indescribable.

Her vagina was like a mouth, constantly swallowing and caressing my penis. Later, I learned that she was also very skilled at oral sex; I realized that a woman could be "fucked" like this. A man, and she made a man feel so good.

Suddenly, her vagina contracted, and I felt a warm sensation on my glans. She hugged me tightly, gripping my penis tightly. I felt a tingling sensation, a dizzying rush to my head, and I gripped her plump buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting my penis upwards with force, ejaculating. This time, we both reached orgasm simultaneously.

After the orgasm, she lay motionless on top of me, and I felt weak in all four limbs, numb below my knees. This was a pleasure and enjoyment I had never experienced before. We fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms…

When we both woke up, it was already time for our afternoon work, so we got up and quickly washed up. While she was getting dressed, I kept touching her. She let me touch her breasts until she was about to leave before buttoning her clothes. We hugged and kissed goodbye tightly. Her lips were soft, and her kissing was skillful, making my penis hard again…

The next day around noon, I was washing the dishes after lunch when I heard a knock at the door. When I opened it, Jing was standing there. I was both surprised and delighted. We had met briefly at work that morning, but she hadn't said anything, and then I went to discuss work matters. I hadn't expected her to come all this way.

She rushed into my arms, panting, and said, “After going back yesterday, our story kept running through my mind. I couldn't stand not seeing you today. I couldn't stay in the office any longer, so I came here.”

I kissed her, “I couldn't be happier.” "

As I spoke, my hand had already slipped inside her clothes, unhooked her bra, and begun to assault those plump, soft mounds of flesh.

Once inside the bedroom, we were already naked together. I held her full, soft body, my hands constantly kneading her plump, white buttocks, while I lowered my head to suckle her nipples. She tilted her head back and began to moan.

I laid her down on the bed, and without effort, my bulging, veiny penis slid into her already wet vagina. Having given birth, her vagina wasn't very tight, but it felt incredibly good—loose and slippery, with absolutely no resistance when I inserted it." I thrust and stirred freely inside her, roaming freely and at will, thoroughly enjoying myself.

Having experienced yesterday, I was no longer surprised by her moans; they were simply incredibly stimulating. Combined with her fleshy, cotton-like body, it felt like being immersed in a sea of lust. I thrust forcefully, my pubic area colliding with her full mons pubis, making a "slap slap slap" sound. She was incredibly wet, and penetration made a "squeaking" sound, like bare feet stepping into mud. Combined with her moans, the stimulation was indescribable, and I ejaculated prematurely again.

This time, she was experienced too, and she turned her body towards... She shifted down a bit, wiped my penis, and began to give me oral sex.

This was the first time I'd ever experienced oral sex from a woman. She took my penis in her mouth, using one hand to assist, stroking it slowly at first and then faster. She was very skilled; her tongue was amazing, swirling and licking, focusing on the glans, almost taking my entire penis in each time. Her soft hand followed, stroking up and down with just the right amount of pressure, making me feel like a feather was gently caressing my heart. After a few strokes, she felt it was about time, and impatiently straddled me, positioning my penis against her vagina. With a thrust of her hips, her large penis was already inside. Inside her vagina. Then she began to thrust and squeeze again. Her hips moved back and forth powerfully, her face showing an almost painful expression, groaning loudly, "Oh...oh..."

The sound grew louder and louder. I felt her mons pubis rubbing intensely against me, her vagina thrusting and contracting faster and faster. "Ah...ah..."

she cried out loudly, collapsing onto me. I guessed she had reached orgasm, so I thrust my penis upwards forcefully. She held me tightly, constantly moaning and kissing me, incredibly lewd.

After a few minutes, I saw she had calmed down a bit, and asked her, "How was it?"

She nodded, "So good!"

I was seized by a sudden urge, so I flipped her over and began thrusting into her soft, fleshy body. She arched her back to meet my thrusts. After a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I stood up and made her kneel on the bed, her buttocks raised. I penetrated her from behind, and she obediently remained bent over, even reaching back to touch my nipples. I gripped her waist with both hands—it was plump and comfortable, so easy and pleasurable—and thrust hard into her vagina, finding it incredibly satisfying. One of my hands was still free to touch her breasts. My eyes were fixed on her white, plump buttocks, my hands grasping her soft breasts and fleshy waist, my ears filled with her wanton moans and the "slap slap" of flesh against flesh, and my glans felt the wet, hot flesh gripping it. I couldn't hold back any longer. Finally, I collapsed onto her, my hands tightly gripping her two plump breasts, and with a loud shout, I ejaculated forcefully.

This time, I felt incredibly satisfied, and utterly exhausted. I held her as we lay there, gently stroking her rounded shoulders and smooth back. Then I remembered to ask her, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming? What if my wife was home?"

She was a little embarrassed, "I don't know what came over me, I just wanted to do it with you again, so I couldn't help but come. I've decided, if your wife were home, I'd say I got the wrong house."

I touched her damp genitals, "Are you a woman with a very strong sex drive?"

She nodded, "I didn't know before, my husband found out after we had a child. He said he couldn't handle me at all."

I said, "Where did you learn your skills in bed?"

She reached out and grabbed my penis, "I don't know, it just seems like it came naturally."

I squeezed her breasts, "You're a natural-born sex goddess."

She looked at me, "Why do you always say the same things as my husband?"

I said, "You have to come often, I can't live without you!"

She kissed me, "Okay, let's do it this way, it won't affect each other's families."

I hugged her tightly to show my agreement, and then my hand went to touch her plump buttocks, "Your buttocks are so beautiful, so big and round, and so white, let me kiss them."

Saying that, I crawled over and kissed her big buttocks hard.

"Is my ass too fat?"

she asked as I kissed her.

"No, it's perfect. Your ass is so attractive. I've always wanted to see what it looks like and kiss it like this."

She stroked my head. "It's all my husband's fault. He keeps forcing me to take birth control pills. It makes things easier for him, but it's made my ass bigger and bigger, and I've gained more and more weight."

So that's why. No wonder she wasn't afraid of me ejaculating inside her. I felt like this was all prepared for me.

Before she left, we agreed to meet one or two days a week, using work contact to set the time.

Since Jing and I became lovers, my feelings about life have completely changed. Work is no longer boring; going to work has become a pleasure. There's always a passion surging in my heart, and every time I see her, it's so joyful and sweet.

Our plans were simple. When no one was around, we'd exchange a knowing smile, agree on a time, and I'd make an excuse to sneak home first. I'd leave the door a crack and wait quietly for those heavy, familiar footsteps. By then, I'd often be naked, standing behind the door, ready to welcome Jing with my rock-hard erection.

Once inside, she'd eagerly throw herself into my arms. We wouldn't speak, only kisses and caresses. She'd undress quickly, revealing her white, fleshy body to me in seconds. I'd hold her tightly, squeezing her plump, white buttocks, my penis throbbing. Touching her genitals, I'd find them incredibly wet.

Often, she'd fall onto the bed, and I'd slip down, my penis sliding into her vagina effortlessly, so natural, so smooth. Then there would only be the sounds of flesh colliding and her moans. Within minutes, we'd both reach orgasm. After a short wash, we lay down in each other's arms, playing with each other. Before long, my penis would get hard again, and we would engage in a long "flesh-and-blood battle," trying out various techniques. Jing would fully display her sexual skills, and I would have a long period of stamina until we achieved extreme satisfaction.

Around our third date, right after our first climax, I thrust my hard, shiny cock into Jing's wet, soft, warm pussy. She was beside me, kissing me: "Making love!"

I said, "What else?"

She glanced at me, already panting: "Sex...intercourse."

I thrust into her hard twice, kissing her neck and earlobe: "What else?"

She understood what I meant, her moans lessening, whispering: "Still calling...fuck..." I wasn't satisfied and continued to press: "Fuck what?"

She whispered in my ear: "Fuck my pussy."

I stroked her nipples and thrust harder: "Tell me loudly, what am I doing?"

She panted, moaning loudly, holding me tightly with her hands. These lewd words were incredibly stimulating. I suddenly felt a surge of desire, grabbing her big white ass and thrusting hard. That time we had a very pleasurable time, both feeling extremely satisfied.

From then on, we would say all sorts of lewd things to each other during sex, which was both stimulating and arousing. Jing displayed the charm of a mature woman in this regard, speaking lewdly without any hesitation and completely yielding to my wishes.

I would often ask her while I was on top of her, "Whose cunt am I fucking?"

She would moan and answer, "My cunt."

If I asked her again, "What cunt of yours?"

she would lift her hips, allowing me to thrust more comfortably, and answer breathlessly, "My slutty cunt!"

She was truly seductive to the bone, allowing me to enjoy the wonders of sex without any pressure and in an extremely pleasant mood, which made me even more inseparable from her.

As the work progressed fully, the project team gave us a temporary office, with only four or five people, each in charge of their own area, and sometimes only one or two people working in the room. Although Jing and I saw each other every day, due to the intense work, there was no time for me to satisfy my sexual hunger, so we had to use various methods to satisfy it. One of Jing's best qualities was that she was both flirtatious and easygoing, very charming, and also very clever. She could cater to my various strange thoughts without anyone around us noticing. Our desks were close together, and we sat facing each other. She went out for a bit and came back, sat down, winked at me, and then crossed her legs. My God, she took off her panties; her skirt was empty, revealing her full, white vulva to me. She even touched it with her hand, making my blood boil and my penis almost burst through my pants. She smiled at me triumphantly. There were other people in the room at this time, and she had her back to them.

Sometimes she would come over and ask me a question or two, leaning down to rub her full breasts against my shoulder. Unfortunately, there were other people around at this time, making me grit my teeth in frustration. Those soft, sexy breasts were right in front of me…

When no one was in the room, I would have her stand up, lift her shirt, and expose her large breasts for me to feast my eyes on. Because someone might come in at any moment, I didn't dare to pounce on her, hug, or kiss her. Instead, I would have her jump around, watching her large breasts bounce up and down. It was beautiful and fun.

When I passed by her, I would sneak a grope of her full breasts when no one was looking. If she was standing, I would squeeze her big buttocks hard; the soft, plump feeling was incredibly arousing.

Sometimes, I couldn't control myself and would rush up to her when no one was around and hug and kiss her tightly. She would return my kiss passionately. My hands would usually be on her buttocks and breasts, savoring her full body and fragrant scent, before quickly separating them to avoid being caught. This affair was both thrilling and painful, making us even more frantic when we met again…

Once, during a departmental meeting, she arrived late. Seeing there were no seats left, she turned and left. I knew she was heading back to her office, so I quickly got up and followed her. She had barely stepped inside when I arrived.

We immediately embraced and kissed passionately. Knowing no one else would come in for a while, I slipped my hand inside her clothes, kneading her breasts. She unhooked her bra, making it easier for me to move up and down. My penis was rock hard, painfully throbbing. She touched it, kissing me intensely. Our tongues intertwined, and a moan escaped her throat.

I said, "I really want to fuck you!"

She nodded, "Me too!"

I said, "I can't take it anymore, help me!"

She reached inside my clothes, touching my nipples, squeezing my lower abdomen against me, making soft sounds, though not loudly. Under her caresses, I ejaculated profusely, even through my clothes. This was the first time I ejaculated without penetration. She touched my face and asked, "How are you? Feeling better?"

I was deeply grateful to her from the bottom of my heart for her gentleness, thoughtfulness, and understanding. This is what a mature woman is like; a naive young girl wouldn't understand!

Another exciting time was one weekend. There was a movie showing at work, and I had told her I didn't want to watch it and would just read at home. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. I opened it and saw Jing, which startled me. Luckily, my wife and children were at her parents' house. I happily asked her why she was here at this time, because we never had a chance to meet on weekends.

She said she wanted her husband to come with her to the movies, but there was only one ticket. She told her husband to ask a colleague for one, and then she came to find me. Her husband was still waiting for her in his car outside the workplace, and she only had ten minutes, but she wanted to see me, so she came. I was incredibly excited and pulled her close, kissing and touching her.

There wasn't time to take off her clothes, so I turned her around, lifted her skirt, and ripped off her panties. I kissed her big, white buttocks twice, pulled down my pants, and thrust my hard, thick penis into her vagina. Jing was quite skilled; after just a couple of kisses, her vagina was already wet. Without hesitation, knowing time was limited, I didn't care about gentleness and started fucking her hard as soon as I entered. I grabbed her plump, white buttocks with both hands, thrusting rapidly, my lower abdomen slapping against her buttocks with a loud "slap, slap." The thought that her husband was outside while I was fucking his wife here filled me with indescribable excitement and pleasure. After about a hundred thrusts, I ejaculated, but at her request, I didn't ejaculate inside; instead, I ejaculated on her big buttocks. After getting a towel, I asked her how it felt. She said she didn't feel much pleasure, just a lot of tension and excitement, and it was a memorable experience.

As the saying goes, "lust knows no bounds," and that's absolutely true. Once, we took a van to a unit in the far suburbs, a facility deep in the mountains, a long and difficult journey. I had no choice but to sit in the seat behind her. It was early winter, and Jing had brought a coat.

After the car had been moving for a while, I couldn't sit still anymore; my hand kept wanting to reach forward. So I reached between the two seats in front of me and pinched Jing's shoulder. She understood, glancing back as the car swayed, then spread her coat out, as if she was a little cold, and covered herself with it, so that no one around could see what was under the coat. I pretended to be sleepy, leaning my head against the back of the seat in front of me and closing my eyes.

My hand still reached between the two seats and touched Jing's waist. Jing reached out and took my hand, our hands caressing each other. After a while, I wasn't satisfied again and reached for her waist. Jing was a particularly understanding woman; at times like this, she always made me feel very comfortable and touched. She loosened her belt and pulled out her shirt, so my hand touched her full, smooth skin. At this moment, touching her waist and abdomen right under someone else's nose was both thrilling and exciting.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the soft, warm feeling, but my penis was uncontrollably erect and extremely hard. My hand wandered upwards restlessly, and to my surprise, Jing had unhooked her bra at some point, and my hand touched a soft, plump breast. It was so exciting! I greedily grabbed and squeezed her breast, vigorously rubbing and kneading her nipples, my mind racing, almost ejaculating.

Jing cooperated by turning her body to the side, making it easier for me to touch her, but I felt her whole body tense up, her face buried in her collar, seemingly suppressing a satisfied moan.

And so, I continued to touch her breasts and nipples, not knowing how much time had passed or where the car was. Suddenly, I saw Old Xu in the next seat give me a very strange look, which startled me, and I quickly withdrew my hand. Thinking about it, it made sense; in broad daylight, my actions were a bit odd. By this time, we were not far from our destination.

Later, I told Jing how I felt, and she tapped my forehead: "You're just incredibly lustful; once you get excited, you don't care about anything."

On the way back, I got on a few more rides, but Jing and I were quite far apart, so we didn't have another chance.

Our craziest time was one day in late spring or early summer, while my wife was away on a business trip. That day, Jing took the day off and came to my house early. I saw her swaying her hips as she walked in through the window, so I took off my clothes. Because I'm young and exercise regularly, my body isn't too bad-looking. I left the door a crack open and waited for her.

When she came in and saw me, she laughed, reached out and grabbed my already erect penis, and said, "We have time today, you don't need to rush."

As she said those two sentences, she had already taken off her pants, revealing her white mons pubis and big white buttocks.

After we hugged and kissed twice, she knelt down and took my penis into her mouth, starting to give me oral sex. Jing's oral sex skills were incredibly high, making me feel extremely good. My penis felt almost equally stimulated in her mouth and vagina, but I preferred the feeling inside her. She used her mouth to tease my penis, and within minutes, I almost ejaculated. So I quickly stripped her naked, pushed her onto the bed, and hurriedly thrust into her vagina, which was already soaking wet. I shouted at her, "Jing, I love fucking you!"

She cried out "Oh, oh!" while replying, "Fuck me, fuck me to death! I love it when you fuck me!"

Seeing her wanton state, I trembled all over, and my penis throbbed as I ejaculated. As soon as I finished, she hugged me tightly, crying, "Hold me tight! Hold me tight!"

I knew she had also reached the initial climax. After the initial shock, we calmed down a bit and began to play with each other's bodies. A few minutes later, my penis was hard again, and we started trying different positions. What about "rear entry" and "69"? Sitting on the bed, licking each other's nipples while my penis is still inside her vagina; I really enjoy fucking her from behind. First, I can look at her plump white buttocks, grab her voluptuous waist and hips—it feels amazing. Second, I can touch her drooping breasts, or lie on her back and hug her—it feels so soft and comfortable. When I get excited, I can slap her big white buttocks while fucking her—it's so much fun.

This time, she was on top of me, using her special skill—using her vagina to thrust and squeeze hard. After this time, we were quite satisfied. After wiping ourselves off, we lay together on the bed talking.

Jing is especially good at snuggling. When she snuggles against you, it feels like every inch of her skin is against you. She seems so absorbed and gentle. Touching her smooth, soft skin and listening to her murmured sweet nothings, I can't get enough of kissing her or loving her.

Mature women like Jing are very considerate. When I wanted to suckle her nipple, she turned halfway to the side and put her breast to my mouth. I kissed her nipple and played with her breasts, eventually falling asleep. When I woke up, I found myself still sucking on her nipple, and she was asleep beside me.

After this short nap, my penis became hard again. She opened her eyes, saw my erect penis, and couldn't help but laugh. She kissed me and said, "You're really good. I love how hard you are."

We kissed passionately again, and she used her breasts to give me a nipplejob while licking my glans with her tongue. Because I wasn't as aroused anymore, we played for a long time this time, changing positions in various ways. I didn't ejaculate for a long time, but Jing came twice from my ministrations. Later, seeing that she was getting tired, I lay down on the bed and let her use her mouth to stimulate my penis, one hand touching my nipples, the other assisting her mouth in stroking my glans. She worked gently and diligently, and watching her wanton appearance, enjoying this blissful moment, I finally ejaculated into her mouth.

I spent most of the next day lying on Jing's stomach. Her waist and abdomen were very full, and it was incredibly soft and elastic to rest on. I touched her stomach, rubbed my face against her mons pubis, played with her labia, and pinched her clitoris—it was very enjoyable. Jing's thighs were very full, fleshy, and smooth; touching them or using them as a pillow was extremely pleasurable. A skinny girl like her wouldn't experience this.

I kissed her labia and said, "Looking at your beautiful cunt, I really don't want to let you go."

She spread her legs so I could see her better and said, "Touching this reminds me of how it feels when you fuck me. It feels so good to have you fuck me."

See, that's how mature she is—so pleasing to the eye and easy to please.

Our romantic time together flew by, and before we knew it, it was afternoon, time for Jing to go home. Only then did we realize that we hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day. I asked her if she was hungry. She smiled and said she didn't feel hungry, that she had eaten a lot of semen, and was a little thirsty. I had prepared some wine and food, but in the heat of the moment, neither of us remembered.

When she finished drinking and stood before me, fully dressed, I suddenly felt a pang of reluctance to let her go. We hugged each other tightly, and I kissed her cheeks, lips, and neck passionately. She returned my kisses with equal fervor. My penis instantly hardened, pressing against her lower abdomen.

I suddenly unzipped her pants, pulled down her underwear, pushed her face down on the headboard, grabbed her big white buttocks, and thrust my penis into her already wet vagina. I fucked her hard, and she said I was a bit crazy, like I wanted to fuck her to death. After I ejaculated hard into her vagina, my legs went weak, and I collapsed onto the bed with her. After our work project was completed, Jing and I had fewer opportunities to meet, and our rendezvous became less frequent. But there were still one or two times a month, until she was transferred to another job.

From Jing, I tasted the flavor of a mature woman, a charm that was intoxicating, a taste that was unforgettable. Like a vintage Moutai, mellow and profound, with an endless aftertaste. Mature women, I love you all… This is my true story.

Chapter 162 Group Sex

Tonight is unbearably hot, without a breath of wind, and my girlfriend and I are both sweating profusely. Ya-Chi is very sensitive to hot weather. She always feels that her body needs to be loose and comfortable, so she usually wears a loose-fitting tank top and a long, flowing skirt.

"If the shirt is loose, it's less likely to be noticed if I don't wear a bra when it's hot!"

she explained.

I didn't object, but whenever she actually went out with me without a bra, it often stirred up my desire to expose my girlfriend.

Ya-Chi has a large 34C bust, and with her innocent look, she often gets stared at on the street. When I'm not around, she's frequently subjected to unwanted advances, especially in crowded places. Ya-Chi seems used to these situations, and unless it's too much, she won't complain. So I often feel that my girlfriend harbors a desire to be humiliated, but she just doesn't dare to say it.

I remember once taking her back to university, she wasn't wearing a bra that day, just a loose-fitting shirt, with only a couple of buttons fastened, just enough so it wasn't showing.

We stood on the roadside waiting to cross the street. I noticed that when the pedestrian light turned green, a line of cars waiting were all driven by male drivers, and an idea popped into my head. As Ya-qi prepared to cross, I stopped her, saying my shoelace was untied. I squatted down, pretending to tie it, but actually waiting for the green light to start flashing. Ya-qi looked around nonchalantly. When the light started flashing, I got up and dragged her across the street.

As Ya-qi ran, her large breasts bounced up and down, and I felt a surge of pleasure seeing all the drivers staring at her body. It didn't stop there; a group of middle school boys coming from the opposite direction stopped in their tracks to stare.

Ya-qi, realizing a group of people were suddenly staring at her in the middle of the road, noticed her large breasts were being observed again and instinctively tugged at her shirt. But instead of pulling it, a button on her shirt came loose, making her cleavage even more apparent. Now she panicked a bit, dropping the books she was holding.

Just then, the traffic light turned green again, and cars behind her started honking their numbers. In her haste, Yaqi forgot what she looked like and squatted down to pick up the books. She was standing right in front of the group of middle school boys; when she squatted, her breasts were practically exposed to them.

Seeing their greedy eyes and her position, I suddenly thought of those AV scenes: a group of boys surrounding Yaqi, Yaqi squatting down to give one of them oral sex, her hands being grabbed and manipulated by two other boys, while the others masturbated on her body. In no time, Yaqi's mouth, face, and breasts were covered in their hot semen. Thinking

of this, I was also a little flustered. Yaqi, however, got up and pulled me across the street. She asked why I was standing there daydreaming. I whispered my fantasy in her ear, and Yaqi immediately blushed and slapped me, saying I had very bad thoughts.

After walking a few steps, she turned around and whispered in my ear, "Would it really excite you so much if I were gang-raped? I really don't understand, aren't you jealous?"

I didn't answer, just smiled at her, and she didn't ask any further. In my heart, I was thinking that watching you being gang-raped was exactly what excited me.

Because we were going to Ajiu's place for a party that night, Yaqi wore a very tight black halter-neck tank top and a super short tulle skirt that just covered her hips. The tank top was obviously quite narrow, making Yaqi sweat profusely, but I liked it because it tightly hugged Yaqi's large breasts, making her even more alluring than in a wide skirt.

After the party, we waited for the bus home. Ajiu lived in a remote area, and it was getting late, so we waited a long time for a bus, and there wasn't a single taxi. Yaqi was drunk, and the weather was hot, so her mind started to become hazy. I suggested she sit on the ground and wait, but she shook her head, saying the ground wasn't clean and she'd get a dirty bottom. So I sat on the ground first, then told her to sit on my lap. Seeing how considerate I was, Yaqi smiled and sat down. Of course, my actions weren't entirely out of consideration.

After Yaqi sat down, her breasts were right in front of me. She was excessively hot; I saw that her exposed upper breast was glistening with sweat, beads of sweat trickling down her white, large breasts into her cleavage, which I couldn't resist any longer. I stuck out my tongue and licked her left breast; the sweat tasted salty, yet had a wild quality.

Yaqi was startled by my sudden action and looked around. I didn't care about that; I bit down on one of her straps and pulled it down, licking her large breast while my other hand rubbed her other breast. Yaqi was wearing a strapless bra tonight; I unhooked the front and threw it on the ground.

Yaqi gently slapped me, glancing at the distance not far to our right: "Don't do this, someone will see us... um... no... stop..."

Despite saying this, Yaqi didn't stop me. I looked in the direction she was looking, and sure enough, there were some figures moving about. This excited me even more, and I licked harder and harder, my tongue focusing on sucking Yaqi's nipples. Her sweat mixed with my saliva, making her large breasts slippery. My hands didn't stop either, cupping and kneading her large breasts. Yaqi's breathing gradually quickened: "Um... ah... stop! Someone's looking... no, ah..."

Yaqi began to moan involuntarily. I looked towards the figures again and, sure enough, saw a figure standing behind a tree about twenty feet away. I couldn't see him clearly because it was darker on his side than on ours. I could only see his silhouette and his hand seemed to be moving up and down; he must be masturbating.

This sight excited me even more, and I began to grope Yaqi's body more roughly. While sucking on Yaqi's nipples, I pulled down her tank top completely, leaving Yaqi shirtless. I turned her over, pushed her up, and made her sit down again, so her back was pressed against my chest, and her breasts were completely exposed.

I didn't stop, biting Yaqi's shoulder and continuing to rub her breasts. Yaqi leaned against me, her whole body going limp, her hands pressing against mine, and she kept moaning softly.

I looked at the man again; he seemed to be getting closer and closer. I could see his face clearly now. His mouth was slightly open, and his hand was gripping his penis, moving it up and down rapidly. Afraid that Yaqi would see him standing so close, I pressed her head to look to the other side. Yaqi didn't seem to care and became increasingly bold, her moans growing louder: "Squeeze me harder... ah... so good... bite my shoulder... um, harder... ah... I feel like I'm being raped... ah ah... so high... keep going... um... you... don't stop..."

Suddenly, I heard a rumbling sound in the distance. Looking into the distance, I saw a light; I thought a bus was coming. I saw the man also turn around and look back. Suddenly, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground; he must have ejaculated.

Yaqi heard the bus sound at this moment, and her senses suddenly returned a little. She pulled her suspenders back up over her shoulders. I thought to myself, why is this damn bus always so late? But if I miss this one, I don't know how long I'll have to wait. I could only get up and prepare to board the bus. Yaqi stood up, then suddenly felt dizzy and slumped back into my arms. I helped her to the side of the bus stop. When the bus stopped, I nudged her onto it. The driver saw Yaqi stumbling along, her clothes disheveled, and glanced at me. I ignored him and turned away, only then realizing that Yaqi's bra was still on the side of the road. But she was already on the upper deck, so there was no reason for me to get off and retrieve it. I let it go.

The bus was nearly empty late at night. Only one middle-aged man was sitting at the front of the upper deck, but he was already asleep. Yaqi sat in the third row from the back of the bus. As soon as she sat down, she opened the window and leaned against it for some fresh air. There was no wind at all that night, and the bus was unbearably hot; we felt like we were in an oven.

For some reason, the bus waited at the stop for a long time without departing. Yaqi and I continued what we had been doing. I wanted her to pretend she didn't know me and fall asleep on the bus. Then I began to ravage her like a pervert in an AV.

Yaqi usually doesn't like to joke around like this with me, telling me not to have such perverted thoughts, but tonight she was a little tipsy, and I had gotten her excited just now, so she went along with my wishes and lay down by the window pretending to sleep. I walked a few steps, pretending to have just gotten on the bus, and told her that playing games is more fun if you're serious, and that she shouldn't wake up suddenly when she falls asleep. She nodded nervously. Just

as I was about to walk over to her, I suddenly heard a commotion downstairs, and a group of six thugs with fierce looks ran onto the bus. I heard one of them say, "Anything above C-cup!" "

So you've never seen anything like it. I'm sure this bra is a 35B. Smell it, it even smells like sweat!"

"I want to smell it, I want to smell it... Ah! It really is, like it was just taken off!"

I thought to myself, this must be Yaqi's bra. Hearing them sniffing and groping Yaqi's underwear, my heart pounded violently. They were making their way up the bus, and suddenly a wicked thought of humiliating Yaqi arose in my mind…

I quietly walked to the front of the bus, sat in the front row, and used the rearview mirror to spy on them, waiting for them to make their move on Yaqi, who remained oblivious. One of the thugs, a long-haired man, boarded first, looking around. When he saw Yaqi, who was almost half-naked, he probably couldn't believe his eyes and immediately signaled to the others to be quiet.

The other five thugs, unaware of what was happening, quickly boarded.

When they saw Yaqi, they all stopped. The leader looked around the bus and, seeing only me and the middle-aged man, and that I was pretending to be asleep, he immediately gave the others a wink. The six of them then surrounded Yaqi.

Two of them stood behind Yaqi, one blond and the other with his entire head covered in hoops; the long-haired one, probably their leader, stood next to Yaqi; the other three, who looked younger, knelt on the seats in front of Yaqi. This is good; I can clearly see everyone's actions.

The older man took the bra from Yaqi and swept it across Yaqi's face. Yaqi must have thought it was me; she was very obedient and didn't open her eyes. She was still trying to pretend to be asleep, turning her head to one side, her shoulder swaying slightly, and one strap slipped down. At this moment, the older man sat down next to Yaqi and reached out to grab her large breasts. Suddenly, the car swayed, and they all looked ahead. It turned out the driver had finally started driving.

The long-haired man turned back, threw Yaqi's bra next to her, and reached for Yaqi's breasts. Yaqi felt the sensation of being touched. Although she didn't know it wasn't me touching her, she felt an unprecedented pleasure. I saw her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of her breasts being fondled, while slowly twisting her body. The others stood silently, but their eyes revealed their uncontrollable lust.

Yaqi seemed completely absorbed in the caresses, her body shifting restlessly in the chair, her mouth half-open, emitting hazy moans, her expression utterly wanton.

The older man pulled down the other strap of Yaqi's bra, completely exposing her breasts to them. The older man seemed to be losing control, his hands moving rapidly, Yaqi's body twisting and turning with his rhythm, the moans emanating from her mouth clearly audible from my position. Seeing Yaqi's mouth opening and closing, the older man inserted a finger into her mouth. Yaqi, her eyes still tightly closed, sucked on his finger. The older man moved his finger in and out of Yaqi's mouth, then pulled out his wet finger, circling it around her lips. Yaqi extended her soft tongue, chasing after his finger to lick it.

I glanced at the others' reactions. The blond guy's eyes were practically blazing with lust, and the one with pierced hair had already unzipped his pants and was masturbating. Only the other three dared not make a sound, crouching by the chairs watching.

Suddenly, the blond guy took something out of his pocket. I couldn't see what it was, but he handed it to the eldest brother, who nodded, took the thing, and put it in Yaqi's mouth. Then, he suddenly stood up, pulled Yaqi's legs up, and she fell back onto the chair. I couldn't see Yaqi's body because she was now completely hidden by the chair. I only heard Yaqi let out a muffled cry. She must have opened her eyes and realized that it wasn't me who had been raping her, but a group of strangers. Seeing that they were no longer paying attention to me, I quietly crawled forward a few rows to continue watching how my girlfriend was being violated.

"Miss, don't be afraid. You're already ours. No matter how much you scream, no one will save you. Someone as beautiful as you would probably join us if they tried to save you!"

Yaqi was still struggling. One of her hands was held by a young man in front of her, and the other by a blond man. I only now noticed that her mouth was gagged with a wad of cloth.

The older man sat on Yaqi's lap and pulled her tank top up to her waist. He had a small knife in his hand. I started to worry; I only wanted to see Yaqi being gang-raped, not that she was in any danger. The older man held the knife to Yaqi's face: "You don't want any weird lines or wrinkles on your cute face, do you? Then be a good girl and answer my questions."

This time, Yaqi was genuinely afraid. She had always been proud of her figure and appearance. After hearing this, she slowly nodded.

The older man removed the wad of cloth from her mouth: "Is this your bra?"

Yaqi nodded, her face flushed.

"I told you to answer me, and if you disobey again, I'll draw a line down your neck!"

"Yes, yes, it's mine."

"How big are your breasts? Answer me honestly, don't lie and say they're big! Hahaha!"

The others laughed along, but Yaqi's face turned even redder.

"I...I'm a 35B..."

"Haha! Didn't I already say this bra is a 35B? Your older brother is never wrong about these things."

After saying that, the older brother grabbed Yaqi's large breasts again. Yaqi didn't dare dodge, so she turned her head away; I think she was looking for me.

Seeing that Yaqi had turned her head away, the older brother grabbed her face again, forcing her to look at him: "What's wrong? Want to leave? You can, I'll let you go eventually, but when depends on your behavior. Now, please put your legs up on the back of the chair, I want to see what kind of underwear you're wearing!"

Yaqi, seeing she couldn't resist and with me nowhere to be seen, had no choice but to obey the older brother's orders. But this was the first time she had been humiliated like this, and she felt incredibly embarrassed.

Just as Yaqi hesitated, the older brother threatened her again: "If you don't hurry, I'll cut your skirt open with a knife."

Afraid he would actually use a knife, Yaqi lifted her right leg and placed it on the back of the chair in front of her. I saw Yaqi's leg trembling, and her left leg was even more limp. The older brother gave a wink to the piercing-wearing henchman, who then grabbed Yaqi's left leg, and Yaqi's legs were now spread wide open in front of everyone.

The older brother glanced at Yaqi's private parts, chuckled slyly, and began to unbuckle his belt. He asked Yaqi, "I really can't see what kind of panties you're wearing. Can you tell us? Tell us why we can't see them."

He then pulled his pants down, revealing a large bulge in his underwear.

Yaqi's face flushed even more. She lowered her head, unable to look them in the eye. "I...I'm wearing...it's...it's...a thong...very thin...so we can't see it."

Yaqi's voice became very soft towards the end, almost inaudible.

"Are you going against me again? You've got guts. Say it out loud: 'I'm wearing the most lewd and shameless thong panties because I'm a slut! I'm always waiting for someone to fuck my little cunt!' If you miss a single word, I'll stab you right now!"

Yaqi was so anxious she wanted to cry, but seeing the blond man's knife hovering over her face, she had no choice but to bravely repeat, "I...I'm wearing...lewd and shameless thong panties...because I'm...I'm a slut...I'm...I'm waiting for someone to fuck me..."

Yaqi couldn't continue.

"Where?" The older

brother moved closer and closer to Yaqi.

"Fuck...fuck my little cunt..."

Yaqi turned her head away after saying that, because the older brother's penis hidden in his panties was almost touching her face.

The blond man's hand pressed down on her head, forcibly turning Yaqi's head back, and Yaqi's little mouth was pressed against the older brother's penis through his panties.

"Use your mouth to take off my panties, then open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

Yaqi's expression became a little dazed. She looked at her older brother, tears welling up in her eyes, and shook her head: "Can you please let me go? I've shown you everything... and touched you all..."

"Really? I can't remember touching your pussy! Did I?"

Yaqi shook her head.

"Then do you want one finger first, or two? Three is fine too, I think you little slut are definitely going for three, hahaha!"

Yaqi became anxious and quickly replied, "No, no, one is fine."

Without saying a word, her older brother reached behind her and groped along the inside of Yaqi's thigh, all the way to her private parts. He pulled down Yaqi's thong and inserted his fingers into her vagina. Yaqi cried out "Ah!"

"Ah! I told you you were a slut, you're a slut!"

The eldest brother held up his fingers for everyone to see; his fingers were completely wet, soaked with the love juice from Yaqi's vagina.

Yaqi was usually very wet, so it was no wonder she was leaking so much fluid in such a stimulating and humiliating scene.

The eldest brother put his finger, which was full of Yaqi's juice, into his mouth and sucked on it, then wiped it on Yaqi's face, and then shoved his finger into Yaqi's mouth.

"Little slut, you must have tasted your own juices before, right? Looking at your lewd appearance, you must masturbate at least four or five times a day!"

The eldest brother said as he ran his wet, slippery fingers through Yaqi's hair.

"I didn't! Please let me go! You even...touched me! You said you'd let me go!"

"When did I say I'd let you go! I said I'd fuck you! You must have misheard me. This is my last warning. If you don't behave, I'll chop you in the face!"

The older brother said, taking the blond knife and making a small cut on Yaqi's arm.

This terrified Yaqi. She quickly said to the older brother, "No! I'll listen, I'll listen."

The older brother leaned back slightly, making sure Yaqi's head was in the center. Yaqi didn't dare hesitate any longer and bit down on the older brother's underwear, using her mouth to pull it down. The older brother's big penis immediately sprang out. He moved his body up and down, rubbing his penis against Yaqi's face. Then he shoved his penis towards Yaqi's mouth. Yaqi opened her mouth, and he thrust it in, fucking Yaqi's mouth.

The others started to move as well. The blond man released Yaqi's hand and grabbed her large breasts, rubbing and squeezing them, pinching her nipples hard. Yaqi groaned in pain, but her mouth was filled with the boss's penis thrusting in and out, preventing her from making a sound.

The man with the ringed head knelt between Yaqi's legs, licking her vulva incessantly. Yaqi's legs involuntarily crossed behind him, as if she were enjoying it. The other three also groped Yaqi's body, two of them already masturbating. All

six of them were touching Yaqi at the same time, and the groans she was making were starting to sound like moans. Her legs clamped tighter and tighter, and her body began to slowly shift on the chair.

The boss stopped Yaqi's head, pulled out his penis, patted his subordinate behind him, and he stopped licking and made room.

"What's wrong, you little slut? Does my brother feel good?"

"Soo...so good."

I saw that Yaqi's face had really changed a bit. Her eyes were no longer afraid, but rather seemed a little intoxicated. I thought her hidden desires might have been aroused.

The older brother pulled Yaqi up. She knelt on the chair, her buttocks slightly raised, her hands outstretched and pressing on the back of the chair, as if she was really waiting for someone to fuck her. Seeing that Yaqi was starting to cooperate, the older brother pressed on even more aggressively, asking Yaqi, "You really want someone to fuck you, don't you?"

"Yes...yes..."

"Where do you want me to fuck you?"

"Insert into my little cunt, quick...um...I want a big cock to fuck me..."

"And what else? You don't just have one hole to fuck, do you?"

"I want them all, I want them all, fuck my mouth...fuck me...suck my nipples, grab me, grab me harder...ah...um..."

The eldest brother lifted Yaqi's buttocks and thrust his penis into her vagina. Yaqi screamed and gripped the back of the chair tightly with both hands. The eldest brother thrust into Yaqi forcefully, while the blond man shoved his penis into her mouth. He parted Yaqi's hair and admired her lewd appearance. The man with pierced hair grabbed Yaqi's right hand and masturbated, while another jumped forward, grabbing Yaqi's left hand and placing it on his penis. The two men rubbed Yaqi's swaying breasts, while the other two masturbated and waited.

Yaqi was now completely dominated by lust; her body moved with each man's actions, and she let out high and low moans. Golden Hair was the first to lose control. He pressed Yaqi's head down forcefully with both hands, his body trembling a few times before pulling his penis out. Yaqi turned her head slightly, the semen in her mouth slowly dripping from the corner of her lips. She looked at the two large penises in her hands and then started sucking on one of them. Yaqi took the penis in her mouth and used her hands to vigorously stroke the back of the penis back and forth, alternating between the two.

Suddenly, Yaqi spat out the penis from her mouth, panting heavily, and cried out, "Harder... harder... I'm coming, I'm coming... thrust into my hole, thrust into me... shoot me, shoot me... ahh... um... so high... shoot me, shoot my face, shoot my nipples, harder... ah..."

Yaqi's intense reaction made everyone unable to hold back any longer. The eldest brother turned Yaqi's body over and continued to thrust violently, while the two next to him pulled Yaqi's hands away, using their own hands to hold their penises. One leaned forward and ejaculated onto Yaqi's face, while the other ejaculated onto Yaqi's large breasts. Yaqi's moans grew louder and louder, and the other two who were masturbating also ejaculated onto Yaqi's body.

At this moment, the eldest brother also slammed into Yaqi several times, groaned, pulled out his penis, and ejaculated onto Yaqi's breasts and face; he brought his penis to Yaqi's small mouth, and Yaqi stuck out her tongue and licked the semen off his penis as well.

Yaqi lay contentedly on the chair, her body and face covered in the semen of the men. She gently wiped it away with her hands, the semen coating her entire body. I checked my watch; we still had at least forty-five minutes before we arrived. I waited for their second gang rape of Yaqi. (

Chapter 163: The Hypocritical Aunt

Zhuang) Aunt Zhuang had long, flowing hair and wore a light blue nightgown. The nightgown was transparent from the chest down to her navel, and under the light, I could see her light green patterned bra underneath, proudly erect before the men. Sitting on the floor, I could see through the gap in Aunt Zhuang's nightgown, her light green bra firmly erect, slightly upturned, trembling slightly. I was already extremely aroused, and my gaze was fixed on Aunt Zhuang's lower body; her snow-white thighs made my heart race. The worst part was that Aunt Zhuang was only wearing black silk panties, and they were just a few feet away from my eyes. I could clearly see those plump black silk panties and the mysterious crevice in the center. No wonder Aunt Zhuang was a beauty; people would guess she was no more than thirty, but she was already 35. "Xiao Gao, come help me fix the water pipe." Aunt Zhuang's voice was sweet.

Because the space was small, I bumped her chest hard with my shoulder, and her two large breasts bounced wildly like wounded deer. Aunt Zhuang's face turned red instantly, and she took a step back, giving me an uneasy glare. I was nervous, feeling even more guilty, and quickly apologized to her, not daring to look at Aunt Zhuang again, and went to the kitchen sink to fix it. Just as I was about to speak, I turned the tap up to the maximum, splashing water everywhere and soaking Aunt Zhuang's upper body. I'd messed up again! I nervously turned off the water tap and peeked at Aunt Zhuang. She was wiping her face, and her see-through nightgown was completely wet, revealing her light green, semi-transparent, patterned bra, which emitted a captivating fragrance! In the stillness of the night, I could no longer control myself; the urge to embrace her and make love to her overwhelmed me!

After Aunt Zhuang finished wiping her face, our eyes met. Startled, she blushed crimson, too afraid to scold me. Just as she was about to leave, an unknown beetle flew over and landed on her left breast. Aunt Zhuang screamed and clung to me, her large, wet, hot, and incredibly bouncy breasts pressing tightly against me. In my fervor, my hard penis pressed against her thick, dark pubic hair.

Aunt Zhuang shook her body in shame, intensifying the friction between our genitals. She panicked, struggling and saying, "Let me go!

At this point, how can I let you go?" I lied to Aunt Zhuang, saying the beetle was still on her, and told her to close her eyes while I caught it. Aunt Zhuang really closed her eyes and didn't move. I reached my hand up from under the gap in Aunt Zhuang's nightgown and roughly pulled down her strapless bra. Her bra was in my hand. I then gently touched Aunt Zhuang's large breasts. Seeing that she didn't resist, I stroked her nipples. I felt that her nipples were very large. Touching her made Aunt Zhuang tremble all over. She didn't dare to open her eyes, and her breathing became heavy, and her heart beat twice as fast! "What are you doing? Why are you touching me?" "The beetle is on you. Don't move."

I quickly reached into Aunt Zhuang's panties and touched her. She was already wet. I withdrew my hand and simply pulled up Aunt Zhuang's nightgown. Her two bouncy breasts trembled heavily. I pinched one of Aunt Zhuang's breasts with my hand and sucked on the nipple of the other breast with my mouth.

Aunt Zhuang couldn't hold back anymore. Her breathing became heavier and deeper, and she bit her lip lightly. I removed Aunt Zhuang's black silk panties. The fabric of the panties was soft and delicate. I helped Aunt Zhuang lie on her back on the ground, and I also took off my pants. Aunt Zhuang, lying on the ground, still had her eyes closed, her face flushed, and her small red lips trembling. Aunt Zhuang's snow-white breasts stood proudly to the sky, rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Her lower body was naked, and her central opening was already a muddy mess. Moreover, Aunt Zhuang's two snow-white thighs were trembling rhythmically, and her face was turning red and white in turns! Aunt Zhuang spread her legs, her hands clenched into fists, and asked as if she had done something wrong: "Where is the beetle?" I didn't answer, but gently pressed down on her, and suddenly inserted my penis into Aunt Zhuang's vagina, which surprised her, yet was also expected. She was about to push him away, but her red lips were already being kissed passionately.

Aunt Zhuang reached out to hit me, but as I gripped her large breasts and frantically pursued her, she instead clung tightly to me, groping my back and moaning. At that moment, I couldn't help but ejaculate inside her. Aunt Zhuang got up, took off her top, and her two large breasts bounced wildly like erupting volcanoes, making my penis hard. But how could I resist such a natural beauty offering herself so readily? I took off my pants, and Aunt Zhuang knelt on the floor, sucking my penis. I couldn't resist any longer, picked her up, placed her on the bed, and pressed myself against her. Just as I was about to penetrate her, Aunt Zhuang suddenly screamed: "Why are you here? Get out!" Aunt Zhuang struggled with all her might. "

Aunt Zhuang, stop acting! You're talking nonsense! You bad man, you pervert, I won't let you get away with this!" Aunt Zhuang suddenly flipped over, and I sat on her stomach, her hands pounding against my arms.

Her two large breasts bounced, full of elasticity.

I gripped Aunt Zhuang's large breasts tightly with both hands and said, "Your husband is not coming back. You lack a sense of security, haha!" Aunt Zhuang angrily gritted her teeth and said, "I will kill you, you lecher!" But I gripped her breasts tightly, causing her to scream. I released her, grabbed her waist, lifted her up, moved her lower body closer, and with a sudden, forceful thrust, used her weight to sit down, successfully inserting my unbreakable penis into her vagina!

Aunt Zhuang was startled and struggled even more frantically in anger, screaming that she would kill me. Aunt Zhuang was covered in sweat, the sweat streaming down her face and onto her breasts, splashing onto me as her breasts throbbed wildly. Aunt Zhuang's heart was racing, her breathing was heavy, and an orgasm was approaching. It was the intense friction of my penis against her clitoris caused by her frenzied movements that produced pleasure! In fact, Aunt Zhuang had indeed fallen in love with me. How could a woman bear the shame of having her secret exposed, of being transformed from a virtuous woman who had been violated into a harlot who seduced men?

When my hands touched her passionately, and she showed signs of thrusting her hips, I began to undress and shifted my focus to kissing her genitals. My tongue incessantly licked Aunt Zhuang's clitoris and occasionally probed into her vagina, teasing it. Aunt Zhuang's vaginal secretions increased, and without hesitation, I embraced and kissed her, guiding her legs in rhythm with my movements. Aunt Zhuang had probably not had sex in a long time, so she was incredibly passionate. I used my fingers to insert into her vagina, bringing Aunt Zhuang to orgasm, and she moaned incessantly. Later, Aunt Zhuang rode on top of me, rocking back and forth, and we both reached our climax at the same time. Aunt Zhuang held me tightly as I ejaculated my thick semen into her vagina, at which point she kissed me even more excitedly.

Aunt Zhuang skillfully and deftly pulled out my thick, long, and hard penis with her slender, delicate hands. When her hand touched it, I trembled, feeling an unparalleled pleasure coursing through my body. I couldn't help but let out two soft moans. "Is it good? You little rascal, it's so big! No wonder women like you." Aunt Zhuang said softly, "Mmm..." I only managed a soft "Mmm."

Aunt Zhuang stroked my penis back and forth with her hand, while I once again pulled her voluptuous body into my arms, caressing her large breasts. Her hand still tightly gripped my penis, accepting my passionate kisses. Her hand stroked my penis even more forcefully.

With one hand I continued to fondle Aunt Zhuang's breasts, while the other hand slipped inside her private parts, caressing her plump vulva through her silk black panties. Ah... ah... Aunt Zhuang's sensitive areas were being caressed and kneaded by me, and she immediately felt waves of tingling pleasure throughout her body. Her vulva felt incredibly hot from the caresses, and she excitedly released some vaginal fluid, wetting her black, semi-transparent, patterned silk panties.

Aunt Zhuang's body writhed continuously from this teasing, and she frequently let out soft moans: Mmm... mmm... I used two fingers to probe inside Aunt Zhuang's vaginal opening, which was leaking vaginal fluid. Ah... oh... Aunt Zhuang's vagina was so soft. My fingers moved up and down deep inside Aunt Zhuang's vagina, constantly stroking the vaginal walls.

Oh…ah…Aunt Zhuang, her face flushed, writhed excitedly, her long, beautiful legs tightly gripping my hand. Her rounded buttocks rose and fell with the movement of my fingers. Mmm…mmm…oh…oh…Ah…A wanton moan escaped from her cherry-like mouth.

Soon, Aunt Zhuang trembled all over from my caresses. My teasing ignited her primal, lustful desire. Minjie's eyes were filled with spring passion, and I knew her sexual desire had reached its peak.

I immediately turned off the TV and lights, picked up Aunt Zhuang and carried her into her bedroom. I gently placed her on the bed, then turned on the bedside lamp, closed the door, and stripped off my clothes. I pulled Aunt Zhuang into my arms, kissing her, and removed the straps of her nightgown.

I saw her full, snow-white body, her two plump breasts almost overflowing, her long, beautiful legs so alluring, and her vulva already soaked with lustful fluids.

I bent down and gently licked Aunt Zhuang's neck, first pulling down her transparent nightgown, licking her deep red areolas, sucking on her large, grape-like nipples, then licking her belly and navel. Then I licked her thick black pubic hair, her long, beautiful legs, her fair feet, and her neat toes.

Mmm...mmm...Aunt Zhuang was now filled with lust, her whole body trembling, writhing and moaning softly. Her alluring cries were so beautiful, so tempting, stimulating my senses. Under the dim lamplight, her naked body was curvaceous and shapely, her curves as exquisite as crystal. Her delicate, rosy face, her small, slightly upturned nose, her slightly parted, sensual lips, her full, snow-white skin, her plump, tender breasts, her rosy, tender nipples, her smooth, round, and large buttocks, her shapely, smooth legs, and her prominent mons pubis and thick, dark pubic hair, wet with her juices, were incredibly seductive. Aunt Zhuang's flawless, jade-like skin ignited my lust, making me unable to resist. I leaned down on her again, kissing her nipples, her navel, and her pubic hair. Aunt Zhuang's pubic hair was thick, black, and long, completely surrounding her alluring, suggestive vulva.

The barely visible crevice of her vulva was glistening with wet, lustful fluid. Her two dark red labia opened and closed rhythmically, just like the cherry lips on her face, equally alluring, as if beckoning me to come quickly. I parted Aunt Zhuang's snow-white, rounded, and slender legs, first kissing her plump vulva with my mouth, then licking her labia majora and minora with the tip of my tongue, and finally gently biting her clitoris, which was about the size of a peanut, with my teeth.

Ah... um... ah... Xiao... good Xiaoming... you're making me... I feel so good... you're so naughty! Aunt Zhuang felt an intense, tingling pleasure as I licked her, waves of electric-like sensation washing over her. Her plump buttocks writhed and thrust upwards, swaying from side to side, her hands tightly gripping my head as she let out joyful, coquettish gasps: "Ah...you little devil...I can't take it anymore...oh...you...you're licking me so well...I...I'm going to...I'm going to cum..."

I sucked and licked her wet, fleshy vulva with all my might, and a stream of hot, lustful fluid gushed out of Aunt Zhuang's little hole. Aunt Zhuang trembled all over, bending her legs and raising her plump buttocks even higher, allowing me to lick and suck her fluids even more thoroughly. "Ah...ah...you...you've never licked me like this before, it feels so good."

Without letting her rest, I gripped my penis and rubbed the large glans against Aunt Zhuang's vulva, making her unbearably itchy. She couldn't help but cry out shyly, "Little Ming, my good baby, stop rubbing... my vulva is so itchy... hurry... hurry and put your penis in... insert it into my vulva... please... please give it to me... hurry up!"

From Aunt Zhuang's lewd appearance, I knew that she had already released some fluid when I licked her earlier and was at the peak of excitement. Aunt Zhuang cried out in a wanton voice, "Little Gao, I'm so itchy! ... You... you're still teasing me... hurry! Hurry up and put it in! ... hurry up!"

Looking at Aunt Zhuang's seductive, lewd, and unbearably thirsty expression, I couldn't hold back any longer. I aimed my penis at her vulva and thrust it in hard, with a whoosh, all the way to the bottom. The large glans pressed against the depths of Aunt Zhuang's vulva. Aunt Zhuang's vulva was warm and tight, the tender flesh inside wrapped around my penis tightly. It felt so good, ah... ah... oh... oh... ah! Oh! So thick, so big, so hard, oh...it feels so good.

Because of the lubrication from our vaginal fluids, thrusting was effortless. The sounds of flesh rubbing against flesh and the squelching of vaginal fluids, along with the creaking of the bed under our weight, created a beautiful symphony. Xiaoming felt so good! ...Thrust faster! ...Oh! ...I kept kissing Aunt Zhuang's full breasts, opening my mouth to suck on her hard nipples.

High...you're sucking me...I can't take it...down there...faster! Faster...harder! I continued to thrust my penis up and down, straight in and out. Aunt Zhuang's buttocks moved in rhythm with my movements, her vaginal fluids flowing like a burst dam, constantly gushing from the depths of her vagina, down her white buttocks, and onto the bed.

Seeing her frenzied state, I asked: Auntie, do you like me? Yes...I like it! You're making me feel so good! I kept increasing the speed of my thrusts, ah...I can't take it anymore! ...I came again!...Aunt Zhuang hugged my head tightly, her legs clamping around my waist, ah!...A gush of lustful fluid gushed out again.

Aunt Zhuang, now climaxed, was on top of me. I didn't pull out my penis. I put her on the bed, straddling her body, kissing her red lips and caressing her breasts while thrusting my penis. "Little...Little Ming, let me...on top," I said, hugging Aunt Zhuang tightly and turning her over, lifting her onto top. Aunt Zhuang first took out my penis, then straddled me, using her slender hands to spread her vulva and align it with my erect penis. With a soft "plop," Aunt Zhuang's plump buttocks slid down, and my entire penis was inside her. "Oh...so big..."

Aunt Zhuang's plump buttocks moved up and down, with rhythmic "plop, plop" sounds. She swayed her slender waist, her full breasts shaking wildly. She was not only drenched in fragrant sweat, but also frequently let out seductive moans: "Oh...oh...Little...Little Gao...Auntie feels so good!" ...So good...Ahhh...Ya! ...This is the biggest penis I've ever enjoyed.

Aunt Zhuang swayed up and down, her body causing her large, full breasts to sway back and forth, making me dizzy with excitement. I reached out and grabbed Sister Min's breasts, kneading and caressing them to my heart's content. Aunt Zhuang's already full breasts became even firmer, and her nipples became hard from the kneading.

Aunt Zhuang moved faster and faster, involuntarily contracting her vaginal opening to tightly suck the glans. She was covered in fragrant sweat as she desperately moved her body up and down rapidly, her cherry lips opening and closing, panting heavily. Aunt Zhuang's shiny hair flew around with her body movements. Aunt Zhuang's happy moans and the squelching sounds of her penis being pulled in and out made me even more excited. I also felt my glans being licked, sucked, and squeezed by her vaginal opening, making my whole body tremble.

I caressed Aunt Zhuang's two full and soft breasts. Aunt Zhuang's breasts became firmer and firmer. I sucked on them gently with my lips. Her tender nipples were stimulated and stood up like beans. The teasing made Aunt Zhuang moan and cry out in a wanton and seductive way. Her whole body trembled and she kept getting wet. Her beautiful pink face was full of spring passion. Her seductive eyes were slightly open and she looked extremely charming.

Aunt Zhuang was driven to ecstasy, her hair disheveled, panting heavily, her eyes glazed over, her sheets soaked with sweat and vaginal fluid. Her beautiful face radiated the joy of sexual satisfaction. "Mmm... kiss Xiao Gao! ...put my... fat hole... sister... so... comfortable! ...so good... you're really good... oh... oh, I can't take it.../I can't take it! Ah! ... oh... oh... so good... so comfortable... so comfortable... oh... I'm going to cum... cum..." Aunt Zhuang's brows furrowed, her voice soft and seductive, the extreme pleasure driving her to ecstasy. A gush of hot, thick vaginal fluid gushed from her vulva.

Watching Aunt Zhuang's delicate labia flip in and out with each thrust of my penis, watching the large amount of hot, wet fluid gushing from her vulva, the contractions of her vulva sucking at my penis, I couldn't hold back any longer. Auntie, I'm going to cum too! I thrust rapidly, and Aunt Zhuang desperately arched her plump buttocks to meet my rhythm. Finally, she gushed out streams of semen, filling her little pussy. Aunt Zhuang's pussy deeply felt this strong, viscous semen.

Oh...oh...so good...Aunt Zhuang breathed heavily, leaning over me, and I held her tightly. We fell asleep in each other's arms, satisfied.

Chapter 164 She was an elegant woman, unforgettable to me.

A few years ago, I participated in an advanced training course organized by the China Photographers Association. The course lasted a year, and the teacher praised me as the student who had made the most progress, which showed that my foundation was the weakest.

For me, the biggest gain from this training was Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was the tallest girl in the class. I never saw her wear high heels, but the proportion of her legs to her body was still unforgettable. Perhaps she was born with a model's figure, but she was definitely past the age for this profession. I was thirty years old that year, and she was older than me. She never revealed exactly how many years older she was. The first time I saw this woman, I had the idea of recruiting her.

I like women, but I don't like one-night stands. I think one-night stands are like fast food—lacking in aftertaste and substance, too superficial.

Although I have a soft spot for fast food in real life, it's to satisfy my physical hunger, but when it comes to satisfying sexual hunger, I prefer a slow and meticulously prepared home-cooked meal.

Chenfeng isn't the prettiest girl in the class, nor the youngest, but she's definitely the girl the girls envy the most.

Our lecturer is a famous bald photographer, mature and rugged, probably an idol for many girls.

His opening remarks for the first class were:

"I won't take up too much of your precious time with a self-introduction. If you want to know more about me, please refer to page [page number] of the Chinese Photographers Dictionary; secondly, please look at this postcard in my hand. This is my work, selected from a global call for postcard submissions by the United Nations, and it has the signature of the UN Secretary-General."

Saying anything else would be superfluous; these two points alone are enough to establish his qualifications to stand on the podium.

The fact that Chenfeng is the object of the girls' envy in the class is directly related to this lecturer.

After only a few classes, everyone noticed that the teacher and Chenfeng always entered the classroom together. After class, many students would ask the teacher questions, but as soon as Chenfeng left the classroom, the teacher would always make excuses and hastily end the conversation. Many students, not just the girls, held a grudge against Chenfeng for not being able to fully communicate with the teacher.

Later, Chenfeng told me that she and the teacher met through a friend at a photography exhibition. The teacher wanted her to be his photography model, but she refused (presumably because he wanted to photograph nudes). This time, the teacher called her several times to invite her to the workshop, saying she could attend his classes for free. Chenfeng voluntarily went to the academic affairs office to pay the tuition. However, the textbooks from the New York Institute of Photography that we used were a gift from the teacher, and they had his signature on them.

The teacher said it was on her way to class, so she always picked her up and took her home after class. Chenfeng felt very guilty about this. A few times, seeing the teacher chatting enthusiastically with the students, she tried to sneak away to avoid the teacher having to take her home. However, the teacher would catch up with her in his car after she had only gone a short distance. Afraid of upsetting the students, she had no choice but to stay with the teacher until the end. As a result, the students became even more convinced that Chenfeng and the teacher had a special relationship, and I thought so too.

Another thing about Chenfeng that made people jealous didn't include the boys.

Her clothes were always the highlight of the class. She almost always wore suits, and I rarely saw her wear the same outfit twice. I felt that only a woman with such an elegant temperament like Chenfeng could truly showcase the designer's skill. At that time, I had never seen Chenfeng's legs completely. She never wore very short skirts, but in my imagination, they must have been long and beautiful legs. Later, it turned out that her legs were much sexier than I had imagined, often exciting me. But that's another story.

Every time Chenfeng appeared in the classroom, she would attract a lot of attention. I felt that it wasn't just men like me who wanted to see what she was wearing; perhaps women were even more interested, just with different motivations and destinations.

My real contact with Chenfeng began during the May Day holiday when we went on a photography trip to Mount Tai. Since it was initiated by the teacher, many students initially signed up. However, as May Day approached, the teacher announced that his child's school was organizing a "Me and My Parents" holiday trip, and his child had signed up his family. The school had asked him to be the photography consultant for the trip, and he couldn't refuse. In short, the teacher couldn't go.

With the teacher gone, many students lost interest, and I didn't want to go either. I had been to Mount Tai many times before; it was one of the stops on my honeymoon trip a few years ago.

In the end, only three students insisted on going, including Chenfeng. During break, Chenfeng approached me and asked if I could go with them. She felt the other two students were too young, just kids in their early twenties. Although one of them was a boy, she still hoped for another male student to accompany them. She said that the three of them had discussed it and decided that I was more easygoing and might join them, and they nominated Chenfeng to persuade me.

I am indeed an easygoing person, and I don't want to spoil other people's fun if possible, so I readily agreed.

Unexpectedly, the teacher strongly opposed the plan. He felt it wasn't safe for just a few of us to go. I immediately said that I would give up if everyone else did, but they insisted on going.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade the three of them after class, the teacher publicly stated in class that Chenfeng was the oldest and should have thought things through more carefully, instead of acting impulsively like the other two young people.

I could tell that both Chenfeng and the teacher were somewhat unhappy. After class, she left immediately, and the teacher didn't follow her as usual.

The last class before the holiday was filled with lectures about the dangers of Mount Tai and how springtime isn't the best time to photograph its scenery. The class was rather dull; the teacher had clearly gone off-topic.

We stayed in Mount Tai for three days. Usually, the two young male and female students were together, while Chenfeng and I were.

I learned that Chenfeng's husband, an engineer, had been living abroad for almost ten years, only able to reunite with her during the Spring Festival.

They had no children. Chenfeng worked as an accountant at an imported car dealership, and she had little financial burden at home or work, leaving her with plenty of free time.

I also have plenty of time; I'm a department head at a state-owned company, so I don't have to work regular hours. My wife and I live with my in-laws, and I often come home late, mainly because I'm not used to their lifestyle. My wife is quite understanding.

After returning from Mount Tai, Chenfeng and I became friends, and our interactions extended beyond the training course.

Just then, my company decided to provide me with a car, and I chose a Honda Accord at the dealership where Chenfeng worked. Chenfeng handled all the paperwork for me.

For a long time, Chenfeng and I were kindred spirits. Although we saw each other frequently, I was always awestruck by her graceful demeanor and kind heart. I looked up to her with reverence, both in reality and in spirit.

During our year in the photography class, we were always on the surface, and it was only much later that we were truly overwhelmed by emotions or desires.

It was a weekend evening, about three months after the photography class ended. I had just finished dinner at home when I received a call from Chenfeng. Her voice was as calm and gentle as ever. At first, I didn't notice anything different from usual. When she heard that I had already eaten and was home, she said she had wanted to have dinner with me, but since I had already eaten, she didn't. In the instant she hung up, I sensed a hint of sadness in her tone, a feeling that flashed through my mind only briefly.

The matter didn't end there. Around 11 p.m., I received another call. The number displayed was Chenfeng's. A strange man spoke, very gentlemanly. He said a lady was feeling unwell while dining at his restaurant. Before he could finish, I interrupted him and asked him to give me the restaurant's location.

This was a restaurant with a nostalgic ambiance, clearly closed. A few lights shone on a leather private booth in a corner. Chenfeng had her head buried in her arms, a bottle of red wine in front of her, almost empty. I couldn't bear to see this. A wave of self-reproach and guilt washed over me. A woman, when lonely or helpless, calls the person she trusts most. Clearly, my carelessness and indifference had hurt Chenfeng.

Chenfeng was indeed an elegant woman. Even after drinking too much, she maintained her good manners. She didn't forget to apologize to the restaurant manager, didn't let me offer excessive assistance, didn't behave inappropriately in the car, and ultimately didn't forget to stop me at her door. Although I noticed a slight hesitation when she unlocked the door, and although her gaze was full of warmth, she thanked me and gently closed the door.

I lingered downstairs at Chenfeng's apartment for a long time. If Chenfeng was usually graceful and elegant, today she was truly captivating. As I helped her upstairs, I felt a surge of heat throughout my body.

I had already started the car, but I was still reluctant to leave. I dialed Chenfeng's number. At first, she thought I had arrived home, so we chatted on the phone. She said it was her birthday today, and she hadn't received a call from her husband, which made her feel a little melancholy. She had intended to commemorate it by herself, but after ordering food, she suddenly felt lonely, and that's when she called me.

I apologized to Chenfeng, regretting my carelessness, and boldly told her how I felt. I said she looked exceptionally beautiful today, and I had just had the urge to hug and kiss her. Chenfeng remained silent for a long time, clearly affected by my words. She said she didn't know why, but she really wanted me to keep her company today. I told her that I noticed she hesitated a bit when she came in. She said that no man had ever come to her house when her husband wasn't home. She also told me that her photography teacher had said to her more than once in her photography class, "

Chenfeng, won't you invite me in for a bit?"

Each time, she politely declined.

I took the opportunity to ask Chenfeng, "

If I wanted to come in for a while today, would you agree?"

Chenfeng said, "I really wanted to invite you in for a cup of tea. If it weren't for your help today, I don't know what kind of embarrassment I would have made."

My heart skipped a beat. I told Chenfeng I was still downstairs. She was silent for a while; I could hear her breathing. Finally, she whispered,

"Then come up and sit for a while." My nerves were pounding with excitement. Being close to Chenfeng was something I had longed for for so long.

I rushed up to the third floor as fast as I could. The door was ajar; Chenfeng clearly didn't want the knocking to attract the neighbors' attention. I slipped inside.

Only a floor lamp was on in the living room, casting a soft light. Chenfeng was wearing a long white bathrobe, her wet hair piled up. I had admired Chenfeng's attire countless times, and been captivated by her charm countless times, but today's Chenfeng was the most beautiful I had ever seen.

Chenfeng didn't give me a chance right away. She invited me into the dining room, which was small but exquisitely decorated. Chenfeng

didn't turn on the lights but lit the candles in the glass lampshade on the table. The candlelight shone on the white and blue checkered tablecloth, creating a particularly warm and inviting atmosphere.

We sat at opposite ends of a long dining table, each with a cup of green tea in front of us. The freshly brewed tea leaves weren't leafy, but rather stood upright, like a group of lively little people, bobbing up and down in the crystal teacup—somewhat like my mood at that moment.

Perhaps because of nervousness, at first our eyes were fixed on the teacups before us. After a long while, we finally held our teacups and looked at each other. Chenfeng had very symmetrical double eyelids and deep, profound eyes. The beauty expressed in her eyes was different from the pure beauty of a young girl; nor was it the alluring gaze of a seductive woman. When there was no arrogance or haughtiness in her beautiful eyes, only gentleness and kindness, it was impossible not to feel awe. Faced with such eyes, a man dared not have any impure thoughts, for they were too noble, too kind, and I was no exception.

Of course, I had another thought in mind. I always believed that before getting a woman's body, one should first get her heart. Winning a woman is like a hunter capturing prey; whether it's exciting depends on the process of capture. The more tortuous and thrilling the process, the more exciting and wonderful it will be.

I gazed into Chenfeng's eyes, savoring the restlessness within her, like a hunter patiently waiting for its prey to walk into a trap.

In truth, Chenfeng was like a timid little rabbit, slowly walking into an emotional trap. Rather than pouncing on her like a wolf, I let her fall in on her own. I already knew in my heart that winning Chenfeng over was no problem; perhaps today was the perfect time to close the net.

Things unfolded exactly as I expected. After a long period of contemplation, Chenfeng uttered a seemingly nonsensical sentence:

"Okay, that's it." My slightly astonished gaze met her tender, loving eyes, and everything was understood.

Chenfeng reached out her hands to me across the table. My heart and hands trembled as I took hers. I knew that at this moment, I had received not just a woman's hands, but her entire being.

We moved around the table and pressed our bodies together.

Winning Chenfeng over had always been my wish, but her arrival was somewhat sudden. I was caught off guard and acted somewhat erratically.

Perhaps my seemingly inexperienced behavior provoked Chenfeng; she must have seen me as a good man experiencing his first affair, her face showing excitement and surprise.

I wrapped my arms around Chenfeng's slender waist, my face pressed against hers, and I could feel her face burning.

We lingered on Chenfeng's bed until dawn. I fell asleep and woke up several times that night, each time seeing Chenfeng's affectionate gaze. She hadn't slept a wink; she gave me everything she could, except for penetration. She said she wasn't mentally ready yet and asked me to give her more time. We caressed and kissed

each other, and when passion reached its peak, Chenfeng couldn't help but take me, with my chest puffed out, into her mouth. Clearly, she lacked experience in this area, and her teeth occasionally caused me slight pain.

Much later, when we talked about that passionate night, Chenfeng revealed that it was the first time she had performed oral sex on a man. She had only heard about it before; her husband had once asked her for it, but she had firmly refused, and he hadn't brought it up again.

I asked her why she treated me with such courtesy when I hadn't asked for anything. She seemed a little naive, saying she wanted me to remember her, that I'd never experienced such devotion before.

Then she asked if any woman had ever done this for me.

I was speechless; I really didn't want to hurt her.

Under her persistent questioning, I had no choice but to tell the truth: I said none of the women I'd been with had refused, without exception.

Her reaction was extremely strong; she turned her back to me and ignored me for a long time, saying she regretted it and that if she had known, she would never have given it to me.

Chenfeng did indeed refrain from giving me oral sex for a while, which I found deeply unpleasant, but I had no choice but to accept it. It was my own fault for being so open; if I had told a white lie, letting Chenfeng believe she was the only woman who had ever given me oral sex, she would have been overjoyed.

Our first passionate encounter with Chenfeng lasted until dawn. After countless kisses and caresses from Chenfeng, she finally made her decision: "Give it to me. I want you."

My kisses covered Chenfeng's body; now only the last forbidden zone remained. Having received her permission, I pounced on my prey like a hound bound by its master, ready to strike without hesitation.

Chenfeng's eyes were closed, her arms wrapped around my neck, her body trembling. I entered a slumbering swamp. I had never seen such a thirsty woman. My feelings were like a hungry infant greedily suckling at its mother's nipple. I only needed to maintain my erection; everything else was completed in Chenfeng's body's involuntary outburst. For the first time, I felt the spontaneous contractions of a woman's body.

Only after my semen powerfully gushed out did Chenfeng's body slowly soften, like a flame blasted by a storm.

I was grateful for my night of rest and recuperation. Seeing Chenfeng sleeping peacefully in my arms like a cat, her body felt limp and supple, so tender I couldn't bear to let her go.

I held her and stroked her all morning. Chenfeng's relaxed face exuded dignity and tranquility. I saw that elegant and graceful goddess again, but in my heart, she was already another woman to me.

From then on, Chenfeng and I were inseparable. During the two years her husband worked abroad, we were deeply in love, missing each other constantly, and spending dozens of sleepless nights together. After

being with Chenfeng for a long time, I noticed that she always avoided talking about her age. I knew she was older than me, but I didn't know how much older.

I remember once I saw her in a good mood. Usually, after a passionate encounter, she would put on her pajamas. This time, she buried her head in my sweaty chest and licked the deep skin between my hard pectoral muscles with her tongue. I stroked her slender neck and asked, half-seriously,

"Chenfeng, how much older are you than me?"

Unexpectedly, she seemed very sensitive. She pushed me away, then started putting on her pajamas, turning her back to me. After that, we never mentioned the topic of age again.

In my memory, my first passionate period with Chenfeng lasted for three months. During the Spring Festival, her husband returned to China to visit relatives, and we didn't see each other for that month, only occasionally exchanging phone calls. The

day Chenfeng's husband left, she called me and asked me to wait for her at the airport. She said she would take a taxi to send her husband off and then ride back in my car, saying she wanted to see me as soon as possible. As

soon as Chenfeng got in the car, she buried her head in my chest and said she missed me. I kissed her forehead and then helped her fasten her seatbelt. She seemed very compliant. While I was fastening the seatbelt, I ran my hand over her breasts, and she looked at me with sweet eyes, without any flinching or reproach.

My body temperature immediately rose, and a feeling of heat filled my body. In fact, in the past month, I had recalled my passion with Chenfeng countless times, and I longed to conquer her body again.

Returning to Chenfeng's long-missed, dreamlike little house, it was nearly midnight. Chenfeng stopped me outside the bathroom; she was bathing alone. We had bathed together more than once before, and her spacious bathtub held memories of our passionate splashing.

I patiently waited for her to come out, quickly and symbolically washing myself, paying special attention to my private parts.

As I dried myself, I left the bathroom and walked through the living room. There, I saw Chenfeng standing on the thick carpet in the middle of the bedroom, wearing a white silk bathrobe. I had assumed she would be waiting for me under the warm comforter. But as I entered the bedroom, meeting Chenfeng's loving gaze, her white bathrobe slipped off her shoulders like a cloud, revealing her naked body before me. My lower body immediately reacted; I felt like a tank about to run over Chenfeng.

As I approached, Chenfeng's body melted, until she knelt before me, her hot lips meeting the tank's erect member.

Since I told her the truth last time and Chenfeng refused to perform oral sex on me, this was the second time she had bestowed upon me the ultimate submission a woman can have to a man, like a slave bowing at the feet of their master in ancient times. I was stunned by Chenfeng's actions; her throat ignited all the energy within me. I secretly vowed that today I would turn Chenfeng's body into a wisp of soulless smoke, and I would make her turn into ashes of happiness on this romantic night.

We set the volume to a comfortable level, and when the radio announcer announced 2:00 AM Beijing time, they then announced the program name for that time slot on the music station: "

All-Night Romance."

I had never slept this late, never listened to the radio this late, and never imagined that a music station could have such a romantic program.

I had originally thought that Chenfeng and her husband would be living a life of passion every night during the month they had been together, but her husband's indifference in sex had made Chenfeng eagerly anticipate rekindling our past romance.

Outside the window, the winter night was a world of ice and snow. On the large bed, Chenfeng and I were more passionate than in the heat of spring or summer. We were already completely naked. At some point, Chenfeng's legs had thrown the down comforter off the bed. With each thrust, her long, slender, snow-white legs stretched straight towards the ceiling. With each high lift of her hips, her legs shot towards the ceiling. Chenfeng

let out whistling moans; if you listened closely, you could hear her repeatedly uttering two words: "

I want it, I want it, I want it."

My breakup with Chenfeng occurred six months before her husband returned to China from abroad. In other words, our breakup had nothing to do with her husband's return.

We had become accustomed to sharing a bed two or three times a week. Suddenly, one day, she called me at work, saying not to come to her house for a while, and that she would tell me the reason later. At first, I thought her husband had returned for work, but more than a month passed, and she still wouldn't allow me to come to her house. I sensed that Chenfeng was going through a major decision.

One day, she asked me if I was free to come see her that evening, offering to treat me to chicken soup.

After work, I rushed to this long-awaited meeting.

Although it was summer, Chenfeng was dressed very conservatively and elegantly, even somewhat bulky, with a hint of seriousness and melancholy in her eyes.

Seeing my questioning gaze, Chenfeng didn't let me speculate for long. She said she had just had an abortion the day before. The last time she called me, requesting we not meet for a while, it was because she had discovered she was pregnant.

The reason she couldn't have children was because her husband suffered from congenital infertility. She longed for a child, and this time, discovering she was pregnant filled her with inexplicable joy. She wanted to keep the child. For over a month without seeing me, she had endured agonizing internal struggle. Keeping the child would expose her secret, and initially, she was willing to risk being labeled a bad woman to have her own child.

The reason she changed her mind was because she thought about her husband's dignity. Having her own child would make her husband lose face in front of family and friends, and she felt she would feel guilty towards him for the rest of her life. She didn't want her kind husband to suffer emotional trauma.

Chenfeng not only decided to abort our child, but also to sever our relationship; she wanted to restore her dignity to her husband.

She thanked me for the happiness and joy I had given her over the past year, and hoped I could understand and forgive her decision.

I could see that Chenfeng had thought it through carefully, and I suppressed my inner pain and regret.

I drank the chicken soup Chenfeng had prepared to nourish myself, treating it as a balm for my soul.

Several years have passed since Chenfeng and I broke up. I often recall the passionate nights we spent together, and whenever I do, I silently wish Chenfeng well, because she is the most elegant and cultured woman I have ever known.

(Article 165: Watching a Movie and Humiliating My Girlfriend)

This happened during a midterm exam last year; I failed one subject.

Actually, university professors or lecturers rarely give failing grades. Perhaps I was too carefree, assuming I could easily pass all subjects. When I received my grades, I was shocked, depressed, and unhappy. I even lost interest in my favorite activities. I didn't see my girlfriend for several days, even though she called to comfort me, I remained melancholy. "

Hey, we don't have classes this afternoon, how about we go see a movie together?" My girlfriend's sweet, gentle voice came through the phone, and my mood immediately brightened.

A movie?

My mind immediately conjured up images of porn. It seemed like ages since I'd seen porn in a movie theater. Hehehe, the movie theater used to be our haven, where we kissed and caressed, but never made love. Just thinking about it instantly invigorated me.

Of course, I continued to feign a melancholy demeanor (though I appear like a tough guy, I'm actually a little man inside, secretly hoping she'd offer some comfort). So, pretending to be uninterested, I lazily said,

"Okay, let's meet at our usual spot." Our "usual spot," of course, was the lawn behind the library.

When I arrived, my girlfriend hadn't appeared yet, so I sat on a large rock (actually a strange, abstract stone sculpture), muttering to myself,

"Damn it, she always makes me wait. She knows I'm in a bad mood today, and she didn't even come earlier.

" While my mind was still racing with these thoughts, a pair of soft, boneless hands covered my eyes from behind. I knew those gentle hands well, but I pushed them away, saying,

"Stop it, I'm still in a bad mood!" My girlfriend, of course, opened my eyes and said softly,

"I'm sorry, but I wanted to give you a surprise!" When she opened my eyes, damn!

It really was a surprise!

I saw her in a fresh new outfit: her

long hair was combed back, with only two small tufts framing her cheeks, which were lightly brushed by the breeze, making her look fresh and pretty. Combined with her naturally beautiful face and delicate features, she truly resembled a beautiful girl from a Masakazu Katsura novel, like those in a video game or DNA 2. Not only was she adorable, but her figure was also uniquely curvaceous. I even felt that electric shock I had when I first met her again.

But what truly captivated me was her short skirt!

My girlfriend doesn't like wearing short skirts because they expose her long, smooth legs, and she dislikes the restrictive feeling of stockings. So, her bare legs always attract the attention of the guys around her. Sometimes these looks are admiration and affection, but more often they give her a lustful feeling. Therefore, she prefers to keep her beautiful body hidden, saying she only wants to keep it for her own amusement.

But she doesn't know that if she exposed herself to other guys, I would be even more excited!

This short skirt was a birthday gift I bought for her two years ago. As far as I can remember, she only wore it once or twice, and only when we met alone. This was probably the third time.

The skirt wasn't too short, covering about half her thighs—small by most girls' standards—but the gentle breeze on the lawn behind the library caused it to flutter slightly, revealing her long, slender legs, which was quite a sight.

She was also wearing a nylon pullover with a U-shaped neckline. It wasn't low-cut, but perhaps because her breasts were quite large, it still created a small cleavage, revealing a small portion of her snow-white breasts. Plus, the pullover was very form-fitting, making the curves of her two lovely large breasts completely visible!

I felt a swelling sensation in my lower body; my mind was completely captivated by her beautiful figure. Damn!

I forgot all about my grades.

I walked happily hand in hand with my girlfriend. She was also happy to see that my mood had improved. After a few days of melancholy and separation, this moment felt so sweet!

I held her slender waist the whole way, and she leaned in close to me. With each step we took, her soft breasts brushed against my arms and sides. From that soft, gentle feeling, I knew she was wearing the thin bra I liked (bras come in different thicknesses; some are thick and hard, and touching them feels like being punched!

Haha!).

I knew my girlfriend had dressed up especially for me today; the saying "a woman dresses for her lover" was absolutely true, and I was genuinely touched.

But despite being touched, how could I let go of this opportunity to expose and humiliate my girlfriend, given that she was dressed so sexily?

So, my hand, which was around her waist, would intentionally or unintentionally move downwards, gently patting her buttocks.

"Wow, your butt is so bouncy!" I said, putting my arm around her.

She pulled my hand back to her slender waist, but after a while, I repeated the trick, my hand moving downwards again. She turned her head and gave me a dirty look. I pretended to be very respectful and quickly pulled her back to her waist, but I also swept her skirt up with me. Because the skirt wasn't tight, she didn't realize I was exposing her.

Although it wasn't lifted very high, her skirt was already quite short, and I thought this action would expose her underwear. If there was a guy behind me right now, his heart would definitely jump out of his chest!

My heart was pounding too. I secretly peeked behind me to see who the lucky one would be. Damn!

There was no one behind me. Yes, there were only two or three girls in the distance, and my excitement immediately cooled.

This was probably all part of my girlfriend's calculations. It was Thursday afternoon, during work and school hours, and it just so happened that neither of us had classes. How many people would be on the street?

That's probably why she was willing to wear a short skirt to the movie with me.

We got on the bus, and there weren't many people on it. I pulled my girlfriend to the last row of seats.

As soon as she sat down, her short skirt rode up, revealing about three-quarters of her thighs. She wasn't used to wearing short skirts and embarrassedly pulled it up a few times, hoping to cover more, but the skirt quickly rode up again.

When she noticed me looking at her thighs, she would playfully push my head away and say:

"You big pervert, why don't you look at yourself in the mirror? You're so horny right now!" At first, I was perfectly proper, but after one stop, my hand landed on her thigh. A smooth, soft sensation traveled from my palm to my central nervous system, and then to my penis, making it feel like it was about to become a big one!

My hand began to slide and caress her soft thigh. My girlfriend was initially nervous, looking around. I was sitting outside, and there was no one else around. Plus, my caressing technique was already quite skilled, making her feel very comfortable. My girlfriend then closed her eyes and even put her head down. She leaned gently on my shoulder.

I glanced around; my girlfriend was sitting inside, so no one could see my caresses, which was a good thing. But I have a strange urge to expose my beautiful girlfriend to others, so just caressing her wasn't enough.

Suddenly, I noticed a rearview mirror outside the window where my girlfriend was sitting (probably for the driver to see the back of the bus?).

My heart skipped a beat, and a strange excitement surged within me again:

if I pulled up my girlfriend's skirt, then…

hehehehe!

So I increased the pressure of my hand on her thigh, slowly pushing her short skirt up.

At first, my girlfriend didn't notice, but later she realized, pushing my hand away and saying,

"Don't do that!

Now I'm afraid to wear short skirts anymore." I said:

"It's alright, no one will see anyway. Please, I haven't touched you for days." My girlfriend looked around again to make sure no one would see, and after these past few days of distance, she still wanted to give in to me, so she said,

"I really can't do anything with you, you big pervert!" Haha, of course, her saying that meant she was tacitly allowing me to continue being so brazen.

My hand pulled up her loose short skirt, easily revealing her two smooth, tender thighs. Wahaha, my girlfriend's thighs were probably exposed in the bus's rearview mirror, right?

The bus driver seemed to be quite lucky with women; I hoped there wouldn't be a traffic accident!

At this point, I could even see my girlfriend's panties, and they were my favorite kind—thin, white, silky, and semi-transparent, so I could even see the shadows of her dark pubic hair.

I felt like I was about to get a nosebleed, and my hand began to uncontrollably touch the inside of her thighs, then suddenly swept towards the top of her thighs, my fingers touching her panties.

"Ahhh!" My girlfriend was startled by my sudden action and hurriedly grabbed my hand, saying,

"You can't do this here..." At that moment, all I could think about was how to expose my girlfriend's secret garden in the rearview mirror. Plus, I thought she would give in to me today, so I ignored her protests and touched her crotch again. This time, I even rubbed the tender flesh of her mons pubis, and my middle finger wanted to go further in, trying to insert into her lower slit.

My girlfriend couldn't withstand my teasing; her whole body trembled, and warm fluid seeped from her panties, sticking to my finger. I saw that a small patch of her panties was already wet; the thin panties clung tightly to her plump labia, revealing the small slit under her pubic hair.

To expose this lewd scene under her skirt, I spread her legs apart. My girlfriend pushed me away,

saying, "Stop it, it looks bad..." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice, but I thought she was just being coquettish and half-hearted, so I didn't stop.

My fingers attacked her panties again, pressing against her already exposed vulva. She let out an "oh," and that area became even wetter. She tried to squeeze her legs together and started to tremble slightly. I pulled her panties aside and slipped my fingers inside, wanting to make a direct assault.

But this time, she stopped me with both hands and said coldly and sternly,

"I told you not to do that!" Only then did I realize that things had gotten out of hand. I looked up at her, but she turned her face away. I knew she was really angry and had already caused trouble. I quickly withdrew my hand, but still stubbornly said,

"It was just a touch, you're so petty!" She stood up and said,

"I'm not sitting with you anymore, don't follow me." After saying that, she ignored me and turned to leave. I thought I could stop her, so I grabbed her shoulder, but she still twisted away, escaped my grasp, and sat down in the seat in front of me.

My girlfriend rarely gets angry, but this time I probably didn't handle her emotions well and went a bit too far. Luckily, she was only sitting in the seat in front of me, not far away. Maybe she was just throwing a tantrum, so I had to give her some face and not provoke her. She'd be fine once she calmed down.

I was sitting in the last row of the bus, which was higher up, so I could look down at her. Hey!

Looking at her from this angle had a different kind of charm.

I could see through the U-neck of her sweater, and the deep cleavage between her two white, tender breasts was clearly visible. And when we were tugging at each other earlier, I pulled her shoulders down a bit, revealing even more of her white, tender flesh—and she didn't even realize it! Seeing

this, even though we had a bit of a falling out, I was still very excited.

The bus passed one stop, and more people got on. There was a curly-haired guy about my age, who looked like he was going to play tennis. He was wearing a sports shirt and shorts, revealing his tanned skin and curly arm and leg hair.

He got on the bus, looked left and right for a seat, and then saw my girlfriend. He acted like he'd spotted some precious jewel, rushing over and sitting down next to her.

Damn it, he sat down with a rather swagger, spreading his legs wide, his thick leg pressed against my girlfriend's fair, delicate legs.

My girlfriend shifted slightly, making room for him, looking a little embarrassed, her eyes darting out the window.

From the back seat, I could see this man's eyes constantly darting towards my girlfriend's two snow-white, tender legs exposed by her short skirt.

Damn!

This guy seems even more lecherous than me! My girlfriend had just escaped my advances, and now she's fallen into this bastard's clutches!

A little while later, the man started snoring. I knew immediately he was faking it (I've had that experience myself). He started leaning towards my girlfriend, forcing her to press herself against the window, but he continued to lean in, his hairy arm pressed against hers.

That wasn't all. After a while, he spread his legs even wider, and his thighs touched my girlfriend's jade legs again, the curly hair scraping against her tender skin.

(3) My girlfriend had nowhere left to shrink back or retreat, and there was nothing she could do but let him stay right next to her.

My girlfriend seemed to want to turn around and ask me for help, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, so she could only continue looking out the window.

Fellow perverts, if you encounter this kind of thing, you will definitely put on a heroic rescue and push that lewd man away, but don't forget that I like to humiliate my girlfriend, so I secretly hoped that the man would get closer, preferably lie down and press my girlfriend down, and even fantasize about squeezing my girlfriend against the window and fucking her!

At this time, the man pretended to be fast asleep, and his curly head leaned against my girlfriend's fragrant shoulder. I think he often does this kind of thing, and he also thinks that this little beauty is single, not knowing that her boyfriend is sitting in the row behind her!

(He probably saw me too, but assumed I was just another lecherous guy trying to take advantage of the girl.

When his head rested on my girlfriend's shoulder, she was startled, but too embarrassed to push him away, so she remained motionless, continuing to look out the window.

I could see it clearly from the back seat; this guy's eyes were wide open, peering closely into my girlfriend's U-shaped neckline.

Wow, damn it, he really knows what pleasure is!

From that angle, he could practically see all of my girlfriend's big breasts, except for her nipples, right?

I think he was already thinking about how to...) My girlfriend's breasts were in her mouth!

The car bumped along, and the man and my girlfriend's bodies rubbed against each other, my girlfriend's two big breasts swaying back and forth.

I saw that there was a bulge in the man's shorts, but of course I wasn't angry. I was even excitedly thinking:

Dude, my girlfriend's breasts and thighs are pretty good, aren't they? So smooth and tender, right?

My girlfriend turned her head to look at him again, and he quickly closed his eyes, but she could already tell he was faking it, and she knew that this man wasn't a kind person, so she pushed the man's head away, stood up, and said to him:

"Excuse me, let me out, I need to get off." Actually, we hadn't even reached our stop yet!

The man pretended to wake up as if from a dream, opening his eyes.

Normally, he should have turned around, moved his legs into the aisle to let the people inside get off. Damn it, from the first moment he saw my beautiful girlfriend, he was already intent on taking advantage of her, so he only slightly shifted back, making a small gap between his knees and the seat in front.

My girlfriend just wanted to get away quickly, so she put her hands on the back of the seat in front, turned her back to the man, and stepped over. Just as her legs carefully crossed his, his knees deliberately pushed upwards, two "flying legs" (Iraqi homemade missiles?)

He touched her inner thigh, and she cried out, almost sitting down, quickly grabbing the back of the seat in front of her.

The man gently lifted her round buttocks with both hands, saying,

"Little sister, be careful." Then he lifted her short skirt.

I saw the bottom of my girlfriend's underwear completely exposed; the wet bottom was still pressed against her private parts. This man was really enjoying his view; I could tell from the small fist bulging in his sweatpants.

My girlfriend said awkwardly,

"I'm sorry..." Just then, the bus accelerated, and she lost her balance, falling down!

Sitting on that man's lap!

Right on the tent-like opening in his sweatpants.

I thought:

my girlfriend straddling him like that, my god, their genitals were only separated by a few thin sheets of fabric!

My girlfriend must have felt her vagina being bumped!

My penis immediately throbbed painfully inside my jeans.

My girlfriend was extremely embarrassed and quickly said to the man,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Just then, the bus made a sharp turn before stopping at the station, and my girlfriend almost fell off. The man quickly grabbed her waist, and I saw his hand slide down to her breasts, quickly kneading them a few times.

My girlfriend knew he was groping her, but she still politely said to him,

"Thank you!" The man said,

"You're welcome." Then he took my girlfriend's hand and said,

"Miss, how about we be friends?" My girlfriend quickly pushed him away, pointed to me, and said,

"I'm sorry, I already have a boyfriend." The man then realized that this pretty girl's boyfriend had been sitting in the back seat and seemed a little flustered.

I patted his shoulder and said,

"Thank you for catching her, otherwise she might have fallen!" I also smiled at him.

Actually, I was thinking to myself,

"Thank you so much, you pervert! Did it feel good to have my girlfriend's round, soft ass sitting in your lap?

And did it feel good to have your bulging dick squeezing my girlfriend's wet panties?" The guy nodded at me, and when my girlfriend and I got off the bus, I saw that his large bulge in his shorts hadn't subsided.

I really should thank that lecherous guy. After getting off the bus, my girlfriend told me how the guy sitting next to her had squeezed her, forgetting all about how angry she was with me earlier!

As we walked out of the movie theater, my girlfriend grabbed my hand and said,

"Are you really going to watch this kind of movie?" I said,

"Of course, didn't you say I got to decide today?" My girlfriend said,

"Yeah, but if we run into any bastards, I don't know where I'll put my face.

Don't stand here anymore, I'll wait for you at the arcade over there." That's how girls pretend. Hearing her say that, I knew she agreed to let me watch this porn movie:

"Wife Swap" (I don't quite remember if that's the exact title, but all porn movies have similar titles). She was just trying to escape the scene and let me buy the tickets myself.

There weren't many people watching movies at this time, so I randomly chose two seats away from everyone else. Once everyone was quiet, my girlfriend and I could touch and rub each other, hehe!

I had just turned around when a man put his arm around my shoulder, which startled me so much that my face turned blue. I thought I had run into someone I knew, and the worst thing about watching porn is running into someone you know.

Luckily, it was just a stranger in his thirties with a face that reeked of cigarettes.

I was about to curse him out when he said,

"Want to go inside and have some fun with your girlfriend?" Damn it, he put it so bluntly, even I, with my thick skin, felt embarrassed.

Before I could answer, he said,

"Hehe, want a couple of packets of chrysanthemum tea?" He winked at me,

"I guarantee your girl won't refuse you, I guarantee you'll scream with pleasure." I immediately understood what he meant by "chrysanthemum tea"—probably some kind of FM2 rape drug that's been cracking down on lately?

This guy is too arrogant, daring to solicit business here!

"Six hundred yuan a box, not expensive, right?" The man winked at me again, saying,

"Besides, your girl is so pretty, you don't want her to spoil your fun, do you?" I remembered how my girlfriend rejected my touch on the bus, and now I couldn't even touch her in the movie theater—it would really spoil the fun.

Gritting my teeth, I bought a box of chrysanthemum tea. Six hundred yuan wasn't cheap for a college student like me. I said,

"How do I know if it'll work?" The man chuckled, revealing the cunning face of a businessman, and said,

"Don't worry, my name is A'an, but everyone calls me Xidu An, the Xidu from 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes,' even more powerful than the Eastern Heretic. Easy to remember…

I'm a regular at this movie theater. Eight out of ten couples who go in buy chrysanthemum tea from me.

I'm the most reputable drug dealer. This box guarantees three hours of effect, and I also have excellent after-sales service. If it doesn't work, just come back to me, and I guarantee your money back…"

He went on and on, boasting. Damn it, even illegal activities like this nowadays emphasize after-sales service!

I also bought another box of chrysanthemum tea and some popcorn my girlfriend likes, then went to the arcade to find her.

This was a fairly large arcade, with all sorts of large-scale video games, such as dance machines, ski machines, and horse racing machines (these were the latest and most popular video games at the time).

I was shocked to see my girlfriend racing a horse racing machine with a girl who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen!

They were completely absorbed in riding the fake horse, watching the electronic images on the screen, and constantly shaking the "horse" by pulling the "reins."

There were about ten people watching, including several boys and girls who were also around thirteen or fourteen, cheering and shouting,

"Go, Xiaofen! Go, Xiaofen!" The girl riding the horse shook it even harder.

My girlfriend wasn't to be outdone; she was focused on the game, hunching over and shaking the fake horse as well.

Perhaps she was too engrossed, because my girlfriend forgot she was wearing a short skirt. When her buttocks were sticking up, they were almost exposed, and with the up-and-down movement, the skirt lifted up and down, revealing a glimpse of her panties, which was very tempting. Seeing her panties covering her two round, tender buttocks, my penis instantly became erect.

I saw the onlookers; two men with their shirts unbuttoned were practically bulging their eyes, their mouths agape, drool almost dripping from their chins.

They looked like unemployed guys!

My girlfriend, however, was completely absorbed, her mind glued to the screen.

As she rocked the fake horse, her enormous breasts swayed precariously in her flimsy nylon sweater—damn, it was intimidating!

Sure enough, I heard the two middle-aged, unemployed men say,

"Damn, that horse looks really good!" Their words were ambiguous, clearly indicating their ulterior motives towards my girlfriend.

They looked like they were practically drooling, so they put cigarette butts in their mouths. My

girlfriend, completely absorbed, kept shaking the reins, her buttocks rising higher and higher, like a real rider.

Damn!

With her buttocks sticking out like that, her short skirt could no longer cover her panties, which were exposed. The panties were so thin that the dark shadow of her buttocks was faintly visible. Combined with what had happened in the car, it made her look incredibly sexy. No wonder those two middle-aged men were drooling.

Luckily, the game only lasted about two minutes, and the girl won. Her friends cheered and clapped.

After leaving the arcade, my girlfriend told me that she had only gone to play the ski ride, but a girl of about thirteen or fourteen wanted to play too and challenged her. My girlfriend won the round, but the girl was very unhappy, feeling embarrassed in front of her friends, so she insisted that my girlfriend play another round on the horse racing machine.

"I deliberately lost to her, otherwise it would never end!" my girlfriend said, hiding her face behind me as she followed me furtively, probably afraid of being seen watching porn by acquaintances.

My girlfriend was excitedly recounting the arcade adventure, but I wasn't too interested. I did notice those two middle-aged men from the arcade; they kept following us on the way from the arcade to the movie theater. They looked shifty and suspicious.

The film industry was being ravaged by piracy, and even pornographic films weren't spared. We saw only a few dozen people scattered around the dimly lit, large theater. Of course, we didn't have to sit according to our tickets; we chose seats in the back right corner, where no one was, giving me a chance to satisfy my lust.

The pornographic film didn't have much of a plot. It started with the male lead in a suit, ready to leave for work, while the female lead knelt at the door, pulling his penis out of his pants and sucking it with obvious pleasure.

My girlfriend saw this right away and was a little embarrassed. She took a deep breath and quickly tried to hide her emotions.

I handed her the box of chrysanthemum tea and popcorn that cost 600 yuan. She took a sip and said,

"I told you I don't like chrysanthemum tea..." I quickly explained,

"The snack shop doesn't have lemon tea." My girlfriend said,

"Never mind, I was just saying." She hugged me tightly, leaning against me.

I felt her two soft, warm breasts sandwiching my arm between them, it felt amazing.

In an adult film, a delivery guy delivers a bag of rice to a family. He squats down, puts the rice down, and looks up at the young, beautiful woman standing next to him. His hand moves up her high thighs, lifting her skirt, and his hand is already on her panties. The woman looks lewd as the delivery guy gently probes her pubic area.

My hand is now inside my girlfriend's thigh, moving upwards. In the dark movie theater, my girlfriend doesn't resist me anymore. My palm is already pressing against her mons pubis through her panties.

She closed her eyes, leaned against me, and breathed hot air into my ear:

"Oh..." My fingers had already reached her vulva from beside her panties, parted her soft labia, and inserted into her warm and wet vulva.

Her vaginal fluid had already seeped out and stuck to my fingers.

(4) My girlfriend gently pushed my hand away and said:

"No, it will get my panties wet..." I thought she was going to repeat the scene of refusing me on the bus, but her refusal was very weak. I felt her cheeks were warm and thought to myself:

Could it be that the FM2 drug is taking effect?

I looked around. There were not many people here, but after the movie started, two people appeared in the row behind us. Judging from the way they smoked, I recognized them as the two middle-aged unemployed men from the arcade!

Hehe, they are looking down from above, so it will be easy for them to see what my girlfriend and I are doing!

I'll expose my lovely girlfriend to these two men later!

This thought made me so excited that my hands trembled.

I continued to fondle between my girlfriend's legs. Because she was sitting in her seat, the movie theater lighting was dim, and she half-heartedly allowed me to continue probing her vulva with my fingers.

Her tender vulva was already overflowing with moisture, and she was always worried that her panties would get wet, so I quietly said to her,

"Then take off your panties!" My girlfriend gently punched my chest:

"You're so naughty..." Of course, I knew she wasn't angry with me. I reached my hands under her short skirt and pulled down her panties.

She shyly pressed herself tightly against me, and I began to touch her large breasts, which were very soft and gentle. Although her bra was thin, it was still in the way, so I reached into her sweater and unhooked her bra from behind.

My girlfriend said reproachfully,

"You took me off, what are we going to do later?" I said,

"We can just change in the bathroom." As soon as I finished speaking, the bra was already in my hands.

The movie screen had just shown the female lead being forced into bed by a man, her breasts being fondled. My hand was also caressing her breasts through her tight nylon sweater.

Because we were in our seats, the movie lights shone directly on us. I secretly glanced at the two middle-aged men; they were no longer watching the movie but were gesturing and whispering at us. I became even more excited and continued to rub her large breasts, making them roll around inside her tight nylon sweater.

I saw my girlfriend still looking blissfully ecstatic about my caresses; she had no idea that her being touched on the breasts was being watched by two lewd middle-aged men!

My girlfriend's cheeks were flushed, her warm face pressed against mine, her soft, moist lips kissing mine. She was so intoxicated by the drug that she forgot where she was, and I was melted by her passion. My hands slipped inside her nylon sweater, and when they touched her soft, large breasts, she let out a soft "no," but her mouth quickly closed, she didn't resist anymore, and began to drift off. I caressed her two large breasts. I

remember when we first met, the first time I touched her, her breasts weren't this big; my large hands could easily enclose them. Over the years, her breasts have grown much larger, and she sometimes jokingly scolds me, saying it's because she's had sex so many times that they've become so big.

Hehe, she doesn't know that besides me, several other lucky men have also touched her, contributing to her large breasts!

Afraid my girlfriend would open her eyes, I kept kissing her, but my mind was on the two men in the row behind us. My girlfriend's big breasts were beautiful—soft, firm, round, and large. Enjoy!

So, I gently lifted her nylon sweater. It was a tight-fitting sweater, but the elastic nylon made it easy to flip up.

My girlfriend protested silently with "mmm-mmm," her hands gripping my arm, trying to push me away, but she was so weak.

I continued to lift her sweater up to her chest. Although I couldn't see it, I could feel her lower breasts were exposed. Then I flipped it up again, and both her big breasts bounced out.

Ha!

Those two stinky men in the back must be getting nosebleeds!

But this was a public place, so I had to be more discreet. Although the lighting in the movie was dim, I only let my girlfriend's breasts be exposed for a second or two. Because of her "mmm-mmm" protests, I put her sweater back down.

After I released my girlfriend, she was now warm all over and drowsy, lying on the seat. It seemed the drug had taken effect.

I glanced back at the row behind me to see if the two men were leering at us.

Oh?

Disappointing!

They had disappeared sometime earlier; I couldn't see them anymore!

Had my girlfriend and I not put on a good enough show?

"Aren't my girlfriend's big breasts attractive?"

"Wow, that's great! Do it again!" Someone whispered behind me, startling me.

I turned around and saw that the two men had somehow gotten to the seats next to me. Damn!

Were they admiring my girlfriend's breasts up close like that?

My heart pounded; I couldn't tell if I was panicked or excited.

Before I could answer, the man next to me opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke at me. I expected it to smell like cigarette smoke, but it tasted sweet. Before I could react, he took another drag and exhaled another puff. I don't know why I was so slow to react, but my limbs felt numb.

Damn!

Did I run into one of those drugged drug users they read about in the newspapers?

My mind was already blank; I just saw the two men chuckling and exhaling another puff of smoke at the already drowsy Shaoxia.

Seeing that we were sitting quietly, the big-armed man behind us started groping me.

Damn!

Could I have run into a gay pervert?!

His large, rough hands groped from my shirt down to my pants, even touching my bulging crotch a few times. This was bad. I only wanted to humiliate my girlfriend, but now I'd run into a homosexual and ended up humiliating myself too?

He reached into my bag and took my purse. I breathed a sigh of relief; he only wanted to steal money.

He put the money from my purse into his own pocket and rummaged through my student ID:

"Hmph, from XX University!" I didn't have much money in my purse; the chrysanthemum tea vendor had taken six hundred yuan from me, leaving me with almost nothing, so I didn't mind him taking it. Meanwhile,

the man puffing smoke was rummaging through my girlfriend's small handbag.

"Damn, no money!" The man only found some change for the bus fare with my girlfriend, but he did get her student ID:

"She's from XX University too. I never thought a third-rate university like XX would have such a first-rate girl!" "No money is fine, having his girlfriend to play with is worth the price. Anyway, we're going to use this money to find a prostitute anyway." The burly man next to me said with a lewd grin.

Damn!

They actually compared playing with my girlfriend to finding a prostitute.

The man puffing smoke said,

"Of course!" Then he grabbed my girlfriend and began to fondle her large breasts through her nylon shirt.

My girlfriend leaned against the seat back, dazed, without any resistance. I saw her breasts being rubbed and rolled around in the elastic nylon shirt, and I started to get excited again.

My girlfriend was wriggling next to me, and I saw the man puffing smoke next to her rubbing his burly hand on her thigh outside her short skirt.

That rough hand really knew how to touch. It swept across her delicate skin with varying pressure, then pulled her thighs apart a little. When it slipped its hand inside her thighs, she let out a soft "mmm."

My girlfriend struggled weakly, her beautiful legs trying to clamp the rough hand, but it was pushed aside. The rough hand went deep inside her short skirt, and she groaned and gasped.

The man said,

"Damn, don't let her innocent appearance fool you, she's even taken her panties off!" I knew he must have touched my girlfriend's tender vulva.

I saw the man's rough hand already inside my girlfriend's nylon sweater, playing with her large breasts. The shape of two fingers kept rubbing the two fleshy mounds on her chest. My girlfriend was often moaning "ooh-ooh-ooh" because of him touching her very sensitive nipples, which made her make such seductive moans.

Seeing my girlfriend being played with like this by a stranger, I was already very excited, my penis was so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my pants.

The man was fondling my girlfriend's large breasts inside her sweater. Not satisfied, he lifted the sweater up to her armpits, exposing her two proud, round breasts. Since her upper body was on the seat, the light from the movie screen shone through.

Damn it, making my girlfriend like this! Any man in the seat in front of her could see her breasts if he looked back!

My girlfriend didn't resist much, lying back and letting the man grope her.

The man found her two round breasts and erect nipples quite cute, so he sucked on them. My girlfriend immediately let out a seductive moan, thankfully masked by the exaggerated moans of the movie's female lead.

My girlfriend went limp and leaned towards me. I watched closely as a man with a short beard sucked on my girlfriend's breasts, making a "smacking" sound. The ultimate form of humiliation for a girlfriend is being busy!

Soon, my girlfriend collapsed limply onto my lap.

The burly man next to me saw my girlfriend's head droop towards him, her soft, beautiful hair falling down, looking quite adorable. He immediately unzipped his pants, revealing his thick but not long penis, already pointing straight up at a ninety-degree angle. He lifted my girlfriend's chin and placed his penis against her lips.

My girlfriend seemed still dazed, completely unaware of her surroundings, probably still thinking she was having sex with me. So when the man's penis came closer, she naturally opened her mouth, letting it enter.

"Wow!

This beauty really knows how to suck a cock, it's warm, even more comfortable than a hot shower!" the man said to his companion.

"Fuck you!

Didn't you shower and take this opportunity to wash your cock?" the smoking man also unzipped his pants. Surprisingly, despite not being very muscular, his penis was thick and long, making even this young and strong guy like me admit defeat.

His penis was the kind that looks like an old tree with gnarled roots, standing erect and trembling as it jutted out of his pants!

He continued,

"I'll take this opportunity to wash my penis too!" The burly man lifted my girlfriend's head, parted her long, beautiful hair, and looked at her pretty face while his penis thrust in and out of her mouth.

The man behind my girlfriend then lifted her skirt up to her slender waist, revealing her two round, tender, and elastic buttocks. He spread her buttocks apart, placed his root-like penis at the entrance of her vagina, dipped it in her already overflowing vaginal fluid, and then plunged it into her vagina

. "Ohh ... My girlfriend was trembling all over, lying on my lap, while two men were penetrating her mouth and vagina from both ends. Fellow perverts, have you ever had this experience? Let me tell you, watching your lovely girlfriend being penetrated from both ends, especially while she's lying on your lap, is incredibly arousing. Men with heart conditions should absolutely not try this. My girlfriend was writhing and shaking her hips as the man penetrating her mouth laughed, saying, "This girl is really slutty. I knew she was good at riding when I saw her riding a horse at the arcade." The man penetrating her from behind said...

"I just think she's like that horse, ready to be ridden!" He then mimed riding a horse, thrusting his penis into my girlfriend's vagina and churning it around.

Watching my girlfriend being violated, I felt excited, but my mind began to go numb; it was probably the effect of the sleeping gas. I drifted off.

When I woke up, about half an hour later, the pornographic film was still playing, and my girlfriend was still on my lap, but the two men were nowhere to be seen.

I saw my girlfriend's buttocks and genitals were a mess. Damn, my girlfriend had been raped again, and again without a condom, and he ejaculated inside her!

I pulled down her favorite short skirt and nylon sweater, then helped her sit up.

The light from the screen showed me her lovely face covered in sticky semen, with semen dribbling from the corners of her mouth. Worst of all, even her long, beautiful hair was covered in semen, a complete mess.

Damn!

I had to clean up the mess again.

I helped my half-awake girlfriend to the bathroom…

This is probably the price I pay for liking to humiliate my girlfriend! (10-10,
Chapter 166) Li Huiyi is a beautiful woman

. Li Huiyi is a beautiful woman. Her nose is straight and delicate, her lips are beautifully shaped, small yet very distinctive, and a thin layer of lipstick makes her look even more sexy. Her eyes are bright, with sharp eyes beneath long eyelashes. She always wears her hair up high with a hair clip when she goes to work, making her look very neat and tidy. Her straight, slender legs are always so supple, and every sway shows her youthful vitality. She walks quickly in the hospital room, and every time a man sees her gently swaying, pert buttocks as she walks, it excites him. Such a beauty rarely attracts men in the hospital because she is a cold beauty and is already married. Recently, Li Huiyi has been in a bad mood because her family is facing a crisis. Since her husband went into business, the family's financial situation improved significantly, but her husband also became increasingly open, often doing things in bed that Huiyi found difficult to talk about. Li Huiyi was a conventional woman, not particularly enthusiastic about sexual matters. She seriously warned her husband, but he complained that she lacked passion and rarely made love to her afterward. A woman's intuition told Li Huiyi that her husband was having an affair. This distressed her greatly; her love seemed so fragile. Could she still believe in marriage? She sat blankly in her chair, staring at the wall. Her husband hadn't come home for three days, and they hadn't made love for over two months. What would happen if things continued like this? She shook her head in frustration. “What’s wrong? My beauty! You seem a bit down!”

Dr. Zhang Weihua, an internist, was the only man in the hospital who dared to joke with Li Huiyi. Everyone knew about this womanizer; he loved to flirt with young nurses and even touch them inappropriately. He dared to say lewd things to any woman in the hospital, and strangely, he was very popular with the young nurses. Rumor had it that when he was on night shift, young and pretty nurses frequently appeared in his room. Later, his wife caused a scene at the hospital several times, and the rumors subsided somewhat. “You’re on duty tonight!”

Zhang Weihua looked at the duty roster on the wall. “It’s my shift too. I’ll come and chat with you tonight!”

“Who wants you to chat? You shameless bastard!”

Li Huiyi said coldly. “Hehe! It’s not easy to share a shift with a beauty like you, how could I let this opportunity pass? See you tonight!” Zhang

Weihua said with a grin and walked away. Huiyi breathed a sigh of relief. She actually wished she could work night shifts more often; being alone at home in the cold and quiet was truly unbearable. That evening, Huiyi was idly flipping through magazines in the injection room. The door opened, and Zhang Weihua walked in with a smile. "I've been looking everywhere for you! Turns out you were hiding here all by yourself."

"What do you want?"

"Just chatting, nothing to do!"

Huiyi didn't reply, and Zhang Weihua began to chat about all sorts of things. Huiyi responded half-heartedly, her mind growing increasingly agitated, her brows furrowing. "You and your husband are having a fight?"

Zhang Weihua asked with a smile. Huiyi was startled. "It must be that your husband is having an affair, right?"

"You…"

Huiyi looked at Zhang Weihua in surprise. "I think it's not entirely your husband's fault; you also bear some responsibility."

Huiyi remained silent.

"I know you must be feeling very bitter right now."

Touched by her own feelings, Huiyi's nose tingled, and her eyes welled up with tears. Zhang Weihua continued speaking gently. For the first time, Huiyi realized that Zhang Weihua was a very considerate man; he understood women's feelings, and his analysis matched the actual situation. She was gradually moved by Zhang Weihua's deep, caring words and fell into deep thought about how to resolve her current marital situation. Zhang Weihua gently placed his hand on her shoulder from behind, and Huiyi did not resist. His hand then lightly stroked Huiyi's cheek. "Seeing you like this really breaks my heart,"

Zhang Weihua said softly, leaning down to embrace Huiyi. Huiyi felt a warmth in her heart. She composed herself, stood up, and pushed Zhang Weihua away. "Stop fooling around! I'm not someone you can joke with, you playboy!"

Huiyi fell silent. She walked out of the injection room, a strange feeling stirring within her… Huiyi went into her duty room, sat down to calm herself, and Zhang Weihua followed closely behind. He only paused briefly at the doorway to adjust his gaze before heading straight for Huiyi, reaching out to embrace her, pressing his lips to hers, and gently kissing her. Huiyi was stunned by his boldness; she shifted slightly but did not resist. Zhang Weihua's kiss gradually turned from gentle to passionate, and Huiyi's breathing quickened under his influence. She closed her eyes, silently enduring it. Zhang Weihua reached out and unbuttoned his white uniform, lifting his sweater and shirt to reveal a dazzling expanse of white skin. Huiyi blushed slightly, her fair cheeks flushing like wine, her bright red lips moving, but ultimately saying nothing. Zhang Weihua reached out and unhooked her bra. Her breasts, freed from their constraints, sprang forth. The shape of her porcelain-like breasts was perfect; the areolas, slightly pink, framed her erect nipples. Huiyi's nipples were small, delicate, and adorable. Zhang Weihua pinched and played with her breasts, causing them to harden and swell. Her full waist swayed gently, a mixture of resistance and welcome. Zhang Weihua's tongue seized the opportunity to take one into his mouth, licking and playing with it, flattening her high, firm breasts. Under Zhang Weihua's skillful caresses and gentle teasing, Huiyi's coverings were gradually removed. She gave up any thought of resistance, letting Zhang Weihua do as he pleased. Zhang Weihua's tongue licked every part of Huiyi's body, arousing the long-suppressed desire within her. She breathed heavily, her body swaying gently. Zhang Weihua pulled Huiyi into his arms, his hands roaming and caressing her smooth skin. Huiyi felt his excitement from the physical contact, and at the same time, she felt her own excitement from the reaction in her lower body. Zhang Weihua took a deep breath; he was about to possess Huiyi's beautiful body, which he had longed for for so long, and he was incredibly excited. Suppressing his excitement, he pressed Huiyi down on the desk, unzipped his pants, and took out his long-standing erection, pressing his hard lower body against Huiyi's beautiful buttocks. Huiyi felt the hot penis rubbing against her buttocks, and a surge of heat rose in her heart. Although she felt ashamed of this position, at this moment she wanted Zhang Weihua to quickly fill the emptiness in her lower body. Zhang Weihua used his hand to guide his penis, adjusted it, found the target, and thrust his waist, slowly inserting it. It went all the way in, and both of them let out a soft "ah" of pleasure at the same time. Zhang Weihua enjoyed the feeling of Huiyi's tight embrace for a while, then triumphantly began his rhythmic thrusts. The world was so beautiful, the woman beneath him so perfect; he wanted to conquer her, she belonged to him. The desire to conquer dominated Zhang Weihua, and he thrust in and out fiercely and roughly. Huiyi closed her eyes, silently savoring the pleasure brought by the man's rapid entry and exit, the illicit feeling making her feel exceptionally excited. Huiyi thought she could withdraw soon; her husband usually reached orgasm in only three minutes in this position. However, ten minutes passed, and Zhang Weihua continued his vigorous thrusts. Huiyi's vaginal secretions increased, and the sounds of their bodies colliding made her blush with embarrassment. Huiyi was a little scared; after all, they were in the duty room, and it would be terrible if they were discovered. She secretly tightened her vaginal walls, hoping to make Zhang Weihua ejaculate sooner. Sure enough, after a while, Zhang Weihua's breathing became rapid, and he slowed his pace. Huiyi gave him no chance to catch his breath, thrusting back quickly and contracting her muscles. Both of them soon turned red-faced and breathless. "Oh!"

Finally, after a rapid tremor, Zhang Weihua ejaculated inside Huiyi. Huiyi pulled away from Zhang Weihua, walked to the drawer, took out two tissues, and gently wiped her genitals, tossing the rest to Zhang Weihua. "You dare to do this! Wait till I rest a bit and then I'll deal with you."

Zhang Weihua affectionately hugged Huiyi from behind. Huiyi gently pushed him away, sat down in a chair, her expression turning cold. "You should leave now! I need to rest."

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Weihua was confused. "This is the only time between us. It won't happen again, understand?"

"Why?"

Zhang Weihua looked at Huiyi with disappointment. Huiyi frowned slightly and bit her lip. "I think I've made myself clear. You should leave now! Otherwise, someone will find out." Zhang Weihua

stared at her for a long time, finally walking out of the duty room in disappointment. Locking the door, getting dressed, Huiyi collapsed wearily onto the bed, her mind a jumbled mess, unable to make sense of anything. Something began to flow from her lower body—Zhang Weihua's semen inside her. Too lazy to refresh the page, she stared at the ceiling, wondering, "What's wrong with me?..."

***** Huiyi returned home, showered, and collapsed onto the bed. Looking at her luxuriously decorated home, she felt an emptiness within. Her husband unexpectedly returned. After asking him and learning he had eaten, she lay motionless on the bed. He had clearly been drinking; after changing into his pajamas, he sat on the sofa drinking water. Gradually, his gaze fell on Huiyi, a fire flickering in his eyes. Huiyi noticed, knowing her husband was having second thoughts. It had been a long time since they had been intimate, and she felt a surge of desire. Her husband came over, slipped his hand inside Huiyi's pajamas, and began to vigorously knead her breasts. ~3d(6?t2ke72 Huiyi felt a sense of guilt. She took the initiative to unbutton her husband's pajamas, reached out and grabbed his penis, playing with it. Her husband unbuttoned her clothes and kissed her soft breasts. Finally, her husband pressed down on Huiyi's body. Suddenly, Huiyi smelled another woman's scent on her husband. Her mood plummeted, and she pushed him away forcefully, turning her head to the side. Her husband was enraged. He pulled Huiyi's body closer, forcefully spread her legs, and thrust his erect penis into her body, beginning to thrust violently. "You're my wife, I can do whatever I want! What are you pretending for?"

"You sleep with other women outside, and then you come back and sleep with me? You're really something!"

Huiyi looked coldly at her husband. Provoked by Huiyi's gaze, her husband thrust harder and harder, as if he wouldn't be satisfied until he had stabbed Huiyi to death. Two minutes later, he collapsed onto Huiyi, and soon snoring could be heard. Huiyi lay there quietly, suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of shame at being raped. She pushed her husband away in disgust, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes…

****In her depressed state, Huiyi finally succumbed to Zhang Weihua's repeated invitations and went with him to Green Lake in the countryside on her day off. The green hills and clear waters were a beautiful sight, and breathing in the fresh air of nature made Huiyi feel much better. Zhang Weihua suggested going swimming in the lake, but Huiyi shook her head and refused, "I didn't bring a swimsuit."

"I've got you all ready! Go change,"

Zhang Weihua said with a smile, then quickly took off his clothes; he had already changed into his swimming trunks. Zhang Weihua cheered and plunged into the rippling green lake. Watching Zhang Weihua splashing through the water, Huiyi suddenly felt a surge of attraction to this man. Seeing his carefree expression in the water, she couldn't resist the temptation. She changed into her swimsuit in a secluded spot and slowly entered the lake. Seeing the gleam in Zhang Weihua's eyes as he stared at her, Huiyi chuckled inwardly. That's men for you; they get nosebleeds at the sight of a woman's body. Soon, she felt right at home, swimming with great enthusiasm. They frolicked in the water, joy filling Huiyi's heart, allowing her to temporarily forget... Forgetting all her troubles, Huiyi closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the vitality of nature. Her mind gradually calmed down, and she felt her heart expand, her body and mind detached from the hustle and bustle of the world. It felt so beautiful… Zhang Weihua quietly swam up behind Huiyi and suddenly hugged her tightly. Huiyi snapped back to reality, feeling Zhang Weihua's large hands grasping her full breasts, kneading them vigorously. “Don’t be silly! What are you doing?”

Huiyi exclaimed in surprise, “Making love with me!”

Zhang Weihua breathed hot air into Huiyi’s ear while continuing his actions. “Let go! It’s dangerous here!”

Huiyi’s face flushed red as she struggled. “Promise me! I’ll let go!”

“No!”

Huiyi said firmly. “Alright then! We’ll do it here!”

Zhang Weihua’s right hand caressed Huiyi’s round buttocks, gradually moving, slipping inside her swimsuit, gently pinching the entrance, and then inserting a finger inside, stirring it incessantly. “No!…Stop! It’s dangerous!”

"Huiyi said in a trembling voice. She could already feel Zhang Weihua's erection pressing tightly against her buttocks. This was the deep end; if this guy really went too far, she could easily drown. Huiyi was truly terrified. "Okay!...I promise you, let go!"

Helpless, Huiyi had no choice but to submit... Huiyi sat in Zhang Weihua's lap, moving up and down, watching his smug and comfortable expression. She couldn't help but laugh. This was the first time she had seen a man's expression during sex so closely. "Men are truly born sex machines, all they think about is occupying a woman's cave, never satisfied! Unbelievable!"

"Lie down! Let me do it!"

Zhang Weihua demanded. Huiyi obediently lay down, raising her buttocks. Zhang Weihua, holding his weapon, found his target and thrust in fiercely. Then, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while before beginning his vigorous assault. “I never imagined I’d be like a slut, having sex with another man in the countryside! Have I really fallen? How could I…”

Huiyi’s body heaved with each thrust, her breasts swaying, but her thoughts weren’t on the act; she only let out a moan or two during the intermittent moments. Zhang Weihua reached out and grasped one of her swaying breasts, while his other hand rubbed Huiyi’s vulva. “Mmm… ah…”

Huiyi moaned, “Am I being so cheap to be played with by a man like this? Oh well! At this point, let him do whatever he wants… sob…”

Huiyi looked at the man, drenched in sweat yet still thrusting vigorously, and sighed inwardly, “Why go through all this trouble?”

Zhang Weihua’s sweat dripped onto Huiyi’s body like rain, soaking her completely and making her glisten. This was already the sixth position; they had been at it for a long time since they returned to the normal position. Huiyi's lower body was almost numb; she estimated it had been going on for about an hour. Huiyi was gradually becoming impatient; her spread legs felt incredibly sore and she couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't help but try to push the man off her, but suddenly, a strong urge to urinate surged through her lower body, a strange sensation growing stronger and stronger. Huiyi's body trembled involuntarily, her moans becoming increasingly louder. Suddenly, the pleasure reached its peak, and Huiyi couldn't help but tightly hug Zhang Weihua, her legs clamping around his waist, her whole body convulsing. Zhang Weihua desperately covered Huiyi's mouth with his hand, suppressing her screams of climax; if anyone discovered it, they would surely think it was rape! At the same time, he thrust his hips forcefully, driving Huiyi to the peak of pleasure… “Phew! You looked so scary just now! You’ve never had an orgasm before?”

After withdrawing, Zhang Weihua held Huiyi, panting. Huiyi obediently rested her head against his chest, her hands gently stroking Zhang Weihua’s face. From that moment on, the man who brought her to orgasm held an irreplaceable place in her heart…

In Huiyi's office, she stared blankly at the clock, lost in thought. Since their trip to Green Lake, her relationship with Zhang Weihua had grown increasingly close. She felt as if she had fallen in love with him, becoming more and more dependent on him, sometimes even harboring thoughts of being with him forever. Worried that this would lead to the breakdown of her marriage, Huiyi worried about her future. The door opened, and Zhang Weihua quietly slipped in, locking the door behind him. Huiyi smiled slightly, walked to the cabinet, and took out a wrapped lunchbox. "I saw you were so busy at noon, didn't have time to eat, so I bought this for you. Eat it while it's hot!"

Zhang Weihua walked up to Huiyi and hugged her. "You're so thoughtful!"

he said, then kissed Huiyi's lips. They kissed intimately, their tongues teasing and intertwining. Zhang Weihua's hand, through her white uniform, played with Huiyi's breasts, gradually sliding downwards…

"No!"

Huiyi's face flushed, she gasped, pressing down on Zhang Weihua's restless hand. "In broad daylight! Don't be silly!"

“But I want to fuck you! Right now! Touch me if you don’t believe me!”

Zhang Weihua panted, grabbing Huiyi’s hand and pressing it against his genitals. Huiyi felt it was incredibly hard and burning hot, and her heart began to race. “No! This is a hospital! Absolutely not!”

Huiyi desperately tried to break free. “Then what about it?”

Zhang Weihua unzipped his pants, and his ugly member sprang out, red-faced and veins bulging. Huiyi stared at the man’s erection, feeling her body heat up. Zhang Weihua pressed down on her shoulders, forcing Huiyi to squat down, so close to the man’s genitals. This was her first time using such a device, and she blushed deeply, uttering infatuated words, "So big..."

Zhang Weihua pressed Huiyi's head towards his erect member. Huiyi hesitated for a moment, then finally opened her red lips and slowly took it in... "Mmm..."

Zhang Weihua groaned comfortably, and Huiyi moved her head back and forth, using her mouth to tease the shaft. Zhang Weihua couldn't help but thrust his hips, pushing the erection deeper. Huiyi felt a nauseous urge to vomit near her throat, so she spat out the penis, glanced at Zhang Weihua, and then re-examined the large member before her. After a while, she gripped the shaft with both hands. He licked the tip with the tip of his tongue, paying special attention to the narrow opening. "Ah..."

Soon, Zhang Weihua couldn't hold back any longer; his body trembled slightly, his head tilted back, and he kept making sounds of pleasure. Huiyi knew she had hit the mark, and her tongue worked even harder. Suddenly, Zhang Weihua grabbed Huiyi's head with his hand, forcefully inserting his entire lower body, and then began to thrust wildly. Huiyi felt each thrust penetrate deep into her throat, which was extremely uncomfortable, but her head was firmly controlled, and she could not resist at all, only able to let him release his pent-up desire. A few minutes later, Zhang Weihua finally thrust forcefully, and Huiyi... Huiyi coughed violently as a large amount of semen gushed from her mouth. Just then, someone pounded on the door. "Zhang Weihua! Open the door!"

a woman's voice called out. "Ah! It's my wife!"

Zhang Weihua's face turned pale instantly. He hurriedly pulled out his belongings, put them back, zipped up his pants, and straightened his clothes. Huiyi was startled and quickly swallowed what was in her mouth, standing up to tidy herself up. Zhang Weihua gave a signal, then opened the door. A woman with a fierce expression rushed in, yelling, "Locking the door in broad daylight! What are you doing?"

"Nothing! We were just reviewing a medical record. You... why are you here?"

Zhang Weihua said nervously. Huiyi looked coldly at the woman in front of her without saying a word. The woman looked Huiyi up and down, and suddenly noticed the traces of semen around Huiyi's mouth. Enraged, she rushed forward and slapped her across the face. "Shameless slut! Seducing other women's husbands in broad daylight. If you like being fucked by men so much, let all the men in the hospital fuck you!"

Huiyi pushed the woman away forcefully and shouted, "Control your husband first! If you were a good wife, he wouldn't be looking for other women!"

"Dr. Li, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Weihua said anxiously. "Zhang Weihua! Tell your wife what our relationship is!"

Huiyi said calmly to Zhang Weihua, "We...we have no relationship! You seduced me..."

Zhang Weihua looked at Huiyi with a pleading expression. Huiyi stared blankly at the man in front of her for a long time...then she laughed, her voice growing louder and louder. Huiyi walked quickly out of the room, and behind her came a woman's voice: "I've never seen such a shameless woman! She's a total flirt! A slut who's had sex with someone!"

Huiyi walked with firm steps, her face burning with pain, but a deeper pain had already been etched into her heart. Looking at the various crowds on the street, Huiyi laughed wildly in her heart: "Men! Let all men go to hell..."

Chapter 167 Naked Body Under a Dress

On a hot weekend evening, Xueming and his wife Meijuan took the bus home after swimming in Xiye. Because the bus was crowded with swimmers returning home, the couple couldn't find seats and had to stand side by side on the lower deck.

After the bus started moving, Xueming saw Meijuan, wearing a sleeveless printed dress, raising her right hand to hold the handrail above her head. She never shaved, and large clumps of armpit hair, resembling abalone hair, were visible under her armpits. Seeing his wife's unsightly state, Xueming wanted to tell her to put her hand down. But at that moment, Xueming inadvertently peeked through the wide sleeves of her dress and was shocked to discover that his wife was wearing a bra. It turned out that Meijuan had forgotten to bring a change of underwear when she returned to the changing room after swimming. Since her swimsuit was wet, wearing the dress over it would only make the pale yellow dress wet and semi-transparent, which would be unsightly. Therefore, she had taken off her swimsuit, revealing that she was completely naked underneath her dress.

Although Xueming and Meijuan had been married for four or five years, and Xueming had seen and touched every inch of Meijuan's skin, he still felt a strange excitement when he saw his wife's exposed skin on the crowded bus. Seeing that he was the only one to Meijuan's right, he thought that no one else had seen Meijuan's accidental exposure, so he didn't remind her and continued to secretly peek through her sleeve.

After swimming all day, Meijuan's skin was tanned red, but the parts covered by her swimsuit were still creamy white. Against her bronze skin, her snow-white breasts were particularly eye-catching, and her jujube-red nipples, without the protection of a bra, had already become hard and erect from the friction of the dress.

Just as Xueming was secretly chuckling at the sight, the bus turned a corner. Meijuan, propelled by centrifugal force, leaned slightly forward, her loose dress billowing open. Xueming could see right through her sleeves to her crotch. Her pubic hair, as dense as her armpit hair, was now perfectly matted, a patch that had previously resembled tangled weeds after swimming. Xueming couldn't help but swallow hard.

Due to the traffic jam, Meijuan had been holding onto the overhead handrail with her right hand for a long time, feeling increasingly tired. After a while, she switched to holding it with her left. The man standing to her left had already noticed Xueming's persistent gaze into her sleeves, guessing that something erotic must be hidden there. Now that she had switched hands, he naturally seized the opportunity to look inside.

Based on his earlier experience, Xueming knew that the man had seen his wife's breasts and even her pubic hair clearly. He was furious and wanted to punch him. However, after calming down, he thought that someone spying on his wife proved that she was attractive. He was actually proud to have married a beautiful wife. He figured that it wouldn't hurt his wife to be looked at a few times, so he might as well be generous and let him look as much as he wanted.

Since Xueming had been talking to Meijuan along the way, the man assumed that Xueming was just like him, a lucky guy who had accidentally caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman's exposed body. So even though Xueming was looking at him, he continued to spy without restraint. When he saw something that made him drool, he even secretly raised his thumb and gestured to Xueming, praising Meijuan's figure. This made Xueming both angry and amused.

After the bus arrived at Rainbow, Xueming and Meijuan originally needed to transfer to the subway to get home, but Meijuan was hungry, so they found a restaurant nearby to have dinner first. While eating, Xueming recalled the scene before getting off the bus when he called out to Meijuan, "Wife, get off!"

The man who had been spying on Meijuan the whole way would never have imagined that the person he'd been taking turns peeping at her was actually her husband. The man was stunned and speechless. Even now, Xueming couldn't help but chuckle at the man's ridiculous expression.

Seeing her husband laughing while eating, Meijuan asked him what had happened. Xueming told her about the accidental exposure on the bus, and Meijuan immediately blushed and teared up. To prevent Meijuan from crying in public, Xueming could only comfort her gently, using the theory that no one would spy on a wife if she weren't pretty. Since it's a woman's nature to like being praised, Meijuan was quickly coaxed into laughing through her tears.

In Xueming's eyes, Meijuan's expression of both crying and laughing looked particularly charming. Seeing that the tablecloth was long enough to cover her thighs, and since there were no people at the nearby tables, Xueming kicked off his sandals under the table and reached over to rub Meijuan's calves. Although Meijuan was startled and immediately closed her thighs, Xueming did not back down. He continued to extend his foot under Meijuan's calves, slipping it inside her dress, and then placed his foot on Meijuan's thighs, using his toes to play with Meijuan's thick pubic hair.

Xueming's teasing made Meijuan's legs go numb, and her thighs unconsciously opened. Xueming then put his foot between Meijuan's thighs and rubbed his toes back and forth along Meijuan's labia. Soon, Xueming felt his toes were wet, which showed that Meijuan's vulva had already seeped out a lot of vaginal fluid.

Meanwhile, Xueming had already located Meijuan's clitoris with his toe. He gently pressed it, and Meijuan immediately trembled as if electrocuted, instinctively wanting to moan. However, being in a restaurant, she naturally dared not cry out. She quickly put down her knife and fork and covered her mouth with her hand. But because of this, Meijuan accidentally dropped her knife and fork on the ground. Xueming then pretended to help Meijuan pick them up, taking the opportunity to climb under the table. Because Xueming and his wife were sitting in a dark corner of the restaurant, no one noticed what was happening under the table. A passionate love scene was unfolding. As Xueming crawled under the stage, he immediately buried his face between Meijuan's thighs. Although he had just teased her labia with his toes, the stench of his toes was now masked by the copious flow of vaginal fluid. While licking Meijuan's vulva, Xueming reached under her skirt and slid his hand down her body, kneading her large breasts. Meijuan wanted to stop him, but fearing it would attract attention, she let him do as he pleased.

Meijuan glanced around the restaurant. Although no one was looking their way for the time being, she was still worried they would be discovered sooner or later. However, this fear, coupled with Xueming's licking and caressing, gave her an unprecedented thrill. Her heart raced, and her legs involuntarily clamped around Xueming's head, quickly bringing her to multiple orgasms.

When Xueming crawled out from under the stage, Meijuan saw his face covered in her semen, so she quickly opened her handbag to find tissues to wipe his face. However, this time she was too quick and accidentally dropped her handbag. At that moment, Xueming grinned slyly and gestured for her to crawl under the stage.

Stimulated by her recent orgasm, Meijuan deeply enjoyed the thrill of sneaking around, so she didn't hesitate to crawl under the stage and unzip Xueming's pants. She then used her fingers to pull down his underwear and pull out his already hard and hot penis. She first licked Xueming's scrotum with her tongue, while simultaneously gripping his penis and frantically stroking it dozens of times. Then, starting from the scrotum, she licked down the penis to the glans, circling the glans with her tongue a few times before opening her mouth and taking it all the way in. At this moment, Xueming also reached under the stage and grabbed Meijuan's head, pushing her up and down to make his penis thrust in and out of her mouth.

Just as Xueming was enjoying Meijuan's sucking, a waiter came over to clear the empty plates and asked Xueming what he wanted to eat or drink. Xueming casually said he wanted a coffee, but the waiter hadn't left yet. He remembered Xueming had come with his wife and assumed Meijuan had gone to the restroom, so he asked Xueming to order for her.

"My wife can't sleep at night, whether she drinks coffee or milk tea. She went to the Shanghai restaurant across the street for 'soy milk',"

Xueming casually replied. Under the table, Meijuan continued to vigorously suck on Xueming's penis. Xueming finally couldn't help but shiver and ejaculated a large amount of artificial "soy milk" into Meijuan's mouth.

To avoid arousing the waiter's suspicion, Xueming said, "Wow... the air conditioning here is really strong, it's making me shiver. Speaking of which, my wife should have finished her 'soy milk' by now. I don't want any food or drinks, you can pay the bill for me!"

"The End"

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Postscript: The inspiration for this novel came from a personal experience this summer. After swimming, while taking the bus home, I indeed saw a woman wearing a sleeveless dress. I noticed a man standing next to her constantly peering into her sleeves. Later, realizing I had caught him, he gave me a thumbs-up and winked at me, gesturing for me to look into her sleeves as well. When I looked, I discovered that the woman was completely naked underneath her dress; not only could I see her nipples, but whenever the bus turned and her upper body leaned forward, I could even see her pubic hair.

However, the man and I were just unintentionally enjoying the view, not the woman's husband. The scene in the latter half of the novel where the couple performs oral sex under the counter in a restaurant is also fictional.

Chapter 168: The Madness of a Respectable Woman .

Her name is Xiao Wen, 35 years old, a chief physician in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the First Central Hospital of the city. She was quiet and poised, with fair skin that had a slight blush. She always spoke with a smile, and her dimples would appear and disappear. She was extremely serious when seeing patients, and many patients came specifically because of her reputation.

I met her in early September 2003. That year, the city's health system held a large-scale chorus event, and my band and I were invited to assist in the performance. I was responsible for choreography and conducting. We rehearsed every night from eight to ten o'clock. The performance was scheduled for September 28th, and time was very tight. The hospital leaders asked everyone to work together to try and win an award.

In the first few days, I noticed Xiao Wen because she was so beautiful, standing out among dozens of women. I always used the opportunity of teaching singing to get closer to her. Her voice was also very good, and I tried to highlight her in the performances. I also noticed that every evening after rehearsal, she would take a taxi home from the hospital entrance. One day, after rehearsal, I left early and drove to the hospital entrance, parking where she usually took a taxi. A little while later, I saw Xiao Wen rush out and stand by the roadside waiting for a taxi. I promptly opened the car door and called out to her, "Dr. Xiao." She looked up, saw me, smiled, and said, "Are you waiting for someone?"

I waved my hand and said, "Get in first, I'll drive you home." Wen hurriedly said, "It's okay, I'll take a taxi. You go ahead with your work." I insisted on inviting her. By then, more people were coming out, and I could see that Xiao Wen was in a dilemma. So I simply reached out and grabbed the strap of her handbag. Perhaps Xiao Wen was also afraid of being seen, so she got into the car. I quickly started the car and looked at Xiao Wen sitting next to me. I felt very happy. Her home was far from the hospital, a nearly 30-minute drive. When we arrived at the entrance of her residential area, I stopped the car and said to Xiao Wen, "Tomorrow night, come out a little later, after everyone else has left, and I'll drive you."

Xiao Wen nodded, said goodbye, and walked into the residential area. I watched her until she was out of sight before I went home.

From that day on, I drove her every day. We started communicating, and during our conversations, I learned that Xiao Wen's husband was an associate professor specializing in pediatric medicine. He had been studying in the United States for over a year on a government scholarship from the medical university. She was raising her six-year-old daughter alone, who was staying with her maternal grandmother because the hospital was organizing a large choir performance. This information sent a jolt through me, my thoughts wandering into a jumble of images, like scenes from a miniature film playing out before my eyes. Especially Xiao Wen's words: "

I love watching your graceful conducting of the chorus, the eye contact between you and the band and singers—it's absolutely mesmerizing! I almost forgot the lyrics several times." Just that one comment from Xiao Wen was enough to make my imagination run wild.

The performance on September 28th was a huge success; the city's central hospital won the only first prize. When the hospital leaders held the trophy, they grinned broadly.

That evening, the hospital leaders hosted a banquet for all the performers at the renowned "Golden Sun" Hotel. Xiao Wen and I sat next to each other, and I kept stealing glances at her. She would secretly smile back at me. I whispered to Xiao Wen, "Let's keep in touch!" Xiao Wen nodded firmly.

From then on, we often called each other to say hello, and we often went out to eat together, but we never had the chance to cross the line into friendship. I tried several times to steer the conversation towards "I want to [do something]", but Xiao Wen tactfully deflected my advances. For the sake of our friendship, I gave up on that idea, and we maintained a close friendship.

On New Year's Day 2005, I received a call from Xiao Wen, asking me to come to the entrance of her apartment complex at 10 p.m. that night, saying she had something to discuss. I was a little confused; what could she possibly want to discuss at this hour? I arrived at the entrance on time and waited a short while before Xiao Wen came out. She told me to park my car and then led me into the complex. At that moment, my heart was pounding with anxiety. When we arrived at her apartment, she opened the door, and I followed her inside. This was the first time I had entered her home in over a year since we met, and I was somewhat nervous. I looked around her apartment; the decor was elegant, with a strong intellectual atmosphere. She asked me to sit on the sofa. The room was warm, and she made me a cup of tea. I slowly drank the tea, looking at her with my eyes. She opened the drawer and took out two passports, saying, "My daughter and I have our visas approved. We plan to go to Beijing on the 15th of this month and then fly to Los Angeles. I called you here today to put an end to something on my mind. We've been together for over a year, and you've brought me so much joy. I like you very much, and I love you very much. Today, I want to fulfill all your requests, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life."

She finished speaking and looked at me tenderly with tearful eyes. At that moment, my heart trembled, my hands trembled, and tears blurred my vision. I slowly stood up, walked to her, stretched out my arms, and hugged Xiao Wen tightly, not letting go for a long time. I turned my head, our eyes met, and I gently kissed her lips, my tongue swirling in her mouth. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and I swayed my body back and forth, kneading her breasts with my chest. She wrapped her arms around my neck, responding to my every move. I helped her take off her sweater and bra, then removed her pink bra. I kneaded her already erect breasts with both hands, and she moaned softly. I admired the body I had dreamed of. I sucked on her pink nipples. She held my head with both hands, grabbed my hair, and pressed her breasts against me, her body twisting involuntarily. I pulled my hand away and unbuckled her belt, pulling down her panties as well. Xiao Wen was naked, completely exposed before my eyes. I lovingly caressed her entire body. Her smooth, white skin was beyond the skill of even the best painter. Her upturned buttocks and protruding breasts formed a perfect curve. I touched her genitals; the elastic pubic muscles and curly pubic hair felt wonderful. I was completely captivated.

I hurriedly took off my clothes, and we went into the bathroom together. We washed each other's bodies, wanting to use the cleanest bodies to complete our physical union. At this moment, my penis was already engorged and erect, standing upright at a 45-degree angle. Xiao Wen caressed and stroked my penis, slowly squatted down, and took my penis into his mouth. His tongue moved around my glans, and one hand kneaded my testicles. My willpower could no longer resist the climax of ejaculation. I felt my anal muscles tighten and my thighs ache, and a stream of hot semen shot into Xiao Wen's mouth. Xiao Wen swallowed my semen without hesitation. After the bath, we went to bed together. I had Xiao Wen lie down and spread her legs. I parted her labia with my hands, revealing her red clitoris. Her small, round vagina was soaked with vaginal fluid. I teased her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, then inserted my entire tongue into her vagina, stirring it inside. Xiao Wen writhed and moaned loudly, her vaginal fluid flowing out. I sucked it greedily, trying to swallow all the fluid that flowed out.

Xiao Wen's writhing was out of control, swaying irregularly, and she kept muttering, "Hurry... I can't take it anymore... I can't bear it... Don't make me suffer... Hurry... Please!"

I climbed on top of her, aimed my penis at her vagina, and slowly pushed it in. Just as the head of my penis touched the very tip, Xiao Wen's body stiffened, her teeth clenched, and she let out a long moan. Her labia gripped my penis tightly, as if it were being held firmly by a small hand deep inside her vagina. This sensation stimulated my entire body, and I began to slowly thrust in and out. With each thrust, Xiao Wen would arch her body. I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, reaching a maximum of 100 times per minute. Just as I was thrusting wildly, Xiao Wen let out a scream, grabbed my shoulders tightly with both hands, and arched her genitals, keeping me upright for a good half minute before she exhaled a sweet breath and went limp. I held on and did not ejaculate. After resting for a while, I had Xiao Wen kneel down, her buttocks raised. I knelt behind her and inserted my penis. Then I began to thrust vigorously, rhythmically and forcefully. With each slap of my pubic bone against Xiao Wen's buttocks, a crisp slapping sound was heard. After more than 100 thrusts, I could no longer hold back and pushed all the way in, ejaculating into her vagina.

We lay down together, and Xiao Wen stroked my face tenderly, saying, "I will always remember this sexual collaboration between us."

Looking at Xiao Wen's beautiful face, I was filled with mixed emotions. In a few days, she would leave me forever, and she had only let me have her body at the last moment. I felt a strange feeling, and a bizarre thought welled up in my mind.

We cuddled for a while, and my penis regained its majestic form. I climbed on top of Xiao Wen, lifted her legs apart, and used my hands to lift her buttocks, making her vagina and anus face upwards. Then, I half-squatted and slowly pushed my penis into Xiao Wen's anus. Xiao Wen seemed to be mentally prepared and did not resist at all, letting me do as I pleased. I tried to push it in, but her anus was too tight to go in. So I went to the bathroom, got some soap, soaked it with her vaginal fluid, and applied it around her anus before trying again! My glans slowly slid in, and then I pushed my entire penis all the way in. Xiao Wen gritted her teeth in pain, cooperating with me silently. I slowly thrust in and out, her anal muscles tightly gripping my penis. The unprecedented sensation stimulated me. I looked down at Xiao Wen's beautiful face, thinking that she was about to leave me, and I couldn't help but speed up. My face was distorted with sexual excitement. I groaned loudly, panting heavily. My movements stimulated Xiao Wen to have multiple orgasms. Suddenly, Xiao Wen thrust her waist forcefully, pressing her buttocks firmly against my penis. I felt a jolt in my lower abdomen and pubic bone, and I cried out, ejaculating directly into Xiao Wen's anus. Xiao Wen and I reached orgasm at the same time. We both relaxed. I was still on top of her, my penis still clamped in Xiao Wen's anus.

On the day Xiao Wen left, I waited early across the street, watching them get into the car and seeing them off until they were out of sight. Xiao Wen didn't see me. I hope they are reunited with their family in America and are happy together! I will never forget her—"Xiao Wen" [The End]

Chapter 169 A beautiful young woman

About half a year ago, when I was chatting online, a netizen named Xiao Ya took the initiative to add me. I looked at her profile; she was a woman, 35 years old, and from the same city, so I added her as a friend. After chatting once, we met online to chat for several nights in a row. We chatted happily and exchanged phone numbers. One day, I was about to go online to chat with her when she called me directly, saying that her husband had been abroad for two weeks and she felt bored and wanted to meet me. I said I would go to my place, but she said she was afraid of being seen, so she said she had booked a room in a hotel first and would call me later.

I hesitated at first, because in today's society, many people use women's charms to seduce men, then extort or even kill them. But I thought we'd talked for so long, she probably wouldn't be that kind of person, so I agreed anyway. That evening, at the agreed time, I arrived at the hotel room she had booked. After confirming everything was correct, I rang the doorbell.

I waited for several minutes, my emotions fluctuating wildly from the initial excitement, agitation, and even fear when I rang the doorbell to the disappointment that followed. Just as I was about to leave in disappointment, I heard the sound of a lock opening. A young woman with her hair tied up and delicate features peered at me through the slightly ajar door. She looked at me intently for a moment and then asked softly, "Who are you looking for?"

I hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm looking for Xiaoya."

"Okay. Come in quickly."

After looking at me for a few seconds, she finally smiled, a bright smile, and opened the door to the side, hiding behind it herself. I entered the room and noticed that she was covering herself with a large bath towel, her face flushed as she looked at me.

I was immediately intrigued, but also worried about falling into a trap, so I cautiously glanced inside before entering. As soon as I entered, she closed the door, blushing, and said, "I didn't know you'd come so quickly. I was taking a shower, and I heard you ringing the doorbell for a while. I was afraid you'd leave, so I had to open the door like this. Please sit down, I'll be done showering soon."

She smiled at me and quickly walked towards the bathroom. I looked behind her, and oh! Her back was completely naked; her skin was very white and smooth, her buttocks were full and large, and the curve of her back was incredibly beautiful and alluring. As she almost entered the bathroom, she turned back and smiled sweetly at me, causing my penis to immediately stir and harden. After a while, she came out wearing a collarless, sleeveless, light blue dress with small white flowers. She gathered her loose hair with her hands, walked to me, sat down, and smiled, saying, "Let me pour you a cup of tea."

"No need,"

I said politely, feeling that my trip was worthwhile because of her poise and alluring demeanor on our first meeting. She smiled sweetly, turned to make me tea, and then sat down beside me, smiling as she looked at me, saying, "I thought you would be a very burly man. I didn't expect you to be so refined."

This exchange immediately eased the tension between us.

I then noticed that she wasn't wearing underwear under her dress; her beautiful body was partially revealed, arousing a strong desire within me. From our conversations, although we hadn't discussed sex, I sensed she was a rather alluring woman. But seeing her gave me a strange urge; unable to suppress my intense lust, I pulled her into my arms. She seemed startled, but quickly calmed down, struggling a few times symbolically before giving up and lying obediently in my arms. This emboldened me further. My right hand slipped under her skirt and reached her inner thigh, hooking several fingers around her genitals, my middle finger searching for her vaginal opening.

"You're such a pervert! I've let a wolf into my house!"

Her cheeks flushed, she bit her lip, her beautiful eyes glaring at me with a hint of anger, offering only token resistance.

Her shapely abdomen was beautifully rounded, with only a small tuft of pubic hair, and no hair on her labia majora. As I played with her vulva, I also carefully checked her for any sexually transmitted diseases, and tentatively asked, "You regret inviting me here?"

"Yes, I regret it. I'm going to sue you for rape."

She bit her lip, still seething with hatred, but her lower body was reacting with excitement.

"Who told you to show me your naked bottom as soon as I walked in, seducing me?"

I said with a smug, resentful grin.

"So what if I seduced you, you big pervert! If you rape me, I'll sue you and put you in jail."

She glared at me with gritted teeth.

I couldn't resist kissing her beautiful face and said with a grin, "Then I'll tease you first, make you burn with desire, and make you beg me to have sex with you."

I increasingly felt that she was teasing me, because my middle finger, inserted in her vagina, could already feel her wetness.

"You're going to be so happy! I'll beg you? Even if you kneel in front of me and beg, I won't be moved."

Her anger seemed to disappear all at once, and she said with a blushing smile.

"Sigh! You should change your online name to Ice Beauty. I'm really burning with desire, so I have to kneel down and beg you to see if I can win you over."

I said, feeling an increasing sense of closeness to her.

"You deserve to be burned!"

She made a hateful face again, but I made her sit up straight, spread her legs, and placed a sofa cushion between them. I took off my pants in front of her, and after seeing her quickly glance at my thick, erect penis, a hint of desire flashed across her face. I felt more confident, and with a grin, I knelt between her spread legs, reaching out to massage her full breasts through her thin dress, while lazily saying, "Beautiful fairy Xiaoya, this big-dicked pervert is proposing to you, will you say yes?"

"Hmph! Kneeling with a cushion on, looking insincere, no way!"

She seemed to want to laugh but still forced a serious expression as she said to me.

"Look!"

I lifted her skirt to reveal her lower body, and after flattening my erect penis, it was positioned right at her vaginal opening. "I'm not kneeling high enough. Once you agree, I can thrust in just the right amount of time."

I said, thrusting my hips forward and inserting most of my thick penis into her already wet vagina.

She hummed softly, teasingly saying, "Then come and woo me when you're taller."

My penis was already inside her warm vagina. As I thrust in and out, I massaged her breasts with both hands and laughed, "I'm almost thirty-five. I'll only grow taller in my next life."

"It doesn't matter! I definitely won't marry you in this life. You can woo me in your next life!"

she said with an even more charming smile.

I thrust my penis forward forcefully, almost the entire length of it penetrating her vagina. She let out a soft moan, biting her lip, and said, "I didn't expect yours to be so thick and long. You've already put it in before I even agreed."

"I'm still kneeling and begging you!"

I laughed. "If you don't agree, I'll pull out."

As I spoke, I slowly withdrew my penis. She was very wet, and her vagina was very tight. I could clearly feel her vagina gripping my penis tightly as I withdrew. When the head of my penis had reached the entrance of her vagina, there was nowhere left to go. I saw that she was still staring at me coldly, seemingly without any desire or pleasure for me. I suddenly became angry and gritted my teeth, about to pull the head of my penis out of her vagina.

"Can you tell me your real name and age?"

she suddenly asked me with a charming smile.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I inserted my penis further into her vagina, thrusting in and out repeatedly. I reached down and gently pinched her already hardened nipples, laughing, "Chen, 27 years old, unmarried, works in a government department here. And you?"

"Me?"

she giggled coquettishly. "I won't tell you!" she said, tilting her head back smugly. I immediately feigned anger, abruptly withdrawing my penis from her vagina, causing her to moan softly. I stood up and sat down on the other side of the sofa, saying, "You're even less sincere. I knelt down to beg for your love, and you still tease me. Forget it."

She smiled coquettishly at me, looking pitiful, and got up, straddling my thighs. She lowered her right hand, straightening my erect penis towards her vaginal opening, biting her lip, gazing at me pitifully, letting out a long sigh before sitting down.

"You think you can just run away after you've piqued my interest? I won't let you get away with this!"

She snorted a few times, then suddenly started to move rapidly, coquettishly complaining.

"You're allowed to tease me, but I'm not allowed to tease you?"

I laughed, reaching out to pull out a piece of clothing that I had been sitting on.

"Hey, I just bought this when I came here, it was 30% off, only twenty-something yuan. Do you think it looks good on me?"

She giggled as she took off her thin dress and reached for her peach-colored floral print nylon short-sleeved shirt.

"Your breasts are so alluring."

I gazed at her two snow-white, bouncing, full breasts and couldn't resist reaching out to touch them.

"Really?"

She giggled sweetly, thrusting her breasts even higher, and said seductively, "Do you want to nurse?"

"Of course!"

I laughed, wrapping my arms around her waist and sucking on one of her nipples.

I suckled on her nipples for a while, and she smiled at me with a flushed face, saying, "You've been inside me for over twenty minutes. I saw online that some men are 'vigorous,' able to last an hour with a woman. How long can you last?"

"I don't know. You try it tonight, and I'll see if I don't last a few hours."

I laughed.

"A few hours? Oh my god! I'm going to be killed by you! I've been married for six years, and the longest I've ever lasted is 10 minutes."

She looked at me with a frightened expression.

"You have such a healthy, strong, and voluptuous body; you're the kind of woman who can really have sex. You'll only make you feel like you're in heaven."

I said with a grin.

She smiled and said, "Since you say that, then let's see if you can handle it."

As she spoke, she put on her floral short-sleeved shirt, which was very transparent and looked very sexy. I couldn't help but exclaim, "You look so beautiful! You're absolutely gorgeous, so sexy, it's tempting to commit a crime."

I often see women wearing clothes like this on the street; you can clearly see the bra straps from behind, and from the front, you can clearly see the color, fabric, and shape of the bra. She held her long, flowing hair in her hands, her breasts high and firm, half-hidden, making her incredibly sexy.

She giggled, her supple waist swaying, and said shyly, "I don't know why, I'm usually a very proper woman, I haven't talked about sex with you or anyone else online, but I just have this feeling of destiny with you. From calling you to now being like this with you, it feels like a dream. If I were to go out in this outfit, I'd definitely need to wear a thick bra underneath; I wouldn't dare go out in a thin one."

I laughed, "Anyway, I know you're a very secretly horny woman." "

Get lost!"

she said, her beautiful face flushed, and playfully bit my nose.

Although her bite was light, I deliberately cried out, "Ouch!"

and picked her up, laying her horizontally on the bed, and began a series of vigorous thrusts.

"Ouch! Be gentle, yours is too long and it's going in so deep, it's killing me!"

she groaned.

"This is the first time I've met such a wild and sexy beauty, so you'd better enjoy it!"

I hummed as I vigorously thrust into her for nearly half an hour. A small patch of the sheet under her buttocks was soaked with her vaginal fluids that had gushed out several times. At this moment, I felt my penis head tingling and itchy from the heat of her fluids, so I stopped and said, "The sheet is wet, do you want to find something to put on underneath?"

Her beautiful face was flushed, and she looked at me with a shy smile and said, "You're so amazing, you made me so wet. Can I use this shirt to put on?"

I took off my shirt and then took off her shirt as well, and then got on the bed and continued to make love to her, saying, "Did you have an orgasm?"

"I don't know, I've never had an orgasm before. When you were going so hard just now, I felt like my whole body was melting, like my body wasn't even mine anymore, that might be an orgasm."

She said with a blissful and charming smile.

"Do you like that feeling?"

I asked with a smile.

"Yes, it feels so good."

She smiled shyly.

My penis no longer felt that tingling sensation, so I chuckled, "Want me to make you feel good again?"

"Mmm,"

she nodded with a smile.

I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and began thrusting violently again. This time, after only five or six minutes, my penis was tingled by the scalding fluid from her orgasm, so I had to back away. When my penis reached the entrance of her vagina, she looked at me pitifully, "No, don't go out,"

and tried to hug me with both hands.

"If you don't come out now, what if you suddenly change your mind and accuse me of rape?"

I laughed, deliberately backing away a little.

"So you'd better be a little tougher, lest you lose more than you gain!"

she laughed wantonly.

I groaned helplessly and had no choice but to insert it again, but I didn't dare to thrust quickly, only slowly. She moaned, "Oh! Thrust faster."

Seeing her pitifully seductive appearance, I bit my lip. Sure enough, the pain in my lip reduced the intense stimulation of my penis, so I thrust into her faster and more violently.

"Oh my god! You're killing me!"

she moaned louder and louder. Fortunately, the TV was on, which masked her moans quite a bit.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

I laughed.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she nodded with a lustful smile. "How long have you been doing this to me?"

"Well, it's 10:27 now, I started doing this to you around 8:10."

I laughed.

She looked at me with great admiration and nodded shyly. "I've been conquered by you."

"Conquered you? That means you won't refuse me if I want to do this to you again?"

I laughed.

"I won't refuse you tonight."

She smiled coquettishly.

"I thought you'd never refuse me,"

I said.

"No way! Even if I don't accuse you of rape, I won't see you again,"

she giggled.

"What?"

I lifted her legs and thrust into her violently again, groaning, "Will you see me or not?"

"Ah! Yes! Yes! Anytime!"

she moaned.

Seeing that she had truly submitted, I gently thrust into her again, making love intimately and talking to her. After some conversation, I learned that she was a nurse at a hospital.

We met several more times after that, but unfortunately, we didn't see each other much after her husband came back. I once saw them together on the street; her husband was quite tall, but I didn't expect him to be a man with premature ejaculation. Later, they moved away, and I don't know where they went. To this day, I'm still chatting with my classmates online, just hoping for a chance to wait for fate to bring me back.

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