Confessions of Yang Xiaoqing

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My first affair.

My name is Yang Xiaoqing, I am forty-two years old, and I currently live in Silicon Valley, just south of San Francisco, California. After graduating from college in Taiwan, I married my current husband and came with him to the U.S. the following year to study abroad; then settled down and had two children. My daughter is now in college in New York and my son is in high school in California, living at home.

My husband’s name is Chang and he is three years older than me. Their family owned factories and businesses in the early years of Taiwan’s “economic take-off”. With the government’s nurturing and assistance, they contributed to Taiwan’s early industrial development and laid the foundation for their company’s growth, and their business grew bigger and bigger, and they made more and more money.

After completing his studies in the United States, my husband returned to Taiwan to learn to be a leader in my in-laws’ expanding family business. As they diversified and internationalized their investments early on, they speculated on land and engaged in real estate development in Taiwan; they also set up companies overseas to do import and export trade, gradually forming a very successful and lucrative corporate empire. My husband is particularly proud of the fact that he is one of the few richest people in Taiwan and even in the world today.

I know nothing about business and have no interest in it. All I know is that for nearly two decades, ever since my husband returned to Taiwan after completing his studies, I have been spending a lot of time with him in our marriage; most of the time I am alone, bringing up our children and watching them grow up. This kind of life is almost no different from being single. But because I am a wife and I have to bring up my children by myself and fulfill my duties as a mother, I do not enjoy the joys of single life at all.

Therefore, at the bottom of my heart, I have always harbored resentment towards my fate; I felt that my husband had neglected me and my spiritual and emotional needs for too long for the sake of his career!

I didn’t marry him because I was in love with him. It was mainly because a family friend introduced us and my parents thought it would be an excellent choice to marry his family, and when they had talked it over, they kept encouraging me to say yes and putting a lot of pressure on me. I protested that I didn’t love him, but my family insisted that love can be cultivated after marriage.

At that time, I was about to graduate from university, but I did not have a good boyfriend; although I admired a male classmate in my heart, I had never dated him. So, in a mood of uncertainty, I reluctantly married my husband.

Therefore, I was not at all surprised that I did not cultivate any love after marriage as I expected; even though I often complained in my heart that I was emotionally empty and had no support, I would console myself by saying that I had found a “place to live”; I even thought: at least, by marrying into a rich family, I would not have to worry about the lack of material life all my life, which was still lucky for me and the whole mother’s family. I even thought, “At least, I married into a rich family, so I don’t have to worry about the material life for the rest of my life!

However, it is an undeniable fact that over the past 20 years, my husband has often been away from home for long periods of time, and I have lived a lonely life as a single person with no love, and even less solace from men for a long period of time. Both my mind and body were tormented, and the pain I felt was something that no one who had not been through it could ever know.

In particular, whenever I see other people in pairs, making love to each other, or even sticking to each other physically, enjoying the warmth and lingering together, I can’t help but compare myself with my own singleness, and feel so miserable and unhappy!

I’m slowly learning to tell myself not to look at those couples so as not to feel sad inside. However, no matter how hard I try to suppress it, I can’t help but fantasize about those couples making out, and at the same time, I earnestly hope that I can have a lover with the same passion. ……

Over time, I gradually realized that every time I fantasized for a longer period of time, or hoped for something stronger, my body would feel especially empty, creating an urgent need for sex, and the heat was unbearable, and I hated to have a man’s body to fill me up immediately, giving me sexual relief. However, in the absence of a real man, the only way for me to relieve myself is to masturbate!

LOL! ……

Even though I had been masturbating regularly since I was a few years old in the mounting years of my marriage, it was only when I entered my thirtieth year and became what is known as a wolf and tiger, and was pointed out by another person, that I really realized what was happening to me.

That person was the first person I had an affair with in my life, my “ex-boyfriend”. Although Zhu Guanmei mentioned him a little in “Xiaoqing’s Story”, she didn’t tell the story of my relationship with him clearly; she only used all her ink to dramatize and depict the scene when I met and slept with my “ex-boyfriend”, and wrote me as a slut who had no regard for shame and morality, and was almost a slut, I was also portrayed as a slut with no sense of shame, no moral values, and almost as a man’s slut. This is what I can’t forgive Zhuguan Scape for.

In fact, my ex-boyfriend is also a famous Chinese, his name is Li Tong, my husband in the U.S. company specializing in computers, information a male staff.

The reason I hooked up with him is because back in the day (before I moved to California) I was at an emotional low point on my own. Coincidentally, he was also in the middle of a marital crisis with his wife; we talked and comforted each other as if we were in the same boat; talked a lot and got very involved.

When I realized that we had become so dependent on each other that we couldn’t live without talking to each other for almost a day, we met in the car on a rainy night, and immediately embraced and kissed each other passionately, letting our emotions ignite the fire of desire; and then, in the small car, we had our first dry, physical relationship.

Like a long sealed wine, once opened, can no longer prohibit people from more greedy to drink it desire; I and Li Tong after sex, also like a drink addicted to it, have to meet more often, see each other, but also have to go to bed to make love can not be!

For me, at first, my relationship with Li Tong was due to my psychological need to find a friend whom I could talk to about my long-term loneliness, which is what I should have done! However, when I gradually realized that I seemed to be “in love with him”, I had to find a better reason to explain it. Fortunately, it wasn’t difficult: my husband’s neglect of my spiritual and emotional needs, and the fact that I had never loved him in my own heart, were enough to explain why I, like many other wives, had an affair, and an affair that was an emotional betrayal of the family!

Putting aside the moral aspect, this “further” intimate interaction between Li Tong and me has awakened the romantic feelings that I have never used in my life; in loneliness, there is a support for the spirit; and there is also an object to pour out my bitter feelings; this is the biggest gain.

Of course, I can’t deny that after I finally had sex with Li Tong, my long-dried-up carnal needs were satisfied; naturally, I looked forward to meeting him more often, and every time we met, we must go to bed and make love!

But all good things must come to an end, and the conflict between Li Tong and his wife did not make him turn to me, but rather, he thought that it was because of our affair that he had been unfaithful and had wronged his wife. So, except for the lunch during his working hours, when we met near my husband’s company, avoiding acquaintances we might bump into, and ate lunch together, if we wanted to arrange a “rendezvous” that could last a little longer, he would be so afraid that he would have to make up an excuse to come home late, report to his wife and promise to come home by He would make up an excuse to come home late and promise to be home by a few o’clock. Moreover, Li Tong, he called to speak with his wife’s tone of voice, like the Queen Mother, so close to her, obedience to her ……

For me, this is very unbearable. Especially, because my husband is often away from home, I am like a single woman, I don’t have to report my whereabouts to anyone; so I feel that Li Tong’s fear of his wife is a sign of his lack of manliness. But I also understand that he is my only lover, so in order to maintain my only chance of having an affair, I have to accept this situation!

And Li Tong together, neither often, nor can not meet too long, every meeting is in a hurry; and, he is always depressed, full of worry to my appointment, so that I always have to try to make him happy. And after the bed in a hurry, and immediately have to make every effort to do everything possible to please him, to please him.

Fortunately, it was only after I had sex with Li Tong that I slowly learned to enjoy the real pleasure of sex between men and women, as if I had gotten the hang of it. I also practiced some sex skills from him.

Before him, even though I had been married for many years and had two children, I knew almost nothing about sex, except that I had to spread my legs and let my husband’s penis enter my flesh hole. Plus, because I didn’t love my husband at all, I had no feelings for him at all; I never hugged or kissed him in bed when I was doing my wifely duty for the past two years; even when he tried to kiss me, I kept my head away and never let him kiss me on the mouth.

It’s been said that prostitutes don’t usually kiss their johns. In bed, no matter how much her body is played with by a man, she wouldn’t want to be forced to kiss on the mouth. If that’s true, there’s probably as little difference between my husband and me as there is between a prostitute and her john!

In addition to having no feelings for him, my husband’s looks are too unattractive, and since he is middle-aged, his head is slowly going bald, and his body is gradually getting fat, with a belly full of fat; it’s just too appetizing to look at, so it’s even more unlikely for me to have any desire for him!

What I can’t stand the most is my husband’s work in bed and his tiny penis, both of which are so disappointing to me! Every time I do my wifely duty, he can’t even find a place to go, sweating all over the place, and I have to pull his tiny penis with my hand to guide it to my very reluctant hole. ……

And finally, as soon as he got in, he jerked and jerked like a little rabbit for four or five strokes, and the moment I was still senseless, he let out a sigh and drained the stuff; and then, not caring about my condition or the feelings in my heart, he slipped away as soon as the limp little strip of flesh was gone, and at the same time rolled over and fell back on his head and huffed and puffed and fell asleep!

Imagine, my husband and I have been married for two and a half decades, we have been together for more days than I can count, and this is the kind of “sex life” we have when we are in bed together! How can I possibly have fun? …… How can I expect to develop “married love”? ……

LOL! ……

Let’s leave my husband out of this and go back to what I did with Li Tung!

As I mentioned earlier, Li Tong was often depressed when he went to my appointments. According to his own words, because he is not happy in his marriage, so there is an urgent need to have an affair to escape. This reason in my ears, although the heart is very bad, but still can understand, appreciate, so I also reluctantly accepted. Besides, I myself is also because the marriage is too unsatisfactory, only to the outside looking for another emotional outlet, this, not also with him almost it? ……

Overcome this layer of psychological barriers, I myself think, I and Li Tong’s relationship, ultimately based on the two, there is love. Every time we meet at a rendezvous, or after the rendezvous, reluctant to part, each other will be so sincere to say “I love you!” These three words. Although in Chinese, it doesn’t seem to be very smooth and easy to say, and I have to change it to English to express my feelings more easily; but no matter what, hearing or saying these three words touched me a lot.

Then, because of love, my “sexual relationship” with Li Tong was so much fun. He often mentioned that every time he slept with me, I was so passionate that he felt I was both sexy and charming, so he couldn’t help but be particularly aroused, and he was particularly oblivious to having sex with me.

Honestly, this is one of the things I particularly like about Li Tong. Who in the world doesn’t love to be considered sexy and seductive by men? And how many of them would not be so happy to be praised? Comparatively speaking, after twenty years of marriage, my husband has never complimented me on my body! Is he stingy? Or am I really that bad looking, that worthless?

I just said I wouldn’t mention my husband, and now I’m immediately guilty of it, so I’d better shut up about him and come back to Li Tong!

When it comes to Li Tong’s arousal, I can’t help but mention his “penis” or “cock” and how I feel about it. Anyway, this is my own confession, so I’ll just say it plainly!

Whenever Li Tong gets excited, his rod will be straight and straight, and it looks so majestic that I can’t help but stare at it, touch it and kiss it with love. The …… size of it is almost twice as big as my husband’s, thick and long, very shocking; the diameter of the glans is even bigger when it is swollen, bare and bulbous, like a big mushroom. I have only seen my husband’s little thing all my life, and never want to look at it, compared to Li Tong’s male symbol that makes me so happy, it is particularly interested in, but also extraordinarily loved!

Then he, whenever he saw my greedy look, would smile and ask me if I liked his big cock? He would ask me if I loved to fuck a man.

As for me, I don’t know why, but even though I was already so loose and horny on the bed, I couldn’t say that kind of obscene dirty words; even though my heart had long been shamelessly calling out like that, my mouth was still locked like I couldn’t shout out.

So, every time I was asked by Li Tong, I only bit my lip, smiled at him and nodded my head, indicating an answer. Then, as if very ashamed to stick towards him, to his arms, and even very helpless, attached his cheeks to his big, hard rod, grinding together, do not let him see my inner conflict ……

Luckily at this point, Li Tong usually didn’t force me to necessarily speak up. Instead, he would seem particularly eager, immediately taking me into his arms and kissing me frantically, passionately, until I almost suffocated and voluntarily spread my legs to welcome him in.

Like that time, the first time he told me I was “sex-starved”. As soon as his big, hard, hot rod pushed into me, I couldn’t help the excitement in my heart and the feeling that my body was finally filled up again, so I cried out, and he also poked me with excitement, and at the same time, he said, as if he was praising me or commenting on me, that I was really a sexually starved woman!

At that moment, I was surprised, but I couldn’t care less, and I raised my ass to meet him like a madman, shaking my head and nodding my head on one side, and calling out from my mouth:

“Ah~! Yes, yes! …… I’ve been horny as hell for a long time!”

And Li Tong also immediately yelled out loudly, saying that he just loves me to be so flirtatious that he can’t help it, and is about to squirt out. Then… Once I heard him shouting like that, my whole body immediately became more excited, and my heart also became more anxious, so I hurriedly climbed my arms on his shoulders and back, and lifted up my legs to tightly wrap around his waist and hips, while violently twisting and flinging my buttocks, and shouting loudly:

“Spray it! Baby, just squirt it out to me! …… shoot it all inside me good, good inside me!”

“Ah! …… ah! …… ah~~! ……”

By this time, I was no longer surprised that Li Tong ejaculated so quickly, because every time I went to bed with him, he usually squirted very quickly during the first round; he had to wait until we had sex again to be able to last longer. According to him, the reason was that he had been looking forward to meeting me for a long time, and because I was so sexy that he couldn’t resist, he couldn’t hold on to me once we met.

This really speaks to my heart! Although I was a bit disappointed with Li Tong’s “premature ejaculation”, the long awaited feeling he mentioned was exactly the same feeling in my heart; moreover, he couldn’t help but ejaculate very quickly because he couldn’t resist my sexiness, which I was actually quite proud of in my heart!

In any case, at that time, I only just body arousal, urgently need to continue to thrust the rod, but Li Tong’s things have been soft, but also can only withstand the soaring desire, rushed to be more meek, more considerate in his arms, to his half-annoyed, half petulant that as long as his rod hard again, I do what I am willing to do.

So…Li-Tong he’ll just kiss me lazily this time and grin at me:

“Then…you’ll show me your mouth work one more time!”

Before I met Li Tong, I had only read about oral sex in books and magazines. I was curious, but because I had never done it before, I felt that it was very strange to touch a man’s sex organ with my mouth. Fortunately, Li Tong was patient and slowly coaxed me, teaching me how to please men in this way. And I on the one hand in order to please him, on the other hand, also in order to hurry to make his rod hard again, it is very attentive to learn. A few times down, the effect is good, but also won his praise, said I was born with the mouth to make men comfortable mile!

Strangely enough, since I had sucked on Li Tong’s rod, from a flaccid state, to a big, hard, straight and erect cock, I really felt that sucking a man’s cock was a magical and fulfilling experience. Plus, every time I sucked him hard and felt his big thing swell and fill up in my mouth, I would get even more excited, like eating a popsicle or a big lollipop, desperately sucking on it, and even nibbling on it, until my chin and cheeks were sore and numb, but I couldn’t stop!

Li Tong’s erect penis was usually bigger and harder than the original one, which made me even more admired and mesmerized. According to him, it was also because when I sucked his cock, I was particularly flirtatious and slutty. It made him want to enjoy his soul-crushing pleasure on me even more. And I, once I saw his more huge guy, also more and more anxious, hate to immediately be it into the body, in Li Tong second round of more durable lovemaking, run to the world of bliss!

Ah! …… Making love with my beloved lover is really a delicacy on earth, the sweetest and most intoxicating thing in the world. Not only did it make me forget everything, but I even lost myself, as if I were swimming in the sky, in the clouds, light and airy. And as in the waves with the waves floating and sinking, swaying, oscillating …… and finally, if Li Tong his particularly brave sprint, if the time is calculated correctly, we can at the same time, or successively arrived at the climax, and all together in the desire to die in the extreme pleasure of the sinking.

Of course, an almost perfect lovemaking experience like this is not always possible. Generally speaking, as long as one of the two of us, Li Tong and I, felt a great deal of pain, the other would be psychologically satisfied. However, it is usually Li Tong, when he made love for the second time, because he is more durable, and I began to worry in my heart that the time of the rendezvous is almost not enough, and want to hurry to the climax, but how can not get to the point, so that the patience, frustration; had to give up their own enjoyment, and concentrate on attracting him to ejaculate, show the best of the slutty things; until Li Tong was satisfied with the excitement of the loud screaming:

“Good woman, I love you so much! You’re such a good, slutty, wannabe woman for me! ……”

It was only at the same time that a stream of hot semen was spilled and poured into the depths of my body and nourished my parched heart.

However, I could not get enough of Li Tong’s unsatisfactory, but unacceptable, rendezvous with her. Finally, I made up my mind and took the risk of inviting Li Tong to my home for a weekend of undisturbed enjoyment.

Li Tong’s immediate reaction was to hesitate about how he should tell his wife and what excuse he should use to spend the night out. When I heard this, I got angry and thought he was so incompetent that he couldn’t even make up an excuse. But in the end, I helped him make up the story that the company was sending him to L.A. for a three-day, two-night meeting, and I suggested that he use the company’s paper to print out the paperwork for the dispatch and the “record” of the hotel reservation in L.A., just in case.

Li Tong expressed great surprise at my calm thinking and thoughtfulness. In fact, like this in their own homes, to attract guests into the room type of rendezvous, is that I have been planning for a long time; only to choose the best time, in the two children are attending summer camp, I also let the parents of the weekend vacation, the plan will be put into practice!

Every day for a week after my date with Li Tong, I thought about how I would spend this rare weekend with him. I made a reservation to meet him for dinner at a French restaurant in the harbor at dusk on Friday; I thought about the path to the beach to enjoy the sunset and watch the moonrise after dinner; I imagined myself in the car with him, making love to each other. ……

I want to tell him that we have three full days and two full nights together, so there is no need to rush anything, we can take our time and spend the time talking freely; snuggling up in a romantic atmosphere like any other couple. I want to hear him whisper in my ear over and over again that he loves me so much; and I, on the other hand, ask him over and over again why? I want him to tell me all the reasons, one by one, before I can believe him.

When Li Tong finally couldn’t hold back and tried to kiss me, I would dodge away, causing him to want to kiss me even more; I would pull away from his attempts to touch me and ask him why he was touching my body? Why is he always so eager to make love to me? ……

I imagined his replies, the compliments that made me flutter; the descriptions that made me blush to hear, but rejoice in my heart. I imagined the more explicit and obscene his words became, making me hot and moist underneath. ……

Just like the night we first made physical contact in the car, my heart would ping and pound, my throat would go dry, and finally, unable to resist the urgency within me, the two of us embraced and kissed passionately together, over and over again; desire burned violently like dry wood meets fire ……

It wasn’t until both of us couldn’t take it anymore that we left the beach, which had turned a deep blue color, and sped back to my house.

However, my heart pinged again when I entered the large, unoccupied mansion with Li Tong, nestled on a hillock surrounded by jungle but overlooking the harbor lights.

Just because I have always considered myself a “good wife and mother”, the image of a noble family’s young grandmother, and the honor and reputation of my husband’s family, are about to be put behind me, and when I made this kind of attraction, adultery, and the behavior of the red apricot wall, all of them were trampled on and swept out of the door by me!

This is ridiculous! It’s not like Li Tong and I just had sex now. I’ve had sex with him in the car and in the hotel room several times. But I had never felt so guilty about having sex with another man in my own and my husband’s bed as I did now.

And what is even more incredible, is that in my heart, I feel a strong sense of crime, immorality, and a socially unacceptable bad thing and uneasiness, but from my body, there is no reason to produce a more arousal of sexual desire; a kind of urgent need to be occupied by a man, his huge rod in the torso of the pounding, churning, thrusting; until I was so delirious, delirious, I forget everything, lost, sinking in the endless pursuit of carnal desires! ……

“OMG! I …… need it so, so much! …… Baby, please don’t wait or tease me anymore! …… Give it to me, give it to me now! …… Let me be relieved! ……”

I kept rubbing my red, swollen flesh flaps like crazy, while feeling as if it was Li Tong’s hard, straight rod, jabbing strongly into my wet, dripping flesh hole.

I finally cried out as the orgasm surged through me:

“Baby, ah~! …… Baby! …… I’m…coming! …… I’m coming ah! Oooh~! Baby, I…I love you! I love you so much oooh~! ……”

When I opened my eyes again in a state of total exhaustion and saw that I was naked on the toilet seat, I realized that I had just masturbated again; and the anticipation of spending the weekend with him became even more intense!

With pen:

Readers, Green’s series has finally returned to Won Won for another appearance.

However, because Yang Xiaoqing she did not want me to take over the role of her “story”, to speak in their own mouths, saying that this can truly express the meaning of her heart; therefore, I argued with her, so I had to rest my hand and stand aside to let her speak freely.

It’s just that, readers, do you like her confessions that seem like psychological profiling? Or am I adding to her story?

If you all respond, I’ll talk to her again to see how to write it better.

I understand that she does not have to take too much into account when she writes her “confessions”, she can talk about whatever comes to her mind, and if she doesn’t want to talk about it, she can stop at one paragraph, and she doesn’t have the pressure of telling a story or writing an article.

I write about her in the third person, although the expression is about her, but also for my own practice of writing “articles”, in addition to wanting to write a good article, but also at the same time will think about whether the reader can read and appreciate. So, it’s hard work.

If you all think it is better to let Yang Xiaoqing do it herself, I will certainly comply with you all, and Xiaoqing’s wishes, and from now on, she will be the one to hand over her own affairs.

Thank you.

The man your heart desires.

I was in my early thirties when I had sex with my first affair boyfriend, Li Tong. I originally thought that, with a lover, I would no longer need to masturbate as my emotional and physical anguish was relieved. But unexpectedly, I found that after having sex with my boyfriend, my sexual desire became stronger and stronger, and more and more insatiable; as a result, the number of times I masturbated not only didn’t decrease, but it increased a lot.

I tried to explain to myself that because my boyfriend is a married man, he can’t go out with me every day, so I don’t see him often enough, and I wait too long between meetings; so I am always in a mental state of over-expectation and disappointment of wanting it, but not getting it.

In addition, because I was psychologically dependent on Li Tong, I had to talk to him at least once a day in order to feel at ease. So we made a deal: every morning when he left home for work, he would call me; I would hear him say “I love you” before I got up. That way, my day would go smoother. However, sometimes he was too late and didn’t call on the way, so I would be afraid that he would have an accident on his way to work, and I would wait in fear until he arrived at the office, and then he would call me from a pay phone in the lobby, making me complain that he had missed his appointment and made me worry.

When Li Tong heard me complaining, he was so tolerant and patient, apologizing and apologizing, and after I was moved to tell him to go to work, he even said, “I still love you!” before hanging up. And I, too, more convinced of the fact that we love each other!

I explained to myself that it was because we loved each other that my desire for him grew deeper and stronger. This was reflected in my body, that is, my need for sex and sensual stimulation, which often came out of my body and made me feel uneasy. In particular, at that time I did not go out to work, every day at home, bored, watching those daytime soap operas on TV, and reruns of old movies; often in those romantic, extramarital affairs, or male-female love storyline of the impetus, the inexplicable arising of the libido, but also become like a snowball rolling down, wildfire blaze like a prairie fire, can not be resisted to burn up … … …

So, even though I already had a boyfriend, he wasn’t around when I needed him; causing me to masturbate more and more often.

In “Xiao Qing’s Story Episode 25”, Zhu Guan scape described my masturbation at that time in such detail that even I blushed when I read it. However, the description in those paragraphs was mainly about me masturbating with “tools”, without mentioning that I had already been habitually masturbating with my hands before that; moreover, I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but it completely ignored the situation in my mind and thoughts at that time.

Therefore, not only do I not want to repeat what Zhu Guanmei wrote about how I masturbated with my “tools”, I also feel that it is necessary for me to explain clearly here what I felt in my heart and body during that period of time, when I used my own hands, which is called “masturbation” in a more elegant way. I also feel that I need to explain my masturbation behavior with my own hands, which is called “masturbation” in polite language, and the feelings in my heart and body here:

As I said earlier, my masturbation behavior intensified, psychological factors, and I have an affair with Li Tong closely related, but also really because I do not get regular comfort from him, only to produce. Of course, the cause, naturally, is the fact that in my marriage, with my husband almost no sex life to speak of! However, I have decided not to talk more about my husband, or just talk about the so-called “love”, about the lust of the matter!

I remember at that time, I was thinking about Li Tong because I wanted to think about him so much, and the thing that I thought about the most, and was the most passionate about, was having sex with him in bed. So, whenever it was time to masturbate, I would tell myself as if I were talking to him:

“Let’s make love! I… Want you again, baby! …… Let me give you the greatest pleasure!”

When I finished, I would rush into the bathroom, huffing and puffing as soon as I pulled down my panties and masturbated with my hands!

Sometimes, after talking to Li Tong on the phone in bed, I still refused to get up and wanted to sleep again. So, I jumped out of bed, locked the bedroom door so that the housekeeper wouldn’t break in, turned on the TV, and then went back to bed, half-asleep, half-awake, stroking myself, while imagining myself and Li Tong making love in full swing.

At first, I would touch my body outside my clothes, as if Li Tong’s hands were caressing me. With my eyes closed, I could imagine him exhaling his hot breath, spraying it on my neck and ears, making my whole body itch and my heart tingle; I couldn’t help but laugh out loud, but I felt that if I put up with this sensual stimulation, my sexual desire would be more easily aroused.

So, like snuggling in his arms, I twisted and turned; in his strong arms around me, I misinterpreted his dimpled chest and stomach muscles. I could feel my nipples hardening, needing to be caressed; and my whole body, needing to be held tight.

I seemed to hear him whispering into my ear that he missed me, that he wanted to make love to me every day, and I heard a low hum of excitement and a soft growl from his throat.

It’s strange to say that. When I think of a man’s thoughts, what usually makes me react most is not whether he is handsome or not, nor is it his body or physique, nor is it even the size or shape of his sex organs. On the contrary, it is the man’s “image” outside, the kind of elusive holding quality, through the gesture, speech, voice, from his eyes, movements; and words expressed, exudes the enthusiasm, is most able to move me, so that I can not be named arousal.

As if intoxicated, I plunged into his passion. And the wild impulses that he had directed at my body, that only belonged to men, immediately infected my body strongly. My carnal desires were aroused even more, and the emptiness in my body couldn’t help but need to be filled!

I opened my mouth to his hot, hot lips and let his moist tongue into my mouth. I held my finger, imagining that it was his tongue, and sucked it hard with overflowing affection; my other hand, grasping my tiny breasts, rubbed and squeezed my grandmother as enthusiastically as his hands did, even pinched those two nipples, which were already hard and bulging and standing up, with a burst of fingernails, pinching them to the point that they were vaguely aching; it taught me to moan out loud!

In the midst of the chaos, my knees and legs, which had been clenched, rubbed against each other to the point that the middle of my legs felt moist; making it seem as if I was desperately waiting and hoping for him to ask me to open my legs and let him touch my private parts.

The instincts of a female animal caused my legs to spread, but my instincts as a woman still wanted me to shyly clamp my legs and not open them voluntarily. My body, struggling in contradiction, then kept squirming up and down and twisting from side to side on the bed; my knees wanted to part and close, and even the flesh of my thighs couldn’t help but tremble.

“Mmmmm ~ mmm! …… Ohhhhhhhh!” I couldn’t help it! Humming out despite the stick kiss in my mouth.

I know men like to hear the sounds I make. I could see his swollen prick, hard and erect; it was as if I had it in my mouth and was sucking on a man’s rod. The low growl he let out from the comfort of my mouth stimulated my libido even more, so that I finally couldn’t help but spread my legs, and immediately reached down to my crotch and touched it on the moist, petal-like lips of the tender flesh. Wet with liquid, my fingers slipped into the slit between the labia, and began to rub, rubbing up and down.

At that moment, the romantic music coming from the TV set, and the moans of men and women in love mixed in with it, formed an unclear and misty picture in my mind of flesh intertwined with flesh, and love and lust exchanged; urging me to get into it and enjoy the unspeakable joy.

It was as if I heard the man say to me, as if by command, “Open up, open up wide for me!”

Even though I didn’t know who he was, and I couldn’t seem to see his face, I intuitively felt that his sexual urges against me were uncontrollable, and that his desire to take over me had already conquered my heart! I couldn’t disobey him, nor could I resist him, I only obeyed and did as I was told, splitting my legs wide open.

As the symbol of his manhood, entered me as a conqueror, I burst out with a strong sound of response in excitement, while immediately raising my ass to meet it. Yes! I had always needed, and had always known that the one person I was most susceptible to, was a big man who could dominate and command me in bed!

I don’t have to worry about anything because he is in charge and in control of everything, including making me feel completely happy and enjoying the pleasure of making love to the fullest.

“Ah~!Yes, Yes!……Ohhhhh!……Yes!……”

I shouted out countless Yeses at his command and just felt so happy giving myself over to him completely and letting him do with me whatever he liked. All I had to do was listen to him and do what he wanted, and he would love me and want me even more.

So I attempted to listen to what he said to me again, and although I could hear nothing in the rush of my body and the rush of my heart, yet again, it was as if I knew in my heart what he meant, and knew what he wanted, and knew more than anything else that he loved me so well and so much.

This almost dream-like feeling made my body boil very quickly. Like a madman, I responded to his “love” for me; letting him run wild and unleash it all over my body. I didn’t even have to hold back, I didn’t even have to push, I quickly fell into a flood of orgasm.

“MMMMmmmmmmmm……!Yes, ……Yes! ……”

After the orgasm of masturbation, I slowly opened my eyes, as if waking up when the mood, it is really very difficult to describe, can not be described. The only thing I know, is that my heart really look forward to, “the ideal man”, the original is not Li Tong, but a …… man who can not be found in the real world.

But I still believe that Li Tong and I are a loving couple.

Looking forward to the hard times at the rendezvous

Because of my dates with Li Tong, I never met him often enough, and I was always in such a hurry that I couldn’t really feel satisfied every time. So finally I couldn’t help myself and took the opportunity of my husband still being in Taiwan and my kids being in summer camp to plan and invite him to my house for a three-day, two-night weekend. Of course, I also arranged for the housekeeper to have a long vacation; so that if I had a large unoccupied home, only Li Tong and I could enjoy each other completely undisturbed.

However, the weekend date with Li Tong hadn’t even arrived yet, and I was so excited I couldn’t wait. Every day on the phone, I ask him to report to his wife and hand over yet? Ask him what places he wants to go? Or what he wanted to do? Of course, I also told him about the “programs” I had planned and asked for his opinion. But he responded:

“You have full authority to arrange it, whatever you want! ……”

I feel a little disappointed that spending the weekend together is clearly for both of us; why am I the only one responsible for organizing it and he has no input at all? ……

“…… Don’t you care about me that much?” I asked Li Tong.

“Of course I care! It’s just that ……” he stammered, making me impatient.

“Just what? …… Why are you stammering like that? …… There are only two of us, we can do whatever we like, and we are afraid that other people will know?” I provoke him.

“Of course I’m not afraid! I am because …… only want to make love to you, nothing else comes to mind!”

Li Tong’s remark amused me in return. In fact, every time we met at noon in that kind of quick meeting time, mostly he was in a hurry to go to bed with me. I, on the other hand, prefer after his work, he told his wife will be late home, and then only with him to the hotel, open the room rendezvous, can have a slightly longer time together; of course, we will inevitably have sex, but after sex, but also left a little time to coexist, each other to say a few words.

But no matter where the date was, every time we had to part ways, it was always the same feeling of rush and reluctance; the sadness and disappointment of feeling my beloved leaving me. That’s the main reason why I dug in my heels and arranged to spend the weekend with Li Tong!

“Silly baby! …… It is not possible to make love from morning to night, there are always other things to do ah! …… We’re going to have French dinner on Friday, like a couple, and after that we’re going to go to the beach to watch the sunset, the stars, the moon, and that’s romantic! …… Then… Then, we can have sex at home, and we can do whatever we want, so it’s very comfortable! …… After a while, the two people nestled together, chatting a day, leisurely and lazy …… with the real couple like. Because in my heart, you are my real husband well! …… I’ll do for you what you love to eat, mix your favorite drink ……”

“Ah~? ……” Li Tong responded as if surprised.

But I didn’t guess what was on his mind, and continued to say with great interest, “How nice that would be! ……

“We can still be smooching and cozying up anywhere in the house …… on the living room couch, on the carpet, in the bathroom, even on the kitchen table ……”

As I said that, my heart, and body heated up as I thought about that scenario in my head.

“Baby, do you …… you like that? …… If I like it, I can still be like a courtesan serving the emperor, and make that kind of …… you love to see me like that …… in front of you.”

I thought of Li Tong’s hard, big meat stick and imagined the look on his face as he stared at me. But I didn’t hear what he said, like it was about my big house.

“…… Baby, what did you just say? ……” I asked.

“I mean …… we don’t have to do all that in …… in your big house yah! We could also go somewhere together and rent one of those apartment-style hotels for three days and two nights and do the same thing.”

“Huh~? …… Why, baby? ……” I was surprised and speechless for a moment.

“Because, because in your house, I… I would …… can’t help but think of Boss Zhang …… and, it would feel like he’s always there …… looking at me . Criminally like, stealing his lady ……”

Oh, my God! My lover, Li Tung. It turns out that the idea is so old-fashioned! …… His nature, in fact, is too honest! …… He works in my husband’s company, the top boss is a foreign manager, and he, even Zhang, my husband has not seen a few times, so afraid of him; afraid of even as the boss’s wife I, to him to attract guests into the room, do not dare to accept.

But because of this, I find him adorably silly and often want to tease him so that he thinks I’m not a serious person.

“Oops, baby! I’m …… sorry! I was so focused on spending more time with you that I didn’t envision this for you, and I …… am really sorry about that! I’m so sorry. …… Baby, so… The next time we meet, I’ll arrange to spend the night somewhere else, but this time, you’ll have to be kind to me, to my house, okay? ……”

“Alright! Since you’ve already gone to all that trouble, I’ll ……” Li Tong agreed.

Ah! That’s proof that a man loves me, isn’t it? Feeling so thoughtful, I couldn’t hide my smile and gave him a hot kiss on the phone. Giving him a dainty hmmm said:

“Baby, you love me so much! …… I swear I’ll do my best to make you happy too and give you a weekend to remember! ……”

Hanging up the phone, I was still smiling to myself, thinking of Li Tong after arriving at his chairman’s home, so constrained that he was in a state of panic; completely lost his original car at the beach, to me warm, romantic and bold behavior. I was so anxious that I had to coax him:

“Baby! Finally arrived home, from now on, I am your wife, serve you wholeheartedly, as long as you are satisfied with me …… whatever you command, I will obey …… including being a …… woman who specializes in pleasing men, I am all kenye! …… “Saying that, I pressed my body tightly against him.

“Uh…that~…that ……” Li Tong wraps his arms around my waist so reluctantly. I then snuggle into his arms even more.

“Don’t worry about it! Baby, just go ahead and be my husband!”

“But, chairman, ma’am, you …… are all people with status in society, and I’m just a company employee, how dare I be …… your husband?!” Li Tong was sweating as he stammered in response.

“Don’t call it that! I love you so much, that’s why I’m willing to take the risk to get you into my house. It’s because I like you so much that I’m willing to take the risk of inviting a guest into my home!” I deliberately whispered, also tiptoe, gently kissed his neck.

He was amused, “Ah~! You… How dare you lead the wolf into the house!” His hand also squeezed my waist.

I cheered up and twisted my waist as if I wanted to welcome him back, causing Li Tong’s hand to caress my buttocks, pinching a piece of my ass cheeks and rubbing them. It was then that I went along with his words again and continued to tease him:

“That’s right! Just because the chairman’s wife is …… too sexually hungry, so …… only by all means, lure the big sex wolf to the home! …… Baby, are you willing …… to serve for your sister, to solve my long-term suffer …… from the pain of an empty boudoir! ……”

“Sister? Mrs. Chairman of the Board of Directors, you ……” Li Tong could not believe like, surprised wrongly called out.

But somehow, he held my ass in both hands and rubbed it hard. Make me more impatient snuggled into his arms, group twisted buttocks; one side also took the initiative to put his hand to the bulging part of Li Tong’s pants, grabbed his hardened stick, rubbing up; one side even more dainty murmur:

“Good brother! …… chairman. Can’t satisfy me, sister can’t stand the sexual hunger, wanting a man are crazy! …… Now that he is in Taiwan, my sister can’t miss this opportunity anymore! ……”

“OMG! What is this? …… I am already in love, and only long for a little more love from my lover, and yet I have learned, and have said, such disgraceful and shameful things! …… Could it be, could it be that I have really lost my head and gone mad? ……”

However, I understand that since Li Tong and I slept together, he has never once called me by my name or thought of me in an evil way. Every time I called him “baby, baby” and asked him to call me by my name or any other name; but he shook his head, saying he could not do so.

When pressed, he admitted that he was afraid that if he called me too intimately, he would habitually cry out in his dreams and give away my name, or identity. His explanation, let me understand that he loves me, already love to often dream of me to the extent that I can not bear to force him; only satisfied when he put the hot semen sprayed out, shot into my body moment, and I am also excited to the extreme, hear him roar, shouted out: “good woman! …… You’re mine… Good woman!”

Isn’t it? …… My lover, Li Tong, in his madness, called out the words, is the real feeling in his heart! As for me, even though I am a “madam” in status, I am still called “woman” by him, and “his, good woman”. Isn’t that what I want?

But who is a woman in love who is not greedy? And how many have not already got, but still want to get more love, but also want to listen to more lingering, beautiful words? …… And ordinary as I am, how can I be an exception?

When I think about it, it’s really heartbreaking. Aren’t words like “darling, sweetheart, honey, Darling, Babe”, which are commonly used by foreigners to address each other, and even “heart, baby”, which is used by old Chinese people to call their beloveds, all very common? But in half my life, I’ve hardly ever been called that.

My husband and I, in front of other people, in order to show the image of a happy marriage, we would pretend to call each other by our first names in English. But at home, when we call each other by name, we change to Chinese, and we call each other by our first and last names, without any sense of intimacy. The few times a year that we make out in bed, it’s just “Oi!” or “Hey!” to call each other. This kind of couple, this kind of even passers-by are not comparable to the relationship, and how can create a romantic atmosphere, cultivate what after the wedding love it?

In contrast, all you have to do is hear other couples say, “Hubby! Wife!” I can imagine them in bed, one calling “my heart” and the other “baby”. and the other shouting “Baby!” When they are in bed, one of them calls out “heart!” and the other calls out “baby!”, the sweetness of their love and affection is so enviable!

At this moment, when I because Li Tong said that I “lured the wolf into the house”, I had the bright idea to take the identity of the chairman’s wife who is a few years older than him, calling herself a sister, begging for his services, what I really want in my heart is to be in the relationship of male and female love, and he acted more intimate, more inseparable ah!

However, this new way of calling my sister, or his brother, gave me an indescribable impulse, and a marvelous excitement in my body. It was as if I had become a slutty woman, seducing young men into bed by way of sexual enticement.

When I rubbed his hard rod with my hand through Li Tong’s pants and felt it gradually swell, I also felt myself start to get wet between my legs. I kept rubbing my clenched knees interactively, biting my lips, glancing up at Li Tong while humming out a continuous voice of unbearable desire.

“Hmmmm~! …… hmmm! ……”

Li Tong’s two hands rubbing on my buttocks became more and more forceful, pinching the buttock flap vaguely painful. I couldn’t bite my lip and opened my mouth, gasping in a delicate voice:

“Heh~ Ahh! …… baby! ……”

I took the initiative and kissed Li Tong’s neck, sticking my tongue out and running it over his hot skin, licking at his salty sweat. When he lowered his head and stared at me incredulously, I finally cried out:

“Ah~! …… Sister can’t take it anymore, good brother! …… Take me… Go to bed! ……”

In my own home, in the bed where only my husband and I had slept, with my lover, my ex-boyfriend, I was like a completely different person when we made mad love, and I was so unrestrained that I had gone to the extreme; and Li Tong was running and galloping on top of me like a wild animal; the two of them were intertwined in a fierce battle, which made the whole big bed creak and squeak.

I’ve never made love with such passion in my life, and I’ve never been so slutty underneath a man, let alone stealing a man in my own bed with my husband and screaming like a whore.

“Awww, jeez! Good brother, you’re screwing my sister! …… Sister is also by you… Played comfortably to death! Ah! Harder, harder thrust …… Poke me harder! …… ah ~! ……Ah~! ……”

Now, Li Tong is no longer timid at all, he is majestic, like a big man will be inserted into my almost delirious, a moment and charming and charming to him, a moment and like the big phallus ravaged, ravaged to death, non-stop whimpering, moaning ……

Under his continuous and furious thrusts, I finally exploded into an unprecedented orgasm.

“Ahh! ~~ oooh! …… days… Oh my! …… I… Came out! I’m out …… Ahhh!”

Turns out, I masturbated again.

Unbelievable accident.

It’s Thursday, the day I’ve been so eagerly awaiting, and it’s tomorrow.

In the morning, after talking to Li Tong on the phone, before getting up, I received a transatlantic phone call from my husband. He said there was another kidnapping for ransom case in Taiwan, where criminals took the granddaughter of Mr. Liu, the director of Taishin, and threatened to ask for 100 million yuan in ransom, or else they would rape and kill the innocent high school girl. The next day, Mr. Liu, the director of Taishin, immediately paid the money in full to redeem his granddaughter, who was fortunate not to have been tainted, so as to preserve her integrity.

Before my husband finished speaking, my mother-in-law grabbed the phone and told me to be careful inside and outside, and also told me to inform my daughter who was studying in New York to be on the lookout for bad people, so that the Zhang family would not lose money and reputation….

On the surface, my husband and mother-in-law seem to care about our family, but what they really care about is money. In fact, in their minds, women are the property of the Zhang family, and must not be taken away or harmed, causing losses to the Zhang family. Needless to say, as a woman’s chastity and innocence are also closely related to the Zhang family’s honor and reputation, and can never be tainted or taken away by anyone.

When I hung up the phone, I was in a very bad mood. My first thought was to get out of this “family”; to go far away without a trace. Let them think that I had been kidnapped and that I was nervous. Then, I would re-establish myself in another place where I would be completely unknown and unrecognized, and live a life that was entirely my own. When I’m independent and in control, I’ll find someone I love or meet an attractive man who adores me; make friends, fall in love, or even get married again! Marriage!

But can I do this? Can I do this kind of betrayal of my family? In fact, I know in my heart: I can’t do it. Not to mention what my husband would think, just thinking about my two children and the reaction of my mother’s family, I would immediately dismiss the idea.

Especially, now my parents’ life is mainly rely on the filial piety money given by the Zhang family; my two younger brothers, also just joined my husband’s company to work, which is equivalent to my whole family’s survival, all rely on the Zhang family that I married into. If I walk away, then I betrayed, not only my husband, but my own family ah! When I thought of this, I couldn’t help but shiver, and my heart, which had been so hot, immediately cooled down.

Oh, my God.

“Ugh, let’s not get our hopes up! Every time I think about this kind of thing, it makes me feel worse. Why don’t we just get up and do something serious? Besides, I have to get ready for tomorrow’s rendezvous!

“The… Before meeting with Li Tong, I had to do my hair and face; before that, I had to prepare the necessities for that night, and change the sheets and pillowcases in the bedroom; so today, I had to buy all the clothes and decorations I would wear tomorrow night. It seems like a nice evening out, not too cold and not too hot, would be best to visit a shopping center and have a relaxing dinner there… Uh-huh.”

Having so decided, I climbed out of bed. After finishing the brunch that the housekeeper had set on the dining table and seeing her waiting there, I let her off early. She dialed the phone and asked her niece to pick her up. Then sat down and asked me:

“Won’t it be so boring for the missus to be home alone for a few days?”

“No, I won’t! Mrs. Chen, take a rest, don’t worry about me. If it weren’t for the kids’ summer camp, I wouldn’t have let you go! Go on! You must have been looking forward to this vacation for a long time.”

Chen Ma spread a smile and responded very happily:

“Well! We haven’t been able to arrange more than two days together since we left the country. It’s time for the two of us to spend some time together! Thank you, ma’am.”

After saying that, Chen Ma wiggled her butt and went back to her room. I then remembered that she and her husband had been separated for many years, and finally applied for him to come out of the country after a lot of hard work. But because of their work, although they were both in the U.S., they were still separated by hundreds of miles, so it was not easy for them to meet each other. I let her have a day off every two weeks, and the two couples traveled a long way to get together once; it was not easy for them to part ways after meeting each other.

But from the fact that every time she meets her lover, Chen’s mom dresses up before she goes, comes back in a great mood, and works harder, I can guess: the sex between her husband and wife must be very satisfying!

When I think about it, I envy Chen’s mom! I even imagined her in bed with her lover. I even imagined her in bed with her lover in an unknown place, in the middle of the night. Imagine her old age, but with her husband’s skillful bedside manner, she’d be able to show it off.

Thinking about it, I simply couldn’t stand it any longer! I rushed to the bathroom and took a cold shower to cool down my inexplicable sexual desire.

In the afternoon, after the housekeeper left, I touched around the house; I took care of the indoor flowers, plants and pots, lined up the famous wines on the wine cabinet, and moved the displays and ornaments on the shelves. When I saw the photo of myself and my husband, I immediately thought of the reason why Li Tong was reluctant to come to the house for a rendezvous, so I put the photo away and put it in a drawer. At the same time, I contemplated how to cover up the large commemorative photo of Chairman Zhang and his wife, who had been married for ten years, that was hanging in the bedroom. In order to avoid Li Tong in bed at that time, see the chairman of the board staring at him, psychological obstacles and can not erect, that would be a spoiler!

“Li Tong, Li Tong! For you, I’ve given up my husband’s face!”

Finally, I went to the large sofa and bent down to straighten the large cushions. The magazines on the coffee table were neatly arranged; I also picked a picture book of nude art photography from the bookshelf and put it on the top. As a prop for myself and him to spend time in the living room, to cheer up.

At dusk, around six or nearly seven, I dressed cheerfully, put on simple pearl earrings and a necklace; also pinned a silver pin with a pearl embedded in it on the collar of my black linen shirt, carried my purse, and was ready to go to the shopping center, which was not far away.

Before leaving the house, somehow it suddenly occurred to me to close all the doors and windows so that the bad guys wouldn’t break into the house.

Just at the moment I pulled the floor-to-ceiling glass door to the living room open, peered out into the back garden, and was ready to close it and snap the lock into place. A gray and black figure scurried into my eyes!

“Ah!…” I was so shocked that before I could let out a yelp, I was yanked by the figure.

“Uh-” And the sound I’d only just screamed out was muffled and disappeared by the palm of his hand quickly over my mouth.

I was so frightened that my whole body shuddered, my legs were weak, and I collapsed in a state of weakness; and at the same time I found that my arms had been taken by a strong and powerful man, and lifted upward by his force from my shoulders, while my feet were dangling off the ground at the roots!

“Oh my god! No~!…”

I cried out in my head. But my throat froze as if I couldn’t make a sound. Even my heart almost jumped out of my mouth! The fear and trepidation, like being drunk in an instant, was as hard as it had ever been experienced. And in those short, brief seconds at the same time, I was pushed through the glass doorway, back into the living room of the house by this burly man.

“No! No!” was all I finally managed to get out, but it was just a “No!”.

The difference in light between the inside and outside of the room immediately made me feel dizzy and I couldn’t see anything. All I knew was that the man who was holding me in a vice grip was so strong that it scared me. When I couldn’t struggle in time, I couldn’t even stand on my feet, but he pushed me hard and I fell into the sofa. I was propped up on the sofa with one hand and rubbed my chest with the other, trying to stand but unable to do so. I looked up and saw him standing there with his back to the light, still not moving.

It wasn’t until an unknown amount of time had passed again, when my shock had settled and my panting had calmed down a bit, that I mustered up the courage to ask, as if sternly, yet not quite so loudly:

“Who are you! Are you a thief or a robber? How did you break into the house?”

The standing figure didn’t move or answer; I panicked again.

“Who the hell are you? Why don’t you say something? I’m gonna call the police! I’m calling the police!”

I actually threatened him. But he still didn’t respond and remained standing still. From the silhouette of the figure, I could see his long-haired head facing me, and I was sure he was staring at me as well. Although I said I wanted to call the police, I didn’t dare to move towards the phone next to the sofa. Because I was afraid that if he moved, he would jump on me.

At this time, my heart is still pounding, but my mind is no longer screaming, instead, a series of disordered thoughts: this tall figure, broke into the house, either a thief, or robbers; if not give him what he wants, will be angry and harm me! No, this man is an outlaw who has come to kidnap me and take me away as a hostage for ransom! Or he’s a– He’s a rapist who’s trying to rape me. A rapist!

“Oh my God, this… How could this happen to me? How could this happen to me?”

Even I don’t know why, but I was shrilly barking orders when I should have been more afraid:

“No! You… You get out! Get out or I’ll…”

Probably not expecting me to suddenly shout at him to get out, his body perked up a bit and he poked his head sideways toward the glass door. For a moment, I caught a glimpse of the oriental features on his face. I was shocked, but at the same time I thought: maybe he doesn’t understand English and has no idea what I’m talking about.

So I asked him in Chinese, “Do you… Do you understand? Do you speak Chinese?”

He nodded in response. But I did not breathe a sigh of relief, but became more nervous; for in the United States, the cold-blooded thugs who commit the most vicious crimes, the most vicious and brutal atrocities, and who kill without blinking an eye, are precisely those Chinese who come from nowhere!

“My God! Whether he’s from Taiwan or China, it goes without saying that he must be an enemy of my husband and the Chang family; most likely he has a business conflict of interest with them! A conflict of interest!”

A series of horrible associations rushed into my mind, causing me to shiver uncontrollably. In particular, from the outline of his figure, I saw that he was wearing a shiny, sharp knife about six or seven inches long around his waist in a gray and black tight-fitting shirt and pants; I was so frightened that I was almost paralyzed in the sofa, unable to move!

“No!.. Don’t hurt me! Please don’t ever… Hurt me!” I begged in a thin voice.

Still, he didn’t answer, standing there in silence. It was not until an unknown amount of time had passed that he turned back and fastened the glass door, closing the floor-to-ceiling curtains almost completely, making the living room even dimmer and more sinister. Then, with his hand on the dagger at his waist, he took two steps out and approached me．

I raised my head and stared with wide eyes, trying to see, but unable to see his face and expression clearly. I only felt that this uninvited guest, who had come into my home, had already walked in front of me, paralyzing my whole body with fear, and like a lamb to be slaughtered, my limbs tightened up in the sofa, and at the same time, my eyes were closed.

“It’s over! It’s over, it’s all over!” I hissed to myself in fear.

But there was, as it were, a constant wait, and I did not die. Only a low voice was heard:

“Mrs. Chang, stand up!…”

Before I opened my eyes, my arm was grabbed by a strong hand, pulling me to my feet as if I were being lifted. I opened my eyes in fear, and under the light that had been turned on at some point next to the sofa, I saw the face of this “thug”: a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes; I also smelled the odor of the bushes and blades of grass that emanated from his body and from the hot breath he exhaled.

“You… What do you want? You…” I asked, warily in the palm of his hand.

“Don’t ask, Mrs. Chang, just be good and listen to me and you won’t get hurt!”

My arms were squeezed painfully, and no matter how much I struggled, I couldn’t get out of his grasp. But I somehow believed what he said. After two feet steadily, feel his palms pinched a little lighter, only then I once again from the shock of just settled down, want to understand the bottom of the matter like to ask:

“You… Who the hell are you? How do you know my name is Chang? And do you realize that this is against the law in the United States?”

The orange light, illuminating his not-very-mean, and slightly smiling expression, simply said:

“Don’t ask too many questions! I’ve been watching you for a long time… Now, just come and take you away.”

“Go? Take me away? Where are you taking me? You’ve been watching me for a long time? You’ve been watching me for a long time? So… You’ve been lurking in my yard?”

As I asked again, full of fear and disbelief, I realized that he was covered in bits of grass and leaves. I could also see his toned physique, chest and arm muscles wrapped in the tight pants. And below his flat stomach, because of the pants taut more prominent…. His large bag of things, jumped into my eyes!

“Jesus! What a time, his… Body, it still holds my gaze!”

I’m sure he saw the movement of my eyes. But he didn’t speak, and no longer wore any expression; only held my arm and pushed me bodily in the direction of the bedroom off the living room, whispering in my ear on one side:

“Come on, take me to the bedroom first!…”

“Ahh! The bedroom?” I couldn’t get my head around it for a moment, and it took me a split second to figure it out.

“No!… What are you doing in the bedroom! I don’t want to go to the bedroom. Don’t go, don’t go to the bedroom!”

I struggled up in a deadly struggle, instinctively resisting only though I knew what he was trying to do and understood better that if I didn’t comply, I would be harmed myself.

“Mrs. Zhang, don’t move!… Beware of me turning against you!”

I was so frightened that my legs went weak and I grabbed his arm and fell down; looking up at him in a pleading voice as if I were relying on him:

“No, don’t hurt me. Please! Don’t make me go to the bedroom. I’ll do anything you want. You want something? You can have anything you want in my house. Money? We’ve got plenty of it. How much do you want? I’ll call my husband.”

I was so excited to say the least that I shook off his arm and crawled across the carpet toward the telephone next to the couch. But was quickly picked up by his big hands around his waist and pulled into his arms. Hearing him say fiercely:

“Who told you to make a phone call? When I tell you to go into the bedroom you go into the bedroom!”

The man’s arm around my waist, the palm over my stomach, were so hard; and I instinctively twisted hard. But the struggle was futile, and the twisting instead brought my hips into contact with the mass protruding from his lower body. Feeling its softness, hardness, and long shape, I couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly:

“No! I can’t! I can’t let him take me to bed and rape me! Raped!”

But the more I squirmed, the more sharply my body rubbed against his protrusion. The undoubtedly sensual message from his hardening, expanding strip of flesh, reaching my sensitive ass through the narrow skirt I wore, caused me to feel both horrified and dizzily confused. At the same time, his big, hot palm over my belly was also rubbing my bottom, which was getting more and more sore and numb because of my wriggling, and I couldn’t help but grunt out.

“Ohhhh! Awwwwww! No, no!…”

“Are you leaving or not, Mrs. Chang?!…”

“I… Ahh~! Okay, I’ll go.. I’ll just go!” What else could I do but obey him?

In just a few tens of seconds, half-push, half-walking, my thoughts were like a series of slides in the screening, reflecting the morning received a phone call from my husband, said that the kidnapping, blackmail case in Taiwan, a scene of horrific plot…

I could almost see the terror of that high school girl as she was threatened by three thugs who threatened to rape her and take away her virginity; imagine these thugs tearing her uniform blouse, lifting her black skirt, and pulling off her panties in a deserted house before they even got the ransom money; and one by one, taking turns to rape and defile her pure, unblemished, virginity…

And then, in my mind’s eye, I saw myself in a similar situation, forced by a strange man who had broken into my house to do what he had ordered me to do… And that too, in the presence of my husband. On the same bed where I had planned to have sex with my boyfriend, Li Tong, in order to save myself from being hurt, I had to obey his orders and do whatever he wanted me to do!

When the thought came to me, I couldn’t believe how incredibly moist I felt in my private parts!

At the same time, I realized that I was being held hostage by the “thugs” and stumbled to the bedroom door. From the half-hidden doorway, I could see that in the darkness of the bedroom, where the curtains were all closed, the bedside lamp, which had been on since morning, was casting a soft orange light on the bed.

In an instant, I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. Because that was the bed I had promised to make love to my lover, Li Tong! How could I do that with another man, a complete stranger, in the same bed? I had already betrayed my husband, but I had to betray my lover!

“No!… That’s not okay and that’s not possible!…”

I cried out loudly in my mind and pressed both hands hard against the bedroom doorframe, no matter how much the man pushed behind me, I held on for dear life, just refusing to go in.

But the more I resisted, the more I pushed back, the tighter and closer I rubbed against the outlaw’s body; and I felt in my ass-crack his stripes getting harder and harder; and the gasps he emitted on the skin at the back of my neck got sharper and hotter.

“Oh, my God! I can’t, I can’t go in there! If I’m going to be raped, I’d rather be outside the bedroom, on the floor in the hallway, getting played with by him, than in the bedroom on the bed!”

Although I told myself this absurdly, in fact, at the bottom of my heart, I vaguely realized that if I would be tainted, I would rather be forced and have no choice but to do so. Because once I get on the bed, under his powerful, tiger-like behavior, I will most likely not be able to hold back the pleasure of dying of lust, and enjoy myself and be loose. Then all my innocence, face, will not all be gone? Not to mention not having the face to see Li Tong again, even in front of their own husbands, will not also never raise their heads!

But these vague thoughts, as I struggled, panicked and desperate, in the doorway of my own bedroom, were just a ripple, like a ripple in a raging sea, passing by.

I fought hard, but in the end, I was still unable to resist the man’s strong hold; my two hands, which were tightly gripping the door frame, also slipped down exhausted; so that my whole body fell to the ground. And the “thug” who was pressing on my back immediately acted like a wolf, and embedded his hard and big stripes inside my buttock cleavage, arching up and down.

“No~! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Don’t! Please, give me a break…”

I almost cried and begged him. But my body, as if it was saying the exact opposite of what my mouth was saying, pushed my ass upward in an impatient succession. And as if begging for it, it shook from side to side, from side to side.

“Ahhhh~!… Heh-ahhhh!…”

He growled as if he couldn’t help it, and at the same time his lower body rammed and pushed harder and harder against my ass. It was a struggle, but more like a physical entanglement of lovemaking, and it made my unbearable arousal burn; propping myself up on my elbows on the ground, I shrugged my hips as if I were welcoming a man’s lovemaking maneuvers, and arched my hips in gusts toward his good, hard thing.

But when he put one hand around my chest and began to touch my breasts under my shirt, I cried out even though I couldn’t help it anymore:

“Ah, no! Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t!”

I thought I heard him ask hoarsely, as in anger, in a low, sharp growl:

“Mrs. Chang, who asked you to struggle so unnecessarily? I can’t stand it any longer. Didn’t I tell you that as long as you listen to me, I won’t hurt you?”

“I… I…”

My body was in incomparable arousal, only thinking that he was about to rape me in front of the bedroom door; I did not expect him to actually ask me questions, and confused me, so I did not know how to respond for a moment. At that moment, he suddenly climbed up behind me, and immediately followed by holding my whole body, pulling it up from the floor.

Before I could figure out what was going on, I was pushed hard into the bedroom by him.

But what’s even more incredible is that when I was caught unawares, pushed violently by this strange man, stumbled and fell into the bedroom, and was about to scream out in panic, he didn’t follow me in; on the contrary, he just stood in the doorway and told me to go in and pack my bags. I somehow even more confused, staring blankly at him.

He called out again as if reminding, “What are you gawking at? Mrs. Zhang, pack your bags!”

I then suddenly remembered what he had originally said in the living room about taking me away.

“I… I…?”

“Yeah! Come with me! Remember, Mrs. Chang? And since we’re going to be away for a while, you’ll need to bring a change of clothes, a toothbrush, a towel, and other toiletries.”

God knows, this man who broke into the house to kidnap me, a “thug” and undoubtedly a criminal, said something like he was taking care of me. I looked at him in disbelief, while my hands kept wiping uneasily on my narrow black skirt. And he nodded to me again and said:

“As for this dress you’re wearing, it’s crepey, but not too bad, so you don’t need to change it. However, remember to bring a couple pairs of long pants, and a T-shirt or pullover that’s more comfortable to wear, so you don’t catch a cold!”

At his instruction, but more like concern, I ran to the large closet connected to the bedroom, grabbed a suitcase, put it back on the bed, and started packing!

And as I panicked, holding a couple of outer pants in my hand, not knowing which to put there, the man approached and said:

“Mrs. Zhang! Don’t bother picking them out. Take them all. Oh, and bring enough underwear, too. We might not have time to wash it. They’ll get dirty.”

My mind was in turmoil again, wondering what his intentions were. Could it be that he was taking me away and still cared that I needed a change of underwear? But I didn’t dare to ask, I only blushed and took out nearly a dozen panties and five or six bras from the closet outside the bathroom and stuffed them into the box in front of him. In addition, because in a few days I will be menstruating, so I rushed into the bathroom to get a few pads….

I bit my lower lip and looked at him in extreme embarrassment to see his eyes staring straight at me, wondering what he was thinking. And I almost blurted out, explaining to him that my period would come next week, but being affected by the accident that was happening right now, there was a good chance that I wouldn’t be able to come then either. Luckily, I didn’t say it out loud, because when I looked at him, I couldn’t help but glance at the tight pants he was wearing, and saw the bulge underneath him, which was still swollen and distended!

I was so startled by it that I hurriedly withdrew my gaze and shoved the pad into the box. Groggy thoughts ran through my head:

“The… What am I doing? Packing for a long trip in front of this strange intruder! And almost telling him secrets that I would never reveal to a man! It’s not like I’ve been kidnapped! It’s more like I’m running away with him!”

Perhaps, while I was collecting my luggage, I still felt that my emotions were still affected by the aftermath of what had just happened on the floor in front of my bedroom. Perhaps, I was not aware of it, and of course it was impossible for me to admit that I had an “intimate relationship” with this strange man, but psychologically, it seemed to produce a kind of ineffable affection, and I no longer thought he was a terrorist.

This ridiculous thought confused me. On the one hand, I felt that I could not rationally gamble with my life, my family, and my family, which I did not love but could not leave, but on the other hand, I deeply felt that if I really wanted to leave this family, now was not the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, which, if I missed it, would never come again?

I also thought that I and Li Tong could have a long “rendezvous” tomorrow, and if I suddenly thought evil thoughts and disappeared without a trace today, then I would have to leave my beloved lover, and I would never be able to see him again!

But isn’t life a gamble that is hard to take back once you’ve made a move? Since I’ve decided to leave this family, I can’t just be involved in an “affair” with Li Tong and let myself regret it only afterward, can I?

The man in front of me, of course, was completely unaware of my thoughts, and the decision I had almost made. He still stood there, watching me carefully with both eyes; making me still feel a slight uneasiness. I closed my suitcase, and, raising my head to smile at him, asked him:

“So… Well, if you’re taking me… No, let’s say you kidnap me, and I’m going to be out there for a while, do I have to bring enough cash too?”

“I didn’t expect you, Mrs. Chang, to be so attentive. I didn’t realize that you, Mrs. Chang, were so meticulous. Yes, take as much as you can carry!”

At the end of the night, when the lights of the distant city were coming on, I, a woman who had finally left everything behind, and her “kidnapper”, who was “escorting” her, walked through the jungle behind the mansion in Hillcrest to a nondescript second-hand sedan parked by the side of the road. I gave a farewell glance in the direction of my house, almost invisible in the forest, and followed the man to his car.

I asked the man who had taken me from the dimly lit road to the main street:

“So… So where are we going now? And, uh, what do you say we…”

Without waiting for me to finish my question, the man took the steering wheel with one hand and gently patted the back of my hand with the other, coaxing me as if he was removing my uneasiness, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Zhang, I’ve already planned everything!”

“The… Plan!?” I asked in my mind, unable to stop my eyes from staring at him and looking at him for a while, as if waiting for him to explain further.

This man, who looked to be in his early forties, although a little unkempt with his hair disheveled, could still see from between his eyebrows an air of depth; and from his gleaming eyes, he also revealed a savage spirit, which I could not tell what it was; and this made me feel curious.

Not wanting him to think I was being too long-winded, I kept silent. On the contrary, he became more talkative, and took the initiative to explain that: we go in the southeast direction, to the highway to the south, really before sunset can arrive in the city of Kagoshima, where the seaside restaurant dinner, to see the sea, enjoy the moon; then find a hotel for the night, and the next day towards the west of the Freeport….

“Oh, my God… This is… This is pretty much exactly what I thought I’d be doing with Li-Tung tomorrow night, except for the motel night…? And it’s amazing that there’s such an understanding with a complete stranger.”

Gazing ahead, he smiled at me sideways, and when I cracked a smile in return, he asked me as if for advice, “Is it okay?” I nodded of course. Of course I nodded my head, but I was too embarrassed to tell him that I had already had the same idea.

Before he got on the highway, he pulled into a shopping center and said he needed to fill up on fuel, and that he needed to buy a decent outfit so that we could appear in front of other people in a way that would make us look good together and not look suspicious. At this point, I was almost certain that he was not my kidnapper, but the man who had come to take me away and get me out of the house!

But I wasn’t completely at ease, so I tried to pretend to be concerned:

“So… Don’t you forget to put away the dagger that’s hanging, so no one sees it!”

“Yeah, good thing you warned me!…”

But because he was driving and couldn’t free his hands, he asked me to help him unbuckle his pants belt and remove the knife. As I leaned over and unbuckled his pants with both hands, I wanted to laugh in my heart; but I pursed my lips and honestly removed the dagger with its sheath. Of course, I didn’t forget to glance at the bulge between his thighs and visualize what it might do to me tonight.

I drew the blade out of its sheath and waved it in front of my eyes. One side asked him:

“Aye! You… What’s your name?”

“What? Hey, hey! Knives are not for playing with. Put it down! Get my backpack from the back seat and put the knife in it!”

He hurriedly ordered as if to protect me. But at the same time had to circle the parking lot looking for a space.

It was only because it was dusk on a Thursday, and so many people had things to do outside, that the place was full. And I, a woman who had just made a big decision in her life, was looking for the start of a new life in the midst of all the people; and only then was I anxious to find out what my traveling companion was, what was his name?

“I’m just asking your name, why are you so nervous!?”

When I put the dagger into my backpack as instructed, I saw that there was also a flashlight, a bundle of cotton rope the thickness of my pinky finger, and a roll of plastic sheeting… I was panicked. I was panicked again; he smiled and said:

“Don’t be afraid, Mrs. Chang, those… They’re not meant for you.”

“So you… Are you a kidnapper or not? I asked you your name and you wouldn’t tell me.”

“It’s better not to know. Besides, I don’t know your name!”

“You know my last name is Zhang.. At least tell me your last name so I can call you Big Brother!”

“Your husband’s last name is Chang, not you! You have to say your name before I tell you what my last name is.”

“No! Since you say it’s better if I don’t know, I’ll just tell you my English name.”

“Wow small sincerity! Mrs. Zhang didn’t expect you… You’re a real pain in the ass!”

He commented on me when he also finally found a parking spot.

When I was in the men’s department, he asked me for my opinion when he was choosing a shirt, pants and socks, and I was very happy. When I paid at the counter, I offered to pay in cash and told him to go to the changing room to change.

He smiled at me and said, “Thanks!” As I was leaving, a thought occurred to me: like in many movies, if he was really a kidnapper, I could have gotten out of the way, left him, and called the police to arrest him; and when the murder weapon and tools in his backpack were found, even if he was smart enough, he wouldn’t have been able to get away with it! Of course, the reason I did not do this is not to determine that he is not a kidnapper, but I do not want to leave him.

Smiling, the man emerged from the locker room with a brand new look, except for his long hair and unshaven beard, making it almost unrecognizable to me! “Come on, let’s go buy another pair of leather shoes for you!” I suggested to him as I stepped forward and took him by the arm. He patted the back of my hand with full joy and told me the same:

“Whoever marries you is truly blessed to think so well of your man!”

“Ouch~, come on don’t say that! I’m embarrassed to say that. Serving you, I’m actually willing to do it!” I hooked my arm around him a little tighter as well.

Standing by, watching him try on one pair of shoes and then another, I wondered where he was coming from. He spoke excellent Chinese, almost no accent at all; and his language, some of which was mainland Chinese, had so many Taiwanese words and expressions that I found it hard to tell! The only certainty: he is not in the United States grew up, the concept, he is also too big a man some, actually think that as a wife, you have to envision for the man thoughtful, but also think that that is the so-called happiness of men!

“Alas, never mind that!… Today is my day, finally out of my misery, to start a new life, naturally, I have to think more about myself, from the people I like, to get my own pleasure. Of course, I have to give something to make him happy and satisfied with me. That’s only fair, isn’t it?”

As I thought to myself, I smiled openly at him, and when he smiled back, I stood up a bit more; like I was admiring him and letting him admire me. Even though I knew that my body was nothing to write home about, I thought I was attractive enough with my tailored black dress and matching pearl and silver jewelry, right? I also pouted my lips very slightly and curled my lips at him, sending a message that only he could receive, hoping that he would feel something.

As I paid, his hand wrapped around my waist and gave me a gentle squeeze. Knowing that he was showing his appreciation through his actions, I also said “You’re welcome!” with an even more slight wiggle of my ass.

By the time the two of us walked out of the department store hand in hand, I felt so close to him already. After filling up with gasoline and going to the car wash, we drove into the automatic wheelchair, the car slowly moved forward, and we embraced each other in our seats, watching the big wash brush, which looked like an octopus claw, rocking back and forth, surrounded and covered both of us with the white suds of the sky. Even though I didn’t kiss him, I felt very romantic now!

Because of the delay at the shopping center, when we pulled onto the highway, the blood-red sun had already set in the west, tinting the entire sky golden and brilliant; thick purple clouds, hanging high in the zenith, foreshadowed the color of this night. The road flashed with silver-white, bright red, orange blooming headlights, a string of darting, passing. It also seems to be telling the colorfulness that will come tonight, and I can’t help but be in a swinging mood, overflowing with anticipation and excitement.

As he drove, his hand on my shoulder moved to the edge of the neckline of my dress; his fingers gently traced it, his fingertips touching my neck blades from time to time, causing me to shiver but smile:

“What are you doing? You’re making my skin itch! Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey! Stop it, okay?”

“I didn’t mess with you, I just think you look extra attractive with this string of pearls on!”

“Huh~? Do you really like it, or are you just sweet-talking?”

As I asked him back, I was really happy. I’d put on my jewelry before I left the house, not expecting anyone to notice, let alone a man who’d turned up and kidnapped me by accident. And what’s even more amazing is that he found me as attractive as I thought he would…

“Of course I really like it! When I was shopping for shoes just now, I was thinking how beautiful you’d look if you only wore the necklace and earrings and nothing else. I don’t know how beautiful you’d look if you were wearing nothing but the necklace and earrings.”

“Oh, my God! He’s so explicit in the car… won’t he tease me even more at the hotel tonight?”

Although my heart was tickled by his words, I couldn’t let him think that I was too easy or too cheap! In fact, when it comes to matters between men and women, the longer the gestation period, the sweeter the taste will be; especially when it comes to sex, I have always needed a long time of flirting before I can finally reach the desired climax. So I pulled his hand away from my neck and ranted as if I was offended by his words:

“Ouch, you’re so mean! You’re making me think like that. Let’s just focus on driving!”

Not long after he put his hand back, it was drawn to him again as if by a magnet. This time, it even rested directly on my knee, which could not be covered by my short skirt. He first gently snapped his fingers, and then, with his entire palm, he gripped my knee and slowly squeezed it. The heat of his palm, the force he used, through the thin pantyhose, like an electric current, passed through the muscles of my legs, entered my nerves, and went straight to the bottom of my belly, the depths of my female parts… My legs almost instinctively opened automatically, but immediately and instinctively, I put my legs together and clenched my knees tightly.

“Aaah~! Don’t do that. Don’t do that. I can’t even look at the scenery!”

“Oh, the view! You can enjoy it while you watch! Anyway, we’re almost there, so I won’t be able to touch you for long. Besides, I think it’s so rare to spend time with you that I don’t want to miss a second of it.”

“Ah! That’s what I’m talking about, the feeling of being ironed and warmed.. I’d like to open my legs for him again. No, no, I still can’t do it that fast.”

I bit my own lip and clamped both knees together so tightly that the muscles in my thighs and ass quivered. But I finally stopped insisting that he let go and just rested my hand on the back of his.

At this time, the sunset outside the car window has fallen into the sea. I had the illusion that I was a couple with the man next to me…

In the French restaurant, we picked a seat by the window facing the sea, and looked at each other and smiled through the flowers and candles on the table; completely forgetting what kind of relationship we really had. Even though we played the role of a “couple” as if we knew each other by heart, we knew that there were certain topics about each other that we should not ask, and should not mention.

Oddly enough, even so, we still find common topics to share with each other. And no matter what we talk about, both of our thoughts go in the same direction: free to experience the mysteries of this world.

In particular, he told me that since he was a child he had wanted to travel around the world: Venice to see the water cities, Paris to see the bas-reliefs, Africa to see the endless deserts, the Middle East to see the madrassas… He said he wanted to see different landscapes with his own eyes, socialize with different people, and live different lives. I was mesmerized by what I heard, and I felt that he was elegant, open-minded, and even very dashing and romantic.

Of course, I had similar childhood dreams myself, only that reality had crushed them long ago. Even though I have traveled to different places with my husband, I always moved because of his work; or I took a vacation when I went with him to a certain place to discuss business. Those “vacations”, to put it bluntly, were just to treat me as a subordinate of his big boss, a decoration to cope with the Chinese and Western businessmen.

I’ve been on vacations where I’ve flown around airports and touristy restaurants, or shopped at department stores and boutiques, or had to put on a social smile at a fancy restaurant table and listen to compliments about my successful husband and his wife, or have the wives at the table hypocritically compliment me on my stylish, beautiful clothes. The wives at the table hypocritically compliment me on how well-dressed I am…. Why call it a vacation when it’s the same everywhere?

In my mind, a real vacation involves shopping at department stores and boutiques, and eating at fancy restaurants. But more importantly, it’s about the character of the place, the culture and the lifestyle. Moreover, it is to travel with people who are also interested in that place. We can experience the local feeling together and feel each other’s company. Ideally, it is with the man you love, which adds an even more intoxicating romantic mood to the pleasure of traveling…

Isn’t he the best and ideal partner for my vacation, a man who is looking for “freedom” as well as myself?

At this moment, in the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant, we talked more and more passionately about how to enjoy the beauty of life. Of course, it is inevitable to talk about the physical aspects of those; and the talk is also full of explicit, so that I am almost embarrassed; a burst of blush, but also in the shyness, but the heart is more curious, more want to ask, more want to tell. In the end, I said to myself, “Why don’t we just give it a go?” and I kept on talking.

For me, there is a deeper meaning embedded in this discussion, which is that the process of freeing myself from the shackles of confinement and seeking happiness itself represents the desire to unlock my inner bondage and the effort to dismantle my self-repression. Even if I have to take off my social pretenses and throw away my false morals, face, or what people call shame, I will not be afraid to give it a try before I am willing to do so….

It’s because I’ve had so little real happiness in my life! External and internal pressures have always prevented me from experiencing happiness and savoring the tastes of the world without restraint…

As it was, the plate of blood-red glistening lobster, golden, plump sweet potatoes, a colorful dish with green onions, and an aromatic wine were things my husband and I had eaten often (on the rare occasions we had gotten together), but never so much as on this night, in front of the man who watched me so passionately.

I couldn’t help but smile inside myself when I saw him, too, enjoying every bite.

“What are you looking at? You’re staring so hard, you’ll distract me from eating!” He asked with a glint in his eye.

“I think… You seem to know how to eat and enjoy it…” I replied with a smile.

“Uh-huh! My favorite thing to eat is seafood. Actually, you’re… You’re a good eater!”

Speaking of eating, I could no longer resist the thought of sucking his cock in bed! I asked tentatively:

“So… What kind of seafood do you like besides lobster?”

“Mmmm ~ mussels and clams, and favorite mussels and clams. It’s so much fun to open its shell and eat the tender meat inside!”

Between my legs, I felt hot and moist, and my stomach was aching. As I took a sip of wine and took the lobster’s large pincer into my mouth, sucking out the meat inside, I knew that my arousal had long since surged up, and the eyes that looked toward him must have gotten misty.

At that moment, the bright moon was shining on the white waves, which were like a silver chain, as they swooped towards the shore. My heart was rippling like the waves under the moon; but in my body there was a more urgent tide…

After dinner, he asked me if I still wanted to go to the beach to enjoy the moon. When I shook my head, I felt like heaven and earth were floating with me, but I said, “I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll go if you want.” Because I have told myself, as long as he loves, I will do anything.

“Then let’s go straight to the hotel! Book a room facing the sea, and we can both enjoy the moon, the sea, and each other. What do you say?”

“Great! This is exactly what I wanted most!”

I snuggled my body into the crook of his arm and looked up at him, mentally shouting:

“The… Love me, baby! Just for tonight…”

We lucked out and got a room facing the ocean at the second hotel along the coast road. He asked me to wait on the couch in the lobby until he checked in at the counter. I didn’t comply, and purposely pulled his arm tighter and asked in a delicate voice:

“Do you have a credit card? Otherwise, let me attach cash! It’s more like it.”

“Like what?” He nodded in response, but then asked me back. (Luckily we speak Chinese)

“Like husband and wife. The man pays before marriage, but when you’re married, it’s the wife who pays!”

When the waiter asked him to fill in the form, I seemed to suddenly come to my senses and stared at him to see what name and address he would fill in. He smiled at me and wrote down “Mr. and Mrs. Zhang”; the address was my house, but he wrote a house number instead. I thought to myself, “How clever and cunning you are…”.

The waiter looked at us, acted as if nothing had happened, typed into the computer without even asking for ID, and then, with a smile on his face, told us the cost of the room and asked if we should pay by cash or by card. I opened my purse to pay cash to him, he looked at me again and smiled and said:

“Thank you, Mrs. Zhang! I hope you two have a memorable night, and welcome to come back next time!”

“Oh my God!… Can he still tell? Are we a couple coming to a rendezvous?” I screamed in my mind.

After entering the room and rewarding the boy who had pushed Lee, I leaned drunkenly into the man’s arms. I could clearly feel his strong arms around my waist, and his large, hot hands above my hips, gently caressing the curves there; it gave me a warm feeling of being pampered, and a wonderful hint of romance, as if I were meeting a lover. Needless to say, the pleasure of being teased made me crave for more and more of the wonderful delicacies of the world! I said:

“Well… I didn’t think I’d get drunk after just two drinks! You… What about you?”

He snapped the lock on the door, and without saying anything, he wrapped his arms around me and gathered me into his embrace; his cheek pressed against my face, and he gently rubbed the scruff of his growing beard between my ears and the side of my neck. I closed my eyes, to experience this wonderful touch. But being rubbed and scraped by his beard residue, I still can’t help but feel numbness and tremble slightly all over my body.

I wrapped both arms around him and climbed onto his strong, brawny shoulders while tilting my head up to meet his hot breath, my mind eagerly waiting. That’s when he said:

“I’m not drunk. But, Mrs. Zhang, when I look at you more later on, I can’t guarantee that I won’t get drunk on your beauty!”

What woman doesn’t love to be complimented by a man? And how many can resist the passion generated by being adored by men? I, a middle-aged woman who is no longer a young girl, but also a wife and a mother, naturally became more light and airy when I heard such words of praise.

“Ouch, you’re a good talker! I’m not as beautiful as you think!”

“Who said that? I’ve been watching you for a long time. I was attracted to your beauty. I couldn’t even resist molesting and offending you at your home… Mrs. Zhang, you also stop talking, use your incredibly beautiful lips, tongue, and seductive mouth to tell me that you’re happy to be with me!”

“Need I say more? Of course I’m happy with him! Especially since he is so sweet, and with these two sentences I don’t feel that he has ever molested me at all, but that it was his “offense” at the bedroom door a few hours ago that made me decide to “run away” with him! “

“Wow! Baby, I’m so happy. I’m so happy! Come on, come on, love me!”

As my mind shouted, I closed my eyes. In the darkness, I could only feel that our four lips, though only tentatively touching each other for the first time, were already clear, sharp and strong. From gently rubbing, to quickly passionate, frantic, like hunger and thirst wild kiss, but just a few seconds; but enough to melt my heart, body boiling up!

In my ecstasy, I leaned my back against the wall, paralyzed and unable to stand still, relying on my arms to climb around the man’s neck and hang my entire body on his strong physique. And the two hands that he originally wrapped around my waist, naturally went down and cupped my buttocks. Through the narrow skirt, which was gradually covering my ass, he rubbed my ass cheeks….

“Heh… ah! Ohhhhhhhh!…” I couldn’t help it, breaking away from his kiss and calling out.

He immediately kissed me on my neck, bearded upper and lower jaw, and preceded me on my skin, which I thought was quite delicate; he also stuck out his tongue and licked around the neck behind the earlobes. I went crazy and stood on my tiptoes, and misinterpreted the scene.

Though I might have been really drunk, my stomach felt clearly that his long erected male symbol, swollen and enlarged even more, like a hardened vantage point, was squeezed in between the two tightly pressed bodies, squeezing around.

I left my shame behind, owed my ass, and voluntarily put my hand on the bulging, so thick and strong rod at the front of his pants, grabbed it, and rubbed it. At the same time, I imagined what it would feel like to have it pounded into me, in and out of my hot, wet pussy, making me dizzy.

And his hand that was squeezing my ass, gripped it tighter and harder. I cried out in vague pain:

“Ouch! You’re so strong!”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Mrs. Chang…”

Saying that, he relaxed his hip flaps and instead gently stroked the lower edge of my buttocks where it connects to my thighs. This, on the contrary, made me anxious, and standing on one foot, I quickly lifted the other up, pressing the inside of my thigh against his leg, and misinterpreting and grinding it up and down. At the same time shouting at him:

“No, it’s okay! Squeeze all you want! I.. I love getting my ass pinched!”

“Yeah? You know, women whose asses like to be played with are the sexiest!”

He said on one side and rubbed harder on the other. I simply lifted up my narrow skirt myself, letting his hands go right underneath it, rubbing, pinching, pulling, and squeezing my sensitive ass like dough.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! That feels so good! So… Enchanted!” I kept humming.

Through the pantyhose and pantyhose, the movement of his palm and fingers prompted me to react even more strongly; not only did my ass cheeks tighten and contract, but I also voluntarily twisted my buttocks in a crooked manner, so that his fingers could scrape and dig around more nimbly in the groin and the slit…

I tilted my head back, my eyes sometimes tightly closed, sometimes half-open, hazily glancing at him; at the same time, I experienced the touch of my fingers on my most intimate area, which was more fascinating than wine. I believe that in his eyes, at this moment, I must have that indescribable expression written all over my face, that kind of unspeakable confusion and intoxication.

“Well, it’s beautiful! Just by seeing this face, I know… How sexy you are, Mrs. Chang!”

“Ah! Not only are our hearts connected, but in the most vulgar and primitive acts of the flesh, we are so in tune, so compatible; it’s so beautiful, so marvelous!”

“Really, baby? Do you really think I’m sexy?”

“Need I ask?… It’s so sexy that just looking at you is driving me crazy!”

“How crazy?” I asked, while wiggling my ass even more.

“So crazy that I can’t help it. I’ve already molested and offended you!”

His fingers were embedded in the flesh of my private parts, and he snapped them through my pantyhose and panties, which were completely soaked to the skin. I became more and more aroused and grunted louder and louder, and when I finally couldn’t stand up any longer, I stumbled down onto the carpet with him in my arms, all the while crying out fervently and urgently:

“Ah~! Then… Molest me and offend me again!”

He gasped on one side and quickly flipped me over into a crouching position on the floor. Exactly as I had done in the bedroom doorway this afternoon, I voluntarily bucked my hips, expecting him to go wild and wreak havoc on me. Although I no longer had to fear, or be afraid of, being raped; the almost perverted mentality of waiting to be raped and soiled made my libido burn even higher and more fiercely…

Of course, he didn’t rape me. And, as my heart cried out for him to do, pushed my narrow skirt up to my waist, exposing the entirety of my lower body, which I thought was fairly plump.

Also like the image reflected in my mind, he stripped my pantyhose down, along with my boxers, and rolled them into the crooks of my knees on the floor. Then, pressing me down and bending me over, he ordered me to shrug my bare buttocks and wiggle my ass skyward.

I fell to my knees on the carpet, and when I looked back sideways, he was also quickly unbuttoning his pants and pulling down his underwear, revealing his big, throbbing rod. Somehow I was so excited that tears welled up in my eyes and I could hardly hold back my tears.

It was then that he bent down onto my back so that I was finally flesh against his flesh, feeling the male firmness finally touching my soft ass. He kissed the back of my neck with his hot lips, kissed his way up to my ear, swam up to my sideways cheeks, kissed at the corners of my eyes, and slurped away the teardrops…

To be honest, I didn’t understand why I was so excited; I thought he would make me do what he wanted, as he had done in the afternoon, and then he would thrust his big prick into my pussy, taking over me and conquering me. It was only because I had already made up my mind to accept him in any way I could, even if it meant raping and molesting me, I was willing to go along with it.

But how could I not be overwhelmed with emotion and tears of excitement when, in the same kneeling and crawling position, with my skirt up and pants down, shrugging my stripped bare buttocks and waiting with bated breath for the moment to arrive, I was incredibly met with his tender, loving treatment, lover-like kisses, and overflowing arousal!

At that moment, from the passionate, low-pitched gasps of the strange “outlaw” who had broken into my home and kidnapped me, came a whisper that I couldn’t believe:

“Mrs. Chang, don’t cry! Don’t be sad. I’m here to take you away. I’m here to love you!”

“Ah! Baby, then… Take me away, take me away now!”

As my heart cried out, my teardrops rolled out again.

He helped me to my feet from the carpet, and we both walked, disheveled and stumbling, to the king-sized bed in the center of the room. He helped me back into the bed, dimmed the bedside lights, turned on the stereo and played soft, romantic music; then he stood beside the bed and looked down at me. As I looked up at him, I somehow managed to clamp my legs together in shyness.

He smiled, bent over and gently pushed my knees together. Although I cried out “Shame on you!” But I obediently opened my legs for him, obediently allowed him to remove my pantyhose and panties; obediently lifted my buttocks and allowed him to slowly pull down my messy, crepey, narrow skirt. Closing my eyes, I felt him pull down the zipper at the back of my neck from the movement, so I stretched my arms up and let him take off my blouse for me, and unclasped my bra…

“Don’t be shy, Mrs. Chang! You’re actually very attractive!”

He whispered in my ear, while gently holding my shoulders so that I was lying flat on the bed. I didn’t dare to open my eyes and look at anything, my heart was pounding rapidly…. The moment was finally coming!

His hot lips kissed my mouth again; his big, hot palms caressed my breasts and twisted and pinched them gently and heavily; stimulating my whole body to become so aroused that I couldn’t help but squirm and twist on the bed. When I felt his fingers slipping, rubbing and sweeping the most sensitive nucleus on my already wet pussy lips, I finally let out an impatient moan…. I also took the initiative to open my thighs.

“Mrs. Chang, open your eyes! Open your eyes and look at me.”

“Ahhhh! I…”

On command, he opened his eyes and saw that his own white, naked body was already displayed without any cover under his also naked, strong body. Between the two legs that were widely spread, his long and thick prick, like a giant cannon, was standing there. A large, round, shiny glans was bulging towards me… My heart palpitated and panicked, but also became more anxious!

“Love, Mrs. Chang?”

“Love! Of course I do! Baby, come on in! Come inside me. Love me!”

The moment he finally penetrated me, I finally also experienced a strong oscillation that was like a landslide, a crack in the ground, or even more like a thunderclap or a tsunami, penetrating the entire world, filling up and stuffing my body. It made me dizzy and suffocated, and I kept crying out like a lost soul. At the same time, I also heard a man’s heart-rending howl like a wild wolf in the vast wilderness.

Then came a sensual excitement more inexpressible than words, like a raging torrent, a charging army of thousands of horses; it swept over my whole body, inside and out, crushing and trampling everything. On a land that had long since been defended, it burned and pillaged without mercy…

His male symbol, like the spear of a wielding army, the dagger of a warrior, was between my wide-open legs, constantly stabbing and withdrawing, stabbing and withdrawing. Stained with a solution that seemed like blood, I kept overflowing, being stabbed and pulled out. If I could barely describe it, I would have to say that it was a thrilling lovemaking like a tangle of life and death, and it was also a sexual intercourse that I had never had before in my life, where my body and mind were in a complete frenzy!

The climax, like the eruption of lava, terrified me in anticipation of its arrival; but the momentary rupture, the eruption, still caught me by surprise, and I had to give up everything, to go with the flow, to float, to fall, in its searing frenzy…

As I gradually awoke from my incredible orgasm, feeling my entire body covered in sweat and solution like the residue of a merciless killing; I realized that I was still bent over myself, but braced my body to prevent me from being oppressed by the man. His bright eyes looked at me, gave me a gentle kiss, smiled and asked:

“Satisfied, Mrs. Chang?”

“Uh-huh! ．You ” re Fantastic !!!” I laughed, English coming out of my mouth.

“You are too !!!” He laughed too and replied in English.

I was surprised and pleased that he spoke English so well; with both hands, I wrapped them around his neck and smiled at him with a cracked smile, pouting my lips lightly and whispering:

“Ouch~! I’m so embarrassed… Baby!” and kissed him.

As the two mouths kissed deeply, I felt his rod, which was still tightly wrapped underneath me, begin to bulge again, erection after erection. Knowing that during my orgasm, he still maintained his hardness and didn’t let out, I couldn’t help but feel happy and broke the kiss, glancing at him and saying in English:

“Awww! You’re still so hard!”

“It’s just to make your Mrs. Chang… “To make your Mrs. Chang even sluttier and hornier!” He mischievously replied in English as well.

“Whoo~! Baby, I… I’m so touched!” I changed to Chinese again to express my gratitude.

Our back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, and back-and-forth pillow talk soon got both of us excited again. He pushed me up and laid himself on his back on the bed, his big rod sticking up high; telling me to face him and sit on the pole. He said that he wanted to enjoy my sultry and voluptuous behavior in the woman-on-top position.

I blushed at his words, but I wanted it so badly that I followed the instructions and spread my legs and rode up on top of his firm, long, thick shaft. Lowering my head, I reached down and held the hard shaft against my dripping pussy, and as I was about to drop my hips, I realized that my pearls were glittering as they dangled and swayed. I also realized that when he stripped me naked, he deliberately did not remove the jewelry I was wearing, so there was an ulterior motive!

“Mrs. Zhang, you look so beautiful now!”

“Uh~~! Is it me or is it the necklace? Or is it the necklace?”

When I asked him back, I held the huge rod in my hand and embedded the big glans between my wet and slippery tender lips, deliberately rubbing and smearing, but refused to sit down. And also tease him like, twisting the ass, at the same time throwing winks. He was so anxious that he reached out with both hands and grabbed my small breasts and pulled them downward, while still screaming:

“Of course you’re beautiful! Come on. Sit down. Sit down and lasso me! You’re such a charming little devil!”

“Ohhhh! That hurts! It’s killing me!”

But my ass dropped, and my whole wet pussy was just filled to the brim with him. Before I could scream out for a split second, his body arched upward violently, and his huge, unbelievable glans, rammed into the good inside, the good inside of my cunt!

“Awwwwwww!!! You… Poked and prodded to death!!!”

Next, I was like a cloud of fog on his big stick, one up, one down Mercedes-Benz, left twisting, right flinging spinning shake, oscillation; experience was bloated, stuffed, incomparably full of feeling. I couldn’t help but be excited and shouted:

“Oh, my God! You’re so, so big! It’s making me… It’s killing me!!!”

He cupped my waist and began to push himself up, rhythmically ramming up and down into my pussy. The ball of the big turtle head slammed into the depths of my vagina, causing my stomach to become more and more sore and swollen, and I couldn’t catch my breath. I could only let go of all my muscles, as if giving up my entire being, and let him poke me so hard that I was almost starry-eyed and delirious, bursting out with a loud cry:

“Oh! Ohhhh!… Ohhhh! Ohhhh!”

In the end, I was so exhausted that I begged him to stop and slow down his thrusts; only then did he slow down his rhythm and ease his strokes; at the same time, he told me to get on top of him and to twist and gyrate my hips for him. I obediently complied, and sank down, letting my pussy swallow only half, but already full of my prick, and began to twist and ball around the ass….

“Oooooh! Ohhhh! Awwwwwwww!…”

My moan turned into a whimper like a cry. To my own ears, it was so that, as if I were suffering some kind of torture; but my whole body was so comfortable, so intoxicated that I was head over heels in ecstasy!

“Well? Beautiful Mrs. Chang, is it good?”

As he asked, he opened his eyes wide and scanned my body from top to bottom and back again, like he was admiring something. At the same time, his fingers started twisting my hard nipples, making me so confused that I shook my ass and sang in response:

“Good~! It’s so good, it feels so good… Baby~! Do you like it, do you like me like this too?”

“Of course, I love your slutty behavior! You’re so slutty and sexy!”

I laughed and gave him a kiss on the lips, “I love you so much… That’s why I’m like this!”

“What do you love about me, Mrs. Chang? Tell me, tell me!”

I knew that he wanted me to shamelessly say that I loved his big cock and to scream it out in English. I felt a little bit like that. However, I felt that I was already in love, so why pretend? So I bit my lip and shouted it out with a slutty expression:

“． Your big cock! Love your big, hard cock!”

The strange thing is that once I said such dirty, obscene and filthy words, my whole body became so eager to liberate myself and let loose completely; at the same time, it also caused my body to develop a more special and stronger sexual desire, wanting to have more and more fulfillment. So, as soon as I answered him, I couldn’t help but shout over and over again, in a mixture of Chinese and English:

“Love! I love you so much. I love your.. Big cock!

“Yeah! That’s my girl!”

He clutched my ass and pushed into me again, faster and harder. I was so poked and prodded that I was so disoriented that I desperately held on to his shoulders and just yelled and screamed. I screamed until my throat was muffled, but I still couldn’t hold back the orgasm that surged through my body again.

“Ah~! Ahhhh! I’m dead. You’re killing me! Aah! It’s coming again… It’s coming!!!”

Like a bottle of unopened old wine, once opened, the mellow, intoxicating flavor will make anyone who has tasted it unable to stop; this is exactly what happened tonight at the beach hotel, he and I made love over and over again, and again and again, and the more we made love, the more we couldn’t stop.

In the bathroom, we caressed our naked bodies and washed all the parts of each other’s bodies. While exploring each other’s mysteries. We also play with each other’s most sensitive and intriguing male and female sex organs in a playful, humorous, or teasing manner. We laughed a lot, echoing in the shower room.

Wet two people, can not wait to dry their bodies, ran back to the bed. Just because in the bathroom in a burst of sex, and made the lustful heart greatly moved, can not help but to go to bed to oral sex!

I’ve never been eaten by a man in my life without being so turned on and soothed to the core. Within two minutes of his licking and kissing, I was screaming like a madman. Luckily, he immediately shoved his big cock into my mouth, causing me to suck and swallow like hell, otherwise I would have lost my voice and would not have been able to use my mouth to serve him or enjoy the taste of his big baby!

Especially, when we were playing in 69 style, licking and eating each other’s genitals, I thought that at the restaurant he said his favorite seafood was to peel open the shells and eat the mussels and clams inside; at that time, I was so excited that I immediately took a lobster’s pincer into my mouth and sucked on it. Now that I had actually experienced the feeling of oral sex with him, it was no wonder that it was a thousand times better than what I had imagined, and it made me even more passionate and crazy!

On the bed, we rolled and tangled for I don’t know how long, our mouths never leaving each other’s genitals. As he licked me from below, and I held the big stalk in my small hands above, swallowing his big prick, it was as if I was holding the hilt of that dagger, and snapping my mouth down to the blade, until the tip of it was pressed against my throat, choking and choking me, and I refused to let it go. Just because the other end, his wonderful tongue, has licked my hot, wet, tender petals thick, swollen, greatly open, already hungry, have to have something into the inside of the relief….

When he rolled me over in his arms so that I was lying on my back, and he was on top, with his fingers pressed against my peeling labia, and the tip of his tongue tickling and teasing the bulging, hard bud of flesh in the middle, I had a picture in my mind of him enjoying his favorite seafood, mussels and clams. And when he inserted two fingers into my cunt, and ass-hole, simultaneously snapping, digging, and pumping, drenching my entire private parts with a slurry-soup-like solution, I felt like I had become the mussel-clam he was eating; and my pussy-nucleus had become the pearl in the mussel-flesh under the constant teasing of his tongue!

But I can not shout my excitement, only intermittently burst out of my throat whimpering, only because the man’s big prick, still inserted in my mouth, poking and prodding. Just like the diving pearl picker, has found a pearl, but still not satisfied, but also wearing a dagger to dig open another clam, the sharp edge of the pounding into the shell, and keep piercing the tender flesh….

At this moment, I seem to be the clam that has been gouged open and stuck rotten; suffering the pain of being killed by the blade, writhing and flowing with solution and pulp in death. But inside the shell, which has been completely peeled open, I willingly offer the bright pearl to repay the pearl picker for picking myself out of the vast ocean; and under his love and wild kisses, the moment I die, I leak out a fatal orgasm.

“Ah!… Uhhhh… Uhh! Mmmmmm!!!”

From the waves of orgasm again, I came to my senses, and saw that the big bed sheet was covered with a piece of wetness, I don’t know whether it was my own, or his solution and saliva, I couldn’t help but feel bashful again. I leaned into his arms, and misinterpreted the scene. He asked me gently, and I told him how I felt during the blowjob. He smiled happily and said that I had a rich imagination and was sexy as hell.

He asked me if he could just call me Pearl, or Pearl?

I laughed and said I’d have to call him “Dagger” or pronounced “Big Brother”.

We finally had a name for each other; and “Bao’er, Big Brother”, we called each other so aptly and so intimately that I was overjoyed! So, I snuggled closer to him, tilted my head and whispered:

“Brother!… Brother~! You know what? I am the pearl clam in the sea, waiting for you to find me, waiting for my whole life before finally waiting for you. Brother! I… I’ve almost fallen in love with you!”

He also finally, and unexpectedly, said what I had always wanted to know, why he took me away.

He said he wasn’t a kidnapper at all, but that he followed me to my house because he drove by a motel late one afternoon and saw me kissing a man goodbye in the parking lot, and guessed that I was the “wife of the afternoon” who was going to a lovers’ rendezvous.

As a result, he secretly paid attention to me in the backyard of my house and saw me going in and out alone every day, and after paying attention for nearly two months, he did not see any man in the house other than a maid. He deduced that I must be a housewife whose husband had been away from home for a long time, and that I was so lonely and isolated that I found someone else to have an affair with.

He said he didn’t understand how he was slowly mesmerized by me; he couldn’t help the desire to see me every day. As a result, he not only came to spy on me every day, tracking me, but also often guarded until the middle of the night, see my bedroom lights are out, but also reluctant to leave.

After a while, he knew everything about my daily routine, the details of my life, and even the conditions in my mansion. One night, he lurked outside the bedroom window and saw me masturbating on the bed through a gap in the curtains that had not been fully closed, and became so excited that he rubbed himself outside the window until he ejaculated….

That night, he realized that he could no longer live without me and could no longer tolerate me going out with my lovers. He made up his mind to take me away from this family, even if he had to take the risk.

The next day, he planned how to act, and immediately put it into practice, bought a dagger, rope, tape and other tools, in order to prepare for the necessary. As a result, he waited for three days and three nights as if waiting for a rabbit, and happened to spy me masturbating three times at home; that I must be more than just physically sexually hungry, the needs of the soul must be urgent to the extreme; if he did not do it again, I would go crazy.

He said he never pitied me, but only because his own heart haunted me, and had hung there too long to hang any longer. He said that if he couldn’t have me, he might as well be hanged!

As if fate had arranged it for us, he finally waited for his chance this afternoon, and when the maid was out and I was left alone at home, he had the audacity to break in as soon as the glass door of the living room was opened.

And then, everything between us just magically and wonderfully happened!

After listening to him, I was frozen there, unable to say a word, but I couldn’t help the tears that kept flowing down my face; causing him to lick my tears on my face and gently call out to me over and over again:

“Bao’er… Paulie! I love you! You’re mine. You’re mine forever!”

I nestled in his strong arms, listening to the call, feeling his caressing hands on every inch of my skin; like his heart burning with love for me, burning my body, and setting the passion in my heart on fire again…. I hissed like a madman:

“I am! It’s yours! I love you! I love you! And I’ve been yours for a long time!”

The cry of my heart could no longer be held back. I voluntarily and swiftly lay on my back on the bed, my knees crisply parted, and lifted my ass high and up; then, while twisting my waist and shaking my hips, I looked back at him and called out in a delicate voice:

“Brother~! Brother, the only remaining… Virginity, it’s yours too, saved for you!”

When I finished, my face swelled red. But I knew that I loved him too much! So much that I gave up every part of my body willingly, so much that I needed him in every part of my body that could hold him. If he really loved me, he would definitely want my… Ass, right?

I don’t know what he used. I don’t know how he got into my back pussy. All I could feel was a pain that felt like it had been ripped open by a forceful force for a split second, and then it was immediately overridden by the strange sensation of suffocation, which prevented me from crying out, and only allowed me to keep grunting.

The sensation that followed was that I was completely wrapped around him, wrapped around him as tightly as I could with a channel of flesh that had never been invaded by a man in my life.” Ahh~…” I cried out wildly in my mind, but my teeth clenched on my wrist, trying my best to suppress the sound of pain.

“Bao’er! Try to relax yourself, the glans has just gone in. If you can’t help it, just scream out!”

“Ah! Your anus is finally getting your.. Big Turtle.. Opened! Even my most humiliating and shameful place has been opened by you! Ahhhh!”

“Ah~! Bao… Bae…! AHHHHHH!!!” I finally yelled out.

To experience the huge, solid, and thick symbol of masculinity in such a perverse way was so intense, so alien, that I was both attracted to it and afraid of it. But there was no time to think about it, as the hard rod pushed its way into my pussy like an icebreaker!

“Ah! Ah~~! Oh my god… Oh, my God! Oh my God! It’s too big, you’re too big!”

“Bao’er don’t be afraid!… You’re smaller, but you can still fit me, so relax, relax again!”

I didn’t know what method he was using, but I believed his promise and relaxed my anal muscles with all my might… Then, as if by some miracle, I felt a slow, but steady, inch by inch, opening up in my ass; a little bit boring and slippery, slowly but steadily pushing inward…

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Baby!… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

I straightened my neck, even my cries were continuous, but the big penis kept going into me, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going, and going.

“Oh my God… Why is it so long? It’s… I’m going to be poked and prodded!”

I can’t believe that the first time I offered my anus to a man, I really felt like a virgin, so incredibly horrified at being penetrated in my pussy by a male prick. And yet, it was nothing like the reality of my husband when he took my virginity.

On the night we got married, my husband was so ignorant and reckless that he just stabbed and bumped between my legs, and before I could even get red, he bled off and went limp. Later, in order to prove that I was still a virgin, he inserted his finger into me until blood flowed out, and only then was he satisfied and fell back to sleep. I forced myself to hold back the pain, and when I stumbled to the bathroom to clean myself, I finally couldn’t help but cry out. From then on, I could only imagine, but could not realize how a woman gives her virginity to the person she loves; I have never forgiven my husband.

However, at this moment, the only virginity in my body was occupied and filled by the man who had given me a new life; even though it was my dirty organ of excretion, it made me feel so strange and I felt so indebted to him; but because of this, I felt more and more excited and wanted to make him feel good. At that, he sighed:

“Bao’er, Mrs. Zhang!… What a beautiful ass you have! It’s so cozy!”

These words of praise brought tears to my eyes, and I hissed, “I… I love you!”

Like just now, when I entered the room and was on the carpet, he kissed me on the neck and told me not to cry, and said he had come to love me; and I believed it at once, and was really loved by him; and now I still believe him, and stop crying, and turn my head, and glance sideways at him and ask:

“Really, big brother?! You’re in my anus. Do you really feel good?”

“Mmm, that feels so good! Bao’er, your ass hole.. It’s so tight, and it’s so good on the cock! Can you stand it, Paulie? I want to.. I want to thrust…”

When he asked considerately, his body had already started to move. But I was even more surprised that his big, thick, long cock, propped up in my narrow, fleshy channel, was actually sliding in and out as if he were having sex, as if it were moistened with some kind of fluid.

I wanted to ask him, but it was too late, because under the prick’s thrusts that went from slow to rapid, from gentle to gradually stronger, my body oscillated, and my sanity gradually blurred; I only felt that the huge rod that was poking into my buttocks was so deep, so deep, that it almost penetrated the whole person, and was going to rush out from my throat and mouth; and when it was pumping out from my intestines, it was practically pumping my soul out again!

“Oh my God! I’m gonna… You’re killing me!”

But I didn’t die, instead I fell into a delirium, a stupor, an ecstasy. As his fingers circled underneath me, rubbing over my pussy flesh, caressing and kneading my breasts and nipples, my libido was aroused and burning like a fire.

“Ah~! Ah! Big brother, big brother~! Stick it in me, stick it in my ass!… Ahhhh!!!”

I hissed like crazy. From the hole in my private parts, some of the molten juices flowed down my inner thighs, and some flowed onto my stomach…

“Awww! Paulie, you’re so cute and sexy! Do you like it? Nailed in the ass?”

“Ah~!!! Yes! I lo-love it! Fuck me in the ass! I love you so much! Baby, big brother! My ass! It’s just for your comfort!”

My ass gusted backward to take in his increasingly violent thrusts, and as it pumped outward, it twisted in circles, as if begging it to go in again.

“Ah! PauIe, PauIe! It’s too much, it’s too good! Aah!”

He roared loudly, howling like a wild animal, vibrating into my ears, and driving me even more crazy; propped up on his elbows on the bed, bucking and writhing his hips higher and more viciously like a bitch; fiercely echoing his roar with loud cries:

“Oh~! Yes! Yes! ．Fuck Me! Fuck My Ass! Ooooooooh! Go-d! Yes! It feels soooo gooooood!!!”

“Ah! ～I love Paulie’s ass…! I love your ass! I love your ass!”

“I love… Big brother’s.. Big.. Cock! Oh, my God! Oh, my God. How are you so good at.. How do you know how to play with a woman’s.. “ass!”

“Because Poe’s… The most beautiful ass! The most charming and sexy!”

“Damn the ingrates! What’s the matter? You’re still complimenting me… God, you’re killing me!”

I couldn’t care less, I was screaming in the dark, because from my anus to my intestines, from my intestines to my bladder, to my uterus, to my stomach, and from my stomach to my heart, my liver, my lungs, my gallbladder, all of my internal organs were being pounded to pieces by that big, long, hard, hot cock, and it was tangled up in a mess. The whole person’s internal organs and six viscera, all by that big, long, hard, hot cock, pounded into a mess, stirred into a tangled, messy pile; that kind of unprecedented sensory stimulation, doubled to make me feel love him love good bottom, and even the whole person has become wrapped around the meat tube of his cock, but also willing to do so!

From the stimulation of the senses, detonated the shock of the soul; and from the crazy love, stirred up endless carnal desire. Body, spirit, emotion, lust… all intertwine and oscillate together. Yours, mine, all intertwined, oscillating together; no longer distinguish who is who, what is what! The only thing that exists is infinite greed, endless thirst… To be free, to be free.

We both had orgasms that finally collapsed and exploded together at the same time!

I enjoyed the aftermath of love, gradually recovered from the illusion, slowly opened my eyes. I found myself half lying on the sofa, my skirt lifted up to my waist, my pantyhose and pantyhose retreated to my calves, and between my widely separated legs, my private parts, which had experienced several orgasms, were still soaked in the wetness of my lustful fluids….

Outside the living room’s floor-to-ceiling glass doors, my backyard was already sinking into the darkness of night; only a sliver of color in the sky told me that today was still Thursday, and that the weekend wouldn’t start until tomorrow, Friday.