Chapter 20

...In my heart, I must be a slut...

Yan's voice was filled with despair

Her voice is sweet, delicate and soft, always with a feeling of lack of strength

I told you just now that he could easily go in without resisting. At that time, I knew that I had finished it and had never even imagined that I had never imagined. I was molested by a man in front of another woman! I don’t understand why I was so vulnerable? The first time I met a man, he dragged it onto the bed! When he pressed me, I felt like something, something, and there was no strength to resist.

He couldn't say the lewdness that he couldn't say. If he was walking on the street, I might not even have the desire to take a look, but the man was so strong that he made me feel that he was small that he was ugly. Even if I had fantasized under Yan's body before, I never imagined that such a body that made me feel dirty would lie on me!

Before he moved me, he had been having sex with that woman. I was watching from the side. I didn't know why I had never thought about running away, I never thought about leaving the bed immediately! Leave that dangerous room! I didn't even feel the danger. Before that, I had never watched men and women having sex with my own eyes, and I didn't see a woman in such a lewd posture in such a lewd posture into the lewd smell, filling the whole room, breathing into my body like a plague

I must have been infected. The atmosphere in the room was very strange. At least, it seemed so unreal to me. It was like a dream. I was also hazy and their bodies were entangled in front of my eyes. The genitals were in and out unscrupulously, making people blush and heartbeat, as well as men's breathing and women's moans, numbing me bit by bit like anesthetic! Later I even had an hallucination: that woman was myself! Her yelling, her shamelessness and enjoyment were exactly the same as what I had imagined before.

I just said that I have imagined being raped, I have imagined myself seducing a stranger, and I have imagined that when flirting with a stranger under my husband in a non-existent space, I have imagined that I would never see the truth with my own eyes. The shock and thrillingness brought by the reality made me dizzy and at a loss. My originally clear world suddenly became chaotic and disorderly, messy and confused.

It was not until he entered my body that I realized the truth of all this: I lost my chastity! I was entered by a man other than my husband! I could clearly feel that his thing was penetrated into it little by little, hard as iron. I could feel my lower body being stretched open little by little, and then filled with that moment, fear surrounded me all at once. Husband, child, and home suddenly appeared. I was extremely frightened and twisted my body desperately to struggle. I can't, can't be sorry for my husband, can't violate loyalty, can't let my originally perfect life be broken like this.

He pressed me, pressed his lower body against me, letting me twist and struggle, and I could even clearly feel my thighs rub against his rough skin, but I couldn't get rid of him. He had penetrated deep inside my body, nailing me to the bed like a nail!

He began to twitch his body, and then and then, neither pity nor gentleness, like a robber, his face was written with beast nature, and a kind of frivolity and pride that he could get what he wanted. I have never been violated like a toy. My reserve, my self-esteem was completely ravaged and ruined by him. The huge humiliation and hesitation made me tremble. The helpless and powerless body was swallowed little by little by little, but there was a kind of heat in my body, as if something was flowing and rushing in my body, and with his oppression, it was being guided out bit by bit. A lot of water flowed down from me. Even when he twitched, I could hear that strange, lewd and dirty sound! The irrepressible pleasure surged one after another, and the tide surrounded me like a panicked me. I didn't understand why my body had such a reaction, which made me feel ashamed and ashamed.

But shame cannot be concealed. I really had an orgasm and was sent to orgasm by a strange man!

I don’t know that I was such a lewd and shameless woman! Isn’t it something that people who love each other should have? The mercy between husband and wife, can love and desire really be separated? If so, what is the difference between intimacy and lust between lovers? If not, am I falling in love with the man who was played with orgasm after meeting him? Impossible! I will never fall in love with a man other than words! He is my ideal, and my current life is what I imagined. Why do I betray my husband? Betray the love that I have always insisted on and never wavered?

If possible, I want to forget that scene forever. I had a perfect life, a husband who was willing to be happy, and a cute and well-behaved child. In the eyes of others, this is enviable and yearning. I have nothing to complain about. Life is superior and life is comfortable and peaceful. What reason do I have to cheat?

But everything that day was imprinted in my mind, and it was like a nightmare that could not be removed. That man was a veteran who played with women and a hooligan. I should have understood this long ago. I should be able to reject him easily, but why can't I stand the temptation at all? I am so vain. A hooligan praised me for my beauty, and I was complacent. A hooligan said he loved me, and I also listened to it. I was a bad woman who hidden vanity and lust. Otherwise, I would not fantasize about being raped, otherwise, I would not be able to stand the test and seduction.

Humans are really strange animals! When I chose my husband, I thought my husband should be a man like him: silence, integrity, affection, persistence, no sweet words, no slanderous confession. As long as he loves me, as long as I know he loves me, as long as I know he loves me, On the train to follow him to this city, I sing a song for him: Even, we made friends for a hundred years, which one died at the age of 97, and waited for three years on Naihe Bridge! I sang it for myself, because I believe that a promise of love is enough to support us to never change from life to death. I was fearless, and even expecting tests and hardships. Only hardships can make me prove how firm my love is!

No hardships happened, and the days were spent day by day. I don’t know when, but I started complaining in my heart. All I complained about were trivial little things, which were scattered so much that I felt ridiculous that my husband had never changed. He loved me as always and followed me in everything. Even if I was unreasonable, even if I was willful, I never heard a blame in his mouth, but I felt more and more that I was becoming anxious day by day, and there was an indescribable emotion being held in my body, and I couldn’t find a channel to flow out.

Maybe I don't know what that is either

He is as accurate as the clock. He gets up at the same time every day, goes to work at the same time, comes back to have dinner at the same time, he watches TV, I coaxes the children, and sometimes they have nothing to say about each other. Sometimes they have sex. In bed, he can't say bad or good. After finishing, he goes to bed and then, there is another same tomorrow that continues to repeat. I suddenly discovered the terribleness of time. No matter how brilliant love is, it can fade under the passage of time, as if our love has begun to fade...

Na went down to buy him a wig and said that his wife went abroad tomorrow and he was going home to wait for her to go out today. He told me that he loved me. When he said that he held me and touched my chest with his hands. I thought he was lying. He was just a man's possessiveness to women! But I didn't have the courage to expose him on the bed behind me. I had just experienced an unimaginable impact. I never felt so much physical pleasure so clearly, and these pleasures were brought to me by a hooligan man! He knew clearly how much water I had just flowed down, and how many orgasms I had in my body. I didn't blame him for my capital because I was so lewd!

I was afraid of the woman named Na, but I didn’t have much resentment towards Tong. He was just a man who likes to play with women. Unfortunately, I became his target. What I feared even more was the desire in my body! Although it started with resistance, why did I feel so different from the usual pleasure under this man who is not my husband? What's wrong with me? Have I longed to cheat in my heart for a long time? Why did I have such a thought? What reason do I think so?

The next day he came to me, and I didn't know why I opened the door for him. I should have turned him away, maybe I was afraid that he would be seen standing at the door and maybe I wanted him to come in

Jia Jia was taking a nap. He kissed me when he entered the door. I avoided it and told him not to do this. We are all from families. Doing this will hurt my husband and even hurt my children! I felt that those words were so pale. I knew the purpose of him coming and what he would do to me next. I pretended to resist and pretended to be reluctant, but only I knew that I had an uncontrollable desire to invade me, and even attack me. I was looking forward to being broken in fear and at a loss. The strange feeling of being forced to be dominated made an excitement surge in my body.

He succeeded again, as I expected, right in my home, on the bed where my husband and I usually have sex, his hands were unscrupulous, playing with my body like playing with an object, he said very dirty words, invading my body in an almost perverted posture, I struggled under his body, and then let him continue to ravage me like a robber, it was like playing a game, he attacked, I defended, I retreated again and again in defense, occupied by him, and finally conquered by him, becoming his captive

I have fantasized about being conquered, but I have never fantasized about being conquered by a hooligan! I don’t know what kind of despicable blood flowing in my body, and I will enjoy being violated with no dignity! When he pulled my legs over and let me enter in an indecent posture, I actually felt a kind of pleasure beyond imagination! I completely abandoned my self-esteem and reserve, and no longer thought that I was so lewd and obscene. I was forced, and it was him who forced me to do it... But only I know that I gained unparalleled excitement from it!

I couldn't imagine that I was obsessed with him playing with my vagina. When his hands spread open my labia and stared at me carefully, I looked ashamed on the surface, but I felt urged to lift my lower body in my heart, and even longed for his face to touch...

As soon as he left, I immediately regretted it! The huge guilt made me confused and helpless. I love my family, my husband, and my children. I can't imagine where I would go if I left all this? I dare not imagine how terrible the consequences would be if I was discovered! Reason told me not to do this, told me that I should refuse, told me that I was depraved, but I couldn't suppress the desire to vent my heart...

Since that day, I have never been calm for a day. Before the words come back, he comes over almost every day. I have never experienced such intensive sexual mischief. He rapes me in different positions and teases me with different filthy words. Those words that sound heart-beating and blushing can easily tease my sexual desire. I became a greedy slut. Every day, life is waiting for him to come, and then playing with me in various ways. He shows his hooliganism, shameless and obscene, but makes me addicted to it and can't extricate myself.

I don't understand why I suddenly became so crazy! I was even so crazy that I was afraid of myself! Once he came over and I was holding Jia Jia. He actually touched my lower body while teasing my daughter and even stuffed my hand into his crotch to touch his penis. He poked the thing directly between my legs without shame. I thrust him like sex, but I didn't prohibit him at all. I just carefully protected my daughter's face and prevented her from seeing that terrible and crazy scene!

The last night he was there, Jiajia suddenly woke up, he was still moving on me, Jiajia was scared to tears, I paniced and hugged her naked. At that moment, I cried out in shame! I pushed him out of the room and never let him enter the house again

Two days later, he asked me to go to Na's residence and said that I would give me a new experience. I didn't want to go there. I had an indescribable resistance to that woman. He told me not to be afraid. In his heart, I am the most important woman. Na is just a toy.

I went, although I knew to him, I was just a doll

There were a few women in the room, all naked. I was surprised that I didn't know any of these women except Na, but I was a little surprised. I wanted to go back, but he pulled him away. He took off my clothes in front of several women until he took them naked and was stripped naked in front of several women. The feeling was more like being completely exposed on the street. I was so ashamed that my whole body was trembling. He put a dog collar on Na, and then let another woman hold it in the living room and climb to the balcony! The sun shines on her, shining with dazzling white. The woman held a whip in her other hand, and whipped her hips from time to time. Every time she whipped, a long whip mark appeared on her buttocks.

He asked me to sit on a chair and watched. I was so scared that he would treat me like Na! The other women seemed to be used to all this, without any strange expressions. Tong asked two of them to wear black leather underwear, and a dildo like a man's penis was connected to the crotch of the underwear. He asked one of them to come over and lie in the middle of my legs to kiss my vagina. The atmosphere in the living room made me feel unreal and absurd, as if I was dreaming.

He asked the woman to penetrate me with a dildo, and then squatted beside him and looked at me, while stroking my thighs and breasts with his hands. He told me that you want to be a queen! If you want to be a queen now, I am dizzy and feel suffocating. I don’t even know that I refuse. After a while, I said I don’t want to do this. Please let me go back and he looked at me from bottom to top, laughing and said: Don’t you want to see? OK, then I won’t let you see

He took a blindfold and put it on, then stroked my breasts with his hands, pinched my nipples, sometimes slapped my thighs and buttocks hard, and finally masturbated with his hands.

When I can't see things, I feel inexplicably fear. I can only use my body to feel his movements on me lightly and heavily, making me feel like a piano. When someone is playing, my body becomes very sensitive. A gentle touch will cause a deep response in my body. Soon I feel like I am wet below. I feel like he is standing in front of me, holding my hand and holding his penis, then letting the penis beneath me, gently saying in my ear, you send it in, you send it in yourself

Putting a man's penis into his body with his own hands. The shame made my heart beat violently, my temples were aching faintly, and my whole body fell into a state of close to collapse.

I did as he said, and felt his penis was particularly hard, as if he was more excited than before, he twitched for a while and pulled it out again, then kissed my face, kissed my ears, bited my nipples, and kept stroking my body with both hands for a while and stood in front of me again, then asked me to grab his penis with my hand and continued to tell me that you sent it in by yourself, I want to watch you send it in by yourself

This process was repeated for a long time. He seemed to have been particularly long that day, and he had no intention of ejaculation. He hummed excitedly like a pig. His voice was much louder than usual. While he was thrusting, he also asked those women to caress me together. He rubbed those dildos on my legs and arms. I don’t know how many hands were stroking me, and I don’t know how many mouths were kissing me. I could feel touched, kissed and licked low everywhere on my body... I became particularly excited, and my whole body was twisting and trembling!

I don’t know how long it took, but I felt that it was longer than ever before. When he took off my blindfold, the sunlight had already shot in from the balcony. My legs were covered with semen, flowing onto a large pool of chairs, and even my legs were covered with a lot. I have never seen a man ejaculate so much semen, which was so much that I was surprised...

That day I did experience the satisfaction I never felt, but I felt guilty in my heart to die! I was completely degenerated into a slut! I had no shame, I only knew that after pursuing pleasure, I never promised him to attend such a party again. Although the excitement was unforgettable, I had an indescribable fear...