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Chapter 14

13days ago Urban Novels 3
Su Qing turned around, had a pack of cigarettes in her hand, and threw one for me. Then she lit one by herself, took a deep breath, leaned against the table, and said: It's not for excitement, it's boring

I put the cigarette back on the bed and didn't want to discuss such a topic with her, but after hearing her answer, I suddenly felt annoyed in my heart and said: What do you mean by saying this? Bored? Do you betray your own marriage just because you are bored? What will your husband think? What will your child think?

My husband?

Su Qing had a shocked expression on her face, and then she felt relieved: Oh, I forgot to tell you, I am alone now, my husband? I haven't heard anyone mention the word husband in front of me for a long time. Until now, I have been divorced for more than seven years! Children? If there were any, they might not have reached this point today.

If it weren't for everything I heard just now, looking at her calm and peaceful appearance, it would be hard to imagine that there would be a man willing to give up on such an elegant and extraordinary woman.

I was silent. She was single. No matter how she lived, I had no right to blame her. But I always felt a sense of depression in my heart, as if I was looking at a piece of jade, kicked into the gutter covered with cockroaches, but you didn't wrong me either

Su Qing blew the ash, pressed her temple with the thumb of her other hand, and rubbed it slowly

The milky white fingers appear and disappear in the middle of the hair, making me a little stunned. The fingers are very beautiful, like peeled and washed onion segments, slender, delicate, smooth and round

I did divorce because of an extramarital affair, otherwise, I would have been a woman who lives very happy in the eyes of others. At that time, I was like a princess, proud, willful, arrogant, at home, my husband spoiled me; at work, the leader valued me, and all the male doctors were around me

Happiness is actually a drug. You need to continuously increase the dose to continue to feel that way. Sometimes, you have already gotten a lot, but you are still not satisfied. I want more. At that time, I met a man, a man with ordinary appearance, vulgar behavior, and always smiling on his face.

I like to dance because I have a good figure, so I dance very well, but I never dance at home. I like to twist my body in the crowd in the dance hall, and then attract the eyes of the people around me. It was an indescribable feeling, a sense of accomplishment, a show-off and show my ex-husband doesn't like going to the dance hall, nor does he like me to go. He is the perfect type of man. He doesn't smoke, drink, and play mahjong. He is considerate and family-oriented. He took over the factory at a young age. Although it is not a scale, he is also very good at managing. We have nothing to lack, with a car, a house, and a wealthy life. He lives a proud and energetic spirit.

I met him in the dance hall, it was ridiculous. I paid attention to him, because he ignored me, when I danced, all men would pay attention to me, and sometimes even stopped to watch, only he never looked at me, as if I was transparent and not within his sight until one day, he invited me to dance, and I danced with him without hesitation, and from that day onwards, I only accepted his invitation for three consecutive days, and everyone else refused

I got on the fourth day after I knew him. I never thought I would cheat or betray my family. But sometimes people are very strange. I knew that I could not do anything and should not do it, but I just couldn't control my body. That day, he sent me home. He was on the stairs downstairs of my house and hugged me. He didn't care about my opposition or resistance at all. He was so rude that he was like a bandit who couldn't explain why. When his hand reached into my skirt, I was afraid and a strange excitement. He was like a possessed woman lying on the handrail of the stairs for him to do it. He was like a slut lying on the handrail of the stairs for him.

I didn't even think that he didn't even wear condoms. My husband was waiting for me upstairs. There were people walking downstairs on the road outside. He seemed to care nothing. He made a loud noise. He grabbed my breasts with both hands and pulled the buttons of his bra. The man was neither strong nor long-lasting. He felt very gentle before, but at that time he was like a beast, as if he was about to tear me up. He ejaculated in just a few minutes. After that, he used his fingers to pick me under him and smeared the liquid on my mouth. The smell of semen made me sick, but I didn't even hide, so he let him apply semen on his face.

I was still trembling when he tied his pants. I didn't know if it was because of fear or anger. It was chilly. It seemed that the wind blew from there and it came into my body. He pulled off the underwear that had been taken to my legs and wiped it down, then put it in his pocket, hugged my head and kissed me on the forehead, and said, "You have so much water! Your pussy is so tight! After fucking you this time, you can take my head away." I went back that day and cried secretly, but I didn't know why I cried. Maybe I regret it, maybe I just thought I should have such a reaction.

Su Qing snatched out the cigarette butt in her hand and took out another cigarette, but she didn't lit it, playing around with her fingers.

Her head was drooping very low, her hair was scattered, covering her eyes, and her white and clean face had no expression, as if she was telling someone else's story

When I heard this, I found that my body had already reacted. During the process of her talk, I didn't realize that maybe because this woman was standing in front of me, I could completely imagine what was happening on the stairs at that time.

Take a deep breath, then move your body uneasyly to get rid of the stimulation that those words gave me

Do you drink water?

Su Qing asked me casually and went to pick up the water bottle

She asked naturally, as if the man I had known for a day was originally a member of this room, or even her husband

Don't drink

She poured herself a cup, then sat by the bed holding the cup. The room was very hot, but she held the water cup with both hands, her body tightening, very much like a little girl keeping warm.

It was quiet outside, and there was no sound of wind blowing, as if there were only two of us in the whole building

I could completely reject him. In the corridor, I could even sue him for rape, but I did nothing. Before entering the house, I carefully sorted out my messy clothes to prevent my husband from seeing anything strange. I was so stupid. Looking back now, what I was afraid of was not actually hurting my husband's feelings, nor was I worried that he would not forgive me. I was just because of pride. At that time, I thought I could control everything around me. When this happened, the only thing I didn't want to face was actually a word my husband might say to me. Maybe he wouldn't say at all. In my mind, I kept thinking that he would say to me: I told you that I wouldn't let you go out, you don't listen, look, something happened finally now.

Is it ridiculous? You must not believe it, but I just thought so! I didn't think that man was hateful, and I didn't even think he would pose a threat to me. On the contrary, recalling his crazy behavior at that time, it actually made me feel like I was loved. The men I knew, including my husband, treated me like a goddess. No one dared to molest my body so rudely and obscenely. He violated me like a gangster, but I was so wet under me at that time. When he rubbed and even pulled out my breasts, I almost moaned. I even wanted him to ravage me with more harsh means. I was also surprised and even a little scared. I didn't know why I was so crazy in my heart.

I didn't go to that dance hall for several days. I thought this matter could end there. As long as I adjust my behavior pattern, my life will return to normal trajectory. I am still a qualified wife and a princess who is envied by others. What I lost is just a hobby. I didn't think he would come to me, but he dared to come to me! But he came, without any scruples and unscrupulously, and went straight to my house to wait for me downstairs.

I don't want him to appear in my life again, and I don't want others to see me having any connection with him. I didn't realize at all that night that a strange bond has developed between this man and me. No matter how hard I struggle, I can't get him away from my life. I went to a theater with him. I planned to steadily solve his entanglement with me. The people on the stage were performing. I felt that I was performing too. I tried to maintain a superior momentum and conceal my tension with a calm expression. I tried to convince him to give up the idea of ​​harassing me, and at the same time I imply that his situation was actually awful

As a result, I was pulled behind the curtain by him, and there was a huge black curtain hanging from the theater to block the sun. It was an external door, temporarily sealed. The locked door was equipped with craft glass. The kind that could be seen through the light but could not be seen clearly, and he pushed my face outward and stroked it. You could see the shaking of figures outside. The afternoon sun shone through the glass on my face, and there was a kind of burning heat.

I was pressed on the glass, and he inserted it from behind without taking off his pants. I could even feel the zipper on his pants rubbing against his skin. There were constant applause and laughter coming from the other side of the curtain. The noise of speech, I was so nervous that I was almost suffocated, my mind was blank, as if I was standing on the edge of a cliff, and I could fall down at any time, but he was not worried at all. He was shaking behind me like a dog, hitting the glass door making a loud noise.

He is a madman, I never knew there would be such crazy people in this world! My hand grabbed the chain lock wrapped around the door handle, trying not to make too loud noises, but I had the urge to shout, the impulse raging in my chest and someone came over outside, standing very close, his shadow fell on the glass, and even the outline of the frame of the glasses was visible. The palpitations and fear completely enveloped me, making me feel naked and being watched. I have never had that kind of experience. When he ejaculated, I didn't feel it at all, I only knew that the middle of my legs was wet.

The last time he hit, he was very strong. The door and lock shook at the same time, making a loud sound. The people outside were startled and retreated suddenly. I also shouted. The sound was very sharp, which scared me. At that time, the pleasure suddenly came, like a tide, and my whole body was trembling, and my man was paralyzed

He still used his fingers to pick my underneath, and wrote the word "love" on the glass door with semen, and then said to me, "I love you", saying that when I love you, I didn't exist, only my penis was left

You must think I'm very lewd, right? You only knew me today, but I said these words to you

Su Qing moved backwards, put her legs away, bent her knees and wrapped her arms around her, staring blankly at the water cup in her hand, a trace of fatigue flashed in her eyes

She pursed her lips, as if she was thinking about something, and she seemed to be unable to remember something.

My man stood there, not knowing what to say for a moment. The woman in front of me surprised me. I don’t know how she had the courage to tell me these unspeakable privacy. I never thought that there would be someone who would face me so openly!

She clearly said something so lewd and ridiculous, but she still looks spotlessly clean

Our problem was never solved. Every time we met, I was negotiating with him, and it was the process of convinced him to give up on me, but the result was a crazier and more chaotic sex every time I left, I would say to him: 'This is the last time, don't come to see me again in the future' But it won't take long, the same cycle is still unstoppable, including cafes, cinemas, libraries, parks, and even on my bed and the bathroom of the hospital! As long as he is there, there will be endless sex

He would ask me to put on the most beautiful clothes, and then try to have sex with me in a place where there are people, pull out my panties from the clothes, and let me get back with the semen that keeps flowing out. I feel like I'm addicted to drugs. Although I feel guilty towards my husband, I can't help but approach the man

I was caught by my husband at home. At that time, he was wearing my husband's clothes and sat in the position where my husband usually sat watching TV. Then he put on the most beautiful makeup, sat naked on his legs and seduced him. The next one was our wedding photo.

I asked for a divorce. After a big fuss, although I was unwilling to leave my husband, I knew how much harm he had suffered, he was a normal person, but I was hopeless. I was completely lost in the world of lust, dragging him down, and the two people who were destroyed in the end must be two people. I didn't plan to marry this man who made me deviate from my life trajectory. I knew he was a devil, and I would be deviled with him, but I just couldn't help but be unable to resist.

The ex-husband remarried soon, and I was completely relieved. I no longer worried about being discovered and no longer needed to sneak. But I suddenly couldn't find pleasure! It was strange that I had no desire for him at this time. No matter what occasion or what method to stimulate him, I could not feel the fatal temptation that once made my soul tremble. Soon, the man also left. He said he loved me, and he said that he left because he loved me, because he could no longer be happy. He said: 'How about you get married, we will have an affair when you get married' I started to change men, doctors, policemen, students and even beggars. I developed a pathological greed for men. I repeated the days day after day, one after another, burying myself under the man, sucking the man's semen like a leech. I became more noble, more beautiful, and more dazzling than before, attracting and seducing more men like a magnet. I felt like I had become a demon, like the man who turned me into a demon.

One day I was walking alone on the street and saw my ex-husband and his wife from afar, walking across the street with the child in my arms. I suddenly remembered my love with him, and my heart was so painful that I stood in the crowd and cried loudly that day I drank a lot of wine and drank until very late. When I woke up the next day, I found myself lying in the holly bushes by the roadside with a few dogs around me

I suddenly felt like these stray dogs, homeless and as empty as a wandering soul in the wilderness. I spoke to the dogs, talked for a long time, and then decided to give up my desire and rebuild my own world, I said to them: 'You are my witness. If one day you see me lying here again, please take me away like a corpse!' I have become infamous. Everyone around me knows that I am a slut, and everyone knows that I am the best. Every woman treats me as an enemy, afraid that my men will approach me for the years. I tried to change people's impression of me, but it's useless. Gradually, I got used to it. Although I still envy those women who have good men, and although I still long to hug a man without any desire, it's probably a luxury! If it weren't for her current appearance, even a man like that just now wouldn't have any more.

I was so thrilled that I felt chill in my heart. The previous desires disappeared, only Pity's mercy was left.

If she hadn't told me in person, she would have imagined that such an almost weird lust entanglement would have happened to such a beautiful and dignified woman of my age!

Su Qing stretched out the water cup in her hand to me and said: I've told you a story for a long time. Pour a glass of water for me, it's the reward you should pay for when you listen to the story.

I got up and picked up the water bottle. She held the water cup in both hands, waiting like a child who was begging for candy, and she was a little shy.

After pouring the water, she put the water bottle back and saw that she was still holding the water cup and gently blowing the heat coming out of it.

A hairpin on her head that didn't have a bang was crooked, hanging from the ends of her hair like a sloth. I didn't think about it, so I naturally reached out to straighten her and straightened her. Don't do it again.

She was a little surprised and looked up at me, suddenly became particularly quiet, and said in a low voice: Thank you

Such an action seemed more like a couple between men and women. The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. I also noticed something was wrong and a little embarrassed. I said: I want to... leave, thank you for being willing to say these words to me. Even if others have any prejudice against you, I will treat you as a friend...

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She smiled and said: In exchange, you should always tell me the reason for the fight today, right?

My heart suddenly sank and became silent

My man stood in front of her, looking down at her long shiny hair, and suddenly remembered Yan, which was somewhat similar!

His scalp tingled and he said to himself: "Yan will never do it, Yan will not be like her." He felt a vague fear, and he was lost as if he had lost something. His mind was a little confused. He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he stood there in a daze.

Su Qing suddenly reached between my legs and touched her penis

I was startled and took a big step back to look at her

I didn't expect this and could not accept it at all

Su Qing looked into my eyes calmly and said: I just want to know if you have a desire for me. If there is anything, if you don’t dislike me, I… can consider helping you…get it hot.’ She smiled and continued: ‘But I prefer listening to my stories without desire. You know now. It’s great… not hard at all! Then… just like this, like a friend, hug me! As she said, she opened her arms and looked at me