Wine Seduction (Martial Arts Science Fiction Adult Novel)

I thought I had suddenly grown up because I really wanted to have sex with men. Yes, I drank that night, but I had drunk before and had been drunk before, but I never thought about men, and I still maintained my virginity. But that night I suddenly missed it very much.
I went into the bathroom and called Peter on my cell phone.
I said, "Peter, I've had a lot to drink!"
Peter could tell that my tone was a little unusual, so he was very concerned and said, "Are you okay? Where are you? I'll pick you up!"
I giggled and said, "I just want you to pick me up! Come quickly! I'm at the Pink Panther Bar, just wait for me at the door!"
I hung up and made another call. The call was to William Huang, and I said, "William, it's me, Xiao Bing!"
He was very nervous and asked hurriedly, "Xiao Bing, where are you?"
What happened was, he was waiting for me at a table in the Pink Panther. He brought me here and we talked about business matters. I had two drinks and suddenly missed men, so I hid in the bathroom and called Peter. William is also a man, but he is not the man I like. Peter is the man, so I went to find Peter.
I lied, "I've already gone home...
I was drunk...
I vomited all over the floor and left by myself! ….
Oh, headache! "
William Huang said: "You...
You can't just walk away like this! "
"I….
I know….
Sorry…uh….
Uh… we can’t talk about this! "I said this and hung up.
I couldn't help laughing, and at the same time I felt sorry for William Huang. In fact, the bathroom was very close to his desk, but he thought I had left. This is particularly true in the age of mobile phones, where you never know where the person calling is physically located.
My whole body felt like it was on fire, and my nipples and vagina felt a little itchy. My nipples wanted to be touched, and my vagina wanted to be penetrated. But this problem cannot be solved by anyone except Peter. Peter is my boyfriend, and I used to think he wasn't the best choice. Yes, he touched me. Once, we were drunk and stopped the car to talk in the dark. He kissed me and I was confused and didn't stop his hands from moving. I was wearing a low-cut evening dress that time, and his hand easily slipped into my chest and played with my nipples. He then reached under my skirt and touched my vagina. As he was touching me, I became confused, and I let his fingers enter the edge of my panties and touch my vulva directly. He found my clitoris and kept touching me until I reached orgasm. Thinking back on it a long time later, that climax was really comfortable, but at the time I felt disgusted because he touched my private parts without my invitation and made me reach orgasm. Afterwards, he even asked me to have sex with him, which really made him feel ecstatic. I responded by slapping him hard in the face and yelling, "I never want to see you again!" Then I grabbed my handbag, opened the car door, got out and ran. I ran to the main road, hailed a taxi and went home. After that, Peter used various methods to beg me for three months before I agreed to resume contact with him, but I made it clear that he was not allowed to do that again. Looking back many years later, I think I was too harsh. The problem is that I am a very strong character person and I like to control every situation. My orgasm was no longer under my control, but was controlled by him. The slower his fingers moved, the less pleasure I felt. If he stopped, I would not reach orgasm, and this made me very angry. Thinking back on it, that climax was indeed very intense and made me feel like I was in ecstasy. I also thought that not all enjoyable things are under your full control. For example, when you go to a restaurant to enjoy a delicious meal, although you order the dishes, you can't cook them yourself, right?
This time, I really wanted a man, so I asked Peter to be the man. The situation was under my control, right?
I stayed in the bathroom for a while, soaking up the water dripping from my vagina with toilet paper, and then called Peter again. He said, "I'm on my way. I'm driving. You'll be there soon!"
I mentioned a street corner as the meeting point, slipped out of the restroom, and went out the back door of the bar. When we reached the intersection, Peter's car also arrived. He stopped, I got in, and he drove away. Poor William Huang was left alone, and perhaps he will never know what really happened.
I hugged Peter's neck tightly, kissed his face and bit his ear. Although I am a virgin, I am very interested in listening to my girlfriends talk about their flirting techniques, and I understand what they mean. I am a proactive woman, and now that I have the need, it is very interesting to use them. Peter was in such a mess that he wanted to shake me off but couldn't bring himself to do so with great force. He said, "Are you crazy? You're going to crash!"
I continued, biting his ear and said, "You always say I'm not enthusiastic. Now that I'm enthusiastic, you say it's not good."
Peter said, "Okay, but can you just be patient and figure it out when you get home?"
I said, "I don't want to go home. I can't be enthusiastic in crowded places. I want to go to a place where there are no other people. You take me there!"
"Okay! Okay! Okay! But...
But don't do it! "Peter was in a panic because my hand had already reached under his T-shirt, stroking his chest and playing with the two protruding nipples. My girlfriends all say that this is a killer move. Once the nipples are played with, a man’s penis will become hard, and his reaction will be stronger than that of a woman. And now it is true. I can see a bulge in the middle of the crotch of his jeans.
This car has an automatic transmission, but it seems like it has an extra shifter.
I even reached out and played with her through her jeans. It was a miracle that Peter didn't crash the car.
Finally, he drove the car to where he was supposed to go. He knew where to go. It was a villa rented by the hour, also known as a love hotel. There was a small garden outside and cars could be driven in and parked in the parking spaces inside. Although I had never been to such a place, I had heard many girlfriends talk about it and I knew a lot about it.
He paid for the room, we went in and locked the door. I couldn't wait any longer and wrapped myself around him like an octopus, and we rolled around on the bed.
I tore off his clothes, and then I took off my clothes. At the same time, I didn't let him go because I was riding him.
I guess he really wanted to ask me why I became so enthusiastic, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear that if he asked me, I would change my mind and he wouldn't get it.
After we took off everything, I leaned over and kissed him. I kissed and licked his nipples, which made his thick penis extremely hard and throbbing. His hands were not idle either, touching me at three points. I would have been disgusted by this in the past, but it was different now that I was in the lead, which made me more excited. I kissed him, and when I kissed his penis, he pushed me and said, "How about taking a shower first?"
I understand that he is afraid of the bad smell, because his lower body has been in the underwear for a whole day and the smell must be very strong. If he were to kiss my lower body, I would also have this concern. But now I am not afraid. His smell is very strong, but I have feelings for him. It is the smell of strong sexual attraction.
I said, "Don't wash...
"Then I couldn't say anything because I had already held his glans in my mouth, and my mouth was full. The glans was very salty, but in a cute way. I know how to do it because a very open-minded girlfriend of mine taught me in detail and she even played a DVD of a short movie for us; I just had to learn how to do it. After sucking it a few times, it became clean and no longer salty. This made him stop talking about taking a bath. He was extremely excited and kept asking me to lie down. This was because he was eager to penetrate me, but he couldn't do it if I didn't lie down. I refused to let him. How could I let him decide?
He welcomed it and couldn't help himself. I was really afraid that he would ejaculate in my mouth, but I was reluctant to give up controlling him.
Later I raised my head, but still didn't let him go. I jumped up, straddled him, held his penis towards my vagina, and sat down at the same time. I've seen this move in a movie, where it's inserted as soon as you sit down. But since I had no practical experience, the insertion missed and his penis slipped into the crack of my buttocks behind me and rubbed my anus, which felt weird.
He gasped, "Let me do it!"
He is experienced, so I had to let him take the lead for the time being. He lifted my hips slightly, straightened his penis, and thrust it in. He pressed my pelvis on both sides to make me sit down, and it went all the way in at once. My mother, it's so long and hard, and thick enough to fill my mouth, and it's all inserted inside! I have another concern, which is my hymen. Will it hurt when it is pierced? But when I sat down, my vulva was pressed against his lower abdomen, and the pubic hair on both sides were entangled together. It must have been pierced. It seems that my hymen is only of a very thin type, and the resistance is negligible. So I started to move around with confidence, imitating the techniques I had learned in the movie and also the techniques I had learned on horseback riding. Wow, that’s so comfortable! The friction in and out, the swinging of the glans rubbing against my cervix, plus his hands holding my breasts and his thumbs rubbing my nipples, it was so comfortable, why didn't I enjoy such a pleasant experience earlier?
He kept looking at me, as if he didn't want to blink, but I had to close my eyes from time to time because of the strong feeling.
My sensations were rising higher and higher, almost until I was about to explode, when suddenly there was a slight pain that ruined the mood, and we all let out an "ah". It turned out that his movements were too intense, and his penis slipped out when he was pulling downwards, and when he thrust upwards again he lost aim, and his glans did not enter my vagina but hit the tender flesh next to it, and because of this collision his penis was also bent.
He stopped and held me, and I held him, and we both asked at the same time: "Does it hurt?" That's because we were all feeling a little pain.
We both shook our heads at the same time, thinking that it would only hurt for a while and we could still continue to enjoy it.
I quickly reached out to straighten his penis, and he said, "Be careful, go slower."
I righted myself and slowly lowered myself down, and it was in, all the way in, and we were fitting tightly together again, as tight as it could be. He finally asked, "Why are you like this tonight?"
I said, "I don't know, I just...
think….
"
Then I didn’t want to talk anymore, I just rode fast.
Finally, he exploded first. His penis became enlarged and hard. It trembled, and then I felt a hot stream burst into the deepest part of my vagina. His face was distorted with pleasure, and I also reached orgasm. My whole body was convulsing and my heart was so sweet that it seemed like it was going to explode. Then my whole body went limp and I fell on him like a ball of dough. He hugged me tightly, his penis still thrusting into me, panting and saying, "Let's get married!"
I said, "Well...
"I neither agreed nor denied it, but my heart was very sweet; this man still had to take responsibility after ejaculating in my vagina! And he didn't know that I had given him my hymen; who would have guessed that a virgin would be so proactive? But it’s not too late to tell him slowly later.
After a while, his penis softened and shrank and then withdrew.
I whispered, "I wonder if there's blood!"
He said, "Are you menstruating?"
I said, "No, my hymen..."
He was shocked and hugged me tighter: "Is this your first time?"
I said, "Yeah, I don't know what happened to me tonight...
"
He gently pushed me away so that I lay on my back. He sat up, spread my legs apart and looked at me carefully under the light. Now that I've already been penetrated by him, I'm not shy anymore. He said, "Well, a little." He pulled a piece of tissue from the tissue box on the bedside, pressed it on my vulva, and then brought it to my face. I saw some light red blood stains.
He added, "This is so precious, I will keep it as a souvenir!"
I slapped his hands: "Don't be silly, it's dirty!"
But he ignored what I said, folded the blood-stained tissue into small pieces, got out of bed, retrieved his jeans, put them in his pocket, and then walked back. Only then did I have the chance to see his naked body. He has a lot of pubic hair, some of which grows to his navel, which is similar to mine. His penis had become soft and shrunken, and it swayed softly as he walked back and forth, which was quite amusing. He returned to stand by the bed, his penis became hard again, standing upright with its head held high, and suddenly became much larger. He leaned over and kissed my nipple, sucking gently. "Let me do it again, please?"
I was like a thirsty person who had been given food and water. My hunger and thirst had been quenched, but I was still interested. I said, "This time you are on top!"
He jumped up, supported his body with his arms on top of me, used his knees to spread my legs apart, and thrust his hard penis into me. The large amount of vaginal fluid that had just been secreted was still there, so he inserted the entire penis into her at once. I couldn't help but let out an "ah". It was wonderful, filling me up completely, and the feeling was different from before; this time there was a strong man pressing on top, which was particularly beneficial psychologically. After all, women are physically weaker, and sometimes they like to be oppressed by a strong man.
Then I sprinted and sprinted with him. Oh, it was so beautiful. It was so long and so hard, and I didn't need to move. It was another realm. I orgasmed three times in a row, and finally he ejaculated, which triggered my last perfect orgasm. He was panting and half-lying on me (he was still supporting his upper body with his elbows), with his penis still inserted in my vagina.
Later, he said, "We didn't have time to use condoms!"
I said, “I hope it’s okay this time!”
He said, "I hope you get pregnant this time!"
"Stinky mouth! Stinky mouth!" I punched him on the back.
He laughed: "Then you have to marry me!"
As a result, I didn't get pregnant this time, but Peter and I started having regular sex. We used condoms every time, and I was on top first, followed by him. He said that it was too strenuous to ejaculate twice in a row, so he held it back and ejaculated when he was on top. He was the one who begged me every time, and I wasn’t as enthusiastic as I was the first time. I also tried drinking, but I didn't have the enthusiasm to pursue him. I have also discussed this with him, and he believes that it has something to do with the days between menstruation and drinking, as well as fate.
Then I met Ma Xiaoli, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. We had a cup of coffee together and I told her that I had offended William Huang and he refused to continue discussing the business that we had discussed. I said, "It was my fault. I was drinking with him and talking to him, but I hid in the bathroom and ran away in the middle of the conversation."
Ma Xiaoli said, "Did you suddenly miss a man so much that you went into the bathroom to make a phone call?"
My face got hot: "How did you know?"
She said, "You saw through him, didn't you? That time when he and I were drinking, I suddenly felt like I was on fire. I sneaked out to find my Tommy, and we fucked until dawn. I almost broke my vagina!"
I said, "You mean..."
Ma Xiaoli said, "He put drugs in the wine! I asked several people and they all said the same thing. It's like this when you drink with him!"
I suddenly realized that I no longer felt sorry for William Huang, and I even hated him. It would be so worthless if this beast enjoyed my virginity. It makes me sick just thinking about it! Maybe he succeeds sometimes, otherwise he wouldn't use this method over and over again. I hope he gets beaten to death one day!