My Affair Diary (Martial Arts Science Fiction Adult Novel)

People often say "a talented man and a beautiful woman", and the "talent" here usually refers to ability and knowledge. But today meat

In a society full of lust, sometimes a man's talent is only reflected in his mouth and his penis.

If you have to be sweet-tongued and talented, you can not only win over the rich girl, but also be her soft-spoken king and her lover.

The holy hand, with women on both sides, lived a life of luxury and debauchery...

Before the return of Hong Kong to China in 1997, my wife and I had applied to immigrate to Canada because we have many acquaintances there. If that fails, we will choose Australia.

If an immigrant does not know English, he is like a mute.

My wife is a college student, so her English is not a problem, but mine is poor. In order to learn English well, I had to go to an English cram school to "cram".

My wife smiled and said to me, "You are going to the English College to study English. I hope you will not use the tutoring as an excuse to look for women. If I find out, I will never forgive you."

I responded to her: "You were so jealous when we were newly married, I didn't expect you are still like this now, I admire you."

She said: "You are handsome, tall and strong. I am worried about you wherever there are women."

In fact, her concern is correct, because in her eyes, I am not a husband who is loyal to love.

In the second year of our marriage, I had an extramarital affair without telling her and secretly lived with a new female artist at the TV station. However, she found out half a year later.

She said to me at the time: "I can forgive you for being unfaithful once, but if you do it a second time, you will be fired immediately as the director and general manager. I hope you will take care of yourself."

I knew her character, and she was definitely not joking when she warned me.

In fact, I am where I am today entirely thanks to the saying "a husband's status depends on his wife". Her father started out in real estate and construction, and I was a clerk in her father's company at the time. Who would have thought that by "accident", two years later, I would hook up with her.

Since she was the only daughter, her father took great care to train me after we got married. In just one year,
I was promoted from director, assistant manager, manager to general manager.

At the end of last year, her father, seeing that he was getting old, brought me into the board of directors and became the director and general manager of the company.

Although I don't really believe in fate, the fact is that I can't help but believe in it.

There are many English schools in Hong Kong. The one I attended had first-rate teachers.

I am the oldest in the class, but I get along well with other male and female classmates, mainly because I am a more outgoing person. After school, we go to karaoke nightclubs in a group, and I pay for it every time. When they know that I am the director and general manager of the company, they are even more friendly. Some female classmates even take the initiative to get close to me, making me feel like a "prince".

On the night when Hong Kong's sovereignty was officially returned, I attended a classmate's birthday party. Many of the girls in my class also attended.
They were all young women in their twenties, and they all vied to invite me to dance and took the initiative to "show their love" to me.

One of my classmates is called Sarah. I have a special liking for her. She works in the public relations department of a hotel. She has a very cheerful personality and a bold style. She dresses very seductively in class, often wearing a low-cut T-shirt with a short skirt, which is very tempting.

Because she is beautiful and has a hot body, I have a special liking for her. I have watched two movies with her alone. During the movies, she always took the initiative to throw herself into my arms, and was as enthusiastic as a "fireball".

When the dance was about to end, she suddenly snuggled up to me, and under the dim light, I realized that she was topless. The pair of "headlights" on her chest were as firm as "bamboo shoots", not very big, just the kind that can be held in one hand.

She knew that her beauty was exposed, but she was not embarrassed at all. I put my hand inside and touched her for a while, then she moved her cherry lips close to my ear and said, "Shall we have sex?"

I was a little flattered at once. I couldn't believe that she actually took the initiative to tease me.

As a result, I nodded to her silently, and we both slipped out quietly and hailed a taxi at the door.
Go straight to the motor villa.

After entering the room, she seemed to be very familiar with the environment of the villa. When she took off the thin dress, I was stunned by her "bamboo shoot breasts". The color of her areola was pink, and the two nipples were protruding. I couldn't help but reach out and touch her a few times.

She smiled and said, "Why, do you like it?"

I nodded and said, "It's so cute, not too big or too small, just like two small pyramids."

As I said this, I bent over and kissed it a few times. I smelled a fragrant scent. I knew she didn't wear any perfume. This scent,
It comes from her body fragrance.

At this time, I moved my eyes down again, and I saw that the underwear she was wearing was smaller than a triangular napkin, but the quality was definitely high quality.

Her "big forest" seemed unwilling to be confined in that small piece of silk cloth, especially the upper part, which was revealed like "raging hair standing on end".

Seeing that I was so engrossed in watching her, she immediately and carefully took off her panties, and the "inverted triangle" shaped "black forest" was now fully presented in front of my eyes. Although it was dense, it was not at all disordered. I suspected that this "black forest" was often trimmed by hand, otherwise it would never be so neat.

However, I no longer had time to think about this, because the "thing" between my legs had turned into a "wrathful King Kong". So I took off my jeans and displayed the "thing" in front of her. Unexpectedly, she showed no fear of this seven and a half inch long cock, and gave her a seductive smile as if she wanted to swallow it.

In a flash, our lips were connected and my hands were constantly moving all over her body. Her skin was smoother than my wife's. Although her "Black Forest" was dense, it was not prickly at all and felt as soft as silk.

At this moment, she pulled her tongue back into her mouth and said, "What do you want to do with me?"

What nonsense! Why bother asking? I said to her, "If my stomach could hold it, I would eat you."

She laughed loudly and said, "Come on, I'll let you eat me."

As she said this, she lowered herself down, half kneeling and half squatting on the ground, holding my cock and tasting it bite by bite. Her "swallowing technique" amazed me, and her cherry mouth at this time was like a living carp's mouth, which made my soul fly to the sky.

It seemed that both of us were born to be lustful. We even abandoned the water bed and just lay on the ground and had sex.

Although I later found out that she was no longer a virgin, the tightness and overlapping feelings of her "jade gate" were still there.
But it makes me feel like I am in a fairyland.

The most amazing thing is that when I first pushed forward, she was gritting her teeth and making "Umm...ah" sounds. It was really annoying. If I were a virgin, I would definitely not be able to withstand her obscene noises and words.

We first adopted the man on top and the woman on the bottom, and because the floor was relatively flat and hard, I could reach her deepest with every thrust. I could feel that "thing" had hit her cervix, and she kept moaning "Uh-oh" and her hips rose and fell.

After about five or six minutes, she suddenly flipped over and soon sat on me, using the "sitting on the lap and swallowing the stick" move, clamping my "thing" and sucking it tightly.

She kept swaying as if she wanted to shake my thing off, but also as if she wanted it to go in a little further. She tried hard to match its rhythm. This technique is something my wife doesn't understand. There is really a difference between a skilled and a poor hand.

Just when I was about to have an orgasm, she suddenly jumped up, clamped her legs around my waist, and then gently pushed my upper body down. She used her upper arms to bend her body backwards. She was so careful that our upper bodies lay in a rectangle on the carpet, but my "thing" was still tightly inserted in her body.

At this moment, everything seemed to have stopped, but my "thing" was still raised angrily, and the urge to explode had temporarily slowed down. I didn't know if she knew how to use her internal strength, but I could feel that "thing" was being sucked and sucked by a magical force at this moment. This feeling was something I had never experienced in my life.

We appear to be still, but in fact, our two secret weapons are still in operation, just invisible to the naked eye.

After a long time, maybe five or six minutes, she suddenly flipped over. She moved very quickly and sat on me, kneeling on my waist with her legs spread apart. Then she used the "sitting horse and swallowing the stick" move, and my "thing" was squeezed into her "jade cave" again in an instant.

She used her right hand to support her body, and her left hand reached behind her buttocks flexibly and skillfully, as if she was afraid that my "little brother" would be naughty and playful and stretch his head to look out.

Her plump buttocks were moving up and down constantly at this time, making me feel indescribable satisfaction.

We entangled like this for more than ten minutes, and she paused again to let my "little brother" catch his breath. She skillfully leaned forward with her upper body, and her firm "bamboo shoot" breasts were hanging on my lips. She whispered, "Don't you want to bite it? Now you can bite it, it's delivered to your lips!"

She urged me like this, as if it was an order. In this situation, I had no choice but to obey, so I opened my mouth and
I licked it gently with my tongue, then put it in my mouth. When I felt nervous, I subconsciously bit it lightly.

I don't know whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, but she kept moaning intermittently, which made me feel so excited. I didn't feel tired at all. It might be that the impulsive excitement supported me. The pleasure and satisfaction I felt was indescribable.

At this moment, she suddenly pulled her upper body together and pressed her whole body against me. I felt her whole body was burning and her temperature seemed to be rising. Her arms also had goose bumps. According to my experience, although she had tried sex before, her physiological reaction in pursuit of life had not diminished.

I couldn't help biting her nipple hard, and then pulling it hard, she screamed loudly: "Oh, you are asking for death,
Do you want to bite my nipple off?"

She then leaned back, sat up, rubbed her nipples with her hands, and said, "Are you a sadist?"

I smiled and said, "I was too nervous. I was so careless when I was in love. I hope you don't mind."

She laughed, glanced at me, and used both hands to push her messy and wild hair upwards, then smiled and said to me, "Let's continue."

I nodded and said, "Okay."

She immediately shook her lower limbs, and this time, it seemed that she was absolutely unwilling to let me go. I saw her moving up and down thirty or forty times in a row. As a result, my "little brother" couldn't resist and finally ejaculated.

Before I could savor the pleasure of the explosion, she had already lowered her body. This time she didn't kiss me or ask me to lick her nipples. Instead, she buried her head between my legs and half-forced my "little brother" into her mouth. Sometimes she stayed still, just exhaling vigorously through her penis, and sometimes she used her little tongue to circle the head of my "little brother".

After a fierce battle, my "little brother" had softened, but after her oral skills, within fifteen minutes, it was getting active again.

Only then did I realize that she had a preference for my "little brother" and understood its character very well.
As if she were a personality psychologist who knew its predictions very well, I couldn't help but ask her:

"Sarah, you're not good enough."

She nodded and said, "This is just one time, this is not my style..."

I was surprised and said, "You have such a big appetite. I really misjudged you."

She shot me a look with her eyes, but didn't say anything. She just continued to use her oral skills to make my "thing"
Keep your head up.

My hands were not to be outdone, and they wandered around her "jade cave", but not as a demonstration, but to give her love.

After stroking it for a while, I couldn't help but lean over to kiss it and lick it, treating it as red lips and sucking it hard into my mouth.

She finally couldn't stand my "tongue skills" anymore, and she screamed continuously, trembling all over. Then she moved her plump buttocks as far back as possible, and grabbed her breasts tightly with both hands, grabbing them hard, and then rubbing and squeezing them as if she wanted to tear them off.

When I saw her swinging like this, I picked her up from the ground and walked over to the water bed.

We both entangled on the water bed, tossing and turning. It seemed like a "tug of war", but in fact it was not, because these two "meat worms" were entangled together like two "fried dough sticks".

We stayed like this for more than ten minutes, then we both fell on the water bed, using the turbulence of the water bed to save some energy, and then returned to the man on top and woman on the bottom position.

After a long round of thrusting, I couldn't hold on any longer and suddenly my whole body trembled. I knew something was wrong and I finally "exploded".

A burst of pleasure gave me immense satisfaction.

Sarah looked at me blankly, she smiled and said:

"We finally scored twice. You must be very tired."

I stroked her hair and said, "What about you? Aren't you tired? You look soaked."

She reached out and wiped the juice off her body and said, "Actually, I'm exhausted too."

We then lay on the water bed to rest, panting and reminiscing. She snuggled in my arms, licking and kissing my chest and chest hair with her tongue.

She is so naughty, just like a little girl, which makes me think she is so cute.

After this tryst with Sarah, we agreed to have fun at the motor home twice a week, with the dates set on Tuesdays and Fridays.

Sarah asked me why I couldn't have her all week. I told her frankly, "I have a wife. My wife is very fierce and jealous."

"Are you afraid of her?" she questioned me.

I had to confess to her: "She is my rice boss, and her father is the chairman of the company. If she finds out that I am having an affair and that I am having an affair with you, I will lose my position as director and general manager, and she will fire me.
Divorced me. "

Sarah finally understood and stopped forcing me, and continued to have an affair with me naturally.

But every time, I was very nervous, afraid that my wife would find out.

Last Friday, after Sarah and I scored twice, I looked very tired. Sarah laughed and said:

"Why, are you tired?"

I nodded and replied, "Yes, in this battle, we are indeed equally matched."

Sarah smiled and told me that she would bring a good girlfriend with her next Tuesday, so I could kill two birds with one stone. Thank you for sharing. I appreciate it. It has become a habit to visit here every day.