Chapter 5: Drowning in lust

Perhaps because of the effects of alcohol, my body was also lightheaded and out of control. I couldn't see this man's face and body clearly, but somehow I still had the feeling that he was strangely attractive.

"Girl, I know you hear what I say." The man leaned close to my ear and whispered.

I frowned slightly and moved my body. It seemed he took it as a response from me, so he continued speaking.

"I'm a businessman, so I'm always concerned with losses and profits. You sneaked in here and made me lose an evening of rest. So, you need to compensate me proportionately for what I lost."

"Compensation... what?" I woke up a little, and whispered back.

"You."

I heard the sound of his belt being undone. Looks like he's stripping his clothes. I slowly opened my eyes, this time, I got a better look at him. A tall man... very tall... he wears a black suit... now he wears nothing... very nice and muscular body. I guess he must have been working out regularly. I wish I could see this man's face clearly, but my head hurts and my eyes are blurry.

"Wait... wait... Don't do that... I have a boyfriend." I tried to use my last composure to say this, both to convince him as well as myself.

"Really? Then maybe you should break up with him tomorrow. Because after tonight, you'll know there's a man who's better than your boyfriend."

The moment he said that, I knew I couldn't resist his fascination any longer. I left myself to him, letting my mind be overshadowed by sex.

That's right... I want to have sex with him.

After all the mixed emotions, I really needed a man's warmth.

The man's sister was very gentle, he did not violently tear my clothes, but slowly helped me to remove them one by one. He easily unbuttons my bra, then reaches in and squeezes them.

"Um... ah...ah..."

I groaned unconsciously. It turns out that making love with men is so much fun.

"I like your boobs."

He squeezes my breasts, then suddenly lowers his head and takes a nipple. My breasts are wet with his saliva, and the squirm sounds sexy. It feels a bit itchy, and also very irritating.

I reached out and touched his hair. This man has thick, jet-black hair, carefully combed with glue. I puffed out my chest slightly, accidentally allowing him to suck my boobs deep into his mouth. Next, this man touched my waist, he pinched lightly. I startled briefly and wiggled to get out of his hand.

"You're so sensitive."

The man burst out laughing, his low, sensual laugh enthralled me.

His hands roamed all over my body, but I didn't feel any hatred or rejection. Perhaps, his gentleness and tenderness when touching my body made me develop feelings for this man.

"Girl, where have you been today? You look like a playful and naughty little cat."

The man touched my wounds and stains, but he didn't blame me at all. He didn't touch my wounds, he kissed them instead. The sweetness and gentleness of this man made me lightheaded and happy. It turns out that being appreciated by men is a feeling like this.

My body started to feel hot.

The man slid his hand inside my panties and touched sensitive areas. I bit my lip softly, letting out uncontrollable moans. My breathing quickens as his fingers move faster.

"Slow...slowly..."

He deliberately ignored my pleas, pressing his finger down and rubbing it over and over again until a clear liquid came out from my little hole.

With just one finger, he made me orgasm for the first time in my life.

"Looks like you're ready." The man kissed me lightly on the cheek. "Before we do the 'adult' thing, I need to ask you first. Are you over 18?"

I suddenly wanted to laugh. This man is also very meticulous, before making love, he also has to ask if the other person is old enough. Perhaps he is afraid of the law with minors.

After I nodded, he took my red lips, sucked hard, then quickly pulled down my panties.

"Okay, then... I'll do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, I suddenly felt a sharp pain. My "place" is like being stretched, this painful feeling makes me uncomfortable. All the emotions of ecstasy and joy were gone, only panic and fear remained.

I struggled to push him away, but my strength was too small for this man, not to mention I was still drunk.

"This... is this your first time? Are you a virgin?"

The man seemed even more surprised than I was. He stopped when he saw a streak of red blood oozing out, his "thing" didn't move either.

"Sorry, I don’t know that. I was a bit rough and hurt you. I'll pay more attention."

The man kissed my forehead, then licked my cheeks, swallowing my tears. I gasped, trying to calm down. He is also waiting for me. His "thing" is hard, hot, and very loud. It makes my lower abdomen stretch.

The feeling of pain quickly passed, the man at this time slowly poked out and poked into my small hole.

He moves very gently, constantly observing my reaction, which makes my pleasure gradually arise. I brushed aside my embarrassment and shame, then put my arm around his neck, indicating to him that I was completely ready.

This man understood very quickly, he chuckled softly in my ear and moved with unbelievable speed. The constant pleasure caused me to orgasm again and again, sweat drenching the sheets. Our two bodies hugged each other, warmth passed on, breath mingled.

I don't remember how long we made love, I only vaguely hear his voice ringing in my ears.

"Is this enough for you to break up with your boyfriend?... Ah... ah... your little hole is so tight... hug me..."

I followed all of his instructions until I was exhausted and fainted during sex without me noticing.