Oral Narration of a Female Teacher: Her Experience of Debauched Sex Games – Gender Topics – Sponsored by Italian Xinhua Times, Xinhua Media Network, and Chinese Entrepreneurs Federation

After the divorce procedures were completed, everything in the past has become a memory. Now, I am a divorced woman. I have nothing but a high-sounding teacher’s certificate. [China Sexual Health Network]

Now, I am the owner of my own cabin. It is located in the innermost part of an old-fashioned community, private and sexy. I don’t know why my first reaction was to use this word to describe it. In fact, it was so shabby and dirty that it took three hourly workers to clean it before it could see its true colors. Then I went to the flower market and bought a lot of flowers to decorate the room. They were all pure green without blooming. I can’t explain the reason, but I suddenly started to like flowers that don’t bloom. It seems that a failed marriage made me understand that things that are too beautiful can never be kept and will always be ruined. It is better to appreciate the calm and unobtrusive green slowly. For a long time. I didn’t know at that time that that green plant without flowers actually contained infinite vitality and an almost crazy desire for sex.

After a month of peaceful days, I read the pile of green books every day and corrected students’ homework. My life was boring. The desire that had been suppressed for a long time gradually rose up in my bones. I wanted to do something. But what can I do? What can a gentle and quiet teacher do in everyone’s eyes? I am hungry, thirsty and looking forward to it in my depression. I thought about the Internet.

After a month of peaceful days, I read the green pile of books every day and corrected students’ homework. My life was boring. The desire that had been suppressed for a long time gradually rose up in my bones. I wanted to do something. But what can I do? What can a gentle and quiet teacher do in everyone’s eyes? I am hungry, thirsty and looking forward to it in my depression. I thought about the Internet.

Finally alone. Looking around the newly settled cabin, I leaned tiredly on the corner of the sofa and closed my eyes. Everything seemed to have stopped at 2:37 yesterday afternoon – when Han Tao and I completed the divorce procedures and walked out of the building. moment. The weather is very good. Beijing in April is full of pink and green flowers, and the smell of spring is everywhere. The men and women walking on the street all had rosy faces, which made me jealous. What makes them so happy? Enjoy the romance of spring so much? But I have become a human being in this spring, a complete human being. Han Tao, the man who has been legally my husband for three years, the man who snored beside my pillow for three years, the man who once swore an oath of love with me and promised never to separate, was rubbing against me at that moment. Passing by each other – we even used all our courage to buy pornographic films from the overpass in Zhongguancun and imitated them boldly and shyly, but he regarded another woman as the target of imitation.

It was a famous five-star hotel in the city. Before pressing the doorbell, I had carefully put on the mask and checked it several times to see if it might fall off. The door opened, and I saw that familiar body wrapped in a bathrobe, with a mask on his head. hehe. It’s like returning to a fairy tale world. He didn’t expect that I could still laugh at that time. Fortunately, the mask blocked my true expression, and all he saw was a red-haired female devil. He pulled me in and asked if I wanted to take a shower. I said I had taken a shower before coming here. “Then we can get started. Let’s take a look at my equipment.” He took me into the room, and I saw new SM products on the bed. It was obvious that he had made preparations.

Half pushing, half giving, and with his guidance, my body slowly stretched and slowly entered the game state. Looking back now, that night was really enjoyable, and the comfort level was far better than virtual sex on the Internet. I didn’t know it at the time, but I had become a prisoner of the sex game and couldn’t extricate myself.

A few months later, one day, I went for another appointment. When I walked in, I found an extra man in the room. “MAN” explained: “Let’s play a more exciting game today, let’s add a game partner.” That is to say one-on-two? I was a little scared on the one hand, but also had a strong desire on the other hand. “MAN” saw my hesitation and simply said: “Try it first, and if it doesn’t work, stop talking.” The man also came over and patted me on the shoulder to comfort me.