It's all the fault of porn!

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On a lazy Sunday afternoon, the streets were deserted, and the video rental shop was no exception. The owner, Zhang Jinli, leaned back in his high-backed chair behind the counter, completely relaxed. For nearly two or three hours, not a single customer had come in.
Two years ago, Zhang Jinli was a low-level employee at a trading company. At a gathering, he listened to his wife's classmate's husband, Xiao Yang, enthusiastically describing his video rental shop: "...It's really lucrative...you know...a pirated theatrical film only costs 100 yuan to copy...you can copy 30 or 50 more...renting a videotape for 30 or 50 yuan...it's fucking rip-off..."
At his most smug, Xiao Yang added, "Especially porn...no problem finding rentals...80% of the shop's revenue comes from porn..." Hearing about these lucrative opportunities, Zhang Jinli was itching to get a piece of the pie.
He used his savings accumulated over many years and enthusiastically invested in the video rental business. Sure enough, business boomed from the very beginning, leaving Zhang Jinli's hands aching from handling so much money, making him feel incredibly shrewd.
Zhang Jinli was also quite ruthless, buying ten VCRs at once and placing them at home under his wife's supervision. When new films arrived, he would copy dozens at a time; after just one round of rentals, he would not only break even but also make a profit. Adult films, in particular, were in high demand. Zhang Jinli even set up a small room at the back of the shop specifically for storing adult films and pirated copies, installing an electronic lock under the counter to prevent inspections, only allowing regular customers in.
However, even the most shrewd Zhang Jinli had his oversights. Perhaps he shouldn't have let his wife manage the copying.
Copying other ordinary tapes was fine; however, when monitoring the copying of adult films, problems arose, as his wife would often become engrossed and excited while watching. At first, he would just frequently change her damp underwear, but later, for convenience, he simply stopped wearing underwear altogether. If he needed to sit down to monitor her, he would just use a towel as a mat, since he was home alone anyway.
During that time, Zhang Jinli suddenly noticed that his wife seemed to have a particular fondness for cold cucumber salad and scrambled eggs with carrots… because she ate it almost every day or two, which
Zhang Jinli found tiresome and caused him to lose his temper several times. The only thing that Zhang Jinli found quite pleasant was that every day when he lay down on the bed, his wife's vulva was always warm and moist, like a freshly steamed bun, and it would always press tightly against his large penis, rubbing against his thighs.
Zhang Jinli didn't need to caress or tease his wife at all; he could easily thrust his erect penis straight into her vagina. His wife's almost daily demands made Zhang Jinli feel incredibly powerful, possessing an irresistible masculine attraction, and having the power to drive women wild without even needing to use any aphrodisiacs.
The air conditioner in the room was set to 21 degrees Celsius, but the dozen or so video recorders working busily were scorching hot. Lin Meimei felt the same way; her mouth was dry and her skin was burning.
Meimei had just finished copying two Hong Kong-made Category III films and was now copying this Japanese adult film. Once all the machines were running smoothly, Meimei let out a sigh of relief and reclined on a folding lounge chair. Her soft pink silk nightgown clung to her body, accentuating her enviable curves; the unbuttoned buttons revealed an alluring V-shape from her snow-white neck to her lower abdomen.
'Huh!' Meimei looked at the monitor in surprise, thinking, 'Even the videotapes have commercials!' …This is the first time I've seen this…”
“…I’m so lonely…I need you…please listen to me…” A seductive female voice came from the monitor’s loudspeaker: “…Do you want to know me better…please dial 0204…”
Mei Mei couldn’t help but laugh at it, thinking: '…Men are so boring…just listening to her moaning and groaning…in the end she still takes care of herself…you can’t see her, you can’t touch her…what’s so fun about that…’ Thinking of this, Mei Mei suddenly had a flash of inspiration: “…you can’t see her, you can’t touch her…you can’t see her, you can’t touch her…” she murmured to herself.
Mei Mei’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a cunning look in her eyes. She reached for the phone and dialed a number casually. After a few rings, a strange man’s voice came from the other end of the phone: “Hello!”
Mei Mei pinched her nose, her voice soft and weak, full of sexiness: “…Hmm…are you alone?”
“Who are you looking for?” The voice seemed to tremble a little.
“I’m looking for you!…Ah…” Mei Mei began to rub her breasts.
"Who are you...what do you want?"
"...Um...I'm...um...touching my...breasts...um...so good..." Meimei moaned provocatively, "I'm squeezing...it feels good...ah...powerful...so good...um..." "
..." Only the sound of swallowing and increasingly labored breathing could be heard from the other end of the line.
"Um...now...um...I want to...touch my...my pussy...um...it's so wet...oh..." Meimei uttered lewd words she wouldn't normally say. To her surprise, she felt no shame in saying these words; instead, she felt a heightened sense of pleasure and amplified her desire, as if these obscene sounds were a release for the lust coursing through her body.
Suddenly, a distant female voice came from the other end of the line: "...Ah Yuan, who called..." Then, a reluctant and flustered voice said, "...No one...wrong number...'click!'" The call ended!
*Beep* A victorious smile spread across Mei Mei's lips... The microphone was gradually brought closer to her crotch...
"Boss!" Hong Lina greeted Zhang Jinli while closing her parasol, "Any new films?"
"Oh, Miss Hong! Yes, yes..." Zhang Jinli quickly stood up, his face beaming, repeating "Yes" several times. Zhang Jinli's sudden excitement wasn't because a customer had come in, but because the person who came was Hong Lina.
Hong Lina was a regular customer of the shop, and a big one at that. As far as Zhang Jinli knew, Hong Lina had been married, but her husband had passed away two years ago, leaving her a considerable inheritance; she currently lived alone, and according to her registration information, she lived in an upscale residential area. A single, wealthy woman, whether married or not, always carries an air of ambiguous mystery, arousing curiosity and endless fantasies.
However, what intrigued and puzzled Zhang Jinli even more was Hong Lina's love for watching porn. She had rented almost every type of porn, adult film, and Category III film in the shop, and had even discussed her viewing "experiences" with Zhang Jinli without batting an eye. She said, "Category III films are so fake! You can tell at a glance that the important parts aren't touched... And Japanese adult films use sprays or mosaics, and the actresses' moans are too exaggerated... The best porn films have a plot... It's just the two of them having sex from beginning to end, with lots of close-up shots, it's disgusting..."
If a male customer discussed porn with Zhang Jinli, he would chat freely about the topic; but when Hong Lina talked about the same thing, Zhang Jinli seemed somewhat embarrassed, only responding with "uh-huh! Oh!" without any real agreement. Moreover, Zhang Jinli's mind was constantly racing, trying to decipher Hong Lina's intentions. Was she open-minded and talkative? Or was she numb to relationships and had no inhibitions? Or was it loneliness that led him to take advantage of the situation? ...
Although Zhang Jinli wasn't exactly a saint or a paragon of virtue, he wasn't one to be easily swayed by beauty either. His motto was: 'I, Zhang Jinli, don't do things I'm not sure of!' Therefore, he wouldn't act rashly before ascertaining Hong Lina's thoughts and intentions. However, Hong Lina was like a cunning fox playing tricks on her hunter, sometimes close, sometimes distant, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, leaving Zhang Jinli
completely bewildered and seething with frustration. So, every time Hong Lina came to the store to rent movies, Zhang Jinli would immediately become excited, then use suggestive topics or seemingly unintentional physical contact to test her attitude. Of course, Zhang Jinli wouldn't let this golden opportunity slip by.
Zhang Jinli took out three videotapes from under the counter, showing the titles to Hong Lina, saying, "These three are specially reserved for you. This one, 'Mistaken Love,' is a Japanese incestuous sibling film; this one, 'Pink Alien,' is a Danish erotic version of Star Wars..." Zhang Jinli introduced the content of each film, concluding, "Not only do they have plots, but the plots are quite captivating!"
"Thank you!" Hong Lina said with a smile, "Have you seen them all?"
Zhang Jinli almost said smugly, "I've seen every single film on my TV. After watching the beginning, I can predict how the plot will develop. Who knows, maybe one day I'll become a director because of this!"
As he spoke, Zhang Jinli put the videotapes into a bag and handed them to Hong Lina, casually touching her hand. Hong Lina, whether oblivious or indifferent, didn't pull her hand away or refuse, but simply looked at the videotapes in her hand and said meaningfully, "You've watched so many, aren't you afraid you won't feel anything?"
Zhang Jinli suddenly shuddered; he really did feel something... He felt Hong Lina was teasing him. Zhang Jinli, seemingly on the verge of a sexual breakdown, grabbed Hong Lina's hand desperately, feigning composure as he said, "No way, these kinds of movies always excite me every time I watch them..." Looking up at Hong Lina, he tried to provoke her further, saying slyly, "Tell me, would you watch these movies 'quietly'?"
Hong Lina maintained her usual smile, pulled her hand away from Zhang Jinli's grasp, and as she turned to leave, she left behind only a cryptic remark: "What do you think!"
Like a defeated rooster, Zhang Jinli slowly sat down, thinking: '...How can I make her willingly do it with me once...just once is enough...even if it kills me, I'll be willing...I'll go crazy if this continues...'
Several hours passed, and the customers returning the movies kept Zhang Jinli busy for a while until nearly eight o'clock. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, and looked at the empty shop, his mind naturally filled with lust again for Hong Lina.
Suddenly, the phone rang, almost startling the absent-minded Zhang Jinli. Reluctantly, he picked up the receiver and said weakly, "Hello... First!" He habitually gave the shop's name.
"...Um...I want...you touch me...ah...faster...oh...I can't take it anymore...touch me...umm..." came a sexy, seductive, and lewd voice
from the other end of the line. Zhang Jinli was shocked, as if struck by lightning; the receiver almost slipped from his hand. Only one name echoed in his mind: 'Hong Lina!?' He didn't speak, but listened intently, trying to identify her from the voice on the other end.
"...It's all your fault...making me watch...this kind of movie...umm...I'm all wet..." A coquettish voice came from the phone: "...I watched it...my underwear is soaked...making me take it off...I want you to pay me back..."
Zhang Jinli couldn't help but press hard on his swollen and protruding crotch. His tense emotions made him not know how to answer, and he even asked a ridiculous question: "Who are you...where are you...what do you want..." Zhang Jinli also felt that he had suddenly lost his shrewdness, clumsily adjusting his question, and also annoyed that he had lost his composure.
"...You're just...asking a question you already know the answer to..." Her soft voice was full of teasing and mockery: "...Hurry up...put your...that big meat stick...in...inside...oh...I want...I want...I want yours..."
Zhang Jinli truly had a knack for self-control. He took a deep breath, thinking: 'If I don't keep her hooked, she might hang up the phone at any moment, and then I'll really lose this great opportunity...' He went along with her words and soothed her, saying, "Okay, I'll do whatever you want! But you have to tell me what you're doing right now?" Zhang Jinli's words were truly a brilliant move; he was trying to add fuel to the fire, making her unable to resist.
"...I'm watching porn..." She had indeed taken Zhang Jinli's bait: "...Seeing them...doing it so well...I want it too...um...it's so itchy down there...I can't scratch it..." Zhang Jinli was certain that she was Hong Lina; it must have been the three porn films from that afternoon, and the teasing words he had spoken to her, that had taken effect. Zhang Jinli began to feel a sense of satisfaction, like eating sugarcane backwards, and steadily asked, "So, did you touch your breasts? Tell me, how did you touch them?"
"...Mmm...you're so naughty...I want you to touch them..." The soft voice on the phone seemed to be trying to take the initiative: "...Now...your cock...is it...so big...so big...do you...want me...don't want...to fuck me..."
Zhang Jinli could no longer suppress his rising emotions and hurriedly said, "Now? Okay, I'm coming right away!"
"...Mmm...that's a good girl...hurry up...don't make me...wait too long..." The phone call ended amidst the moans from the pornographic film.
Zhang Jinli quickly hung up the phone, immediately checked the computer, confirmed the address in Hong Lina's registration information, then quickly packed up and closed early. Zhang Jinli hopped on his motorcycle and headed straight for Hong Lina's house, thinking, "Strike while the iron is hot. Women's hearts are truly unpredictable. If I don't hurry, give her time to regret it, then it'll all be for nothing..."
Looking at the heavily guarded residential complex, Zhang Jinli hesitated. He worried that if he went through the security guards' notice, Hong Lina might suddenly change her mind and back out! The closer he got to the guardhouse, the more nervous he became.
"Hey! Mr. Zhang, who are you looking for so late?" a voice called from inside the guardhouse.
Zhang Jinli saw that the guard was Old Ye, a member of the shop, and he relaxed. However, Zhang Jinli was embarrassed to say he was looking for Hong Lina, lest it cause trouble. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He took two videotapes from the motorcycle's trunk—new films that had just arrived that day, which he had planned to take home and copy—but now they became props for his lie.
Zhang Jinli waved the videotape in his hand and said, "Miss Hong on the eighth floor of Building C asked me to deliver a new movie to her, so I specially brought it over for her!"
Old Ye chuckled and said, "Wow! Your service is really thorough, no wonder your business is so good!" He spread out the visitor registration book and respectfully handed over a pen: "I know you're fine, but you still have to do this out of courtesy, so I don't have trouble explaining myself!"
Zhang Jinli knew the rules; at least Old Ye didn't make things difficult for him by confiscating his documents or anything, so he gladly took the pen, signed his name, and casually said, "Thank you!" before heading towards the direction Old Ye pointed—Building C!
In the elevator, Zhang Jinli started thinking about how to get her later, he had to make her completely submissive, like someone trapped in the stock market. The elevator doors opened on the eighth floor, Zhang Jinli stepped out, adjusted his engorged penis, walked to the carved wooden door, and pressed the doorbell.
Hong Lina opened the door halfway, her expression a mixture of surprise and suspicion. "Mr. Zhang, it's you! What can I do for you?" She instinctively clutched her open blouse. However, the sounds coming from the television—"Ahhh... umm..."—made her blush with embarrassment.
Seeing Hong Lina hesitate, Zhang Jinli knew he couldn't miss this golden opportunity. He roughly pushed open the door, causing Hong Lina to stumble back a couple of steps. In a flash, Zhang Jinli embraced Hong Lina, showering her with a passionate, frenzied kiss. Without looking back, he closed the door behind him, his eyes fixed on Hong Lina, her alluring body barely concealed by her loose-fitting nightgown.
"...Ah...what are you doing...umm..." Startled by Zhang Jinli's sudden action, Hong Lina opened her mouth to scream, but her lips were immediately sealed by a wet, soft tongue that slithered into her mouth like a serpent. Hong Lina struggled desperately, but Zhang Jinli held her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free. Zhang Jinli cursed inwardly, "You hypocrite! You seduced me first!"
Panicked, Hong Lina seized the opportunity when Zhang Jinli moved his lips, lightly biting her earlobe. She opened her mouth to cry for help, but the stimulation of her earlobe prevented her from uttering "Help!" Instead, she cried out, "Ahhhhh!" The sensation emanating from her earlobe was a pleasure she seemed to have experienced before, yet which had long since faded. An unbearable tingling sensation coursed through her body, causing Hong Lina to gasp for breath and shiver in waves.
Hong Lina's defensive and resistant attitude completely crumbled when Zhang Jinli's hand touched her breasts! Her reason told her to persevere; but her aroused desire tempted her to abhor morality. Her body's reactions were a stark expression of her desire: her body was burning; her breasts were hardening; her vagina was making a gurgling sound…
“…Ah…no…like this…umm…no…it’s so itchy…Mr. Zhang…ah…” Hong Lina still twisted her body; her hands pressed against Zhang Jinli's chest, seemingly making a feeble resistance: “…No…you…ah…you can’t…ah…like this…”
These groans of refusal did not stop Zhang Jinli! They only further aroused his lust. Zhang Jinli pulled Hong Lina's nightgown aside, letting it slide down naturally; while his hot lips rubbed against her neck and shoulders. As her soft nightgown slowly slipped down, Hong Lina's snow-white breasts, proud peaks, smooth abdomen, and long, voluptuous thighs were gradually revealed.
She was now only wearing a tiny pair of panties, creating a stark contrast against her pristine white skin. The black, lace-trimmed, high-end panties stretched her prominent vulva so tightly it seemed ready to burst forth at any moment; the pubic hair on either side, barely concealed, curled haphazardly, resembling the edges of the panties.
At this moment, Zhang Jinli moved his lips down, burying his face in her cleavage, inhaling the alluring scent of her breasts. Zhang Jinli seemed to have figured out that Hong Lina was a frozen volcano; once the stalemate was broken, a new and exciting world would unfold. The increasingly weak and powerless body in his arms further confirmed Zhang Jinli's guess, making him feel that he could now do as he pleased.
The long-awaited pleasure of sex gradually resurfaced. Hong Lina closed her eyes, looking utterly intoxicated, enjoying the joy of reliving her past. Hong Lina's body trembled continuously, burning with heat, her moans gradually drowning out the 'uh-huh' sounds coming from the television. A long-buried desire was unearthed and laid bare in the sunlight by these frenzied actions; all restraint and persistence vanished like snow melting in the spring sun, making what had happened so abruptly seem perfectly natural.
"...Ah...no...it's so itchy...uh-huh..." Zhang Jinli's short stubble stimulated her tender skin, causing Hong Lina to shiver and let out intermittent moans. However, although Hong Lina said, "...it's so itchy...no..." her body felt incredibly comfortable from the rubbing, her hands tightly gripping the back of Zhang Jinli's head, making the contact even tighter and more intimate.
When Zhang Jinli's lips clamped around her hard nipple, Hong Lina felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed weakly onto the sofa. In that instant, Hong Lina's desire seemed to reach its peak. She almost roughly tugged at Zhang Jinli's clothes, and like a woman who had been deprived of pleasure for days, she moaned, "...Mmm...so good...ah...good...mmm..." At the same time, she freed one hand to explore Zhang Jinli's penis through his pants.
Zhang Jinli quickly removed his shirt, thinking, 'This is more like you on the phone.' He knelt beside the sofa, casually pulling off Hong Lina's panties, lowered his head, and began licking her thighs, slowly moving towards her sparsely haired pubic area; simultaneously, he removed his own pants, allowing his swollen, almost numb penis to see the light of day again.
Hong Lina naturally spread her legs, thrusting her lower body in response to Zhang Jinli's licking movements. She felt as if time had turned back to two years ago, to that moment when she and her husband were deeply entwined. Zhang Jinli's tongue deftly teased the clitoris between Hong Lina's labia; meanwhile, he inserted his middle finger into her vagina, the slippery, lustful fluid making his exploration unimpeded, filling his mouth with a sour, astringent taste.
Zhang Jinli felt his finger tightly enveloped in the warm, narrow passage, the vaginal walls undulating with Hong Lina's movements, making his finger feel as if it were being chewed and sucked. He heard Hong Lina's drawn-out moans: "...Oh...deeper...ah...good...ah...so good...husband...mmm...deeper...husband..." Hong Lina was in a hallucination, playing with her husband.
Zhang Jinli adjusted his position, leaning over Hong Lina, close to her genitals, pressing the head of his penis against her vaginal opening, rotating his hips, and slowly lowering his waist. As if breaking down the movement, the head of his penis slowly parted her labia and squeezed into the opening; the foreskin retracted, and the penis disappeared inch by inch.
Hong Lina moaned, a mixture of pain and pleasure, as she gradually felt the pleasure of her vagina being filled. She swayed her hips, letting the penis inside stimulate every corner of her vaginal walls, experiencing the difference between a real penis and a dildo.
"...Ah...harder...ah ah...good...comfortable...um...it's been so long...ah...I haven't tasted...this good...um...ah..." Hong Lina's whole body moved, arching and trembling; her supple waist thrust and tossed her hips: "...comfortable...ah ah...extremely...reached...ah ah...all the way...ah ah..." Hong Lina gasped, her moans becoming increasingly lewd and high-pitched.
Although Zhang Jinli was on top of Hong Lina, her intense body reaction made her actively devour his penis. Zhang Jinli's body was lifted up, and he was amazed at how smoothly the woman's body could perform such strenuous movements, allowing him to enjoy even greater sexual pleasure with almost no effort in thrusting his penis.
Zhang Jinli felt that although Hong Lina's vagina was narrow, the abundant lubrication of her vaginal fluids allowed his penis to be tightly wrapped and slide smoothly. Coupled with Hong Lina's almost greedy demands, her relentless and tireless writhing brought him to a rapid climax. A wave of intense, tingling stimulation shot through his penis and its base. Although Zhang Jinli was extremely reluctant to ejaculate, he had no choice.
Zhang Jinli propped himself up with his hands, channeling all his strength into his penis, and thrusting his hips forward in a final, powerful sprint, pushing his penis deep into her vagina. Zhang Jinli gasped for breath, "...Ah...I'm coming...coming...it's all yours...ah..."
Hong Lina clearly felt the penis inside her vagina rapidly swelling, causing her pleasure to surge as well. Hong Lina raised her legs high, wrapping them around Zhang Jinli's waist and hips; her hands also tightly embraced his upper body, pressing their bodies together tightly, leaving no room for air or water.
Then, thick streams of hot semen, like jets of water, shot from the glans into the depths of her vagina, unexpectedly meeting the surging heat flowing from her uterus. The result of their mutual collision was a surging wave, stirring up the ultimate pleasure of sex. "...Ah...mmm...ah..." Their cries rose and fell, intertwining.
After a series of stiff spasms, Zhang Jinli's body slowly relaxed; Hong Lina, trembling violently, involuntarily dug her nails into the skin of Zhang Jinli's back, leaving faint, bleeding scratches and several crescent-shaped marks.
"...Shh...shh..." The television screen was completely dark; the program had ended sometime earlier. A piercing static blared from the speakers, gradually drowning out their groans and breathing; however, they seemed too weak to get up and turn it off…
Truly, 'a happy occasion makes one feel refreshed!' Zhang Jinli twirled his keychain with his index finger, humming a light melody as he skipped along the stairwell of his apartment building. He recalled Hong Lina's shy words before he left: '...You have to watch porn with me from now on...Tomorrow I'll throw away those fake things...No matter how realistic they are, they can't compare to you…'...And the ambiguous, suggestive smile of the security guard, Old Ye…
Before opening the door, Zhang Jinli suddenly worried whether he would be able to handle his wife's nagging again.
"Huh!" Zhang Jinli looked at the dark living room and immediately felt something was wrong. The living room was usually lit, and his wife was always sitting on the sofa waiting, but now…
"Who's there!" Zhang Jinli suddenly heard heavy breathing in the darkness and quickly turned on the light. He then saw his wife sitting on the sofa, breathing heavily.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Jinli walked closer and sat down next to his wife.
"Hmph!" His wife pouted, "Didn't you say you'd be right back? How come I've been waiting for almost three hours? It only takes thirty minutes to get home from the shop! And I called to urge you, but no one answered. Tell me, where the hell have you been?…" A barrage of questions came like a machine gun. His wife spoke, both aggrieved and angry.
Zhang Jinli was initially confused, but as he gradually pieced together the situation, he suddenly realized why his wife was angry. A chill ran from his feet to the top of his head. From his wife's questioning, Zhang Jinli understood that the lewd phone call was from his wife, not Hong Lina.
A quick thought struck him, and he hurriedly played along, saying, "Yes! I was supposed to be home right away, but a customer called and said his VCR was broken and the tape was stuck. He asked me to fix it, so I was delayed!" "
Really?" His wife's tone softened.
"Yes!" Zhang Jinli began to tremble and break out in a cold sweat.
He thought back to how he had inadvertently gone to Hong Lina's place; if she had cried out, "Help!" he might not be back now. Zhang Jinli muttered to his wife, "Don't play jokes like that again! You'll kill someone!"
But in his heart, he thought: "But it's kind of funny..."

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