American Past

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Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the yellow leaves on the driveway in the forest, scattering like gold leaf across the ground. It shone through the car window onto my hands, bringing a touch of warmth.
Having lived in America for ten years, I'd always dreamed of owning a house in the suburbs, and this year my wish finally came true. I hummed a cheerful tune, my hands lightly tapping the steering wheel, my mind solely focused on my dream home office, small office.
Looking at the map, the new house was still a ten-minute drive away.
"Ugh...! Try harder, try harder, I'll be there in ten minutes..."
No, I'm not a race car driver, it's just that my stomach started to ache... Of course, there was no one around, so if I just pulled down my pants, no one would care... Who told me to be such a germaphobe?
"Ten minutes! I can bear it! Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry..." I took a deep breath and started singing loudly, trying to ignore the churning in my stomach.
The car sped up—of course I wanted to go faster, but the stomachache was making me cramp involuntarily, and I sometimes accidentally pressed the accelerator, nearly crashing into tree trunks a few times.
"Five more minutes! Hang in there..." I thought anxiously. There was a sharp right turn ahead, and without slowing down, I used a drift maneuver, just like a race car driver. Luckily, my skills weren't bad, and I didn't slide into the ditch on the side of the road. But just as the car was turning, a small truck that had been wrecked on the bend appeared in front of me. I quickly swerved to the right again, and the left window barely hit the truck's raised rear end.
I was relieved that I hadn't gotten diarrhea from the close call, but I still stopped to check. The small truck was half-submerged in the ditch, and the luggage in the back had fallen to the ground, including a large cage half-covered by a cloth, its door shaken open.
"Hey, need any help?"
"No, thanks." A cold voice said. Looking towards the source of the voice, I saw a tall, blond man in the bushes in the distance. He was bent over, looking around, without even glancing at me. His back was to me, and the distance was too great; I could only vaguely make out his imposing figure.
"Did the dog escape?"
"Yes...it's really fast. I'll find it myself, thanks." From the side, I could only see a full beard, not even his mouth, and his voice was dismissive.
I shrugged, thinking, "Even if you raise it this big, it'll run away. You probably don't care about it much." I hurried back to my car—after all, I had urgent business to attend to...
After a few reckless drives, I finally arrived at the new house. I quickly jumped out of the car, opened the garage door shutter, and reversed in, but I was reversing too fast, and with a "bang," the roof of the car knocked the shutter askew. The car couldn't fit, and the shutter was halfway up. Frustrated, I slammed my hand on the steering wheel, and without even locking the car, I rushed into the house...
After a good night's rest, I explored my new place, feeling a sense of joy. Back home, the living conditions were cramped, and now that I'm abroad, I always dream of living in a large house near the woods. I leisurely prepared breakfast, drank coffee, and read for a while before venturing outside to deal with yesterday's troubles.
Although it was deserted, I couldn't leave the garage half-open; at least until the shutters were fixed, I needed to check what was inside to move back inside.
The garage was fairly large, but the deeper parts were pitch black without sunlight, and I'd forgotten my flashlight. Thinking there must be lights in the garage, I fumbled around on the walls for a light switch.
"Hiss... hiss..."
I was startled, looking around but seeing nothing. The sound was like a cat's hiss, but having watched nature documentaries, I couldn't help but think the worst: "A mountain lion..."
The thought sent a chill down my spine, and I dashed back into the house. After hesitating for a while and drinking several cups of coffee, I finally mustered the courage to grab a powerful flashlight and continue my adventure.
My hands trembled as I held the flashlight, causing the light and shadows in front of me to flicker, creating a cinematic atmosphere that made me even more nervous. Thankfully, the switch was nearby; I quickly pressed it, and a bulb emitted a faint light, finally allowing me to see my surroundings, but no wild animals.
"You probably ran away when I did," I thought with a sense of relief. Taking a few more steps inside, I saw a low cabinet and a table behind it forming a cave, with a furry, dark shadow under the table… My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately shone the flashlight beam directly into the cave.
"Ah!"
No, it wasn't me screaming, but a clear, feminine voice…
"Holysh…" The beam of light illuminated a girl, her body huddled under the table, her long hair covering her body and face, only her thin hands and feet visible. Judging from her skin and hair color, she was definitely East Asian.
The light was probably too strong, startling her—and I was too. Knowing she was human, I wasn't panicked anymore, but my mind was full of questions. Was she an illegal worker or a refugee? Why had she fled to the suburbs?
"Are you Chinese?" I crouched down and asked her in Mandarin, but she didn't answer. I tried English, but she didn't respond. I took a step forward and held out my watch, gesturing for her to come out first, but as soon as I got closer, she hissed again, like a cat.
Afraid she would pounce, I gave up, but I couldn't help but wonder: "Is she a wild child? Raised by a mountain lion? No way... Well... I'll just assume you're an animal."
I turned and went out, returning with a large dish of milk and some bread. I mixed the torn bread with the milk, placed it on the table, and left. When I checked back in the afternoon, she was still hiding under the table, but the food was gone. Suddenly having a "pet" like this, I was indeed a little excited, so I changed her dish and found a blanket.
For two days, I was like a child who had just bought a pet, jumping around all day, constantly bringing her water and food, and speaking softly to her. I had completely forgotten about the roller shutter, and hadn't bothered to pack my luggage much.
On the morning of the third day, I brought food again, but this time I didn't leave; I just squatted about two feet away. She looked at me for a long time (actually, I couldn't see her eyes in the shadows, but I could feel her gaze), and finally poked her head out of the hole. I
still couldn't see her face clearly under her hair, but I could vaguely see that her eyes were full of doubt. Her thin arms slowly stretched out, and long hair cascaded down from both sides of her arms. The light shining through her hair revealed snow-white skin, and a darker, more prominent spot on her chest...
This wasn't surprising; if she had grown up in the mountains, why would she be wearing a bra? But seeing a naked girl kneeling in front of me, my penis couldn't help but stand up high under my shorts.
"Sigh, sex and food are human nature! Let's have some fun later..." I chuckled to myself, my hand slowly extending, the back of my hand facing her—like a first encounter with a strange dog, letting it sniff you to let it know you mean no harm.
I said softly, "Sniff my hand, I won't hurt you~ Come on~" But as soon as I said it, I scolded myself for being stupid; she probably didn't have a dog's sense of smell!
After a few more minutes of awkward silence, she slowly lifted herself from under the table, the dust on her back barely concealing a patch of snow-white skin. She brushed her hair aside and looked up at me suspiciously. Her face was rather thin, but her features were quite pretty and delicate, and beneath the mud, there was still a childlike expression.
The girl's bright eyes stared at me for a moment, then at my hand, and finally she reached out and stroked the back of my hand, then rubbed it with her cheek for a while, and then gently kissed it.
This truly surprised and moved me! If she had licked me like a dog or a cat, I wouldn't have been surprised, but she kissed me!
I tried touching her face, and she didn't resist. I was overjoyed and kept saying things like "Good girl, good girl," which I say to pets. Then I pointed to the plate on the floor and said, "Eat up, I'll give you more when
you're done." She looked in the direction I was pointing and did as I said. I couldn't help but laugh. She looked up at me and even smiled slightly! After all, she's human...
After watching her for a while, my back and legs were almost numb from squatting, so I could only stand up slowly like an old person, having to use my hands to support my waist and bend backward to stretch.
"Sperm..."
"Hmm?" I responded unconsciously. I thought she couldn't speak, but she said it in English! I thought I misheard, but she looked up at me and pointed to my bulging crotch.
I really couldn't believe it, so I pointed to my penis and said, "Sperm?"
"Sperm," she nodded in response. I stared dumbfounded as she knelt up, her long hair falling on both sides of her face, covering her two slightly pointed breasts, revealing her flat and slender waist and abdomen. Judging from the thin tuft of hair on her body, she couldn't be that old, but she looked as sexy as a sickly female model nowadays, and... she had a leather choker around her neck...
At this sight, my penis became even more aroused. With each step she took towards me while kneeling, I swallowed hard. She came up to me, slowly pulled down her pants, took my penis in her hand, and skillfully began to lick and manipulate it, playing with my scrotum, squeezing the shaft, her mouth opening and closing as she sucked on the tip, her tongue swirling inside her mouth, her hands moving rapidly.
Grown up in the mountains? Impossible! Her neck ring and skillful technique, coupled with her attitude of treating oral sex as a normalcy—even a responsibility—led me to only one possibility: she was a sex slave raised like an animal from childhood! And a Chinese woman! A
surge of righteous indignation filled me, but the pleasure surging through my penis made it impossible for me to ask her to stop.
I hadn't had a girlfriend for almost a year; my previous one refused to give me oral sex, and I wasn't particularly into it, but she had completely captivated me. I closed my eyes, enjoying her sucking and her warm, moist mouth, and the occasional gentle caresses near my anus—I guessed even a "professional's" technique couldn't be better. It
felt so good…
I couldn't help but have the idea of "raising" her: she had no relatives, no clothes, I could treat her better than her previous owner! Besides, I'm Chinese... And she's so cute...
I looked down at her innocent face, and her beautiful eyes glanced up, noticing my enjoyable expression, then she sucked hard. My thighs tightened, and I ejaculated into her mouth.
She didn't stop, swallowing every last drop of semen, continuing to suck until all the remaining semen was drawn out and my penis was completely soft. Only then did she spit out my penis, licking her lips and looking at me cleverly.
Her eyes were almost magical, and I couldn't help but feel tenderness towards her, gently stroking her face and patting her head. But when I touched her, it was all greasy, and I immediately regretted it! So I got up and asked her to come with me, and she obediently followed. Thank goodness she could walk upright!
I brought her into the house, and seeing her disheveled hair that reached her knees really gave me the creeps. So I found a pair of scissors among the unopened pile of luggage to trim her hair.
Grabbing the scissors, I instinctively made a few snips in the air, but the "snip-snip" sound startled her, and she screamed and ran straight into the dark storage room. Afraid of frightening her further, I found a small pair of emergency scissors, hid them in my pocket, and then slowly made my way to the storage room, speaking softly.
Even before I reached the storage room, I could hear her sobbing. I crouched down as I approached, saying, "Sweetie, I'm going to open the door." Then I pushed the door open.
I didn't dare turn on the light, so I shone a flashlight on the door. In the dim light, I saw her curled up, trembling like a kitten drenched in rain.
To show I had no "weapon," I crawled to her side like a cat, using both paws and legs, and it took a while for her to calm down. Only then did I dare sit behind her, humming a nursery rhyme, and gently putting my arm around her shoulder from behind. She probably hadn't heard a nursery rhyme before, and could only hum along randomly. I just smiled without saying anything, lightly pinching her cheek. She smiled back and kissed my hand.
Although there was no comb, her unkempt hair, with countless knots, was best cut off. Watching her hair fall in clumps, her eyes widened, looking incredibly cute. I cut all her hair to waist length, so she wouldn't be uncomfortable with it being too short, and then carefully trimmed it.
After a long time, with hair scattered all over the floor, it was finally mostly finished. I wanted to cut the hair around her ears short, so I lifted the layer covering them. As the hair fell away, revealing her left earlobe, my tears fell—her earlobe had been neatly cut off like a pizza, leaving a triangular notch; the other ear was the same.
What kind of life had she been living all these years? I stroked her incomplete earlobe, no longer caring about the whip marks and burns I'd found on her back and legs. I don't know if she'd ever seen anyone cry, but she knew to wipe away my tears. I no longer minded the smell of her body and hair, and hugged her tightly. I couldn't remember the last time I'd cried...
I pulled her to the bathroom, made her kneel in the bathtub, and started pouring water over her. She'd probably never bathed before, and was initially a little panicked, but who could resist the comfort and pleasure of a hot bath?
Her waist-length hair took a lot of time to wash, but seeing her adorable face as she choked on the water was quite amusing.
Once her hair was clean, it was time to clean her body. I removed her choker, soaped her, and then used a bath sponge to scrub away the mountain of grime. Honestly, it was quite disgusting, but seeing her curious yet comfortable expression, feeling her trust in me, was truly exhilarating.
Okay, even her breasts were washed, only her clitoris remained. I've always used a bath sponge to wipe her down, avoiding physical contact. Touching a young girl like that (even if she's not aware of being violated) always feels a bit...unpleasant.
But for a little girl like her, a bath sponge is too rough... Just thinking about it makes my penis involuntarily hard.
"Sperm." Damn it, she noticed again! I blushed with embarrassment and quickly covered my penis, shaking my head and waving my hands.
I had her sit on the edge of the bathtub, then spread her legs. She immediately tensed up, looking at me with alarm. After all, I had won her trust, and after a while, she relaxed. I tried not to look at or touch the center, first rubbing the area between her thighs and her vulva with my fingers, and smegma fell off.
She found it amusing and chuckled, then imitated me. Watching a young girl perform actions almost like masturbation beside me, my penis almost burst out of my pants. My gaze couldn't help but turn to her delicate vulva, and my fingers inching closer and closer.
At that moment, I was quite certain she had been a sex slave since childhood. It would be easy for me to have sex with her, even rape or abuse her—no one would know! But I had already developed feelings of protectiveness, which was why I struggled to resist the urge to pull down my pants. However, my lust was irrepressible…
Her pink labia gradually swelled and became engorged before my eyes, protruding between her snow-white skin, the pink slit widening. Her thighs began to twitch involuntarily, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.
She bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed, looking at me with a mixture of excitement and demureness, further arousing me. I parted her labia, my fingers tracing each fold and the crease between them, watching the tender flesh inside relax and contract, secretions seeping from the crease.
She looked at me blankly, her small breasts rising and falling, and suddenly uttered a single word: “Eat?”
I smiled, puzzled, my fingers already probing inside her.
"Ahhh~"
I kept rubbing against the walls of the small hole, and the white grime was gradually dug out of the hole. Her moans grew louder and louder, and her buttocks kept swaying. I was afraid that she would slip, so I gently supported her waist. She immediately hugged me tightly, and her legs clamped my hands tightly, and she kept making shy and wanton noises in my ear.
I held her close, gently nibbling her earlobe. The scent of shampoo filled my nostrils, invigorating me. I quickened my pace, and her hips shook even more violently, the vibrations spreading throughout her body. Surprisingly, despite her small frame, she possessed considerable strength; her legs kicked wildly, and she almost slipped out of my arms.
Suddenly, her hands gripped my back tightly, her body stiffened, and even her moans ceased. Only her vagina continued to twitch rhythmically for a few seconds before she collapsed limply into my embrace.
I held her for a while before letting go. Her eyes were unfocused, as if she had exhausted all her energy, but she still smiled at me. I longed to kiss her half-open lips, but… well, I'd better teach her to brush her teeth and rinse first…
I demonstrated with the toothbrush, almost brushing myself twice, before she finally understood how to do it. She was afraid the toothpaste was too spicy and refused to use it. I let her do it herself, then went to the side to relieve myself.
"Master."
That's probably how she addressed her former master. So... does that mean she's already acknowledged me as her master? Thinking this, I felt a surge of elation. I turned to look at her; she was kneeling at my feet, her mouth agape.
"What is it?" I asked.
She didn't respond; her language skills were clearly limited. We stood there for two seconds, then suddenly she reached out and grabbed my still-urinating penis, twisting it, and the stream of urine shot straight into her face and mouth.
"No, no! What are you doing?" I quickly took two steps back, but she still held onto my penis and followed me.
Watching her nonchalantly swallow the urine, I actually gave up trying to stop her, thinking, "Let her eat until I'm done!"
I was surprised by my own thought, but a surge of sexual desire made my chest burn. Seeing that I didn't object, she, as if she were well-trained, took my penis into her mouth until I finished.
Just like that, all my previous efforts were wasted, and I had to clean myself all over again. I thought to myself, "I should lock the door before I go to the toilet..."
After cleaning up, I found a large towel and wrapped it around her from head to waist. I held her face, looking her over from left to right. Her new hairstyle covered her ears, revealing her pretty face—she looked better than before!
The towel was warm and soft, and she grinned happily. I couldn't resist kissing her cute face. She wasn't shy at all, just smiled sweetly at me with her eyes half-closed, like a little kitten.
"How about I call you Little Kitten?" Of course, she didn't answer, but I took it as a yes.
Then I started cleaning the house, unpacking and putting away my luggage, and she stayed close to me. I'd show her this one moment, and then she'd mess around with something else. It took a while before she finally put her clothes away. I sat on the bed, looking at Little Kitten beside me, and then I remembered that Little Kitten didn't have any clothes. I
thought for a moment, looked her over from head to toe, and decided to stick to the status quo: you won't get tired of looking at a young girl's naked body, and besides, I remembered her neck ring—a symbol of slavery. ...
Among the pile of luggage was a long box tied with a red ribbon, a housewarming gift from a friend. I untied the ribbon and tied a bow around her neck. The ribbon hung down her thin, bony chest, highlighting her snow-white skin, two slightly arched breasts, and pink nipples, making my mouth water.
I remembered her skillful oral sex and her submissive attitude, and began to imagine: how exciting would it be to enjoy a sex slave who was completely obedient to me? But I restrained myself; I would try it again tonight, I had to...
After tidying up for a while, it was already afternoon. I opened the gift; it was an eight-inch-long Swiss Army knife. I placed the knife on the fireplace in the living room and went to the kitchen, intending to quickly prepare something to eat. The kitten followed me in.
"Master,"
I said, looking at the kitten. She pointed to a few pieces of bread on the table, looking at me as if waiting for my instructions.
"Eat?"
"Yes, eat." I nodded, thinking, "The fridge is full of food, but you only like bread."
The kitten squeezed each loaf of bread, finally choosing the softer one and tearing off a piece.
"Do you want milk?"
She seemed to understand, looking at me with her eyes, but her hand was holding the bread between her thighs.
"Hey! You can still—" The word "eat" didn't come out; I was stunned. The kitten's hand trembled quickly and gently, the bread vibrating between her legs like a massager.
"Eat." The kitten's breathing trembled with the stimulation of the bread, but the word was still clear. So the reason she said that word in the bathroom was because she had been trained to prepare food like this!
I watched her face turn from pale to flushed, her lower abdomen and thighs from calm to uncontrollable twitching; she kept rotating the bread, as if trying to coat the surface with her love juice. I had never seen such a scene before, and I was completely captivated.
I slowly squatted down in front of the kitten, watching the bread sandwiched between her sparse fur and two long, thin legs, receiving wave after wave of thrusts. My penis was already painfully hard.
She suppressed her excited cries, gave me a faint, sweet smile, then used one hand to spread her labia, and with the other to squeeze the wet part of the bread into a sausage shape before inserting it into her vagina.
"Mmm..." The kitten couldn't help but moan softly, then squatted down in front of me, supporting herself with her hands as she leaned back, spreading her legs. The bread, like a lever between her legs, swayed with her movements.
"Master, move..."
"Oh... um." It was the standard procedure again... I gripped the bread and thrust forcefully. Her limbs, which had been supporting her body, swayed involuntarily, until finally she collapsed onto the ground, closing her eyes to endure the pleasure emanating from her vagina.
"Ahhh..." The kitten would clutch her head, then clutch her chest, then frantically grope her vulva, as if she were about to lose her mind.
I quickened my pace, and her cries grew more intense, her buttocks rising little by little, like an arched bridge. I placed my hand under her buttocks, feeling her trembling. After a violent shudder, she collapsed like a lump of dough, and the wet bread slipped out of her vulva.
I cautiously brought the bread to my nose and sniffed it; a pungent smell assaulted my senses. I chewed it slowly, watching the kitten's panting smile and her half-open vulva, and I could no longer restrain myself.
I picked the kitten up, and she struggled nervously, so I smiled and gently kissed her forehead, and she stopped moving, but her body was still stiff.
I carried her to the bedside, made her stand up, and then took off my clothes, my erect penis throbbing in front of her. She automatically and consciously stroked the tip of my penis, sending a shiver down my spine: this little girl really knows how to do it!
I sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Do it the way you usually do it..." What other tricks does this little kitten have up her sleeve? I originally wanted to finish up and see her before bed, but I couldn't wait any longer!
The little kitten seemed to understand what I meant, kneeling between my legs and sticking out her tongue to touch my toes. I felt disgusted and quickly pulled away, waving my hand and saying, "No, no," then pointed to my penis and said, "Let's start here."
She smiled and nodded, then gently licked the tip of my penis. I thought to myself, "She's quite perceptive in this area..." Actually, my penis was already ready to be thrust into her vagina, but having her hold it in my hand and let me stroke it wasn't so bad.
However, the little kitten didn't give me a handjob, nor did she suck my penis. Her little tongue slowly moved upwards, her body like a snake, letting her pink neck and breasts rub against my penis, which she seemed to enjoy quite a bit.
She kept looking at me, her innocent expression evoking a feeling of "pedophilia" in me. I couldn't help but arch my back, pressing my penis tightly against her skin.
As she licked my chest, she suddenly lightly kissed my nipple, sending a chill down my spine. As she licked my neck and ears, she straddled my lap, rhythmically squeezing my penis with her lower abdomen.
I gently cupped her buttocks, closing my eyes to enjoy her tenderness, yet my heart was filled with conflict. Why did I take her in? Was it for child molestation? Because she was destitute? Or because she was a pet I'd taken in?
What did I want her to do to me, or rather, what did I want to get from her? Did I really want a sex slave? Was I being fair to her? A gentle master and a brutal master—were they just two sides of the same coin, both treating such a lovely little person like an animal?
I took a deep breath, gripped the kitten's shoulders, and pushed her away. Looking at her innocent and confused face, I couldn't bear to keep her as a slave any longer.
"I'm sorry."
The kitten didn't understand, but it was no use saying it again; saying "I'm sorry" was just to ease my conscience. I immediately sealed her little mouth with my lips. Her lips were tightly closed, as if
she had never been kissed before. Perhaps her owner really only wanted her to kiss his penis and toes... I teased her like a virgin, lightly kissing her lips like a dragonfly skimming the water, while holding her tightly and gently teasing her back with
my fingers. Soon she relaxed, her lips became soft and warm, and she let me slip my tongue into them, shyly responding with her little tongue. I kissed down from the kitten's ear, past her neck, towards her small breasts, while lifting her buttocks, because she was much shorter than me.
Perhaps she had always been malnourished; her breasts were poorly developed, too small to be grasped, just a thin layer of fat supporting the erect nipples.
I could only circle my tongue around her nipples, and the kitten groaned softly, squeezing hard with her hands on my shoulders. I knew I'd found the right spot, so I gradually increased the intensity of my sucking. One nipple hardened in my mouth, and the other grew even firmer under my fingers' caresses.
The kitten excitedly clung to my head, her hips swaying uncontrollably. Her thighs and pubic hair rubbed lightly against my penis, making my heart pound...
The kitten had been stimulated ever since I started preparing the bread, and her vulva remained moist when I touched it. I helped my penis sit down slowly, and it felt like it was trying to squeeze into a clenched fist, only able to enter inch by inch. The kitten didn't seem to be in pain, only wearing a gentle smile, and she gently wiggled her hips, letting my penis slide in little by little.
My penis felt excited and hot inside her vulva, and I didn't want to be the only one enjoying it, so I kept licking and kissing the kitten's shoulders, neck, and ears.
"Oh..."
the kitten moaned, twisting her body as if trying to avoid my lips, which made it easier for my penis to enter. After a few twists, my penis was halfway in, but it seemed it couldn't go any further.
I cupped her buttocks with both hands, helping her slowly rise and fall. The tightness felt like wearing surgical gloves, so comfortable that I let out a soft moan.
"Mmm..." The kitten's narrow vagina felt incredibly good to me, but she was also experiencing pleasure. She was already trembling with excitement as soon as we started moving, but she didn't seem willing to moan like that, biting her lower lip tightly.
It was hard to imagine that a sex slave who had been disciplined would have such a shy expression, and I couldn't help but kiss her forehead. She blushed and looked up at me, then buried her face in my chest, her arms tightly wrapped around me.
The kitten must have been trained by foreigners; her vagina had probably been opened up by many large penises, but she was still young, and it was still so tight inside. I only dared to slowly thrust in and out to a depth of about an inch, but it was already very pleasurable. Although she didn't moan, I could feel her hot breath, hear the low moans in her throat, and feel the fluids flowing down her thighs—all proving she was enjoying herself, not suffering. This made me even more comforted and excited.
"Master..." The kitten looked up, her mouth slightly open, her buttocks reflexively swaying back and forth, her thighs twitching open and closed.
"Good kitten, Master will make you feel good..." I said, increasing the pressure slightly. After only ten or so thrusts, the kitten's vaginal walls began to tighten, and she couldn't help but cry out again.
"Ah! Ah~ Oh~"
The kitten's eyes rolled back, unable to utter a sound. Her open mouth and body remained stiff for a long time before she slumped into my arms. I held her, gently kissing the top of her head. She, panting, kissed my chest.
A charming little girl in my arms, slumped over from orgasm—it should have been a delightful sight, but I could only smile wryly—my penis hadn't even been moving for long...
"Bang! Bang!"
Two loud crashes outside startled me and my still-breathing kitten, who were basking in the warmth of our embrace. I picked up the kitten and placed her on the bed, grabbed a blanket and threw it over myself, then went outside to see what was happening. Seeing me leave, the kitten immediately followed, tugging at my hand. I turned back and smiled at her, letting her be.
Actually, I was a little scared: this house was in a deserted area, so what could have caused such a loud noise? Was it a brown bear? I picked up a baseball bat in the living room, but before I could even stand up straight, I heard the sound of a motor starting up.
I followed the sound to the front door, and sawdust flying everywhere. A crack appeared in the wooden door…
It was a chainsaw…
My limbs went weak, I swallowed hard, and panicked. I blamed myself for not buying a handgun, and cursed this madman for sawing through someone's door—wasn't he afraid someone would shoot? But I couldn't show weakness outright, so I yelled through the door, "You son of a bitch, what the hell are you doing?"
The only response was the sound of a motor, sawing wood, and two seconds later, the sound of the lock and the attached wood falling off. With a bang, the door was kicked open, and a man over six feet tall with long blond hair stood before me. But it was brighter outside than inside, so I couldn't see his face.
"You son of a bitch, Chinaboy!" the foreigner said, then burst into maniacal laughter.
"Ah!!!!" Little Cat suddenly screamed, gripping my hand tightly. I turned to look at her, enduring the pain; she was already crying and screaming uncontrollably.
"Chinaboy, it really was you who stole my doll! Your dick's still hard, having fun?"
I looked down at my crotch; my penis was sticking out under the covers. But that wasn't what occupied my thoughts. Instead, I wondered, "Has this foreigner seen me before?"
Hesitating for a moment, he took two steps closer. I stepped back, and the difference in light lessened, allowing me to see more clearly. Then I understood: the car that fell into the pit, the cage that fell, the person looking for the dog, my kitten—it was all connected. Today, I was caught up in the events...
The foreigner raised a chainsaw and waved it in front of me, saying, "So, want to hit me with a baseball bat? No gun, right? Hahaha!"
I started to back away, trying to turn into the living room. The kitten, terrified, retreated even faster, heading straight for the dark storage room. The foreigner shouted, "Stop, you slut!"
The kitten indeed stopped, trembling, turning to look at me with only despair in her eyes. A splash of water—it was already spraying between her legs...
"How about it? Pretty good teaching, right? You've got the taste, tying ribbons for her, but you're not so lucky~"
The foreigner continued to press forward, now inside the living room. I thought to myself, "He has a chainsaw, retreating into the room won't help, I have no choice but to fight!" So I swung my bat with all my might from his left.
The guy used the chainsaw to cut it in half, then slammed it down on the bat...
"What other moves do you have? Trying to imitate Jackie Chan? Haha!"
The foreigner turned off the chainsaw and threw it on the ground, ignoring my bat-handle attacks, and swung his huge fist straight at my face. I blocked it, but before I could even cry out in pain, a sharp pain shot through my abdomen, making my insides churn and my back double. Then I was hit on the back of the neck. I was already dazed, only hearing the kitten's meow and the foreigner's shouts, and being dragged along for a while...
"Get up!" A splash of cold water on my head brought me back to consciousness. It took me a while to realize I was lying on the ground like a worm, my hands and feet bound behind my back. Just as I was about to curse, the foreigner threw a water glass at me.
"Chinese bastard, you've got some nerve, fucking this little slut really well, her cunt's still wet..." Looking up, I saw the foreigner was completely naked, his crotch bulging like a giant cock from a foreign porn movie. I couldn't help but worry for Little Cat.
He grabbed Little Cat's wrist with one hand, pulled up a chair in front of me, and sat down boldly, his penis erect. Little Cat remained shyly facing away from me, seemingly unwilling to look at me—or perhaps unwilling for me to look at her?
"How strange! I want her to pee on you, but she won't. I want her to give me oral sex, and I want to ejaculate on you, but she won't. Hmph! Trying to be shy like everyone else! Fine, I'll do it to you right in front of him!" With that, he pulled the kitten to his side and roughly pressed her head against his penis.
The kitten secretly glanced at me, noticed I was looking at her, and immediately turned her head away. His penis was pressed against her cheek, but she kept her lips tightly closed, refusing to take it with her mouth.
"Damn it!" After several unsuccessful attempts to force her, the foreigner also got angry. He grabbed her hair and lifted her up, then slapped her: "I've taught you for so long, and now you're acting like a lady?" With that, he shoved the kitten to the ground, making her fall in front of me, and kicked the bags and luggage on the ground at her one by one, causing debris to fly everywhere.
"Don't hit her!" I shouted. The foreigner didn't say anything, but walked closer and kicked me hard in the waist. I felt like vomiting from the pain, unable to breathe, and my body curled up like a snake.
A warm sensation washed over my face. Through my tear-blurred vision, I saw the kitten sobbing and gently stroking my face. Sunlight streaming in from the window pierced her hair, making her look like an angel...
"Fine, I won't hit you then."
"Ah!" The kitten suddenly stumbled. I struggled to sit up to see what was happening. It turned out that the bastard had suddenly grabbed her right ankle, almost lifting her upside down.
"You slut! You really like Chinese guys? Fine, I'll fuck you first, then I'll kill him. I'll cut off his dick and leave it for you!" He said, straddling her legs, slightly crouching, and thrusting his penis into her vagina with one hand!
"Ouch!!" Under the merciless thrusting, the kitten screamed in agony, her hands desperately clawing at the ground, trying to pull the huge penis out. But she was already hanging upside down; how could she escape? My heart ached, but I dared not speak, afraid of angering this scoundrel and causing her further suffering.
"Is it good? Ha! Moan for me!" He thrust hard, yelling all the while.
"Ugh... Master... fuck me... ugh... so good... don't stop..." The kitten's face was streaked with tears, her fists clenched tightly on the ground, but her words didn't match her expression at all, as if they were lines she had memorized and recited over and over again.
"See? Chinese boy, this is how you use this slut, just keep thrusting! Scream louder!"
"Fuck me... so good... ugh... I feel so good..." The kitten obeyed and raised her voice. The kitten and I exchanged a glance, her eyes seeming even more heartbroken, and she immediately struggled to turn her hand to the left, trying to avoid my gaze.
Actually, I wanted to avoid it too. That guy just kept thrusting wildly with all his might, the kitten's pointed little breasts trembling violently, the lingering image forming a pair of alluring curves in my eyes, slowly arousing my penis. What I should be ashamed of is...
"What's wrong? Shy? Don't move!" the foreigner yelled, forcefully pressing down on the kitten's buttocks, but she wouldn't budge, kicking wildly. He got angry, grabbed her legs, and flung her to the left!
I couldn't help but exclaim, "Kitten!"
"What?" the bastard looked at me strangely, "Kitten? You call her Kitten? Haha!"
He laughed so hard he could hardly breathe, and after a while, he stood up straight, staring at me and saying, "Sissy! Short dick, no manliness at all!" Seeing his erect penis, I couldn't help but blush.
After saying that, the bastard walked towards the kitten. I saw the kitten covering her crotch with her hands, her body trembling slightly as she sobbed, making me feel even more ashamed of my throbbing penis.
I looked worriedly at the still sobbing kitten, noticing something strange in her eyes, but I really couldn't guess what she was thinking. But did I truly understand her...?
The foreigner bent down, grabbed the kitten by the ankle, and pulled her down in front of me. Suddenly, she turned to look at me, her right hand gently raised and twirled—it was the little scissors I used to cut her hair!
Scissors...wasn't that the kitten's biggest fear? Did I find them when she was thrown out? Or did he kick them over there when he was kicking things around? I didn't know; but did the kitten understand what scissors were for? Or did she only know they were weapons that had brought her extreme pain?
Either way, as long as I knew how to use them, that was enough!
"Chinese guy, here's another treat for you!" he said, reaching out and grabbing the kitten's hair. She was in pain, struggled slightly, and then obediently stood up, even using the moment of chaos to slide the scissors to my side. I immediately moved to hold them down.
The foreigner shook his arm, pulling the kitten's hair, and in pain, she could only stand up straight and look at him. She had been trained like an animal; watching her, I felt a pang of heartache.
He pointed at me and simply said two words:
"Fuck him."
Both Cat and I were stunned and looked at him simultaneously.
"Go!" He plopped down in the chair, then looked at me and said, "Don't say I discriminate against your short dick. I'll give you a good time before I cut it off!"
Cat's face was flushed, I didn't know if it was from shyness or from crying earlier. She cautiously spread her legs on top of me, slowly squatting down, but kept glancing back at the foreigner, as if afraid he would suddenly hit her.
I was originally lying on my side, but after Cat squatted down, she gently grasped my penis, like holding a handle, and turned me into a supine position. I felt extremely embarrassed, not wanting to take advantage of her, and with the foreigner watching, but under Cat's soft, warm hands, I half-heartedly gave in.
Cat first cupped the glans with her palm and gently rotated it a few times. I breathed a heavy sigh of pleasure, my buttocks and waist tightened, and my penis rose upwards.
A slight smile played on her lips as she guided my penis with one hand and spread her wet labia with the other, slowly drawing me into her burning body.
The kitten's buttocks lowered slowly, her upper body already pressing against me, her hands grasping my shoulders and stroking them, her head bowed to kiss and lick my chest.
Judging from her expression and hearing her rapid breathing, she seemed aroused as well. Did she know I was nearing death and want to spend one last intimate moment with me before I bled to death after being castrated?
Thinking this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. My glans was still enveloped in her hot, tight vagina, about to say goodbye forever. What did I care that foreigner was right beside me? So I thrust my hips forward, half of my penis suddenly plunging into the kitten's body.
"Oh~" The kitten froze for a moment, probably because of the vigorous thrusting earlier; her vagina was more open, and with the lubrication, she seemed to feel no pain. She smiled alluringly, then reached out to wrap her arms around my neck, but her arms weren't long enough.
So I lifted my legs to use as leverage to sit up, but my upper body, plus the kitten, was too heavy. I used my chin to lift myself up a little, and thankfully she immediately understood and sat up first, allowing me to sit upright smoothly. I happily kissed her cheek hard, and when she saw my smile, she smiled sweetly back.
On the last afternoon of my life, to find a soulmate who understands me perfectly—what more could I ask for? I lowered my head to kiss the kitten's lips, and she looked up to meet my kiss, embracing me and closing her eyes for a deep kiss.
The kitten clung tightly to my neck, her buttocks already expertly swaying back and forth. Her soft, warm, tender flesh enveloped my penis, stimulating me. Although her body hung precariously on my chest, this actually made it easier for her to move her hips.
Of course, the thrusting motion was small, but she couldn't accommodate my entire penis anyway, and her tender breasts pressed against my body, her little legs squeezing against my waist with each thrust. This tight contact compensated for the wild piston-like movements. I wished I could hold her tighter, to make us even closer!
Her smooth lower body bumped against my waist with each thrust. Although I couldn't see it, I could feel the warm liquid flowing over me, whether it was her sweat or her love juice, I didn't know. But whatever it was, it excited me even more...
My hands, feet, and waist couldn't help much, but my mouth, the only thing I could move, couldn't stop. I kept teasing her soft little tongue, and she clearly wasn't inexperienced anymore. Her little tongue, like a small fish, slid smoothly in my mouth, intertwining with my rough tongue.
"This is the last time..." At this moment, I completely understood the mindset of a death row inmate eating their last meal. I just suckled desperately like a baby nursing, drinking every drop of the kitten's saliva.
The kitten reciprocated, pressing her cheeks together, letting the sweet saliva flow from our tongues into my mouth. In her gentle embrace, her tender body pressed tightly against mine, and the pleasure emanating from my glans... I just wanted that devil to end me now, to record this moment as my last memory...
"Ugh... Ah... Ah..."
The saliva stopped. The kitten no longer had time to serve me; lust controlled her body, her mouth only capable of moaning, the remaining strength going to her limbs and back, violently shaking her little buttocks.
The kitten was so excited that she squeezed my shoulders until they ached, and I licked her sweaty neck with all my might, making her pant even more, her eyes rolling back, her buttocks moving even more violently.
"Master... Ah! Oh..."
"Mmm..." The foreigner groaned softly. I glanced to the side and saw he had already ejaculated. Who could resist watching a pretty little girl get aroused? I was also on the verge of climaxing, but the kitten was a step ahead.
"Master! Master! Ah oh..."
Her body convulsed, she cried out a few times, her little hole tightly gripping my penis. I was ready to go, but I was just a little short, and unfortunately, I couldn't move...
The kitten's body trembled for several seconds before she lowered her head, gazing at me with a seductive look, and smiled gently. I couldn't resist leaning forward to kiss her.
But her arms, which were wrapped around my neck, slipped, and with a "Ah!" she sat down on my penis. I felt my penis plunge straight into her deepest depths!
"Ah!" Reaching the very end of her opening, the kitten tensed and collapsed onto my lap, her body trembling violently. Her thighs clenched tightly, then thrust again, and my penis was abruptly pulled out, swinging a few times in the air. I couldn't hold back any longer, and my semen sprayed directly onto the kitten's convulsing body.
For a moment, only the panting of the three of us after our orgasms filled the house; no one moved. Finally, the foreigner spoke first.
"You slut! Just scream your lungs out while he's fucking you!" The foreigner said, standing up, his penis still hard. "Damn, this is getting me excited! I was going to wait two more years to fuck your ass, but since there's an audience, let's do it now!"
He grinned maliciously, grabbing the kitten's slender waist and lifting her up. The kitten sensed danger and desperately tried to break free, but the size difference was too great. In her panic, she kicked wildly, one leg landing squarely on his stomach. He bent over and remained silent for a long time, but his hands didn't loosen.
"You bastard!" After resting for a while, the foreigner suddenly flung his hands away, throwing the kitten hard to the ground. Only then did he pick her up and place her on a chair, wrapping her hands and thighs with my blanket to the chair legs. Probably because of the pain from the fall, the kitten didn't dare to struggle this time.
"Hmph..." The foreigner leered and turned to look at me: "Do you have any butter at home?"
"I don't know..."
"Don't play dumb!" he shouted, which was truly frightening.
"Really...look, the living room is full of luggage. I haven't been here long, and I don't have many things—"
"No cooking oil either?"
"I...don't know..."
"You should have ointment or something, right?!"
"I knew I had some, but you were kicking around just now..."
"Hmph!" He sneered, "You think I'll let you go and look for it? Dream on! I'll go look in the kitchen right now, and after you've finished watching the show, I'll saw off your head..." He then gestured with his hand as if sawing at my neck. I couldn't help but shiver.
The foreigner laughed loudly and walked towards the kitchen. I looked at the cat, smiled, and immediately began to twist my body frantically. After a while, I finally managed to hold the scissors upside down and started cutting the rope on my wrist.
"Found it!" My heart skipped a beat. I looked up and saw the foreigner had returned to the living room, holding a bottle of salad oil. "At least you're not a complete pauper! I'll make your death quicker!"
I quickened my pace to cut, thankfully he was only using the nylon rope I used to tie my luggage. After cutting a few turns, I twisted it, and my hand was free.
The foreigner poked the bottle of salad oil into the kitten's anus, then squeezed hard, pouring the frozen salad oil into her anus. The kitten must have felt uncomfortable, she screamed, her legs buckled, and even the chair tipped over.
"Feels good? Haha! There's something even better coming soon!" The foreigner was probably too excited. After righting the chair, the kitten's buttocks were facing me, and he moved in that direction, forgetting my position, which made it easier for me to cut the rope around her ankles.
"Ha! Here's one... no, two fingers!"
"Ah! Ahhhhhh! Ah!!!" His arm moved back and forth rapidly, and the kitten screamed in pain. I quickened my pace, cutting all the ropes, but my legs were numb from being tied up for so long, and I couldn't stand up for a moment.
"Does it hurt? That's good! Here comes the penis!" He spread his elbows apart and thrust his buttocks forward violently.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!"
I was furious. I struggled to my feet, and it took two or three seconds for the light to fade. Before my eyes, I saw the foreigner's body thrashing violently, the kitten's head and legs shaking incessantly, its tiny toes curled tightly—clearly in extreme pain. I looked at the small scissors in my hand; they weren't enough to hurt anyone. I looked around and suddenly noticed a red ribbon on the ground… A
red ribbon, I don't know when it was untied… I'll tie it around my kitten's neck again…
That's right, the military knife! The fireplace is right behind me!
"Damn it, this little slut is so tight... Hurry, moan!!"
"Ah... Insert... I... Ah ah..." In the pain, the kitten couldn't even finish reciting the lines she knew so well. Don't be afraid, my kitten, I'm here to relieve your pain and your sorrowful past! I'm coming...
I dug up a large patch of turf behind the house, and then dug a five-foot-deep hole. I'll also prepare some flower seeds, and after filling in the soil and laying back the turf, I'll plant them to add some life to my and the kitten's home.
The sunlight shone on the kitten and me, as warm as the day I first came to this little house. Together, we sprinkled handfuls of soil into the hole, burying this terrifying experience and the kitten's past little by little, turning everything into vibrant flowers.
Four close friends boldly indulged in lust.

Actually, it's hard for many people to understand that Xiao Ai, Xiao Wu, Hui, and I could become such good friends. Because the four of us have completely different personalities:
Xiao Wu is a designer, the kind of man at the forefront of fashion. He's usually quite unrestrained in his words and actions, and loves to seek pleasure everywhere. With his looks, he has plenty of girls wanting to sleep with him in bars. If Xiao Wu is a spirited young lamb, then Hui is as deep and mysterious as the night. He doesn't like to dress up and isn't very good at socializing. Only when he's with us, his closest friends, will Hui laugh and talk freely. But deep down, he always seems to be hiding some secrets he doesn't want to reveal. Xiao Ai and I were college classmates and later became colleagues. For the past six years, we've been inseparable. We've developed such a tacit understanding that a single glance is enough for us to grasp each other's thoughts. Xiao Ai has striking, expressive features and a chivalrous air about her. Being with her makes me feel safe, and I always want to stick close to her when we go out. Sometimes Xiao Ai jokes, "Because of you, I probably'll never have a man in my life!" I'll laugh, hug her tightly, and give her a big kiss, childishly replying, "Then I want you! You want me too!" The four of us came together through work, and that "Truth or Dare" game deepened our friendship. Many of you have probably played it! Four people play together, and whoever loses has to draw lots to decide whether to answer a tricky question from their partner or do something their partner asks them to do. That day, we had a great time. The feeling of being honest with each other was truly comforting, and a strange sense of trust naturally arose within us.
Our once smooth-sailing friendship took a sudden turn that day… Even now, thinking back to that night, I still desperately want to avoid it… I still can’t believe that the four of us actually did something I’d only ever seen in porn: group sex.
It’s ridiculous, isn’t it? I’m not a sexually open girl, but I’ve had sex with my boyfriend before, so I still secretly peek into and pay attention to sex.
Xiao Wu is undoubtedly the “sex expert” among the four of us. When we eat together, he often drops bombshells:
“That woman I hooked up with at the bar yesterday just messaged me again! She said she’s been thinking about giving me oral sex all day! Holy crap! How slutty!” At this point, Xiao Ai would usually deftly raise her chopsticks and throw them at him, while Hui and I would burst into laughter. Xiao Wu didn't stop there. He loved to describe in detail his romantic affairs: which woman wore only a thong and didn't want him to take off her panties during sex, preferring him to penetrate her directly from the side of her pants; which woman's clitoris was easily aroused, becoming wet and dripping with juices after just a few rubs; which woman pretended to be innocent, half-heartedly resisting when undressing, and only moaning when the lights were off during sex… Xiao Wu's stories with those women were like daily updates of adult films on a website. For him, there was no such thing as "love" between them, only pure desire—the need to have sex and the need to be had sex. Bars, dance floors, the internet… those were just more subtle platforms. Once he found someone he liked, there was no need to hide anything anymore.
He also had a fixed habit: every time he took a woman to a hotel, he would choose the same room in the same hotel. I asked him if he got a discount as a regular customer? He replied dismissively, "Do I care about a few bucks? Last time, some slut knew it was my usual spot and insisted I go somewhere else, saying she was worried it wasn't clean. I'd rather she had a disease! I threw her a few hundred bucks and told her to get lost." "Wasn't that a huge disappointment? A night of bliss just ruined like that?" Xiao Ai pressed on relentlessly.
Xiao Wu grinned smugly, "If you were that woman, would you just take the money and leave? She stuffed the money into my pants, hugged my neck, and said, 'Tonight I'm going to make you forget every woman who's ever slept in this bed before!'..." Amidst our boos, Xiao Wu finally didn't continue this erotic tale, leaving us with some trivial speculations.
I found myself wondering: Was Xiao Wu really as good in bed as he described? Did those women have some special techniques I didn't know about? Was their sex life far more intense than anything I'd experienced before? Hui told me: Men all like to boast about their sexual prowess, just like animals do when courting; don't take it seriously.
But Xiao Ai wasn't so polite. Every time I asked Xiao Wu with a surprised look, "Really?", Xiao Ai would interrupt:
"You want to know? Just try it yourself! Xiao Wu, oh?" "Helping newcomers is my bounden duty, but the prerequisite is that you have to be creative, not like a dead fish." Xiao Wu's ability to seize opportunities was no less than his skills in bed.
Finally, one day, this joke angered me. Xiao Ai had repeatedly provoked me, and Xiao Wu always labeled me a "sexual idiot" and a "late bloomer." For some reason, I suddenly felt that I shouldn't tolerate their ridicule and contempt anymore. When they laughed as usual, I stood up, walked to Xiao Wu's side, and lightly jumped onto his desk, saying to him, "I really want to try. If you're a man, don't just talk the talk. Take me to a hotel room today, and I'll definitely oblige!" Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, then immediately reverted to his "playboy" nature: "No problem, just don't feel like you're at a disadvantage." "I'm not one to be trifled with, don't worry." I deliberately crossed my legs and changed my sitting position. My short pencil skirt could barely cover my underwear. I looked up and found Xiao Wu staring at me. He tried to appear calm, but the movement of his Adam's apple as he swallowed was too obvious. I knew he had lost his composure.
Actually, I never flaunt myself like this when I'm with the three of them, but on this day, I felt determined to prove to them that I can be sexy too, and that I can seduce men like Xiao Wu who enjoy having fun, if I wanted to.
Suddenly, a wicked thought flashed through my mind: "I think Hui and Xiao Ai could give it a try!" Now it was Hui and Xiao Ai's turn to feel awkward, especially Hui, who doesn't usually joke like this. But if he made excuses now, Xiao Ai would be the one who lost face the most. As a girl, being rejected by a man like that is truly a sad thing.
"As long as Hui agrees, I have no objection. We can share a room and save money on drinks! If we're going to be crazy, let's go all out!" Xiao Ai glanced at me, challenging Xiao Wu and me arrogantly.
The three of us looked at Hui, probably wondering what decision he would make. I thought Hui would laugh it off and let it go, but to my surprise, he actually agreed… “Why would I disagree? Let’s all do it together. I’m ready to play however you want.” Hui’s speech was always slow and his voice low and steady, but I could already hear the undercurrent of desire churning within him.
Our earth-shattering revelry was an affirmation of our indulgent attitudes and a tacit agreement with each other—we’re all no good at heart! Haha!
After dinner, our group followed Xiao Wu to his usual hotel.
The receptionist looked at the four of us and asked with a suspicious gaze, “Do you want two rooms or a suite?” “One standard room, I’ll just sleep with my friend!” Xiao Wu answered casually without hesitation.
Xiao Ai, however, gave a sly smile behind us; I knew she understood the implication of Xiao Wu’s words. But I couldn’t laugh anymore. At this moment, I still felt timid… I wondered if everyone was like me, just pretending on the surface?
I turned to look at Hui again, and he was looking at me too. Our eyes met for a fleeting moment before he looked away. This small gesture made me feel like he was about to fully immerse himself in the game… Entering the room, I suddenly noticed a faint fragrance, the scent of shower gel or shampoo, mixed with a hint of tobacco. I deliberately moved closer to Xiao Wu and inhaled the scent from behind his neck. Sure enough, it was his scent.
“What? Can’t wait to get it?” I hadn’t expected Xiao Wu to be so perceptive, noticing my little action.
I decided to play along, moving closer and staring at his lips with dreamy eyes: "Yeah...right now!" "Let's drink first, play some games before we do anything else! Otherwise, I won't be able to get into character!" Xiao Ai chimed in, trying to smooth things over. I stopped and bounced back to sitting next to Xiao Ai, helping with the arrangements.
The "game" we were talking about was Truth or Dare, and since it was meant to be a setup, we decided to make it a bit more difficult. For convenience, we pushed the two separate single beds together.
In the first round of warm-up, the loser had to drink half a can of beer. I was unlucky and lost twice in a row. When I had only a quarter left, I was already feeling dizzy and had to beg for mercy.
"Then you have to feed the rest of the beer to anyone here with your mouth!" Xiao Ai's ability to egg people on was top-notch; she must have been very experienced with wedding night pranks.
"I'll drink it for her." Surprisingly, it was Hui who stepped in to help me out. Wasn't he supposed to be my one-night stand tonight? Could it be… “No, no! That’s too easy on Linlin! If you’re willing to do it, let her feed you the wine mouth-to-mouth! Until this jar is empty!” Under Xiao Wu and Xiao Ai’s “tyranny,” Hui and I had no choice but to comply. When I got close to Hui’s face, I realized he had a very masculine face. If this were ancient times, such a face would definitely belong to a general or marshal. Moreover, Hui didn’t smoke, and the only thing he smelled of was a faint scent of soap. His body was very hot, and the heat he emitted transformed this very ordinary scent into something sexy… I even couldn’t help but open my lips and press my slightly cool lips against his… His lips were burning hot… The moment our lips touched, he immediately held my mouth tightly! I tried to pull away, but I couldn’t. He not only kissed me like a lover, but I also felt him uncontrollably licking his soft tongue between my teeth… My body seemed to have a series of chain reactions, a strange… itchy feeling.
I knew what this subtle reaction meant. Hui's masculinity was just too alluring. I never imagined I had such a formidable person by my side all along. Because he never boasted like Xiao Wu, we had all overlooked his abilities... When Hui and I recovered from our dazed state, we finally let go... I looked at Xiao Wu and Xiao Ai's mischievous grins with embarrassment, thinking: Laugh all you want, it'll be your turn soon!
After the warm-up, the game officially began. Xiao Wu lost the first round, and his "dare" was to take off all his pants in front of us. However, when he was down to his underwear, he refused to take any more off. We laughed at him triumphantly, but looking at his white underwear tightly wrapped around his full buttocks, my body reacted even more strongly... Although Xiao Wu wasn't very tall, he still had well-defined abs, and connected to his abs was that prominent genital area... Imagining that in a little while, that thick thing would be inserted into my body, squeezed by my vagina, thrusting back and forth... my breathing became noticeably rapid, and I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest.
I continued playing the game in a daze. In the second round, Xiao Ai lost, and she happily accepted her dare.
"Let Xiao Ai lick the three of us with her tongue until we all get excited!" Xiao Wu, out of revenge, came up with this extremely perverted request.
Xiao Ai pouted and protested, saying, "Why is my dare so hard?! Can't I just lick one person? I promise I'll make that person feel good!" "Then aren't the other two pitiful?" Hui chuckled, dismissing Xiao Ai's bargaining.
"Then... I'll lick Linlin first! You two men, get out of my way!" I froze again, but Xiao Ai nimbly crawled from the other side of the bed to my side. This alluring and deadly Xiao Ai was wearing a low-cut shirt, and as she crouched down to crawl over, her full, round breasts swayed inside! She deliberately didn't wear a bra; she always did this. Sometimes I could tell when she leaned against me in the office.
Xiao Ai leaned against my chest, looking at me a little shyly: "I'm going to start! You have to cooperate with me..." Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly lifted my shirt!!
I gasped and tried to pull my clothes down, but she stopped me with her other hand. She breathed heavily and whispered in my ear, "Don't go back on your word! You promised you'd lick me and excite me..." I was completely at a loss. In front of the two men, Xiao Ai skillfully pulled aside my lace bra... In an instant, my nipples were exposed to them... Overwhelmed with shyness, I could only squint and turn my face into Xiao Ai's embrace. Xiao Ai's breasts were pressed against my burning cheeks, and what was even more unbearable was—she was actually licking me with her wet, soft tongue...!
I couldn't take it anymore! I never imagined that one day I would be caressed like this by a woman, especially my best friend! I watched as her nimble tongue swept back and forth across my nipples, my breasts, glistening with a sticky, moist fluid, bathed in the dim light, looking exceptionally alluring… My nipples quickly hardened, my entire breasts throbbing slightly from Xiao Ai's gentle caresses… I couldn't control my instincts; I, who usually prided myself on my reserve, couldn't suppress the onslaught of pleasure and let out a soft moan… a moan I rarely made even with my boyfriend, because I hadn't experienced such intense pleasure then!
Xiao Ai continued to knead my nipples with one hand, while the other slipped inside her shirt… I heard her begin to moan too… Curious, I pressed my hand above her nipple… Her clitoris was hard and pressing against the thin shirt!
I knew the mission of this "truth or dare" game was complete, because all four of us were now burning with desire!
I saw Xiao Ai place the hand that had been caressing her on the center of Xiao Wu's white underwear. His penis, which hadn't been particularly prominent before, was now almost completely exposed, struggling to break free. Xiao Ai moaned with pleasure, and Xiao Wu began to let out ecstatic moans mixed with his panting… I looked at Hui, who was relatively the calmest, and signaled to him that it was time to make a move. Hui didn't immediately join us; instead, he took off his pants and shirt and walked behind me… I smelled a strong scent of male lubrication, so strong it overpowered the original scents of soap, tobacco, and others. Hui gently licked my earlobe and placed both hands on my breasts—naturally leading Xiao Ai's hands to Xiao Wu's lower body.
Hui pulled me into his arms, gently caressing my earlobes, eyelashes, neck, collarbone, shoulders, and breasts with varying pressure… His tenderness carried a hint of the love I had longed for… I glanced at the couple beside us; they had already stripped off all their clothes and were naked, getting straight to the point right next to Hui and me! Xiao Ai's soft moan made me tremble involuntarily… Her skin was healthy and supple, and Xiao Wu pressed tightly against her, his firm buttocks raised high, thrusting in and out again and again, in… in… The rhythmic moans rose higher and higher.
"Do you want me to 'go inside'?" Hui murmured softly, looking up.
I shook my head half-heartedly, wondering how Hui would react.
Hui flashed his signature slight smile again, and while I was still lost in the moment, Hui unexpectedly straddled my legs! Without a word, he spread my legs and started "eating" me... Oh my god, I hadn't even taken my underwear off yet! Hui was licking my most private parts through my pink silk panties... I could feel myself getting incredibly wet, the soaked panties clinging to my opening, making me incredibly excited. Finally, Hui forcefully ripped open my bra and shorts, and without a moment's hesitation, thrust his penis into my body... That night, we played until all four of us were exhausted. God knows how many positions we tried, I only vaguely remember Hui ejaculating on my breasts... Then Xiao Wu also fucked me hard from behind, I screamed ecstatically, my voice trembling... My breasts were shaking wildly, Xiao Ai seemed to have joined us, she lay under me and played with my nipples with her mouth, while Hui rode on top of her and fucked me... "...You're so slutty, Linlin... I never thought you were such a slut in bed...! Is it good?...Slut...!" Xiao Wu completely forgot that I was one of his best friends, he called my name passionately, along with those dirty words that could bring him to climax. That night, I really was a complete slut, we all were.
The experience of that night was somewhat hazy and unclear due to the influence of alcohol, but despite this, we all unanimously considered it the most unique and unforgettable sexual experience of our lives, and that night completely changed the friendship between the four of us. Afterwards, Hui, Xiao Ai, Xiao Wu, and I each went to hotels separately, but the excitement and peak pleasure of that night were hard to recapture. The once inseparable friendship of the four of us was gone forever.
"If you could choose again, would you regret it?" Hui asked me this question, and Xiao Ai asked it too. I had no answer. Was it worth it? I couldn't measure it; it was a secret shared by the four of us, a lifelong mystery…

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