Purple Sisters

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Li Zhenyong is a famous, flamboyant singer and adult cartoonist of Japanese descent. An only son from a wealthy family, his sole passion is womanizing.
Whenever he encounters a beautiful woman, he will go to great lengths to possess her.
Weng Yanqiu, on the other hand, grew up in a strict, wealthy family. Unmarried, she is driven by youthful rebellion, frequently renting and watching pornographic videos at MTVs and masturbating at home, resulting in a strong sexual appetite.
Wang Lichun is a young foreign maid, plain-looking but with a high sex drive.
The Li and Weng families are longtime friends, and the two were childhood sweethearts. However, due to business dealings, the Li family moved to Japan when Zhenyong was young. Zhenyong has a natural talent for drawing, especially comics; he can complete a drawing in just a few strokes. He also has a considerable interest in poetry, so his father hired several masters to tutor him from a young age, which contributed to his later achievements in these areas.
Because of his youthful exuberance and strong sexual desires, Zhenyong's songs, poems, and paintings were filled with eroticism. The younger generation in Japan saw Zhenyong's achievements as their representative, making him very popular and an idol.
One day, looking at childhood photos with a little girl in one of them, he was reminded of his childhood sweetheart and decided to return to Taiwan to find her.
Zhenyong inquired extensively and finally found her. Early that morning, he arrived at the Weng family home with gifts. Coincidentally, Yanqiu's father was also in Japan visiting Li's father, so only Yanqiu and her daughter Lichun were home.
Upon seeing Yanqiu, Zhenyong showed her the childhood photos and introduced himself. Yanqiu, having not seen him for over twenty years and with her father absent, hesitated to acknowledge him immediately, secretly thinking that testing him wouldn't hurt.
She then thought of Li Zhenyong, who was the idol and lover of Japanese students today. He was handsome, sang well, and was also exceptionally talented in literature. She didn't believe he was just a "talented man," so she snorted and said, "You flower thief. You're so bold, daring to pretend to be a handsome man and claim to be skilled in singing, poetry, and painting. Show me your special skills."
When Zhenyong saw that she wanted to test his talents, he laughed and said, "Sister, you are also a beauty! We are a match made in heaven, a perfect pair, as people say, 'a talented man and a beautiful woman.' I also have a special skill that I can teach you for life."
Then he began to thrust again. Yanqiu pushed him away, frowning, and said, "If you really are my childhood playmate, Li Zhenyong, then I will marry you; otherwise..." Zhenyong forced himself to say, "Sister, don't doubt me. I'll sing you a song, recite a poem, and then draw a picture for you to see if it's true or not."
Zhenyong calmly sang "The Frenzy of Sex," and Yanqiu listened, mesmerized, her face slightly flushed. After Zhenyong finished singing, he paused and said, "Sister, let me write a poem for your alluring parts." He then recited:
Yanqiu listened and muttered under her breath, "What a filthy scoundrel! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth." She then lightly slapped him.
Miss Yanqiu paused for a moment, then urged him, "I've heard your 'sex songs' and 'erotic poems,' but I want to see your paintings."
She then swayed her slender waist and swayed her pink hips, insisting he get up and paint. Zhenyong reluctantly got up and ordered his attendant Tang Xing to grind ink and lay out paper for him. He smiled at Yanqiu and said, "Sister, would you like to see a painting of a golden boy and a jade maiden?"
Yanqiu said, "Stop arguing! Paint whatever you want, anything is fine." Zhenyong was delighted and quickly finished the painting in a few strokes, then presented it to her.
Yanqiu leaned close to him and saw the portrait of the golden boy and jade maiden. The golden boy resembled Zhenyong, while the jade maiden resembled herself, both completely naked—one pinching her breasts, the other holding a large penis, their eyes fixed on that spot. She sat in his lap, her eyes seductive, her hands parting her vulva, facing the thick, black penis, as if about to insert it. Yanqiu blushed and scolded in a coquettish voice, "You're so bad..." Seeing this,
Zhenyong took the opportunity to hug Yanqiu and kiss her, saying, "Sister, keep it. Consider it my token of love for you."
Yanqiu cried out, "Ah! Brother Li... Darling... Please... Please... My hole is waiting... Hurry up and put it in... I can't take it anymore..."
Upon hearing this, Zhenyong spread Yanqiu's two fair thighs wide apart, making her vagina as wide as possible, and then pounced on her like a hungry tiger, inserting his thick, black penis into her swollen vulva. Yanqiu's vagina had been waiting for this for a while, and her vaginal fluids were already overflowing. So, with a "whoosh!" sound, the entire penis was completely submerged in her vagina.
Yanqiu was inexperienced, this was her first time experiencing this, and the thick penis had been causing her unbearable pain. Now, being penetrated by an extra-large one, reaching the very core of her vagina, was like winning the grand prize. She was both afraid and excited; afraid that if it was too rough, she might be penetrated through... excited that she had finally won this grand prize. Soon, the pain in her vagina disappeared completely, and she moaned and groaned, her eyes half-closed, her voice soft and beautiful, a unique and moving melody. The more Zhenyong heard it, the more aroused he became, and he thrust heavily and relentlessly, the sound of her vaginal fluids splashing and sloshing around, further arousing his lust. Now,
their feelings were no longer those of a secret affair or a humiliating act, but rather of mutual desire and joy. Both were in love, and so they engaged in this romantic affair with great enthusiasm, satisfying each other completely. Her alluring eyes were now narrowed to slits, her slender waist swaying even more rapidly, her two plump vulvas gripping the thick iron rod tightly with each opening and closing.
Zhenyong's heart was intoxicated, like a wild horse galloping across the plains, rising and falling, high and low, each thrust so heavy it reached the very core, each stroke so rapid it moved back and forth. Gradually, his tension grew, his penis harder and thicker, his blood seemed to boil, his desire reaching its peak. Their bodies were about to explode.
The only sounds in the room were panting and intermittent moans, the sound of waves crashing against the rocks. Yanqiu cried out, "Ah... I can't hold back... It feels so good... I'm going to come... Hurry up and fuck me hard... My dear ancestor... Turn faster... Grind harder... I'm going to come... I'm going to come... Turn again... Grind faster... I'm going to come..." Finally, Zhenyong let out a long breath, hugged her tightly, and his large glans kissed her clitoris, throbbing. A string of hot, spicy semen shot deep into her womb like a cannonball. She felt as if she had received a precious elixir, clenching her plump vulva tightly, not letting a drop escape. She was suffocating, paralyzed, and satisfied, her soul floating lightly in the wind. After they both reached ecstasy, Zhenyong held Yanqiu tightly, his penis throbbing inside her.
After resting and cuddling for a while, Zhenyong gently withdrew his still-erect penis from her jade-like legs. In an instant, "fallen petals covered the mat in crimson," just as the poem describes: "When I came, the flowers at the river mouth welcomed me in; now that I've picked them, the moon at the river's edge sees me off." He carefully wiped her clean and then held her in his arms as they drifted off into a deep sleep.
Zhenyong stayed at the Weng family's house for two or three days, and Miss Yanqiu urged him every day to quickly arrange a marriage with a matchmaker to fulfill his lifelong wish. Zhenyong thought it made sense. That night, their passion intensified, and they made love from the first watch until the third watch, their lovemaking intense. They made love repeatedly, each thrusting and parrying, until they lost track of time. Miss Yanqiu saw him out of the room, repeatedly reminding him before he returned to his own room.
The next morning, Zhenyong remembered that the Xie family had a beautiful Chinese lady named Xie Tianxiang. He was about to change into his casual clothes when he felt a stomach ache. The pain intensified quickly, and he lay on the bed groaning and calling out for Tang Xing, but Tang Xing didn't turn around. Clearly, he wasn't home. Zhenyong was in pain, anxious, angry, and terrified. He leaned against the edge of the bed, cursing, "That damned Tang Xing, that bastard, where has he gone to die? Ugh... ugh..."
His groans and curses alerted Miss Yanqiu, a foreign woman named Lichun. She rushed in and asked him what was wrong. Zhenyong couldn't understand what she was saying; he was trembling with pain, sweat pouring from his forehead, clutching his stomach and groaning. Lichun saw that he was pale and blue-lipped, looking like he was about to meet the King of Hell. She was so frightened that she forgot to call a doctor.
She stared at him, feeling a pang of sadness. How could he suddenly fall ill? He couldn't even speak clearly; how could she explain this to the young lady? The more anxious she became, the more disoriented she felt. She climbed onto the bed and began to haphazardly massage and knead him. By then, Zhenyong had fainted from the pain. She simply took off his clothes to check—there was nothing there, no redness or swelling. She reached out and touched his stomach, finding it burning hot. As she massaged, she accidentally touched his lower abdomen—and lo and behold! That area was even hotter, hotter than his stomach. She massaged it vigorously; she knew this was where his fatal ailment lay.
However, the heat didn't decrease but rather increased. Strangely, Zhenyong also seemed to be feeling a little better? But he still hadn't woken up. Her hands continued massaging his lower abdomen, when something touched her. At first, it felt soft and unremarkable, perhaps because she was so anxious to save him that she hadn't paid attention. Now, however, it felt like a freshly forged iron rod, hot and hard, burning her hand. Her heart pounded, her face flushed, and her hands trembled. Looking at Zhenyong, her expression seemed much better. He was only groaning softly, still in great pain. She thought, "This isn't a proper cure. I should get a doctor to examine him."
But where could she find a doctor? Perhaps she could try a folk remedy from her hometown? But in her heart, she thought, if she could cure his illness, wouldn't she, Lichun, be his great benefactor? She wouldn't dare say it was Miss Weng, but at least she would benefit from her for the rest of her life.
So this lewd foreign worker also started having erotic dreams. She secretly closed the door again and climbed back into bed. She seemed even more confident now, her heart brimming with joy, and she couldn't help but laugh wantonly.
Zhenyong had felt slightly better after her massage, but the pain intensified after she stopped for so long. His moans grew louder, and he was sweating profusely, even more so than before she had massaged him. Then
Lichun stripped Zhenyong naked. She was amazed at how her future son-in-law had such fine, white skin! It was even more tender and smooth than her own! No wonder her young mistress liked it so much, wanting to play with it all night long!
Lichun vigorously massaged his stomach, moving up and down, but each time she touched his lower abdomen, Zhenyong's moans would stop, only to resume as soon as her hand left. Now that she knew how to treat his strange ailment, she stripped herself naked, then sat him on her lap with his legs together. She rubbed the prickly, hairy area of his lower abdomen, while her other hand grasped his soft, not-so-impressive penis, gently kneading and stroking it. As she stroked and stroked it, she felt a growing heat. With
each squeeze and stroking, Zhenyong's painful moans ceased, his chest heaving as he breathed weakly. Seeing this, she squeezed tighter and stroking faster, occasionally smearing some of her own fluids on it for the half-dead creature to absorb. Strangely enough! Her body fluids were more potent than nectar, faster than a modern doctor's injection—just look! Suddenly, this thing jumped in Li Chun's hand, and it jumped incredibly fast. Li Chun hadn't expected it to become so fast; thick, long, hard, hot, and with bulging veins! She could no longer hold it with one hand.
Seeing her aroused, Li Chun bent down, opened her cherry-like mouth as wide as possible, and slowly sucked and swallowed the thick, long, hard, hot, and bulging penis. Li Chun's soft mouth tightly sucked on the penis, and then she licked the glans with her tongue, making Zhen Yong feel as if a hot breath had penetrated his bones and dantian, a tingling and pleasurable sensation. His painful groans grew softer and softer.
This girl, Li Chun, had tasted this kind of meat before, from Tang Xing's, but none were as magnificent and powerful as this one! At this moment, her desire burned fiercely. That tiny, plump opening felt like a nest of ants had been overturned, with thousands crawling and biting inside, making her tremble all over. She gripped the penis and stroked it a few more times, then it stood erect, thrusting against her most exquisite spot. She let out a soft "Ah!" biting her thin lips, closing her eyes, and parted the thick flesh with her hands, twisting her waist and rubbing it frantically. The rubbing caused Lichun to gush with lustful fluids, her white, tender buttocks swaying incessantly.
Lichun felt as if it were an extra-large penis, a treasure from heaven, like winning the lottery. Without it, the world would cease to exist. For a woman, if she had experienced it once and then lost it, it would be worse than death! It was incredibly hot and hard inside, making her entire vulva tingle and itch, both unbearably painful and incredibly pleasurable—it was even more irresistible. Lichun frantically stroked it, thrusting up and down wildly, shaking and swaying. It happened countless times, leaving her drenched in sweat and panting heavily.
Oh! This method really works! The "beating into the flesh" technique is far superior to that of the Mongolian doctor, adding another medical method to the history of Chinese medicine. Li Zhenyong, after being massaged and spit out by her, indeed slowly woke up. In his hazy state, he felt that it felt very good down there. When he opened his eyes again, he saw himself lying naked on the bed, and that slut Li Chun was completely naked. Sitting on her lower abdomen, the fleshy pillar bobbed up and down, she was quite attractive, with dark yet delicate skin. But at this moment, she seemed quite serious about her work in bed, thrusting her fleshy belly forward and backward, high and low. With her hands behind her head, her large, high breasts swayed back and forth, a truly beautiful sight. Adding to this, she made alluring gestures, casting flirtatious glances and softly calling out, "Young Master Li, dear brother, you're making me so happy…swish…swish…"
Zhenyong had no affection for her, but now, with his illness still lingering and his mind not fully clear, his animalistic instincts flared up. He gripped her large breasts tightly, kneading and rubbing them roughly, until they were immediately bruised and red.
Sigh! This guy is ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever. His thing is even more furious, thrusting higher and deeper, piercing her core with every stroke. But this slut doesn't care at all, she's really shameless. On the contrary, she enjoys this hot stimulation, igniting a great fire of "sex" that fuels her crude and disgusting actions. For a moment, all that could be seen was Lichun, in a horse-riding squatting position, relentlessly filling and manipulating her tender red hole, a truly... The way she moved was truly lewd and obscene. Now, this raging, insatiable lust caused Lichun's vagina to overflow with fluids like a waterfall. Her vaginal fluids surged and flowed freely, and she cried out, "Ugh... God... It's so beautiful... Good... Dear brother... So comfortable... Ah... Hmm... I'm dying... My little hole is being fucked to death... Ah..."
Zhenyong's moans aroused his bestial instincts, and he thrust his penis upwards, grinding and rotating the large glans against her vagina. Lichun, her body writhing and moaning as the large glans rubbed against her vaginal walls, cried out, "Ouch...it's so itchy...my vagina is so itchy...it's killing me...help, Brother Li...quick...stop rubbing...fuck me...fuck me hard...I want you...fuck me hard..."
"Ah...it's so beautiful...it's so comfortable...I'm in heaven...uh...um...oh...it feels so good...you really know how to fuck...every thrust makes me want to cum...ah...I love you..." "
Oh...I can't hold back...it feels so good...I'm going to cum...fuck me hard...my dear...turn around...grind hard...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum...turn around...grind...I'm going to cum..." This continued until Zhenyong's illness was completely cured. She also released a thick, white fluid, filling him with a feeling of complete comfort and ecstasy.
She clung to him, stroking his soft skin and calling out affectionately, "Brother Zhenyong, I've cured your illness. How should you repay me?" He had intended to push her away, but upon hearing her words, he paused, stunned. "My stomach was hurting so badly just now, how did she suddenly climb on top of me and start doing that?"
She giggled lewdly and said with a smirk, "As long as you don't mind me, just let me know when you need me in the future. I'll do my best and make sure you're satisfied, okay?"
From then on, Zhenyong had another object of his lewd lovemaking.

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