This lecherous woman actually really wants to conquer the man next door.

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I don't know how other single women spend their leisure time, but mine is unique and rather vulgar. I like to watch pornographic DVDs, and when I do, I play some elegant music to create a dreamlike atmosphere. This atmosphere, combined with the stimulating scenes in the DVDs, is truly a pleasure! I can say that no one would think of appreciating pornographic DVDs the way I do. Also, I must introduce my expensive dog, "Excitement," who always keeps me company while I watch porn. Having him by my side is a wonderful feeling.

Single women like me, belonging to the white-collar class, are always seen as sophisticated and elegant. In reality, that's just our appearance. In our private lives, we are empty, even vulgar, just like me, tirelessly watching pornographic DVDs. And if I don't tell anyone, probably no one would know. Of course, my dog "Excitement" is an exception. Watching

too much pornographic DVDs will definitely cause a series of subtle changes in a person. I always thought that all men in the world were dirty and vulgar. And because of this, I swore never to get married. However, every time I watched porn, I would often become extremely aroused. I couldn't control myself and had to resort to masturbation to relieve my desires. This almost became a part of my life. As I watched more and more porn, I also learned more and more masturbation techniques. Later, I even went to a sex shop and bought a vibrator. Whenever I was aroused, I would take it out and use it. The pleasure was indescribable! I think other single women are also secretly enjoying this kind of pleasure!

One Saturday afternoon, I went to my usual spot by the river to wait for the girl who sold porn to me. After a long time, she appeared beside me. She said she had new stock and asked if I wanted to buy any. She always thought I was in the porn business, and I tried to leave her with that impression as well. I said I wanted Japanese ones, because there were many people buying Japanese ones. She helped me choose ten, and I paid for them. Then, I tried to sneak away from her, but she followed me, insisting that I buy Hong Kong ones as well. I glared at her and said fiercely, "Don't follow me, go away!"

I had fully expected to enjoy a good night's entertainment, but to my dismay, the whole city was without power, and everything was pitch black.

I was very disappointed and sat quietly in the house, waiting for the power to come back on. My little dog, "Excited," wasn't used to the dark night; he darted around restlessly, barking every now and then. I disliked his behavior and scolded him loudly. He quieted down and snuggled at my feet. I picked him up and said gently, "Excited, don't bark. Wait a little longer, when the power comes back on, I'll put a new movie on with you."

I waited for half an hour, but the power still didn't come back on. My little dog, "Excited," had fallen asleep in my arms. I put him on the bed and then groped my way to the balcony in the dark. It was pitch black outside, and the headlights from cars seemed particularly dazzling. Some buildings had faint lights twinkling in the sky, like stars. My disappointment grew stronger. I thought the power wouldn't come back on anytime soon, and how was I going to get through the night without electricity?

I went back inside and lay down next to the puppy, "Excited." All afternoon, I'd been thinking about watching porn that night. Even though I wouldn't be able to, the thought had already excited me. Now, I'd unintentionally touched the puppy's furry body, and that excitement intensified. People say the night is where desire swells. Even Lu Xun said, "Night is a mysterious celestial garment woven by nature, covering all people, making them warm and safe. Unconsciously, one gradually sheds man-made masks and clothes, nakedly wrapped in this boundless, black, fluffy mass." In this black, fluffy mass, I longed for a man to approach me, a longing I'd never felt during the day.

I thought of the young man next door. He'd moved in two weeks ago and lived alone. I knew nothing about him, but from the first moment I saw him, I was deeply attracted to him. He was strong, tall, and very sexy—just like those male actors in foreign pornographic films. Before he moved in next door, I never had any specific image of him in my mind when I masturbated. After he moved in, every time I masturbated, I was thinking about him. I kept wondering, since I was so infatuated with him, why didn't I take the initiative to contact him?

I thought that if I just smiled at him or greeted him when I saw him, we would definitely become very close friends, and then I wouldn't have to lock myself in my room thinking about him while masturbating. Maybe that's the problem with single women!

In the dark room, the lust in my body burned brighter and brighter, and I suddenly had a thought: "How wonderful it would be if he came to knock on my door! I would definitely hug him and make him come and have sex with me!"

Thinking this, I unconsciously stood up, walked to the door, and pressed my ear to it, listening to the sounds outside. There was no sound outside, but I listened stubbornly.

No one knocked on the door, and I was greatly disappointed, but also secretly amused. How could I be so childish?

He'd never said a word to me. Would he really knock on my door? Besides, he seemed so respectable, not the lecherous type. Would he really knock on my door on a night without electricity? I sat nervously on the sofa, feeling like I was on fire, my face burning, my whole body feverish.

Suddenly, I stood up and paced around the room. I told myself, "I'm going to knock on his door. I'm going to find him. I don't care anymore. I don't want to be an elegant woman. I want to be bad. I'm going to seduce him, offer him my body. I don't care. I want pleasure, the pleasure between a man and a woman!"

I gasped for breath and flung open the door. I could only vaguely see his iron gate. I stood before it like a thief, trembling, my hands trembling. I was frantic. I didn't dare knock. I didn't know what to say if I did. I hesitated, afraid someone would see me in the hallway. I ran back into the room and gently closed the door. My breath felt like I was suffocating. It was unbearable!

I crouched down. I calmed myself down, my breathing just starting to catch up. I thought, "I'll knock again, and I'll say I need to borrow a candle. Yes, I'll say I need a candle."

Excited by my newfound reason, I confidently went to his door again. But as I raised my hand to knock, my trembling returned, and I couldn't bring myself to knock. I was utterly disappointed in myself! I had the desire to cheat, but not the guts.

I abandoned all my fantasies, closed the door, and lay alone on the bed, enduring the pain of disappointment. Then, the fire of desire within me burned uncontrollably. I took out a vibrator, pulled down my pants, and began masturbating, tears streaming down my face. I immediately reached orgasm, writhing and moaning, feeling completely blissful. The bed shook, sweat poured down my back,

and my thighs were soaked. I vaguely heard the puppy barking excitedly. Thinking I had crushed him, I quickly shifted my position. However, I saw him running towards the balcony, barking loudly.

I snapped awake and yelled, "Excitement, what's your name? Excitement, what's your name?"

Suddenly, I heard a "bang," like something crashing heavily to the ground below. I pulled up my pants, ran to the balcony, and saw nothing. I went back to bed and continued masturbating, my mind filled with thoughts of the young man

next door. The next morning, I was awakened by a commotion. I quickly got up and went to the balcony. A large crowd had gathered below, and a dead body lay on the ground. I suddenly remembered the "bang" from the night before; someone had fallen from the building. I listened carefully to the conversation below. From their words, I learned that the dead man was my young neighbor.

This shocked me! Everyone below believed he had fallen to his death while stealing, but I didn't believe it. Just as I was confused, the police arrived. They began investigating the scene. Some officers went into the young man's house, and some went into mine. They looked around my balcony. I was extremely nervous, terrified of being implicated.

A policeman spoke up, pointing to my balcony, saying, "The deceased fell from here."

Hearing this, I immediately ran over to look, and only then could I see the footprints and scratches on the balcony railing.

The policeman told me, "The deceased wanted to enter your house."

I was stunned. What was he doing in my house? Then, the policeman said to me very seriously, "Come with us to the police station and tell us what happened last night."

I went to the police station, and they asked me many questions, which I answered one by one.

From them, I learned that the young man was the editor-in-chief of a magazine.

The police analyzed that he climbed over the balcony not to steal, but to rape me. Hearing this conclusion, I was heartbroken. I thought that last night he must have been tormented by lust, just like me, before making the decision to climb over the balcony. But why did he do this? Why didn't he knock on my door? At the same time, I also felt deep regret. If I had mustered the courage to knock on his door, he wouldn't have fallen to his death!

The newspapers quickly reported his story, saying that he fell to his death while trying to rape the beautiful woman next door, and that woman was me. But who knew that last night I also wanted to rape him, I just didn't climb over the balcony.

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