[A Sensual Thank-You Gift]

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It was 10 p.m., a time when people should be off work or school and going home to sleep. But Zhang Fuquan was still wearing his thin

company uniform, riding his motorcycle through the streets of Banqiao.

Since he entered the real estate brokerage industry, the regular nine-to-five life was nothing more than

a proper noun in his dictionary.

Braving the chilly night wind, Zhang Fuquan sped along the roads for nearly twenty minutes, finally

arriving at a betel nut stand called "Pretty Girl" near the highway interchange.

Just then, a young girl, around eighteen or nineteen years old, sitting in the glass window, wearing a sexy blue and white sailor uniform,

saw him and immediately smiled warmly. "Hi! Brother Quan,

what do you want today?"

Zhang Fuquan replied with a polite, standard smile, "Hi, Ya Ya, you haven't finished work yet? Is Sister Yi Wen here

?"

"Oh... so you're looking for her. Then watch over her here for me, I'll go in and check." With that

, the girl immediately put down her work, moved her shapely legs, and headed towards the back room.

Watching her beautiful figure as she turned to leave, the young man couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. Although

her uniform was a cute Japanese sailor school uniform, it was quite different from a real school uniform.

The white short-sleeved top with blue trim seemed a size too small on her, almost like a cropped

top revealing her slender waist; the red scarf tied around her chest not only gave her a pure and lovely impression, but also accentuated the allure of her fair neck with its

red color; in addition, the parallax created by the scarf

made the size of her round, soft breasts under the short top even more suggestive.

Not only that, when he saw that the girl was wearing a gray-

blue , he couldn't help but click his tongue and think to himself, "Hmm... if she really dared to wear this

to class, I guarantee she'd be taken to the disciplinary office by the instructor as soon as she got to the school gate... Oh! I really want to be her disciplinary

director!"

As he was indulging in this lewd and indecent image, a soft moan suddenly sounded behind him: "Brother Quan, Sister

Yiwen invites you in."

"Oh, thank you... By the way, could you give me a pack of Seven Stars while you're at it?"

The man , said in a half-joking tone.

"Big brother, little sister is really broke lately! And... smoking is bad for your health." The girl retorted

defiantly , simultaneously jabbing his handsome face a few times with the razor in her hand.

"Tch! How dare a cigarette seller say smoking is bad for your health? Aren't you afraid Sister Yiwen will dock your pay?"

Zhang Fuquan immediately put on a sour face and waved away the scraper smeared with white ash.

"Hmph! Anyway, you're not my boyfriend, listen to me or not, it's up to you! If you want to see Sister Yiwen, hurry up and go inside,

don't stand here and block her business." As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and walked out of the shop window,

shouting at the cars parked on the side of the road honking their horns: "Hey, handsome, what do you want?"

Zhang Fuquan glanced at the girl's flirtatious back before turning around, still "lewd," and quickly walked into the room behind the transparent

shop window .

As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Fuquan saw a

girl slightly older than him, dressed in a sexy maid outfit, sitting on a simple plastic chair in the room filled with various sexy clothes,

a cigarette in her hand, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Hi, Sister Yiwen."

"Ah! Quan, you're here!" The girl looked like a frightened

delinquent , hurriedly stubbing out her cigarette. "Sorry to bother you so late! Um...

what would you like to drink? It's on me."

The man smiled and said, "Thank you, just a glass of water will do."

The girl shook her head and chuckled, then took two bottles of beer and a disposable cup from the refrigerator next to her and placed them on the table. "

Would you mind having a couple of drinks with me?"

"Ah..." The man hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, I didn't see any

cops , so a little drink shouldn't be a problem..."

As he finished speaking, Zhang Fuquan glanced quickly at the room. When his gaze swept over the woman's sexy outfit, he involuntarily made a "gulp"

in his throat and couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

She was wearing a white ruffled hat, and a white apron

covered her blue loose-fitting short dress, showing off her fair and beautiful legs, making her look

sexy and pretty.

Her outfit immediately revealed her to be a cute and charming maid. However, the mini-skirt

that barely covered her buttocks made it hard to believe she was a responsible and capable maid. Instead, she seemed

more like a seductive beauty tasked with satisfying her master's physical needs. Especially when she turned to get the drinks, the only adornment on her

completely open back was two white strips

of fabric, which made his blood boil! Instantly, his long-dormant member rose up, forming a

very .

To cover his embarrassment, the man quickly found a chair, poured each other a drink,

casually said "Cheers!", and downed the almost overflowing glass in one gulp to ease his inner awkwardness.

After a few glasses of cold beer and some casual conversation, Zhang Fuquan, feeling that "it" had

returned to its limp state, finally changed the subject to the purpose of their trip.

"By the way, Sister Yiwen, did you call me here today because you have other cases you'd like to work on with me?"

The woman shook her head and chuckled, taking an envelope from her bag on the table and placing it in front of him. "Thanks to you

for helping me sell the house this time, I don't have to continue carrying such a huge loan burden. Thank you."

"This is...?" Zhang Fuquan stared calmly at the bulging yellow envelope on the table.

Seeing that he was unmoved, the woman lit a cigarette and casually said, "Well... consider this as a

gas money allowance."

"Wow! Sister Yiwen, this money can buy a used RV!" The man quickly

pushed the so-called "red envelope" back, "I'm sorry, I can't accept this generous gift! If the company finds out about this

, I'll definitely be fired."

Seeing such a generous gift, to say that he was completely unmoved would be a lie to deceive an innocent child!

Having worked in the real estate brokerage industry for over two years, he had encountered this situation many times and was naturally used to it. However,

at ... cases of being tricked by clients or the company and ending up in lawsuits were commonplace; unless

the salesperson could be ruthless enough to hand over all the extra money beyond the commission to the company, it was best to avoid it.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhang Fuquan quickly made an excuse to leave: "Um... Sister Yiwen,

I'm sorry, I have to go to work tomorrow... If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

But as he turned and took a few steps, an urgent voice called out behind him: "Ah Quan, wait a minute!"

Unexpectedly, as he turned around, his elbow accidentally bumped the girl, causing her to lose her balance and

stumble.

In an instant, as the girl screamed "Ah!", Zhang Fuquan rushed forward and caught her in his arms. The

moment their bodies touched, the man felt something change in her eyes, and he felt as if he had lost something

in that instant …

Soon after, he felt a warm, wet kiss press against his dry lips; and

through the thin fabric of his clothes, he could feel two full,

soft .

The sudden wet kiss left the man's mind blank. When he regained consciousness, he realized

his large hands were grasping the woman's soft breasts.

"Ah! Sister Yiwen, I'm sorry! I… I didn't mean to!" Zhang Fuquan released the woman, saying

nervously .

He stole a glance at the girl—her alluring, hazy eyes, her hot, alcohol-scented lips,

the lingering, wonderfully elastic feel of her breasts on his hands…

Only then did he finally understand!

"Ah Quan, will you stay with me today?" The words had barely left her lips when a blush

suddenly . Was it the rising alcohol within her, or some immoral emotion at play?

He was about to refuse when those hot, fragrant lips pressed against his trembling lips again, and

with a sudden, low murmur, he inadvertently swallowed the sweet saliva she offered. That

warm liquid, as if transformed into flammable gasoline, ignited a raging fire the moment it dripped into his stomach,

rushing rapidly up his esophagus and exploding in his mind—including his last remaining shred of reason.

Having crossed the line of reason, everything that followed became perfectly natural.

Their tongues entwined and they sucked passionately, transferring their desires into each other's mouths, instantly fueling the already

intense fire. This also made the temperature in the originally chilly small room seem to rise several degrees all at once,

making the air stuffy and almost impossible to breathe.

Slightly pushing the woman away, Zhang Fuquan looked at her with a flushed face, unconsciously swallowing a mouthful of thirsty saliva, and said in a

trembling voice, "Um... Sister Yiwen..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman immediately put her index finger on his lips, "Shh... Don't say anything, just

enjoy my thank-you gift tonight... If you don't mind me..."

Although his rational mind warned him not to continue, his lustful thoughts reminded him that he must

enjoy himself while he could to make the most of his life... Just as he was in the midst of his internal struggle, a gentle force suddenly

pushed against his back, and his strong and muscular body fell down onto the slightly hard sofa

bed; before he could react properly, her

hot body, already burning hot and faintly smelling of perfume, also fell into his arms at the same time.

In a natural bodily reaction, Zhang Fuquan embraced Xiangyu, her full, round breasts pressed against

his chest, and her hot, sensual lips immediately pressed against his, kissing him passionately once more.

His hands caressed her almost bare, white back, savoring the smooth

touch from his fingertips, causing his hard-won rationality to be overwhelmed and submerged by a surge of lust.

At this moment, the woman pressing against Zhang Fuquan was like a thirsty, long-awaited woman, not only

opening her fragrant lips for his demands but even taking his large hand and guiding him to caress her soft,

empty .

Having reached this point, the man simply shed his gentlemanly facade, freeing one hand to reach beneath her miniskirt, which

barely shapely buttocks.

Unexpectedly, the moment his large hand slipped between her thighs, he felt a pool of slippery, sticky fluid.

A mischievous smile crept across his face as he whispered in her ear, "Wow! So wet! Sister Yiwen, is this your saliva?"

He deliberately held out his wet palm to her face.

"No! Ugh...you're so naughty!" The woman, seeing the fluid on Zhang Fuquan's hand, immediately

turned her face away in embarrassment.

The man didn't reply. His other hand, through her clothes, grasped her firm breasts, searching for her rosy

nipples, gently kneading and pressing them. Soon, he heard soft moans and gasps

—signals of desire for love and intercourse.

Without a word, he immediately stripped off her sexy maid outfit; the moment the clothes slipped from her shoulders,

they revealed two pink and perky nipples, making him involuntarily swallow

hard .

However, despite the thought, facing his first sexual partner, before he had figured out her habits,

he chose a more methodical approach. He leaned down, changing his biting to kissing, then gently licking and sucking the

two breasts, like red plum blossoms standing proudly on snow-capped peaks, savoring their soft, fragrant orbs.

His large mouth moved back and forth, sucking and licking the two rosy nipples, one hand playing with the smooth, round orbs, while the other

continued to explore the mysterious valley between the woman's legs, searching for the source of the clear fluid.

"Oh... Ah Quan... it itches there... no... don't touch there... I can't take it..."

Zhang Fuquan, no longer a virgin, saw the woman's eyes tightly closed, her index finger hooked on her luscious

red lips, her soft body writhing restlessly, displaying an indescribable alluring and lewd demeanor. He

knew it was time to "mount his spear"...

Taking advantage of her momentary confusion and passion, Zhang Fuquan suddenly withdrew his large hand, which had been kneading and playing with her breasts, and immediately

slipped it under her skirt. Then, his hands quickly moved upwards along the outside of her thighs, soon finding a...

A thin string! Based on his past experience, he judged that she should be wearing a sexy and alluring thong under her skirt.

To confirm his suspicions, he suddenly pulled down with both hands! In an instant, a purple

lace thong, smaller than his palm, was spread out in his hands; upon closer inspection, the

narrow cotton fabric was already soaked, and when he brought it to his nose, he seemed to smell a kind of lewd,

fishy odor.

"Mmm...it smells so good! So this is what Sister Yiwen smells like..."

Halfway through her sentence, the half-naked body lying on the bed suddenly pushed him away, saying in a slightly reproachful tone, "You

perverted lecher, stop talking!"

Looking at her feigned anger and embarrassment, Zhang Fuquan's lips curled into an unreadable, deep smile. "Alright,

alright...Sister Yiwen, I won't say anything more. But...I think what I'm doing will be okay, right?"

"What?" The woman blushed and feigned ignorance, but Zhang Fuquan showed her the truth with his actions.

He quickly stuffed his thin, completely useless "little penis" into his pocket, removed his clothes

in a few swift movements , then pulled up her skirt and forcefully thrust his raging member into her thirsty

, parched field, diligently beginning his labor of cultivation.

In an instant, the clear fluid from the woman's secret valley flowed out like a faucet that had been neglected for a long time;

and her soft moans gradually turned into high-pitched cries, lingering in the small room.

"Hmm... Oh... Ah Quan... Don't... Too hard... I haven't done it in a long time, it hurts a little..."

Zhang Fuquan was surprised to hear this! He hadn't expected that this seemingly

unrestrained , sexy and alluring Yiwen would be so conservative in her sex life? But looking at her slightly furrowed brows, she didn't seem

to be lying...

(Hmm... Whether she was lying or not, he still left her with a good impression of being considerate of women,

maybe there would be such a good opportunity in the future...) After figuring this out, Zhang Fuquan immediately softened his thrusting, changing

to a frequency of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, slow and gentle, allowing her to gradually adapt to the size of the "temporarily placed" object inside her.

"Oh... Yiwen... You're squeezing me so comfortably..." The man leaned down and

whispered .

No sooner had he finished speaking than he felt his jade pillar, immersed in her tender flower path, as if he had accidentally triggered a mechanism. The hot,

hard shaft was inexplicably squeezed and sucked, and at the same time, he heard the woman's moans and groans, which sounded like a mix of reproach and infatuation.

"Oh... Ah Quan... you... you're so bad... it's not what you think... oh... your...

it seems to be getting bigger... my little sister can't take it... oh... it's so swollen..."

After hearing this, the man gradually increased the force of his thrusts and whispered in her ear, "How is it... is

this speed okay? Does it still hurt now, or does it feel better?"

"Hmm... it's starting to feel good... oh... I haven't felt this way in a long time..."

the woman moaned with her eyes tightly closed, and her slender, flexible waist swayed and twisted

to the left and right, up and down, with the rhythm of his thrusts. As her breathing became rapid, her slender waist suddenly

began . The man on top of her immediately changed his gentle approach, quickly increasing the speed and intensity of his thrusts,

relentlessly pounding into her sensitive, tightly closed core.

At the same time, he not only diligently worked inside her, but his hands also began to fondle her firm, round

breasts. Watching these two soft mounds of flesh change shape in his hands... the pleasure was

indescribable.

Under his tender onslaught, the woman quickly reached her first climax; in that instant, he felt as if

his erect penis was a lone boat adrift at sea, suddenly struck by a huge wave, and instantly

submerged in the vast ocean. In an instant, the woman involuntarily arched her lithe waist,

letting out high-pitched scream: "Ahhhhh!"

The scream faded, and her arched back immediately went limp, landing heavily on

the not-so soft sofa bed. If Zhang Fuquan hadn't reacted quickly, catching her waist in time with her movements,

he would likely have suffered a broken frame.

For their safety, he immediately withdrew his still-erect penis. Unexpectedly, as soon as he pulled out his

wet shaft, her exquisite vulva gushed out a long stream of fluid, shooting directly onto his sweat-drenched

chest.

For a moment, Zhang Fuquan stared dumbfounded at the incomprehensible and astonishing scene before him, unable to comprehend it for a long time.

Even after the powerful jet of fluid turned into a gentle murmur, the woman's body continued to convulse and tremble, as if she were having an epileptic seizure

, leaving him terrified and helpless.

"Sister Yiwen, are you...are you alright? Don't scare me..." The man was utterly astonished, his

words of concern stammering.

The woman lay sprawled on the bed like a newly captured mermaid, panting heavily,

saying, "Ah...I'm sorry...Oh...I always do this when I orgasm...Let me...ah...

rest for a bit..." At the end, a weary

apology appeared on her pale face.

Zhang Fu watched the violent heaving of her chest, her gripping the pillow, and the heavy

breathing . He was certain she had reached an unprecedented orgasm, but this way of welcoming it...seemed

a little too intense?

(Could this be the ultimate orgasm—squirting?) the man wondered.

To avoid any irreparable regret, he silently lay down beside her, gently stroking her

hair and face, listening to her breathing gradually slow and even out.

Once he was sure she was alright, Zhang Fuquan put his arm around her neck and gently kissed her still-flushed cheeks, softly saying,

"Sister Yiwen, are you one of those legendary 'squirting' types, the one in ten thousand? It's so amazing..."

"Hmm... I guess so... I don't know... but I really, really, really hate this

condition ... Every time I reach orgasm, it just never ends... It makes me feel like I'm about to die!

Ugh... This feeling is just like what people describe, that 'ecstasy' or 'death' pleasure..." The woman half

-closed her eyes , still panting heavily, "Maybe some women spend their whole lives pursuing this feeling, but I

really don't want to be like this! If I could, I'd rather be an ordinary woman, even frigid..."

"If that's the case, then why...?" Zhang Fuquan looked at her blankly.

"Not only you men, we women have physiological needs too!"

The woman slowly opened her misty eyes, barely managing to prop herself up her exhausted, naked body. She pulled up

the sexy maid outfit that was still hanging around her waist, not completely removed, and ripped off her crooked, disheveled

hat . She walked to the table, lit two cigarettes, and slowly returned to the bed. Leaning lazily against the headboard,

she handed one to Zhang Fuquan, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a long plume of smoke.

Suddenly

, she uttered a nonsensical sentence: "That year I was nineteen..." She continued, not caring whether Zhang Fuquan had listened or not, staring blankly at the billowing smoke,

recounting that heartbreaking past.

The girl before him was actually twenty-nine years old, but having experienced the vicissitudes of life, she

looked much older than women her age.

The story begins when she was nineteen.

That year, she met a truck driver, and she was the accountant at the same company. Fresh out

of vocational high school and still naive, she was relentlessly pursued by the burly driver, who used

a combination of force and gentleness, and thus lost her virginity, the most precious thing a woman can have.

Whether it was a natural predisposition or the man's implantation, she didn't know. When she finally

experienced the pleasure of orgasm, it was this legendary "ultimate orgasm" that she both loved and hated!

Initially, she was terrified of this pleasure, but with the man's encouragement and guidance, she

gradually opened up and accepted her unusual nature.

Later, after dating for some time, she accidentally became pregnant with his

child . After the man learned of their affair, he promised to take responsibility and even brought her

home to prepare for childbirth, to prove his words. However, after they officially moved in together, she discovered he had

a severe tendency towards violence.

Whenever he was in a bad mood or after drinking, he would often yell at her, even resorting to physical violence

. But when he calmed down and sobered up, he would burst into tears, even kneeling

and begging for her forgiveness for his drunken outbursts.

At first, she was soft-hearted and pleaded for his genuine repentance, but after countless acts of violence, she

couldn't take it anymore and even resolved to leave him. However, thinking of the child in her womb, she

ultimately forgave him.

Unexpectedly, one night, he came home drunk again, and when she merely scolded him, she was once again met with

the violent outburst of this brute. And so, five months pregnant, she was struck in the abdomen by his seemingly

unintentional yet incredibly powerful foot, fainting from the pain on the spot!

When she awoke in the hospital, she learned that she had not only lost their unborn child but had also nearly lost

her life. This kick not only shattered her only hope but also delivered the cruel

blow of being told by the doctor that she would never be able to have children again, finally detonating a bombshell in their relationship and solidifying her resolve to leave him.

However, after leaving him, due to her low level of education, she faced numerous rejections when looking for work

. Desperate, she borrowed money and opened a betel nut stand to support herself. Unexpectedly,

not long after painstakingly saving enough to buy a house, she was embroiled in a syndicate scandal; with no other choice, she

had to cut her losses and survive.

...

At this point, the woman stubbed out the cigarette she had finished smoking, gently stroked the man's now limp

penis, lightly licked his round, thick earlobe, and whispered in a coquettish voice, "Hmm...I'm sorry,

after resolving the troublesome bedroom matter, I can't help but think about another kind of 'bedroom matter,' so I made an excuse to invite

you here. Hmm...I'm sorry I couldn't satisfy you earlier, let me make it up to you now..."

"Uh...no..." Zhang Fuquan was about to refuse when the flimsy door was suddenly pushed open.

"Sister Yiwen...ah! Uh...I'm sorry! I didn't see anything, you guys continue...I...I

'll leave after I change..." The young girl, dressed in a sexy sailor uniform, stumbled upon the embarrassing scene and

immediately became incoherent.

"Ya Ya, stop pretending!" The woman, almost naked, suddenly rushed in front of the girl, a wicked

smile on her face. "I know you've been eavesdropping on us. Right?"

"No...no!" As if her secret had been exposed, the girl's eyes flickered uncertainly, and her expression immediately

became flustered and uneasy.

"Tell me honestly, do you want to come along?"

"Ah!" Zhang Fuquan and Ya Ya exclaimed in unison, their voices filled with exaggerated surprise.

"Sister Yiwen...how can this be?" Zhang Fuquan stammered.

"Why not?" A deep smile spread across the woman's lips as she gripped the girl's hand tightly. "I

heard Ya Ya's kung fu is pretty good..."

"Sister Yiwen, how do you know?" A blush of embarrassment rose on the girl's face.

"I know all about your affair with Ahua and Xiaoting. Hmm... actually, I've wanted to try it out

with , but I was afraid Ahua would think I'm too old..."

"No! Sister Yiwen, you're not old at all!" The girl glanced at the man whose lower body was covered by a thin blanket,

and murmured shyly with her head down, "As long as he's willing, I can cooperate with you..."

Although her voice was soft, every word reached Zhang Fuquan's ears, causing his heart to race

.

"Sister Yiwen, I... I have to go to work early tomorrow morning..." Zhang Fuquan made up a terrible excuse,

preparing to escape this terrifying "spider web."

However, when the young girl untied the red silk scarf from her chest and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Director,

how about using your big cock to punish this slutty little butt hard?" Zhang Fuquan's previously

lifeless limp penis suddenly became erect!

As the alluring betel nut beauty drew ever closer, he couldn't help but pray to heaven, hoping that

he could come here and enjoy this sensual gift whenever he had the chance…

[The End]

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