Cupid's Prank

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I held her warm, delicate body tightly in my arms, her flowing hair brushing against my ears. Besides her familiar, subtle

scent was also thick with an air of sensuality.

"Oh...oh...oh..." Jia Yi's moans were tinged with a childlike nasal tone, cute little

wrinkles appearing on her nose, making her look indescribably shy and adorable.

I grasped her swaying breasts, her pink nipples blooming, a few glistening beads of sweat rolling on their surface. Her large,

round breasts changed shape wonderfully under my grasp, so endearing yet irresistibly tempting to knead. I

bent down for the final thrust.

The vigorous, deep thrusts made Jia Yi cry out ecstatically, her curled eyelashes fluttering, her bright, round

eyes revealing intense emotion. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, her buttocks swaying in response,

dancing a beautiful and sensual duet. The moist, secret flesh gripped the throbbing penis, each contraction adding to the exquisite

pleasure. This harmonious union of body and mind was the culmination of countless experiences and trials.

"Ahhh, again! Again! I'm almost there!"

Suppressing the impending urge, I continued to satisfy the moaning beauty beneath me, raising her slender waist to deepen

the intertwined angle. The continuously intensifying pleasure spread throughout my body from our point of contact, a tingling, numbing sensation assaulting my

central nervous system, stimulating me to thrust my powerful hips even harder.

In an instant, we both reached the peak of desire…

Jia Yi is my girlfriend.

Her cuteness captivated me at first sight, and I immediately began a passionate pursuit. However, innocent

junior girls usually can't resist the "intimidation" of an upperclassman, and Jia Yi, just beginning her university life,

fell into my love trap.

Like every couple in the world, we've argued over trivial things and even had cold wars lasting over

two months . After the trials of military service, our relationship remains very stable. Since my discharge, we've

practically been living together.

I think it all stems from Jia Yi's naiveté and my open-mindedness.

Jia Yi's naiveté gives me ample space to correct my mistakes when men sometimes unintentionally stray,

and I try to be as forgiving as possible of the mysterious logic that women always seem to defy men.

Before we knew it, we'd been together for four years…

The two-week interview process went relatively smoothly.

In a few weeks, I'll officially enter the workforce, learning to adapt to the monotonous routine of an office worker.

My anticipation is tinged with anxiety, my emotions a complex mix I can't quite describe. Meanwhile, Jia-yi, about to graduate, is facing a

new opportunity…

"Someone asked me to shoot an advertisement," Jia-yi asked seriously. "What do you think?"

"An advertisement!?"

Faced with my skeptical look, Jia-yi continued, "Originally, we just needed to film on location at the school and find

students to shoot the ad. It's all because I'm naturally beautiful; the director just happened to notice me."

I looked Jia-yi up and down, asking suspiciously, "You're not going to be some kind of scam group asking you to pay tens of thousands of dollars for

some kind of "

"I'm not that stupid!" "

It's either a scam to swindle money or… a scam to seduce you."

"Have Xiao-yi wear a see-through outfit, then have a bunch of perverts take as many nude photos as possible, and then sell them online." I

squinted , grinning lewdly, as if possessed by a pervert.

"Pervert!"

"Okay, whatever, just don't show your nipples." I said with a grin, "

Otherwise 'll have to pay extra."

"Extra my ass!"

"By the way, let's use Xiaoyi's pay to go to Japan."

"Where would we get that much pay! You're daydreaming." Jiayi scolded me, but couldn't help but smile

, "It might be enough for Yangmingshan..."

A few weeks later, the advertisement finally aired.

Jiayi's performance was even more eye-catching than expected!

It wasn't just a fleeting glimpse that ended before you could blink, or a tiny figure hidden in the crowd;

the close-up lasted for about four seconds, and she even had a line of dialogue.

Although Jiayi on the TV screen wasn't stunningly beautiful, she exuded the sweet charm of a girl next door, and

her irresistibly sweet smile made it hard to look away. Of course, there was also her shapely figure, especially

the peach-like curves swaying in her tight t-shirt, which looked even fuller and more shapely on the TV screen.

"Male viewers should be very impressed with this ad," I said calmly, pointing to her trembling breasts

.

"Pervert!" Jia Yi muttered, "Everyone appreciates it from an artistic perspective, unlike you who only focuses on

her breasts..."

"The director is a man too, right? Look how good his angle is! The camera is shooting from above, and Xiao Yi

is bending over slightly, tsk tsk tsk, the focus of the whole ad is right there. Did the director used to

make adult films?"

Jia Yi was speechless for a moment, then simply ignored me.

After all, she had never won an argument.

"I was just talking nonsense, it wasn't vulgar at all. Actually, I think the audience probably didn't even

notice Xiao Yi's shot, it was only a few seconds, gone in the blink of an eye, they probably didn't even notice."

Under my teasing, Jia Yi, who was frowning, finally couldn't help but secretly laugh again.

"...You're so naughty!"

"This won't work, that won't work, do you want everyone to notice your chest or not?"

Jia Yi pouted her cute little mouth and said, "Look, look, everyone's coming to see!"

"No way!" I hugged Jia Yi, my hand slowly slipping inside her t-shirt, and whispered, "If Jia Yi shows it off so

openly to the audience, I'll get jealous. From now on, only I can look!"

Jia Yi gave a shy smile, while I turned off the TV with a lewd grin...

Office building.

The department manager didn't seem particularly serious or friendly; I didn't even have much of an impression of him.

In fact , he only said five short sentences to the newcomers before leaving the office. Secretary Li Juan gave us

some simple instructions and then quietly returned to her work station,

leaving us, a group of bewildered newcomers...

The first few days were less about work and more about learning, not just about work-related skills, but also about...

Even the simplest repairs for a printer jamming—you have to learn every little thing. When I spent half an hour declaring my printer

dead , Sister Lijuan got it working again in just a minute. Unable to immediately dig a hole

and hide in the office building, I could only laugh awkwardly. However,

I .

The endless problems at work seemed troublesome enough, but what was truly hard to get used to

was the company's peculiar atmosphere…

Colleagues interacted rather awkwardly, or rather, politely but superficially. Even at

the welcome , the seemingly harmonious and joyful atmosphere had an inexplicable eeriness. Drinking

Shaoxing wine—something I rarely drink but which the manager quite liked—my throat suddenly felt like it was on fire. With a forced smile, I accepted the refilled glass and

toasted for the third time amidst the cheers of the crowd.

My vision blurred, and enduring the churning in my mouth, I groped my way diagonally towards the restroom.

Everything seemed quite different from what I had imagined…

The advertisement was quite successful.

Especially as I had predicted, the male audience reacted even more enthusiastically. Jia Yi went on to star in two more advertisements and

some print photography work, and finally signed with a well-known domestic agency, officially joining

the entertainment industry. She even changed her stage name to "Lisa."

"The English name is more fashionable."

"But, Xiao Yi is clearly more suited to a rural image. It seems that the drama about the Taiwan earthquake is in need of

actors. Do you want to give it a try?"

"Hmph, I'm in the same company as Sister Yu Ping."

Yu Ping is a super sexy female star, and my eternal dream girl since childhood.

She has filmed countless advertisements, acted in several movies, and released an album, but she hasn't left any representative works.

Her main task is to flaunt her charm, but the audience is only interested in Yu Ping's alluring beauty, and of course, I am one

of fervent fans.

Although there are countless sexy beauties to satisfy the teenage market,

while my sexual fantasies and targets for masturbation are constantly changing, Yu Ping, who has an enlightening significance, has always been my favorite.

"Xiao Yi, could you get me an autographed photo of Yu Ping?" I said shamelessly.

"Who did you just say was suitable for the rural route?"

"I just said Hollywood!" I said in a serious tone, "Foreigners are really into Chinese people now. Xiao Yi

is so good-looking, why not take this opportunity to go to Hollywood!"

"Hmph! I don't have time to chat with you. I have to go to class."

"Class? Didn't Xiao Yi already graduate?"

"It's a specialized course in dance and acting, and there's also a drama course afterward. Newcomers need to work hard to improve

themselves. Being a star isn't easy!"

"Take care, big star. Remember to get a small autographed photo when you come back..."

Before I could finish speaking, Jia Yi had already dashed out the door.

After tossing down a report hundreds of pages thick and adding a brief one-minute explanation, the manager turned and

left , leaving me utterly bewildered…

Forget about recompiling or revising; just creating a Word document from the written materials took up most of my

time. After all, my typing speed in Chinese isn't bad, but my English typing is terrifyingly slow, and my messy handwriting makes it seem like a guessing

game, not even catching up with powerful translation software. Six o'clock in the evening. The manager patted my shoulder lightly and instructed in a kind tone, "Young man, remember to hand in the report to my desk

by noon tomorrow ." 　　His gray suit was impeccably pressed, the lines still clearly visible after a long day, his leather shoes clicking crisply on the terrazzo floor, his departing figure, carrying a high-end briefcase, exuding a dashing and elegant air, disappearing through the door like a model on a runway. 　　At that time, I hadn't even finished half of my work… 　　It was night. 　　I kept unconsciously glancing at the hands of my watch, so I simply took it off, escaping reality into my own constructed ideal world. 　　The cold bread I'd hastily swallowed was long gone, leaving a churning, acidic feeling in my stomach. I considered buying some supplies, but was simultaneously swayed by the overwhelming workload. Lost in a cycle of meaningless worry , just as I was earnestly playing out my tragic, one-woman show, I was startled to find the company's senior colleague standing before me. 　　Despite being addressed as "senior," Sister Lijuan didn't seem as old as I'd imagined. 　　　　　　　　　　　　Perhaps around thirty... 　　Of course, I couldn't possibly ask an "old" woman about her age, so it was all just my imagination. But even ignoring her actual age, her attire was undeniably quite old-fashioned and serious: a ponytail holding her shoulder-length hair, monotonous and standard black glasses perched on her nose, and her ever-changing white shirt and black skirt. 　　Actually, upon closer inspection, her skin, without much makeup, was quite good. Her well-proportioned features and delicate facial features were above average. Although her always-raised eyebrows were a bit cold, and her high-bridged nose a bit arrogant, overall still possessed a certain charm. However, her overly casual attire and her icy demeanor wasted Lijuan's natural beauty. 　　Of course, I shouldn't think too much about it now, being in such a predicament… 　　"You haven't left yet." 　　"Yeah, I haven't finished my work." I said with an embarrassed smile. 　　"So much work already since you just arrived?" Lijuan came to my computer, glancing sideways at the thick project proposal and the files I'd been battling with for so long. 　　After just one glance, she remained silent for a full thirty seconds. 　　Gently patting my aching shoulder, Lijuan said calmly, "Actually, we have specialized ladies who handle typing these kinds of documents. You don't need to type them at all." 　　Those few words were like a bolt from the blue! 　　Failure or mistakes would be fine; at least they're part of the job. But to have my hard work, which I've spent most of my time on, described as a completely unnecessary waste leaves me speechless. The frustration of doing unpaid work suddenly weighs on me, a feeling of having nowhere to channel my energy. 　　"But...nobody...told me..."

Shrugging her shoulders, Lijuan struck a helpless pose.

"Actually, it wouldn't be bad to practice English typing if I had the chance."

Her flat tone and expression left me unsure whether it was sarcasm or sincerity; my mind

went completely blank.

"Then... these... tasks..." I stammered like a helpless child.

"There's no need to drag it out until tomorrow. Just work overtime and finish them."

"But..."

"These aren't that difficult at all." Seeing my troubled expression, Lijuan casually demonstrated some tips

, explaining, "These paragraphs are exactly the same; you can just copy and paste them. For the conclusions, just copy

the first few chapters."

After Lijuan's explanation, I suddenly had an epiphany. The problems that had been troubling me for hours were all

solved , making me realize how slow and foolish I had been.

Thirty minutes later.

"Just follow this direction and you'll be fine."

Lijuan slung her purse over her shoulder and leisurely stood up.

"If you really can't finish on time, you should bring it up as soon as possible and discuss with the boss if there are any other assistance

or alternative solutions. You're just blindly working hard like this, which seems exhausting, but if you can't finish on time

, it will ultimately cause trouble for others."

Since joining the company, I've been a puppet

, completely at everyone's mercy. I feel like I've been manipulated, then I've been filled with resentment, and finally, I'm

being harshly criticized!

In fact, Lijuan's slightly reproachful tone didn't bother me at all.

Beneath , she wasn't as unapproachable as I expected. Compared to the other friendly colleagues, I suddenly felt

a strange warmth.

"Sister Juan... thank... thank you."

Perhaps similar situations had happened too many times before; Lijuan was already used to the foolishness of newcomers. She seemed completely

oblivious to my gratitude, taking everything for granted.

"Remember to turn off the lights when you leave, don't waste energy."

Without directly responding to my thanks, she gracefully left the office.

Actually, Jia Yi's job isn't particularly busy; compared to the "5-to-9" office workers, it's relatively easy.

However, the biggest difference lies in the work hours.

It's as if it were deliberately designed that evenings or weekends, when we could spend time together, are usually packed with

work schedules. Going out or to the movies is simply impossible; we can't even

squeeze in time for dinner together.

"There's nothing I can do; newcomers have worse work hours, and I have so many classes to teach, I just can't keep up.

My teacher said it means the company values me a lot, I should be too happy to even think about it."

I really don't have time to be happy.

It seems like all we have left is time to have a cup of coffee together...

Jia Yi lowered her head and sipped her unsweetened black tea. In just a few months, her already slender figure

had become even thinner, her cute round face had become a slender oval face, and her big eyes now occupied an exaggerated proportion, like something out of a shoujo

manga .

Jia Yi's agent once famously said, "An artist can't make their breasts bigger, nor can they make their face more

beautiful, but at least they can become thinner!"

Staring blankly at the increasingly cold coffee in my cup, I remained silent, letting the precious time slip away.

"You seem a little unhappy..." Jia Yi asked.

Ever since I suffered a setback at work, my first thought was to confide in Jia Yi. It wasn't out of weakness or cowardice,

but simply habit; sharing our joys and sorrows was a habit we had developed.

Back in school, if I failed any subject, Jia Yi would exaggerate and indiscriminately blame

the teacher , trying to cheer me up, then make a funny face to make me happy, and we would even take a

romantic bath together in the cramped bathtub... …

But that night, Jia Yi worked very late, and the next day I couldn't bear to wake her from her sweet sleep, so I

silently went to work. The second and third days were similar, and today, a week later, facing

Jia Yi's question, I simply couldn't utter a word.

"It's nothing, just a bit of work-related trouble."

"If you really don't like me entering the entertainment industry, I'll just quit..."

Although Jia Yi is naive, her female intuition is exceptionally accurate.

"Do I look like such a petty man?" I forced a smile and said, "It's just that

we haven't . If Xiao Yi likes it, then keep trying. No matter what, I'll

support Xiao Yi!"

"Really? I heard there's a kissing scene planned for this job..."

My eyes widened, and my mouth gaped open.

Compared to my many setbacks at work, Jia Yi's acting career is going very smoothly. She's about to play a supporting role in an idol

drama . I heard that although the role isn't big, it's quite likable.

"Silly girl, I was just kidding. I wouldn't even consider a kissing scene."

"What if the other person is Andy?"

Andy is Jia Yi's most admired actor.

"Of course, no need to think about it," Jia Yi smiled brightly. "I agreed right away, even

without payment, it's fine."

"Kissing is such a dangerous job, I heard that big-name actors use stunt doubles. How about we try

to rehearse with Andy's stunt double first?"

Kissing Jia Yi's wet, warm lips, our tongues intertwined, the faint fragrance a long-lost feeling,

my kiss unconsciously became more intense, thirstily sucking at the sweet, thick saliva, my hands

caressing .

Although she had lost a lot of weight, her breasts, most importantly, hadn't shrunk at all...

Jia Yi let out a familiar moan, the ignited desire climbing up her rosy face, my other hand reaching behind her

to squeeze her firm, round buttocks, my low-waisted jeans pulled down a bit, revealing

a mouthwatering fertile field hidden beneath her flat, smooth abdomen, my fingers hooking onto her see-through blue panties, slowly pulling them down inch by inch.

"No, I'm going to be late!"

Jiayi broke free from the warm embrace, leaving a deep, bright red lipstick mark on my cheek, ignoring her unusual physical reaction.

My often-lonely boyfriend is alone in his empty apartment…

in the elevator.

Squeezing through the crowd, I felt a small sense of happiness at finally getting into the crowded elevator, when I suddenly

noticed the youngest and cutest girl in the entire company standing beside me.

Normally, she dressed in formal suits or monotonous dark colors in the office, but Qiaoting

preferred vibrant, bright colors. Her slightly low-cut sleeveless tops paired with short skirts several centimeters above the knee

seemed to emphasize her invincible youth to men.

I'm no longer an inexperienced teenager with a head full of lust, prone to instinctive

reactions . But I never imagined that a little bit of sexiness could have such a powerful

effect in the restrained, serious office!

Every time I passed Qiaoting, I couldn't help but peek down at her firm, shapely cleavage from a perfect angle.

For some men, the uniform of an OL (office lady) is truly an irresistible temptation.

In the sweltering space, the temperature continued to rise. My hand accidentally brushed against Qiaoting's buttocks, the back of my hand experiencing

a wonderfully elastic and soft sensation. Adhering to gentlemanly etiquette, I immediately and swiftly moved my arm away,

only to have it inevitably slide across her warm, smooth inner thigh. What was originally a simple physical contact now felt like a combination technique

commonly used .

Just as I was about to explain, Qiaoting faced me and smiled

slightly, revealing her teeth. Not wanting to overthink this sweet smile, lest I truly degenerate into a shameless criminal, I simply

interpreted it as her not minding my unintentional offense.

With a heart full of trepidation, as the elevator continued to ascend, the moment of release drew ever closer.

Unexpectedly, another unexpected event occurred!

To avoid the man passing by, the distance between Qiaoting and me instantly compressed to its minimum, our

bodies touching without any gap, her rounded breasts pressing firmly against my chest. The wonderful sensation, expanding from a point to a surface,

gradually spread.

The contact, lasting less than two seconds, felt like a bewitching spell. Her breath brushing against my neck was like a lover's

whisper . From above, I could see a breathtaking view I'd never seen before: beneath her light blue round-neck blouse,

pink lace accentuated her incredibly sculpted, white breasts, the deep cleavage filling my entire field of vision.

The sight even more turbulent with each movement.

"I'm sorry…" Qiaoting whispered shyly in my ear.

Lately, the ascetic life of a monk had heightened my senses. I could almost hear my normally steady

heartbeat suddenly quicken, and my trousers stirred restlessly. Qiaoting's long, slender legs were pressed tightly

against my crotch. I wondered if she would notice my inappropriate physical reaction.

I stared at Qiaoting awkwardly.

Then, I saw her sweet, innocent smile bloom again…

Because we were recognized by sharp-eyed fans, surrounded by a crowd, I had to cancel our rare

date at the last minute. All that effort—booking our favorite restaurant a month ago, all of Jia Yi's efforts to hide it with sunglasses and a scarf,

all of me standing three meters behind her, pretending to be a passerby—was wasted.

Disappointed, I returned to the quiet little house.

"This is a birthday present, happy birthday!" Jia Yi pulled out a signature board with a large, sexy

lip print in the center, and a flamboyant signature beside it.

Yu Ping!!!

"I'll get it framed in a few days," I said, my eyes glistening with tears.

"No need to be so touched!" Jia Yi's voice was a little sour; I hadn't seen her pout and wrinkle her

nose like that in a long time.

Microwaved frozen spaghetti and a few side dishes made by Jia Yi herself—a simple dinner, though not as

fancy as a fancy restaurant, had a warm and simple sense of happiness. I politely declined Jia Yi's suggestion to go for a walk. It wasn't that I

preferred staying home, but I didn't want the angry mob to trample on my hard-won good mood.

Watching Jia Yi's lively performance on television, I teased her for her unusually affected manner.

With Jia Yi by my side, even the dull program became more interesting. Their intimate banter was just like in the old

days. Amidst the laughter and playfulness, my sharp eyes suddenly noticed a bag of clothes next to the sofa.

"This must be my secret gift!"

Jia Yi stopped me from rummaging through it, saying anxiously, "Those are my clothes."

"Oh, these are your stage outfits."

Recently, Jia Yi has become a hot idol who has crossed over into both singing and acting. Although her plans to film a movie in mainland China have been postponed,

her company has taken advantage of the situation to release her first album: "Cupid."

"Yeah, the stylist forgot to pack it up the other day. And since we're changing the title track next week, I need to change my outfit too, so

I'm just taking it home for now."

Suddenly, a strange idea popped into my head.

"...Go change your clothes." My eyes gleamed with an evil light as I secretly chuckled.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't want it!"

"Today is my birthday! You have to listen to me!"

"No! No! No!"

"Waaah...waaah...my precious date is ruined."

When coercion failed, I immediately switched to a gentle approach. I was like

a naughty child in a department store's toy section, stubbornly insisting on buying a remote-controlled car, even rolling around on the floor.

"...Okay...okay."

Twenty minutes later.

For some reason, my heart was pounding wildly. Facing my familiar girlfriend, I suddenly felt nervous

. Trembling, I pushed open the door, and an unexpected beauty greeted me...

Purple-blue eyeshadow accentuated her alluring eyes, deep red emphasized her full lips, and her thick, curled

eyelashes exuded a captivating charm. Her expression was different from her usual gentle and sweet demeanor; it had a cold, glamorous quality.

I thought this was probably what Cupid of the 21st century looked like.

The black leather crop top was zipped up to her chest, revealing a silver camisole and her impressive cleavage. The black leather

shorts were tight and clinging to her body, subtly revealing her buttocks. The low-waisted design pushed the limits of daring, and the shimmering thong belt

adorned with silver butterfly embellishments provocatively drew the eye. A metallic chain cinched her slender waist, and bold

black fishnet stockings paired with a suspender top, along with a lace trim around her thighs, added an extra layer of sexiness.

Jia Yi reclined on the bed, striking a seductive pose. Several strands of her long hair were highlighted in bright red, making the curled waves

resemble fiercely burning flames.

"Xiao Yi is so sexy..."

My burning gaze greedily surveyed her beautiful body. I chuckled maliciously, "With such hot dance

moves , did the male dancers take advantage of you?"

"Don't talk nonsense. They are all very professional dancers." Jia Yi lowered her head shyly and said, "...How could they be

... as lecherous as you?"

"Hmph! You pretend to be so professional on the surface, but secretly you want to squeeze those big breasts to pieces!"

Just my gaze and words made Jia Yi blush. Her right hand trembled involuntarily as she slowly pulled down the zipper.

The opening was lower than in the music video's energetic dance scene, and her bouncy, large breasts overflowed, her overflowing

sexy charm rushing towards me.

Jia Yi shyly turned her head away, moaning softly, "You make me put it on, and then

immediately take it off, how low-class."

"What's low-class? This is called romance!" I leaned in with my big mouth, tracing the full curves of her breasts, biting at the blossoming

buds, and replied indistinctly.

Her top was completely open, and the ripe, abundant fruit swayed. My big hands kneaded and enjoyed it to my heart's content. Her

breasts, which I had caressed hundreds of times, were exceptionally soft and smooth tonight. The texture, even more delicate than jelly, seemed to melt on my fingertips. In addition to the familiar

softness, the strong elasticity was a sensation I had never felt before. It was probably the effect of my dance workout. The elasticity, which almost shook

my fingers, stubbornly resisted my hand, further igniting my primal desire.

At this moment, I wasn't caressing the familiar Jia Yi, but rather fondling the sexy and alluring Lisa…

Her firm breasts, under the intense kneading, exuded a strong fragrance; their pink color and almost dripping

, tender flesh resembled a rare, medium-rare steak. A few screams mingled with alluring moans

; her fair body was completely exposed to the air, gradually turning red and contorting under my caresses. Jia Yi, like a shrimp leaping in

a hot pan , instantly became a delicious ingredient for my consumption.

Normally, I'm not a man who places much importance on foreplay, but now I almost couldn't resist the urge to mount her. However,

lewd desires completely surpassed simple longing, guiding me to a side I had never shown before.

Twisting her cute, perky nipples and stretching them a few centimeters longer, I said in a lewd tone, "The entertainment industry is dark.

Have you ever suffered any losses?"

Jia Yi was stunned for a moment, then said shyly, "...No...no..."

My groping hands moved between her thighs, my fingers digging deep into her valley,

sliding The curves of her buttocks outlined by her tight leather pants were arousing.

"Wearing such short pants, won't you get excited if someone sees you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm so embarrassed..."

Infected by the lewd atmosphere, Jia Yi, her cheeks flushed and panting, could barely stand. Her hot

body sat in my lap, letting me touch her all over. Her sensitive body had never been able to withstand my teasing before, let alone

in this situation.

To be honest, we hadn't made love for quite a while.

It seemed I wasn't the only one feeling thirsty...

My silver thong was completely soaked. I deftly untied the rope around my waist, and

a small piece of fabric, barely covering my secret garden, slipped down, revealing several shimmering silver threads. My lips, glistening with lustful nectar, were gently parted,

directly stimulating my engorged clitoris. Thick nectar flowed from my mound.

I slapped my round buttocks, my fingers skillfully rotating and teasing my clitoris. I casually smeared the nectar on Jia Yi

's lips and chuckled, "So wet!"

"Please, stop teasing me... Hurry up... come in."

"Come in what?"

The popular idol, dressed in a half-naked, sexy outfit, her breasts covered in marks from men's lewd acts, swayed her slender waist, dripping with

lustful nectar , and looked expectantly at the man's penis.

Jia Yi bit her red lips and exclaimed, "Use your thick, big cock to fuck my cunt!"

A cheer emanating from her heart rang out. Like a reckless youth, I forcefully thrust into Jia Yi's body. The warm

cave was incredibly moist, and my burning cock instantly squeezed into her well-lubricated passage, pressing against her

delicate, .

"Oh!"

"Little slut, is it good?"

"Mmm..." Jia Yi buried her face in my chest, secretly nodding, while rhythmically arching her back. My

lover was emitting sweet moans, enjoying the pleasure of our physical and emotional connection, but I slowly pulled

my hard cock out of her secret place. The viscous secretions reflected a strange luster, and her lustful, tender flesh seemed reluctant to part,

clinging to my shaft, the pink mucous membranes turned inside out, like blooming roses.

"No, hurry... come in... I want it!" Jia Yi sobbed softly, her slender waist twisting and

turning, her annoying round buttocks chasing after the withdrawn penis, frantically demanding more.

Her boldly parted legs were straight and long, the tender flesh in the center writhing incessantly, the muddy and rotten appearance

creating a bewitching and lewd scene. After the hot and engorged glans teased the hymen for a while, the teasing penis was

inserted again.

"Oh, so deep... I don't know where it's gone, it feels so good!"

Accompanied by the beautiful rhythm, the honeyed flesh deep inside twisted and danced at the same time, like an incredibly passionate and high-spirited dance,

just before the climax. I gritted my teeth and withdrew the source of sensual pleasure once more.

"Put it in! Hurry up!"

Jia Yi cried out incessantly, like someone drowning. Her pleading, tinged with sobs, stirred my masculine pride and a

primal sadistic instinct. I mercifully satisfied her thirsty senses, then playfully slowed the

pace of my thrusts. This relentless, lewd act tormented not only Jia Yi but also

me, deeply immersed in lust. Yet, the intense pleasure brewing within was so intoxicating, so irresistible.

"Ohhhh!"

The frenzied thrusting had long surpassed my usual stamina. Jia Yi's sexy and alluring appearance was the most effective

aphrodisiac. Her plump, tender flesh encircled my hard penis, the friction between the mucous membranes and folds of flesh driving me mad. I thrust vigorously toward

the core of her body, like beasts in heat, biting and tearing at each other. Her sequined fingernails

neatly drew four bloody scratches on her shoulder, while I left a ring of teeth marks on her high, snow-white breasts.

Lisa had to be very careful with her low-cut dress for the time being...

Jia Yi immediately protested by biting my upper lip, but the subtle

trembling betrayed her truest thoughts. I slowly approached her delicate body from behind.

Both the posture and the emotions were somewhat different from the familiar understanding. The strange stimulation was an experience I had never had before.

I didn't remove Jia Yi's clothes, letting them hang on her half-naked body like ornaments. Her

beautiful, watery eyes contained a desire stronger than ever before, and my body was uncontrollably

running rampant in her wet valley.

After reaching two orgasms, Jia Yi's expression became dazed. Every twist seemed to release

the deepest desires of her senses, sucking me in like a whirlpool. The unsatisfied, surging waves seemed to

engulf us, and the feeling of suffocating in pleasure was so pleasurable.

Ignoring all other concerns, I poured four or five times' worth of semen into Jia Yi's body in one go. Her

vigorous life force surged deep within her, her slender hips and waist unable to withstand the intense impact, twisting almost to

the point , stirring up an lingering

, unforgettable afterglow. As if once again immersed in love, a strange illusion, like cheating or having an affair, kept surfacing in my mind. I was caught

in a strange emotion, completely unable to control myself… in

the company's break room.

"Our company often requires overtime, doesn't your boyfriend complain?"

Qiao Ting was pouring hot water into a pink Hello Kitty coffee cup. Her matching mini-skirt was pretty and

chic, and her bent-over posture subtly revealed her beautiful curves.

The made my heart race.

In this situation where only the two of us were alone, my restless eyes darted up and down, my male instincts uncontrollably

taking over , and I couldn't help but tease the cute little beauty.

"I don't have a boyfriend right now!"

"You're lying, right?" My heart skipped a beat for some reason. I chuckled stupidly, "Qiaoting is so pretty,

how could she not have a boyfriend?"

"I broke up with my previous boyfriend a few months ago..."

"It would be best to date a colleague now, so we'd have more time to spend together." Qiaoting

winked playfully.

I couldn't handle such obvious flirting.

Sorry, I'm a police officer... no... I already have a girlfriend!

Although I was being hypocritical, what came out of my mouth was the complete opposite.

"This must be a hint. I'll be the number one candidate."

"Ugh! That's not what I meant!"

Her slightly flushed face and her flustered shyness made my heart flutter. Especially the meaningful look in Qiaoting's eyes

before left, which deeply stirred my heartstrings, and I instantly had an impulse to cross the line.

But I know it's just male instinct, like staring at a hot girl on the street

or downloading files because of tempting pictures. Irrational reflexes can't be controlled by the brain.

In fact, I believe time and distance haven't affected Jia Yi's love for me; the romance of absence makes the heart grow fonder, and it's actually made

our relationship even closer.

Besides getting off work, socializing with my pretty female colleagues is my biggest expectation,

the only . I glanced at my watch; it was only 3:30 pm. There was still

a long time before I could truly be free. I silently returned to my seat and continued to swallow the tasteless work.

For the convenience of commuting to and from work, and to uphold Jia Yi's idol status, the agency

found her a new apartment in a prime location near the city center.

One sunny weekend morning, a large truck screeched to a halt in front of our apartment. Several young, burly men

filed in and out of our sweet little nest. Three hours later, the chaos finally subsided.

From then on, the apartment was mostly empty, and Jia Yi's chances of coming home decreased dramatically.

Tuesday afternoon, 3:47 pm.

I mechanically typed on the keyboard, staring blankly at the monotonous symbols dancing on the screen, my wandering

thoughts repeatedly asking myself a question with no answer.

Would Jia Yi be home tonight?

My fluctuating emotions fermented in the sultry afternoon…

My male colleagues started discussing “Lisa”: “She’s super hot, probably an F cup, why

isn’t she taking her clothes off yet!”

“Lisa’s outfit is so sexy, she almost had a wardrobe malfunction on last night’s show.”

“She looks like a total slut!”

Unlike other female stars who boldly display their sex appeal, Jia Yi’s girl-next-door innocence and cuteness, combined with

mature sex appeal, became a perfect weapon to conquer male fans.

“Hey, what do you think of Lisa?”

“…Very slutty…very slutty…”

Seemingly sensing the lack of sincerity and enthusiasm in my answer, my male colleagues abandoned me and continued their heated discussion,

the increasingly offensive topics forcing me to make an excuse to leave.

Previously, my jealousy towards other men's ill-intentioned stares was very mild. Whether it was holding

her hand to assert my dominance or retaliating by staring at another man's girlfriend, I was always proud of Jia Yi's

beauty . However, the subtle feelings of slight jealousy also brought us many unexpected pleasures. But that

sense of liberation is slowly undergoing a chemical change.

Photos of Jia Yi on the verge of wardrobe malfunctions and photoshopped images are popping up all over the internet, with enthusiastic responses.

On one truly feel Lisa's immense popularity; on the other hand, I worry that even more shocking images might appear at any moment, leaving my

heart completely numb in front of the computer. I remember before, when browsing similar pictures, I would complain about the poor quality of the photoshopped images or

the bad angles of the candid shots. Now, even seeing blurry images, the anger rising in my heart is unbelievable to myself

. My precious treasure, which was originally mine alone, is now being scrutinized by the prejudiced eyes of others.

My turbulent emotions finally came to a head a few days ago, and the key trigger was an exclusive revelation from a gossip

magazine : Jia Yi, no, I should say popular idol Lisa,

was rumored to be having an affair with famous record producer Zhiwei! Zhiwei will be producing Lisa's second new album, and for this he even gave up his long-time collaboration with the pop star

. The media implied that this involved an ambiguous love triangle and the private power struggle between idols in the entertainment industry before and after their careers.

The rising star, whose popularity has been declining recently, not only immediately denied the existence of a love triangle but also angrily accused the newcomer of using

the scandal to boost his value. On the other hand, it's rumored that her management company also has reservations about the producer with a bad reputation,

worrying that Zhiwei, who has been married three times, will negatively impact Lisa's image.

The complicated relationship required a double-page chart for analysis, resembling a cheap idol drama script...

"It's all nonsense!"

Jiayi said angrily, "There were at least ten staff members present that day, but the magazine said it was as if it was just

the two of us on a date alone."

"Don't worry about it, that's how paparazzi magazines are..."

"I don't even know Brother Zhiwei. I've only met him once before and said hello."

As if she could already see the variety show front page of tomorrow's newspaper, Lisa and her management company gave a standard response to the scandal;

to be honest, my uneasy mood was not calmed by such a standard statement, and the vague images in my mind

lingered.

What started as a slightly confrontational thought turned into me trying to comfort Jia Yi. On the other end

of the phone I was saying things that contradicted my own logic, sounding somewhat lost.

"Are you free to come home sometime? I miss you so much..."

"I miss you too, but I've been really busy lately!"

"Really..."

My tone betrayed my disappointment.

"By the way, did you like the clothes I sent you?"

"I bought them while I was getting ready for filming. They're all designer brands, you know. I even lied to the shop assistant that I was

giving them to my manager and stylist, hehe."

"Yeah, they fit perfectly. My colleagues all said they looked good." Listening to Jia Yi's rambling attempts to change the subject,

I stared blankly at her beautiful figure on the variety show, answering weakly.

The voice on the other end sounded tired, her sweet voice a little dry, making me feel

sorry . I could count the number of times Jia Yi had returned home in the past few months on one hand, yet I saw her on TV

more and more frequently. I couldn't describe the loneliness I felt.

The front row of the wardrobe was piled high with shirts and jackets that Jia Yi had sent by courier, and

a pressure cooker were stacked next to the refrigerator, still in their packaging.

She didn't know I'd lost weight recently; most of my shirts looked too loose. The kitchenware she used to want most was completely useless in our home

without her.

"Take care of yourself. Xiao Yi has a lot of loyal fans supporting her."

Holding the cold phone, I didn't know what else to say...

"Ding-dong!" The doorbell startled me from my deep sleep, jolting me awake from my dream of a reunion like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

I opened the door groggily.

Besides the tipsy Jia Yi, there was an unexpected, mysterious visitor.

The person supporting her was... Yu Ping.

"We were celebrating at a nearby restaurant. The whiskey was too strong; she couldn't even walk."

With her long, curly, wild hair tossing and her bangs streaked with brown, Yu Ping reclined lazily in

front . Underneath the leopard-print short jacket was a low-waisted black silk top, and the black long skirt was made of the same lightweight material. Compared to

simple transparency, the almost see-through effect had a more mysterious beauty.

"Lisa told us your address in the taxi, so we just stopped by."

Completely drunk, Jia Yi lay flat on the sofa. Before I could even carry her back to the room, she was already

breathing evenly, sleeping soundly.

"Lisa kept explaining that Awei wasn't her boyfriend, that she had another boyfriend outside the industry, and I didn't

believe it at the time." Yu Ping glanced at me out of the corner of her eye and said casually, "I didn't expect it to be true."

Lighting a cigarette between her fingers, Yu Ping exhaled a smoke ring and smiled, "How did you manage to get a popular idol?"

"...We've been dating for four years."

Explaining my relationship to a stranger, a strange sadness suddenly welled up in my heart...

"You're a very lucky boy to have such a beautiful girlfriend."

Looking at Jia Yi's lightly made-up face, radiating youthful beauty, and her high, firm chest rising and falling slowly,

Yu Ping's originally leisurely attitude suddenly changed subtly, and a hint of

melancholy beyond that of a big star appeared on her smiling lips.

"Sigh..." Elegantly flicking off the ash, Yu Ping sighed, "It's the era of young people now, and

no one wants to look at an old woman like me anymore."

Yu Ping still has three endorsements and advertisements.

Although these were the most lucrative jobs, all that remained was her glamorous and sexy image,

targeting mainly middle-aged men. She was already completely typecast, her luster gone in the eyes of producers and film companies;

she was simply waiting for her time to fade.

"No, you're still young and beautiful."

"Haha, youth is just a term used to describe old women!" Yu Ping laughed exaggeratedly.

In this awkward situation, I could only remain silent, offering my usual silly grin. Suddenly,

Yu Ping quieted down, gazing at her autographed signature framed beautifully on the wall.

"I think Lisa mentioned that you admire me?"

"Hmm...hmm..."

Her alluring eyes scrutinized me, as if she could read my mind. I

looked , my tongue tied, unable to utter a word. Perhaps Yu Ping's arrival was too unexpected, or perhaps I wasn't

fully awake yet, until now, the image of the sexy goddess before me gradually became clear.

Compared to the petite Jia Yi, Yu Ping possessed a model-like, tall and perfect figure. Her long, slender legs alone

took up almost half of her proportions, and her ample breasts were undoubtedly the primary attraction, their firmness

and shape rivaling that of a young girl. The contrast between her slender waist and fuller figure

created a striking and superior aesthetic.

Actually, Yu Ping's face wasn't the most typical of a beauty; her overly square face and excessively wide mouth didn't

conform to current beauty standards. She wasn't like a doll lying on a bed waiting to be favored, but rather a dangerous

female leopard. Her sensual, full lips possessed a unique allure, capable of swallowing a man's wild charm whole, and

her captivating eyes could kill at any moment.

"...So, who's prettier, me or Lisa?"

Yu Ping struggled for a long time before finally uttering this very brief question, seemingly worried that I might foolishly

rub salt into her wounds, yet secretly eagerly awaiting my answer.

It was my turn to fall silent…

If judged solely on appearance, Yu Ping's status as my goddess was unshakeable, but

the bond I cherished with Jia Yi couldn't be compared to mere physical attraction.

"Of…it…is…Yu Ping…sister."

My expectant expression made me blurt out a small, insincere statement.

"Where am I most beautiful?"

A radiant, sunny smile bloomed on my face. The bold and beautiful Yu Ping I had imagined was actually like a spoiled, willful little

girl , tugging at my sleeve and pressing me for an answer.

"Xiao Yi's figure is just okay, she doesn't understand what a woman's charm is at all... In the entertainment industry,

only Sister Yu Ping is truly sexy... Xiao Yi's fans are all junior high and high school students, just

kids who haven't even grown their hair yet..."

Looking at Yu Ping's trembling appearance, I couldn't help but speak more and more smoothly. Perhaps I was carried away for a moment,

and without thinking even blurted out my own embarrassing stories.

"Actually, the first time I... masturbated was when I saw Sister Yu Ping's photo album."

"Hmph, am I that old?" Yu Ping revealed her white teeth, her nimble tongue licking her bright

red lips back and forth, and said with a meaningful tone.

"Wearing high heels all day hurts so much, can you massage them for me?"

Her beautiful legs were placed on my knees, the full and well-proportioned curves of her thighs were fully revealed, and the crossed legs were like

a classic . In the black gauze, the dark red triangle shadow swayed faintly.

"What are you peeking at?"

"...Nothing."

Yu Ping said ambiguously, "If you want to look, just look. Weren't you very frank just now?" She

generously took off her coat, revealing her beautiful figure. Her hot, delicate body pressed against me,

her full, round breasts nestled against me under the black gauze, the exquisite protrusions making zero-distance contact.

It seems the rumors about her not liking to wear underwear are true...

"They're too naughty, they don't like being restrained."

A strong smell of alcohol emanated from her alluring lips, her excited eyes were slightly hazy, it seemed that the seemingly

sober female star was actually a little drunk.

Her bouncy, full breasts rubbed boldly, the semi-transparent silk could not hide her fiery passion. After removing her

symbolic top, Yu Ping bent over slightly, holding up her bare, perfect breasts, striking a seductive pose

that aroused me for the first time as a young man.

A bulging arc stretched before my eyes, the part covered by her jade-like hand subtly shifting, revealing

a scene as varied as the phases of the moon. Her light brown nipples were tantalizingly visible, always escaping my gaze at the most dangerous moment.

The twisting and changing cleavage was exceptionally alluring. The witch, who knew the male psyche well, easily teased me in her palm.

"Am I beautiful?"

"...Mmm."

My breathing was rapid, almost suffocating. The perfect burden pressing on my chest made my heart almost stop beating. My parched mouth and

thirst could not be filled by any drink.

However, Yu Ping seemed to enjoy my fascination more than my brief answer. She lightly licked my neck,

pulling open my shirt while removing her own unnecessary restraints.

"You're quite muscular."

Full breasts, long legs, pert buttocks...

Apart from the extremely tight red panties and silver hoop earrings, the goddess straddling me displayed

a bold lewd expression. Her body was completely uncovered, and her long-awaited breasts swayed before me,

beautiful and dazzling pearls embedded at the peaks.

"Do you know the best way to maintain a good figure?"

I shook my head like a fool.

"Using a man's lustful hands to sculpt your body's curves is the most effective, and

exercising with a man to burn calories is also indispensable."

Even a fool understands her implication...

Unlike Jia Yi's youthful talent, her skin is so soft and delicate from being cared for that it's irresistible to touch, like

the delicate touch of French cheese that seems to melt. My hands covered Yu Ping's ample breasts, the substantial hemispheres swaying in

my palms , their sexy heat too much for one hand to contain, making my blood boil.

"Baby! Knead harder! Squeeze my breasts until they burst!"

Yu Ping's firm breasts weren't soft pudding; the supple and elastic nipples awaited challenge and

conquest . With passionate kneading, an exciting cherry blossom color appeared on the white surface. The harder I kneaded,

the more powerful energy, like a matter-energy conversion, was released from them, and pleasure exploded continuously in my mind.

Inside the silk panties, full, tender labia rubbed against the fabric's support, a lewd, wet patch forming a ring. Her

round, plump buttocks slid against my thighs, rotating with a subtle rhythm, while seductive moans

echoed in my ears.

"Didn't you say you liked me? Why aren't you coming over yet!"

The voluptuous woman pressed down on me, our bodies in complete, unreserved contact. She greedily sucked on my swollen nipples.

Jia Yi was still fast asleep beside me, her angelic, peaceful smile in her sleep adding to

the thrill . My reason was being severely challenged, and my erect penis throbbed painfully.

"...I...don't...want to betray...Jia Yi..."

Yu Ping looked at my contorted face, a mixture of surprise and resentment on her face. Suddenly, she reached into my

panties and grabbed my hard, erect penis!

"Honest men are rare these days, but honest men get their comeuppance!"

She started licking from the scrotum upwards, meticulously licking the shaft back and forth, her slippery tongue teasing the groove beneath the glans

. Her tongue, moistened with the glans, began to circle the nerve-wracked surface, her soft red lips kissing

the sensitive, engorged area, saliva flowing through the moist cleft, the swollen, hot shaft covered in sweet

lipstick.

Having never experienced oral sex before, I felt as if I were soaring through the sky, my blood rushing downwards, leaving my mind blank. It

wasn't just simple sensory stimulation; the symbolically beautiful taste was intoxicating.

If I hadn't been so eagerly anticipating Jia Yi lately, if Jia Yi weren't lying beside me now, if I couldn't...

Staring at that flawless sleeping face, I didn't know if I could still maintain a shred of rationality under the temptation of the sexy goddess. But this almost self-deceptive rationality could only comfort myself. Lost in the pleasure of oral care, I

couldn't help but thrust my hips, enjoying the intoxicating pleasure.

Yu Ping took the entire penis into her mouth, her moist mouth tightly enveloping it. It was a different kind

of pleasure . The intense sucking motions were like a pump, the resulting pleasure growing stronger and stronger. Yu Ping's movements

became even gentler, directly stimulating the most sensitive opening on the glans. Looking up at the sexy

goddess , the lewd sounds accompanied by her soft breaths filled me with an indescribable satisfaction.

I didn't understand the significance of holding onto the last line of defense; the guilt only amplified the sensual pleasure to

its peak , letting my primal instincts churn in a sea of desire.

Moreover, Yu Ping had an even more powerful move...

The swollen penis, guided by her, burrowed into the deep crevice, the pleasure pressing in from all directions

several times greater than before. The full elasticity squeezed, the almost breaking penis sliding up and down in the narrow passage.

The key to the final combo was a direct and fierce thrust from her small mouth, hitting the soft flesh at the bottom of her throat, the pleasure spreading from

deep within completely shattering everything.

"Uh...uh..." The long-suppressed pleasure burst forth, the penis still trembling after ejaculation,

savoring the intense throbbing in her heart. Thick white fluid splattered on Yu Ping's flushed face, staining her

slightly disheveled bangs and her lips, where a layer of lipstick had faded.

"I've never been humiliated by being rejected by a man before, this is the punishment you deserve." Yu Ping licked

the stain on her lips and said in a sweet voice, "But don't worry, I won't tell Lisa."

"This is a little secret between us."

Quickly grabbing her coat and purse, Yu Ping left with a faint smile on her face.

The dream of every man to have a romantic encounter has come true for me. Having never had a "lucky break" before, I was

fortunate enough to have my face painted by a sexy goddess.

However, the joy of this dream come true was completely different from what I had imagined. I didn't know if it was the guilt of betrayal

or the emptiness after she was gone. The sudden pleasure felt like a fleeting dream. I couldn't deny the sensual

pleasure, nor could I deny the inexplicable emptiness in my heart.

Looking at my still-sleeping girlfriend and the messy marks on the sofa,

I couldn't fall asleep...

"Can I handle this proposal?"

I asked, mustering all my courage as I sat in the most secluded corner of the conference room.

Everyone's eyes turned to me, and the questioning look made me want to back down. The

confidence I had painstakingly built seemed to crack, and my legs trembled involuntarily under the conference table. Gazing at

Sister Lijuan's familiar back, I clenched my fists, forcing myself to look more reliable.

The manager looked over expressionlessly, unable to guess whether my name had been removed from the opportunity list

or if Lady Luck would unexpectedly smile upon me. My heart was pounding like a defendant awaiting sentencing in court.

After half an hour of discussion

… I got this precious opportunity for the project.

After the meeting, the manager patted me on the shoulder, smiling and saying encouraging words. The overwhelming favor made my

legs go weak, and I almost knelt down, just short of kowtowing and shouting, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

I wanted to attribute all the credit for this.

Jia Yi had achieved brilliant results in the entertainment industry, and as her boyfriend, I was not only happy for her, but also

felt a strange surge of motivation, actively seeking opportunities to perform. However, for a newcomer like myself, the ability to take on such a complex project so

readily was actually supported by someone else...

Ever since that painful experience, whenever I felt hesitant or doubtful, even though I didn't know how to bring it up,

I always tried to "inadvertently" let Sister Lijuan know, and she, with her furrowed brows, would always "inadvertently"

provide me with an answer. No matter how late it was, as long as the light was still on at the other end of the office, I was used to not leaving

my post . Perhaps I wanted to see Sister Lijuan's serious and cool expression a little longer, or perhaps I wanted to repay her for

the warmth of having someone supporting and encouraging her.

I know I'm like a spoiled child, overly dependent on others for protection, but on the other hand, I

was also secretly cultivating the courage to face challenges and failures.

Now, this mindset seems to have weathered the winter and entered the season of blossoming and bearing fruit...

"I heard you got the project you were in charge of?"

Qiaoting stood to the side with a big smile, her lips, adorned with a new lipstick, were bright and dazzling, even the shape was fuller and more defined

, looking quite like the effect in the advertisement. That's the brand Jia Yi recently endorsed, and it's

becoming .

"Yeah, but I don't know if it will be successful."

"It'll definitely be fine, I have faith in you." Her

gentle and caring encouragement warmed my heart, and my unwavering belief in persevering grew even stronger. At that moment,

I suddenly realized that Qiao Ting was actually quite similar to Jia Yi...

Of course, they are indeed different types of women.

Jia Yi is like a natural girl next door, innocently endearing yet endearing, while Qiao Ting, though equally sweet and

charming , appears shrewd and intelligent in comparison. Whether it's her slightly affected coquettishness or feigned innocence,

she reveals a girl's cunning to some extent.

However, old memories have gradually been overshadowed by the dazzling superstar on stage, and

under , Qiao Ting in front of me seems like the girl I've always loved.

"You've changed your lipstick."

"Yeah! You're the first boy to notice!" Qiaoting happily pouted her glistening lips and

laughed cheerfully, "This lipstick comes in different scents, smell it and see what it smells like." She

jokingly leaned forward, inhaling the sweet scent of tropical fruit, a fragrance even richer and more alluring than the lipstick

itself , which made my heart flutter. As the distance closed, Qiaoting's pink lips relentlessly

moved closer to me, as if we were playing a game of defiance, a game that was gradually spiraling out of control.

"This isn't... good," I said through gritted teeth, trying to avoid her.

Qiaoting lowered her head, covering her mouth and giggling, "Silly boy, I was just joking." With

a complex mix of relief and regret, I turned around, and there Qiaoting was...

Just as I lifted my head, in a flash…

“Ah!”

Half a bright red lipstick mark was stained on my pure white collar, while the other half was kissed beside my neck. The soft

lips brought an unexpected sweetness, making me almost moan with pleasure.

My body was enjoying the unexpected kiss, but my heart was filled with tension. In the serious and proper

work hours, if my colleagues found the hickey on my neck, we would be in an embarrassing and difficult

situation.

“What should I do?”

Brute force couldn’t completely wipe away the bright color; instead, it helped spread the pinkish area, hanging around my collar

like . Just when I was extremely embarrassed, Qiaoting, who had been silent, suddenly stuck out her fragrant tongue and gently

licked away the lipstick mark on my neck. “…It’s off.” Qiaoting said shyly, her jade cheeks flushed.

Her wet, slippery tongue was soft and delicate, licking back and forth on my neck. Qiaoting was like a playful kitten, and

the cute image of her sticking out her tongue was deeply imprinted in my mind.

"Thank you."

"Hmm, there seems to be a trace here..."

Her jade-like fingers gently scratched my neck. Qiaoting looked at me with a mournful gaze, slowly licking the corner of her lips.

The moist, rosy lips reflected a beautiful sheen, incredibly alluring.

Suddenly, I felt an intense desire to hug her tightly. A feeling of sudden attraction seized the opportunity, completely conquering my lonely

heart. I could clearly hear my own heart pounding, the rapid beating almost bursting out of my chest, blood

rushing to my lower body...

"Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom!"

Running away without looking back would be extremely impolite, and rejecting a beautiful woman's advances would also be extremely impolite

. However, my weak self-control could no longer withstand the slightest provocation.

Covering my bulging lower body, legs tucked together, I walked as quickly as I could down the corridor. My unnatural posture

was incredibly awkward. Although I passed many people with this hunched posture, none of my colleagues noticed. Just

as I was secretly pleased with myself, my target was right in front of me, but Lijuan brushed past me.

She didn't say a word, only gave me a meaningful look. Her

indifferent gaze seemed to see through everything…

I rushed into the restroom in a panic.

In the enclosed, narrow space, my erect penis, almost zipped up, stood high, radiating intense heat, its

45-degree angle ready to be released.

I couldn't help but feel ashamed.

In the sacred workplace, I was hiding in the restroom masturbating, while outside I could hear my colleagues' enthusiastic

discussion , yet I was expertly rubbing my burning shaft.

A mix of unease and desire surged within me. Even the usually composed Lijuan seemed to sense the burning lust within me . I

wondered how she would view this silent lecher in the future. But at that moment, I had no time for

repentance ; the ignited fire of desire was spreading uncontrollably.

I recalled Qiaoting's sweet lips and captivating eyes, the subtle, almost imperceptible affection teasing my inner loneliness and

longing. It wasn't just the fleeting stimulation of the moment; my greedy mouth yearned to reciprocate with a more exquisite lip-to-lip

union , to let our tongues mingle fully, to let Qiaoting savor the even hotter, harder part…

My red, hot glans overflowed with viscous secretions, and my movements became even more rapid.

The image that appeared slowly transformed into Yu Ping's Venus-like perfect body, her full, erect breasts dancing,

her nipples hard like dazzling jewels. The unfinished ritual of that night burned even more passionately in my imagination,

the pleasure of breaking taboos spreading and drowning out all regret.

Finally, there's my beloved Jia Yi.

An idol in sexy attire stands under the spotlight, boldly swaying her hips, while my innocent

lover holds my arm, whispering sweet nothings in my ear. These constantly shifting images intertwine in my mind, a struggle between

unadorned naturalness and meticulously crafted perfection.

Suddenly, like a breaking news broadcast, Li Juan's image flashes into my mind.

With a serious, indifferent expression, she ruthlessly reprimands my ignorance, yet behind her glasses, her eyes hold a

captivating allure. Suddenly, her slender fingers slowly remove her pure white shirt, revealing her fair breasts . Li Juan gently embraces me, uttering sweet words of praise and comfort. 　　Startled by my shameful fantasies, I desperately try to stop my disrespectful actions, but the instinct that has led my lower body astray is completely uncontrollable. 　　　　　　　　Thick bodily fluids spilled onto the clean, smooth white tiles… 　　Jia Yi’s phone was usually off. 　　So I started emailing her, trying to express my feelings and stay connected through text and pictures, like a long-distance relationship. 　　But the thousands of words piling up in my heart could only be squeezed out in front of the computer. Unaccustomed to sentimentality, I had never written a love letter before , let alone fully understanding my own feelings at that moment. I kept repeating the process of deleting and restoring, the simplistic and disorganized sentences making me frown. Although I had some doubts about whether the busy Jia Yi would have time to read the carefully crafted letters… 　　I don’t know when I started to hate going home, always hiding in the company until late at night. 　　I turned off the computer and stared blankly at the quiet office, with no intention of leaving. I guessed it was because I was afraid of facing the loneliness of being alone… 　　When I sat alone in the living room, I could clearly hear the slightly malfunctioning faucet in the bathroom silently weeping, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop the emotions from flowing out. 　　The darkened room had been my companion for a long time, but only now did I realize how spacious the roughly 20-square-meter space actually was. The boundless loneliness, with no one to my side, made me almost disoriented. I could only turn on the TV and gaze at familiar figures. 　　This year's Valentine's Day was different from previous years. 　　The vase on the small table in the living room was filled with vibrant roses; the bouquet, symbolizing love, had ninety-nine blossoms in total, their dazzling blooms illuminating the room in fiery red. 　　Now that I'm a working professional, unlike the poverty of my student days, indulging in such extravagant expressions of affection on this special occasion is definitely not a waste, especially since most of the time I'm too busy to spend money. 　　Eight o'clock in the evening.

Half a microwave-safe bento box lay on the table. I lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the television.

A small concert, a celebration for fans, was being broadcast live. Most of the fans in the audience were in pairs,

snuggling to enjoy the lively performance. The energetic singing and dancing continued until midnight. Jia Yi, drenched in sweat,

blew me a passionate kiss through the camera.

As the clock struck twelve, I silently raised my half-full glass…

It was night.

Too lazy to even take off her coat, Jia Yi lay on the worn-out sofa, her hands covering her tired face.

In the dim light, Jia Yi's figure was slender and graceful, her exaggerated proportions of a slim waist and full breasts pushing

the limits of human anatomy. Every gesture exuded a mature and alluring charm. The scent emanating from her was completely

different . The beauty before me bore no resemblance whatsoever to the Jia Yi I remembered.

I held her soft body, gently kneading her warm breasts through her thin-strapped camisole.

"No, I'm so tired."

"Then why did you come back? Wasn't it because you missed me?"

I forcefully kissed her cherry lips, painted with peach-pink lipstick, sucking on her evasive tongue. My hands hurriedly untied her

clothes , forcefully pressing down on her trembling body. Her resistance didn't make me back down; instead, it spurred my forceful actions to

become even more brutal and rude.

"We haven't done it in a long time, Xiaoyi wants it too, right?"

"Don't do this...you're hurting me."

I knew it really hurt...

sharp nails dug into her delicate skin, clear bloodstains appearing on her flawless white skin. I ignored

the pain continued to thrust harder. Inside her half-open sports bra, her perfect breasts swayed from side to side from rough pinching and kneading,

twisting into cruel shapes. The beautiful blush and alluring trembling didn't mean her body couldn't suppress its sensual desires;

rather the result of her inner terror.

"...Don't do this, let me go...it hurts...it hurts..."

"Is the big star starting to dislike me? Or have you already done it with other men and don't want to do it anymore?" I screamed

almost frantically.

Tearing open the expensive silk panties, the neatly trimmed black lawn unfolded before my eyes. I spread my tightly closed

legs and aimed my penis at the beautiful pink garden.

"No...no..."

The dry flesh gate resisted firmly, not allowing any progress. Even though it temporarily blocked the invading hard

object, it could not stop the boiling blood in my heart. What swelled and stood erect in the corpus cavernosum was not thick lust,

but a strange emotion.

"Slap!" A large red swelling appeared on her beautiful face.

I had never been rough with Jia Yi in the past four years. I always thought that violence was the biggest taboo between men and women. The crisp feel

was different from the elasticity of her breasts and buttocks. The guilt that vibrated in my palm went straight to my heart.

Unfortunately, my heart was cold and numb at that moment…

The little hands that had been pushing against my chest immediately released their grip. Terrified, Jia Yi lost the ability to resist, letting the hateful penis

penetrate and ravage her parched valley. She could only sob softly. Under my tight embrace, unable to break free, Jia

Yi let out a heartbreaking wail, her little hands gripping my arm tightly, twisting her shapely buttocks.

Actually, I didn't want to make love at all…

I just wanted to tell her that I had recently received my first project proposal. Although I felt that

my colleagues, who were watching coldly, were not optimistic, I would definitely try my best to do my best!

Unfortunately, my body completely disobeyed my brain, and a deeper subconscious was manipulating my limbs, frantically defiling

my most beloved pure angel.

"Ugh...ugh..."

A large hand gripped her rounded breasts, roughly kneading them. Soft flesh spilled out between his fingers, swollen and

pitiful. The shaft of flesh, thrust into her secret cave, supported her body, which was being manipulated. Meaningless moans accompanied her

soft groans, and her undulating back revealed inexplicable sadness and pain.

I don't know if it was just a passive attempt to prove that Jia Yi was still my lover, or simply a

childish desire to vent my loneliness. The intercourse, devoid of pleasure, was like chewing tasteless gum, just mechanical,

repetitive . The suffering woman's body didn't spontaneously arouse as described in erotic novels. What

welled up within me wasn't a symbol of excitement, but rather the bloodstains caused by brutality.

I stared intently as tears dissolved her beautiful makeup, the eyeshadow and powder mixing into a terrifying color.

The beautiful woman with red eyes beneath me was so unfamiliar, like a complete stranger.

In an instant, I involuntarily released her, letting her break free of my embrace.

Like a prisoner finally freed, Jia Yi hastily fled the little nest we had once built with love, barely managing

to .

The turbulent emotions surging within me gradually subsided, the chaos in my mind slowly settling, and I could faintly hear

mournful cries echoing in the stairwell…

“The paparazzi have been watching very closely lately, there are cars following us at any time, my agent thinks

it’s better if we don’t meet for the time being… I’m also changing my phone number, so I might not be able to reach you for a while… Take

good , eat more vegetables, don’t be picky about food.”

Two days later, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone…

I collapsed to the ground, barely listening to the ten-minute explanation and advice. My voice, which I tried to remain calm but couldn’t help

trembling was filled with distance, only the last goodbye was etched in my heart.

I hung up the phone.

My stiff body began to regain feeling, and I slowly straightened up. A surge of emotion drove my almost numb

limbs; besides a trace of anger and disappointment, there was only indescribable pain.

In an instant, it transformed into a powerful typhoon, with me as its eye, its radius sweeping across the entire house,

howling and ravaging everything bearing Jia Yi's label.

A row of picture frames on the bedside table was swept to the floor, shattered glass scattered everywhere.

Photo albums filled with memories were torn apart, the sweet smiles in the photos crumpled in my palm. Even sentimental gifts couldn't escape its wrath;

foolish ceramic ornaments shattered into pieces, exposing their hollow interiors; cotton wadding flew everywhere; the heavy rag doll had

its heart ripped out, leaving only a broken shell.

I tried to dig out the intimate photo nailed to the wall with my bare hands.

Exhausted, I lay sprawled out, my whole body aching so much I couldn't move; rusty nails cut my fingers.

Blood seeped out, and I sucked on my bleeding finger, savoring the thick, metallic taste, an

indescribable bitterness spreading through my mouth…

Perhaps I was never as carefree as I imagined; it was just the dominant position in our relationship that created

this false impression. Or perhaps Jia Yi wasn't the innocent angel I envisioned, and my one-sided projection unnecessarily

burdened us both.

Maybe we've both changed?

A relationship where right and wrong are indistinguishable, an ending without answers.

It was all just a cruel joke by Cupid…

Thankfully.

Routine work coupled with a constant stream of unexpected events kept me constantly busy, and I also had to rack my brains preparing

proposals. The heavy workload left my mind no time to think about anything else…

After that day, life felt like moving to an office. The less time I spent in that little corner filled with memories,

the calmer my emotions became. For me, work was the best way to release stress. Using work pressure to numb myself,

though pathetic, was effective. One dizzy afternoon, I couldn't even remember Jia Yi's name.

However, while the emotional pressure could be temporarily escaped, the aftereffects seemed unlikely to fully heal in a short time.

I felt like an old computer on the verge of crashing, its erratic logic fraught with uncertainty.

Evening.

Due to such a minor oversight of forgetting to save my work, three and a half hours of hard work vanished in an

instant . In a fit of anger, I threw all the documents on the table onto the floor.

Pointless venting never reverses a bad situation; it usually only makes things worse.

Darkness fell, and my mood grew even more depressed. Silently cleaning up the mess I had created, I lay on the floor,

stretching my arm to pull out the missing pages from the gap in the table.

Brushing the dust off my sleeves, a shapely leg came into view, delicate ankles and cute toes

wearing a pair of 10-centimeter-high stiletto sandals.

My curious gaze extended upwards.

Beneath a familiar light gray long coat, peach-pink flowers bloomed on a pure white dress, vibrant

yet tasteful, the fitted cut revealing a shapely figure. The sleeveless design revealed her smooth, lotus-root-like arms

, and her soft, lustrous hair cascaded over her chiseled shoulders. A silver pendant lay obediently on her chest, and the slightly low neckline, while

not revealing a deep cleavage, subtly accentuated the graceful lines of her neck.

...Lijuan.

She removed her stiff glasses, applied a light layer of eyeshadow, and her curled

eyelashes shone with a captivating light, a stark contrast to the cold, indifferent eyes she had displayed just hours before.

Her mature and alluring temperament and beauty were breathtaking. A captivating beauty I had never even dreamed of was blooming before

my eyes. It wasn't just a light makeup that transformed her; it was a subtle, subjective change,

as if she had completely shed all her armor, revealing a completely different side of her from the inside out...

"Sister Juan, didn't you leave work a long time ago? Why are you back?"

My curious gaze cautiously surveyed her beautiful face and delicate body. Actually,

the question I truly wanted to ask wasn't about this.

"I was just passing by and saw the lights were still on, so I came up to check..."

"Really?"

Her meticulously dressed appearance, so different from her usual self, clearly indicated an important date... and

the person was, of course, a man.

Although I severely lacked knowledge about work, I was much more perceptive in other areas.

Of course , I wouldn't be stupid enough to directly expose Sister Lijuan's disguise.

"Are you planning to work overtime, or are you going to stay and cause trouble?" Lijuan picked up a manufacturer's catalog from the table and

lightly tapped my head.

"Sorry," I said softly, head down, "I'll clean up right away."

Lijuan watched me pack at three times the speed, her expression quite subtle.

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard..." "

Sister Juan, although I don't have much experience yet, I'll definitely do a good job on this proposal!" My cheeks flushed red as I said earnestly. 　　"Anyway, your proposal will definitely not be used," Lijuan said calmly. "It's already been decided by the higher-ups. No matter how well you do, it's useless!" 　　*Whoosh!* Papers fell like snowflakes, instantly turning the surroundings scattered on the ground, and I stood there like a snowman. 　　"Although it will definitely be rejected, you can't skimp on appearances, or you'll get a lot of flak from above. It doesn't need to be too good, but it can't be too bad either. Finding the right balance is harder than writing the proposal itself." 　　Lijuan bent down and picked up document after document, neatly stacking them. 　　"Even a pig could tell that this is a thankless and arduous task. Otherwise, why would the other colleagues ? Why would it be your turn, a newcomer, to do it?" 　　Although she appeared calm, my eyes stung with tears. My vision suddenly blurred, and I turned my head, trying to avoid Lijuan's gaze, unable to hide the dampness on my cheeks any longer. 　　"Were you crying?" 　　"...No, I wasn't!" I secretly wiped my eyes with my sleeve. 　　"Like a little kid." 　　Lijuan took out a cream-colored handkerchief and handed it to me with a wry smile. Her high heels tripped over a piece of paper, and she lost her balance, falling heavily towards the corner of the table! 　　Instinctively, I stretched out my arms, rushed over, and hugged her thin body tightly, turning around to protect Lijuan, trying to fall to the side. 　　"Thump!" We both fell to the ground, a sharp pain shooting through my right arm. 　　"Ah! You're bleeding!" 　　A tear appeared in my shirt, seeping out specks of crimson blood. The five-centimeter wound wasn't deep and didn't hurt too much, but the blood was conspicuously flowing. 　　I guess women are all afraid of seeing blood. 　　Lijuan's face was pale, and she let out a short scream, her attention completely focused on the wound on my arm, completely unaware that our bodies were intimately touching. 　　At this moment, I was pressing tightly against Lijuan's delicate body, my left arm encircling her soft, slender waist, our legs intertwined , less than a centimeter apart, our noses almost touching, her soft cheek brushing against mine.

Her moist lips lightly touched my neck, a faint fragrance lingering.

"It's just a minor injury, it's alright."

"But, the blood... it keeps... flowing..."

Looking at her panicked expression, tonight, besides her stunning beauty, I also

felt her rich emotions. My tightly closed lips touched Lijuan's swan-like neck,

lightly touching the surface of her rosy lips. The panicked Lijuan froze, staring blankly at me, while I firmly embraced her slender

body , burying my face in her chest.

"This way it won't hurt anymore."

"After crying, you still act like a child. You're a man in your twenties, yet you're still acting like a spoiled brat..."

Lijuan frowned, a bitter smile appearing on her face.

"...I...just...a little..."

"Silly girl, cry if you want to."

Kissing her alluring collarbone, her smooth skin trembled gently under my kisses. My kisses then moved to

her firm chest, and I couldn't resist unbuttoning the first button of her collar, revealing her soft, fleshy breasts.

Sister Juan wasn't angry...

"Sister Juan...you're so beautiful."

Her breath rose and fell gently and gracefully, her fair skin exuding an intellectual beauty. Her delicate breasts

weren't full, just small enough to be grasped in one hand, making them all the more endearing. Lijuan shyly tried to protect her exposed chest, but

she couldn't escape my mischievous advances. Annoying moans rose and fell as the exposed areas fell

under the assault of my tongue and fingers. The delicate touch was like cheesecake, slowly melting in her mouth.

Her nimble tongue teased back and forth at the tip, the pale protrusion swelling under her passionate sucking. Her front

teeth gripped the shy, sensitive button, activating the switch for female pleasure. Her slender, delicate body exuded a unique aura,

a subtle and peaceful scent that calmed my excited and apprehensive heart.

"Does it hurt?" I asked softly.

Lijuan nodded, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes revealed a sweetness sweeter than honey. This rare shyness moved me more than

her beautiful body; her cold, aloof demeanor slowly melted.

"Achoo!" Just as my desire was reaching its peak, and my restless hands were attacking under her skirt,

a cloud of dust rising from the carpet made me sneeze, ruining the perfect mood.

Wiping my slightly red nose with a handkerchief, Lijuan, her face full of pity, suddenly asked, "By the way, have you ever made love in

the manager's office?"

A mysterious and playful expression appeared on her beautiful face...

Taking the key from the potted plant base, Lijuan unlocked the door to the manager's office.

Bright lights illuminated the spacious environment, the luxurious furnishings quite different from the company's stiff atmosphere, a

large glass wine cabinet, and a luxurious recliner in front of the desk.

"Making love here is very exciting! Especially when everyone is working seriously..." Lijuan wrapped her arms around

my neck and said in a sweet voice.

"Li... Sister Juan, could it be... you... are... the manager's... 'that'..."

Lijuan shook her head and said with a smile, "Hmph! Men don't like old women with stern faces who always pressure them to divorce,

but rather young and beautiful girls who always show a little sexiness."

She called the manager by his name, her tone very indifferent, but a complex

expression secretly flashed across her pretty face. Qiaoting's sweet and lovely smile appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It seems all my knowledge of Qiaoting was just wishful thinking…

“Don’t mention those unpleasant things.”

Untying her hairband, her long, flowing hair cascaded down the wide desk like a black waterfall. Lijuan sat

on the desk, lifted her skirt, and boldly spread her long, straight legs into an M-shape. Her white stockings were simple

yet sexy, and the full, fertile ground beneath her white panties exuded a primal fragrance.

I lovingly stroked the lines of her beautiful legs, kneading between her plump hips and slender calves. My fingers

lingered between her thighs, swirling on the raised mounds of flesh. Thick nectar seeped from her tender petals, clearly

highlighting the obscene shape beneath her panties.

“Tear it, like a man…”

Following Lijuan’s instructions, I tore open the stockings like a man, revealing snow-white flesh through the small tear—

a pale, alluring beauty hidden behind a cold exterior, dazzling and mesmerizing. Unveiling the layers of mystery, black

pubic hair concealed rosy labia, glistening with lustful fluid flowing between the swollen, engorged membranes.

"Ohhh!"

The sweet moans were so passionate...

"We made plans, but then an emergency came up at home... This is probably the twentieth time," Lijuan

murmured, swaying her hips.

Hearing this unintentional confession, a mix of pity and jealousy welled up inside her, a feeling she couldn't explain, only that

her surging desire suddenly intensified.

She teased the sensitive core, focusing her attack on the constantly writhing, shy bud. Sweet nectar clung to her head, the buds

wrapped around her fingers seeming to dodge, yet also to welcome her. While I displayed a coercive, forceful

teasing, I gently licked her smooth neck, lightly biting her rounded earlobe. Her beautiful body was extremely sensitive

; her earlobes, back, and neck all played a beautiful concerto under my careful caresses.

Impatiently pulling down his trousers, revealing his hard, erect penis, he prepared to move on to the next stage…

“Don’t rush, it’s not time yet…”

Flicking her flowing hair, she pressed me down onto the manager’s large, luxurious chair. With a smile, Lijuan

wrapped my wrists with her tie, pulling them behind my back. My raised hands were instantly immobilized, and I reverted to being a

naive newcomer at her mercy.

She stroked my erect penis back and forth, the bulging veins on its shaft seemingly about to burst. Lijuan’s breasts pressed against my side,

letting me gently peck at her firm nipples. The glans lightly touched my moist vulva, the mucous membranes

rubbing and sticking , the melting sensation bringing my suppressed reason to the brink of collapse.

"It's so hard, does your little thing want it?"

"I want it! Give it to me!"

It went in a few centimeters, and the tender flesh that had just taken in the glans immediately pulled back, forcibly

pulling apart the almost glued flesh. The tingling numbness that stopped after a shallow taste was the most torturous torture. Seeing the pained

expression on my face, Lijuan's smile became even brighter.

"Newcomers are always in such a rush. Everything should follow proper procedures."

"I...I'm sorry, I...I was wrong...please forgive me..."

"You've already admitted you were wrong, I can't forgive you so easily!" Lijuan raised her eyebrows and

said coldly, "Now I'm going to give you a punishment!"

Her sharp nails, painted with bright red nail polish, gently pricked the side of my glans. The extremely sensitive part of my penis immediately

felt a sharp pain, but the intense stimulation, like Japanese wasabi, quickly dissipated, leaving behind

a tingling pleasure that shot straight to my head.

I cried out in pain, "I really can't take it anymore, Sister Lijuan, please..."

Lijuan sat on top of me with a smile.

My hard penis finally entered her body. Her jade arms wrapped around my neck, her lovely breasts pressed against my chest, the hard

nipples rubbing back and forth, the almost flattened breasts bringing a wonderful elasticity after compression. Her cold and beautiful expression turned

passionate and fiery, a crimson color spreading around her neck and cheeks, her fair skin oozing a layer of cherry red,

as if it were about to drip juice.

The still penis felt as if it were in the center of a vortex, intense pleasure dominating all senses. Before my eyes were only

pale figures, and loud cries echoed all around. Her shapely buttocks thrust forcefully against my lower abdomen,

her plump, fleshy walls tightly enveloping my penis, the rugged folds scraping against the smooth surface, bringing an endless, sensual pleasure.

She lay back on the large desk, the angle of penetration strangely different, actively squeezing my erect

penis, the jolting like a powerful earthquake. Her moving body felt like riding a tall, strong mare, the beautiful female

knight dominating the source of pleasure.

"I'm going to cum..."

"No, I'm not done yet!"

Her nails dug into my shoulders, increasing the frequency of her twisting movements. It wasn't just a simple up-and-down vibration; the

seemingly seemed to be in sync with some mysterious rhythm, stimulating a sweet pleasure in my body.

The increasingly uncontrollable urge to ejaculate tormented me, each second

feeling forced me to grit my teeth.

"Oh! It's coming! That's amazing!"

A triumphant cheer released everything. The long-suppressed desire transformed into overwhelming pleasure, shooting deep into my body. Her

body convulsed under the intense impact, her slender waist almost breaking. The pent-up pleasure exploded,

completely conquering each other...

Kissing Lijuan's still rosy cheeks, my heart overflowed with intense love. Stroking her heaving

breasts savoring the intoxicating aftertaste, suddenly, my penis, which had just surrendered, secretly regained its strength.

"Juan, now it's my turn to serve you..."

Her beautiful body lay on the table, I held her high, pink buttocks, slapping the sweat-covered mound of flesh, my proud

penis rubbing against her labia, brewing the urge to strike again.

"I'm going to go in from behind!"

I thrust into her fully lubricated secret cave in one go, feeling my penis fill her soft flower garden, secretly swelling with

the natural I proudly arched my waist, rhythmically thrusting my penis, the active control bringing

a different kind of real satisfaction.

"Don't do this... it's so embarrassing..."

Lijuan, lying in front of me, suddenly became shy like a young girl. I lifted her long, jade-like legs, making her lewd cave

fully open, violating Lijuan in an even more obscene position.

"Sister Juan, you need to see clearly how you're being fucked!"

The thick, hard penis thrust violently into her tender, red vulva. Her wet, dripping vaginal opening was a picture of utter debauchery. Her beautiful buttocks were raised high, twisting in a lewd

manner , making her look like a prostitute being played with. Her original elegant and intellectual image had vanished

without a trace, replaced by an alluring and seductive sensuality.

"Plop... Plop!" The sticky secretions made lewd sounds as they collided. The deep, engorged flesh

was pulled open by the violent tugging, the engorged, deep red flesh resembling a vibrant rose blooming inside her.

The insatiable lust continued unabated. Her hands probed the swollen clitoris while kneading her swaying

breasts , the intense response leading to the peak of pleasure.

"Oh...oh...oh..."

"Juan is so lewd, your cunt is so wet, your juices are flowing out."

The roles were reversed, and Lijuan, who was always in the dominant position, writhed violently under my thrusts, letting

me lead her to enjoy endless pleasure. Her wanton words stirred her primal desires, shedding all worldly ties

and revealing her purest side.

"So good! It's so deep! Thrust it in and tear me apart!"

Her wanton moans echoed endlessly, enjoying the suffocating pleasure. I couldn't help but kiss her red lips, sucking on her curled

little tongue, welcoming the next orgasm, all my longing spraying deep inside.

Cupid's tricks on me were not over...

Forty-three days after leaving Jiayi, I fell in love with another woman.

The computer screen displayed a sexy wallpaper of Lisa wearing a pale yellow dress.

It was Lisa's latest album look, her honey-brown skin exuding a healthy and mysterious aura, her

black hair tied up with sparkling crystals, as noble and beautiful as a Greek goddess. Her back was completely bare, extending to

her waist , and although the floor-length dress concealed her beautiful legs, the exaggerated slits on both sides definitely made up for the fans' disappointment.

A soft, melodious voice blared from the speakers.

The first single, "True Love," was a very lyrical song, composed by renowned producer

Zhiwei, with lyrics written by Lisa for the first time. The gentle melody was perfect for listening to on a quiet night, and it currently held

the second spot on the sales charts.

In the empty office, adjusting the volume, the pleasant music increased several

decibels , and a relaxed and contented smile naturally appeared on my lips.

My Outlook backup contained five emails signed "A Heartfelt Invitation,"

and each time a reply arrived very quickly.

I had asked Sister Juan out five times, and each time I was rejected.

After the proposal was completed, I planned to ask her out again. Although, like the unfinished proposal,

there was no guarantee of success this time, I didn't care...

While I was lost in thought, the hands of my watch secretly moved half a circle, and the bright moon outside the glass window hid away

, making the already dark night seem even darker.

Clearing my mind of distractions, I continued burying myself in the pile of documents...

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