041 Policeman's Wife - Wang Yulan

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(I) Yulan is 30 years old this year. She lives with her husband, Zhang Dayuan, and their daughter, who is in elementary school, in an apartment building that has been built for many years. Zhang Dayuan works in the Public Security Bureau's Security Department. He is a policeman with 16 years of service. Because of his bad temper and arrogance, he is not well-liked in the bureau. In addition, due to his low level of education, he has been rejected for promotion several times over the years and has always remained an ordinary staff member. He is also never considered when the unit allocates housing, so they can only live in this old building. Zhang Dayuan is a very chauvinistic man, so after marrying him, Wang Yulan resigned from her job at the bookstore and became a housewife at his request. Life after marriage was peaceful and uneventful. Although they were not wealthy and her husband had a bad temper, Wang Yulan endured the grievances and managed to get by. A few years later, their daughter was born. This should have been a good thing, but Zhang Dayuan's patriarchal ideas made him very unhappy. From then on, their lives began to change.
Zhang Dayuan started losing his temper easily, often verbally abusing Wang Yulan after drinking. Wang Yulan endured it all, hoping for a peaceful life, but a sudden incident three years ago completely destroyed their family relationship.
It was a hot night, and Zhang Dayuan was on night shift, not returning until midnight. After putting the children to bed, Wang Yulan took a shower and prepared a late-night snack in the kitchen, waiting for her husband to come home. She had done this for the past three years; she dared not go to sleep alone until her husband was home.
The door clicked open, and Zhang Dayuan entered, hanging up his hat and taking off his uniform and trousers, leaving him in only his underwear as he went to the kitchen. Wang Yulan kept her head down, stirring noodles in the pot, not daring to look at her husband.
Zhang Dayuan squinted at his wife from behind; her full waist was faintly visible beneath her thin beige nightgown, and her black bra straps and white underwear were clearly visible. Thinking of a prostitution case he'd handled that evening, the prostitute's seductive allure made him feel an erection. He walked over and placed a hand on Wang Yulan's shoulder. Wang Yulan shuddered, her hand stopping. Seeing his wife's trembling, Zhang Dayuan felt a surge of pleasure.
He reached under her armpit, grasped her breast, and kneaded it forcefully. His other hand touched her lower abdomen, pulling her buttocks towards his lower body. Through her underwear, he pressed his erect penis against her and began rubbing. He saw his wife's eyes twitch, but she dared not flinch or resist, so he rubbed even faster and harder.
A few minutes later, feeling his desire aroused, he lifted his wife's nightgown to her waist, pulled down her underwear, and reached out to touch Wang Yulan's hairy pubic area. In the dead of night, the sound of his fingers rubbing his wife's pubic hair was loud and rustling. His wife's vaginal opening was soft and moist, the two folds of flesh throbbing restlessly under his hands, mixed with mucus and hair. Wang Yulan hummed softly through her nose. Suddenly, Zhang Dayuan grabbed her entire mons pubis forcefully. Startled by the sudden attack, Wang Yulan cried out. Zhang Dayuan, having reached his limit of restraint, lifted his wife's upper body, raised her arms, and pulled her nightgown over her head.
Wang Yulan, with her back to her husband, braced her hands on the stove, her snow-white body, clad only in a black bra, exposed to her husband's gaze. Zhang Dayuan watched as the black bra straps dug into his wife's back skin, the white flesh around the straps alluringly rising, and he couldn't help but grin excitedly, his lower body becoming even harder. He unhooked the back of the bra, freeing the white flesh from its confinement, the rising part disappearing, but the marks left by the bra remained on her back, very conspicuous. Zhang Dayuan reached behind Wang Yulan and grabbed her breasts, kneading them vigorously and pressing her nipples repeatedly with his index finger. Although her bra was unhooked, Zhang Dayuan didn't remove it, letting it hang loosely on his wife's full body; he found it more stimulating.
Wang Yulan looked down at her husband's hands ravaging her breasts, their breasts being kneaded, squeezed, and rubbed together, her nipples becoming engorged and hard, only to be pressed down forcefully by his fingers. Zhang Dayuan hadn't showered, and the stench of sweat mixed with the strong smell of tobacco enveloped her, making her feel hot all over, and she involuntarily let out a moan.
Hearing his wife's moan, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. He quickly pulled down his underwear, took out his hard penis, and inserted it into Wang Yulan's buttocks. After a few tentative movements, he aimed at her soft spot and thrust it in hard.
"Ah…," Wang Yulan's head tilted back.
Since that incident three years ago, Zhang Dayuan had been extremely cold and brutal towards his wife. When he wanted to satisfy his desires, he never cared whether she was willing or not, and he would never face her. Almost every time, he would make Wang Yulan kneel and grope him from behind, at most making her lie on her side with her face turned towards the pillow, only releasing her after he had ejaculated. After entering his wife's vagina, Zhang Dayuan began to slowly thrust in and out. He watched his penis, covered in sticky fluid, move smoothly and lubricatedly in and out of Wang Yulan's vagina, glistening under the light, giving him a sense of conquering satisfaction.
He held his wife's breast with one hand and her waist with the other, pulling her full, white buttocks against his lower abdomen, making a slapping sound.
Wang Yulan had a black mole on her right lower back, with a few black hairs growing on it, making her look sexy and wanton. Zhang Dayuan released his wife's breast, holding her waist with both hands, occasionally touching and pinching the black mole on her back, and began to thrust rapidly and violently. The gas stove burned, and sweat began to bead on both of their bodies.
Wang Yulan felt her husband's thick, hard penis thrust into her lower body. She felt her vagina tightly enveloping it, yet the lubrication prevented her from fully grasping it. The alternating tightness and looseness inside her vagina made her dizzy, and she hummed incessantly. Her breasts were tossed back and forth with each thrust, rubbing against her bra, which looked incredibly stimulating. A suppressed moan escaped her throat: "Ah... um..."
Hearing her low moans, Zhang Dayuan cursed, "You filthy bitch, if you're enjoying it, scream! Don't whine like that!" He
then increased the speed of his thrusts, pumping violently.
His speed increased, and the amplitude of his movements grew. Wang Yulan's hands could no longer support her body under the impact. She bent her arms, using her elbows to support herself on the counter, her entire body almost prone, her breasts occasionally hitting the edge of the counter. She buried her head between her arms, but with each thrust from her husband, she involuntarily arched her back, letting out soft gasps and ecstatic moans. Watching his wife's wanton ecstasy as she was being fucked beneath him, Zhang Dayuan felt a surge of excitement at his own strength and power. He grabbed her breasts, pushing and pulling her body to match the thrusting of his penis.
The weather was hot, and being near the stove, both of them were drenched in sweat. Wang Yulan's smooth, white breasts were even more slippery to the touch, making a squelching sound similar to the sound of his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.
Wang Yulan felt his penis penetrating deeper and deeper into her womb, knowing Zhang Dayuan was close to climax. Wanting to take this opportunity to please her husband, she arched her back and began to moan loudly, "Oh...Ah Yuan, you...you're so amazing, I...I'm...I can't take it anymore...ah..."
"You're so hard...ah...you're so deep...hum...I can't...take it anymore," Wang Yulan gasped, raising her chin, closing her eyes, opening her mouth, and turning her head slightly to let her husband see her infatuated, wanton appearance.
Hearing his wife's moans, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. He gripped her breast tightly with one hand and pressed down on her shoulder with the other, thrusting even faster. His sweat-soaked body made the slapping sounds of his thrusts very loud. After seventeen or eighteen vigorous thrusts, he pressed his body against Wang Yulan's buttocks, straightening his body and letting out a deep roar as his penis ejaculated wave after wave of semen into her uterus. After her husband finished, Wang Yulan, still panting, turned her head to try and smile at him, but Zhang Dayuan pulled his now-shrunken penis from her vagina, tore off her bra, wiped it, and threw it on the floor. Without even glancing at her, he went straight into the bathroom.
Wang Yulan's heart sank to the bottom, a dull ache lingering. For three years, it had always been like this. After his release, Zhang Dayuan never said anything kind; sometimes he would even curse with disgust. "He still can't forget that...he still resents me..."
Wang Yulan thought with heartache, "But it wasn't my fault..."
She felt a liquid slowly flowing from her vagina. She picked up her bra from the floor and held it to her vaginal opening, catching the flowing semen. The sticky, white, cloudy liquid stood out starkly against the black bra.
Wang Yulan remembered the noodles in the pot and quickly turned off the heat. The broth had boiled away, and the noodles were almost doughy. Exhausted, she picked up her pajamas and put them on, crumpling her bra and panties into balls and tossing them aside. She slowly walked to the living room and sat down.
Listening to the sound of her husband showering in the bathroom, she stared blankly out the window. Although it was late, the clouds in the sky were still clearly visible. Her melancholy thoughts drifted back to that night three years ago...
Three years ago, Zhang Dayuan was still working at a police station, before being transferred to the city bureau. The station was busy with many tasks and short-staffed, so everyone had to take turns on duty.
That day, it was Zhang Dayuan's turn to work the night shift. He slept until after 5 pm, quickly ate something, and rushed to the station. Zhang Dayuan's police station was located on the outskirts of the city, in a semi-rural area. It was mostly rural, but teeming with migrant workers, making it a hotspot for crime. During that period, besides theft, fights, and robbery, several rape cases were causing the station considerable headaches.
Judging from the methods and forms of the crimes, the perpetrator seemed to be the same person. However, this person was very cunning, and the police had failed to apprehend him in numerous operations. Recently, the police increased patrols, and he went into hiding and stopped committing crimes, causing the police to become somewhat discouraged and relaxed their efforts.
At 10 p.m., after putting the children to sleep, Wang Yulan packed a late-night snack in a thermos and went out to deliver it to her husband. Their home wasn't too far from the police station; it would take about ten minutes by back road, and while taking a bus would be faster, the main road would be a longer route, taking about the same amount of time. Wang Yulan wanted to deliver it early, estimating she could catch the last bus and return around 10:30 p.m.
When Wang Yulan arrived at the police station, she saw the light on in the duty room and went straight in. Zhang Dayuan was alone in the room, tuning the radio. "Why are you alone today?"
Wang Yulan asked, knowing that two people were assigned to each shift.
"Xiao Zhao just went out on patrol; he probably won't be back for a while,"
Zhang Dayuan said, opening his thermos and eating. Xiao Zhao's name was Zhao Kaiping; he was a college graduate majoring in computer science, and since his uncle was the deputy director of the bureau, the bureau valued him highly. He was assigned to this police station to gain experience at the grassroots level, in preparation for future promotion.
Wang Yulan picked up a case file on the table and started looking at it, while Zhang Dayuan ate with gusto.
"It tastes good,"
Zhang Dayuan said, looking up at his wife who was looking at the case file. "By the way, don't bring me food anymore. The security situation has been bad lately. Next time I come to work, just bring me a late-night snack too."
"Okay,"
Wang Yulan replied, feeling uneasy seeing the cases.
Zhang Dayuan finished eating quickly, and Wang Yulan went to collect the thermos and spoon, preparing to leave. It was the height of summer, and the weather was sweltering. Wang Yulan had rushed over, her body drenched in sweat. The police station was poorly equipped; there was no air conditioning, only a broken fan that offered no relief. Wang Yulan's white t-shirt was damp, clinging tightly to her body, and her black bra clearly outlined her full figure.
Seeing this, Zhang Dayuan suddenly became excited. He grabbed Wang Yulan, pulling her onto his lap with her back to him, and began caressing her entire body, kissing his wife's neck. "No…you're crazy, we're in the station…"
Wang Yulan struggled to break free.
"It's okay, there's no one around now."
Zhang Dayuan had already slipped his hand under Wang Yulan's skirt, kneading his wife's mons pubis.
"No, Xiao Zhao will be back…"
Wang Yulan was still worried.
"He just left; he'll be back for a while after his patrol. We just need to hurry."
Zhang Dayuan had already pulled down his wife's underwear.
Wang Yulan couldn't resist any longer. Zhang Dayuan had already pulled out his erect penis and was rubbing it against her vaginal opening. He gripped his wife's waist with both hands and pressed down. Wang Yulan let out a muffled groan as his penis slid into her soft flesh
. Zhang Dayuan sat in the chair and began to thrust, his hands reaching forward to knead his wife's breasts with each thrust. Wang Yulan braced her hands on the desk, tilting her head back and closing her eyes, letting out soft moans.
"Ah...ah...um...ouch..."
Zhang Dayuan, aroused, stood up, flipped his wife onto her back, and made her lie on the desk, lifting her two snow-white thighs and ramming into her hard.
"Ouch...ouch...oh...oh...hum..."
Wang Yulan was so stimulated by her husband's ferocity that she couldn't speak. Because she was worried that someone might suddenly barge in, she felt it was best not to delay too long. She gasped for breath and said to her husband, "Ah Yuan... oh... you're here... or not? I'm almost... I can't take it anymore... ouch... ouch... let's... let's hurry up..."
Hearing his wife's moans, and fearing that Xiao Zhao would see them when she returned, Zhang Dayuan said, "Okay, I'll hurry up, you wish."
He lifted Wang Yulan's legs onto his shoulders, pressed his entire upper body against her, and began to thrust faster. His hands, through her clothes, grasped her full breasts and kneaded them forcefully.
Wang Yulan felt her husband's thrusting speed increasing, the pleasure of his penis rubbing against her vaginal walls becoming more and more intense, her nerves almost out of control, and she unconsciously flailed her hands across the table. With a "bang," the ashtray was swept to the ground and shattered.
"Ah Yuan... hurry... give it to me... hurry..."
Wang Yulan gripped the edge of the table tightly, her body tense, her orgasm had arrived.
"Okay, here you go... here you go..."
Seeing his wife's dazed expression, Zhang Dayuan couldn't hold back any longer. After a few wild thrusts, he gripped Wang Yulan's shoulders tightly, pressing his lower body against hers, and his semen gushed out wildly. "Ah..."
The two of them reached their climax together...
"You bastard, you made me weak all over."
Wang Yulan said breathlessly, gently pushing away her husband who was still lying on top of her.
"Hehe, was it good?"
Zhang Dayuan straightened up, pulled out his now-soft penis, took a few tissues from the box to wipe himself, and gave a few to his wife.
"Get lost."
Wang Yulan scolded coquettishly, took the tissues and wiped the semen that was overflowing from her vagina, picked up her underwear from the ground and put it on.
"I have to go quickly, I don't know if I can catch the last bus, it's all your fault."
Wang Yulan finished tidying her clothes, combing her messy hair with her fingers while hurriedly cleaning up the dishes.
"It's alright, we should make it in time."
Zhang Dayuan was throwing the used toilet paper and the broken ashtray into the wastebasket. "You should hurry up and go."
Just then, loud footsteps and a cough came from outside the door. It was Xiao Zhao returning. As soon as he entered, he saw Wang Yulan about to leave, and his eyes lit up. "Oh, sister-in-law's here?"
"Ah, I was just about to leave. Xiao Zhao, come over and sit down sometime."
Wang Yulan quickly picked up her things, smiled at Xiao Zhao, and hurried out the door. As she passed by Xiao Zhao, he inhaled deeply the fragrance and scent of her sweat.
"This woman is really feminine,"
Xiao Zhao thought to himself. "Look at that figure, that charm, I can't imagine how amazing it would be to have her. She must have had a great time just now."
Actually, Xiao Zhao had already returned home. When he went outside, he suddenly heard some intimate sounds coming from inside. He quickly understood what was going on, slowed down, and leaned against the door to listen to the whole thing.
Xiao Zhao noticed that the things on the table were a bit messy, and there was a pile of toilet paper in the wastebasket. Looking at Zhang Dayuan's satisfied expression, he understood even better. Through his interactions with Zhang Dayuan over the past few months, he found him vulgar, uncultured, and arrogant. Therefore, he looked down on Zhang Dayuan from the bottom of his heart. However, Zhang Dayuan was indeed very experienced in catching criminals, something Xiao Zhao couldn't match.
"Hmph, look at that smug guy, what kind of good fortune did he have to marry such a slutty woman? If it were me..."
Xiao Zhao's mind raced, imagining the scene from earlier, and he felt a surge of lust. "If I get the chance, I'll definitely sleep with her!"
He pictured his penis going in and out of Wang Yulan's vagina, her moans and gasps beneath him...
Wang Yulan hurried towards the main road, praying that the last bus hadn't arrived yet. But when she reached the temporary bus stop, it was empty, not a soul in sight. She checked her watch, and waited another ten minutes, but no bus came.
What to do now? Taxis rarely came to this remote place, and it was already 11 o'clock. She had to think of something quickly .
A night breeze blew, and the sweat on her body hadn't dried yet; Wang Yulan felt a little chilly. "Oh no, I have to go, or I'll catch a cold."
Which way to go? Walking back along the main road would be brighter, but it would be a long detour, at least half an hour's walk. The shortcut would only take about ten minutes, but it involved crossing an alley without streetlights, which felt unsafe.
As she hesitated, she suddenly thought of her child at home. Was the child sleeping soundly? Had they kicked off the covers? Would they be scared if they woke up and couldn't see their mother? The thought filled her with panic. She glanced at the alley, then at the main road, and finally gritted her teeth, making up her mind. She strode towards the alley. The
rural-urban fringe was quiet and peaceful at night, with only the incessant chirping of insects accompanying the clear moonlight in the air. Wang Yulan had no heart to appreciate the summer night scenery; she hurried along the path, wanting to get home as quickly as possible.
The alley had no streetlights, was winding, and lined with dilapidated houses. Local farmers had built new houses when they had money, renting out their old ones at low prices to migrant workers.
Wang Yulan turned several corners and entered a narrow, cramped alley. The houses on both sides were very close together, and the moonlight shone in erratically, casting a pale blue glow on the stone pavement. Wang Yulan hesitated for a moment, then saw a light shining from a room ahead. Thinking that the road wasn't long and she would be out soon, she hurried in, her footsteps echoing in the quiet alley. Wang Yulan walked faster and faster, almost reaching the house with the light on. Just as she was about to leave the alley, she was excited and prepared to run. Suddenly, she heard a whoosh of wind behind her. Before she could react, a thick arm suddenly covered her mouth, followed by another arm around her waist from behind. A body pressed against her back, and she felt herself being lifted off the ground and dragged back.
Wang Yulan struggled in terror, and the thermos in her hand clattered to the ground. Her hands flailed wildly; she could only desperately try to pry open the hand covering her mouth, but the man was incredibly strong, and all her struggles seemed so weak and powerless… Hearing the noise outside, the only lit house suddenly went out, plunging the entire alley into boundless darkness…
The man dragged Wang Yulan back seven or eight meters, slammed open a door beside him, kicked it open, and then turned and pinned Wang Yulan to the ground.
Wang Yulan was terrified, feeling a soft, trembling sound beneath her, as if she were lying on straw. The man released his hand from her mouth, and just as she was about to scream, she felt something cold and sharp pressing against her neck.
“Don’t scream, or I’ll stab you to death!”
a hoarse male voice rang out viciously, its accent unreadable. “Screaming won’t do any good; no one can hear you here!”
Wang Yulan said tremblingly, “Please let me go. I have money in my pocket; take it all.”
A sliver of hope remained in her heart.
The man chuckled wickedly. "I want the money, of course, but first, let me relieve myself."
With that, his hands began to roughly grope Wang Yulan's body.
"No, please don't..."
Wang Yulan cried out, pushing the man away with both hands, but he continued his actions, and her efforts were ineffective. The faint moonlight filtering through the wooden window illuminated his figure, outlining the silhouette of a disheveled man with messy hair and a scraggly beard.
The man's hand slipped inside Wang Yulan's clothes, into her bra, and roughly kneaded her breasts. "Wow, so big, so fucking soft,"
he leered, pinching her nipples hard with two fingers. "The police are cracking down hard; I haven't touched a woman in ages."
Wang Yulan, who was desperately resisting, suddenly snapped out of her daze upon hearing his words and quickly said, "Let me go right now! My husband's a cop; he'll never let you get away with this!"
The man paused for a moment, then burst into maniacal laughter. "Haha, I'm fucking lucky. I hate cops the most, and you've delivered yourself to my doorstep today. Humph, I'll have my fill today, and taste the flavor of a cop's wife!"
He said, kneading her breasts harder.
Wang Yulan was both angry and anxious, turning her head back and forth on the straw, trying to avoid the man's unkempt, sour-smelling face, but the man still opened his mouth and captured her lips, licking them with his tongue. Wang Yulan could only make "mmm" sounds.
Wang Yulan struggled desperately, trying to shake the man off, but her efforts were futile and only intensified the friction between their bodies. The man felt the full, warm body beneath him rubbing against him, and his lust flared intensely.
He grabbed Wang Yulan's clothes, trying to pull them off her head, but she held on tightly.
Enraged, the man picked up a knife and plunged it into the hem of her clothes, tearing it open with a "shh." He then grabbed the two sides of the tear and ripped the t-shirt in two with a "whoosh."
Wang Yulan was stunned, clutching her chest tightly, staring in horror at the knife in the man's hand.
In the dim moonlight, the man saw Wang Yulan's fair, delicate skin, his heart pounding, and his lower body hardening even more. He grabbed Wang Yulan's wrists with one hand, pulling her arms up, and with the other hand, he plunged the knife between the two cups of her bra, snapping it in two. The man stuck the knife into a nearby pile of grass, then reached down and pulled the bra aside, revealing Wang Yulan's two snow-white , full breasts in the moonlight.
Without the bra's support, her white breasts spread wide, completely exposed, her red nipples erect and trembling helplessly. Sweat covered her breasts, which shimmered alluringly in the moonlight, rising and falling with her breath, awaiting cruel ravaging. "My God!"
Seeing this beautiful scene, the man's mind went blank, and he was momentarily stunned.
He thought, "It felt so good to the touch, but it feels even better to look at." He swallowed hard, reached out and grabbed her left breast, kneading it roughly.
Wang Yulan was horrified as her clothes were ripped open. The pain in her breast filled her with shame and hatred, and she involuntarily closed her eyes. Her snow-white body was exposed to a vulgar man, being played with by him—something she had never even imagined before, yet today it was truly happening to her.
The man suddenly released her hand, and the pain in her breast disappeared. Wang Yulan opened her eyes and saw the man pulling down his pants, reaching for that disgusting thing. Wang Yulan panicked, struggling to get up, but the man pushed her down.
Wang Yulan's skirt was lifted to her waist, and the man's hands tore at her panties; her last line of defense completely collapsed. The man pressed heavily against her, panting. Wang Yulan felt the hard glans searching for the entrance to her vagina in her thick pubic hair. Wang Yulan felt her last hope extinguished. In despair, she could only cry and plead, "No...don't do this...please, don't do this..."
Seeing the voluptuous woman beneath him begging for his life, the man felt an immense excitement. He wanted to ravage her, venting all the pent-up frustration from being chased by the police on her. His penis finally found that soft entrance. The man straightened up and pressed forward. Because he had just been with her husband, her genitals were still wet, and her labia majora and minora were engorged with blood. He didn't use much force, and amidst Wang Yulan's sobs, he entered her vagina.
"Ah..."
they both cried out simultaneously. Wang Yulan felt the man's thick glans force open her labia, entering her vagina along with a few pubic hairs. Wang Yulan cried out in relief. Before she could even recover, the man suddenly thrust all the way in. "Ouch..."
Wang Yulan screamed in pain.
The man coldly stared at Wang Yulan's furrowed brows and tightly closed eyes, saying, "Damn, you're so slutty. I haven't even done anything yet and you're already so wet, so sticky." He then arched his backside and thrust into her again. Little did he know that Wang Yulan's vagina was filled with the copious amount of semen her husband had left behind. Tears glistened in Yulan's eyes as she gasped for breath, moaning softly, her head turning to the side with each thrust.
Wang Yulan painfully endured the man's thrusts. The man's penis was thick and strong, like a bull's. Her vagina was stretched full by this devil, tightly gripping it, allowing him to enter and exit at will. As the penis ravaged her, Wang Yulan's already wet vagina became increasingly less resistant to thrusting, and a "sizzling" sound filled the air. Soon, their thighs were completely covered in a white, sticky mass of fluid. The man braced himself on the ground, thrusting his lower body with all his might, watching Wang Yulan sob in pain with each thrust, her large breasts bouncing up and down on her body, a picture of extreme beauty and wantonness. He couldn't resist pulling out his penis, lowering his head to take most of her left breast into his mouth, biting it with his teeth while rapidly licking her nipple with his tongue. This move was incredibly intense; Wang Yulan couldn't bear it, her whole body trembling, her hands cupping his head as she pushed him away.
The man was extremely excited, pouncing on Wang Yulan again, his penis slid back into her vagina after a brief pause, thrusting fiercely. The man's penis was hard and powerful, each thrust sending a shiver of pleasure through Wang Yulan's body. She closed her eyes in shame, resisting her body's response, her body convulsing incessantly. The man lifted her buttocks, his fingers digging deep into her soft flesh, his penis thrusting even harder.
Like a violent storm, lightning and thunder, her vagina grew increasingly wet and lubricated, Wang Yulan's vaginal walls opening completely. By this time, Wang Yulan had long since lost the ability to resist. Her limbs were limp, her whole body weak, and her breathing rapid. The man was thrusting into her lower body wildly, his soft yet elastic breasts being fiercely squeezed, causing them to bounce back and forth. The air in her chest had no time to stay; it was squeezed out as soon as it was inhaled. She couldn't help but open her mouth wide and exhale heavily. With each thrust, Yulan trembled, her red lips slightly parted, and she let out a moan. The man continued to thrust more than a hundred times in a row. Yulan was covered in fine sweat, her cheeks flushed. The man placed one of her legs on his shoulder, and the other leg could only be raised high, swaying back and forth with each thrust. "Ah, oh, ouch... umm..."
The man paused for a moment, then began to thrust in and out with great force, each time pulling his penis to the entrance of her vagina before thrusting it in again. His scrotum slapped against Yulan's buttocks with a loud "slap, slap." The moans grew louder and louder, the breathing heavier and heavier. "Ah..."
Each moan was accompanied by a long exhale, her face contorting with each contraction. The man felt the woman's vagina contracting in waves, each deep thrust feeling like a small mouth trying to engulf his glans. Streams of vaginal fluid flowed down her buttocks and onto the straw with each withdrawal, soaking
the area. The man thrust a few more times quickly, then lowered Yulan's legs and pulled out his penis.
"Get down on your knees,"
the man slapped Yulan's buttocks.
Yulan obediently knelt on the ground, her round buttocks and wet labia visible. The man spread Yulan's
kneeling legs apart, his hands gripping her waist, and with a "plop," 　　he thrust inside. 　　"
Ouch... Ahh ... Their flesh collided with a resounding "smack, smack." Yulan, panting and moaning, lay sprawled on all fours like a dog, her buttocks raised high. The man held her tightly from behind, thrusting into her buttocks with each smack. Her breasts appeared even fuller with the violent swaying of her body. Sweat dripped from his body onto Yulan's back, even her buttocks, glistening as if coated in sunscreen. It mingled with her sweat, dripping onto the ground. The man seemed to enjoy this position; his face was contorted with excitement, his breathing rapid. He slapped Yulan's white buttocks repeatedly with crisp smacks while relentlessly thrusting in and out. Her once-white buttocks turned bright red from the slaps, and now only low, animalistic moans escaped Yulan's lips. 　　It seemed they had reached the final hurdle. He increased his strength, and their bodies slowly moved forward on the floor with his powerful thrusts. Soon, her head was slammed against the wall below the window. She braced herself against the wall with her hands, her upper body losing support and falling completely to the ground. However, her full buttocks remained high, resisting the powerful impact; it was hard to imagine the flexibility of her body. Her vulva was penetrated by the thick penis, her delicate labia already turning blood red, rolling in and out with each thrust, and slippery fluid continuously seeped from the gap between their bodies. 　　The man's movements remained fast and powerful, as if he wanted to pierce through her body. Perhaps the movements were too intense, for the man suddenly felt a surge of intense pleasure rising in his lower body. He quickly put Wang Yulan down, pressed her tightly, and began his final thrusts. 　　The man's breathing became heavy and rapid, and the speed of his thrusts increased suddenly. Wang Yulan knew his climax was approaching. A strange sense of grief and humiliation welled up inside her. She didn't know what to do, so she turned her face away, letting the man thrust violently into her. Tears streamed down her face again. 　　Suddenly, the man pressed heavily on top of her, his body tense, and a low growl escaped his throat. Wang Yulan felt his penis deeply inside her uterus, pulsating and ejaculating hot, sticky fluid—the man had ejaculated into her body. "I've been raped! I've been penetrated and ejaculated by a thug!"

Wang Yulan thought painfully, and couldn't help but cry. Her mind went blank. Her face was flushed from the afterglow of her orgasm, her hair clinging messily to her forehead and neck, wet with tears and sweat. Her eyes were watery, clearly filled with tears and the arousal she felt only after reaching orgasm. Her body was covered in sweat, reflecting light like a white marble slab, except that even her pubic hair was wet and softly clung to her mons pubis. The two labia majora, which were originally closed, were wide open, red and swollen. Her vagina, which should have been closed, had a small, red opening because the man had just withdrawn his penis, and milky white semen was still seeping out. The semen flowed from her red and messy vulva down her thighs, down her buttocks, and onto the table. Her thighs remained open, as if unable to close.
The man lay on top of Wang Yulan, panting for a while, then stroked her breasts with satisfaction, laughing, "That was fucking good! How was it? You enjoyed it too?"
Wang Yulan just covered her face and sobbed sadly. "Alright, don't be so pained. You taste really good, you woman."
The man rested on Yulan's soft, boneless, naked body for a while, his hands roaming over her smooth, soft skin. He turned Wang Yulan's body over so she lay on her back on the ground, stroking her white breasts while kissing her cheeks, greedily tasting the young woman's rosy lips. Putting aside their identities, at this moment they looked more like a newlywed couple in love, as if a newlywed woman was receiving her husband's intimate caresses. His caresses grew increasingly rapid. Looking at the stunning beauty beneath him, her flushed face, her firm, erect breasts, and her dark red, throbbing nipples, and smelling the fragrant scent of her sweat-drenched body, his wicked lust reignited. Yulan, who had just emerged from the climax of forced intercourse, panting and blushing shyly, suddenly felt the dark penis that had been pressing against her vaginal opening, softening and shrunken in the slippery, moist love juice, begin to harden again.
Yulan blushed deeply, her body going limp. The man thrust his thick penis into her tight vagina once more, penetrating her deeply…
“Ah…ah…um…gently…ah…um…ah…”
The beautiful, mature, and charming young woman, Yulan, couldn’t help but moan softly and shyly. The beautiful, snow-white, soft, and naked female body writhed beneath him, thrusting and yielding to his entry and withdrawal… “Ah, ah, ah,” he roared, his thick penis pounding relentlessly against Yulan’s vulva. His intercourse had few techniques, only extreme intensity; each thrust plunged his glans deep into her clitoris. White, lustful fluid
was squeezed from her vagina with each “plop, plop…” of the thrusting, splattering white spots all over their pubic hair. Yulan could no longer resist the onslaught from below. The “plop… plop…”
of the thrusting was enough to make any respectable woman lose her reason and logic, completely immersed in the pleasure of lust. She could no longer endure nearly thirty minutes of intercourse.
He began to increase the intensity. The beautiful Yulan could no longer suppress the surging tide of desire; intense pleasure surged forth like a burst dam. She arched her back, irrationally responding to the man’s movements. "Ah..."
Suddenly, it felt like being struck by electricity. "It's coming,"
she thought in her chaotic mind. It was as if a tremendous force was pushing her towards the boundless sky again and again. "Ugh..."
She hugged his neck tightly, her white thighs squeezing together. "I can't take it anymore..."
His penis was about to explode, the glans thrusting wildly into the deepest part of his body like raindrops. "Ah..."
He let out a beastly howl, violently shaking his body as he thrust. He straightened up, and Yulan, panting, hugged him tightly. As he straightened up, she sat up, her legs still wrapped around his back, her long black hair swaying from side to side, her buttocks shaking violently. "Ah..."
Yulan screamed in orgasm, arching her back backward, her long hair flying back. He kissed her thrusting chest passionately, his glans trembling. His thick, long penis pressed tightly against the tender, dewy flower deep inside Yulan's vagina, against her soft, delicate cervix, and then ejaculated a stream of hot semen, shooting straight into the depths of Yulan's uterus. Yulan convulsed and trembled, climaxing in an intensely blissful orgasm… reaching the ultimate climax of sexual intercourse. Yulan gasped softly, drenched in fragrant sweat, her face flushed, her beautiful eyes closing shyly as she fainted…
The man got off Wang Yulan, groped for her purse, stuffed the money into his pocket, then opened the door and left.
When she opened her eyes, she was alone. Remembering their passionate lovemaking, Yulan couldn't help but cry. She sat up and squatted, letting the semen flow out of her vagina. She had an IUD inserted after giving birth, so she wouldn't get pregnant again—a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. Feeling the semen slowly flowing out, she felt nauseous, as if she wanted to vomit. The pale moonlight
shone through the wooden slatted window into the woodshed, making Wang Yulan's naked body appear incredibly alluring. Her eyes were vacant, her face streaked with tears, and her hair was disheveled, mixed with a few strands of straw.
After sitting there blankly for a long time, Wang Yulan managed to straighten her clothes and staggered towards her husband's police station… When she reached the station entrance, seeing the dim lights inside, she only managed to call out "A-Yuan" before collapsing to the ground, unable to support herself any longer…
Ever since the night Wang Yulan was raped, Zhang Dayuan had been searching for that damned criminal like a madman. Although he caught several, he couldn't confirm if they were the same guy.
Zhang Dayuan became depressed and ruthless, beating almost every criminal half to death. If it weren't for Xiao Zhao constantly watching over and stopping him, he might have been suspended from his post for abusing prisoners long ago.
A year later, Xiao Zhao was transferred from the police station back to the bureau. Because of her relevant qualifications and knowledge, coupled with the support of her uncle, who was the deputy director, Xiao Zhao quickly climbed the ranks in the small city's public security bureau to the position of assistant director of the calculator department. Although it wasn't a formal position, the head of the department was an elderly party member nearing retirement, unfamiliar with the work; the position was merely a favor. In reality, Xiao Zhao basically had the final say in all the department's work, and he became a favorite in the bureau.
A year later, Zhang Dayuan was transferred back to the bureau. Because no one was constantly watching over and dissuading him after Xiao Zhao left, he severely beat several criminals, was reported to the bureau, and received several disciplinary actions. If it weren't for Xiao Zhao's intervention, he would likely have been punished even more. Therefore, the bureau didn't dare let him stay at the grassroots level and transferred him back to a sinecure.
Zhang Dayuan was doing work he disliked, harboring resentment, and his relationship with the department was always strained.
One day after work, as Zhang Dayuan stepped out of the building, he saw Xiao Zhao preparing to go upstairs, so he called out, "Xiao Zhao, tomorrow's Saturday, come over for dinner, I have something to do."
Because of their time working together at the grassroots police station, Xiao Zhao was now his closest friend in the bureau. Besides, only he and Xiao Zhao knew about Wang Yulan's rape that day. Xiao Zhao kept her mouth shut, and the matter didn't spread. For someone like Zhang Dayuan who cared a lot about his reputation, this was truly fortunate, and therefore, he was somewhat grateful to Xiao Zhao.
"Brother Zhang, what's up?"
Xiao Zhao was delighted to hear that he was being invited to her home for dinner. "Great news! Your sister-in-law wants to introduce you to someone. Let's look at some photos first, and you can choose one."
"Really? Oh, thank you so much, sister-in-law. But I have to work overtime tomorrow morning, how about tomorrow night?"
"Sure, tomorrow night it is. You definitely have to come." "
I definitely will. See you later."
Xiao Zhao waved and watched Zhang Dayuan walk out of the office building.
Although Xiao Zhao and Zhang Dayuan had a decent relationship, Xiao Zhao didn't really like him. After they were transferred back to the municipal bureau, Zhang Dayuan invited him to his home for dinner a few times, and Xiao Zhao went each time, but actually, he was only there for Wang Yulan.
As Xiao Zhao climbed the stairs, he recalled the events of that night.
He and Zhang Dayuan rushed out after hearing the noise outside. At that time, Wang Yulan was groaning on the stone threshold of the front door. Her face was streaked with tears, her hair was disheveled with a few strands of straw, her clothes were torn into strips, and her bra was torn off and hanging on her shoulders, barely covering her full breasts. There were several red marks on her snow-white skin, as if she had been roughly squeezed and kneaded.
When he and Zhang Dayuan carried Wang Yulan into the house, his hand instinctively covered Wang Yulan's breasts. The slightly hard nipples pressed against his palm, and the warm, soft, and elastic feeling was something he could never forget.
A distraught Wang Yulan was placed on a chair. Her wrinkled skirt was accidentally lifted up, revealing her bare, plump thighs and buttocks, as well as a patch of dark pubic hair between her legs, with faint traces of white semen visible.
Seeing Wang Yulan in this state, Xiao Zhao felt his breathing quicken, his blood surge, and his lower body suddenly harden.
To hide his embarrassment, he quickly said to Zhang Dayuan, "Brother Zhang, I'll go call a car. You take your wife home."
Then he ran out the door. Behind him came Zhang Dayuan's loud roar, "What happened? Who is this?!"...
Xiao Zhao finally managed to get a taxi. After it pulled up in front of the police station, he got out and, together with Zhang Dayuan, helped Wang Yulan into the car. He said to Zhang Dayuan, "Brother Zhang, you take your wife home. I'll go look around and see if I can find anyone suspicious."
Zhang Dayuan gave him a grateful look, got into the car, and drove off.
Back in his office, Xiao Zhao's mind was still filled with the image of Wang Yulan after being raped, and he felt himself getting hard again.
The chair Wang Yulan had just sat on was right in front of him. Suddenly remembering something, Xiao Zhao picked up the lamp and carefully searched the chair.
The lamp illuminated the chair brightly, revealing every trace. Xiao Zhao suddenly became excited. Sure enough, he saw two curly hairs and a small wet patch. Those were Wang Yulan's pubic hairs, and the wet patch was remnants of semen. Xiao Zhao cursed the criminal: "Damn dog, he shot so much, and it's still flowing here."
Looking at the hairs and semen stains, Xiao Zhao imagined Wang Yulan being raped. He couldn't help but unzip his pants and quickly rub his hard, hot penis. Imagining the criminal comfortably ejaculating inside Wang Yulan, he couldn't hold back any longer. He suddenly released his grip, and a stream of white fluid spurted from his glans, hitting the back of the chair and then slowly flowing down. He felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure.
Xiao Zhao carefully picked up the two pubic hairs and hid them in the plastic bag used for storing evidence during the investigation.
Later, those two pubic hairs of Wang Yulan became his favorite when he masturbated, and he would get extremely excited every time he saw them. On Saturday, Xiao Zhao was busy all day. Under his organization, the local area network in the unit was being improved step by step, and this achievement would be a strong support for his future promotion.
Although Xiao Zhao was busy today, he kept thinking about dinner, or to put it bluntly, he was thinking about Wang Yulan. He was distracted several times. After work, he went back to his dormitory, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and hurriedly went to Zhang Dayuan's house.
Zhang Dayuan opened the door. Because of the hot weather, he was shirtless and wearing shorts. He saw Xiao Zhao and warmly invited him in.
The table was already full of sumptuous dishes, but Wang Yulan was nowhere to be seen. "Where are your wife and Jiajia?"
Xiao Zhao asked casually.
"Sister-in-law is in the kitchen, Jiajia went to Grandpa and Grandma's. Let's eat first."
As Zhang Dayuan spoke, Wang Yulan came out of the kitchen with a dish. Seeing Xiao Zhao, she was very welcoming. "Xiao Zhao's here? Quickly wash your hands and eat."
Wang Yulan took off her apron, and Xiao Zhao saw her attire clearly. Wang Yulan was wearing a black, tight-fitting t-shirt, which outlined the lines of her high, firm breasts in a way that was incredibly alluring. Her fair, rounded arms swayed in front of Xiao Zhao, making him unable to stop his fantasies.
Everyone ate happily at the table. Wang Yulan took out some photos for Xiao Zhao to choose from. Xiao Zhao saw that a few were indeed quite nice, so he put the photos away, saying he would take them home to look at them more closely. Wang Yulan kept pouring drinks for the two of them. Zhang Dayuan drank a lot, cursing some people and things in the bureau as he drank. Seeing him like this, Xiao Zhao said, "Brother Zhang, don't be depressed. If you want to change positions, I'll talk to my uncle and ask him to try to arrange something for you."
Hearing Xiao Zhao say this, Zhang Dayuan was very happy. "You're a good brother! Come on, drink!"
He filled Xiao Zhao's and his own glasses, clinked glasses with Xiao Zhao's, and gulped it down. Xiao Zhao declined, saying he didn't drink much.
Zhang Dayuan quickly got drunk, started burping and talking nonsense. Wang Yulan quickly helped him sit on the sofa.
At this moment, a clap of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the raindrops quickly began to fall, and they grew heavier and heavier, showing no sign of stopping. Xiao Zhao was overjoyed; finally, he had an excuse to stay a little longer.
Wang Yulan told Xiao Zhao to watch TV while she started tidying up. Zhang Dayuan fell asleep on the sofa without realizing it. Xiao Zhao then picked him up, carried him to the bedroom, put him down, closed the bedroom door, and went to the kitchen.
Wang Yulan was washing dishes in the kitchen. She knew Zhang Dayuan was drunk again and heard Xiao Zhao carrying him inside, but she didn't hear him quietly approach the kitchen door.
Xiao Zhao greedily stared at Wang Yulan's back; her full, mature figure radiated from every part of her body, her snow-white, rounded thighs exposed beneath her shorts, gleaming with a captivating white light.
Xiao Zhao forced himself to pounce on her and gently walked behind her, saying, "Sister-in-law, let me help you."
The sudden voice behind her startled Wang Yulan. Turning around, she saw Xiao Zhao and smiled, saying, "No need, go watch TV."
"Watching TV is not as good as watching you," Xiao Zhao
whispered, moving closer to Wang Yulan. Wang Yulan's heart skipped a beat. She watched in surprise as Xiao Zhao approached step by step. Before she could react, Xiao Zhao had already pulled her into a hug and kissed her half-open lips.
When Xiao Zhao's tongue entered her mouth and began to suckle, Wang Yulan finally reacted. She struggled to break free from Xiao Zhao's tight embrace, her mouth emitting
muffled "mmm..." sounds.
Xiao Zhao held the full body he had long dreamed of tightly, kneading it vigorously. The warm, elastic flesh made him forget everything around him. His mouth held Wang Yulan's soft, moist lips, his tongue licking her smooth, hard teeth and her hot, throbbing tongue, sucking her saliva, finding it incredibly sweet.
Wang Yulan finally broke free from Xiao Zhao's embrace, taking a step back, panting, staring blankly at him. "Xiao Zhao, what are you doing!"
Xiao Zhao said excitedly, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself, I like you so much."
"But, but you can't do this..."
Wang Yulan lowered her voice, afraid of waking Zhang Dayuan.
"Sister-in-law, I beg you, please let me kiss you. Just one kiss, that's all."
Seeing that she didn't dare to raise her voice, Xiao Zhao felt his chance had come and pleaded desperately.
Wang Yulan hesitated. She knew Zhang Dayuan's current position in the bureau and that Xiao Zhao was a rising star who could help Zhang Dayuan, so she absolutely couldn't offend him. However, his request was clearly excessive, and she couldn't agree to it. What should she do?
Xiao Zhao noticed Wang Yulan's hesitation and was secretly pleased, so he intensified his pleading. Wang Yulan gritted her teeth, thinking that it was just a kiss, it wouldn't matter much, so she steeled herself and said to Xiao Zhao, "Okay, I promise you, but only this once."
Xiao Zhao was overjoyed and readily agreed, about to pounce on Wang Yulan and hug her. Wang Yulan stopped him, saying, "Not here."
Then she glanced at the bedroom door and quietly went into the bathroom. Xiao Zhao also glanced into the bedroom and tiptoed in after her.
As soon as Wang Yulan entered the bathroom, she stood shyly with her head down facing the sink, her heart pounding wildly.
Xiao Zhao followed her in, gently locking the door behind him. He saw Wang Yulan with her back to him, arms crossed, her body trembling slightly. He was mesmerized. He saw himself and Wang Yulan in the mirror by the sink, and tormented by desire, he felt like a devil.
Xiao Zhao went over and hugged Wang Yulan from behind. The moment his hand touched her, he felt her body tremble, as if she shivered. Touching her soft, warm body, Xiao Zhao's desire immediately surged.
He turned Wang Yulan around; she still shyly lowered her head. Xiao Zhao reached out and pinched her chin, lifting her face. Wang Yulan glanced at him, then quickly lowered her eyes again. Seeing Wang Yulan's shy beauty, Xiao Zhao felt a surge of intoxication and pressed his head against her slightly parted lips, capturing them in his mouth.
Xiao Zhao felt a special softness and warmth on his lips, and his tongue involuntarily wanted to explore Wang Yulan's mouth. Wang Yulan's teeth were not fully open, and this coy resistance only fueled his desire. His tongue pushed even harder, while his hands tightly embraced Wang Yulan's body, caressing her up and down. Wang Yulan could no longer resist and finally opened her teeth, accepting his insatiable tongue. As soon as her jaw opened, Xiao Zhao's tongue, like a venomous snake, darted in, swirling and churning, chasing after her tongue. As he sucked and licked her, Wang Yulan felt as if she were about to be swallowed up, a strange excitement welling up from the bottom of her heart.
The two embraced tightly, caressing each other, their desires burning fiercely. Xiao Zhao's hands roamed over Wang Yulan's voluptuous body, kneading and rubbing vigorously, having long forgotten his promise to only kiss her once.
After kissing for a while, Xiao Zhao couldn't resist any longer. He placed his hand on Wang Yulan's waist, groped for the hem of her blouse, and slipped it inside to caress her. Wang Yulan's smooth, warm skin was soft and elastic. Xiao Zhao gradually moved his caresses upwards until he touched her bra. Wang Yulan let out a soft moan, pushing him away with her hands on Xiao Zhao's wrists, mumbling, "Don't...you said it was just...just a kiss..." But her resistance was weak. Without hesitation, Xiao Zhao slipped his hands inside her bra and vigorously squeezed and kneaded her breasts.
Touching the breasts he had longed for, the warmth and softness in his hands made Xiao Zhao's heart pound in his chest.
"My God, so full, so smooth,"
Xiao Zhao couldn't help but exclaim sincerely. As he vigorously kneaded and stimulated Wang Yulan's nipples with his fingers, he watched her expression intently. Wang Yulan's eyes were half-closed in a daze as Xiao Zhao kneaded her, a flush of excitement rising on her face. As her nipples were roughly pinched, unconscious moans escaped her nose.
Seeing Wang Yulan's wanton appearance, Xiao Zhao felt himself being consumed by lust. He abruptly flipped Wang Yulan over, making her face face down on the sink, one hand groping her buttocks, roughly pulling down her shorts while simultaneously unzipping his own pants and pulling out his already hard penis. Wang Yulan lay there obediently, her full buttocks exposed to the man behind her, letting out soft moans.
Wang Yulan's shorts and underwear were pulled down, revealing her snow-white buttocks, the thick pubic hair between her legs faintly visible, her plump labia peeking out from beneath the hair. Seeing the voluptuous woman presenting her naked body to him for his pleasure, Xiao Zhao's mind went blank. He gripped his penis and thrust it into Wang Yulan's vagina.
Perhaps he was too impatient, because Xiao Zhao couldn't find the entrance after several attempts. In desperation, he grabbed Wang Yulan's buttocks and spread them apart, trying to open her vagina as wide as possible. His rough movements caused Wang Yulan to cry out in pain.
Xiao Zhao didn't care about that; he finally found the entrance, his glans, mixed with a few of her pubic hairs, inserted.
"Ah...it's in..."
Wang Yulan groaned as she was suddenly penetrated.
"So tight, so warm...sister-in-law, you're so good."
Xiao Zhao pressed her buttocks and thrust violently.
"Oh...be gentle...you're so hard..."
Wang Yulan groaned weakly.
While thrusting, Xiao Zhao lifted Wang Yulan's upper body, pulled her black tight-fitting t-shirt over her head, and threw it aside. In the mirror, Wang Yulan's full, snow-white breasts rose and fell with his thrusts under her maroon bra, making Xiao Zhao's mouth water.
He eagerly pulled at Wang Yulan's bra, finally unhooking it, revealing a pair of exquisitely beautiful breasts.
Two round, full mounds of white flesh appeared even higher due to the forward-leaning posture, and two dark red nipples, like peanuts, stood erect excitedly, trembling shyly exposed before the man's eyes, swaying back and forth with each thrust.
Unable to resist such temptation, Xiao Zhao's hands reached under Wang Yulan's armpits and roughly kneaded her breasts, while his penis relentlessly thrust into her vagina.
Wang Yulan, naked and voluptuous, lay on the platform being vigorously ravaged by the young man behind her. Seeing herself in the mirror, she lowered her head in embarrassment. Seeing her alluring, shy demeanor, Xiao Zhao felt even more aroused and intoxicated, his thrusts becoming even faster, causing Wang Yulan to moan.
"Ah...it's...too deep...oh..."
"Want more...hmm?"
Xiao Zhao thrust again with renewed force.
"Yes...I want..."
Wang Yulan was so stimulated she could barely speak.
Xiao Zhao pulled out his penis, turned Wang Yulan's body so she was facing him, and made her half-reclined against the sink, one leg propped up on the faucet, the other dangling off the sink. He grabbed his penis and thrust it back in.
"Mmm..."
Wang Yulan groaned, frowning, and gripped the towel rack on the wall with both hands. Xiao Zhao held her waist with one hand and stroked her smooth thigh with the other, panting as he thrust in and out. Wang Yulan had already released a lot of vaginal fluid, making her vagina slippery and sticky, making a sizzling sound with Xiao Zhao's penis going in and out, which excited him greatly. "Sister-in-law...you're so wet...can you hear me?...I'm making you feel..."
Xiao Zhao said shamelessly, stimulating Wang Yulan. "Stop talking...you're so annoying...ah..."
Wang Yulan's shyness made Xiao Zhao's blood boil, and he thrust even more vigorously. Her breasts swayed up and down with his movements, and he was mesmerized, reaching out to grab and knead one while the other continued to bounce.
After a while, Xiao Zhao felt a tingling sensation in his tailbone, knowing he was about to reach his limit, so he sped up and began to move more vigorously. Seeing this, Wang Yulan knew he was close to climaxing, so she hooked her legs around Xiao Zhao's waist, clamped his penis between her legs, and began to twist in coordination.
With her grip tightening, Xiao Zhao's penis could no longer move in or out, remaining deeply inserted into Wang Yulan's vagina, rubbing against her labia and clitoris. His glans churned within her uterus, the intense pleasure causing him to lose control. He abruptly grabbed Wang Yulan's shoulders.
"Sister-in-law... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum..."
"Come on... cum... cum inside me..."
"Ah..."
Xiao Zhao gritted his teeth, letting out a muffled roar as his throbbing penis ejaculated hot semen into Wang Yulan's body.
He watched Wang Yulan's expression as she received his ejaculation. Wang Yulan frowned, her eyes closed, her mouth half-open, letting out a moan with each spurt. Seeing her beautiful expression as she accepted his semen, Xiao Zhao excitedly ejaculated ten more times before stopping, collapsing weakly onto Wang Yulan's body, panting heavily, his hands still restlessly kneading her breasts.
After regulating her breathing, Wang Yulan opened her eyes and nudged Xiao Zhao on top of her. "Had enough? Aren't you getting up?"
Xiao Zhao reluctantly lifted himself up, pulling his now-soft penis out of Wang Yulan's vagina, while his fingers greedily kneaded her nipples. "Sister-in-law, you're amazing, I almost died of pleasure."
Her breasts, still trembling and slightly red from the passion, lingered. Wang Yulan got up, wiped away the white fluid flowing from her vagina with toilet paper, and began to put on her clothes, one piece at a time. Xiao Zhao zipped up his pants, watching her alluring way as she dressed, and almost got hard again.
Wang Yulan combed her hair in front of the mirror, while Xiao Zhao watched silently from behind. Suddenly, neither of them spoke; they had both done things they shouldn't have.
Xiao Zhao left the bathroom, sat in the living room, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently. Wang Yulan finished dressing and came out, sitting down opposite him. Zhang Dayuan's snoring could be clearly heard from the bedroom.
"Sister-in-law... I'm sorry..."
Xiao Zhao stammered after a long silence.
"It's nothing..."
Wang Yulan quickly replied.
"Then... I'm leaving."
Xiao Zhao stubbed out his cigarette and stood up.
"Okay, take care."
Wang Yulan also stood up and saw him to the door.
The rain had stopped. The street was wet, the road reflecting the streetlights, and a car drove by, its lights flickering and breaking. Xiao Zhao looked up at the building he had just walked out of; Wang Yulan's room was still lit.
"Why?"
he asked himself, "Why did I suddenly become a devil?"
Wang Yulan sat blankly in the living room, recalling the dreamlike scene just now, her heart filled with mixed feelings...
(II) Zhang Dayuan was finding it increasingly difficult to stay in the bureau. Seeing everyone around him being promoted one by one while he remained stagnant, this situation made him increasingly irritable and violent. This negative emotion carried over to his work, affecting his performance and making his superiors dislike him even more, creating a vicious cycle for Zhang Dayuan. At home, his bad temper worsened, and he frequently beat and verbally abused Wang Yulan without provocation, injuring her several times. With the help of the neighborhood committee and the Women's Federation, the two finally divorced, and custody of the child was awarded to Wang Yulan. Wang Yulan moved out with the child to rent a new place, and Zhang Dayuan provided a few hundred yuan in alimony each month, visiting the child once every two weeks. They lived peacefully like this for six months.
After the divorce, with the help of the Women's Federation, Wang Yulan returned to her former job at Xinhua Bookstore as a warehouse manager. Although the salary was low, the work was relatively easy and the hours were regular.
Having been a stay-at-home mom for so long, Wang Yulan found it difficult to adjust to working again, often making mistakes. Fortunately, the bookstore manager, Gao Shan, was understanding and didn't criticize her harshly. Soon, Wang Yulan gradually became familiar with her work and gained more confidence.
After returning to work for a few months, Wang Yulan seemed to have rediscovered her value. She was no longer the socially disconnected housewife who relied on her husband's salary. Self-reliance had made her radiant and glowing, exuding a mature charm that made her even more captivating than before.
Today was Saturday, and Zhang Dayuan, as usual, came to Wang Yulan's place to visit his daughter.
After ringing the doorbell, Wang Yulan saw it was him and said through the iron gate, "Our daughter's school is having a big cleaning today, she won't be back until noon. Come pick her up this afternoon."
She was about to close the door. Although Wang Yulan was much calmer after the divorce, she still didn't want to face the man who had caused her so much pain alone.
"Yulan, open the door and let me in. Don't do this, look how hot it is, it's not easy for me to come all this way,"
Zhang Dayuan pleaded.
Wang Yulan hesitated for a moment, thinking that everything was in the past, and he was also her daughter's father, so there was no need to be so awkward. She opened the door and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
After entering, Zhang Dayuan casually closed the door, then sat down on the sofa in the living room, took out a cigarette, lit it, and looked around the room. Although he often visited his daughter, Wang Yulan always saw her off at the door and handed her over to him, never letting him in, clearly still harboring resentment towards him.
It was a rather old building, the layout of the rooms was poor, the living room was small, and the two bedrooms weren't very large either. The furnishings were simple: an old sofa, a wooden coffee table, and opposite it, a small color TV placed on a broken storage box. Despite the old and simple furniture, it was very clean. Thinking that although he lived in relatively comfortable conditions, his place was so dirty and messy that it was impossible to even step inside, Zhang Dayuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Wang Yulan came out of the kitchen, placed a cup of tea in front of Zhang Dayuan, and without saying anything, went straight to the inner room to tidy up the clothes drying on the balcony.
Zhang Dayuan looked up and could see Wang Yulan tidying up the clothes on the balcony. Wang Yulan was wearing a white nightgown. Sunlight streamed through her, making the nightgown appear thin and transparent. When she raised an arm, the outline of her breasts was revealed, vaguely round and full.
Zhang Dayuan stared at her, and suddenly his lower body hardened. Since the divorce, his physical needs hadn't been properly addressed. Although he often went to brothels, the experience was always rushed and unsatisfying, like buying meat at the market—utterly tasteless.
Now, this woman, once his wife, stood before him in her nightgown, her full, mature body exuding an alluring fragrance. Zhang Dayuan recalled the times he had used her body in various positions, entering and exiting it. Back then, he legally used her body, doing whatever he pleased, whenever and however he wanted.
He reminisced about several memorable sexual encounters: once, when his libido was high, he pushed Wang Yulan down onto the coffee table in the living room and fucked her hard as soon as he got home from work; Wang Yulan's cries and moans excited him immensely. Another time, he was on night shift when he suddenly became sexually aroused in the middle of the night, so he risked sneaking home, waking Wang Yulan up and forcibly taking pleasure in her. Wang Yulan had no choice but to force herself to stay awake and let him release her pent-up desires until she was exhausted and fell asleep again. Yet another time, when Wang Yulan's older sister came to visit, Wang Yulan was in her room getting ready to change clothes to go shopping with her sister when he saw her voluptuous body wearing only a bra. He suddenly became erect, pulled Wang Yulan down, and penetrated her. Wang Yulan gritted her teeth and endured his thrusts without making a sound, and he quickly ejaculated. Although it was short, it was the most exciting time...
Zhang Dayuan's penis was hard and he thought resentfully that his life was now in disarray, all of which was Wang Yulan's fault, and he should be compensated.
Just then, Wang Yulan entered the room carrying a pile of dried clothes. She placed the clothes on the bed and began tidying them with her back to the door. As she bent over, her full, round buttocks protruded, revealing the outline of her white panties. Zhang Dayuan stared intently, his throat dry. He swallowed hard, stood up, and walked to the door.
Hearing the sound, Wang Yulan turned around. Zhang Dayuan said, "Let me help you,"
as he approached her.
Wang Yulan was about to refuse when Zhang Dayuan suddenly grabbed her breasts from behind and forcefully pushed her down onto the bed. She cried out in terror, "Let go! What are you doing!" She
twisted and tried to get up.
Zhang Dayuan's heavy body pressed down on her, his hands frantically kneading her full, soft breasts. Wang Yulan couldn't move; the rough kneading of her breasts sent a tingling sensation through her, almost draining her strength. Zhang Dayuan remained silent, continuing to vigorously ravage her breasts.
Wang Yulan hadn't had sex since her divorce. Now, unable to move any other part of her body, only her breasts were being helplessly fondled. The stimulation was too intense, making her increasingly weak, and her cries of protest were futile.
Just as Wang Yulan's body went limp, the weight on her suddenly disappeared, and the claws on her breasts withdrew from between the bed and her breasts. Wang Yulan finally managed to free herself and tried to turn over, but Zhang Dayuan pressed down on her again, one hand holding her back while the other pulled down her pajama bottoms.
Wang Yulan struggled desperately, but Zhang Dayuan was strong, and her efforts were in vain. Her pajama bottoms were elasticated and easily tore off. Zhang Dayuan, panting heavily, forcefully pulled off her underwear, exposing her trembling white buttocks.
Unable to unbutton Wang Yulan's pajamas because the buttons were on the front, Zhang Dayuan lifted the hem of the pajamas up to her neck, revealing her fair back covered by a black bra. He then violently ripped open the bra clasp and pulled the straps apart. All of this was done with fierce and rough movements. Wang Yulan was stripped half-naked and lay face down on the bed like a little white lamb, the air instantly filled with an atmosphere of debauchery.
Zhang Dayuan stood up, unzipped his pants, took out his hard penis, and pounced on Wang Yulan, searching for the entrance with his penis.
Because Wang Yulan was lying face down with her two snow-white thighs together, Zhang Dayuan struggled anxiously for a while but couldn't get in smoothly. He angrily grabbed Wang Yulan's waist and pulled her to her knees. The kneeling position made Wang Yulan's hairy, plump vulva protrude and exposed to the air, with nothing to cover it. Zhang Dayuan easily found the entrance with his penis, and with a thrust of his hips, he inserted it into that soft spot.
"Ah..." Wang Yulan cried out in surprise at the sudden fullness of the penetration, her soft vaginal flesh tightly enveloping the invader. Wang Yulan's vagina wasn't fully lubricated, and Zhang Dayuan felt a slight dryness as soon as he entered. The foreskin was pulled back by the vaginal walls, causing some pain and making penetration difficult. After taking Wang Yulan, Zhang Dayuan pressed against her buttocks, then took off his pullover, revealing his strong muscles. In his haste to penetrate, he had only unzipped his pants, not even taking them off. Now, Zhang Dayuan leisurely unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down to his thighs. Removing the extra weight, Zhang Dayuan withdrew his penis slightly, then pushed it back in, beginning to slowly thrust in and out.
Wang Yulan was filled with shame and resentment, but her physical desires couldn't be concealed. When Zhang Dayuan began to thrust, she was already unable to control herself, letting out soft moans. With each thrust, her vagina quickly became wet.
Seeing that Wang Yulan was sufficiently wet, Zhang Dayuan withdrew from her body, quickly pulled down his pants, and then knelt behind her, thrusting deeply into her. He then pulled Wang Yulan's nightgown over her head, stripped off her bra, and began to roughly fondle his naked ex-wife.
More than half a year later, Wang Yulan's body seemed even more mature and alluring; her fair, smooth skin trembled under his thrusts. Zhang Dayuan gritted his teeth as he continued his vigorous thrusting, whispering in her ear, "You're so fucking tight...so sexy...didn't you say I...didn't fulfill...my duties as a husband?...I'll fulfill them today..."
Wang Yulan retorted bitterly, "You bastard...you used to beat and scold me...and now you're...raping me...you deserve to die!"
Zhang Dayuan stopped talking and thrust even harder into Wang Yulan, his abdominal muscles slapping against her plump, white buttocks with loud slapping sounds. Wang Yulan screamed under his fierce onslaught, unable to move, only able to let him do as he pleased.
Zhang Dayuan thrust violently and rapidly for several minutes. A tingling sensation ran through his glans; he knew he was about to lose control. He immediately grabbed Wang Yulan's waist, pulling her closer for a final thrust.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
After about ten thrusts, Zhang Dayuan couldn't control himself and ejaculated, continuing to thrust as he did so. His hot semen
flooded Wang Yulan's uterus. Wang Yulan's eyes were tightly closed, her mouth wide open, her voluptuous body trembling. She too had reached orgasm in that instant… Two muscular men, drenched in sweat, lay panting on the bed. Zhang Dayuan pressed down on Wang Yulan, his penis still inside her vagina. Wang Yulan struggled a few times but couldn't break free, so she let him be. Zhang Dayuan, still wanting more, caressed and kissed her entire body until his penis slowly slid out of her wet cavity. Wang Yulan felt the semen begin to overflow and quickly rolled over to free herself from Zhang Dayuan, grabbing a pillowcase to cover her vaginal opening.
Wang Yulan silently went about her business. Zhang Dayuan initially tried to say something, but couldn't utter a word, creating an awkward atmosphere.
After catching the spilled semen, Wang Yulan stared blankly at the disheveled clothes on the bed. What had just happened felt like a dream. The penis that had violated her had entered and ejaculated inside her countless times before, and had even conceived her a daughter. But back then, they were husband and wife, legally married. Now, however, they were no longer husband and wife, and its forced intrusion was a crime…
Just as Wang Yulan was lost in thought, the doorbell rang, startling them both awake.
"Oh dear, our daughter's back… hurry…"
Wang Yulan hurriedly put on her pajamas, while Zhang Dayuan frantically dressed as well…
Wang Yulan's work at the bookstore went smoothly. Returning to work, she cherished her position. Although the warehouse work wasn't demanding, she completed it diligently and meticulously, even offering suggestions for improving efficiency based on her observations. For this, the bookstore manager, Gao Shan, praised her several times in meetings.
With her boss's approval, Wang Yulan gained even more confidence.
Manager Gao Shan, about the same age as Wang Yulan, was a steady and experienced man who had risen through the ranks from shop assistant to manager over a decade of hard work. Under his leadership, the bookstore's performance steadily improved, making it the largest bookstore in the city.
Gao Shan originally had a happy family; his wife was virtuous, and his son excelled academically. However, several years ago, his wife tragically died in a car accident, plunging the family into despair. Gao Shan, a strong man, worked tirelessly for a year to gradually recover.
Wang Yulan initially struggled to adapt to the bookstore, but Gao Shan enthusiastically guided her, and their relationship grew closer through work. Although they had mutual feelings, they kept them to themselves.
Recently, a friend's son and daughter-in-law came to the city for a visit and stayed at Gao Shan's house. That evening, Gao Shan returned home from work and, upon opening the door, suddenly heard unusual noises coming from the guest room.
He thought the young couple hadn't gone out that day and were resting at home. He didn't mind and prepared to go into his room to change. However, the sound from the guest room suddenly rose, "Ah... Ouch...", as if a woman was crying out.
Gao Shan, being an experienced man, immediately understood and smiled inwardly. He thought it was still early and there was no need to disturb them, so he prepared to put his things down and leave. As he quietly walked to the living room to put down his briefcase, he suddenly noticed that the guest room door wasn't closed properly, and he could hear a woman's moans and the sounds of bodies slapping against each other coming from inside. Gao Shan hadn't heard such sounds in a long time, and now, hearing them so clearly, his blood rushed to his head. He instinctively tiptoed to the guest room door and peeked through the crack. Inside, a couple stood sideways to the door, naked and pressed together. The woman was kneeling on the bed, her hands gripping the bed rails, her hair disheveled, moaning. The man knelt behind her, pulling her waist and thrusting into her repeatedly. The woman's body was voluptuous, her white flesh trembling with each movement. Seeing this lewd scene, Gao Shan swallowed hard, his penis hard as iron. The couple in the room were so engrossed in their lovemaking that they didn't even notice Gao Shan's presence. Gao Shan snapped out of his daze and felt embarrassed. He quietly retreated to the front door, turned around, closed the door, and went out.
Once on the street, the wind made him realize his face was burning. The scene from earlier kept replaying in his mind, refusing to leave. His son had gone to his grandfather's house today, it wasn't too late, and he wasn't hungry yet. Where should he go alone? He thought for a moment and decided to go back to the bookstore for a while.
The bookstore was still open, so he went directly upstairs to his office through the back door. The managers there had all gone home, so it should be quiet. As he reached his office door, about to take out his keys, he suddenly noticed a faint light coming from the warehouse. Was someone still there? He wondered, and went over to check.
The warehouse office wasn't large, located at the back of a row of rooms, in a quiet corner. He went to the door and saw Wang Yulan still intently reviewing reports under the light.
He knocked gently on the door. Wang Yulan looked up and saw him, then quickly stood up. "Manager Gao, you haven't left yet?"
Gao Shan smiled and walked in, sitting opposite her. He asked, "Why aren't you leaving after work?"
"Nothing, I'm just organizing these reports."
Wang Yulan brought Gao Shan a glass of water.
"Don't work so hard. I'd feel bad if I didn't pay you overtime."
Gao Shan joked.
"No, I'm happy to do it."
Wang Yulan smiled and bent down to hand Gao Shan the water.
It was hot, and Wang Yulan was wearing a thin uniform with nothing underneath except a bra.
As she bent down, Gao Shan caught a glimpse through her loose collar. Her two snow-white breasts drooped, squeezed together by the bra to form a deep cleavage, making them appear very full. The bra was blue, a striking contrast to her fair skin. Gao Shan's eyes were glued to her, and he stood there, stunned.
Wang Yulan suddenly noticed something was off about Gao Shan's gaze. Following his eyes, she realized her chest was exposed, and blushed instantly. She quickly stood up, but accidentally spilled water on Gao Shan.
Wang Yulan frantically patted the water off him, apologizing repeatedly.
Gao Shan quickly stood up, saying, "It's alright, it'll dry in a bit."
He was embarrassed by his earlier lapse and hurriedly told Wang Yulan, "Go home after work, I'm leaving now."
He then fled as if escaping. Wang Yulan stared blankly at Gao Shan's retreating figure, a strange feeling rising in her heart. For the next few weeks, although Gao Shan still greeted Wang Yulan as usual and discussed work, Wang Yulan felt as if he was intentionally avoiding her. Aside from necessary work-related contact, he would quickly walk away whenever he saw her, which made her uneasy. She felt it was necessary to have a serious talk with Gao Shan.
It was a Saturday afternoon, the sun shining brightly. Wang Yulan walked to the building where Gao Shan lived and looked up at the room on the 10th floor—Gao Shan's home. She knew it was Gao Shan's house, but had never been there before.
At that moment, Wang Yulan's heart began to pound for some reason. She composed herself and pressed the intercom doorbell.
Gao Shan was off today; his son was on a school trip, and he was comfortably listening to music on the sofa, wearing only shorts. The doorbell rang, and he recognized Wang Yulan. He panicked. There were only two men in the house, and it was usually a mess, leaving a terrible impression. He quickly grabbed a t-shirt, hastily piled up the books and magazines, and carelessly tossed several pairs of dirty socks into the washing machine. Just as he finished his frantic tidying, Wang Yulan emerged from the elevator and rang the doorbell. Gao Shan opened the door, and his eyes lit up.
Today, Wang Yulan had her medium-length hair styled in a bun, wore light makeup, and a white sleeveless dress with a black handbag slung across her shoulder. Her flesh-colored stockings and black high heels accentuated her full legs.
Gao Shan happily ushered Wang Yulan into the living room, gesturing for her to sit down before rushing to the kitchen to get her a drink. Wang Yulan glanced around Gao Shan's living room, finding it rather messy, thinking, "It's different when a woman isn't in the house.
" Gao Shan brought over an iced drink: "It's hot, have something cold."
Wang Yulan thanked him and took the glass, her rounded, fair arms quite striking. Gao Shan noticed the emerald bracelet on her wrist, which looked incredibly sexy at that moment. As Wang Yulan raised her glass to drink, Gao Shan secretly glanced at her chest; her white dress bulged, as if about to burst, and he could vaguely see her black bra underneath. Remembering what he'd seen of half of her breast that day, Gao Shan couldn't help but get an erection.
Gao Shan quickly shifted his focus and calmed down, beginning to chat amiably with Wang Yulan. Wang Yulan hadn't actually come to discuss any real issues; she simply wanted to restore their previously good relationship. So, they chatted casually about the bookstore, their children's studies, and various aspects of life and social news, creating a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
Before they knew it, evening had arrived. Wang Yulan checked the time and got up to leave. Gao Shan, reluctant to leave such a pleasant atmosphere, suggested that Wang Yulan stay for dinner. Wang Yulan's daughter had gone to her grandparents' house that day, and she was alone. After some consideration, she agreed.
Wang Yulan and Gao Shan busied themselves in the kitchen. Gao Shan hadn't experienced such a warm and cozy scene in a long time. He helped out while watching Wang Yulan skillfully handle the pots and pans at the stove, transforming colorful and nutritious dishes into beautifully presented meals as if by magic. Gao Shan felt a surge of happiness.
Once the dishes were on the table, Gao Shan opened a bottle of wine. Wang Yulan claimed she couldn't drink, but Gao Shan persuaded her to only have a little. After a few refusals, she finally agreed. Gao Shan hadn't had such good home-cooked food in a long time, and he wolfed it down, praising it endlessly. He quickly became a little drunk. Wang Yulan also unknowingly drank too much; her face flushed, and her head began to spin.
After finishing the meal, Wang Yulan prepared to clear the dishes, but as soon as she stood up, the alcohol hit her hard, and she felt dizzy and unsteady. Gao Shan quickly got up to support her, saying, "I'll clean up, I'll clean up. You rest for a bit."
Supporting the unsteady Wang Yulan, Gao Shan saw her flushed face, her slightly parted, sexy red lips breathing softly, and held her smooth arm in his hand. His heart fluttered.
Just as he helped Wang Yulan take a few steps, all the lights in the house suddenly went out. There was some noise outside; it turned out that not only his house, but the lights in the entire neighborhood were out, probably due to a transformer malfunction.
Suddenly, the whole room was plunged into darkness. Gao Shan felt Wang Yulan's weight shift slightly towards him and smelled a woman's fragrance. His heart pounded wildly, and his long-dormant desires were suddenly ignited. He couldn't care less about anything else.
Gao Shan involuntarily reached out and pulled Wang Yulan into his arms, half-carrying, half-dragging her into the room. Wang Yulan seemed drunk, and was laid down on the bed in his embrace.
Gao Shan excitedly caressed Wang Yulan's body through her clothes, kissing her lips and swirling his tongue inside. Wang Yulan lay sprawled on the bed, seemingly still dazed, letting him kiss her, making muffled "mmm" sounds.
Gao Shan's heart was pounding, and his temples were throbbing. He could no longer restrain himself; he got up, took off his clothes, then grabbed Wang Yulan's thighs and removed her high heels.
Gao Shan reached under Wang Yulan's skirt, grabbed her stockings and underwear, and pulled them down, then threw them aside. Finally, he lifted Wang Yulan's upper body and removed her dress from over her head. Throughout the entire process, Wang Yulan remained limp, letting him do as he pleased, until he stripped her naked.
Wang Yulan lay sprawled on the bed, wearing only a black bra. Her breasts were lifted and bulged like two rounded peaks. The room was filled with the scent of a woman's body. Bathed in the light from the window, her skin appeared greyish-white. At this moment, she was like a delicious dish awaiting a man's taste. Gao Shan stared blankly for a while, then leaned down and roughly kneaded her full bra a few times before preparing to remove it.
Suddenly, Wang Yulan opened her eyes as if startled by his movements. Seeing Gao Shan on top of her, she gasped and pushed him away, her hands on his shoulders, whispering, "No..."
Gao Shan touched Wang Yulan's lower body, feeling a slight wetness. He thought, "Now is the time to enter." He grasped his already rock-hard penis, found the soft, moist opening, and thrust it in hard amidst Wang Yulan's weak resistance and silence. A warm, soft, enveloping sensation immediately came from his penis.
As the stiff penis penetrated her, Wang Yulan cried out, her fingers gripping Gao Shan's shoulders tightly, her eyes closed and her brows furrowed. Gao Shan felt the tightness of her vagina, pulled out slightly, then thrust in again, his pubic bone slamming heavily against Wang Yulan's clitoris. The impact sent a surge of pleasure through Wang Yulan, her body trembling involuntarily. She opened her eyes, staring incredulously at the dark figure violating her between her spread legs.
Gao Shan began thrusting vigorously while simultaneously groping for Wang Yulan's breasts. He tried to push her bra up, but Wang Yulan's breasts were too full to push up. He had to pull the bra straps off her shoulders, dragging the bra down to her abdomen to expose her breasts. Before he could even examine them closely, he grabbed them.
Warm, smooth, and incredibly elastic, Gao Shan greedily kneaded them. The full breasts he had secretly imagined countless times were now in his hands, at his mercy. Thinking of this, Gao Shan was incredibly excited. He couldn't help but use his thumb and forefinger to push up Wang Yulan's areola and lower his head to suckle the peanut-sized nipple. Wang Yulan
cried out in surprise, "Ah…" as her nipple was sucked. Although she had drunk too much, she wasn't truly drunk; she knew Gao Shan had carried her into the room and undressed her. Because of shyness, and because of a strange desire deep inside, she didn't stop Gao Shan's actions. Even now, she didn't know what was wrong with her.
When Gao Shan's hot, hard penis filled her, Wang Yulan knew there was no turning back.
Wang Yulan clearly felt Gao Shan's tongue licking and sucking her nipple, and felt her nipple harden and enlarge under his teasing. A wave of tingling made her tremble all over; she could only close her eyes and pant heavily, enjoying the physical pleasure.
Gao Shan finished playing with her breasts and began to concentrate on thrusting into Wang Yulan. He braced himself on the bed with both hands and increased the speed of his thrusts. Having been deprived of release for so long, the sudden encounter with such a voluptuous beauty made him feel he couldn't hold on much longer.
Suddenly, the room brightened. The power had been restored after a repair, and their lights hadn't been turned off, so they were all on at once. Gao Shan's thrusting stopped.
After a blinding flash, Gao Shan saw the scene before him. Wang Yulan's hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and she was panting heavily. Her hands gripped the sheets, her eyes glazed over as she looked at him. Her full breasts rose and fell slightly with her breath, her black bra bunched up around her abdomen, creating a stark contrast with her snow-white skin.
Seeing this lewd and stimulating scene, Gao Shan could no longer restrain himself. He roared, grabbed Wang Yulan's ample breasts, and his penis began to ejaculate violently, his semen surging powerfully into Wang Yulan's uterus in waves. The pleasure of ejaculation made Gao Shan forget everything for a moment; his mind went blank, and he felt his soul rushing into the woman's depths with the thick liquid…
Wang Yulan groaned under his thrusts. She felt like prey, being shot in vital spots by bullets, on the verge of death… Although he had ejaculated more than ten times and no more fluid had come out, the man's penis was still throbbing inside her. It all felt so real, yet like a dream.
Gao Shan got off Wang Yulan, covered her with a blanket, and held her, gently kissing her cheek. He realized he had fallen in love with this woman.
"Yulan, I love you..."
"Do you...hate me?"
"Shall we be together?"
...
Wang Yulan listened silently, and finally, she softly spoke: "Turn off the light, go to sleep..."
The morning sunlight streamed through the window, and Gao Shan opened his eyes. He had never slept so soundly. He turned his head to look at the woman in his arms, feeling a long-lost happiness.
He gently kissed Wang Yulan, who woke up and shyly turned her back. Gao Shan gently caressed her, slowly entering her body from behind, becoming one with her once more. Wang Yulan moaned softly, trying to respond to him.
After bringing Wang Yulan to orgasm, Gao Shan once again deeply ejaculated his love and desire into her body...
From then on, Gao Shan and Wang Yulan's relationship progressed rapidly, and they even began planning a new life.
For them, too much time had been wasted in the past; they wanted to cherish the days to come.

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