mistress

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I, Leopard, live alone in a penthouse duplex in the city, a 5000-square-foot apartment with a rooftop garden and swimming pool. It's priceless, but I rent it. Of course, the rent is astronomical; the building's residents are all wealthy and powerful, celebrities are all below me.

Why do I rent? It's simple: I, Leopard, am bearish on Hong Kong real estate. Except for my headquarters, I sold all my properties starting in mid-1996. Luckily, I escaped the darkest period in Hong Kong's history… a big winner, of course, I'm in a good mood.

Near the end of the workday, my high school classmate, Rong Shao, called me for dinner, mysteriously advising me to come alone. Haha! This Rong Shao is a small-time stock market manipulator, terrified of his wife, a good helper for my stock trading, although, theoretically, there are no surprises.

We agreed to eat at one of my Chinese restaurants. Auntie? Are there any other customers? I saw Rong Shao booked for four? Hehe! Two beautiful ladies want to thank you and treat you to dinner, Leopard. Isn't that right! Thank me? I can't figure it out...

A dozen minutes later, the waitress arrived at our VIP room with two young and beautiful sisters, carrying bags full of designer goods. Sorry, Mr. Rong, we're late. I apologize, Brother Leopard. My name is Jenny, and my sister is Amy. She's from Malaysia and studies at a university in Hong Kong. Amy is about twenty years old, wearing a super short skirt that exudes youthful energy. Jenny is more mature, about thirty, dressed head-to-toe in designer brands (not just any designer brands, but the very best of the best, from head to toe).

I'm really confused. What kind of dinner is this?

It turns out Jenny and Amy are both mistresses, mistresses of moderately wealthy people (moderately wealthy refers to business people with a net worth of 20-30 million, which I, Leopard, sometimes earn in a month, shit). Jenny and her husband are Mr. Rong's clients. Recently, I've been trading a third-tier stock, and they've made some money riding on my coattails, so they're treating me to dinner to thank me.

Amy, young and vibrant, is very interested in me, often gazing at me with affection. But Jenny was clever and quick-witted, with excellent speaking skills. She loved to chatter on and on about real estate, stocks, current events, and politics, and she was surprisingly knowledgeable and articulate. It was like a battle of wits, and dinner became the focus between the two of us; Rong Shao and Amy were just there as guests.

I never expected Rong Shao to be such a high-quality person!

After dinner, still in high spirits, we went to karaoke. Singing is my forte, Leopard Boy. I often say: "I, Leopard Boy, am good at everything—gambling, drinking, singing, and whoring; I'm proficient in everything, I'm unbeatable in the electronics industry in China, Hong Kong, Japan, and Korea; I'm a top salesperson, and I also understand financial techniques—I'm a real talent." At the karaoke room, of course, the two young ladies were even more captivated. We drank and sang non-stop; that night was my and Jenny's solo performance. Amy seemed dejected, drunk, and leaned against me. I put my arm around her shoulder, gently touching her breasts—small and delicate—but her long legs were beautiful, and her short skirt was alluring. She burst into tears for no reason… Actually, 90% of women cry when they're drunk, whether they're dancers or hostesses, office ladies or saleswomen, whether they're celebrities like Carina Lau, Michelle Reis or socialites like Pansy Ho… Women are all unhappy; I, Leopard, am used to it.

I was just doing my basic job of groping around, I had no intention of hooking up with these two beauties, I just thought it was fun and enjoyable. I have countless girlfriends, four at the company alone! And others too, I don't even have time to play around with myself, and I haven't had time to mess around since my sister-in-law cheated on me once.

But, women and money are the same, the more you have, the more you have… Amy was sleeping and I was being roughed up, and over there Jenny saw me messing with Amy, so she started acting like she was heartbroken, singing sad love songs. Looks like I, Leopard, can kill two birds with one stone.

I pushed Amy away and sang a duet with Jenny. I then danced a slow dance behind her, hugging her. (Jenny took off her Fendifur jacket, revealing a tight-fitting silk blouse and skirt underneath.) My erection pressed against Jenny's buttocks. She glared at me but didn't move away. Seeing me so charming, Rong Shao smiled wryly. (I have many kinds of friends, but Rong Shao is my fan. He'll never be jealous of me, only admire me.) I noticed Jenny's breasts were very full, her nipples protruding from her bra, the buttons of her blouse bulging open, revealing most of her snow-white, plump breasts. With my erection pressing against her firm, elastic buttocks, and feeling through the silk blouse, it seemed she wasn't even wearing a thong? I wrapped my arms around her slender waist, my fingers lightly caressing her breasts, feeling the pleasure of her heaving breasts with the rhythm of the music!

Seeing that we were both aroused, Rong Shao wisely slipped away quietly.

A lone man and two women, the scene warm and alluring. Although the room had a small window, I dimmed the lights and locked the door, not caring if anyone saw us… Amy hugged me from behind, her gentle touches sending shivers down my spine. Her long legs coiled around my feet like snakes, her small triangle radiating heat. A bolder thought surfaced in my mind. My mouth went dry, my heart raced, and I couldn't help but become even harder. My hand had already quietly moved to Jenny's thigh, my palm touching her skin. She seemed to know my plan, shifting slightly but not moving her leg away, as if yearning for my further teasing. I thought to myself: Okay, if you're lewd enough, I'll be just as lewd! Without hesitation, my hand reached straight between her thighs—that warm, moist space between her legs

… Jenny hadn't expected me to be so bold and abrupt. It wasn't until my hot hand caressed the inside of her soft thighs that she reacted, her face flushed red as she feigned modesty, trying to escape. One hand pressed down on my hand through her skirt, preventing it from going any further, letting out a low, suppressed moan: "Mmm…no…" Behind her, Amy was burning with passion, her hands already grasping my erection against Jenny's crotch, slowly kneading it. I was enjoying the unbridled passion of my twins.

I pushed Jenny against the wall, brought my mouth close to her ear, and gently blew a breath: "I'm going to rape you tonight." These words were like a spell, instantly making the beauty weak all over. I then added an even more explicit statement: "You planned to seduce me, so take everything off? Still pretending to be innocent?" Her red lips parted, and she breathed heavily. My hand slowly breached her defenses, slipping between her full, shapely thighs. My fingers parted her soft, downy flesh, teasingly tracing her slightly parted, pink labia. "Oh~~" the beauty let out a suppressed moan, her body trembling as if electrocuted. Her full, rounded buttocks instinctively moved back, trying to escape my lewd caresses. My fingers were already nestled between her alabaster mons pubis and the folds of her thighs, teasing her moist, soft labia until they were erect and supple. At the junction of her labia, my fingertips, moistened with the involuntary flow of nectar, pressed against her delicate, sensitive pink vulva. The layers of tender flesh in her vulva writhed and opened under my teasing, oozing sticky nectar... To have one's most sensual vulva played with like this, even just imagining it, was enough to make her wet.

Amy's cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in short gasps as she pulled down my pants and began sucking on my penis. Jenny, watching this beautiful girl kneel down and fondle my penis in public, was ecstatic. I couldn't resist parting her firm, full breasts, and inserting my five fingers into her soft, moist opening, plunging them into the slippery flesh.

The intense pleasure made Jenny almost convulse and bend over. A gush of hot nectar spurted from her vulva, wetting my palm.

I suddenly reached out and grabbed Jenny's slender waist, and a warm, soft body fell into my arms. The beauty in my arms let out a soft "hmm," without resisting. Of course, I wouldn't be polite, my fingers expertly tracing the peach-like opening beneath her skirt.

She trembled in my arms, warm, sticky nectar overflowing.

Suddenly, the beautiful girl bit my shoulder hard, and just as I was about to scream in pain, two sweet, soft, moist lips, breathing warm air, pressed against mine. It turns out that beneath her calm and composed exterior lies a volcano of uncontrollable passion!

I held her slender waist tightly, our tongues entwining wildly. I lifted her skirt, exposing her snow-white, upturned buttocks to the chill of the night. She kissed me passionately. My hand slid inside her blouse; she wasn't wearing a bra, and her two full, firm breasts possessed the unique elasticity of a young girl's body. My palms touched nothing but soft, supple, youthful skin. I caressed her high, firm breasts, pressing my palms against her gradually hardening, pink nipples. She kept whispering suppressed moans in my ear: "Ah~~~~ Oh~~~~ I'm so hot~~~ So wet~~~ So wet~~~ So~~ Exciting~"

Amy was also playing with my huge penis, her slender fingers gently holding my entire shaft, constantly caressing it. She seemed to know every hidden spot of my desire, sometimes gripping the shaft tightly and stroking it, sometimes pressing her thumb against the hard glans, her long, slender fingers repeatedly stroking the sensitive folds below the glans, sometimes tightly encircling it, rubbing it back and forth with her soft, warm palm. Under her constant teasing, my penis was already as hard as steel, long and thick, so hard that it took both of her hands to fully grasp it. Just then, Amy suddenly turned and licked my glans, which was burning. My released penis, of course, wouldn't be idle, quietly moving under Jenny's short skirt. Suddenly, I felt an indescribable tingling pleasure. My sensitive glans was pressed against a soft, warm, and moist surface, and then my entire penis was enveloped by a slippery, moist, and fiery vaginal cavity. I let out a soft moan, and with a spasm in my perineum, I became even harder.

I thrust in, penetrating Jenny's core. She couldn't help but let out a sound.

Jenny's hands gripped my shoulders tightly, and her plump, round buttocks slowly lowered. The girl's moist, tight vagina writhed and contracted under the pressure of my mushroom-shaped glans, clinging tightly to me. Only when I reached her tender core did she let out a low, suppressed moan.

Amy kissed my nipples, her warm tongue sucking, and I kneaded Amy's small, perky breasts. Meanwhile, I pounded and teased Jenny's plump clitoris, penetrating it thoroughly, and thrust firmly into the beautiful Jenny's moist honey hole, wantonly.

I slowly lifted her pert buttocks, my large penis, tightly held in her mouth and coated with her nectar, rubbed against her soft vaginal flesh as I slowly withdrew. When I reached the glans, I suddenly lowered her, forcefully cleaving through the undulating folds of her flesh and thrusting in.

The sexual hunger in the karaoke room was suddenly and intensely satisfied; Jenny almost collapsed on top of me, her breath coming softly in my ear. Each time I thrust deeply, she convulsed, clinging to me tightly, biting her lip, letting out a low moan.

This public stimulation made me incredibly aroused, my energy completely focused on the friction of our skin against each other, greatly amplifying the pleasure from this primal stimulation. I felt an intense, angry swelling within me, accompanied by soft "tsk tsk" sounds, as I powerfully and deeply thrust in and out of her narrow passage.

My continuous thrusting drove the little girl mad; she couldn't help but cry out several times, and I too couldn't help but pant slightly. Amidst the loud music, no one noticed the soul-stirring moans filling the room. Jenny's honey pot was so tender, warm and slippery with lustful fluid constantly overflowing, moistening me.

This tight, soft, and slippery feeling almost made me ejaculate, my heart filled with masculine brutality and a desire to conquer. I penetrated Jenny's flower core deeply, making her spurt her vaginal fluids. Jenny moaned sweetly, "Mmm...mmm...husband...I...I feel so good...you're ravishing me...I love you."

Leopard, of course, is amorous. Amy silently played a beautiful melody for me, how could I neglect this little beauty? Taking advantage of Jenny's release of vaginal fluids, I turned around, picked up Amy, pressed her onto the table, forcefully spread her full and shapely thighs, and thrust my thick member into her soft honey pot, ignoring any foreplay, and rammed it all the way in. Although she had already received ample lubrication and opening, this furious, tearing insertion still made her scream, her fingers gripping my strong back as if electrocuted.

I didn't give her a chance to breathe, and just kept thrusting in hard. Each time, I retreated to the head, each time I penetrated to the root. Her tender flesh trembled and contracted, her juices soaking both of our thighs with the intense thrusting. A pair of large hands roughly pulled open her blouse, kneading her incredibly elastic, exquisite breasts with all their might.

Amy was immediately pushed up in this fierce assault, her snow-white buttocks slick with juices. She trembled beneath me, biting her collar tightly to stifle her cries, her hands reaching inside my clothes, gripping my back muscles, her plump, upturned buttocks thrusting rhythmically.

Amy was immersed in boundless pleasure, panting heavily, repeatedly moaning with joyful abandon: "Faster, faster...deeper...ah...um...I'm being raped, Brother Leopard is raping me to death, rape me, keep going, I'm so wet!" The

intense collisions produced a slapping sound, but my mind couldn't even think of stopping to cover it up; I only wanted to keep going! More intensely! Let desire break free of moral constraints and be released fiercely and vigorously.

Amy suddenly convulsed, her shapely legs tightly gripping my waist, her sharp nails digging into my flesh. She gasped wildly, whispering in my ear, "Don't stop! Mmm~~ Please~~ Don't stop~~~ Mmm~~" I felt her contractions and spasms, each thrust bringing me immense pleasure. My head was spinning, as if I were suffocating. Waves of electricity surged through me, making me want to ejaculate freely.

However, conquering this beauty beneath me made me grit my teeth and thrust into her with my last bit of strength. I knew that with the relentless, powerful impact of my massive member, the gates of her ecstasy were about to open!

Jenny, not to be outdone, suddenly pounced into my arms, biting my shoulder hard, her small throat emitting a wheezing sound of dying pleasure. The pain temporarily distracted me, causing my erection to subside slightly. Taking advantage of this, I continued my thrusts into Amy. Jenny placed her clitoris against my face, and I licked her tender vulva, sucking until her clitoris contracted repeatedly. The powerful suction brought her to the brink of ecstasy.

Amy, with her wet mouth open, whispered seductive breaths in my ear, "Shoot...give it to me...fill it...full it up..." Her body convulsed briefly again, and her vulva gushed out a large gush of incredibly warm fluid, drenching my sensitive penis.

I endured it, intense pleasure erupting from deep within my spine. I held her limp body tightly, my penis throbbing and twitching beneath her warm, soft vaginal muscles, first settling the little nymph down. After Amy released her vaginal fluids, she collapsed onto the sofa. I flipped Jenny over and straddled her, attacking her from behind. I wanted the glans, to soak her completely. With one hand, I stroked the glans with her vaginal fluids, while with the other, I gripped her clitoris and rubbed it vigorously. Jenny couldn't resist and flailed. Seeing that the muscles of the glans were relaxed enough, I slowly slid my erect penis, using the released vaginal fluids, into it, inching forward. The beautiful Amy wasn't idle either, caressing Jenny's large breasts, rubbing, kneading, squeezing, and pressing them, relentlessly kneading and deforming her perfect breasts. Her lips were wetly kissing me, and I continued to pound Amy's breasts, penetrating deeper into Jenny's glans. 1, 2, 3, suddenly I thrust all the way in. Jenny cried out in pain, screaming loudly, the tearing pain bringing all three of us to the peak of desire. I poured all my semen into Jenny's glans. She struggled to lift her head from the throes of defilement, her warm, moist lips searching for mine. We kissed passionately, our tongues entwining like nimble snakes, conveying the lingering sweetness of our encounter.

I shifted my body, withdrawing from her already torn penis, and made Amy lick it clean. Women! I must unleash their slave genes.

These two mistress sisters, from that moment on, were consumed by me. Sometimes it was me and Jenny, sometimes me and Amy, sometimes Jenny and Amy, sometimes the three of us interacting. Their boss paid for these beautiful mistresses, and I, Leopard Boy, used my semen to appease their wanton lust.

[The End]

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