【The Young Women of the Central Bank】(Continued) (2.8) Author: Jiang Xiaomei

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Chapter Two: A Woman Adorns Herself for Her Beloved 8

Just as Zhao Ying and Lin Yingcheng were deeply infatuated, Zhao Lu had warned her that Yingcheng was a notorious
playboy. She should either treat his advances as a fleeting encounter, making a quick buck, or firmly grasp his
affections and try to marry him. At the time, Zhao Ying laughed it off. She herself longed to marry into a wealthy family and become a carefree
socialite. Not to mention her, there were plenty of actresses and singers younger and prettier than her; who didn't dream of such a life?

“Every man has a weakness. As a woman, if you hit that spot, he’ll
obey you for life,” Zhao Lu said. Zhao Ying laughed and asked, “So, what’s my brother-in-law’s weakness?”

Zhao Lu spread her legs on the sofa, bending one foot to paint her toenails. Her thin
skirt her knees, revealing her soft, plump thighs, and her high, mound-like vulva encased in narrow panties.
“Him? Greedy! Greedy for money, greedy for sex, greedy for small gains.” She straightened her foot, looking at her painted toes from afar;
her toenails were painted a bright red.

“He likes to be greedy, so just let him be greedy. Anyway, give him a little benefit, and he’ll be willing to say anything.” Her
flirtatiousness was highly seductive. Zhao Ying leaned back on the sofa, her legs curled up like
a snake with its joints trembling: "I know, Ying Cheng's Achilles' heel is that he loves to play too much?"

"You're wrong, sister. His love of playing is just a facade. He's shrewd at heart. Let me tell you his
Achilles' heel : superstition!" She switched legs: "Believes in gods, fate, and luck."

"I didn't think so," Zhao Ying said, shaking her head. "So, you're still naive. A few years ago, his
wife had just died, and he was dating a famous actress. You could tell he really wanted to marry her,
showering her with money . That slut was smitten, and she even announced she was retiring from acting to be a good wife and mother."

After applying the paint to each toe, she lifted her face and blew on the wet stains. "Just then,
a big deal he'd promised fell through; he was cheated out of his business. After that, his business plummeted.
He was really unlucky back then; everything he did lost. Later, I don't know which wise person gave him advice, but he broke up with that actress, and slowly
things started to improve."

"Is that so?" Zhao Ying snorted, unable to stand the smell of the chemical solution. Zhao Lu
continued , "So when you associate with him, you need to be careful and attentive. Know when to get close to him,
when to stay away, when to cling to him, and when to pull away. He's easy to get along with, and easy to satisfy in bed. If you
make him happy, you can have him at your beck and call; he'll give you everything you want."

"Don't just keep working on him; share some of your affection with my sister," Zhao Lu said sweetly, interrupting
Zhao Ying who was lost in thought. She saw Ying Cheng already busy between Zhao Lu's legs, his raging penis
thrusting in and out of her vagina. His old face, etched with wrinkles beneath his gray hair, was flushed red, like
a fire in the snow.

"Quick, baby, take off your clothes," Ying Cheng said breathlessly. Zhao Ying pretended to hesitate,
as if forced by circumstances. She slowly removed her outer garments, leaving only her bra
and a thin, narrow pair of silk panties. Although she was already aroused by the couple in bed,
she still had to pretend to be extremely shy.

"Go, strip her naked." Ying Cheng slapped Zhao Lu's plump buttocks, and Zhao Lu got off the bed. She
pushed her sister and made her sit back in her original position, stripping her of all her personal clothing.

Zhao Ying felt her sister's hand hesitantly touching her knee. "Okay, all naked." Ying Cheng said in a trembling
voice . Zhao Ying closed her eyes, ashamed of being exposed in front of them.

Zhao Ying closed her eyes, waiting for what would happen. Before long, Ying Cheng's hands roughly pried open her
labia majora, exposing her slightly red labia minora. He lowered his head, raised Zhao Ying's buttocks
slightly, and his tongue licked back and forth in the narrow area between her labia majora and minora. His hands spread her
apart even more forcefully, so that she felt that all her secrets were exposed.

Zhao Ying's body twisted slightly, but his tongue pressed against her, rubbing against her protruding clitoris.
A wave of tingling, intoxicating pleasure washed over her, and Zhao Ying felt a spasm in her hips as a surge of sexual desire
struck . With a deep groan, Zhao Ying opened her eyes wide,
glancing helplessly at Zhao Lu beside her, her eyes gleaming with anticipation for the stimulation.

Zhao Ying struggled to resist the waves of desire surging through her body, but the touch of his tongue was so skillful
and experienced, the intoxicating sucking almost impossible for her to refuse. His hand gripped Zhao Lu's arm, his hand
conveying a message that made her almost afraid to resist. For Zhao Lu, this was probably not the first time; she
had shared a man with other women, but she believed this was the first time Zhao Ying had encountered such a situation.

Between Zhao Ying's legs, Ying Cheng's tongue was still working diligently, while his still-wet penis was
tightly held in Zhao Lu's mouth. Her tongue swirled around his glans, it was so pleasurable, so stimulating, he experienced
the pleasure he craved. With the rhythmic movements of her tongue, his body tensed up.

Zhao Ying felt extremely ashamed, the pleasure gradually increasing until it gathered into a beam of white light about to
ignite . She tried hard to suppress herself; her face flushed with shame, she remembered that she was exposed in
front of them, but as soon as the thought of controlling herself arose, Ying Cheng's tongue slid over her sensitive areas, poking at
the exposed muscle nerve endings.

The extreme pleasure produced by this stimulation was too intense for Zhao Ying; she involuntarily
raised meet it, unable to help but convulse with excitement. Zhao Lu and Ying Cheng, seeing this scene, smiled knowingly at each other
. Just then, Zhao Lu saw her gently twitching her abdominal muscles to suppress them, and released Ying Cheng's
penis .

"It's time, I'll do it!" Ying Cheng said, grabbing Zhao Ying's waist. She immediately braced her elbows on
the bed , creating a good angle for him to enter her smoothly, which also gave her greater satisfaction.
But Zhao Lu thought it was because her sister was too shy, so she looked away.

Zhao Ying lowered her head, feeling a deep emptiness in her heart. She saw Ying Cheng's engorged, thick penis...
He entered her overly exposed vaginal opening, until she let out a joyful moan, eagerly responding to him.
Realizing her uncontrollable excitement, Ying Cheng quickly thrust his penis fully into her, pumping repeatedly, while his right hand
held her, manipulating her sensitive spots.

Zhao Ying loved the feeling of his penetration and the way his hands caressed her sensitive areas. When she heard Ying Cheng order Zhao Lu
to touch her abdomen and breasts, she almost reached orgasm under this novel stimulation. How
captivating ! Her lover and her sister were simultaneously pleasing her body; she felt herself
about to faint in this intoxicating scene.

The orgasm arrived, the most intense one Zhao Ying had ever experienced. She shamelessly screamed,
uttering incomprehensible murmurs, her body writhing and rolling, still tightly pressed against Ying Cheng; at
the same time, Ying Cheng also reached his own orgasm, squeezing out his
pent-up .

After the climax, Ying Cheng collapsed beside Zhao Ying, while Zhao Lu slid to the edge of the bed. She looked at her sister's red
mons pubis, seeing Zhao Ying weeping, unsure whether from excitement or shame.

Zhao Lu saw their bodies finally release after a long wait. She saw Zhao Ying's repeated
orgasms, her rounded body writhing wantonly on the man's body, quickly and agilely reaching its
peak, completely disregarding her. Zhao Lu's body was now aroused by the sight.

She stroked Ying Cheng's penis; his glans was dark red, with a drop of semen remaining on it, his testicles swollen
and taut. Seeing the penis seem to improve in her hand, she bent down and took it into her mouth.
Yingcheng 's face flushed red, and he gradually became excited. Zhao Lu straddled him, rubbing her pubic hair against
his abdomen, then twisting up and down, gradually straightening her thighs and pressing her body against his,
her pubic bone against his taut thighs, her nipples against his chest.

Zhao Ying saw that his penis was now hard, and she guided it with her hand, aiming it at the center of Zhao Lu's slightly parted
vulva . Zhao Lu's plump buttocks swayed, easily swallowing his penis. Zhao Ying
was shocked by her own actions; how could she have such great interest and be helping them? It didn't disgust her; instead, it aroused
her desire.

Zhao Ying's eyes were fixed on the point where their genitals met. His penis greedily
moved , thrusting in and out of the moist place, and each time it withdrew, it immediately oozed a lot of fluid. Zhao Ying
stared at Zhao Lu's face; she was facing a mirror. The woman's expression was full of lust; her eyes were wide open,
her face was flushed, her mouth was slightly open, and her body began to undulate.

As if hypnotized, Zhao Ying continued watching. Zhao Lu turned her head back, the tendons in her neck
bulging, her body trembling, her breasts thrusting upwards, her back arched, her eyes closed. Ying Cheng felt
her climax, and he hoped his passion wouldn't be released so quickly.
The pressure had spread throughout his abdomen, and his legs were spasming from tension.

But he still ejaculated during Zhao Lu's violent rise and fall, but before he could finish venting on her,
Zhao Lu lifted herself up, turned her head towards his face, carefully raising herself, supporting her weight with her hands, causing
her body to thrust up and down rapidly, so that the man's penis grazed her labia minora before plunging into her vagina.

Zhao Lu didn't look at him; she closed her eyes, enjoying this wonderful feeling, the velvety flesh of his penis
touching her, like her lover. Finally, a wondrous state arose within her. She writhed her hips,
letting the man's penis strike her erogenous zones. She jumped with excitement, even as he continued
to groan beneath her. She continued to tease him to satisfy herself until she was struck by an orgasm, the shockwaves spreading throughout her
body.

"Look how intense her orgasm is!" Ying Cheng said to Zhao Ying beside him. "It's
wonderful for a woman, you'll see," Zhao Ying didn't reply. She could do nothing but watch. Ying Cheng
's hand caressed her heated body. She felt his hand touch her genitals. He pressed his hand against her
pubic hair , and she immediately felt a surge of excitement, letting out a whimper—a sound of half-disappointment and half-ecstasy.

That night, the three of them slept together, arms intertwined, Ying Cheng nestled
between two voluptuous and sensual bodies. When Zhao Ying woke up, her body was exceptionally weak and limp, her muscles aching as if she had run
several kilometers . She noticed Yingcheng and Zhao Lu entwined, both naked, beside her. Zhao Lu's thighs were wrapped around his
waist, her buttocks raised high like a fully inflated balloon.

She struggled to regain her senses, finally remembering where she was and what had caused the situation.
Thinking this, she blushed deeply and buried her face in the pillow in embarrassment.

A few days later, Lin Yingcheng formally proposed to Zhao Ying. Upon hearing the news, Zhao Ying excitedly embraced Zhao Lu,
weeping with joy. "Remember this well, don't forget your sister when you get married," Zhao Lu
said, playfully slapping her.

"What's the benefit? You can't expect me to come along every night we party," Zhao Ying dodged the question. Zhao Lu, without
blushing, said, "I mean, take me with you when you have food and fun. As for sleeping with you all, that depends on my sister's mood."
Then, she whispered to Zhao Ying, "Being with my sister is better than being with other women. Let me tell you, he
really capable of that."

"Then we sisters will work together to keep a close eye on him," Zhao Ying said sincerely. Zhao Lu said, "Men
are just playful. Besides, with someone like him, all those young and pretty girls are like flies buzzing around him
. Let him play, just remember to come back when he's done." These words completely extinguished the flames of anger that had been burning in Zhao Ying's heart.

"Alright, alright! Don't be guilty. Women should take good care of themselves. As long as you maintain your
assets, you won't be afraid of men fooling around outside," Zhao Lu said. Just then, Zhong Ming came home. He had always been
skeptical about Zhao Ying marrying Ying Cheng, and now that Zhao Ying's wish had come true, he felt a pang
of jealousy.

Seeing Zhao Lu leave, he suddenly grabbed Zhao Ying's arm: "Come out with me tonight." Zhao
Ying flung his hand away and said sternly, "Brother-in-law, you'd better show some respect from now on. I'm Mrs. Lin now."

"Aren't you afraid I'll expose our affair?" he said angrily. Zhao Ying wasn't angry with him. She
said, word by word, "If you want to continue living in Hong Kong, you'd better keep your cool. Do you think you can fight him?"
Zhong Ming was speechless for a moment. He angrily returned to his room, covered his head, and lay down on the bed.

[To be continued]

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