[Urban] Good Mom's Little Slutty Pussy (Complete) - 22-24

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Chapter Six: Forbidden Stimulation Although Aunt Ling and I had reached such a point at home, she still maintained a tight-lipped defense.

I could slip my hand under her skirt at any time, but only through her panties or stockings.

(Honestly, Aunt Ling's beautiful buttocks were truly captivating. I could touch them endlessly.)

Whenever Aunt Ling was home, she would give me oral sex.

If she was busy, I only needed to pat her buttocks, and she would lift her skirt and pull down her panties for me to masturbate. (This was also the only time I could see Aunt Ling's mons pubis.)

I could grasp her beautiful breasts at any time, and let me knead and lick them.

As long as it was through her panties or stockings, I could also rub my penis against her private parts at will.

However, she just wouldn't expose her private parts for me to see to my heart's content.

Nor would she give me any chance to insert my penis into her vagina.

I had asked her several times in my diary, but Aunt Ling just wouldn't agree.

Xiao Zheng, your godmother is also human, she also has desires. Believe me, I'm even more distressed than you are.

The constraints of social norms and public opinion, along with the potential impact and consequences, made the godmother hesitate.

She could disregard societal norms, but the thought of how the godmother would face the person she was afterward, and how she would explain it to the mother, was a real dilemma.

On the other hand, what she received wasn't just physical pleasure, but also a forbidden thrill.

This thrill of breaking taboos gave her a strange excitement and an unusual sense of pleasure.

Since ancient times, the struggle between reason and desire has been agonizing.

The godmother wasn't yet psychologically prepared to cross that line, fully enjoy this forbidden thrill, and bear the consequences.

She was searching for a suitable and reasonable explanation to dispel all her concerns.

Please give me time.

And so, Qiaoling made no further progress.

That day, after dinner, Aunt Ling decided to clean out the storage room. She left me some homework and then went to work.

When I finished my homework and was online, Aunt Ling came in to check on me.

"Wow, I'm exhausted. That's enough for today.

I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. Xiao Zheng, you should go to bed early even if you're just playing around, you know?" I replied with a "hmm," my right hand manipulating the mouse, heading straight to the erotic website, while my left hand wrapped around Aunt Ling's waist, then slipped under her skirt again.

My head was resting against Aunt Ling's chest, rubbing it.

Aunt Ling laughed, "You little pervert, I haven't checked your homework yet.

No, Aunt Ling is too tired tonight, I owe you one, okay?" I nodded, looking disappointed. My left hand was still making a final effort, rubbing Aunt Ling's mons pubis.

Aunt Ling lasciviously twisted her waist in response to my left hand's movements.

"Xiao Zheng, really, Aunt Ling isn't unwilling, it's just that I'm really too tired."

"Okay," I said, stopping the teasing.

Aunt Ling looked at the computer screen, then lifted her skirt and pulled down her slightly damp panties.

She sat on my lap and stuffed her panties into my hand.

"Okay, Aunt Ling will make it up to you another day. Here, take this to satisfy your needs."

She wiggled her hips on my lap and gave me a deep kiss.

Then she got up and said, "Goodnight, go to sleep early."

I wandered around many platforms, and although my penis was erect, it always lacked that little bit of stimulation to release.

After looking at so many different pictures, my mind was full of Aunt Ling.

I suddenly had an idea, and holding my penis in my right hand, I got up and walked towards Aunt Ling's room.

When I got to the door, I turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open.

The light by Aunt Ling's bedside was still on, and I was startled, thinking that Aunt Ling was still awake.

Looking closely, I saw that Aunt Ling's right hand was hanging down by the edge of the bed, her fingertips still on the book. Her eyes were peacefully closed.

It seemed that she had fallen asleep while reading before bed.

Her beautiful hair was spread out on the pillow, she wore a silk short nightgown, a thin blanket covered her stomach, but her feet had already been kicked to the side. They were laid out on the bed in a U-shape.

I tiptoed to the bedside, careful not to wake Aunt Ling.

I looked at her; she was wearing a black, openwork lace panty. Upon closer inspection, I realized it

was completely open. Two loose threads lay scattered to the side, exposing her entire mons pubis. Pubic hair grew thickly, and a drop of vaginal fluid clung to it, glistening playfully in the lamplight. I finally had a chance to properly examine Aunt Ling's private parts. I leaned closer for a better look—pubic hair, labia. Oh, it was so beautiful. I took a breath, and a pungent, erotic scent filled my nostrils. I wanted to reach out and part her labia, to lick them, and even to rub my penis between her labia, but I was afraid Aunt Ling would wake up, so I didn't dare to act. I watched as Aunt Ling displayed her mons pubis before me without reservation, my hand busy stroking my penis. A wave of pleasurable sensation washed over me. I ejaculated. My semen spurted out, scattering on Aunt Ling's bed and the wooden floor. I knelt down comfortably. A few drops of semen sprayed onto Aunt Ling's thigh, waking her. Aunt Ling turned on the room light with her right hand and quickly pulled the thin blanket over herself with her left. She cried out, "Who's there?" The sudden brightness made us both squint. I froze, standing there, holding my dwindling penis in my hand. A few drops of semen still clung to the glans. As my eyes adjusted to the light, Aunt Ling saw it was me. "Xiao Zheng, what are you doing?" she said, staring at me. I thought, "This is it, I'm ruined, the world is ending." My mind was racing, trying to figure out how to get out of this mess. Aunt Ling suddenly understood what was happening, as if she had figured something out. She turned to me with a smile, stretched out her leg, hooked it around my neck, and pulled me towards her groin. The change was so sudden that I was at a loss, and I let Aunt Ling hook my face with her leg, pressing it against her mons pubis. "Sigh, I give up. Okay, if you want to see, you can see as much as you want." Just like that, I was pulled to Aunt Ling's mons pubis, only centimeters away from her pubic hair. I reached out my hand in disbelief and touched Aunt Ling's pubic hair. My action was obviously tacitly approved, and Aunt Ling did not slap my hand away as usual. I then lightly touched her labia with my fingers, and was not stopped. At this point, I was sure that this was real. The erotic smell from her mons pubis lured me forward to taste it. My hands wrapped around Aunt Ling's buttocks from below, and I buried my head in the pubic hair. Following the smell, I came to the source of the erotic smell. I rubbed the vulva with my nose and heard Aunt Ling make a "hmm" sound above me. I stuck out my tongue, used the tip of my tongue to part the vulva, and licked inside. It was a little fishy.

The most amazing thing was that as my tongue rolled and stirred, Aunt Ling trembled, and her buttocks wiggled.

I licked and stirred with my tongue, and all I could hear was Aunt Ling's moans, "Oh...good...good...again...again...

lick inside...inside...a little inside."

I pushed my tongue as far as I could, trying to penetrate Aunt Ling's flesh as deeply as possible.

I vaguely heard Aunt Ling's sighs of "Ah..."

I greedily sucked and licked, occasionally pressing the tip of my tongue against Aunt Ling's clitoris, teasing it with the tip.

"Ah...ah...Xue...Xue...so beautiful...so beautiful...so...comfortable..."

Aunt Ling's hands moved to my ears, holding my head, and thrusting her lower abdomen towards my face, as if she wanted to stuff my head into her little flesh hole.

I felt a little breathless, so I lifted my head and exhaled.

I changed to teasing Aunt Ling's labia with my fingers.

My index finger stirred in the warm, wet flesh hole, instinctively pushing it inside.

Suddenly, Aunt Ling gasped. The first knuckle of my index finger sank in.

My index finger was tightly gripped by the fleshy walls, and I began to thrust in

and out of her vagina. Aunt Ling moaned with each thrust.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...ah...good...so good...good...oh..."

I slowly withdrew my index finger, and a strand of Aunt Ling's vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina to my finger.

I rubbed the fluid between my thumb and forefinger; it was slippery and a little sticky.

I brought it to my nose and sniffed; the familiar scent of Aunt Ling's panties rushed to my head.

My index finger returned to her vagina and began to thrust again, this time with a little more force, but I only managed to get to the second knuckle.

My body climbed up Aunt Ling's body.

My mouth found its target: Aunt Ling's nipple.

I took it in and sucked hard, my fingers continuing to thrust in and out of her vagina.

Aunt Ling's hands gripped the sheets tightly. Sometimes she gripped them tightly, sometimes she spread them open. "Oh...so beautiful...so comfortable...so...so comfortable...oh...good..."

My penis, now fully erect, pressed against Aunt Ling's mons pubis, rubbing and pressing against her.

Looking up at Aunt Ling, I saw her head bobbing from side to side, her cascading hair now disheveled, a few strands clinging to her face with sweat.

I withdrew my fingers, kneading Aunt Ling's breasts and sucking on her nipples.

When my mouth was on her left nipple, I rubbed her right nipple with my fingers, alternating between the two.

My penis pressed against Aunt Ling's mons pubis, but I couldn't penetrate.

Perhaps due to excessive excitement, I ejaculated all over Aunt Ling's lower abdomen.

Aunt Ling hugged me tightly, only letting go after a long time.

She pulled me up, and we lay face to face on the bed.

With one hand, she pulled off her black, center-parted briefs.

She gently wiped my penis dry with them and wiped the semen off her body.

She casually tossed the panties onto the floor at the foot of the bed.

Now, Aunt Ling and I were lying on her bed, facing each other, heads touching.

Aunt Ling took off her silk pajamas with straps and used them to wipe my sweat.

Then she tossed them back to join the black lace panties.

Before me was a stunningly beautiful woman, completely naked, her jade-like body laid bare before me.

I looked at Aunt Ling and said, "Aunt Ling, you're so beautiful."

Aunt Ling replied, "Thank you, young man. I'm honored that even you say that. It's been a while since anyone complimented me like that."

She then pulled the thin blanket over our stomachs, probably to keep me warm from the air conditioning.

I said, "Really. I'm not flattering you, I mean it."

Aunt Ling reached out and stroked my hair. "You little devil, you're really good at sweet-talking. I wonder how many girls you'll ruin in the future."

"Aunt Ling, why don't you believe me? You're all I can think about, no other woman can arouse my interest, that's why I sneaked in.

Besides, didn't you read my diary?" "Oh, right. Okay then. I'll believe you.

Speaking of the diary, I think I can tell you now.

Why did I wait a while before showering after you caressed me and ejaculated?

Actually, I really wanted to give myself to you right then and there.

Plus, that inexplicable stimulation of breaking the age taboo of propriety made me even more aroused.

Several times I wanted to give up and share the pleasure with you.

I endured it and went back to my room to masturbate with sex toys, that's why it took so long." "You mean, the thing in the very back of your dressing room drawer?"

"You little devil, you even went through that?"

I let slip and just confessed.

"Since you already know, then forget it.

In my entire life, I've only ever done this with that damned man.

Who knows what got into him? He threw away the divorce papers and said he was going to become a homeless person.

For almost a year now, if I really couldn't hold back, I've relied on these things to get through it.

Actually, I only bought one of everything in the store out of curiosity, and so far, I've only tried that little pink vibrating egg." "Aunt Ling, you don't need to rely on those things anymore. From now on, let me take care of things for you."

"Xiao Zheng, are you serious? You really want to have sex with a woman in her thirties like me?"

Aunt Ling said this while scratching my penis with her other hand.

"Aunt Ling, where do you look old? Didn't you hear what I just said? Only you arouse my interest."

"Xiao Zheng, my biggest hesitation is that if I give myself to you so easily, you'll think I'm cheap..."

"No, Aunt Ling, you'll always hold the highest and closest place in my heart. I swear, I only love Aunt Ling."

"Hmm, you have such a sweet tongue. Okay, I'll believe you."

My penis became erect again under Aunt Ling's caresses.

Aunt Ling also noticed the change in my lower body. "I really didn't expect it. You've gotten hard

again so quickly. People say you can have another chance when you're young. But I didn't expect it to be so fast." My penis was erect and nodding at Aunt Ling.

A few drops of clear secretion were greeting Aunt Ling.

"Aunt Ling, see, I'm telling the truth, right? I only want you, my mind is full of you, I love you, Aunt Ling, I want you."

Aunt Ling was deeply moved and couldn't hold back anymore.

She threw off the thin blanket, rolled over, and assumed a doggy-style position, sticking her buttocks up towards me.

She reached behind her, slightly parting her labia.

Twisting her hips slightly, she turned back with a lewd smile and said,

"Do you like everything you see now? Do you like your godmother's butt? Isn't your godmother's asshole pretty? If you want it, godmother will give it all to you. But not now. Godmother wants you to put your big cock into godmother's little cunt, to satisfy my pent-up thirst."

I knelt up and brought my penis to Aunt Ling's labia.

Aunt Ling guided my penis to the entrance of her vagina.

I pulled back, not letting her succeed so easily.

Instead, I rubbed it against the entrance.

"Good man...please...stop teasing me...put it in...come...fuck me...stop rubbing...please...stop the itch...come on...have pity on your godmother...come on...I can't take it anymore...come and stop the itch for your godmother..."

Aunt Ling was desperate. She reached out to grab my penis. Her eyes were slightly moist, and I felt a little sorry for her.

I thrust hard, and finally, I entered Aunt Ling's body.

At the same time, Aunt Ling gasped because of my thrust.

Only the head of my penis went in, but Aunt Ling was already grimacing, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Aunt Ling, what's wrong? Does it hurt? Maybe I shouldn't go in."

Although I was eager to insert my penis, the sight made me a little panicked.

"No, no...it's okay...don't pull it out...my pussy just hasn't been penetrated in so long, so it can't hold your big cock all at once. I'm so happy, that's why I'm crying. Just be gentle and take it slow, come on...come on...come in..."

So I slowly pushed my cock in.

Aunt Ling's mouth opened wide, gasping for breath.

"Oh...good...so good...come on...come on...oh..."

My cock went in two-thirds of the way and then I couldn't go any further.

I just rubbed it like that, enjoying the tight walls of her pussy surrounding my cock.

"Good...good...now...now...now thrust...thrust into my pussy..."

I started thrusting in and out.

Aunt Ling moaned lewdly in sync with my movements.

Luckily, Aunt Ling had soundproofed the place when she decorated it, otherwise someone would definitely have come to complain.

"Oh...so good...so good...so good...faster...good...fuck...fuck godmother's cunt...my

little cunt likes it so much...so happy...oh...um...um...oh...oh...good...dear brother...

good husband...you are my...my dear husband...little husband...fuck godmother's cunt...fuck...fuck through...fuck my

little cunt raw...it doesn't matter...oh...it's so beautiful...so beautiful..."

I leaned down, pressed against Aunt Ling's fair back, reached down and kneaded her breasts.

I thrust in and out with all my might.

Aunt Ling turned her head and kissed me deeply. She even let out a "oh...oh..." moan from her throat.

Aunt Ling couldn't resist the pleasure, separating her tongue from her lips and moaning, "So...so beautiful...even...even if I die now...oh...I'd be willing...beautiful...beautiful...snow...snow...so good...my pussy...my pussy is so full

...I'm satisfied...mmm...oh...dear husband...you're fucking my pussy so good...my...darling...baby...your big cock...

it's really...so...so good...oh..."

My thrusting became bigger and faster.

Aunt Ling matched my movements, bringing her buttocks up to meet my thrusts.

Her hair was disheveled, her body licentious, completely unlike the elegant and noble Aunt Ling she was in public.

"Good...good...beautiful...beautiful to heaven...oh...good husband...dear husband...I love you...

love...love your big cock inside...oh...I'm dying...I'm going to come...good...good husband...love brother...my pussy...my pussy is...about to come..."

Aunt Ling's breathing became more and more rapid, and my cock began to swell inside her pussy.

Aunt Ling also sensed that my ejaculation gate was about to open. She twisted her hips even more lasciviously.

"Come...shoot inside my...my...my cunt...come...I...oh...we...together

...together to heaven..."

I thrust hard, a tingling current running up my spine, and my ejaculation gate could no longer be held back, and I released my semen.

Aunt Ling also let out an "Ah..." and could no longer hold on.

My force made us both fall onto the bed, I lay on Aunt Ling's back, my penis inserted into Aunt Ling's cunt.

My hands were still on Aunt Ling's breasts, holding her from behind. My penis was still

making follow-up ejaculation in her cunt, and Aunt Ling's hands were tightly gripping my arms, her nails digging in.

I felt Aunt Ling in my arms was also sobbing.

I hurriedly asked Aunt Ling what was wrong, but I didn't get an answer.

My hands were being gripped so tightly that I couldn't feel Aunt Ling's breath.

So I leaned my head closer...thankfully, Aunt Ling had probably just fainted.

I whispered, "Aunt Ling, Aunt Ling, wake up. Aunt Ling."

After a long while, Aunt Ling finally let out a sigh of relief. She loosened her grip on my arm and lovingly stroked the pinch marks.

"It's alright, Xiao Zheng. It's alright, don't be afraid.

Your godmother just passed out from pleasure, that's the ultimate state of a woman's orgasm.

You're so amazing, that's why your godmother felt this way." Aunt Ling paused for a moment to calm down before continuing, "A woman's orgasm is different from a man's. When a man reaches orgasm, he thrusts a few times, and after the first peak, there are at most a few weaker peaks, and then it's over in a few seconds. Basically, once the first peak is over, that's about it. It's different for women. Compared to a man's peak, a woman's is like a plateau, it lasts for a while. At this time, the best way to deal with it is to hold on and hug her tightly."

I hugged Aunt Ling tighter. I leaned over and kissed Aunt Ling's cheek.

Aunt Ling turned around and kissed me passionately. After a while, after we separated, she said again, "As for the feeling of being overwhelmed by pleasure, I had only heard about it before. I thought it was made up until today. I know it's truly indescribably wonderful. Many women never get to experience this feeling in their entire lives. Godmother is so lucky." As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.

"What's wrong, Aunt Ling? Did I do something wrong again?"

"No, no, Godmother is happy. I'm finally fortunate enough to taste this feeling. If it weren't for you, Godmother might never have had this experience in her life. If you hadn't reminded me not to be reserved and hold back, to release the pleasure, plus the stimulation of breaking through the taboos of age and propriety, Godmother would never have been able to experience all of this. If I had known it was this wonderful, Godmother should have given herself to you much earlier."

My penis gradually subsided, and with white fluid, it slid out of her vagina.

Aunt Ling also turned around and looked at me face to face.

"There's one more thing, the most important key,"

Aunt Ling whispered in my ear, "your big penis."

After saying that, she shyly buried her head in my chest.

I reached out and lifted Aunt Ling's chin. She looked up at me shyly.

I lowered my head and kissed her lips.

Aunt Ling responded passionately, her tongue entering my mouth.

It took a while before our lips parted.

Aunt Ling looked down at my now-erect penis,

glistening with semen and vaginal fluid.

Then she bent down and licked it clean.

She leaned back against my chest, her small hand gently stroking it. She whispered, "I really wish I could have Xiao Zheng's cock inside me every day."

I lifted Aunt Ling's chin again; my cock, after another baptism of her tongue and the gentle caress of her small hand, was stirring again.

"Aunt Ling, we're husband and wife, of course we can do it every day! And why are you calling me Xiao Zheng again?"

Aunt Ling looked puzzled, not knowing what I was talking about.

"Weren't you just calling me 'my lover, my dear husband'?"

Aunt Ling whimpered, snuggling back into my arms, shyly punching my chest. "You're so naughty, so bad, teasing your godmother!"

"So you're promising I can do it every day?"

Aunt Ling whispered in my ear, "Godmother promised you, how could I go back on my word? You're so amazing, godmother is always willing to let you do it."

She turned away, avoiding my eyes.

My cock hardened again, pressing against Aunt Ling's fleshy buttocks.

"Aunt Ling, you have to keep your word, let me in."

Aunt Ling looked down and exclaimed, "Oh my god, I can't believe it!" She

turned back to me and said, "Godmother wants to too, but please spare Godmother today, Godmother has no strength left. Besides, too many times at once will hurt my health." "

Then what should we do?"

Aunt Ling thought for a moment and slightly raised her right leg.

"Alright, just put it in. We'll keep it."

She guided my penis into her vagina.

"Okay, Xiao Zheng. Behave yourself. Don't push. Godmother isn't unwilling, Godmother is thinking of you. When you wake up and have the strength, I will definitely make it up to you."

I playfully pushed a little, "You called me Xiao Zheng again."

Godmother gasped again from the push.

"Okay, husband. Be good, let's go to sleep."

Aunt Ling pulled the thin blanket over us and snuggled into my arms.

My left hand went under Aunt Ling's neck, my right hand held Aunt Ling's right breast, and my penis was inserted into her warm vagina.

We fell asleep exhausted in that spoon-like position.

I finally entered the gentle haven I had longed for, the place I had dreamed of day and night.

Aunt Ling finally heard me call her "Mother," but what I said was... "Wife."

Chapter Seven: Touch Me in the Morning I woke up to a pleasant sensation in my lower body.

I opened my eyes, momentarily disoriented.

Looking down, I saw Aunt Ling greedily licking my penis.

I then remembered the wonderful encounter last night, the thin blanket still covering my stomach.

Aunt Ling had kept her promise, sucking and licking my erect penis.

At this moment, we were in a "卜" shape on the bed, but the dot of the "卜" was pointing upwards.

That is to say, Aunt Ling was lying on her side, her buttocks just an arm's length away from me.

I gazed at Aunt Ling's jade-like back, the soft curves of her body.

I stretched out my finger and gently circled it around the end of Aunt Ling's buttocks, near her tailbone.

Aunt Ling let out a soft moan, twisting her fair, round buttocks, tickled by the breath.

Her small mouth still held my penis, and she slightly turned her head, lifting a strand of hair to peek at me from the corner of her eye.

"Mmm... um... Xiao Zheng... is awake..."

The words coming from her small mouth, still holding my penis, were not very clear.

I pulled Aunt Ling's buttocks closer, and she moved in response.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the cleft of her buttocks.

Aunt Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Xiao Zheng... no... it tickles..."

I licked further in, a fishy smell rushing to my head, the lingering scent of last night's lewd night.

I licked Aunt Ling's tight anus.

Aunt Ling tilted her head back and pulled away from my penis, "Oh... good... good..."

I lifted Aunt Ling's right leg and moved it across my chest.

Aunt Ling now straddled my chest, her alluring buttocks swaying right in front of me.

Her small mouth held my penis, "Mmm...tsk...so big...big cock...I love it the most...I love Xiaozheng's big cock...

"

I stuck out my tongue and licked her vulva, curling her labia. I also occasionally slipped it inside.

"Oh...good...yes...yes...like that...yes...good...good..."

My tongue tip teased, pressed, and rubbed against the small clitoris on her vulva.

This drove Aunt Ling almost crazy.

We continued in this 69 position, freely tasting each other's genitals.

Aunt Ling's juices had already flowed down her thighs.

I pulled Aunt Ling up and made her lie face up on the bed. Looking down at this alluring beauty.

"Don't stare at your godmother like that, she'll get shy."

"We're already like this, why are you still calling yourself godmother?"

"Okay, Qiaoling will do as you say, good person, from now on you'll be called Qiaoling."

I lowered my head and buried it in her alluring breasts, licking them.

This time I wasn't reckless, I knew I could enjoy it slowly.

My tongue didn't go directly to her nipple; instead, I deliberately avoided it.

My tongue circled her breast, gradually moving towards the center.

I knew Aunt Ling was expecting me to suckle her nipple.

My penis rubbed against her labia, but wouldn't penetrate.

Aunt Ling was aroused by my teasing, biting her teeth, wishing I would insert my penis immediately.

Her small hand reached for my penis, trying to guide it into her vagina.

I slowly licked her beautiful breasts, circling the areola faster.

Then, as if casually, my tongue brushed against her erect nipple.

Aunt Ling seemed to be shocked by this tingling current, letting out an "Oh..." sound.

"Xiao Zheng, you're so good... so good at teasing... Qiao Ling's down there is so itchy right now, let's put it in and relieve the itch, okay?"

Aunt Ling was eager to guide my penis in with one hand, while the other hand moved to her breasts that my mouth couldn't reach. She

pinched and rubbed her nipple with her fingertips.

Now I knew Aunt Ling was getting horny.

I remained calm, still rubbing against the entrance.

"No, you call me Xiao Zheng, I can't accept that. What should you call me?"

Aunt Ling was sweating profusely, no longer caring about anything else.

"Dear husband... good husband... Qiaoling's good husband... Qiaoling begs you... put your big cock into my wet cunt..."

I straightened my cock and thrust it in.

Aunt Ling gasped, letting out an "Oh..." sound.

She exhaled after a long while.

"So full... so beautiful..."

I didn't start thrusting, but instead rubbed against it,

enjoying the warm, beautiful feeling of my cock inside her cunt, the comfortable pleasure of being tightly wrapped by the vaginal walls.

"Oh...good...good...my pussy is so full...so full...husband is the best...the best...the best..."

I started thrusting, and Aunt Ling cooperated with me in the most wanton and lewd way.

"Mmm...good...my pussy...loves...loves being fucked by husband...husband is the best...big cock

...fucks...fucks...my pussy...so...so good...oh...good...good...yes...yes

...again...again...my pussy...is...destined...to be fucked by...my dear...husband...to be fucked by...my...husband's big cock...big cock fucks..."

I thrust hard, and this time, I finally went all the way in.

Aunt Ling let out a soft "ah..." She hugged me tightly with both hands.

Her beautiful legs also wrapped around my waist and placed on my buttocks.

They held me tightly, making me unable to move.

Aunt Ling whispered in my ear, "Don't...don't move...this is...doing it to my heart...it's stretching...it's stretching my little hole...it hurts a bit..."

I was afraid I'd ruin this beautiful thing. I stopped listening to Aunt Ling.

I stuck out my tongue and started teasing Aunt Ling's earlobe.

After a while, I noticed that Aunt Ling's buttocks started to wiggle, rubbing against my penis.

"Good husband...you're so amazing...you even...even Qiaoling's...Qiaoling's earlobe...is...is an erogenous zone...you know..."

Heaven knows, I had no idea I'd stumbled upon this by accident.

Aunt Ling's buttocks started to wiggle up and down, actively thrusting my penis in and out, the movements getting bigger and bigger.

"Husband...it's okay...it's alright...come on...let me fuck your cunt to my heart's content..."

Hearing this, I immediately continued my previous thrusting, each time going all the way in.

Aunt Ling's legs straddled my waist, her little feet still wrapped around my buttocks.

"Oh...good...good...my pussy wants...want my...big...big cock...come...come...

fuck...fuck my pussy...my pussy wants...oh...this is good...good...good...good...

so good...comfortable...comfortable...oh...so comfortable...comfortable...oh...too...too beautiful...

my pussy...my pussy doesn't want to live anymore...come...again...fuck harder...fuck...fuck my pussy to death...husband...you...you're really good...good...so capable...my pussy...my pussy feels so good...so good...

oh...Qiao...Qiaoling...doesn't want to live anymore...doesn't want to live anymore...my pussy...my pussy...snow...my pussy is so beautiful...so good...snow...snow...snow...oh...my pussy...my pussy wants...want my...husband's...husband's...big cock...fuck my pussy every day...fuck my pussy every day...no...do it all the time...fuck my pussy...fuck it all the time...my pussy...my pussy...can't...can't live without...big cock..."

"...My...my pussy wants...I want a big cock...I want a big cock...keep fucking...keep fucking...I want a big cock...keep...

keep...keep thrusting...keep thrusting...insert it...into...my...pussy pussy..."

Aunt Ling was so wanton she was incoherent, her posture incredibly lewd.

The visual and auditory pleasure, combined with the pleasurable sensation from my penis, all combined to make my thrusts involuntarily quicken.

Aunt Ling's fingers were scratching wildly on my back, now pinching my back, digging into my flesh.

"Oh...oh...husband...husband...darling...darling husband...I...I...oh...oh...

I can't take it anymore...can't take it anymore...I'm going to...I'm going to...I'm going to...you too...hurry

...hurry up...come on...oh...

" With that "oh..." I also thrust into her pussy with all my might.

A tingling electric current spread throughout my body, and a stream of semen spurted out, splashing onto Aunt Ling's flower core.

Aunt Ling's fingers were still embedded in my back, pulling me towards her. I also leaned on Aunt Ling.

Aunt Ling's legs were tightly wrapped around me. I held her just as tightly, pressing my

penis firmly against her clitoris. Aunt Ling's clitoris opened and closed rhythmically,

both of us involuntarily convulsing and resonating with the approach of orgasm.

Our lips were pressed together, our tongues intertwining.

After a while, Aunt Ling gradually loosened her grip, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest.

"Good husband, you're amazing. Every time is a completely new and exciting experience.

Qiaoling loves you, Qiaoling can never live without you." "Aunt Ling, I love you too."

"Husband, even now, you're embarrassing me by calling me Aunt Ling, just call me Qiaoling."

"Okay, Qiaoling. My dearest wife."

We lay on the bed like that for a long time.

Qiaoling let me stay on top of her like that.

"Honey, it's time to get up. You must be hungry.

Let's take a shower, and Qiaoling will make breakfast for you." I propped myself up, kneeling up. I pulled Qiaoling up with me.

I left Qiaoling's body between my legs and got out of bed.

As I walked towards my room, Qiaoling grabbed my hand, pointing in another direction.

"Honey, where are you going? The bathroom is over here."

I was pleasantly surprised and turned to pick Qiaoling up. Qiaoling gasped softly.

We went into the bathroom together for a bath, letting each other wash our bodies.

When Qiaoling washed my genitals, my penis became erect again.

After some masturbation, Qiaoling knelt down and performed oral sex on me, swallowing all my semen.

After we finished our bath, I went back to my room to get dressed. When we sat down at the dining table, we weren't having breakfast, but lunch.

Chapter Eight: The Teacher's Teasing I never imagined that a hacker intrusion would turn into this.

It actually made my long-cherished sexual fantasy come true. All of this was completely unexpected.

That day at the dinner table, Qiaoling and I made a three-point agreement.

Once outside the door, she was my godmother, and I had to respect her. I couldn't let outsiders see us.

Even if outsiders were present, I still had to respect her status as my godmother.

When she was teaching me, she was my teacher, and I had to be respectful, attentive, and not overstep my bounds.

These were the three points I had to abide by. Apart from that, we could treat each other as husband and wife.

Naturally, she wouldn't object to whatever I wanted to do.

That day, after we finished eating, I excitedly lifted Qiaoling onto the empty table and we had a passionate encounter.

Only then did I realize that Qiaoling wasn't just going through the motions; she was serious, and she truly wanted to submit to me.

Because of me, Qiaoling had originally planned to throw away all her sex toys.

She said, "Now that I'm here, what's the point of those?"

But I kept them all, saying they could be kept as mementos or for research.

Qiaoling, of course, agreed and entrusted them all to me.

From that moment on, we slept in each other's arms every night.

Sometimes I slept in her room, sometimes in my room, and I also slept in the three guest rooms downstairs.

Every room in the house bore the marks of our sweat, vaginal fluids, and semen.

Another time, late at night, I wore only a coat and shoes, while Qiaoling wore a long coat, nothing but high heels and stockings.

We took the elevator to the basement parking lot and, when no one was around, made love in the car.

When we took the elevator back upstairs, Qiaoling held the button, and we had another passionate encounter.

Qiaoling unleashed the pent-up desires of the past years.

As for me? Only one word: "Incredibly pleasurable."

Of course, all of this was meticulously recorded in my diary.

The difference was that Qiaoling no longer intruded on her feelings and thoughts through her computer in her room.

Instead, she sat on my lap, occasionally filling in any details I missed.

Qiaoling hadn't forgotten the responsibilities my mother had entrusted to her.

We still went to class every day. At this point, I had to call her Aunt Ling.

Otherwise, she would get angry.

That day, when it was time, Qiaoling told me to go back to my room and sit at my desk to prepare for class.

She needed to print some things for me to do English reading exercises. She would come over for class in a little while.

When she came over, there were a few sheets of paper on my desk. I looked at them and saw that they were articles from the alt.sex. stories news group.

She said, "Erotic literature is also a kind of literature, so don't look down on it because of that. On the contrary, those who think it's obscene and dirty and disdain to read it or want to eradicate it completely are the ones who can't face the fact that they also have this side to themselves and dare not look at their own hearts. Of course, it is necessary to regulate those whose minds are not yet mature and not mislead them into making improper behavior. But for those whose minds are mature, they should not be deprived of their personal freedom to obtain these things."

This was written by someone using the pen name arclight.

Aunt Ling wanted me to understand the unfamiliar words in the article, point out the grammatical and spelling errors, and correct them. As

I read this spicy and erotic article, my shorts started to bulge.

I asked Aunt Ling to let me take off my lower body, otherwise it would be difficult to read like this. Aunt Ling did not allow it.

No matter how much I pleaded with Aunt Ling, she wouldn't agree.

After I understood the new words and corrected my mistakes, my penis was already rock hard, just waiting for Aunt Ling to say "class dismissed" so we could resume our marital status.

While I was reading, Aunt Ling went back to her room briefly. Now, as she walked into the study, she unbuttoned a few buttons on her blouse, saying, "So hot, so hot

." I was puzzled; the central air conditioning was working fine.

Just as I was about to speak, I saw that Aunt Ling's areolas were almost visible.

Naturally, I shut my mouth and stared blankly at her.

"What's wrong? Don't you like my clothes?"

Aunt Ling asked.

Good heavens, that outfit was unwearable even without unbuttoning.

The skirt was so short, so incredibly short.

And the silk blouse paired with her jade-like breasts was breathtaking.

With Aunt Ling's breath, her breasts rose and fell…

I tried to compliment her, but only managed to open my mouth; no words came out.

This beautiful goddess is my godmother, my tutor, my Aunt Ling, and Qiaoling, whom I've shared a bed with these past few days.

Finally, I cleared my throat and managed only, "Wow!"

"I guess that's a compliment, thank you. What do you think? If a teacher dressed like this for class, what do you think? I don't think students would doze off or look around, right?"

"I…I think the students' eyes would only be on you,"

I said, turning my chair towards Aunt Ling.

I was telling the truth; I'd learned it. Honesty is never wrong.

Students would stare at you, imagining you stripped naked.

During class, only one hand would be on the desk; after class, there would be puddles of semen on the floor.

Aunt Ling casually picked up a book, walked over to me, and bent down towards me.

"If the teacher asks a question, how much can you see?"

How much could I see?

It was truly a breathtaking sight. I saw two beautiful breasts hanging before my eyes, a silver necklace of two dolphins dangling between them, and two ripe melons completely exposed.

Even though I tasted them every day, saw them every day, and slept with them on my pillow, I could only stare blankly, mouth agape.

"Hey! Were you asleep?"

I snapped out of my daze and looked up at Aunt Ling.

Her eyes were full of smiles.

"Tell me, it's okay, how much did you see? Cleavage? Chest? Breasts? Or what you guys call nipples?"

"I...I...I saw almost everything, Aunt Ling, your beautiful breasts are practically all exposed. There will never be more perfect breasts and nipples."

"Young man, you have a sweet tongue."

Aunt Ling then straightened up and adjusted her top.

My lower body was throbbing uncomfortably, but Aunt Ling was still teasing me, still playing this fun yet cruel game.

Aunt Ling turned around, her back to me.

"Isn't it too short? Won't it show?"

I thought it best to be honest. "Almost there, it's dangerously close."

"By the way, I own a few schools. I'll go teach a few classes as a substitute teacher sometime for fun. If it shows my panties, I'll just wear a thong... no, I might as well not wear anything underneath... but then I'll have to trim my pubic hair..."

Hearing this, I almost choked.

If Aunt Ling took it seriously, there would be a group of lucky guys and me, extremely jealous.

Aunt Ling actually turned her back to me, stood with her legs straight, bent over, lifted her skirt, and pulled down her panties.

I started to suspect that Aunt Ling was testing my limits.

Suddenly, everything went black as Aunt Ling's panties flew towards me.

"You little pervert, haven't you gotten tired of looking at it after seeing it so many times?"

After saying that, Aunt Ling immediately put her skirt down again.

...I'm about to explode. I begged for the end of class again!

"Hmm, not yet, but since it's so hot, let's be lenient. Shorts are okay, but underwear isn't. Class is in session."

She quickly pulled down her shorts, which made her feel a bit better.

Her erect penis was even more noticeable, and of course, traces of pre-ejaculate were clearly visible on her underwear.

I wondered how long it would take before I heard the bell ring for the end of class.

I knew very well that if I crossed the line during class, I wouldn't be able to play around for the next few days.

But, would a teacher really turn her back to her students and lift her skirt to take off her panties?

I… I'd better not take that risk.

Aunt Ling chuckled softly at this point, leaving me completely bewildered.

"You're a naughty student, not paying attention in class. Look at you, what a mess!" Her finger lightly touched the head of my penis.

I almost lost control and ejaculated right then and there.

Aunt Ling teased me, saying, "Students should respect their teachers and shouldn't react like this, right? Let me think... how should we handle this situation... Hmm, we can wait and let it subside naturally..."

Now I shamelessly persisted, "Aunt Ling, with a teacher like you here, it's impossible for it to subside!"

I thought, maybe this time I could hear the end of class.

"Or..."

Ah, a chance. I stared at Aunt Ling's lips, hoping she would utter those two words. "Or what?"

"Or, we can roll up the book and bang it down hard. Kill it!"

"What???"

Aunt Ling chuckled, clearly enjoying teasing me.

She was having a blast, while I was suffering terribly.

"Okay, I'll think about it some more."

Aunt Ling stood in front of me, picked up her previously removed panties, crossed her arms over her chest, the panties dangling from her little finger, watching my erection.

She seemed to be plotting something, but my eyes were fixed on her breasts, her two jade-like arms supporting them like frames. Even her nipples seemed to be peeking out.

Suddenly, her panties slipped off her little finger, arcing through the air behind her.

They landed a short distance behind her.

Aunt Ling gasped, "Oh, I was so careless,"

and turned around to bend down and pick them up.

As she bent down, her short skirt naturally rode up.

Aunt Ling's beautiful buttocks were perfectly displayed before my eyes.

"My God!" I couldn't help but exclaim.

"What did you say?" Aunt Ling, still bent over, turned back to ask me.

"If you're not wearing anything underneath, you have to hold on tight.

Picking things up like that could kill someone." "Did you see something you shouldn't have?"

Aunt Ling looked at me innocently. Then, she straightened up very slowly.

God's perfect masterpiece, those moon-like buttocks, I could look at them for many years to come without ever getting tired of it.

"Yes, I saw your butt, clearly saw your anus, even your genitals." Remember, honesty is the best policy.

"Oh, being a teacher is really not easy, you have to pay attention to this. Losing your dignity is really embarrassing."

Right, then hurry up and say class is over. I thought to myself.

Now the wet patch on my underwear has grown bigger, and it looks like it's about to burst.

Aunt Ling is still facing away from me. This time she bent down a little. "How much?"

"Huh? How much what?"

"From this angle, how much can you see?"

God! The game isn't over yet!

"Not much, I can just glimpse some hair from the hem of my skirt."

"How about like this?" She bent down a little more.

"I can see the edge of your labia."

"How about like this?" Now it's at a right angle.

"You can see your anus slightly, and most of your mons pubis is visible."

I really wanted to give in and let my semen spray out.

"What if I drop my pen, it's not appropriate to bend down like this?"

Aunt Ling said, and once again presented her entire body to me.

And she just kept bending like this. Not only that, she also gently swayed her waist.

Even more surprisingly, her anus deliberately contracted a few times.

"You absolutely shouldn't do this if someone with a heart condition is around."

"Thanks, I understand now." Aunt Ling slowly straightened up again.

I wouldn't get tired of looking at her for years, I'd be willing to drown in her.

"Okay, back to the main topic, let's see if your tent has deflated."

Aunt Ling turned around as she spoke.

"My God, it's even bigger now!"

You still ask? Wasn't it all you who teased me?

"Stand up, let me see."

See? I just want to do it now.

I still got up as instructed. Unexpectedly, because of my underwear, I couldn't even stand up now.

"Okay, you can take it out. Look how painfully you're stretched."

"So class is over?" I reached for my waist to take off my underwear.

"Good morning, you little pervert. I haven't even discussed my reading notes with you yet. I mean, it can stick its head out, I didn't say I could take off my underwear."

This situation is really ridiculous.

My penis stood erect from the opening in the middle of my underwear.

It silently roared at Aunt Ling… I want it!

Aunt Ling laughed again.

“I bet you’ll tear even the elephant and banana underwear for sex toys.”

If you knew that, wouldn’t you be calling for the end of class?

Aunt Ling bent down to inspect, reaching out to pull the opening open a little.

My two testicles popped out.

“Hey, isn’t this more comfortable?”

I thought, putting it into your little hole. We’d both feel like we were in heaven.

“Come on, you’re drooling, let me wipe it.” Saying this, Aunt Ling used her panties to wipe my glans.

Ah, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I don’t want to play anymore. I don’t want you to wipe it, I want to fuck you, teacher!!!

Aunt Ling gently stroked my penis up and down with her panties.

“Ah…” I sighed. I realized I was almost there.

Aunt Ling saw my glans starting to contract, but suddenly snapped back to reality.

“Hmm, I’m the teacher, class is in session.”

She withdrew her hand. She pushed me back into the chair.

Then, she moved closer, spread her legs, and straddled my lap.

Her short skirt was bunched up by the straddling motion.

From my angle, I could see a thick patch of dark pubic hair on Aunt Ling's lower body; she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt.

Aunt Ling's mons pubis was just centimeters in front of my erect penis.

I felt wet and sticky; a few drops of vaginal fluid had already dripped onto my thighs.

Aunt Ling's hands reached around me to grab the back of the chair to prevent her from falling backward. She turned the chair to face the desk.

Now, a pair of beautiful breasts were right in front of me, and the silver dolphin necklace trembled slightly before my eyes, reflecting and shimmering. "Qiaoling, I respect you. But if this continues, I won't be able to maintain the teacher-student relationship. My dear, shall we end class?"

"How can I? How can I achieve anything great if I can't control myself?"

Saying this, she leaned back slightly against the desk.

In this position, her two little dolphins were nestled in her cleavage.

Her pink nipples reappeared... her breasts bounced out!

At this critical juncture, I'm given a chance to be taught a lesson, but what I want is a lesson in penis. Oh...

"Call me Aunt Ling in class. Also, respect the teacher."

Aunt Ling said this, but she wrapped her arms around my neck, propped herself up on her toes, pressed her breasts against my mouth, and rubbed her vulva against my glans.

Aunt Ling stood on her tiptoes, supporting herself with them, and now her lower body was pressed against my glans.

"Oh, do me a favor, pull my shirt up. It's unbecoming of a teacher to be like this."

I leaned forward slightly, trying to put her breasts back inside her shirt.

At this moment, my penis slid down Aunt Ling's lower abdomen, her pubic hair gently brushing against it.

A tingling, numbing sensation ran through me. The glans pressed against her labia .

"Hey, young man, I'm your teacher. Still daydreaming? Put it back."

Suddenly, Aunt Ling trembled, her toes lost their balance, and the glans went in!

"Aunt Ling, be careful! You should sit down."

Aunt Ling's eyes glazed over slightly, and she took a breath.

Then she slowly sat back on my lap.

My penis slowly entered her vagina.

Aunt Ling looked down, watching her vagina slowly swallow my penis.

"Hey, hey, young man, teachers are sacred. How can you be so disrespectful to your teacher?"

She pressed her finger against my forehead, making me look up at her.

As she spoke, another centimeter of her penis approached my vagina.

I was a little confused, and also found it a bit ridiculous.

Was it a student being disrespectful to the teacher? I didn't move; you sat on me yourself.

My hands were still holding those breasts, and I tentatively licked them.

Then I took one of her breasts into my mouth.

"Tell the teacher, do you think this article is good or not?"

I buried my head in Aunt Ling's breasts, nodding and making "mmm, mmm..." sounds.

Aunt Ling leaned back, making her breasts leave my mouth.

"What's wrong? Is this article making you so excited that you can't speak?" She said, lowering her body.

My glans entered her moist, warm vagina.

The first thrust filled me with pleasure, and Aunt Ling couldn't help but gasp, letting out a soft "ah."

"Teachers shouldn't have inappropriate relationships with students, right?"

She said, then thrust her penis into her vagina again.

"Aunt Ling, class is over, okay?"

I supported her back with my hands, preventing her from losing her balance and falling.

"How can you? You didn't answer my questions."

She said, circling my penis a few times.

My penis, inserted into her vagina, was being rubbed against the tightly surrounding flesh, feeling incredibly pleasurable.

"Yes, Aunt Ling… this article made my penis hard. The imagined scenes in my mind are more stimulating than real pictures."

I slightly withdrew my penis, wanting to push it upwards.

Aunt Ling saw through my intentions, and as I pushed upwards, she also raised her body, preventing my penis from penetrating further. Aunt Ling was deliberately teasing me.

"That's how articles are; the descriptions are more detailed, unlike pictures, which compress the space for imagination."

Aunt Ling said, letting her vagina rub against my penis a few more times.

"Oh, I'm really not a good teacher, am I?"

"How so?"

I took the opportunity to thrust a few more times. I licked her nipple with my tongue.

Aunt Ling then raised her body again, letting the head of my penis rub against her clitoris.

"Teachers shouldn't have inappropriate relationships with students, right?"

"Aunt Ling, you're teaching me how to make love. Which teacher can compare to you?"

I said, thrusting in again, and with a "plop," I entered her vagina.

"Teachers shouldn't tease their students like this."

Aunt Ling said, lifting her buttocks slightly.

"Right?"

Then she sat down heavily. Instantly, I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me.

I couldn't speak, only managing a soft "hmm.

" "So you agree that teachers shouldn't tease their students?" she said, lifting her vulva again.

"No, no..." I hurriedly thrust my penis in again.

"This is testing the students' limits of endurance, teaching them how to respond when flirted with by the opposite sex."

"So what I'm doing is right?"

Aunt Ling said, then started moving her vagina up and down on my penis again.

"Yes, yes, yes..." I thrust hard.

"If someone saw a teacher doing this to a student, what would you say?" Aunt Ling asked, lifting her vulva again.

"I would say that the teacher is teaching students about sex through her own actions."

Aunt Ling was satisfied with my answer, sat down again, and moved her vagina a few more times.

Suddenly, she remembered something and lifted her vulva again. "Then, isn't the teacher being very lewd?"

"No, I'm completely dedicating myself to educating students, how can that be considered lewd?" I answered hastily, afraid that Aunt Ling might change her mind and leave.

"Hmm, yes... I'm wholeheartedly dedicating myself to educating students."

Saying this, she started moving up and down vigorously again.

As my penis began to swell and was about to erupt, Aunt Ling almost went mad.

We both let out a simultaneous "Oh..." as my semen gushed into her vagina. We both

reached orgasm at the same time.

Aunt Ling collapsed towards me, and I held her tightly.

We stayed like that for several minutes, savoring the afterglow.

We slowly regulated our breathing, achieving harmony.

Finally, Aunt Ling came to her senses, resting her chin on my head.

She said softly, "I think I shouldn't try being a substitute teacher. I'm more suited to be your tutor."

Yes, that's more like it.

I gently lifted Aunt Ling's beautiful breasts and put them back inside her clothes.

Aunt Ling tried to stand up, her legs trembling slightly.

I watched as a glistening liquid flowed from her vulva onto my exhausted penis.

"See? I told you. I have a way to make it go away."

"Hmm."

What else could I say?

Aunt Ling kept staring at my genitals,

watching the wet residue after this game.

"I'm so sorry, did the teacher cause this? Come on, let me make amends and clean it up."

Aunt Ling bent down and lifted my penis. Even though I had just ejaculated, a wave of pleasure still washed over me.

Because Aunt Ling's legs were still trembling slightly, she simply knelt down.

At the same time, she took off the underwear I was always wearing.

She picked up the pair of shorts on the ground and began to gently wipe my thighs.

I looked down, and my beautiful breasts were clearly displayed in front of me.

"Really, you dirty child, come on, let me clean it up."

Her tongue emerged from her small, red lips and licked my scrotum. After licking it, her tongue moved like a snake to the base of my penis.

Then her tongue began to lick up and down along my penis.

What kind of cleaning is this? If it goes any further, it'll spray everywhere.

Watching Aunt Ling intently sucking and licking, I didn't want to protest at all.

Finally, Aunt Ling licked the glans, her small mouth encircling it, her upper and lower lips circling my glans.

She glanced at me, then lowered her head, and half of my penis was in her mouth.

Another glance, another lowering, and now about two-thirds of it was in.

Pressing against her throat, Aunt Ling seemed to be in some pain.

I felt a little sorry for her. So I reached for Aunt Ling's hair.

Her head lowered again, and my entire penis was in her throat.

Aunt Ling continued this up-and-down motion for a while.

Now I was thinking, since class wasn't over yet, could I bring Aunt Ling up and have some tender time?

"Okay, there, it's clean."

Aunt Ling's mouth left my penis, and she looked up at me.

Then she stood up, holding onto the chair.

Turning around, she took two unsteady steps towards the door, supporting herself on the desk. What? It's over just like that?

"No way, she's just going to leave me like this?"

Before I could even protest, Aunt Ling, having passed the desk, lost her footing, her legs buckled, and she collapsed to her knees, landing on all fours.

Seeing this, I forgot about my own needs and quickly got up to help Aunt Ling up.

She didn't stand up; her beautiful buttocks swayed slightly towards me.

Just as I reached out and my hand touched her waist, I heard a soft voice.

"Class dismissed!"
01-18
Chapter Nine: The Boy Who Cried Wolf What to do when the coffee beans are gone? Of course, get some fresh beans!

Aunt Ling has a particular fondness for espresso.

Sometimes, she'll even get up in the middle of the night to brew a cup before going back upstairs to wash up and go to sleep.

The so-called energizing effect only applies to the first cup of the day; afterwards, it seems to have no effect on Aunt Ling at all, but rather helps her fall asleep peacefully.

Aunt Ling said that it was because of espresso that she came to understand Su Su better.

Aunt Ling told me that Su Su used to work in the same lab on the same floor as her in college.

Their advisors were even close friends and fellow students.

(Both professors are now retired honorary professors, but the university still reserves offices for them, so they still visit each other daily.)

Su Su's coffee is exceptional; Aunt Ling often skips her own lab to go to Su Su's to drink coffee, read, and chat.

When Aunt Ling spoke of this, her eyes held a certain gleam, a light I couldn't quite grasp or describe.

I only know that although Aunt Ling's heart is entirely devoted to me, I still feel a touch of jealousy, a hint of envy, whenever she talks about Su Su.

That day, when Aunt Ling and Su Su met at the coffee shop, Su Su brought two pounds of beans for Aunt Ling.

Aunt Ling raved about them. She's been using those beans for the past few days.

I think only Su Su could truly appreciate Aunt Ling's several-fold dose of espresso.

Aunt Ling feels uneasy if she doesn't drink her particularly bitter, unbearably bitter coffee—the kind that would make most people vomit—all day long.

But Aunt Ling always makes a mistake, and coffee beans always run out, like today.

So, she immediately called Su Su.

Knowing her personality, she wouldn't allow outsiders to come to her door, not even for coffee beans.

So, besides having Su Su deliver them personally, she had to go to Su Su to pick them up.

Aunt Ling's call pulled Su Su out of a meeting, asking about the source of the beans and inquiring about the company's size. If it was listed, the group would acquire it on the US stock market; if it was small, they would buy it and incorporate it into the group; at the very least, they would secure its exclusive distribution rights in their home country. Su Su agreed to fly over next week to talk to the company.

Aunt Ling told him to take his child along for fun, with all expenses covered by the company, and she promised to return to the company during the trip.

Of course, this didn't solve the immediate problem: the coffee beans! Aunt Ling asked Su Su about her schedule for the day.

Su Su had a group meeting scheduled that day, and reviewing reports from each subsidiary would take a whole day, so Aunt Ling specially allowed the deputy CEO to handle it. That day, she unexpectedly had a free day.

Su Su said he happened to want to go back and see his teacher, so Aunt Ling combined the coffee and teacher visit into one trip and asked Su Su to pick him up.

Besides Su Su having a free day, another person also had a day off: Xiao Zhao, the secretary shared by Aunt Ling and Su Su.

Originally, Aunt Ling was going bowling with me, but no matter how much I said I didn't want her to leave me alone, so Xiao Zhao accompanied me instead.

After everything was settled, Aunt Ling went to change.

When she came to the living room, I really had to say, God is unfair.

Noble, elegant, and dignified—that's how outsiders usually see Aunt Ling.

Now, Aunt Ling was wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and a ponytail, looking completely different.

She looked like she had just graduated from university, fresh-faced, gentle, and with a touch of playfulness.

The smile playing on his lips and in his eyes was enough to melt anyone's heart.

No wonder only Su Su could have such a close relationship with Aunt Ling; he's such a blockhead! He couldn't even notice these things.

Just before I left, my mother called.

She barely mentioned me, her son, and instead wanted to chat with Aunt Ling, asking her to visit my parents' company sometime. The two of them were laughing and joking, which I found strange. Didn't they know that overseas calls cost money?

It wasn't until Aunt Ling glanced at the time that she realized she had made Su Su wait at the coffee shop for quite a while.

Aunt Ling then hurriedly grabbed her bag and left.

"Xiao Zheng, remember. When you get to the coffee shop later, Xiao Zhao will pick you up. Call her Sister Zhao. Don't be disrespectful."

After saying that, she lightly kissed my lips and left.

Not long after, Xiao Zhao arrived in her car.

To be honest, Xiao Zhao is quite good-looking, only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, 168 cm tall, with a curvaceous figure, especially those long legs. Any man who doesn't turn around and stare is wasting his eyes.

I noticed that initially, when Xiao Zhao went to the fairway, there were many more balls going downhill.

Later, whenever Xiao Zhao went to the fairway, the hall became noticeably emptier.

Quite a few people even stood behind us watching.

Although Xiao Zhao's golf skills are probably around 180 or 190, what I admire most about her is her typing ability—it's truly amazing.

I heard that Su Su poached Xiao Zhao from a translation agency.

Speaking of which, I wonder if Su Su is lucky or unlucky; surrounded by beautiful women, she's still… a blockhead.

However, I haven't seen Su Su's daughter, Xiao Han, yet. Aunt Ling said she's a gentle and devoted beauty, praising her endlessly.

Just as we were playing, Xiao Zhao's phone rang.

It was Aunt Ling calling, and Xiao Zhao handed the phone to me.

"Xiao Zheng, Aunt Ling rushed out and forgot her keys. After you're done playing, have Sister Zhao take you home as soon as possible. Otherwise, Aunt Ling will be left on the streets."

"We played ten rounds each, and then Xiao Zhao took me home. He dropped me off at the coffee shop and then left.

One should be honest; if my mind weren't so preoccupied with Qiaoling, I would have stared intently at Xiao Zhao from head to toe the whole time, scrutinizing him closely. I wouldn't have missed a single opportunity to spy on him.

I went straight upstairs to Aunt Ling's house, intending to wait for her to return.

As soon as I opened the door, my eyes lit up. What

greeted me wasn't an empty house, but rather a round, white, plump bottom.

Aunt Ling was only wearing a shirt over her upper body and a pair of silver high-heeled shoes. She was kneeling on the floor, not even turning her head. 'Xiao Zheng, I just finished showering, and my contact lens fell out. Can you help me find it?'

Because she was kneeling, the hem of her shirt had bunched up and wasn't buttoned, hanging loosely on both sides.

Facing her soft, white buttocks, which were swaying slightly towards me, I, who had originally wanted to go home and spend some quality time with Aunt Ling, didn't care about my contact lens at all."

The door closed, and I quickly pulled down my pants, not even taking off my clothes. I knelt behind Aunt Ling, one hand on Qiaoling's waist, the other guiding my penis, and thrust it into her vagina.

Qiaoling was jolted by my thrust, her head snapping back, her ponytail swaying, and she gasped. A

warm, pleasurable sensation immediately spread through my body.

Qiaoling finally uttered two words, "So good!"

Only then did I realize that Qiaoling's vagina was already wet, waiting for me to "come home."

I leaned down, pressing against Qiaoling's back, and moved my hands forward, lifting her beautiful breasts.

Qiaoling's firm nipples were positioned between my middle and index fingers, and I mischievously twisted them, eliciting a soft moan from her.

I pressed my lips against Qiaoling's earlobe and said, "Little slut, what's wrong? You want my cock so badly?"

"Oh, it's all your fault, husband. When I was talking to the teacher, you were all I could think about. My panties were all wet. Luckily, I didn't faint and embarrass myself. I rushed back as soon as I saw the teacher had some beans. Come on, big cock brother, move a little, fuck my little slut hard, relieve the itch in my little slut." As she spoke, she thrust

her buttocks back a few times. It seemed that Qiaoling was really horny. My cock was already inside her. I decided to try my luck and pulled out my penis, leaving only the glans inside her.

"Slut, if you want it, do it yourself. Let me see how horny you are."

Unexpectedly, I actually succeeded.

Qiaoling pursed her lips, thrust her buttocks back against my cock, and took the initiative to fuck my cock.

I couldn't bear to watch. She had said too harshly. I leaned forward and kissed and licked her earlobe.

"My dear wife, come, let your husband enjoy himself and see what you're capable of. Come on." He thrust forcefully a few times.

Finally, Qiaoling let out an "Oh!" and opened her pursed lips.

I straightened up again, stroking her beautiful buttocks.

Watching Qiaoling actively thrusting against me from behind, making soft moaning sounds, she

turned back to look at me, "Husband, are you satisfied with this service from your humble concubine?"

Satisfied? It was simply paradise.

I bent down again, kneading her beautiful breasts.

"What humble concubine, my wife?"

With that, I straightened up, holding Qiaoling's waist, and thrust forcefully.

"Oh...good, good...good...again...again...again...um...beautiful...come...little...little cunt...want...want...oh, good...yes...hard...hard...hard...fuck...fuck...fuck me...cunt wants...want...again...again...so good...oh...husband...you're so strong...so strong...the best...the best...so strong...so strong...comfortable...comfortable...ah...snow...snow...

come...fuck...fuck cunt...come...oh...good...good...so good...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck

...fuck...snow...cunt...the best...the best...the best...the best...big...big cock...ah...so good...so good...good brother...so good...good...harder...fuck harder...fuck me to death...fuck...fuck my cunt until it's broken...come...come..."

I don't know if Qiaoling understands what she's moaning, but it sounds really good.

Touching her buttocks, I look at her anus. That chrysanthemum bud that's been teasing me these past few days.

Qiaoling's anus had a fragrance. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, it smelled like flowers. I don't know if that counts as unusual.

Anyway, it was winking at me right now.

I reached down and dabbed some of her vaginal fluid on my hand to lubricate it. Then I poked my index finger in.

A resistance gripped my finger tightly, and I could only insert one knuckle.

This caused Qiaoling to tilt her head back and gasp for breath.

As my finger tightened and loosened in her anus, Qiaoling cried out, "Oh...it'll...it'll come...I...I'll...it'll come...I'm going to...I'm going to come...I'm going to come..."

What a load of rubbish, she even got a 90-something in logic in college. But, who cares about the knuckles?

Slowly, her anus adapted to the presence of my finger and relaxed a bit. I could insert two knuckles. So I was simultaneously thrusting my penis and finger into Aunt Ling's vagina and anus.

Clearly, this stimulation was a completely new experience for Qiaoling, taking her to another level. She cried out, "I want...I want...my...husband...I want...I want to...do it every day...my dear brother...my dear Dada...I want...I want...I want to ascend to heaven..." She

trembled, wrapped her arms around me, and collapsed onto the sofa.

I quickly used my left hand to protect Qiaoling's forehead and my right hand to protect her chest, letting her upper body fall onto the sofa.

Qiaoling...was overwhelmed with pleasure.

For a moment, I dared not move, letting Qiaoling's full breasts and weight press against my right arm.

My mouth was close to Qiaoling's left ear, my tongue licking it, occasionally gently nibbling at her earlobe.

After a long while, Qiaoling slowly woke up.

She turned her head, gave a coquettish "Mmm, husband," and her tongue entered my mouth, lingering for a long time.

During the kiss, I dared not move, afraid of hurting Qiaoling.

However, human physiology is not so simple.

Although I didn't move, my penis, inserted into Qiaoling's tender vagina, involuntarily swelled and throbbed against the vaginal walls with the flow of blood.

Qiaoling said softly, "Darling, I want some water."

Hearing this, I propped myself up with my left arm and wrapped my right arm around Qiaoling to straighten my upper body. Although I hadn't ejaculated yet, my penis was still very hard, and I thought it would be better to pull it out. Just as I was about to

do so, Qiaoling immediately wrapped her right arm around my buttocks from behind, stopping me.

"No, don't pull it out. Let's go together."

And so, with my penis still inside her tender vagina and me supporting her waist from behind, we became one, and Qiaoling began to crawl towards the kitchen using both hands and feet.

I originally wanted to pick Qiaoling up from behind so she could drink the water sooner.

But Qiaoling refused and insisted on crawling.

Halfway there, our desire was aroused again.

Qiaoling would suddenly stop, allowing me to thrust into her unexpectedly.

Occasionally, I would mischievously change my pace and thrust into her.

Every two or three steps we climbed, we heard Qiaoling's little mouth make a "hiss," "ah," and "oh" sound...

Finally, we reached the refrigerator after thrusting all the way.

When Qiaoling stood up, her hand on the refrigerator,

I held her waist and thrust hard.

Qiaoling drank from the refrigerator while involuntarily moaning with pleasure, while I continued to thrust inside her.

Needless to say, the orange juice was spilled not only on Qiaoling's intoxicated face, body, and clothes, but also on me, even in the kitchen.

The poor jar finally slipped from Qiaoling's hand with my thrust and fell to the floor.

"Stop...stop...stop...okay...ah...ah...husband...stop...stop...just a little while...

" I finally slowed down.

"So...darling...husband...you're the best. I loved it just now. Let's climb upstairs to bed again, okay?"

I held her slender waist and thrust hard, lifting her alluring legs off the ground, making Qiaoling gasp again, a sign of my agreement.

I'd never taken so long to climb a flight of stairs in my life.

And I never knew climbing stairs could be so pleasurable.

First my shirt, then Qiaoling's blouse, lay scattered on the floor from the kitchen to the stairs.

Finally, her high heels also fell onto the steps.

This time, my lust burned fiercely; every step or two, every two steps, I would stop and thrust.

The handrail and the walls along the stairs were covered with Qiaoling's sweaty handprints.

On the last three steps, Qiaoling's hands braced against the second-floor floor.

I grabbed Qiaoling's waist and began to thrust violently again.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...good...good...brother...brother...so strong...so strong...oh...

top...top...top...top...snow...snow...heart...it's...it's...dear brother...dear...dear husband...yes...yes...little...little slut...so beautiful...so beautiful...good...so good...so beautiful...so beautiful...faster...faster...so

good...so good...so good...so good...so full...so good...so wonderful...so...so beautiful......

comfortable...oh...oh..."

Qiaoling's legs went weak, she didn't step properly on the stairs, and the two of us fell forward. I took the opportunity to press down on Qiaoling's back, and this time my penis, with the momentum of the forward movement, thrust into Qiaoling's little hole without reservation. Qiaoling

let out a soft "oh...".

That's how we got to the second floor.

Since Qiaoling said she wanted to go to the bed, then we had to achieve our goal.

We got up, my penis still inside her little hole, and continued towards the door.

Finally, we got close to our room.

Just as Qiaoling's hand climbed onto the mattress and she slightly sat up, I launched another fierce attack.

"Oh...oh...good...good man...dear...dear husband...sister...sister...want...want...no...can't take it...

can't take it...faster...faster...I...we...together...together...again...

want to come...so good...so good...my...my pussy...want...want to be...dear...dear husband...husband...fuck...fuck...fuck to heaven...yes...so good...so good...can't...can't take it...can't take it...I...I...can't...can't take it...I...I'm going to heaven...ah...ah...

"

My penis, amidst Qiaoling's trembling, also broke through her defenses.

Waves of pleasure swept over us, and we collapsed onto the bed in the throes of orgasm. A surge of heat rushed into Qiaoling's tender pussy.

Lying on my side on the bed, my penis was still inserted in Qiaoling's warm, moist pussy.

Exhausted, I still held Qiaoling tightly with both hands, but I was too weak to move anymore.

I held Qiaoling tightly in my arms, and we both fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I found that Qiaoling was already awake.

She didn't want to wake me, letting me hold her tightly, one hand still clutching one of her breasts.

Qiaoling simply kissed my arm softly.

I returned the kiss, kissing the hair in front of my mouth.

Only then did Qiaoling realize that I was awake.

She turned her head, looked up at me, and softly said, "Husband, Qiaoling is so happy, so happy."

With a radiant smile, Qiaoling's eyes welled up with tears.

I hurriedly kissed Qiaoling's face,

trying to stop the tears from flowing.

Eyes, cheeks, nose, mouth—I kissed her everywhere. Kissing. Kissing…

At this moment, my penis had withdrawn from Qiaoling's body.

Qiaoling turned over to face me.

She kissed my lips back. She held on for a long time before letting go.

She whispered, "Husband, husband…" and buried her head in my chest.

The tickling sensation from her hair was pleasant, a little itchy and tingling, but it also made me want to laugh, like being tickled.

I... laughed anyway.

I pulled Qiaoling closer, letting her head rest on my chest.

I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly.

We lay like that for a while. Until... my stomach rumbled.

Qiaoling cried out "Ouch!" and got up.

Touching the ground, she hadn't quite adjusted yet, and stumbled towards the bathroom.

"Honey, I'll just take a quick shower and then go make dinner,"

I said, lying on the bed, watching the beautiful woman, her white skin swaying her alluring hips, go into the bathroom.

After a splash of water, Qiaoling came out, drying her hair with a large towel.

"Honey, you should take a shower too. We can eat right after,"

she said, walking into the dressing room. When she came out, she was still completely naked.

I watched her beautiful breasts bounce as she walked past the bed.

Qiaoling threw the large towel at my head. "Hurry up and go!" I heard a "click" as something was thrown next to Qiaoling's computer.

As I removed the large towel covering my head, her ample buttocks swayed one last time as she walked out of the room and downstairs.

I took a shower and came downstairs. A sentimental old song was playing in the room, and the clothes on the floor had been taken down.

I thought, since Qiaoling came downstairs naked,

I'll come down naked too.

Entering the kitchen, I sat on the high stool by the counter and noticed the kitchen was also clean.

Qiaoling was only wearing a cooking apron, humming to the music, her beautiful buttocks, adorned with a bow, swaying rhythmically.

Hmm, I think I could watch like this for another fifty years, no problem.

But… there's always a "but."

Those deadly buttocks, with every sway, my penis got a little harder.

I walked behind Qiaoling, squatted down, stuck out my tongue, placed my hands on Qiaoling's thighs, and buried my face in her buttocks.

"Hey, you little pervert, you're all washed up. Stop fooling around. Qiaoling will make it for you to eat."

Just kidding, it tastes best when I lick it now.

I spread Qiaoling's legs and started licking her anus.

"Oh, little...little darling...stop...stop fooling around."

Even as she said this, Qiaoling slightly bent her legs, giving me more space.

My tongue circled around my anus, and Qiaoling's buttocks followed the arc of my tongue.

In a daze of passion, Qiaoling finally made up her mind and reached out to pull me up forcefully.

"Honey, be good, let's eat first. We'll have the energy to be affectionate when we're full."

We ate that meal using only one spoon...right in front of the stove, right from the pot.

I ate some with the spoon, and some was fed to me by Qiaoling.

Of course, I also fed Qiaoling with my mouth.

As for my lower body...my penis was constantly rubbing between Qiaoling's legs.

After we finished eating, Qiaoling rinsed the pot, put it in the dishwasher, took off her apron, and turned around to kiss me.

She took my hand and hurriedly ran upstairs.

Once in the room, Qiaoling reached for something next to the computer and put it in my palm.

She climbed onto the bed, her backside facing me, and said, "My little rascal, come on!"

I opened my hand and saw it was a tube of ointment.

Qiaoling turned to look at me, giving me a lewd smile, and said, "Honey, Qiaoling's asshole has only ever accepted your fingers, so you have to be gentle."

I finally understood what was going on. So that's what it was. So... so, she went to the dressing room to find this stuff.

I climbed onto the bed with the ointment. I didn't rush to use the ointment. I licked her entire alluring buttocks thoroughly with my tongue.

I continued with the same action, circling my tongue around her anus, and Qiaoling hummed softly.

I pushed my tongue into her anus. Qiaoling let out a soft cry. Her anus contracted, pushing my tongue out.

"Mmm, honey, again. I'll try to relax."

Qiaoling's anus was so tight, and I pushed my tongue in again. This time, it went in a little.

"Honey, it's so itchy..."

After my tongue had tasted her fragrant buttocks, it was time for my fingers to take over.

I applied the ointment and spread it evenly, then gently massaged her anus.

This was to prepare Qiaoling mentally and help her relax her sphincter. Then, I slowly inserted my index finger.

With lubrication and previous experience, it went in much easier this time.

My other hand focused on Qiaoling's tender vagina.

Slow and steady wins the race. Absolutely right. Gradually, my index finger began to move in and out of Qiaoling's anus.

With both hands working, Qiaoling's furrowed brow relaxed. She began to savor the sensation.

Now, my middle finger joined the fray. Her anus would occasionally push out in resistance, but the frequency decreased.

Finally, three fingers were inside.

When I felt it was enough, I squeezed out more ointment and applied it carefully.

Holding my penis, I first inserted it into her vagina, making Qiaoling moan loudly.

Then, I aimed at her anus and tried to push it in with my hand.

It was pushed out.

I told Qiaoling to raise her buttocks higher, place the head of my penis on her anus, and use my thumb to push the head of my penis in.

Many times, it would only go in a little before being pushed out.

Finally, Qiaoling let out a painful "Oh...", clenching her teeth, her brows furrowed, as the head of my penis became stuck.

Qiaoling breathed heavily, trying to ease the pain.

I watched, my heart aching as if being torn apart.

"Ling, that's enough. I can't do it anymore. I don't want to play with your anus anymore."

"No. A woman has three virgins in her life. Qiaoling's only regret is that she can only give two to you, her husband. I must give them to you."

These words exploded into my mind.

So, from the very beginning... I was instantly filled with gratitude and even more pity.

"Okay, husband, come on, go in a little more."

Even though I couldn't bear it, I could only obey.

I closed my eyes and thrust.

"Oh, it hurts... it hurts... stop, stop. Wait

a minute." I opened my eyes and saw that it had only gone in about one centimeter.

Qiaoling started panting heavily again.

"Okay, that's enough, let's do it again."

This time, I hardened my heart, apologized in my mind, closed my eyes, and thrust again... a third of the way in.

Finally, Qiaoling's anus pressed against the base of my penis.

For my own amusement, she endured such pain. I hadn't expected it at first.

Qiaoling gasped for breath.

But my penis was being held so warmly and tightly, with gentle contractions like milking a cow. The sensation was unforgettable.

"Okay, husband, slowly, pull out a little…stop…okay, come in…oh, it hurts…it hurts…stop, stop."

Gradually, Qiaoling adapted. I began to thrust in and out with small movements.

The movements gradually increased. Qiaoling also began to experience pleasure.

"Good...good...come...come...oh...good...so beautiful...so beautiful...so...so...it turns out...doing

...doing anal...can also...feel good...slutty...slutty hole...snow...slutty...so beautiful...

anal...so good...so good...slutty...slutty...come...again...so thick...so great...husband...good...good...so great...good...so amazing...anal...feels good...feels good...so good...doing

...doing anal...big cock...doing...doing...slutty hole...anal...husband...good...so strong...

so strong...good...good...feels good...feels good...so good...so good...ah...ah...ah..."

My semen poured into Qiaoling's rectum in streams.

Afterwards, I held Qiaoling and rubbed her shoulders.

Qiaoling's head was resting in my armpit.

My chin was against Qiaoling's head.

I looked at the sheets, and there was a pool of semen mixed with traces of blood from Qiaoling's anus.

I felt guilty and heartbroken. I began to blame myself.

Qiaoling tilted her head slightly and said, "This humble concubine is so happy to offer herself to my husband. It was my husband who deflowered my asshole. In the future, my husband will still fuck my asshole."

I kissed Qiaoling's head and hugged her tightly. Hug her tightly.

Of course, everyone could guess that Aunt Ling hadn't forgotten her keys.

However, I later learned that Aunt Ling wasn't wearing contact lenses at that time either.

It turned out that it was a "boy who cried wolf" all along.

I... didn't mind at all.

That night, we didn't have class.

Chapter Ten theoneyoulove "Which two?"

"Pink and light blue. The pink one was sent from here, and the light blue one was sent from your place."

I was downstairs in my own home, and my voice reached Qiaoling upstairs through the walkie-talkie from last time.

I originally wanted to take my parents' letters home.

Aunt Ling was prescient, thinking that when my parents came back in the future, I would still have to sleep at my own home.

When Aunt Ling moved in, she buried a pipe that connected to my house.

So, Mom can use a video call line to talk to Aunt Ling, and she won't have to worry about being overheard.

Since I'm coming downstairs, I should also bring that thin-film screen that looks like a painting to my room and connect it with a spare cable.

That way, even when I'm home, we can still see each other anytime.

"Why didn't you just break down the floors and install a staircase?"

"Silly girl, even if Sister Xiu agreed, the elevator couldn't go directly to your room.

Then, using it would still be sneaky and nerve-wracking, worrying about being caught by Sister Xiu and her husband.

It's only a few floors apart, why install a direct elevator?

Forget about the issue of buying the elevator space from the two floors in between; even if we installed it, wouldn't Sister Xiu find it strange? Besides, who could have predicted things would turn out like this?" "Oh right. I didn't expect that.

" "Then my mom could switch in and watch?"

"Don't worry, this cable is separate. It was designed so that if the first one malfunctioned, we could switch."

"This is just the screen, where's the lens?"

"The wires around the frame are all ultra-fine honeycomb lenses. It can see from all angles. I'll teach you how to use the remote after it's connected. Oh, and remember to bring the remote up, otherwise it'll be troublesome if Sister Xiu finds out." This

is funny, this looks like something a spy would use. Aunt Ling's past as a hacker explains why she's interested in this.

After finishing and turning it on, I realized I was looking in through the mirror on the dressing table.

It took me a while to adjust the colors and such.

"Where are you?"

"In your heart, you silly boy."

Aunt Ling said, coming out of the bathroom and sitting in front of the dressing table, wearing the sheer, light blue pajamas I'd worn before coming downstairs.

"Okay, switch to 2 and see."

I turned the remote. Hmm, I'm in the bathroom. Not bad, not bad.

I switched back.

"Hey, if I'd known earlier, I could have spied on you!"

"Spying on your head! It's not connected here, so you can't see anything."

"So, I can see your ass now?"

"No ass, but you have an ass. Look all you want."

She got up, took a step towards the bed,

slightly lifted the hem of her short nightgown, bent her slender waist, and presented her beautiful buttocks to me.

Her legs were slightly bent, her hands reaching towards her waist, swaying in a slow, grass-skirt dance, inch by inch, she pulled down

her panties. My God, this is so provocative. My lower body immediately swelled up.

I moved to the bed and watched Qiaoling's performance.

Qiaoling took off her panties, put her hands on the bed, turned around and blew me a kiss, looking at me sitting on the bed staring at the screen.

"How is it, do you like it?" I reached for the remote control she had placed by the bed and pressed it.

"It's okay, you can get closer."

The camera zoomed in, focusing on Qiaoling's beautiful buttocks.

"Fun, right? Not only does it autofocus, it also automatically searches for targets."

More than fun, now I started playing with my penis on this end.

"There's also voice control." Saying that, I pressed another button.

"Zoom out."

The camera pulled back, and I watched Qiaoling with her back to me, swaying her waist, twisting her hips, her hands moving up and down her graceful curves.

"Are you satisfied with this live broadcast, husband?"

This isn't just pleasing to the eye, this is exhilarating.

Saying that, I put my hands on her round, plump buttocks and bent down.

"Come on, get closer." A close-up of Qiaoling's buttocks.

If this performance continues, Qiaoling will have to wash another sheet.

Even if Liu Xiahui were alive today, forget about sitting on someone's lap; just watching this performance would ruin his reputation.

I'm not Liu Xiahui; my hands on his penis are moving faster and faster.

Qiaoling spreads her buttocks apart.

"Closer."

Wow! Anus! Anus!!!

"Honey, look, my anus is all better now. I can let my big-dicked brother fuck me."

Qiaoling, do you know how tempting that is with that sweet, soft voice?

Her anus contracts a few times, and then a voice comes, "I'm waiting for my big-dicked brother to go in, so I'll squeeze it like this."

Qiaoling inserts a finger into her anus.

"Qiaoling practices like this every time she showers. Now, when I think of my husband, not only does my vagina get wet, but my anus automatically gets itchy too."

This, how can anyone resist?

"They even have anal plugs and enemas in the changing room. Honey, how about we play with my asshole sometime?"

I knew Qiaoling had completely entrusted herself to me, but… how far had I taken her?

I… I… I couldn't hold back anymore.

"Honey, why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you want to see my ass? Isn't my ass pretty?"

Saying this, I pulled out my finger, zooming out.

Qiaoling was still facing away from the camera, her ass swaying towards it.

I could see her ass; if Qiaoling turned around, she could definitely see my head down there.

"Pretty… pretty… pretty."

"Honey, what's wrong with you? You're panting like that."

Qiaoling turned around, her almond-shaped eyes wide.

"No, no! Wait for me!"

Saying this, Qiaoling jumped up and rushed out of the camera's view.

I was stunned. What was going on?

However, my mind couldn't afford to think about this now; I was about to vomit. Qiaoling, Qiaoling…

Of course, I didn't hear Qiaoling open the door either.

A fair-skinned figure rushed in barefoot, immediately brushing my hand aside and taking my penis into her mouth, stroking it up and down.

I instantly ejaculated.

Looking closer, I saw it was Qiaoling. She was only wearing a light blue, thin gauze nightgown,

and the straps weren't even tied. Now she was on top of me, sucking my penis.

The air thickened. All my semen went into Qiaoling's mouth.

Qiaoling then sat up straight, wiping the semen from the corner of her mouth with her fingers and sucking it.

Her beautiful breasts heaved with her chest, and it took her a while to catch her breath.

"I didn't have time to wait for the elevator, so I came down the stairs. Luckily, I made it in time."

The smile in her eyes and the corner of her mouth filled me with a feeling of satisfaction.

"What? You just rushed down like that?"

"Yes."

"Why?"... I thought, what I needed to ask was, why did you do that?

"I don't want my husband's semen to go to waste. From now on, his semen is mine alone. It can only be sprayed on me—in my vagina, my anus, and my mouth. Anything else, Qiaoling won't allow!"

With a serious, earnest, and matter-of-fact expression, she spoke to me.

I… I didn't know if I was stunned by her answer, taken aback by the love she showed, or moved.

I was speechless. I stood there,

frozen. Qiaoling went to the bathroom, grabbed a large towel, wrapped it around herself, walked towards me, and lightly kissed my lips. She picked up the two house keys that were lying beside me.

"Okay, I'm going upstairs. I didn't even have time to close the door. I'm all sweaty from running. When you come up later, remember to bring the sheets to wash."

With that, she walked towards the door, put on my slippers, and went upstairs.

Are all women like this?

Adorably unreasonable domineering, tender to the bone, sweet love, selfless affection…

Are all women like this?

I put my hands down and lay back on the bed. I looked at the ceiling. The air carried the scent of Qiaoling's sweat from the sheets.

Are all women like this?

Qiaoling, Qiaoling, Qiaoling…

When I finished packing and took the sheets upstairs…

Seeing Qiaoling dressed neatly, I thought

, "Huh, what's going on?"

"I promised Susu I'd come to the company while he's abroad, and I can't break my promise. Get ready, come with me to work."

"But I want to go swimming."

"I want to go with you, but it wouldn't be right not to go on the first day. I'm worried about you swimming alone without anyone around."

She picked up the phone to call the manager, making sure a lifeguard was there, before saying, "How about this, call the company after you swim. I'll have Xiao Zhao pick you up."

"No need. I can go by myself."

"Okay, see you later."

She tiptoed and kissed me, giving me a quick peck.

She turned to leave.

I grabbed Qiaoling's arm and pulled her back.

I kissed her fiercely, greedily teasing her tongue.

My hands caressed her hips freely.

I didn't release her for a long time.

Qiaoling took a step back, her hands stroking her heaving breasts, finally catching her breath.

She smoothed out the wrinkles in her skirt with both hands. She

rolled her eyes at me. "I can't stand you, you ate all my lipstick!" she scolded

. I seized the opportunity to grope her ample breasts, eliciting a soft cry from Qiaoling.

Before she turned to leave, I gave her a thorough pat on the buttocks and lightly slapped her as she went.

Qiaoling swayed her alluring hips as she walked out, bending over as she opened the door, as if adjusting her high heels. She

shook her pert buttocks at me.

"You rascal, I don't know what I owed you in my past life."

I restrained the urge to rush over, lift her skirt, and have a good time, letting Qiaoling leave.

Coming back to my senses, I looked at the bulging tent below… How am I supposed to go swimming like this?

"Is work fun?"

"So boring. I miss you so much. Su Su has everything arranged, there's nothing to do. I only signed two documents this morning, the rest of the time I played video games. What are you doing?" What am I

doing? I'm talking to you on the phone!

"What did you have for lunch? The recipe I left you must have been a bit unusual, right?"

It was indeed strange: a hot dog on a bread roll with peanut butter and ketchup.

Who would eat something like that?

But I have to admit, it was pretty good.

"They probably learned it abroad at your age. No one would dare eat it if I told them, but unsuspecting people would get addicted."

That's true, I burped.

"Do you want to take a nap before coming over? We missed one class last time, you can make it up when you come." She

even remembered that.

"Really, don't you want Xiao Zhao to pick you up?... Okay, then be careful, honey."

"Then... I have to hang up."

No way, hanging up is fine, but I'll be very sad if you do.

"Oh, honey... you know I meant I was hanging up."

"Well... see you later."

See you later. "Be careful."

Okay...

"Well... that's it then. Hmm...

I almost said that this can't go on like this.

This call will never end.

" Before hanging up, I heard Qiaoling's smacking kiss goodbye.

I was thinking, if it were in person, my face would be covered in lipstick and saliva.

Maybe, not just my face.

But I wouldn't complain.

Before leaving, I suddenly had a mischievous idea. I went upstairs to our bedroom, grabbed something, and put it in my pocket. With my backpack on, I went to Qiaoling's company.

When I got to the top floor, it was empty, no one was there.

Xiao Zhao wasn't there either. What happened?

I tentatively called out, "Qiaoling?"

"This way, come in, Xiao Zheng."

Xiao Zheng? Oh, right, I can't call her Qiaoling here, I have to call her Aunt Ling.

"Aunt Ling, where's Xiao Zhao?"

"That rude kid, what Xiao Zhao? Call her Sister Zhao. I could tell she's head over heels in love the moment I saw her. I sent her and her boyfriend off for a nice lunch. I told her not to rush back to work, to take her time. Su Su just can't learn that, always so rigid. I'll have to teach him a lesson when he gets back."

Looking around, it was hard to believe this was the CEO's office on the top floor.

Compared to the CEO's office next door, it was incredibly shabby.

Not to mention, even the desk was smaller and older than Xiao Zhao's.

But it felt like home.

"Xiao Zheng, come here. Before you arrived, Aunt Ling gave you a test. Write it here. When Xiao Zhao comes back, I'll have her take you out, or I can skip work and take you shopping."

I pulled up a chair and started writing.

Aunt Ling got up and started making coffee.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Aunt Ling turned around.

"Come in."

A woman in a red suit and riding boots opened the door. She was about 167 centimeters tall.

Her frame was a bit larger than Aunt Ling's, and she had short hair, like a friendly older sister next door.

She peeked in with a smile. The smile in her eyes was bright and sparkling, just like Aunt Ling's!

What was going on?

So far, every woman I'd seen appear on the top floor of Aunt Ling's group headquarters was a breathtaking beauty.

The woman spoke.

"A rare guest, Sister Ling. What brings you here today?"

Aunt Ling warmly took the woman's hand, their relationship clearly quite close.

"You're embarrassing me! And you? What brings you to the company?"

"I came upstairs looking for Su Su, and I was surprised to see that even Xiao Zhao wasn't there. The smell of coffee told me you were here. By the way, who's this little boy?"

Aunt Ling then introduced us.

"Come on, call her Aunt Wen."

It turned out that Aunt Wen and Aunt Ling's families had been friends since childhood. Aunt Ling had even visited Aunt Wen's family in New York during middle school.

Aunt Ling had poached Aunt Wen, then the Vice President of Information, from a well-known conglomerate to become the Vice CEO.

Aunt Wen had just returned from an inspection trip to Singapore. She wasn't supposed to be back at the company.

The two started chatting.

"So, any good news?"

Aunt Ling asked.

"Not yet..."

Well then, when Su Su comes back, I'll let you and Brother Wu go on vacation and have a proper baby. I'll

keep Su Su busy while he's here, since he made me come back and I have nothing to do.

Wow, it turns out Aunt Wen's husband is also the Vice CEO of the group, in charge of the construction department.

"Go discuss with Brother Wu where to go. All expenses will be reimbursed by the company."

"I'm not trying to criticize you, Lingmei. You've spoiled us all."

"How else would I keep you all here?"

As she spoke, Aunt Ling leaned close to Aunt Wen's ear and whispered something I couldn't hear.

Aunt Wen nodded. The two of them whispered for half an hour before Aunt Wen went downstairs.

"Tsk, what a waste of coffee. Sister Wen's constitution can't handle coffee, and I'm embarrassed to drink it either."

She poured out the cold coffee and brewed a fresh cup.

Now, Aunt Ling sat at her desk, sipping her freshly brewed coffee, lost in thought.

Her brows were furrowed with deep affection, and her eyelashes held a lonely melancholy.

I finished my exam without disturbing her.

I stared at Aunt Ling, mesmerized.

Aunt Ling then noticed me staring at her.

"What?"

"Looking at a beautiful woman."

A smile appeared on her face.

"You!"

"What? Didn't you teach me to tell the truth? What? Can't I look at a beautiful woman?"

Aunt Ling playfully punched me.

"Ugh!"

Amidst the playful banter, emotions gradually escalated.

"Aunt Ling, are you wet down there?"

"I'm not telling you!" She glanced at me sideways and tilted her head.

"This won't do. Not releasing your desires is bad for your mental health, and wearing wet underwear isn't hygienic either." "

You're such a jerk!"

"If you don't tell me, I'll do it myself."

"Stop it."

Taking advantage of Aunt Ling's embarrassed gesture, I pretended to be pushed to the ground.

I rolled under Aunt Ling's chair.

Aunt Ling held down the hem of her tight skirt with one hand, while the other busily dodged my advances.

Suddenly, there was a light knock on the door. Aunt Wen's voice came through.

"Ling-mei, it's me."

For a moment, Aunt Ling was at a loss. She pulled out the chair.

Now, I was trapped under the desk.

"Come in."

"It's not good to drink such strong coffee, Lingmei. I knew you'd make me another cup as soon as I came downstairs. Here, this is what you asked me to buy.

I bought some fruit on my way back to the office and made my special juice recipe for you to try." My hand touched Aunt Ling's calf.

"Ah... I guess it's watermelon juice, right?"

Only I knew that Aunt Ling's next words were to cover up her earlier exclamation.

"It's not that simple. Here, try it. Listen to Sister Wen, drink less coffee and more juice. It's better for your health. Hmm, where's the little boy from earlier?"

My hand touched her thigh, pushing up her skirt.

Aunt Ling reached down with one hand to pull down her skirt. She struggled with me.

She probably realized that it wasn't appropriate to have one hand under the table in front of Aunt Wen, so she finally gave up.

"I asked you to buy this for me, how could I let that brat see it? I told him to go downstairs and look around."

Just a few minutes ago she was calling me husband, and now she's calling me brat?

I am downstairs, that's true, you told me to look around. Well then, I won't be polite.

I gently pried open Aunt Ling's tightly pressed knees!

I felt Aunt Ling's upper body shudder and lean forward slightly.

"Come, sit down, why are you still standing?"

Aunt Ling invited Aunt Wen to sit down at the desk.

Not bad, good turn.

From my angle, the obstruction of the narrow skirt had been pushed up and removed, and I covered Aunt Ling's mons pubis with one hand.

I knew it, you don't need to touch, you can see it with your eyes, there's a small wet stain in the center of the white silk panties.

"Anyone would be embarrassed to buy this at the pharmacy. I had to drag my husband along to buy it."

At the pharmacy? What? Is Aunt Ling sick?

Come on, let me see. I originally wanted to pull down Aunt Ling's panties, but Aunt Ling wouldn't let me.

Okay, I pulled the panties to one side.

First, I'll take her temperature to see if she has a fever, so I put my index finger into her wet little tender hole.

Indeed, it was hot.

Aunt Ling gasped when a finger was suddenly put into her little hole.

"It's probably because of the hot weather, my temper's flaring up."

That was probably just to cover up the sweating.

She still won't tell me what she bought, I want to know!

So, her middle finger joined the thrusting in and out of her vagina.

"But, Lingmei, you can't do this too often. It's best not to use it if you can avoid it. So I specially bought some fruit to make this, try it out. Also, this cup is for Xiaopeng when he gets back."

What on earth did she buy at the pharmacy? I don't believe I can't force it out, so my fingers moved faster.

"Okay..." Aunt Ling suddenly realized she'd lost her composure.

"Okay. I'll try Sister Wen's exclusive recipe

." Good for her. And she even used this to cover up the sounds of her vaginal fluids.

Aunt Ling reminded me, I'll try Aunt Ling's "exclusive recipe" too. So I put my mouth to it and started licking. My fingers rubbed against her clitoris.

"Mmm... good... good... good."

Mine tastes pretty good too.

"All-natural, no added water, much better than artificial chemicals.

Guess what's in it." *Slurp... watermelon juice... um... a little sour... can't guess."

I really admire Aunt Ling; she managed to salvage the situation even in this state.

She even used the sound of drinking to cover up the noise I was making below.

"My exclusive formula, of course it's good. Cooling and soothing. Everyone who drinks it gets addicted. Come visit headquarters more often, and I'll make it for you."

I think I'll get addicted to mine too. But whether it'll actually soothe the heat, I don't know.

Aunt Ling didn't respond, and I imagine she couldn't make a sound.

On the table, there was a suddenly unfocused gaze.

Even without the hand gripping my shoulder tightly, I knew.

Because, in my words, Aunt Ling had her first orgasm.

"Speaking of which, even if you're going to use that thing, don't use it too often. I've heard that if you get used to it, you'll become dependent. If your own abilities deteriorate, stopping will only make things worse."

She then smacked her lips. "Now you should call me Qiaoling, husband."

I wonder what the person watching this scene through the car window in the driveway would think.

We arrived at an elegant restaurant; the atmosphere was very gentle.

Aunt Ling ordered German pork knuckle, and I ate filet mignon.

While waiting for dessert, Qiaoling moved from the seat opposite me to my right.

Casually, she said, "This afternoon, didn't you say wearing wet underwear is bad for your health?"

As she spoke, she slightly lifted the tablecloth on my side.

Before my eyes fell a pair of beautiful legs in high heels, silk panties hanging playfully from her raised left ankle.

Here we go again. If it weren't for this kind of place, I would have bent down and picked it up long ago.

But then I realized that even in a different setting, I couldn't seem to bend down.

Just then, the waiter brought in desserts and drinks, said "Enjoy your meal," and left.

"Did you hear that? He said 'Enjoy your meal.' Come on, let me see what today's dessert is."

Qiaoling said, stopping her hand on my zipper and stroking it.

"I'm thinking, is this too much?"

Gently and slowly, my zipper was pulled down in this upscale restaurant.

"You said I'm unhygienic, but look at yourself, you're no different."

I admitted, I was wrong. A little pre-ejaculate was already coming out; was I supposed to take my clothes off right here?

Come to think of it, it's all your fault.

"Let's let it air out, maybe it'll be better if it gets some fresh air."

What? Here?

Qiaoling, however, remained completely calm. Her hand started stroking my penis under the table.

Hello, beautiful lady, do you know what you're doing?

A beautiful woman with nothing under her skirt stroking her penis might not seem like a big deal, but do you know this isn't home?

These actions and the dozen or so other pairs of eyes are only separated by a floor-length tablecloth. If anyone accidentally pulls that tablecloth, we're all doomed.

Logically, being flustered shouldn't make me hard.

But this bold and stimulating behavior made me even more aroused. Not only that, it even started to get hard.

Qiaoling whispered in my ear, "This is my favorite dish on the whole table. Let me tell you, it's best eaten hot."

Saying this, she slid off the table and

disappeared into the tablecloth.

Then, my penis felt warm and wet.

I lifted the tablecloth slightly and saw Qiaoling's small mouth sucking on my penis.

Looking at me, Qiaoling winked mischievously.

What could I do?

I sat in a warmly lit, upscale restaurant. Under the table, separated by a tablecloth, a stunningly beautiful woman, her bare buttocks sticking out, was licking my penis.

Damn it, the waiter was walking towards me. Had Qiaoling's ass gone out for some fresh air?

What could I do? I could only try to remain calm and eat my dessert.

"Sir, is the taste to your liking?"

"Hmm..."

Enough nonsense, get away!

"Where's the lady who came with you?"

"Uh, she went to touch up her makeup."

Sorry, Qiaoling. I had to lie.

The rude waiter finally backed away.

Qiaoling held my penis in her mouth, her tongue still swirling around it.

In front of everyone, I ejaculated every last drop of my semen into her intoxicating little mouth.

I just hoped no spilled drops would leave a "I was here" mark.

Qiaoling slid back onto her chair. She took a sip of water and caught her breath.

Then, she playfully pecked my cheek.

She picked up the water glass, took a sip, grabbed a napkin, and slid it down.

All of this happened so quickly, I didn't even have time to blush or react.

What's going on now? Is there going to be a second round?

I lifted the napkin and looked down. Qiaoling winked at me again, spat the water onto the napkin, and

carefully wiped my penis clean. Then she gave it a final lick.

Finally, she kissed the glans. She held it against her beautiful cheek for a while before reluctantly putting it back in its place. She zipped up her chair and sat back down.

"This is the most delicious meal I've ever had."

Please, the dessert wasn't even touched in front of you.

"Honey, do you want to try some?"

What are you talking about?

Qiaoling picked up a small spoon, her hand disappearing under the table.

When she picked it up again, there was a glistening liquid on the spoon.

She scooped up a spoonful of dessert and brought it to my lips.

"Honey, come on, let me feed you."

That meal was truly delicious. Especially the dessert.

After finishing our meal, my desire stirred again, ready to erupt.

I didn't want to let it end like this, and Qiaoling clearly agreed.

We paid the bill, got into the car, and Qiaoling started the engine; the two lovebirds headed back to their nest.

Suddenly, Qiaoling let out a soft cry.

"What's wrong?"

"No wonder it felt so cold; I forgot my panties at the restaurant."

...Are all women like this?

Chapter Eleven: The Wolf Has Really Come (The End)

When I woke up, Qiaoling was sitting in front of the dressing table.

She looked like she had just come out of the bathroom, completely naked.

I sat up, my gaze immediately drawn to her ample buttocks on the stool.

I looked at myself; my morning erection had created a noticeable tent under the sheets.

Qiaoling noticed I was awake.

"Good morning, honey. What's wrong? Did you see anything you like?"

"Good morning!"

Where am I? Is this heaven?

I got up and crawled to the foot of the bed.

Qiaoling leaned forward slightly, making her buttocks even more prominent.

"Do you like it? You know, it's all yours. Take whatever you like."

Yes, that voice was like heavenly music. Yes, I was in paradise.

I got out of bed and walked towards Qiaoling.

Qiaoling turned around, holding my penis in one hand.

"Honey, it's so big this morning. Can I lick it first?"

Don't be shy, it's all yours. Take whatever you like.

Qiaoling held my penis with one hand and reached for her tender vulva with the other, licking it.

She turned to face the dressing table, lifting her buttocks. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she said to me, "Honey, I'm all wet...come and fuck me..." She

seemed eager.

I held my penis, aimed at her vulva, and thrust in.

"Oh...so beautiful..."

Qiaoling closed her eyes in bliss.

A beautiful morning!

I held her beautiful, white buttocks and began to thrust deeply.

"Big...big...so big...big cock...big cock husband...oh...fuck...fuck me so well...so beautiful...

so wonderful...oh...so...so beautiful...so beautiful...my wet pussy...so beautiful...so beautiful...husband...

so strong...so great...the best..."

Qiaoling finally opened her eyes, looking at the couple having sex in the mirror. "I...I'm so...so lewd...I...I'm...

so...a slutty...slutty hole...I...want...want my husband...husband...fuck...fuck me to death...fuck me to death..."

At this moment, I was also staring at the swaying breasts in the mirror. I reached out and kneaded one breast in each hand.

"Oh...yes...beautiful...so beautiful...knead...knead harder...husband...good...good...so good

...good...so amazing..."

Amidst the sounds of intercourse, a beautiful day began.

Ladyboy Sandwich

I am a married woman, and recently I encountered an unforgettable experience.

The reason is: because my Thai maid urgently needed to take leave, and my house could not be without a maid (because my husband doesn't let me do housework), she had to find a sister to replace her. This replacement was named Ah Hua, quite tall, about 1.7 meters, and her appearance was acceptable, but there was something strange about her, but I couldn't put my finger on why. I thought, oh well, it's only for two weeks.

Normally, it's just my husband, my maid, and me at home, so I dress very casually, even walking around in sexy pajamas. When Ahua came, my husband and I continued our normal routine, especially our sex life, which was almost always passionate. A few days later, my husband had to go on a business trip again, and we had a passionate night before he left.

The next day, I slept until the afternoon and went to the kitchen to ask Ahua to cook something for me. Ahua surprisingly said, "Madam, I thought you ate a lot last night and wouldn't be hungry today!" She was referring to our sexual encounter the previous night.

"How did you know?" I retorted, not wanting to be laughed at.

"Of course I know. Your moaning was so loud, it made me so aroused that I couldn't sleep all night."

Ahua's words made me very embarrassed, so I went to the dining room to wait for food. Soon, Ahua brought out the food. As I ate, I noticed Ahua staring intently at me. That's when I realized I was only wearing a semi-transparent nightgown, with nothing underneath.

"What's so interesting?" I said angrily. I was very confident in myself in this regard: a tall figure, firm 21-inch breasts, a full bottom, and a sweet face—otherwise, how could I have kept my young and wealthy husband? I said unhappily, "What I have, you have too, what's so interesting about it?" Actually, Ahua also had a pair of 21-inch breasts.

"Maybe!" she said, leaving behind this puzzling remark before leaving. Two

days later, I woke up at noon and found Ahua wasn't there. It turned out to be Sunday, and Ahua had the day off. Bored, I went through my recent emails and found several pornographic DVDs that my husband had ordered. I randomly picked one and put it in the DVD player in the living room.

Usually, my husband and I would watch porn in the bedroom, but since no one was home today, I decided to watch it on the big TV in the living room. As the sex scenes appeared, I couldn't help but think of making love with my husband. Plus, it had been a few days since we had done it, so my libido was aroused. One hand kept rubbing my breasts, while the other hand reached under my skirt and gently touched my clitoris.

Just as I was lost in masturbation, a pair of hands suddenly reached out from behind and caressed my breasts. I turned around in surprise—it was Ahua!

"Madam, you're so tempting, let me help you!" Ahua said with a smile. Before I could respond, her hands were already kneading my breasts.

Due to my status and reason, I naturally refused and resisted. She didn't stop, but instead intensified her kneading, focusing on pinching my nipples. Her touch was just right, arousing my lust. My struggles gradually disappeared, and she began to kiss my neck and ears. Her hands even pulled down the straps of my nightgown, revealing my firm breasts. After Ahua's caresses, my breathing became heavier and heavier, and my lust was uncontrollable.

"You're touching me so comfortably, making me burn with desire, but my lower body is itchy. I wish I had a penis to relieve the itch, but unfortunately you don't have one." I never thought I would say such lewd things.

Hearing this, Ahua walked up to me with a smile, took my hand, and reached under her skirt. I was shocked to find something there! When she lifted her skirt, what appeared before me was indeed a male penis. It turned out Ahua was a transvestite with a female body but a penis.

Ahua then grabbed my hand and started stroking her penis, before taking off all her clothes. After my stroking, the penis grew larger. Ahua pulled my head closer to it, wanting me to give her oral sex. Completely controlled by lust, I didn't hesitate to put it in my mouth. Actually, I wasn't unfamiliar with blowjobs, as I often played for my husband. I moved Ahua's penis back and forth, occasionally teasing the glans with my tongue. In no time, the penis was hard as iron, over six inches long.

Ahua pulled me up and we kissed. Our four soft mounds of flesh rubbed against each other, yet there was a firmness within the softness, as the four erect nipples nestled within them, creating a unique sensation. Adding to this, the feeling of a hot, hard penis pressing against my genitals was novel and stimulating.

Our hands stroked and teased each other's genitals. I was completely consumed by lust, unable to extricate myself, and I even took the initiative to kiss Ahua's nipples and squeeze her breasts. My hands gradually moved downwards until I reached her penis, kissing every inch, then putting it in my mouth and sucking or licking the glans. My hands weren't idle either, continuing to caress her breasts and between her thighs.

After a period of oral service, her penis was as hard as an iron rod. Ahua impatiently told me to stand up and hold onto the back of the sofa, and she slowly inserted her penis into my vagina from behind. At that moment, my genitals were overflowing with desire and incredibly itchy, so when she penetrated me, I felt an immediate, overwhelming joy

, as if I had been rescued. Ahua began thrusting forcefully, faster and faster, giving me unparalleled pleasure. I had to groan loudly to express my satisfaction. She leaned down and rubbed her large breasts against my body, while her hands reached forward to vigorously knead my breasts. This feeling was very special, a truly unprecedented experience.

After a round of thrusting, she sat on the sofa, turning me around so I sat on her lap. I then used my hands to hold onto the sofa and actively began to stroke my penis, while her hands could freely caress any part of my body, even pinching my nipples, stimulating me to stroke harder and faster. Our moans rose and fell, creating a symphony of lovemaking.

Ahua pulled me down further to make it easier for her to suckle my nipples, which aroused me even more. Then I turned to face her, and we embraced tightly, kissing passionately while our four breasts rubbed against each other, our lower bodies continuing to move.

Then Ahua grasped my breasts with both hands and kneaded them vigorously, her mouth constantly sucking on my erect nipples. I arched my back in pleasure, letting her suckle to her heart's content. Later, I simply supported myself on her shoulders and moved my body forcefully, increasing my pleasure until I soon reached orgasm.

I held Ahua tightly, panting, and gradually we began to kiss again, Ahua pausing her assault. After a short rest, Ahua laid me flat on the sofa, resting my lower body on the armrest, then spread my legs and thrust her penis into my vagina again, filling and expanding my opening.

A new round of thrusting began, she pounded into me like a pile driver, each thrust hitting my vagina more intensely than the last. Then Ahua bent down and fondled my breasts, rubbing them incessantly, especially my two erect nipples. I then let out a plaintive moan: "Ah...oh...Ahua...keep going...don't stop...it feels so good..." I also reached out to grab her breasts, and we both groaned loudly.

Soon, Ahua lifted my legs and placed them on her shoulders, then slowly moved me onto the carpet. After another round of thrusting, she flipped me over so I was straddling her, then placed her hands on my slender waist, ordering me to actively move my penis up and down, and to occasionally cup and rub my own breasts. She smugly admired my wanton and lewd behavior, and I immediately increased the pace, lowering my head to suckle and lick her breasts.

After a while, she suddenly got up and pushed me down, thrusting violently, making me writhe and moan, my buttocks spinning like a wheel. I shivered all over, crying out, "Ah... I can't take it... It's coming... It's coming!" Seeing me like this, Ahua thrust even more frantically. Suddenly she pulled out her penis, and semen immediately shot out, covering my breasts and even my face. She then smeared the remaining semen on her penis onto my nipples.

After we both climaxed, we collapsed on the floor, panting. Ahua was very considerate; unlike men who fall asleep immediately after ejaculation, completely ignoring their partner's feelings, she was also exhausted, but she still gently stroked my breasts and kissed my face to prolong my excitement and allow me to savor the warmth and romance after the climax.

After resting for a while, she took me back to my room to wash up. As I entered the shower, I was still reliving the passion of the moment. But as the water flowed from the showerhead, my mind calmed down, and reason began to prevail. I felt guilty for what I had done to my husband; at that moment, reason seemed to win. After showering, I locked myself in the room. Ahua called me several times, but I sent her away each time. I spent the whole night pondering the situation without finding a solution, and eventually drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, as soon as I woke up, I hurriedly left home, too afraid to face Ahua alone. Wandering aimlessly through the streets, I unknowingly stumbled upon a library. Intending to rest for a while, I casually flipped through the bookshelves and stumbled upon a book exploring homosexuality, which sparked an idea: the author advocated that "people should let go of moral constraints and love freely."

A wave of emotion washed over me, and a thought flashed through my mind: "Ah-Hua is just a substitute, she'll be gone soon; and judging from her appearance, no one would know she's a 'ladyboy'; plus, sex with her is incredibly pleasurable and enjoyable, it would be a waste to give her up so easily." Having figured this out, I could now fully enjoy my sexual relationship with Ah-Hua these past few days and stop resisting her.

Back home, I casually watched TV in the living room and asked Ah-Hua to prepare dinner. During dinner, I asked her to sit down and eat with me, but we didn't speak at all—just the first step in thawing things over.

After dinner, once Ahua had finished her work in the kitchen, I said to her, "I'm very tired today, could you massage my shoulders?" She massaged them very comfortably, and I closed my eyes to enjoy it, occasionally letting out soft moans to entice her.

Sure enough, her hands started to wander, reaching for my breasts. I didn't resist; instead, I intensified my moans. Suddenly, she kissed my lips, and of course, I immediately responded. We then passionately kissed, our hands caressing each other's bodies.

Just as Ahua was about to take things further, I pulled her back to the bathroom in my bedroom, where there was a large double bathtub. We filled the tub with water, undressed, and then got into the tub, continuing our passionate kiss and caressing each other's bodies.

After a while, Ahua pressed my head down, and I immediately understood and continued kissing her two hard, swollen nipples, then kissing downwards until I reached my gradually hardening penis. Since her penis was still submerged in water, I still bent down and took it in, only to choke on the water. Seeing my disheveled state, Ahua sat on the edge of the bathtub to make it easier for me to suck.

I used my best skills to serve her penis properly, slowly licking the entire shaft, especially the ridge of the glans; while my hands were not idle either, constantly stroking her penis in conjunction with my mouth, and caressing Ahua's breasts.

After a round of oral service, Ahua's penis was as hard as iron. She pulled me up, made me turn my back to her, and made me put one foot on the edge of the bathtub, making my vagina protrude so that she could directly insert her penis and thrust in and out. Her sudden action made me scream, but she ignored me and continued to thrust vigorously, while her hands grasped and played with my two swaying breasts.

She pounded hard from behind, making my buttocks make loud noises. I was panting heavily, my legs were so weak that I could not stand, and I had to hold onto the wall for support.

After a while, she pulled out her penis and lay in the bathtub, while I straddled her and slowly inserted my penis into my vagina, then began to move it up and down. Because of the previous thrusting and being in the water, my vagina became even wetter, and the speed of my movements increased, my breasts swaying more violently, revealing my wanton nature.

Ahua took the opportunity to play with my breasts with her mouth and hands, and I also occasionally caressed her breasts. By this time, I had already had several orgasms, but Ahua's penis was still incredibly hard, so we went back to bed and continued our passionate battle, finally leading Ahua to ejaculate her hot semen inside me. After the battle, we were both exhausted and fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, after quickly preparing some food, Ahua and I went shopping and then to a five-star hotel for afternoon tea. After paying the bill, we went to the restroom together. Just as I was about to leave the stall, she pushed me back in and immediately came in and closed the door. We then began to kiss passionately in the toilet.

Ahua's tongue immediately slipped into my mouth, teasing my tongue. Her hands boldly slipped inside my shorts, vigorously kneading my delicate buttocks. I didn't know what to do for a moment. After struggling slightly, I guess I was also aroused by the kiss, and my tongue began to intertwine with hers. The two soft mounds of flesh on my chest rubbed against me, making me unbearably itchy...

After kissing for a while, we separated slightly, but her hands were still touching my buttocks. I blushed and lay panting against her chest. Ahua squatted down and licked my labia through my underwear. My whole body trembled. I grabbed her head with both hands and said, "Ouch! No... no! You can't do it here... ah... it's so stimulating... it's so itchy..." I said no, but my hands kept pressing her head down, my vulva kept lifting up, my legs automatically spread wider, and I even put one foot on her shoulder.

Ahua casually pushed my thong aside and began licking my cute little petals, then found my already erect clitoris and circled it with her tongue. At that moment, I trembled and said, "No...oh...it's so stimulating...I can't take it anymore...you're so naughty...I'm coming...ah..." Then my body shuddered, and I gripped my head tightly with both hands, a gush of vaginal fluid gushing from my vagina. I had never reached orgasm so easily before, probably because of what we did in public.

Ahua stood up and turned me so my back was to her, my upper body leaning over the toilet tank. Then she pulled down my thong and took off her pants and underwear, revealing her already erect penis pressing against my labia. I knew what she was going to do and quickly said, "No! We've been in here too long, we have to get out quickly! Otherwise, we'll be in big trouble if they find out."

She ignored me, moistened the head of her penis with my vaginal fluid, and slowly squeezed it into my already wet vagina. At first, the speed was slow; I would pull out a little before inserting it again, and after repeating this several times, I finally inserted it all the way in. As she moved slowly in and out, I gradually began to feel pleasure, and I moaned softly, "Ah...ah...Ah Hua...it feels so good...ah...ah...ah..."

Her penis gradually increased in speed and force, while she reached up to my chest and pulled my shirt up above my breasts, unhooking my pale purple bra from behind, exposing my breasts to the air. Because I was bent over, my breasts appeared even larger, and she squeezed one breast in each hand, squeezing them vigorously while increasing the speed of her thrusts.

I was brought to orgasm by Ahua, panting and thinking, "So good...so amazing! I've never felt this satisfied and stimulated when I'm with my husband..."

Suddenly, she stopped and pulled out her penis, turned me to face me, then lifted my left leg from under my knees and thrust her penis in hard all the way in. Then she lifted my right leg from under my knees in the same way, and then cupped my buttocks with both hands and quickly fucked my vagina.

I'd never been fucked like this before. I just asked, "Ah... what are you doing? Ah... ah... ah... ah..." This position was entirely controlled by Ahua; I could only be penetrated, so much so that I couldn't speak, only moaning "ah ah ah."

Then she immediately started fucking me with lightning speed. Because it felt so good, I couldn't help but moan, "Ah... ah... so good... so good... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum again... oh... ah... ah... ah..." I quickly reached another orgasm. This time, my vagina contracted even more intensely than the previous two times, gripping Ahua's penis with each contraction. Finally, she couldn't hold back either, and a stream of hot semen shot deep into my vagina.

Ahua and I kissed tightly for a while, then quickly tidied our clothes and left the toilet stall, trying to escape unnoticed.

That evening, Ahua and I were watching a Category IV pornographic film in the living room. When we came to a scene of two men and one woman having sex, Ahua asked me, "Have you ever played a threesome?"

"Never, but I've fantasized about it. Ahua, have you ever played one?" I pressed.

"I play it all the time, it's really exciting. I'll take you to try it sometime!" Ahua answered casually, and I patted her lightly to show

my dissatisfaction. At this moment, the three men in the film started playing a "sandwich" game. The woman was not only being penetrated in the vagina, but also having anal sex. The film even showed close-ups of two penises thrusting in and out of her vagina and anus at the same time. Although I said it was perverted, my vagina was so excited that it was leaking fluid.

Ahua seemed to read my mind. While reaching out to touch my genitals, she whispered, "Actually, anal sex is a lot of fun. It's more interesting than penetration. Let's play it too?" Although I refused and resisted, I was eventually subdued by Ahua.

Ahua first licked my already wet vulva with her mouth. When the vaginal fluid flowed down to my anus, Ahua smeared the fluid around my anus with her hand, and then slowly licked it with her tongue. No one had ever licked me there before, not even my husband. I felt my heart pounding wildly, both confused and excited.

Gradually, Ahua spread my anus open, her tongue and fingers teasing around it. Then, Ahua's fingers slowly and deliberately inserted themselves, and began to thrust in and out of my anus. As her fingers went deeper, a strange sensation rose in my buttocks, a shock I had never felt before shooting straight to my brain.

After a while, Ahua asked me to turn around and stick my buttocks up. She knelt behind me, first stroking my round buttocks with her hands, then sucking my clitoris with her mouth, rubbing my vulva with one hand, and sweeping the fingers of her other hand around my anus, further enhancing the pleasure in my lower body.

Soon, Ahua thrust her penis into my vagina, pumping in and out, while simultaneously slipping two fingers into my anus. She pumped her penis in and out of my vagina like a piston, while bending her fingers to probe inside my anus. Both orifices were being played with at the same time, causing my whole body to convulse violently. My buttocks rose high and swayed, and I cried out loudly. My reaction immediately aroused Ahua, making her penis even harder, and she thrust wildly.

Just as I was enjoying the incredible orgasm Ahua brought me, she suddenly pulled her penis out of my vagina. A feeling of emptiness left me bewildered. She had moved her penis to my anus, rubbing the glans around it for a while before forcefully pushing the hot glans down and shoving it into my anus. "Ouch!" I cried out. My anus felt full, swollen, and a little painful. My whole body trembled violently, as if it were melting.

Ahua began to rhythmically and slowly move in and out, helping me adjust to the feeling of my anus being stretched open. Although Ahua was penetrating my anus, my vagina was already overflowing with wetness, the gushing fluids soaking the entire sheet. The strange sensation quickly brought me to a state of ecstasy.

Ahua gradually increased the speed of her thrusts, simultaneously penetrating my anus while caressing my breasts with both hands, occasionally pressing them against my smooth, white back. At this point, although my anus was being violently penetrated, I no longer felt pain, only waves of electric-like orgasmic sensations washing over me. It seemed Ahua had completely ignited my burning desire, allowing me to experience the pleasure of anal sex. Soon

we changed positions again; Ahua lay flat on the bed, while I squatted above her, aligning my anus with her penis and inserting it. This time I was in control, moving up and down with each twist of my body. At this moment, Ahua freed his hands to caress my breasts and vulva. While enjoying the stimulation from my anus, I put my left hand fingers in my mouth and sucked, while my right hand dug into the crevice of my labia, my juices flowing continuously from my vagina. This lewd behavior was unexpected for someone as reserved as me, and we both couldn't help but moan with excitement.

Soon, Ahua and I reached the peak of our climax, enjoying the novel experience of our ultimate peak. A gush of hot semen shot deep into my anus. I was so overwhelmed by Ahua's pleasure that I became dizzy, and the heat from the semen made my anus burn, causing me to collapse onto the bed, my smooth buttocks stained with both vaginal fluid and semen.
As a result, the night before my husband returned, the three of us engaged in another passionate encounter at my home. The next day, my husband returned from his business trip, and naturally, we had a great time together that night, but it never felt as exciting as with Ahua and the others. By the morning, Ahua had left, and my lewd vacation was finally over. I couldn't find her for a while, and my life returned to normal. 01-18
374 – Xiao Dong has hope .

The erotic scenes in the hospital above will no longer be posted.

“Min, I’ve called you several times, didn’t you see my text message?”

“No. I just left the hospital…”

“What’s wrong? Filming not going well?”

“No. I just ran into a friend and chatted with him for a while…”

“Are you free now? I’m going to the movie theater to pick up the script and documents for Professor Lin. Would you like to come with me if you’re free?” I was

“completely exhausted” from being fucked by Heng Ge and Cui Ge just now. Although my lust was satisfied, my heart was yearning for love. Since I started living with Zhao Liang, I haven’t really seen Xiao Dong properly for a long time. I know he’s been working hard for his future and busy with the university drama competition. Taking advantage of Zhao Liang’s training all day, I agreed to go with Xiao Dong.

Strangely enough, we ran into Aunt Qin, a well-known veteran of the film industry, at the cinema. We chatted for a while, and she learned that Xiao Dong was studying drama. She praised his good looks and even invited him and me to afternoon tea because Aunt Qin was very familiar with Qian'er's father, Dr. Zhong. I couldn't attend because of my evening filming schedule, so I encouraged Xiao Dong to get acquainted with Aunt Qin. I sincerely hoped that Xiao Dong could find a way before graduating from university. After finishing my work at the hospital, I went back to Zhao Liang's house to see the cats. Unexpectedly, while playing with Xiao Ling'er, I received a call from Roger.

"Rhys. Have you finished your work?"

"Yes, I have. Is there something you need?" "

I'm so sorry. I was supposed to have Sunday off, but my boss just called me. He said he wants to meet you and me. We'll be back at the studio at 10 pm, is that okay?"

"What? 10 pm?"

"Yes. It's not too far from the university, okay? My boss said he wants to meet you."

"Roger, something's not wrong, is it?"

"You're so sensitive! Something happened, but it's something that will make you happy. I won't say now, just remember to come back and take a look at the photos you took at the hospital. See you later!"

I hung up the phone, and Zhao Liang just walked in. Seeing my helpless expression, he asked, "Min...what's up?"

"Liang. I was planning to stay with you for a while before going back to the dorm tonight, but Roger just told me to go back to the studio at 10 pm, the boss wants to see me."

Zhao Liang came over and hugged me. "You make it sound like you're never coming back. Can't you sleep in the dorm?"

"Liang. I haven't slept in the dorm for three days. I have to go back tonight, so Da Xian won't start nagging me."

"...Well, there's no way around it then. I'll take a shower first and then see you off, okay? Wait for me..."

Zhao Liang walked into the bathroom, taking off his sportswear. Seeing his broad back and muscular buttocks covered in short hair, if time allowed, I really wanted him to hug me and kiss me. My experience this afternoon made me realize that Xiao Dong would soon abandon me for his career. Qiu Min. You need to be firm in your decision. Heaven chose this boy for you, so don't go against it anymore.

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"I'm sorry. It's so late and I had to call you two back..."

"The boss wouldn't have called us back if it wasn't urgent. We understand," Roger said.

“I received a call from Director Yao Zhuoxian at dusk. I was planning to tell everyone tomorrow, but Qiu Min doesn’t start work until Tuesday night, which is why I asked you to come…”

I nodded and said, “I wonder what’s up, Uncle?”

“I’ve met with Director Yao several times and discussed several shooting suggestions. These suggestions were all brainstormed together on how to shoot promotional videos and photos for the Public Relations Section. I followed up a couple of days ago and found that Director Yao was still not quite satisfied. He said that he had just taken office and needed to leave a deep impression on the citizens, so he hoped that this publicity would resonate with the people. I thought about it again and decided to take a gamble and bring up the suggestion you gave me last time. He actually said he would accept it. I wonder how long it will take for the photographer to understand the professional life of the staff. I’m making a bold assumption that within two to three weeks, the photographer will have gained some understanding based on his personal intuition and observation skills…”

“Wow! If that’s the case, do we have to put aside our other work and only follow up on the government’s work?”

Roger felt that it was taking too long and delaying the studio’s work.

"Of course not. To be honest, they only have two units: the fire department and the police force, including the marine police. As for how many districts they have for us to film, I have no idea. Probably no fewer than ten people. We can handle the photographers, and Likang will also be involved... I think you all understand, a new broom sweeps clean and needs to produce results as soon as possible. If Director Yao approves tomorrow afternoon, we'll need enough manpower to handle the extra workload. Qiu Min, will you join?"

I hesitated, thinking that the big exams were coming up soon, and the dormitory sports meet was in full swing. If I refused my uncle's offer, he might have a bad impression of me. It would be better to find other classmates to film for the university, and that way I could avoid Brother Long, Brother Tang, and Brother Song...

"Uncle, since Likang is involved, I can probably handle it too. Likang, we can exchange ideas then..."

Uncle Li said bluntly, "No! You have to handle it on your own, otherwise the photo studio will really be short-staffed. All the photos and videos will be submitted to the review committee in Director Yao's office to select the best ones..."

“Min, we can still talk after we finish shooting,” Li Kang comforted me.

“Okay. Since you agreed, I’ll include you in the list. I’ll assign you positions once the appointments are finalized. Kang, you and Min go back to the university first. Roger, let’s discuss how to move the photographers around.”

Li Kang skipped along the way, seemingly very excited: “Great! If our shoot is successful this time, the photo studio will not only make a lot of money, but we’ll also establish a relationship with the government, and there will be more opportunities coming in the future… hahaha… By the way, did Dad mention this to you last time?…”

“Wasn’t it the night he assigned me to shoot at the hospital? I thought I was being too naive, and I stopped halfway through.”

“My dad thinks too much. Sometimes when I talk to him, he’ll suddenly jump to another topic before returning to what he was asking. I’m used to it! Min, if you’re assigned to the police force, how do you plan to shoot…”

I stared blankly at Li Kang: “Director Yao wants to be approachable, so let’s start from this angle… Actually, I was just saying it casually at the time, how could I have expected him to accept it?”

"Being approachable...being approachable...that's an abstract concept, Min! Does it mean filming them shaking hands with citizens and helping them every day?"

"Yeah..."

The two remained silent, thinking it was like a difficult exam question from a university professor, and went back to their dorms.

Back in the dorm that evening, I realized Xiao Dong hadn't asked Aunt Qin about any ways to get into the film industry; he was just chatting with her. Just as I was wondering what was going on with Xiao Dong, Brother Long came over and said he wanted to learn basketball from him. I felt awkward. Was Brother Long doing this on purpose? Xiao Dong said I was being too sensitive; Brother Long just wanted to learn more for the upcoming basketball games...

"Xiao Dong, you saved Aunt Qin from falling, didn't she really say anything about promoting you or anything?"

"When did you become so 'impatient,' Min..."

Xiao Dong raised an eyebrow, smiling knowingly. I stared blankly at Xiao Dong. How could he give up such a great opportunity?

“Just listening to her talk about the hardships she’s faced since entering the film industry, I know I can’t rely solely on luck and looks… If fate paves a way for me, I’ll never have to worry. Min, come here!”

At Xiao Dong’s command, I followed him as if hypnotized. I thought to myself, Xiao Dong is very ambitious and has a strong personality; he doesn’t rely on anyone’s help. Remembering his promise to follow me everywhere, I imagined the romance of the journey, and my heart softened. Xiao Dong only asked once, and I let him stay in my room. The two sat on the balcony, back to back, whispering sweet nothings for a while. My neck was filled with Xiao Dong's breath, his alluring scent wafting into my nostrils again…

“Xiao Dong. I… haven't… showered yet…”

“Min… I haven't held you like this in a long time… mmm… you still… smell so good… your skin… tsk…”

(The following erotic scenes of Min and Xiao Dong's intimate embrace have been omitted.)

Just as I began to give Xiao Dong a deep throat on his hard, curved penis, my lips slid to the base of his throbbing pubic hair, my small hands playing with his two large testicles in his scrotum, when suddenly the phone rang in the bedroom. I knew immediately it wasn't mine. Xiao Dong groaned, “Min… ah… it's my phone…” “Mmm… oh… mmm… don't listen… mmm… ga…”

Seeing his lover lovingly sucking on his large penis, Xiao Dong felt a surge of masculinity, repeatedly thrusting his curved penis forward, letting me kiss it, grinning from ear to ear, before finally glancing at the phone screen.

"Jay?"

I was holding my large glans, about to tease the pre-ejaculate seeping from Xiao Dong's narrow urethral opening with the tip of my tongue, when I suddenly heard the name "Jay," and I froze in shock. Xiao Dong gently pushed my head, and my large penis snapped back to his lower abdomen with a "smack."

"Hello. Is this Jay?" He answered the phone, his right arm immediately pulling me tighter, making me fall into his arms, as if Jay would reach out from the phone and grab me back. In the quiet bedroom, I could clearly hear a voice I hadn't heard in a long time...

"Yeah... Xiao Dong... I'm sorry... You're not asleep yet, are you?"

Jay stammered. Xiao Dong glared at me as he replied, "It's still early... Of course I'm not asleep... What's up?"

After a long pause, Jie finally said, "I... Xiao Dong... a good friend... I want you to do me a favor... and I also want to ask you something..."

"What is it?"

My heart was pounding, as if it were connected to Jie's. If I wasn't mistaken, Jie must have called Xiao Dong for help...

"Have you seen any allergies?" Xiao Dong stared at me intently, smiling as he said, "That's a strange question. We're in the same dorm, how come we've never met... Why are you asking?"

"I... Min and I have had some misunderstandings recently..."

Xiao Dong was extremely surprised, glanced at me, but continued to wait for Jie to continue. I felt uneasy. I had kept our relationship a secret from Xiao Dong, but I never expected Jie would have nowhere else to run and call Xiao Dong for help.

"...Afterwards, A-Kun saw him walking with... that boy who visited my aunt at the hospital..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Dong and I were both stunned. I couldn't believe Jie would tell Xiao Dong this directly, and Xiao Dong couldn't believe I was walking with another boy. I shyly pushed Xiao Dong's chest lightly, feeling even more annoyed that Jie had so casually told his friends about our relationship, and now this love quadrangle was finally completely exposed, making me blush instantly. Xiao Dong, though surprised, tightened his grip on me. Suddenly, I heard Jie continue, "...Actually, I'm not sure if Min was deliberately trying to provoke me...I really want you to keep an eye on Min for me, to see how he..."

"Why don't you talk to Min yourself, instead of having me, an outsider, interfere?"

Xiao Dong interrupted Jie. “Yes! Xiao Yang also passed me a note… It’s been a few days. I asked Xiao Yang if he had helped me, and he said Min was so angry she cried and yelled that she didn’t want to see it… It’s been several days, he must still be angry with me, so he hasn’t seen it yet. That’s when I remembered that you were closest to him in college.”

Xiao Dong’s chest heaved, his eyes darted around, as if he was thinking about something. He paused for a moment before saying, “So what? Do you want me to follow Min 24 hours a day?”

“No! That’s not what I meant. I want you to keep an eye on Min for me for now… I’m afraid she’ll be deceived by that boy… Xiao Dong… can you do me this favor?”

Hearing Jie’s words, I felt a pang of sorrow. No boy had ever deceived me, but every unforgettable love had made me fall into a trap, unable to extricate myself. But Xiao Dong's heart was pounding against my skin. He puffed out his chest muscles and said, "I don't quite understand what you mean, Jie... To be honest, if you want me to get involved in your relationship, I definitely won't stand idly by..."

"Okay! Xiao Dong..."

Jie was saying happily when Xiao Dong interrupted, "Jie, you really don't understand what I mean?..."

The two of them paused. I stared at Xiao Dong, as if I were back in the day he fought with Jie, my heart pounding.

"...Jie, I can help, but do you remember what Xiao Yang said to us in the school shower room that time?..."

I was so scared that I pushed against Xiao Dong's chest, but I didn't dare to make a sound, afraid that Jie would know I was next to Xiao Dong. My heart was pounding so hard I could hardly bear it. Jie was stunned and didn't respond. He never expected that Xiao Dong would bring up the old story at this moment.

"...Although we are good friends, I won't lie to you, I still really like Xiao Min..."

Xiao Dong said, while holding my waist tightly, even crossing his legs, making it impossible for me to move.

"What? Xiao Dong. You weren't with Qian..."

Jie asked loudly, only to be interrupted by Xiao Dong again...

"I never loved Qian'er. Jie, can people like us control our desires? Actually, whether you agree or not, I can just follow Xiao Yang's method and compete with you. I still have a few months..."

"You..."

Hearing Jie plead with Xiao Dong to look after me, yet unable to speak due to his own mistakes, I almost cried. Why did I get angry? Why didn't I look at what Jie's note actually said? But thinking about how my love for Zhao Liang had rekindled, and how I even planned to spend my life with him, how could I deceive Zhao Liang again? ...Why am I so incompetent, unable to even control my own love, so hesitant?

Xiao Dong wasn't angry. He calmly continued, "Jie, if the situation were reversed, I think you would have done the same. Besides, you asked me for a favor, and I've always liked Min. I'm only pursuing Min because you agreed. Min can love any man now, so why can't that man be mine... What?"

"You're taking advantage of her!" Jie exclaimed excitedly.

"Jie, then why did you ask me to look after Xiao Min? Hmm? Isn't it because you're afraid she'll fall into someone else's hands?"

"You... you knew Min was mine all along, of course I'm afraid she'll fall into someone else's hands!"

Hearing Jie's impulsive voice, tears welled up in my eyes, but I felt increasingly unfamiliar with myself, my mind in such turmoil that I almost fainted...

"So what exactly did you do to Xiao Min that made him so indifferent to you?"

Faced with Xiao Dong's question, Jie was completely unable to answer. Seeing my eyes filled with tears, Xiao Dong shook his head repeatedly, begging me not to pressure Jie like this. He gently kissed me and continued, "Jie, if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known. But now that you're telling me yourself that you two are like this, even if I want to pursue Xiao Min, how am I taking advantage of her?"

"...We haven't broken up yet!..."

"I don't care about you two, as long as Min doesn't want to be with you right now, why can't I pursue her?"

"You..."

The two of us paused for a long time before I heard Jie's words that chilled me to the bone: "...Fine! I agree. I'd rather Min be with you than with that boy! But you have to agree to one more condition."

Hearing Jie's hatred for Zhao Liang, I sadly shed tears, suddenly realizing it was all my fault—fault for being overly suspicious, fault for not having a father, fault for craving same-sex recognition, fault for being short and thin, fault for not being able to suppress my inner desire for men, which led to all these troubles. Moreover, I had an even stronger thought in my heart: to leave Jie and Xiaodong and follow Zhaoliang for the rest of my life. Because I knew I couldn't find inner peace between Jie and Xiaodong.

"Okay! It's a deal. What are the conditions?" Xiaodong was overjoyed, as if all his worries had vanished, and the sky was bright.

"Don't be so happy so quickly. Although I agree to you pursuing Min, do you think Min necessarily likes you? If Min understood everything, he would definitely make up with me..."

"You don't need to worry about that. Tell me! What are the conditions?"

"What kind of person is your Uncle Zhong in Lin Village?"

Xiaodong was puzzled when he heard Jie say this: "What Uncle Zhong? He's just a neighbor from my village when I was a child."

"Didn't you say that your family traveled all over the mountains with him? How could you not know his background?"

"That's strange..." Before Xiaodong could finish speaking, Jie interrupted: "My additional condition is that you investigate him for me..."

The more I listened, the more upset I became. Why did our affair involve my godfather?

"Investigate him?" Xiao Dong asked in surprise. "Yes! What exactly is his relationship with the boy who's pursuing Min now?"

"What? How am I supposed to find out? I can't even remember his name..."

Seeing my eyes reddening and on the verge of tears, Xiao Dong frowned, shook his head, and hugged me tightly.

"I once sat at the same table with him. His name is Chen Zhaoliang. Min said he's a graduate of Bajie Boys' School. Xiao Dong, I don't care what method you use, you have to let me know what this boy's relationship with Old Man Zhong is!"

"What exactly happened..."

"You don't need to know my reasons. Since you're so familiar with Old Man Zhong, it should be easy for you to find out, right?"

"Jie, are you deliberately trying to stop me from pursuing Min?"

Xiao Dong was getting a little angry.

"What?"

"Min once told me that she has already recognized Uncle Zhong as her godfather. Are you trying to make things difficult for me by asking me to investigate her godfather?"

"Who told you to tell him? No matter what, you have to get this done for me, do you agree or not?"

I was about to snatch Xiao Dong's phone to find out what was going on. You slept with A Xian, and you still treat my godfather like this? But Xiao Dong held my hand, quickly agreed to Jie, and hung up the phone.

“Xiao Dong!” I punched his chest. “Why wouldn’t you let me tell Jie?”

“…No matter what I say, Jie can’t know you’re with me for now.”

“Why?…Why?…I don’t belong to you, I don’t want anyone!…”

Seeing my tear-streaked face, Xiao Dong couldn’t help but hug me tightly as I struggled…

“Min. Calm down, okay?…Min…Think it through, isn’t this a good way to resolve our relationship?”

“I…I don’t want…you…you’re not a good person…ah…sob…”

I couldn’t control my emotions and finally burst into tears in Xiao Dong’s arms. Just a few days ago I was determined to be with Zhao Liang, but this afternoon I felt that Xiao Dong would eventually leave me without a trace. Why all the twists and turns? Why did he have to torment me? Why is Jie becoming more and more unreasonable? Xiao Dong, afraid the students in the next room would hear, held me tightly and covered my mouth...

"Min. Don't cry, okay?... I never said I was a saint... I'm bad... I know I was bad to you before... but I didn't understand... loving you only made you more miserable..."

"...Dong... my heart... can't be divided..."

"...So you'd rather be with that boy?..."

I couldn't speak, only shook my head and cried, thinking I had resolved my feelings, but it only made things worse. Even Xiao Dong knew I was with Zhao Liang. Given his temperament, how could he let me quietly follow Zhao Liang? Instead, it annoyed Zhao Liang...

"Min... when did I ever stop you from continuing with Jie?... Unless you only love Jie, if you still have feelings for me, tell me what happened, why Jie asked me to check Uncle Zhong's place... Don't cry, okay?... Min..."

"...How... how would I know..."

I kept shaking my head. Xiao Dong didn't say anything more, just held me tightly and kissed my forehead. For a while, Nicole's lonely and helpless expression floated into my mind, and I was afraid that I would end up like her, all alone...

"...Zhaoliang and I... knew each other back in America..."

Xiao Dong paused, and after a long while, he said, "...Jie knows too?..."

I nodded, pushed Xiao Dong away, turned my back to him, and sat on the balcony. I sat there blankly, like a prisoner giving a testimony, and told him about my past...

"...So...Jie wasn't my first man..."

"...Min. Everyone has a past...you don't need to mind..."

"But at first, I thought you were only interested in my body...I was willing to use my body...to exchange for the comfort and recognition I received from other men when I was young...To make up for the hurt, I wasn't smart at all...Whoever was good to me...I always...always couldn't control myself...I was so stupid..."

Xiao Dong lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

"Dong...you know...why...I...hate you so much..." I sobbed.

"…Min. I'm sorry…I…"

"…You know I…admire you and Jie so much…because I really want to be like you…a…real man…but I have no choice. Like my father…I can't change…among you…I can't hold my head high…" "

…Min. I understand…but I'm struggling too…why am I thinking of you…I understood too late…"

I wiped away my tears, which were of no use, and turned to glare at Xiao Dong, who was hanging his head and silent: "Then do you know why I'm so in love with Jie? He's a year younger than you, but he understands my feelings…"

"Min…you haven't forgiven me yet?"

I remained silent, not understanding whether I was using our past as leverage in this love game to manipulate Xiao Dong, hoping to find an outlet for my past unhappiness and inner turmoil. Xiao Dong asked again softly, then came over and hugged me tightly…

“Min…can we remove this thorn?…Please…don’t let my struggles be in vain…”

“Do you want me to keep pulling and tugging at you two like this…”

“Min. Why do you have to be with a certain man in your heart?”

Xiao Dong said, a little agitated. He had never understood my submissive mentality of being faithful to one man, and continued nagging: “…Now even Lian Jie has made a mistake. Don’t you understand that when a man is attracted to someone, even if he doesn’t take any action, he will still fantasize about possessing that person?”

I understood. The moment I met Gang Ge, I understood that men cannot be controlled, because “he” from head to toe is inherently unwilling to be controlled. Instead, he loves to manipulate, loves to explore, and thus gains the satisfaction of having everything under his control. If humans couldn’t escape this mentality, why would there be wars? I stared blankly at Xiao Dong, unable to answer. Xiao Dong saw me staring at him with a puzzled look, and softened his tone: "Min, didn't you tell me that you yourself felt unable to suppress your desires? Doesn't that mean we men, whether heterosexual or gay, are born with a strong desire for sex? You can't ask a man to protect your body, and you can't protect a man either... Maybe you still think Jie is trustworthy, but think about it, his social circle is all about school right now, that's why he made those promises to you. Once he goes to university or starts working, he'll meet more people, who dares to say he won't make mistakes behind your back?... But think about what era we live in now......"

I talked to Xiao Dong for a while, but every sentence was a wake-up call, yet also seemed unreliable. I gently leaned against Xiao Dong's neck. Was the desire to be faithful to the man I loved already outdated? However, the few male hormones that had remained in my body for the past six months had already proven that I couldn't do it. A little desperately, I whispered to Xiaodong, "But shouldn't a relationship be between two people?"

Xiaodong seemed to think I was too naive. He hugged me tightly, lowered his head, and lightly kissed my cheek. "Min, if you truly only love one man and can suppress your endless desires, who would blame you for insisting on loving only one person? But think about it, are there any women whose bodies belong to their husbands, yet whose hearts are still with their first love, or thinking about handsome male stars? I can tell you, there are plenty!"

"But Jie... Jie doesn't see it that way..."

"Does he still have the right to ask you to keep your body for him?"

Xiaodong blurted out, then, afraid of hurting me, sighed and calmed down. "Min, do you remember that time I had diarrhea at your house?"

Caught off guard by Xiaodong's mention of that, I immediately blushed. Xiaodong tightened his arms around me, making it impossible for me to push him away. The sweetness of that day only brought me helplessness today. I leaned against Xiaodong's neck, remaining silent.

"...I heard Jie keep saying in the bathroom, 'You're my only one,' and you know how much it hurt me..."

I covered Xiao Dong's mouth, stopping him from continuing. Instead, he grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"...I really want to one day kiss you properly in front of Jie... even get intimate..."

"Why would you think that?"

"Are you going to hide it from him and be with me from now on? Since he was wrong this time too... Min, are you still angry with him?"

"I... I don't know... Remember when I told you about my difficulties?..."

"Min. There are no difficulties now! Since Jie personally agreed to let me pursue you, why not just play some tricks on him?"

I was stunned for a moment, then looked up and glared at Xiao Dong: "Play some tricks?"

Xiao Dong said excitedly: "Min. It's up to you to decide. You naturally love Zhao Liang because he was hurt for you, but do you love me? Hmm?"

Seeing Xiao Dong's eyes fixed on me, filled with his childhood admiration, I couldn't help but nod.

"So you deliberately let Jie know that you've been deeply hurt, not only by being with Zhaoliang, but also by accepting me..."

My eyes widened in shock: "Jie won't be able to handle it!...Besides, I...I've been deceiving him all along...I'm the one who's wrong, how could I treat him like this again?"

"Min. You're wrong about that. If Jie had remained chaste for you, I wouldn't have anything to say about you protecting him like this. But since this has happened, he can't shirk responsibility. Right? He sees that you've accepted Zhaoliang, and you've accepted me too, so he naturally understands that you've also seen through the concept of forever, of unwavering devotion. If he still loves you, why wouldn't he fight you to the end?..." "

I...I'm just afraid that you'll keep fighting me..."

"Min. Here you go again!"

"What?"

“You still harbor some earth-shattering, tear-jerking fantasy of love in your heart, wake up! You can't remain chaste for Jie, and Jie can't either… Min. Believe me, you heard with your own ears how worried Jie was about you just now. He definitely won't give up on having another chance with you. But this time, he needs to adjust his mindset before he can remarry you, because he can't deny his past infidelity.”

Seeing how certain Xiao Dong was, I was speechless for a long time. It seemed like every word he said was right, but my conscience secretly reproached me. Xiao Dong looked into my eyes, hugged me tightly, and said, “Are you really willing to give up me, give up Jie? Min… mmm… mmm…”

Xiao Dong couldn't help but kiss me. “Ugh…what are you doing…ugh…Dong…ugh…”

“…ugh…you just make us unable to hold back…ugh…Min…ugh…I’m willing…ugh…let you do what you want…ugh…Min…ugh…”

“Ugh…Dong…ugh…um…um…”

(The following erotic scenes of Min and Xiao Dong’s entanglement have been deleted)

(Continuing from the deleted erotic part)

“Xiao Dong. Are you really going to investigate my godfather?”

I lay on Xiao Dong’s elastic chest, watching a large nipple rise and fall on the curve of his right breast. Although my small hands couldn’t help but want to stroke his firm abdominal muscles, and even brush down his thick pubic hair, and gently caress his penis that was making me feel like I was in heaven, my mind was thinking about this matter.

"Sigh... Min. I really... don't know how to investigate? Should I just ask Brother Hui if he knows Zhao Liang?... Hmm... Don't think about it, Min. Since Jie didn't give me a deadline, there's no need to act immediately... By the way, why don't you look at Jie's note?"

I tilted my head back and stared blankly at Xiao Dong for a while. Actually, I really didn't want him to investigate my godfather. Because he didn't understand that I had already decided to follow Zhao Liang. Recent events seemed to be telling me that Jie and Xiao Dong would fade out of my life. Although I was always uneasy about whether I could forget the many unforgettable times they had given me, thinking of Xiao Ling'er and her younger siblings forgetting the pain of losing their mother, time would eventually ease the pain in my heart. In fact, I couldn't choose anymore. Jie had promised Xiao Dong, and they would definitely fight fiercely over me in the future. Just listening to them arguing would only make us have no peace.

"Why not?"

Xiao Dong looked at me with heavy eyes and gently stroked my skin. Seeing his heavy breathing, I almost couldn't help but fall asleep. I shook my head, my heart filled with pain and confusion, unsure of what the future held. Could I truly forget Jie and Xiao Dong in Zhao Liang's arms? But now, if I hesitated, I would end up like Nicole. Who could bear to watch their younger comrades happily living with their loved ones when they were older? I didn't want to be alone, nor could I let Zhao Liang down again. I looked up at Xiao Dong again; he was already sound asleep. Looking at his handsome face, how many handsome and fit men like Xiao Dong were there in the world? Could I, Qiu Min, possibly fall in love with every one I saw…?

"Rhys. Could you please come back to the photo studio for a meeting at 8:30 tomorrow morning? Director Yao really agreed to your suggestion; we need to have a meeting to hear the boss's strategy."

Roger called me Monday morning, waking Xiao Dong as well.

"I have to go to class..."

"Skipping one or two times won't prevent you from graduating, will it? This is a great opportunity for you."

"Well... okay!"

"What? Why are you pouting... um... you're so cute... um..."

Seeing my helpless expression, Xiao Dong hugged me and kissed me. Xiao Dong, with his precocious erection, his penis hot and hard, grabbed my hand and stroked his manhood, wrapping his scrotum...

"Um... Dong... no... there's so much work at the photo studio, I have to go back for a meeting tomorrow." "I

really miss you. If I weren't so busy, I'd love to hold you in my arms every day..."

"You... you've never been this clingy!"

"Min. Now I'm officially with you. Have you forgotten?"

I didn't respond, staring blankly at Xiao Dong's handsome face. To be loved by such a man was naturally sweet, but every time I thought about facing his and Jie's mutual accusations and arguments, my heart sank. All my hopes were just empty words...

"...This time, we absolutely must succeed; failure is not an option. You all need to give it your all so the photo studio can continue its cooperation with the government. We were a bit short-staffed, but for this project, Roger and I discussed it the day before yesterday, and we'll temporarily reassign your current tasks. Brad, besides Roger, you're the most experienced person here. However, I know you're currently handling several other jobs, so I'll try to assign you to a location near the city center..."

"Boss... I'm sorry... I need to use the restroom... I don't know what I ate wrong... I'm vomiting and have diarrhea..."

Brad raised one hand, clutching his stomach with the other, his face pale, and he spoke breathlessly.

"Are you alright? Hurry back!"

Brad was too anxious to speak and immediately rushed out of the meeting room. Uncle Li raised an eyebrow and said to a male colleague, "Samson, you're currently handling the Pacific group. We don't intend for the government to distract you this time. Could you please check on Brad's condition?" Samson

responded and left the meeting room.

Having never seen such a large gathering before, this morning was the first time I'd seen all my local colleagues crammed into the meeting room, and I was naturally a little nervous. However, seeing Brad sweating profusely and needing Samson to watch over him in the restroom, and remembering the unpleasant smell, some colleagues couldn't help but chuckle. The atmosphere relaxed slightly, and Uncle Li cleared his throat, preventing anyone from laughing any further. He distributed some materials to those of us involved and then began assigning tasks…

“…Ricky. You're with the Western District Civil Engineering, and Desmond is with the Kowloon East Quantity Surveying. Li Kang and Qiu Min are still studying, so we can't move any more people. However, they lack experience. After discussing it with Roger, Li Kang will follow up with the Immigration Department in Sha Tau Kok, and Qiu Min will follow up…”

As Uncle Li was speaking, Samson suddenly rushed into the conference room: "Boss, do you have any medicated oil or anything like that? Brad's condition is getting worse. He just came out of the restroom and vomited again. His face is frighteningly pale. He said his heart is racing, he's having trouble breathing... Call an ambulance quickly..."

Uncle Li was startled and immediately pulled Roger a few steps away, then turned to the secretary and said, "Tina, call an ambulance immediately!..."

He grabbed a coat from behind his chair and his thermos, and hurried to the restroom. A commotion erupted in the conference room. Some colleagues searched for medicated oil, while others looked on in astonishment...

"What did he eat?"

However, the true nature of human nature is often revealed in such moments.

"Sigh! If the boss treated me like that, I'd really repay him with my body... Hahaha..."

The man suddenly remembered that Li Kang was still sitting in the conference room and immediately dared not speak further. After a while of commotion, the ambulance still hadn't arrived, so Tina urgently summoned a familiar doctor from nearby to come and examine Brad.

"Likang, you're going to work in the border region. Can you handle it?"

While waiting, I couldn't help but look at the document I was assigned to. I was stunned when I saw it and asked Likang.

"Dad already told me last night. Just grit your teeth and bear it. He also said that the border police are quite busy, so he sent me there... Actually, who wouldn't want to work nearby? But he said that we two are relatively inexperienced, and these two places are for us to practice. Besides, the committee will select one of us from the photos and videos of more than ten of us. Min, relax! Dad doesn't want us to get any results. He just wants us to have a learning opportunity... Remember to check the dates and ask the professor for leave first."

I nodded, wondering what the work would be like. I was about to open the document Uncle Li had given me when I suddenly saw Roger run out, looking hesitant. Roger's gaze suddenly fell on Likang, as if he had seen a Bodhisattva. He grabbed Likang's shoulder and said, "Likang, do you have to go to school later?"

"Of course! Why?"

"Oh no. The doctor just said Brad has acute food poisoning and has to be taken to the hospital. He has to go to the second phase of the state-owned enterprise for a shoot at 9:30... Sigh... What to do?... What to do..."

Roger became melancholy, walked to his desk, took the photographer's schedule, and kept flipping through it, but he was trying to persuade Likang: "Can't you skip it?"

Likang walked to his side and kept shaking his head: "Roger. Aren't there any other photographers?"

"Young master. You know we're short-staffed, but we're taking on more and more work. If I could transfer people, I wouldn't think of you."

"I'm really sorry. The philosophy exam is coming up soon, and if I miss these last three classes, my attendance rate will be too low."

Roger looked at the schedule for a while, and as he was thinking with his head down, Likang suddenly said, "Hey? Qiu Min. Can you do me a favor?"

"Me?"

I was a little surprised. Brad is one of the top photographers in the studio; he only takes on the highest-end jobs. How could I possibly handle that? Seeing Roger's eyes light up, I chimed in, "Yeah, Rhys. You have to help Roger this time."

He's always been good to me, letting me and Brad go to Verdan for a photoshoot, fulfilling my dream of landscape photography, and giving me opportunities to practice. I don't think I can really refuse.

"What are you filming? Will it be difficult?"

Roger smiled. "It is difficult, not in terms of difficulty, but because the building is very tall. Rhys, don't underestimate your abilities. Actually, this is a project undertaken by a state-owned enterprise for the second phase of construction, and the designers have asked us to film the building's progress. After this, they will continue filming the interior once the building is completed. After you finish, they will immediately start installing the glass curtain wall. With your current filming experience, it's more than enough!"

Li Kang also said, "Min, did you take a day off?"

I nodded. "I didn't miss any of the photography or European cultural history sessions in the first half of the year. Hearing that you had a meeting this morning, this is the first time I've taken a day off..."

"That's good then. Min, how could you not handle such a simple task?"

Li Kang winked at me, encouraging me to take the job. Roger persuaded me again: "Come on... it'll be done in less than a morning... help me with this!"

"What kind of work is it?"

"You do it! The designer said that Brad hadn't installed these devices properly when he last came. This is the floor plan of the office area of the building. Brad has already written down the main electrical panel room on the 25th floor, the fire alarm bell in the lobby on the 58th floor, but there are two locations on the 73rd floor: the fire door on the other side of the restroom, and the mirror in front of the sink in the men's restroom. Whether they're installed or not, you must take pictures as proof. Try to use a wide-angle lens to shoot. I'll follow up with the person in charge there. Understand?"

So I couldn't refuse the job, as a way of thanking Roger for his continued support. He explained the main shooting tasks to me again, showed me the work procedures that Brad had written, and then I went alone to the site of the second phase of the state-owned enterprise building.

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(The following part, depicting Min's erotic encounter at the skyscraper construction site, has been omitted.)

Knock knock knock…

“Min. Are you there? Xiao Dong.”

“The door isn’t locked…”

Xiao Dong sneaked in, carrying a takeout bag.

“Wow! What happened? Your face is so red… Are you feeling unwell?”

I sat at my desk, lazily resting my red cheeks on my hand, feeling a little weak.

“…Yeah. Working on the top floor, it’s really hot… But, I secretly drank… two cans of beer… Why are you being so sneaky?”

Xiao Dong lifted the bag in his hand, making a face: “I just passed by a shop and bought some snacks to eat with you… You never drink, why…”

“…Who said I don’t drink? Give it to me! I haven’t eaten anything all day…”

I suddenly opened the box, revealing one shiny pan-fried dumpling after another and a meat and vegetable bun. I remembered my first late-night snack with the boy in front of me, how I fell into the abyss of longing for love.

"...You're still thinking..."

Xiao Dong stared at me blankly for a moment as I wolfed down my food.

"...I wasn't thinking about anything, and I'm not allowed to think about anything. Right now, all my body needs is to eat...You should eat too..."

Xiao Dong couldn't bear to see my forced smile and gently stroked my cheek. A pang of sadness shot through me. I couldn't choose between these three boys. Since one was already gone, I might as well lose them all at once, so that I would only suffer the pain once...

"I'm sorry. Seeing you, I couldn't control myself. I...I so wanted to see that face of yours with me in Macau..."

"...What kind of face am I now?...Am I forever stuck in that day?"

I lowered my head, trying to hold back my tears, but they still spilled over. "Min!" Xiao Dong hugged me tightly as I sobbed.

“Dong…you’ve already…seen through me…why…why still…love…me…this…wanderer…”

“…I don’t care how much of a wanderer you are…you’re willing to hide in my arms…I still…still love holding you…Min…”

“…Thank you…I’ll remember that…Dong. You eat…” I gently pushed Xiao Dong away.

“Aren’t you going to eat with me?”

"That's enough... I'm going to Zhaoliang's house, I won't be back tonight... Don't worry. Zhaoliang is just like you, he's incredibly good to me, he would never hurt me... he'd only hurt me..."

"Min... Min..."

I picked up my backpack and ran out of the dormitory. I think I've never been so resolute towards a boy who loves me. Yet, facing this body of mine, which is used for others' sexual gratification and my own pleasure, I increasingly felt ashamed to accept anyone's love.

"Liang. Are you home?"

"No. I'm chatting with a friend at a coffee shop. What about you?"

"I'm rushing back to check on the cat. Liang. Don't buy food, I'll cook for you."

"Okay. Min. I'll rush back now and we can buy it together, okay?"

"No rush. You can continue. Two people don't need much... See you later."

"Mm. Min, I love you."

"I... love you..."

Hanging up the phone, my heart was filled with mixed feelings. The simple three words, the moment they came out of my mouth, seemed full of cunning, deception, and shame. I hesitated because I wasn't sure; I felt helpless because I couldn't control myself. I think it's time to make a decision...

meow...meow...meow...

"Delicious! Min. You're getting better and better at cooking, I really wish you would cook more."

"Actually, I just looked up recipes and seasonings online, it would be great if you liked them..."

"How could I not like them? The smell is so good even the cats are coming out. There's never a cooking smell in my house, all thanks to you..."

Nicole was licking Zhaoliang's toes for some reason, and he didn't stop her, gently shaking his leg to let her chase after it and lick. I couldn't help but laugh.

“Min. What can I do to make you smile so happily every day?”

“…I don’t want you to do anything for me. You’ve already done so much for me…”

Zhao Liang stared at me blankly for a moment, then smiled and said, “It wouldn’t be fair to you if you did this for me every day…”

“I’m willing… consider it making up for it…” He stared at me blankly for a while longer: “Don’t move…”

“What?”

Zhao Liang put down his chopsticks, grabbed my arms, gently kissed the corner of my mouth, then kissed my lips: “That’s all I can do. I thought you knew you had a grain of rice stuck to the corner of your mouth…”

He gently stuck out his tongue and swallowed the grain of rice that had been stuck to the corner of my mouth. I felt a surge of warmth, but instead, I felt a pang of sadness…

“Liang. I… I’ve been hiding a lot from you…”

“I don’t want to hear it. As long as you come, even if it’s just to see the cats, I’m satisfied… You’re eating this… Do you want me to buy a pair of candlesticks? They seem to add a touch of romance.”

I stared at him blankly. It seemed that he had put aside his loneliness just for tonight, for my temporary presence. However, the thought that he had been willing to give up his life for me made my heart ache.

"Liang..."

"I'll hold you while I talk to you tonight, okay? Eat up... Hmm. Anyway, it's still early. The cats have been staying here for over two weeks, so why don't we let them out later..."

"Okay! I haven't let the cats out yet. Where are we taking them?"

"There's a small park nearby; no one should be walking their dogs there. You eat up!"

I'd only ever seen people walk their dogs before, but now Zhao Liang had three happy, excited kittens in each hand, as if they'd stumbled into a new world. They ran around like dogs pulling a sled on the snow, pulling their leashes tightly. They looked back at Zhao Liang, as if scolding him for walking too slowly. Holding Nicole, I couldn't help but giggle. It felt like it had been a long time since I'd felt this warm and cozy with a guy, being by his side, and it was rare for him to be willing to be silly and crazy with me. Zhao Liang tied the cat's leash to the iron bars, shushed me, and sat down beside me. "Cats are really hard to raise."

"You regret it?" I asked, stroking Nicole who was nestled obediently in my arms, while watching the cats chase each other.

"No. I mean cats are slow to warm up. Just now, I was too scared to leave the box, but once I did, I ran around everywhere, almost dragging me along. Cats are never as well-behaved as dogs."

"No. I've seen people being dragged around by dogs too."

"I always felt that cats were wild, loved freedom, and weren't as loyal to their owners as dogs..."

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Zhao Liang noticed I was lost in thought, gently placing his arm on the back of the chair and putting his arm around my shoulder. Nicole, however, jumped from me into Zhao Liang's arms.

"...Then...I must be a cat..."

"Hehe. I've been wanting to raise you, my cat...Min. Don't be so sensitive, okay?"

"I'm not sensitive. Look at Nicole. She knows whose house she lives in!"

"Min. Why don't you stay at my house? She'll definitely know you're the owner..."

"Kittens are just a bit clueless..."

"Huh?"

Zhao Liang suddenly sat up, staring straight ahead. I looked in his direction...

"What a coincidence!"

Why is Xiao Dong here? Has he been following me? I felt embarrassed and took Nicole back from Zhao Liang's arms. If they start fighting, I'll just leave and not want either of them anymore. I slowly walked towards the kitten, but then realized that I was the one who caused this. Why did I shirk responsibility? Tonight...it seems I'm going to lose everything tonight...

"...Is Auntie feeling any better?" Zhao Liang stood up politely.

"That's kind of you. She's been discharged from the hospital, but she still needs to undergo physical therapy. She's been complaining every day..."

"...I advise your mother to be patient.

If she doesn't move her muscles and bones, it'll be even harder for her to walk in the future." "Sigh! If it weren't for the help of relatives, I don't know what I would have done. Sit down. Don't be shy. I just finished dinner and was planning to take a walk... Haha... I did n't expect to run into you like this. Do you live nearby?"

What exactly is Xiao Dong up to? He's actually taking the initiative. Judging from his tone, it seems he's investigating Zhao Liang's background. I pretended to tease the cat, listening to what he was up to.

"It's not far, but it's not exactly close either."

"Is the cat yours? I rarely see people letting their cats out."

Zhao Liang shook his head: "I like dogs. The cat is..."

"The cat is mine. I can't keep it at my place, so I'm temporarily keeping it at Zhao Liang's house..."

I couldn't bear to see Zhao Liang being questioned like this by Xiao Dong, so I interrupted his conversation with Xiao Dong. Since I had already decided to explain everything to Zhao Liang this afternoon, if he couldn't accept it, I might as well lose everything at once. I deserve it. Who told me to be so young and impulsive, to get involved with a bunch of guys and end up in this mess? Zhao Liang's eyes darted around; he seemed to know there was no way he'd run into Xiao Dong here. He's so smart, how could he not know that Xiao Dong might also be connected to me? I was just about to put the cats back in the box…

“…Yeah. Actually, I quite love animals, and cats are fine with me… What about you? You live in the same dorm as him, how's it going?”

Zhao Liang smiled awkwardly, but his use of "same dorm" was a clever way of guessing Xiao Dong's relationship with me. Xiao Dong paused slightly, leaned back in his chair, and said unhurriedly, “Yeah. It's alright. Living in the dorm is about connecting with more people, especially dealing with complex interpersonal relationships. Learning these things will be very helpful in handling things in the future. After all, sometimes you have to be tolerant and control your emotions when dealing with different individuals…”

I increasingly felt that the two of them were secretly at odds. I originally thought that Jie and Xiao Dong would be arguing all the time, but if it weren't for Jie's unreasonable demands, how could Xiao Dong have dragged the innocent Zhao Liang into this mess? How could I face Zhao Liang?

"...By the way, what subject do you study? I don't think I've ever run into you in the main building?"

"I study physical science, so my classroom is over on Sassoon Road..."

"Oh. So you must still be playing basketball. Right?"

"Of course I am. I love almost every type of sport, which is why I chose this subject. What about you? You played really well in that inter-school boys' basketball tournament."

"You flatter me. I haven't played basketball for quite a while since I started studying drama."

"Drama? I didn't realize you were so refined!"

"You flatter me. I fell in love with it when I was young. But I also love basketball. I was busy at the beginning of the semester and didn't practice much, but the dormitory boys' basketball tournament is coming up soon, and I've only recently managed to find some time to practice..."

"Huh? In that case, we might run into each other on the court." ...

Is fate playing tricks on me? Why did they become so engrossed in talking about basketball, getting more and more animated as they went, completely ignoring me and leaving my legs aching from squatting? Xiao Dong wanted to find out more about Zhao Liang, so naturally he wanted to get to the bottom of things, asking as many questions as possible in the shortest amount of time. However, when it came to basketball, he seemed to have lost his strategy, letting Zhao Liang lead the way. I started to worry; going home with Zhao Liang later would be so embarrassing I'd want to die. I stroked Nicole, thinking about her background, and couldn't help but worry about myself, feeling incredibly guilty towards Zhao Liang…

“Can I play a game with you? I haven't had a good opponent in a long time.”

“Don't say that. If you like, I'm happy to play… Here's my phone number, I'll definitely play a game with you sometime.”

“Zhao Liang!” I cried out inwardly, terrified that they really would have a big fight. I even handed Xiao Dong the business card I had designed for him.

"Hey? Your business card is really nice!"

"Hehe... A friend got it for me, computers are so convenient these days... By the way, you said studying drama, is there a future in it?"

"There will always be. Everyone's circumstances are different, it depends on how much you put in... Sorry. I have to go now. I have some things to do, I'll contact you when I have time. Goodbye."

As Xiao Dong was leaving the small park, he winked at me: "Min. See you later."

I was stunned and couldn't answer, not understanding whether his words were forcing me to go back to the dormitory, or pretending to be ignorant in front of Zhao Liang, or even intimidating Zhao Liang, not allowing me to stay in Zhao Liang's house...

"...One...two...three...four...five...you...went the farthest...come on!..."

Zhao Liang squatted down beside me, putting the kitten that had been running around back into the box. I had never felt so embarrassed, I didn't know what to say to him anymore, explaining would only be a cover-up.

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