Trainee Doctor White Crow

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I'm a medical intern, just graduated from medical school. I only studied medicine because of my father; he instilled in me the idea of becoming a doctor from a young age. However, I've never really liked doctors. I find the smell of hospitals unpleasant, and doctors always have such stern faces and no life. But I didn't dare tell my father. In middle school, I developed a love for writing, hoping to become a writer—a fact my father, of course, didn't know. When it came time to take the college entrance exam, under my father's pressure, I chose medical school, giving up the opportunity to study Chinese literature. During my second year of university, on his deathbed, my father told me the real reason he wanted me to go to medical school: one of his classmates, who wasn't as bright as my father when he was young, became a doctor, while my father, responding to the call to study, chose mechanical engineering. Later, that classmate stole my father's beloved first love, simply because my father wasn't a doctor. Good heavens, that's the reason! He's so selfish; he could abandon my dreams for himself. But looking into my father's eyes, which were gradually losing their light, could I say no? Some hopes and ideals remain the most beautiful melodies in our hearts, but the reality of life now plays a chaotic rhythm. Reality is cruel, and fate is cruel. However, my father couldn't see what happened to me later. If he had known, he would have made me study Chinese literature—no, perhaps he would have made me study mechanical engineering, so I could live a peaceful and stable life.
After graduation, I was assigned to a large hospital in the city, where I interned under a chief physician, Dr. Zhang. Because my doctor was highly skilled, I was often grateful to have such a good mentor. But as time went by, I gradually saw his true colors. Patients' families often came to give him gifts, which I knew was normal, but he would always demand exorbitant prices, even from families that weren't wealthy. What I found most unbearable was his arrogant demands after taking money, treating other people's families like dogs. Behind his back, he even told me that he chose to become a doctor because of the feeling of being able to control other people's destinies. This scumbag, a wolf in sheep's clothing. I often cursed him behind his back. But he often warned me, saying, "Young man, you lack social experience. You need to know what to say and what not to say. If you see something you shouldn't see, pretend you didn't." Who asked me to work under him? I had no choice but to turn a blind eye. But I often thought that if things continued like this, I would quickly become numb and eventually become complicit.
One day, he invited me to two banquets, one for lunch and one for dinner. The lunch banquet was hosted by a pharmaceutical merchant at a luxurious restaurant in the city. There were only four of us in a large private room: me, Dr. Zhang, the pharmaceutical merchant, and a glamorous woman with red lips, full breasts, and large expanses of exposed white flesh. Her narrow skirt hugged her pert buttocks, and she swayed her hips as she walked—so slutty! (I always suspected she was a prostitute). The woman sat close to Dr. Zhang, and after sitting down, she kept her hand on his thigh. I knew Dr. Zhang was a lecher. His hand was also constantly touching the woman's buttocks. "Pervert!" I cursed inwardly.
During the meal, Dr. Zhang ate and drank while openly flirting with the woman, pinching her buttocks and even putting his hand under her skirt. He knew I saw it, but he didn't hide it. At one point, emboldened by alcohol, he pulled down the woman's shirt, exposing one of her large breasts. Even the pharmaceutical merchant couldn't stand it, but couldn't say anything. He could only keep urging me to drink more.
As the meal was about to end, the pharmaceutical merchant secretly took a thick wad of something from his bag and threw it at Dr. Zhang's feet.
"Dr. Zhang, you dropped something."
"What? I dropped something?" Dr. Zhang looked at his feet. "Is this mine?"
"Yes, yes." Seeing the merchant's suggestive expression, Dr. Zhang understood.
"Ah, when people drink too much, they become confused and don't even remember their own things." He quickly put the wad of something in his bag and then gave me a meaningful look. Dr. Zhang has a very high alcohol tolerance; how could he be drunk? I immediately understood; bringing me here was the first step in his plan to lure me into this mess.
After we finished eating and drinking, Dr. Zhang wiped his mouth contentedly, not forgetting to give the woman a couple of squeezes.
"Let's go, I won't forget your hospitality. Until we meet again!" he said, pulling me away. I was surprised that Dr. Zhang didn't ask the woman to have sex with him this time; it wasn't like him. Had he changed his ways today? On the way, he gave me another lesson in social dynamics.
That evening, we went to another large hotel. The hostess was the wife and brother of a male patient. The patient needed surgery, but only Dr. Zhang in our hospital was confident in performing it; other doctors weren't so sure, and it might even paralyze the man. So the family came to beg him. Dr. Zhang initially didn't want to do it, as the surgery was very difficult, and a bad result would damage his reputation. But after meeting the family, he decided to do it; it seemed he still had some compassion. But I knew he was going to make a fortune again.
After meeting the man's wife, I learned why Dr. Zhang had decided to do it. The man's wife was incredibly beautiful, with an absolutely stunning figure. She had dressed up especially for the occasion, and Dr. Zhang was drooling over her. Upon meeting her, he grabbed her hand and wouldn't let go. After they were seated, he forcibly pulled her to his side. Throughout the meal, Dr. Zhang kept touching her hand. Slowly, his hand moved to her buttocks, kneading them, and then he reached under her skirt, forcefully groping her. The woman blushed deeply, trying to escape but unable to. Her younger brother, unable to bear it any longer, slammed his glass down and stood up.
"Little brother! Sit down." The woman turned back. "Dr. Zhang, don't be angry, my little brother is so rude."
"It's alright, young people are like that!" He resumed his advances towards the woman.
Because Dr. Zhang deliberately delayed, the meal lasted until after 11 PM, and he seemed unsatisfied. Dr. Zhang had also drunk quite a bit and was somewhat unsteady on his feet.
"Little brother, go get two rooms for these two."
"Sister, sister!"
"Little brother, don't worry about it. Go quickly."
Then, she helped the unsteady Dr. Zhang upstairs.
As the woman helped Dr. Zhang into the room, he smiled at me. I suddenly realized he wasn't drunk at all; he had planned to sleep with that woman all day, which explained why he hadn't slept with that prostitute at noon. So that's what he had been scheming for. How insidious. Trash!
I lay in my room, thinking about what had happened in the next room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Finally, I decided to go check it out.
"Damn it!" I cursed. This guy hadn't even locked the door; he was too impatient. I quietly opened the door and tiptoed inside, which was filled with heavy breathing. I hid around the corner and peeked at the bed. I saw that Dr. Zhang had already pinned the woman down on the bed, his large, alcohol-smelling mouth nibbling at her breasts. A hand had already slipped inside her skirt, groping.
"If you serve me well, I guarantee your husband's illness will be cured. Understand?" He was still threatening the woman, but his words seemed to have an effect; her resistance had lessened.
Seeing his opportunity, Dr. Zhang ripped off her bra, his foul mouth biting wildly at her white, full breasts, licking her nipples. Just then, the woman saw me. Her eyes revealed humiliation, helplessness, and above all, resentment—resentment towards Dr. Zhang for taking advantage of her, resentment towards my inaction, and resentment towards the injustice of the world. Two streams of tears of humiliation flowed from her alluring eyes. As for me, I clenched my fists tightly. I really wanted to go up and slap him, to beat him up badly, but I didn't. I knew that if I did, my future as a doctor might be over. I knew Dr. Zhang's influence in the hospital; he was practically the next director. He had unparalleled skills, and his wife's father was the municipal party secretary. I couldn't fight him. At the same time, I thought of my father's dying wish. I could only endure it. I realized I had changed; I had become cold-blooded, devoid of compassion. Is becoming a doctor all it takes to become so numb? Suddenly, I felt myself beginning to degenerate.
In a moment, her clothes were off, revealing a stunningly beautiful body: a flawless white neck, full, rounded breasts with trembling nipples, a smooth, flat abdomen without an ounce of fat, a pink navel, and thick pubic hair extending from her navel, splitting into two paths on her pink labia. At this moment, Dr. Zhang forcefully spread her legs, revealing a beautiful and alluring vulva. Inside the parted vulva, the already slightly erect clitoris was pink, and the long, red labia were constantly writhing. Even the not-so-clean anus wasn't black, but a deep red. Dr. Zhang's erect penis was already starting to leak fluid. He thrust hard, penetrating her completely. He pumped forcefully, ignoring her feelings. Seeing his roughness, I felt Dr. Zhang lacked romance. Even in seduction, both parties should experience pleasure; otherwise, only thinking of one's own pleasure without considering the other is a disservice to the word "love." It requires the cooperation of two people to reach the peak of passion. Sex without passion is just simple piston-like movement. Perhaps Dr. Zhang has no one else in his heart, only himself, only knowing his own pleasure. Bastard!
And my penis, uncooperatively erect, made me want to slap myself. How could I have fallen to such a state? What a fucking bastard. Dr. Zhang was still there, thrusting hard. His large mouth kept biting, leaving teeth marks on her breasts. The woman bit her lip tightly, tears streaming down her face. After all, it wasn't normal sex, and Dr. Zhang soon ejaculated. He lay panting on the bed, while she curled up at the other end. The atmosphere in the room was suffocating. A young, beautiful woman had just been raped before my eyes, and I had stood by, indifferent, even erect. I felt like an accomplice. I had fallen!
“Come here, suck me.” The woman didn’t move.
“What are you shy about? I’ve already fucked you. Come here, suck me.” The woman numbly crawled over and swallowed Dr. Zhang’s penis into her mouth. After a while, he got erect again. “So good!” He really knew how to enjoy himself.
“Ah, what are you doing?” Dr. Zhang was bitten hard by the woman. He jumped off the bed, touching his penis, muttering as he dressed, “If you don’t want to give me oral sex, just say so. Why bite my brother? I’ll need it to feel good later. No morals.” He actually dared to call others immoral; he didn’t even realize how morally corrupt he was.
“Goodbye, my little beauty, keep in touch.” Then he walked out arrogantly. (I had already hidden in the bathroom.) I heard the door slam shut and came out. The woman sat on the bed, staring blankly at me. I felt a pang of pity, so I went over and gently hugged her. "Cry if you want to cry, cry out loud!
" she cried out, bursting into tears and hitting me hard, her fists raining down on me. I felt no pain then; my heart was filled with guilt.
"Why didn't you help me? Why?" I was speechless. No amount of reason could make up for the pain of a woman losing her virginity. She bit my shoulder hard. I didn't push her away. If my physical pain could alleviate her inner pain, I would accept it.
She gradually stopped and began to undress me. "I know you want to take advantage of me too. Okay, I'll satisfy you." Perhaps only lust could make her forget her pain now. I lay silently on the bed, letting her kiss me incessantly—no, bite me. Perhaps deep down I really wanted to fuck her; perhaps that was the real reason I sneaked in.
"Let me serve you, let you enjoy yourself." I laid her down on the bed and began to gently kiss her entire body, starting with her lips, then her earlobes, her pink neck, her beautiful breasts and the little buds on them, then her navel. I used the tip of my tongue to gently poke at her navel, rotating it continuously. She had already begun to moan. Then I came to her vulva, using my fingers to part the two small labia and licking them with my tongue, stimulating her clitoris, while also licking away what that guy had left on her, otherwise it would have soiled this beautiful body. Her vulva began to flow with passionate spring water, and her clitoris began to become engorged with blood. Her breathing became rapid. Finally, I kissed her slender legs. That guy had no appreciation for women at all. What was most alluring about this woman was her pair of smooth and elastic legs. I kissed and licked, occasionally gently biting her inner thighs with my teeth. It seemed that this was her erogenous zone. Her vulva was getting wetter and wetter, but I continued to violate her toes.
She couldn't hold back any longer, writhing and fidgeting, her hands involuntarily digging into her vagina. Seeing my opportunity, I pulled out my large penis and slowly thrust it into her overflowing vagina, pumping gently. I wanted her to fully experience the pleasure of sex, using every technique I knew. I was incredibly gentle with her, more so than I'd ever been with my girlfriend. I knew I was atoning for something. I let her be on top, letting her manipulate me from above, letting her grasp my nipples. I did everything I could to please her.
Finally, I ejaculated amidst her satisfied moans. She lay limply on top of me, gently biting my nipple. Then, she rolled to the side and sighed.
I went into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and carried her in, washing her thoroughly, especially her vagina, which was mixed with my and Dr. Zhang's semen. I cleaned it completely. She just stared at me, expressionless, silently watching me. I dried her off, carried her to bed, and covered her with a blanket.
"Go now!" she said, closing her eyes. I had wanted to stay with her, but since that was the case, I'd let her be alone.
Walking out of the hotel, I gazed at the dark sky. Would this matter end like this? Who knows?
Perhaps tomorrow would bring the answer.

White Crow 2 was framed

. That night, I couldn't sleep, tossing and turning in bed, my mind filled with the woman's full, long legs and her alluring little red vulva. What I couldn't forget was the look in her eyes when Dr. Zhang raped her—humiliation, helplessness, and above all, resentment—resentment towards Dr. Zhang for taking advantage of her vulnerability, and resentment at my inaction. I knew that if things continued like this, I would soon be complicit with Dr. Zhang.
Finally, my hand trembled as I picked up a pen and wrote a letter of denunciation to the hospital director (a trustworthy and upright person in my eyes), anonymously, of course. I casually dropped it into the mailbox on my way to work the next morning. The following days were filled with anxiety. I began to regret writing that letter. Although I thought the hospital director was upright, I didn't really know him well enough; perhaps he was just a hypocrite. The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. Several times, I saw the director and Dr. Zhang whispering together, and my heart started pounding. Were they talking about me? A month passed, and nothing happened. I gradually calmed down. Maybe the letter was lost before it even reached the director. This often happened in hospitals; the director had complained about it several times.
When misfortune is about to befall you, you always feel like you've weathered the storm. On the first Sunday of the third month after that incident, Dr. Zhang asked me to accompany him to a banquet. I thought to myself, "It seems that the matter is completely over." My guilt had faded with time.
"Little Wang, you'll have to drink a few glasses for me today. My old classmate is treating me; his father-in-law is having surgery in a couple of days."
"Dr. Zhang, I know what I'm doing. Don't worry ."
"Good job, young man. I'm relieved!" After saying that, he gave me a very ambiguous look. But I didn't pay much attention.
During the meal, that man and his wife kept pouring drinks for Dr. Zhang, and of course, I did my duty to help him. Eventually, they started pouring drinks for me too, and by the time the banquet was almost over, I was completely dizzy.
"Come on, again! I...I'm not drunk! Come on, Dr. Zhang, fuck! Come on, pretty sister, fuck!"
"Xiao Wang, you're drunk."
"I'm not drunk! Where's my wine? Where's my wine? Who the hell drank my wine?" I yelled, holding the empty glass I'd just finished, releasing months of pent-up frustration.
"Old Zhang, looks like your kid's drunk. I'll get him a room. Xiao Ling, help Xiao Wang up."
The man's wife helped me to the room; her husband had gone to take Dr. Zhang. She helped me to bed and then went to the bathroom to run a bath for me. I felt a surge of heat rising from my lower abdomen. I took off my clothes, and by the time the woman came out of the bathroom, I was down to my underwear, sprawled on the bed. She stared at my muscular physique, the beautiful muscle lines, the defined pectoral muscles, the three pairs of abs, and even more alluring was my hard cock protruding from my underwear. She felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her nipples hardened, and her tightly wrapped vagina began to itch, her juices overflowing. She wasn't exactly a chaste woman to begin with, and faced with such a body that stirred her heart, she could no longer restrain herself. Clothes fell from her body one by one, revealing her snow-white shoulders. (Wow! So tempting! Ah, she's starting to take off her bra, quick, quick!) The buttons on her chest were already undone, one strap had come off. (The other one, hurry, hurry!) The other one was off too. (Hey, what are you rubbing there for? Take it all off!) She gave me a flirtatious wink, as if to say, "What's the rush? It'll be yours sooner or later." She pulled down her bra and threw it at my head, instantly filling the air with a milky fragrance. My lust intensified again; at that moment, her face in my eyes had transformed into Peng Dan, the goddess of my sexual fantasies. (Ah! It's so good to be drunk, anything can come true!) My eyes fell on Peng Dan's pert breasts, round and with unusually large areolas. The erect nipples trembled with her breath, swaying gently, slowly growing larger before my eyes until they entered my mouth. Mmm, so fragrant! I licked and licked with my smooth tongue, gently biting with my teeth. Then I moved to the other nipple, biting it with my teeth and gently pulling it outwards. With each pull, she let out a soul-stirring moan. My demonic claws began to invade her secret place. First, I touched individual pubic hairs, then more and more, until my middle finger reached a hot, burning cleft. Two soft labia enveloped a hard object, and my middle finger rubbed it back and forth. At this moment, my lips were already kissing her cherry lips. She hungrily sucked on my tongue, and my smooth tongue fearlessly accepted her challenge, beginning to entwine and search.
Then, as I felt my middle finger about to break through her flesh, I slipped it into her labia and rubbed the hard object with the pad of my middle finger. My penis was almost bursting from her ministrations, so I pulled her legs apart and thrust with all my might. With a "plop," it went all the way in. I began my thrusting, once, twice, three times, until I reached a hundred. I pulled out and moved between her labia for another fifty thrusts, then thrust in again. As I thrust in and out, she babbled incoherently, "My darling, ah, my baby, gently, harder, no, don't pull out, no, it's in again, ah, faster, faster."
With each thrust, her body grew hotter and hotter, turning red, and red spots appeared on her chest—a sign that she was about to climax. So, I switched to a rear-entry position, grabbing her hips with one hand and stroking her back with the other, increasing my speed. Finally, I gripped her hips with both hands and thrust forcefully, the room filled with the sounds of flesh touching.
Finally, her petals trembled, releasing a gush of nectar that soaked my penis—it felt so good! I lay on her back, using my last bit of strength to thrust all the way in, sprinkling my own nectar into her flower garden. So good!
Lying on top of her, I played with her breasts; the only sounds in the room were our heavy breathing. Just then, the door was flung open, and Dr. Zhang's friend and several waiters rushed in. He slapped me.
"You heartless doctor, raping a patient's relative! You're in big trouble!"
I looked at the woman, hoping she would tell the truth; I hadn't raped her. But the woman just cried beside me; I couldn't explain myself. Suddenly, I had a feeling I'd been set up. I recalled their abnormal behavior at the banquet, and looking at the woman's husband's expression, it wasn't the look of someone who had seen their wife being taken advantage of, but rather a smug expression, though he tried his best to hide it. Just then, Dr. Zhang strolled in, his expression infuriating.
"Xiao Wang, how could you be so foolish? How could you do such a thing? What do we do now?"
By this time, I was completely sober. This was a setup, entirely orchestrated by Dr. Zhang. I glared at him angrily, wanting to punch him. "What are you doing, glaring at me? Look at what you've done!" At this moment, the man tried to hit me again, but Dr. Zhang stopped him.
"Solving problems shouldn't involve violence, but," before he could finish, Dr. Zhang punched me, "...you have to use violence with people like this." Then, a storm of punches and kicks rained down on me.
"Alright, stop hitting me. You'll be in big trouble if you kill him. Okay, you can go now, I'll give you an explanation tomorrow." The man glared at me fiercely as he left.
"Xiao Wang, what do you think we should do?"
"What should I do?"
"I think you should resign tomorrow."
"What? Resign? No!"
"Think about it carefully!" With that, he hummed a smug tune and strode out.
I stumbled home, lay on the bed, my mind a jumbled mess. Gradually, I drifted off to sleep. In my dream, I saw my father, who stroked my head, saying, 'Child, do what you want to do!' When I woke up in the morning, I sorted out all my thoughts and made the wisest yet most wrong decision of my life.
My resignation letter lay on the dean's desk. The dean's face seemed repulsive to me—another hypocrite. He gave my complaint to Dr. Zhang; he had betrayed my trust.
"Young man, mistakes must be punished. Don't be so impulsive. Don't act rashly in the heat of the moment." I didn't even look at him again and walked out of the dean's office. I saw Dr. Zhang again on the stairs, grinning smugly. I punched him, cursed "Scum!" and stormed out of the hospital. I just wanted to leave this filthy place as soon as possible.
Later, I met the woman named Xiaoling on the street and learned the whole truth. The hospital director, wanting to curry favor with Dr. Zhang's father-in-law, gave Dr. Zhang my report, and he immediately knew it was me. Then he started plotting against me, and coincidentally, one of his casual sex partners, the man in question, came to him for advice. This man knew his wife, Xiaoling, was cheating on him and wanted to dump her, but he had no evidence. So, the two of them conspired to stage the whole thing. The man first told Xiaoling that Dr. Zhang wanted to teach me a lesson, then persuaded her to seduce me first, and then he and Dr. Zhang would appear at the crucial moment, accuse me of rape, and then beat me up. Xiaoling agreed after meeting me, after all, she was also a slut. Then, during the banquet, the two of them secretly put aphrodisiacs in Xiaoling's and my drinks. Then, they created an opportunity for us to be together. We already liked each other, and with the aphrodisiac, the scene described above happened. The only thing that surprised Xiaoling was that we were actually caught in bed together. I lost my job, and her husband used this as an excuse to divorce her. When I learned the truth, I was happy to have resigned, because working under someone like Dr. Zhang, I never knew when he would ruin me. However, I didn't let Xiaoling off the hook; after all, she was an accomplice, albeit an unfortunate one. I dragged her to my house and raped her brutally. My hateful semen flowed from her vagina, her anus, and her mouth. I fucked her until her vagina was red and swollen, and she lay in my house for two days. Then, I fucked her for another five days, a full week. When I carried Xiaoling to her house, she was completely limp. Later, I heard she recuperated for a whole month, but she still said she wanted to come see me. How lewd!
However, after I got home, I sold the house. I moved alone to my father's old house in the suburbs, where I opened a small clinic, of course, without a license. Business was very slow, but I could make ends meet. This gave me time to write.
I thought life would continue like this, but misfortune followed me closely. A year later, in the movie

"White Crow 3,"

I spent over a year lounging in my old house in the suburbs, oblivious to what was happening outside. Of course, I also picked up my pen, preparing to write a book. But I finally realized I wasn't cut out for writing; in over a year, I'd only written six pages. It seems ordinary people don't understand their true strengths when they're young, while those who ultimately succeed often have lofty goals from a young age, coupled with their perseverance, and success naturally follows. People like me, studying what I dislike and thinking about what I like. In university, because I didn't like it, I didn't study diligently, thinking about writing all day without spending time improving my writing skills, so naturally, I can't do anything well now. I'm managing to get by here thanks to some knowledge I learned from Dr. Zhang at the hospital. Thinking about it, I should thank Dr. Zhang; although he's not a great person, his skills are top-notch.
Just as I was drifting through my days, a female patient came to my clinic. She wore a mask, so I couldn't see her face, only a pair of bright, large eyes. She had a pretty good figure, with a pert bottom and a firm chest. She had just moved in and came to my shop to get some cold medicine. Of course, I served her very attentively. Through these interactions, we gradually became acquainted. Her name was Yuan Yi. It turned out she wore a mask because the lower half of her face was burned, and she covered it to avoid frightening others. I saw it once; it was truly horrific. What a pity. Later, I learned from her that she had a strong aversion to doctors, especially so-called famous doctors. Apparently, her face could have been cured, but a famous doctor was researching a new drug and used her as a test subject. However, because she had a serious heart condition, the drug had severe side effects, ruining her face. Later, because the doctor had a good reputation in the medical field, the matter was eventually dropped, with only some compensation paid, but her appearance could not be restored. However, she was kind to me. Once, I secretly touched her buttocks, and she didn't scold me. I think she might have some feelings for me.
One day, she brought me a stack of manuscripts, saying they were from her writings over the past few years, and asked me to take a look and offer some feedback. I was surprised she could write books; I was curious to see what she was up to. So, that night, I lay in bed and began to read.
"The White Crow"—the title was intriguing. It turned out her book was about four doctors, all prominent figures in the medical field. But for their own benefit, they either killed patients, seduced patients' families (similar to Dr. Zhang's behavior), or raped female patients lying in bed at the hospital, ultimately leaving the woman in a vegetative state—they were all beasts. The protagonist, however, went to great lengths to kill all four doctors, staging each death as an accident or suicide. The writing was excellent, the murders described in great detail. I was completely captivated. I finished it the following night. Fantastic! And cathartic! Although I'm also a doctor, I wanted to have a serious talk with her and offer some advice. I went to see her right away. But when I arrived at her door, I saw a policewoman standing there. What had happened to her family?
"Officer, what happened to this family?"
"A woman died. The landlord found out and reported it. The examination revealed she died of a sudden heart attack." The policewoman's eyes were as big and bright as Yuan Yi's. I had originally intended to joke with her, but hearing that Yuan Yi was dead shocked; she had been fine just two days ago.
"Who are you to her? What are you doing here?"
"I'm a friend of hers, but we haven't known each other for long, and I don't know her well." I started to think about leaving.
"By the way, officer, what about her belongings?"
"We haven't found her relatives yet. If they do, we'll give them to them; if not, they'll be confiscated by the state. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Oh, no, nothing." I gripped the book tightly in my hand. I rushed home.
That night, I didn't sleep a wink. What should I do with this book?
Finally, the devil took over my soul, and I decided to take it to a publisher as my first novel. I rewrote it, and then, just to be safe, I burned the original manuscript.
A week later, I took the manuscript to Dream Publishing House. The editor read it and immediately showed it to the general manager, a beautiful woman in her thirties. She approved the book on the spot.
Soon after, my book was finally published, and to my surprise, it became an instant hit. People lined up to buy it, and my book climbed steadily on the bestseller list, never falling from number one. I was famous! Good heavens, was I really famous? I often asked myself this. At this point, Li Dan (the female manager of the publishing house) always said, "Yes, you're famous."
Now, I often have to wear sunglasses on the street, otherwise I'll be surrounded by people asking for autographs. Many people pull me aside and say, "You've vented everyone's pent-up anger." Now I finally understand that becoming famous is actually very easy. As long as you can identify the type of people the public dislikes most and write about their feelings, many people will buy your book. This is actually a Chinese form of spiritual victory. Although we hate those kinds of people, we can't deal with them, so we can only vent our hatred for them in books.
My life was spent signing books, appearing on TV interviews, and attending reader talk shows everywhere. Just when my book sales reached one million copies, Li Dan threw me a special celebration.
That day, I arrived at Li Dan's house as arranged, expecting many people, but her house was pitch black. I gently pushed the door open; it was ajar. I went in, closed the door, turned on the light, and wow! I saw Li Dan lying naked on the table, covered in food. She had actually prepared a "female body banquet" for me—something I had always fantasized about.
A large strawberry sat on her small mouth, her red lips pouting. Many orange slices were scattered on her two round, full, and large breasts, with a sausage between them. A fried egg sat atop her navel (ah, my mouth is watering. I'm starving while writing this). A bunch of grapes covered her genitals.
"I won't hold back!" My appetite and lust were aroused. Licking my lips and rubbing my hands, I prepared for a big spree.
"Mmm, mmm," Li Dan murmured softly.
First, I went to her cherry-like mouth, took the strawberry in, and swirled my tongue around it. Then, I pressed the strawberry against my tongue, squeezing it hard, and streams of juice flowed down onto her lips. I swallowed it whole, and then began intimate contact with those lips, my tongue licking and penetrating deeper into her mouth, teasing and sucking the mixture of strawberry juice and sweet saliva.
Then, I began kissing her delicate neck, and then moved to her beautiful breasts. I gently licked the orange-like flesh on them. I squeezed all the juice from the oranges onto her breasts, and my tongue began to roam over them. I was particularly fond of the two small nipples, lingering over their protrusions and the feeling of them slowly rising. I gently bit and pulled them with my teeth. Her breathing became rapid. I grasped her breasts, tightly sandwiching my slightly warm penis between them. I thrust it forcefully in and out of the tight groove until the area between her breasts became burning hot. I bit one end of the penis and put the other end into Li Dan's mouth. She began to mimic the motions of oral sex, stroking the other end of the penis. I did the same, experiencing the techniques required for female oral sex. Gradually, the penis disappeared into our mouths.
Afterward, I went to her navel and used a toothpick to break the yolk in the middle. The thick yolk flowed into her small navel. I ate the egg white in one bite and began to lick the navel full of yolk. The small navel was so tempting. Her lower abdomen kept shaking, and the jade navel rose and fell. My tongue was also teasing in that narrow space.
Finally, I removed the grapes covering her vulva, and the vulva I had longed to see was finally before my eyes. Her pubic hair was thick and glossy, clearly well-maintained. I had lost interest in the grapes and began to tease her cunt. I had originally wanted to taste her vulva, but the thick pubic hair ruined the experience. I had no choice but to part her labia and peek into her cunt. To my surprise, her already overflowing cunt contained a large sausage. I bit the end and moved it back and forth inside her. The sausage slowly shortened, and finally, I devoured the large sausage, which was covered in her nectar. My stomach was full, but my penis was still incredibly hungry.
I quickly stripped off my clothes, and a huge, menacing penis appeared before Li Dan's eyes. Clearly, her eyes held the gaze of a ravenous slut, a slut who loved being fucked by a large penis. It seemed she was quite satisfied with my size. However, from now on, she wouldn't just be satisfied with the size; she was going to be fucked terribly.
I spread her legs. "Hurry up, hurry up." "What's the rush!" I glared at her, and she obediently complied. I pressed my huge glans against her petals, rubbing it and sliding it up and down between the folds, while she kept thrusting her hips, wanting me to penetrate her as soon as possible. I, however, was unhurried. Her face was already flushed, her breathing rapid, and beads of sweat began to drip down. Taking advantage of her inattention, I thrust hard and entered smoothly. She also breathed a satisfied sigh of relief and hugged me tightly. I picked her up and stood up, thrusting my lower body forcefully, and she skillfully responded. Her juices flowed down from our point of contact, wetting the ground.
I turned her around again and entered her from behind. She held onto the wall with both hands, her little buttocks pushing back, and my penis grew harder and harder, thicker and thicker, soaked in her sticky juices. The friction grew stronger, and our pleasure intensified. She could no longer endure it; a thick stream of nectar surged from deep within me, but I didn't stop, continuing my thrusting. Li Dan's body grew increasingly limp; she was almost at her limit, while my pent-up desires of the past year had only just begun to be released. Finally, amidst her pleas for mercy, I ejaculated.
She collapsed into my arms, savoring the pleasure she had just experienced. She kept muttering, "So good! I haven't met such a formidable opponent in so long." She even dared to wriggle in my arms; soon she would learn the consequences of her actions. My penis hardened again. This time, I wouldn't let her get away so easily. I had already planned how to play with her again. I would show her the consequences of seducing me.
While Li Dan and I were engaged in our epic battle, in a private house in the city, a person was wrapping a package—a hardcover copy of "The White Crow." The package was addressed to: Respected Officer Chen Ting.
(To be continued)
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This section references parts of the movie "The Crow Murder Case." I hope those who have seen the movie won't be dissatisfied; it will get more and more exciting in the future.
I didn't expect that the feeling of being hungry by drawing a picture of a cake wouldn't be so pleasant. I wrote the above passage about the female body banquet on an empty stomach, but I feel even hungrier than before. I'm going to eat now. See you next time.

White Crow 4 Falling into the Trap

Two days later, a package was placed on a table in the Criminal Investigation Department of the XX Public Security Bureau in Xicheng District: "To the respected Officer Chen Ting." (Chen Ting, female, 30 years old, unmarried, feisty, strong-willed, with a first-class figure, a backbone member of the Criminal Investigation Department of the XX Public Security Bureau, with the highest case-solving rate among young criminal police officers.)
Today, Chen Ting had just returned from studying out of town and saw this strange package as soon as she entered the office. Upon opening it, she found it was a novel, "The White Crow."
"Xiao Liu, do you know who sent this package?"
"Sister Chen, I don't know, maybe it was sent by one of your admirers? Hehe!" A policewoman next to her teased.
"You wish, you slut, are you crazy for men?" After saying that, Chen Ting hit the policewoman on the head with the book.
"Hey, White Crow, this is the most popular book right now!"
"I'm not really interested in novels." "
Sister Chen, you should take a good look at this book, maybe it will give us some advice on criminal investigation."
"Is it that good? Well, I'll have to take a look." After saying that, Chen Ting put the book into her purse.
The day's work was spent in a busy rush. Chen Ting dragged her exhausted body home and took a pleasant shower. In the bathroom, she gazed at her fit body, her beautiful and spirited face, her full and firm breasts, her two small, pink nipples clearly untouched, her flat, smooth abdomen, and the slightly raised vulva beneath her thick forest of hair. She slipped her fingers between her two bright red petals, gently caressing them. 'I've been working so hard all these years, I haven't had time to think about personal matters. Maybe I should find a man.' Her fingers rubbed back and forth between her petals, and nectar flowed from her untouched virgin territory with her moans. Her other hand involuntarily began to caress her full breasts. Then, she fell into the pleasure of masturbation, which seemed to last a long time; her libido was clearly exceptionally strong.
'Masturbation is truly a good way to relieve fatigue,' Chen Ting suddenly realized. She dried herself off, then lay down on the bed, picked up the book "The White Crow," and began to read. She read very attentively; was she captivated by the story? Or was it for something else? In any case, she read all night.
The next day, Chen Ting rushed to the office. "Xiao Liu, quickly get me the files on several doctors' suicides or accidental deaths this year. Hurry!"
"Sister Chen, you don't seem to have slept all night. Why do you need these files?"
"Don't ask yet, just go get them."
Xiao Liu hurried to the archives to get the files, while Chen Ting's mind was already deep in thought. 'Could this be true? How could he do such a thing? He was such a good person when we were kids. Maybe it's just a coincidence of names, yes, a coincidence of names.'
"Sister Chen, Sister Chen, I've got them." Xiao Liu's words interrupted her thoughts.
While flipping through the files, Chen Ting said to Xiao Liu, "Xiao Liu, could you also check the author's details on the computer?" "Okay, Sister Chen."
Chen Ting's face grew increasingly grim as she flipped through the files. "Exactly the same, exactly the same as the scene. Only the real murderer would know such details, that's for sure!"
"Sister Chen, I printed out the author's information for you, take a look yourself."
Chen Ting looked at the information and was shocked. "Sister Chen, why do you look so pale?"
"No way, how could it be him? Xiao Liu, let's go see the section chief."
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Back to that day, Li Dan was writhing in my arms, arousing my desire again. This time I was going to teach her a lesson. I found a rope and tied her to the dining table in a spread-eagle position. Her two firm, huge breasts swayed with my movements, so tempting. My saliva was already dripping onto them, while she just giggled. Her open legs completely exposed her alluring little pussy to me, but her pubic hair was too thick to see clearly. Now I was furious. I searched for a razor in her room, wanting to remove this annoying obstruction. But I couldn't find the razor, so in a fit of anger I grabbed a kitchen knife.
"What do you want?" Li Dan feigned fear, knowing I wouldn't do anything to her. However, I was quite satisfied with her performance; this was exactly the effect I wanted.
A gleaming kitchen knife, a naked body radiating heat and the unique scent of female flesh, a vibrant, naked man, and an enormous penis—what a bizarre sight! The gleaming knife moved across the flesh, while the woman emitted seductive breaths. I couldn't resist; I had to banish the forest that disturbed my vision. Then, long female pubic hairs scattered across the table and her vulva amidst the flashing blade. With a breath, they drifted in the erotic air, landing on her lower abdomen, her breasts, and my penis, some remaining on her already wet vulva. I parted her labia with my fingers, revealing a deep red vulva and a prominent clitoris. I gently pierced this alluring clitoris with the tip of the knife, and her vulva began to tremble. I accidentally punctured her clitoris, but it wasn't serious. Li Dan didn't seem to cry out; instead, she writhed even more violently. Actually, I did it on purpose. Seeing that she didn't object, I began licking her blood-streaked vulva. A long, powerful tongue moved across her petals and cunt, and with each upward lick, nectar flowed from her vulva. Watching her flow more and more, the milky white nectar filling her cunt, and the unique scent of her vaginal fluid stimulating my sexual nerves, I put down the knife, climbed onto the table, and grasped my already throbbing penis, which was beginning to protest.
"Wow, it's bigger than before! That's great!" The lustful woman couldn't wait any longer, constantly thrusting her alluring vulva, her petals parted, and my penis was already moving on them. My large glans, surrounded by the milky white nectar, looked increasingly spirited. My penis slid back and forth between her petals, just to whet this slut's appetite.
"Sweetheart, come in quickly! My pussy can't take it anymore, hurry up and put your cock in!"
"Why should I come in? I'm quite comfortable outside."
"No? I don't want to? Come in quickly, I can't hold back anymore, I want your big cock to fuck my pussy, hurry, hurry, hurry!!!"
"I want it to go slower! What can you do to me?"
"Sweet brother, sweetheart, little cabbage, dear brother, my master, come in quickly!" (The perverts make vomiting gestures on the side.)
"What did you call me last? Master, right? Yes, call me master from now on! Beg me, beg me to come in!"
"My master, my good master, please fuck me with your cock, fuck my cunt! Ah, so good!"
Amidst her pleading, my cock plunged in. It was incredible inside, soaking wet. The moment my cock entered, the walls of her cunt clung tightly to me, gripping me, sucking me relentlessly. Of course, I wouldn't just sit there and wait. I started thrusting my cock, three circles to the left, three circles to the right, cock twisting, ass twisting, forward and backward—let's do some exercise. Sometimes it was nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, sometimes it was like an eel swimming—truly a battle of titans, flesh within flesh. With her moans, I was no longer satisfied with frontal thrusting. I pulled out my cock, picked up a knife, cut all the ropes, and turned Li Dan around. Just as Li Dan was protesting incoherently by me pulling out my cock, I thrust hard, my huge cock plunging into her from behind, and her protests were replaced by pleasurable moans. My hands gripped her breasts, my hips thrusting relentlessly, the sounds of "slap, slap, slap" echoing incessantly. Her moans grew louder, my thrusts faster, and the sounds of our bodies colliding grew louder. The room was filled with the scent of intercourse.
Her body began to burn, her vagina trembled violently once more, her cervix contracting sharply, a thick gush of nectar gushing from her, splashing onto my penis—it felt amazing! But I didn't stop thrusting; the sticky nectar flowed out with each thrust, "plop, plop," falling onto the table. Hearing this strange sound, my movements quickened, and she climaxed three times under my intense stimulation. By then, her body was limp and powerless, and I too reached my limit. Finally, amidst her pleas for mercy, I ejaculated. I let out a long breath; the pent-up frustration of the past year had finally been released. I held Li Dan in my arms, stroking her soft body. "How was my performance today? Great, right?"
"Absolutely fantastic! I can't live without you anymore. You can live at my place from now on, and I want you to fuck me every day." ('Fuck' in our area means to fuck.)
"Okay, little darling."
The next two days were spent in constant thrusting with Li Dan. Her bed was covered in our semen, and every room in her house bore the marks of our lovemaking. By the third day, we were both exhausted, so she told me to go back to my newly bought mansion for a few days to rest and recuperate. I also wanted to go home for a while; after all, men expend a lot of energy when it comes to sex. I
hadn't been to the publishing house for a few days, so I went there. As soon as I entered, I saw several unfamiliar people sitting there talking to the editor.
"Xiao Wang, you're here. There are some comrades here who want to see you."
I saw one woman and three men, but the woman looked vaguely familiar. However, I couldn't quite place her.
"Hello, Mr. Wang, we're from the XX Public Security Bureau. My name is Chen Ting. We need your assistance with an investigation at the station." The woman was clearly the head of the unit. Although I tensed up instantly, my hands trembling involuntarily—after all, I had a guilty conscience—I pretended to be calm and agreed. However, my every move was being observed, further confirming her suspicions.
At the station, they were very polite. They offered me cigarettes and water, and a policewoman named Xiao Liu even asked me to sign her autograph. I was completely confused, not knowing what they wanted.
"Mr. Wang, your novel is very interesting!" Chen Ting said.
"So-so, mainly thanks to the readers' support."
"Did you know that several doctors died in our city this year?"
"You're not blaming my book for their deaths, are you? Ah, ha, ha."
"Of course not. They died before your novel was published."
"Then why did you call me here?"
"Don't you know, the scenes you described in your book are very similar to the deaths of several doctors this year!"
I felt a sudden jolt. "Maybe it's just a coincidence."
"I want to correct my wording earlier. It's not similar, it's exactly the same. I don't think it's that much of a coincidence. I handled all of these cases; no one else sees the files. At the time, I treated them as ordinary suicides and accidents. But your novel reminded me."
"No, this isn't true, it's all made up, it can't be real!" I was already sweating profusely. The policemen who had been fawning over me earlier were also startled. It seemed they didn't know what had happened either. However, upon hearing that the cases were real, they were all shocked. The one called Xiao Liu quickly walked away from me in fright.
"Xiao Liu, show him the crime scene records from these cases."
I took the records from Xiao Liu's trembling hand. As I read, I wiped the sweat from my brow; the details were exactly the same. Ugh, I'm so damn unlucky. I just had a stroke of good luck, and before I could even enjoy it, I've been framed. Looking at their sharp eyes, I couldn't utter a single word. What could I say? That my book was written by someone else, that I plagiarized? That would be a huge loss of face. Even if I told the truth to save my life, who would believe me? Yuan Yi was dead, and I burned the manuscript; who could prove I was telling the truth?
At that moment, I felt like they were waving in front of me; I couldn't hear what they were saying at all. I was trapped in an unprecedented predicament.
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That night, I couldn't sleep again. I kept thinking about everything that had happened over the past few months, trying to find some clues. But my mind was a complete mess. Finally, in the morning, I sorted out my thoughts. I had to go out; I had to find the evidence myself.
The next day, they took me to my mansion to collect evidence. Chen Ting told the others to search for evidence. She followed me to my upstairs bedroom, searching while watching me.
"Juju!" she suddenly called out.
"Yes!" I answered reflexively. Huh, how did she know my nickname? I looked at her in surprise. Her face became more and more familiar. "You're Meimei!" I finally remembered. Meimei, she lived next door to me when we were little. She was three years older than me, and we grew up together. Although I was younger than her, I was bigger when we were kids, and I would fight for her when others bullied her. So, I always thought I was older than her, and that's why I called her Meimei. We got engaged when she was thirteen. But they moved away when she was fourteen. I never expected to see her again today, but the occasion wasn't good. But isn't her surname Lin?
"Sister Chen, we found evidence!" came a shout from downstairs. We ran downstairs, where the policemen were very excited. One of them, Xiao Li, held a bag of photos.
"Sister Chen, look, these are all photos of the scene. No wonder he wrote such detailed notes; he even took pictures of everything."
Looking at the photos, Chen Ting and I both paled. She looked at me with regret and resentment.
"No, these aren't mine. I don't have these things."
"If they're not yours, why are they in your house?"
"Someone is trying to frame me."
"Who? Who do you think it is?"
I was speechless, but I knew I couldn't remain passive any longer. I had to strike back; I couldn't let others lead me by the nose anymore. I grabbed Chen Ting, put my left arm around her neck, and pulled her pistol from beside her ample breasts with my right hand.
"Don't move, or I'll shoot!" I yelled at them.
"Put down your guns! Yes, put them down!" I shouted as I backed away. They lowered their guns, and I dragged her to the door and locked it. Then, I took out her handcuffs and cuffed her to the doorknob.
“Meimei, you have to believe me, I didn’t do anything. I’ll prove it to you. Your whole body is innocent.” After saying that, I kissed her hard on the lips, turned around, and began my escape.
“Sister Chen, you had a chance to take his gun just now, why didn’t you act? You’re a women’s Sanda champion!” Xiao Li said as he unlocked her handcuffs.
“Safety first, what if he hurt you?” Chen Ting replied. At this moment, she looked in the direction I had fled, silently praying, ‘Damn, I hope you’re innocent. Meimei can only help you this once; after that, you’ll have to rely on yourself. Next time, I won’t let you escape.’
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Was this how my life as a fugitive began? Would I ever see Meimei again?
Who was the person who framed me?
All the answers will be revealed in the later episodes of *The White Crow*.

The more depraved and happier the White Crow 5 became

, the more miserable the days of escape were. It wasn't as carefree as Brother Mudman described. Although the Public Security Bureau intensified its search, people these days wouldn't bother with anything as long as it didn't infringe on their interests. While acts of heroism were broadcast on television, this precisely reflected the fact that they were rare, hence the television coverage. If acts of heroism were common in a place, would they still be reported on television? You know, dog bites man isn't news, man bites dog is; rarity makes things valuable. And so, I managed to hide in the city for a few days without serious incident. However, being homeless was unbearable, so I began searching for a place to stay. Only with a safe haven could I begin my investigation. Who should I go to?
In the evening, I secretly went to Li Dan's house. This adulterous woman hadn't returned home yet. I thought it would be safer there. First, her house was relatively secluded; second, no one knew about my other relationship with her, so no one would expect me to go to her house; third, I was confident in my sexual prowess, and I thought she had already succumbed to my charms and wouldn't betray me.
Around 8 PM, Li Dan arrived at her doorstep. Just as she was about to go inside, several reporters rushed out and surrounded her.
"Ms. Li Dan, your publishing house's featured author is currently wanted by the police. The events in his book are all true. Did you know this before publication? Do you have any other inside information?" "
Ms. Li Dan, do you believe this is true? Although the police haven't released the full truth, there are many rumors circulating. Can you reveal the real situation?" "
We heard your relationship is unusual. Could you reveal some inside information?" A barrage
of questions came at her.
"No comment." Li Dan opened the door, slipped inside, and slammed it shut. She finally breathed a sigh of relief,
thinking, "How annoying." However, it seems this book is going to be a bestseller. This time, I'm going to make a killing.
These past few days have been incredibly busy. All the sales outlets for *The White Crow* are sold out. Some people who couldn't buy a copy have even come to the publishing house asking for copies. It seems I need to speed up the printing process. If that guy is actually caught and sentenced, according to the country's usual practice, the book's publication will likely be banned. This time, we really have to thank that guy, but his other guy is also quite captivating! Thinking of this, Li Dan's hand involuntarily slipped under her skirt, gently caressing her vulva. Sigh, she'll never experience that ecstatic feeling again; that guy really ruined her life.
I, hiding nearby, watched her every move—that slut. She dragged her tired body to the bedroom and lay down on the bed, legs in the air. Soon, she was fast asleep. Looking at her, my lower body involuntarily hardened. Her clothes were half off; the buttons of her outer garment and shirt were all undone, revealing her small bra. Her large, firm breasts exposed most of her fair, beautiful flesh. Her skirt lay on the floor, her two snow-white thighs spread wide, a small pair of panties clinging to her rounded buttocks. A narrow strip of fabric clung to her vulva, wedged between her labia, revealing many dark hairs. A damp patch was still faintly visible, a result of her recent masturbation. Even more disturbing, she occasionally scratched her genitals, her fingers constantly roaming between her labia, uttering lewd moans. It seemed she was having another erotic dream. I wondered if I was the male protagonist.
I tiptoed over, sat beside her, placed my hand on her thigh, and began to gently caress her. Having not seen her for several days, I still missed this alluring body; the familiar scent of flesh wafted in the air. My hand had already wandered to her slightly wet, alluring vulva, sliding my index finger along it, occasionally slipping between the fabric-trimmed petals, caressing them back and forth. She was already writhing, her hands stroking her breasts, a small, pointed bud peeking out, trembling slightly. Her plump, red lips emitted seductive moans, her wet tongue licking them intermittently. I knew she would wake up soon. Then it wouldn't be interesting. I hadn't yet raped her.
Having made up my mind, I pulled down my underwear and put it over her head, then pulled her clothes up, covering her hands and head completely. Throughout this, she was awake, but couldn't see who it was. Although she was relatively open about this, rape and sex were two different things. I could clearly feel her body trembling, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
I roughly tore off her bra, and my two devilish hands climbed onto her two tempting, sinful breasts without hesitation, pinching and squeezing them hard, almost cruelly pulling at the little buds that I had already made red and swollen.
"Mmm, mmm," her protesting sounds undoubtedly fueled my continued crime. My mouth bit her breast, leaving bright red kiss marks wherever it went.
With a "slurp," her nipple entered my mouth, sucking hard, the sounds of "tsk, tsk" filling the room. When her breasts could no longer bear it, my demonic hands reached for her genitals. She stubbornly resisted my invasion, but with a hiss, her last shred of modesty disappeared. My palm pressed against her vulva, and my middle finger thrust into her without warning. Inside, she was overflowing with vaginal fluid, and her resistance ceased with the movement of my finger. I faintly heard her sobbing. I couldn't care less. I pulled up my penis, pressing the swollen, purplish-red glans against her vulva. Feeling her vulva tremble, she knew she was about to be penetrated.
"Hey!" With a roar, my penis slid into her vulva. It felt so good; all the gloom and distress of the past few days vanished. I felt my mind was as clear as it was in college. During my thrusting, I had already planned my next move. (This experience instilled in me a good habit of thinking while thrusting.) Suddenly, I felt enlightened, and boundless energy surged through my body. My thrusting became naturally lighter.
I placed her legs on my shoulders, grasped her beautiful buttocks, and began to move. Li Dan was no longer crying; her joyful moans had been ringing out for a while now—after all, she was a slut. Physiological needs outweighed everything else. Now, it seemed no longer like rape, but had evolved into a joyful sexual game. It seems you can't play rape with a slutty woman, otherwise, who knows who will end up raping whom?
Finally, with a roar, I reached my climax. She had already had it countless times.
I lay beside her, panting.
"Ah! It was you, you little rascal. You made me so nervous." She took off the clothes wrapped around her head, somewhat surprised to see me.
"Isn't it good to see me? Otherwise, how would you, this little vixen, get through the long night?"
"You're so good!" She kissed me deeply on the lips.
I held her close, lying quietly. We were both lost in our own thoughts. And so, I fell into a deep sleep. I hadn't slept well for the past few days; my body was too exhausted.
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A dark gun barrel was pointed at me, a beam of intense light shining on me.
"You're a murderer, you're a murderer!" A chilling voice rang in my ears.
"I represent the people, I represent the government, and I execute you."
The dark gun barrel was pressed against my forehead. "Bang!"
"Ah!" I woke up with a start, feeling drenched in sweat. I reached around, but Li Dan wasn't beside me. Where had she gone so late? I thought to myself, "Oh no!"
Sure enough, she wasn't in the house; even the door was locked from the inside. I kicked the door open and found that her bag and her bicycle were gone. Damn it, they must have called the police; I could faintly hear police sirens. I quickly changed my clothes and began another escape. There were many police officers along the way, so I had to hide in the wheat field.
Just thinking about it made me furious. How could I have been so naive as to trust that slut? She wouldn't help anyone who wasn't of any use to her. I'm no longer of any use to her; why would she harbor a fugitive? It's not worth getting herself involved. I'll definitely get my hands on her sometime.
As dawn approached, the number of police officers decreased. I began to execute my plan.
I returned to my old house in the suburbs, slipped in through the back door, changed my clothes, cut my hair short, and put on sunglasses. Then I went to the house where Yuan Yi used to live, wanting to inquire about her. After all, it all started with her. After finding the landlord, I pretended to be a friend of hers who had heard she had died of a heart attack and wanted to pay her respects, but couldn't find a place, so I asked if she had any other relatives I could inquire with. However, the landlord's answer shocked me.
He stared at me in surprise, and I thought he recognized me. I nervously touched the police gun in my pocket.
"Yuan Yi is dead? Didn't she move away just a few months ago?"
"Ah! What date did she move?"
"August 30th."
"Ah!" That was the day after I heard she was dead. What a coincidence! Looks like I've been tricked again.
"Where does she usually call?"
"I don't know, but she never seems to use the phone in her room; she always goes to that small department store outside."
I hurriedly took my leave. Now my whole plan was ruined; she wasn't dead at all. I went to the department store, and as soon as I looked at the phone number, I suddenly felt like I was being watched. I turned around and saw a figure slip into the alley on the left. I quickly went outside.
Just then, two policemen walked in from the right. Instantly, I tensed up. Now I was sandwiched between two men. My hand went into my pocket, ready to pounce at any moment. If a fight broke out, I ran to the left, since there was only one person visible on the left, which would give me a better chance of winning.
However, the two policemen didn't seem to notice me and walked past me. The fat one in the middle even glanced at me, and my hands started sweating.
I breathed a sigh of relief and quickened my pace.
"Hey, stop for a second." My heart started pounding again. Anyone with a heart condition would be scared to death sooner or later. Hearing the footsteps behind me getting closer, my heart was in my throat. No, I can't just surrender like this. Several thoughts swirled in my mind, and finally I decided to run.
I drew my gun and fired a shot into the air. The two policemen were so frightened that they fell to the ground with a thud. By the time they got up, I had vanished without a trace. The person in the shadows shook his head. I ran and ran,

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after what seemed like forever, I stopped at the edge of a remote village. Damn it, this is no human life. If I had known it would turn out like this, I definitely wouldn't have published the book. It seems there's no such thing as a free lunch; you have to rely on yourself. Seeing that it was getting late, I wanted to find a place to stay, but these days people don't just let anyone stay. It seems I'll have to resort to force.
Finally, I chose a small, shabby house on the edge of the village. It seemed to house only a middle-aged woman and a young girl. People living in houses like this usually don't visit each other; people these days are quite opportunistic. Plus, being on the edge of the village made it easier to escape.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I just want to stay one night," I said, pointing my gun at them. Although they were poor, the mother and daughter were quite beautiful. The mother, though middle-aged, couldn't hide her once beautiful face from her simple clothes. She had large eyes with some crow's feet, a high nose, and full, red lips. Her figure wasn't clearly visible because of her clothing. However, her daughter made my heart race for a long time. She had eyes as big as her mother's, bright red, glossy lips, rosy cheeks, and a pair of small, newly developing breasts standing erect on her slender body. I couldn't help but lick my lips greedily.
But, after all, I was on the run. Although I had a strong urge to sleep with this mother and daughter, I was, after all, a highly educated person, and I wouldn't do such a heinous thing. Although I really wanted to, moral constraints kept me from doing it. It seems I still have a kind heart. I couldn't help but feel a little happy about my own kindness; it seems I haven't completely fallen from grace.
However, the mother and daughter served me well. Seeing that I hadn't harmed them, they were no longer afraid. I stayed there quietly for one night. I left the next day, of course telling the mother and daughter not to talk nonsense. Of course, they weren't the type to meddle; they just wanted to live their lives peacefully.
Last night, I decided to check the phone number's record first, but I wouldn't just walk into the telecom office to check; they wouldn't let a stranger like me check. I had to find someone to check. Who?
Right, Xiaoling. She said she worked at the telecom office, and she wasn't the same kind of person as Li Dan. She was the kind of person who would do anything as long as you satisfied her. I hadn't seen her since I published the book. I'd go and have my way with her; this woman who only thinks with her lower body would listen to me. Last time I moved, she even threatened to kill herself. Yes, I'd go find her.
But when I got to her old place, I found she had moved away. I heard she'd remarried. Sigh, this slut still couldn't stand being alone. Now my plans are ruined again. Damn it! I don't know where I'll be staying tonight. I wandered aimlessly, pondering my next move.
When I looked up, I was back in that village. Fate had brought me here again; it seems this place is destined for me. It was already dark when I arrived at the mother and daughter's house. There seemed to be someone there today. I hid outside the door and peeked inside. I saw a man and a woman pointing menacingly at the mother and daughter. Although I couldn't see their faces from behind, what they were saying was quite offensive.
"You two poor wretches, when are you going to pay me back the money you owe me? Do you think playing the victim will work?" The mother and daughter were huddled together, the little girl crying.
"Stop playing the victim. Do you think we don't know? You, Liu Juan, were quite the big shot in your youth, a nouveau riche. Even though your ex-husband ran off with your money, I don't believe you didn't have some hidden stash. Pay me back now!"
"Please, I really don't have any money. Can you give me a few more days?"
"No, you have to pay me back today." The man even kicked Liu Juan a few times. In the end, they even started fighting. I didn't want to get involved, after all, I'm a wanted criminal. But later, the man became increasingly outrageous, starting to grope Liu Juan and tearing at her clothes.
"What are you doing? What do you want to do?"
"What am I doing? If you can't pay me back, pay me back with your body. Heh, heh!" After saying that, he tore off Liu Juan's bra. I didn't expect her breasts to be so white, a pair of bell-shaped breasts swaying and revealing themselves. Not to mention the man, even my eyes almost popped out. Fortunately, the woman stopped him.
“Don’t mess with her. If you want her money back, mess with her daughter. Let’s see if she pays then.” He finished with a sinister grin. This was a truly vicious move. Liu Juan’s face immediately changed upon hearing this.
“Are you even human? Xiao Hong is still young. You can’t do this.”
The man, reminded, leered and walked towards Xiao Hong. “I’ve never been with a virgin before. Let me break my fast today.” He walked over and ripped off Xiao Hong’s clothes. A pair of underdeveloped breasts were exposed, the skin was snow-white, and the nipples were pink.
“No!” Liu Juan rushed towards the man like a madwoman. “Play with me instead. She’s still young.”
The woman pulled Liu Juan away. I couldn’t stand it anymore. How could such a thing still happen in a socialist country? It was outrageous. I went in and smashed the woman’s head with the butt of my gun. With a “thud,” she fell to the ground. The man was about to turn around when I also struck him.
The mother and daughter were bewildered by the sudden turn of events.
"Go and close the door," I said to Liu Juan. Then I tied up the man, blindfolded him, gagged him, and threw him into the haystack outside. I turned the woman over; she was actually quite pretty, but her thin lips and sharp eyebrows told me she was a mean-spirited woman.
"Brother, if you do this, we can't stay in the village anymore. You can leave, but what about us?"
"Mom, why are you saying that? He just saved us." This little girl was quite sensible. However, her mother's worries were valid. I couldn't kill these two scoundrels; after all, killing takes courage. If I left, they would be the ones who suffered. This was quite troublesome.
"Brother, I have an idea. But I don't know if you'll agree."
"What idea?"
She whispered in my ear, making my heart race. However, of course I wouldn't refuse something so easy for me. So, she told Xiao Hong to go to another room to sleep. Then she and I moved the woman to the bed, blindfolded her, and took off her clothes. Unexpectedly, this woman had a top-notch figure—a pair of large breasts, a very elastic waist, and a bright red vulva between her legs, with thick labia enveloping a plump clam. My penis immediately became erect. I couldn't wait to pull out my magnificent cock. Liu Juan glanced at it, her face instantly turning red. However, a hint of lust flickered in her large, watery eyes. At that moment, I made up my mind to fuck her too. But, I had to arouse her long-dormant sexual nerves first.
I started by touching the woman's large breasts.一只手根本就抓不下来，我用力地揉捏着，两个蓓蕾已经竖了起来，我的嘴吮吸着，轻咬着，那女的已经醒了，我的手指开始在她的肉缝中掏挖，一缕缕蜜液随着肉屄的升温而流了下来，我轻咬着她的肉体，食指“扑滋”一声进入了那淫屄，我的手指在肉屄里扣挖着，开始她还反抗着，随着她的快感越来越强烈，她的反抗声变成了呻吟声，越来越大，两条腿紧紧地夹着我的手，生怕我把手指抽走。肉屄也夹紧着我的手指。我偷偷看见柳鹃已经不由自主地把手伸到自己的下身，抚摸着。这时，她看见我在看她，脸蛋又变得通红，我把放在那女的肉屄中的手指抽出来，放到嘴里舔了一下，向柳鹃示威。
而身下的那个女的可不愿意了，使劲地摇着两条腿，我狠狠地揍了几下她的丰臀，她的小屁屁上顿时通红。 Without a word, my penis plunged into her cunt, and she cried out in pleasure. I immediately silenced her with my mouth. Although her words were unpleasant to hear, her mouth was quite fragrant, and I savored her sweet saliva while thrusting my lower body forcefully.
"Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop," the rhythmic sounds of fucking echoed in the room. The woman was also enjoying herself immensely, responding and swaying.
Looking at Liu Juan beside me, her bra was already off, one hand caressing her breasts, the other continuing to explore her lower body. I was very satisfied with her reaction and began to increase the speed of my thrusts. Soon, the woman's cunt began to secrete orgasmic fluids, and finally, she fainted during her third orgasm. My target had now shifted to Liu Juan, who was completely unaware that my wicked hand had reached for her. She was still immersed in the pleasure of masturbation.
I dragged her onto the bed, and amidst her struggles, I stripped her clothes off. My hands roamed over her body, my lips nibbling at her earlobe. I hadn't expected to guess her sensitive spot so well; she began to tremble, her body temperature rose rapidly, her breathing became more rapid, and her resistance weakened. I breathed softly into her ear, "I know you want it too, don't you?"
"Mmm." Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.
"Tell me, how long has it been since you last did it?"
"Five years."
"That's a long time! Do you want it? My thing is really good."
"Mmm!" Still very soft.
"Louder, say it, you want me to fuck you."
"..."
"Say it now!" My hands intensified their assault, my fingers kneading her nipples, my other hand vigorously rubbing her vulva, one middle finger already penetrating her clitoris.
"I want you to fuck me. Fuck me now."
I picked up my already swollen cock and thrust it into that little cunt that hadn't been touched in so long. It was so tight; after all, it hadn't been done for a while, and the elasticity had returned. What a treasure cunt! The inner walls were actually writhing, and there was a suction force inside that almost made me ejaculate. Luckily, she hadn't been done for a long time and wasn't quite used to it yet. But even so, I felt very comfortable.
I thrust in and out joyfully, and she let out waves of moaning pleasure. Her vaginal fluids increased, lubricating my cock and making it even stronger. I had never felt so happy before. The sounds of our lovemaking echoed throughout the room. I picked up Liu Juan and paced around the room, each thrust bringing her a pleasure she hadn't felt in a long time. I had bite marks from her moments of pleasure on my body, and kiss marks on her breasts. With a scream, she reached her climax, collapsing limply onto me and passing out.
Looking at the two limp bodies, my penis perked up again. I felt particularly energetic today, but the two immobile bodies left me with no outlet. Just as I was feeling unbearably frustrated, a pair of small hands climbed onto my penis.
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I looked up and saw it was Xiao Hong. Her eyes were full of desire, and her tongue was lightly licking her lips.
"Uncle, I want some too," Xiao Hong said, her face flushed. "I want that feeling of pleasure like Mom's."
After saying that, she bit my penis. This little girl must have learned from somewhere that oral sex isn't done like that. I pulled out my penis, carried Xiao Hong to the bed in another room, and took off her clothes.
She was very thin, but her thighs were very elastic. It seemed she was born with the conditions to be a master of sex. I kissed her small nipples. Being young, they stood up easily when stimulated. I gently bit them with my teeth, and Xiao Hong writhed in unbearable pain. The little girl's breasts weren't fully developed yet, not as fun as her mother's. So, I shifted my focus to her lower body. A virgin's vagina is different. Two pink petals tightly wrapped around the underdeveloped vulva, with a few sparse pubic hairs. My tongue involuntarily licked her vulva, and the sweet scent of a virgin wafted up. The honey-like fluid secreted from her vulva flowed into my mouth, filling it with a delicate fragrance. How wonderful! I savored the deliciousness below.
And this little girl, I don't know when, moved to my lower body and bit my penis again. But this time she was much gentler. Although I wasn't very skilled, this unfamiliar licking method was something I tried for the first time, and I enjoyed it.
I didn't want to ejaculate so quickly; it would be too embarrassing in front of a young girl. I pulled out my penis, aimed it at Xiaohong's vulva, and rotated it.
"Xiaohong, I'm going in. It hurts a little at first, but I endured it."
I slowly squeezed my huge glans into her already overflowing vulva. Slowly, it went in, little by little, until finally I hit a barrier. I silently prayed, "Xiao Hong, I'm going in. You're mine now." Luckily, the foreplay was good, and my penis entered relatively smoothly. Even so, Xiao Hong still screamed in pain, which startled me, and I immediately stopped. I intensified my caresses, vigorously sucking her small breasts and stroking her smooth, jade-like buttocks. After a while, seeing that she wasn't in so much pain, I resumed my penetration. Finally, I reached her base, touching her cervix. Her little mouth sucked on my glans—it felt so good! I started thrusting back and forth, and gradually Xiao Hong went from pain to a state of near ecstasy. Her screams of pain turned into moans of pleasure.
"Ah, ah, Uncle, be gentle, ah, harder, harder. Gently, gently!"
"Uncle, fuck here, yes, here, ah ah, no, no, there, there. Yes, faster."
Under her guidance, I kept thrusting deeper into her, thrusting, and thrusting again. Today, I was like Superman, constantly thrusting. She couldn't help but ejaculate during my thrusting, a stream of hot liquid splashed onto my glans, my penis trembled and also sprayed out my semen, making her tremble all over, pleasure immediately spread throughout her body, she experienced a true orgasm.
I lay on top of her panting, occasionally kissing her small red lips, the more I looked at her, the more I liked her. If I have the chance in the future, I must train her properly and take her as my little sex slave. My penis became hard again as she twisted. But after all, it was her first time, and she no longer had the strength to meet me.
I had no choice but to get up and go to the next room. The woman was still asleep, but Liu Juan was already awake. Seeing me come over, she looked at me resentfully, her eyes full of jealousy. She was actually jealous of her own daughter. Seeing her like this, I hugged her tightly, thrusting forward, my penis plunging back into that wonderfully wet vagina, and began to pump.
"Now, you've fucked both my daughter and me, what are you going to do about it?"
"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility. I'll come back to you after I've sorted things out."
"We won't ask for much, just remember there are two people waiting for you here. Especially don't forget Xiaohong, she's still a young girl."
"Don't worry, I won't forget you." But in my heart, I could only smile bitterly; who knew if I could clear my name?
"What exactly did you do?" I was about to answer when I saw the woman move. I gave her another blow, and she fainted again.
Then I told her everything.
"You absolutely can't let go of that phone number; it's the key to unlocking the secret."
"But I can't find Xiaoling, I have no way to investigate."
"Do you know which telecom office she works at?"
"Right, I know, I can wait for her at the entrance. You're so smart!" I kissed her deeply. Then, I intensified my movements.
When I woke up in the morning, my penis was still inside her vagina. When I took it out, it was still dripping with her vaginal fluid. Liu Juan blushed.
"Look how slutty you are!" I teased.
"It's all your fault. You stirred up my desires that I've suppressed for five years."
After we washed up, Liu Juan borrowed a camera and took a whole roll of nude photos of the woman. She warned her that if she harassed her again, she would publish the photos. The woman slunk away with her man, who had been freezing all night. Later, I heard that the man fell seriously ill after returning home, and his health deteriorated year by year. Later, the woman was beaten half to death by the villagers for cheating on her husband. What goes around comes around!
A few days later, I listened to Liu Juan and went to wait for Xiao Ling. When I left, Xiao Hong made a huge fuss, afraid that I wouldn't come back. Finally, after being serviced by my penis, she fainted, and I was able to escape. Liu Juan and I got up before dawn, and she saw me to the village entrance.
"If you really have nowhere to stay, come back to my place. Remember us!" I kissed this woman with whom I had a connection deeply goodbye. Silently, I thought: I will definitely come back to pick you up openly and honestly. I still need to train this little sex slave, Xiao Hong!

White Crow 7, who is the butcher and who is the fish

, had been wandering around the telecommunications office for days without seeing Xiao Ling. Was she no longer at the telecommunications office? I had almost given up hope; it seemed my bad luck was about to continue.
That day, I decided to risk going into the telecommunications office to find out if Xiao Ling was still there; otherwise, waiting here idly wasn't a solution.
I turned up my collar to cover half my face. Then I went into the telecommunications office. After asking a staff member, I learned that Xiaoling was still there, which relieved me. So, I followed the person's instructions to find Xiaoling. I don't know if it was just bad luck, but at the corner, I ran into two policemen, and one of them bumped into me. Afraid of being recognized, I quickly left without saying a word. "People these days have no manners, bumping into someone without even saying a word," the policeman muttered. Damn, who bumped into whom?
When I got to Xiaoling's place, I saw her chatting enthusiastically with a large group of people. They must have so much free time! Just then, her gaze drifted over, and I clearly felt her body tremble, her gaze glazed over for a moment. Then, she continued chatting with them as if nothing had happened. Damn, they're treating me like I'm invisible.
As I left the telecommunications office, the closing bell rang, but I was still figuring out how to get Xiaoling to help me; she was my last hope. It seemed I had no choice but to resort to force. When you're down on your luck, even drinking cold water can cause problems. Two people walked towards me; I could tell at a glance they were plainclothes officers, and one of them was from Chen Ting's group. There was no chance to escape. Just as I was thinking of various ways to deal with this, someone grabbed me from behind and gave me a deep French kiss.
"People these days are really open, having sex in the street." The person walked past me, glancing at me, but thankfully we were holding each other tightly enough that he didn't seem to care. But my palms were sweating.
After they walked away, I finally saw the woman I was kissing. You can probably guess who it was besides that slut Xiao Ling, right?
"Don't wander around, it's dangerous." Then, she pulled me to her new place. The house was nice, newly renovated.
"Xiaoling, why didn't you talk to me just now?"
"You're a wanted criminal now. Besides, after you became famous, I introduced all your books to my girlfriends. They all know you. If I called you, it would be dangerous. Silly girl!"
"I didn't expect you to care about me so much!" It seems that lewd women don't always think with their lower bodies; she does have some brains.
"You know that last year you abandoned me and ran away. You left me divorced and with no one to care for me, so I had to take care of my needs all by myself. You knew I had a strong need in that area, yet you still abandoned me."
"But I heard you got married again." I said with a wry smile.
"It's because I couldn't stand it anymore and married someone else, plus my mother kept nagging."
"What about your husband?"
"He died of illness! That guy died six months after we got married."
"Did he get 'immediate madness'?" I joked.
"Huh, how did you know?"
"Really??? It seems only I can satisfy you! You slut!"
"Dream on." She said coquettishly. However, the growing desire in her eyes revealed her true feelings.
I placed my hands on her breasts, caressing and circling them against her thin bra, my lips already pressed against hers.
My tongue gently parted her tightly closed lips, slipping inside to tease and suckle her saliva. Her tongue responded eagerly, entwining and teasing me.
One hand began its advance towards her buttocks, slipping through her skirt and panties to touch her pert bottom. A finger slipped between her buttocks, sliding inside.
I couldn't wait to carry her to the bed and remove all restraints. At this moment, she was so alluring before me: her soft, tender breasts, her two small nipples already erect and pointed, her slender waist, her full, hairy vulva, her two deep red petals hidden among the soft, thick hair, her jade cave already beginning to flow with moisture. The hot nectar completely soaked the surrounding hair, leaving behind glistening little dewdrops.
My throbbing cock began to thrust into that mysterious place, finally entering her overflowing little cunt. The two petals were completely deformed under the pressure of my enormous cock. With each thrust, strands of sticky nectar flowed between us, meandering forward.
Loud moans accompanied the sounds of my thrusting, truly intoxicating!
Gazing at her turned buttocks, glistening and smooth, as alluring as jade, I parted her soft flesh and entered her unbearably wet cunt from behind. I lay on her back, thrusting my lower body while gently biting her jade-like earlobe and licking her white neck.
Her small, red lips emitted soul-stirring moans, her beautiful body pressing and rubbing against me incessantly.
Her moans were undoubtedly a powerful aphrodisiac to my ears. My penis grew stronger and stronger, and the range of my thrusts increased. As the contact intensified, her nectar splattered everywhere, the sounds of "slap slap slap" mingling with her soft moans into a symphony of lovemaking.
Finally, with a shout, a stream of semen shot deep into Xiaoling's vagina, and her body trembled slightly as a gush of hot vaginal fluid sprayed onto my penis.
The room was filled with our panting, echoing with the sounds of our pleasure.
Lying on the bed, I held Xiaoling tightly, lost in thought.
"Is something wrong? Oh, right, did you do that kind of thing?"
"What do you think?"
"I don't think you're that kind of person. You wouldn't kill someone just to lose your job."
"But now all the evidence points to me. Nobody believes me."
"I believe you, big-dicked brother," she giggled, twisting her body slightly.
"Then thank you, big-grandmother sister," I said, trying to sound funny despite my predicament.
"I need your help with something. Could you check the call records of a phone number?"
"I don't think I can help. I'm not high-ranking at the telecom bureau; I can't find it." My heart sank. What bad luck.
"But I can find someone to help." It turned out that her close friend, Lin Xia, was a leader at the telecom bureau. I finally breathed a sigh of relief, though I was startled.
"Tomorrow, I'll invite her over. I hope she can help."
"Okay, it's up to you tomorrow." Thinking about the progress in my case, I felt a surge of excitement, and my lower body felt full of energy. So, I thrust hard and entered that still-wet little pussy again. Xiao Ling also enjoyed it immensely, and a fierce battle was inevitable.
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The next day was Saturday, and Xiao Ling invited Lin Xia over. Naturally, I had to avoid her, since I was still a wanted criminal. So, I went to a video arcade near her house to watch movies on repeat. The place was crowded, so of course no one noticed who I was. A Category III film happened to be playing, and I watched it with great interest.
As it was getting dark, I thought I should go back to Xiaoling's house. Little did I know I was being watched.
When I got back to Xiaoling's, I saw a woman in her late thirties and a girl of about eleven or twelve asleep on the sofa, while Xiaoling sat beside them, lost in thought.
"Xiaoling, what's wrong?"
"Lin Xia won't help. She said she might get a promotion soon, and she doesn't want anything to go wrong at this time. In my panic, I gave them both sleeping pills. I wanted to wait for you to come back to discuss it."
"This is troublesome. What's the best way?"
"I have an idea, but it's not exactly honorable."
"Tell me!"
"You raped Lin Xia and then took nude photos of her. She wouldn't be able to refuse." I looked at her in surprise. Although I had thought of this method before, I hadn't considered it because she and Xiaoling were friends. I didn't expect her to bring it up. What kind of friend is she?
"Don't look at me like that. Actually, I've always hated her. She's not as pretty or as smart as me, but she's always been superior to me at work and even stole my first love. She's better than me in every way. So what if her family has some money? She always acts like a benefactor and helps me. Today, I asked her for help because of you, but she made all sorts of excuses. You're better off without a friend like that." It seems that women can be ruthless when they turn their backs on someone. After hearing
that, I didn't hold back anymore. I'd wanted to be a leader in the telecommunications bureau for a long time, and today I finally had the chance. I couldn't let this opportunity slip by.
Xiaoling quickly pulled off Lin Xia's clothes, revealing a not-so-alluring body lying before me. Her breasts were noticeably sagging from breastfeeding, and her nipples were dark. Her genitals were covered in thick hair, and her labia drooped, also black. If it weren't for checking phone numbers, I wouldn't have bothered with this kind of woman!
"Xiaoling, get me a condom."
"I already have. I knew you wanted one."
"Looks like you knew my temper; if I don't like something, I'll use a condom. Her pussy isn't as alluring as yours." "
You bad thing!"
My penis entered a loose, dry vagina. At first, it was rough due to the lack of lubrication, but soon I felt something and started thrusting rapidly.
But before I could even feel anything, her vaginal fluid leaked out. How boring!
"What are you doing? Mom, Mom! Help!" The girl next to me suddenly woke up and started screaming. Xiaoling grabbed her hair, covered her mouth, and gestured to me with her eyes, "You're getting a good deal again."
With those words, I pounced on her without hesitation and pulled off her clothes.
A tender body appeared before me, two small, undeveloped breasts, their tender pink nipples trembling in the cold air. A few sparse pubic hairs grew below, and a red line faintly parted her peach-like vulva, at the tip of which a delicate, agate-like clitoris stood erect.
My mouth quickly bit down on her nipple, while my hand probed and dug into her vulva. With my advances, her body went from initial resistance to constant writhing, until finally she was completely immersed in physical pleasure.
Seeing that she had stopped struggling, Xiaoling released her and began taking pictures of Lin Xia. And I, of course, was enjoying this tender body.
A trickle of nectar began to flow from her vagina, and an inexplicable itch caused her to clench her fists and rub her thighs. "Little sister, do you want to stop the itch?"
"Mmm."
"Then Uncle is going to come in. You'll feel good once it's inside."
So, I pressed my condom-covered penis against her vulva (I didn't want her to get pregnant), took a breath, and began to thrust inside. Watching my penis slowly pry open her tightly closed petals and enter her wet vagina, I immediately felt an unprecedented tightness. It seemed her vagina was unusually tight, but it felt really good. My entry was difficult yet incredibly pleasurable. When I reached that membrane, a familiar pleasure welled up inside me, the kind I'd only felt with Xiao Hong.
Finally, with a burst of strength, I pierced through that barrier, and the girl inappropriately fainted at that moment. It seemed we were going to play Sleeping Beauty again. I began to thrust slowly.
As her vagina gradually became wet, my penis finally had room to shine. It moved in and out rapidly, and her labia, following my thrusts, swelled and turned red.
Finally, she woke up again during my thrusts, moving rhythmically with my movements. It seemed she was quite skilled in this area. I'll have to train her with Xiaohong sometime. Finally, her body tensed, and
she reached the peak of her desire. Then, she shuddered, and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a spring, splashing onto my penis. I finally ejaculated, leaving all of it in the condom. She then fainted again.
I pulled up my pants, went to the bathroom, threw the condom full of my semen into the toilet, and then urinated with great pleasure—truly a great enjoyment! Thinking of the two limp, white bodies on the sofa, and their ecstatic state, I felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. I don't know when it started, but I feel like I've developed a particular fondness for rape. Especially since I deflowered Xiaohong. Listening to the flushing water, I felt a little intoxicated; for the first time, I found the sound pleasant, as if it were washing away my guilt.
Wait, why does my head hurt a little, and it's getting stronger? Why are there stars in my vision? They're quite pretty. With a soft groan, everything went black.
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On a large grassy field, Liu Juan, Xiaoling, Chen Ting, and I were sitting in a circle, laughing and singing. In the distance, Xiaohong was releasing a large paper kite. A gentle breeze smelled wonderful! Wait! What's that stench of urine? I opened my eyes and saw a gleaming white toilet. Damn!
Touching my still-aching head, I went to the living room, and I was stunned by what I saw. Xiaoling, Linxia, and her daughter were all lying in pools of blood. Xiaoling was still holding a phone, and only then did I realize that I was holding a blood-soaked knife in my other hand, blood still dripping from it. My hand trembled, and with a "clang," the knife fell to the ground. "Ouch!" It had pierced my foot. I knew that if I didn't leave, I was in for trouble again. I quickly put on my clothes and staggered out.
As soon as I reached the street, several police cars approached in the distance, and I hurriedly hid in an alley. Luckily, no one noticed. I ran as far as I could. Behind me, a man in white said hatefully, "You're lucky today, but you won't be so lucky next time." I hid
like a stray dog. The whole city was now conducting thorough checks, and police were everywhere. The police report said: "In apartment XX, XX building, XX district, three women were found stabbed. Two of them were confirmed dead, and Xiaoling was still in critical condition." Police found the words "White Crow" written in blood under the body of a deceased person, apparently written by the victim before death. Many of my fingerprints were also found at the scene, so I was wanted again.
"You dare come out and frame me? When I catch you, I'll make sure you die a horrible death. Just you wait and see. My luck in escaping this time means my luck has finally turned." I sat in the city's martyrs' cemetery (where my father's ashes are kept), gnawing on a piece of hardened bread. It was quiet, the moon was so bright, but my heart was so heavy.
"Dad, please help your son?" I suddenly felt an unprecedented exhaustion; my spirit was on the verge of collapse. After everything that had happened, I suddenly felt powerless. Was this the end? Living in hiding, only to be met with the dark muzzle of a gun in the end? No, no.
Two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably. For the first time, I felt my own weakness. I spent the saddest night of my life in the cemetery. What would my future hold?
No, no, I shook my head vigorously. I can't go on like this. I need to take the initiative; I can't give up. The fact that that person is still framing me at this point means I'm on the right track with the phone calls; I'm getting close to my goal.
Just wait, we'll meet soon!
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There's only one episode left in *The White Crow*, and I think this one was the most depressing.
I hope everyone continues to support me. In

episode 8 of *The White Crow*, the truth

is revealed. As evening approached, I arrived near the Xicheng District XX Public Security Bureau. Police cars were bustling in and out; they hadn't expected me to be hiding here spying. As the saying goes, "The most dangerous place is also the safest place."
Of course, I came here with a purpose. Xiaoling's fate is now unknown, and I can only rely on Chen Ting. I decided to get her help; after all, it would be easier for the police to investigate.
I waited until after 9 PM before I saw Chen Ting walk out of the station. I followed her quietly, glancing back every now and then. I always felt like someone was following me. Today, it seemed no one was there, but I still had to be careful.
Chen Ting's home wasn't too far from the station, and she seemed to live alone. Now, I could begin my plan.
Today, Chen Ting spent the whole day at the branch office reviewing the case files of the White Crow. More and more evidence points to me being a scapegoat for everything. The police's large-scale manhunt was mainly to lull the real culprit into a false sense of security, then use me as bait to draw him out. If I knew this, I'd be both laughing and crying. I'm currently like a stray dog.
Maybe there will be new discoveries tomorrow, and soon you'll be out of trouble, Dick. Warm water washed over her full body. Since she started masturbating while showering, Chen Ting had developed a habit. Whenever she was under a lot of stress or physically exhausted, she would use this method to regulate her mind and body, and it seemed to work every time.
Today, she didn't know why she was particularly impulsive; she really wanted to find a man. The fingers that were already moving between her already damp petals quickened their pace. Alluring sounds echoed in the small bathroom.
Suddenly, she felt a hot body pressed against her back, and a pair of large hands had already climbed onto her already erect nipples. Chen Ting turned around and immediately used a grappling technique, twisting the man's hand behind his back and pinning it to the ground.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
"Ouch, easy, easy, it's me, it's me, my dick!"
"It's you!" Chen Ting released her hand. I stood up, staring at her, my dick already involuntarily hardening.
Only then did she realize we were both naked. Her pink face flushed red. "What naughty things are you thinking about!" she said coquettishly. She still had that shy expression from childhood. She turned to leave. I couldn't let such a good opportunity slip by, so I grabbed her. Unexpectedly, we both slipped and fell into the bathtub.
She tried to struggle to get up, pushing with her hand, but instead pushed against my dick, making it even harder. I felt her body tremble, and then she shyly murmured, "Mmm."
Knowing I couldn't miss this opportunity, my two devilish hands began to ravage those towering breasts. Her breasts were the largest and most elastic I had ever touched, with fair skin, two perfectly round mounds, luscious nipples, and unusually large areolas. A uniquely virginal fragrance wafted into my nose. I took a deep breath—so fragrant! My intense desire to deflower her had been aroused. I bit down on her already flushed and hot breast, licking her erect nipples with my tongue, gently biting the smooth, glistening mounds. Down was her smooth, firm abdomen, her alluring, delicate navel, and finally, my tongue reached that enchanting honeyed cave. Soft, smooth hair covered her tender vulva, two slender pink petals enveloping a full, smooth pearl. At this moment, Chen Ting was already aroused by my tongue, her long-dormant desires beginning to erupt. The waves of pleasure emanating from her lower body made her feel like she was dying of ecstasy, but the tingling sensation inside her body grew stronger and stronger, longing for a foreign object to penetrate her body and absorb the ever-increasing heat within her.
So one hand began to stroke my head, her lower body pressing hard against my head, while the other hand began to caress her already wet bud, rotating and pulling it. As her jade vulva pressed against me, my entire face was completely immersed in her fleshy fragrance, my tongue already parting her petals and probing into her honeyed vulva that was beginning to ooze nectar. Chen Ting felt a foreign object piercing her lower body, and the heat within her body was slightly relieved, but that thing kept rotating and teasing, further intensifying her desire.
When her nectar increased, I knew the time had come, so I took her hand and placed it on my burning hot penis, and began to gently kiss her fragrant lips, occasionally licking her round and delicate earlobe.
"Beautiful girl, how does your own nectar taste?"
"Hmm, you naughty thing, making me feel so uncomfortable?"
"I'm about to come in, okay?"
"No? It will hurt."
"I'll be gentle, every woman has to go through this. Don't worry, I'll make you feel good next time." I intensified my licking of her earlobe, discovering it was her sensitive area.
"Hmm, be gentle, don't hurt me too much."
"Then I won't be polite." So, I used my hands to pry open her petals, and a hard, hot cock pressed against her honey pot.
"Beautiful girl, watch carefully, just like that, witness your first time."
I slowly began to squeeze into that overflowing jade pot, and immediately a tight force of flesh walls acted on my cock, I almost ejaculated. After recovering, I continued to advance until I reached a thin membrane. I looked at Tingting, my eyes expectant of her consent, while she was enjoying the process. Suddenly, she felt me stop, and when she saw my expectant gaze, she nodded shyly, then closed her eyes, ready to welcome my arrival. With a powerful thrust, I pierced her last barrier.
"Ah, brother, it hurts! You lied to me, you bad guy, you bad guy!" She pounded my back, then bit my shoulder.
"Ah, it hurts too, be gentle, be gentle."
"You lied to me, you lied to me!"
Ignoring the pain in my shoulder, I began to thrust my lower body, using all the techniques I knew—moving up and down, left and right, sometimes swimming like an eel, sometimes striking hard, sometimes teasing. Under my thrusts, she gradually forgot the pain she had just experienced, and wholeheartedly responded to my movements. She uttered those soul-stirring moans, her legs wrapped around my waist, her arms around my neck, her whole body swaying up and down with my thrusts. There is no action that can ignite a man's desire to conquer more than this. We began to enjoy the ultimate bliss.
Finally, in our trembling, we both reached the peak of our passion. We embraced each other, letting the hot water patter against our naked bodies. We savored the passion and joy we had just experienced; there was no feeling more beautiful. I thought of several women from my past. The one I had the longest relationship with was Xiaoling, but I was only infatuated with her body. With Liujuan and Xiaohong, my feelings were more about responsibility. But the one I truly loved was Chen Ting; after all, she was my first love. She was someone I truly loved.
Lying in bed, embracing Tingting's voluptuous body, we recounted our stories since our separation. Finally, the topic shifted to my current situation.
"Ting, tell me the truth, do you think I committed this crime?"
"Of course not."
"Why are you so sure?"
"I've been investigating your case these past few days and have discovered many suspicious points. Plus, the woman who was stabbed woke up a couple of days ago and said it wasn't you. That makes me even more suspicious that you were framed. Only the real killer would frame you again."
"Why is Xiaoling awake? Why isn't it reported in the news?"
"Of course it has to be kept secret. Don't be angry if I tell you, but I've kept this a secret so the killer thinks the police aren't aware. I'm using you as bait to lure him into striking again. Only a few people know about this plan; other police officers might arrest you if they see you. Do you think I'd sleep with you without knowing everything? I don't want to be friends with a murderer."
"You're so kind of you, making me risk my life! What did I say earlier, 'friend'? You should call me 'husband'! What compensation do you want?" My hands began to grope her again.
"Ah, no, you naughty thing, you want it again. Ah, ah, be gentle, husband." A beautiful, amorous melody filled the air.
Stroking her damp body, I told her everything that had happened. Of course, I omitted the parts that might make her jealous.
"See if you plagiarize again. Serves you right! But this novel is indeed quite good, what a pity! I think that phone number is the key; I'll check it tomorrow."
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The next evening, Chen Ting brought good news. She checked the phone number's call history. Since there weren't many calls during that period, it was easy to pinpoint a suspicious address.
"Ting, I think I'll go there myself after dark tomorrow."
"Okay, but be careful."
I set off before dark the next day; I couldn't wait. But before I even reached the place, a meddlesome woman recognized me. So, another chase ensued. Having encountered the police many times before, I was quite experienced in this area. However, these policemen today seemed to be new recruits, incredibly reckless and physically strong. Just when I was about to run out of steam, a hand reached out from an alley and dragged me in. After a few turns, I shook off the policemen. Only then did I realize that the person was another beautiful girl, with those big, lovely eyes that I loved. It seems that every time I'm in a crisis, a beautiful woman comes to my rescue. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a little smug; I'm quite lucky in this regard. However, I was also a little worried. I never have a good experience with romantic encounters; I wonder what will happen this time. Oh well, I'll just take it as it comes.
I followed her to a bungalow. Inside, I was astonished to find the walls covered in my photographs, and the table and bookshelves filled with various editions of my novel, *The White Crow*, and numerous commentaries. I didn't have such a complete collection.
"What happened?" I exclaimed in surprise.
"Don't be alarmed," she said, "let me tell you a story. There was a girl named Yu who grew up in an orphanage, never experiencing the warmth of family. After she started working, she met a boy named Le. He treated her incredibly well, buying her everything she wanted, tolerating her eccentricities developed in the orphanage, and treating her like a princess. Years later, just as they were about to get married, the boy was suddenly diagnosed with cancer. The girl visited him in the hospital every day, caring for him. Everyone envied them. They were also full of hope, believing that one day the boy would recover."
At that moment, I knew that the girl must be the person standing before me.
"However, the boy's illness worsened day by day, but the girl remained by his side, knowing she was now his last pillar of support. But, by chance, Yu learned that her son, Le, had never had cancer in the first place; it was a misdiagnosis by the doctor. However, to cover up his mistake, the doctor continued chemotherapy, and because his father was the hospital director, other doctors who disagreed remained silent. As a result, Le's once healthy body deteriorated further. Just as Yu was about to transfer Le to another hospital, Le ended his young life there, not wanting Yu to suffer any more. When Yu went to the doctor, he not only denied his mistake but also raped her and took nude photos of her to threaten her not to expose him."
At this point, the woman in front of me was already in tears.
"Your book gave this helpless woman a sense of belonging. And you are very much like my deceased boyfriend."
"I see." I felt particularly depressed.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Have you eaten? Shall I cook you a meal?"
Without waiting for my reply, she went into the kitchen. Although I had my own business to attend to, could I refuse such a request?
However, Yu's cooking was truly excellent. Seeing my satisfied expression, she chuckled. The "greedy devil,"
gazing at her beautiful, smiling face, couldn't help but be captivated, staring blankly at her. Seeing me looking at her like that, she turned away shyly and went into the inner room. Even a fool would understand what she was up to.
I hesitated. Although there was a lamb before me at my mercy, I couldn't waste any more time. If the person who framed me also knew I had found the address and acted before me, who knew what tricks they would pull? Chen Ting's words echoed in my ears again, "Be careful of those unexpected romantic encounters." She knew I was rather promiscuous, so she always warned me.
"Never mind, important things come first. Hey, Yu, I'm leaving." With that, I turned and walked away.
"Hey, just leaving like that? Not even a thank you."
"Oh," I thought, realizing how lacking in manners I was, lacking even the most basic politeness. So I turned around. "Thank you," I said, the sight before me almost taking my breath away. She wore a black leather coat, open to reveal her smooth, hot body clad only in a small pair of panties—the black thong I always longed for. Her two pert, round breasts, their pink nipples already erect from the cold, swayed with her graceful steps. A seductive giggle escaped her bright red, provocative lips.
She turned away from me, lifting her coat to reveal a pair of pink, round, pert buttocks, a thin black rope tightly binding her private parts. I swallowed hard. Just as I was about to properly admire those alluring buttocks, the wretched leather coat obscured this magnificent sight. Watching her hips sway exaggeratedly and alluringly as she walked towards the inner room, a surge of heat rose in my lower abdomen, coursing through my entire body.
But the alluring temptation didn't end there. Leaning against the doorframe, she slowly raised one long, smooth, white leg, placing it high on the other side of the doorframe. As the leather jacket covering it slipped down, another beautiful sight unfolded before my eyes: her legs formed a perfect "I" shape, the black leather jacket draped down, revealing her entire fiery body. Her fingers were already inside the thin black rope, digging and probing, her small mouth emitting maddening moans. Then she put her fingers, covered in her own juices, into her mouth, licking and biting them, her eyes gleaming with a seductive light. "Ah, ah, ah, come, come, come!"
I couldn't resist any longer, ignoring Chen Ting's warnings. I roared and pounced on her. She giggled and fled into the inner room.
She dodged my tiger-like attack, but after all, she was a woman, and not as strong as me. First, I ripped off that hateful leather jacket. Then, I hooked a finger onto the thin string of her panties. I deliberately didn't tear it, but instead pulled it open and released it. It bounced heavily against her smooth, tender flesh, and she cried out in response. We played a game of tag in the room. The inner room was already a mess. Finally, the eagle couldn't resist any longer. I ripped the flimsy string off with one finger, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed. The eagle pounced, biting into her breast and savoring the plump mound of flesh.
She eagerly turned around and bit my burning hot cock, and I, in turn, licked her alluring cunt. Her oral sex technique, though not expert, was still quite powerful; her tongue awkwardly swirled around my large glans, creating a unique flavor. But I was somewhat intoxicated by the honeyed fluid flowing from her cunt, the most delicious I had ever tasted. When my tongue penetrated her wet cunt, it suddenly contracted violently, sucking my tongue in, immobilizing it. Ah, so pleasurable! As my cock invaded her overflowing cunt, she suddenly burst into tears, and I tenderly licked her tear-streaked face.
"Let's have a fierce battle!"
"Okay, whoever surrenders first licks whose feet."
So I launched a relentless assault, and she responded enthusiastically below me.
The battle was unprecedentedly fierce. I bore her scratches all over my body, while her breasts, lower abdomen, vagina, and buttocks were covered in pools of my semen and bite marks. The sheets were soaked; we were completely exhausted.
We held each other tightly, my still-erect penis still inside her vagina. We needed to recharge for the next battle.
Today was exhausting, and I drifted off to sleep.
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When I woke up, I found myself completely immobile. My hands and feet were bound to the four corners of the bed with strips of cloth. "Is this some kind of sadomasochistic game?"
A person dressed in white walked in. That white clothes looked so familiar! A face wearing a mask appeared before me.
"Yuan Yi!!!" I exclaimed.
"You remember me!" She removed the mask, revealing Yu's beautiful face.
"How could it be you! No wonder you looked so familiar."
"Let me show you someone else." She took off her white coat, revealing a police uniform underneath.
"You're the policewoman in front of Yuan's uniform that day." It was night, so her face wasn't very clear, but I recognized her immediately after she put on the uniform.
"How could this be?"
"The story I just told you was only half told. Want to hear more? After that doctor raped me, he wanted to keep taking advantage of me. I finally couldn't take it anymore. In the end, I killed him one night. I chopped him into pieces, piece by piece, and then piece by piece." She brandished the knife forcefully
, and I was afraid she might accidentally stab me. "Then, I put his flesh, piece by piece, into a pot and cooked it, cooked it! Ha, ha, ha!" I couldn't help but tremble all over. I didn't even dare to think that she would do the same to me.
"Then, I fed this scum to the dogs! Haha ...
"He ruined my happiness, everything! I hate him, I hate all doctors! Hahaha!" She was completely insane.
"You're crazy, you're crazy!"
"No, I'm not, you're the ones who drove me to this."
"Then why did you frame me!"
"You, ha, ha, ha, ha!" My hair stood on end.
“One of my sisters told me about her ordeal—the woman who was seduced and raped by Dr. Zhang. So I wanted to help her get revenge. But then I discovered that Dr. Zhang had gone abroad to study on a government scholarship, and you were nowhere to be found. So I started targeting other doctors. A year later, I found you, but you looked too much like me, so I decided to test you. That's how Yuan Yi appeared. But you disappointed me. After your book was published, I decided to start demanding payment from you.”
“No, you just wanted to use me to expose your revenge plan. You were very proud of your revenge, and you needed someone to share it with. So you chose me. You just wanted me to be a scapegoat.”
“Say what you will. If you hadn't been greedy, none of this would have happened.”
“And what happened to Xiaoling's family, you did too.”
“Of course, if you had just run away and kept hiding, maybe I would have let you go. But I didn't expect you to check the phone numbers. You forced me to do this.” “
Actually, you've become addicted to the thrill of killing!”
"Is that so? Maybe! Hahaha! Thank you for bringing me such happy times. I'll think of you from time to time. After I kill you, I'll call the police! I'll say that Mr. White Crow raped one of your book fans who saved your life. When others see all your books here, who won't believe it! Ah, hahaha, and you were killed by me in my resistance, so the White Crow case will be forgotten. Goodbye, Mr. White Crow." The gleaming knife drew a beautiful arc in the air and stabbed me hard in the left chest. I smiled and passed out.
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A cacophony of sounds rang in my ears. I opened my eyes, and Chen Ting's pink face appeared before me.
I moved my mouth, but she covered it with her small hand. "Brother Ju, don't worry, I secretly put a bug in your clothes, we all know." My heart was at ease. (My brothers say: "Big brother, didn't you get stabbed in the heart? Why aren't you dead yet? Don't tell me you're indestructible.") Ladies and gentlemen, of course I don't want to die. Let me tell you a secret. My heart is on the right side. Hahahaha!
"Who said that?" A strangely piercing yet familiar voice rang in my ears, and I saw a face that terrified me.
"Ah, Dr. Zhang!" I fainted on the spot.
Dr. Zhang, holding a scalpel, walked towards me with a sinister grin; the blade gleamed with a chilling light.

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