[Urban] Fallen Police (Complete) - 22-24

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The newly adapted story of Director Sanbao, Part 4: Adulterers and Adulterous Women, Part 1.

Ever since raping Xiao Yan, whenever she returned home from her military post, this lecherous police chief would rush to her house, demanding sex. Each time, Xiao Yan succumbed to Qin Shouren's lewdness. The two often indulged in debauchery from dusk till dawn, the female officer experiencing multiple orgasms each night. Besides anal sex, oral sex, and breast sex, they tried various sexual positions several times each night. Gradually, the female officer realized she couldn't live without this lecherous wolf with countless lovers.

Today was the wedding day of Qin Shouren's younger brother, Qin Shoujia, 15 years his junior, and 22-year-old college student Wang Li. Qin Shouren hadn't expected his brother to marry such a beautiful wife; he was itching to marry her at the wedding and rushed to Xiao Yan's house afterward.

That evening, Xiao Yan felt somewhat uncomfortable alone at home. Instead of changing back into her military uniform, she wore a bathrobe belonging to Director Qin's wife and sat in the living room watching television. Now, her initial anger and embarrassment had undergone a significant psychological shift. On one hand, she had become addicted to the thrill and pleasure of this affair; on the other hand, she was also grateful to have found such a powerful figure as a backer, knowing how influential he was, and therefore wanted to gain more benefits from him.

After watching television for a while, she pulled out some DVDs that Qin Shouren had brought—high-quality erotic films. As she watched, she was amazed by the debauched lifestyle depicted in the films, a lifestyle she had never imagined before. Immersed in the films, her emotions rose, and she even imitated the Western beauties on television, spreading her fair legs and involuntarily touching her genitals. She had never known that her body was so sensitive to sex; now, her dormant sexual desire was aroused, and she was immediately consumed by lust.

When Qin Shouren arrived at her house, this was the scene he witnessed: a mature and stunningly beautiful woman lay on the sofa, her long, slender, and fair legs spread apart. One hand was moving between her thighs, and her large, deep, dreamlike eyes were fixed on the lewd images on the television. Her beautifully sculpted cheeks were flushed with a captivating blush, and a glimpse of her fair, almost translucent skin was visible through her neckline. Her delicate skin was as smooth and supple as the petals of a newly blossoming flower, making him dizzy and his heart flutter.

Seeing him return, Xiao Yan blushed and stopped, wrapping herself tightly in her bathrobe, too shy to be seen. Qin Shouren pounced on her, tightening his grip on Xiao Yan's slender waist while lewdly laughing, "Heh...heh...little beauty, are you just starting to taste that? I guarantee you'll be in ecstasy soon..."

Xiao Yan, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, endured his obscene words, while using her delicate, snow-white hands to try and push away the man's broad shoulders, desperately arching her back to prevent him from touching her mature, full, and proudly erect breasts.

However, she was already aroused, and this was merely a game of cat and mouse, so her resistance weakened, and her soft, erect breasts were already in Qin Shouren's hands. Qin Shouren gently but firmly played with the two rapidly rising and falling breasts of Xiao Yan's body...

Xiao Yan's bathrobe was parted, revealing a pair of bright red, lustrous breasts with hardened nipples. Qin Shouren grasped and caressed her soft, perky breasts with one hand, while his other hand gently pressed against the young woman's full, slightly protruding mons pubis. At the base of her beautiful, smooth, snow-white, and slender legs, a tuft of light black, slightly curled pubic hair shyly covered that alluring crevice... Her beautiful, snow-white body was naked and exposed, allowing Qin Shouren to caress her.

Qin Shouren excitedly whispered in Xiao Yan's ear, "Beauty, today I'm going to have some fun with your tight asshole." Xiao Yan paled, instinctively touching her buttocks, blushing as she said, "But... I've never had that done before, it hurts so much." Qin Shouren kissed her and said, "Don't worry, today I'll deflower your anus. I'll put some lubricant on it so it won't hurt. You'll like this method once you get used to it." He pulled the half-resisting Xiao Yan into the bathroom, took out an enema kit, and Xiao Yan looked at the tubes curiously, asking, "What are these?"

Qin Shouren told her, "I'll give you an enema first, it'll be easy to get excited that way." Xiao Yan blushed instantly. She had only heard of enemas before; she had read in a book that enemas were a health practice, but how could she know that someone would use them so pathologically for sex?

Qin Shouren had her hold onto the wall with her hands and legs spread apart. He then applied Vaseline to her anus and slowly inserted a thin tube, channeling the cleaning solution into her body. Xiao Yan felt the cool liquid slowly fill her stomach. Qin Shouren then made her excrete, and then injected the liquid again. This was repeated several times until only clear water flowed out.

Xiao Yan felt an emptiness and coolness in her stomach, and her anus had become extremely sensitive. Each time the tube was inserted, she experienced a somewhat erotic sensation.

The last time, Qin Shouren poured the cleaning solution into her stomach, making her lower abdomen round, but instead of letting her excrete it, he used a plug-like object to press against her anus.

Xiao Yan blushed and reached out to touch it, asking, "What...what is this?"

Qin Shouren chuckled and said, "This plugs your little anus. When you can't hold it in anymore, it'll come out. It feels amazing." Xiao Yan blushed and coquettishly complained, "You're so annoying, so many tricks!" Qin Shouren pulled Xiao Yan back to the bedroom, carried her to the bed, and licked her white, pearly earlobe with his tongue, making her tremble all over.

Xiao Yan felt her stomach was bloated and very uncomfortable. The thing in her anus made her very uncomfortable, so she spread her legs wide, her lower body writhing as if desperately craving the arrival of a penis. Her distended abdomen made her want to defecate, but she was too ashamed to speak up. At this moment, Xiao Yan was completely trapped in the trap of lust, her mind filled with desire. She craved a man's caresses, preferably with vigorous thrusting and penetration, to give her complete satisfaction.

Her full buttocks and slender waist swayed with a graceful rhythm. Her small hands also proactively touched Qin Shouren's penis, gently stroking it back and forth. "Ah," the urge to defecate in her lower body grew stronger and stronger. Her eyes flickered, and her tongue slowly licked around her sexy lips. Her two beautifully shaped, white and tender breasts rose and fell rapidly due to the urge to defecate.

Her face flushed, and she whispered, "Ah, I can't hold it in anymore, I... I need to go to the toilet." Qin Shouren pulled her back and commanded, "You're not allowed to go. Lick it for me first, and you can only leave when you've made me happy." Xiao Yan's lower body could no longer bear it. She felt the liquid churning inside her, eager to release. Hearing this, she couldn't wait to kneel between Qin Shouren's legs, gently stroking his penis, and skillfully using her fingernails to scrape back and forth between the glans and the fleshy groove of the penis. Soon, Qin Shouren's penis began to stand erect.

He thrust his lower body upwards with ecstasy, saying, "Quick...quickly take it in." Xiao Yan gently licked the head of his penis with her tongue. After a while, Qin Shouren continued to enjoy her oral sex service with leisure. Her kneeling position made it even more unbearable for her. Her body trembled as she pleaded, "Please...please, let me go." Qin Shouren laughed heartily at her seductive expression, slapped her plump buttocks hard, and said, "Go." Xiao Yan felt like she had been granted a pardon. She quickly climbed off the bed naked and ran into the bathroom. She ejaculated

profusely, feeling somewhat exhausted. It took her a while to wipe herself clean, and as Qin Shouren instructed, she washed her anus with hot water before her legs went weak as she walked back.

Qin Shouren gestured for her to come to the bed and lie prone beside him. Xiao Yan glared at him, obediently got into bed, and lay beside him, raising her beautiful buttocks.

Qin Shouren first inserted his fingers into her hot, wet vagina and moved them in and out a few times. Then, he dipped his fingers in some of the vaginal fluid flowing out and gently poked into her beautiful, tightly clenched anus.

"Mmm...mmm...oh..."

Xiao Yan, who was already extremely sensitive there, felt the sensation as his fingers passed through. Because of the enema she had just received, her anus was extremely sensitive and delicate. Just the insertion of his fingers sent a jolt of pleasure through her entire body, as if a thunderbolt had struck her. She trembled as if struck by lightning.

Qin Shouren looked triumphantly at the female officer he had completely tamed, then knelt behind her, pressing his large, thick penis against her anus and slowly thrusting in. As he entered, Xiao Yan raised her head high, her buttocks trembling as she welcomed his entry. The female officer's anus had finally been breached for the first time. Qin Shouren held her firm, shapely buttocks with both hands, quickly withdrawing and then thrusting in again. The pleasure from her tight anus mixed with the sensation of being rubbed in her rectum left Xiao Yan weak all over, limp on the bed, allowing Qin Shouren to rape her at will. She could only open her mouth wide and groan

"Ah..." on the bed . Qin Shouren thrust in and out with wide, sweeping strokes, his hands caressing her plump, fleshy buttocks. His thick, long penis was completely swallowed by her deep anus, the anal muscles tightly gripping the base of his shaft, layers of tender flesh tightly surrounding his glans. Xiao Yan was now beginning to experience the pleasure of anal sex, especially after holding it in for so long during the enema; Qin Shouren's thrusting now brought her immense pleasure. Xiao Yan couldn't help but moan softly, rubbing her full breasts. Seeing this, Qin Shouren, increasingly excited, gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, slapping Xiao Yan's buttocks with both hands, making crisp "slap...slap..." sounds. The tender, rosy flesh of Xiao Yan's anus was being thrust into and out by the thick penis. The plump, tender flesh of her anus was being exaggeratedly turned inside out with each thrust. Xiao Yan was almost going crazy. A woman's body seems so delicate, seemingly unable to withstand any abuse, but when faced with sexual assault, even the strongest man, with the most powerful physique, seems to have limitless endurance when confronted with a woman's delicate and alluring body. She felt an unprecedented pleasure from this intense attack. "Ah... Director Qin... so comfortable... ahh... so beautiful..." She was being pounded, her hair disheveled, her breasts and buttocks swaying back and forth, emitting wanton moans. At the same time, she desperately thrust her body backward, the "slap slap slap" of their skin colliding, hoping for even greater pleasure. Each time the penis deeply penetrated her anus, the sensations of numbness, pain, fullness, and expulsion mixed together into a bizarre and intense pleasure. She was completely immersed in the pleasure of being attacked. Each thrust of Director Qin's penis deep into the center of her buttocks caused ripples to spread across her smooth, white flesh. The pleasure traveled from the point of contact between their genitals throughout their bodies. The intense pleasure made Director Qin even more excited and powerful, while making Xiao Yan more languid and powerless. Her beautiful body was soft, as if she could not withstand the fierce impact at any moment and collapse, yet she was able to withstand the hard entry and withdrawal each time. Her lower body, experiencing repeated orgasms, had dominated all their emotions. A comfortable, numbing pleasure rushed to the top of their heads, and their intercourse was perfectly coordinated. The frenzied lovemaking continued for more than an hour. "Oh, so strong... Director Qin... good brother... I can't take it anymore... um..." Xiao Yan felt her whole body floating, as if she were flying in the air. She opened her small mouth wide, but could only moan weakly, waiting for the final moment to arrive. Just as the two were making love passionately, the doorbell rang, and a hurried voice called from outside, "Yanzi, Yanzi, are you home? I'm back!" Xiao Yan was startled, her back stiffened, and the muscles of her anus clenched tightly. She said urgently, "My husband is back! Quick, quick, pull out!" Qin Shouren was already on the verge of collapse. The clenching of his anus stimulated him greatly, and he accelerated his thrusts, shouting, "Don't move, don't move, I'm coming, I'm coming!" "Ah!" Xiao Yan was both nervous and excited, rapidly jerking her hips to increase the stimulation, trying to force Qin Shouren to release quickly. At the same time, she was also infected by the intense stimulation of her living husband outside the door, and her beautiful face flushed red. With a jerk from her soft, fragrant buttocks, Qin Shouren felt a tingling sensation in his spine. He thrust his penis hard, and a gush of fluid was released, shooting every last drop into Xiao Yan's delicate and beautiful anus. Xiao Yan let out soft moans, her mouth slightly open, as he ejaculated, causing her to convulse. She collapsed limply onto the bed, her plump, white buttocks still shamelessly raised, enjoying the lingering afterglow of his trembling penis. Soon, Qin Shouren's penis swelled and hardened again inside Xiao Yan's anus. Qin Shouren pulled out his large penis and thrust it into Xiao Yan's vagina with a "squelch." "Ah!" Xiao Yan let out a sweet moan, but she immediately remembered her husband was outside the door: "No, Mr. Qin, spare me! My husband is outside! Take it out!" She twisted her plump buttocks, trying to escape Qin's thrusting. Qin Shouren pressed his hands against her white buttocks, thrusting into her cunt while shouting, "What does it matter? Today I'm going to teach him a lesson, show him how to make love with a beautiful woman, how to penetrate!" Qin Shouren was that kind of person; the more stimulating the thing, the more daring he was. For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the "plop, plop" of penetration and the female officer's tearful moans: "No... Director Qin... spare me... ah... take it out... ah... please... my husband is outside... take it out quickly... ah... um... be gentle... it's so deep!" With a "snap," the bedroom door opened. Xiao Yan's husband, Gang Sheng, saw his wife of only one year, naked, having sex with his former superior, now the head of the Public Security Bureau. He was speechless for a long time. Qin Shouren merely glanced at him, then pressed his hands firmly against Xiao Yan's waist and white buttocks, continuing to vigorously penetrate his beautiful wife. Xiao Yan had no choice but to remain prone on the bed like a dog, involuntarily thrusting her plump buttocks backward as Qin Shouren violated her. With red eyes, she turned to her husband, moaning and crying, "Husband... ah... don't be angry... um... I... I was forced. You... you have to transfer to civilian life... husband... don't be impulsive... Uncle Qin... ah... Uncle Qin is doing it for our own good... um... besides, we can't afford to offend him... ah... President Qin... be gentle." Xiao Yan knew her husband was weak-willed; if she said this, he wouldn't dare to get angry. Sure enough, Gang Sheng muttered, "I never thought you would do such a thing, I... I!" But Gang Sheng already knew Qin Shouren had considerable influence in both the military and civilian sectors, and he couldn't continue speaking. "Gang Sheng, you go out first. Your wife is really good at it. I know you want to transfer back to the city, but if you spoil my mood today, forget about transferring, I'll have someone transfer you to Xinjiang!" Qin Shouren threatened while thrusting into Xiao Yan with relish. The weak-willed Gang Sheng was at a loss, blaming himself for agreeing to let his new wife go to this notorious lecher. Knowing he couldn't win against him, he could only stammer, "Mr. Qin, I...I...okay, don't make things too difficult for Yanzi." He then retreated, gently closing the door behind him. As soon as Gang Sheng left, Qin Shouren, without a word, withdrew his penis from Xiao Yan's vagina, stood by the bed, pulled the female officer's white buttocks over, took a deep breath, and thrust his large penis in and out rapidly. Standing by the bed, supporting his pelvis, was much easier for an older man. For a moment, his large penis moved in and out of her vagina with unstoppable force, the labia opening and closing, the layers of tender skin at the entrance being pushed in and out by the large penis—a truly captivating sight. The enormous glans penis swelled even larger, thrusting and pulling inside the vagina like a piston, grinding against the vulva with intense pleasure, constantly pumping out vaginal fluid, which was then carried out of the body by the large penis, ground into a white semen, and flowed back to the perineum; sometimes a sudden gush would erupt, spraying out from the crevice, splashing water everywhere, even wetting both of their thighs. The scrotum swayed back and forth with the body, causing the testicles to slap against the perineum, dripping with the vaginal fluid and splashing onto the bed. The lustful couple engaged in intercourse with great passion, moaning loudly, their ears filled with the duet of "Oh...wah...oh...wah..." rising and falling with the rhythm of the thrusting, a harmonious union. In moments of relaxation, they danced with abandon; in moments of tension, they clung to each other, the room filled with spring, lost in blissful pleasure. Especially Xiao Yan, the thought of her husband being in the living room, this blatant act of adultery stimulated her, causing her vagina to flow profusely, experiencing repeated orgasms.

In the living room, Gang Sheng sat on the sofa and saw the bedroom door ajar. Bras and panties were scattered all over the floor, and he could hear soft moans coming from inside. He felt incredibly sad; he hadn't expected to return from his family leave to find this scene. After a long while, the sounds of his wife's moans from the inner room grew louder and more lewd, but Qin Shouren showed no sign of stopping. He secretly admired the chairman's stamina; he hadn't realized he was stronger than a young man.

In the bedroom, Qin Shouren lay on the bed, turning Xiao Yan over and thrusting over two hundred times in one go, leaving her dazed and paralyzed, lying limply on the bed with her limbs spread, her lower body at his mercy. She had no strength left to cry out; she was like a dead woman, her body moving back and forth with Qin Shouren's violent thrusts, her large breasts swaying back and forth.

Seeing this, Qin Shouren released his hands from her thighs and instead grabbed her breasts. Upon contact, it felt hard yet soft, slippery to the touch. He continued thrusting, grasping one breast in each hand and kneading them gently, lost in pleasure. Under this double assault, Xiao Yan experienced wave after wave of climax, too many to count. Her throat, already hoarse from screaming, began to utter cries again, a constant, incessant groaning…

Strangely enough, these cries, irregular and off-key, sounded like heavenly music to a man's ears, lingering for days, utterly captivating and unforgettable. Qin Shouren, after a long period of thrusting, grew increasingly vigorous and excited. Her cries were like a shot of adrenaline, bolstering his courage as he charged forward again, relentlessly. His hands gripped her breasts tightly, his lower body pumping wildly until his semen churned and surged forth, finally gushing forth. Countless spurts of semen erupted, one after another, as he convulsed and ejaculated, filling her vagina to overflowing capacity.

Xiao Yan's cervix was simultaneously washed and pounded by the hot semen, the unprecedentedly hard glans of his penis further amplifying her orgasm. She trembled uncontrollably, her body trembling uncontrollably. With all her might, she cried out, "President Qin... I... I... I'm so happy!"

Her legs clamped around his waist, her hands clawed wildly behind her back, her head swayed left and right, her eyes tightly shut, her teeth clenched, her muscles tense like a fully drawn bow.

After a round of convulsions, she released her octopus-like limbs, letting out a sigh of relief, and collapsed motionless on the edge of the bed.

Qin Shouren took the opportunity to lie on top of her, embracing her warm, soft body until his large penis, trailing clumps of sticky semen, withdrew from his body. Then he climbed onto the bed, tenderly kissing Xiao Yan passionately. Fifteen minutes later, Xiao Yan broke free from Qin Shouren's bear hug and said to him, "Don't move, let me get a towel to clean you up." The moment she stepped onto the ground, the semen that had accumulated in her vagina liquefied into a thin, pale, rice-water-like liquid, trickling down her thighs. She quickly grabbed two tissues from the dressing table and placed them at the entrance, instantly soaking them. She tossed them into the trash can, grabbed two more to cover herself, and walked out. As soon as she stepped out of the living room, she saw Gangsheng leaning against the sofa. She hadn't expected him to still be there and was momentarily stunned. Realizing she was currently naked and covered in filth, she felt incredibly embarrassed. Remembering what had just happened, she knew he had overheard everything outside, and her face flushed red. She felt deeply ashamed of her husband. Gang Sheng turned around and saw her standing blankly at the doorway, her hair disheveled, her cheeks flushed, her eyebrows furrowed, and two lines of white, sticky fluid hanging from her inner thighs, extending down to her knees. A trickle of fluid was still seeping from her vulva through her fingers. Even the idiot remembered what had happened earlier.

Seeing this, he felt a surge of jealousy and regretted his decision. "What you've done, it's over now!"

Gang Sheng said bitterly.

"Husband, don't...don't misunderstand, I was raped by President Qin. Really, don't be angry," Gang Sheng thought, prioritizing the bigger picture, and pretended nothing was wrong, saying to Xiao Yan, "Aren't you going to the bathroom to wash up?"

He turned his face away from the television.

"Honey, wait a little longer, Mr. Qin said he wants to... wants to do it with me again." After cleaning herself in the bathroom, Xiao Yan grabbed a wet towel, slipped behind Gang Sheng into the bedroom, closed the door, and saw Qin Shouren lying on the bed, chuckling lewdly. She quickly grabbed Qin Shouren's large penis with one hand, pulled back the foreskin, and wiped the glans with the towel with the other, saying to him, "Mr. Qin... ah... where did you get so much semen? I haven't even finished flowing out yet! It's like the amount of three or four people, you must have been holding it in for a long time, right?" Qin Shouren

replied shamefully, "To be honest, since my wife went to Canada on a business trip, I haven't been close to any women for too long. I usually only play with you. I've been busy with work these past two days, so this is two days' worth of stock up for you!"

Xiao Yan was amused and giggled nonstop. She tapped his nose with her finger and said in a coquettish voice, "I don't believe it. With your sweet talk, I wonder how many girls have been fooled by you!"

After saying that, she turned and lay down in his arms.

Qin Shouren pinched one of her breasts with his five fingers, slowly caressing and kneading it. He rubbed it while lightly rubbing his thumb against the nipple. The body in his arms was warm and smooth, fragrant and intoxicating. He secretly regretted meeting her too late, and felt a child's longing for a new, beloved toy, a mixture of satisfaction and excitement. Xiao Yan, as he continued to caress and rub her breasts, felt a growing itch within her. Her cheeks flushed, her breath quickened, and she swayed her plump buttocks incessantly. Ignoring the fact that Gang Sheng could hear her outside, her moans grew louder and louder. Her recently cleaned breasts were once again overflowing with lustful fluids, becoming soaked.

Qin Shouren's large penis, which had been like a deflated balloon, soft as a layer of skin, was now being relentlessly rubbed by her swaying buttocks. A warm current flowed from his heart, awakening it. Once it reacted, it couldn't be stopped, like air being pumped into a balloon, slowly swelling up. In the blink of an eye, as if by magic, the soft leather transformed into an iron rod, hardening and thrusting into her cleft. With the help of her vaginal fluids, it slipped unknowingly into her vagina from behind.

Qin Shouren, unable to resist, wanted to have a second round, willing to risk his life for his beauty, to once again cross the Jade Gate Pass with the spring breeze. He lifted one of her thighs with his hands, placing it on his waist, arching his body forward, so that his large penis was perfectly positioned between her legs. He then reached forward and gripped her breasts, using this as leverage, and thrust back and forth. His several-inch-long penis moved nimbly in and out of her vagina, moving in and out freely. Perhaps due to a natural endowment, his penis was also different: his large penis erected first, and then during intercourse, the glans grew larger and larger. Although the glans was disproportionately large, it was a natural gift to women.

Xiao Yan's unbearably itchy vulva was instantly filled by the hot, hard cylinder, a sensation so pleasurable it felt like flying to heaven. She forgot her own name, instinctively using her strength to grip the penis tightly with her vaginal muscles, making the contact more intimate and the friction more sensitive, so that when they reached their climax together, they could experience unparalleled pleasure. Qin Shouren's large penis was wrapped tightly in her vagina, like wearing a tailor-made flesh garment, moving freely and unrestrained within the tender tubules, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her. The few tender skins at the vaginal opening gripped the base of the penis like rubber bands, making it harder and harder. The large glans also performed its special function, growing larger and larger, stretching the vaginal walls until they bulged. The edges of the flesh rubbed against the vaginal folds, transmitting boundless pleasure to both of them, making them tremble with pleasure.

Xiao Yan felt the large penis inside her vagina thrusting faster and faster, the glans swelling larger and larger, and the arrival of orgasms becoming increasingly rapid. Before she could even process one, another would follow in quick succession. Feeling overwhelmed, she screamed desperately, "Oh...oh...Mr. Qin...good uncle...you're so amazing...oh...oh...I...I...oh...I'm going to die...oh...don't stop...harder...yes...oh...I'm going to cum again! Oh...ah..."

She gripped his hands tightly, pressing them forcefully against her breasts, shivering a dozen times before turning her head away. Looking at Qin Shouren with infatuated eyes, she whispered, "Why are you getting more and more excited? You're even better at this than a young man! You're about to burst my little hole!" Before she could finish speaking, Qin Shouren had already moved her body so she was face down on the bed. He then lifted her buttocks, spreading her thighs wide apart. Her snow-white, plump buttocks and bright red vulva were directly facing him, a sight to behold. Qin Shouren, however, couldn't bear to waste time admiring her. He aimed his erect penis at the slit in her vulva and thrust it in again. With one thrust, the pre-existing vaginal fluid, which hadn't yet had time to flow out, was squeezed out with a "squeak," spraying all over his pubic hair, making the dark hair glisten with tiny, pearl-like droplets of water. He cupped her plump buttocks with both hands, his lower body thrusting incessantly, rubbing his large penis until it tingled with a numbing pleasure, sending waves of indescribable ecstasy to her brain. Sweat soaked her entire body, streaming down her back, only to evaporate with her burning body heat, leaving nothing behind. All her strength was concentrated in one movement, knowing only to thrust, thrust, and thrust again…

Xiao Yan was almost exhausted from the thrusting, all her sensory nerves receiving only one message: the pleasure emanating from her vagina; everything else was numb, she didn't even notice Qin Shouren turning her over. Now she was lying face up to the ceiling, Qin Shouren lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, his calves pushing against the bed, his hands supporting her thighs, his buttocks rising and falling like waves, his large penis continuing the same motion inside her vagina. Xiao Yan's lower body was lifted high, several inches off the bed surface, throbbing and swaying with each thrust, pitifully and helplessly enduring the powerful impact of that large glans and penis, her juices flying everywhere.

Qin Shouren was like a pile driver, seemingly determined to drive that iron pillar into the hole without leaving an inch. His large penis would reach the entrance and then immediately plunge in deeply again, leaving no room for retreat, repeating this endlessly.

Despite their twenty-year age difference, like a pear blossom pressing down on a crabapple, one a young and vibrant woman, the other a seasoned veteran, their cooperation in bed was seamless, without any generation gap. The younger one was being fucked until her juices flowed, her thighs slapped against the bed with a creaking sound, both of them making excited noises, the bed shaking and creaking… the sounds mingled together, forming a beautiful symphony, rising and falling, melodious and lingering.

Suddenly, the sound became deafening. The two were nearing their climax, about to reach a state of sublime intimacy and reap the rewards of their hard work. A dizzying flurry of movements ensued. Qin Shouren's glans swelled like an overinflated balloon, round and plump, ready to burst. The veins on his penis bulged, becoming prominent and intense, constantly amplifying the tingling sensation. Xiao Yan's labia minora, brimming with blood, opened wide like a hungry baby's mouth. Her clitoris stretched outwards, covered in spiderweb-like red veins. Her nipples turned a deep red, erect and pointed upwards. All the sensitive areas gathered their pleasure, sending it all to her brain.

In an instant, a sudden wave of numbness enveloped his glans, causing Qin Shouren to involuntarily arch his back, followed by a spasm of his muscles, his lower body pressing against her vulva. In a flash, billions upon billions of life seeds surged forth like a herd of wild horses released from their dam, rushing headlong through the massive penis towards the warm, moist cradle of conception. Xiao Yan's entire body's nerve endings exploded simultaneously, pulsating rhythmically with each beat. The intense orgasm caused her buttocks to spring up like powerful springs, enthusiastically welcoming each surge of life, absorbing every drop. Her vagina contracted and expanded incessantly, sucking up every last drop of the scalding semen.

As the orgasm slowly subsided, her tense muscles relaxed instantly. She let out a long, relieved breath, followed by an indescribably comfortable languor, a feeling of inexplicable bliss.

It was like when your nose is unbearably itchy, suddenly tensing your entire body, taking a deep breath, and then forcefully sneezing to dispel the discomfort and bring a sense of ease and joy.

Outside the living room, Hong Sheng was uneasy from the lewd noises emanating from the room. His heart was a jumble of emotions, a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy. He fantasized about a wanton couple in bed, their wanton behavior making him restless and agitated. He tried to drown out the noise by turning up the television volume, hoping to bury his head in the sand. But the light streaming through the crack in the door cast flickering shadows on the wall, like a suggestive shadow play, constantly reminding him that his beloved wife was being fucked to death by another man. His eyes were on the television, but he couldn't concentrate at all.

After enduring a long hour, Xiao Yan emerged from the living room carrying a thin blanket, her face flushed. She said to him, "Honey, I'm so sorry! After I've finished dealing with that old man, I'll take good care of you. Just ask, and I'll do anything. Understand, everything I've done is for you!"

Gang Sheng replied softly, "Even if it's for my own good, don't go to such lengths! It makes me feel so bad." Xiao Yan said somewhat apologetically, "Sweetie, don't be childish. Come on, Mr. Qin said he won't be able to get home in time tonight and will have to sleep here. It's so unfair to you. Just lie on the sofa for the night. A real man can be flexible, how about that?"

Gang Sheng reluctantly took the blanket. He lay down on the sofa, his mind racing, unable to close his eyes. It felt like countless insects were biting him, so he tossed and turned on the sofa, shifting constantly. Unexpectedly, a few moments later, unpleasant noises filled the room again—sometimes murmuring, sometimes shouting—disturbing the mind and making it impossible to sleep.

Xiao Yan's familiar lewd words were like a sharp sword, stabbing repeatedly into his heart. While his heart ached, his large penis, uncontrollably erect, quietly became hard, as if infected by the desire to join the fray. After

a while, he really wanted to sneak off to the nightclub across the street and find a girl to satisfy himself, but remembering he needed to stock up on ammunition to show his wife when he returned home the day after tomorrow, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress his feelings. Unable to bear it any longer, he found a can of cold beer in the refrigerator, took a few big gulps, hoping to cool down and get through the night.

The people in the room were truly capable; they managed to engage in a non-stop, ecstatic battle throughout the long night, their wanton sounds echoing out of the hallway. Gang Sheng, even with the blanket over his head, couldn't block out the intrusion of sound. He cursed inwardly: "You old fool, if you're going to be a womanizer, at least wait until I transfer to a better job before you die under the peonies!" The television in front of him played one Cantonese film after another, then an old English movie, but the room still hadn't quieted down. He couldn't help but admire the chairman's sexual prowess; it was practically superhuman. Finally, as dawn approached, things gradually quieted down, and Gang Sheng drifted off to sleep, exhausted.

Two months later, Xiao Yan became pregnant with Qin Shouren's child. At Qin's urging, Xiao Yan aborted the child and divorced her husband, officially becoming one of Qin Shouren's many mistresses. Qin Shouren also successfully arranged for Xiao Yan to work at the tax bureau.

Two months earlier, Qin Shouren's younger brother, Qin Shoujia, married a female college student, Wang Li. Wang Li was a mature, beautiful woman with a great figure and appearance. Reminded by his daughter, Qin Xiaohua, Qin Shouren set his sights on her as well.

Shortly after graduating from university, Wang Li started working as a secretary at Huatong Company. However, due to unbearable sexual harassment from General Manager Sun, she resigned in anger and remained unemployed. Soon after, her husband, Qin Shoujia, was suddenly transferred by his company to a northern region as a supervisor. Due to regulations, Wang Li could not accompany him and was left alone, living a life akin to widowhood.

Her husband's salary was low, and his expenses were high, making their finances strained. Wang Li then considered finding work again. Having experienced harassment twice, Wang Li was very cautious when looking for work. Coincidentally, Qin Shoujia's elder brother, Qin Shouren… who was also Wang Li's uncle… needed a confidential typist at the Public Security Bureau, so Wang Li went to work at her uncle's company. Because they were relatives, Wang Li felt she could finally escape the harassment.

Qin Shouren and his wife, Sun Hongying, lived in a villa in the city. Seeing that Wang Li lived alone, Sun Hongying invited her to stay with them. Wang Li mainly printed confidential documents for her uncle, working from his home and not needing to go to the company. A month passed, and everything was peaceful. But on the very day Sun Hongying went on a business trip to Canada, trouble finally broke out.

That evening, after taking a bath, Wang Li lay comfortably in bed reading. But around nine o'clock, her uncle, Qin Shouren, knocked on her door.

When Wang Li opened the door, she saw the tall and robust Qin Shouren, wearing a plaid nightgown and carrying a large stack of documents. She knew her plan to go to bed early was going to be ruined again, but the obedient girl immediately took the documents from Qin Shouren and asked considerately, "Brother, do you need me to help organize the documents or type them?"

Qin Shouren looked at Wang Li, who was only wearing a silk skirt, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face. He said, "I'm sorry, Wang Li, Hongying is away on a business trip, so I'll have to trouble you to type them again." Wang Li quickly replied, "It's alright, brother, I have nothing else to do anyway." Qin Shouren then deliberately emphasized, "Wang Li, you might have to work late tonight." "Warrior, this document is very important to the bureau, and we need to submit it tomorrow, so I have no choice but to ask for your help." Upon hearing Qin Shouren's words, Wang Li perked up and said, "Brother, I understand. Since it's so urgent, let's start working on it right away!"

Without bothering to put on a change of clothes, she turned and walked into the small study connected to her bedroom, still wearing the short skirt that barely covered her hips. Qin Shouren, who was gradually implementing his scheme, immediately followed her into Wang Li's elegant little private space.

There, Wang Li sat attentively in front of the computer, typing quickly and attentively according to Qin Shouren's instructions. Qin Shouren sat close to the back of Wang Li's chair, to her right and behind. This position allowed him to see not only Wang Li's alluring, crossed thighs, but also to easily see into her slightly open skirt, revealing her large, white breasts, half-hidden and half-exposed, supported by a sexy white bra. With each breath and movement of her arms, Wang Li's breasts rose and fell, creating a deep cleavage. But what pleased Qin Shouren even more was Wang Li's exquisite face. He had never admired his sister-in-law's beautiful face so closely before, so he unabashedly gazed at her delicate, straight nose, her always smiling, alluring red lips, and especially her expressive eyes, which were always tender and revealed a shy, virginal expression.

Wang Li knew that Qin Shouren was a womanizer, and for nearly an hour, her face flushed red more than once, and she lowered her head shyly. She also noticed that Qin Shouren was staring at her from time to time, and that burning gaze clearly revealed the feelings between a man and a woman, rather than the affection of an elder brother for his sister-in-law.

The usually dignified uncle, seeing his beautiful sister-in-law blushing and fidgeting before him, knew Wang Li had sensed his hidden desire and immediately decided to strike while the iron was hot. Taking advantage of a typo Wang Li made, he pointed to the computer with his right hand and said, "This word is wrong," while casually placing his left hand on her shoulder. Through the silk fabric, Qin Shouren could clearly feel the bra strap of Wang Li's bra. He gently caressed that area, waiting to see his sister-in-law's reaction.

Under Qin Shouren's harassment, whether unintentional or deliberate, Wang Li could only continue typing, her face flushed, but her flustered thoughts were undeniably reflected on the computer screen. The following text was riddled with errors, almost entirely incorrect, but Wang Li herself didn't notice. Her eyes remained fixed on the document, her hands continuing to type, seemingly very focused.

However, the cunning Qin Shouren had already seen through her panic. A wicked smile appeared on his face. He leaned in and whispered in Wang Li's ear, "Sister-in-law, you're tired. Take a rest first." As he spoke, he placed his right hand on Wang Li's soft hands.

Wang Li could almost feel Qin Shouren's lips about to touch her cheek. She tried to pull her hands away from his grasp and lowered her head, whispering, "Brother...it's okay...I'm not tired...I don't need to rest. And didn't you say you had to finish the manuscript?"

Hearing Wang Li's hesitant words, Qin Shouren smiled, took her right hand, pointed to the computer, and said, "You still say you're not tired? Look! This whole paragraph is all wrong." Wang Li originally wanted to pull her right hand back, but when she saw the words she had just haphazardly typed, she couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "Oh my god! What am I typing?"

At the same time, she couldn't help but whisper, "Ah! I'm sorry, brother, I'll retype it right away." Although Wang Li said this, she looked like a child caught lying, her ears turning bright red and her head almost drooping to her chest. Her shy and restless appearance proved that she had indeed been lost in her own thoughts without realizing it.

Qin Shouren gazed at Wang Li quietly for a while before gently pressing his cheek against hers and taking her hand, saying, "Come on, Wang Li, let's rest outside for a bit." Wang Li hesitated, looking somewhat flustered, but her face flushed and her heart pounding. Ultimately, she couldn't resist her uncle's insistent urging and allowed Qin Shouren to lead her by the hand out of the study, through the bedroom, and into the small living room.

Qin Shouren and Wang Li sat down on the sofa together, then Qin Shouren patted her hand and said, "Rest a bit, I'll go get some drinks." After Qin Shouren went downstairs, Wang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, her tense emotions relaxing. She gently touched her burning cheeks, secretly feeling annoyed and ashamed of her earlier lapse in composure. She tried hard to calm herself down quickly, lest she fall back into that inappropriate fantasy. Wang Li repeatedly reminded herself—he was her husband's older brother!

As Qin Shouren walked upstairs with a glass of milk in each hand, Wang Li quickly stood up and said, "Oh! Brother, why did you bring this for me? I'm sorry, I should have done it." Qin Shouren just smiled and said, "You've been busy for so long, making milk is something I should do. Besides, you should have something to drink." He then handed Wang Li a glass of milk.

Wang Li held the warm milk in both hands, took a few sips, and said, "Brother, let's go back inside and continue working." Qin Shouren shook his head and said, "No need to rush, finish your milk first. Work is never-ending, don't tire yourself out trying to help me." Wang Li had no choice but to obediently sit back on the sofa, casually flipping through a magazine while continuing to drink her milk, her long eyelashes fluttering beautifully.

Qin Shouren sat beside his brother's wife, secretly admiring her beautiful face and alluring figure. Although they were sitting on the sofa, Wang Li's long, slender, fair legs exposed outside her short skirt, and her full, seductive breasts, still captivated him.

Qin Shouren secretly peeked through the slightly open neckline of her skirt, and when he saw Wang Li's full breasts half-exposed beneath it, his lecherous eyes were fixed on her.

Wang Li only felt that burning gaze again when she was almost finished with her milk. Her chest tightened, and a blush inexplicably rose to her cheeks. Embarrassed, she quickly finished the last sip of milk, then stood up and said, "Brother, I'll go into the study first." Qin Shouren also stood up and said, "Okay, let's continue working together." As Wang Li and Qin Shouren entered the bedroom one after the other, whether it was because Qin Shouren was right behind her, making her nervous, or something else, despite the spacious room, she suddenly stumbled and bumped into the desk the moment she entered the study.

A loud crash followed, and most of the items on the desk fell over. Qin Shouren, who had been behind her, quickly reached out to support her unsteady body, and after Wang Li regained her balance, helped her sit in a chair, saying, "Where did you bump into? Are you hurt? Let your brother take a look!"

Although the corner of the desk wasn't very sharp, Wang Li's right thigh was still badly red, and the numb, painful sensation left her unsure whether she was actually injured. She could only gently rub the spot she had bumped through her skirt, but dared not lift it to check if she was injured. After all, she had bumped her hip, and if she lifted the skirt, Qin Shouren would definitely be able to see her sexy underwear at a glance. So Wang Li had to endure the pain and maintain basic female modesty, and dared not let the hem of the skirt rise any higher, because the skirt was already short enough to only cover her buttocks.

Qin Shouren had already squatted down beside her and said, "Come, Wang Li, let me see how badly you're hurt." He reached out to pull her hand away from her skirt.

This immediately put Wang Li in a dilemma. She couldn't refuse Qin Shouren's concern outright, but she also didn't want him to touch her thigh. For a moment, she didn't know what to do. So, when Qin Shouren pulled her right hand away from her skirt, she could only stammer, "Ah... Brother... no need... I'm fine, it'll be alright in a moment." Despite Wang Li's protests, how could Qin Shouren, already consumed by lust, let this golden opportunity pass? He said seriously, "No! I must check it for you. What if you've broken a bone?"

With that, he lifted the hem of Wang Li's skirt, bringing his face close to her smooth, white thigh, and his hands quickly moved onto her thigh.

Suddenly, a pair of warm, large hands pressed against her thigh. Wang Li instinctively pulled her legs back, looking somewhat flustered. But she didn't dare push Qin Shouren's hands away, and could only say, her face flushed and her heart pounding, "Ah... Brother... this... no need! It doesn't hurt anymore." Although she said this, Qin Shouren pressed one hand against her thigh and gently stroked the spot where she had been hit, saying, "You say it doesn't hurt? Look! It's all red." Wang Li looked down and saw a slightly red, swollen welt on the outside of her snow-white thigh, and she could still feel a faint pain. She also immediately noticed that her sexy thong was exposed to Qin Shouren. Wang Li blushed deeply, even her chest turning red.

At this moment, Qin Shouren's hands began to caress her more extensively. He not only seemingly casually touched Wang Li's buttocks with his fingers, but also deliberately blew air onto the swollen area. This overly attentive tenderness, and the already inappropriate contact, made Wang Li's breathing quicken. She braced herself against the soft edge of the chair, her flushed face turned away, not daring to look Qin Shouren in the eye.

Seemingly sensing his sister-in-law's unease, Qin Shouren secretly glanced at Wang Li, noticing her prominent breasts heaving intensely before him. Her eyes were tightly closed, her expression unreadable—whether she was enduring or enjoying it. A

sinister, smug smile appeared on Qin Shouren's lips. He confidently said to Wang Li, "Come on, Wang Li, open your legs a little wider, let me rub the place you bumped." Wang Li hesitated, wondering why Qin Shouren was telling her to open her legs when she had only bumped the outside of her thigh. But just as she hesitated, Qin Shouren's hands were already on her knees. As his hands simultaneously moved upwards, Wang Li's delicate body trembled noticeably, but she only let out a soft moan, not refusing Qin Shouren's continued caressing of her alluring thighs.

When Qin Shouren's right hand was already between her thighs, he whispered, "Good girl, Wang Li, open your thighs a little wider." Qin Shouren's voice was like a spell, and Wang Li obediently and shyly opened her thighs wider. However, this time Qin Shouren's hands were no longer moving in tandem, but rather using a combined approach... His left hand slid along the outer edge of her thighs until it touched her buttocks, then lingered there, caressing and groping haphazardly; while his right hand boldly rubbed the inner thighs of Wang Li. Those wicked and nimble fingers were active until they were less than an inch away from the mysterious triangle.

However, Qin Shouren didn't force his way in. He just looked at Wang Li, whose nose was already beaded with sweat, with a half-smile and said, "Just open your legs a little wider, come on, listen to me, Wang Li, just a little wider!"

Wang Li's body began to writhe, turning uncomfortably on the round stool. She seemed to be trying her best to control herself, sometimes biting her lower lip, sometimes tossing her long hair, looking down at her uncle squatting in front of her with seductive eyes. But no matter how hard she tried, she finally sighed in a dreamlike voice, "Ah... Brother... this isn't good... I can't do this..."

Although she said this, her restless body suddenly stopped. After about a second of stillness, Wang Li thrust her slender waist forward, and her legs opened wide at the same time.

In that instant, Qin Shouren's fingers immediately touched her mound of Venus. Even through her panties, Qin Shouren's fingertips could feel the warm moisture under the fabric. He began to slowly and deliberately caress that beautiful mound.

Although Wang Li trembled all over from his touch, her long, slender legs, spread wide, occasionally seemed to want to close with the teasing and provocation of his fingers, but never actually did. Her reaction was exactly as Qin Shouren had predicted; seemingly resisting, she was actually only feigning reluctance.

This beautiful sister-in-law, who had been lonely for so long, would definitely not be able to refuse Qin Shouren as her lover tonight! Thinking this, Qin Shouren lowered his head and easily bit open the bow-tied belt of Wang Li's skirt with his teeth. The moment the skirt was completely open, Qin Shouren saw the beautiful body he had been longing for day and night, which was now dazzlingly presented before him.

Her full, half-naked breasts seemed about to spring out of her white bra, swaying gently and gleaming beneath it.

Qin Shouren's lust intensified. Without a word, he buried his face deep into her cleavage. Like a hungry wolf, he greedily and busily kissed Wang Li's chest, but couldn't find the nipple he wanted to suckle. So he quickly raised his left hand to unhook Wang Li's bra. At this moment, Wang Li, who was already holding her breath and trembling, seemed to suddenly wake up. She suddenly squeezed her legs together, her almond eyes wide open, and while pushing away Qin Shouren's invasion, she hurriedly whispered, "Ah... Brother... No... Don't... You can't do this... Oh no... Really... I can't do it anymore..."

How could Qin Shouren, who was already aroused, stop there? He completely ignored Wang Li's struggles and protests. Not only was his right hand busy trying to slip into her sexy panties, but his left hand also roughly lifted her skirt, and at the same time, he buried his head in Wang Li's chest.

Because her wrists were still covered by the sleeves of her skirt, Wang Li couldn't stretch her arms to resist. She wanted to protect her nipples, but was powerless. Qin Shouren's cunning tongue, like a snake, slipped inside her bra, rapidly and nimbly licking them.

Each time, Qin Shouren's tongue became more rampant and fiery. Poor Wang Li wanted to enjoy it, yet dared not reciprocate. She knew her nipples were already hard and erect; each lick of his tongue filled her with both anxiety and shame. The desire burning deep within her was also fiercely consuming her reason and soul.

She knew she was on the verge of collapse, understood she was about to succumb, but she refused to disobey her husband and lose her virginity to her brother-in-law. Therefore, relying on the last shred of reason remaining in her mind, she desperately struggled, trying to push Qin Shouren away. But instead of using force, her effort caused her to lose her balance, her upper body falling backward. Although Qin Shouren quickly caught her slumping body, they both fell onto the thick carpet.

Qin Shouren, now on top of Wang Li, was suddenly overwhelmed by the warmth of her embrace. He simply gazed at the beautiful woman before him, her breath heavy and her face flushed with shyness. Her expression—a mixture of reproach and infatuation, a longing to speak yet an inability to open her eyes—was utterly captivating, leaving even the seasoned lecher Qin Shouren momentarily stunned!

He held his breath and admired Wang Li's exquisitely beautiful expression for a long while before exclaiming from the bottom of his heart, "Oh, Wang Li, you are so beautiful! You are so pretty! You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life." As he spoke, he lowered his head and gently kissed Wang Li's round and beautiful slender shoulder. Wang Li kept her eyes tightly closed and did not dare to say a word, letting Qin Shouren's lips and tongue gently and skillfully kiss her from her shoulder to her pink neck and ears. Then Qin Shouren kissed back to her shoulder from top to bottom, and then slowly kissed back up. He also gently pulled the bra strap that was hanging on Wang Li's arm down to her armpit, as if he were treating a beloved lover.

Qin Shouren first slipped his hand inside Wang Li's bra and gently caressed her breasts. As Wang Li's trembling body tightened, he pressed his lips to her earlobe and said, "Don't be nervous, Wang Li. I'll treat you well and make you feel very comfortable! Be good, Wang Li, don't be afraid." Wang Li let out a soft moan and a low groan, but still didn't utter a single word. Her face flushed even more.

Seeing that the moment had arrived, Qin Shouren quietly moved his tongue, which had been licking Wang Li's earlobe, to her full and sensual lips. His hand, which had been caressing her breasts, slowly moved to the clasp of her front-opening bra. Wang Li, who had been too afraid to open her eyes, was startled when Qin Shouren's nimble and cunning tongue, like a snake, tried to slip between her lips. She frantically tried to dodge his hot and greedy tongue, but no matter how she dodged, Qin Shouren's lips pressed against hers several times. Her writhing body, as she tried to escape, made it easy for Qin Shouren to unhook her bra. Just as her full mounds of flesh bounced out, Wang Li cried out urgently, "Oh...no, brother...really, no...ah...how can this be? I'm your brother's wife...oh...stop, please...brother...you must stop!"

But her silence only made things worse. The moment she spoke, Qin Shouren's tongue, which had been waiting for its chance, swiftly slipped into her mouth.

The instant their wet, hot tongues touched, Wang Li's eyes widened in panic, desperately trying to spit out the intruder. But Qin Shouren, who had conquered many women, wouldn't let her have her way. He relentlessly probed her throat with his tongue, forcing her to use her own to resist the powerful invasion. Once their lips were pressed tightly together, their tongues became even more entangled, until the room was filled with the sounds of passionate kissing.

Of course, Qin Shouren's hands weren't idle. One arm embraced his sister-in-law's fragrant shoulder, while the other caressed her breasts, moving down over her flat, smooth abdomen and effortlessly slipping into Wang Li's sexy panties.

When Qin Shouren's palm covered her mound, Wang Li trembled slightly and squeezed her legs together, but before she could resist, Qin Shouren's large hand gently caressed her small, curly, and thick patch of pubic hair. After a moment, he used his middle finger to gently probe the entrance between her tightly pressed thighs. Wang Li's chest heaved

, and Qin Shouren's fingers felt the wet, sticky fluid that had already overflowed her panties. Confirming that Wang Li was already aroused, Qin Shouren boldly inserted his index finger into her vulva, beginning to gently probe and slowly insert it. Although Wang Li's legs tightened even more anxiously, Qin Shouren's palms grew increasingly wet. Knowing the importance of striking while the iron was hot, he immediately lowered his head to suckle Wang Li's already erect nipple. When he took the small grape into his mouth, he immediately noticed how sensitive and hard it was. Qin Shouren first gently sucked on it for a while, then lightly bit and nibbled at it with his teeth. Thus, Wang Li, who had been too afraid to utter a sound, could no longer bear it and let out a shameful moan. She covered her eyes tightly with her hands and murmured, "Oh...oh...God...don't bite like that...um...oh...God...be gentle...please...oh...ah...don't...be so hard...oh...oh...it's killing me...woo...oh...God...brother...what am I supposed to do?" Qin Shouren heard her pleading moans and finally let go, saying with satisfaction, "Wang Li, does it feel good when I bite your nipples like this? Do you want me to bite harder for you?" As he spoke, his fingers began to explore Wang Li's secret place more quickly. Wang Li's legs curled up as he probed her, her body trying to escape but Qin Shouren held her tightly to the side. Finally, she could only grip his shoulder with one hand and pull on his throbbing wrist with the other, her breathing rapid as she pleaded, "Oh, big brother...no...please...be gentle...ah...oh...this...is no good...you can't...uh...oh...stop...quickly...oh...oh...you have to be rational...ah..." But Wang Li's pleading only fueled Qin Shouren's desire to conquer her. He buried his face in Wang Li's breasts again, his fingers probing and digging inside her secret place, his mouth taking turns biting and nibbling at her nipples. After the attack began, Wang Li seemed to realize his power. She gripped the carpet tightly, her beautiful nails digging deep into the fibers. As a burning desire raged within her, her long, snow-white legs began to twist and turn restlessly, her pretty face displaying a lewd expression of both resistance and ecstasy. Qin Shouren knew she still wanted to resist, so he quickly pulled his right hand out of her sexy panties, preparing to remove them. As Qin Shouren pulled at the panties pressed under Wang Li's buttocks, what should have been an easy task became effortless as Wang Li twisted and turned, and he easily pulled the panties down to her ankles. Seeing Wang Li's terrified expression, Qin Shouren seized the opportunity to quickly remove her bra, easily stripping her of all her clothing. Looking at Wang Li's alluring, naked body—her fair complexion, shapely figure, and perfectly defined curves—Qin Shouren exclaimed sincerely, "Oh, Wang Li, my darling! You are the most beautiful woman with the best figure I've ever seen in my life!" Wang Li, knowing the situation was hopeless, looked at Qin Shouren timidly with hazy eyes, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't, or perhaps her silence spoke volumes. She ultimately remained silent, only biting her lower lip and shyly turning her face away. Qin Shouren quickly rolled over and got up. As he removed his clothes, Wang Li gasped in surprise. He wasn't wearing underwear at all. His suddenly naked body made Wang Li, who had been secretly glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, feel her heart pound again. So, Qin Shouren had come prepared! And his manhood looked so large! Seemingly noticing Wang Li's surprised yet curious expression, Qin Shouren smugly squatted down next to her head, deliberately dangling his erect penis above her nose. He took Wang Li's right hand, gently pressing her delicate, elegant hand against his penis, then guided her to masturbate him. Although Wang Li turned her face away, as if afraid to face the man before her, her grip on his penis tightened, and the speed of her masturbation increased. She hoped to use this to quell her uncle's lust and preserve her virginity. Qin Shouren admired the beautiful woman's dreamlike, shy expression while caressing her firm breasts with both hands, while Wang Li's freed hand actively and passionately masturbated him. Wang Li felt the large penis in her hand growing increasingly swollen and thicker, until it was too large for her to grasp with one hand. She seemed genuinely surprised, suddenly turning her head to stare shyly at Qin Shouren's enormous penis for several seconds before taking a deep breath and continuing to stroke it forcefully. Qin Shouren knew Wang Li's intentions and knew that to permanently conquer his sister-in-law, he needed to take the next step. Therefore, he quickly straddled Wang Li, placing his seven-inch-long, large penis, with a glans larger than a golf ball, on Xing'er's vulva. Wang Li shook her head in pain, saying, "Oh...no...brother...no...it really can't be like this..." Qin Shouren, seemingly pleased with the provocative game of attack and defense he was having with his beautiful sister-in-law, continued to explore Wang Li's vagina with two fingers. He first slowly and gently probed the depth of her vagina, then employed a series of shallow thrusts followed by a deep one, followed by rapid rotation of his fingers until he had teased Wang Li's vagina into a deep, dark hole. Only then did he contentedly bring his mouth to hers and begin a more intense sucking and biting motion.

At this moment, Wang Li was panting and moaning, unable to bear it any longer, she cried out in a muffled voice: "Oh...oh...you...don't...do this...anymore...just...kill me...sigh...oh...how can I...take it...ah...oh...if you keep doing this...I'll hate you...for the rest of my life...ah...oh...ah...God...ah..."

Qin Shouren listened to Wang Li's tearful pleas, his fingers still slowly thrusting in and out of her vagina, his tongue continuing to lick her labia for a while before he looked at Wang Li's secret hole, which was once again overflowing with lustful fluid, and the small clitoris that was beginning to peek out, and said: "Do you want me to make you orgasm again with my mouth? Wang Li." "Oh, no, don't do it again!"

Wang Li said with a sob.

Qin Shouren knelt up, looking at the alluring body before him, its breasts heaving and legs spread wide. After gazing into the beauty's sorrowful eyes for a moment, he said, "Tell me, Wang Li, how many men have you slept with?"

Wang Li, burning with lust, was caught off guard by this shocking and unanswerable question. She paused for a moment, then answered in a low, ashamed and timid voice, "...Why do you ask me like that?...How...how can I say that?"

Qin Shouren, while holding Wang Li's spread legs, aimed his large penis at her vulva and said, "Because if you've only been with Awei, then I can't defile your chastity. Unfortunately, you have an improper relationship with Sun Tiangang." Wang Li was almost dumbfounded. She looked at Qin Shouren with a bewildered expression, wondering how he knew.

Qin Shouren sneered, saying, "Old Sun and I are classmates, we talk about everything." Wang Li felt a chill in her heart. She was humiliated by Boss Sun and was afraid others would find out, but she didn't expect her uncle had already...

"Tell me, how many times did you do it with him?"

Qin Shouren continued to ask.

Wang Li stammered, "Just oral sex... but... brother, he forced me... you... you believe me." Qin Shouren sneered, "Would Qin Shoujia believe that?"

"Please, brother... don't tell him, I..."

"What about you?"

Wang Li was speechless, her heart filled with intense conflict.

Seeing that Wang Li didn't react, Qin Shouren immediately rubbed the head of his penis lightly against her labia. This immediately aroused Wang Li, making her wet and aroused. She knew she couldn't escape today, so she made up her mind, gently placing her hands on Qin Shouren's shoulders, pleading, "Brother... please... don't tell Shoujia. I... I'll let you... please... hurry up..."

"What did you say? Say it again!"

Qin Shouren deliberately teased.

Wang Li could only say, "Brother...please...don't tell Shoujia about what happened to me. I was forced to perform oral sex on him once. I...I'm willing to let you...please...come on..."

"Willing to let me do what?"

Qin Shouren asked.

Wang Li had no choice but to lower her head and say, "Willing to let you...make love to me." "So, you're begging me to penetrate you?"

"Yes...I...beg you...to penetrate me..."

"Say you're asking me to fuck you." "Yes...Brother, please...please...fuck...me, I'll do whatever you want with me today." Hearing this, Qin Shouren could no longer hold back. He lowered his waist, and most of his large penis was inserted into Wang Li's narrow vagina. If Wang Li hadn't already been overflowing with vaginal fluid, it would have been difficult for Qin Shouren, with his enormous size, to penetrate so easily. Like a parched land receiving rain, Wang Li responded just as quickly. Her long, slender, white legs immediately wrapped around Qin Shouren's back, eagerly welcoming his long, forceful thrusts and rotating pounding. Their two sweaty bodies were finally joined together...

Qin Shouren held her plump buttocks, repeatedly thrusting his large penis in and out of her wet vagina. The indescribable pleasure from his glans made it impossible for him to stop, especially since she was following the rhythm, her vagina responding in perfect harmony, making it impossible to stop. The incessant flow of vaginal fluid had already passed his scrotum and was beginning to trickle down his thighs. He gradually felt his legs weaken and tremble slightly, so he carried her and continued thrusting towards the bedroom.

Once inside, he tossed her onto the bed, and while there was an opening, he stripped off his upper body clothes, becoming completely naked, and pounced on her again. Wang Li had already placed a towel under her buttocks, spreading her thighs almost into a split, raising her vagina to welcome him. He pressed himself against her, and Wang Li guided his large penis with her hand, inserting the glans into her vagina. He thrust forward, easily filling the small hole again. The two fleshy creatures embraced each other on the bed, inseparable, rolling together, feeling each other's affection and regretting that they hadn't met sooner.

As Qin Shouren thrust in and out, he looked down to admire the beautiful and moving scene of their sexual organs meeting, watching his proud penis move in and out between her bright red labia, splashing the flowing lustful fluids everywhere. Rarely, the tender skin at the entrance of her vagina was exceptionally long, being stretched and pulled back and forth with the thrusting of her large penis, as clearly as a close-up shot in a pornographic film; her entire vulva was flushed red from engorgement, her labia minora hardly gripping the bulging veins of her large penis, making the friction sensation even more acute and intense; the tender skin covering her clitoris was pulled and rubbed repeatedly by her labia, causing it to swell and harden, becoming as thick as a little finger, pointing straight forward, almost touching the busy, large penis.

He, aroused, simply raised her legs, placing them on her shoulders, allowing his large penis to penetrate deeper and thrust more pleasurably. Wang Li seemed to understand, placing her hands on the back of her knees and forcefully pulling her thighs towards her chest, allowing her lower body to rise higher and their skin to press more intimately together. Sure enough, with each thrust, he pressed her thighs down even further, like a seesaw in a child's game, one end lowered, the other raised, her buttocks rising and falling in perfect harmony with his lower body. For a moment, the entire bedroom was filled with sounds—the slapping and squelching of their organs colliding, accompanied by the squelching of her juices, a three-dimensional, boundless erotic symphony. She could hear her lower mouth making incessant noises, while her upper mouth, naturally, wouldn't remain silent, adding its own melody: "Ah...ah...my darling...my beloved brother...ah...ah...you're so good at this...I'm giving you my life...ah...ah...my pussy feels so good...ah...ah...I'm going to lose it...I'm going to fly to heaven...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes tightly, clenched her teeth, straightened her legs, and clung to his still-swaying waist, trembling uncontrollably, her sweat and juices spraying out simultaneously. One thought crossed her mind: Oh my god!

The craving she had been yearning for for the past six months was now the ecstatic feeling of dying and coming back to life! The intense orgasm brought her immense pleasure, and the depression of the past few days was finally completely relieved. After slowly digesting the afterglow of her orgasm, her whole body felt limp and she didn't want to move anymore.

Seeing her being fucked like she was in heaven, Qin Shouren felt incredibly proud and fucked her even harder, pushing his large penis to its very end with each thrust, wishing he could squeeze both testicles into her honeypot as well. He kept repeating the pile-driving motion, letting his little brother fully experience endless pleasure, hoping that this thrusting would continue for a lifetime, without end.

Wang Li was almost fainting from the unprecedented orgasm, and now, enduring his storm of vigorous thrusting, she was completely powerless to resist. The only thing she could do was keep releasing her vaginal fluids to repay his hard work. She was baffled; where did all this vaginal fluid come from? It seemed endless, as if she had turned into a machine that only produced vaginal fluid, continuously churning out its product. The towel under her buttocks, originally intended to catch the semen after intercourse to prevent staining the sheets, was now soaked through with vaginal fluid before the semen had even been ejaculated, and she could wring water out of it.

Qin Shouren withdrew his large penis, lowered one leg from his shoulder while keeping the other on his arm, and then shifted her body into a side-lying position, kneeling on the bed. He arched his upper body, spreading her thighs into a split, her vulva wide open. Due to the separation of her labia minora, several transparent, sticky strands of vaginal fluid were stretched out, forming a spiderweb-like seal around her vaginal opening. With one hand pressing down on her thigh, and the other holding his throbbing penis, he broke through the web and thrust it into this "spider web cave." Whether it was because he swam frequently and had exceptionally strong waist, or because this position made it easier to generate power, every thrust was powerful and resounding, penetrating deep into the cave, reaching its very end.

Her body swayed back and forth from the powerful impact, her breasts bouncing incessantly. Qin Shouren reached out and caressed her alternately, sometimes gripping tightly, sometimes kneading gently, attacking her from both above and below until she bounced like a freshly caught fish. Her hands clawed wildly at the bed, almost tearing the sheets to shreds, her toes pointing straight out like she was dancing ballet. Moans rose and fell, and in his ears, he could hear her panting heavily as she cried out, "Oh! My big brother... ah... ah... ah... where did you learn such a good move... ah... ah... ah... don't stop... ah... ah... ah... so good... oh! I'm about to tear you in two... ah... ah... ah... sister-in-law is going to be fucked to death by you!" Before she finished speaking, her body trembled violently as if electrocuted, her eyelids bobbing up and down, and a large gush of vaginal fluid surged onto his large penis.

She felt wave after wave of orgasms coming her way, like a stone thrown into a lake, ripples spreading outwards from her vagina. She was tossed and turned in these surging waves, completely submerged. Seeing her reaction, Qin Shouren knew she was reaching the peak of another orgasm, and he quickened his pace, thrusting his penis until it was as hard as steel and as hot as fire, moving rapidly inside her vagina. He continued thrusting until his glans was swollen and numb, and his lower abdomen was burning hot and contracting desperately, before finally ejaculating his scalding hot semen deep into her vagina, not a single drop left.

Wang Li was lost in the ecstasy of her orgasm when, in her hazy state, she felt the rapidly thrusting penis inside her vagina suddenly change to slow, powerful thrusts. With each throbbing, a surge of hot, tingling fluid hit her cervix, intensifying the pleasure. Her fingers, which had been stroking her breasts, stopped moving and instead gripped them tightly as if trying to burst them. Knowing he was also enjoying his orgasm and ejaculating into her, she wrapped her arms around his waist and pushed and pulled with his rhythm, letting him ejaculate all his semen into her vagina.

After the storm, a calm settled in. The two, having enjoyed their orgasm, embraced tightly, reluctant to part. Qin Shouren remained on top of her, his lower body pressed against her vulva, not wanting his slowly softening penis to slip out so quickly, wanting it to stay a little longer in her warm, moist opening. Their lips kissed incessantly, as if glued together, their tongues teasing each other, their souls merging into one. Only when the pleasure subsided, replaced by a languid weariness, did they fall asleep in each other's arms. Wang Li held onto those adoring words in her hand, clutching them tightly before sweetly drifting off to sleep.

Spring sleep is so sweet, they didn't notice the dawn. When they awoke, it was already late at night. The sweat, semen, and vaginal fluids secreted earlier had dried, leaving them feeling uncomfortable. They got up, hand in hand, and went into the bathroom to wash themselves. Wang Li first filled a tub with hot water. Seeing that the dried vaginal fluids had hardened her pubic hair, she rubbed it, and it turned into a white powder that fell softly to the floor. Qin Shouren was urinating on the toilet nearby when he heard her sweet voice behind him: "I need to pee too..."

He then swung his large penis a few times and moved aside to make room for her.

After waiting a while without any movement, she curiously turned her head to look. She shyly pouted and said, "Um...I want you to hold me while I pee." Qin Shouren, though amused and exasperated, complied. He went behind her, supported her thighs with both hands, and lifted her towards the toilet. But then she said, "Um...I need you to tease me before I can pee." He almost burst out laughing, whistling "shush...shush..."

like a mother teasing a child to pee.

As soon as the whistle sounded, a stream of water gushed from her vulva, shooting forward in a silvery-white parabola, like pearls falling onto a jade plate, making a "ting-dong" sound in the toilet.

After she finished peeing, Qin Shouren teased, "Do you usually need someone to tease you when you pee? Doesn't your husband have any free time?"

She giggled, "You're so cheeky! I like you teasing me, you're so annoying!"

Her face flushed, and she buried her face in his chest. Seeing the bathtub was almost full, he tossed her in and then climbed on top of her. The two of them tangled together in the tub, water splashing everywhere, their bodies tumbling and turning in the waves like a pair of playful mandarin ducks.

After a while, she told him to stand up, rubbed some soap in her hands, and then applied it to his penis. She gently stroked his large penis with her fingers, carefully cleaning the foreskin and glans. Under her caresses, his penis slowly hardened, becoming longer and larger, erect in her hand. She gasped in

surprise; within two minutes, the object had more than doubled in size as if by magic—it was unbelievable. Measuring it with her fingers, she realized it was at least an inch and a half longer than her husband's, the glans larger and rounder, the veins on the foreskin bulging like countless bluish-purple roots surrounding the entire penis. She sighed inwardly: "I was so eager to stuff it into my vagina earlier, I didn't really appreciate it. This is a rare gem, one in a hundred! No wonder it brought me to such intense, exhilarating orgasms. If my husband had such a magnificent thing, I wouldn't need to seek it elsewhere." Thinking

this, she couldn't help but kiss it several times, her hands unwilling to let go, wishing she could swallow it whole. She truly adored this woman. Lost in her thoughts, her cheeks flushed again, and a fire in her heart gradually burned down to her lower body. She felt her vulva itching unbearably again, and impatiently lay back, pulling him closer, her hands rubbing his hard penis against her labia. Seeing her wanton state, Qin Shouren knew he had a new task; he wouldn't be able to escape until he satisfied her. Although he had many younger women who were willing to offer themselves, none could compare to this slut before him in bed and in the enjoyment of sex.

Anyway, her little brother had already ignited a fire within her, so why not do it? He needed it too! Seeing his large glans touch her vaginal opening, he thrust his hips forward, and their bodies came together again. He wrapped his arms around her neck and began to thrust rapidly.

For a moment, the small bathtub was filled with a romantic and erotic atmosphere. Qin Shouren's constantly rising and falling buttocks caused the water in the tub to ripple and splash, wetting the floor like a pond. He was truly a swimming champion. It looked like he was swimming a butterfly stroke, with his waist constantly moving, rising and falling, strong and powerful; then it looked like he was swimming a leisurely frog stroke, his legs supporting him against the tub wall, extending and retracting, allowing his large penis to move in and out freely; then he would hold her sideways and penetrate from behind, like swimming a sideways stroke, one hand occasionally reaching forward to play with her breasts; when he got tired, he would lie down like he was swimming a backstroke, with the woman sitting on top, bouncing and tossing like a horse, completely lost in ecstasy.

Wang Li never imagined that so many positions could be played in the bathtub. It felt different from being in bed, more exciting and novel. Seeing the surging waves in the tub, the two were immersed in the pleasure of carnal desire, their movements fluid and unrestrained. Qin Shouren, suddenly aroused, finding the small bathtub insufficient for his full range of actions, simply held her close to his chest and hurried towards the bedroom.

After placing her on the bed, he grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge, then bent her legs and spread them wide, her buttocks resting on the edge of the bed. Standing on the floor, his large penis was at the same height as her vulva. With a lean forward, he easily penetrated her fully. Holding her knees, he began to thrust his hips back and forth. Because this position required less effort, the frequency of thrusting was naturally faster and the penetration deeper. Each impact caused her body to tremble, her breasts bobbing back and forth like water balloons. The exquisite spectacle of sexual intercourse was now laid bare before him. The sight of the tender skin of the vagina being pulled in and out was crystal clear, and the sight of vaginal fluids being squeezed out and gushing forth was even more captivating. The scene before his eyes was breathtaking, causing his large penis to swell to the point of bursting. He felt his heart pounding and his breath quickening, his muscles tensing and hardening. He couldn't help but exert all his strength, thrusting his large penis as deep as he could, ensuring that the glans touched the cervix with each thrust. After one round of thrusting, he felt his glans go numb, his ejaculation was about to begin, and he knew he was about to give in.

Wang Li was breathless from his continuous thrusting, wave after wave of orgasms washing over her body. She was enveloped in a blissful, tingling pleasure, the sensations growing stronger with each thrust. Her nerves throbbed, causing her entire body to convulse and tremble. Her voice was hoarse from screaming, barely managing to utter

a single syllable: "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." The endless waves of orgasms rose and fell, overwhelming her. Her body moved with each thrust, like a caterpillar crawling on a branch. Finally, her body tensed, then suddenly relaxed, a gush of vaginal fluid gushing from her uterus. She then trembled violently as if chilled, her vagina contracting rhythmically with each thrust, the large penis opening and closing like a small mouth sucking.

Qin Shouren was pressing hard with his eyes closed, preparing for the climax. He was massaging her little pussy with a squeezing and releasing motion, making her feel incredibly comfortable. She felt every pore on her body open up, her abdominal muscles tightening inward. With a few shivers, spurts of semen shot out like arrows from his large penis, all of it flowing into her still contracting vagina...

That night, they changed positions countless times and kissed countless times. The two of them went from the floor to the bed, from the head of the bed to the foot, and then fell off the bed to continue their lovemaking. Then they climbed back into bed and continued their lovemaking. One after another, they reached the peak of climax, one after another, and the intense moans and high-pitched cries of lovemaking had turned into hoarse, soft moans and groans...

Cock-a-doodle-doo... The clock struck five in the morning! He didn't know how long he had slept, but Qin Shouren suddenly awoke from an unusually pleasurable sensation. He felt his large penis was rock hard, erect and majestic, and a warm, moist tongue was licking his glans. He excitedly propped himself up and looked at the beauty kneeling beside his legs. Just then, Wang Li, who had been engrossed in kissing him, also looked up at him, her face filled with servility and ingratiation. She then forced a smile, lowered her head, and continued to serve Qin Shouren's proudly erect penis with her fragrant tongue.

Qin Shouren gently stroked Wang Li's slightly disheveled hair. He knew, of course, why Wang Li had voluntarily given him oral sex; Wang Li deeply loved her younger brother, Qin Shoujia, and was afraid she would tell him her shameful secret.

Qin Shouren gazed at Wang Li with affection, and whenever Wang Li tossed her long, glossy black hair, changing the angle of her licking, Qin Shouren couldn't help but be moved and awestruck by her stunning beauty. He thought: What a beautiful woman Wang Li is, and what a pitiful woman she is!

That day, Qin Shouren went to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to handle a case. In a room on the sixth floor, looking out at the drizzle, he thought of Meng Qiulan, whom he hadn't been able to have his way with, and couldn't help but sigh. "You seem to be acting strange lately, is something wrong?"

Zhang Liping, sitting at the table opposite Qin Shouren, asked. She was the wife of the vice president of the city court, 29 years old, a beautiful young woman who had risen to the position of office director at the Industry and Commerce Bureau based on her looks. She was 1.67 meters tall, with a full and slender figure, very cheerful, always smiling, and had a particularly good temper. Three years ago, she was raped by Qin at home and became his mistress, and she and Qin Shouren got along quite well.

"What could be wrong?"

Qin Shouren said irritably.

"Having a tiff with your mistress? Having trouble with your sex life?"

Li Ping asked teasingly with a smile.

Qin Shouren turned to face her. "Do I look like an incompetent person? It's just that the province has been cracking down on things at the bureau lately, it's been very annoying." "Hehe! You're so resourceful, this little thing isn't difficult for you. You probably have another reason for coming here," Li Ping chuckled.

Qin Shouren looked at Li Ping; her cleavage had a beautiful curve, very close to him. He smelled a faint fragrance emanating from her, which aroused his wicked thoughts. Their office was on the sixth floor (the top floor), along with the conference room and archives. Usually, few people besides their office staff went up to the sixth floor, especially since it was the weekend, and it was drizzling outside. Besides, everyone else had probably already left. Qin Shouren stood up and walked to Li Ping's side. Li Ping noticed something was off about Qin Shouren and uneasily avoided his gaze.

Qin Shouren leaned down and kissed her forehead and cheeks. When he tried to kiss her lips, she pulled away.

Qin Shouren's hand slowly slipped inside her shirt collar. Liping looked up at him nervously and whispered, "What are you doing? This is the office, in a moment..."

Before she could finish, Qin Shouren seized the opportunity to kiss Liping's lips. His tongue tried to enter, but she clenched her teeth tightly. Unable to do anything else, Qin Shouren licked her lips and gums.

He gently kissed her small mouth, then tried to probe her mouth with his tongue. After several attempts, she finally opened her mouth to let him in, and tried to intertwine their tongues. Qin Shouren caressed her smooth back with one hand and her slender neck with the other. Liping trembled; even though he couldn't see her beautiful face, he could sense her boundless shyness. She didn't struggle, shyly closing her eyes and leaning against Qin Shouren's chest. He then took advantage of the situation, placing his hand on her firm breasts and gently stroking them. Liping shyly reached up to cover herself, so he moved to another spot. Qin Shouren's right hand gently caressed her pink back. Even through her clothes, he could feel her body temperature rising steadily. Soon, Liping's resistance melted away, and Qin Shouren's left hand had already unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, slipping inside to caress her breasts through her bra. Her body trembled slightly, as if protesting his intrusive intrusion.

Their tongues met again, yearning for each other's moisture, their hearts and bodies merging. The fragrance of her hair wafted over, teasing Qin Shouren's desire, making him unable to resist violating her again. Qin Shouren gently unhooked the back clasp, and the bra loosened. He reached inside her clothes, exploring her breasts, kneading them with both hands, slowly tracing circles along her areolas, vaguely feeling her breasts swelling and hardening. She was panting, as if suppressing something. He reached out and stroked her smooth, delicate thigh from bottom to top, reaching the end of her thigh, slipping through her soft panties, and exploring her deep forest, playing with her curly, soft pubic hair, gently caressing her private parts. Li Ping's breathing became more intense, her beautiful body trembling and twisting, her desire burning fiercely. Her alluring and seductive expression made Qin Shouren's heart swell with heat, and he could no longer suppress his burning passion.

He grabbed Li Ping's hand, and Li Ping let him guide her hand to touch him, doing what he asked of her. Li Ping quickly felt the man's arousal, the powerful expression of his masculine instincts, causing her to lower her head, gazing in bewilderment at what she held in her hand. "So big!"

she said in a daze. Li Ping looked down at it, then a pair of strong arms pressed down on her shoulders, and she understood what he wanted.

He bent down slowly, and in his hesitation, his hands forcefully guided her until her lips finally touched his erect member. Liping closed her eyes, and then… a low growl escaped her throat, and a triumphant smile appeared on Qin Shouren's face. His two red cherry lips instantly swallowed the entire erection, and without fear, slid directly to the hair at the base, then slowly slid it out.

“Ah!… Ah!…”

Only soft moans escaped his lips.

Liping had been sitting, but after a while, she changed position, kneeling down to his level. Her kneeling posture further enhanced Qin Shouren's imposing presence. He no longer wanted to control himself, only wanting to let the feeling of conquest flow and explode freely within him. Qin Shouren cupped Liping's face, making her take his penis deep into her mouth and thrusting wildly inside her... "Mmm, mmm!"

Liping felt the contents of her mouth swelling more and more. Suddenly, Qin Shouren pulled out his penis, pulled Liping up, and pressed her down onto the desk. He held her neck with one hand and lifted her skirt with the other, pulling her pantyhose and underwear down to below her knees. He spread her legs with his own and thrust his large penis inside her forcefully. "Ah!"

The two cried out almost simultaneously. Qin Shouren grabbed Liping's high, round buttocks with both hands, then slowly withdrew his penis, leaving only the glans at the entrance, rotating it a few times before suddenly thrusting it into Liping's vagina. He continued thrusting like this for a while, trying to arouse her desire, until Liping could no longer bear the emptiness deep inside her vagina and her buttocks shook violently in frustration. Only then did he thrust deeply. Liping could not withstand such skillful techniques, and soon she was aroused by his penetration. Her hands gripped the table tightly, and she moaned ecstatically, "...Ah...Hmm...Ah..."

Qin Shouren pressed his thick, hard penis deep inside her vagina, using both hands to hold Liping's beautiful buttocks, slowly moving in and out like a wheelbarrow. He felt the tip of his penis being tightly surrounded and sucked by a soft, tender flesh, and an indescribable pleasure surged through him. Liping's buttocks were high, her breasts swayed back and forth, her slender waist and pink buttocks swayed and thrust back and forth, and she kept making lewd noises. Although Qin Shouren tried his best to resist the waves of pleasure surging from his large penis, he felt his will to resist growing weaker and weaker. Unconsciously, he increased the speed of his thrusts, oblivious to everything else in his pursuit of pleasure. A frenzied, torrential downpour of thrusts made Liping scream! Qin Shouren's penis, lubricated by her own juices, had reached its hilt, making large, deep, forceful thrusts inside Liping. Liping involuntarily tightened the folds of her vagina, trying to grip Qin Shouren's thick, hard penis.

After Qin Shouren's vigorous and unrestrained thrusting, his thick penis made lewd sounds as it pumped in and out. Pink petals clung to his penis, turning outwards, driving Liping almost to madness. She cried out incessantly, "Ah...so good...ah...so good...harder...oh...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

Her head swayed wildly from side to side, causing her flowing hair to cascade like a waterfall. Her body eagerly responded to Qin Shouren's thrusts, waves of breasts and buttocks rippling, creating an indescribable, lewd beauty.

Qin Shouren lay on top of her, thrusting frantically, one hand around her neck, kissing her ear and hair. Her juices flowed more and more. When Qin Shouren penetrated deeply, she would let out a muffled groan. Qin Shouren reached inside her blouse; her bra was not only strapless but also had a front clasp. He unhooked it and pulled the bra out, beginning to knead her breasts. It felt so good. As Qin Shouren thrust harder and harder, Liping felt a burning heat deep within her abdomen, and a muffled groan escaped her throat.

"...Oh..."

"Squeeze tight!"

Qin Shouren commanded.

"Hmm...I can't take it anymore..."

Hearing Liping say this, Qin Shouren also leaned towards Liping's back, his arms tightly encircling her slender waist, gently biting her pink neck, and accelerating his thrusts.

Liping felt an unbearable ache and numbness in her lower body from Qin Shouren's thrusts. "Oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...I can't take it anymore...oh..."

Suddenly, her body trembled violently, her vaginal muscles clenched, and a torrent of fluid gushed out.

Qin Shouren also felt the pleasure reaching its peak. Suddenly, the image of Meng Qiulan appeared in his mind, "Qiulan!"

he cried out inwardly, his penis continuing to thrust relentlessly, then he thrust out again with a powerful stroke! With a roar, he thrust a massive amount of semen into Liping's uterus...

Liping was so overwhelmed with pleasure she almost fainted. Tears welled in her eyes, and her mind flashed back to the scene three years ago when she lost her virginity to Qin Shouren: That day, as soon as she arrived at work, the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau called, asking her to come to his office. She was a little confused; Director Qin had never called her before. She was just an ordinary clerk. Why did he need her? With a heart full of trepidation, she entered Director Qin Shouren's office. "It's Xiao Zhang, come in and sit down, please sit down," Qin Shouren said warmly, standing up from his large executive chair as soon as he saw her enter, his hands seemingly unintentionally closing the door behind him. Liping sat awkwardly on the leather sofa. As soon as she sat down, Qin Shouren sat right next to her. Startled, she quickly moved away. Qin Shouren laughed, "Xiao Zhang, do you think I'm a tiger?" "No, no," Liping blushed, her pretty face even more adorable. Li Wenzhe is truly blessed to have such a beautiful wife. Qin Shouren smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, who do you think deserves the most credit for Li Wenzhe's promotion this time?" Li Ping asked nervously. Li Ping sat awkwardly on the leather sofa. As soon as she sat down, Qin Shouren sat right next to her. Startled, she quickly moved away. Qin Shouren laughed, "Xiao Zhang, do you think I'm a tiger?" "No, no," Li Ping blushed, making her pretty face even more adorable. Li Wenzhe is truly blessed to have such a beautiful wife like you.

Qin Shouren smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, who do you think deserves the most credit for Li Wenzhe's promotion this time?" "Of course, it's Director Qin!" Li Ping saw Qin Shouren move closer again, and her heart tightened. She didn't dare move any further, but his thigh intentionally or unintentionally rested against hers. That day, she was wearing a suit skirt, and as she sat on the sofa, the skirt rode up, revealing most of her fair and plump thigh. "You're so clever. This cadre reshuffle was incredibly competitive. Countless people were trying to pull strings and slips of paper, and those with connections couldn't be accommodated. But your Li Wenzhe didn't even consult me. I really couldn't promote him. Then I thought, why should I get angry with this bookish fellow? Besides, I should promote him for your sake," Qin Shouren said, placing his hand on her thigh.

"Yes, yes, he doesn't know anything. Please forgive him, Director," Liping's heart pounded. His large, hairy hands on her thigh felt like a lump of excrement on her body; a feeling of discomfort and fear spread throughout her. She shifted her feet, but his hands didn't let go, instead venturing further upwards. "Director, please don't do this," Liping pushed his hands away forcefully.

"Xiao Zhang, I like you so much. I promoted Li Wenzhe; you should at least reciprocate," Qin Shouren said, embracing Liping's sexy body.

"Don't do this, Director," Liping struggled to break free from Qin Shouren's embrace and stood up. "I'm not that kind of frivolous woman. We'll thank you for mentioning Wenzhe. I'll have Wenzhe make up for the gift." "Director, you..." "Xiao Zhang, don't be silly. Li Wenzhe is in his early thirties now. If he doesn't get promoted to deputy section chief this time, he'll probably have to wait several years. And even then, it's hard to say if he'll be promoted at all. The city is about to allocate housing, and those without deputy section chief status will probably have to wait even longer. Who knows when the next opportunity will come? In this world, you only get what you put in. If you want to give me..." "I can't even keep up with all the gifts I receive. And women, for example, are swarming me with countless suitors, but I can't be bothered with them. I only like you. I promise you, just this once, if you come with me, I'll get Li Wenzhe promoted, and I promise I won't bother you again. I can't possibly have all the women I want. Okay? Okay, then come over. Tomorrow's Standing Committee meeting, and Li Wenzhe will be the vice chairman. No, you get out. I'll have the Organization Department remove Li Wenzhe from the list immediately." Qin Shouren sat on the sofa, looking at Liping, picking up his teacup and sipping it while his eyes swept over her alluring body.

"What should I do?"

Li Ping's heart churned as she listened to Qin Shouren's threatening words. She didn't want to do anything to betray Li Wenzhe. Her conscience and her upbringing told her to curse this heartless bastard loudly and then slam the door and leave. But if she left, Li Wenzhe's promotion would be ruined, their relatives and friends would look at them coldly again

, and they definitely wouldn't get a house. This, this... "What should we do?"

"Xiao Zhang, you have to be more open-minded. In officialdom, there's a saying: 'Use any means necessary.' Only in this way can you get ahead, right?" Qin Shouren stood up, walked to Liping's side, stretched out his arms and hugged her, whispering in her ear while deftly unbuttoning her clothes. What to do, what to do? Liping's mind went blank. One moment she saw Li Wenzhe scolding her: "You shameless thing!" The next she saw her parents, friends, and colleagues crowding into the bridal chamber to congratulate her, all in a dazzling display of gold and silver.

In her dazed state, Qin Shouren launched a fierce attack! "Don't do this!" Liping offered token resistance, but her top was quickly ripped open, her firm breasts sprang out, her bra was forcibly torn off and thrown to the ground, her skirt was pulled down to the floor, and her black panties were torn in half and thrown aside. When a thick, hot penis, much larger than her husband's, thrust straight into her from behind, her mind suddenly cleared, and she screamed, "No, no! Absolutely not!"

Qin Shouren wasn't about to let go of his prize. He forcefully lifted Liping up and slammed her onto the desk, frantically squeezing her high, full breasts with his chest. "No!"

Liping twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from Qin Shouren's embrace, struggling fiercely.

"Come on, baby. In this city, I'm the one who calls the shots. From now on, whatever position your husband wants, I can consider promoting him." Qin Shouren held her delicate body tightly, not giving her any room to struggle, his large penis probing straight for the beauty's private parts. Feeling the incredible hardness of his penis, Liping was both shocked and terrified, sensing she was about to lose her virginity. She desperately twisted her body, pounding her fists on the man's shoulders, crying out, "Director Qin, please let me go! I can't betray my husband!"

The man ignored her pleas, his hard penis thrusting forward forcefully, pressing against her vagina. "Help! Let me go! No!"

But even as Liping cried out for help, Qin Shouren's large penis had already expertly penetrated her. A strange, unfamiliar fullness rose from below, and her body went limp. She thought to herself, "It's over, I've been raped." A tear rolled down her cheek, dripping onto the desk with a soft patter.

"Don't cry, don't worry, I'm no worse than Li Wenzhe," Qin Shouren said, turning her over so she was bent over and facing the edge of the desk, her buttocks sticking up, and he began thrusting into her from behind quickly and forcefully. This was the first time she had been penetrated from behind by a man, and with his enormous penis, a strange and stimulating sensation rose within her. She felt each thrust penetrate to a depth Li Wenzhe had never reached before, occasionally touching the sensitive flesh inside. Each touch aroused a powerful pleasure. Gradually, the raped beauty began to involuntarily sway her hips back and forth, searching for his thrusting rhythm, moving in and out to meet him. The tears in her eyes gradually dried, and a blush returned to her face.

"This is good, good," Qin Shouren clearly sensed Liping's change, watching her full breasts sway back and forth beneath him with his thrusts, feeling immense tenderness. He leaned forward slightly, reached out and grabbed one breast, kneading it as he continued. Liping felt her vagina being filled to the brim by his huge penis—a sensation she had never experienced before! The pleasure inside her vagina grew stronger and stronger, and her juices gushed out like a burst dam. A sinful pleasure rose within her, and her shame quietly vanished. Her body swayed instinctively, and she couldn't help but moan. "This is good, Ping, you're so beautiful, so good. Is it good? If it is, just shout it out loud!" Qin Shouren excitedly continued his act, lowering his head to kiss her face. "Come on, let me kiss you." Liping felt uneasy, but considering that she had already been raped by him, she decided to give in for the sake of her husband's career, especially since he was making her feel so good! Driven by desire, she turned her face away, her pretty eyes filled with spring as she looked at Qin Shouren. Her lips parted slightly as she moaned, and Qin Shouren immediately opened his mouth and kissed her red lips. His tongue plunged into her mouth, and Liping held her mouth closed for a moment before letting go. His tongue immediately entered, darting around in her mouth. Her tongue flicked up and immediately intertwined with his.

Qin Shouren's mouth was filled with Liping's tongue, his hands cupped her full breasts, and he thrust rhythmically below. Their bodies were intertwined, their bodies locked in a frenzied, back-and-forth ravaging, entering a state of ecstasy.

They kissed passionately until they were breathless before finally releasing each other. Qin Shouren gasped, "Was this good?" "Director, you're so annoying! You've already raped me and you're still teasing me. I'm not talking to you anymore," Liping smiled coquettishly at him, incredibly alluring. Qin Shouren was mesmerized. He thrust his hips a few times and said, "Let me see your hair down." "No, it's too much trouble," Liping twisted her waist, her snow-white body exceptionally tempting.

"Untie it, it looks better when it's down," Qin Shouren stopped thrusting and used his hands to untie her braids, abandoning her breasts.

"Don't move," Liping stopped Qin Shouren, straightened her back, reached behind her to untie her braids, and tossed her head a few times, letting her long, shiny black hair fall over her chest and back. As she stood up, Qin Shouren's penis slipped out, so he picked her up and placed her on the sofa, letting her lean against it. He lifted her legs and began to have sex with her standing beside the sofa. The two of them engaged in a series of intense movements.

Liping tidied her long, loose hair, parting it into two sections that fell from her shoulders to her chest. Two strands of hair fell in front of her snow-white breasts, swaying with Qin Shouren's thrusts. Her hair bounced around her bouncing breasts, the black and white contrasting beautifully, which made Qin Shouren's eyes blaze with desire. He thrust harder and harder, and after nearly a thousand thrusts, he finally ejaculated in a torrent of pleasure.

"I've never felt this good before, it's amazing!" Qin Shouren pressed down on Liping's beautiful body, his hands lingering on her exquisite flesh, his mouth kissing her pretty face passionately. Liping was brought to orgasm by his penetration, experiencing the thrill of adultery and the power of his large penis for the first time, feeling an unforgettable aftertaste. She hugged his body, returning his passionate kisses.

"Not worse than your guy, right?" Qin Shouren asked Liping with a smile.

"Don't talk about it," Liping turned her face away.

"I was just asking, I'm curious," Qin Shouren's tongue kissed her ear.

"You're much better, and he's never done it from behind before," Liping turned her head back, saying this as she lowered her face shyly.

"Never done it like this? Have you tried any other positions?"

Qin Shouren became very interested and began to tease her.

"What other positions? He only ever does one," Zhang Liping raised her head again.

“Then let me teach you,” Qin Shouren’s hands pressed on her breasts again, his penis hardening.

“No, I’m leaving. Didn’t you say it would only be once? I won’t come with you again,” Liping said, trying to stand up.

“I meant only once, just this once. I promise I won’t come back, but you have to let me have my fill. Look, I’m hard again,” Qin Shouren said, skillfully kneading her breasts while slowly thrusting his penis against her thighs.

“Why are you so fast? Are you afraid someone will come?” Liping’s lust was rising. “

No, no one can come in if I don’t open the door. Let me teach you a few tricks so you can serve that bookworm Wenzhe when we get back,” Qin Shouren said with a lewd grin.

“Don’t mention Wenzhe again, or I won’t come,” Liping said, though she had been having an affair with Qin Shouren, she didn’t want him to make fun of Li Wenzhe.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. Come on, sit up." Qin Shouren rolled Liping off his body, sat on the sofa, and pulled the naked Liping onto his lap. "You sit on top, and I'll insert it from above," Qin Shouren said to Liping, holding his already erect penis.

Liping was greatly surprised, thinking, "There's such a thing?" She awkwardly lifted

her buttocks and leaned forward, laughing as she asked, "Will this work?" "I guarantee it will, it feels great," Qin Shouren said, lifting her buttocks and guiding her vagina towards his penis. "Spread your legs a little wider, yes, sit down." Liping squatted on the sofa, one hand holding his penis, the other parting her labia, aiming at the opening. She then carefully pressed her body down, feeling the penis slowly pushing in. A unique sensation welled up inside her, and she couldn't help but feel excited. With a forceful push, the penis slid in, penetrating all the way to the hilt, reaching deep into her flower core, close to her cervix. "So deep!" she thought. Her buttocks couldn't help but move. With each movement, the penis moved inside her vagina, making her feel unbearably itchy, and she couldn't help but move faster and faster.

"Good, good, you're really good at this. Move up and down, yes, like that." Qin Shouren held Liping's snow-white buttocks, lifting her up and down. After a while, Liping mastered the technique. She felt that this position allowed for deep penetration and control over the direction of the penis, giving her complete control. A strong sense of stimulation surged through her. She placed her hands on the back of the sofa on either side of Qin Shouren, half-kneeling, twisting her body and changing angles to move his penis in and out of her vagina, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes forward, sometimes backward. When she was lost in the moment, she shook her head and swayed her hips, her hair whipping around, her two full breasts bouncing wildly.

"Good, good,"

"So good, so deep," Liping moved her body with abandon, her moans growing louder and louder.

Seeing the beautiful and alluring Li Ping so wanton, Qin Shouren was even more excited. He thrust his hips up and down in rhythm with her movements, his hands busy, sometimes grabbing and kneading her breasts, sometimes holding her buttocks and helping to lift them. He quickened the rhythm of his thrusts, sometimes holding her slender waist, lifting his upper body to kiss her red lips, and constantly shouting, "Good job, so good, harder, faster!" Li Ping thrust vigorously, and soon she was covered in fragrant sweat, her vaginal fluids splashing everywhere. The pleasure surged up like a tide, quickly engulfing her. She cried out and collapsed onto Qin Shouren, her vagina overflowing with semen, flowing straight out of his penis. Qin Shouren had just ejaculated once, so this time he lasted even longer. Seeing that Liping was about to give up, he immediately pinned her down, lifted one of her legs, and entered her from the side, thrusting forcefully. Although Liping had just climaxed, women are different from men; they can come again immediately. She lay limply on the sofa, panting, and said, "You lecherous devil, how many positions do you have?"

"Thirty-six, I'll show you them all today," Qin Shouren said, pulling Liping face down on the sofa and pressing his entire body against her back, entering her from behind.

"Whatever you want," Liping said, supporting herself on the sofa with her hands. This was similar to the previous backdoor penetration.

"Let's move a little more," Qin Shouren said, pulling Liping to her side, then wrapping his arms around her from behind, thrusting in from the side, saying as he did so, "This is different, isn't it?" "It is different," Liping smiled, turning back to kiss him, "You devil have so many tricks, this feels quite comfortable." She gently twisted her body back and forth.

"Some people say you can lie like this on the bed all night," Qin Shouren said with a smile.

“You’re just bragging,” Li Ping said, wrapping her arms around his thigh.

“Then when shall we try?” Qin Shouren reached forward and grabbed her breasts, kneading them.

“Don’t even think about it. You can be as frivolous as you want today, but after tomorrow you won’t be able to touch me. That’s what you promised,” Li Ping

said, still lucid. “Okay, okay, I give up. I keep my word. Looks like I’ll have to use all my energy on you today. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.” Qin Shouren suddenly picked Li Ping up and placed her on the desk, casually removing the phone from the table. Then he put her legs on his shoulders and stood in front of the desk, vigorously ravaging her. For the entire afternoon, Qin Shouren changed positions and raped Li Ping. He was exceptionally skilled in penetration, his penis never faltering, and he became more and more vigorous with each thrust, making Li Ping feel like she was dying and being reborn. He satisfied his lustful desires for the entire afternoon.

From then on, Zhang Li Ping became Qin Shouren’s mistress.

"Lizi, do me a favor, and you'll definitely get a reward if you succeed," Qin Shouren's words interrupted Zhang Liping's recollection.

"What is it, my Boss Qin?"

"Help me seduce Meng Qiulan's boyfriend, Liu Wei. I want them to break up." "You lecherous wolf, you've got your eye on Qiulan, the most beautiful woman in your bureau, again. You're incorrigible. Fine, leave it to me. I don't need any reward from you. Just spend some time with me in the future." "Don't worry, you're my darling. If it weren't for the fact that Meng Qiulan is so hard to get, I wouldn't have let you sacrifice your body. But before I get to Meng Qiulan, I want to rape a stunning beauty." "Who is it?" "

It's Sun Qingqing, a female teacher at the art academy." "You dead pervert! You raped me and made me lose my virginity back then, and now you're eyeing other women. If you see that beauty, you'll be cursed for eight lifetimes!"

(End of Part Four)

11-03
Newly Compiled Chapter 5: Director Sanbao, Female Teacher at the Art Academy 1

Sun Qingqing, 27 years old this year. Five years ago, after graduating from the Art Academy in City A, Sun Qingqing stayed on as a teacher. She was widely recognized as the most beautiful woman in the academy; her smooth, slender neck, alabaster-like body, plump, white breasts, deep cleavage, delicate and translucent skin, curvaceous figure, smooth waist, and firm, fleshy buttocks won her countless male admirers. Sun Qingqing's main subject was dance. Because of her impressive 1.72-meter height, she sometimes did modeling work both on and off campus. Although not a professional model, years of stage experience had instilled in her an artistic temperament and confidence that allowed her to perform with ease in various situations.

Three years ago, Sun Qingqing married a foreign language teacher at the same academy, but they have not yet had children. Her husband's surname is Yu, and his given name is Yu Tian; he is two years older than her. The Art Academy is a place with a strong academic atmosphere. Due to the nature of art, there are often various unconventional thoughts and events on campus. Therefore, the lives of Sun Qingqing and others at the art school were somewhat different from those outside. However, in this increasingly diverse world, this difference was quite normal. Therefore, Sun Qingqing was generally satisfied with her life. Sun Qingqing

was a university classmate of Liu Xiaoyun, Qin Shouren's secretary. At a banquet, Qin Shouren met Sun Qingqing through Liu Xiaoyun, and he was immediately captivated by her charm, determined to win her over.

One summer weekend afternoon, around six o'clock, Sun Qingqing was lounging alone on the sofa at home. The television programs were incredibly boring, leaving her feeling listless. These past two years, Yutian had been frequently away on business trips, leaving her mostly alone at home. Just then, the doorbell rang

. Sun Qingqing opened the door and saw Liu Laosi, who ran a tailor shop on the street behind the art school. There were also two other people, Zhang Tiegan and Hu Qiuqiu, both friends of Liu Laosi. Sun Qingqing often went to Liu Laosi's tailor shop to have clothes made for her performances, so she was quite familiar with them.

Especially Liu Laosi, despite his ordinary appearance and somewhat eccentric demeanor, his tailoring skills were absolutely top-notch. The female teachers at the art academy all loved to have their clothes made by him. Sun Qingqing had dealt with him countless times, to the point that every time she had her clothes made there, he would intentionally or unintentionally touch certain parts of her body, making suggestive advances, taking advantage of her, or telling her a lewd joke with Zhang Tiegan, Hu Qiuqiu, and others, indulging in some lewd fantasies. Sun Qingqing didn't hold it against them too much.

What era are we living in? Who doesn't understand these things? Besides, Sun Qingqing knew her limits, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous. Moreover, almost all the young female teachers at the art academy who had their clothes made there had received this kind of "treatment." However, today was Liu Laosi's first time visiting Sun Qingqing's house, which she found quite strange. After inviting him in, Sun Qingqing asked them what they wanted. Liu Laosi didn't answer Sun Qingqing directly. He glanced at her living room, then at her again, and said, "Teacher Sun, you're dressed quite sexily today!"

His words startled Sun Qingqing. She then noticed that she was wearing a thin, beige t-shirt that barely covered her navel, and white leggings that were also very thin, clearly showing her thong underwear. The underwear had a small, deep V-neck in the front and a drawstring at the back, with only a small triangle where it met the waistband. The underwear was light gray and quite visible from the outside. She hadn't expected him to notice her thong underwear as soon as he came in.

But Sun Qingqing quickly regained her composure. She was a very open person and didn't object to showing her sexy side. She often dressed like this in various situations, and Liu Laosi and the others had often seen her in sexy outfits before, without any problems. Although she was a very open-minded beauty, she was very strict about sexual morality and would never do anything to betray her husband. Sun Qingqing knew that he dared not have any improper thoughts when he came here.

Sun Qingqing said to them, "You didn't come all this way just to say I'm sexy, did you? But don't even think about taking advantage of me!"

Hu Qiuqiu said with a big smile, "No way! No way! How could we dare to do that! We just wanted to come over and have a look around since we had nothing else to do!"

Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Isn't your husband, Teacher Yutian, home?"

Sun Qingqing smiled and said, "He's away on a

business trip. I think you all knew that already? Otherwise, would you dare come here? You've been quite good at scouting! Hey, Liu Laosi, you're so free today?" Liu Laosi grinned sheepishly, "I didn't have much work today, so I'm taking a break. What's the point of life otherwise?" Sun Qingqing made them some tea, and they sat in the living room chatting. As Sun Qingqing moved around making tea, she clearly felt their eyes fixed on her thong revealing her lower abdomen and buttocks, as well as her breasts. Since Sun Qingqing didn't plan to go out, she wasn't wearing a bra. Under certain lighting conditions, they could definitely see the nipples of her high, full, and erect breasts through her thin t-shirt.

Sun Qingqing ignored them, and they didn't go any further. After chatting for a while, Liu Laosi suddenly stammered and asked Sun Qingqing, "Teacher Sun, I heard that many female teachers at your art academy have taken nude photos. You took some too, is that right?"

Sun Qingqing replied, "What? Who told you that?"

Liu Laosi chuckled again, "Don't deny it. Didn't you say we're good at investigations? I found out long ago! I know who took photos with whom!"

Then he named several female teachers from Sun Qingqing's school.

These guys are really something; they're absolutely right! Sun Qingqing said to them, "So what if we took pictures? It's art. Don't you dare think of anything inappropriate!"

Hu Qiuqiu chuckled dryly a few times and said, "Teacher Sun, what kind of people do you take us for! We know it's art, and we didn't think of anything inappropriate. We were just asking. Also, Teacher Sun, can we see your nude art?"

Sun Qingqing laughed again, "Go away! What do you know about art? You obviously just want to feast your eyes!"

"Just let us see! Your bodies are so beautiful, you should show them to others more often." Seeing that Sun Qingqing disagreed, the three of them actually started to beg her shamelessly, while constantly praising her. At first, Sun Qingqing ignored them. They kept pleading. After a while, Sun Qingqing grew impatient and said, "Look at you grown men, acting like this! Fine, fine! This old lady is in a good mood today, so I'll let you have a look! But I'm warning you beforehand! You can only look here, and while you're looking, behave yourselves. Don't have any improper thoughts, and don't go around telling everyone after you're done!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The three guys were overjoyed, barely able to speak.

The nude art photos that Liu Laosi and the others were talking about were taken at the art academy a while ago. At that time, the art academy's leaders approached several young female teachers and students, saying that the art department lacked nude photos for teaching purposes. The models they hired from outside the school were not up to par and did not achieve good teaching results. Therefore, they wanted to invite several female teachers and students with good figures to contribute to the academy. At first, they all disagreed, but later the academy leaders kept persuading them and promised each person who took the photos a substantial subsidy. They thought about it and felt that the conditions were acceptable, it was for art, and it would only be circulated within a small circle, so they agreed.

Ms. Sun was very satisfied with her body. Her large eyes, high nose, and slightly thin lips exuded a cool and alluring charm.

Although slender, her breasts were firm, full, and high. It was hard to imagine that such a slender figure could house such round, firm, and trembling white breasts; she was extremely pleased with them. Ms. Sun's buttocks were incredibly feminine, with firm, white flesh, round and upturned. Her slightly upturned buttocks swayed with each step she took, the undulating flesh sexy and alluring. She could feel how many people stared at her buttocks when she went out. Ms. Sun had long, slender legs, without an ounce of fat, firm and straight, which was what she was most proud of. She really wanted to capture her most beautiful body in a photograph, as a lasting memento.

Four teachers and three students participated in the photoshoot, each taking over a hundred photos. The college selected the best few hundred to create teaching materials, then bound all the photos into a book and distributed it to each participant. Those

involved included Sun Qingqing, Zhou Xiaolin (dance department), Mo Hui (acting department), Luo Mingjuan (acting department), Xiao Lili (dance department student council president), Chen Xue (youth league cadre), and Liu Miaojin (acting department student council cadre).

All seven were renowned beauties at the art academy, with Sun Qingqing being the most outstanding in both figure and appearance.

Normally, Qin Liu Laosi and others would stare at Sun Qingqing without batting an eye, but now that they could see their nude photos, they were all incredibly eager. When Sun Qingqing went to her room to get the photo album, Zhang Tiegan asked, "Teacher Sun, did you really take these photos completely naked?"

Sun Qingqing laughed and scolded him, "What's your rush? You look like a pervert! If you take it out, you'll see everything!"

Liu Laosi also said, "You're really stupid, Tiegan. How can it be called nude art if you're not naked?"

As soon as Sun Qingqing took out the photo album, they immediately surrounded her. Seeing the nude photos of Sun Qingqing and the other beauties from the art academy, they could only swallow their saliva.

Displaying her beautiful body in front of others made Sun Qingqing somewhat embarrassed. To ease the atmosphere, Sun Qingqing forced a smile and asked them, "How is it? Beautiful, right? Who has the best figure?"

"Of course, it's yours, Teacher Sun! This is real art!"

Liu Laosi replied.

"You're just being glib! You know art? Then let me ask you, what's so beautiful about my body?"

"First of all, your body is smooth, white, and well-proportioned, every curve is just right. The most beautiful thing is your legs, straight and long." Liu Laosi, after all, had some education, and what he said was quite good. Zhang Tiegan, on the other hand, was a roughneck who said whatever came to mind. He said, "I think Teacher Sun's breasts are beautiful. Look, they're like two little balls, round and firm, and the nipples are as pink and tender as a virgin who has never been married. I really want to go up and suck them. And the pubic hair between Teacher Sun's legs is so mysterious and alluring. I just want to touch it." Sun Qingqing was almost speechless from his words, her face flushed red. Thinking to herself, "These people, I was just asking about her figure, and they're saying such nasty things," Sun Qingqing was relieved when Hu Qiuqiu suddenly asked, "Teacher Sun, you and Teacher Mo Hui are both married. Aren't you afraid your husbands will object to these photos?"

Sun Qingqing took the opportunity to calm herself and replied, "Of course we asked our husbands. They're both art enthusiasts and won't object." Indeed, Sun Qingqing's husband never interfered with her, just as she rarely interfered with him.

Hu Qiuqiu then asked, "Who took these photos?"

Sun Qingqing told him, "It was Teacher Wang, the bearded teacher from the art department." Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Your husbands are so open-minded, and you're so uninhibited, daring to take your clothes off for others to photograph. Teacher Wang must be having a real treat!"

Sun Qingqing laughed and scolded him, "What are you thinking? Teacher Wang isn't like you lecherous people. We're doing this for art! Besides, aren't you having a good time now? That's the charm of art!"

In fact, they weren't just taking nude photos. Because the photos were taken for students' sketching purposes, they were required to depict various human postures, and each posture had to be photographed from eight different parts of the body. Therefore, during the shoot, the seven models took turns posing in various positions, including standing, sitting, squatting, kneeling, lying down, prone, and handstands, while Teacher Wang photographed them from different angles. Under these circumstances, many of their photos captured their private parts.

Sure enough, they found those photos. The first one they saw was of Sun Qingqing. In that set of photos, Sun Qingqing was kneeling, elbows on the ground, hands supporting her chin, her back tilted upwards, forming a beautiful human figure with her high, upturned buttocks. From the front, Sun Qingqing's beautiful back, full buttocks, and radiant smile made the whole photo full of perfect artistry.

Moreover, Teacher Wang was an excellent photographer; the photo was very clear, and the lighting was excellent. It could be said that Sun Qingqing was very satisfied with this photo. However, Teacher Wang took eight photos of this pose in total, including the best front view, as well as side views, side-rear views, and direct rear views.

What surprised Liu Laosi and the others was the photo taken directly from the rear. Because Sun Qingqing was kneeling, her upper body bent forward, and her buttocks high in the air, from directly behind, her labia and anus, nestled between her two long, smooth thighs, were completely exposed. Sun Qingqing's labia were hairless, appearing full, smooth, and slightly brownish under the light. They were so astonished by the photo that they couldn't close their mouths.

Although Sun Qingqing had been somewhat prepared when she showed them the album, seeing the three men staring intently at the photos of her genitals and anus still stirred strange feelings within her. She even felt a surge of desire deep within her… Sun Qingqing was actually displaying her most private parts to a few vulgar men! At that moment, the area Sun Qingqing was showing in the photo was right below her crotch. The beautiful woman instinctively clamped her left hand between her legs, her fingers gently stroking her labia, which were constricted by a small, tight thong. It seemed to be anticipating something!

Sun Qingqing's face was burning hot; she imagined it would be incredibly red!

Liu Laosi and the others were stunned for a long time before they could speak: "Wow! Teacher Sun actually let Wang Dahuzi film her like that!"

"Teacher Sun, your pussy is so smooth! Smoother than your buttocks and thighs! It's so nice, and there's even some vaginal fluid on it! Every man would want to mate with a beauty like this!"

"Teacher Sun's asshole is the most beautiful, round, like a chrysanthemum! You can tell at a glance that her asshole has never been fucked!"...

Hearing several men commenting on Sun Qingqing's private parts in front of her, using such vulgar language, Sun Qingqing's face turned even redder, and she squeezed her legs together even tighter, and a stream of vaginal fluid actually flowed out of her vagina. Sun Qingqing hurriedly scolded them: "You're so bad, you saw it and still have to say it, hurry up and turn the page." Liu Laosi looked at Sun Qingqing with a wicked smile and said: "Teacher Sun, I never dreamed I could see your pussy and asshole!"

Sun Qingqing blushed and said, "Today we're at home, you can joke around however you want, but if you said this at the academy, I'd beat your butts to a pulp!"

Then they looked for a while longer before reluctantly turning to the next page.

But the next page also featured Sun Qingqing. In that set of photos, Sun Qingqing stood with her legs straight, bent deeply at the waist, and hugged her calves with both hands.

It was a common dance move, and it looked even more beautiful when Sun Qingqing was naked. However, some of the photos in this set were taken from behind, completely exposing Sun Qingqing's private parts.

Liu Laosi and his two companions stared at the photos for a while. Sun Qingqing also felt a surge of heat, her face flushing red again.

This time, Liu Laosi and his two companions simply looked at the photos that exposed their genitals and anus. There were many such photos; every model who participated in the shoot had them taken. So, the three lecherous men looked at them and commented on their respective body parts.

"Teacher Sun's pussy is the best, so smooth and shiny, with pubic hair evenly distributed around her labia." "I also like Zhou Xiaolin's, Luo Mingjuan's, Xiao Lili's, and Chen Xue's pussy, lots of hair, so sexy. But Teacher Sun's anus and breasts are the most beautiful!" "It

's better if the labia are hairless, look at Teacher Sun's labia, they look so tender! And look at Chen Xue's, it's obvious she had sex too much the night before last, it's a bit red and swollen!"...

Sun Qingqing blushed as she watched them look at the pictures, her impulse making her lose control. After they finished looking, Sun Qingqing actually said to them, "Isn't it beautiful? There was even a video of the photoshoot! It's even more beautiful, do you want to see it?" As

soon as she said it, Sun Qingqing regretted it, but Liu Laosi and the other two were already very excited, and she couldn't stop them from seeing it. Helpless, Sun Qingqing had to take out a disc made from the photoshoot scene, put it in the DVD player, thinking that she would let them see enough today, so that they wouldn't stare at her lecherously when they met again. Some of them tried asking Sun Qingqing, "Is this DVD exciting?" Sun Qingqing laughed and joked, "Of course it's exciting for you people who don't understand art! Be careful you don't get a nosebleed after watching it!"

Liu Laosi also laughed, "Then Teacher Sun, why don't you just let us masturbate here?" Sun Qingqing's pretty face hardened, and she spat, "Masturbate what? You'll dirty my sofa. After watching, go home and find your wife to have sex with." Teacher Sun's words became casual.

The scene from that time reappeared on the TV screen: in the photography studio, several boys were gathered around, and their teacher, Wang, was asked to help adjust the lights. Surprisingly, Qin Shouren, the fat and lecherous man from the Public Security Bureau, was also there. He was very familiar with the principal. That day, he went there under the pretense of being from the Public Security Bureau to ensure the art academy's filming was safe and prevent any incidents. Ostensibly, he was there to protect the nude models, but as the head of the Public Security Bureau, he knew nothing about photography and was clearly there to take advantage of the situation and feast his eyes. Since Sun Qingqing met Qin Shouren through Liu Xiaoyun, she often went directly to the head of the Public Security Bureau to handle performance permits for her performances, so they were quite familiar with each other. This man was a lecherous scoundrel. Sun Qingqing had dealt with him several times, and each time she went through procedures with him, he would stare at her with lustful eyes. Once, he even deliberately touched her breasts. Sun Qingqing didn't bother to argue with him, nor did she want to offend such a powerful figure. Today, when Director Qin appeared, Sun Qingqing thought it was the Ministry of Public Security protecting and emphasizing their modeling careers; she never imagined he was there specifically for her.

"Wow! So many men were watching you take photos? Even that beast Qin Shouren was there, he's so smug! Everyone in the city knows what kind of person he is!"

Zhang Tiegan said angrily.

Sun Qingqing and the other seven female models stood naked under the bright lights, taking turns posing as instructed by Teacher Wang. The camera focused on Sun Qingqing posing in a kneeling position. In the footage, Teacher Wang instructed Sun Qingqing to kneel properly and raise her buttocks as high as possible. At this moment, the camera was directly behind Sun Qingqing, clearly capturing her genitals and anus.

Because Mr. Wang was not satisfied with the way Sun Qingqing's hips were positioned, he personally came up to correct her.

At this moment, Qin Shouren stepped forward first, saying, "Mr. Wang, just take the picture, I'll help you with the positioning." He placed one hand on Sun Qingqing's back and the other on her hips, helping her lift up. On the screen, it could be seen that Director Qin's hand was positioned correctly, his fingers already on Sun Qingqing's labia near her vaginal opening.

"Look how shameless this Director Qin is! He even touched Ms. Sun's labia!"

Mr. Wang cursed.

Ms. Sun blushed and quickly explained, "Don't talk nonsense, Director Qin is an art enthusiast who often comes to the academy to watch us practice. He's just helping the photographer adjust our positions." But at this moment, Sun Qingqing also recalled that she clearly felt Director Qin's hand touching her genitals, which made her feel quite ashamed. Being naked in front of so many students was already unsettling for Sun Qingqing, and posing like that while being filmed from behind only made her more embarrassed. What's more, being touched by the notoriously lecherous Director Qin in front of so many people!

Sun Qingqing remembered that although she felt a surge of heat, she also experienced a strange, exciting pleasure. This excitement arose when she entered the studio and began undressing in front of everyone, reached its peak when she lifted her buttocks in that pose, and reached a climax when Director Qin touched her sensitive area! This excitement resurfaced repeatedly during the subsequent filming, with each subsequent touch from Director Qin.

Her vagina was filled with vaginal fluid. Luckily, her buttocks were raised, otherwise the fluid would have spilled out, which embarrassed the female teacher, but also excited her even more. Her labia were moist from the overflowing fluid; no wonder they looked so smooth!

It was the same today. When Liu Laosi and the other two stared at Sun Qingqing's clearly visible panties and said she was sexy, Sun Qingqing became somewhat excited. Then, when she saw their full-frontal nude photos in the album, her excitement intensified. When they flipped to her exposed vulva photos, her excitement was even stronger, and now she had reached a climax.

Sun Qingqing was so excited in this situation! This frightened the beautiful woman! Vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina, soaking her white tights.

The person with the digital camera was a male student. When he was filming Sun Qingqing's genitals, he zoomed in very close, so her pubic hair, labia, vaginal opening, and anus were displayed more clearly on the 34-inch TV screen than in a photograph. Even the deliberate sliding of Director Qin's hand on Sun Qingqing's labia was visible.

Liu Laosi and his gang were dumbfounded. These three lecherous men usually stared at Sun Qingqing's tall, alluring figure with lustful eyes. Today, they not only saw her naked body, but they even saw her most private parts! Sun Qingqing sat beside them, seeing that all three of their penises were already erect, bulging their pants. Her face flushed with heat, her heart pounding, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. Sun Qingqing tightly clamped her legs around her hands, feeling the thong straps constricting her lower body. Sun Qingqing was completely wet!

Finally, the DVD finished playing, and Sun Qingqing took a deep breath, pulling herself out of that state of both shame and excitement. It was dangerous. Although Sun Qingqing had generously let these three men see everything clearly today, she knew very well that things had to end there; she absolutely couldn't get involved with them! Deep down,

Teacher Sun was actually a very traditional beauty. Sun Qingqing was still somewhat clear-headed.

It was already 9 PM. Sun Qingqing said to Liu Laosi and the others, "Alright, you've all finished watching. Did you enjoy it?"

They quickly replied, "We certainly did! It was truly an eye-opening experience!"

"Since you've enjoyed it, you've achieved your goal for this trip. It's getting late, you should go back now!"

Liu Laosi and the others didn't answer Sun Qingqing directly, but stared intently at her under the lamplight, saying, "I never expected Teacher Sun to be so beautiful naked! Look at your figure, whoever is lucky enough to sleep with you would be incredibly fortunate! And Teacher Sun's white pants are even a little damp." Sun Qingqing understood the implication in their words, but she ignored them. She said bluntly, "That's impossible! Don't try to push your luck! Okay, I'm tired, I need to rest, you can leave!"

Sun Qingqing's tone was already tinged with anger. Liu Laosi and the others quickly said, "No, no, Teacher Sun, you misunderstood, we didn't mean that." Before they could finish, Sun Qingqing told them, "Fine, whatever you mean, you should leave!"

Liu Laosi wanted to say something, but seeing Sun Qingqing's expression, he didn't dare to speak.

They walked out of Sun Qingqing's room dejectedly. As Sun Qingqing went to close the door, she clearly saw that each of their groins was bulging.

After seeing Liu Laosi and the others off, Sun Qingqing packed her things, took a shower, and then went to the balcony in her pajamas. The evening breeze made Sun Qingqing fully awake.

Sun Qingqing thought about what had happened that day. She didn't regret showing those photos and CDs to Liu Laosi and the others and letting them see everything about her. Perhaps they really did see art in them? Although she felt a strange embarrassment at having her body and genitals seen, the excitement she felt at the same time was also something she savored. For some reason, Sun Qingqing found herself enjoying displaying her body to the lustful gazes of men. The more she showed her private parts, the more excited she became! "

Oh my god, am I an exhibitionist?" she thought. "I was the one who first agreed to this nude photoshoot. I've participated in many fashion shows before, and I've felt excited when I wore sexy and revealing outfits.

My God, no way!"

Thinking about how Liu Laosi and the others had been staring at her private parts, and how they would use her as a masturbation object when they got home, Sun Qingqing felt excited again! Even sexually aroused! But her husband was away on a business trip, and Sun Qingqing was destined to be lonely tonight. Gazing at the boundless darkness, Sun Qingqing could only feel the tightness of her sensitive areas under her thong. Lying on the bed, Ms. Sun hungrily removed her thong and began masturbating. For some reason, the image of Qin Shouren, the police chief who had publicly touched her genitals, kept flashing through her mind. Just thinking about Qin Shouren touching her labia excited her, and her fingers, already inserted into her vagina, began to move rapidly… When she imagined Qin Shouren pulling out his penis and intending to rape her, Ms. Sun actually reached orgasm!

Autumn winds quietly rose, but the city remained sweltering, and life continued in the oppressive heat of summer. In the morning dance class, Ms. Sun was instructing her students in the practice room. She wore a high-slit, swimsuit-style leotard, without stockings, revealing her long, slender, white legs. Ms. Sun objected to wearing trousers or stockings while practicing, as it prevented her from seeing the changes in her leg muscles during movements. Her leotard was white, very thin, and slightly transparent.

Sun Qingqing wasn't wearing a bra, and her firm, full breasts, at least a 34F, could be vaguely seen through her leotard. She wore a small, white, deep-V thong, barely visible except for the hem and ties. The thong was made of semi-transparent gauze, and even through the leotard, a dark patch of skin at the groin was faintly visible.

Sun Qingqing always dressed very sexily during practice. She encouraged everyone not to dress too conservatively; beauty isn't afraid of exposure, and one should bravely show it off. Only those with physical defects resort to clothing to conceal themselves. Sun Qingqing also told her students: "Beautiful women must conquer life, first and foremost, conquer the gaze of others!" Sun Qingqing

's students were deeply influenced by her. The girls all wore light-colored, semi-transparent, high-slit leotards, each one more sexy than the last, many revealing their groin areas. Many girls, like Sun Qingqing, didn't wear bras, their youth blossoming from there.

The boys were the same; their practice clothes were tight and thin, and their underwear was also very small, some even wearing thongs. The tight practice clothes made their masculine symbols stand out. Men of this age are full of vitality and desire, especially surrounded by so many sexy female bodies. Sun Qingqing, with the help of a boy, demonstrated a pose. She nestled in front of him with her back to him, her left leg spread wide and bent, her arms raised high. The boy was close behind Sun Qingqing, his right hand around her waist, his left hand, as she requested, stroking from her left knee down her inner thigh, down to her lower abdomen, to her chest, to her left arm, and finally to her fingertips. This was a small section from the Western dance "Autumn Rhapsody," with strong connotations of love. This section was very important in the entire dance, but because the boy's hand touched some sensitive areas, everyone seemed hesitant, unable to fully express the essence of the dance. Therefore, Sun Qingqing had to demonstrate for everyone again and again with the boy who had grasped the concept well.

"Teacher Sun, Director Qin Shouren is looking for you outside!"

A student's voice interrupted Sun Qingqing and the others' practice. Sun Qingqing immediately snapped out of her dance reverie. The boy then released her.

"Ah! Where is Director Qin?"

Sun Qingqing knew that Qin Shouren had frequently come to the academy to inspect security and watch them practice recently. Twice he had even claimed he wanted to lose weight and asked Teacher Sun to teach him to dance, but Sun Qingqing had politely declined. "He's in the break room outside." "Okay! Thank you!"

Qin Shouren sat in the lounge outside the practice room. As soon as Sun Qingqing entered, the bright light in the lounge immediately revealed every detail of her body. The plump Qin Shouren sat there, smiling broadly as he looked her over.

Sun Qingqing thought that with the help of the light, his gaze must have penetrated her semi-transparent practice clothes, revealing her areolas and her faintly visible dark triangle. "

What are you looking at? Didn't you see everything during the last art photoshoot?" Sun Qingqing thought to herself, facing Qin Shouren's gaze.

"Hmm, Teacher Sun always manages to create a visual impact!"

Qin Shouren suddenly said.

"Director, you flatter me too much!"

Sun Qingqing wondered if Qin Shouren had any other intentions.

"However! However! With such a beautiful face, such a wonderful figure, such a noble temperament, and such sexy attire, Teacher Sun, I truly regret not studying harder back then. Now I can't even find the right words to describe how I feel seeing you right now! Teacher Sun, I've been watching you practice every day these past few days. Your dance of 'Autumn Rhapsody' just now was absolutely fantastic! I really want you to teach me sometime!" Qin Shouren stood up, circling Sun Qingqing as he spoke. He was carefully examining every part of Sun Qingqing's body.

"Director Qin, you really know how to talk. I think even a god would be fooled by you!"

Everyone in the academy knew that Director Qin was a notorious lecher, and Sun Qingqing wouldn't easily believe him. However, while he was looking at her, Sun Qingqing still gracefully struck a pose, fully displaying herself to Qin Shouren.

Although Qin Shouren was a very lecherous person, for some reason, Sun Qingqing didn't feel any aversion or discomfort in his presence, even dressed so revealingly for him to see, because she believed that Qin Shouren genuinely appreciated her beauty. Being noticed by a middle-aged man who has slept with countless women proves that her beauty is genuine. Of course, she would never betray her man and give herself to such a lecherous man! Sun Qingqing was very firm on this point; she only occasionally fantasized about lecherous men like Qin Shouren.

"Look at what you're saying, how could I dare to lie to you? Everything I said is true," Qin Shouren said.

Sun Qingqing shifted her posture and said to him, "Oh dear! Whether it's true or not, Director Qin didn't come to see me today just to say a few nice words, did he?"

Qin Shouren deliberately replied in an exaggerated tone, "Oh! I'm sorry! I'm so stunned by your beauty that I forgot my business and even forgot to invite you to sit down, Ms. Sun. Ms. Sun, please sit down, please sit down, let's sit down and talk." After sitting down, Qin Shouren told Sun Qingqing that he was going to hold a conceptual fashion show in the city soon, showcasing conceptual clothing designed based on his observations and reflections on the city's fashion trends. He wanted to invite Sun Qingqing to be a model, determined to make her famous overnight. Sun Qingqing said to him, "There are so many modeling agencies in City A, are you worried about not finding good models?"

Qin Shouren said, "I've already contacted the models. But none of them are as pretty as you. If you go, I'll definitely make you the closing model." "Closing model? Director Qin, you really know how to talk. How could I possibly be the closing model?"

"Teacher Sun, there's no need to be modest. You are the most suitable candidate." Seeing Sun Qingqing's puzzled look, Qin Shouren told her, "The name of this fashion show is 'Freud's Vision,' focusing on sexy clothing and lingerie. With Teacher Sun's artistic temperament, stage presence, and understanding of sexiness, being the closing model for this show is most comfortable for you. I'm on the awards committee for this show, and frankly, I think the first prize is definitely yours!"

"Freud's Vision? Sexy clothing? What strange stuff!"

Hearing Qin Shouren's introduction, Sun Qingqing found it quite interesting. Usually, Sun Qingqing would encounter some sexy clothing when participating in fashion shows, but she had never seen anything inspired by Freud's ideas. With this psychologist as my confidant, it seems the fashions at this launch event really do have a unique sex appeal. And with this "acquaintance" helping me, I can even achieve instant fame. Women, after all, are prone to vanity.

Seeing Sun Qingqing remain silent for a moment, Qin Shouren assumed she was hesitating and quickly urged her, "Teacher Sun, what are you hesitating about? I think this sexy look for the press conference suits you best. Actually, you really appreciate sexiness; you've always dressed very sexily, including today. Why not express what you pursue through art? Besides, the organizers will give you generous compensation." Sun Qingqing smiled and said, "Alright, since Director Qin thinks so highly of me, I'll agree. It's out of respect for you." Qin Shouren was overjoyed. After telling Sun Qingqing the performance and rehearsal schedule, he added, "Teacher Sun, you look even better in this outfit than when you were naked that day—sexy and elegant." Sun Qingqing playfully scolded him, "You only remember that? You took advantage of me back then, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

"No, I don't think so," Qin Shouren feigned grievance.

Sun Qingqing blushed and spat, "You took advantage of me and won't admit it! You even touched me there! If there hadn't been so many people that day, I would have beaten you to a pulp!" Qin Shouren chuckled, "It's just that Teacher Sun's labia are so alluring. You see, I didn't touch any other woman's vulva." Hearing Qin Shouren's lewd words, Sun Qingqing's face turned as red as an apple, but she knew she couldn't afford to offend this important figure. She decided to let him have his way with the verbal exchange and punched him, spitting, "You still dare to talk? Do you look like a police chief? Say another word and I'll flatten you!" Qin Shouren chuckled dryly a few times, saying he had other things to do, and then left.

That night before going to bed, Sun Qingqing told her husband, Zhang Yutian, about it. He simply grunted in response. This was exactly what Sun Qingqing had expected. Since their marriage, Sun Qingqing and her husband had maintained their individual freedoms and rarely interfered in each other's affairs… For someone involved in the arts, Sun Qingqing felt this was a great advantage. But every time Sun Qingqing wanted to do something, she would still say something to him symbolically.

When Sun Qingqing lay in bed preparing to turn off the light and go to sleep, Zhang Yutian, who was lying next to her, suddenly rolled over, grabbed her hand as she reached to turn off the light, pinned her down, and began to undress her. Sun Qingqing knew what he wanted to do. Three years into their marriage, he had become increasingly impatient with sex. Now, he rarely engaged in the lengthy caresses and teasing before sex that they had during their honeymoon, and there was even no verbal communication. Often, he would just suddenly appear, regardless of what Sun Qingqing was thinking or doing.

After undressing her, he quickly grabbed her breasts a few times before penetrating her. Due to vaginal dryness, Sun Qingqing felt slight pain upon penetration. But she still longed for his entry. Despite his tall stature, his penis was of average size and length; since their marriage, it had only reached a little over halfway into her vagina. But after he entered her, Sun Qingqing felt a strong sense of fullness and quickly became wet. Lately, he had been frequently away, reducing their opportunities to share a bed.

Sun Qingqing had been feeling parched for some time. This time, she hoped for a full and satisfying experience.

Zhang Yutian's large penis thrust violently inside Sun Qingqing's vagina, sending waves of tingling pleasure through her body.

Lying beneath him, Sun Qingqing's breathing grew increasingly heavy. She spread her slender legs, wrapping them around his body; this position allowed his penis to penetrate even deeper into her already overflowing vagina.

But the usual problems persisted today. First, Zhang Xinmu never allowed Sun Qingqing to shout or even moan during sex, because he believed it would cause him to ejaculate prematurely. Sun Qingqing knew her husband had premature ejaculation, so she always complied with his demands. Therefore, today Sun Qingqing could only endure it, which both distracted her and made her feel suppressed. Second, he rarely considered Sun Qingqing's feelings during sex. The rhythm was very disharmonious; just as Sun Qingqing was beginning to feel pleasure, he would suddenly feel tired and relax, leaving her disappointed. Or, just when Sun Qingqing was concentrating on the experience, he would suddenly stop, flipping her over like a chef flipping a fish in a pan to use the next position he wanted. Moreover, his penis was indeed too small to reach Sun Qingqing's cervix. Sun Qingqing hadn't had an orgasm in a long time. Every time, just as Sun Qingqing was beginning to feel pleasure, he would relax for various reasons. This feeling of starting and then having to stop abruptly made Sun Qingqing very uncomfortable. Today was even more so. Normally, Sun Qingqing could find a few moments of passion with him, but today he only stirred inside her for three or four minutes before letting out a soft "hmm" and going limp.

Sun Qingqing thought he was probably doing it on purpose. Lately, he seemed to be busy with something, rushing through everything, wanting to finish everything at once, showing no patience whatsoever. Sun Qingqing wanted to talk to him, but he quickly wiped his penis after turning over and fell asleep.

Sun Qingqing gently nudged him, and he simply said, "I'm quite tired, go to sleep!"

Sun Qingqing knew her husband had been very busy with his career lately, and she didn't blame him, but she felt very depressed. She loved her husband very much.

The fashion show was scheduled for three days later.

The clothing showcased in "Freud's Vision" was indeed sexy and unique, and this show would feature a lot of tulle and lace. Experts had also personally designed the runway, lighting, and music. Against a backdrop of flickering lights and music of varying intensity, models clad in sheer garments moved across the runway. The entire event was imbued with an ethereal, dreamlike atmosphere, much like Freud's enigmatic and profound thoughts, much like the questions he pondered throughout his life: dreams and sex.

Sun Qingqing, who was the last to appear during rehearsals, felt uneasy. This unease stemmed from the clothing she was to model. Strictly speaking, it wasn't clothing at all! Sun Qingqing was completely naked from the waist up, except for a thin ribbon around her neck. The ends of the ribbon reached her chest, seemingly just covering her nipples. However, this ribbon was very narrow, almost transparent, and incredibly light, fluttering in the wind with every movement.

Therefore, it was as if Sun Qingqing was wearing nothing at all; her firm, shapely breasts were almost entirely exposed. And her trousers were also extremely small.

It was a thong with ties, the piece of fabric used to cover her private parts was less than half a palm's size, barely enough to cover Sun Qingqing's bulging pubic area (Sun Qingqing had to trim a lot of her protruding pubic hair before the performance). The front of this shield-shaped fabric just reached a little above Sun Qingqing's pubic area, connected to the waist tie by three very thin, transparent straps. The back of the fabric just covered Sun Qingqing's vaginal opening, and then another very thin, transparent strap crossed Sun Qingqing's buttocks before connecting to the waist tie. The waist tie was also very thin and transparent; from a distance, these straps were practically invisible, making Sun Qingqing look like someone who was only using a piece of paper to cover her pubic area. Even so, wearing such an outfit gave Sun Qingqing a strange feeling.

When she saw the outfit she was to wear during today's rehearsal, Sun Qingqing regretted it somewhat. She called Qin Shouren to her dressing room. There was no one else in the dressing room. Sun Qingqing, dressed in an extremely sexy outfit, had her fair, slender, and voluptuous figure almost completely exposed before Qin Shouren, who stared at her, completely mesmerized.

Ms. Sun said to Qin Shouren, "Is this what you call clothing? Dressed like this, you might as well have me go on stage naked!"

Director Qin chuckled and said, "That's what you call sexy! It's a kind of clothing too. Ms. Sun isn't that conservative, is she? Besides, this is a fashion show, don't worry too much! I wish Ms. Sun all the best!"

He pretended to offer encouragement to Sun Qingqing, then took the opportunity to hug the beautiful woman, his left arm around her bare back, his right hand gently caressing her almost completely naked buttocks. "Ms. Sun, don't feel pressured, believe in yourself, no one has a better figure than you," Qin Shouren encouraged her, his arms tightening around her. Sun Qingqing's full breasts were pressed down by Qin's passionate embrace. The semi-transparent gauze that had previously covered her nipples floated up to her arms, leaving her breasts completely exposed between Qin Shouren and herself, creating a deep, plump cleavage. Even more infuriating was that Qin Shouren's penis was fully erect due to her arousal. Teacher Sun felt that Qin Shouren's penis was truly enormous and pressed straight against her private parts. She had never imagined that such a large penis existed, much larger than that of her strongest male student, let alone her husband's.

"My God, I'm practically naked! His huge cock is sticking straight up against my private parts, which are only covered by a small piece of cloth. What is he trying to do! He's taking advantage of me to sexually harass me!"

Teacher Sun's face turned as red as an apple. She really wanted to slap him, but thinking that she couldn't afford to offend this big shot, and besides, he had tried his best to help her win the grand prize, she just stared at Qin Shouren's lewd face and said, "Do you think this outfit can win?"

Her chest heaved rapidly under Qin's pressure.

"With my word, of course you're number one!"

Qin Shouren became even bolder, and his right hand fingers had already reached around the buttocks and into the beauty's vaginal opening. Fortunately, there was a small piece of cloth separating them. Teacher Sun trembled all over, and a surge of lust welled up inside her. She quickly whispered, "Don't do this, someone might come." "It's okay, Teacher Sun, you're really beautiful!"

Qin Shouren said, his fingers already pulling aside the small piece of cloth covering the beauty.

Sun Qingqing was incredibly embarrassed. She couldn't lash out and yell, otherwise people outside would think she was having an affair with him, and she'd lose her chance at the award. But if she didn't react, this lecherous man would take advantage of her. Even more infuriating was that she couldn't control her arousal; her vaginal fluids seemed to be overflowing. "Ah, he's already touched my labia! He's trying to insert his finger into my vagina! This time is different from last time; he's taking advantage of me right in front of me! What should I do?"

Sun Qingqing's face flushed crimson. She tried to push him away, but her body went limp. "Ah, no! One knuckle of his index finger is already inside my vagina!"

Just then, someone called from the doorway, "Teacher Sun, it's your rehearsal time!" Sun Qingqing quickly replied, "Coming!"

She glared at Qin Shouren and said, "You lecherous man, taking advantage of me! Enough already, get out of the way!" She immediately pushed Qin Shouren away. At this moment, her pair of high, firm breasts were exposed. Sun Qingqing turned away to prevent him from seeing her exposed breasts clearly, adjusted her veil, and hurriedly swayed her hips as she left the dressing room.

Two days later, Sun Qingqing appeared on stage in the same outfit. As soon as she reached the front, the stage lights suddenly became incredibly bright, illuminating Sun Qingqing's almost naked body as white as snow. Sun Qingqing's long legs, high, firm breasts, rounded buttocks, and mysterious lower abdomen were displayed without reservation before the audience! Thinking of this, Sun Qingqing suddenly felt that inexplicable urge again. The audience, already stunned by the continuous stream of sexy performances, stirred again upon seeing Sun Qingqing, and then flashes of light went off rapidly. "Take the pictures!" Sun Qingqing on stage felt conflicted.

Although she had posed nude for many photos before, that had been done in a relatively enclosed environment. Now it's different. Now, there are countless reporters and cameras in the audience. Through them, Sun Qingqing is exposed to the whole world!

In previous fashion shows, Sun Qingqing had worn some sexy outfits on the runway, but those were limited to transparent clothing. Although people could see her breasts, the outer layer of clothing made her feel somewhat uneasy. Sun Qingqing had also participated in lingerie shows before, appearing on the runway in thongs, but those thongs were much larger than this one. She could wear a smaller thong underneath to prevent wardrobe malfunctions. This time, however, it was impossible. With such small underwear, Sun Qingqing couldn't wear anything underneath.

She appeared on stage like a naked person merely symbolically covering her private parts, letting all eyes and cameras scan her entire body.

Finally, Qin Shouren, the presenter for this exhibition, appeared. Amid applause and flashing lights, he bowed several times to the audience with a smug look on his face, then suddenly walked to Sun Qingqing's side, put an arm around her slender waist, kissed her cheek, and then chuckled as he presented her with the first prize.

Two days ago, Director Qin's abrupt action, which had attempted to rape her, made Sun Qingqing somewhat uncomfortable. She was furious with Qin Shouren after that day and ignored him. But she quickly composed herself. This was a performance stage, a show; she couldn't ruin the entire event because of a personal matter, especially since it was the final part. As a seasoned model, Sun Qingqing possessed this level of professionalism. With Qin Shouren's arm around her, Sun Qingqing simply wrapped her arms around his waist, even twisting her hips slightly, a seductive smile on her face.

The stage lights flashed again…

The launch was a resounding success; "Freud's Conception" made the designer a household name in the fashion world.

And as promised, Sun Qingqing received a very substantial reward.

Of course, life continued as usual. With Sun Qingqing's talent, she had every opportunity to become even more famous.

But Sun Qingqing didn't like that kind of life under the spotlight; it would make one lose many genuine things. Every action you take in life can potentially bring you trouble. Thinking about this, Sun Qingqing couldn't help but appreciate her current life at the art academy. Peaceful and carefree.

Of course, there were also some minor disappointments, such as her sex life with her husband.

Sun Qingqing hadn't experienced an orgasm in a long time. But no one's life is perfect. After all, Sun Qingqing deeply loved her husband; he was the most understanding person in the world. Although many admired her, she would never do anything to betray her husband.

A month later, on the school path, Qin Shouren suddenly appeared and stopped Sun Qingqing on her way home.

"Teacher Sun, thank you for your help. The fashion show was a great success; you looked absolutely stunning that day," Qin Shouren said to Sun Qingqing.

"How many times have you said that? You won't say it every time you see me again, will you?"

Sun Qingqing said with a smile. During this time, Qin Shouren called several times to apologize for his outburst that day. He said he acted impulsively because Sun Qingqing's outfit was too sexy. Sun Qingqing thought that the outfit was indeed very tempting, and Director Qin was also a man; such behavior was just a normal impulse. She forgave the man who had inserted his finger into her vagina. Moreover, the success of her performance also made Sun Qingqing forget about Qin Shouren's sexual harassment that day.

"Oh, no! I'm just grateful for your courtesy." "No need for that, is there? You're a member of the awards committee; the success is yours too. Besides, there were so many models at the press conference; I was just one of them." "But you were the most important one! Everyone in the industry said your appearance was the highlight of the entire press conference, and you were the model who best embodied the essence of the design." Sun Qingqing said to him with a smirk, "What do you know about this 'essence' nonsense? You're not even in this line of work. Isn't it just about wearing as little as possible? I, Sun Qingqing, am practically naked! I'm afraid people will say I'm being lewd." "No, no, that's called sexy! And it's a kind of sexy that only you can interpret." "Alright, alright, whatever you call it, I don't have time to chat with you. I'm going home," Sun Qingqing said impatiently.

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