Consequences of drug use

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On the streets of Taipei at night, there were far fewer people and cars, but the shop signs, neon lights, and street vendor lights still shone brightly. After leaving "Silver Star," Yang Xiaoqing, half-drunk and half-awake, leaned against Johnny, whom she had just met, as they walked down a side alley. With the man's strong arm around her waist, she vaguely felt as if she were in an unknown, foreign land; the dreamlike pleasure she so strongly anticipated, both in her heart and body, was about to come true.

As they entered the open foyer of the building, Johnny greeted the elderly security guard. The guard smiled and said "Hello!", glancing at Xiaoqing as if it were nothing unusual. Xiaoqing pretended not to see him, but shamelessly wrapped her arm around his and followed him into the elevator.

The elevator chimed crisply as it ascended floor by floor. Xiaoqing saw her reflection in the elevator mirror, nestled in the man's arms, and smiled. Johnny asked her, and she replied sweetly in English,

"My friends will be so surprised to see me sneaking out of Silver Star with you!" Xiaoqing chuckled.

Johnny put his arm around Xiaoqing, opened the door to his rented studio apartment, and turned on the light. He led her to sit on the sofa, then brought out two glasses, a bottle of gin, and a bottle of Tony water. He sat on the edge of the large bed, smiling at Xiaoqing, who had already taken off her coat, revealing her shoulders. While mixing her drinks, he said,

"Don't think about him! Especially someone you can't help thinking about, the more you think about them, the more uncomfortable you'll feel. Why bother?"

Yang Xiaoqing hadn't expected her secret to be discovered by a man, and she was almost speechless. But she felt that what Johnny said made perfect sense, so she shook her head, tossed her hair, and smiled sweetly at the man, saying,

"Yes, you're right!... It's better when we first met! Do you... still have marijuana?"

"I have marijuana, but I have something even better..." Johnny took a small medicine bottle from his pocket.

"What is it?..." Xiaoqing asked excitedly.

Johnny took Xiaoqing's outstretched hand, poured a few colorful pills into her palm, and said with a smile,

"Of course, it's something that makes you... pleasurable! These are the most popular 'happy pills' and 'FM2' in Taiwan; after taking them, you'll feel like you're floating on air, and you won't care about anything;... The two blue ones are... Hmm~! Your little hands are so soft, so nice to touch!" The man's fingers touched Xiaoqing's palm.

"I know!... It's Viagra! Right?" Xiaoqing answered quickly, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Johnny nodded with a smile, his hand touching the ring Xiaoqing was wearing, saying, "I don't think I'll need it tonight!"

When Johnny touched Xiaoqing's ring, she suddenly thought of her husband, and almost blurted out, "My husband, he's the one who needs Viagra the most!"

But she didn't say it, only smiling foolishly at the man. Johnny picked up the pills and put them in the medicine jar on the table. Then, while gazing into Xiaoqing's large, dark eyes, he took her left hand and removed the sparkling ring, placing it back in the case.

Silent Xiaoqing, her wrists held tightly in Johnny's grasp, felt as if she had surrendered herself to the man. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as if waiting. She felt the man's fingers and the pill touch her lips, anticipating the "pleasure" the small pill would bring. She opened her mouth and took it in; then Johnny fed her Tony water with a gin flavor, which she swallowed.

Then, Johnny turned on the stereo, playing music with an Arabic feel, its rhythmic cadence and percussive beats; he dimmed the room lights, leaving only a single lamp beside the bed, casting a faint orange glow. This sound and light effect transformed the entire room into another distant land.

Xiaoqing, her eyes half-open, leaned against the soft sofa. Her hands, temporarily free from the man's touch, seemed to feel a little empty as they brushed against her narrow skirt. The light brown skirt wrinkled, the hem rising to reveal the curves of her thighs, tightly encased in stockings, above her knees.

A warm current seemed to rise slowly from Xiaoqing's lower abdomen, causing her to unconsciously kick off her shoes and rub her thighs together, her knees pressed together. Her hands moved from her thighs up to her waist, then to her stomach, massaging it; at the same time, she sighed softly, "Oh...woo!..."

"Doesn't it feel like being taken to a faraway place? A lovely, nameless woman?"

"Hmm...where?...Whose name?" Xiaoqing murmured, smiling.

"In that fun place; every kiss, every caress is like poetry, like music, and every woman as beautiful as you is called 'desire!'" the man replied.

“Then…then my name is Kimberly, will my desires be satisfied too?…You know I’m not pretty at all, will it be fun there…?” Xiaoqing asked sweetly, her little hands almost touching her chest.

“Of course, Kimberly! You are really very beautiful! Later, you will play even more beautifully with me!”

As he spoke, Johnny took a small camera from the shelf and quickly captured Xiaoqing’s current appearance. Xiaoqing was startled and wanted to protest, but her mind was already muddled, and she couldn’t concentrate on telling him not to take pictures; she could only immediately stop rubbing her breasts, put her hands back on her waist, and pout at Johnny, saying in a coquettish tone:

“How can you take pictures of me like this!?”

“You will! Your beauty is already imprinted in my heart, taking pictures is just so that even if I never see you again in the future, I will still remember that it is you!…Kim, you are so cute and charming!…Let me always remember that my eyes have caressed you, and that my body will soon be filled with you, okay?”

Johnny’s clever words touched Xiaoqing. Like the increasingly rousing Arabic music, she felt hazy, as if adrift on the waves. It was as if she had left behind her past, casting aside all attachments and constraints; no longer ashamed of her less-than-ideal physical appearance; no longer saddened by past loves and losses; no longer ashamed of being an adulterer; no longer uncomfortable sleeping with a stranger she had just met…

Xiaoqing

's itchy hands returned to her chest, kneading, pinching, and pressing her not-so-prominent breasts through her thin shirt and bra; her legs, clasped together, rubbed together more rapidly, until her slender waist swayed and twisted, her buttocks grinding against the sofa like a millstone. Only then did she glance at the large bed covered in black satin in the room, and then exclaim to Johnny, who was taking pictures:

“Oh!…I feel my desire rising!”

“Really, Kimberly?!...No wonder you’re getting sexier and sexier! Look at me, look at the camera! Show all your desires on your face! Let the 'happy pill' carry you even more lightly!”

Having taken the “happy pill,” Xiaoqing, under Johnny’s guidance, seemed hypnotized, writhing her petite body on the sofa, twisting her waist and rubbing her hips like a snake, while giving the man behind the camera a seductive glance, letting him capture her vibrant springtime. ...[Click!]...Following Johnny’s instructions, she craned her neck, raised her arms, and tossed her hair, revealing the dark hair under her armpits, her face filled with an expression of unbearable desire and eager anticipation.

...[Click! Click!]...

“Kimberly, grab your breasts and squeeze them! Like you want me to do that. Hmm!” [Click!]

“That’s right! Just like that, cross your legs and rub them!” [Click!] “Great!”

“Open up! Spread your legs, oh! Good! So beautiful!” [Snap, snap!]

Yang Xiaoqing pinched her breasts, her eyes lewdly looking at the man, and asked with a pout, “Do you like it?”

“Of course I like it! ...Come on, drink some more!…”

Johnny put down the camera, sat back on the edge of the bed, and handed Xiaoqing a glass of wine to sip. He explained with a smile, "This is what makes a digital camera so much better than a traditional film camera. You don't need to have it developed; you can just connect it to your computer and enjoy the photos immediately. So you can shoot anything , including nudity and sex...

" Xiaoqing took a few sips of wine, feeling as if she were floating on clouds. Hearing the man talk about nudity and sex, she didn't understand what he meant, but she wasn't surprised. At the same time, the effects of the "pleasure pill" gradually spread through her body. The warm current she had felt in her lower abdomen had turned into an unbearable burning sensation; it ignited a fire of desire, so hot that even her uterus was contracting; and her already wet vagina couldn't help but leak fluid, soaking her panties...

"Then...then shoot whatever you want!" Xiaoqing said dazedly.

Johnny stood up, a large, rod-like object protruding from his pants, stretching them high. Xiaoqing looked up, her eyes fixed on it, her thin lips slightly parted, pouting. Her whole mouth was itchy!

Johnny bent down and gently touched Xiaoqing's bare arm with the back of his hand, moving from her elbow up to her shoulder, past her thin shirt, and lightly stroking her upturned pink neck. This made Xiaoqing giggle, her whole body trembling:

"So itchy!... Ooh~~! It's so itchy!..."

Although Xiaoqing laughed and complained about being itchy, she didn't run away from Johnny. Instead, she reached out her small hand to the man's pants, touching his large, bulging member. As soon as her fingers grasped that strip-like thing, she immediately pressed it with her palm and rubbed it in the direction of its movement. At the same time, she grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and curled her lips into a smirk, her eyes glancing at Johnny with an even more seductive look…

“I didn’t expect you to be so proactive, Kimberly!… You must be a woman with a strong sex drive, right?”

“Mmm… Don’t talk about me like that! It’s all because… you gave me marijuana… and ecstasy pills, that’s why I’m so horny… so horny that I don’t even care about my shame!”

Xiaoqing’s coquettishness made Johnny laugh. He quickly picked up his camera again and photographed Xiaoqing’s smiling face, which was as beautiful as a flower, yet also tinged with shyness. While praising her beautiful face, he coaxed her:

“Then… take off your clothes one by one, Kimberly! Show me your charming body, your seductive charm!… Let me remember tonight forever, admiring you and praising you again and again!”

Yang Xiaoqing, who had always been shy, rarely had her picture taken except when taking photos in family life or when traveling with her husband and children. Even men she had been with wanted to take photos of her, but she refused them all. She said she wasn't photogenic and wouldn't look good in pictures. Another, more obvious reason was that she didn't want her boyfriend to take photos of her that could be seen by others as evidence of her infidelity. However, she simply couldn't bring herself to say it!

But on this night in Taipei, in front of a man she had just met, Xiaoqing allowed him to take such alluring photos of herself, even going so far as to undress in front of the camera and pose like a "sexy model."

It could be said that Xiaoqing's entire mind and intellect had been disarmed by the man's praise; she had completely forgotten the constraints that had bound her throughout her life; under the influence of drugs and strange music, her body was completely guided by desire, and she was intoxicated by presenting herself as a "woman" in the eyes of a man!

Releasing her caresses of Johnny's penis, Xiaoqing's utterly empty hands returned to her body, rubbing, kneading, pressing, and rubbing; with her eyes closed, she imagined a man's hands caressing her small breasts, slender waist, and slightly protruding belly. [Click! Johnny captured half of her body.]

She would tilt her head back, sighing softly, then look down at her hands, crumpling her thin shirt, kneading her breasts, and fiddling with the two nipples that were already hard and protruding under her bra...

[Click!]...Until she couldn't take it anymore, she pulled her thin shirt from the waist of her narrow skirt, pulling it up to reveal her snow-white waist, then slipped one hand under the shirt, squeezing two fingers into the gap between her bra and her flesh, pinching and twisting one nipple... [Click, click!]

"Ah!...Ahhhhhh!..." Xiaoqing couldn't help but let out a low moan.

“Great, Kimberly!...Do you like being caressed by men?” Johnny asked her.

“Oh~! I love it, I love it!...I love being touched by men~!”

Xiaoqing sighed and murmured. One hand reached down, grabbed the hem of her tight skirt, and pulled it up, only to find it incredibly tight. So she braced her feet on the carpet, slightly raised her buttocks off the sofa, and pulled the skirt up to her buttocks, exposing the curves of her entire lower body... [Snap!] "

Open up completely, Kimberly! Spread your beautiful legs wide! ... Mmm~! So beautiful, so pretty! ... So this is how attractive your body, covered in pantyhose and briefs, is! ... Sweetheart!

... Do you want me to caress your legs later... the place that makes men feel good? ... Insert my fingers and explore your soft, slippery cave? ... Kiss your delicate lips and lick your... erect clitoris again and again?"

Johnny described, while [click!] pressing the shutter.

"Really, really! Of course I want to! ... I'm already soaking wet!"

Xiaoqing responded, shaking her buttocks, her small hand already reaching between her legs, beginning to imitate the actions the man described, caressing her vulva. Completely disregarding the fact that her wet pantyhose and thong were soaked with her own fluids, clinging tightly to her swollen labia majora and minora, revealing her plump, protruding flesh and delicate, concave cleft to the man's eyes and the camera lens...

She also couldn't care less that Johnny had turned on a spotlight, shining it between her wide-open legs, and was continuously pressing the shutter [click, click! click!] to photograph her entire body as she masturbated outside her pantyhose, and close-ups of her fingers playing with her vulva!

“Oh! Ah!…Oh…ah!…Baby! I want you, I’ve wanted you to love me like this for so long! Do me! Make me feel so good, so good!…Baby! I…I…I’m almost…almost there!…”

“No rush, no rush! Kimberly, stand up and take off your pants!…Lift your skirt up to your waist, lean against the back of the sofa chair, let me admire your alluring buttocks and their seductive charm more clearly!”

Yang Xiaoqing hurriedly stood up, and just as she was about to take off her pantyhose, she suddenly felt dizzy and couldn’t stand up. Fortunately, Johnny quickly threw away the camera and caught her almost collapsing body, preventing her from falling.

Xiaoqing was already delirious, nestled in the man's arms, her body swaying against him, murmuring:

"Baby!...Take me to bed!...Like you said, love me! Make me happy!"

...

The tall and burly Johnny helped Xiaoqing to the bedside, kissing her forehead and cheeks, brushing aside her hair, and gently licking her earlobe and the back of her ear with his tongue, making her giggle; then he praised her, saying:

"Kimbo-ri! You are the most beautiful, the cutest, and the sexiest woman I've ever met in Taiwan!"

"Mmm~! Johnny, baby! You are also...the most handsome and attractive man I've ever met in Taiwan!...Especially your...big and hard thing, I wanted it the moment I...touched it on Silver Star!" Xiaoqing responded with a laugh, her hand reaching for the man's pants again.

The two praised each other, making Xiaoqing smile from the bottom of her heart. She cupped Johnny's penis in both hands, which bulged like a giant rod beneath his pants, and vigorously rubbed it up and down. She could feel the man's firm abs rising and falling, and his hot breath spraying onto her hair.

As she excitedly tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and beamed with a smile as she faced the man, Xiaoqing finally received Johnny's passionate kiss. ... Their lips immediately pressed tightly together, and from their parted mouths, two hot, wet tongues intertwined the moment they met, neither willing to let go, sucking and thrusting forcefully.

Until Xiaoqing couldn't breathe, she broke free of the kiss and sighed loudly, "Ahhhhhh!..."

Johnny's burning lips and tongue wandered to Xiaoqing's neck, gently biting her earlobe. He said to her, "Kimbo, you're so impatient! ... Wouldn't it be better to enjoy it slowly?"...

Johnny's two large hands slowly moved from Xiaoqing's bare shoulders to her elbows, pulling her slender arms behind her back; Xiaoqing couldn't struggle, so she had to give up rubbing the man's penis; she let him cross and clamp her wrists, pressing them against her buttocks and the hollow of her back.

“Oh, baby! You’re so cruel!… Why won’t you let me touch you!?”

The man ignored Xiaoqing and placed his other hand on her buttocks, which were already wrinkled and pushed up to her waist by her tight skirt. Through her pantyhose, he roughly grabbed and squeezed her pert buttocks. While squeezing, his fingers also pulled on Xiaoqing’s pantyhose and thong, making the already wet material stretch tightly and embed itself into the flesh of her vulva and labia…

Xiaoqing screamed, “Oh, baby!! My pants are so tight… so hard!”

So Johnny loosened his grip and started scraping back and forth on Xiaoqing’s buttocks with his fingers. When she couldn’t help but contract and relax her buttocks, and her flesh tightened in waves, he pressed Xiaoqing’s pantyhose and thong into her buttocks, making her two plump buttocks clamp tightly together…

"Oh my! Baby, you...you're so good at teasing me!...Oh—...Oh~~!!"

As she sighed, Xiaoqing's buttocks twitched, like a prisoner or slave, her wrists held tightly by Johnny's grip, pressed forcefully into the back of her waist, unable to move. She could only arch her round buttocks further back, pressing her stomach even tighter against the man's bulging, thicker penis in his pants!

"Kimbolly, the harder you want it now, the more comfortable you'll feel when you get it!"

Johnny explained to Xiaoqing with a laugh; then, while telling Xiaoqing to keep her wrists crossed behind her back, he unzipped the narrow skirt that creased at the top of her buttocks and unfastened the waistband. Yang Xiaoqing obeyed, her wrists crossed behind her back, her eyes closed, her head tilted back, allowing the man to peel off the narrow skirt she was wearing that day, a skirt that had rubbed against the penises of several men, as the man had expected…

Xiaoqing

stood by the bed, her pale yellow blouse hanging loosely on her upper body. From its open, sleeveless, collarless opening, her slender collarbone and the curves of her shoulders were revealed, attracting Johnny's gaze. Xiaoqing lowered her head in embarrassment; on one hand, she felt relieved that her lower body was finally exposed to the man's eyes, allowing him to feast his eyes; on the other hand, she knew that her pantyhose and briefs were completely soaked with her own fluids, and no matter how tightly she squeezed her legs together, she couldn't hide the large, damp patch between her legs, and she couldn't help but feel incredibly ashamed.

Bewildered and uneasy, Xiaoqing lowered her head, biting her thin lips, unsure of what to do next. Her gaze moved upwards from Johnny's bare feet; she saw him also taking off his pants, revealing his boxer shorts. A surge of excitement coursed through Xiaoqing's body. Her eyes were glued to the man's trousers, which were bulging like a tent under his erect penis. She exclaimed, "Wow! You... are so big!"

Xiaoqing kicked off her narrow skirt, which had fallen onto the carpet, and reached out from behind her back, eager to grab the man's large member. But Johnny stopped her, telling her not to rush. He told Xiaoqing to sit on the edge of the bed first, and that he would take off his thin shirt and bra, while he filmed a few more shots of her "removing her clothes." Although Xiaoqing couldn't wait, she had no choice but to comply. She sat back on the edge of the bed, legs together, and unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time. Under the spotlight that Johnny had turned the lamp stand to shine on the bed, she unfolded her thin shirt, revealing her snow-white skin, her prominent ribs, and her two small breasts supported by a pale flesh-colored bra...

[Click, click!]

Johnny, now only wearing underwear, filmed Xiaoqing's exposed chest. "So beautiful!" she exclaimed admiringly.

Xiaoqing stared at the man, took off her thin shirt, and braced herself on the bed with her hands behind her, her slender upper body erect. She tossed her hair, her gaze shifting from Johnny's underwear to the camera in his hand, and smiled coquettishly at the lens.

[Click!] "Smile wider! Sweetheart, show your teeth! Hmm~! That's right!" [Click!] “

You know what, Kimberly? Your lips are so incredibly tempting!… Just seeing them makes me want to wrap those thin lips around a thick, hard penis and admire your alluring figure as you give a man oral sex!… Come on! Let me see how your lips take a man’s penis in your mouth?”

Yang Xiaoqing was in a daze, tilting her head back, closing her eyes, and opening her wide mouth, pouting her thin lips, her throat emitting the sounds she couldn’t help but make when she imagined herself sucking a big cock: “Mmm~!… Mmm~~!!”

“Kimberly! Beautiful! Now open your legs!… Mmm! Right, let the camera capture you with your pantyhose all wet!…” Johnny urged. [Click!] Sitting on the edge of the bed

, Xiaoqing's legs bent and spread apart, her body clad only in a close-fitting undergarment, her slender and delicate curves appeared particularly pitiful in front of the man and his camera. But precisely because her belly and buttocks, tightly encased in pantyhose and briefs, were still relatively full and round,

they contrasted sharply with the angularity and bony figure of the rest of her body, making her appear extremely alluring and striking.

Moreover, at this moment, between Xiaoqing's open legs, the dark flesh-colored pantyhose, already soaked with vaginal fluid, clearly reflected a large wet patch on her swollen vulva

. How could this not make the man's already quite large penis swell even more and swell even larger? Johnny snapped photos of Xiaoqing's voluptuous figure, left and right. Xiaoqing's alluring eyes glanced at the bulge in his underwear, and she couldn't help but rub her buttocks against the edge of the bed, her continuous moans punctuated by bursts of panting.

"Sweetheart! If you get excited, put both feet on the bed, spread your legs, and rub your wet spot. Let me admire your sexy masturbation, and your desperate look when you can't hold back anymore and want a man to take off your pants and fill you with his big thing!..."

[Snap! Snap!]

"Ah~!...Ah~~!!...Baby, baby!...I've done anything for you!

...I'm willing to do anything as long as you like it! Baby, do you like it? Do you like me!?"

Xiaoqing half-closed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the man with an even more urgent and seductive look. One of her small hands hurriedly rubbed between her wide-open, bent legs, at the spot where her pantyhose were almost transparent from being soaked with her juices. Using her legs braced against the bed, Xiaoqing lifted her buttocks high, spinning around and around.

Johnny quickly pressed the shutter. "Of course I like it! Kimberly!... Shake your butt!..."

The music that had been playing on the stereo, with its Arabic feel, had somehow changed to an African folk music style, with bursts of drumming and a mix of male and female screams and growls; it filled Xiaoqing's ears with a primal mood and a strong sense of urgency, striking her heart; making her feel completely disoriented!

Xiaoqing felt an increasingly unbearable need burning within her, emanating from between her legs. She longed to be filled by a huge rod; to be forcefully thrust into her body, to be driven into a state of chaos and confusion by its continuous and rapid thrusting; to let that thick, wooden-like penis, like a pestle and mortar, relentlessly pound, grind, and churn against her "container" as a woman. In her frenzy, Xiaoqing seemed to enthusiastically respond to the man's movements, violently twisting her hips. Through her pantyhose, she could feel the slippery black satin bedsheet, which only fueled her growing excitement and urgency! ...

[Snap! Snap!]

"Ah!...Baby, I...I can't take it anymore! I'm about to...come!...Ah!

God! Don't make me wait any longer, don't let me suffer like this any longer!...Baby, take off my pants!...Take me naked, love me!... " Yang Xiaoqing cried out. One hand was already so anxious that it had pulled her bra down to her nipple, her fingers digging and pinching at her grape-sized nipple. ……

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