Flower in a Sea of Sin (7)

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(VII)
At the beginning, the two were not yet skilled in this position, and could only cooperate with gentle twists and slow thrusts. After a while, their desire rose again. Due to the lust of the man and woman, the speed of the thrusting of the penis and the swaying of the buttocks gradually became more urgent, and Xiangping's moans gradually became louder.
"Ah...ah...big penis brother...hum...um...my pussy is so beautiful...so beautiful...um...brother...your penis...so thick...um...my pussy...is being fucked...so numb...so itchy...so comfortable...hum..."

Xiangping's cheeks were flushed from being fucked by the big penis, her expression was wanton, and she moaned continuously. The wetness in her vagina was pleasurable, and streams of vaginal fluid flowed out like surging waves, pressing against the big penis and wetting Zhou Ping's pubic hair. She felt that her vagina was very lubricated, and Zhou Ping's buttocks moved more violently, and his labia opened and closed, making a "sizzle! sizzle!" sound.

"Brother...brother...hum...sister feels so...so good...oh...your cock is so deep...mmm...big cock son...my legs are sore...ouch...it's inside...my uterus...sister has...no strength left...hum...uh..."

Xiangping tightly hugged Zhou Ping's neck with both hands, her right foot on the ground, her left foot held up by his right hand, her snow-white flesh pressed tightly against her ear by Zhou Ping's strong body. Her plump and full vagina was being constantly pounded by his big cock, the vaginal walls were being rubbed by his thick and hard cock, and her clitoris was being rapidly pounded by the large glans, like raindrops, making her feel like she was in heaven, beautiful to the point of ecstasy.

"ouch...Ping...darling...I have no strength left...ouch...your big cock is hitting...my clitoris again...uh...you're so bad...oh...hum..."
Standing on one leg was really too much for the pampered Xiangping. Every time her right leg went weak and her knee bent forward, her body sank downwards, her flower core was pushed so hard that her whole body went numb, she couldn't help but tremble, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, her small mouth opened wide, and she cried out incessantly.

Seeing her unbearable thirst, Zhou Ping seemed to feel the satisfaction of a conqueror. So, he reached out and forcefully lifted Xiang Ping's jade feet off the ground. At this moment, Xiang Ping was like a mother monkey climbing a tree, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, her two pink legs tightly hooked around Zhou Ping's waist, her tender and smooth body tightly wrapped around Zhou Ping's body. His thick and long penis stood high, inserted directly into her vagina. Zhou Ping's strong arms held her smooth and tender jade buttocks, and his legs stood firmly on the ground.

"Oh...brother...good husband...this position...it's killing me...hum...thrust...oh...big cock...oh...hum..."
Already aroused, Xiangping was further stimulated by his special position and strong cock, becoming even more wanton and seductive, her plump buttocks swaying up and down incessantly.
Because of Xiangping's delicate nature, each powerful downward thrust of her buttocks caused the large glans to press deep into her uterus, making her face flush even redder, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her, a blissful sensation that penetrated to her very bones.
"Oh...good...so good...so good...oh...I feel so good...so beautiful...oh...faster...faster...I can't hold back anymore...hum...um..."
Seeing that Xiangping seemed about to climax again, Zhou Ping quickly embraced her delicate body and turned to walk towards the edge of the bed.
Reaching the bedside, he bent down, pressing his upper body against Xiangping's, lifting her plump buttocks high into the air, and began thrusting vigorously. And the large glans was pressing against the center of her vagina, grinding, rubbing, and rotating violently.
"Ugh... such a big cock... dear husband... little sister... I'm so happy... hmph... ah... my clitoris is being rubbed so hard... oh... oh... I'm so happy... ah... ah..."
The large glans thrusting against her clitoris, the large cock thrusting hard into her vagina. All of this made Xiangping extremely enjoy it. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and she kept twisting from side to side, panting heavily, her hands tightly gripping the sheets as if she wanted to tear them apart. That kind of seemingly unbearable yet charmingly seductive state made one's lust surge and one's soul fly to the heavens.

Suddenly...
"Ouch... brother... hmph... ugh... sister can't... can't take it anymore... ugh... faster... faster thrust harder... ouch... ouch... I'm going to cum... ah... I'm cumming... cumming... ugh... brother... ah ah... ah..." Unable to withstand a deadly stimulation, Xiangping screamed a sharp sound like a pig being slaughtered.

Her whole body convulsed in spasms, her uterus contracted strongly, and waves of scalding vaginal fluid gushed out.
Stimulated by the thick, hot vaginal fluid, Zhou Ping felt a tingling numbness in his lower back. He struggled a few more times, his glans went numb, his lower back contracted, and a gush of hot semen shot out from his glans, shooting deep into Xiang Ping's core, causing her to moan repeatedly, her whole body going limp.

"Oh...oh...brother...you...came too...oh...um...so hot...so strong...um...hum..."
After a period of intense pleasure, both were exhausted. Zhou Ping quickly got up, and after cleaning up, Xiang Ping, having been with two men, fell asleep, exhausted.
Zhou Ping wanted to go for a second round, but seeing that Xiang Ping was too tired to speak, he got out of bed, left the bedroom, and returned to his own room to rest.
The rainy season had long since passed under the warm sunshine. It was the height of May, a vibrant and energetic month.
Since Zhou Ping's successive sexual encounters with his stepmother and sister, he had been able to satisfy his sexual desires and feel a sense of heroism in bed, releasing years of pent-up frustration. However, due to their mother-son relationship, Zhou Ping always held Xiang Ping in awe, and because of his father, he dared not act rashly.

Although Xiang Ping, after her intimate encounter with Zhou Ping, had tasted his youthful vitality and boundless energy, and had become obsessed with him, Zhou Ping often politely refused her. He still had his sister, Qianru, and he dared not face public criticism, especially regarding his incestuous relationship with his mother.

Today, it was another scorching hot day.
Zhou Ping, a student with nothing to do, habitually went to the First Café. As he entered, Lin Youxiang greeted him with a welcoming smile.
"I've been waiting for you, knowing you'd come today!"
Lin Youxiang was a man in his thirties with earthy skin and a thin face. He was a regular at this café.
This café, with its reasonable prices, elegant decor, and soft atmosphere, often attracted intellectuals who would quietly contemplate and listen to light music. So, on several occasions when the café was crowded, Zhou Ping and Lin Youxiang sat at the same table and got to know each other.

After exchanging names, he introduced himself as a painter, which Zhou Ping readily believed when he saw the ink stains on his fingernails. After a few pleasant conversations at the same table, Zhou Ping and Lin Youxiang became fast friends. From then on, because Lin Youxiang was slightly older, Zhou Ping addressed him as "Big Brother."

"Hi! Big Brother Lin, long time no see!"
Zhou Ping greeted Lin Youxiang immediately upon seeing him, pulling out the chair from their table and sitting down.
"Brother Lin, you were waiting for me. Is there something you need?"
"Nothing much, really. I was just feeling down today, so I came out for a walk by myself. I've been sitting here idly for half the day, and then I suddenly remembered that you don't have class today, so I figured you'd come. That's why I was waiting for you here..."
Zhou Ping thought about it and realized that he had indeed told him that he didn't have class on Wednesdays and spent most of his time at this cafe.
"Brother Lin, how many paintings have you finished recently?"
"I just finished two. Now that I'm done with that, I have some free time and want to rest for a while before painting again."
Zhou Ping and Lin Youxiang chatted like this, talking about all sorts of random things for a while, until the sounds of horns and cars outside gradually grew louder. It was already past six o'clock; the sky was darkening, but the neon lights along the streets illuminated the road with a dazzling array of colors. The crowds of people leaving work were increasing, everyone rushing to get home to their warm homes.

Lin Youxiang glanced at his watch on his left wrist and saw it was sealed with Zhou Ping's name. "Zhou Ping, it's getting dark. Let's go out for dinner together!"
"Okay!"
Zhou Ping thought to himself that going home so early would mean Qianru would have to work overtime, and facing a stern father and a promiscuous mother at home would make him uncomfortable, so he readily agreed.
Lin Youxiang stood up, paid the bill at the counter, and then put his arm around Zhou Ping's shoulder. The two walked happily out of the coffee shop towards the Brothers Hotel.
Along the way, they chatted intimately, Lin Youxiang treating Zhou Ping with the warmth of a brother.
Entering the grand hotel, they went up to the second floor and arrived at the restaurant. The two sat down at a table near the stage, casually ordered a few dishes, and also a bottle of No. 2 whiskey. The waiter brought the food, and Lin Youxiang and Zhou Ping sat down to drink and eat.

"Zhou Ping! Have you ever had any experience touching a woman's skin?" Lin Youxiang suddenly asked a strange question.
Zhou Ping was stunned. He had already had sexual relations with two women, one his sister and the other his mother. Although they weren't related by blood, the established relationship couldn't be erased.
After a moment of hesitation, he stammered, unable to speak, and could only lower his head, pretending to look at his watch.
"Oh, it's 9:30!"
"Ha! Ha! Drinking and wasting time, almost made me late."
Lin Youxiang laughed loudly, also glancing at his watch, his face showing an expression as if he had suddenly remembered something he hadn't done.
"Brother Lin! What did you miss?" Zhou Ping, seeing his flustered expression, quickly asked with concern.
"Zhou Ping, to be honest, I have a girlfriend who's also a painter. We often collaborate on paintings, and she sells them—they're quite popular!" Lin Youxiang said proudly, a delighted expression on his face.
Zhou Ping, however, was puzzled. If their paintings were so popular, how could they be unknown?
"We get along very well at our desks, so..."
"So what?!" Zhou Ping asked impatiently when Lin Youxiang hesitated.
"So, naturally, we ended up in bed together! Tonight is our perfect night for a rendezvous!" Lin Youxiang said, his face slightly flushed.
"Then, please go ahead. I just wanted to see your work. Since it's not possible today, we can do it another day!"
"No! Let me finish. My girlfriend, her name is Fangzi, she's a Japanese woman, twenty-three years old. Although her appearance is average, her skin is smooth and round, her curves are exquisite, she's quite attractive."
Hearing him say this, Zhou Ping felt it was getting increasingly absurd and quickly interjected, "Brother Lin! Are you drunk? She's your girlfriend, even if she's attractive, why tell me?"
"No! Zhou Ping, there's more to this! Fangzi is very trendy and daring. She often loves the 'two horses at the same time' position in bed, and over time it's become an addiction; she can't enjoy anything else."
Lin Youxiang picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and continued, "She repeatedly told me that whenever we meet, I must bring an assistant! I think you're very suitable, and we get along very well, so I'd like to ask you for help. Actually, you can also enjoy this unusual experience, so why not? Fangzi might have some leftover paper on hand, you can take a look too!"

"Hey! Brother Lin! You've been talking for so long, and I still don't know what 'two horses at the same time' means?"
"Two horses at the same time means two men serving one woman at the same time!"
Zhou Ping was a man with sexual experience, and after a little thought, he immediately understood what it meant, but hearing this for the first time, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "How can this be?"
"Ha! Ha! Zhou Ping, don't worry, if I say it's okay, then it's okay."
"Brother Lin! 'Two horses on the same stake' is a new term you invented, isn't it?" Zhou Ping felt the name was a bit inappropriate, so he asked again.
"I didn't invent it. This term 'two horses on the same stake' is already recorded in ancient books."
"Ancient books? Then why haven't I read them?"
Zhou Ping thought to himself, "I'm already a senior in college. If Lin Youxiang is talking about ancient books, why haven't I read them?" He was suspicious.
"Ha! Zhou Ping! Don't be unconvinced. The ancient books I mentioned aren't ours, but products of Japan." Seeing his suspicious expression, Lin Youxiang laughed and continued.
But after hearing him say that, Zhou Ping understood a little. Fangzi was a Japanese woman, so the term "two horses on the same stake" was something Fangzi told him.
"Oh! Brother Lin, did Fangzi tell you?"
"Yes! She said that during the Edo period in Japan, Lady Hishikawa, the wife of the lord of An'o County, was also fond of this. One night, the lord discovered her and killed the adulterer who was attacking her in front of her. A monk who was attacking her from behind took the opportunity to escape. It is recorded in history that this position was very popular at that time, so the name 'two horses on the same stake' has long been classic."

"Oh...oh...yes...yes..."
Zhou Ping was young and very curious. Listening to Lin Youxiang's eloquent description, his heart was pounding like a deer, and his blood was rushing through his body. He had a feeling of impulse.
Knowing that he was already tempted, Lin Youxiang urged Zhou Ping, "Let's go, it's good to see the world!"
As he spoke, Lin Youxiang pulled Zhou Ping away from the hotel, hailed a taxi, and Zhou Ping reluctantly followed Lin Youxiang into the car.
The taxi sped towards a hotel on the outskirts of Taipei. Upon arriving at the hotel, after paying the bill and getting out of the car, Lin Youxiang, as if he knew the way well, held Zhou Ping's arm as if afraid he would run away, and led him straight to the ninth floor.

Reaching room 907, Lin Youxiang pressed the doorbell. "Ding-dong!" A sweet, womanly voice came from inside: "Who is it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping felt a mix of nervousness and excitement, his palms sweating profusely.
After all, Zhou Ping was still a young man, lacking Lin Youxiang's experience and maturity. And now, he was there to "help out," and the thought of doing this in front of others, enjoying a woman with another man, was truly unsettling… Zhou Ping thought anxiously. Before he could finish his thought, the door opened.

"Darling! It's you! Come in!"
The woman who opened the door, seeing Lin Youxiang and Zhou Ping, quickly stepped back, waving her hand in welcome, while her alluring eyes fixed on Zhou Ping.
Lin Youxiang turned back and smiled at Zhou Ping, winking at him, and said, "Zhou Ping, come in!"
The two then entered the room, where Fangzi invited them to sit on the sofa and brought out two cups of coffee.
Just as Lin Youxiang had said, Fangzi's appearance was only average, but her fair and rosy body, her firm breasts encased in a bathrobe, her incredibly slender waist, her plump buttocks, and her long, white thighs...
a very alluring and seductive woman, she couldn't help but captivate Zhou Ping's heart.
"Fangzi, let me introduce you. This is my assistant who's with me tonight, Zhou Ping."
"Hello, Mr. Zhou." Fangzi, knowing Zhou Ping was there to cover the rear, gave him flirtatious glances with her watery eyes, smiling and nodding tenderly.
"Do you have any paintings left? Let Zhou Ping take a look,"
Lin Youxiang said, taking out two cigarettes and offering one to Zhou Ping.
Fangzi then took a booklet from her bag and placed it on the table in front of Zhou Ping: "Only one booklet left. Because of its high price, it hasn't sold. Mr. Zhou, please take a look."
Zhou Ping puffed on his cigarette as he opened the booklet, becoming completely engrossed. Every page and every picture depicted various positions of male and female intercourse. The expressions of the figures in this erotic picture book were all vivid and lifelike.

Only now did Zhou Ping realize that these two were not genuine painters, but rather erotic artists.
Just as Zhou Ping was engrossed in looking at those erotic picture books, Lin Youxiang and Fangzi went to the bathroom together for a shower.
The vivid pictures were incredibly realistic; everything from large penises to plump vulvas was depicted with such lifelike realism. Especially the alluring women in the pictures, their intoxicated and wanton expressions, fueled Zhou Ping's fantasies and aroused his lust.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Ping had looked at the pictures again and again, completely captivated, when he suddenly heard Lin Youxiang's voice: "Zhou Ping, that's enough! Stop looking! What's the point of looking at those pictures for pleasure when there are real women around?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ping seemed to wake from a dream, seeing Lin Youxiang, having finished his shower, wearing only underwear, embracing Fangzi, who was wearing a bathrobe, as they walked out of the bathroom towards him.
"Um! Okay...okay..." Zhou Ping responded shyly, his face flushed.
Seeing Zhou Ping's embarrassed expression, the alluring Fangzi couldn't help but let out a wanton laugh: "Hehe!" This made Zhou Ping quickly close the sketchbook and place it on the table, his handsome face flushed red, and he lowered his head even further.
"Alright! Zhou Ping, go take a shower too, we're waiting for you."
Lin Youxiang knew this was the first time he'd encountered such a situation; after all, he was still a student, easily embarrassed, and couldn't bear to see Zhou Ping so flustered. So he told Zhou Ping to go take a shower.
Hearing Brother Lin's words, Zhou Ping sheepishly went into the bathroom and quickly closed the door.
Standing in the bathroom, he felt the room's decor was very high-class, which made him feel more comfortable. He quickly took a deep breath to calm his impulsive and shy emotions.
After taking a comfortable shower, Zhou Ping put his underwear back on. As Zhou Ping was about to put his clothes back on, he remembered that Lin Youxiang had left looking like that. Emboldened, he decided against dressing properly and simply walked out of the room, clothes in hand.

Stepping out of the bathroom, the sight of Lin Youxiang and Fangzi on the bed left him speechless and stunned.
Lin Youxiang was kneeling between Fangzi's legs, his head bowed, mouth wide open, his long tongue gently swirling, sucking, and licking at Fangzi's rosy, glistening, tender clitoris, labia, and vulva…

Fangzi lay on her back, her smooth, soft body exposed, her breasts round and full. Snow-white and full, the two cherries on top were slightly upturned, the pink areolas so alluring against the white flesh, stimulating the man's lust.

Looking down, past her slender waist and smooth abdomen, down to her inner thighs, a tuft of glossy black pubic hair grew on her rounded mons pubis. Her two plump, shapely legs were spread wide, and Lin Youxiang's head was resting on them.

Lin Youxiang's sucking made Fangzi feel like insects were crawling all over her body, her whole body throbbing restlessly, her face flushed as she swayed from side to side, seemingly in a state of unbearable itching. Zhou Ping felt a surge of lust watching this, and he secretly swallowed his saliva.
He walked out of the bathroom, but Lin Youxiang and Fangzi didn't notice, preoccupied with Wang Qian's enjoyment.
After watching for a while, Zhou Ping's lust intensified. His penis, stimulated by the hot and sensual scene before him, became erect, slowly engorged with blood, and grew hard and thick.
"You...you guys..." Zhou Ping couldn't bear this arousing sight, and he stammered, as if something was stuck in his throat.
Youxiang and Fangzi, who were lost in ecstasy on the bed, enjoying the gush of fluids flowing from her vagina, their bodies limp and weak, were awakened by his voice. But Youxiang didn't stop, nor did he turn to look at Zhou Ping; his mouth remained on her vagina, sucking and licking…

Fangzi finally opened her alluring eyes, meeting Zhou Ping's gaze.
"Zhou Ping… come on… take off your panties… get on the bed…"
a sweet voice rang out, and Zhou Ping quickly took off his panties, letting his erect penis breathe some fresh air. Once the pants were off, an enormous penis, already hard as a giant flashlight, was presented before the wanton Fangzi.

Fangzi couldn't help but tremble, secretly praising, "Ah! What a big penis!"
In fact, Lin Youxiang's penis was already thick and long enough, but compared to Zhou Ping's, it paled in comparison. Zhou Ping's penis was truly terrifying. To be conservative, it was about nine inches long and as thick as the handle of a baseball bat. The glans was a bright red, like a duck egg, with deep ridges, resembling a tiger's penis.

Fangzi felt weak all over at the sight, and her heart stirred with desire. She thought that if it were inserted into her anus later, she would surely burst from the swelling. But such a thick and long penis was something she had never seen before, and it would be a pity not to enjoy it.
Her two watery, seductive eyes stared at his hard, thick, extra-large member, and a blush rose on her face. She forgot that Youxiang was licking her vulva. Fangzi, with her beautiful eyes and a shy face, beckoned to him and said, "Mr. Zhou... come on... let me suck your big penis and make you feel good, feel good..."

Hearing that she wanted to taste his penis, Zhou Ping quickly climbed onto the bed. He knelt on the bed, making Fangzi's pink face face his large penis.
Fangzi deliberately gave him a flirtatious wink, then sat up, supporting herself on the bed with her left hand, and reached out her right hand to grasp his penis, thrusting it hard a few times.
Zhou Ping was aroused, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
Fangzi had intended to flaunt her beauty, praising Zhou Ping's magnificent and intimidating penis. However, Youxiang was currently sucking on her wet, tender vagina, and to avoid hurting his pride, Fangzi swallowed her words. Instead, she used her nimble little hand to tightly grip Zhou Ping's penis, her flirtatious eyes lightly glancing at him, giving him a suggestive, lewd smile as a testament to her deepest affection. This made Zhou Ping's blood boil even more; his already swollen penis, further hardened by her tight grip, bulged with veins, like a thick water snake writhing in her small hand.

Fangzi watched, her heart itching, and she gripped his penis tightly, bringing her fragrant lips to gently suck on the glistening red head. Her cherry lips parted slightly as she took the hard, large penis into her mouth, holding it tightly, and began to stroke it up and down.

Fangzi had a naturally small, cherry-like mouth, and the thick penis in her mouth gave her a strange pleasure—warm, soft, and incredibly comfortable.
Zhou Ping was stimulated until his whole body went numb, and he reached out and grasped her two firm, smooth breasts, kneading them passionately.
The three of them played this erotic game in turn, and the entire suite was filled with the atmosphere of spring. The passion between the two men and the woman ignited rapidly like dry tinder... burning so intensely that none of the three could bear it.
Unable to resist his lust, Lin Youxiang quickly stood up, knelt below Fangzi, lifted her legs with both hands, and, with his large penis erect, aimed at her wet opening. With a thrust of his hips, "Swoosh!" his penis slid in completely, and he began to thrust vigorously.

"Ugh...ugh...hum..."
Fangzi's vagina, with the penis inside, seemed to want to moan as Youxiang thrust into her hard. However, with an extra-large penis in her mouth, her cheeks were swollen and numb, and she couldn't make a sound, only letting out muffled groans.

"Oh...ugh...mmm...ugh..."
Youxiang knew that Fangzi was an incredibly wanton woman, usually extremely seductive, and that even with his own energy, he was often driven to ejaculation by her, leaving him weak and limp. To vent the humiliation he had suffered at her hands, and fueled by Zhou Ping's prowess today, Lin Youxiang, driven by the mentality of "a gentleman will not leave this grudge unavenged," gripped Fangzi's legs tightly. His large penis, as if entering an empty space, began to thrust and pump relentlessly, each stroke going all the way to the hilt. He would occasionally press the head of his penis against the most sensitive spot deep within her vagina, his buttocks grinding and rubbing against it forcefully. This aroused Fangzi, causing her to gush with lust, her vagina throbbing wildly. Her round, plump buttocks arched back and forth, twisting and turning wildly.

"Ugh! Ugh... um... hmph... um... um..." Fangzi gasped, her face flushed with desire.
Zhou Ping's large penis was inside Fangzi's fragrant lips, and before her eyes was a vivid scene of eroticism. Youxiang's large penis, thrusting with deadly force, made Fangzi's body tremble, her slender waist twist wildly, and her plump, protruding vagina thrust forward forcefully.

This lewd posture made Zhou Ping's eyes burn with lust. Unable to resist the temptation of Fangzi's beautiful body, Zhou Ping quickly grabbed Fangzi's pink nipples with both hands, pulled his buttocks back, and pulled his extra-large penis out of her mouth, with saliva dripping from the corners of Fangzi's mouth.

"Brother Lin! I want to have my ass inserted too..." Zhou Ping said to Lin Youxiang, who was busy inserting his penis into her anus.
Fangzi, her body limp, gasped and begged when she heard that an extra-large penis was going to be inserted into her anus, "Oh... Mr. Zhou... no... no... your penis... is too thick... too long... please... insert it into my cunt... let... let... Youxiang insert it into my anus... um..."

Although it wasn't the first time Fangzi's anus had been penetrated by a penis, Zhou Ping's penis was truly terrifying. She thought that if it were really inserted, that would be...
"Zhou Ping, ignore this slut's moans..."
Such a soft plea did not move Youxiang at all. He urged Zhou Ping, "Don't worry that this slut can't handle it. She wishes that a man would insert it into her anus every day. Hurry! I'll prepare the position first. Zhou Ping, just insert it whenever you see her anus."

After saying that, Youxiang bent down, his two strong arms tightly wrapped around Fangzi, and forcefully flipped her over. Fangzi's cunt was now on top of Youxiang.
But Youxiang's penis continued to thrust and pound wildly, her tender anus being pulled open and exposed. Zhou Ping no longer cared about Fangzi's life or death. He turned around and knelt behind the two of them, looking at Fangzi's snow-white and plump buttocks. He reached out and gently stroked her buttocks, finding them very smooth and soft.

Fangzi trembled with fear at Zhou Ping's touch. Her body was being held by Youxiang, and she couldn't break free. She could only twist her pink buttocks this way and that, her small mouth softly uttering, "Ugh... Oh... Mr. Zhou... Please... Don't insert it into her anus... As long as... you don't insert it... I'll make you feel good enough... Humph... Please..."

"Zhou Ping... Don't listen to her... Insert it quickly... Quickly apply the ointment... Insert it into her anus..."
One person urged, while the other pleaded, leaving Zhou Ping in a dilemma, not knowing what to do. Just as he was hesitating...
"Zhou Ping... Hurry up... Haven't you never inserted it into a woman's anus before?... This is a rare opportunity... What are you still hesitating for..." Lin Youxiang's words reminded him of his dream.
Looking at Fangzi's alluring, fleshy body, her white and tender buttocks, Zhou Ping was truly captivated. He made up his mind, using the Vaseline ointment Lin Youxiang had prepared beforehand. He scooped out a handful, smeared it on his palm, and then spread it on his penis. His entire large penis became greasy and slippery, truly resembling a large water snake. He then scooped out another handful of ointment and applied it to Fangzi's narrow anus.

With just that gentle application, Fangzi trembled with tension, her slender waist swaying violently, her buttocks shaking uncontrollably. In a moment of panic, she cried out, "No...please...Mr. Zhou...no...big-cocked husband...don't insert...sister...can't...no..."

Before Fangzi could finish her lewd cries, Zhou Ping had already decided to mount her. He grasped the thick, hard penis with his right hand: the glans was right at the anus, and he gently rubbed it left and right, up and down.
Fangzi was now finding it hard to bear. With Youxiang's penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, the glans scraping against her vaginal walls, making her feel both numb and incredibly pleasurable. Now, Zhou Ping's mushroom-shaped glans was rubbing incessantly against her anus, making Fangzi feel so good she was almost out of her mind. Her whole body trembled violently, and she cried out, "Oh... my two dear brothers... mmm... oh... it feels so good... it's killing my little hole... hmph... my buttocks are so itchy... oh... so good... ah..."

Fangzi's narrow anus had long harbored a fetish for being penetrated by large penises, and now, with the round, large glans rubbing, grinding, and rotating on it, she could hardly control herself.
The itching in her anus not only seeped into her heart but also into the depths of her uterus, spreading throughout her entire body, making her extremely uncomfortable. Fangzi's alluring eyes were half-closed, almost reduced to slits, her breathing was heavy, her small mouth made continuous moaning sounds, her whole body was burning hot, and her jade-like body writhed wildly. A wave of unprecedented beauty washed over her.

"Ah! Mmm... Good... Good... Brother... You're doing it so well... Sister... It's so itchy... So comfortable... Mmm... Mmm..."
Lying beneath her, Youxiang clung tightly to Fangzi, his buttocks thrusting upwards, his large penis pumping in and out of her trembling, red vulva.
Zhou Ping, kneeling behind Fangzi, also pressed down on her snow-white buttocks. After rubbing his glans against her anus for a while, her little anus was incredibly slippery. So, he straightened his body, aimed his glans at her anus, and thrust his hips forward with all his might.
"Mmm... Mmm... Brother Zhou... Hmph... Your big glans is inside... My little anus... Mmm... It's so full... Oh... My little hole is so beautiful... Mmm... Sister is going to die..."
After Zhou Ping pushed his large glans into her tight anus, to ease Fangzi's pain, he dared not thrust his penis any further, only swaying his buttocks from side to side, his glans gently poking and rotating at the opening of her anus.
The fiery stimulation from both ends aroused Fangzi even more, and she twisted and swayed her buttocks wildly, her whole body tightly wrapped around Youxiang, her hands constantly pounding the bed, her little mouth constantly moaning: "Mmm... dear man... so comfortable... brother... sister is going to die... mmm... hum... good cock husband... fucking little sister to death... darling... oh... brother... hum... stop... can't fuck anymore..."

Lin Youxiang saw that Fangzi had reached the extreme of lust and knew that she was about to lose herself. He held Fangzi's buttocks tightly, pressing down hard, his buttocks moving like a motor, thrusting his penis in and out, urging Zhou Ping, "Hmph... Zhou Ping... hurry... this little... little slut is about to cum... let's... fuck this cunt to death together... hmph... hmph... hurry..."

Only then did Zhou Ping perk up, slowly thrusting his buttocks forward, his extra-large penis gradually being pushed into her anus, slowly inch by inch, until finally his big meat stick was fully inserted into her fragrant anus.
After the large penis was inserted into the tight anus, Zhou Ping began to sway his hips from side to side, causing the jade stem to rub and rotate against the walls of the anus. This caused Fangzi's body to spasm, feeling as if her vagina and anus were being penetrated by two large penises at the same time. Her anus, in particular, was stretched and burned, a sensation that was both sore and painful, indescribable. She also reached out and reached behind her to stroke Zhou Ping's thighs, while her small mouth kept moaning: "Ugh... dear penis brother... oh oh... I'm going to be... be fucked to death by you... oh oh... sister can't... can't take it anymore... hmph... oh..."

Lin Youxiang and Zhou Ping worked together seamlessly, thrusting and twisting in rhythm. Fangzi closed her eyes, her beautiful body writhing wildly, her white and tender pink buttocks rotating from side to side.
A plump vulva was being penetrated by Lin Youxiang's penis, the bright red flesh of her vagina turning inside out and out. Meanwhile, Zhou Ping's massive penis was pounding and twisting her fleshy buttocks wildly. Fangzi was being fucked by these two strong men until her body went limp. The fiery stimulation made her moan incessantly:
"Brother...dear...dear husband...ah...it's so beautiful...ouch...my little hole...is being pushed...uh...I'm going to die...darling...hum..."
After Zhou Ping and Lin Youxiang had thrust in and out more than fifty times simultaneously, Fangzi's moans deepened. At the same time, her swaying body slowly slowed down, her eyes becoming languid, her lips parted in desire, and her forehead glistening with fragrant sweat.
The experienced Lin Youxiang knew that Fangzi was close to climaxing, so he hurriedly shouted, "Zhou Ping! Hurry...make her cum...hurry...hurry..."
Therefore, Zhou Ping's buttocks twisted even faster, coordinating with Lin Youxiang's thrusting movements, wildly pounding Fangzi's anus.
Soon, Fangzi was exhausted, her limbs weak, her body drenched in cold sweat, her eyes tightly closed, and her juices flowing freely. Suddenly, she felt a piercing itch, and a gush of vaginal fluid gushed from her cervix. She cried out, "Oh...oh...I...I've given myself to you...uh...my little hole is...it's being fucked to death...
ah...ah..."
With that cry, a chilling, sudden itch struck her like a bolt from the blue. Fangzi's hair was disheveled, her eyes rolled back, her body trembled uncontrollably, white foam dripped from her mouth, and she fainted, unconscious.
After she fell, her white, tender body pressed against Lin Youxiang's.
Seeing Fangzi faint from pleasure, he felt a release of years of pent-up resentment. In his euphoria and relaxation, his penis trembled uncontrollably. He felt a tingling, itchy sensation on his glans, and as his pores relaxed, thick semen rushed towards her core with the throbbing of his glans.

After ejaculating, Lin Youxiang, exhausted from exercise and due to excessive sexual activity, felt drowsy and numb all over. He hurriedly asked, "Zhou Ping...did you...did you ejaculate...?"
Lin Youxiang's question stunned Zhou Ping. He saw Fangzi's body tremble before she fainted. The penis in his anus and Lin Youxiang's penis inside his vagina were separated only by a thin layer of flesh; when Lin Youxiang ejaculated, his penis twitched violently, which Zhou Ping could feel. However, after their pleasurable climax, only he remained energetic, his penis still as hard as ever.

Zhou Ping found it hard to describe his feelings, only managing mumbled responses like, "Um...I...I...haven't..."
Lin Youxiang, however, paid no attention to his little brother. He quickly climbed out from under Fangzi, lazily lying down beside her delicate body, and turned to say, "Then, hurry up and do it a few times, and after you've ejaculated, go to sleep early!" After saying that, Lin Youxiang fell into a deep sleep.

Of the three, only Zhou Ping remained awake, and he felt very uncomfortable. Lin Youxiang and Fangzi had both enjoyed themselves, while he was the only one feeling resentful, which felt like a bad friend. So, he pulled out his penis, lay down beside Fangzi, and unknowingly fell asleep as well.

The next day, when the glaring sunlight streamed into the room, Zhou Ping was jolted awake from his sleep...
He opened his eyes to find the large Simmons bed warm and soft, but Lin Youxiang and Fangzi were nowhere to be seen.
"Huh! Am I dreaming? No way! I still remember the three of them having a wild night, that exciting and sensual scene is still fresh in my mind..."
"Besides, I'm in a hotel, not my own home, so it must be real! Where are Brother Lin and his girlfriend Fangzi?"
Zhou Ping lay on the bed, thinking groggily for a while, then called out, "Brother Lin! Brother Lin..."
The luxurious suite remained silent after Zhou Ping's calls. Now, Zhou Ping was wide awake and began to panic. He called out again, "Fangzi! Fangzi..."
There was still no response from the room; in fact, he was alone. Zhou Ping jumped out of bed, went to the bathroom, and searched the living room several times, but still couldn't find Lin Youxiang and Fangzi, which puzzled him.
"Strange? Where did they go?... Oh dear! Could it be..." He seemed to remember something, and his face paled as he rushed back to the bedroom.
Seeing the clothes he'd left in the closet the night before, Zhou Ping quickly reached into the back pocket of his pants, pulled out his wallet, and opened it . He froze...
About four thousand yuan in cash had vanished in the blink of an eye. The usually composed Zhou Ping was now like a cat on a hot tin roof. He quickly picked up the phone, dialed a number, and after connecting to the front desk, he blurted out, "Hello! Switchboard! This is room 907, may I ask..."

Before he could finish, a female attendant answered, "Mr. Zhou, your two friends left early at dawn. He asked us not to disturb you so you could sleep peacefully."
Hearing this, Zhou Ping realized he'd been scammed.
Ashamed to speak up, he hung up, went back to his bedroom, lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, puzzled.
Thinking about how he hadn't even had enough fun the night before, and then lost over four thousand yuan, he felt even more angry. But there were other things to think about later. The hotel rent was still unpaid, and he was penniless, without even enough money for the bus fare home – that was the real headache.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Ping realized that the only solution was to contact his family and ask them to send some money. However, another problem arose. He couldn't easily tell his parents about this. What should he do?
"That's it! Call Qianru!"
Zhou Ping suddenly felt like he'd found a savior. He jumped out of bed, ran to the living room, grabbed the phone, and dialed Qianru's company number.
The person who answered was indeed Qianru.
"Hello, is this Qianru? This is Zhou Ping, in room 903 of the Grand Hotel in the suburbs..."
Zhou Ping continued before Qianru could ask a question, "Sister, hurry up and bring me the money, don't let Mom and Dad know!"
"Why do you need money?"
"Don't ask so many questions, just bring the money."
"Um... how much do you need?"
"I need two thousand yuan, please bring it quickly, okay?"
"Okay, I'll be right there."
The phone hung up, and Zhou Ping thought, the problem is finally solved. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and happily took a shower in the bathroom.
After showering, Zhou Ping came out of the bathroom wearing only his underwear, lay down on the bed, wanting to rest, but despite his happy mood, he couldn't sleep, and his mind wandered.
"Two horses on the same stake is so dirty, how come women throughout history have been so obsessed with it? It's a bit unbelievable!"
Thinking of last night's events and the deception that unfolded the moment he woke up this morning, Zhou Ping was filled with resentment. He resolved never to try it again.
As he pondered, the images of Xiangping and her daughter Qianru surfaced in his mind. His mother, Xiangping, was alluring and seductive, her delicate skin dripping with moisture, her flirtatious manner and her bedroom skills that drove men to ecstasy—all things he found hard to resist. But for his father, Zhou Youshan, this abnormal relationship shouldn't continue.

And his sister, Qianru? In the prime of her youth, her body, smooth and flawless like alabaster, possessed a youthful charm, radiating the freshness of a spring morning, captivating all who saw her. If he could spend his days in pleasure with Qianru, both being young, it would be quite suitable.

Zhou Ping pondered, when suddenly he heard a soft knock at the door.
"Who is it? The door's open, come in."
A moment later, Qianru's flower-like body appeared. She cautiously peeked inside.
"Oh! It's you, come in quickly!" Zhou Ping got out of bed and greeted her as soon as he saw Qianru.
Qianru was wearing a beige shirt and a plaid mini-skirt. She walked into the room and closed the door with trembling hands.
"What's wrong, Zhou Ping?" Her cheeks were pale and her breathing was rapid, showing that she had been in a great hurry.
"You didn't come home last night. Mom and Dad are very worried and are about to call the police to look for you!"
"I'm here. Do they know?"
"I didn't call to tell them."
Hearing her say that, Zhou Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief. The weight in his heart disappeared, and then he asked Qianru, "Where's the money?"
"I brought it. Here it is, two thousand yuan in total." Qianru said, holding out the money to him.
Zhou Ping took the money, counted it briefly, and put it in his pocket. He looked up at Qianru again. She was standing at the window looking at the scenery outside.
Only now did he have the leisure to carefully observe Qianru's back. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, with a curvaceous and alluring silhouette. Beneath the miniskirt, her high, rounded buttocks were prominent. Below were two firm, rounded, white, and tender legs, especially alluring because of the miniskirt, with two sections of her thighs exposed—so captivating. Seeing this

, Zhou Ping felt a burning desire within him. Unable to release his pent-up passion the previous night, the romantic atmosphere of the suite ignited his lust. He stepped forward, pressing his hand against Qianru's pink back, and began to caress her delicate body wantonly.

"Mmm…uh…" Qianru was aroused by Zhou Ping's sudden actions, feeling a surge of desire.
The desire that had simmered within her for several days due to work, preventing her from enjoying intimacy with Zhou Ping, was slowly being rekindled. She turned around, her two pink arms tightly wrapped around Zhou Ping's neck, and she pouted her bright red lips, kissing his lips passionately.

Zhou Ping knew she was aroused and incredibly thirsty, so he made his caresses even more tender. His hands slid down her back to her round, jade-like buttocks, kneading the flesh with his palms. Then he lifted her miniskirt, his left hand forcefully slipping into her tight panties, feeling her full, pink buttocks, so plump and elastic, and frantically kneading them. His right hand then slipped between her thighs, lightly teasing the smooth, silky flesh of her vulva with his fingers, and occasionally teasing her full vulva through the thin panties.

This series of actions made Qianru feel itchy all over. She quickly looked up, her large, watery eyes fixed on his handsome face, and said breathlessly, "Ping, you're so naughty!..."
"Good sister, you only feel good when I'm naughty, right?"
As he spoke, Zhou Ping playfully teased her vulva with his finger.
Qianru let out a soft "Oh!", her small waist swayed slightly, her lips curled up, she glared at him, and said, "But, how could you do that to Mommy..."
Zhou Ping knew what she was referring to, but he couldn't offer any explanation, so he just stood there, speechless for a long time: "..."
Qianru knew he was stumped, but she was a gentle, considerate, and understanding girl. She could forgive a boy's occasional impulsive mistakes when he was young and impulsive. But while forgiveness was possible, she couldn't be a cowardly retreat. So, she deliberately gave him a warning, pretending to be angry as she said, "Ping, you already have me, why are you still so greedy?"

He looked guilty; indeed, since his encounter with his mother, he had wanted to sever this inappropriate relationship, so he felt more at ease now. Zhou Ping asked with concern, "You told Mom about us?"

"Yes! So if you act like a beast again, I won't give it to you anymore."
Qianru said, trying to make her beautiful face look angry. But looking at her beloved, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Zhou Ping saw her charming appearance and knew she wasn't truly angry. He quickly raised his right hand, pointing to the sky as if swearing an oath, and said with a forced smile, "I know I've changed, don't worry!"
"Okay! Then, let's go to bed!" Qianru squinted, smiling sweetly, and whispered in his ear.
Zhou Ping was overjoyed, quickly wrapping his arms around her slender waist, and the two walked to the bedside together.
The clever Zhou Ping knew what to do next.
Their desire ignited like dry tinder. Zhou Ping violently stripped off her clothes, and in an instant, Qianru's dress, bra, and panties were gone, tossed casually to the floor. He gently placed her on the soft bed, then quickly removed his own underwear.

Sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating the beautiful, voluptuous woman on the bed. Qianru's naked body was smooth, delicate, and incredibly alluring. Zhou Ping's lust surged, his blood boiling, his penis swelling to over eight inches, appearing magnificent, its large, red, and shiny glans trembling.

"Ping, I want…" Before even engaging in sexual intercourse, Qianru was already moaning wantonly.
Zhou Ping, overwhelmed by the sight and the lewd cries, lost his composure.
Like a ravenous wolf devouring a sheep, he pressed his body against her alluring flesh. He opened his arms and pulled Qianru tightly into his embrace, pressing his fiery lips against hers. Qianru responded with a thirsty, yearning response, like a long-awaited woman, her tongue entwining with his, sucking passionately and greedily.

At the same time, Zhou Ping's hands launched a fierce attack. His left hand gripped her firm breasts, occasionally gently kneading and pinching her nipples like ripe grapes, while his right hand explored upwards along her fair, rounded legs.

Her long, slender legs began to tremble, her waist twisting like a water snake. In an instant, Qianru was panting heavily, her whole body aching and itchy, her legs spread wide, her mouth murmuring incessantly, "Oh... Zhou Ping, I... I'm so itchy... itchy... mmm... my little hole is leaking... mmm... hum..."

Zhou Ping went even further, relentlessly teasing her full vulva. He massaged her clitoris, her most sensitive spot, for a while, making her vulva unbearably itchy and oozing with lustful fluids.
Qianru couldn't resist reaching out and grasping his large penis, kneading the glans hard. Her face flushed, she weakly moaned and cried out, "Good man...mouth...ouch...dear brother...I...I can't take it...my pussy is so itchy...so sore...I'm going to die of lust...humph..."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhou Ping quickly parted her legs and knelt between Qianru's lower body. His right hand parted her thick pubic hair, and his left hand gently separated her full, protruding labia, his hand touching her wet, slippery vulva…
“Oh…” She gritted her teeth, staring at him with her alluring eyes, her breasts heaving rapidly, swaying wildly. “Hmph…you’re so bad…Ping…I…I want you…I want your big cock…mmm…um…my pussy itches…it hurts so much…”

Seeing Qianru moaning so wantonly, Zhou Ping was aroused, his cock throbbing wildly. He immediately satisfied her needs, launching a deadly offensive. His hips began to move up and down, his large cock aimed at her plump vulva, thrusting wildly and relentlessly. He grasped one of her full breasts in each hand, kneading and rubbing them vigorously.

This fierce thrusting was exactly what the little slut Qianru wanted. The large penis thrust in and out of her small hole, making her tender hole swell to its limit, bringing her a wonderful, pleasurable sensation. A wave of fullness and tingling pleasure washed over her, causing her to moan ecstatically: "Oh... Ping... Darling... Good... Good... Oh... Thrust again... Ah... My hole feels so good... Hmm... My darling... Hmm..."

Qianru's breasts were being rubbed until they itched to the core, her buttocks thrusting upwards and downwards, while Zhou Ping also thrust his hips downwards with all his might. The impact of the large glans against her vulva sent a tingling and pleasurable sensation through her, making Qianru gasp repeatedly: "My darling brother... Oh... Mmm... Big penis brother... I feel so... good... Mmm... Darling... Oh... You're hitting my clitoris... Oh... It hurts..."

Hearing her moans of pleasure, Zhou Ping quickly lifted her plump, pink buttocks and thrust his huge penis in and out with great force. Qianru's petite vulva contracted and expanded as the large penis entered and exited, her vaginal muscles constantly churning and releasing. Each time the penis pressed down, a stream of white, lustful fluid was squeezed out of her tender opening, pressing against her buttocks and soaking the entire bedsheet.

"Ah... Ping... darling... my dear husband... ah... I... I can... you... play with me to death... oh... my deadly big-dicked brother..."
Seeing her intense arousal, Zhou Ping quickly straightened up and turned Qianru's body over.
Qianru was now lying face down on the bed, and looking at her plump, white buttocks, Zhou Ping felt an even stronger surge of desire. He quickly leaned down, pressing against Qianru's smooth back, parting her plump buttocks, his large glans finding the entrance to her vulva. With a thrust of his hips, his penis plunged in with a "plop!" sound.

Just as she was experiencing the bliss of ecstasy, Zhou Ping cruelly pulled his penis out of her vulva, leaving Qianru feeling an immense emptiness that she could not bear. But when he turned her body over and pressed down on her again, she regained that full, satisfying pleasure.

A thick, long, extra-large penis pressed deeply against Qianru's sensitive clitoris, and she immediately felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, involuntarily thrusting her plump arms backward. With the twisting of her buttocks, the large glans rubbed against her clitoris, making her throbbing clitoris feel incredibly pleasurable.

Unable to resist the waves of itching from the bottom of her heart, Qianru moaned lasciviously, "Oh... dear brother... oh... that deadly big penis... hmm... little sister... mmm... it feels so good... beautiful... darling... I... I'm so happy... oh... I... I... I can't take it anymore... haha... I'm going to cum... ah! cum... cum..."

Qianru moaned incessantly, her expression extremely wanton and lewd as Zhou Ping's large penis thrust in and out, her soul soaring with ecstasy, feeling as if she were dying of pleasure.
Qianru's face flushed crimson, her starry eyes gleaming with allure. Her large penis throbbed incessantly, her vagina trembling and contracting. A gush of hot vaginal fluid drenched her glans, sending shivers of pleasure through her entire body.
"Good sister... ah... so beautiful... um... such a tender little hole... my big penis feels so good... oh... I'm... oh... I'm... I'm ejaculating..."
In a final struggle, Zhou Ping pressed his hands against her two rounded thighs and thrust three times forcefully. A stream of hot semen shot directly into her open flower, causing Qianru's body to tremble. She moaned, "Ugh... brother... you're killing me..."

Just as the two were lost in their blissful embrace, completely immersed in the exquisite realm,
suddenly... "Bang!" The suite door was flung open.
This sudden turn of events was truly frightening, leaving Zhou Ping and Qianru, the brother and sister in the throes of passion, completely flustered and at a loss. However, his instinctive reaction caused Zhou Ping to quickly roll off Qianru's body and stand on the bed.
"You beast..." The voice reached Zhou Ping and Qianru's ears even before the person entered the bedroom.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man with an angry face walked in; it was their father, Zhou Youshan.
"I went to find Qianru just now, and I saw her rushing out of the company. I secretly followed her here, but in the blink of an eye, the little devil disappeared. Later, I spotted Qianru looking out the window from afar, and that's when I found my target. Unfortunately, I was a step too slow, and you two were already in bed..." Zhou Youshan muttered.

He looked at the two siblings, naked and huddled under the blanket, trembling with fear.
"What have you two beasts done... Put your clothes on and come home with me. You have three days to get married, and neither of you is allowed to regret it later." This was Zhou Youshan's stern rebuke.

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