Security guards playing with prostitutes

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I'm a man in my fifties. Due to land expropriation, I lost my 1.8 mu (approximately 0.16 acres) of farmland and had to find a job as a gatekeeper in the city. The neighborhood I work in is upscale, full of luxury villas, with very strict management. Outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering.

If you think you're a nouveau riche who can win a woman's heart and body with money, please turn this off.

If you think you're young and handsome and can attract women with your looks, please turn this off. If you think you're talented and can charm young girls with your abilities, please turn this off. If you think you can win over a goddess by raping her and aren't afraid of going to jail, please turn this off. If you're like me, older, not an ordinary person, unable to spend lavishly on women, and have a normal life, don't want your family to break apart, your wife and children separated, or be gossiped about behind your back, and you're past the age of attracting women, with wrinkles on your face, calluses on your hands from working, and dark, unattractive skin, even young women might find us old, ugly, and have an unpleasant body odor. Although I'm old but vigorous, with plenty of energy, even better than some sickly young people, if a goddess were actually in front of me, I'd still feel ashamed. Forget about being worthy; even speaking to her would be a luxury. These women are unattainable through normal channels. But deep down, I want to defile her, to possess her, and to possess her perfectly. So let's share some of my experiences over the years, the unexpected situations I've encountered. If you don't like it, please move on.

Compared to the other old men guarding the gate, I'm relatively young. Plus, I'm 1.8 meters tall and strong, so after a few years, I became the security captain.

Now, I'll share how I got the women in the neighborhood.

First, everyone coming and going is under my watchful eye. It's almost impossible to sneak in through the main gate. The security cameras are in the security captain's room, so if anyone wants to access the footage, I can delete all the footage of my crimes.

Furthermore, I have complete knowledge of my prey's habits and routines. Nothing in this world is easy. To get what you want, you need to be bold and meticulous.

Of course, I've had too many prey to introduce them all, but I'll describe a few typical ones.

One of them was a college student. She was outstandingly beautiful in high school, the school beauty, and later got into the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy. Her family was wealthy; her father was a well-known businessman in our area, and her mother was a university professor. The family consisted of four people, including a younger brother in middle school.

Her father wasn't often home, perhaps because he had too many social engagements in the evenings, or perhaps he had another family outside. Her mother had a very regular life. She would send her son to school at 7:30 in the morning, not come home for lunch, and her brother's school bus would arrive at the community gate at 5:20 in the afternoon. Her mother would get off work and come home around 5:30. Her brother would sometimes play basketball at the court in the evening, and sometimes go to tutoring classes, returning home around 9:30. The mother generally didn't go out after arriving home. This was Monday to Friday; I won't describe the weekends.

A regular schedule was my best opportunity to make my move.

I bought lock-picking tools online, which cost me over a month's salary and included a tutorial. It took me a long time to learn… I can open any lock now. Practice makes perfect; my technique is pretty good, and I can open most locks within 10 seconds. Another thing I prepared was a hood. You can buy a real human hood online. It's good for my safety if I accidentally choose a location with security cameras. Of course, most homes without nannies, elderly people, or children don't have security cameras.

Another thing I prepared was a hidden camera, because you need to see everyone to control them. These things can all be bought online.

Now, let me talk about something harder to buy: sleeping pills.

Triazolam. This drug is different from other sleeping pills. Other sleeping pills help you fall asleep, but this one not only puts you to sleep but also keeps you from waking up easily, making it safer. Okay, I've chosen my target, figured out the family members' situations and routines, and prepared my tools. The next step is to lay the bait and start fishing.

First, we assigned the security guards. "Xiao Li, you guard the gate. No unauthorized personnel are allowed in. Leave all takeout and deliveries at the reception room; you and Xiao Zhang will deliver them. Lao Hu, you patrol the north area..." After arranging them, I pretended to patrol as well, because I noticed her father had left this morning in a minivan. Driving that usually means he's going on a business trip and won't be back for several days. Her younger brother and mother left together. Her brother went to school, and her mother went to work, so no one was home. I drove the patrol car to her house. Her house is one of the largest villas in our community, a detached three-story villa with a small front yard filled with rare and valuable trees. There were also several potted plants under the windowsill. Although I don't know much about plants, it was much prettier than the wildflowers and weeds in our village. To the left was a small pavilion with an antique-style corridor leading to the outdoor swimming pool at the back. In short, it was a wealthy and luxurious place. The front door was out of the question, as lying in the yard without cover would be easily spotted. So, I went to the back door, which led to two garages and the stairwell next to them. I parked the patrol car by the roadside, grabbed my lock-picking tools, a hood, and the security camera, and got out. I skillfully opened the door, put on the hood, and went inside. A huge living room greeted me. Looking up, I saw a massive crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the three-story-high ceiling, sparkling brightly even though it was daytime and the lights weren't on. The floor was covered in the highest-grade tiles, and the interior was furnished with luxurious European-style furniture. I first looked around to make sure there were no security cameras. Even if there were, I wasn't worried, as I had turned off the power before entering. I put on shoe covers and gloves, leaving no trace. I opened each room on the second floor, identifying whose room it was, and then installed five hidden cameras in the stairwell, the living room, and each of the three bedrooms. Then I quickly left. I returned to the security room, acting as if nothing had happened, and questioned them about the patrol. The reason I chose to install surveillance cameras now is because her summer vacation is coming up soon, and she'll definitely be going home. I don't know how many days she'll stay. But if I can seize even one day of opportunity, it'll be a good time to succeed. Remember, don't be hasty.

Saying this, I turned on the computer and adjusted the camera angles and signals to ensure I could see most of the bedroom, mainly the area around the bed and kitchen. After adjusting it, I deleted all the footage of me entering and leaving the villa.

A few quiet days passed. One midday, while I was on duty at the gate, a taxi pulled up. A beautiful young woman, about 1.7 meters tall, got out. She was wearing tight jeans that accentuated her long, slender legs, and the jeans had several holes in them. Even wealthy people wouldn't buy new clothes; they'd wear ripped ones. Maybe that's just youthful fashion—I don't understand. She carried a pink suitcase and slowly walked towards the gate. Only when she reached the gate did I get a clear look at her face. My eyesight isn't what it used to be, but her skin was like porcelain, as white as jade, so tender it seemed like you could squeeze water from it. She had big eyes, a high nose, and cherry lips—like a movie star. It was only a matter of time before she became one. It was the most perfect face I had ever seen. As she drew closer, I felt a little nervous. My heart pounded, as if she were about to walk into my arms. I'm usually a kind and gentle person, like a benevolent uncle. The girl smiled and greeted me, "Hello, Uncle."

Her smile revealed two adorable dimples, so cute it made me want to kiss her. I was momentarily stunned. The girl took a few more steps, noticing my unfocused gaze, and her face flushed crimson, as red as an apple, all the way down to her neck. She lowered her head shyly. It was only then that I realized she was back from vacation. "Come on, Uncle Han will help you with your luggage," I said, going to take her bag. She thanked me profusely. It had been months since I'd seen her. Standing beside her, I noticed she had lost some of her youthful naiveté and gained a more mature air. But she was still a 19-20 year old female student, untouched by the vulgarity of society. Her scent was intoxicating. I carried her heavy luggage to the villa's entrance without a word. Once we reached the door, I put down my luggage, and she unlocked it, politely inviting me in. Of course, I wanted to go in—not only did I want to go in, but I also wanted to pin her down—but I couldn't show it on my face. I exchanged a few polite words, put my luggage inside, and left. Afterward, I pretended to inspect the place, then went back to the security room and checked the security camera footage. Switching to the living room, it was empty except for a large box by the door. It seems the goddess is quite lazy; her true nature was revealed once she got home. Switching to the bedroom, nothing there either. Hmm? Nobody on the camera. I felt a little disappointed. The security cameras weren't installed properly. She might be showering in the bathroom. After all, it's so hot, and she'd sweated so much at midday. An image of a slender beauty showering flashed through my mind, making me swoon. Just as I was imagining this, a nearly naked woman appeared on the screen. Yes, it was her! Although I didn't know her name, I was certain this woman was mine. She wore a shower cap, covering her long, black hair, and tight black boxer shorts, revealing long, straight, and fair legs without an ounce of fat—a perfect figure with just the right proportions. She wore a white tank top, clearly not a bra. I could vaguely see her breasts—so beautiful!

After a while, I heard a commotion outside, so I got up to check. It turned out a delivery guy was trying to enter the complex to deliver a package, but Old Li, who was on duty at the gate, stopped him. The delivery guy insisted on going in, even though according to our property management regulations, delivery and courier services aren't allowed inside. I went over and stopped them from arguing. After explaining the situation, I took the package and saw it was addressed to "Villa No. 8, Block B," addressed to "Xu Xiannv." It was indeed the daughter of the wealthy businessman Xu, the goddess I'd been longing for. My chance had come! "Our complex only delivers this far; we'll handle the rest!" That's how I got rid of the delivery guy. Old Li quickly said, "Boss, I'll go deliver it; I'll just pick it up while I'm at it." I quickly stepped aside, saying, "No need, I'll deliver this." Old Li was puzzled. He said I was usually too lazy to move, preferring to stand at the main entrance or watch the security monitors in the captain's office. Why was I suddenly offering to deliver takeout today? Seeing Old Li's bewildered expression, I explained that I'd been sitting too much lately, causing back and leg pains, so I wanted to stretch my legs. He smiled and agreed. I went back to my office, took out some powdered sleeping pills, sprinkled them into the takeout, and swaggered over to stall number B. Reaching the door, I rang the doorbell. I heard a young woman's pleasant voice through the intercom, "Who is it?" I said, "I'm saying, 'Security,' your takeout is here." She opened the door a crack, poked half her body out, and reached out to take the takeout. Her body was partially obscured by the door, only her slender, white arm and long, delicate hand were visible, along with her still-damp hair, exuding the fragrance of expensive shampoo. I couldn't help but take a deep breath, reluctant to exhale. After taking the takeout, she said thank you and closed the door.

I quickly went back to check the security footage.

I checked the security camera and saw her wolfing down her takeout while chatting on her phone, occasionally giggling to herself. She

was so innocent, adorable, and lively.

After finishing, she lay on the bed playing on her phone. Gradually, I saw her start yawning. About 15 minutes later, she finally became too sleepy to keep her eyes open, and fell asleep with the phone screen still lit. The medication must have worked wonders.

Her mother usually comes home in the evening, as does her younger brother.

Her father is probably on a long business trip, and I don't know when he'll be back. The only uncertainty is whether her father will suddenly return, since my precious daughter just started her vacation, and special circumstances are unpredictable. So I instructed Lao Li to tell him there was an item for Mr. Xu (number 8 in row B) and to stop him when he comes back, give him the item, and call me. This was something I overlooked; I should have installed a GPS tracker on his car so I'd know if he was coming back. As usual, I instructed him to turn off the power before entering the house and wear gloves, shoe covers, and a head covering.

Upon entering, I went straight to Xu Xiannv's bedroom. Pushing open the door, a pair of long, slender legs came into view. I slowly walked in and gently stroked her legs. They were warm, soft, and smooth, a sensation that stimulated me like an electric current. Her fair and rosy skin looked exceptionally delicate and flawless under my dark and wrinkled hands. I gently stroked her while shaking her shoulder with my other hand. Seeing that she didn't react at all, I set up my high-definition camera. I wanted to record this historic moment: how I, a security guard in my fifties living at the very bottom of society, would defile a noble, perfect, wealthy young lady, who was very likely to become a future superstar.

I lifted the straps of her tank top, revealing her slender waist. She had a fantastic figure, the kind of fit young people often talk about, with a pert bottom. I stroked her waist and gently turned her over. She didn't react at all, as if she had fainted. I brushed aside the hair that was scattered across her face, revealing her face. I felt suffocated by her face; I didn't even dare to breathe. Her cheeks were pale, her chin pointed, and her nose high and straight. Although her eyes were closed, remembering the big eyes I had seen during the day, I couldn't help but... My brother got an erection. I rolled her tank top down to her neck, revealing her breasts. Her breasts weren't very big; one hand could just barely encircle them. I grabbed one breast in each hand and gently kneaded it a few times. The breasts felt warm in my hands, soft and bouncy. I kissed her delicate cheeks, her forehead, her eyes, her tightly closed lips. I easily pried open her lips with my tongue. Her breath filled my mouth, her fragrance mingled with the scent of her expensive cosmetics, making me feel intoxicated. I tasted her soft lips. I finally found her fragrant tongue. I circled her smooth, tender tongue with mine, letting my saliva flow into her mouth. I increased the pressure on my hands slightly, her breath filling my mouth. With one hand, I traced her flat stomach down to her slender waist, then to her pert buttocks. Her buttocks were more elastic than her breasts, with smooth skin. I used my hand to push them down, pulling down her boxer shorts and revealing half of her buttocks. I opened my mouth to kiss her saliva-covered lips, then kissed her neck, her collarbone that could hold fish, her nipples—a close-up view. Looking at her breasts, the veins were clearly visible, and her nipples were pink, like unripe cherries. I gently took one in my mouth and teased it with my tongue. Her nipples grew harder and harder. Although I was asleep, my body was still responding. I followed her lower abdomen and touched her secret garden, a small tuft of pubic hair, black and neatly covering her mysterious area. I pulled down her shorts, and her entire naked body was presented before me. By day, she was a noble goddess, a pure, lovely, and lively sprite, a woman I could never touch through normal means in my entire life.

She lay quietly and naked in front of me. I didn't want to miss a single inch of her skin. I caressed her entire body, her cheeks, her neck, her breasts, her arms, her hands, her back, her buttocks, her long legs, and the softest skin on the inside of her thighs. With my wet, slightly bearded mouth, I kissed her entire body, every inch of her skin, her hands, her feet. I parted her secret forest, revealing her most mysterious cave, her pink clitoris, like an untouched sacred land.

I kissed that pinkish spot, rubbing it back and forth with my tongue, occasionally penetrating deeper. She seemed to react a little, her breathing becoming heavier. I quickened the pace of my tongue, and her breathing only increased slightly. It seemed the sleeping pills were really effective. I also took off my pants, and my long-awaited, rock-hard penis, which had been starved for months, sprang out. He had never enjoyed such a young, beautiful, and noble woman before. He bounced up and down in front of me. Just as I was about to lift my hips to penetrate her, I suddenly came to my senses. I couldn't go in. If she was still a virgin, I would inevitably bleed after I went in. Moreover, once she was awake, my large size would cause her vagina pain. I instantly calmed down and decided to plan carefully. However, I still let my brother enjoy her body in another way. I rubbed her pink clitoris, enjoying the pleasure she gave me, and rubbed my penis all over her body, her nipples. Finally, I used her breasts to hold my penis and ejaculated onto her neck and her chest.

Still feeling unsatisfied after ejaculating, I lay down beside her, pulling her into my arms. Her breath brushed against my chest, her soft breasts pressed against my skin. I gently stroked her back and her hair.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I saw it was Old Li calling and quickly answered. He said, "Mr. Xu." Hearing those three words, I immediately hung up, panicking. The unexpected had happened. After a moment of panic, I acted swiftly, wiping the semen off her body, pulling down her tank top, and putting her in her briefs. Then I got up, dressed, packed up the camera I had set up, put on my shoes, and ran quickly to the door. I ran to the electrical panel, and just then, Mr. Xu's car arrived at the villa. The driver got out to open the door for Mr. Xu, and I opened the electrical panel door, turning on the power. Mr. Xu saw... He asked me what I was doing there. I explained that the electricity load in the neighborhood was too high due to the heat, and I was worried about potential problems, so I came to check if everything was working properly, in case the air conditioner couldn't work in this heat. He smiled and went inside. I wiped the sweat from my brow with my sleeve, unsure if it was from the heat or from nervousness. I nervously returned to the security room and quickly checked the security camera footage. Firstly, to see if I'd forgotten any details, and secondly, to see what Mr. Xu would do when he got home and saw his sleeping daughter. I watched as Mr. Xu went into his daughter's room and saw her lying on the bed with disheveled hair and clothes, her phone screen lit up beside her, and a mess of leftover takeout food on the table.

Seeing her covered in sweat, he turned on the air conditioner. I saw him mutter something, but the camera I was watching had no sound, so I couldn't hear what he said. He kissed his daughter on the forehead and left the room.

I breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he hadn't discovered anything.

In the following days, she frequently went out, probably to meet up with classmates or something, and almost never ordered takeout at home. Therefore, she had no opportunity to get close to my woman. I kept thinking about how to truly possess her, instead of just casually flirting with her. Just when I was racking my brains, an opportunity arose.

For those considering actually implementing this plan, I advise you to reconsider. I haven't listed all the precautions, and if discovered, it could lead to imprisonment. Please think carefully. I'm also considering whether to publish this, because this really happened, and I'm afraid someone might recognize myself in it and discover my existence. I need to consider whether to update this further and make some changes. Those interested can leave a comment to discuss.

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