A lewd dream?

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"Will he really come?"
Ya-ting stirred the ice cubes in her glass with her straw,
a habit she unconsciously performed whenever she felt anxious.
The bar had a style Ya-ting appreciated; the lighting perfectly complemented
the atmosphere the designer intended, and the soft music and subtle aromatherapy created a very pleasant and comfortable feeling.
Surprisingly, however, Ya-ting was the only customer on this quiet afternoon, perhaps because it was still early.
Ya-ting was here because she was waiting for a well-known psychology expert,
one of her husband's close friends from his student days. After graduating high school, he went abroad to study psychology
and opened a private clinic upon returning home. A phone call a few days ago had led Ya-ting to
this place. The content of that call dates back a month, and the real reason Ya-ting was in this café
was ultimately due to a failed sexual encounter with her husband a month prior.
That day happened to be their wedding anniversary. The celebration, which had been going smoothly
, fell apart at the last minute because Yating suddenly felt nothing. It was unclear whether it was due to the five years of formulaic
celebrations, her husband's almost unchanging sexual patterns, or something else. In any
case, Yating remained unusually calm in the face of her husband's passion, which in turn affected his mood. After
more than a week of failed attempts, Yating began to suspect she might have frigidity.
Finally, through her husband's introduction, she arranged a meeting with a psychologist…
Ten minutes had passed since Yating started drinking, and during that time she felt extremely embarrassed
, mainly because of the outfit she was wearing—an outfit that was sure to arouse the fantasies of any man who saw her.
She pulled her short skirt down again, and although there were no other
customers besides her and the bartender, she still blushed deeply.
She couldn't understand why she had to risk wearing such embarrassing clothes. On the way from her house to this
coffee shop, she had been ogled countless times; just thinking about those lecherous glances
made Ya-ting feel weak all over.
The door opened, but it wasn't the person she was waiting for. A burly man swaggered in, his
burning gaze immediately fixed on Ya-ting's body, from her full, firm breasts down to between her legs, making her feel weak. The burly man smiled maliciously at her, then whistled and chose a seat
near her . 　　(What is he thinking? Maybe he's imagining me lying naked on the bed, letting him rape me. I wonder what his thing looks like?) Ya-ting found herself having sexual fantasies without realizing it. 　　(What's wrong with me? Why am I thinking these things?) When Ya-ting came to her senses, she felt weak in her limbs and her whole body was burning up. 　　"Miss, the drugged drink tastes good, doesn't it?" The bartender grinned wickedly. 　　"What!? You drugged my drink?" Ya-ting's voice was filled with panic. "What do you want! I don't have much money on me." 　　"Money? Beautiful lady, you've got it wrong. I'm just interested in your looks." 　　"I've never seen such a good catch before. Same as usual?" The burly man had somehow appeared behind her and forcibly pulled her into his arms. 　　"Alright, take her to the room quickly. We have to close early today," the bartender said with a lewd grin. 　　"Hehe..." The burly man laughed and carried Ya-ting into the inner room... 　　... 　　"Hehe, what a masterpiece..." The two lecherous men stared in genuine amazement at the manipulated female body before them. Ya-ting, wearing only sexy black stockings, had her limbs spread apart and fixed to a pillar. Her snow-white, mature flesh glowed under the soft light. At this moment, Ya-ting was filled with shame, wishing she could faint immediately and never wake up again. 　　"Miss, dressed like that, you're trying to seduce men, aren't you?" 　　"Of course, this sow probably can't live without a man's cock." The two men verbally abused Ya Ting. 　　"Shut...shut up..." Ya Ting struggled weakly. 　　"Oh...look, this sow's filthy cunt is overflowing with water, probably wants us to fuck her hard with our cocks ." The burly man cruelly mocked the pitiful Ya Ting. 　　"Really? Then I'll have to take a closer look." The bartender laughed, took out a small flashlight, aimed it at Ya Ting's vulva, and turned it on. 　　"Ugh!!!" Ya Ting let out a weak groan, desperately trying to clench her thighs to protect her vulva, but her legs were firmly fixed in place. Finally, Ya Ting gave up her futile resistance, closed her eyes, and let her vulva be nakedly displayed before the lewd eyes of the two men under the flashlight's beam. 　　"Brother, you're right, this sow's cunt seems really hungry. What should we do?" the bartender asked with a lewd grin. 　　"That's easy, just give her a sausage." 　　"But what's this protrusion called?" the bartender asked, feigning ignorance, pointing to Ya-ting's clitoris. 　　"Um, sorry, I've never learned that before, I don't know either. Miss, could you answer my brother 's question?" the burly man asked mockingly. 　　"..." 　　"Oh dear, she won't tell us, what should we do?" the bartender shrugged, looking helpless. 　　"Miss, I hope you'll cooperate." The burly man grabbed Ya-ting's face, seemingly very interested in her humiliated expression. 　　"..." Ya-ting turned her face away, still silent. Silence was her last stand. 　　"This is difficult. She probably doesn't understand her current situation. What should we do?" the burly man glanced at the bartender . 　　"I have a good idea," the bartender said as he left the room. When he reappeared, he had a slender, green snake in his hand.

"It's called 'Little Green,' our shop's mascot. Don't underestimate it, it's quite powerful!"
the bartender said with a sly smile.
"What an interesting idea." The burly man took the snake and handed it to Ya Ting. Ya Ting immediately showed a
look of fear, but still refused to speak.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness." The burly man grinned devilishly and pushed the snake closer to Ya Ting
. When the snake's tongue touched Ya Ting's skin, she almost collapsed, but still stubbornly endured her fear.
"This is really troublesome, I guess I'll have to do it this way." The burly man placed the snake on Ya Ting's body.
Ya-ting's face turned deathly pale, her muscles tensed, and her last line of defense crumbled
. She cried out, "That's my clitoris! It's my clitoris!"
"Good, good girl. And here?" The burly man pointed to her urethra and asked, "
What's this for?"
"It's the urethra, used for urinating. "
"That's strange. What's so terrifying about this snake that makes her so afraid?"
"Take it off! Take it off!" Ya-ting went into a semi-frenzied state, writhing and trying to shake the snake off her body
.
"Ah—" Ya-ting let out a desperate scream. Her whole body trembled violently, and then
a gush of clear fluid shot out from her urethra, spraying several feet away.
"This woman is amazing!" The burly man and the bartender were dumbfounded.
"Please, just rape me if you want, please stop torturing me! I can't take it!" Ya-ting cried and begged
.
"Don't worry, as long as you behave well, we won't do anything to you."
"Alright, it's time to change the position for the young lady..." The two men changed Ya Ting's position so she was face down.
"Hmm, big ass feels so good to touch." The bartender walked behind Ya Ting and began to caress her smooth, plump
buttocks, then spread her buttocks to reveal her delicate anus and pressed his lips to it, then
made lewd sounds.
"Ah! There... no!" Ya Ting panicked at the thought of her anus being licked like that
.
"Come on, lick this for me." While Ya Ting opened her mouth to cry out, the burly man pulled out his thick penis, pinched
her nose, and forcefully shoved it into Ya Ting's mouth.
"Ugh..." Ya Ting let out a muffled groan, her mouth completely filled with the thick penis,
the stench of the man almost making her vomit. Her husband used to treat her gently, but now she was being
raped like this; the humiliation brought tears to Ya Ting's eyes.
Faced with the man's rape, she could only desperately shake her head in protest. Her long hair, swaying back and forth, only
excited the man more. The burly man gripped Ya-ting's head tightly with both hands, increasing
the speed of his penis's thrusts. Behind her, the man also frantically thrust his fingers into her vagina.
Finally, with a roar, the man released his burning desire into Ya-ting's mouth. Ya-ting,
under the violent impact and intense stimulation of her genitals, rolled her eyes back. Her vagina loosened, and another gush of fluid spurted
out…
"Alright, time for the main course…" The burly man, watching Ya-ting gasp for breath, mercilessly
inserted his penis into her vagina.
"Ah...ah...ah!!!" The man's thick penis brought Ya-ting intense stimulation. At this moment,
she was like a flower in a storm, mercilessly ravaged by the tempest of desire. Each of the man's fierce attacks
made her body tremble helplessly, a tremor that extended to the depths of her soul. Gradually, her body began
to adapt to the man's thick penis. Desire had conquered her. Her face was flushed, and her beautiful eyes held
a hint of desire, a touch of haziness, yet still shining with a glimmer of reason.
With the man's vigorous thrusting, the woman's body became more and more cooperative. She frantically responded, twisting, howling
, her saliva mixed with semen forming a shimmering silver thread that dripped from the corner of her mouth to the ground; the
scent of perfume and the woman's flesh mingled with the unique erotic atmosphere of male-female intercourse, permeating the small space. The man,
stimulated, transformed into a frenzied pile driver, while the woman metamorphosed into a rutting female beast.
At the peak of her climax, the man gripped the woman's plump buttocks tightly, while the woman convulsed, experiencing
an unparalleled orgasm.
The burly man withdrew from Ya-ting, transforming from a perpetrator into a bystander. The bartender,
whose penis had been throbbing with anticipation, approached from behind.
"Damn, it's stretched so wide, I need to think of a way to..." the bartender said disdainfully, gazing at the vagina slowly leaking semen
. At this moment, Ya-ting's senses were somewhat dulled due to the afterglow of her orgasm. Her
muscles were relaxed from the lingering effects of the climax, and the bartender's penis slid in effortlessly.
"Damn it, why is it so loose?" the bartender frowned in dissatisfaction, but no matter how hard he tried
, Ya-ting remained unresponsive, like a lump of mud.
"Hey, you were too rough just now, I can't do it now," the bartender complained to the burly man
.
"What's it to me? Figure it out yourself if you want to have fun."
"There is a way, but I need you to do me a small favor. Look, Xiaoqing seems to really like this slut." The bartender
said to the burly man smoking a cigarette beside him.
"Heh, you're something else, coming up with this idea." The burly man laughed and handed the little green snake
to the bartender.
Ya Ting felt a chill on her back as something thin kept slapping against her burning back. Her heart immediately
jumped into her throat, and endless fear made her whole body tense up and tremble uncontrollably.
"Look how much it likes you." The bartender said, placing the snake in front of Ya Ting.
"Want to know what I'm going to do next?" the man said cruelly, circling his finger around Ya Ting's anus
.
"Could it be... please, don't do this!" Realizing the man's intention, Ya Ting cried out in terror,
desperately clenching her anus to try and stop the man's further actions.
"Alright, pray for yourself," the man whispered in Ya-ting's ear, shoving the snake into her anus
.
"Ah...ah...ah───!" Ya-ting felt a cold object enter her anus
. She could no longer hold on and let out a mournful cry, like someone on the verge of death. In an instant, the woman's screams
and the man's maniacal laughter echoed throughout the room. Finally, Ya-ting fainted...
*** *** *** ***
"Wife, you're awake? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?" Awakening, Ya-ting saw her husband's
concerned expression. It was just a dream? Ya-ting breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously looked around. She was shocked to
find a glass jar in the bedroom, and inside was the small, green snake.
"How did this thing get in the house?!" Ya-ting couldn't help but scream.
"What's wrong, darling? Didn't you buy it?" her husband chuckled. "Why are you afraid if you bought it yourself?"
"I bought it?" Ya-ting recalled everything from her dream, suddenly feeling a surge of heat throughout her body, and her lower body overflowed with
honey-like fluid.
"Honey, I want..." It was a little difficult to say, Ya-ting blushed, her voice barely a whisper.
"Wife, I love you." Without Ya-ting needing to say anything further, her husband understood, eagerly removing
all his burdens, and rolled over to press down on her. This time, both of them reached the highest level of satisfaction...
*** *** *** ***
A week later, in her husband's office.
"Thank you for your help." He seemed to be on the phone with someone.
"It's nothing, we're old friends. By the way, bring your wife to a party next time
."
"No problem, but I still don't quite understand how you did it?" "
Hehe, it's a professional secret. If you're interested, we can talk about it properly next time we meet."
"See you next time."
"Goodbye."

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