Diary of a Delinquent Girl

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I. I must make it up to you today.

The clock struck eight, and He Lingling sprang out of bed, brushed the stray hairs from her temples in the mirror, grabbed her schoolbag, and hurriedly left, forgetting to even close the door.

Today she was seventeen, a first-year student at a private vocational high school, running a retail and wholesale business. Her father worked away from home, and she personally managed the shop, constantly busy with business.

It was truly a case of starting from scratch; success was hard-won.

Lingling was the eldest child, and her family hoped she would study hard so she could help out in the shop later.

It wasn't that her family couldn't afford to hire someone, but rather the issue of trust. In the current business world, everyone has their own secrets and difficult experiences; it's inconvenient in many ways if someone isn't family.

Because of her family's expectations, they doted on her during her school years, fulfilling all her needs and requests.

Who says she's only seventeen? She stands as tall as an adult, and her intellectual development may have already surpassed that of a mature middle-aged person.

Last night she attended a gang gathering and didn't get back until 2 a.m. If her alarm hadn't woken her, she might not have gotten up at all.

It takes her 20-30 minutes by bus to get to school, and class starts at 8 a.m. Waiting for the bus again wouldn't be enough time, so she decided to take a taxi—it's quick and convenient, and a few extra dollars is nothing.

She ran breathlessly into the classroom. Thankfully, the first accounting class was only halfway through; she could make up for it by checking the attendance sheet. Class started.

She had just sat down and hadn't even opened her bag when a note was handed to her from behind. It read: "Why are you so late? My brothers have already come twice and are still waiting at the hotel! When class ends, we don't need to say hello, just go! See you later.

" Below was a bead.

Lingling immediately recognized the handwriting as Wang Lizhu's, a classmate and fellow gang member. The "big brother" they referred to was, of course, the leader of their Tiger and Leopard Gang. He'd come twice that morning, indicating something was amiss; even important classes had to be dropped! She decided to go with Xinyi, turning back to nod at Wang Lizhu to indicate "okay." As

soon as the bell rang, everyone rushed to the school cafeteria. Many students who had been "busy" the night before used this break between classes to grab breakfast.

Orders like "red bean soup" and "fat" were everywhere.

Normally, the school gate was locked during class time and wouldn't open until the last class. However, someone had made a hole in the fence next to the cafeteria, big enough for one person to pass through. Sometimes, school staff also used this hole as a passageway—a truly convenient access.

He Lingling rushed into the welfare center with the crowd. Not wanting to indulge in the food today, she darted out through the fence gate, fearing she might run into teachers or classmates. She quickly hailed a taxi and drove straight to Ximending.

As soon as the car stopped, Wang Lizhu and Lin Xiumei followed.

The three of them arrived at their long-booked hotel. The large tatami room was already occupied by six or seven young men and women, all around Lingling's age, no more than eighteen or nineteen, lounging around with their eyes closed.

They laughed for a while, then one of them, Xiao Ma, said, "We had so much fun last night that we're short over three hundred dollars. The boss paid for it, and we need to get the money back by this afternoon so we can all hang out. That's why he's been so eager to find you guys this morning!" "Three hundred dollars is nothing! We can just transfer some money and it'll be fine!" The quick-witted Lin Xiumei blurted out.

"Three hundred yuan isn't much, but it's a matter of time. Where can we conveniently go on short notice? Besides, we need to prepare for future expenses, so it won't be easy!" "I think we should all go out as soon as possible. Whoever succeeds first can come back first. The boss can stay here and prepare to pay off the debt. We can go all night again. What do you guys think?" This was Wang Damao, nicknamed the strategist, suggesting.

It turned out that this group of truants were all members of the "Tiger and Leopard Gang." They spent their days eating, drinking, and having fun, living a reckless life. When they ran out of money, they would steal. Most of the time, the women would do the stealing, while the men would secretly provide cover and protection. The stolen goods were all handed over to a habitual thief surnamed Xu (their boss) to sell and spend.

Last night, because they were out partying, they owed a hotel over three hundred yuan, which they agreed to return by this morning.

Money is the brain of life; without money, you can't do anything! Their families were well-off, but as students, the amount they could ask their families for was limited, and it was impossible to keep up with their unlimited spending! To solve their basic financial problems, they teamed up with the Xu brothers. When they were strapped for cash, their only solution was to steal.

The strategist's words were immediately recognized as the best solution, and everyone agreed without question.

With the decision made, they began to disguise themselves. The women removed their white shirts and black skirts, donning the most fashionable "Brother" and "Miru" outfits.

Just as Lingling was removing her clothes, two strong arms suddenly wrapped around her from behind, grabbing her around the waist and laughing, "You escaped last night, so you have to make it up to me today!" Recognizing the voice, He Lingling knew it was her old partner, the big guy Zheng Chengxiong.

"Don't do that! We're about to move out! Let's do it tonight!" she said, wiggling her hips. "How can this be! Look! My little brother is harder than a pen! My darling! If we can't stop, let's just go for it!" He didn't care about anything else, grabbed her body, and pressed her down on the tatami.

Lingling was also impatient and couldn't resist his entanglement. She glared at him angrily and said, "Come on! You won't admit defeat until you're beaten! Don't blame me if things go wrong later!" "Of course, my dear sister! Come on! Let me take it off for you!" She reached out to pull down her briefs.

"What a load of crap! Wait! Let me do it myself! You rascal!" She crossed her legs and easily pulled off her nylon briefs.

The big guy was secretly pleased. He held his rock-hard penis and pressed down. Lingling's slender hand gently pulled, and the glans went into her hole.

The two were old partners and knew each other's genitals, so when Lingling spread her legs, his penis had already slipped in.

Despite his large, muscular physique, his penis was pitifully small, barely half an inch thick and less than four inches long.

The men and women standing around clicked their tongues in amazement, but such public displays of lust in broad daylight were nothing new to them.

Although small, the man's penis filled her vagina completely, making her secretly moan, "Sweetheart."

He embraced her neck, pressed his lips to hers, and kissed her passionately.

Suddenly, he casually pulled off her bra, revealing two firm, shapely breasts.

The girl's breasts were more beautiful than freshly peeled chicken meat, tender and smooth, like warm jade to the touch. The man couldn't bear to let go, kneading and squeezing them, his hands constantly rolling between her breasts.

Skin to skin, their desire intensified; both of them felt a tingling sensation throughout their bodies, each wanting the other to go faster and harder.

The burly man's face was burning, his eyes gleaming with lust, as if his desire was about to burst from his head. He slightly bent his knees, exerted force, and began to thrust.

Because his penis was small, it quickly became slippery, and the pleasure gradually diminished.

But he refused to accept this, hoping to compensate for the lack of pleasure with movement.

So he thrust straight up and down, each time penetrating to the very root, sparing no effort in his thrusts.

Lingling, also not satisfied with the pleasure, frequently twisted her waist and rolled her hips, causing her vulva to rub heavily against that small penis.

The faster the big guy thrust, the tighter Lingling's buttocks swayed; the two were a perfect match

, locked in a fierce struggle. Their battle seemed determined to see a victor. The

men and women surrounding them were itching to try it themselves, but unfortunately, time was limited, and they had to leave soon! Filled with desire, they forcefully suppressed their urges.

Don't underestimate that little guy's member; it was surprisingly powerful! Two hundred thrusts had passed, but the ferocity showed no sign of diminishing.

The thrusts became even faster.

Lingling's waist strength was already quite good, but unfortunately, the big guy was so large and strong that she was pinned down, making it difficult for her to twist and turn. By this time, she was already slightly sweaty.

The comrades standing around, knowing Lingling was struggling, and wanting to buy time, fearing that the two of them would delay things and cause problems, all cheered for her, shouting, "Go Lingling! Go Lingling!" These arrogant men and women, all extremely competitive, refused to give in.

Lingling, of course, didn't want to show weakness in public, and her writhing only intensified.

Just then, the burly man suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his spine. He thrust a few times, then collapsed onto her delicate body, letting out a long sigh.

His semen spurted out, his whole body relaxed, and he floated away, soaring into the clouds.

Lingling, also drenched in the thick semen, felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, spreading throughout her entire vulva.

At this moment, she felt a pang of pity and gently asked, "Are you done?" The burly man gave an embarrassed smile, rolled over, and fell off her body.

II. A Unique Form of Sexual Intercourse They left the eldest brother, surnamed Xu, at the hotel, while the remaining eight split into two groups. Lingling and Lizhu were in one group, their destination a certain tourist hotel. Xiao Ma and the big guy followed behind, ready to provide cover and receive the stolen goods.

It was just before ten o'clock. Most of the tourists, accustomed to nightlife, had just woken up, and the restrooms and toilets were particularly busy. Most rooms were ajar, silent and quiet.

Lingling and Lizhu, familiar with these mid-range tourist hotels, knew the roads very well.

The two walked and talked with composed and elegant demeanor. Whenever they encountered a half-open door, they would first explore it. If no one was there, they would steal whatever they saw, never leaving empty-handed.

By the time they reached twenty minutes past the hour, they had already made a small round, their purses bulging so much they couldn't squeeze in any more items. They quickly slipped into the shadows, handed the contents of their purses to Little Ma and Big Guy, and then slowly, in their high heels, walked out of the hotel unnoticed.

Having done this at two hotels, their haul was already quite considerable. The last hotel was more tightly guarded, making it harder to steal from, and most of the guests had already gone out for entertainment, so they had to turn back.

Another group, led by the strategist, targeted busy areas and airports. These places required not only quick eyes and hands, but also the ability to snatch things in the chaos using a semi-robbery technique. A slight misstep would expose their loot, and their movements were swift and elusive, like a whirlwind, leaving victims completely unaware, unable to even see a shadow of them.

This group, however, fared less well that day, managing only one robbery: a woman's handbag containing only pocket money, cosmetics, and toilet paper.

At noon, everyone returned to the hostel. A quick estimate revealed they could immediately convert it into two large dollars, enough to pay off their debts and ensure a good night's entertainment.

As for the remaining valuables, based on the leader's experience, the best option was to steal another motorcycle and ride it south to sell it.

The task of stealing a motorcycle was traditionally the boys' responsibility, so they decided to have a blast at a dance hall that night, and before closing time, find one nearby to send the leader south to fetch it.

These carefree young men and women, once they had money, indulged themselves to the fullest, oblivious to anything else.

Taipei is a world of motorcycles, the sounds of "whoosh, whoosh" filling the air as they sped through the streets.

Stealing one or two motorcycles was nothing to them; by 11 PM, they had successfully sent the leader away.

Back at the hostel, the strategist, still full of energy, suggested using what was available: a naked sex dance in the room behind closed doors.

Originally, nudity and intercourse were considered commonplace in their lives; they could do it anytime, anywhere, as long as they were happy. As for intercourse dancing, they hadn't tried it before, and everyone applauded this unique program without objection. What

they sought was novelty and excitement.

However, for this kind of intercourse dance, the man and woman's lower bodies had to be equal; otherwise, if one was higher than the other, even if penetration was possible, they couldn't turn around! This was a real problem for the big guy, because he was too tall, and no woman was a good match for him.

He could only watch others enjoy themselves.

Fortunately, his younger brother had already appeased him that morning, so he wasn't immediately enraged.

Lingling and Xiao Ma were a perfect match, nestled together, their penises already inserted into each other's vaginas. They turned the radio down to its lowest setting, and as the slow waltz began to play, the three naked young men slowly began to sway and dance.

This kind of lovemaking can't be fast, because both partners are standing, so the penis can't be fully inserted; part of it is always exposed. If the movements are too fast, it's easy for it to slip out. So the movements are quite slow, and between each thrust, their buttocks have to bump against each other to maintain balance.

Xiao Ma's thing is really strong, over seven inches long, half again as long as Da Kui's, making his vagina swell high inside, quite satisfying. Every time they thrust against each other, it felt like a tingling sensation.

Lingling, experiencing this for the first time, smiled and glanced at him, saying with a grin, "So thick!" "Thick is more satisfying! Don't you like it?" "No! Hmm! You've probably taken some kind of drug! It didn't seem this long before!" They thrust again, and his entire vagina felt a tingling sensation.

"Haha! You've taken some kind of drug and you still need to train! Otherwise, how could it grow so fast!" Xiao Ma said smugly.

They swayed to the soft music, their figures and bodies intertwined in the dim light, creating a unique and delightful spectacle.

This kind of dance requires not only skillful steps but also close coordination between partners; otherwise, the penis might slip outside the vagina, ruining the experience.

Its greatest advantage is that it trains stamina, which might be beneficial for those suffering from premature ejaculation.

The standing posture is inherently conducive to endurance, and with each beat of this dance, the penis spends more time outside the vagina, naturally extending stamina.

However, one pair moved slowly, like children learning to walk, appearing somewhat awkward.

As the song ended, Lingling, having tasted the sweetness, clung tightly to Xiao Ma, refusing to let go.

This was understandable; his thick, long penis had already reached her core! She pressed her entire body against Xiao Ma's chest,

using her firm breasts to rub and roll against him.

They were originally entwined with four arms, making it impossible to caress those two small, fleshy mounds. But after this period of rubbing, Xiao Ma was actually aroused! He was burning with lust, his blood was surging, and he couldn't possibly let go of the delicious treat he had already obtained! He made up his mind to give this little girl a taste of her own medicine tonight! He grabbed her delicate body and pressed her down onto the armrest of the sofa.

He lifted her two pink legs and placed them on his shoulders, then began to thrust.

This way, his penis could penetrate even deeper, pressing tightly against her clitoris.

A tingling sensation shot from her womb straight to her lower abdomen, and Lingling's sweet smile deepened, her eyes filled with infatuation.

Xiao Ma was also encountering this unusually narrow vagina for the first time. His penis, once inserted, was gripped tightly, like a meat rod being forced into an intestinal casing, a sensation both pleasurable and tingling.

He swallowed repeatedly, muttering, "Wonderful!" Meanwhile, the other six men split into three pairs, displaying their prowess and competing in the large hall.

The big guy approached He Ying, nicknamed "Ball," and although there was a noticeable difference in height, their penises were quite suitable.

Because of Ball's plumpness, her labia were unusually thick, filling the opening completely, making the big guy's small penis feel quite fleshy during thrusting.

Their movements were like a public spectacle, the slight vibrations from their thrusting quite clearly in the quiet of the night, the "hiss, hiss" sounds incessant.

Xiao Ma, not only possessing a large and thick penis, was also experienced, understanding the secrets of stamina. He chose a standing position to prolong the duration.

Even during thrusting, he paused and rested! He was focused and calm, never acting impulsively.

Lingling, inexperienced, had no idea of these secrets! She thought his standing thrusting was quite unique! At least it would relieve her of the burden of being pressed down.

But after two hundred thrusts, Xiao Ma continued to thrust slowly, showing no sign of ejaculation. Her

normally narrow vagina, suddenly subjected to the friction of this enormous thing, felt intensely pleasurable, but also incredibly sensitive.

Just as Xiao Ma was gradually increasing his intensity, Lingling felt a tingling sensation gushing from her vagina, making her squirm and giggle, "Good cock! Come on! Harder! Harder! Thrust in hard! Ugh! My hole is about to burst...hehe..." Xiao Ma, being an experienced man, knew what was going on, but deliberately stopped and said, "What's wrong! What's about to happen in your hole?" "Oh! My brother! My good brother! Hurry up! It's nothing!" She twitched her hips, urging him on.

Xiao Ma still mischievously said, "If you don't tell me, I won't move!" "Oh! You! You're really exhausting, what's there to say! Hurry up!" She shook her hips even harder! "Tell me what's wrong!" Xiao Ma said with a stern face.

"You rascal, come closer!" she whispered in Xiao Ma's ear, making him laugh. "What does it matter if it itches? Let my little brother relieve your itch! But..." he paused deliberately.

Lingling had just reached her climax and needed intense stimulation. This pause was unbearable for her. She said in a trembling voice, "Stop nagging! Hurry up! Hurry up! I really... I really... can't take it anymore!" Her eyes were red and almost filled with tears.

Xiao Ma knew he couldn't go on like this. If he ruined this girl's fetish, she wouldn't be easy to deal with.

He had achieved his goal of the prank and laughed with satisfaction.

He straightened his legs and thrust deeply.

This time, he really put in a lot of effort, going all the way in, and the speed gradually increased, making the sofa shake.

Lingling exerted all her strength, rolling her waist and coordinating perfectly, like a fish in water.

Meanwhile, the other three couples had already finished and were sitting to the side watching.

Suddenly, Lingling felt an urgent need to urinate. Before she could stop, with a "whoosh," her vaginal fluids gushed out like a river bursting its banks, a truly abundant amount, scalding her entire penis with oil.

He chuckled happily, repeatedly exclaiming, "Snow, snow, so good, so good!" Xiao Ma secretly chuckled to himself; this was just the beginning! "If this continues, you little girl might fly to heaven!" He increased the intensity of his thrusts, sparing no effort, as if he intended to break through her vagina.

The clock struck two, and Lingling reached another climax. Waves of relaxed comfort coursed through her body, and she couldn't help but giggle and seduce, "Good... cock... brother... you... are so good... I want... deeper... harder... hehe... hehe..." Her voice was broken, and finally, she squeezed out a tear of joy.

Xiao Ma, aroused by her lewd and seductive state, became increasingly aroused.

At this moment, her vagina swelled a second time, and vaginal fluid, flowing with the thrusting of his penis, gradually overflowed from her vaginal opening, down her buttocks, and onto the sofa.

With more fluid, the thrusting became even smoother; he rose and fell, like a storm, wanting to shove his testicles inside as well.

By the time the second climax, Lingling had already climaxed three times.

For a woman, the third climax is the peak of orgasm, the limit of pleasure; going any further might cause physiological instability and make her unable to withstand it! Experience told him that continuing like this, standing, would take a considerable amount of time, which

wasn't good for either of them.

He quickly supported her body, pressed her down on the sofa, and then helped himself back into the original position.

Lingling was already half-asleep, floating on air, completely at his mercy, her eyes slightly closed, a dreamy smile on her face.

Xiao Ma relaxed completely, using his signature technique of slow, forceful thrusts to quickly end the encounter.

He propped himself up, channeling his strength into his knees, and thrust rapidly in one breath, rubbing the tip of his penis against her vulva.

This method was remarkably effective for those who couldn't ejaculate; in less than five minutes, Xiao Ma felt a tingling sensation in his lower back, shooting straight to his urethra.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and even the men and women beside him couldn't help but stick out their tongues, exclaiming, "That was good!"

III. Reversed Penetration: A Different Perspective The next afternoon, the eldest brother, surnamed Xu, returned from selling the stolen goods, earning over six thousand yuan.

This was enough to keep them entertained for a week.

Everyone brainstormed ideas, arranged the program, and the strategist managed the payments.

A meeting was scheduled for 3 PM, but both Lingling and Xiaoma were fast asleep, and no amount of calling could wake them.

The reason was that they had ejaculated too much and were exhausted! Don't think Xiaoma only ejaculated once; because it lasted excessively long, the amount of fluid was also exceptionally high. So, a word of advice: let things take their natural course; forcing things is never healthy.

Lingling deserves the most credit for this; the program couldn't be arranged without her. However, there was no guarantee when she would wake up, leaving everyone scratching their heads in frustration.

Finally, the strategist suggested calling a doctor nearby, who administered several injections of heart stimulants and supplements, finally waking her up.

Xiaoma fared better; after the injection, she woke up instantly, as if nothing had happened.

Lingling, however, was quite different. She was awake, but her mind was still foggy, her vision blurred, her mouth dry, and her stomach felt like it was about to churn.

A sudden urge to urinate forced her to stand up. Her legs were weak, but she could still move with difficulty. Her vulva, hot and swollen, screamed and sat back down.

Seeing the situation was amiss, everyone started asking questions, especially Xiao Ma, who was most concerned. He ran over and anxiously asked, "What's wrong, Lingling?" Seeing Xiao Ma, she felt a pang of sadness, but her stubbornness forced her to swallow it back. She glared at him and said, "It's all your fault! You've been making things difficult for so long!" Without hesitation, she lifted her skirt, revealing her swollen vulva. It turned out that they didn't bother wearing underwear indoors.

Some people touched it; it was warm and scalding, like freshly baked bread.

Seeing that he had caused the trouble, Xiao Ma immediately stood up and said to everyone, "Wait a minute, I have a solution, I'll be right back!" He said this without turning his head.

Sure enough, a moment later, he returned with several medicines in his hands, including anti-inflammatory ointment and cooling powder.

He pushed through the crowd, sprinkled some powder on Lingling's vulva, and then applied a layer of ointment. The swelling immediately eased, leaving a cool and refreshing sensation.

It was like eating ice cream on a hot day, cooling to the bone.

Lingling breathed a comfortable sigh of relief.

She felt much better.

Then they discussed the evening's activities.

Ice skating! Dancing! Going to a nightclub! Listening to music! Everyone had their own unique opinions and interests, and opinions varied greatly.

Lingling, who usually loved to be active, was different tonight. Her body was weak, and her sores hadn't healed, so ice skating and dancing were temporarily out of the question, but she was somewhat interested in listening to music.

The first to agree was the strategist, the "eye of the tiger and leopard gang." He could mix and match any flavor, and his specialty was adapting to the situation and going with the flow, so he was very popular and well-liked by everyone.

No matter the matter, once he opens his mouth, it usually pleases everyone, and afterwards he always spouts a set of grand principles.

When everyone agrees with him, they know he has ulterior motives and watch him closely.

Sure enough, seeing the expectant looks on everyone's faces, he grinned and said, "Tonight we'll go to the First Wine Shop to hear Brother Liang's 'Eighteen Farewell Scenes.' What will the pavilion be like?" Most of them are fans of Ling Bo, and when Brother Liang is mentioned, a wave of goodwill wells up in their hearts, their eyebrows beaming with joy.

People are so strange. Brother Liang's records have been famous throughout Taiwan for years. Almost everyone who has seen the Liang Zhu film can recite them by heart. Before Ling Bo came, they were indeed a bit tired of listening to them. Now that she's here, her melodious voice is as beautiful as ever, but many fans are willing to spend ten times the price to see her, which is quite satisfying.

I heard that many people have even come all the way from the south to hear her sing, making the round trip! This group of Tiger and Leopard Gang brothers and sisters have long wanted to visit and see her, but the fees are too high, and they have to travel. The tickets alone cost more than two thousand dollars. He hadn't even factored in his late-night snack and transportation costs! When the strategist suggested it today, everyone was happy to go and listen; a break from the tension was much needed.

However, they still felt the ticket price was too high, a bit of a waste of money. The biggest reason was that the "Eighteen Farewell Scenes" were outdated.

The strategist, observing their expressions, saw through their thoughts and mysteriously smiled, "Haha! You're worried about the ticket price? That seems unnecessary. As the saying goes, 'The wool comes from the sheep's back.' At this time, the people at the First Wine Shop are mostly upper-middle-class or higher wealthy patrons. We'll seize the opportunity and buy another ticket; it's safer than sorry, definitely enough!" Once the strategist's explanation was revealed, everyone understood and applauded, unanimously agreeing without objection.

They went in three groups, arriving by 9:10. The first two groups occupied key passageways, while the strategist provided support from the middle.

Listening to the songs became a secondary objective for them. Well, that's it.

Lingbo's appeal is quite strong. Although the song "Eighteen Farewell Scenes" is already tiresome, her daily ticket sales have been over 80% for more than three weeks, which is truly remarkable.

Lingbo didn't appear on stage until after 10:30, dressed in a striking red outfit, which caused a slight stir among the audience.

Although it only lasted a few minutes, in this brief commotion, the Tiger and Leopard Gang youths made two more hauls.

With the strategist's help, they caught the stolen goods and left with two women's handbags.

Unfortunately, although the results were good, the haul wasn't ideal. Apart from some pocket money, the rest were women's items, and the total value wasn't even half the ticket price! In a fit of anger, they simply threw the handbags into the trash can.

At this time, everyone felt a bit hungry, so they crowded into the Xiongxiong Restaurant, ordered food and drinks, and ate heartily.

Lingling, due to her all-night partying the night before, had lost several sips... Exhausted, they were in dire need of nourishment.

As long as they had money, they didn't care about the bills for eating, drinking, and having fun; they indulged in whatever they pleased.

Because of their eagerness, they ordered only the most expensive and elaborate dishes, paying only after they had eaten.

When the bill arrived, it utterly shocked the strategist—over two thousand yuan, no small sum! Fortunately, the money was hard-earned; let it go. There would be other opportunities tomorrow! Back at the inn, Lingling was extremely sleepy and immediately fell asleep.

The others, also quite drunk, divided into four groups of about a dozen people, all sleeping on the shared bunk beds.

After some time, Lingling felt thirsty and got up to find some water. Suddenly, she heard some sounds. She got up beside her; the sound was strange, like a pump pressing water, making a constant "squeaking" sound. She instinctively guessed that it was something else.

She was initially too lazy to look and remained dozing with her eyes closed, but strangely enough, even the slightest sound triggered a tense and focused nerve throughout her body.

She looked towards the sound and saw a figure rising and falling in the shadows, the "squeaking" sound emanating from it.

Now it was much clearer; it seemed to contain some water, the sound "squeak, squeak" coming from her right.

Her thirst vanished, and she slowly turned and walked towards the sound.

As she approached, she saw it was the strategist thrusting, and the one below was undoubtedly Lizhu, as they were old partners.

In the dim light, she could only see the penis moving in and out of the opening, its shaft glistening with sweat, probably quite wet! Based on her experience, the opening was so small that the penis would have a difficult time moving in, but this was not the case. At this moment, the opening seemed like a hole with a hole, the penis being driven into the stone cavity like a mortar and pestle.

Judging from the situation, they had been penetrating for quite some time.

The penis thrust deeper and deeper, its thrusts becoming increasingly vigorous, causing strands of vaginal fluid to overflow from the opening and flow into the buttocks.

Suddenly, a soft moan came from below.

"Ugh! Is it done yet?... I'm falling again!" Strangely, this was clearly Xiu Mei's accent! When had they ever been together? "Hehe! It's still early! I took a little too much medicine tonight, so it might take a while!" It was the strategist answering.

"Let's hurry up! It would be embarrassing if Li Zhu saw us!" "Don't worry about that. Here, it doesn't matter who's with whom. As long as there's interest, everyone can come and do as they please. Hey, your vagina is so wonderful, so curved and narrow, like a perfect snail shell! Hehe..." "Stop talking! My back is about to break from your weight! Hurry up!" She was getting impatient; in fact, with her petite and delicate figure, she really couldn't withstand such a heavy load.

"Then let's switch positions! Also, you're too wet inside, you should wipe yourself before we continue!" the strategist suggested.

"Switch positions! How can that be? I don't want to!" "Oh dear! My dear girl, this is called 'reversing yin and yang'! It's to make you feel more comfortable! Come on, come on, let's switch quickly!" Before Xiu Mei could react, he plopped up.

Xiu Mei was about to sit up when she suddenly cried out, "Ouch! It hurts!" and lay back down.

The strategist was slightly taken aback and said, "Your back hurts!" "It's because I've been pressed down by your dead body for too long!" she rolled her eyes at him! "No problem, no problem! Let me help you up!" he said, taking her slender hand and pulling her up.

Xiumei quickly grabbed a stack of toilet paper, pressed it against her vulva, and wiped herself several times. After she finished, she pointed to the pile of used white paper and said angrily, "Look, so much!" "These are yours! Who told you to be so quick!" the strategist said shamelessly.

"What a load of rubbish! It's all because of those pills! I'll definitely forbid you from taking them next time, they've made my back and legs ache!" "Alright! Alright! Now it's the other way around, you're not sore anymore! Hehe, my Chengcheng!" She picked up Xiumei's petite and delicate body, straddling her belly, and gently called out, "Come on!" Xiumei was using this position for the first time, and her movements were very awkward.

She asked blankly, "How do I do this?" "Sigh! Just put it in!" She shook her gleaming little brother.

Xiumei saw that she was already in a bind, and she had no choice but to do it. At the same time, out of curiosity, she also wanted to try something new.

She slightly raised her legs, raising her vulva slightly, aimed at the glans, and sat down.

She thought that would be enough to insert it, but she was completely wrong.

Because her vulva was angled upwards, when she sat down like this, the penis slid right into her buttocks.

The strategist, an experienced man, quickly stopped her, saying, "Lean your upper body forward slightly, sit at an angle, and it will be easier to insert!" Xiumei knew her own physiology best; without this angled position, it wouldn't go in.

However, this angled position was awkward, and it was easy for the penis to slip outside the opening.

She sniffed slightly and said, "This is so annoying! You wicked man!" Saying this, she leaned forward, lifting her buttocks, and inserted herself.

Taking advantage of her raised vulva, the strategist held his hard penis with one hand, parted her labia with the other, aligned it with the opening, and pressed the glans against it.

When Xiumei sat down, the penis was inserted perfectly to the root.

This inverted insertion, for a woman, seemed to not only reduce the weight on her body, but also allow the penis to be inserted tightly to the root, filling her completely and pressing against her clitoris. The sensation of always having a small part of it outside the vaginal opening, unlike when she was lying on top, was much more intense.

So when she sat down and penetrated fully, Xiu Mei felt a surge of satisfying novelty, her heart secretly cheering, "Wonderful, wonderful!" Meanwhile, the man felt a tingling sensation in his penis that no other position could compare to.

The strategist couldn't help but chuckle, "Xiu Mei! Faster! A good ride! Faster!" Just then, Ling Ling, who had been watching from the sidelines, recalled Xiao Ma's ferocity the previous night. No wonder it was several times longer than usual; it turned out they were using drugs to maintain it.

She'd heard that women also had drugs for protection. If she could buy some, she'd try them next time, making sure these boys couldn't handle it and were left in a bad way! She realized how powerful her mistress was.

She closed her eyes, immersed in self-indulgence.

The strategist and Xiu Mei, their pleasure escalating, became even more excited, their movements becoming more vigorous.

Xiu Mei, especially, enjoying this new experience, happily hugged his neck tightly, refusing to let go of his deep, sweet kisses.

A kiss blossomed between their lips, sweet as honey, like flies encountering nectar. The strategist, of course, wouldn't let such an opportunity pass.

Lips parted slightly, saliva dripping.

The sounds of "tsk, tsk" grew louder.

Lingling, who had been drifting off to sleep, was suddenly awakened by the noise, dragged back from her slumber.

Furious, whether from hatred or jealousy, she sat bolt upright, slapping her shapely bottom and saying, "When are you going to stop this?! I didn't sleep a wink all night!" "That's it! You kept us up all night, and we were kept awake too!" the strategist retorted softly, head held high.

"Who told you to be so naughty, peeping like that!" Lingling retorted defiantly.

"So you were peeking too, weren't you! Forget it! We're all in the same boat, no one should blame anyone else. Anyone can join in if it's fun. If you're interested, I can come and keep you company after Xiu Mei finishes her business!" Before he finished speaking, the big guy sat up with a grin and said, "Xiao Ling! Are you interested?" He wanted to rekindle their old relationship.

"Little thing, I'm not interested anymore! Toad, stop thinking about it!" At this moment, Xiao Ma was also amused and laughed, "Little thing, not enough? Let my big hot potato grind some more!" "You immortal devil! Who wants you!" Ling Ling seemed to have escaped from a siege, pulled the blanket over her head, and fell asleep.

V. A Variety of Tricks, Case Solved, Dream Back Since Ling Ling got this trick, Xiao Ma was indeed much more submissive and dared not argue with her anymore.

Because she had many tricks and ruthless methods, if you messed with her, you would really suffer the consequences! The strategist was the most cunning member of the gang. He secretly learned from Xiao Ma how to enhance male genitalia after helping him out of a predicament. As for Lingling's drug source, the girl would give it to him, but she refused to reveal its origin.

He secretly took a little, intending to test it on Xiumei.

He deliberately drank some wine before going to bed.

This group of dissolute young men and women always slept in the same tatami room, falling asleep haphazardly at night, with no distinction between men and women.

Once the lights were off, they would grab whoever was there and do whatever they wanted, not caring who saw them. However, most of them had a tacit understanding beforehand.

The strategist went to bed early tonight. Upon returning, he lay in a corner, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep, calming his mind.

Once the lights were off, he slowly moved his body to Xiumei's side.

Despite her petite and delicate appearance, Xiu Mei's curves were remarkably prominent, especially her breasts, which were high and full, like large, fleshy balls.

He gently unhooked her bra, placing one hand on them; they were smooth and soft, like warm jade.

A full grasp of them in his hand was indeed extremely soothing and pleasing.

The purple grapes at the tips were firm and robust, swollen to their fullest.

Yu Feng's erogenous zones were quite sensitive; upon contact, they sent an electric shock straight to his central nervous system.

The two had exchanged pleasantries before going to bed, and Xiu Mei felt a tingling sensation in her heart. Naturally, she wasn't going to be outdone. Her slender hand reached out and grasped his penis, while she whispered, "It's so big! Have you taken your medicine?" "Hehe! To make you even happier, I specially gave you injections and medicine to make it grow bigger! Oh! Look how much bigger it is than before, hehe!" She grasped his penis and deliberately pressed it against his penis, moving it around a little.

"No wonder there are so many people here, oh my! It's so scary! It's at least a quarter bigger than before!" She moved even harder.

"Sigh! You've started imitating the fake gorilla too, stop saying you're scared, you won't even have time to make love later! Hehe!" With his hard penis being moved by the opposite sex, the flames of desire in his heart rose even higher, a wave of heat surged into his mind, his blood rushed through his body, the veins on his face bulged, and his eyes shone brightly as if they were about to breathe fire.

She couldn't resist the itch, and reached down along her abdomen, past the soft, tender grass, straight to the entrance of her paradise.

The beautiful vulva was also warm and wriggling at this moment, and when her fingers pressed on the clitoris, a sensation like ants crawling immediately spread into her uterus.

She let out a soft "whoosh," and giggled coquettishly, "Hehe! It tickles! Don't... it doesn't hurt... it doesn't tickle... a little... a little deeper... hehe!" She was wild, her lewdness completely exposed.

The strategist's desire burned fiercely; simply holding her clitoris wasn't enough. She was a master at seizing opportunities, so she naturally went with the flow, her fingers probing downwards, parting her labia, and inserting directly inside.

Her beautiful labia were quite rare, exceptionally thick, two delicate, almost translucent walls, tightly closed, leaving only a thin gap in the middle before reaching the entrance to her paradise.

The entrance was only the size of a bean, making it difficult to insert properly at first! For this type of vulva, the friction between the two labia alone was already quite sensual.

Moreover, the entrance was particularly narrow, and the constant sucking on the head of his penis made him feel incredibly comfortable, almost

like he was flying to heaven! With the cave entrance in sight, he couldn't let it go easily. The strategist's fingers probed the entrance for a while, finding the gap in the middle. It was a tiny opening; inserting his finger felt like being sucked by a nursing infant's lips, tightly gripping it.

He knew this passage was incredibly tight, and after a few more thrusts, it would immediately loosen.

To test Lingling's drug, he needed to open this gateway first, making it looser before inserting the medicine! He suppressed his desire, using his fingers to tease and manipulate the opening. He

sucked on the urethral opening, making Xiumei unable to laugh for a moment. With each

thrust, their passion intensified, and Xiumei was completely immersed in the caresses of her lover.

Her face flushed, her eyes were alluring, and her heart pounded like a deer's, as if a major battle was about to begin.

The strategist forcefully suppressed his burning desire, his fingers thrusting in and out relentlessly, gradually increasing the intensity from one finger to three.

The bandage had loosened considerably, making the insertions easier and more fluid.

Knowing the time was ripe, he didn't hesitate and immediately pulled out.

He quickly applied some ointment under his fingernails.

Since it was his first time using it, the less the better; too much might cause discomfort, and more could be added if needed—this was his carefulness.

Xiumei thought he was about to launch into action, and slightly straightened her body, ready to fight.

But the strategist, contrary to his usual practice, continued to attack with his fingers, which was beyond Xiumei's expectations.

The second attack, due to the loosened bandage at the entrance, went in easily, slowly dissolving the ointment around her vulva and covering it completely.

Xiumei felt a large swarm of ants crawling around her inside the cave. Unlike before, they didn't just disappear as they crawled deeper; instead, they slithered and moved in circles along the entire inner wall.

At first, she managed to grit her teeth and endure it, but gradually she started to giggle.

The strategist knew the drug had taken effect, but deliberately asked, "Little treasure! Is this comfortable?" "Comfortable my foot! I...it's...itchy inside!" she said without any hesitation, seemingly quite dissatisfied with his slow movements.

"Itchy! That's easy, isn't this a little better?" As he spoke, he scratched a few times with his fingers.

"Ouch! What are you doing? How can you scratch this place with your fingernails! Not only has the itch not gone away, it's even starting to hurt!" She grabbed his penis hard and gave it a good thud.

This thing isn't afraid of being squeezed, but it's afraid of being pulled. A little force is enough to make it tough. In her anger, Xiumei naturally pulled a little harder, causing the strategist's buttocks to twitch as he cried out, "Are you crazy?! You're going to break my dick! Ouch! That hurts!" He said, frowning.

"Hehe! Who told you to be disobedient!" Having achieved her revenge, she temporarily forgot about the itch below.

"Oh my god! How am I disobedient at all! If you're really itchy, let me change your position, and I guarantee you'll be completely relieved and so comfortable you'll be begging for mercy! Come on! Hurry up!" Normally, Xiumei would refuse any position, and the strategist had already tried several times. This time, wanting to try something new, he used Lingling's ointment as bait.

Now, seeing the little fish had taken the bait, it quickly made its way into the other position.

Xiumei was currently suffering from an unbearable tingling and itching sensation due to the effects of the medicine. As long as the itch could be relieved, she wouldn't care about anything else.

Besides, the strategist's ideas were usually not wrong, so she casually replied, "How do you want me to do it?" "That's very simple! Come on! Kneel down first, put your hands under the sofa, and I'll insert it from behind.

" Before he finished speaking, he immediately lifted her delicate body, made her kneel in front of the sofa, and at the same time, held his hard, fiery penis, pressing it against her vulva from her buttocks.

Xiumei gently pulled, guiding it into her vagina.

Such thrusting wouldn't be enough to satisfy her, so how could it be fulfilling! The key lies with the woman; because her buttocks are suspended in the air, the rocking motion is more flexible and convenient, allowing the penis to rub heavily inside her vagina.

The increased friction naturally relieved the tingling and itching, so after Xiumei rolled a few times, she slowly exhaled, secretly thinking, "Sweet, sweet." She

rolled and rocked even more vigorously.

A fiery, hard cock nestled between her buttocks, its two round, plump mounds rubbing tightly against her. The beauty lay there; those firm yet soft buttocks, with just a gentle roll, would send the entire shaft swooning.

The strategist gasped, squeezing her breasts tightly in pleasure, applying force.

"Ouch! So heavy! It hurts! Go easy on me!" she cried, her hips rocking back and forth with even more force.

At this moment, she was relieving her itch, seemingly lost in ecstasy! The strategist, oblivious to all else, responded with soft moans, her hands still grasping her breasts.

Both were immersed in a sea of desire, entering a state of blissful oblivion.

In the midst of their blissful intoxication, the two suddenly heard a sharp shout: "Damn it, you're using drugs to torment me too! Damn it, you old hag!" The voice came from behind them, sounding like Lizhu's accent. The strategist thought it must be Big Guy who had caused the trouble, since he and Big Guy had asked Lingling for the drugs at the same time! And Big Guy was a notoriously careless person; he probably used a little too much, and Lizhu had noticed.

Sure enough, they heard Big Guy lower his voice and say, "I'm so sorry, I only used a little bit, but I didn't expect the drug to be so effective. My purpose is to give you even greater pleasure!" "Stop being so indecisive, hurry up!" She seemed to be itching so much that she couldn't stop.

"Hehe!" Big Guy chuckled inwardly and began thrusting his massive body in the shadows.

Before long, Lizhu kicked out and said fiercely, "Sigh! It's no use! Sigh!" Her voice was somewhat mournful.

This confused the big guy, who asked blankly, "What! Is it not fast enough? I can go faster!" "Sigh! It's no use going faster! It just makes you look much smaller than others!" she complained. The

big guy then realized that his thing was useless.

But this was genetic, and although it could be remedied with medicine, there was nothing that could be done in the short term! Fortunately, he had a flash of inspiration and gently comforted her, "Then let's imitate the method of the strategist and Xiu Mei, maybe it will be better! Look! Aren't they going crazy with joy!" The strategist and Xiu Mei were so happy that they couldn't understand a word of her conversation, they were just thrusting and shaking with all their might, perfectly coordinated.

Li Zhu saw this and felt strange, but she was in a dilemma, and it would be even more uncomfortable if she didn't do it this way! The position was ready, and she knew it at a glance. She sat up, quickly turned around and knelt down, pressing herself down on the tatami.

The burly man followed closely, and before he could even get into position, his thin penis had already slid into Lizhu's vagina through her slender hand.

She used her waist strength, trying her best to mimic Xiumei's movements.

She was strong and had thick legs, so her movements weren't as strenuous as Xiumei's, and the range of motion was greater.

Because his penis was inferior, the burly man was completely passive, lying face down on her back.

The narrowness of her buttocks and the rubbing against her plump buttocks made his penis, though smaller than a star, incredibly pleasurable.

It was nothing like before, when he felt like a small boat adrift on the sea, completely numb.

He secretly applauded his strategist's ingenious plan.

However, Lizhu's situation was different. Because the penis was a bit short, part of the shaft was still outside, preventing deep penetration. Although she repeatedly thrust forcefully, it could only alleviate the discomfort in the first half of her vagina.

She couldn't penetrate any further.

But this was better than before, better than nothing! Gradually, she relaxed, turning to a more circuitous approach.

Meanwhile, the strategist was panting heavily as he thrust, his technique much more skillful, matching Xiumei's movements.

He pinched the small nipples, making Xiumei giggle frequently, the sound clearly audible in the quiet night.

Suddenly, Xiumei let out a soft "Ugh," and cried out intermittently, "Faster! Faster! Harder! I... Ugh... I'm going to... fall off..." As soon as she finished speaking, a surge of heat welled up from within.

The head of his penis trembled violently from the heat, and the strategist swallowed hard, exclaiming, "Yes! Yes! Faster! More force! Good tool! More force! Hmm! I... I'm about to fall too..." He thrust a few more times, then suddenly relaxed, a wave of pleasure shooting from his back to the tip of his glans.

He was limp, floating! Like a hibernating snake, he lay motionless on her beautiful back! Seeing this, Lizhu felt even more itchy. She thought for a moment, then closed her lips, regretting not asking for this useless guy.

The big guy was different; his penis was small and had never experienced such intense friction. The first taste of the exotic flavor made his soul float to the sky! In less than two minutes, he couldn't hold back anymore, and a gush of fluid shot out like an arrow, powerful and forceful. Lizhu couldn't help but sigh, "This material does have some use after all!" But the depths of her vagina were still itchy.

Ejaculation is inevitable for men (with few exceptions), and the big guy was no exception.

He lay quietly on Lizhu's back, panting.

"What's wrong! Can't you move?" she finally managed to say,

hoping he would continue.

The big guy knew he had used a lot of ointment tonight, and the tingling in his hole hadn't completely subsided. He had tried to thrust a few more times, but he was powerless. His penis grew softer and softer, eventually shrinking to the size of a pigeon egg.

He felt lost and turned away weakly, closing his eyes to rest. "Ugh! You're all just empty shells, finished in one go! Ugh! You're such persistent devils, so annoying! Look... I... I'm still itchy! What should I do!" The big guy had already exerted all his strength, and his final thrust hadn't yielded a single drop. He lay there speechless, dazed from the scolding.

Lizhu urged him on, shaking him by pressing his shoulders.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, an arm suddenly reached out from beside Cai, grabbing Lizhu's slender waist and whispering, "What's so difficult about this? Let me guarantee you'll have your fun!" Lizhu recognized Xiao Ma's voice, which resonated with her perfectly. The sheer size of his manhood alone was enough to intimidate her. She relaxed, turned

around, and giggled.

"You dare to try?" "What's there to be afraid of? Do you think I'd lose to you?" "That's not what I meant, I was talking about her!" She pointed to where Lingling was lying.

"Don't be loud, let's find somewhere else!" A gust of wind blew, and the two quietly moved to the toilet.

The toilet was incredibly cramped, less than a meter in diameter, barely enough for one person to squat in. In such a small space, you couldn't even lie down, let alone have a go! Lizhu was utterly astonished; she had no idea what trick Xiao Ma was up to.

The two went inside, and Xiao Ma closed the door and locked it from the inside.

He chuckled, "Come on! Sit down and put your legs on my shoulders, back against the wall, let me help you up!" He squatted down, so they were facing each other, their backs against the wall.

Li Zhu sat on his lap, her legs lifting slightly. Xiao Ma wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and with a push of his legs, slowly stood up.

Fortunately, her back was against the wall, so it wasn't too strenuous.

Once he was standing, his arms wrapped around Li Zhu's buttocks, supporting her body.

He muttered, "Put my cock in!" Li Zhu reached out and grabbed the hot, large cock, shoving it into her vagina.

Knowing her own body, she didn't need to probe; it went in perfectly.

Because of the support from the walls, the cock was inserted all the way in, leaving no gap.

His penis was over seven inches long, top-tier in both length and girth.

It was inserted all the way in, almost to the very bottom! With that thrust, Lizhu let out a long sigh and said with a smile, "You little devil, you really have a way with things!" "How was it? Enjoyed it? The best is yet to come!" He said, giving a gentle thrust while simultaneously pressing down on Lizhu's buttocks with both hands, making them even tighter and more intimate. A

satisfied smile spread across Lizhu's face. She let out a soft "mmm," quietly enjoying the itch-relieving comfort.

Xiao Ma was indeed skilled; while thrusting, he also held her buttocks and moved them in a circular motion.

Her vagina was already full, and with his penis reaching the very bottom, the friction against her vaginal walls sent shivers down her spine.

She gently lowered her cherry lips, letting her saliva flow.

Xiao Ma casually sucked on it.

It was like eating ice cream on a hot day, cooling her to the core.

Their tongues met, swirling together.

Both of them inhaled deeply.

The more they touched, the more their desire intensified, and Xiao Ma began to thrust harder, violently.

However, standing up made it unnecessarily strenuous, and his

speed remained slow.

Li Zhu silently admired her husband

's skill, but also worried about his exertion.

She gently stroked his back, her voice tender and loving.

She would occasionally ask in a comforting voice, "Struggling? Should we rest for a while?" The more she comforted him, the harder Xiao Ma thrust, displaying bravery amidst tenderness—perhaps a common trait among men.

Just as the two were deeply in love, locked in a fierce struggle, the light in the outer room suddenly came on, as if a group of people had entered.

According to their usual rule, after sleeping, the lights were never turned on, unless there were exceptional circumstances or outsiders… Thinking of this, Li Zhu and Xiao Ma realized something serious might be happening.

This instantly extinguished their burning desire.

Xiao Ma hastily lowered her body.

But Xiao Erge remained erect, as straight as a flagpole.

At this moment, chaos erupted outside, with soft groans and shouts.

Then came a loud knocking on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door! We're here for an inspection!" The voice was unfamiliar, clearly not one of their own.

Inside was a uniformed police officer.

Their group, especially the two habitual thieves surnamed Xu who dealt in stolen goods, were already handcuffed.

It seemed the situation was hopeless; they likely wouldn't escape.

Sure enough, after some negotiation,

the police, perhaps slightly indecent, took them all to the station for questioning.

Under skillful questioning, they all confessed to their debauchery and the general details of the theft.

A large amount of stolen goods were seized during the night transport and the case was transferred to the authorities for prosecution.

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