The Fake Police Headquarters [Completed] (Author: Unknown)

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At 4:30 PM, the fake police chief drove his Ford Uranus around Chung Shan Girls' High School, searching for female students who had just finished class to be his prey.

Sixteen-year-old girls—how vibrant and youthful they were, how alluring! Look! Hundreds upon hundreds of pure-looking female students poured out of the school, filling the area around Chung Shan Girls' High School with boundless youthful energy.

Some chatted in groups; some hurried along, heads down, catching the bus; some stood by the roadside, craning their necks, waiting for their chauffeured cars. Their figures varied—tall, short, plump, thin; some had beautiful faces, but none were ugly. Because youth itself makes one radiant! Moreover, these girls were all winners of the high school entrance exams! Each one was the pride of their family, friends, and neighbors! Their immense confidence made them all hold their heads high, puff out their breasts, and stick out their buttocks, radiating a captivating glow!

Looking at so many young girls, his heart almost melted. He drove his Uranus around Zhongshan Girls' High School again and again, diligently searching for beautiful and charming girls. Finally, his efforts paid off. On Jianguo North Road towards Yuanshan, near Minsheng East Road, he saw her! The perfect pure and innocent girl in his mind—his prey for the day! His sexual playmate for the day! It was her!

First: her face and figure were top-notch! She could give him the highest level of physical and mental pleasure!

Second: she walked around looking around leisurely, clearly in a relaxed and bored mood! This state of mind is most easily invaded and possessed!

Third: she was walking alone, with no other students nearby! He would not be disturbed! She would not receive any assistance!

He drove ten meters in front of her and stopped. He got out of the car and walked towards her, politely saying, "Excuse me, miss! I'm sorry to bother you!" She opened her large, bright eyes, tilted her head, and naturally revealed a sweet smile, curiously looking directly at the young man: He seemed refined, about thirty years old, she estimated.

He grew increasingly fond of this beautiful young woman with an oval face, thick eyebrows, red lips, white teeth, and an innocent charm. He filled his most attractive weapon—his captivating, expressive eyes—with smiles, hoping to make a good impression on her. He handed her a photographic ID: "I am Captain Wang, Military Prosecutor of the Garrison Headquarters. This is my ID." Actually, it was a forgery!

She took it, glanced at it haphazardly, and handed it back; she couldn't tell the difference anyway. "May I ask what's the matter?" he asked. He said kindly, "There's a case concerning national security that I'd like your assistance in investigating!" "National security?" she asked, a little nervously. "What's wrong?" "Don't be nervous! It's just to ask you a few questions at headquarters. Please get in the car!" He wanted her to get in his car? To the garrison headquarters? Wasn't that a rather mysterious and scary place? She started to get scared: "I...I..." She turned to look in the direction of the school, hoping to find an instructor or teacher for help, or at least a classmate for courage, but she couldn't see a single person!

Seeing her hesitation, he was afraid that if she dragged it out too long, someone might come and ruin his plans, so he quickly put pressure on her: "If you come with me now, you can go back after asking a few questions. Or do you want me to go to the school tomorrow during your class and take you away in front of the whole class and teachers, so the whole school knows about this?" She was still hesitating; he opened the car door, gestured for her to get in, and gently pushed her back. She had no choice but to get in.

Once in the back seat, she noticed that all the car windows were covered with reflective film; you could see out from the inside, but you couldn't see in from the outside!

As he drove onto the overpass, his tone immediately turned icy:

"Why did you betray your country?" Her heart skipped a beat: "I didn't!" "Still trying to deny it! We've gathered ample evidence! I just regret that such a lovely and intelligent girl like you would do such a thing!" "I really didn't!" She was almost crying!

"Really?" He drove off the overpass and stopped in a secluded corner.

"Close your eyes, I'm going to ask you a few questions!" He watched her obediently close her eyes. Her delicate face, framed by a slightly upturned, straight nose and rosy lips, was truly captivating! He really wanted to lean in and kiss her right away!

"What's your name?" "Huang Xiujie." "Age?" "Sixteen." "Address?" "No. 18, Lane 32, Minquan East Road, 3rd Floor." "Phone number?" "5965808." "Look at yourself! Who else could this be but you?" He handed her a folder:

She opened it and saw a file inside. It read:

Garrison Headquarters, No. A341, Crime: Treason, Name: Huang Xiujie, Age: Sixteen, Address: 3rd Floor, No. 18, Lane 32, Minquan East Road, Phone:

She stared at the file, completely dumbfounded!

She smiled broadly, revealing two charming dimples. The excitement of escaping death was mixed with a touch of shyness. He drove to the intersection of Zhongxiao Road and Fuxing South Road, to a famous self-service hotel. When he got out of the car, he considerately draped a trench coat over her to cover her school uniform.

A row of slides on the wall near the entrance showed the decor and furnishings of each room, representing various international styles.

He held her hand like a lover, stood in front of the slides, and asked her which room she liked. She glanced at it quickly, blushing from her face to her neck, her voice barely audible: "Anything." He carefully chose a room, took the card, locked it, went to the room number, opened the door, and led her inside.

She looked around the room with a mixture of shyness and curiosity. In the center of the room was a large round bed, and three walls were lined with large mirrors. Besides the shower, the bathroom had a large bathtub big enough for two people to bathe in together, with frosted glass walls. The entire room was decorated in a magnificent, golden style, making one feel as if they were in a dreamlike illusion. He locked the door, sat on the edge of the bed, and beckoned her over. She timidly and slowly walked towards him.

He gently asked, "Is this your first time here?" She nodded. He took her hand, brought it to his lips, and carefully tasted and sucked on each of her fingers.

She closed her eyes tightly, a tingling, electric current coursing through her body. Seeing he'd teased her enough, he reached out and unbuttoned her shirt. She reflexively grabbed his hands. He sat with his legs spread, his right arm around her waist, his left hand caressing her buttocks through her schoolgirl skirt. He pulled her closer, clamping his legs around her, and slowly removed her shirt. Then, his hands roamed over her bare back and waist. With her full cooperation, he unhooked her bra. Her small breasts, with their beautiful curves, perked upwards. Her pink nipples, untouched by men, were already swollen and trembling slightly. These were breasts only a well-developed teenage girl could possess, only she deserved to possess. He pressed his face to her breasts, greedily inhaling the unique fragrance of a virgin. She trembled, her hands involuntarily covering his head, and softly asked, "Do you have a mole?" He took a deep breath, his face leaving her breasts, and said, "Let me look closely." His hands remained tightly on her waist and hips, diligently caressing, roaming, and squeezing. "Mmm!" "I didn't see any marks, but your nipples are so beautiful," he said, then took the right one, sucking, licking, and gently biting it. She let out a moan, "Oh—" and her body reflexively twisted and swayed back and forth for a while. He then said, "And this one too," and took the left one, sucking, licking, and gently biting it just as well. Her whole body went limp, and she leaned against him.

He carried her to the bed, knelt beside her, and pulled off her school skirt. He stroked her inner thighs with both hands. She breathed heavily and asked if he had any birthmarks. He said, "Let me take a closer look."

As he spoke, he licked back and forth on the inside of her thighs with his tongue, sucked on them with his lips, and gently bit them with his teeth. She gasped and moaned, her waist twisting involuntarily. He smelled the strong odor emanating from her private parts and knew the time had come. He reached out to pull down her panties. She grabbed the waistband warily and weakly protested: No! No! He said, "Wearing underwear, can't I see if there's a birthmark?" He forcefully ripped off her underwear. She could only close her eyes tighter and tighter, letting him look. He knelt beside her, parted her tightly closed thighs, and freely admired her undisguised beauty. Ancient songs praised the most alluring girls of sixteen, and she was indeed sixteen—the breath of youth, the charming expression, the captivating figure, the delicate skin—truly a masterpiece! Hearing her soft, melodious whispers, he suppressed a laugh and replied seriously, "Let me see more clearly." He then lifted her legs onto his shoulders, lowered his head, and his tongue swiftly probed her labia, churning them wildly. She was utterly captivated! She moaned softly, her hips swaying up and down in response. She gripped his hair tightly, unable to push or pull, only able to hold on for a moment to alleviate the intense emptiness in her lower body. He forcefully thrust his tongue inside her, and she felt a sharp pain, instinctively twisting away, quickly pulling away from his grasp. He grabbed her thighs, pulling her back, and thrusting his tongue in again. This time it hurt even more, so he pulled away faster and further. He knew it was her hymen acting up. He thought: "I have to force it!" So he quickly stripped off his clothes.

She saw his strong, muscular body pressing down on her, smelled the mature man's scent, and felt dizzy and lightheaded. She could only weakly whisper "No! No!" He leaned close to her ear and asked, "Are you gay? Why are you saying no?" Then he thrust his tongue into her ear, licking and licking. As her whole body trembled, his manhood invaded, breaking through her defenses! Conquering and plundering! As he pulled away, she cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls. He gently withdrew, lay down beside her, licked away her tears, and slipped his tongue into her cherry-like mouth, coaxing her to swallow and resist, caressing her to ease her pain. While they were showering, she asked, "Do you believe I'm not a lesbian?" He replied, "It's hard to say. How about this, if you suck me until I ejaculate, I'll believe you." She retorted angrily, "But I can't! That's a girl's nature!" If you weren't a lesbian, you would definitely say, pressing down on her shoulders, making her kneel down, and then pressing her face against his manhood. Actually, she had watched porn on the fourth channel at home. At this moment, she could only stick out her tongue and lick and suck his genitals like licking ice cream. He looked at this young girl who was just beginning to understand human nature, kneeling at his feet and diligently serving his manhood. He felt extremely comfortable and happy, and soon he ejaculated all over her face. When he saw her dodge, he quickly put her face back in place and ordered her to lick it clean.

She obediently did as he said, and the two got into the car.

This time, he told her to sit in the front seat, next to him.

She asked timidly, "Are you still taking me to the garrison headquarters?" He looked at her affectionately. "No need! I will report to headquarters that the traitorous girl isn't you! The headquarters' information is wrong." She happily kissed him, her blushing face full of hope. "Will you still come to see me?" He pretended to be worried. "I wish I could come to see you every day, but headquarters has very strict regulations. We can't associate with the person in question. Violating the regulations will result in military law." But she said, her phoenix eyes, as dark as stars, welled up with a thin mist. "

In a few weeks! I'll risk violating the regulations to come to see you. Wait for me, okay?" She bit her lip and obediently nodded.

When they arrived at the intersection of Jianguo North Road and Minsheng Road, the place where she had gotten into the car two hours earlier, the car stopped. He hugged her tightly, their lips pressed together, and they made passionate love. He put her down and said, "I don't want you to cry, so you need to close your eyes and count to fifty before you can open them."

She gazed at him greedily—the first man in her life. After a long while, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

The car sped away. Actually, he was afraid she would remember the license plate number, which was why he told her to close her eyes. For safety reasons, he never had a second contact with the person involved.

He would definitely be exposed . He wouldn't come to Zhongshan Girls' High School again for several years.

There were so many girls' schools in the province; visiting them one by one would take several years. He had never failed. He never used condoms: through the thin membrane, it was boring and tasteless. He never ejaculated into a girl's vagina to avoid pregnancy; this was his adherence to moral principles. (
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