Anya's Life (04-05)

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The sound of boiling oil came from the kitchen. Smelling the aroma of fried eggs, Anya slowly opened her eyes. The soft and warm sunlight shone on her face through the window. In the poster on the wall, Jang Dong-gun was still so handsome, smiling at her. She didn't have to get up early for class, didn't have to worry about three meals, and didn't have to do the hard hand washing. It felt so good to be home!
She stretched and sat up slowly. She put on her underwear and nightgown and went to the bathroom to use the toilet. After washing up, she combed her hair and went to the kitchen to greet her mother.
Li Lihong, the mother, is not yet 50 years old and is already a junior leader in a state-owned enterprise. She plans to retire early in a couple of years, so she is gradually handing over the work to some capable young people, which will give her more free time. Her daughter just came back yesterday, and today she made a phone call to the office to arrange some work and decided not to go.
Anya has loved her mother's noodles since she was little, and Li Lihong specially prepared chicken noodle soup with a poached egg for her daughter's first breakfast after she came home. Anya leaned gently against her mother's back, resting her chin on her mother's shoulder, and started to act coquettishly.
"Mom, it's so good to be back! I haven't had your noodles in so long~" Li Lihong felt a warmth in her heart. Her daughter seemed more considerate and sensible than before. She smiled and said, "Sweetie, I knew you liked it. It'll be ready soon. Go out and wait a bit, and drink that glass of warm water on the table." Anya quickly pecked her mother on the cheek, tied her ponytail, and went to the dining room to drink the warm water in one gulp.
A moment later, Li Lihong brought both of their noodles to the table. The mother and daughter sat down for breakfast together again after half a year. Watching Anya slurp up the noodles with gusto, she smiled contentedly.
In the past six months, her daughter had changed quite a bit; her short hair, unchanged for over ten years, had grown long. Anya had wanted to grow her hair long and braid it before, but her mother had repeatedly rejected her, arguing that the focus should be on her studies rather than her appearance. Finally, her daughter had grown up and couldn't always listen to her like before. She felt both wistful and gratified.
"Mom, it tastes just like before, so delicious!" Anya exclaimed, finishing even the soup.
"It's good that you like to eat. When you come home, you should eat well and take good care of yourself." Li Lihong nodded as she looked at her daughter's rosy face. "But you look better than last semester. Last time you came back, you were so dark and thin, but this time you look so fresh and healthy." An Ya blushed as if she had done something wrong and quickly said, "Last semester, we had military training, and everyone got tanned." Li Lihong ate her noodles without noticing the change in An Ya's expression and continued, "My daughter has grown up. She knows how to care about her appearance and how to take care of herself, so I feel much more at ease." An Ya had a very strict upbringing. Her father, An Jianjun, was a former soldier who was assigned to the local public security bureau as a criminal investigator after his demobilization. Although he loved and cherished his only daughter, he was always stern and unsmiling. Her mother, on the other hand, occasionally played the role of a confidante. For example, she learned to cope with the panic when she had her first period and the shyness when her breasts started to develop thanks to her mother's guidance and comfort. Even when she had a crush on Lin Peng and received many love letters in high school, An Ya was able to handle it all with ease. It was her mother who enlightened her, helping her to see her path clearly amidst her distress. At that time, Anya thought that if she ever really started dating, she would definitely tell her mother first and ask her for advice.
However, the situation was different from what she had imagined. She was dating in her freshman year of college, and her relationship with Zhang Qiang had progressed too quickly. She really didn't know how to tell her mother now. She decided to keep it a secret for now and ask her mother for advice when the relationship was truly stable or if any problems arose. Therefore, before going home, Anya made up her mind to resolutely not reveal any information about her personal relationship.
"By the way, I ran into Tang Hui's mother yesterday morning. She asked if you were back yet. She said Tang Hui was incredibly bored during her vacation and had been waiting for you. You should give her a call." Li Lihong said while tidying up the table.
"I already made plans to go shopping with Tang Hui today. I'll call her when I'm ready." Anya also got up to change her clothes.
Tang Hui and Anya were best friends since the first year of junior high school, practically inseparable for all three years. Even in high school, though in different classes and with their own new social circles, they still often walked home together. Anya was a bit impatient, while Tang Hui was somewhat reserved; their personalities complemented each other. After starting university in different cities, they couldn't meet up often, only managing to rekindle their friendship during holidays.
Soon, Anya changed into a dress, called Tang Hui to arrange a meeting, and prepared to leave looking refreshed. Firstly, Anya hadn't yet developed the habit of wearing makeup, and secondly, Li Lihong had exceptionally good skin, usually not even needing a light base makeup; she looked like she was in her 30s despite being almost 50. Anya had also inherited her mother's fair and smooth skin, so radiant it seemed to glow, making her dorm roommates incredibly envious. Not needing makeup saved her a lot of trouble.
Watching Anya humming a tune, looking energetic as she carried her small backpack and prepared to leave, Li Lihong suddenly recalled her own youth. She smiled slightly and asked, "When are you coming back?" Anya had already put on her shoes and left, calling out as she went down the stairs, "Be back before dinner. I'll call if you're not back." Her voice faded into the distance.
Afraid of giving herself away to her mother, Anya felt more at ease the faster she walked. She just wanted to meet Tang Hui as soon as possible and tell her everything that had happened this semester, simply because Tang Hui was the person she trusted most besides her parents, and of course, Zhang Qiang.
Thinking of Zhang Qiang, she couldn't help but recall that night two days ago. After finishing their exams and shedding the burden of studying, they faced separation the next day. In the small hotel, they had both let loose.
Anya had fully recovered from the pain of her first time having sex, and with the complete abstinence before her exams, she was physiologically and psychologically prepared for intercourse. Although she was still a little shy when she took off her dress, she quickly shed her pretense under the skin-to-skin contact and Zhang Qiang's gentle teasing, and got into the mood early on. She even shamelessly straddled Zhang Qiang's hot penis and rubbed back and forth until she climaxed. The feeling of fullness and possession from being penetrated by his hard penis at the moment of climax was still a muscle memory, imprinted in her vagina. Thinking of this, a warm feeling surged through her vagina, and her consciousness involuntarily continued to follow the memory.
That night, Zhang Qiang surprised her even more. After thorough foreplay and learning that she was no longer experiencing the pain of her first time, he seemed like a different person. The gentle and considerate young man he usually was was gone; only a wild horse with fiery eyes was galloping inside her, thrusting wantonly, completely disregarding whether his girlfriend's moans were from pain or excitement. This wild masculine aura gave her her first experience of the pleasure of being conquered—a realm beyond tenderness and affection during intercourse, like the other side of a coin.
Although she knew about the condom, the powerful thrusts of Zhang Qiang's ejaculation and the intense trembling of his penis against her vaginal walls still startled Anya. She only felt relieved after Zhang Qiang withdrew his penis and they repeatedly checked that the condom was intact. The amount of semen stored in the condom was astonishing; the consequences of it all entering her body terrified her. Although she couldn't feel the stimulation of semen hitting her cervix, safety was always the top priority.
Just like the first night, after a short rest, Zhang Qiang began his second assault. This time, he was gentler and less wild. Maintaining the same position for the third time left her quite exhausted. He didn't stop until the fourth time, letting her fall into a deep sleep. She was woken up again the next morning by Zhang Qiang's advances. Feeling sorry for him, knowing he would be separated after summer vacation, she couldn't resist and let him do it two more times. Neither of them dared take the remaining condoms home and had to discard them.
Frankly, using a condom definitely lacked the wonderful feeling of skin-to-skin contact, especially towards the end when she was exhausted. It felt like a foreign rubber object inside her. No wonder Wu Wenwen said many men don't like using condoms; there's a lot of truth to that. But unprotected sex is like a sweet, slow poison; weighing the two, she had to accept the discomfort of using a condom.
Lost in her own thoughts, Anya arrived at the agreed-upon shopping mall. Tang Hui hadn't arrived yet, so Anya stood in the plaza, looking around anxiously. Coincidentally, Xu Cheng appeared in the distance and walked towards them. Anya felt awkward; how should she begin?
Xu Cheng, head down, seemed not to see Anya until he was less than ten meters away. Just as Anya was pondering what to say, Xu Cheng suddenly seemed startled, didn't even greet her, and quickened his pace, continuing on his way. This was completely unexpected for Anya. She had no idea that Xu Cheng's hasty departure was due to his guilty conscience about what happened the night before. She only thought that she had said something too harsh that afternoon, hurting Xu Cheng's feelings, and felt a pang of guilt.
"Anya!" It was Tang Hui's familiar voice.
"Tang Hui!" The two immediately clasped hands, exclaiming "Aiya!" and jumping for joy.
They jumped for a while before stopping, then let go of each other's hands and looked each other over.
Tang Hui still had her usual light wheat-colored skin, and her complexion was quite good. Since it was a date with her best friend, neither of them had any competitive thoughts, so she wasn't wearing any makeup. Her short, neat hair was styled with a creamy yellow headband, and her bangs were cut neatly. But her style of dress was different from before. In the past, she had only been seen wearing pants, but today she was wearing a straight-cut short skirt that didn't go past her knees, paired with a cartoon t-shirt and high-heeled sandals. Her beautiful legs, which Anya envied so much
, looked even longer and straighter. "Tang Hui, it's been half a year since I last saw you. You've become more womanly and more and more beautiful," Anya exclaimed as she looked at her. "I told you you looked great in skirts. Look at your slim waist, look at your perky butt." As she spoke, she patted Tang Hui's butt with her hand.
"Oh my god, we're on the street!" Tang Hui laughed and dodged away. "You're one to talk! Look at your own butt, so big and round! And you look so much better with long hair!" After another round of compliments, the two held hands and started shopping. An Ya had dragged Zhang Qiang shopping a few times before. Although he hadn't complained, it was clear he was putting on a brave face. Whether it was trying on clothes or accessories, his opinion was always just "okay" or "not bad," which was honestly quite boring.
But shopping with other girls is different. They can chat and discuss intimate topics, squeeze into fitting rooms together to try on clothes, and offer detailed opinions for each other. Most importantly, they never seem to get tired of shopping, especially when it's with their childhood best friend.
After two or three hours, both of them had made some purchases. They each bought two pairs of earrings, and Tang Hui bought a long dress and two pairs of long black stockings to accentuate her long legs. Anya, whose bra was a bit too tight, chose two new sets of underwear and a pair of tight-fitting denim shorts.
Lunchtime arrived, and their stomachs were rumbling. They went to KFC and ordered two set meals, chatting as they ate. After a few words, the topic inevitably shifted to men.
"By the way, Anya, I came to see you today to tell you something—I have a boyfriend."
"Really?" Anya was surprised, but quickly became overjoyed by the coincidence. "I was also planning to tell you today that I have a boyfriend, this is such a coincidence!" Tang Hui's mouth formed an "O" shape, and she then grabbed Anya's hands and cheered.
According to Tang Hui, her boyfriend was a senior in graphic design, two years her senior. They met while studying in the library. He wasn't very handsome, but he had a great physique and was very talented in design.
"So, what stage are you two at in your relationship?" Anya asked curiously, biting her straw.
Tang Hui blushed and said, "What stage could we be at? We've only been dating for two months, which means...
kissing and stuff." "Huh?" Anya looked quite disappointed, clearly not satisfied with Tang Hui's answer. "Impossible, two months and all we've done is kiss. Honestly, is there anything... anything deeper?
" Tang Hui blushed even more, took a big gulp of her drink, and whispered, "He also touched my breasts..." "Tell me what happened!" "Anya asked with shining eyes.
"Well... last week after the exams, I went to his dorm to help him pack his things. He was the only one in his dorm. We kissed as usual, and then his hand went up inside my clothes and lifted up my bra. He then pressed and squeezed my breasts. I wanted to pull my hand away, but he was kissing me so nicely that I didn't have the strength to struggle, so I just let him do it..." "Haha, so all guys are like this!" Anya laughed.
"Really? Your boyfriend likes to touch me like that too? But he not only touched my breasts, he also put his hand inside my underwear. I pushed him away, and he tried to hug me, so in a moment of panic I slapped him and ran away." "Huh? What was his reaction afterward?" "Later he chased me to my dorm to apologize. Actually, I regretted slapping him as soon as I did, and seeing how sincerely he apologized, I just let it go and forgave him." "That's true, after all, he's your boyfriend, so it's normal for him to touch you a little. But, it's pretty ungentlemanly of him to just casually put his hand inside my underwear." Anya still wanted to side with her best friend.
"Yeah, it's not that I hate it when he touches me, it's just that I hope it's in a safe and comfortable environment, and that our relationship naturally progresses to that stage, instead of standing in his dorm room, constantly on guard against someone barging in." "I feel the same way. When I'm being intimate with my boyfriend in public, I always have to be distracted to see if we'll be discovered, which is quite annoying sometimes." "By the way, stop talking about me. What stage are you and your boyfriend at?" This time, it was Anya's turn to blush. She lowered her head, biting her straw, and remained silent for a few seconds before suddenly looking up and giving Tang Hui a flirtatious wink: "We made love." Tang Hui choked on her drink and sprayed it out of her nostrils, making Anya laugh out loud. Anya helped her clean up and then told Tang Hui about Zhang Qiang and her. Tang Hui's relationship with her boyfriend was getting better and better, and she knew in her heart that having sex was going to happen sooner or later. Now that there was a ready-made reference book in front of her, a series of questions were thrown out, such as "Is the first time really painful?", "How long will it last?", "What position should we use?", "Should we turn the lights on or off?", etc. Although Anya herself had only recently tasted the forbidden fruit, she had become Tang Hui's "mentor", teaching and answering her questions tirelessly.
"But Tang Hui, you absolutely must remember, you absolutely, absolutely must use a condom, otherwise forget it. Don't be like me, I didn't plan anything and just impulsively went to a hotel, and he had no experience and ejaculated inside me, so I had to take birth control pills. Those pills are bad for your health, and taking too many can affect your future fertility." "Yeah, I know. So after it stopped hurting, how did it feel when you did it again? Was it comfortable?" Anya thought for a long time: "Well, how should I put it, it was quite comfortable during foreplay, but later those repetitive... piston-like movements were just okay, and after doing it four times, my legs are still sore and swollen." Describing sex as piston-like movements was quite apt, Anya couldn't help but laugh.
"Can you really do it that many times in one night? It's always like in books and on TV, you do it once and then sleep until dawn."
"Haha, don't make me laugh. How old are you to still believe what you see on TV?" After lunch, it was already past 2 PM, the hottest time of summer. Seeing nowhere else to go, the two said goodbye and went home.
Before the holiday, Anya and Zhang Qiang had discussed how to stay in touch. First, it was best not to call, in case their parents answered and it would be difficult to explain. Second, Anya's family didn't have a computer, but they couldn't go to internet cafes every day. Finally, they agreed to meet online for two hours after dinner every two days to ease their longing. But actually, since they had just returned home for the holiday, they were busy meeting up with old friends and classmates, playing sports, games, and shopping, so it wasn't as unbearable as they had imagined.
One day, two weeks later, Anya was at home cooling off when she received a call from Tang Hui.
"Hey, Anya, what are you doing?" "Watching TV, eating watermelon. It's too hot to go out."
"I have something to tell you, what do you think?" "Hmm?" Anya was incredibly bored and wanted to find something new to do to relieve the boredom. She said, "What is it?" "My cousin runs a teahouse in Shenzhen. She invited me to visit her place before, all-inclusive, and she even took me to Happy Valley and Window of the World. I'm thinking that it's so boring here, why don't I go to Shenzhen and stay for a while? Are you free to come with me?" Anya's initial excitement after returning home had worn off, and she was feeling a bit bored. When she heard Tang Hui's idea, her eyes lit up, and she quickly sat up and said, "Great! When are we going? How long are we going?" "You should talk to your parents first. If they agree, we'll take the train tomorrow night and arrive the day after tomorrow afternoon. My sister will pick us up at the train station. We'll probably be there for ten days to two weeks. Give me your answer tonight so I can buy the tickets." After saying that, the two hung up the phone.
During lunch that afternoon, Anya couldn't wait to tell her parents about it. Unsurprisingly, her father rejected the idea, saying things like the world outside was dangerous and it was too risky for a girl to be out on her own. Anya was disheartened and had to ask her mother for help.
Li Lihong, however, thought it was a good idea. She even called Tang Hui's mother to confirm, and then started working on her husband, saying that Tang Hui's cousin was also in her thirties and would take good care of the two girls. She also said that her daughter was almost 19 and should be independent and experience life; parents couldn't control her forever. An Jianjun couldn't argue with her and had to agree. He instructed her to contact her parents immediately if anything happened, and to call the police if she couldn't handle an emergency. He then used his experience as a criminal investigator to explain how to handle various emergencies. Anya had received special training from him before going to university. Although she found her father a bit long-winded, she was still happy that he agreed and excitedly called Tang Hui.
After dinner, Anya went to an internet cafe. Zhang Qiang wasn't online, and after waiting a while, he still didn't come. So she left him a message telling him about her trip to Shenzhen.
The next day, carrying her prepared summer clothes, toiletries, 1,000 yuan in cash plus a bank card, a handbag, and a backpack, she finally embarked on her first journey without her elders. Although they could only get hard seats because of the last-minute departure, the two girls were so excited that they didn't sleep most of the night. They spent the whole night eating snacks and gossiping, finally falling asleep leaning against each other just before dawn. They only woke up hungry in the afternoon when they were almost at their destination.
The two girls listlessly carried their luggage out of the station. At the exit, there was a large sign that read "Tang Hui" and
"An Ya." The person holding the sign wasn't Tang Hui's cousin, but a lean man in his early thirties.
Tang Hui went over to ask, and the man's eyes lit up when he heard her name, and he greeted her very warmly.
"So you're Ahui, Ajuan's cousin? You're even prettier than Ajuan described!" He then looked Anya up and down, grinning. "And you must be Anya, a real beauty too!" "Who are you? Where's my sister?" Tang Hui asked, looking around.
"Oh dear, I forgot to mention, I'm Ajuan's boyfriend. Just call me Sheng. I spent all day cleaning yesterday, but Ajuan complained it was dirty and insisted on cleaning it again herself, saying she wanted to welcome her sister clean. That's why she sent me to pick you up. Here, give me your things, come with me." He reached for the bags in Tang Hui and Anya's hands.
Tang Hui handed him the bags, but Anya stopped her.
"Brother Sheng, why don't you call Sister Juan first and tell her you've picked her up, so she can relax?" This was something An Jianjun had repeatedly taught his daughter: in crowded places like train stations, you shouldn't trust strangers claiming to be picking you up; you must verify their identities. Anya was therefore more cautious than Tang Hui.
"Oh right, right, let's call Juan to cheer her up." Sheng was still grinning as he pulled out his phone and dialed. Back then, cell phones weren't as common as they are now; they were mainly used by working adults, and very few college students had them.
"Hey, Juan, I picked up Tang Hui and her classmate An Ya. I just wanted to let you know, so I brought them over." "Wait, Sheng, let Tang Hui tell Juan something." An Ya shrugged at Tang Hui.
Sheng said, "Oh, Juan, wait a minute, Hui wants to talk to you." Tang Hui took the phone: "Hey, sis, it's me... um, it's okay, not much stuff... um, okay, bye." She then handed the phone back to Sheng.
Anya said a little embarrassedly, "Brother Sheng, don't mind, it's just that we don't know you, so..." Sheng waved his hands repeatedly, put away his phone, picked up a bag in each hand, smiled at Anya, and said, "Aya, don't be so polite. You have to be careful when you're out and about. It's just that I didn't think things through, so it's normal for you to be suspicious. Let's go, my car is in the parking lot." Anya stuck out her tongue at Tang Hui, and the two followed Sheng to the parking lot and got into a Jinbei minivan.
"Hui, Anya, this is our only car. We usually use it for buying goods and getting around. It's not as comfortable as a sedan, so please don't mind." "Brother Sheng, we're lucky to have a ride. We're not that delicate." Anya said with a smile, "Also, just call me Anya. Anya sounds funny."
"That's the custom here. If you don't like it, I'll call you Anya. And don't call me brother, just call me Sheng." Sheng chuckled, started the car, and drove off.
An Ya and Tang Hui were still immersed in the freedom of being unsupervised by their parents. The rapidly developing city outside the window made them both unfamiliar and excited. They chattered incessantly, and A Sheng acted as their tour guide while driving. After nearly an hour, the car entered a small alley, and the surrounding houses became shorter and shorter.
"This place isn't very developed yet, but at the current rate of expansion, it might be fully developed in less than five years. When you come back then, it will definitely be much prettier here." A Sheng skillfully navigated the old streets, finally stopping in front of a "Azalea Teahouse."
Tang Hui and An Ya got out of the car and stretched together. A Sheng quickly carried their luggage inside and shouted, "A Juan, they're all here!" "Yes!" came a reply from inside. Tang Juan came out to greet them. Seeing Tang Hui, the two happily hugged each other, expressing their longing for each other.
Tang Juan, with a light wheat-colored complexion similar to Tang Hui, was under 1.6 meters tall, wearing flat shoes. Her graceful figure, delicate features, and sweet smile made her seem approachable. However, the fine lines between her brows hinted at the hardships of working alone far from home. An Ya felt an immediate liking for Sister Juan.
"Hello, Sister Juan!" Tang Juan saw An Ya and came over, opening her arms to hug her warmly. "Tang Hui has told me countless times about her best, best friend. Today I finally meet her in person." An Ya felt two firm, full breasts pressing against her chest, and she was secretly startled.
Tang Juan released her hands, looked Anya up and down, and said with a hint of surprise, "You're much prettier than Tang Hui said! Your skin is so good, so smooth and rosy even without makeup, I'm so envious!" Anya glanced at Tang Juan's chest; her casual t-shirt was stretched high, clearly an E-cup, and laughed, "Oh, I wish I had a figure like Sister Juan's." Tang Hui teased, "You can't envy that, it's just a good thing for our Brother Sheng, haha!" Tang Juan gave her a hard slap on the butt, and the three of them laughed as they went inside.
The teahouse had three floors, each about 150 square meters. The first floor had a reception area and a few booths, and the second floor had private rooms. Tang Juan led them directly to the third floor, and Tang Hui and Anya exclaimed in unison.
The entire third floor was decorated in a Japanese-style home. After going upstairs, a wooden corridor led directly to the bathroom, with two Japanese-style sliding doors on either side. Tang Juan explained to them that on the left was a living room and a master bedroom, and on the right were two guest bedrooms.
"Is it alright if you two share a room? We never use the guest room before. I only had time to clean one room this time, and the other one is still piled with a lot of stuff." She said, opening a sliding door.
Tang Hui and An Ya exclaimed in surprise again. The room was also entirely Japanese-style, with tatami mats on the floor, a low table, a few cushions, and sliding closets on the walls. Their bags and luggage were in the corner. The two quickly said that one room was enough, took off their shoes, and jumped around on the tatami mats, cheering.
"I knew you young ladies would like it. Okay, put your things away and come downstairs for dinner. I've already prepared it." Tang Juan smiled and went downstairs first.
Ah Sheng had already set the table, chairs, and dishes. Seeing Tang Juan come down, he asked, "How was it? Did they like it?" "Yeah, they were jumping and shouting up there," Tang Juan said, walking over and hugging Ah Sheng's neck, whispering in his ear, "You worked hard today. I'll have to treat you well after they go to sleep." As she spoke, she swayed her body, her large breasts teasing Ah Sheng's chest.
Ah Sheng chuckled, pinching and kneading Tang Juan's buttocks with both hands, "If you keep doing this, I won't be able to wait until tonight." Footsteps came from downstairs, and the two quickly separated, sitting down at the table and inviting An Ya and Tang Hui to join them.
The table was laden with both hometown stir-fries and local seafood, and the four of them ate happily, chatting casually.
After graduating from vocational school, Tang Juan went to Shenzhen alone to make her way in the world. She worked various jobs for several years, including supermarket cashier, restaurant waitress, and garment factory worker. She had several boyfriends, but they all broke up. Later, while working as a waitress at a teahouse, she met Asheng, a friend of the teahouse owner. Asheng was from Chaozhou and had also come to Shenzhen to make his way in the world a long time ago. He took a liking to Tang Juan at first sight that day and started bringing friends to patronize the teahouse business on several occasions. Sometimes he would come alone. The teahouse owner liked the well-behaved and capable Tang Juan and felt that she was a lonely girl from out of town with no one to take care of her, so she intentionally tried to bring them together. Before long, the two of them got together.
Tang Juan had worked for many years and saved a small amount of money, but she didn't want to always be dependent on others. Just over a year ago, the teahouse owner was moving to Guangzhou and wanted to sell the teahouse. When Asheng found out, he used all his savings plus Tang Juan's savings to buy the teahouse. Tang Juan said she liked the traditional Japanese style of decoration, so Asheng borrowed money from his family to renovate and decorate the teahouse, even changing the signboard to "Azalea." He didn't take a share himself, so Tang Juan finally had a shop that was completely her own. Asheng stopped doing anything else and lived with Tang Juan, focusing on helping her with tasks like purchasing goods and attracting customers.
The two young girls listened with great interest, both envious of Tang Juan's good fortune.
"Sister Juan, when are you getting married?" An Ya asked.
"Yes, with such a good boyfriend, what are we waiting for to run our own shop together?" Tang Hui also said enthusiastically.
"Sigh," Tang Juan sighed, "We want to too, but his family isn't happy. He's a very filial son, what can I do?" Tang Juan emphasized the words "very filial son."
Asheng scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "Well, I'm from Chaozhou. You might not know, but people from Chaozhou are very traditional. I'm the only son in my family, and my parents want me to find a local girlfriend and settle down in Chaozhou. So when I first introduced Ajuan to them, they were very opposed." He took a sip of wine and continued,
"My attitude was very clear: I only want to marry Ajuan, otherwise I'd rather stay single. It caused a huge rift at the time. Later, my uncles and aunts came to persuade them, and my parents relented, but they only agreed to our marriage if Ajuan got pregnant with my child." "Huh? What era are we living in? Why are you still so feudal? Why don't you just get a marriage certificate and be done with it?" An Ya said anxiously.
"You don't understand. People from Chaozhou are very traditional. The elders are very authoritative at home, and their word is law. I don't blame his parents, nor do I blame himself. After all, he protected me so much, and that's enough for me. If I have to blame anyone, it's that I'm useless. We've been trying to have a child for a year and there's still no sign of it. I can only leave it to fate." Tang Juan also sighed.
An Ya remained silent, while Tang Hui comforted her sister.
After dinner, Ah Sheng went to the front desk to make a phone call, seemingly to discuss business. An Ya and Tang Hui took turns helping Tang Juan clear the table and wash the dishes. Tang Juan smiled and didn't refuse, saying, "I've been busy all day and I'm a bit tired. By the way, it's hot now, and the shop is very busy. We're closed today, but it'll be busy again starting tomorrow. I promised to take you out, but I can't go. I'll have to see if Ah Sheng has time to take you out."
After washing the dishes, Tang Juan said that the journey must have been exhausting, urging the two to wash up and go to bed. Tang Hui was yawning a lot, so she went to take a shower first. After returning to the room, An Ya had already laid out their pillows and blankets from the closet. Tang Hui greeted her sister and then crawled into bed.
Anya was already exhausted, but a hot shower actually made her feel more energetic. Back in the room, Tang Hui was already fast asleep, but Anya couldn't sleep at all. Perhaps it was the excitement of the journey; the feeling hadn't completely worn off. Reluctantly, she quietly turned on the lamp on the low table and picked up the novel she'd brought.
After reading about a hundred pages, Anya finally yawned, turned off the lamp, and prepared to use the restroom before going to sleep. She figured Juan-jie and A-sheng were probably asleep by now, so to avoid disturbing them, Anya quietly opened the door and walked barefoot towards the bathroom. Just as she reached the bathroom door, she noticed the master bedroom's sliding door was ajar. The dim, yellowish light shining through stood out starkly in the dark hallway, and she could hear intermittent "hmm-hmm-hmm" sounds coming from inside. Anya immediately understood what was happening, and her face flushed.
In the past, Anya would have avoided it long ago, but now she had tasted the sweetness of lovemaking, knew that she too had been intoxicated by a man's body, knew that the uncontrollable moans meant intoxicating pleasure, but she had no idea what her own posture was like during sex. Driven by this curiosity, Anya not only did not leave, but slowly moved closer to the door. Although there was only a gap of less than two centimeters, the dim yellow light of the erotic lamp was enough for Anya to see clearly.
At this moment, Asheng was on top of Tang Juan, the two of them naked like two large fleshy worms on the ground. Tang Juan's breasts were as large and full as Anya had guessed. Because she was lying on her back, they were naturally spread out to the sides. Asheng used his elbows to support his upper body and was sucking Tang Juan's right breast with complete concentration. You could see that the left nipple was swollen high, with shiny liquid on it, presumably it had just been moved from one side to the other. Tang Juan's hands gripped the mattress as if in surrender, biting her lip and trying her best to suppress the pleasure.
As An Ya looked at Tang Juan, she imagined what it would feel like to be pinned down and have her breasts licked by Zhang Qiang, and her heart pounded wildly.
A moment later, Ah Sheng released her mouth, his tongue slowly moving to her cleavage, then down along it. When his tongue reached her abdomen and began to swirl around her navel, Tang Juan's breathing became rapid. But Ah Sheng didn't stop his downward licking, continuing down to her groin. Tang Juan's chest heaved even more noticeably.
"What is he doing? Does he want to lick down there too? Ugh, isn't he disgusted?" An Ya frowned in confusion.
Sure enough, Ah Sheng opened his mouth wide and enveloped Tang Juan's vulva, his lips moving like he was sucking milk. Tang Juan slightly raised her head to look down, her mouth wide open, exhaling incessantly, without any resistance, seemingly enjoying it. After sucking for a while, Ah Sheng began to lick between her labia majora with his tongue, just like he had licked her nipples. Tang Juan's head slammed heavily onto the pillow again, panting heavily and letting out a soft moan.
Seeing where Ah Sheng was licking, Anya knew that Tang Juan's clitoris was definitely being stimulated. Recalling her own experience during sex, the friction of her clitoris against Zhang Qiang's thigh and penis had brought her intense sexual pleasure, causing her lower body to heat up, and her gaze to become even more fixed on it.
Tang Juan's reaction seemed to greatly encourage Ah Sheng, who became even more vigorous, making slurping sounds like he was eating noodles. Tang Juan began to moan softly.
"Mmm...oh...Ah Sheng, you're so good at this...it feels so good!" Ah Sheng ignored her, bending her legs upwards, exposing her genitals completely, and continued his frenzied licking. Tang Juan couldn't withstand this onslaught, pinching her nipples and repeatedly crying out in pleasure.
Anya watched in surprise; Tang Juan's reaction seemed much more intense than her own had been. Remembering the soft, warm touch of Zhang Qiang's tongue near her ear, and the tingling sensation of her nipples being sucked and licked, perhaps the caress of the tongue really could bring a different kind of pleasure. She wished she could try it, but would Zhang Qiang do this for her?
Looking inside, Ah Sheng had been working on Tang Juan for five or six minutes, showing no sign of disgust or reluctance, seemingly enjoying it, getting more and more excited with each lick.
Just as these thoughts were running wild, a long, low moan came from Tang Juan inside: "Ahhh... Ah Sheng, faster...
faster... I'm about to come... Ahhh... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Ahhh..." Although she was held firmly in place by Ah Sheng, it was clear that Tang Juan's body was experiencing an orgasm, trembling violently. Staring blankly at the ceiling, his mouth wide open but no breath came out. After a long while, his body relaxed and he finally let out a long sigh.
Ah Sheng spread Tang Juan's legs apart and pounced on her, covering her mouth with his wet lips and wolfing down her kisses. Tang Juan let him swirl his saliva and her own juices in her mouth, slowly wrapping her legs around his lower back. Ah Sheng adjusted his position from below, then thrust his hips forward and began to pump violently, his thighs slapping against her buttocks with a crisp "slap slap" sound. Tang Juan's mouth was sealed, and she could only make rhythmic "uh-huh" sounds from her nose. An Ya blushed crimson, and a sudden urge to urinate rushed through her body. She had no choice but to get up. After thinking for a moment, she tiptoed to the first-floor bathroom. As soon as she took off her underwear, she saw that her crotch was already wet and sticky. Her face flushed again. She quickly finished urinating and tiptoed back to her room.
She took off her nightgown and crawled into bed, but felt uncomfortable as her lower body and underwear stuck together. It was too late and she was too lazy to wash, so she simply took it off and hung it outside the window; it should dry by the night.
Having just witnessed this, Anya's sleepiness had vanished. Tang Juan's ecstatic expression and the palpable sexual pleasure she felt lingered in her mind. If only Zhang Qiang were here right now, she really wanted to try what it would feel like to have his nimble, soft tongue lick her genitals. Ah, why did just thinking about it make her feel hot and restless down there? A warm current flowed through her, and she felt wet again.
Thinking this, she reached down with her right hand and, sure enough, her vaginal opening was slippery. She withdrew her finger, and the moment it slid across her clitoris with the lubricating fluid, the familiar tingling sensation made Anya's legs tremble. Her toes involuntarily pointed, and her right hand immediately clenched into a fist, afraid to move.
Because she had always considered touching her genitals a shameful thing, Anya hesitated a little. But thinking about it, it was funny. Since falling for Zhang Qiang, she had given him her first kiss and her virginity, proving time and again how much she had misunderstood sex. What was shameful about caressing her own body? After all, it wasn't like she was sleeping with another man.
Convincing herself, Anya slowly opened her right hand again, using her most convenient and natural middle finger to explore her clitoris. She shuddered again; her body wouldn't lie. Her middle finger explored back and forth between the clitoris, labia minora, and vaginal opening. More and more vaginal fluid was secreted, and the resistance became less and less.
She had rubbed this area countless times with her fingers while showering, but the lubrication of water was nowhere near as good as her vaginal fluids. The soft, moist sensation on her fingers was so wonderful that Anya felt as if she had rediscovered her body. She discovered that massaging around the clitoris was the most stimulating, but massaging it for too long would become uncomfortable due to excessive sensitivity. However, by stroking around the labia minora and probing the vaginal opening before returning to the clitoris, she not only counteracted the uncomfortable sensitivity but also elevated the pleasure to another level. Anya gradually became intoxicated by it, and the area around her clitoris became hot, as if a surge of heat was gathering under the mucous membrane, waiting to burst forth. She knew that what she wanted was coming soon, and her fingers moved faster and faster. She straightened her legs, and involuntarily let out soft moans.
In the quiet night, suddenly, through the two sliding doors, came a low growl from Asheng, followed by Tang Juan's continuous cries of pleasure. Anya also reached orgasm at this moment, and the pleasure spread throughout her body with the throbbing of her clitoris, an indescribable comfort.
After the extreme comfort came a heavy sleepiness, and Anya was willing to be enveloped by it... (5)
When it was time for breakfast the next day, Asheng went to the wholesale market early. Tang Juan sat down at the table and asked the two girls if they had slept well. They both said they had slept very well.
"Youth is good. You were so tired from the journey yesterday. After a good night's sleep, you all look radiant. Especially Anya, you look much more beautiful than when you first arrived yesterday." Tang Juan looked at her with a smile.
Anya blushed. Although she had accidentally witnessed it last night, she had been spying on others having sex and had even been tempted to masturbate. She felt a little guilty in front of Tang Juan. However, although she hadn't slept as long as Tang Hui last night, her sleep quality was very good. When she woke up, she was not only in a good mood and relaxed, but also full of energy. After last night's ordeal, Sister Juan also looked radiant. It seems that a woman's beauty really cannot be separated from the nourishment of sex.
"By the way, where are you planning to go today?" "We want to go to the zoo. It's okay if Brother Sheng is busy, we can take a bus ourselves." Tang Hui said enthusiastically.
"That's fine too," Tang Juan turned around and handed Tang Hui five hundred yuan. "Brother Sheng and I can't go with you, you two have fun." The two wanted to decline, but Tang Juan insisted and they accepted. After packing their things and applying sunscreen, they went out and didn't return until after eight o'clock in the evening. After returning, they quickly ate some of the food Tang Juan had prepared, called home to let them know they were safe, and then dragged their tired bodies to wash up and go to sleep.
The two of them went out early and returned late every day. Although they were tired, they enjoyed it. On the one hand, An Ya's sexual desire was relieved to a certain extent after masturbating that night, and on the other hand, the physical exertion during the day was too great, so they slept more soundly every night. After about ten days, they had already visited the Window of the World and Happy Valley as originally planned, so they decided to go to the beach to see the sea. They told Tang Juan about their plans at dinner that night.
"Great! You haven't seen the sea yet? You definitely have to go, but it's a bit far. Ah Sheng, could you take them there tomorrow if you're free?" Ah Sheng looked hesitant. "Ah Juan, isn't Hua Ge's wedding tomorrow? You said you have to stay at the shop and can't go. If I don't go either, I'll offend people. You know how much Hua Ge usually takes good care of our business." Tang Juan said disappointedly, "Oh, I almost forgot about that. Are you free the day after tomorrow?" Before Ah Sheng could speak, Anya interjected, "It's alright, Sister Juan. If Ah Sheng is busy, we can go ourselves. We've been here for so many days, we know how to get around. Ah Sheng is already working so hard, we feel bad troubling him for this." Ah Sheng smiled and said, "Anya, we should be the ones feeling bad. You've been here so long, and we haven't spent a single day with you. We haven't been good hosts. How about this, wait a couple more days, and I'll make time to take you out for a proper day." Tang Juan put her hand on Ah Sheng's and said, "Anya is right. You're already working so hard. If you have time, take a good rest. If you don't, don't force yourself." Ah Sheng put his other hand on Tang Juan's, "I'm fine, don't worry." Tang Hui laughed at this, "Don't forget there are people around. If you want to be affectionate, wait until we're asleep." Anya laughed along with him. It turned out that Tang Juan and A Sheng had been making love almost every night for the past few days, which inevitably led Tang Hui and An Ya to find out. Sometimes, when they got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, they had to sneak downstairs to avoid disturbing the two of them.
Tang Juan wasn't young, but being exposed like this still made her a little embarrassed. Her face flushed, and she slapped A Sheng's shoulder hard: "It's you! I told you to take it easy, now look what happened!" A Sheng let her hit and slap him, and could only laugh awkwardly and remain silent.
That night, as expected, there wasn't a sound coming from the master bedroom.
The next day, around noon, An Ya and Tang Hui finally arrived at the beach. It was the first time in their lives that they had seen the ocean. Since neither of them could swim, they hadn't brought swimsuits, but they simply strolled barefoot on the beach, took pictures, built sandcastles, and collected seashells, which kept the two girls entertained for the entire afternoon. As the sun was about to set and their stomachs were rumbling, they finally sat down at a barbecue restaurant near the beach and ordered some seafood and barbecue.
The food they ordered hadn't arrived yet, and the two women were sitting at the table, bored, when someone whistled at them.
"Hey, beautiful, is the beach fun?" Anya looked over and saw three young men sitting at the table next to her, all wearing beach shorts and short-sleeved shirts. The one who spoke was blond, another had tattoos on his arms, and the third was bald, who was winking and grinning at them.
Anya didn't want to talk to him, but Tang Hui spoke up first: "It's pretty fun." The blond man chuckled and continued, "Why aren't you guys in the water? It's such a waste not to wear swimsuits with such great figures." Tang Hui pouted and said, "We can't swim, why would we wear swimsuits?" The blond man chuckled again: "You can learn to swim, how about I teach you after we eat? As for swimsuits, I'll give you each one." Anya tugged at Tang Hui, signaling her to be quiet.
Seeing that Tang Hui didn't speak, Jinmao continued, "It's okay if you don't want to learn to swim, we can be friends, like I'll treat you to barbecue and then we can go sing karaoke together, okay?" Anya was deeply annoyed and whispered to Tang Hui, "Wait for me, I'll go and hurry up with the barbecue, we'll pack it up and take it to go." After saying that, she got up and went to the kitchen to hurry up with the food, but there were still two tables ahead of her whose food wasn't ready yet. Anya kept urging them and waited for about fifteen minutes before the food was finally ready, packed up, paid, and carried it out.
The three men over there were already eating and ignored them, seemingly behaving themselves.
Anya sat down, took a big sip of the orange juice in front of her, and asked Tang Hui, "Did you buy this orange juice?" Tang Hui pointed with her chin at the three men and said, "No, they gave it to me." Anya got anxious: "Why are you drinking drinks given to you by strangers?" Tang Hui said nonchalantly, "Why are you being so fierce? They just called me over to eat, but I ignored them, and that bald guy came over and told me that they'd already paid for the drinks, and it would be a waste if we didn't drink them. Don't always assume everyone is a bad person." Seeing that Tang Hui had already drunk more than half of her orange juice, Anya was too lazy to explain to her, stood up and said loudly, "Put your bag on and come back with me right now!" She grabbed Tang Hui and pulled her up.
The blond-haired man turned to Anya and said, "Little sister, your friend is right. When you're out having fun, don't assume everyone is a bad person. If you slander us like this, we can call the police, you know?" Anya trembled with anger and yelled back, "Shut up!" The bald man and the tattooed man immediately stood up, glaring at her angrily. The blond-haired man, however, remained calm and continued eating his barbecue.
Anya knew things were going badly. She abandoned her barbecue and grabbed Tang Hui, running towards the road. Tang Hui was intimidated by Anya's momentum and could only follow along, bewildered.
The bald man and the tattooed man chased after them, but because it wasn't late and some tourists were still watching them because of Anya's earlier outburst, they only dared to walk quickly and didn't dare to run.
Tang Hui knew things were going badly, so she quickened her pace and ran with An Ya. Luckily, the road was only a few dozen meters away, and there were many taxis parked on the side of the road that took tourists back to the city. The two quickly got into the nearest car. An Ya locked the door as soon as she got in and urged the driver to drive off immediately
. The bald man with the tattoo was still more than twenty meters away, and seeing that they couldn't catch up, she could only point at the taxi and curse. The taxi driver asked about their destination, but didn't ask them anything and drove off in silence, after all, he also wanted to get back to the city as soon as possible.
A few minutes later, Tang Hui said she felt carsick and fell asleep leaning back in her seat. An Ya also felt a little nauseous and fell asleep as well. As a result, the driver woke her up when the car arrived downstairs at the teahouse, but he couldn't wake Tang Hui no matter what he did. An Ya got anxious, got out of the car and called Tang Juan over. Together they helped Tang Hui up to the third floor, settled her in the bed, and then went downstairs to pay the fare.
Tang Juan came downstairs, smiling, and asked, "What did you guys play today? Why is she sleeping like a log?" An Ya knew she must have gotten pregnant today. Luckily, she was still somewhat vigilant and only drank a sip; otherwise, she would have been walking into a trap, with unimaginable consequences. She told Tang Juan what had happened.
Tang Juan's face turned pale upon hearing this. Having been in the workforce for many years, she knew the seriousness of the situation. She quickly turned around and went back upstairs to check on Tang Hui. An Ya followed her up. Before they even reached the third floor, they heard Tang Hui vomit. When they opened the door, Tang Hui was still lying on her side vomiting, with vomit everywhere on the pillow and mattress, and a nauseating stench filled the entire room.
Tang Juan quickly knelt down and helped Tang Hui sit up, massaging her stomach. An Ya rushed to get water to clean Tang Hui, and then together they changed Tang Hui's clothes. They rolled up the soiled mattress and piled it next to the washing machine, only to find that the tatami mat was also soiled.
Anya was at a loss. Tang Juan told her, "Don't bother with that. I'll call Asheng back to help clean it up. You should go wash yourself first." Anya looked down and saw that her clothes were also covered in Tang Hui's vomit. She had no choice but to go to the bathroom to take them off and wash them.
After washing her dirty clothes, Anya stood up to take a shower when she suddenly felt dizzy. She hadn't expected the drug to have such a strong aftereffect. She quickly washed herself clean and was about to turn off the tap when suddenly everything went black, and she collapsed in the bathroom.
Hearing the sounds from the bathroom, Tang Juan put Tang Hui down and rushed over. Seeing Anya lying naked on the floor, she quickly turned off the water, grabbed her own bathrobe, helped Anya up, and draped it over her. Thinking of the stench in the guest room, she carried Anya to the master bedroom and placed her on her bed. Anya soon woke up slowly. It turned out that although she hadn't taken much of the sleeping pills, the tension on the way and the low blood sugar had caused her to faint. Tang Juan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Anya was alright. She brought some hot porridge from downstairs for Anya to eat and called Asheng.
Ah Sheng had mentioned attending Hua Ge's wedding, and with the wedding night festivities, he might be back late. But the house was in chaos, and Tang Juan couldn't worry about that now. She dialed the number, but the phone was off. Tang Juan quickly called several friends she knew would be attending the wedding, but none of them had their phones on. Frustrated, she threw down the phone and started cursing.
"No, we still need to get her to the hospital right away." Tang Juan came in and checked on An Ya. An Ya had almost finished her porridge and seemed a little more energetic. However, Tang Hui was still delirious. Tang Juan asked An Ya, "I can't reach Ah Sheng. I have to take Tang Hui to the hospital. How are you feeling?" "I only drank a little bit. I'm fine, just a little weak. I'll be fine after a nap. Sister Juan, don't worry, take Tang Hui to the hospital. I'll call you if she feels unwell," An Ya said weakly.
"Okay, the guest room is a mess, you'll sleep in my room tonight. I'll clean it when I get back, don't push yourself, okay?" After saying that, Tang Juan prepared her wallet and phone, went outside to hail a taxi, and asked the driver to come upstairs so they could carry Tang Hui downstairs together. Anya heard the sound of the door locking downstairs and fell asleep. Exhausted
both physically and mentally, even in her sleep, Anya's mind was still a mess, constantly dreaming. In her dreams, time and space seemed to be torn apart, gravity sometimes disappeared and sometimes increased, and all sorts of bizarre and fantastical scenes poured before her eyes like a waterfall. Although her body was relaxed lying down, her mind never stopped, and she gradually felt her spirit leaving her body, slowly floating away.
After an unknown amount of time, Anya woke up with the sound of an iron gate opening and closing downstairs. Although she was awake, she couldn't open her eyes. With all her might, she could only open her eyelids a crack, and her body was as limp as a ball of cotton, completely beyond her control. She couldn't even move her fingers. It seemed that this was no ordinary sleeping drug.
"It must be Sister Juan and Tang Hui back. I'm glad she's alright." Anya felt a sense of relief. Her eyes were too tired to stay open any longer, so she had to close them again. Fortunately, her ears were still working. She heard footsteps getting closer and closer upstairs, and then the door opened.
"A-Juan, A-Juan?" It sounded like Zhang Qiang's voice. Anya's head was spinning. Although it was a little strange to hear her boyfriend's voice here, who cares? He came to see me. That's good.
It was actually Ah Sheng who came in. He was having a great time at a friend's wedding, and in his excitement, he drank. He got so drunk he forgot his phone was dead and switched off, and didn't get back until almost midnight. He was worried Tang Juan would be upset, so he quietly called her name a few times but got no response. Taking a few steps closer, he softly asked, "Ah Juan, are you asleep?" The reason An Ya appeared so strong and decisive after what happened on the beach was entirely because she only had the frail Tang Hui by her side, and she was the only one protecting her. But once everything settled down, she also needed protection and comfort. Subconsciously, the only person she could think of was Zhang Qiang. She wanted to call him and hear his comforting voice. It would be even better if he could appear when she needed him most, although that was unlikely.
However, Ah Sheng's sudden arrival was mistaken for Zhang Qiang by An Ya, who was confused and overthinking, and neither of them knew the truth.
Ah Sheng confirmed that "Tang Juan" was asleep, and without saying a word, he took a change of clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom to shower.
"This Xiao Qiang, all he thinks about is washing up and going to sleep as soon as he arrives. Oh well, considering he came all this way to see me, I'll let him do whatever he wants later." Thinking this, she began to anticipate the tender intimacy between herself and Zhang Qiang.
After a long wait, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, followed by the sound of a hairdryer, which also stopped shortly. Ah Sheng quietly entered the room and lay down next to An Ya, one arm around her waist.
Ah Sheng had been drunk that day, and had forced himself to take a shower, but he was still quite dizzy. In addition, the wedding night festivities had been quite unrestrained, and he was accumulating a lot of desire to release it on Tang Juan. However, "Tang Juan" was asleep, so it seemed he would have to take matters into his own hands. His arm around her waist slipped inside her bathrobe and moved upwards, one hand pressing against An Ya's right breast. For a moment, he felt that her breasts seemed a little smaller than usual, but then he thought it was just his imagination from drinking too much.
So he began to gently stroke her nipples with his palms, occasionally kneading the cherry-like nipples, which soon hardened.
"Ugh, so direct right away! Sigh, who told him to know where my weakness is!" Anya thought excitedly, her chest heaving noticeably with her rapid breathing.
Unfortunately, Asheng couldn't hear her at the moment, and, blinded by lust, he thought his teasing had worked. He rolled over and untied Anya's bathrobe, completely exposing her front. Although it was said to expose her, it was actually quite dark in the room, and he couldn't see anything clearly. But that didn't stop Asheng from grasping one full, young breast in each hand, squeezing them tightly, making the nipples peek out from between his hands and stand erect. Then he pounced on her, taking turns licking and sucking between the two nipples.
Anya's body gradually warmed up, her large breasts tingling from the licking, causing her to shiver uncontrollably. Suddenly, her arms went numb, and she could move them again. She tried to press down on Asheng's head, but her arms were too weak to exert any strength. Asheng felt her pushing his head down. With his years of tacit understanding with Tang Juan, he couldn't ignore this signal. He decisively moved his position downwards, spreading Anya's legs into a large M shape with both hands. Following the fragrance of her genitals, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.
"Mmm...he...how did he know...ah...but...it's so dirty...I didn't wash it properly...mmm..." Anya felt her genitals being covered by something warm and soft, an unprecedented comfort that made her heart tremble, and she let out a comfortable groan from her nose.
Ah Sheng didn't rush to attack the clitoris. He first thoroughly examined the vulva inside and out, covering it with his saliva. Then, he tilted his head and took one of the labia majora into his mouth, gently rubbing it like a kiss. A strange feeling welled up inside him: "Ah Juan's labia majora seem a little thicker than usual, but the texture is also softer and smoother. The labia minora also seem different, mostly covered by the labia majora. What's going on?" Ah Sheng continued licking upwards, feeling that the pubic hair had thinned out considerably, and the mound of flesh on the pubic area was raised high. He thought, "Ah Juan actually shaved a lot of her pubic hair. No wonder it feels more fleshy down there. Although I don't know why she did that, it feels like she's ten years younger and more tender." Thinking of this, he greedily sucked on the juicy vulva, occasionally quickly grazing the clitoral head with his tongue.
"Ah... this really feels so good... no wonder I saw Sister Juan looking so ecstatic that day..." An Ya was completely captivated by the sucking, her attention entirely focused on her vulva. Unconsciously, she no longer resisted, and even secretly hoped that his tongue would linger there longer.
Ah Sheng only licked for a short while before tasting the love fluid secreted from her vagina. It was slightly salty, sticky, and slippery. Knowing that she was in the mood, he used his tongue to separate her labia majora and slide it up and down and side to side along the outer edge of her labia minora. Every four or five circles, he would suck on her clitoris and lick it a few times. This was the life-or-death experience for Anya. That night, she had masturbated for the first time and discovered that self-touching with her fingers was the most pleasurable. She never expected that using a more flexible and soft tongue would amplify the pleasure several times over. She immediately felt a surge of heat gushing out from her lower body. Before she was prepared, the orgasm came so quickly. In an instant, a current ran through her whole body. Her hands grabbed everywhere but could only hold onto the sheets tightly. Her head swayed wildly from side to side, her face mostly covered by her hair.
"Mmm... Ah..." This time it was Anya's voice that came out. Before Asheng could exert his full strength, he felt another wave of love fluid gushing out of her vagina, and her clitoris was also trembling violently. He knew that she had reached her climax. He, who was already eager for her, quickly took off his underwear, spread his legs and knelt between Anya's legs. He held her legs as before and slid his hard penis up and down between her labia.
Anya, of course, sensed it and knew what was about to happen. The feeling of reaching orgasm through oral sex for the first time was incredibly intense. Consumed by burning desire, she couldn't respond, only staring blankly at the ceiling through her hair, panting heavily, completely at his mercy.
Asheng's penis grew harder with each rub against her vulva. Every time it touched her clitoris, he felt her tremble. He was secretly pleased; soon it was covered in her love juices and extremely lubricated. Knowing the time was right, he lifted his hips slightly and thrust forward as his penis slid to the vaginal opening. The glans entered her vagina without resistance. Her vaginal opening reflexively contracted, gripping his glans tightly.
Asheng assumed Tang Juan was in a particularly good mood today; usually, he needed to go in halfway before feeling the resistance. He hadn't expected to be gripped so tightly after only a little in. He thrust harder, only to find the vaginal walls incredibly folded, layer upon layer enveloping his penis, as if every inch inside was resisting his further penetration. He secretly groaned with pleasure while slowly inserting his entire penis.
Ah Sheng's penis brought Anya an incomparably pleasurable fullness. Pleasure, a sense of security, and a feeling of grievance intertwined into an extremely complex emotion. Her eyes welled up, and two tears slid from the corners of her eyes. However, her honest body was not affected by her emotions. The vaginal walls, stretched open by the powerful penis, kept contracting and tightening in welcome.
Ah Sheng's penis was tightly wrapped by this constantly writhing flesh. The glans and every inch of the foreskin felt as if they were being held tightly by a warm and firm mouth. It felt like the first time he penetrated a woman's vagina many years ago. He almost ejaculated as soon as he entered. Of course, he did not want to surrender obediently. He stopped all movements and forcibly suppressed the pleasure, and tried to slowly withdraw his penis. Unexpectedly, the glans was stuck by a ring of tender flesh and could not be withdrawn. Moreover, the force was even greater than when he entered. The experienced Ah Sheng knew that he could not move at this moment, otherwise he would definitely ejaculate instantly. He stopped immediately, thinking that Ah Juan's vagina was so tight today. Just then, his eyes had adjusted to the darkness of the room, and he could vaguely see that "Tang Juan's" face was covered with hair, which added to her lewd charm.
Ah Sheng smiled, propping himself up on the bed with one hand and brushing the stray hairs from her face with the other, revealing a pure and beautiful face. She was currently half-asleep, her lips slightly parted, seemingly in a state of semi-
consciousness. Although he couldn't see her as clearly as during the day, he could easily tell from her silhouette that it wasn't Ah Juan at all, but rather Anya, who had been visiting for the past few days! Ah Sheng was shocked, all his drunkenness vanished, and he hurriedly got up, forcefully pulling out his penis. His already extremely sensitive glans pierced through several folds of her vagina in an instant. Just as it withdrew from the vaginal opening, a stream of semen shot out, tracing an arc in the air before landing near Anya's mouth. His penis continued to tremble, the semen still gushing out, splashing onto Anya's abdomen and pubic hair.
"What's going on? Why is Anya sleeping in my room wearing Ah Juan's bathrobe? Where did Ah Juan go?" Various guesses flashed through Ah Sheng's mind, a chaotic jumble. He stood there, dumbfounded, staring at Anya.
The surroundings remained deathly silent, the air seemingly frozen. Strangely, Anya remained motionless, just as she had been when she entered the room, the only difference being that her breathing was slightly heavier. Asheng found this odd and quietly approached Anya to observe her closely. She seemed to be still asleep, as if she was unaware of everything that had just happened. Still uneasy, Asheng dimmed the bedside lamp to its lowest setting and then turned it on. By the light, he could see the scene on the bed clearly. Anya's bathrobe was open, revealing her alluringly curvaceous body. Only her arms were still in the sleeves, her hands tightly gripping the sheets, twisted into a ball. Her legs were spread apart, her knees slightly bent, and her body was covered in his semen, a complete mess. Anya's lips were closed, covered by the semen, her face was calm, but her eyes were glistening, as if the tears she had just shed were still wet.
He carefully wiped Anya's lips and genitals clean with tissues, straightened her legs, and covered her with a bathrobe. There was no blood on the tissues, so it seemed Anya was no longer a virgin. Asheng felt slightly relieved, turned off the bedside lamp, and quietly left the room to check on the guest room. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a foul odor and was startled, quickly turning on the light. The room was also a mess, with a large puddle of vomit, but there was no sign of Ahui or Ajuan. Asheng had no idea what had happened at home and felt a sense of unease. He quickly pulled his phone out of his pants, only to find it was turned off. He went downstairs to change the battery and immediately called Tang Juan.
The phone rang seven or eight times before being answered, followed by Tang Juan's reproach.
"You finally called! I kept calling but it was off. What happened?" "I'm sorry, Juan, I was drinking at Hua Ge's place. I didn't know my phone was dead. I just got home and changed the battery." Hearing that Tang Juan's voice sounded normal, Asheng was somewhat relieved.
"It's alright, the house was a mess at first, and I kept trying to call you to come back and help, but I couldn't get through. Now that things are mostly settled, it's good that you're home." Tang Juan was quite
magnanimous towards him. "I was just about to ask you what happened at home, and where you were?" Tang Juan then told him about how Tang Hui had been drugged, how An Ya had brought her home in time, how she was vomiting and disoriented, and how she had immediately taken her to the hospital. Ah Sheng was horrified when he heard this.
"How is Ah Hui? Is she alright?" "The doctor examined her and said it doesn't seem like poisoning. It's probably a mixture of medical sedatives and muscle relaxants. Just a small dose can make someone fall into a deep sleep, and even if they're not in a deep sleep, they won't be able to control their muscles and will be completely helpless, with the risk of respiratory arrest. Fortunately, she was brought in in time. She's on oxygen and IV fluids now, and after she wakes up, we should observe her for a few more hours and she should be fine." "How could this happen? If we hadn't gotten back in time, how would we have explained it to her parents?" "Yes." "My sister is still too naive. Thankfully, Anya was on guard and brought her back in time. If she had really fainted there, being taken advantage of would be a minor issue; I'm more worried about the respiratory arrest the doctor mentioned, which could be fatal. Not only would I be unable to explain to her parents, but my grandparents wouldn't be able to handle the shock." Tang Juan's voice choked slightly. After a pause, she asked, "By the way, have you seen Anya?" Ah Sheng, though feeling guilty after his recent misdeeds, quickly composed himself and said calmly, "She's still in bed. She should be fine. I just got home and went into her room, turned on the light, and saw Anya sleeping there. I was terrified..." "I was startled. The guest room was a mess, and you and Ahui were nowhere to be seen. I was so worried. I didn't know what had happened at home." "Anya said she also drank a big gulp of the drugged drink, but she seemed fine at home. She was just very sleepy. I can't take care of both of them by myself, so I had to let her rest on my bed. I definitely can't go back tonight. Please take good care of her at home. We'll thank her properly when she gets better." Asheng felt ashamed. He had indeed "taken care" of Anya. Fortunately, Anya didn't resist or wake up. It turned out she had been drugged. He felt a little relieved. After hanging up the phone, he first washed the soiled tatami and mattress, carried them to the rooftop to dry, and then came back to open the sliding door and windows of the guest room for ventilation and spray some air freshener. After working for half an hour, he finally cleaned it up.
"Looks like I'll have to make do in the private room on the second floor tonight," Ah Sheng thought to himself. Before going downstairs, he checked on Anya one last time to make sure she was alright. He went to the master bedroom, turned on the bedside lamp, and saw Anya staring at him with her eyes slightly narrowed. He jumped in surprise.
"Anya, you're awake. Um... how are you feeling?" Ah Sheng asked awkwardly.
"I feel... pretty good. You little cockroach, you... you probably weren't quite satisfied yet... hehe," Anya said with a weak laugh.
It turned out that while Ah Sheng was cleaning the room, Anya's body, aroused by her orgasm, released a large amount of dopamine and adrenaline, causing all her muscles to tense up, and she gradually regained control of them.
Although Anya could move her whole body, she still felt numb and couldn't exert much strength. Hearing Asheng tidying up the house, she thought, "Zhang Qiang is a guest at someone else's house and he even knows how to help tidy up. Actually, you don't need to put on such a show for me. I will meet all your needs." While thinking this, she secretly hoped that he would come in and see her again, or...
Then Asheng really did come in.
Today, everything she wished for came true. Anya was overjoyed. But when Asheng uttered his first greeting, Zhang Qiang's voice still echoed in her mind. She vaguely saw Zhang Qiang's familiar, caring expression, and her heart warmed. She blurted out the flirtatious words she'd just uttered.
Asheng thought Anya, though unresponsive before, was still quite aware. Now, he was truly terrified and hurriedly apologized.
"Anya, it's my fault, I deserve to die! But… I didn't mean to do that, please listen to me…" Asheng was frantic. He cherished his relationship with Tang Juan; otherwise, he wouldn't have devoted so much energy and money to her over the years. But one thing he knew for sure wasn't true: "Did he really not realize at all that the woman on the bed wasn't his girlfriend, whom he knew so well?" The size of her breasts, the texture of her skin, the thickness of her labia, the density of her pubic hair—everything was different. He'd had his doubts. Ultimately, it was just lust and alcohol-induced promiscuity!
After saying this, Asheng slapped his forehead hard, blaming himself for being so weak.
Seeing him like this, Anya, still amused by his pretense, reached out and placed her hand on his arm, signaling him not to hurt himself.

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