Sex-for-power transactions

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Sex for Power
Date: 2010-03-07
Published on: Longtan Book Network
It was another tiring and busy afternoon. My subordinates were running around outside my office with folders. The endless phone calls and meetings inside kept assaulting my senses. Every day, I looked at the files on my desk, the red comments like streaks of blood across the paper.
Li Wen knocked and brought in another stack of documents. Her full, high breasts jiggled under the documents, like two little rabbits hiding in her chest. "Sigh," she sighed, placed the documents on the desk, and sat on my lap, her soft body leaning against me.
Usually, when I needed to relax at work, I would call Li Wen into my office, pretending to look at documents to keep her there, and then we would have our fun.
I pressed the electronic door switch, and the office entered meeting mode (so we wouldn't be disturbed).
My hands restlessly caressed her smooth, white thighs, slowly moving towards the secret place between her legs. Li Wen's slender arms were wrapped around my neck, her pink face, exuding a fragrance like orchids, pressed tightly against mine.
I slowly unbuttoned her blouse with my mouth, revealing her full breasts, their fresh, milky scent filling the air. I gently slipped my hands inside her bra—a familiar area, yet still incredibly exciting.
My index and middle fingers lightly teased Li Wen's nipples, my tongue softly licking her earlobe.
After a while, perhaps unable to bear my caresses any longer, she gripped my shaft tightly with her delicate hands, abruptly standing up and complaining, "Oh, I'm almost exhausted, and you still won't let me go! You're so annoying!" I pulled her back onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her waist. "I just didn't want you!" "I said with a grin.
Li Wen snorted, turned around, and lightly poked my forehead with her finger, saying, 'You still dare to talk? Why didn't you come to my house for soup the other day?' 'Didn't I tell you I had dinner with Director Zhang from the Provincial Government Office?' I said, kissing her pink cheek. 'You're still lying to me? I clearly saw you go out with a slut.' Li Wen pressed on relentlessly.
'Oh, that's Director Zhang's new secretary, haven't you seen her?' I explained. 'I don't believe your nonsense! Tell me, where have you been gallivanting off to?'
She stood up abruptly, crossed her arms, and continued to press me.
I was getting impatient with her aggressive tone, so I stood up abruptly, walked to the windowsill, took out a cigarette from my pocket, and slowly smoked it. Li Wen was probably really angry too; she didn't say a word and slammed the door shut as she left."
I did go out a couple of days ago, but not to have dinner with Director Zhang from the Provincial Government Office. I actually spent the night with that woman, Ling Yan, whom I met by chance about six months ago. That day, Li Wen had taken leave to visit her family, and I was idly sprawled in my executive chair, reminiscing about my passionate encounter with Li Wen the previous night.
Just then, Xiao Lin, temporarily posing as Li Wen, knocked and came in, saying, "Minister Zang, someone's looking for you outside. They say Director Zhang from the General Office sent her." I said, "Please let her in." After a while, Xiao Lin brought in a woman and then turned and left. The woman was about 30 years old, with a delicate, fair face and about 1.6 meters tall. I looked her up and down, and politely invited her to sit on the sofa. As I sat down,
I couldn't help but look at her again, because I could see her more clearly now that I was closer. She had a pair of bright, captivating eyes, especially her long, dark eyelashes—the kind of eyes that are said to be incredibly alluring.
Her nose was of moderate size, with a slightly upturned tip and beautiful nostrils; her lips were perfectly proportioned, looking quite sexy when closed, and there was a small mole on her right lip that was barely noticeable unless you were very close. Women with this
kind of appearance are often considered sensual. She looked a lot like the movie star Chen Hong; in fact, I almost asked her if she was Chen Hong. Seeing me staring at her intently, she coughed lightly, and my face flushed slightly. I realized that looking at a stranger like that was a bit rude.
"Um, yes," she nodded slightly, her expression showing no embarrassment at my earlier rudeness.
Perhaps such a beautiful woman was used to men's lustful stares. "I came here today to ask Minister Zang for a favor!" she said calmly. "Oh, really? What kind of favor can a lowly official like me do for you? I heard that Director Zhang sent you, but he didn't tell me!" I said, leaning back on the sofa, my gaze involuntarily drifting towards her body. She wore a white, short-sleeved jacket over a light blue, tight-fitting, low-cut knit top, revealing glimpses of lace lingerie. The tight, low-cut top created a beautiful silhouette, highlighting her ample bust and impeccable taste.
At that moment, my penis involuntarily hardened. To conceal my embarrassment, I casually crossed my right leg over my left.
"Oh, no! Minister Zang, I know your office has high standards, which is why I dared to use Director Zhang's name to see you." "Heh, how can you be so sure you can see me?" I thought, this woman is truly remarkable, daring to impersonate a high-ranking government official. "Actually, I met you and Director Zhang before, at a party school alumni gathering. I still have your business card!"
"Oh, really? I don't recall!" I frantically searched my memory, trying to recall if I had ever seen this beautiful woman before.
"My name is Ling Yan, and my husband is Zhang Kaili of the Development Zone Real Estate Development Corporation." Her voice suddenly lowered, carrying a hint of unease.
I was familiar with the name Zhang Kaili; he was a division-level cadre from the Guangzhou Municipal Construction Committee, temporarily assigned to the Economic Development Zone Real Estate Development Corporation for training. He was under forty, the youngest division-level cadre and general manager of the real estate company in the area.
"You should know a lot about Old Zhang's situation, right? I knew I had to come to you to handle this." Her voice trembled slightly, revealing that this woman was unaccustomed to this atmosphere.
The "Zhang Kaili case" was the largest economic case in Guangzhou's history to date, involving enormous sums of money and having a huge impact, even attracting the attention of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. During the construction of the Guangzhou 401 project, widespread construction quality problems were discovered, and workers at multiple construction sites went on strike. Later, an investigation revealed a deficit of hundreds of millions of yuan in the project's special funds account. Most of the subcontractors hadn't received a penny of payment, workers were owed months' wages, and a huge amount of operating funds had vanished as if evaporated.
The provincial party committee and government immediately established a special investigation team. The relevant management personnel of Project 401 were immediately placed under investigation, and some leaders from Guangzhou City and the province were also implicated. The whole incident caused a huge uproar, and rumors spread like wildfire.
I lit a cigarette and silently smoked it slowly, my gaze moving down Ling Yan's graceful figure. Frankly, apart from being a little short, her figure was truly impeccable. Her long legs leaned slightly against the sofa, her snow-white skin faintly tinged with pink, like the skin of a newborn baby, her tender flesh exuding an alluring charm.
Gazing at Ling Yan's breathtaking beauty and figure, I almost forgot about the cigarette in my hand. I only snapped back to reality when the butt burned my hand and quickly stubbed it out. Seeing my thoughtful expression, Ling Yan leaned forward slightly and said, "Minister Zang, can you think of any way to save my husband, Lao Zhang?" In that slight movement, her full breasts rippled, and the small diamond airplane necklace between them swayed gently, as if searching for a place to rest.
At that moment, my erection throbbed even more intensely, and an indescribable desire surged through my brain. The deep cleavage between Ling Yan's breasts aroused endless fantasies within me; I truly wished I were that little airplane necklace, soaring across her chest.
I stood up and slowly walked behind her, bending down to bring my face close to hers, and softly asked, "What can I do about something this big?" Perhaps because our bodies were suddenly so close, I felt Ling Yan's tense breathing; her full, white breasts rose and fell, and her fragrant breath filled my nostrils with each breath. I couldn't help but move my face even closer, almost touching hers, my eyes fixed on her cleavage, which rose and fell like waves.
At that moment, I felt my blood boiling, and my hands, as if out of control, gently caressed her shoulders.
Ling Yan became even more uneasy at my sudden action, her breathing becoming deeper and heavier. Suddenly, she stood up abruptly, took two steps forward, turned around, and looked at me, biting her lower lip, her eyes filled with disgust. I was startled by her hostile expression, and my hands felt superfluous and unnatural, unsure where to go.
I shrugged nonchalantly, turned back to my desk, and sat down in my executive chair. Ling Yan seemed to have figured something out; her expression slowly softened, and she moved to my desk. I gestured for her to sit down and tossed the "Zhang Kai Case File" file in front of her. Ling Yan eagerly flipped through it, her face turning pale and then flushed, beads of sweat constantly appearing on her forehead. One hand trembled as she pulled a handkerchief from her handbag to wipe her face. I stood up, walked over to her, snatched the file from her hand, threw it back in front of my seat, and returned to the sofa.
Ling Yan immediately stood up and hurriedly sat down beside me, her knees slightly bent, maintaining a barely perceptible distance. Seeing Ling Yan's tense expression, I chuckled inwardly but remained silent.
The silence lasted for several minutes. Ling Yan could no longer bear the awkward atmosphere. Her voice trembled as she said, "Minister Zang, please help me think of a way! Zhang Kaili's life or death depends on whether you're willing to help!" Her voice choked with emotion.
"Sigh! This is really difficult. The provincial leaders have basically decided on the case, and we're waiting for the central government's approval. It's practically an ironclad case that can't be overturned," I said slowly with a sigh. As soon as I finished speaking, Ling Yan blinked, her eyes reddening and brimming with tears.
I could see she was trying hard to hold them back. Seeing that the time was right, I quietly wrapped my hand around her waist and pulled her closer to me. This time, she obediently moved her hips closer, but still maintained a final distance. I didn't let her get any closer to me. I simply let the hand around her waist gently caress it, and I brought my face close to her again, enjoying the sweet fragrance of her breath mixed with her light perfume.
"Okay, give me some time to get a clearer picture of the situation and report to my superiors." I patted my thigh lightly and said, "Go back first, come back in a couple of days." Actually, I really wanted to take further action, but this was, after all, an office. Talking with a beautiful but unfamiliar woman behind closed doors for too long might have a bad influence. I got up to see Ling Yan out.
Only then did Ling Yan seem a little relieved, excitedly saying, "Director Zang, I'm relieved to hear you say that. With your willingness to help, things will still have a chance. As long as it gets done, I'm willing to do whatever you ask." She then gently wiped her eyes with a handkerchief. "Beautiful, so beautiful! Even the way she wipes her tears is so alluring. I wonder how she'll be when we're in bed together," I thought to myself. So I escorted her to the office door, and as she left, I seized the opportunity to give her plump buttocks a hard squeeze. Even through her skirt, I could still feel her round and incredibly elastic flesh.
Two days later, Ling Yan indeed came again in the afternoon, this time dressed even more charmingly and sexy. She was also dressed in a tight-fitting, low-cut outfit, with light makeup on her face. She wore a knee-length midi skirt with a high slit in the front, allowing me a clear view of her fair and delicate thighs as she sat down.
The depths beneath the skirt seemed like a bottomless abyss, firmly drawing my gaze. She wore strappy high-heeled sandals, her delicate, white feet appearing plump and full, like they were sculpted from white dough. Her long, full toes, without the currently fashionable nail polish, appeared naturally smooth, clean, and translucent.
At the time, I was on the phone with Secretary Jiao of the Provincial Party Committee, and I waved for her to sit on the sofa. After finishing the call, I sat down next to her, took a pen from my jacket pocket, picked up a piece of white paper from the coffee table, and wrote as I spoke, "I have a meeting later, and it's not convenient to talk about your matter here. How about this, come find me at this address at 7:30 tonight, and we'll discuss the details later."
Ling Yan agreed, and then I asked Xiao Lin to see her out… After work, I drove to Yujing Bay in the suburbs, a large villa area built next to Phoenix Mountain Scenic Area by a Hong Kong group.
I bought a vacation villa there in my family's name. Most of the residents are Hong Kong and Taiwanese businessmen. Besides me, several high-ranking officials from the provincial party committee and government also own property there, though it's an open secret.
The villa area is quite well-planned, with comprehensive facilities including recreation, dining, entertainment, and tourism. I usually stay there every weekend or on vacation. Today happens to be the weekend, so I took the opportunity to invite Ling Yan to the villa to spend time with me.
Around 7:30, Ling Yan arrived at my villa in her original Honda sedan, and I welcomed her into the living room. Coincidentally, the French dinner and "Bordeaux 1990" red wine I had ordered from the Royal Bay Hotel also arrived.
So, as I had pre-arranged, Ling Yan and I enjoyed a sumptuous French dinner together. Ling Yan was quite surprised by my arrangements; she hadn't expected such high-level hospitality, and it truly flattered her. After dinner, I went for my usual walk to relax, and Ling Yan followed me, looking rather uneasy. Several times she tried to ask me something, but I gestured for her to wait, which only made her more anxious.
Back at the villa, I had Ling Yan sit next to me. I leaned back lazily on the sofa, my arms resting on the backrest. Ling Yan finally couldn't resist and gently nudged my knee, saying, "Director Zang, can you tell me now?"
"Oh, what do you want me to tell you?" I feigned ignorance. "Didn't you say we'd talk about my matter tonight in your office this afternoon?" Ling Yan started to get a little anxious.
"Oh, right! I think we should have a good talk tonight. It's the weekend, everyone's been working hard all week, we really need to relax." I said, gently hooking my arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer to me.
Ling Yan's body stiffened against me, and I could feel her trembling, her face flushing and paling by turns.
I slowly leaned closer to her ear and gently breathed on her, while my other hand softly caressed her long, smooth, white legs. My teasing made her body even stiffer, her breathing becoming heavier, her full breasts heaving as if they were about to burst out of her clothes.
After several more minutes, Ling Yan pleaded, "Director Zang, is this alright? Have you relaxed enough? Don't forget it's late, I have to go home."
"Go home? You're not kidding me, are you!" I shoved her away, stood up, walked to the dining table, poured myself a glass of red wine, and took a small sip.
Ling Yan remained seated, tears welling in her eyes. "Actually, I've known Zhang Kaili for a while and didn't want to see him end up like this. After all, he's taking the blame for someone else. Sigh, I want to help him too!"
I said slowly, leaning against the table.
Ling Yan jumped up excitedly, quickly walked to my side, and grabbed my hand, saying, "I knew it! Director Zang wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die. I think you might have thought of a way."
I pulled my hand away slowly and said, "Uh, don't rush. I'm very particular about who I befriend." I picked up my wine glass and slowly returned to the sofa, sitting down. Ling Yan followed closely behind and sat down again. "Director Zang, just tell me! What are your requirements for friends? I'll do whatever you ask," Ling Yan said eagerly.
"Oh, really?" I pointed to the dressing room and said, "I left a set of clothes in there. Go put them on and we'll talk." Ling Yan hesitated for a moment before going into the dressing room. After a short while, she poked her head out and asked, "Director Zang, do I really want to put this on?" I pretended not to hear and ignored her, sipping my fine red wine and flipping through the magazines on the coffee table.
I don't know how much time had passed before Ling Yan finally came out. The moment she stepped out of the dressing room, she gave me a striking impression. She was wearing a waist-length pink transparent silk nightgown, and a semi-transparent bra of the same color tightly hugged her alluring breasts. Her nipples were slightly erect, and her areolas were faintly visible in the dim, intoxicating light. Her breasts bounced as she walked. She wore a matching semi-transparent panty, and a thick, alluring black bush peeked out from her sexy triangle area. Her long, voluptuous, and fair legs, which I had longed for, were exposed before my eyes.
The strappy high-heeled sandals she wore made her legs stand even straighter, making her look even more sexy and charming.
Seeing this, my penis involuntarily stood erect, creating a high tent in my pants.
Ling Yan walked over a little awkwardly, her expression full of embarrassment. When she got to me, I touched her sexy legs and said, "Are you this unnatural at home too?" "I, I've never worn clothes like this before... in front of strangers." Ling Yan looked
shy, her tongue was so nervous that it seemed like it was about to tie itself in knots when she spoke, and her face turned as red as if she were drunk after she finished speaking. Seeing her like this, I secretly felt smug, and then I lightly patted her plump buttocks and said, "Haven't you ever seen a lingerie show? Go back and walk over here like a model." Ling Yan lowered her head and didn't speak, nor did she move her legs.
I patted her plump buttocks again and said, "Go on!"
Ling Yan had no choice but to walk back to the dressing room door, her back to me, and kept taking deep breaths.
As she turned to leave, my gaze lingered on her round, plump buttocks, the deep cleft outlining a beautiful curve. Her alluring body made me yearn to immediately pull her into my arms and savor the warmth of her fragrant flesh.
However, I restrained myself. I wanted to slowly savor this stunningly beautiful young woman, to make her submit to my desires and satisfy my lust.
After a while, Ling Yan finally calmed down and turned around, moving her intoxicating limbs with seductive grace as she slowly walked towards me. She sat down beside me again, this beautiful young woman who aroused my boundless lust, her tender body ready to satisfy my desires pressed against me.
I still temporarily suppressed my physical urges, gently swirling the red wine in my glass, my eyes flashing with desire as I touched every part of her body.
A blush spread across Ling Yan's charming face, her hands resting uneasily on her legs, her arms trying to conceal her boundless breasts. "You did very well tonight. I think we can be friends." I maintained my unhurried tone. Ling Yan's lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"You came to see me, so you must know I love making close friends, right?" I continued. Ling Yan nodded slightly but still didn't speak. "Well, I like to confide in my friends. I believe that confiding should be completely open and honest. And we need to understand each other deeply. The deeper we get, the more thoroughly and clearly we understand each other. Only after understanding each other several times can we truly become friends. Do you think I'm right?"
I was explaining my theory of friendship.
Ling Yan seemed to understand what I meant, and shyly lowered her head without speaking, as if she was hesitating. After a few minutes, Ling Yan said softly, "Shall we stay here?" I knew she was willing, so I gently picked her up and gave her a big kiss on the face and her breasts before walking towards my bedroom on the second floor.
Once in the bedroom, I placed her on the recliner, stood in front of her, looked down at her, and waited for her next response. Ling Yan understood immediately. She slowly stood up and gently unbuttoned my shirt with her slender hands, then loosened my belt and knelt down to remove my pants and socks.
Every movement was light and gentle. The room and surroundings were quiet; only the soft rustling of her undressing and our heavily restrained breathing could be heard. Ling Yan gently caressed my legs with her hands, as if touching jade silk. Her alluring, white breasts moved slowly up my legs inch by inch with the rhythm of her fingertips.
When she reached my sensitive spots, my desire surged like a tide, almost suffocating me. By the time she stood up, all her clothes were off, and her breasts were pressed against my body without any covering. Her hands moved around my back, gently caressing me, and one leg was gently raised, her rounded knee kneading my groin.
Her tender breasts, delicate hands, and slender legs moved rhythmically and gently over my body, making me feel as if I were melting into her alluring form, savoring the long-awaited tenderness. My hands involuntarily rested on Ling Yan's plump buttocks, caressing and kneading them in rhythm with her movements. Meeting her fragrant breath, like the scent of orchids, my lips met hers. Ling Yan, understanding my desire, responded, her tongue intertwining with mine, our sweet saliva flowing into my mouth like a gentle stream.
I hadn't expected it to happen so quickly, even according to my plan, it felt faster than I anticipated. I was even more surprised that Ling Yan would eventually let go and revel in the erotic atmosphere.
I fully enjoyed this exquisite, intoxicating moment. I lifted Ling Yan's plump buttocks with my hands, and she immediately reflexively wrapped her legs around my waist, her strappy high-heeled sandals already dangling behind her feet.
We walked into the bathroom, kissing passionately. I turned on the tap, and warm spring water gushed from the faucet until it reached our waists. While kissing Lingyan's fragrant lips, I gently caressed her full, white breasts. I had her turn around and used my penis to slowly rotate and rub against her plump buttocks. I cupped her breasts in my hands, kneading them forcefully, and kissed her shoulders and neck deeply.
Lingyan trembled with arousal, her soft, slender hands gently gripping my penis, squeezing and releasing it. Her waist swayed rhythmically in front of me, her plump buttocks rotating with my movements, responding to my caresses.
She was thoroughly enjoying this sensual moment, moaning softly, and occasionally licking her lips with her tongue, making sounds like "Mmm, Ahh."
My erection grew even stronger, aroused by her moans. I kneaded her breasts more vigorously, and Lingyan's moans became even more lewd and wanton because of my force.
After kneading for a while, my hands moved down her smooth and delicate abdomen to her mons pubis, touching her thick black forest and then reaching her soft and moist vulva.
Ling Yan's labia were slightly parted, and I felt a slippery, warm sensation emanating from my fingers. I slowly and gently inserted my index and middle fingers into her vulva, lightly teasing her clitoris. Ling Yan tensed up, her hands gripping my thighs tightly, her nails almost digging into my flesh, causing me excruciating pain.
I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, feeling a strange pleasure mixed with the pain. My fingers teased her clitoris more frequently and quickly, and Ling Yan's hands gripped even tighter, her moans growing louder.
Suddenly, Ling Yan let out an "Ah!" and her body went limp, collapsing onto me, panting heavily, her face flushed.
She turned around abruptly, and before I could react, her red lips were pressed firmly against mine, then her lips parted slightly, her pearly white teeth gently licking and biting my lips.
I knew that Ling Yan's desire had been fully aroused, and she was beginning to take the initiative.
I seized the opportunity, using the buoyancy of the water to lift her plump buttocks, and she obediently wrapped her legs around my waist. Holding her, I raised my long-erect penis, searching for her moist jade cave. She also twisted her smooth, plump buttocks to cooperate, welcoming my hard, hot, and swollen penis into her flesh.
When my penis suddenly entered Ling Yan's flesh, she let out a muffled groan, her hands simultaneously tightening around me, her plump, full breasts pressed against my chest, and her legs clamped around my waist like pincers.
I felt waves of warm heat radiating from the head of my penis, conducting like electricity from head to toe. Using the buoyancy of the water, I began to slowly thrust in and out, and with each thrust, she bit her lip and moaned, her soft, melodious voice echoing in the bathtub like a seductive erotic song.
I thrust harder and harder, and the bathtub splashed violently. Suddenly, Ling Yan loosened her grip, her soft body leaning back, her hands gently hooking around my neck, while her legs clamped even tighter. Her brows furrowed, her alluring eyes half-open, her lips slightly parted. I looked at her peach-blossom-like face, seemingly in pain yet also enjoying it, and couldn't help but thrust more vigorously, her movements becoming increasingly intense.
"No... ah... no... ah... ouch... ah... no... no..." Ling Yan's moans grew more urgent, her body swaying up and down with my movements, our genitals tightly joined.
My penis, like a piston, relentlessly thrust in and out of her wet vagina. I panted heavily as I asked, "Hoo... no... what?... Hmph..." "No... ah... no... ah... ouch... ah... no... stop!" Ling Yan responded laboriously, her brows furrowed, panting. "No... what? Say it again... hoo...?" "
Please...don't...stop...ah...hum..." Ling Yan arched her back, leaning against me, her chest pressed tightly against mine, her lips lightly biting my earlobe, her warm breath rushing rapidly against my ear.
I felt like I'd heard the charge for the final assault, each thrust faster, harder, and deeper, reaching her very core. "Mmm...ah...I...mmm...want...mmm...want...to...die...die...ah!"
Ling Yan moaned incessantly. Slowly, I felt my glans being drawn in by a force, each time I pulled out, it felt like a suction force pulled my shaft back in. I don't know how long this went on, but gradually I felt a tingling sensation on my glans. Suddenly, Ling Yan cried out "Ah!" and released her grip, plunging into the water, her face and hair completely soaked.
At the same time, I felt a surge of hot liquid wash over my glans; I knew Ling Yan had climaxed. I quickly supported Ling Yan's waist, burying my head in her breasts to savor her tender, smooth breasts, while continuing to thrust in and out.
After a while, I pulled my penis out of Ling Yan's vagina, turned her over, and wrapped her legs around my waist, letting her hold onto the edge of the bathtub with her hands. I held her waist with my hands, then reached for her vulva and thrust hard. Ling Yan let out another "Ah!" as my penis pierced her core.
The feeling of entering from behind was wonderful, allowing me to see Ling Yan's fair and delicate back and her round, soft buttocks. While penetrating her, I kneaded her breasts and buttocks with both hands. The water in the bathtub surged and churned like boiling water with our intense intercourse.
Ling Yan's long, slender, fair, and voluptuous legs coiled softly around my waist like two white snakes. Her body moved rhythmically back and forth, her warm, moist, and tight vagina gripping my penis tightly, as if trying to devour it. Ling Yan seemed to enjoy this underwater intercourse, emitting alluring moans that made me want to ejaculate immediately. To better
enjoy the endless pleasure her vagina gave me, I closed my eyes, bent down, and cupped her breasts in my hands, pinching and kneading her nipples, which resembled tender dates, with my index and middle fingers.
Ling Yan seemed to sense my intense stimulation, her body shaking even more violently. Her tight, warm vagina, like a thirsty mouth, sucked powerfully at my glans, spraying warm, lustful fluid onto it, a sensation both pleasurable and numbing.
At this moment, Ling Yan turned around and looked back at me. I saw her half-closed, seductive eyes revealing a lustful desire as she moaned, "Quick... insert... insert... into my... pussy... ah!... It feels so good... ah... um... you rascal...
insert it quickly..." Watching her peach-blossom-like face contort with pleasure, I could hardly believe that the shy and timid Ling Yan of just two days ago could be so wanton during sex. A strange sense of pleasure and accomplishment welled up within me, along with my desire to conquer.
I thrust even more violently, and a scene of extremely lewd lovemaking kept flashing through my mind.
"I...I want...to fly...to fly...No...don't...stop...um...faster...my darling...I'm...I'm going to die...faster...ah...um..." Ling Yan's moans grew increasingly lewd.
After what seemed like an eternity, I felt a tingling sensation from my glans to my scalp, and my legs tightened. My semen shot into Ling Yan's core like a barrage of bullets.
With each thrust, she cried out. After about ten, I withdrew my penis from Ling Yan's body. She slowly turned around, her eyes glistening with satisfied tears. I leaned back against the edge of the bathtub, and Ling Yan slowly moved to my side, sitting on my lap with her arms wrapped around my neck.
Then her hot lips pressed against mine, her nimble tongue pushing aside my teeth and teasing my tongue as it roamed inside my mouth.
After this battle of desire, I really wanted to rest. I tilted my head back, resting my head on the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily. Ling Yan, however, seemed unsatisfied. Her lips barely left mine before she pressed them against my ear, her tongue nimbly teasing my earlobe, then across my neck and shoulders before settling on my chest. My hands gently embraced her waist, caressing her in return.
Ling Yan whispered in my ear, "You're so amazing! You almost brought me back to life. I've never felt so satisfied before."
I smiled slightly and planted a firm kiss on her flushed cheek.
"I want more, come on!" Ling Yan said coquettishly, her eyes gradually filled with desire. Her hands began to fidget with my penis, while she twisted her hips, her plump buttocks gently rubbing against my legs, her two soft, white, firm, and full breasts swirling before my eyes. I held one of her breasts in my hand, sucking and playing with her nipple, gently biting it with my teeth.
I reached out and turned on the drain valve, and the water in the bathtub began to gush into the sewer. Then I gently pressed the button next to me, and "whoosh... sizzle..." The powerful jets of water from the showerheads around the bathtub and above immediately enveloped Ling Yan and me in the center.
This bathroom was designed and renovated by a young Italian interior designer I hired for hundreds of thousands of yuan, especially the wraparound water system she designed for me. To prove her creativity, she even took a bath with me. The female designer, Anna, was the first customer I had sex with in this bathroom, and the pleasure was a different kind of experience altogether. The water
splashed softly on Lingyan and me, while the huge diffuser above us sprayed fine jets of water over us. Lingyan and I embraced each other, quietly enjoying the sensation of the water flowing like a mountain stream.
Gradually, Lingyan became more proactive, slowly squatting down, her lips never leaving my body as she moved inch by inch toward my genitals. With one hand, she lifted my penis and gently stroked it, while with the other hand, she gently massaged my testicles.
After being caressed by her for a while, I felt a surge of energy, and my penis involuntarily rose to a 90-degree angle, its head snapping up right up to her lips. Ling Yan opened her cherry-like mouth and swallowed my precious penis whole, then slowly sucked on it like an ice pop. Her tongue was soft, sometimes gently swirling around the head of my penis, sometimes lightly teasing the coronal sulcus, or sometimes releasing the head and lightly tapping the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue. Her fingers weren't idle either, gently and rhythmically scratching my scrotum with her fingertips. Every
nerve in my body was aroused by her teasing, waves of tingling sensations and goosebumps rising from the back of my neck to my groin, it felt so good! Then she gently sucked on the penis and slowly shook her head, causing my penis to rotate 306 degrees.
"Oh...hiss...oh...hiss..." The tingling sensation made me unable to help but breathe deeply and groan, and Ling Yan seemed to also be enjoying my large, swollen penis, echoing my "mmm...mmm..." nasal sounds.
I gently pressed her head down, using her mouth to stroke her repeatedly, my hips arching back and forth in response. Each time, I tried to push my penis as deep as possible into her mouth, almost touching her throat. After her diligent oral work, my penis suddenly became hard again, pointing high upwards.
I slowly helped Ling Yan up and lifted her again, placing her on the edge of the bathtub. Ling Yan leaned against the wall, supporting herself with her hands, her legs slightly parted, revealing her pink, moist vulva, her feet resting on my shoulders. I bent down and fiercely bit one of her breasts, my right hand kneading the other.
"Ah...you rascal...it hurts...be gentle..." Ling Yan whimpered, rubbing her soft feet against my back. I ignored her; her cries only excited me more. I couldn't help but thrust my penis towards her vulva, sliding along her warm, tight, and wet vagina, reaching her core once more. I paused, then gently withdrew my penis before thrusting it back in, repeating this several times.
"Mmm, so...comfortable! I...want to be...ah...killed by you! You really are...ouch...mmm...my...rascal!"
"Is it good?...Hmph...tell me! I'm...good enough, right...hmph!" Seeing Ling Yan's excited expression, I couldn't help but adopt a conqueror's stance.
"Good...good...good! Mmm...good!...I'm...hmph...coming...ah..." Ling Yan couldn't help but become more and more excited; it seemed the previous climax hadn't subsided and she was about to reach another orgasm. She wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, her hands holding my head, her fingers scratching my disheveled hair. I stood in the bathtub, bending over, our bellies pressed together, my hands around her slender waist, thrusting violently into her vulva.
"Hmph, my little darling! Scream...scream...more...excited...I...want...want...to hear you scream! Oh...come on...hold me tighter..."
The atmosphere in the bathroom increasingly resembled an adult film set, I was the self-directed and self-acted protagonist, and the beauty beneath me was wildly cooperating with my choreography. Ling Yan was stimulated by my words, her moans becoming even more unrestrained and lewd. Her hands gripped my back tightly, her legs moved towards my buttocks, pressing me against her body. After
thrusting like this for a while, Ling Yan climaxed twice more. Perhaps because I had already ejaculated once, this time it lasted longer, finally "plop...plop...plop" filling Ling Yan's jade hole again with my semen.
I lay limply in the middle of the bathtub, Ling Yan beside me, her head gently resting on my chest. We closed our eyes, our legs intertwined, enjoying the sudden downpour of hot spring water spraying over us.
...
After the bath, I carried Ling Yan back to the bedroom and gently tossed her onto the soft mattress. She rolled over, playfully scolding, "Oh, you're so mean! You have no chivalry at all!" Her two alluring eyes, like spring apricots, gazed at me with captivating charm.
I chuckled and leaned down beside her, gently lifting her chin with one hand and stroking her alabaster legs with the other, saying, "You didn't hurt yourself, did you? My darling! I'm so worried."
Ling Yan feigned annoyance and pinched my stomach lightly, saying, "You're so naughty!" I kissed her on the lips and then rested my head on her lap. Ling Yan lowered her head, her long, slightly damp hair falling across my face.
I gently stroked her hair, gazing into her eyes like autumn waves, gradually becoming intoxicated. I closed my eyes, once again savoring her orchid-like fragrance. Ling Yan gently massaged my chest, making me feel incredibly comfortable. I began to feel a little unable to leave her, especially her gentle embrace.
Ling Yan massaged for a while, then softly asked, "Are you satisfied?" I nodded gently with my eyes closed.
"As long as you like it!" she continued.
I understood her unspoken meaning, but still ignored her, continuing to enjoy her care.
After a while, I finally spoke, "Okay, you're tired too. Lie down with me for a while."
Then I moved away from her body, moved to the pillow in front of the bed, and closed my eyes to rest quietly.
At this moment, I vaguely heard the antique clock in the lobby downstairs strike 12 o'clock; it was already midnight. Ling Yan sat blankly for a while after hearing this, then lay down beside me.
I felt Ling Yan looking at me with an unprecedentedly intense gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of expectation, surprise, and a strange sense of satisfaction. Then I heard her sigh softly and lie down again. I patted her thigh to signal her to turn off the light. She picked up the air-conditioning blanket from the bedside, covered me with it, and then turned off the light
and went to sleep. "Ding...ding," it was two o'clock. I vaguely sensed that Ling Yan didn't seem to be asleep, sighing intermittently and tossing and turning. Around three o'clock, perhaps she was truly exhausted and finally fell silent.

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