Corruption of a female police officer

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My husband and I met while studying at police academy. I was the school beauty, and he was handsome and dashing, the prince charming in the hearts of countless girls. Our love story captivated many infatuated young men and women. After graduation, we got together and entered the sacred hall of marriage.
Because of my beautiful appearance, elegant temperament, and outstanding eloquence, I became the only female police spokesperson in our area. My husband, with his quick wit and excellent skills, solved several major cases shortly after joining the police force, earning the appreciation of his superiors. Therefore, it was decided that he would go to the headquarters of Interpol in the United States for a two-year exchange program. Since we had only recently married, we were reluctant to part ways. However, fearing for his future and dreams, I resolutely accepted the organization's arrangement and actively encouraged him to participate in the exchange. With my persuasion, he finally had no more worries and boarded the plane to the United States.
During the time my husband was away on a business trip, I felt lonely and empty at home. I often went shopping with my friends in the evenings to pass the time. Days passed like this. One day, while I was buying daily necessities at a supermarket, I ran into my longtime friend from junior high school, Afeng. In junior high, Afeng and I were known as the lily and rose of Qingshui (the name of our school). Our record was receiving over 100 love letters in one day. I was naturally very happy to see Afeng. She was wearing the most fashionable sleeveless, low-cut V-neck suit of the year, revealing her slender arms, charming black hair, and a slender waist. Her full, high breasts bounced as she walked, making her even more charming in her youth. Not to mention men, even I wanted to hug her and kiss her. Because of my job, I only wear my police uniform or traditional police attire to work, and I don't usually have time to dress up. Sometimes I don't even put on makeup before going to work. Seeing Ah Feng now, I feel a little ashamed of myself. Ah Feng, as expected of the sister who has been called "twin sister" since childhood, saw through my thoughts in her eyes. "Tingting, I heard you're a police officer now, right? Back in school, we were both famous school beauties, and you were even more popular than me. Now you're the most beautiful woman in the police force. It's just that you don't dress up much for work. If you dressed up a little, I wonder how many butterflies would fall at your feet, hehe." After hearing this, my face turned red in an instant, just like back in school. I chased after Ah Feng, laughing and scolding, "You're such a grown-up, how can you still act like a child? If you say another word, I'll see if you forgive me." But although I said that, I could hear Mei Zizi's true feelings in my heart. And so, the two of us, sisters who hadn't seen each other for a long time, chatted and laughed about everyday things. Suddenly, I looked up and saw that it was already dark. I checked my watch and realized we had been talking for over four hours! I said to Ah Feng, "It's getting late, I have to go home. Let's keep in touch." We exchanged contact numbers and then headed home. On the way home, I was more excited than ever before. This was the happiest day I'd had since my husband went on his business trip.
After getting home, I took a refreshing hot shower. Afterward, I dragged my tired body to the bedroom, stood in front of the mirror in the wardrobe, and carefully examined myself. I'm 173cm tall, but I actually look very slender. My already exceptionally full breasts became even fuller and firmer under my husband's gentle caresses and the lubrication of his sweet nectar. Combined with my slender waist, long, thin legs, and flawless skin, this devilish figure would leave even Hong Kong, Taiwanese, and Western adult film stars envious. If I were to go into adult film production, they'd probably be out of a job. Thinking about this, I suddenly spat, "Pah, what a little slut! My husband's only been gone for a little over a month, and I can't even stand the loneliness. Like a prostitute, all I think about is this kind of work. If my colleagues knew I was a policeman, they'd laugh their heads off!" "Thinking about it, my little hole involuntarily leaked arousal fluid, which also disobeyed me and wandered towards my breasts. I slowly lay down on the bed, unbuttoning all the buttons of my nightgown. My left hand gently stroked my swollen breasts, my fingers pinching the slightly upturned pink nipples, and I involuntarily made moaning sounds: "Mmm... mmm... mmm," lewd moans. The nipples, which were originally small like raisins, gradually grew larger and protruded from the areolas of my breasts. The gaze of my two seductive eyes became hazy, and my beautiful, greedy right hand, as if seeing my left hand enjoying it so much, moved towards my private parts, and my legs, as if they had been tacitly agreed beforehand, parted. Her smooth, rounded lower abdomen bulged slightly. Beneath a patch of dark pubic hair, there was a slightly curved slit of flesh. My right hand, oily and smooth, gently touched her pale pink hymen, causing me to involuntarily cry out, "Ah..." My lower body twitched slightly. I gently rubbed the two thin labia with my middle finger, scooping up some mucus. Then I touched the small, bean-shaped clitoris protruding at the top of the slit, and cried out again, "Ah..." My whole body trembled, and a look that was both painful and pleasurable flashed across my charming face. Then, my slick fingers continued to caress the sensitive areas that brought me pleasure, and my slender waist began to twist on the bed, slowly but gradually increasing in speed. I slowly fixed my hands in the air below my lower abdomen, but arched my back to meet my fingertips, my plump buttocks thrusting into the air, forming an arched shape. The moans from my mouth gradually turned into lewd cries: "Ah!... Ah!... I... feel so good... more... ah... ah... so good."
The cleft between my legs trembled, and streams of clear fluid kept overflowing. My whole body trembled as if in spasms. My fingers pressed on the swollen clitoris of my vulva, and then kneaded it as if pinching it. Then I pressed my whole palm on my vulva, and with my thumb, index finger, and middle finger in that order, I moved from bottom to top, while letting out a sweet and charming moan: "Ah... ah... darling, you're fucking me so good... ah."
"I...want...I...want...more...ahhh...ahhh..." The lewd cries echoed in the bedroom. Slender fingers danced across my vulva, her hips twisting wildly and fearlessly, parting the two labia covered in sticky fluid to reveal the beautiful, pale pink inner walls of my vagina, from which streams of wet, sticky liquid overflowed as if being squeezed out. Slowly, my clitoris writhed with a sluggish rhythm, indicating that the inner walls of my vulva were tightly contracting! My juices flowed from my long, smooth thighs onto the bed. I could no longer bear the shame and cried out, "Ah...I can't...I can't...I'm so desperate for a big cock to penetrate my pussy!" Then my lower abdomen tightened for a moment, and I used my fingers to twist and insert into my slit, crying out, "Ah...like this...almost...I'm about to...come..." I kept muttering to myself, thrusting my fingers in and out forcefully, until a raging climax began. Finally, she cried out, "Ah...I'm going to come...ah...ah...I'm coming...ah!" My lewd juices, mixed with urine, gushed out from my body.
After the initial excitement subsided, I looked at the wrinkled sheets I had soiled and thought about my own years of masturbation. I had heard stories from my group of prostitutes and those caught by our colleagues about their experiences with masturbation, but I was certain that no prostitute, no matter how wanton, had ever experienced such a vivid portrayal as I had today. I enjoyed a pleasure that my husband had never given me.
The elders say that people have two faces, but one is hidden due to flawed upbringing and surrounding circumstances. I wondered, is being a policeman a flaw? Am I a born whore, destined to be ridden by a thousand men, a prostitute, a slut? With these questions in mind, I slowly drifted into a dream. In my dream, I became a glamorous nightclub hostess, a whore whose jade-like arms were pillowed by the world, whose red lips were admired by a thousand men, whose breasts were caressed by everyone, and whose cunt was penetrated by a thousand rods—a true whore, a prostitute. (Voiceover: But I know deep down that once I wake up, everything will be back to square one. I'll still be that policewoman who makes my family proud and my colleagues adoring.) I think my expression when I sleep tonight will be beautiful, and the smile on my face will be a hundred times, a thousand times, sweeter than when I said "I do" to my husband on my wedding night. I'm back to my busy life, watching TV every day touting how selfless, dedicated, and hardworking our police officers are. I don't dare to repeat that night's recklessness, afraid of sinking back into depravity. Fortunately, I reconnected with my dear friend Ah Feng. We seem to have returned to our junior high school days, inseparable. She has become another source of emotional support for me after my husband left.
After spending a long time with her, I discovered that Ah Feng spent money recklessly and without restraint. She would buy anything she liked, even items costing thousands or tens of thousands of dollars, without hesitation. Over time, I couldn't help but ask her how she could be so rich, and whether she had a wealthy boyfriend. She would always just smile and not answer, but I slowly began to realize something.
Finally, one day, after I pressed her, Ah Feng told me the truth: "Tingting, you've been my little sister for a long time. Although you're a police officer, I know you're a loyal person and would never do anything to your own sister. There shouldn't be any secrets between us. I will open my heart to you like we did when we were little."
"Tingting, to be honest, I'm a hostess, a prostitute. To put it nicely, I sing, drink, and dance with customers, but in reality, I'm just a whore, a prostitute. You know, I was the best student in the whole district in junior high. After graduating high school, I entered Peking University, the dream of all the nation's elites, with the highest score in the city's college entrance exam. I also graduated with the third-highest grade in the entire school. Several multinational companies offered me high-paying jobs as their CEOs, and several billionaires and movie stars wanted me to be their confidantes, but I refused them all. Do you know why? Because I know what I need, what I desire. Whenever I walk down the street in revealing clothes, and men with erect penises stare lustfully at my full breasts and plump, round buttocks, whenever I'm on the bus and a pervert gropes my breasts and rubs his big penis against my anus..." Then, as he sprayed that filthy semen onto my snow-white thighs, whenever I danced wildly in nightclubs and bars, swaying my large breasts with all my might, the men dancing with their girlfriends and wives stared at me blankly, while those ugly women looked at me with contempt, their eyes filled with filth, vulgarity, prostitute, whore, and slut. Suddenly, I understood everything. I jumped onto the bar like a madman, pushed off the lead dancer who was only wearing a bikini, and passionately announced into the microphone to the entire audience, "I, Ah Feng, today, from this day forward, I will be a prostitute, a whore!" I saw everything in their eyes: disgust, admiration, love, contempt, joy, anticipation, ecstasy, madness. A feeling I had never experienced before, like a tornado, swirled around me endlessly. I knew it was a pleasure I had never felt before, a floating pleasure. I thought of the movie "Birdman" starring Nicolas Cage. He always saw himself as a little bird, always wanting to fly like other birds, even if he ended up battered and bruised, at least he was free, he flew, he was himself. And me? Although the proud princess became a despised pheasant, I found myself, my true self. Even though I've become corrupt, I'm free, I've been myself. "Since joining the ranks of prostitutes, I've become even more certain of my ideas. Those who look down on us prostitutes are just hypocrites who don't smile. This society laughs at poverty but not prostitution. With the development of our society, prostitution, once a thriving profession in China, has become legalized like in other capitalist countries. We don't steal or rob, we're paid for our work. How much have we contributed to reducing sex crimes? I love this kind of decadent life, like a classic line from 'A Chinese Odyssey': 'If you see...'" "If God gave me another chance, I would still want to be a prostitute. If I had to put a time limit on it, I would want it to be... ten thousand years." Looking into Ah Feng's bright, confident, and sincere eyes, I was captivated, deeply ashamed of my own thoughts. Ah Feng was so bold in facing her true self, while I felt utterly dejected. Seeing my expression, Ah Feng, as if on cue, seemed to have thought of something, but I didn't notice.
When I wasn't working, I often asked Ah Feng to go shopping. After a while, Ah Feng said that shopping was getting boring. Suddenly, her eyes flashed, and she smiled ambiguously, "How about I take my little sister Tingting to a 'nightclub' for a bit of fun, and let her see where I work?" Although I really wanted to go there (although I had been to karaoke bars, dance halls, and entertainment centers with my husband or friends before, those places were all legitimate entertainment venues with no sexual content),... My innate feminine modesty wouldn't allow me to do that. "I'm a policewoman, and a spokesperson at that. So many people know me. How embarrassing would it be if my colleagues found out and it got out? I've heard there are a lot of reporters in this place. If we get photographed, where will we policewomen put our faces? That won't do!" "Oh dear, my dear Miss Tingting, it's just a little fun, not like you're a prostitute. I've already thought of an excuse for you. If anything goes wrong and people find out, your identity as a policewoman will be..." "The best explanation is that you could say you're working undercover as a hostess at a nightclub. Who wouldn't believe you?" Ah Feng said playfully, looking at me with her beautiful big eyes. I lightly spat and laughed, "Oh, you little devil, so you planned this all along!" Finally, under Ah Feng's soft-spoken persuasion, and unable to resist her relentless nagging, I shyly nodded, half-heartedly. So we agreed to pick a day next week to go to "Lovers' Island," the hottest brothel in the city, for a night of fun. "Yes." But fearing exposure, I had to use our rehearsed lines to justify myself. Ah Feng said I had to wear the sexiest, most alluring clothes so people would believe I was an "undercover" lady!
Ah Qiang grabbed my waist, and I could only follow his hand up and down. I had lost control of myself; my body was completely consumed by intense pleasure. I was lost in the man's lap, wildly thrusting my hips up and down.
Ah Qiang knelt on the ground, leaning against me, lifting one of my legs with one hand and placing it on his shoulder, while the other hand grasped his hard, almost exploding penis and rubbed it against my already wet clitoris. I finally suppressed the urge to scream, closed my eyes, and thrust my lower body forward. In an instant, the hot penis was deeply inserted into my love-filled hole.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, I finally arrived at the entrance of "Lovers' Island," but Ah Feng hadn't arrived yet. I had to wait for her at the entrance. At this moment, the neighbor... A few shirtless young men stared at my angelic face and devilish figure for a long time. Then one of them came over and surrounded me. "Miss, want to play around? I'm very skilled, my dick is big and thick, and I have a lot of experience. How much do you want, 50 or 100 yuan?" The young men started haggling with me. I had heard my colleagues talk about these kinds of people. They often look for old, faded prostitutes around high-end nightclubs because they have no money. Just when I was wondering what was going on, Ah Feng finally arrived. "It's you guys again! You brats, what are you trying to do to my sister?!" "Oh, sorry, I'm just an accomplice of Sister Feng. Ignorance is no excuse. I won't do it again. Miss, if you need anything in the future, come to me. Sister Feng's accomplice is my accomplice."
Ah Qiang comfortably leaned back and enjoyed my teasing, his breasts swaying, while his lower body thrust hard into her tender vulva. My full, snow-white body, always writhing, my two firm breasts swaying even more sensually with her movements.
A young man, who seemed to be their boss, said to me.
As we entered the Black Club, several men who appeared to be gangsters called out to Ah Feng. Ah Feng, seeing me looking at her strangely, laughed and said, "Look how scared you are! A cop, huh? A born slut who plays with thugs! I'm the top hostess in the city! Their boss is my skirt!" "Your subject, if you need help solving cases in the future, come to me, but you'll have to pay me a tip. Oh, I was so busy greeting someone that I didn't get a good look at you. You're dressed so provocatively today, so slutty! If I told you you were a cop, no one would believe me; they'd think I'd gone mad. Don't worry, dressed like that, no one would recognize you. If you were a prostitute, we'd all be starving." I smiled awkwardly, but inside I was filled with pride.
"Hello, Miss, I haven't seen you before. Nice to meet you. My name is A-Qiang. What's your name?" "My name is Gao Yiting. You can call me Tingting." How silly of me! How can I not even know my real name? (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentences.) The text appears to be a jumbled mess of characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or garbled message. It doesn't form coherent sentences or paragraphs. A direct translation isn't meaningful. Suddenly, the music started, and A-Qiang's eyes lit up. He stood up and invited me to dance. I knew what was coming was finally here. Although I was full of anticipation, my girlish shyness made me quickly say that I couldn't dance. But A-Feng chimed in, "Our young lady says she can't dance, but she's just being modest." Mr. A-Qiang was quite straightforward: "It's okay if you can't dance, let's just have some fun together." And so, with A-Feng's help, I followed A-Qiang onto the dance floor.
Normally, I only dance with my husband or colleagues occasionally, like a quickstep or a slow waltz. This was my first time dancing with a stranger, and I felt a little embarrassed and nervous, trembling slightly, occasionally stepping on his toes. Fortunately, A-Qiang was a skilled dancer, and we gradually got into sync.
And so, for every song, A-Qiang would bow and invite me to dance, very politely. We danced... Then, the lights in the dance hall dimmed, until it was completely dark, and the dance floor became eerily quiet. The melody of "The Butterfly Lovers" began to unfold like a gentle stream. Upon hearing it, the men and women on the dance floor pressed their bodies together, swaying gently to the music. Aside from the fact that even becoming an excellent policeman requires excellent hearing, I overheard the whispers of my dance partners around me: "How about it, handsome? How about going out with me later? My big cock will make you feel like you're dying inside me!" "No, you're so disgusting! You only know how to touch my breasts and my pussy, oh... ah... you touch me so well... I want your big cock inside my pussy... rub... rub my breasts... yes, yes, don't stop... ah... ah... ah... ah..." Amidst the surrounding lewd whispers, I could only hear my own heart pounding wildly. I suddenly remembered what my colleague had said during a casual chat: this was probably the nightclub's usual fifteen-minute "golden hour." Most men were willing to spend money during this "golden time," not only to flirt with the girls on the dance floor, touching their breasts and buttocks, but also to negotiate the price for escort services—a win-win situation.
Hearing this, my heart skipped a beat; her words confirmed my suspicions.
My hands were now sweating, and my heart was pounding, as if I were anticipating some kind of opportunity. Ah Qiang There wasn't a single crack, no matter how smooth it looked. I tried to get away, but to no avail.
Then, Ah-Qiang whispered to me, "Tingting, you're such a beauty! Your breasts are so big, your butt is so perky, and your clothes are so stylish." I didn't answer. He quietly asked again, "Miss, have you ever really dated? How about dating me?" "I told you I'm already married." It seems Ah-Qiang isn't as lustful as those other lecherous guys. Ah Qiang said, "You're deliberately lying to me. I can tell at a glance that this girl is an innocent and shy one." Provoked by the lewd atmosphere around us, I made an extremely important decision. Having come this far, I couldn't leave without testing the real life of a prostitute. So, with the expression I'd seen on the most lewd prostitutes in the police station, I said to Ah Qiang, "Brother Qiang, have you ever seen a virgin with such big breasts and such a big ass? If my big breasts weren't trampled on for a day, if my little cunt weren't penetrated for a day, I'd suffer terribly. I've been a prostitute since I was 21, so I'm quite experienced now. Otherwise, how could I be on such good terms with that slut Ah Feng?" At this moment, I was deeply impressed with my own acting skills. Ah Qiang finally took action at my initiative; his right hand was on my waist... He fondled and squeezed my buttocks, pinching my two large, fleshy buttocks hard as if he wanted to stick his fingers into my flesh. His left hand slid quickly towards my chest, teasing my clitoris with his fingers. "I thought you were a pure and innocent beauty, but you're actually an old slut. How come you're only 22 and already doing this? How many big dicks have you been fucked in a day? Your skills must be amazing. You'd better serve me well later, and you'll make a lot of money." Hearing this, I smiled lewdly, launching my offensive like an old whore. "Not many. I remember one day I saw some migrant workers from out of town drooling over me. I felt sorry for them, so I went with them to their construction site. I think it was some kind of TV tower, about 200 skyscrapers tall. I can't remember the exact number of people, but I remember me and this worker..." "I've fucked all the workers on the site. The one who fucked me the most (an old man in his 40s) also fucked me with his big dick (times). Those migrant workers, don't be fooled by their ugly appearance, smelly and dirty, their big dicks are amazing, fucking young girls is so pleasurable. I collected their leftover semen, two whole buckets, and I still keep them. If I have time, I'll take a sip and drink it, it even has beauty benefits. After they finished fucking me, I didn't charge them, not because they didn't have money, migrant workers are rich now building houses, but seeing how hard they work to contribute to modernization, I felt I should also make a contribution. So I thanked them for free with my body. I did good deeds anonymously, isn't that great?" I said in a lewd tone while holding his waist tightly with my hands. I rubbed my breasts against his chest, gently clamping his already erect penis between my thighs, and kneading his manhood with the flesh of my legs.
I understood that I had finally merged with the life of a prostitute. Now, I was like a seasoned prostitute, shamelessly offering myself to men like a bitch in heat, throwing away my body to get them to open their pockets… Under my wanton teasing, Ah Qiang frantically picked me up and ran towards a private room. After entering the room, he frantically stripped off all my clothes, staring at me with bloodshot eyes.
My lower body trembled slightly, the scent of my vaginal fluid and the fragrance of my body stimulating Ah Qiang's senses. He frantically stuck out his tongue and licked from below my labia upwards. Violated, I could no longer endure it.
"Ah...beautiful...no! Oh..." I groaned impulsively. Just two or three licks were enough to make my body tremble slightly, and a thick fluid continuously flowed out.
Ah-Qiang buried his face between my snow-white thighs, first licking upwards along the clitoris, from bottom to top.
"Ah...no! Oh..." My waist rose completely, cooperating with Ah-Qiang's tongue, and then it was repeated. This time, the tip of his tongue pressed against the narrow crevice, sliding up and down. My beautiful waist was already trembling uncontrollably. I slightly straightened my thighs, swaying my hips. Inside my labia, the love fluid had already made my vagina glisten. Ah-Qiang pressed his lips against mine, sucking the fluid with fiery sounds, while simultaneously extending his tongue deep into my vagina.
"Ah...good...a little more...oh..." Even I, in my current shamelessness, am amazed at myself for uttering such words.
My love juices surged again, engulfing Ah Qiang's tongue. He felt that the wine flowing from my body was as tender and sweet as the feeling of my nakedness, and he urged his tongue to lick even deeper. He not only had the desire to satisfy himself, but also the desire to give me the highest pleasure in his hands. He spread my beautiful, slender, snow-white thighs even more boldly, and began to suck on the very tips of my large, symmetrical labia with his tongue.
"Oh, oh...yes...um...just like that...lick...oh...no! Don't lick...oh..." I couldn't help but cry out, as my tongue carefully caressed my labia, and hot fluid continuously gushed from my body. Ah Qiang sucked on the fluid and used his tongue to separate my labia, revealing the pale pink, wrinkled tip of my clitoris, glistening with the love fluid. The sight was so stimulating it made me dizzy, and he even used his tongue to suck on the pink clitoris with a devout heart. At this moment, I suddenly had a small spasm, and Ah Qiang used his tongue to stimulate my clitoris even more.
"Oh!...I can't take it anymore...oh...oh my god..." With my moan, a stream of liquid spurted from my labia, and not only my labia trembled, but even my thighs, which were spread apart from my waist down, trembled and lifted slightly after being stimulated.
"Ah...how...why is this...oh..." Ah Qiang sucked my clitoris into his mouth again, and my entire lower body trembled. His tongue crawled along the slits of the mucous membrane, rushing into that depth. My thighs were raised, my lower body was so slender, and the labia that kept flowing with vaginal fluid were full of alluring charm. He thought that my body made him want to lick and kiss it all day long. He widened the slit even more and licked the small labia inside with his tongue. Under the sweet sensual stimulation, the female body continued to gush with love fluid. The man even inserted his middle finger into the slit and rubbed the small labia inside, sucking the dripping vaginal fluid while pressing his mouth against the entire labia and sucking hard.
"Ah...God...I'm so happy...oh...I can't take it anymore..." My lustful lower body involuntarily thrust towards the man who was so crazy, and the man's tongue slid towards the sexy clitoris again. Her clitoris was already soaked with vaginal fluid, standing erect. Ah-Qiang pressed it against his nose, then slid his tongue into her opening. My lower body convulsed again, my tongue and fingers continuing to caress her most sensitive erogenous zones. She had completely fallen into the abyss of greed.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore!... Oh... faster... oh... I'm going to die!" As soon as Ah-Qiang's lips approached, I couldn't wait to meet them, my hands gripping the sofa even tighter, unable to control the urge to burst forth with desire.
Entering "Lovers' Island," the lights flickered, creating a romantic atmosphere. In the center of the dance hall, a group of lewd men and women were wildly dancing, while the surrounding area was already filled with heavily made-up women. Ah Feng quietly told me that these were all "misses" preparing to "sit" at the dance hall. Although we had just randomly found an inconspicuous corner to sit down, the commotion we caused upon entering was no less than the power of the American missile mother. Although some men approached us wanting to dance, I, having never been to such a place before, was too shy to refuse. Many men, seeing us like this, were afraid of being rejected and didn't dare to approach. Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked towards us... The middle-aged man pointed at me and, upon closer inspection, wow, he really was handsome! He had the face of Leon Lai, the physique of Simon Yam, the eyes of Tony Leung, and the demeanor of Chow Yun-fat—almost all the best features of a man were concentrated in him. Unlike other lecherous men who only looked at my pretty face, full breasts, and large, shapely buttocks, he used his melancholic yet alluring eyes to electrify my already intoxicated and hazy gaze. But I was completely weak and powerless, my breasts flushed, and my heart pounding. So when he pointed at me, I didn't even have the strength to resist, letting him sit beside me.
His fingers continuously played with my labia, and hot, sweet fluid continuously seeped from my uterus.
"Quick!...Come quickly...Save me...I want it!" My lustful voice and expression made Ah Qiang swallow hard.
"Oh...I...I can't take it anymore...Oh...I'm so itchy I'm dying..." Now, between my snow-white thighs, a slightly pinkish, extremely alluring indentation, and my engorged labia majora, every part, was now submerged in the wine, glistening, overflowing with sensual beauty. Ah-Qiang knelt on the floor, carefully licking each area one by one. Wherever his tongue touched, a continuous flow of vaginal fluid emerged. He sucked with even greater force, almost roughly. And my body, no matter how his tongue teased... Dou Du suddenly displayed a sharp, reflexive movement, her slender waist arching even higher, and the love juices within her honeyed orifice overflowing even faster.
Ah Qiang was completely immersed in the young woman's physical pleasure; although his tongue was sore and it was I who felt the pleasure, he didn't want to stop for a moment. Not just today, but desire could make me feel sexually aroused every day, making him lick every single pubic hair, every single labia, and every part of my vagina, inside and out, wanting only to suckle to his heart's content. When he lifted his head, his face was already covered in my juices.
"Ah...ah...no...I'm going to die...oh...oh...harder...oh..." I moaned lasciviously, no longer caring about my position. Although Ah-Qiang's thrusting speed was slow, just one round trip, the sound of flesh squeezing against flesh deep inside my body made me unable to control my moans. Ah-Qiang's thrusting speed increased, the pleasurable squeezing became more intense, and he continued to thrust into my body. My lascivious body had reached a point of no return, but I accepted the pleasure brought by the penis entering and leaving my vagina without reservation.
"Ah...ah...yes...faster...faster...ah...fuck me...fuck me to death, this married man...oh...I can't take it anymore...oh...I'm so happy...ah..." Ah-Qiang picked up my body, which was almost reaching another orgasm, and placed it on his lap, pulling up my upper body. For me, having sex with my husband was a normal position, but sitting on a man's lap and taking the initiative was a position I was trying for the first time.
"You rebellious woman, swing your hips hard, come on!" Ah-Qiang held me, who was in a lustful state, and thrust his penis deeper from directly below.
"Ah...ah...it's all the way in! Ah...oh..." When Ah-Qiang's excited, thick penis reached the depths of my vagina, a burst of pleasure, like sparks, flowed through my entire body. (Almost unconsciously, with my hair down, I began to sway my hips up and down, using his penis as an axis. With each sway, the lustful fluid between my thighs made strange sounds, and my full breasts bounced. Because of the unusual angle of insertion, previously dormant erogenous zones were discovered, and sensual pleasure overflowed in the young woman's body.
"Oh...great...so thick...so long...oh...oh...so comfortable...so good...um...it's so good...I can't take it anymore!..." "Listen to that! Only an extremely lewd slut would say such things."
It happened to be the weekend, and after putting on makeup, I wore a set of the most luxurious and sexy Ginzai Miss outfit in all of Japan, which my husband had specially commissioned from a Japanese man to enhance our marital bliss: a backless dress made of black, transparent tulle. The tulle gently draped around my neck, and although two pieces of fabric covered my breasts, those small pieces, while just enough to conceal my modest parts as a woman, couldn't hide my proud breasts at all (because you can't wear a bra with an evening gown). The super-short hem barely covered my plump, round buttocks. As I strolled lightly down the street like a little bird... My breasts, like two mischievous little rabbits, were trying to break free from their external constraints. Stimulated by the special material of my dress, my nipples slowly hardened, making me incredibly shy. What I regretted most was that I was wearing an extremely small thong, even smaller than a regular thong. With the support of my super-high crystal heels, the thin strap slid deep into my cleft with the rhythmic sway of my hips. The short skirt made my buttocks completely exposed to anyone behind me as I walked. I was certain that everyone except me would think I wasn't wearing any underwear. I had no choice but to flag down a taxi. As soon as I got in, the driver, Chen Feng, asked, "Miss, are you going to a nightclub or a bar?" Ah, did he think I was a prostitute? I was furious after hearing that. Then, the driver adjusted his rearview mirror and I saw his lecherous eyes scanning me up and down. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me. So, I imitated Sharon St. from the movie *Basic Instinct*, moving my legs back and forth in the sexiest, most alluring way. Perhaps because of my thong, the driver assumed I wasn't wearing underwear. His lustful eyes seemed to bulge out, staring intently at my legs and crotch, as if he wanted to rush in and kill me. Just then, an elderly man was about to cross the street, and the driver... Seeing that I didn't have time to react, he swerved the steering wheel and crashed into a telephone pole with a bang. Because I was prepared, I wasn't hurt. Looking at the front of the car, I saw a large dent. I secretly chuckled to myself. After getting out, I generously took out 100 yuan and said, "Sir, even though you didn't take me to my destination, you still owe me the fare. Here's 100 yuan, keep the change." "Pah! I don't want such dirty money! Get lost!" I thought to myself, fine, I've saved 100 yuan, why should I complain? I'm just being stubborn. Solid  剿  怊崴担,  揖谷换姑挥谐  ,  炊  底郧韵玻,  恢  朗且蛭 ? 业幕,  背晒 χ,  咝四兀,  昭   钗一伺   蛔佣  咝耍?br /> Ah Qiang's words made me even happier. I rapidly moved my hips, feeling an unprecedented pleasure. My upper body arched back, my long hair disheveled and covering my face. I swayed my waist wildly, cooperating with the thrusting of his penis, while simultaneously pushing my full breasts towards Ah Qiang's hands, desperately stroking and swaying them. I was already panting heavily, drenched in sweat, my uterus contracting strongly in waves. A wave of intoxicating pleasure surged through my body, and a stream of hot love fluid sprayed onto Wang Sheng's glans.
"Damn! I'm dying of pleasure! Beauty, don't just think about your own pleasure, spread your legs a little wider, let me properly admire your vulva!" "No—! You can't look there!—Ah!" But my beautiful legs involuntarily spread even wider.
He ignored my request and inserted his middle finger. At this moment, a strong contraction came from the deepest part of my labia, and with the sliding of his finger, my waist rose up.
After reaching a blissful climax, I weakly embraced A-Qiang's head. A-Qiang was sucking on my breasts when he suddenly withdrew his penis.
"Ah!—" The sudden emptiness made me feel completely lost, so much so that when A-Qiang tried to help me up by supporting my waist, I stood up without hesitation, even eagerly, my heart filled with a sinful anticipation.
A-Qiang held my shoulders and turned my naked body towards the sofa.
"Come on! Stick your ass up higher." I pressed my hands against the sofa, bent over, and stuck out my full buttocks, which A-Qiang's hands held completely. Feeling the hot penis between my buttocks, I spread my legs apart.
With a "plop!" A-Qiang thrust in forcefully.
As soon as A-Qiang's thrusting began, I eagerly and wantonly swayed back and forth with my slender waist.
A-Qiang reached under my armpits and tightly grasped my full breasts. I was being attacked from all sides, the pleasure coursing through my entire body. Suddenly, Ah Qiang's strong fingers forcefully released my breasts, making me feel like I was flying to heaven. My moans gradually rose. The penis inside me was already swallowed by my vaginal fluids. From the depths of my wanton body came the sounds of my vaginal fluids and sweat sloshing around, and the occasional "slap, slap" sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room. Ah Qiang continued to thrust forward in rhythm with me.
"Ah...I can't take it anymore...Oh...Fuck me to death...Oh...Faster...Oh...It feels so good...Your big cock is fucking me...I feel so good...Oh...It feels so good..." The beautiful policewoman, He Suo, was finally subdued and uttered words that made people blush.
The lewd moans only made Ah Qiang more frenzied. He held my buttocks with both hands and wildly thrust his big cock into my honey hole. As the speed of the thrusting increased, I shamelessly let out cries of pleasure that sounded like crying. My body was continuously penetrated by the huge cock of a man other than my husband. The pleasure in my lower body swelled up with ecstasy. My breasts, which were covered in sweat, were rubbed by the man's big back from time to time. My whole body stiffened and arched backward. Then I screamed "Ah!" Ah Qiang finally felt his big cock touching Su Ping's flesh hole and reached the continuous spasm of orgasm.
In the midst of passion, Ah Qiang restrained his desire to ejaculate and the thrusting slowed down. He lifted my legs and flipped my body over. As he did so, his penis rubbed against my vagina, rotating half a circle. "Please, put on a condom first, okay?" I asked weakly, my whole body slumped against Ah-Qiang's chest. "Oh
...oh...what are you doing?..." I asked hoarsely.
"Let's go to the dance floor outside!" Ah-Qiang carried me, naked, towards the dance floor. His thick penis was still inside my vagina, and with each step, it throbbed. I had already reached orgasm, and with each step, the pleasure was indescribable. Although the thrusting wasn't very strong, it aroused boundless lust! I became even more anxious. My moans grew louder, and strange, obscene sounds emanated from my body. Ignoring the indecent looks of the others around me, I clamped my beautiful legs around Ah-Qiang's waist, my breasts pressed against his chest, and sweat blurred my vision. Unconsciously, I saw my own stage.
A strange light flashed in Ah Qiang's eyes. He glanced at me, so wanton, in surprise. Then, he quickly realized what was happening. He smugly pulled out a hand and patted my plump, fragrant buttocks, laughing lewdly, "Don't rush, I'll make you feel good today. You old bitch, do you still need a condom? Listen up, brothers down there, whoever wants to fuck this stinking bitch today, I'll pay, hahahahaha." — Before he finished speaking, ten men had already stripped naked and walked towards me. All I could see were their huge cocks. As long as they were men, no matter how many cocks they had, I wanted them to be inside my cunt. The
"warm moment" finally ended. Before I knew it, dawn was breaking, and a heavy mood immediately began to weigh on me.
All night long, I felt like a horny bitch in heat, completely unaware of anything. Even with my eyes closed, those vile acts of violation and torment kept replaying in my mind. The youthful energy and optimism of my younger days no longer covered me; instead, numbness and sluggishness filled me. Now, only endless shame and helpless resentment occupied my entire being! I felt as if every drop of blood in my body was tainted, every cell like a white venom, piercing my skin and soul. My heart wanted to fight back, to scream and cry out, but there was no release. I felt as if I had been pushed to the edge of an abyss, about to plunge into endless gloom! But before collapsing, I seemed to be struggling to stand up, even though I might collapse again immediately. What sustained this last bit of strength was perhaps my husband and home far away in America.
Thinking of this, tears finally welled up in my eyes, but I managed to hold them back. For someone as reserved and self-respecting as me, this was like the sky falling and the earth collapsing!
However, what chilled me to the bone was an even more terrifying thing—something that had been troubling me for days, something I had never dared to face. This thing was that feeling, that vague sense of rebellion that arose within me when I was being vilely and humiliated by strange men, and the intense pleasure of being a prostitute. This was something I, as a police officer, had never experienced.
I lowered my head, biting my lip in resentment, my bleeding heart unable to believe the shameful things I had done yesterday.
Under the indiscriminate and rude assault of countless strange men, her body had gradually developed a strange pleasure in the fierce resistance, a strange joy secretly arising from the humiliation. As for the subsequent submissive words and actions, even the obscene behavior after completely submitting to the men, these were things she would never have thought of, let alone done, even if it meant her own destruction! And today, she had actually done it in front of countless vile men and countless prostitutes! She had
even done it willingly!
"Oh God!—" I cried out in my heart, "How could I have done this?! Punish me, this traitor!"
A feeling more unbearable than death surged into my heart.
The sky outside the window was already bright, the boundless darkness stretching and spreading through the city. Perhaps, the only thing in this world that could save me was my husband and our home.
How could I escape this terrifying shadow, how could I continue to live happily with this family undisturbed? I gritted my teeth and looked at the phone in the dance hall.
Call my husband?
(Then, I steeled myself and walked to the phone, but I didn't dare pick up the receiver.
My heart was like a willow catkin in the wind, wavering and uncertain.
The agony of decision plunged me into deep helplessness. I could be ruthless, but I lacked the courage. That strange feeling deep inside still lingered in my subconscious.
Finally, I mustered the courage to call my husband in America! "
Darling, answer me! Do you love me no matter what?" I asked, both bitter and full of longing.
"What? What did you say—?" my husband asked, bewildered.
"I mean, will you always love me? No matter what mistakes I make?" I placed all my hopes on his words.
"Of course, Tingting! What's wrong with you?" "No! Don't ask me! I just beg you, answer me honestly—do you love me?" "Of course I love you! You are my dearest person! Of course I love you!" my husband answered calmly.)
"I...I mean, no matter what mistakes I've made, you—?" My husband said in a gentle yet earnest tone, "Tingting, listen to me. Our love began in college, and after we started working and got married, you've always supported me so much. Our love wasn't bought with money or any other dirty things! Do you understand? You are the only one for me in this life!" "Really?" My voice trembled.
"Absolutely! No matter what happens, I will always love you! I will always love my dear wife with all my heart!"
"Darling! — Waaah…" I couldn't hold back anymore, tears welled up in my eyes, and I wanted to throw myself into my husband's arms and cry my heart out. "I understand! I want to love you well too! Starting tomorrow, I'm going to be the person I used to be, I'll wait for you to come home! Waaah…" "What, what's wrong, darling?" "Please don't ask! Okay?" "I, I know—" Li Dong answered inexplicably.
In my heart, everything seemed clear. Although I still had a little hesitation, for the sake of my loving husband, I decided to forget everything that happened last night.
Suddenly, a loud voice appeared on the other end of the phone, the voice that changed my life, a voice as lewd as mine yesterday, came from the other end of the phone: "Come on, darling, I can't wait, come and fuck my little cunt." "Stop it, I'm playing games." "Telephone, my little darling, I'll play with you later, be good." My husband's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Honey, I have some work to do, international calls are expensive, let's talk later, ("). *Click*, the other end of the phone was hung up. I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. I understood, it was all a lie, all a lie. Only yesterday's pleasure was real. I finally understood what Ah Feng had said.
Hanging up the phone, I wiped away my tears and turned away. I still wore the same lewd and flirtatious smile as last night. From that moment on, I changed. I became, deep down, a prostitute who wanted to exchange her dirty body for men's money, a stinking whore who wanted to get pleasure from countless men's countless huge penises.
When everyone woke up yesterday, Ah Qiang grabbed me naked and pulled me into his arms, and I used standard prostitute... The woman responded to him with a lewd and infatuated laugh, gently stroking his glans with her cold little hand: "You filthy bitch, you slut, want more? A hundred men can't satisfy you? You're the most lewd bitch I've ever met. If I didn't have work, I would definitely fuck you properly. Yesterday I said I'd pay for everyone who fucked you, even though there were over 100 people. According to market prices, it would be over 20,000, but I only brought 20,000 in cash today. I didn't expect you to be so amazing, fucking you with 100 men and you're still fine, wanting more this morning. You're definitely born to fuck bitches, hahahahaha." I said, "Everyone has given me so much pleasure. It takes ten years to share a boat ride, a hundred years to share a pillow. Since everyone has fucked my little cunt, then we're all partners. Yesterday was my honey..." "This is a free gift, consider it a grand opening promotion. Please let me know if you get any business in the future." Before I could finish speaking, the men below the stage started whistling and cheering. At that moment, Ah Feng, who had been with some other man yesterday, ran over, her genitals still wet with semen, and snatched the "tip" Ah Qiang had given me. I refused, but Ah Feng quickly put it in her pocket and quietly said, "Keep it here for now, I'll give it to you when we get out." "Thank you, sir. We'll meet again someday. Sweet dreams tonight," I said, blowing kisses to the equally naked men. At that moment, I felt that between us, naked and facing each other, there was no deception, no lies, clear prices, no backstabbing. This was the only pure land in the world. I love them, I love my new profession, bitch!!!!
Leaving "Lovers' Island," I couldn't help but chase after Ah Feng. After we'd had our fun, I said to her earnestly, "Thank you, Ah Feng, my dear sister. You taught me what good and evil are, and showed me that there is still sincerity and purity in the world. But aren't you worried I can't handle all these dicks? You didn't even help me, humph!!!" Ah Feng laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight. She teased, "I've seen it all, what's a little bit of dick? You say I didn't help you? Well, look at this, how's the semen in my pussy supposed to work? I was worried you couldn't handle it, so I helped you with 7 yesterday." (0 other people...) "Hmph!!" Ah Feng pouted, feigning indignation. "Okay, okay, our Ah Feng is the best, alright? We'll split this money in half, okay? Let's spend it all today, Qiang?" After I finished speaking, Ah Feng immediately tossed the "tips" in her hand into the air: "Come on, let's sing, dance, and keep having fun!"
Ah Qiang stood behind me, his arms around my waist, aiming his penis at my already wet vulva.
I glanced back at "Lovers' Island," a place I would always remember, a place that made me lose my virginity yet left me with an inexplicable aftertaste and temptation. I will come back.
"By the way, Tingting, do you still want to be a policewoman?" Of course! I want to be a policewoman during the day and a prostitute at night. That's more exciting, hehe!!!
"Ah...ah...oh...so...thick...oh..." For a moment, I frowned and straightened up. It was a penis twice the size of my husband's. Thinking of my husband made my heart ache, but when my fully aroused vagina was filled with his big cock, the pain was only momentary. When the glans passed through the already moist vaginal mucosa and entered my body, a sweet pleasure flowed through my whole body. The lustful desire hidden in her body exploded. The word "husband" had completely disappeared from my mind. Now, all I could see was A-Qiang's big cock.

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