[Urban] Lustful and Alluring Love (Complete) - 24

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Chapter 13 National Day Holiday

Time flies, and National Day is here in the blink of an eye. Juanzi and I were "honored" to be invited to join Erbao's family on their seaside vacation.

Since coming to power, Erbao's family has made it a habit to travel to other places during long holidays like Chinese New Year. Firstly, it helps them avoid sycophantic gift-givers; secondly, it allows the family to reunite and enjoy time together; and thirdly, they want to find a quiet place to relax. In previous years, as one of the "members" of Erbao's family, despite my rugged appearance and humble heart, I understood my lowly position under the eaves of the household, and naturally, I wouldn't be ungrateful. I would voluntarily take on the task of staying at home to watch over the house, while the maids and nannies would take the opportunity to go home and rest. I would be alone in the huge mansion, eating and sleeping as I pleased, feeling quite free and happy.

One day before National Day this year, Erbao came to his parents' house. After dinner, the three chatted about where to go and what new things to do during the upcoming seven-day National Day holiday. Liu Shixiong said, "Not long ago, when I attended an investment promotion conference in a coastal city in the south, I met with dozens of local entrepreneurs. Their municipal party secretary and mayor repeatedly invited me to visit them for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. Just today, I received a call from the most powerful entrepreneur in the coastal city... How about we go there this year? It just so happens that National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival fall within this seven-day holiday. Da Niu has had a hard life, but he is also very sensible. Should we invite Da Niu and Juanzi to go to the coastal city for a vacation? Da Niu has had a hard life, but I always treat him like family..."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Biyun interrupted, "Oh? I think it's unnecessary. Besides, we are a family..."

"Okay! Okay! Let's invite Juanzi along..."

Erbao chimed in from the side. Hearing the old man say that Juanzi should come along, he was overjoyed and quickly agreed. But then he noticed his parents staring at him with strange looks, and realizing his slip of the tongue, he awkwardly blurted out, "...Of course, Da Niu should come too..."

"You! You're not getting any younger, and you were just promoted to assistant director a few days ago. Don't you care about your image?... You're indulging in a life of pleasure and debauchery..." Shang Biyun nagged.

Erbao, hearing his mother bring up his shortcomings again, nonchalantly lit a cigarette, leaned back on the sofa, and casually turned on the TV with the remote to watch an entertainment program, displaying a cynical attitude.

Seeing this, Shang Biyun was at a loss and yelled at Liu Shixiong again, "Look at his attitude! Aren't you going to do anything about it?

Like father, like son..." "What are you nagging about? What's going on here? Why are you dragging me into this? Isn't his behavior today a result of your spoiling him?"

Liu Shixiong looked slightly embarrassed, but his embarrassment was fleeting. He then raised his voice several octaves and angrily said, "Don't you spoil him too? He does whatever he wants, and you give him whatever he wants..." Immediately, the parents of the second child started arguing back and forth, spittle flying everywhere...

On National Day, Liu Shixiong, Shang Biyun and her husband, the second child, Wu Fang and her husband, and my wife and I, a group of six, embarked on our journey. As soon as we got off the plane, a special person was waiting for us, and we were picked up by a private car and taken to a detached seaside villa about fifty or sixty kilometers from the city.

This seaside resort villa had a very good location. The villa was nestled in a depression between two rocky mountains, and the two steep "V"-shaped rocky mountains naturally formed a barrier, keeping the noisy tourists out. The villa's back door leads to a white sand beach, a turquoise ocean, and palm trees swaying in the breeze. The expansive sea view is unobstructed, yet the villa offers privacy and independence, making it generally off-limits to tourists. It's a two-story duplex: the first floor features a common area with huge floor-to-ceiling windows that maximize sunlight and sea breeze, making the house feel spacious and bright. Large, comfortable sofas surround a large-screen TV, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. The house also includes a dining room, bar, cinema, and kitchen. Above the TV is a spiral staircase connecting to the second floor, which contains several bedrooms, each with its own bathroom.

Standing on the second-floor balcony, a slightly salty sea breeze greets you. The vast blue sea stretches out before you, the blazing sun seems to hang overhead, and the silver sand beach extends along the horizon. The azure sea meets the distant blue sky, creating a breathtakingly beautiful coastline.

It's a scene of tranquility, fresh air, and enchanting scenery. Juanzi and I felt both intrigued and delighted.

(October 2nd, 9:10 AM, Seaside Resort) After breakfast, we couldn't wait to rush to the beach to watch the sunrise and admire the magnificent sights of the blue sky, azure waves, and soaring seagulls.

No woman in this world would pass up an opportunity for romance, and Juanzi was no exception.

Today, she was dressed casually in a tight-fitting, collarless white tank top that accentuated her alluring figure, paired with low-waisted denim shorts and white sneakers. This outfit made her figure even more curvaceous and shapely—in short, perfectly proportioned. Her well-proportioned breasts were stretched taut by her top, leaving much to the imagination; her rounded, pert buttocks swayed with every step, attracting the attention of every man present. It was

Juanzi and I's first time seeing the sea, and we couldn't contain our excitement. We splashed in the water, waded in the waves, and played in the sand. The other four people, who were all visiting the sea before, didn't share our enthusiasm. The parents of the second child lazily lay on deck chairs under several parasols on the beach, basking in the gentle sea breeze and bright sunshine. Wu Fang, being pregnant and afraid of catching a chill, focused intently on applying sunscreen.

I can't swim, so I could only leisurely enjoy the captivating sea view. The cool sea breeze caressed my face, carrying a faint scent of the ocean. That kind of relaxation from head to toe completely relaxed every inch of my bones and nerves, almost making me lose all motivation, wanting to forever sink into this dreamlike, gentle paradise.

The second child, aside from being unskilled in studies and work, is an expert at eating, drinking, and having fun, and swimming is naturally no problem for him. He was constantly changing his swimming style in the sea, sometimes diving underwater, sometimes surfacing in the distance, sometimes demonstrating his treading water skills, all with effortless grace.

Juanzi, like a child, chased and played with the waves, excitedly shouting and jumping, completely oblivious to her clothes soaked by the seawater.

(October 2nd, 10:30 AM, Seaside Resort Villa) Liu Shixiong lay leisurely on the beach, ignoring the beautiful scenery, but his eyes were fixed on Juanzi's beautiful, slender waist and sexy, round buttocks. Juanzi's breasts, through her blue bra, provocatively pressed against her white, tight-fitting tank top. Her waist was slender, almost too small to be grasped, her buttocks were full and round, and her strapless tank top revealed her fair, delicate arms. Combined with her large, clear, dark eyes, soft, full red lips, and alluring, long legs—so round and delicate—below her rounded knees were long, shapely calves, making his heart flutter as he lay on the deck chair.

(October 2nd, 1:50 PM, Seaside Resort Villa) The weather was somewhat gloomy, accompanied by faint thunder; the sky was overcast. Juanzi and I, still wanting more, changed into our swimsuits early, ready to continue playing at the beach and maybe even learn to swim. Juanzi wore a high-elasticity bikini with flowing bows tied at the neckline and waistband.

Shang Biyun and Wu Fang, seeing the weather and not wanting to go out, called us over, insisting we play mahjong with them. I always obeyed everyone in Erbao's family, and Erbao and Liu Shixiong were still sleeping in upstairs; we couldn't get enough people to play, so I felt bad refusing and reluctantly agreed. Under their repeated urging, Juanzi hurriedly draped my shirt over her swimsuit. The loose shirt, like a bucket, covered her curvaceous yet slender body, the hem barely concealing her curves.

I only knew a little mahjong, and Juanzi didn't even know how to play. But after a few rounds, I gradually mastered the skills. At this moment, Erbao and his father also woke up and came downstairs. They stood on either side of Juanzi, vying to point out which card she should play. Erbao, in particular, got closer and took the opportunity to grope her while playing cards for her.

Juanzi seemed to sense something, her face flushing slightly. Embarrassed, she pulled her shirt tighter, revealing her long, beautiful legs. She pulled the shirt down further, leaving the loose fabric wide open. From the angle from which Erbao's father stood, he could see her neck, which gleamed like white jade with an alluring luster. Her fair and tender breasts were exposed to the old lecher's eyes, her high, firm breasts almost bursting out from under the two pieces of her swimsuit. He stared unabashedly at her bulging breasts and the tempting cleavage beneath the dark blue, high-elastic fabric. The beautiful woman before him was becoming increasingly rounded, sexy, and alluring, making his heart itch.

At this moment, Erbao, who was behind Juanzi, became even more outrageous. He took the opportunity to press his body tightly against Juanzi's back. Juanzi felt something warm and hard rubbing against her body through her thin clothes. She shuddered, feeling that he was being incredibly presumptuous. His wife and parents were right there, very close, and her husband was also nearby. She was both angry and scared, and dared not utter a sound. If she made a fuss, not only would he not be punished, but all the strange looks would be focused on her, which was the most unbearable thing for her. She could only move her body to avoid his harassment. Besides constantly changing her position to avoid him, she could only silently endure it, her face flushed. Unexpectedly, Erbao pressed even closer, constantly complaining that she had played this card wrong or that card wrong, while his lower body kept rubbing back and forth against her waist. It was unbearable for her. Humiliated and helpless, Juanzi had no choice but to use the excuse of going to the bathroom to escape the "dangerous situation." Seeing that Juanzi hadn't returned for a long time, Shang Biyun and Wu Fang asked the Liu father and son next to them to take her place. Erbao, who wasn't really interested in playing mahjong, said he had no interest

and turned to leave. Liu Shixiong had no choice but to sit down. After a few rounds, I gradually grasped the essentials of mahjong and won three or four hundred yuan. When Juanzi returned, after seeing me for a while, she hinted several times that I should stop playing and go to the beach with her. But I was engrossed in the game, enjoying the good fortune, and didn't notice her hints, continuing my mahjong game with great enthusiasm.

Juanzi was very unhappy but couldn't show it, so she left the room alone, walking to the beach with a strange melancholy.

The white waves constantly lapped against the fine sand, seagulls cried out as they flew overhead, and people in the distance chased and played on the flat beach. Juanzi stood in the ankle-deep water, gazing at the horizon where the azure sea and sky began to merge, a breathtaking sight. The beauty before her filled her with a sense of liberation and joy. She sat on the shallows, letting the waves toss and turn, thoroughly enjoying herself. Unbeknownst to her, the waves gently carried her away from the shore. Suddenly,

a wave taller than a person roared in, and Juanzi screamed, trying to escape, but the sudden surge of water swallowed her whole. Panicked, she tried to call for help, but mouthfuls of bitter seawater gushed into her mouth. She struggled desperately, her hands flailing wildly… Just then, two rescue speedboats sped towards her; after all, the safety facilities here were top-notch.

(October 3, 9:00 AM, Haibin International Building) Dark clouds gathered in the sky; a storm was brewing.

Liu Shixiong was invited to attend the ceremony for raising funds to protect the rights and interests of women and children in Haibin City. That evening, the Party Secretary of Haibin City would host a banquet for Liu Shixiong and his entourage, the top leaders of the sister city.

Erbao was picked up early that morning by his local friends. Shang Biyun asked Wu Fang to accompany her shopping before heading to the banquet that evening. The task of accompanying the leader, Liu Shixiong, naturally fell to me, but I insisted on staying at the hotel to keep Juanzi company, who was feeling slightly unwell after being frightened.

"With Lao Liu's status, how can he be alone on such a formal occasion?"

Shang Biyun and the others immediately looked displeased.

At this moment, Juanzi quickly said to me, "Da Niu, you go take care of Uncle Liu. I'll be fine; I just need some rest."

I could only remain silent and lower my head to follow them into the two cars that had come to pick me up. One car carrying Shang Biyun and Wu Fang headed straight for the shopping paradise adjacent to Binhai City—the Special Economic Zone. The other car, carrying Liu Shixiong and me, went directly to the ceremony venue—the conference hall of the Binhai International Building, a five-star hotel in Binhai City.

One of the donors to the Binhai City "Fund for the Protection of Women and Children's Rights" was a powerful Hong Kong-funded enterprise. Its chairman, Huang Yingfa, started his business in the sex and entertainment industry. Skilled and shrewd, Huang has become quite well-known in Hong Kong after years of hard work. Currently, his main projects include real estate development, road and bridge construction, and hotel and entertainment businesses. The development and operation of the Binhai Villa Resort and the Binhai International Building are among his businesses.

The Binhai International Building is a five-star hotel integrating bathing, dining, performances, leisure, entertainment, and business accommodations. It boasts a superior location, convenient transportation, and exemplifies modern Western style. Its luxurious and exquisite decorations and warm and comfortable interior make it a shining pearl of Binhai City. The Seaside International Building has only 12 floors, but its floor area is equivalent to 8 or 9 football fields. It has 3 underground parking levels, a 5-story podium, and features a reception area, business facilities, a bar, and an indoor swimming pool on the first floor; Chinese and Western restaurants on the second floor; a banquet hall and several multi-functional halls on the third floor; a nightclub and KTV rooms on the fourth floor; a bathhouse, massage parlor, and fitness center on the fifth floor; deluxe standard rooms and VIP suites on floors six through nine; and a VIP members' area on floors ten and above. There are also two outdoor tennis courts on the roof.

While there aren't many rooms on each floor from the tenth to the twelfth, each private room is 300-400 square meters, exquisitely decorated, luxurious, and fully equipped, allowing guests to enjoy top-notch service without even leaving their rooms. This area is guarded by special personnel, and non-VIP members are strictly prohibited from entering. It is a gathering place for people of extraordinary status. Having membership is a symbol of a certain status, and members are "either rich or noble" (October 3, 11:40, Haibin International Building). The ceremony went very smoothly, and I was so distracted that I didn't pay any attention until Liu Shixiong gave an impromptu speech that I came back to my senses.

Liu Shixiong, beaming from the podium, looked at the respectful and attentive audience in the hall. He habitually ran his hand through the few strands of hair on his bald head, spittle flying as he spoke: "...Currently, some individuals lack a sense of honor and shame, have low moral standards, and a weak legal awareness... neglecting the construction of spiritual civilization, the rule of law, and anti-corruption work... Protecting the legitimate rights and interests of women and children is a consistent policy of our Party, embodying the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation and advocating the construction of socialist spiritual civilization... The initiative of Haibin City to 'raise funds for the protection of women and children's rights' is commendable and worthy of emulation..."

A burst of enthusiastic applause followed. I looked at Liu Shixiong, who stood upright on the podium, and a feeling of reverence welled up within me.

At that moment, I, being treated as an attendant, was led by a secretary-like person to room 1118 of the Haibin International Building to inventory and register the various gifts and presents given to Secretary Liu Shixiong by various sectors of society. The room, spanning over 400 square meters, featured two living rooms, a bar, and a bedroom. Bathed in a soft, reddish light, it exuded luxury. Pure wool carpets, plush sofas, and elegant furniture were all made of top-grade nanmu wood. A large flat-screen TV and a comfortable, extra-large, plush king-size bed graced the bedroom. The ensuite bathroom connected to the bedroom to a luxurious and spacious shower. Still relying on your hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone videos, modeled after Fan Bingbing's genitals, realistically molded to closely resemble the shape of a vulva, with soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions closely mimic female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... The sensations are captivating and irresistible! Click to enter.

I had no time to admire the first-class facilities before me, nor any desire to experience the unparalleled luxury. My mind was completely absorbed in carefully counting, registering, and organizing the vast array of gifts in the bedroom.

A short while later, I heard three people enter the living room, chatting and laughing. Among them were Liu Shixiong, the Party Secretary of Binhai City, and Huang Yingfa, the owner of the Binhai International Building. They exchanged pleasantries and yawns, unaware that anyone was in the bedroom. " ...

Brother, you've been urging me to come time and time again. What gift have you prepared for me? Show it to me quickly."

"Haha, don't be in such a hurry! What kind of gift haven't you seen, little brother? If I'm going to give you a gift, I'll give you something you never expected."

"Damn, stop being so mysterious, okay? Otherwise, what if you get arrested by the police for soliciting prostitutes again? Will you still keep me in suspense then? Your reputation will be ruined... Haha." "Alright, alright, don't bring up that embarrassing thing anymore, okay? To welcome you, Mr. Huang has prepared a special gift for you. Mr. Huang, you should present it to Secretary Liu in person. I'll go out for a bit, see you at the restaurant later, haha..."

Hearing the sound of the living room door opening and closing.

"Secretary Liu, this is a Hong Kong HSBC bank card with two million Hong Kong dollars in it, registered in your wife's name. Please accept it."

"What are you doing? My brother's influence is enough; you don't need to be so polite with me..."

"Please accept this small gift; it's just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you'll take good care of the development project on Binhe Road in your city. I'll definitely reward you handsomely after it's completed!"

"Of course, of course."

"Thank you, Secretary Liu! To welcome you, I've prepared a special gift for you—the right to lose her virginity!"

"What? Really? This is beyond my expectations, haha..."

"How could I, Huang, dare to speak so lightly?... She's a complete virgin; she needs some money, and this will help her in her time of need."

"She's willing?"

"She came to the city from a remote mountain village to work. She had no money and relied on losing her virginity to earn her first money to support herself and send some home for emergencies... It only cost five thousand yuan... Don't worry about the money. She'll be waiting for your favor in this room tonight!"

"Hehe, but..."

"Don't worry, I, Huang, have the secretary's help in Haibin City. Everything will be fine."

"Ha, then I'll accept your offer. By the way, my wife and the others..."

"They won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. I've assigned someone to accompany them for all their expenses, so you can rest assured."

"Also, please take care of the young man who came with me... But, don't let him..."

As their voices faded into the distance, I was completely bewildered in the inner room. I was already used to Liu Shixiong accepting bribes and gifts, but I just didn't understand what "the right to lose virginity" was.

(October 3, 12:30 PM, Haibin International Building) At noon, a banquet to entertain Secretary Liu Shixiong was held in the Presidential Banquet Hall of the Haibin International Building. During the banquet, glasses gleamed, toasts were exchanged frequently, and guests and hosts alike enjoyed themselves immensely, creating a scene of decadent luxury.

After a few rounds of drinks, everyone was somewhat tipsy, and they began to flatter and fawn over each other, followed by lengthy discussions. I felt a sense of hypocrisy and disgust; was this what officialdom was like? I felt sullen and bored, my only thought being to return to the resort immediately to be with Juanzi, who was feeling unwell. I didn't notice that Liu Shixiong and the others had already left and disappeared.

(October 31, 13:55, Haibin International Building) I was led to room 1116 by the man who looked like a secretary. Before leaving, he repeatedly told me that I could use the room card to spend freely in the hotel, and that I only needed to call the number if I needed anything. The room's decoration, layout, and furnishings were exactly the same—luxurious and opulent. The two rooms were adjacent, only with opposite layouts.

After running around all day, I was also feeling a bit tired. With the attentive assistance of the male waiter, I quickly took off my clothes, pushed open the door to the bathroom, and stepped into the bathroom...

Suddenly, a sweet, feminine voice came from inside: "Welcome!"

The Mandarin, spoken with a southern accent, startled me.

Two beautiful women stood in the bathroom, both wearing sheer, knee-length bathrobes. Through the thin fabric, their bodies were completely exposed, down to the smallest detail. Their breasts were firm and not sagging at all, their cleavage unusually deep. Some had perfectly rectangular, thick, glossy pubic hair; one had only a few strands faintly visible; the other was smooth and hairless, with a peach-shaped, delicate mound…

"What are you doing in here?"

I exclaimed, quickly covering my lower body with my hands.

Faced with my exclamation, the two women looked at each other, bewildered.

The waiter behind me slapped his forehead in regret, muttering, "Oh no, how could I forget?"

He apologized profusely with a broad smile, "I'm so sorry, sir, I made a mistake. I'll call a male bath attendant for you right away, please wait a moment."

With that, he placed the key on his wrist towards the frosted glass panel, and the two panels slowly opened, leading two puzzled young women out of the bathroom. Only

after the frosted glass doors slowly closed did I breathe a sigh of relief, my tense nerves easing somewhat. My eyes began to scan the dimly lit, luxurious bathroom: it was rectangular, about seventy or eighty square meters. Three walls were decorated with stained-glass paintings of naked women, their poses suggestive and teasing. Another wall was frosted glass, engraved with a Monet painting—"The Spring"—showing a beautiful, nude girl pouring water from a clay pot over her shoulder. The beauty and gentleness were captivating, making it impossible to tell that this glass wall was also a doorway. The bathroom floor was covered in fine marble, and a jacuzzi large enough to accommodate two people sat in front of it. A flat-screen TV and gilded showerheads were positioned above the bathtub. A massage bed in the center of the bathroom was covered with thick towels, but I was puzzled by the large hole in the center. I wondered why such a high-end hotel would have such a "flaw." Even more perplexing was a U-shaped stool. Just as I was pondering this, the glass door, carved with Monet's "The Fountain," slowly opened, and a handsome, clean-cut male waiter entered.

"Hello, sir!"

"Hello to you too!"

"Please let me know what service you require."

With his guidance and assistance, I lay in the bathtub, enjoying the massage.

After a while, I wanted to get up, and he, who had been attending to me, quickly helped me up. "Please sit!"

he said, pointing to the U-shaped stool. I sat on the oddly shaped stool, and warm water cascaded over my head and body from the showerhead. Then, he put on soft gloves and lathered my entire body with fragrant shower gel, making me extremely uncomfortable. No one had ever bathed me like this before. What surprised me even more was that he knelt in front of my stool and actually reached for my penis and testicles, which were dangling from the U-shaped stool, and began wiping them with his shower gel-covered gloves.

"What...what are you doing?"

I angrily pushed him away.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please forgive me...I...didn't you want a male servant to serve you?"

the clean-cut male waiter apologized hastily, terrified.

"I asked you to scrub my back, but you..."

I still looked unhappy.

"You...you...this room is VIP service, it was supposed to be...I...I...

the manager sent me here...please don't be angry, otherwise, I...I'll be fired, I'll be..." he stammered, his face pale with panic.

"Alright, it's alright now. I won't be angry, and I won't complain about you."

Seeing how frightened he was, I felt sorry for him, and my anger subsided considerably.

"Sir, thank you!"

Seeing that I didn't blame him, he was overjoyed and wept, bowing repeatedly in gratitude.

Then, he served me even more diligently, scrubbing my back, massaging my back, washing my hair, giving me a foot massage, and relaxing my bones… His skillful techniques and attentive flattery made me feel very comfortable and enjoyable. Gradually, we became familiar with each other, and he realized that this was really my first time here. He expressed his regret that I wasn't enjoying the royal service, and then slowly introduced the suite to me: "...There are 24 such suites, each costing 8888 yuan per day. All the facilities and appliances in the room are carefully designed and specially made, with many hidden doors and keypad locks. Only members can enter this floor and enjoy the full royal service. You don't need to lift a finger; you'll be accompanied by trained young and beautiful girls, and there are also handsome male waiters…"

He paused, a sad indifference on his face, and then continued, "Usually, two girls will bathe, scrub, and massage the guest together, and you can enjoy their bodies anytime, anywhere…"

"Aren't you afraid the police will raid the place?"

I interjected.

"Hmph! Our boss is very capable. He can handle everyone, from top to bottom, left to right. Rumor has it the municipal party secretary is his buddy!"

he boasted proudly. "Usually, those who come here are high-ranking officials and wealthy tycoons, either government officials or influential figures in society..."

As I listened to his narration, I sighed inwardly: How pathetic! I never imagined such a luxurious place existed in a special economic zone on the border of our country.

The clean-cut male waiter helped me shower and dry off. After bowing goodbye, he flicked his wrist towards a frosted glass panel, and the glass wall slowly opened, but didn't close, as if he had carelessly forgotten to. Curious, I peeked out and found a narrow passageway outside the glass wall, ending with a keypad door, presumably for the staff. Opposite was another thick frosted glass wall, and judging from the relief on the glass, it looked exactly like the glass wall in my bathroom, only on the back.

"Could it be room 1118 from noon?"

Curiosity compelled me to go in, and sure enough, it was the same room as mine, the layout and facilities exactly opposite. I then opened the bathroom door leading to the toilet, and casually turned the handle to the bedroom door, but it wouldn't budge after a couple of tries; the door was locked. Just as I was about to turn away, I vaguely heard a woman's sobbing inside. A chill ran down my spine, and I hesitated for a moment. Curiosity made me press my ear against the door—the soft sobbing of a young woman, like the mournful cry of a cuckoo, "...Ouch...it hurts..."

a young woman's whimpering.

"...Don't be afraid...relax...Uncle will be gentle..."

a deep, familiar male voice said.

Interspersed with heavy breathing, yet occasionally punctuated by suppressed, painful groans.

The sounds of flesh colliding and heavy breathing, rustling together, created an alluring ambiguity.

A wave of excitement washed over me, my heart pounded…

“Excuse me! Sir! Sir!”

I turned and saw a waiter standing behind the frosted glass entryway, speaking softly but urgently: “Excuse me! Sir, your room is this way.”

Embarrassed, I fled back to room 1116. The table was already set with exquisite pastries, fresh fruit, and fine wine.

I lay on the bed, devoid of appetite. My chest felt like it was being scratched by a cat, a feeling of something stuck in my throat that lingered, unable to calm down. To my surprise, my lower body was already throbbing with blood, erect and displaying a long-lost excitement, filling me with a surge of ecstasy. I couldn't help but grasp my erect penis and stroke it back and forth. Soon, my breathing became rapid, my scalp tingled, and my spine tingled. A stream of milky white fluid spurted from my urethra, the semen scattering across my abdomen and the pristine white sheets.

Satisfied, I closed my eyes, savoring the afterglow of ejaculation, experiencing the same pleasure I felt when masturbating during my bachelor years. Looking at my gradually softening penis, I wondered to myself: Could it be that I'm cured? It's unbelievable! Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep, exhausted from the excitement. ...

(October 3rd, 6:30 PM, Haibin International Building) A sudden, urgent phone call woke me from my deep sleep. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and reached for the receiver on the bedside table.

"Da Niu? Come to my room."

Liu Shixiong's voice came through the receiver.

"Uncle Liu, it's me! Okay, I'll be right there."

Hanging up, I glanced at the quartz clock on the wall; it was already 8 PM. I quickly got up, put on my bathrobe, and rushed to room 1118 next door.

Several people were sitting in the room, including Liu Shixiong and General Manager Huang. Everyone stared at the large screen TV: "...Typhoon Emergency Warning: Typhoon Saomai, the eighth typhoon of the year, made landfall ahead of schedule today. Affected by it, most areas of our province will experience a heavy rainstorm from east to west in the next few days... Relevant departments are urged to make preparations for flood prevention and control... According to news just received by this station, the bridge leading to the seaside resort has been washed away by the flood. The main leaders of the municipal party committee and government personally went to the damaged site to direct relevant departments in flood control and rescue operations..."

"Da Niu! It's raining so hard, and your aunt and the others haven't come back yet. Er Bao is nowhere to be found. You'll be waiting for a while..."

Just then, Liu Shixiong's cell phone rang. "Hello! It's me! Where are you now? At Times Square in Causeway Bay?...Aren't you planning to stay?...Has someone made arrangements?..."

"Secretary Liu, don't worry, I've already had someone book rooms for your wife and the others at the Peninsula Hotel."

General Manager Huang smiled reassuringly from the side.

"Mr. Huang, I'm so sorry to have troubled you again."

"It's nothing!"

I pulled back the blackout curtains. Dark clouds covered the sky outside, a strong wind suddenly rose, followed by flashes of lightning and a torrential downpour. I could only see the lightning, but couldn't hear the thunder. The soundproofing of the Binhai Building's glass windows was indeed top-notch.

Liu Shixiong's phone had just hung up when it rang again. "Hello! Erbao? Where are you? Where are you? I can't hear you! I don't care where you are, in this heavy rain, don't go out fooling around! You'll stay at your friend's house tonight, understand? Hmm... Hmm..."

After hanging up, he smiled and said to everyone present, "It's truly a case of heaven saving us from hardship! We can only trouble you all! Haha!"

"Not at all! It's our honor that Secretary Liu is willing to let us stay!"

"It's a great honor to have you here!"...

I had no interest in listening to these nauseating flatteries. I quietly turned around and went into the inner room to dial Juanzi's phone.

"Hello! Juanzi?"

"Hello! Da Niu, it's me!"

A familiar and gentle voice came from the phone.

"Juanzi, is it pouring rain where you are too?"

"Yes! It's pitch black outside, with a strong wind and torrential rain. I've never seen such heavy rain. When can you come back? I'm so scared!"

"Juanzi, don't be afraid! We'll go back as soon as the bridge to the resort is repaired. Just stay in the house and don't go anywhere. Understand?"

"Okay! I know!"

After hanging up with Juanzi, I felt anxious and depressed, regretting leaving her there alone.

At that moment, lost in thought, I didn't notice a few tiny drops of bright red blood next to a wet patch on the crumpled sheets. ...

Chapter 14 Stormy Weather

(October 3, 21:00, Seaside Resort)

The typhoon's torrential rain intensified, raindrops pounding against the windowpanes with the help of the strong winds; lightning flashed across the night sky, each trailing a trail of thunder. The rainy weather was oppressive, the air thick with a damp mist. Juanzi, feeling gloomy, went downstairs to make sure the doors and windows were locked, then returned to her room, took off her coat, and went into the bathroom.

A bolt of lightning struck, instantly illuminating the courtyard of the seaside resort villa, where Erbao had just emerged from a luxury car. In the guardhouse next to the villa, two female staff members were watching television, surprised that their guests had returned in such a downpour.

"Quick, give me the room key!"

Erbao stood soaking wet in the guardhouse door.

"You… this…"

the staff member hesitated.

"The person with me is asleep; I don't want to wake her,"

he explained.

The manager had repeatedly warned them beforehand that this group were important people, the boss's VIPs, and they should do their utmost to serve them well. The staff dared not delay and quickly retrieved the key set for the room tidiers, while simultaneously searching for an umbrella to open the door for Erbao.

"I'll open it myself,"

he said, snatching the key and rushing out the door.

Although the duty room was only a dozen meters from the villa, running back and forth in the pouring rain would surely leave him soaked, so the two women let him go.

It turned out that Erbao was in another villa not far away, gambling with some people. He had planned to go to the Binhai Building that evening for a banquet to entertain his father, but upon learning that the bridge leading to Binhai City had been washed away, he was overjoyed, feeling it was a godsend.

Erbao went straight to Juanzi's room on the second floor, his soaking wet clothes scattered on the stairs. He tiptoed to the door, listened intently, and carefully opened the door with the key set. The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom. He slowly walked to the slightly ajar door and gently pushed it open a crack to peek inside—a breathtakingly beautiful body, a shapely figure; mature and alluring, full and firm breasts; full, round, firm, and elastic buttocks, showcasing an S-shaped silhouette. Juanzi had her back to the door, her cascading black hair falling down her pink back, the graceful curves making her waist appear even more slender; her shoulders were delicate and beautifully sculpted, full but not thick.

Inside the bathroom, Juanzi was washing her private parts with the showerhead, slowly closing her eyes and letting the powerful jet of water pound against her sensitive spots, moaning softly, her face showing ecstasy, a blush creeping onto her fair cheeks.

Seeing the erotic scene inside, Erbao's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He quickly took out his phone and started filming through the crack in the door.

Since accidentally experiencing the pleasure of masturbation for the first time, Juanzi developed a masturbation addiction like an opium addict. After Da Niu risked his life to save her and was injured, causing cerebral cortex disorder and intermittent erectile dysfunction, she frequently experienced erectile dysfunction, unable to achieve or maintain a firm erection, making normal sexual intercourse impossible.

"Food and sex are human nature."

Like all normal women, she had one of the two most basic sexual desires; however, her normal physiological needs were not met, and she could only compensate for the lack of her "other half" through self-soothing. However, after each release of pleasure, she fell into deep self-blame and guilt, often justifying herself by saying it was "the last time."

Juanzi was deeply moved by Da Niu's heroic act of saving her, and she also valued his character—his honesty, hard work, and especially his indomitable spirit in the face of poverty and his relentless pursuit of a better future—which made her feel very gratified. Although Da Niu lacked romance and charm, he was very considerate and loving towards her, treating her like a naive young girl: she never charged her phone once, because he always kept it fully charged; if she woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, he would always get her water. He would wash her shoes clean when they got dirty; when she was sick, he would ask repeatedly if she had taken her medicine, and when she refused, he would patiently feed her.

Juanzi felt that Da Niu was like a tree, tall and strong, supporting her and sheltering her from the wind and rain, especially when she felt fear or danger, he would resolutely stand up to protect her, which was enough to move her for a lifetime. They relied on each other, their lives filled with familial affection, and home became their haven.

*****In the bathroom, the romantic scene gradually deepened.

Juanzi reached down to her abdomen, pressing and kneading the sensitive nipples with her fingers. Instantly, her body stiffened, her two smooth, long legs stretched straight, and one could vaguely see the muscles beneath her fair skin twitching slightly. Her small, delicate feet tensed, her cute toes pressed together, her smooth insteps forming a beautiful arch. At the same time, she uttered indistinct "uh... ah..." Her

expression of ecstasy was obvious.

This made Erbao's mouth go dry, and he couldn't help but swallow, making a soft "gulp" sound that the beauty in the bathroom heard. She cried out in alarm, "Who? Who's outside?"

Turning her head, her beautiful hair, like clouds, smoothly gathered on one side of her left shoulder, facing her flushed face towards the bathroom door.

Erbao couldn't hide any longer and simply pushed the door open and barged in.

"You, how come..."

Juanzi started to say, but suddenly stopped. It was her most feared enemy—the naked Erbao—whom she feared seeing alone!

Juanzi's face paled instantly, and she cried out in terror, "What are you doing? Show some respect! I'm going to call for help!"

Her trembling voice clearly betrayed her lewdness and malice.

Erbao grinned nonchalantly, "Go ahead and shout. There are only the two of us in this whole building. Besides, in this torrential rain, no one will answer even if you shout until the sky falls. Haha..."

Faced with this rogue, she panicked, feeling fear, shame, panic, and helplessness...

Erbao's playboy nature returned, a greedy, lewd smile appearing on his face. He strode up to Juanzi, ignoring her angry glare, and suddenly grabbed her as she tried to escape, pressing her face against the bathroom wall. He tightly gripped Juanzi's hands, forcibly lifting them above her head and slamming his entire body against her perfectly curved waist and hips.

Juanzi felt like she was in shackles; her struggles were completely futile, and she felt utterly wronged.

Erbao inhaled her intoxicating fragrance, breathing on her neck and teasing her with his lips and tongue. She felt a tingling sensation, letting out a suppressed groan and struggling violently to break free.

Juanzi was no match for Erbao's strength; the burning object pressing against her lower abdomen made her speechless with shyness. As the prey, her resistance was futile, foreshadowing her inevitable surrender.

"You...you let go...let me go..."

Juanzi struggled violently, filled with shame and anger.

"Juanzi...you...I...I missed you so much...Weren't you just now...pretending to be chaste? Don't you miss me? Let me give you pleasure."

Erbao held Juanzi down tightly. In her bewildered state, he suddenly turned his head and pressed his lips against her soft mouth. She had no chance to escape; she tried to struggle, but couldn't muster any strength, her arms held captive by his grip. The moment his lips descended, her mind went blank, as if bombarded.

Erbao's mouth was like a large, warm suction cup, completely enveloping hers... She felt like a fawn caught in a cheetah's pounce. His kiss was aggressive; before she could react, his nimble tongue had already invaded her mouth, swirling and thrashing about, capturing her tongue tightly.

"Mmm..."

she moaned involuntarily, her slender hands clenching tightly. She felt the inexhaustible heat of his embrace, leaving her helpless. His other hand swiftly slid to her bare chest, grasping one of her full breasts and kneading it in his palm.

Her voice trembled with sobs, "Let go...no...uh...no! No! Don't! Don't! Don't do this!"

Only then did Juanzi realize her resistance was futile, and she pleaded with Erbao in humiliation.

Juanzi's pleas didn't move Erbao's heart; instead, they made him realize his prey's surrender, and he became even more brazen, reaching for her high, firm breasts.

The moment Erbao's demonic hand touched Juanzi's skin, she, who had been struggling violently, suddenly froze. Stiff and unable to move, Juanzi couldn't avoid the hand that had invaded her embrace, ravaging her sensitive breasts. She felt the gates of desire within her body suddenly open again, swollen and aching. This feeling came so suddenly and so intensely that Juanzi involuntarily panicked, her face burning like fire.

Erbao seized the opportunity, scooping up the burning Juanzi and rushing towards the bedroom.

Embarrassed and ashamed, Juanzi flailed her legs in the air in futile struggle, her small hands striking the man's body in pointless resistance.

Thrown onto the soft bed, Juanzi, filled with shame and anger, suddenly raised her hand and slapped Erbao hard across the face, shouting, "Liu Tianbao! You shameless scoundrel! Don't push your luck! If you dare to take another step, I'll report you to your workplace!" She

paused, gritted her teeth, and said resolutely, "I will tell Secretary Liu, tell Wu Fang! I'll tell Da Niu everything!"

Erbao was stunned. He hadn't expected Juanzi, already aroused and filled with desire, to resist so fiercely. He was unfazed by her threat to report him; his philandering had been exposed more than once, his misdeeds already widely known at work, but each time, the higher-ups had turned a deaf ear, ignoring it all, and he continued to be promoted. As for his parents, they were no concern; his wife, Wu Fang, was the one he worried about. If he angered his powerful father-in-law, not only would he suffer, but it would also affect his father's official position. What worried him even more was Da Niu. Despite his usually dull and honest appearance, if Da Niu learned the truth about his repeated sexual assaults on Juanzi, who was more precious than his own life, he would be enraged and do something reckless.

Seeing Er Bao standing there stunned, Juanzi assumed he was afraid and relaxed slightly, her face showing anger as she said sharply, "You...you're not leaving yet?"

At the same time, she grabbed a towel to cover her naked body.

The cunning Er Bao wouldn't give in. He calmly picked up his phone and said slowly, "I didn't expect you to be so heartless...sigh...you're unkind, but I can't be unjust. I'll show you something and then leave."

He opened the media player on his phone and handed it to Juanzi.

"You bastard! You secretly filmed me while I was showering..."

she angrily yelled at him. The thought of him filming her embarrassing masturbation made her blush crimson with embarrassment and shame. She grabbed her phone and frantically pressed the delete button, but it wouldn't delete; the delete button was locked.

The player then played "Uh...ah..."

sounds—her moans from the bathroom.

She glared at Erbao, trembling, and cried out, "You bastard! Shameless! Scoundrel!"

before bursting into sobs.

The video continued playing—"Ah...um...ah..."

"Ah...ah...Oh my god...I...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

Juanzi abruptly stopped sobbing and grabbed her phone again.

In the video—a naked woman, her expression dazed, cheeks flushed, eyebrows slightly furrowed, panting heavily, drenched in sweat, a picture of wanton ecstasy. And that person—was herself!

She stared intently at the video—"Mmm...no...I can't take it...it's too deep..."

"Ah...too deep...oh my god, it feels so good..."

"Ah...ah...my god...I really ca

n't take it anymore..." A passionate scene was playing, a man and woman on the screen engaged in ecstasy, arousing the viewer to the point of ecstasy, truly enough to make one's nose bleed and one's emotions surge. But Juanzi felt utterly ashamed and indignant, because the woman in the obscene picture was herself.

He looked at her stunned expression and smiled smugly, "A beautiful piece, isn't it? I'm satisfied with it myself."

"Ah!"

Juanzi felt her mind go blank, tears streaming down her beautiful face. "You...you actually...this...when...was this?"

She was so terrified she could barely speak; the blow was too much for anyone to bear. It was a miracle she hadn't fainted.

Erbao wore a look of deep relish, deliberately speaking in a flippant tone, "It's that scene from that night when you came to my door, being intimate and affectionate. I was originally keeping it to myself to enjoy, but your behavior just now annoyed me, so I had no choice but to bring out my treasured possession for you to see. You were so beautiful in the video, it often made me lose control..."

"You...you've gone too far! I'm going to sue you!"

She trembled with anger, never expecting that he had secretly recorded that night.

"Would you? If you did, these videos, even more exciting than Japanese porn, might appear on porn websites! I'm sure the ratings would skyrocket."

He shrugged, not caring at all.

"You dare? That's your despicable behavior!"

Her heart pounded, once again experiencing his wickedness.

He said in a nonchalant tone, "Why wouldn't I dare? Look closely, these are all carefully edited clips. Open your eyes and look carefully, is there any trace of me? Who would believe it? You're supposed to be a law student. If this video were posted on a website and everyone saw it, I think..."

Under his gloomy gaze, Juanzi began to feel a chill run down her spine.

"You... what exactly do you want?"

Juanzi felt a chill run through her body, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Juanzi, do you know how much I like you? You belong only to me, I can't control myself whenever I see you..."

he said in a low, hoarse voice.

She glanced at him contemptuously, not bothering to respond.

"...Actually, you don't like Da Niu at all, you like me! Isn't that right?... As long as you agree to be my woman!"

His wicked eyes made Juanzi tremble all over.

"Be your woman? Don't you think that's ridiculous? Besides, don't be shameless, I love Da Niu, I like Da Niu, not you!"

she sneered coldly.

"You fucking lie!"

Erbao said angrily. "You love me! You've always been my woman! If it weren't for that bastard Da Niu taking advantage of the situation, we would have been a perfect couple long ago."

"Erbao, listen to me! I used to love you, even disregarding social norms and abandoning my self-respect, letting you trample on my dignity. But in times of crisis, you showed me your true colors. You're not a man! You're nothing but shame! I don't want anything to do with you anymore, do you understand?"

Juanzi thought of her youthful arrogance, and her heart grew heavy.

"No! You must agree to be my woman!"

He said frivolously and arrogantly, enunciating each word clearly: "To put it bluntly, you must willingly be my mistress! Whether you're a man or not, you know best, hahaha..."

"No, no... This is too despicable! I will never be threatened by you!"

Hearing this, Juanzi looked up at him in astonishment, her pretty face flushed, and she forced out the words, her voice hoarse.

"Look at what you're saying, how could I dare to threaten you? Since that's the case, then I..."

He slowly lit a cigarette, making a move to leave, and said with a wicked smile, "I have a problem with being forgetful. Losing my phone is a common occurrence. If the videos on my phone leak to the public, you can't blame me if something like that happens."

As he said this, he glanced at Juanzi out of the corner of his eye and saw the panic and fear in the depths of her drunken eyes.

Juanzi's thoughts were in complete chaos at this moment, her mind a tangled mess with no clue whatsoever. She imagined the consequences if the scenario Erbao described actually happened, and she would find herself unable to face anyone again. If she agreed, she would suffer his humiliation; but if she refused, she would be utterly disgraced, unable to face anyone, and unable to enter her dream of working at the prosecutor's office. Now, he was going to ruin all of that…

Erbao swallowed hard and continued, “Once it spreads online to your hometown, your parents will find it quite amusing. Then, when you return home, you'll be scorned, subjected to the neighbors' stares and gossip…”

“You…you stop talking!”

Hearing this, Juanzi shuddered, tears of grievance and helplessness silently streaming down her face. Her heart ached! She felt as if she had lost her soul. She knew that if she yielded to Erbao, an even more humiliating fate awaited her. In his hands, she would become nothing more than a sex object. She cowered in the corner of the large bed, her legs tucked as close to her body as possible, her beautiful eyes lifeless, no longer bright and cheerful.

Juanzi understood that he intended to possess her body and heart for a long time. Though she felt humiliated and wished for death, filled with inexplicable resentment, she seemed to have no choice. How unfair fate was, to have subjected her to such humiliation and misery. She was driven to the edge of a cliff, with no way out. In a short time, her expression changed repeatedly—sorrow, anxiety, anger, helplessness, and grief were all written on her face.

Erbao's alluring eyes, his burning gaze, had seen through her turbulent heart. He had been carefully observing Juanzi's expression, and now he was certain that this beautiful and delicate woman's defenses had been completely breached, that she was completely under his control. It seemed Juanzi was already inclined to submit, and his heart was filled with excitement; soon he would possess her captivating charm forever. Thinking of this, his lower body was now incredibly aroused; he no longer wanted to miss this golden opportunity. So, he slowly walked to the bedside, plopped down on the edge, and his lewd hand gently caressed her beautifully sculpted, jade-white, and straight neck…

At this moment, Juanzi was at a loss, her heart filled with panic, not knowing what to do. Her initial anger had been replaced by the pain and panic brought on by the impending humiliation. She simply hugged her arms tightly, not moving an inch, not letting his hand slide towards her breasts.

“No…don’t…”

she pleaded in a tearful voice, feeling utterly helpless, her face streaked with tears.

Erbao said tenderly, “Juanzi, you know how much I love you. I don’t want to share you with anyone…your smile, your beauty, your body…everything will only be mine.”

Juanzi was dazed and did not resist, her blank eyes staring blankly at Erbao’s lewd and seductive eyes as if under a spell.

A year ago, Juanzi had just entered society when she met the handsome Erbao. It was his untamed and wild gaze that captivated her, causing her, young and naive, to fall into his trap, believing him to be her Prince Charming, and even giving him her heart. It wasn't until the kidnapping incident that she was plunged into despair. Erbao's ugly and despicable actions tore at her heart; she despised him, believing he didn't deserve to be called a man. From then on, she tried desperately to forget the man she had once given herself to.

The rain outside the window poured down harder, lightning flashed like silver snakes, and thunder roared like the wrath of a god, filling her with terror. Juanzi felt like she had fallen into a black hole of disaster, with no choice…

When Erbao's hand, half-forcibly, removed the towel from her body, she trembled with tension, and tears of despair and helplessness streamed down her face. Fear was no longer enough to describe her feelings; her worst fears were about to come true.

"..."

Juanzi turned her pretty face away in despair, not wanting him to see her jade-like cheeks flushed red with feminine shame. Her beautiful eyes were blank, and she felt a chill run through her body.

Like women her age, the higher Juanzi's education level, the higher her expectations for relationships and her yearning for romance and passion. However, she couldn't even satisfy a woman's basic sexual needs, only feeling resentment and self-pity. In *Water Margin*, Pan Jinlian married the ugly and lowly Wu Dalang, nicknamed "Three-Inch Dwarf Tree Bark." Pan Jinlian's psychological and emotional needs were also unmet, and her sex life was likely even more unsatisfactory. What kind of torment must this be for a woman in the prime of her life?

This tragedy fully illustrates that beauty is not inherently a curse, but it can easily attract trouble. A harmonious and fulfilling sex life is an essential guarantee or lubricant for a happy marriage. Sex is the driving force behind passion and a fulfilling marriage. If this most fundamental primal need is not met, it can very likely lead to a terrible tragedy.

***** (October 3, 21:40, Seaside Resort) At this moment, Juanzi, completely naked—fair skin, a blushing face, tightly closed eyes, flaring nostrils, a delicate nose, tightly pursed lips, a slender neck, smooth shoulders, fair arms, firm breasts, rounded buttocks, a flat stomach, a smooth vulva, straight long legs, and delicate toes.

Erbao picked Juanzi up and placed her on his lap, her back against his chest. His dark penis stood erect between her legs, guiding her fair hands to grasp it. Ashamed, Juanzi struggled a few times, but finally, helplessly, gently grasped the slightly warm penis, her face flushing with a woman's unique shame. Juanzi let out a soft

"Ah…"

, her body tensing.

Erbao saw a tempting blush quickly rise on the smooth, delicate face of this beautiful and alluring woman. He turned his head and covered her soft lips with his, his kiss enough to make the girl in his arms ecstatic.

"Mmm... ooh..."

Her breathing became irregular, he could see everything about her, and the inescapable shyness made her heart pound wildly.

"You're so beautiful."

He curled her tongue and gently tasted her nectar, the kiss so tender and magical that Juanzi's whole body flushed red. She remembered that she had succumbed to his kiss in the same way last time. Now he was using the same method on her again, and she couldn't help but admit that this was a feeling she couldn't explain herself.

After an unknown amount of time, Erbao finally released her lips and laid Juanzi face up on the bed. Naked, Juanzi looked very vulnerable, like a lamb placed before a beast. Of course, the beast was Erbao.

The experienced Erbao knew that haste makes waste. Having come this far, he naturally wanted to unite with Juanzi as soon as possible. But rough action was not a good thing. He had to be gentle and considerate, never impatient, and sometimes even make the woman impulsive and anxious. This was experience he had gained from countless encounters with women.

Before him stood breasts high and firm, their size just right to fill his palm, concealing the sensitivity of a mature woman. He pressed his face close to the soft, white breasts, his lips meeting but not sucking, only gently licking with the tip of his tongue, teasing the erect nipples.

Juanzi felt a moist and wonderful sensation spreading from where he was licking. In just a moment, she felt a surge of heat slowly rising from within her, spreading throughout her body.

"No! No!..."

She cried out from within, reminding herself not to succumb.

However, he recklessly inhaled her fragrance, his hands gliding over her body.

Juanzi's body couldn't withstand the stimulation; it responded with the most honest physiological reaction, her nipples hardening and erecting. Even more shameful was the fact that her lower body was wet, even overflowing with glistening fluid. Her reason began to falter, her breathing rapid, and she let out soft moans, overwhelmed with shame.

Juanzi lost herself in Erbao's lewd advances, seemingly unable to bear it any longer. She murmured "No..."

one moment, then cried out "No..."

her body trembling violently, a soft moan escaping from the depths of her heart.

Juanzi hadn't expected to reach orgasm so quickly, and even more unimaginable was that after her lower body contracted several times, the warm flow soaked the sheets beneath her.

Erbao's hand slowly moved downwards, one hand caressing her skin while gently sliding towards her most intimate place.

When his hand touched the edge of her private area, Juanzi immediately curled up, her beautiful cheeks flushing red. His

middle finger slid into the soft, mysterious area between her legs.

She trembled, her buttocks muscles immediately tightened, and her thighs closed even more tightly.

His middle finger then wantonly touched the place where the nerve endings of a woman's private parts were most concentrated.

"Ah..."

she let out a soft moan as if electrocuted, curling up uncontrollably. "How embarrassing, that lewd sound, did you make it yourself?"

She suddenly felt the same weakness as after drinking, yet also a feeling of pleasure.

"Don't be nervous, I'll be very gentle."

He whispered comfortingly in her ear, his middle finger entering the woman's private parts, feeling the tight sweetness. His fingers darted in and out of her honeyed passage, enticing her soft, narrow passage to secrete lubricating nectar.

"..."

The light and heavy, fast and slow movements of his fingers made Juanzi unable to resist the strange, sweet sensation, wanting only to cry out. Her starry eyes were filled with tears, her cheeks flushed, her lips alluring, and her delicate body was moistened by his teasing, exuding an enticing fragrance.

The intensifying pleasure made Juanzi dizzy. Recently, due to her husband Da Niu's illness, they had not had sex for a long time. Juanzi was at the age of sexual maturity, and although she longed for sex, she had restrained herself because of her good upbringing and her husband's health.

Now, under Er Bao's long and skillful manipulation, her long-suppressed sexual desire finally erupted. The sense of being conquered and the novelty brought by another man further stimulated her pursuit of pleasure.

As Juanzi entered a state of ecstasy, her consciousness blurred, her heart raced, and blood rushed to her body. Her pretty cheeks flushed, and her fair chest and breasts swelled. Her body writhed more violently, coordinating with Erbao's fingers as they thrust in and out, emitting

soft moans of "Mmm...Mmm..."

Regarding women's genitals, Erbao didn't like the type with fertile soil, thick, dark pubic hair. He had seen countless women's vulvas, many extremely unsightly, resembling a dead cow's lung, some like dried oysters, too ugly to be repulsive. Juanzi's vulva, however, was exceptionally beautiful. Her pubic hair was sparse and neat, pretty and lovely. The curve of her pubic bone was smooth, like a ripe peach, her mons pubis slightly protruding and rounded, irresistible to the touch. The vulva was snow-white like mutton fat, the pubic flesh plump and tender, the slender vulva cleft, the pink labia majora tightly closed. Parting the pink labia majora with his hand, a clitoris the size of a red bean protruded above the vulva cleft; beside the slightly open opening were two bright red labia minora, tightly pressed against the labia majora, the bright red vulva walls glistening with the light of vaginal fluid.

His fingers, coated in her bodily fluids, moved back and forth between her wet legs, the tight passage enveloping his fingers.

The wetness intensified the pressure, hitting her eardrums, accompanied by her shy heartbeats and gasps. Her body was limp as noodles, her whole body tingling, and she kept moaning, "Mmm... mmm..."

The

body in Erbao's arms tormented itself between tension and relaxation, between submission and defiance, involuntarily rubbing and pushing against him, her face flushed with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Seeing the moment was right, he pressed his palm against her clitoris, his middle finger curling inside her vagina, accurately probing the smooth spot behind the bulge (the so-called G-spot). Pleasure spread through her limbs; she continued to moan, her legs twisting and turning, the vaginal walls gripping his fingers. He used his legs to spread her legs apart. He started scratching her G-spot, and her moans intensified. However, her body stopped swaying, as if she felt some tension. He increased the frequency and pressure...

After about two minutes,

she screamed, "Ah..." Her body trembled, a spasm like she'd been electrocuted, shaking violently, her legs pressed tightly together.

He continued stimulating her G-spot with maximum force and frequency, his fingers moving rhythmically as he counted: "1, 2, 3..."

"Ahhhhh..."

She felt a pressure rapidly building in her abdomen... like it was about to explode.

"...4..."

Her chest heaved upwards, her lower abdomen contracted backwards, her mouth opened and closed, her lips trembled, and her muscles spasmed.

"...5!"

Then, he abruptly withdrew his fingers.

"Ah...uh..."

As the fingers separated, her climax erupted, and a gush of liquid spurted from her pink, labia that couldn't close for a moment...

This liquid shot out rapidly, like a jet of water from a musical fountain, dancing gracefully in the air, scattering onto the white sheets, creating dazzling waves, the water droplets like curtains, the foam like snow, a magnificent sight.

She had climaxed...

she had squirted...

Juanzi collapsed onto the bed, beginning to convulse erratically, her limbs stiff...Pleasure overwhelmed her, pushing her into the ultimate ecstasy. The extreme stimulation caused her to groan softly, her vision went black, and finally, her body went limp and she fainted...

Her head felt light, as if she were in a dream world, sounds were distant, time seemed to stand still, she felt her body floating in the air, both comfortable and intoxicating, all worldly troubles were instantly forgotten, an exquisite ecstasy almost unbearable to humankind. ...

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