My sexual encounter with a Black male teacher

My parents were gambling addicts; they gambled away all the money in our family. When they ran out of money to gamble, they borrowed, taking out high-interest loans. They owed at least a million yuan, and when it seemed they couldn't pay it back, they ran away.
Just when I was about to be driven to desperation by the debt collectors, an acquaintance pointed me to a way out: there was a very wealthy and beautiful widow looking for a son-in-law to live with her.
That woman had been married three times. Her first husband lived for three years, her second for two years, her third for one year… If I went there, it would be her fourth husband.
Pfft…
I almost spat out my saliva. Good heavens, if I went there, how many years could I live? Half a year?
Did that woman have such a high sex drive that each husband died from exhaustion?
Even if I were physically strong, I probably couldn't last.
The acquaintance gave me a phone number.
Then he told me that he knew those loan sharks; these people would do anything to collect debts.
I'd heard that someone owed them money and wouldn't pay it back, and a few days later they were found
dead in a forest on the outskirts of town.
Their kidneys had been removed.
I don't want to see your corpse in a garbage dump one day!
My fists clenched involuntarily. Being a live-in son-in-law was a bit shameful, but at least I could survive, right?
Hesitating, I dialed the number: "Hello? Excuse me..."
"Are you here for an interview? What's your name?" A cold voice came from the other end of the line.
"Um, my name is Yang Chen..."
"Nine o'clock tonight, at Tianlai Bar in the city center. No exceptions." The woman hung up after saying that, and I didn't even get to say a few more words.
Although the call was made, the feeling of humiliation and defeat grew stronger. I felt a tightness in my chest, so I bought a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) at a nearby convenience store and gulped it down.
The spicy liquor burned my throat, and my stomach churned.
My eyes felt a little sore. Being betrayed by the person closest to me was a truly painful experience. I felt a nameless fear about the future, a void in my heart, as if a huge piece was missing.
We're in a county town; we still have to go to the city.
I'd never been to the city before, so I had to take a taxi, but it turned out to be an unlicensed taxi that dropped me off somewhere and sped away. I
looked around—desolate alleyways, no sign of a bar.
Seeing a small door ahead, I went to it, intending to push it open and see if anyone would ask where the bar was, as it was almost time for our appointment.
Just as I opened the door, I heard a sharp scream.
Help… Waaah…
It sounded like a woman's voice. What happened?
I tilted my head slightly and saw a lavishly decorated corridor. Three men were dragging a woman towards a small room inside. Her mouth was gagged, and her hair was disheveled.
The woman had an oval face, hazy and indistinct under the light, making her look like a fairy. Her bright eyes were filled with fear. She wore a white dress, which had been lifted up, revealing a perfect curve beneath her black pantyhose. Her slender legs appeared even longer beneath the stockings.
What a stunningly beautiful and sexy woman! Especially the connection between her thighs and thighs in the black pantyhose—it was breathtakingly beautiful.
The skin beneath the thin stockings was faintly visible, creating an image that was the most alluring and beautiful sight in the world.
Okay, I admit I'm a pervert; I fucking love black stockings.
And this woman before me, slender and tall, with perfect legs and hips, the subtle sheen of her high-quality stockings perfectly fueled a slightly morbid urge within me.
I felt my eyes were practically popping out of my head.
Seriously, this was too stimulating! Or is this the standard style in big cities?
I almost wanted to rush up and replace those guys myself.
But… I'm a gentleman. Forcing myself on a beautiful woman sounds exciting, but I couldn't actually do it.
I quickly followed behind, only to realize at the entrance that this was the women's restroom.
The three men's faces changed instantly when they saw me; they looked extremely fierce.
"Damn it, what are you looking at? Get lost…" one of the men yelled at me.
"Hey, what do you want? If you don't stop, I'll call the police," I said, frowning. I didn't want trouble since I'd just arrived in this city.
Call the police?
The three men laughed. One of them grinned and walked towards me.
The other two, still holding the woman, completely ignored my threats. With a ripping sound, they tore open the woman's skirt, revealing delicate skin beneath her white bra. The woman was gagged and made muffled sounds.
The other guy rushed in front of me and kicked me in the stomach, knocking me to the ground.
"Call the police? Call your grandpa! You want to die?" the guy yelled as he hit me.
My body collapsed to the ground, struggling to get up. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see on the bathroom wall that a man had grabbed the woman's hands, while another man lifted her skirt, his rough hand caressing her delicate, white skin.
The woman's face was filled with terror, her eyes almost filled with despair, and two tears rolled down her cheeks.
The woman's gaze was on me, and in that gaze, there was even a hint of worry.
That woman was worried about me, worried I was hurt? It seemed like she wanted me to run?
Thinking about my life, Yang Chen, I've been stuck with scumbag parents, dropped out of high school in my second year, followed some thugs, fighting, extorting protection money—everyone who saw me felt disgusted, living like a stray dog.
But now, someone was actually worried about me, and a woman at that?
The first time a woman had worried about me… Damn it, I'm going to save this woman today!
I whirled around abruptly, and under the light, I looked like a wild beast, my face contorted in pain.
I lunged forward instantly, grabbing the man by the neck. My arm muscles tensed almost instantly, and with a whoosh, I dragged the man's body, slamming his face against the wall.
Bang!
A dull thud echoed as my face made intimate contact with the wall. I don't know how many teeth were broken, but blood gushed from my mouth and nostrils.
Meanwhile, the two men on the other side had already ripped off the woman's bra, her snow-white skin immediately exposed, unstoppable.
The woman screamed, trying to stop them, but one of the men slapped her across the face, leaving several bright red finger marks.
Just then, the two men noticed their genitals had been attacked, and their faces contorted in horror.
"Damn it, you dare hit my little brother?" A man suddenly drew a switchblade from his waist and lunged at me.
"Watch out..." the woman suddenly screamed, showing some semblance of conscience.
But no matter, this guy wasn't slow, but I was faster. Just as he lunged at me, my body suddenly swayed, the knife almost grazing my shoulder. My right hand flashed out and grabbed his wrist, giving it a slight shake, and I snatched the switchblade away. I then plunged the knife into his thigh.
Blood splattered onto my palm.
The intense pain made the man hunch over, trembling.
I might not be able to beat those gangsters, but surely I can take on a few thugs like you?
I glanced at the last man and spat, "Damn it, get the hell out of here."
The henchman was clearly terrified, probably never expecting a drunkard like me to be so tough. He didn't dare linger, grabbing his two brothers and scrambling away.
Then I turned to look at the woman, my throat involuntarily bobbing. The woman's clothes were disheveled, her shirt torn, her bra hanging loosely on her shoulders, exposing her breasts and a large expanse of skin. With each breath, she trembled with fear, revealing a deep cleavage. That kind of look could easily ignite a man's deepest desires. My face flushed instantly, and I immediately became aroused. The woman was
clearly frightened by my appearance, shrinking back and instinctively adjusting her disheveled hair and clothes.
I shook my head. It was a pity I wouldn't see the show; her beautiful legs were covered by her skirt. What a shame.
"Hey..." the woman suddenly called out to me, her voice clear and melodious.
"What?"
"You..." The woman seemed hesitant.
"If you have something to say, fine, I'm leaving." I scratched my head to hide my embarrassment.
The woman finally mustered her courage, looked up at me, and said something that left me speechless.
"You, do you want to sleep with me?"
Pfft...
I almost spat it out, staring dumbfounded at the beautiful woman in front of me. I wondered if I had misheard her. What did she just say?
While I was still stunned, the woman suddenly walked up to me, reached out and gently hooked the strap of her dress, letting it slide down her two snow-white arms. Her
delicate skin was completely exposed before me.
The woman's clothes were already somewhat tattered because of those thugs, and her bra was torn. After this beauty hooked the strap of her dress, everything about her chest was completely revealed before my eyes.
Her white skin seemed to glow, making my eyes widen, and I felt my saliva increase rapidly in my throat.
What's going on? Are all women in big cities this open-minded? Does rescuing a damsel in distress mean you have to repay them with your body?
My mind was racing with all sorts of chaotic thoughts. I was completely dumbfounded and didn't know how to react.
Most importantly, this seemed to be the women's restroom. Was it really okay to do this kind of thing here?
The woman seemed to sense that something was amiss. She grabbed my hand, pushed open a stall door, dragged me inside, and pressed me against her.
Her skin was incredibly soft and elastic, and when I smelled it closely, it had a faint fragrance that I had never smelled before.
Seeing that I was still stunned, the woman frowned slightly and actually turned around and leaned against the wall.
"Come on!"
I stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.
"What are you standing there for? This is a thank you for saving me." The woman turned around and said to me, then muttered something under her breath, saying she'd rather give herself to a stranger than some bastard.
I didn't hear the last part.
Seeing that I didn't move, the woman urged again, "Hey, are you even a man? You can't even do this?"
Damn it, I couldn't stand that! Whether I'm a man or not, I'm definitely a man! Did she think my reputation for being able to take down an entire street was for nothing?
Besides, in this situation, if I could really hold back, I wouldn't be a man at all.
Muttering a curse, I rushed behind the woman, grabbed the already half-ripped black stockings with both hands, and with a slight pull, the black pantyhose were torn open with a crisp sound!
...
The woman was even more frenzied than I had imagined. She was like a beautiful snake, her pretty face flushed, her skin gradually turning red. This scene constantly gave me the most lethal stimulation.
Perhaps because of shyness, the woman covered her mouth tightly with one hand, as if afraid of making a certain sound.
Right in front of me, beneath her black stockings, her snow-white skin was being pinched and squeezed by my rough hands, leaving red finger marks. Both physically and visually, it was the most intense stimulation.
Suddenly, an untimely phone rang. It wasn't my phone; it was this woman's.
The woman was clearly startled, probably not expecting a call at this hour. She turned and glanced at me, gesturing for me to stop.
My movements slowed. The woman took out her phone and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, sis..." It was her sister calling.
"What are you doing? Mom said you were coming with me tonight, why aren't you here yet?" The woman on the other end of the line seemed somewhat annoyed.
"I...I...a friend suddenly contacted me...ah..." The girl suddenly let out a seductive moan, turning to glare at me.
I looked completely innocent, as if I hadn't done anything wrong.
"Qianqian, what's wrong? What happened?" The woman on the other end of the line had clearly heard the moan and, worried that her sister might be in danger, quickly asked.
"N-nothing... I just tripped, it's okay. I won't come over tonight. Okay, that's all, I'm hanging up." The woman quickly hung up, afraid I'd cause more trouble, then turned and glared at me, pinching my arm hard with her little finger, making me wince. "You rascal, I didn't expect you to be so mean! Are you trying to embarrass me?"
"No way!" I said innocently.
She glared at me and muttered, "Hurry up, I have to get back quickly."
I sped up, but even if I wanted to, it usually takes me an hour, so I couldn't rush it.
However, this woman was incredibly beautiful, and being in the women's restroom, the various stimuli prevented me from reaching my normal fighting strength.
Not long after, I sensed something was wrong.
The girl seemed to sense it too, and quickly turned to me, saying, "No, come out now."
...
The girl took out tissues from her bag and wiped the stains on her pantyhose, which were a mess.
"You've gotten my clothes all dirty," the girl muttered softly.
"You wouldn't let me in here," I said, shrugging.
She rolled her eyes at me, quickly wiped her pantyhose clean, and straightened her clothes. Though tattered, they weren't unpresentable.
"Goodbye, though we might never see each other again," she said, waving at me before stealthily making her way outside like a thief.
"Hey, what's your name?" I quickly called out to the girl.
I didn't want to have slept with her and not even know her name.
The girl stood there, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "My name is Su Qianqian..."
"Um..."
"Is there anything else? If you want to continue this, I'm sorry, it's impossible. This was just a one-night stand. There's no future between us," the girl said, biting her lip.
"No, I mean, I wanted to ask for directions. Where's Tianlai Bar?" I asked, blinking.
The girl was stunned, her face turning bright red.
I initially thought she wanted to pursue things further, but it turned out she was just asking for directions. Doesn't that make me look like I'm overthinking things? How embarrassing!
"This is Tianlai Bar. You were at the back entrance, you idiot..." The girl stuck her tongue out at me, made a face, and then turned and walked away.
It was like a gust of wind, dreamlike and unreal.
Everything felt like a dream.
I couldn't come to my senses until the woman limped away from me.
A cold wind blew, and I shivered. I then realized my clothes were still disheveled, with several lipstick stains. This was the women's restroom; I couldn't let anyone think I was a pervert.
Just as I was hurriedly straightening my clothes and trying to leave, I noticed some bloodstains beneath me. These bloodstains were clearly not mine.
Holy crap?
That woman... was this her first time?
And she was this crazy on her first time? That's ridiculous!
I quickly straightened my clothes and sneaked out of the women's restroom. Oh, so this is the Tianlai Bar. The place I was at before was the back entrance.
I walked through the passageway into the front of the bar. Unlike the noisy, chaotic bars I'd been to before, this place was quiet and serene, with soft music playing in the air.
I felt a little annoyed; I was clearly past my time limit. The woman had said that once you're late, you won't be waited for, so she should have left by now.
I felt a pang of regret; in my moment of pleasure, I'd forgotten why I came here.
Just as I was feeling dejected and about to leave, a voice suddenly rang in my ears: "Yang Chen?"
I instinctively turned around and saw a tall, sexy woman in a uniform waving at me from the window.
Was this the woman who was looking for a live-in son-in-law?
"Come here. If I'm not mistaken, it's you. My name is Su Ziyan," the woman said calmly, glancing at me.
Su Ziyan? That's the same surname as the girl from before!
Su Qianqian, Su Ziyan?
Both of them shared the surname Su. I really have a connection with someone surnamed Su today.
This thought flashed through my mind, and then my gaze fell on the woman in front of me, giving her a quick once-over.
No way, could this woman really be looking for a son-in-law to live with her family?
Actually, before coming here, I had imagined that the woman looking for a son-in-law would be very ugly and have a terrible personality, but in reality, she was completely different from what I imagined.
In this short time, I encountered the two most beautiful women I've met in my eighteen years of life.
Su Qianqian was playful yet cute.
The woman in front of me, however, exuded the allure of a mature woman.
She wore a smart uniform suit, and beneath the skirt were a pair of beautifully shaped legs, tightly encased in black stockings, and black high-heeled sandals.
As for her face, it was captivating—pink lips, bright eyes, delicate skin. You couldn't find any flaws in this woman; she was the most perfect masterpiece in the world.
But beneath that capable demeanor lay a certain air of heroism—the quintessential strong woman.
When I saw this woman, I finally understood why my previous husbands had died.
She was a tall, voluptuous woman, exuding the allure of a mature woman. "
No pears spoil the field, only oxen die from exhaustion."
I walked over somewhat shakily.
"Sit down, what kind of mess is this?" Su Ziyan tapped the table lightly, speaking coldly.
I sat down somewhat awkwardly, wondering how she knew I was Yang Chen.
"You're almost an hour overdue," the beautiful woman glared at me, speaking coldly, clearly displeased with my breach of the agreed-upon time.
A little flustered, I quickly explained that I had just arrived in the city and wasn't familiar with the roads, causing the delay. Fortunately, the beautiful woman didn't dwell on the matter.
"I investigated your situation yesterday. Your name is Yang Chen, eighteen years old, dropped out of high school in your second year, and your parents are gambling addicts who owe a million yuan in high-interest loans. You must be desperate from the debt collectors now, right?"
She placed a photo of me on the table as she spoke.
She'd investigated my background so thoroughly in one night; I felt completely exposed in front of this woman. And where did she get this photo? This woman… is terrifying.
"You're probably here for that million yuan, aren't you?" Su Ziyan asked me.
I nodded, somewhat humiliated.
A clear hint of disdain flashed in Su Ziyan's eyes. Those who applied to be live-in sons-in-law were almost all after the money.
"Alright, there's no one else here, so I'll get straight to the point." Su Ziyan tapped the table, staring at me, and said in a deep voice, "You'll make a deal with me."
"A deal?" I was stunned.
"That's right, a deal. You originally came for the million yuan, but if you give birth to a son, our family will give you a million yuan," Su Ziyan said.
I nodded. Having fallen to this point, there was no point in denying it.
"That's perfect. Actually, this million isn't so easy to get. You can't guarantee you'll have a son, can you?"
That's true; having a son or a daughter is purely a matter of luck.
Su Ziyan continued, "In that case, let's make a deal. You'll be my husband in name only, but you're not allowed to touch me."
Huh?
I didn't immediately understand what Su Ziyan meant.
Su Ziyan gave me a look of disgust, then continued, "Simply put, we're husband and wife in name only, not in reality. I won't let someone like you touch my body."
But how can I have a son like that? My eyes widened.
Su Ziyan's face darkened further. "I don't need you to have a son. You just need to be my husband in name only."
"What about the money?" I blurted out.
I came here for the money. Even if we got married, there was no guarantee we'd have a son, but at least there was a 50% chance. But as a husband and wife in name only, even that 50% chance is gone. How am I supposed to pay off that high-interest loan?
Perhaps my blatant display of my obsession with money made Su Ziyan look down on me even more.
Her gaze was as if she were looking at trash.
However, Su Ziyan continued, "Don't worry about the money. I'll give you 10,000 yuan a month. How about that? That's more than you earn working outside."
10,000? That's a considerable sum, but compared to the high-interest loan I'm carrying, it's still a drop in the ocean, far from enough.
Su Ziyan continued, "Of course, it's not just that. If you can help me cover this up for six months, I'll give you a 100,000 yuan bonus. If you can cover it up for a year, I'll give you 200,000 yuan. If you can help me cover it up for two years, I'll pay off all your high-interest loans. How about it?"
My throat tightened slightly, and I swallowed.
This was indeed a very tempting deal.
It seemed that Su Ziyan really hated men, was extremely unwilling to get married, and didn't want men to touch her, which was why she chose to make a deal with me.
"You hate men that much?" I asked.
Su Ziyan snorted coldly, "Of course, not a single man is good."
This was no ordinary loathing; I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"So, do you agree? Actually, you have no choice. If you don't agree, you can go back now. But once you go back, you'll be met with those loan sharks chasing you for their money. You should know very well what the consequences will be." Su Ziyan smiled coldly, sipping her cocktail. She wasn't afraid I would disagree.
She had already investigated everything about me.
"Do I even have a choice?" I slumped into my chair, speaking weakly.
Money isn't everything, but you can't do without it—I finally understood that.
"I'm going back now to pack my things..." I stood up and said.
"No need, there's nothing to clean up in your mess anyway, just leave it as is." As she spoke, Su Ziyan stood up and called the waiter for the bill.
I glanced at it; it was a four-figure sum. I'd only just ordered that one cocktail... After paying, Su Ziyan headed outside, and I followed behind.
Su Ziyan had driven there, and when that ultra-luxury sedan appeared before me, I felt my heart tremble slightly.
I recognized the car; it had an angel statue on the hood, a multi-million dollar luxury car.
"Get in," Su Ziyan rolled down the window, gesturing for me to sit in the back. Actually, if I hadn't felt it was too much, I think Su Ziyan might have made me sit in the trunk.
This was my first time riding in such a high-end car. I usually take the bus, so this felt completely different; it was like I'd become some kind of important person.
The car wound its way through the familiar city streets, finally arriving at a luxurious villa complex in the city center, stopping in front of one of the villas.
If I remember correctly, the average house price in this city is over 20,000 yuan per square meter, and in the city center, it seems to be over 50,000
yuan per square meter. To have a three-story villa in this place… just how rich is this family? Judging by the size, each floor must be at least 400-500 square meters, with a garden… this house must cost at least 20 million yuan!
After parking the car, Su Ziyan called me out: "Come on, let's go in and meet my mom. Behave
yourself, don't embarrass me." I felt my palms were sweating, and I nodded stiffly. I guessed Su Ziyan's mother was probably the difficult type to get along with.
She led me through the door.
Looking around, I saw a luxurious sofa in the spacious living room, where only one person sat quietly watching television.
She looked like a beautiful woman in her thirties, with delicate skin and an elegant demeanor. She bore a resemblance to Su Ziyan, and a simple black gauze dress accentuated her perfect figure.
This woman must be Su Ziyan's sister, right?
Remembering Su Ziyan's instruction to behave well, I felt I should be polite: "Um, you… hello, my name is Yang Chen. You must be Ziyan's sister…"
Sister?
The woman clearly paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and giggled, her laughter swaying wildly.
Su Ziyan glared at me, somewhat annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about? Call her Mom!"
Mom? I was stunned. Really? These two looked almost the same age.
"Hehe, young man, you're quite the smooth talker. Do I look that young?" Su Ziyan's mother smiled at me.
I scratched my head, embarrassed: "Um, I really thought you were sisters."
"Such a sweet tongue." The woman smiled, appreciating this kind of flattery, not a compliment. No woman likes being told she's old.
"By the way, Mom, where's Qianqian?" Su Ziyan suddenly asked. "Qianqian said a friend called her, so she didn't come with me. Is she back?"
"She's back, taking a shower upstairs," the woman replied casually.
Qianqian?
That name... it sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before?
Just as I was standing there dumbfounded, footsteps suddenly came from upstairs. I subconsciously looked up and saw a slender girl wearing a thin white silk nightgown, like a pure angel, walking down the stairs. She looked like she had just taken a shower, holding a snow-white towel in her hand, drying her wet long hair.
"Sister, did you bring your husband back? Let me check him out for you, see what I think?" The woman said, glancing in my direction.
Our eyes met at that moment.
In that instant, my body stiffened.
As for the girl, she also froze on the spot, the towel in her hand falling onto the stairs.
"It's you?"
"Su Qianqian?"
In that instant, Su Qianqian and I both froze, staring at each other, our faces completely blank.
Su Qianqian didn't even notice that the towel she was using to dry her hair had fallen to the ground.
Su Qianqian... that girl was actually Su Ziyan's sister? My sister-in-law?
I was supposed to be Su Ziyan's live-in son-in-law, but before even meeting Su Ziyan, I had already done *that* with my sister-in-law?
As for Su Qianqian, she was clearly in no better shape; her hands were trembling slightly, her face was pale, and her cheeks were twitching gently.
Su Ziyan also sensed something was wrong, her large, suspicious eyes shifting between Su Qianqian and me.
"You two know each other?"
"I..."
I opened my mouth, about to speak, when Su Qianqian on the stairs interrupted me. Her face, which had been filled with shock, now wore a charming smile: "We know each other."
"I never expected this to be my future brother-in-law, what a coincidence..." Su Qianqian nodded her head, smiling sweetly.
"On my way home, I encountered three thugs who were harassing me." Su Qianqian's eyes gleamed with laughter as she said, "Luckily, thanks to my brother-in-law, he chased those three thugs away, otherwise I would have been in trouble."
Su Qianqian wasn't lying, but she completely concealed what had happened between us.
I stared at Su Qianqian, who only glanced at me before quickly looking away.
Although Su Qianqian's disguise was good, she was still somewhat embarrassed.
Was she trying to pretend this never happened?
My fists clenched involuntarily.
A strong sense of resentment welled up inside me, but in the end, my fists relaxed. I needed money.
Moreover, since this was Su Qianqian's decision, I respect her wishes. If Su Qianqian wants to keep this a secret, then let her keep it a secret.
If this matter were to be made public, causing the family to completely break apart, that would probably be something Su Qianqian would never want to see.
"I see." I heard Su Ziyan and Su Ziyan's mother's voices.
The two of them looked at me with some satisfaction. Saving Su Qianqian should be a plus for them.
Su Ziyan didn't delve into the matter and introduced her family to me.
I already knew Su Qianqian. The beautiful woman I thought was Su Ziyan's older sister was Su Ziyan and Su Qianqian's mother, named Su Ning! Su Ziyan also had a thirteen-year-old daughter named Su Yiyi, who wasn't home at the moment.
Because of Su Qianqian's identity, I was still in a state of confusion and unease, and everything I did felt a little off.
However, Su Ziyan and Su Ning didn't take my reaction seriously. They just assumed I was a little flustered because I was new to a strange place and had become a live-in son-in-law.
Su Ning looked at me with apparent satisfaction; that's probably the feeling a mother-in-law has when she looks at her son-in-law and is increasingly pleased.
"Hehe, sis, you really found a good husband! You don't know how amazing he was back then. Three thugs, and he took them down in no time. He was so cool!" Su Qianqian said, gesturing excitedly.
"If he weren't my brother-in-law, I would have wanted to snatch him away!" Su Qianqian added.
I knew Su Qianqian was saying this on purpose, trying to hide the awkward atmosphere between us and pretend nothing had happened.
I felt a little awkward. Su Ning, standing next to me, playfully slapped Su Qianqian, saying, "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Su Qianqian chuckled, "Hehe, I won't bother you anymore. I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep."
As she spoke, Su Qianqian stood up and headed upstairs. However, while going up the stairs, whether it was due to psychological or physical reasons, she tripped and fell.
I rushed over to help her up, but Su Qianqian shook off my hand, laughing and saying, "Don't be so nice to me, I'll get jealous."
As she said this, I saw a hint of disappointment and pain in her bright eyes.
Then she scrambled to her feet and hurried upstairs, not daring to look at me.
Su Ning also stood up, stretched, and said it was getting late, and that Su Ziyan and I should go upstairs to rest.
Su Ziyan said she would arrange a room for me right away.
"Why arrange a room? Let's just stay together, there's no need for so many rules," Su Ning said.
Su Ziyan bit her lip slightly, perhaps unable to resist her mother, and ultimately gave up.
Su Ziyan's bedroom had a pink theme, exuding a girlish atmosphere.
"Go take a shower. There are some new pajamas in the closet. After you shower, lie on the bed and wait for me." Once inside the room, with no one else around, Su Ziyan's face immediately turned cold.
My body trembled slightly, my expression strange. Didn't Su Ziyan forbid me from touching her? Why did she make me wait for her on the bed?
Could it be that seeing how handsome and strong I was, her hormones were surging, and she couldn't control herself?
With this strange thought in mind, I took a shower, then put on the obviously very expensive silk pajamas and lay down on the bed.
The bed still had a faint fragrance, seemingly Su Ziyan's body scent, which smelled very nice.
As for Su Ziyan, she also took a set of pajamas to take a shower. Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, I felt a strong urge to sneak a peek, wondering how delicate her body was beneath that uniform.
But ultimately, I didn't have the courage; I figured Su Ziyan would just kick me out.
A while later, Su Ziyan finished showering, changed into a snow-white set of pajamas, and came out.
When I saw Su Ziyan's current appearance, my throat involuntarily tightened.
Her slender body was faintly visible beneath the thin pajamas, her elegant neck as long and graceful as a swan's.
A drop of water trickled down her neck, landing on her collarbone, and finally sliding down to the deep cleavage of her chest. Her
delicate, snow-white skin appeared even more alluring in the dim light.
A ribbon was loosely tied around her waist, making her slender waist appear even more delicate. As she moved, her two plump, beautiful legs occasionally crossed, their whiteness almost dazzling.
I longed to reach out and feel the smoothness of her skin.
Even in the bedroom, she exuded elegance.
However, when she saw me, her eyes clearly showed disgust.
Despite her revulsion, she suppressed her nausea and lay down beside me.
I could faintly smell a fragrant scent.
"Come here, lie on top of me!" Su Ziyan said coldly in my ear.
Huh?
I didn't react immediately.
"Didn't you hear me? Hurry up," Su Ziyan said again in a low voice.
I felt a surge of heat in my chest. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Red Clothes Literature] and reply with the number 15 to continue reading the exciting story!) The urge within me was completely uncontrollable. I rolled over and pinned Su Ziyan down. Her soft body ignited my inner fire. I reached out and grabbed at her chest. It's
really not my fault that this happened.
Lying on such a soft, fragrant body, the urge was uncontrollable. Any man would lose control at this moment.
Feeling that softness, my hands couldn't help but reach for Su Ziyan's breasts, wanting to grasp those two soft mounds in my palms.
But before my fingers could even touch her, Su Ziyan's expression suddenly changed, her face becoming exceptionally stern. She abruptly raised her hand and slapped me across the face.
I froze, staring blankly at Su Ziyan, completely bewildered
. Su Ziyan glanced towards the doorway, then lowered her voice and said, "You bastard, have you forgotten what you promised me? We're just a couple in name only. You won't touch me. What do you want?" A couple
in name only—I certainly remembered that.
"Then you…"
"Shh…" Su Ziyan put a finger to her lips, shushing softly, then pointed to the door.
I instinctively turned to look, my forehead immediately filled with black lines. I could clearly see a dark shadow reflected in the crack under the door.
"My mom's outside, listening to the noises inside, understand?" Su Ziyan whispered.
I finally understood; Su Ziyan was faking it, trying to fool Su Ning.
"Hmm... ah... ah..."
The next second, I suddenly heard a strange sound from Su Ziyan's mouth. My expression was quite odd as I stared at her: "What are you doing?"
"Make a sound, otherwise it won't sound right, will it?" Su Ziyan said, blushing.
"I'm saying, you have a husband, right? You don't even know this kind of thing? This voice, who are you trying to fool? You can't even fool a ghost, it's too fake!" I said irritably.
Su Ziyan's voice, how to describe it? It was like reading aloud, completely devoid of any emotion.
Anyone with experience could tell it was fake just by listening to it.
Given that Su Ziyan had three husbands before, surely she wouldn't be so ignorant about this?
Then I saw Su Ziyan's face turn even redder, and she glared at me irritably: "So, you know a lot?" "
Of course! Back then, I was a force to be reckoned with. Everyone knows the name of the Silver Spear Little Tyrant," I said smugly.
Su Ziyan's eyes looked contemptuous, and she clicked her tongue, "Shameless."
After a pause, Su Ziyan said, "Since you're so experienced, why don't you try?"
I nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to Su Ziyan's body, indicating that she should lie down.
Su Ziyan was a little reluctant, but she still complied with my request, turning over and lying on the bed.
From behind, Su Ziyan's figure was truly impeccable, a top-notch choice. The curve between her back and hips was absolutely perfect, simply the most magnificent masterpiece in the world.
Then I raised my hand and slapped Su Ziyan's pert buttocks with a loud "smack.
" "Ah..."
A charming sound immediately came from Su Ziyan's throat.
Then she suddenly looked up and glared at me: "What are you doing? Why did you hit me?"
I smiled smugly and explained, "Do you know why things between men and women are called 'slap slap slap'? It's because during that time, there's a 'slap slap slap' sound, understand? Otherwise, it wouldn't look real.
And the sound you just made was very deceptive; it could definitely fool you." I said this matter-of-factly, but actually, it was just to get revenge for the slap I had just given her.
Su Ziyan's face turned bright red, a mixture of shyness and anger, but she really had no experience in this area. She felt that what I said was probably true, and the frustration she felt was particularly intense.
"And you, don't you need to make any sounds?" Su Ziyan asked.
I thought for a moment and said, "Just that sound isn't enough. To make it look real, you also need the sound of a man's breathing and the sound of the bed shaking. You need both. But to create those sounds, just spanking isn't enough."
"Then what do we do?" Su Ziyan, like a completely clueless girl, stared wide-eyed at me, asking for my opinion. "
Like this," I said, pressing myself against Su Ziyan from behind, causing the bed to shake violently.
Su Ziyan couldn't help but let out a soft, seductive sound.
She turned around, glaring at me angrily, clearly displeased with my actions.
However, she hesitated to retaliate because of the people outside the door.
"Whether you want it or not, it's up to you. I can't do anything else," I said, shrugging.
Su Ziyan could only nod resignedly.
To be honest, this line of work is really tough.
Not only do you have to act, but you have to make it convincing.
I was on top of Su Ziyan, performing those actions, the bed creaking, and I had to match the sounds of moaning and panting.
As for Su Ziyan, she was making continuous, seductive moans and groans.
Perhaps it was that feeling that made Su Ziyan so disgusted. She took out her phone and casually tapped away, seemingly chatting with someone, while simultaneously making seductive sounds to accompany the impact. Although it was feigned, the woman beneath me was a stunning beauty like Su Ziyan. With each struggle, I felt a very obvious reaction in my body. I
even felt it on Su Ziyan's sexy thighs.
The hands that had been slapping down to make noise became lighter and lighter.
Su Ziyan's brows furrowed noticeably. She turned to look at me and whispered, "Hey, is that enough?" "
Far from it. I can last over an hour," I said.
Unfortunately, Su Ziyan didn't give me that much time. She glanced back and saw that the shadow at the door had disappeared. She immediately turned and kicked me in the stomach, knocking me off the bed.
Her disgust was undisguised: "You men are disgusting..."
she said, picking up a tissue from the bedside table to wipe the marks left on her legs.
My stomach was throbbing, and I stood up, clutching it.
Even though she was a woman, that kick had been incredibly forceful, making my face twitch.
"Get out, get away from me! Don't let me see you, you're disgusting!" Su Ziyan yelled, then grabbed the blanket and covered herself. As for me, I could only grit my teeth and walk towards the hallway near the bathroom. I was just a tool, used and then kicked away by Su Ziyan, let alone allowed to sleep in the bed. The floor was icy cold, so I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around myself. Although this charade was temporarily over, and Su Ziyan's problem was solved, mine wasn't. I could clearly feel the throbbing pain under my bathrobe.
That woman, she's so hateful!
Muttering to myself, I noticed in the laundry basket in the bathroom that Su Ziyan had changed out of during her shower—a pair of black stockings draped over them, particularly glaring.

[The End]

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