Group chat - The life I want! (Part 11) (Reprinting a classic article of this kind)

Huan Jun Mingzhu is very mysterious. She joined the group and, after only a few chats, explicitly asked Nan Hai Shisan Lang and me if we could participate in a Guangzhou event similar to the Beijing group activities. Unlike Kong Gu You Lan, Lan Qi Er, and PK Mala Tang, she revealed almost nothing about herself, not even a photo. She only met with Nan Hai Shisan Lang at a teahouse in Guangzhou to discuss details. We could only guess. I never met Huan Jun Mingzhu in person. Nan Hai Shisan Lang said she was around 27 or 28 years old, probably a white-collar worker, good-looking, an above-average beauty, and from Shenzhen. A detail I noticed was that she knew the details of the Beijing event, indicating a close relationship with one of the eight Beijing group members, and that this person must have introduced her to the group. Who was this person? I thought it was the university student A Jian, because BJ Kuaile told me that A Jian was from my hometown, Shenzhen, but studying at a university in Beijing. However, there's a contradiction: A Jian's age makes it unlikely he has a particularly close relationship with her. If they don't seem to have a close relationship, why would A Jian recommend her to the group? We kept trying to contact A-Jian, but he hadn't had a chance to go online since starting his internship. Of course, at the time we only had suspicions, and we didn't stop organizing activities because of that. We were always very strict with male members, but we were always very lax in our screening of female members. This later became a fatal flaw for our group. Huan Jun Mingzhu was probably participating in a group sex activity for the first time, because she didn't even mention requiring male members to provide photos and medical reports. On the contrary, she was particularly impatient, practically following Nan Hai Shisan Lang around, urging him on. Although she didn't make any requests, Nan Hai Shisan Lang and Tianhe Wangzi themselves conducted very detailed verification of the Guangdong group members who participated. They not only had face-to-face video chats with applicants, but even called the hospitals listed on the medical reports to verify their authenticity. They were truly meticulous and thorough, and we later promoted their approach nationwide. I didn't participate in Nan Hai's group, even though they scheduled the group activities for weekends to accommodate the largest number of working members. It wasn't just that my family relationship was at a critical stage, making me unwilling to participate, but also because after going to Chengdu and experiencing the long-awaited group sex for the first time, I suddenly developed a fear of group sex. This fear didn't stem from guilt, but from the fear of falling in love with the female members again. Lan Qi'er alone had exhausted me, leaving me powerless in my marital life. BJ Happy said that many married members of our group experience what I went through, but most people gradually get used to it, while others can't endure it and completely give up their sexual interests. This initial psychological and physiological reaction of a group sex novice is a unique adaptation period for group sex involving one woman and multiple men. Surprisingly, the weekend activities in Guangzhou later became almost a regular event because their first attempt was a success. Jun Mingzhu, one woman with thirteen men, made love from evening until dawn. She had multiple orgasms, was exhausted but extremely excited, and all the participating men were thoroughly satisfied, each looking forward to the next time. Huan Jun Mingzhu only went to Nanhai three times, each time for three consecutive weeks. As the female protagonist of the first three events in Guangzhou, she fought against more than a dozen men each time. Her sexual experience was probably not very extensive at first; she wasn't very open at first, and she didn't try many common techniques. However, after three weeks, she got along better and better with the men, becoming increasingly wild, and even began to accept some men's special requests, including some extreme tastes, such as beautiful women urinating, mild rope techniques, etc. She always managed to make it exciting, even the most common sandwich play, they could make it creative and varied. She satisfied every man and achieved unprecedented pleasure for herself; she succeeded. After these three events, Huan Jun Mingzhu suddenly lost contact with us. She did it voluntarily; she left the group very decisively, changed her phone number, and never contacted anyone in our group again. She disappeared completely from our circle; no one knew who she was, or where in Shenzhen she came from. What they did, why they joined, why they left without a word, why they suddenly disappeared – no one knew. Later, in the group, regardless of the specific subgroup, more and more female members like Huan Jun Mingzhu joined, only to join a few times and then leave, never to be seen again, vanishing without a trace. These female members joined purely to satisfy their lesbian fantasies of multiple partners, or simply to satisfy their curiosity and experience the thrill of group sex. It became increasingly common for them to join a few times, have their fun, and then leave to return to their families and normal lives. The positive aspect of this change was that people gradually began to separate their group sex hobbies from their romantic relationships. No one loved these three female members as painfully as we three initial administrators did. With Huan Jun Mingzhu's departure, Nan Hai Shi San Lang's private manor in Nan Hai was quiet for a while, but soon, a Hong Kong female member with the online name Hua Jie filled her place, and the place became lively again. After Sister Hua, there was Sister Yutu from Jiangmen, followed by a young woman from Dongguan, a beauty from Zhuhai, and a pretty girl from Yuexiu District in Guangzhou…I visited the South China Sea area a few times when Sister Hua and Sister Yutu were out having fun. The private estate of Nanhai Shisanlang is indeed very beautiful. Before each of our group members arrived, he would give the security guards, cleaners, and gardeners a day off, leaving only us in the entire estate, making it exceptionally quiet. The lychee trees in the garden hadn't been pruned in a long time; their branches and leaves were growing wildly, making the lychee grove look very lush and dense. However, Nanhai Shisanlang said that lychee trees that aren't pruned rarely bear lychees, and even if they do, they're sour. Once, I picked one to eat, and sure enough, it was sour and bitter, just like the lives of us group sex enthusiasts—always sour and bitter. The fishponds weren't large, mainly stocked with tilapia, carp, and some other common southern fish. Sometimes we would go fishing first, then have a barbecue, and only then would we start making love. Sister Hua is a Hong Kong woman, nearly forty years old, and maintains a remarkably good figure. Her Cantonese has a very strong Hong Kong accent, and she often mixes in English words. She was one of the few female members in the Guangzhou circle who consistently went out to have fun. She preferred to have sex with about ten men on her own, never sharing with other female members in two-woman-to-many or three-woman-to-many scenarios. Sister Hua especially loved outdoor sex, so every time we finished a barbecue, we'd simply spread a large plastic sheet on the grass by the fishpond, then lay out sheets and pillows, and we'd take off Sister Hua's clothes and start making love. Sister Hua wasn't particularly attractive; she was quite voluptuous, even a little overweight, but unlike many Hong Kong women, she didn't wear heavy makeup. Most of the time she was bare-faced, not even bothering to draw her eyebrows. She loved wearing perfume; I don't know what brand it was, but it had a very peculiar scent—you could definitely associate it with the fragrance of a mature woman, strong, like the scent of ripe apples. Sister Hua taking us out for outdoor sex was definitely a unique experience. We'd have sex with her while the blue sky and white clouds overhead, the lush green fishpond beside us, the dense lychee groves in the distance, and further still, the famous Xiqiao Mountain range. The scent of grass was wonderful, a natural fragrance, and making love amidst such beauty felt truly amazing. The most unforgettable time was when, halfway through, Sister Hua suddenly needed to urinate. She was about to put on her shoes and run to the lychee grove to pee, but Nan Hai Shisanlang and I exchanged a knowing glance and jokingly led her to the fishpond. Like the "beautiful woman urinating" games I played with with Da Bangchui and Lan Qier in Chengdu. We used our fingers to part Sister Hua's thick labia majora. Her labia were thick and dark, but the flesh inside was very pink and tender. She urinated a lot, the urine dripping onto the water like a sudden summer rain, raindrops splashing on the fishpond. After she finished urinating, we used our fingers to open her vaginal opening and stimulated her G-spot and even her urethra. Our tongues roamed around her earlobes, and she was incredibly excited. This was the first time she'd ever done it this way. She climaxed less than two minutes after urinating. We opened her vagina wide, and her vaginal fluid, mixed with the semen we'd already ejaculated inside, gushed out like a flood. The white, sticky fluid, like urine, slid down her thighs, dripped into the fishpond, and dissolved. Everyone watched silently throughout the whole process; some even stood directly in the shallow fishpond. No one spoke; it was eerily quiet except for Sister Hua's desperate moans. We were all intoxicated. There's a saying that best describes our group life: a life of hedonism. We gradually realized that we weren't as lacking in female members who loved group sex, multiple partners, or one woman with many men, as we had thought. They are simply more concerned with social morality and more bound by family ties than men. If there were a relatively safe channel that wouldn't lead to any emotional or other disputes, they would be willing to wholeheartedly indulge in a few such experiences without complaint, then disappear, keeping the experience as a precious and memorable one in their hearts. The exemplary power of "Returning the Pearl to Its Master" is immense. This is why our small circle in Guangzhou, in the later stages of its development, surpassed other circles, even the Beijing circle, in popularity and activity. Later, members from Shanghai and even Shanxi would fly to Guangdong to participate in activities. At its peak, the Guangzhou circle even witnessed the legendary feat of two women against thirty-one men—but that's another story. "PK Malatang" once made a classic comment about our shared hobby. "What's wrong with group sex? What's wrong with multiple partners? What's wrong with one woman having sex with multiple men? Some women enjoy having sex with men, some women enjoy having sex with other women, some people like vaginal ejaculation, some people like anal sex—aren't these all accepted by society? What's the difference between group sex and these other forms of sex? Isn't it just a way of having sex? As long as safety and health are guaranteed, why should women feel guilty? Why can't they do it?" Perhaps some people will use social morality to argue with us, calling it "immoral." But we really want to ask, does this society still have any "morality"? We're not stealing, we're not robbing, we're not murdering, we're not making fake milk powder to kill children, we're not embezzling or taking bribes, we're not harming the country or its people. We're just using our own bodies, not engaging in sex work. Is that "immoral"? Don't say we're too dirty; there are far, far dirtier people and things in society than we are... Ah Xi has talked too much about my own family's messy affairs; I seem to have gone off-topic. Let's get back to BJ Happy's place in Beijing. While I was suffering in Guangzhou, they were having a blast in Beijing, with PK Malatang even seeming to have forgotten all about it. The second group activity in Beijing, specifically for PK Malatang, started on October 1st. This time, BJ Kuaile borrowed a friend's villa for three days, since everyone had a three-day holiday during the National Day holiday. This was also PK Malatang's idea; she wanted to make the most of her trip to Beijing, and she even thought three days was too short. Since they couldn't gather enough people, BJ Kuaile and Da Bangchui could only compensate by giving her as much time as possible. Originally, BJ Kuaile planned to drive PK Malatang and Da Bangchui to Yanqing first, then Ya Zi Mengnan would drive to Xizhimen to pick up Shusheng, Maomaochong, and Ayong, and then everyone would meet in Yanqing for lunch, explore the city, and then head back to the villa in the evening. However, PK Malatang wanted to meet everyone sooner, so they all opted to ride in Ya Zi Mengnan's car. Duck Man's Toyota 12-seater arrived at the hotel early to pick up BJ Happy, Big Hammer, and PK Spicy Hot Pot. After finishing the preparations, Big Hammer, who had been hanging out with BJ Happy and PK Spicy Hot Pot at the hotel every day, became very familiar with them. When it was time to leave, a small argument occurred. PK Spicy Hot Pot insisted on taking her precious suitcase, but BJ Happy wouldn't let her. They argued for a while, and Big Hammer tried to smooth things over, but in the end, he couldn't persuade PK Spicy Hot Pot, and she put her precious suitcase in the trunk. Scholar, Caterpillar, and A Yong got into the car at Xizhimen. PK Spicy Hot Pot sat in the middle of the back seat, with Scholar and Caterpillar on either side of her. BJ Happy and A Yong sat in the middle row, Duck Man drove, and Big Hammer sat in the front passenger seat. At first, everyone was a little shy and didn't talk much, especially the two college students in the back, who remained silent and stared at PK Spicy Hot Pot. "Scholar, how old are you?" "20." "And you, Caterpillar, how old are you?" "21." "Haha, you two little brats." "Scholar, Caterpillar, do you like me?" These two teenagers had never seen such a spicy "sister" before. PK Spicy Hot Pot and Orchid in the Valley were two completely different types of women. The scholar and Caterpillar participated in the first event. Orchid in the Valley felt a special pity for them and A-Jian, always satisfying their even slightly excessive sexual desires. This pity, though driven by lust, had a hint of motherly affection. PK Spicy Hot Pot simply liked the two young men, her mouth practically watering, wishing she could swallow them whole. She immediately started flirting with the two boys. "We like her." "What do you like about me?" "Sister, she's very feminine." The scholar couldn't answer, but Caterpillar thought for a moment and said. "Feminine, haha, ahahaha." PK Spicy Hot Pot laughed heartily. "What's femininity? Do you little brats even know?" "Sis, then tell me what femininity is?" "Femininity is..." Ugh, PK Spicy Hot Pot has the nerve to talk about femininity? She's practically lacking in femininity. BJ Happy and Big Hammer have been with her for days, and they know her temperament inside and out; they almost burst out laughing. "Tonight, I'll show you what femininity is." "Sis, your boobs are so big!" The two boys were getting itchy from PK Spicy Hot Pot's teasing and started getting a little brazen. "Really? Bigger than your girlfriend's?" "No, we don't have girlfriends yet." "Sis, do you have a husband?" "Yes, a little stutterer, haha." "Does he like you hanging out with us?" "Yes, he wants to come and hang out with us, but he doesn't have time." "Then let's all seven of us be your husbands today." "Okay, do you want to touch my boobs?" "Yes." "Dream on, haha, you want to touch them? Unless….""Unless what?" "Sis, I like big dicks. Show me how big yours are. If I like them, I'll let you touch them." "Uh..." The two boys thought for a moment, then stammered and finally showed their dicks. "Hahaha, no wonder your online name is Caterpillar, you really look like a little bug." PK Spicy Hot Pot laughed so hard she bent over. "Hmm, Scholar's, not bad, looks like a man." "Sis, can we touch them now?" "Are you in such a hurry? Can't I let you touch them tonight?" "Let's take a look now." "Okay, can you unhook my bra?" "Yes." "Then be gentle, don't break them." Scholar and Caterpillar unhooked PK Spicy Hot Pot's bra, each playing with her large breasts. "Sis, can we kiss a few times?" "Sure, but sis, there's a condition." "What condition?" "You two better behave tonight and make me feel good." "Okay." The two boys each sucked on one of her large breasts. PK Spicy Hot Pot was the kind of woman who had no inhibitions about sex. In front of us group sex enthusiasts, we had never seen her shy. She never hid her sexual desires. The kind of woman she was could ignite the lust of all men in an instant. In the car, she treated the other men like air. A Yong and Duck Man had never seen such a top-notch woman before, and their penises immediately became hard. Duck Man was driving, and almost drove the car into a ditch. PK Spicy Hot Pot had a great time playing with the two college students the whole way. Fortunately, Duck Man's car had a tinted glass window that allowed people to see out but not in. Otherwise, if other cars had seen their blatant behavior in the back seat, there would have been many traffic accidents on the way to Yanqing that day. After arriving in Yanqing and having lunch, BJ Happy, having not yet visited the Badaling Great Wall in PK Spicy Hot Pot's car, drove Duck Manly Man's car there for an afternoon. The others stayed in Yanqing to wander around, planning to have dinner there afterward before heading to the villa. "Brother, why did Meng Jiangnu cry so hard that the Great Wall collapsed?" "Because of Qin Shi Huang's tyranny, he forcibly conscripted laborers to build the Great Wall. Her husband, Fan Xiliang, was captured and forced to work on it, eventually dying at the foot of the Great Wall. Meng Jiangnu traveled thousands of miles to find him, only to find his remains. She cried loudly, and Heaven, moved by her devotion, pushed down the Great Wall. She's a famous female hero in China; there's a classic scene in Peking Opera about her." "What kind of female hero is she?" "Don't talk nonsense." "The man is dead, what's there to cry about?" "My little stutterer and brother, if you died, I'd go with you. What's there to cry about? Can crying bring back a man?" "What's the use of the Great Wall if it's collapsed and the men haven't come back?" PK Spicy Hot Pot wasn't particularly interested in the Great Wall to begin with, and besides, it was during the National Day holiday, the tourist area was packed with people. The two of them quickly walked around and returned to Yanqing City around 6 PM. They had dinner before driving to the villa. The weather was a bit chilly, so this time they didn't go swimming or have a water play session first. Everyone thought PK Spicy Hot Pot would join in a group water play session before starting. But unexpectedly, she didn't do that. She just sat alone in the hall, sitting on a chair, watching the men and smiling without saying a word. BJ Happy assumed she was tired from climbing the Great Wall and was resting, so he didn't say anything and told everyone to take a shower. When the men returned, naked except for bathrobes, PK Spicy Hot Pot was still sitting there, grinning. "Scholar, Caterpillar, come here." Two college students approached. "You've played with my boobs, do you want to see my other half?"

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