Lewd doctor plays with mother and daughter

A 30-year-old doctor who had an affair with a mother and daughter
. I was originally a surgery teacher at the provincial medical college, but due to my virile sexual function, I had ethical issues and was dismissed from the medical college. I also got divorced. Now I run my own clinic and have hired an experienced clinical nurse. Because my fees are cheap, many people come to see me.

One afternoon, a 20-year-old young man carried a beautiful 18-year-old girl into the clinic. "Doctor, hello! My sister has terrible stomach pain. Please take a look. After examination, I've confirmed it's acute appendicitis."

"She needs immediate surgery. I suggest you go to a large hospital. My facilities here are basic; we only have one bed..."

"Brother, a girl in my class also had acute appendicitis and had it done here. I don't want to go to a large hospital," the pale-faced girl said weakly.

"We're students from out of town, and we can't afford it. Could you give us a discount? We'll do it here," the young man said anxiously. "

Okay. Sign the papers and pay a 1000 yuan deposit. Surgery immediately." I had actually wanted to keep this innocent and beautiful young girl with me for a while.

"Doctor, I don't have that much money. Can I pay a 400 yuan deposit first, and then I'll give it to you?" the young man said apologetically.

"You'd better hurry up and tell your family to send more money. You won't be able to be discharged for 7 days," I said impatiently.

The surgery lasted nearly two hours and was very successful. I could see the naked, beautiful girl clearly.

"Dr. Wu, my son has his college entrance exam in a few days, and I'd like to ask for a few days off. Is that okay?" the old nurse said.

"Sister Liu, you should hurry up and take care of your son's college entrance exam. I'll give you a week off. There's only one bed here, and this girl won't be able to have her stitches removed for 7 days. I won't be taking any other patients." I was so happy that I almost blurted out, "You should just disappear from the face of the earth." After cleaning and disinfecting the beautiful girl's naked body, the old nurse covered her with a white sheet. The three of us lifted her off the operating table onto a stretcher. We carefully carried her to a bed (actually a delivery bed) in a private room.

The little girl's clothes, socks, and shoes were placed in a large basin under the bed.

"Dr. Wu, you've been working so hard these past few days, please give her an IV. I'll leave you the pharmacy key," the elderly nurse said, and then left.

Without looking up, I wrote the prescription while simultaneously trying to scare her brother. "She can't eat or drink for three days after surgery for acute appendicitis. She can only eat and drink after she can breathe again, so she relies entirely on IV fluids. And because her inflammation is severe, she needs a lot of anti-inflammatory medication. You need to quickly tell her family to send more money, about 5000 yuan. Going to a large hospital would cost at least 7000 yuan."

"So much money?! My dad died of cancer two years ago, and we spent so much money at the provincial medical college. Now my mom is the only one working, supporting my brother and me through school. If we had more money, my sister wouldn't have waited until she's in such a serious condition to come to you..." the young man said, his voice trembling with tears.

While I was giving the girl an IV, I chatted with the young man and learned that the girl's name was Zhang Ziwei, and her brother's name was Zhang Lihang. Zhang Ziwei was 18 years old and had just been admitted to the provincial drama school, studying Yue opera's female lead role. Zhang Lihang, 20 years old, was admitted to the Provincial Light Industry College last year. Her mother was originally a famous actress in the Yue Opera Troupe of Li County in the province. Later, the troupe went bankrupt, and she went to work as a saleswoman for a county-level

cultural troupe. "Zhang Lihang, take the prescription to the pharmacy of the Provincial Medical College and buy these medicines for your sister's IV drip."

I looked around, trying to send him away.

"Little sister, are you sure you can manage on your own? I'm going to buy the medicine for you." Her brother woke up the drowsy Zhang Ziwei and said with concern.

Zhang Ziwei, who was under local anesthesia, was exhausted after the surgery and was sometimes awake and sometimes asleep.

"Brother, you go ahead. I'm awake now. I need to call the county-level cultural troupe and tell Mom to come quickly." The pale-faced girl said weakly.

(Zhang Lihang finally walked out of the clinic)

"Thank you, Dr. Wu." The young girl gave me an angelic smile.

"You're welcome. With my careful treatment, you will recover quickly. But I ask that you not be embarrassed to see me. In my eyes, there is no distinction between men and women, only normal people and patients..." I had memorized my lines for the slutty patient quite well.

"Doctor, my lower abdomen is very swollen, and I can't urinate even when I want to. It's so uncomfortable." Zhang Ziwei said to me shyly.

"Oh? Let me see, maybe it's time to urinate." I said confidently (actually, patients can't urinate on their own within 12 hours after surgery. I didn't insert a catheter and kept her on IV fluids, how could it not swell?!). I pulled down the white sheet, revealing a pair of firm, round breasts standing tall and erect. Looking at the girl's curvaceous figure, I couldn't help but secretly admire her; her delicate body was actually much more beautiful than I had imagined. I cranked the handle under the hospital bed (actually a delivery bed), lifting Zhang Ziwei's long, slender legs to a 90-degree angle and then spreading them apart, as if I were carrying her snow-white legs on my shoulders. Her buttocks were even more full, and her legs were very beautiful and fair. Looking at Zhang Ziwei's adorable appearance, I really wanted to lick her upturned, beautiful, fair toes...

My hand then reached down to her lower body, directly inserting into her vulva. Ah! I touched it, I touched her pubic hair; her labia were tightly closed.

"Ah...don't touch there...it's embarrassing...don't touch..." Zhang Ziwei said coquettishly like a child.

"It seems I need to ventilate your vagina right away, otherwise you'll get an intestinal obstruction. You're a virgin, right? This time, I'm afraid your hymen won't be protected, so I need to insert a thick tube into your vagina to ventilate it." I began to deceive her.

Zhang Ziwei nodded in agreement, her clear and bright eyes filled with trust.

I stood between her legs and used both hands to forcefully spread her legs apart, cruelly separating her snow-white thighs, exposing her flesh, and immediately opening her vaginal opening to the maximum extent.

I reached down again, my hand touching her vulva. I inserted a finger into her very tight vagina, moving it back and forth inside. My index finger thrust in and out of the hot, wet opening. With each thrust, she would tremble slightly, letting out a soft gasp. Soon, my finger was covered in her vaginal fluid. Suddenly, I noticed that the innocent Zhang Ziwei had blushed, looking at me shyly, her eyes seeming to sparkle.

I knelt down, parted her sparse pubic hair, and her vaginal fluid glistened at the pink opening… (She looked so beautiful! So stimulating!), making me unable to resist having sex with her.

I quickly went to my office next door, took off my panties, put on my trousers naked, and then put on a white lab coat.

The movements were swift, but somewhat tense, after all, this time I was with an angelic, radiant young girl. (Although I felt guilty, I'd rather die than not be allowed to have sex with her!) I returned to the girl's ward, covered her with a special white blanket, up to her bent knees, and tied her knees with strips of cloth from the corner of the blanket so Zhang Ziwei couldn't see what I was doing between her legs.

I placed an automatic oxygen concentrator beside the bed, pretended to connect a thick tube to it, and holding the other end, stood between her legs. I unbuttoned my pants and took out my penis. I gently placed the tube on the floor.

My penis swelled up, hot and hard, like a 20cm long iron rod, protruding between my thighs. I could hardly believe that the beautiful girl before me, her legs spread wide by the delivery bed, was the feast prepared just for me. A look of drooling desire crossed my face.

I grabbed my hard, hot penis with one hand and held her plump buttocks with the other. I felt my glans being slowly swallowed by her wet, soft vagina. A tightness, a feeling of being blocked, I aimed at the entrance and thrust in forcefully. With a "squelch," it was inside.

I heard Zhang Ziwei scream, "Ah!" A feeling of panic rushed to my head...

"Doctor, your tube... is too thick, so hard... it's killing me! Pull it out quickly!" Zhang Ziwei's eyes were filled with tears from the pain.

"Just hang in there a little longer," I encouraged her.

After a moment of tension, a feeling of sudden openness washed over me. My penis was halfway inside her very tight vagina, gently thrusting in and out. The girl's moans of pain continued... her vagina remained clenched as if it wouldn't relax.

"Mommy...it hurts so much...doctor, please be gentle," Zhang Ziwei pleaded.

I ignored her. My hips began to move back and forth, my thick, long penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

The tender skin of her vaginal opening gripped my penis, being pulled in and out with the movement, and small amounts of blood squeezed out again and again from the narrow crevice where the tender skin met my penis.

Zhang Ziwei covered her face, her snow-white shoulders trembling. Though silent, her heart wept with shame.

With each thrust and caress, I could feel her swollen clitoris. My thick, long penis was covered in her vaginal fluids. I had never experienced such a pleasurable vagina, soft and elastic. The vaginal muscles tightened as if refusing to relax, gripping my penis powerfully and evenly. She was

so wet; I almost couldn't hold back from ejaculating. I gritted my teeth and forced myself to endure it. I couldn't be useless like this; I had to enjoy it properly so I would have more confidence later. The thrusting of my penis produced lewd sounds. Zhang Ziwei's moans continued... When I thrust in hard, I touched her uterus, and I could feel the flesh inside writhing.

I continued to slowly thrust in and out, while inserting five fingers between her moist, beautiful, white toes, tightly gripping her feet...

The innocent Zhang Ziwei's face flushed with shyness, "Ah... um..." the moans of an 18-year-old girl.

I wanted to carefully observe her expression, to distinguish whether it was a moan of pain or a cry of lust. (Question: Do you, dear readers, experience pleasure when a virgin is raped?) "Knock... knock... Doctor, open the door!!!" Oh no! Zhang Lihang returned with the medicine.

As darkness fell, many houses had already lit their lights, and the girl's ward was silent.

I quickly started the IV drip of the special medicine Zhang Lihang had bought on the little girl, and it probably finished in about two hours.

"Zhang Ziwei, since this is your first time receiving this kind of medicine, I slowed down the flow rate. Here's anti-inflammatory medicine, nutritional fluid, and painkiller—it's all here. It's just too expensive; one bottle costs 700 yuan," I said deliberately.

"Brother, have you called the county's cultural troupe? When will Mom be able to come?" the exhausted little girl asked weakly.

"It's a two-hour journey from the county to the provincial capital, and I've been on the phone for four hours now… I wonder if she's managed to borrow the money yet?" Zhang Lihang's tall, thin figure swayed back and forth.

"It's all my fault. I couldn't help at all and only made things worse. Waaah…" Zhang Ziwei covered her face with one hand and sobbed softly.

"Little girl, what are you crying for! Crying won't do you any good. I'm really annoyed. I'm going to borrow some money from a classmate, and I'll wait for Mom at the station while I'm at it." Zhang Lihang stormed off.

Watching this rascal—Zhang Lihang—walk away with pitiful steps and a pained expression, my heart started itching again.

I went to the hospital bedside. I bent down and pulled out the large basin under the bed (the little girl's clothes, socks, and shoes were all in the basin under the bed).

I looked through it all. A white short skirt, pink sneakers, a bra, and underwear—all things that cost no more than 20 yuan. I found a pair of Zhang Ziwei's white lace cotton short socks. I brought them to my lips, smelling and sucking on them. The faint smell of sweaty feet made me feel increasingly satisfied.

"Brother Wu, I want to ask you something." The little girl's change in addressing me made me happy.

I simply sat down in front of her and asked, "What is it, little sister?" "Can you do me a favor?"... She remained silent for a while.

"My family is not well-off. Now only my mother works to support my brother and me in school. If we weren't short of money, I wouldn't have waited until I was so sick to come to you... Could you give me a discount on the treatment? This is your clinic, so you can decide what to do."

Zhang Ziwei's beautiful face was all smiles, and when she spoke, a pair of dimples appeared. Any man who saw her would be captivated by her; she was very alluring.

"Of course, this is my clinic. I can charge more or less. But why would I do that, and what compensation would I get from you?" I said slowly, trying to entice her (mainly to whet her appetite).

"If you can charge half the price, I'll compensate you with my body during my hospital stay. Didn't you already put your thick tube in my vagina to let in air?" the girl said bravely and expectantly. (Whether it was because of the good medicine I gave her, or because of her own good constitution, the flushed young girl was already energetically making demands of me.)

"Okay, I'll do my best and get back to you tomorrow. But you said you'd compensate me with your body, and you have no experience in this area. Will that make me feel good? Besides, strenuous exercise isn't suitable for you," I said, feigning concern.

(This girl is quite something, I thought to myself. No matter what, I'll play with her first.)

"I can make you feel good even without strenuous exercise, right?" the girl said innocently and lively.

I brazenly grabbed one of her small, delicate hands and placed it on my pants, caressing it along the bulge of my large penis.

The girl's hand trembled. Slowly, she moved her fingers, caressing my hard, hot penis.

"Let my little brother feel good first," I said without hesitation.

"Ah..." Zhang Ziwei sighed, then her fair hand slowly pulled down the zipper of my pants, using her fingers to gently pull out my angry, large penis. My erect penis, like a 20cm long banana, was finally freed from the constraints of my pants and presented itself before her eyes.

"Oh, yours is so big!" she softly murmured.

Clear fluid seeped from the opening of the large banana-shaped opening. Zhang Ziwei's hand grasped it, feeling its heat and hardness.

After the girl's grasp, it seemed to swell even more. "Is this how you do it?" the girl asked playfully, looking at me with a giggle. (Who are you? I stared in astonishment at this beautiful 18-year-old girl. Why would she do this?)

Her slender, delicate fingers wrapped around my penis, gently stroking it up and down. At this moment, I let out bursts of excited moans.

(A few days later, through chatting, I learned that the girl had a boyfriend (18 years old) whom she had been in love with for half a year, but he broke up with her because he thought her family's finances were not good enough. That boyfriend had spent a lot of money on her. Of course, Zhang Ziwei also loved that boy and gave him her body.

The boy taught her how to masturbate, give oral sex, etc., so that she could serve that boyfriend very well.

Ironically, they had sex more than ten times, and Zhang Ziwei's hymen was still not completely broken.) According to Zhang Ziwei, who laughed, the boy's penis was only as thick as my finger. I almost died laughing at that moment.

I could feel her hot breath hitting my glans. She opened her lips and took my penis in, carefully and slowly stroking it. Then she tried to lick the edge of my glans with her wet tongue, and then took my penis into her charming little mouth, swallowing and sucking it from time to time. The girl's small left hand vigorously stroked my penis up and down. She licked and teased the glans and urethral opening with her tongue, and then gently bit my glans with her teeth. Her right hand kept stroking and kneading my testicles.

"Oh...good...you little slut...you suck so well..." I hummed comfortably, gathered her long black hair up and grabbed it with one hand, and started to thrust my buttocks upward. Her head began to bob up and down incessantly, the large penis in her mouth swallowing and sliding in and out, the sucking sounds continuous. Zhang Ziwei was savoring the uniquely masculine flavor of my penis.

This was much more stimulating than masturbation. After dozens of thrusts, I couldn't control myself anymore. I hugged her tightly, my mouth desperately enveloping one of her nipples, sucking hard. That nipple immediately hardened, turning from pink to deep red. Then came the other nipple.

(Little girl, you want to play with me? Today I'll let you experience the feeling of ascending to heaven, I thought to myself with a lewd grin.)

My hand was already on her lower body, caressing her thick labia with my fingers, gently sliding my middle finger up and down between her labia, then pinching and kneading them with my thumb and middle finger. Because my hand was constantly moving inside, the stimulation filled the little girl's half-closed beautiful eyes with charm and shame. Her cheeks were already flushed.

I forcefully inserted two fingers into her vagina, all the way to the base of my fingers, and then hooked and played with them as I continued to hook and play with them. I could feel her swollen clitoris, my fingers were covered in her vaginal fluid, and she made happy moans from her nostrils, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." She struggled in shame, the little girl trying to clamp my hand between her thighs. Ignoring her resistance, I used my other hand to spread her plump buttocks. Her pink anus, like a small chrysanthemum, opened and closed and writhed. I inserted my middle finger into the girl's body. When it entered her anus, it was forcefully stretched open, a burning pain like fire.

The stimulation of two fingers in her vagina, combined with the explosive invasion of her anus, made the girl's facial features scrunch together. The intense stimulation made her beautiful breasts tremble incessantly. I continued to thrust one finger hard into her narrow opening. "Ah...ah..." The girl's soft breaths came continuously from her mouth, which was filled with my large penis. It was a kind of lewd pleasure that was too much to bear, a feeling of being on the verge of death, making her seem to be wavering between life and death.

My sadistic desires grew stronger, and I deliberately tormented her, constantly stimulating my genitals. The girl shook her flushed head incessantly, her beautiful face on the verge of tears, revealing a pleading expression.

Seeing this angelic beauty begging him like this was incredibly arousing, and my hands ravaged her body even more relentlessly.

"Ah...ouch..." My penis slipped out of her mouth with a "plop," and she cried out ecstatically, completely disregarding any womanly restraint.

"This is so embarrassing. You must agree to my request tomorrow, okay?" the girl said coquettishly, her eyes filled with tears.

I didn't answer. With one hand on her slender waist and the other adjusting the position of my penis, aligning the head with her vulva, I stroked her shapely thighs while rubbing my penis against her thick, red labia, making her pubic hair and inner thighs glisten with her juices. With a forceful thrust, I heard a "plop" as half my penis entered her wet, fleshy hole. My hard, hot penis slid into a very tight vagina. I slowly inserted it inch by inch, and when it was fully inside, I slowly withdrew, until my penis was covered in her juices, then I began to move my hips back and forth. My

thick, long penis pumped in and out of her vagina. The tender skin of her vaginal opening enveloped my penis, being pulled in and out with each movement. It was already filled with her juices; I enjoyed the comfort of her soft, elastic vagina. I pressed my face against her feet and slowly inhaled their warmth and moisture, but without any sweaty odor.

Zhang Ziwei's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes brimming with tears, her cherry lips trembling, emitting wanton screams. "Ugh...oh...ouch...ouch...ugh...ugh...ugh..." The muscles of her vagina gripped my penis tightly and evenly. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out repeatedly from the narrow crevice between her tender skin and my penis. "How is it? Feels good, right?"

Zhang Ziwei looked like she was about to cry. "Well... I don't know." "There's nothing to be ashamed of. It'll feel even better this way."

Suddenly, I thrust upwards forcefully, my large penis pumping in and out of her small vagina with great force, like a sudden storm, lightning and thunder, for over a hundred rounds. "Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..." she made lewd sounds.

"Ah!... Oh... Ouch... Ouch... Mmm..." The girl opened her full, small lips, and I met hers with my mouth, my tongue probing inside. There was much more room to move, and I thrust in and out without restraint. The girl made whimpering sounds, and her legs unconsciously wrapped around my waist.

Seeing the dazed look in her phoenix eyes, I knew she was enjoying it too. After all, a muscular man's penis is different, I thought.

Under my relentless assault, Zhang Ziwei's true nature as a little slut was finally awakened. I saw her face contorted in pain as he fucked her.

"Oh...ah..." Her face flushed crimson, she writhed excitedly, her slender hands gripping my forearm tightly, her round buttocks rising and falling with my movements. "Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." groans of pleasure escaped her cherry-like lips.

In this intense battle of sex, Zhang Ziwei felt the alternating attacks of pain and pleasure within her body, letting out panting moans from her throat. She tried to suppress her overwhelming emotions with reason, but her body wouldn't obey, and she quickly collapsed.

Her vaginal fluids dripped from her vagina, flowing down my penis and into my scrotum. My movements became larger and more intense; her face flushed as if she were drunk, her expression extremely excited, Zhang Ziwei's beautiful face contorted. At that moment, I felt she was at her most beautiful.

About ten minutes later, she screamed shrilly, breathing rapidly, her round buttocks swaying violently, her hands gripping my buttocks tightly, urging me to increase the speed and force of my thrusts.

I felt her reach orgasm; her nipples, stimulated, stood erect and purplish-red. Her legs convulsed uncontrollably, her buttocks thrusting upwards. A torrent of fluid gushed from within her, and I could feel the scalding honey-like juices quickly soaking her entire inner thighs.

I felt my glans growing hotter and hotter, and my scrotum began to contract violently; I knew my climax was near. The pleasure of entering and exiting Zhang Ziwei's juicy flesh was truly irresistible.

I finally couldn't hold back any longer. After a dozen or so rapid thrusts, I forcefully plunged my penis into her vagina, releasing all my hot, thick, and viscous semen deep into her uterus in one go. Zhang Ziwei suddenly let out a muffled groan, her buttocks arching upwards with force, and then she froze there, her toes dangling in mid-air bending inwards forcefully. Her curvaceous body trembled mechanically as she reached an intense orgasm. "Knock...knock...Doctor, open the door quickly!!! My mom's here." Zhang Lihang and his mother stood at the door.

"Ah?! My mom's here." Panicked, Zhang Ziwei grabbed a white sheet and covered her naked body. Her cheeks were flushed as if she were drunk after the orgasm, and she breathed rapidly.

(Damn it! I almost developed a vaginal tightening technique from the shock). I quickly put on my pants.

After hastily cleaning up the mess, I rushed out of the ward like a firefighter, across the corridor, and opened the front door. I froze, my eyes wide with lust. A beautiful young woman, around 40 years old, who looked remarkably like Hong Kong actress Angie Chiu, stood at the door with Zhang Lihang.

"Hello, are you Dr. Wu? Thank you for taking care of my Wei'er," Zhang Ziwei's mother said gently with a charming smile.

"Oh? Ah, you're welcome, please come in," I replied awkwardly.

I'm usually quite picky when it comes to women, but Song Jia (Zhang Ziwei's mother)'s beauty was flawless. She was about 1.63 meters tall, slender yet full-figured; her fair, delicate skin was smooth and radiant; she had an oval face, a high nose, and beneath her slender eyebrows, a pair of clear eyes as bright as autumn water, smiling even when not actually smiling. She possessed a noble air, gentle and quiet demeanor, and exuded the captivating charm of an Eastern beauty. She bore a striking resemblance to Zhao Yazhi.

Her long, jet-black hair was styled in a high bun, her ample breasts swaying with her movements. Tall and slender, she wore a white silk blouse and a black tight-fitting short skirt, her long legs encased in pure white stockings and black high-heeled sandals. The allure of a mature woman was undeniable. (No wonder she was a renowned actress in the former county opera troupe; women in the arts truly possess exceptional taste and refined elegance.)

"Mom! I've been waiting for you! I missed you so much!..." Zhang Ziwei sobbed, her voice filled with grievance.

Song Jia's mother's eyes were filled with tears as she gently comforted her, "Wei'er, good child, don't cry. Mom missed you too... I took seven days off to come and take care of you."...

I stood there, at a loss. Sensing the situation, I went to the office next door, lay down on the bed, and closed my eyes to rest.

About an hour later, around 9 p.m., the door opened, and Song Jia's mother came in carrying a large bag of fruit, placing it on my desk. She thanked me again and inquired about Zhang Ziwei's condition, especially the cost.

When I told her it would be about 5,800 yuan, a hint of sadness appeared on her gentle and quiet face. She said not to tell Zhang Ziwei, to let the girl focus on her recovery…

“Mom! Come out here for a moment. Wei'er wants you to wash her clothes,” Zhang Lihang said lazily from the doorway.

“Okay. I'll go. Dr. Wu, you've had a long day, get some rest,” Song Jia's mother said.

“Okay, I am indeed tired. I won't have an IV tonight, you all take care of Wei'er. Call me if you need anything.”

I saw Song Jia off, turned off the light, and lay back down on the bed.

But I couldn't fall asleep at all, tossing and turning like a pancake on a hot pan. The charming, beautiful young woman's image kept appearing in my mind.

(Damn it, Song Jia's mom, you're driving me crazy! Can't I even look?) Thinking this, I quietly put on my shoes, got out of bed, gently opened the door and walked out, then closed it again.

The sound of running water and a basin hitting the cement floor came from the bathroom. I tiptoed to the medical equipment room next to the bathroom, gently opened the door with the key, and slipped inside.

There used to be a small ventilation window on the wall next to the medical equipment room and the bathroom, but it had been boarded up and nailed shut.

I wanted to peep at some female patients washing themselves in the washroom (with the door closed and the curtains drawn). So I deliberately cut a small hole in the wooden board, just enough to see the 12-square-meter washroom clearly. The effect was remarkable.

I pressed myself against the wall and looked through the hole. My breath hitched, and the sight inside shocked me...

Song Jia was washing clothes by the sink, wearing a tight black short skirt above the knee, revealing her two fair and slender legs.

Her semi-transparent white gauze shirt was cut quite low, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin and a hint of cleavage, while her white lace bra was faintly visible. The alluring figure of this mature forty-year-old woman made my mouth dry. That little rascal Zhang Lihang dared to put his arm around his mother's waist, kiss her fair neck, and whisper something in her ear.

(The bathroom door was closed, and the curtains were drawn tightly. Pretty professional, kid.)

"No! Let go, Xiaohang, don't do this, this isn't home..." Song Jia said firmly, her dignified and beautiful face resolute.

"But you promised me on the phone last time, didn't you? It's been two months. I always think about you... I want you, you know? I've been enduring it all, I'm in so much pain, Mom!" Xiaohang, 178cm tall, weighing 110 pounds, with a thin face, lamented.

"Good boy, but...we are mother and son after all. We may have been wrong before. Now that your little sister is so sick, I won't..." Song Jia said sadly.

"Then let me touch it, okay?" Xiao Hang still wouldn't give up.

"Okay, little man, scratch my feet for me. There seem to be mosquitoes here?" Song Jia scrubbed the clothes vigorously. (There are no mosquitoes here, but there's a pervert. I thought to myself.)

After Xiao Hang bent down and took off one of her high-heeled shoes, I saw that she was still wearing white semi-transparent stockings. Her feet were undoubtedly very beautiful, fair and delicate, with neat toes.

After scratching Song Jia's mother's feet, he put her delicately scented white-stockinged feet into his mouth, sucking on her toes. The faint scent of her feet was increasingly pleasurable, and he gently rubbed his cheek against her arches. The smooth, silky feel was simply wonderful!

Then his hands roamed over her long, slender legs clad in stockings, the sensation through the stockings exciting him even more than direct touch. The stockings clung tightly to her two long, shapely legs, gleaming textured under the light…

Xiao Hang stood up, positioned himself behind his mother, and reached forward to unbutton Song Jia's shirt one button at a time. He then pulled and released the lace bra hook, revealing a pair of trembling, white, tender breasts.

Full and high, their size was just right, easily held in the palm of his hand, delicately sculpted, smooth and smooth. Xiao Hang grasped one of his mother's breasts in each hand, kneading them vigorously, feeling their soft, fullness, a firm yet resilient texture. He pinched and twisted the small, slightly upturned nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

Song Jia was startled. Turning to look at her son, her breathing quickened. "Xiao Hang, let go... don't do this..." A blush rose to her cheeks. Seeing his scheme succeed, Xiao Hang slid his left hand down her waist and hips, his fingers lifting the hem of her skirt and pulling her panties up to her knees. His fingers explored around her anus.

He kneaded and squeezed Song Jia's round, plump buttocks, reaching forward between her tightly clenched buttocks to explore her wet, fleshy cleft. His right hand still held her plump mons pubis, three fingers caressing her tender labia. Her juices flowed freely, her pubic hair soaked in mud. Although their hands weren't touching, they were pressing hard on her mons pubis and anus, his index and middle fingers digging deep into her wet, slippery flesh, as if he were lifting her entire body.

"No... Xiaohang, don't do this, someone will come. I..." Song Jia said anxiously, constantly shaking her hips to avoid her son's hands. But Xiaohang wouldn't let go.

"No one will come. Mom, they're all asleep. The door is locked, and the curtains are drawn tight. Who would think we're doing something like this?"

Xiao Hang kissed his mother's cheek, bit her earlobe, and breathlessly whispered in her ear, "Mom, I really want you. How about we try something new and exciting today?" His mother's body trembled slightly. Her bright, clear eyes widened instantly; she simply couldn't believe her eyes and ears.

Song Jia sighed deeply and said in an almost inaudible voice, "...Alright then, this little man will satisfy you this once... Hurry up..."

"Good Mom. You're so good to me! Shall we play standing up?" he said, biting her round earlobe.

Song Jia smiled radiantly, raising her delicate little nose and saying, "Are you sure you can do it? You little rascal, how did you learn?"

(He can't? I can!) I answered in my heart.

"Watch me!" Xiao Hang took off his vest, pants, and underwear. His penis was swollen, hot, and hard, like an 18cm long iron rod, protruding between his thighs. I could hardly believe it. Xiao Hang, 178cm tall, weighing 110 pounds, with delicate features and a slender build, had such a long penis. Xiao Hang pressed his index finger against his mother's labia, slowly rubbing it back and forth.

"Ah...ah...ah..." She trembled all over, her tense body softening again, succumbing to Xiao Hang's caresses.

Song Jia stood before her son like a statue. Her eyes were hazy, her shirt parted at the sides, her bra straps still hanging from her arms, the bra cups fallen to either side of her breasts; her short skirt was pulled up to her waist, her lace panties slipped down to her ankles, her two snow-white thighs alluringly covered by pure white stockings and black women's high-heeled sandals. A thick, dark, glossy tuft of soft pubic hair clung to her thighs; her delicate labia were everted, and her sacred cleft was wet and tight. Truly flawless!

Her proportions were like a statue.

(Having witnessed this obscene scene—a charming young woman, half-naked, standing awaiting her son's defilement—my penis was already painfully hard, bulging high in my crotch.)

Song Jia's body was already highly aroused. Her nipples were erect, and her vulva was overflowing with fluid. Panting, she pleaded, "Ah...don't use your hands, come in quickly..."

Song Jia guided Xiao Hang's large penis to her vaginal opening with her hand. His lower abdomen pressed against it, and the glans bumped around at her vaginal opening, but he still couldn't find the right spot.

(Idiot!! I believe I wouldn't be in this situation where I can't find the vaginal opening.)

Even without his large penis, her vagina still thrashed against him. The collision of her flesh with his glans was actually quite pleasurable! The chaos was truly hilarious. But she was, after all, an experienced young woman. She quickly guided his penis to the very entrance of her vagina, spreading her labia minora apart with her hands. When Xiao Hang's glans touched the warm, wet opening, he couldn't resist! He shouted, "I'll fuck you!" He thrust

his hips upwards, aiming at the opening and forcefully penetrating.

"Mmm..." Song Jia let out a soft moan. Her face slightly flushed, she turned to the side, slowly exhaling, her beautiful eyes shyly closed.

Wow! It was so wet and tight.

Song Jia was in her late twenties and had two children. Although her wet and hot vagina wasn't as tight as a young girl's, it still bound Xiao Hang's penis tightly, without any gaps.

Xiao Hang didn't care about that anymore. He held his mother's buttocks with his hands, allowing his penis to enter her vagina at a 45-degree angle. He began to thrust forcefully, pushing his penis deep into her vagina until it was completely inside. After exploring the depths of her vagina, he began to thrust without mercy.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." A series of wanton moans came from her cherry-like mouth.

Song Jia looked around anxiously with her bright, autumn-water-like eyes while using her buttocks to meet her son's increasingly rapid movements. She deftly lifted one leg high, placing her foot on the thick water pipe beside the pool (a considerable distance from the ground, a truly difficult move).

Her hands gripped his forearm tightly, her round buttocks rising and falling in rhythm with his movements. She frowned, biting her lip, desperately trying to suppress a sound. Her face was flushed crimson, long, beautiful lines radiating from her trembling, snow-white breasts.

"Mom, my classmates all say you look like the Hong Kong movie star—Zhao Yazhi. Actually, you're much more beautiful and lewd than her. Many boys use you as a masturbation object… I've given them your underwear, socks…"

Xiao Hang, his blood boiling, continued raping his mother. He deliberately used vulgar language to humiliate her self-esteem.

"Ah?... Xiao Hang, you naughty boy..." Song Jia couldn't wait to pinch her son's face.

He immediately thrust in quickly and deeply, making her unable to help but moan first, forgetting to hit him. "Ugh... Oh... Ouch... Ouch... Ugh... You naughty boy... Ah..."

One of her legs went weak, and she involuntarily leaned on her son's shoulder. Because of this new position and forbidden pleasure, Xiao Hang's penis went in all the way every time! He thrust straight into her labia, like a pile driver, hitting her G-spot with a "thump! thump! thump! thump!"...

"Ah...ah...ah ah...son...ah...ah...so...so hard...so..."

Song Jia hugged Xiao Hang's neck, rubbing her large, soft, and full breasts against his chest, and then covering his mouth with her sexy, wet lips. The two kissed passionately. She kept moaning, sounding like a kitten in heat.

Song Jia's vaginal fluids increased, and Xiao Hang's penis was completely covered! He breathed hot air, desperately trying to hold back, wanting to enjoy this forbidden pleasure a little longer, grabbing her two plump buttocks, gritting his teeth, and thrusting in and out eighty more times.

"Ah...ah...ah ah...son...ah...ah..."

"Smack!" Xiao Hang slapped her right buttock first, "Smack!" then her left. Beautiful, snow-white buttocks were marked with a series of interlaced, five-finger-shaped red marks!

"Mom, do you think I'm good enough? Huh?...Tell me! Are you good enough?" The son grinned wickedly. ...

"Sigh...why ask so many questions? You're so amazing. Even your dead father wasn't as good as you."

Song Jia blushed and admitted, she had never been fucked to the point of losing her senses before.

"There's so much water flowing down there, it's so embarrassing." Song Jia felt her buttocks were all wet.

At this point, they had completely forgotten about morality. She eagerly enjoyed this rare pleasure, her body responding to each of her son's thrusts, his constant impact pounding against the slippery ground between her legs.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore. Good son, let's change positions, one leg is tired from standing."

(I thought to myself: Kid, fuck your mother well, enjoy this beautiful young woman! Don't waste my good intentions!)

Xiao Hang sat on the stool, letting his mother straddle his lap. Song Jia straightened his penis, pressing it against her labia, and then slowly sat down. She wrapped her arms around the back of his head, pressing her large, white breasts against Xiao Hang's face. Xiao Hang gripped her slender waist tightly, moving his mother's body up and down so that her vagina could thrust vertically into his penis.

"...Ah...ah...this...this is good...very good...ah ah...ah...ah ah..."

His mother writhed, enjoying the pleasure of being fucked while seated, occasionally letting out moans that were pleasing to the ear.

Xiao Hang became even more excited. The mother's body trembled with each impact, causing her large, white breasts to bounce up and down. Xiao Hang cupped her breasts in his hands, kneading and rubbing her nipples, making her feel incredibly itchy and aroused. Her nipples grew large, red, and hard.

The mother repeatedly thrust her snowy buttocks forward to meet his thrusts, wanting deeper penetration. The walls of her vagina tightly gripped his large penis, moving back and forth...

Gradually, Xiao Hang felt his penis being squeezed tighter and tighter by her labia and vaginal walls. Her vagina was convulsing, and his penis felt like it was being sucked hard by a small mouth. Hot, sticky love fluid kept flowing from their point of contact, dripping down his thighs. Clearly, she had an orgasm.

"Mom, did you have an orgasm?! It feels so good! You like having sex with me, right? I want to do it to you again tomorrow,"

Xiao Hang said triumphantly.

"...Xiao Hang...hmm...okay...don't...torture...Mom...I like being with you...hmm...ah..." Her moans became more and more alluring.

Her alluring moans further aroused Xiaohang, and he thrust his lower body wildly, lifting his mother off him. I saw his glans and testicles slowly being tightly enveloped by her wet, hot labia.

She let out a satisfied moan, "Oh...so good..." The two of them were completely lost in their lovemaking.

"Ah...Xiaohang...ah..." His mother's long, black hair cascaded down her snow-white back, her face flushed like a ripe apple, and she kept shaking her head and moaning. Her back glistened with tiny specks of sweat.

After another 10 minutes of fighting, Xiao Hang, while caressing his mother's thighs clad in those white, floral-patterned stockings, began a long, drawn-out assault, pulling his entire penis out and then thrusting it back in. His slender, muscular son, glistening with sweat, tensed all his muscles, biting his lip, almost slamming into his mother's buttocks every second!

The long-secluded, virtuous woman, Song Jia, couldn't withstand such stimulation and torment. She only made her moan like a dog in heat. The more dignified and graceful she was, the more captivating her alluring demeanor became during the height of her passion.

Her face flushed red, she nestled against her son's chest, panting, her tongue slightly protruding. Her lower body trembled, her vaginal walls convulsed, her whole body burning hot, the ignited desire leaving her weak and powerless. "Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

"..."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Xiao Hang held his mother's buttocks, stroking them and encouraging her to quicken her movements. His mother's wet vagina gripped his large penis tightly, each time they joined, they collided violently. The mother screamed, her buttocks swaying wildly. Xiao Hang had to hold her buttocks tightly to prevent his penis from slipping out of her vagina.

Xiao Hang's thrusts grew increasingly violent, penetrating his penis deep into his mother's body. Her two snow-white breasts bounced wildly up and down. His penis, which had once satisfied his mother, was now even more vigorous, moving freely in and out of her tight, juicy vagina, leaving her breathless.

"Oh, ah... oh my god... you're killing Mom... son..." Her face flushed red as if she were drunk, her expression extremely excited.

"Ah--, ah--, ah--, ah--, ah--,..." Her orgasm came again, her movements becoming larger and more intense, her vagina convulsing. She grabbed her son's shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh. She cried out as if in a trance, her vagina gripping his glans tightly. The son felt a surge of heat rush to his glans.

This stimulation sent the mother into a frenzy, as if she were floating in the universe, her body completely out of her control, only feeling her vaginal fluids gushing out continuously.

"Ah...son...I'm sorry...ah...I can't hold back...ah...I can't take it anymore...I've come again...ah..."

Song Jia's blushing beauty was slightly parted, her eyes half-closed as she panted softly, her round buttocks heaving, her mouth constantly uttering wanton moans.

Gradually, Xiao Hang felt a tightening in his testicles, his whole body trembled, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He knew he was about to climax. Xiao Hang whispered, "Mom, I'm coming," breathing heavily.

His mother gazed tenderly at her son's flushed face, basking in ecstasy, gently wiping away the large beads of sweat.

"Hmm! You can ejaculate inside today!" she whispered in his ear.

"Mom, aren't you afraid something might happen...?" the son gasped.

(Don't ejaculate outside, ejaculate inside Mom's vagina, get her pregnant, let her give birth to your incestuous child.) I thought.

"Silly child, Mommy is two months pregnant. It's yours!"

Xiao Hang couldn't help but cry out in surprise, "Mommy! No! You..."

Hot semen gushed out like a flood, shooting straight into his mother's uterus, gushing repeatedly before stopping. His mother's body shuddered, a warm flow surging out; she had clearly reached another orgasm. Her legs convulsed uncontrollably, her buttocks thrusting forward.

"Ugh...ah...good..." His mother writhed wantonly, her words incoherent. Then, she collapsed onto her son's shoulder as if dead.

After a while, his mother's round buttocks lifted, and his penis slid out of her vagina with a "plop." His mother stood up, her hand resting on his thigh, feeling his semen trickle down her leg and onto her palm.

Her eyes gleamed with barely suppressed lust, and she grinned at her son, "Oh, Xiao Hang, that was truly exciting sex! Do you remember two months ago, in the bushes by the Willow River, when you did it to me? That's when you got me pregnant." Xiao Hang

reached an intense climax. He felt as if he were in a little Eden with only his mother, surrounded by rosy clouds.

"The bushes by the Willow River. No!...No!!..." Scenes from a movie flashed through his mind—not two months ago, but two years ago.

(I) In the woods of Liulin River in his hometown, a mother dressed in mourning clothes led Xiao Hang and encountered three thugs.

(II) "Please! Don't hit him! You're killing him! Please!" the mother cried and pleaded for him, and then she was forcibly dragged into the dense forest by the three thugs.

(III) His face covered in blood, he crawled forward with difficulty for a long distance. He heard his mother's struggles and cries, and the lewd laughter of the three thugs.

(IV) The mother, dressed in white mourning clothes, was pressed down on the grass by two men. One of the thugs pulled down her pants and was on top of her, forcefully raping her. He watched in agony as his mother's snow-white thighs struggled, her two beautiful feet kicking wildly at the ground.

(V) When the second hooligan straddled his mother's snow-white buttocks and pounded into her, his mother let out a muffled moan.

(Thank God, I think my son really did have sex with the mother who loves him most, and she's already pregnant.)

For three days after peeping at Song Jia and her son's incestuous affair, Zhang Ziwei had been cared for by Song Jia's mother.

Not to mention having an affair with her, I didn't even get a chance to whisper a few words to her, and my heart started itching again.

That morning, I left the clinic to run some errands nearby, and on my way back... Suddenly, I heard a warm greeting, "Brother Wu, hello!"

I turned around and saw Zhang Ziwei and her two female classmates calling me with giggles. They were taking a walk with Ziwei outdoors. She's young after all; she recovers so quickly.

"Brother Wu, my mom has to go back to the county town today and won't be back until tomorrow. I've made plans with some of my best friends to go to a nightclub tonight. Want to come?"

Ziwei's beautiful face beamed with a smile, revealing dimples as she spoke. Any man would be captivated by her; she was very alluring.

"What's up, little sister?" I asked, my mind a jumble of confusion.

"Today is Ziwei's 18th birthday! We want to celebrate with our little princess. Brother Wu, where do you suggest we go?"

"I think we should go to my friend's newly opened 'Heaven and Earth Grandeur Disco'! It's on me, at 8 pm." "This is clearly a trap to rip me off!"

"Great!!! Brother Wu is treating. Tiandi Haoqing Disco! Pretty high-class!" Several female classmates were overjoyed.

Eighteen is the age when girls are in their prime, and Ziwei, at eighteen, was also incredibly beautiful and charming. Just take her figure, for example, it's no exaggeration to say that she surpassed even movie stars.

She was tall and slender, 1.66 meters, with long, shiny black hair, an oval face, two delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, large, watery eyes, and a pair of full, perky breasts that swayed slightly when she walked. She had a high nose bridge and cherry-red lips, and her whole body exuded the unique alluring charm of a young girl.

Song Jia's mother, like a tender old woman, carefully settled Ziwei. Her touching maternal love and virtuous wife-like demeanor were utterly incongruous with Song Jia's incestuous relationship with her son that night. Song Jia not acting in movies is a misfortune for the film industry, but a great fortune for actors!

8 PM. To the upbeat strains of A-mei's hit song "Tonight There's a Storm," I wore a pure black silk shirt, white suspender trousers, and gleaming high-end leather shoes. Leading Ziwei and her six classmates, both boys and girls, into the lounge area of the "Heaven and Earth Grandeur Disco," the disco was already blasting music. The dance floor was filled with men and women in colorful clothes, dancing wildly...

The students from the provincial drama school were incredibly excited, their eyes dazzled by the spectacle, and several of the girls screamed with joy.

The coffee table was piled high with alcoholic beverages, fruit platters, and a cream cake topped with 18 lit red candles.

Amidst the booming birthday wishes, Ziwei clutched a pile of beautifully wrapped gifts.

"Today is my 18th birthday! I've never had such a wonderful birthday before. This beautiful day will forever remain in my memory. Thank you everyone..." Ziwei said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Happy birthday, Ziwei! I'll grant your request. This is a little gift for you. Let's keep in touch."

A beautifully wrapped little gift box was shoved into her hand.

"Let's go dancing!" I jumped onto the dance floor, my 1.8-meter frame waving my arms, snapping my fingers, and swaying my hips, leading Ziwei's classmates off to dance...

Only Ziwei remained on the sofa, her snow-white, alluring neck adorned with the gift I gave her—a tiny, sky-blue cell phone...

That joyous night, I felt as if I had returned to my vibrant college days, embracing handsome men and beautiful women, drinking large glasses of beer (at least 22 Tsingtao beer bottles were scattered on the carpet). We told school jokes with abandon…

Ziwei would occasionally cover her flushed face, her thin shoulders trembling uncontrollably. She revealed an innocent and lively bright smile, saying in a childlike coquettish tone, “…hehe…ah…you’re so annoying. Stop talking, my stomach hurts from laughing…hehe…”

Around 10 o’clock, my best friend –

Boss Ding of “Tiandi Haoqing Disco” – presented Ziwei with a large bouquet of flowers and a glass of alcoholic beverage, “Black and White Angel.”

As a lewd Western song played, the lights dimmed, and then pairs of young men and women came out to dance intimately. They were face-to-face, the boys holding the girls' backs, their breasts pressed tightly against the boys', their genitals also pressed together, the boys holding the girls' waists, moving up and down and side to side. It was like the act of having sex.

"Let's learn too," a handsome man said, leading pairs of beautiful women out to dance intimately. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, I grabbed Ziwei and pulled her into my arms, grabbing one of her soft, full breasts and roughly kneading it.

She was startled, her breathing became rapid, and her face flushed instantly. "Brother Wu... no... let go!... Look at all these classmates..."

I kissed her cheek, bit her earlobe, and breathed heavily, whispering in her ear, "Ziwei, my dream girl... I really want to do you now, let's go to the bathroom..." Her bright, clear eyes widened instantly, and her body trembled slightly.

My hand was already inside her white skirt, caressing her labia through her pantyhose and underwear with my fingers, gently sliding my middle finger up and down between her labia, then pinching and kneading them with my thumb and middle finger. My hand moved incessantly inside, stimulating the young girl until her beautiful eyes were filled with shame. Her cheeks were already flushed. She

continued to play with my hand. I could feel her swollen clitoris. She struggled in shame, her thighs clamping my hand around hers, emitting pleasurable moans of "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." through her nostrils.

I didn't stop pressing and pinching. Ziwei couldn't hold on any longer. She hurriedly grabbed my hand, pleading, "Oh...please have mercy...I can't take it anymore...don't touch me there...I need to go to the bathroom."

While Ziwei was in the bathroom, I asked Boss Ding for his office key. When the girl returned, I dragged her upstairs to the office without waiting for her explanation.

This time, Ziwei didn't struggle. We were like long-lost lovers. I covered her moist, sensual lips with mine.

We kissed passionately. The little girl opened her full, delicate lips, and I slipped my tongue into her mouth, swirling it around with hers. I caressed and rubbed her without restraint. The little girl made soft, whimpering sounds, like a kitten in heat.

Her small, white hands slowly unzipped my pants, and with her fingers, she gently pulled out my penis, stroking its limp shaft and playing with the limp glans. Soon, she felt it harden, lengthen, and heat up, throbbing with a "thump." The little girl turned her head to look. The surface of her penis was covered in bulging veins, the glans swollen and glowing purplish-red. It looked like a 20cm-long iron rod, protruding between her thighs.

"Oh my. That's scary, even bigger than last time. I can barely hold onto this suddenly huge thing."

She made a soft gurgling sound. She was genuinely afraid of this. Like a fierce rapist, I ripped off the girl's yellow t-shirt, white skirt, and bra, throwing them at my feet.

"Don't strip me naked! There's glass on the door here. I'll be so embarrassed if someone sees us." The girl panicked.

"So what if they see us? Those who haven't seen it before can see something new, and those who have can compare sizes. Hey? Where are your panties???"

Ziwei's snow-white, alluring buttocks were bare, wearing flesh-colored stockings and white women's high-heeled sandals.

The stockings were of excellent quality, clinging tightly to her long, shapely legs, gleaming with a luxurious sheen under the light…

“Here! I just took them off in the bathroom.” She playfully stuck out her tongue. She pulled out a pair of white panties with damp spots from her small purse.

“So shiny and lustrous.” I exclaimed in admiration.

Through the sheer stockings, I could see a thick, dark, glossy tuft of soft pubic hair between her thighs, her delicate labia turned everted, and her sacred cleft moist and tight. Absolutely flawless! Her proportions were like a statue.

I witnessed this obscene scene: a beautiful young woman, completely naked, standing there awaiting my defilement. My penis, already painfully hard, stood erect. I caressed her beautiful breasts, pinching her firm, crimson nipples…

Her primal desires were aroused, her breathing quickened, and her shapely, long legs parted. She

began to moan; her genitals were wet and slippery…

So my hands found a thin strap around her waist—the top of her pantyhose. I grabbed her socks and pulled them down to her knees. I pushed Ziwei onto the table, then knelt down, lifting her thighs high above my shoulders. My tongue probed into her wet, glistening triangle, taking turns sucking on her thick, juicy labia. Then I inserted my tongue into the lower part of her love crevice, licking upwards to her clitoris, elegantly licking it, inhaling the faint, lovely scent emanating from Ziwei's honeypot…

Her thighs trembled involuntarily… "Mmm… mmm…" she moaned unconsciously, limply lying there, letting me do as I pleased on her skin… her thighs swaying uncontrollably. Clearly, a small, bean-like thing was slowly bulging out above the fleshy opening.

I knelt at Ziwei's feet, took off her high heels, and massaged her feet while saying, "Your feet are so beautiful. Fair and delicate, with neatly arranged toes. I love them." I couldn't help but lick Ziwei's beautiful, white toes, and she moaned softly. I

sucked on her toes clad in stockings, savoring the faint scent of her feet, and gently rubbed her arches with my hands. The smooth, silky feel was simply wonderful! Then my hands wandered over her long, shapely thighs clad in stockings; the sensation through the stockings was even more exciting than touching her skin directly.

I positioned the head of my penis against her vulva, rubbing it against her rosy labia, making her pubic hair and inner thighs wet with her juices.

I commanded her, "Ziwei, put my cock in, do you hear me!"

She obediently lifted her buttocks, holding my hot, hard cock, and I thrust in forcefully. With a "plop," half of my cock entered her wet, fleshy hole. I immediately felt an unprecedented softness and warmth.

She groaned, a painful moan: "Ah... yours is too big! Be gentle!" She quickly grabbed the table with both hands.

Although she didn't feel pain, she just looked at me with fear. The head of my penis pushed in, my hard, hot cock being forced into a very tight vagina. Everywhere was moistened by her juices.

Once fully inserted, I slowly withdrew, and only then did her buttocks begin to move back and forth.

I pushed Ziwei down onto the table, then knelt down, raising her thighs high above my shoulders. My tongue probed into her wet, glistening triangle, taking turns sucking on her two plump, juicy labia. Then I inserted my tongue into the lower part of her love crevice, licking upwards to her clitoris, elegantly licking it, inhaling the faint, lovely scent emanating from Ziwei's honeypot…

“Ah…no…ah ah…ah ah…” The girl immediately let out a wanton sob.

“Don’t be embarrassed. Haven’t you already done it with me once?” I leered.

Ziwei bent her two long, slender legs clad in stockings forcefully. Unconsciously, she swayed her sexy buttocks to match the fierce assault. Her face flushed red as she excitedly twisted, "Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." and wanton moans came from her cherry-like mouth.

My swollen penis plunged deeper into her vagina. In an instant, I felt the tip of my penis reach her cervix. "...No...ah...so hard...I...can't...take it...Brother Wu!...Ouch..." she cried out passionately, completely disregarding any womanly restraint. Her already flushed face turned even more like a ripe tomato. I thrust in and

out with all my might, her labia majora opening and closing with each stroke of my penis, her vaginal fluids slowly flowing down her thighs with each thrust. I saw her curvaceous, beautiful body and the sight of my penis inside her vagina. I felt beads of sweat forming on my back.

I decided to finish quickly, to satisfy her, to completely conquer her in a short time. I pulled my penis out until only the glans remained inside, then thrust it in all the way in at once. This method was a powerful, rapid thrusting, pumping all the way in each time. She was practically going crazy; her beautiful hair was scattered all over her face from the violent shaking, and her hands were grabbing the papers on the table in a mess. With each thrust, she cried out, "Ah...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...good..."

"Ah...ah...uh..." Her lewd moans made me want to ejaculate, so I quickly covered her mouth with mine to stop her from making a sound. After countless thrusts, Ziwei let out a groan, her whole body trembling.

She couldn't help but let out a passionate cry: "Uh...ah...ah...Brother Wu...oh...I...I...can't...take...it...Brother Wu!...Ouch..." And so she reached her first orgasm. Her breathing was rapid, her chest heaving, and her snow-white buttocks swaying.

Her vagina was full of vaginal fluid, and my still-throbbing penis moved in sync with her movements, making "gurgling" sounds. Ziwei kept looking around, urging me to hurry up, while telling me—she had already orgasmed!

"The police are here!!! Arrest the homeless!!...Arrest the homeless!" A man yelled at the door, kicking it.

"Ah?!...The police are here...My clothes??... " In a panic, Zhang Ziwei grabbed a t-shirt and covered her naked body. Her cheeks were flushed as if she were drunk after the orgasm, and she was breathing heavily.

Damn it! I almost developed a vaginal contraction technique from the shock. I quickly put on my pants.

I opened the door, went out for a walk, and then came back in. "No police??? Damn it! Where are the police???"

Ziwei squatted on the ground, clutching her flat stomach, her smooth, white shoulders trembling uncontrollably, laughing like a child, "...Haha...Mom...Ugh...Stop it. My stomach hurts from laughing...Hehe...! Where are the police??? It's just a drunk peeping..."

"Ah???...A drunk peeping...Why didn't you say so sooner? I'll teach you a lesson!!"

I pounced on her.

"Help!...Haha...Mom...Spare me...Ah!...Help!...Catch the rapist...The police are here!!!"

"...Haha...Spare me...Let's change positions, my legs are tired from standing...I can't take it anymore."

Ziwei laughed sweetly and charmingly, softly saying, "Brother Wu, you'll definitely grant my request, right? Ah?" Her words were tender and gentle, like a willful girl playfully pestering her kind lover. That kind of charming girlishness was both endearing and arousing a desire to conquer.

"Pick up the clothes on the ground and climb onto the edge of the table," I commanded her.

She obediently squatted down to pick up the clothes, her round and perky buttocks sticking up, displaying an alluring curve, seemingly calling for my token to be inserted, to release my passion and lust together.

Her pantyhose between her thighs was soaked with her vaginal fluids, and there was a hole in the middle where my big cock had pushed it through. It was a truly embarrassing sight.

The sight made my blood boil, and my penis became even harder.

Ziwei glared at me shyly and reproachfully, saying coquettishly, "Ugh, what are you looking at? It's all your doing! You bad boy."

I was extremely smug: "Even though you're powerful, I'll still play with you to my heart's content. You won't have a peaceful day anymore! I'll kiss you and rape you day and night! Haha..." I made her lie face down on the edge of the desk. I gently patted her right leg, and she provocatively and lightly raised her right leg, tracing a slightly exaggerated arc in the air before slowly placing it on the edge of the desk.

This position made her private parts even more clearly exposed, and the originally tightly closed petals were slightly parted. I thrust my lower body forward and mercilessly plunged my thick penis deep into her flower path.

"Ah—" Ziwei's soft cry was tinged with pain, her beautiful face contorted slightly. I manipulated my thick, hard penis, thrusting wildly, each stroke penetrating as deeply as possible into her body. Wave after wave of attacks.

"How is it? Comfortable? Enjoyable?" I asked harshly. Watching her jade-like body writhe beneath me, a surge of immense pleasure rose within me.

"No...no...ahhhhh...so good..." she cried out incessantly. Her entire body was drenched in fragrant sweat, her small hands gripping the edge of the desk tightly.

I gripped her two plump buttocks tightly, thrusting forcefully... With each thrust of my lower body, her upper body swayed wildly from the impact...

"Slap, slap, slap, slap." The sounds of flesh colliding rose and fell.

Ziwei reacted even more intensely, already incoherent from the penetration: "Ah...ah...so...so good...ah...I'm going to die...so good...don't stop...ah...so good...ah..." I never imagined her quiet exterior could be so wanton.

Amidst Ziwei's confused and passionate moans and gasps, she reached another climax... Her

round buttocks slapped against the floor with a loud 'slap,' her two soft breasts swaying violently back and forth with each thrust, accompanied by the 'plop' sounds of penetration and her constant moans, further arousing my central nervous system. "Oh, I'm going to cum!" I roared, thrusting my penis deep into Ziwei's body, hot semen beginning to spray into her, causing Ziwei to tremble again.

All night, Ziwei and I made love, twice more, until we were both exhausted.

At midnight, the distant streetlights flickered like a few stars on the distant horizon. In this secluded place, rarely visited, under the cover of darkness, Ziwei and I quietly returned to the clinic entrance…

“Zhang Ziwei! You little devil! You troublemaker! Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you all night!”

Zhang Lihang roared as he charged at us.

The sky gradually darkened, and many houses had already turned on their lights. The little girl’s ward was quiet. She only had three IV drips a day. With half an hour left before the drip finished, the door to the ward was pushed open. –– Song Jia returned, travel-worn, carrying a large bag of luggage. ? "She just fell asleep for a while, and Lihang went back to school."

"Thank you for taking care of Wei'er. Dr. Wu... I want to ask you something... Could you... come out for a moment?"

We walked down the corridor to my office. "...Dr. Wu, I want to have an abortion here, is that alright?"

"Wh...what? You want an abortion? I...did I hear that right?!" Song Jia pulled out a stack of lab reports and anxiously explained the situation: her boyfriend's child was over two months along, and it was an ectopic pregnancy. The doctor said she had to have an abortion and stay in the hospital for seven days.

She didn't want to have it done at a big hospital, afraid of running into acquaintances. What would she do if her family or friends found out?

In addition, to pay for her two children's tuition and future living expenses, her Chinese community taught at a theater in San Francisco. Her annual salary was $8,000. If possible, she wouldn't come back… "Ectopic pregnancy surgery is very risky. I can help you by having an OB-GYN from the medical school perform the abortion here, but you'll have to wait four days for Ziwei to be discharged."

"Ah... thank you so much, Dr. Wu! Please keep this a secret..." After saying that, she went to the nearby railway guesthouse to drop off her luggage and said she would call room 606 if needed.

Damn it!! Just like that, this beauty left? My legs were already bulging...

"Teacher Wang? It's me, Xiao Wu. Feeling the taste of fish lately? Haha... I have a good clam here, a top-quality one! She looks just like Zhao Yazhi.

She has an ectopic pregnancy and wants you to perform an abortion here... No problem, I guarantee I can have her!... Wait for my call. Haha..."

I called Teacher Wang from the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of the Medical School. Room 606 of the railway guesthouse?! Song Jia, wait a moment, my lover, I'm coming!

Thinking of this, my desire to conquer was rekindled. Finally, I arrived at my destination. Reaching the door of room 606 on the sixth floor, I took a few deep breaths and asked the staff to open the door. Wanting to surprise her, I quietly slipped inside…

It was a standard double room, the bedside lamp on, the room enveloped in a warm atmosphere. Song Jia stood about two meters in front of me by the bed. She had a pale yellow, oval face with a high nose bridge. Beneath her slender, arched eyebrows, a pair of clear eyes, bright as autumn water, seemed to smile even when not. She possessed a noble air, gentle and quiet demeanor, embodying the graceful charm of an Eastern beauty. Just then, Song Jia suddenly cried out, "Dr. Wu?! What were you doing in my room? Are you here?" "To tell you the truth, three nights ago in the clinic's restroom, I witnessed your incestuous relationship with your son! And you got pregnant because of your son..." I recounted the events...

"Song Jia... what are you going to do to me?" I stood there timidly. "Fine! Song Jia. Go ahead and try," I said fiercely, turning and walking away, feeling utterly dejected. Ultimately, I was defeated by her. "Song Jia, since you've chosen your own path, don't blame me for being ruthless. Your affair with your son Zhang Lihang…call me?" Song Jia silently nodded. "I agree to your request…you must keep your word…"

My red lips kissed hers, quickly finding her tongue. Our tongues intertwined, saliva mingling.

Her legs kicked, her waist twisting forcefully, trying to push me away. Song Jia made soft, whimpering sounds, like a kitten in heat. Between her thighs, a thick, dark, glossy tuft of pubic hair clung, her labia delicately everted, her sacred cleft moist and tight. Truly flawless. I grasped those incredibly elastic mounds of flesh. Ten fingers dug deep into her labia, revealing a confused and complex expression. Song Jia blushed, even her ears turning red.

My hand reached down to Song Jia's lower body... She was already dripping wet... I felt my large penis throbbing; it seemed he couldn't hold back any longer...

I slowly lowered my head, using my hands to spread her thighs, exposing her vulva, which immediately opened to its maximum extent... A red patch... or rather, a pinkish color... My lower abdomen pounded against her fair abdomen, my penis thrusting forcefully within the tight walls of her vagina... At

30, I was originally a surgical teacher at the provincial medical college. Due to my vigorous sexual function, I had ethical issues and was expelled from the medical college. I also got divorced. He now runs his own clinic and has hired an experienced clinical nurse. Because of his affordable prices, many patients come to see him.

One afternoon, a young man in his early twenties carried a beautiful young woman of about eighteen into the clinic. "Doctor, hello! My sister has terrible stomach pain. Please take a look. After examination, I've confirmed it's acute appendicitis."

"She needs immediate surgery. I suggest you go to a large hospital. My facilities here are basic; we only have one bed..."

"Brother, a girl in my class also had acute appendicitis and had it done here. I don't want to go to a large hospital," the pale-faced young woman said weakly.

"We're students from out of town, and we can't afford it. Please give us a discount. We'll stay here," the young man said anxiously.

"Okay. Sign here and pay a 1000 yuan deposit. Surgery will start immediately." I had actually wanted to keep this innocent and beautiful young girl with me for a while.

"Doctor, I don't have that much money. Can I pay a 400 yuan deposit first and then pay you back later?" the young man said apologetically.

"You should quickly tell your family to send more money. You won't be discharged for 7 days," I said impatiently.

The surgery lasted nearly two hours and was very successful. I could see the naked beauty of the girl clearly.

"Dr. Wu, my son has his college entrance exam in a few days and would like to ask for a few days off. Is that alright?" the old nurse said.

"Sister Liu, you should focus on your son's college entrance exam. I'll give you a week off. There's only one bed here, and this girl won't have her stitches removed for seven days. I won't be taking any other patients." I was so happy I almost blurted out, "You should just disappear from the face of the earth!" The older nurse cleaned and disinfected the beautiful young girl's naked body and covered her with a white sheet. The three of us lifted her off the operating table onto a stretcher. We carefully carried her to a bed (actually a delivery bed) in a private room.

The girl's clothes, socks, and shoes were all placed in a large basin under the bed.

"Dr. Wu, you've been working so hard these past few days. Please give her an IV drip. I'll leave you the pharmacy key." The older nurse finished settling things in and left.

Without looking up, I wrote the prescription while trying to scare her brother. "She can't eat or drink for three days after surgery for acute appendicitis. She can only eat and drink after she can breathe again, so she relies entirely on IV fluids. And because her inflammation is severe, she needs a lot of anti-inflammatory medication. You need to quickly tell her family to send more money, about 5000 yuan. Going to a large hospital would cost at least 7000 yuan."

"So much money?! My dad died of cancer two years ago, and we spent so much money at the provincial medical college. Now my mom is the only one working, supporting my brother and me through school. If we had more money, my sister wouldn't have waited until she's in such a serious condition to come to you..." the young man said, his voice trembling with tears.

While I was giving the girl an IV, I chatted with the young man and learned that the girl's name was Zhang Ziwei, and her brother's name was Zhang Lihang. Zhang Ziwei was 18 years old and had just been admitted to the provincial drama school, studying Yue opera's female lead role. Zhang Lihang, 20 years old, was admitted to the Provincial Light Industry College last year. Her mother was originally a famous actress in the Yue Opera Troupe of Li County in the province. Later, the troupe went bankrupt, and she went to work as a saleswoman for a county-level

cultural troupe. "Zhang Lihang, take the prescription to the pharmacy of the Provincial Medical College and buy these medicines for your sister's IV drip."

I looked around, trying to send him away.

"Little sister, are you sure you can manage on your own? I'm going to buy the medicine for you." Her brother woke up the drowsy Zhang Ziwei and said with concern.

Zhang Ziwei, who was under local anesthesia, was exhausted after the surgery and was sometimes awake and sometimes asleep.

"Brother, you go ahead. I'm awake now. I need to call the county-level cultural troupe and tell Mom to come quickly." The pale-faced girl said weakly.

(Zhang Lihang finally walked out of the clinic)

"Thank you, Dr. Wu." The young girl gave me an angelic smile.

"You're welcome. With my careful treatment, you will recover quickly. But I ask that you not be embarrassed to see me. In my eyes, there is no distinction between men and women, only normal people and patients..." I had memorized my lines for the slutty patient quite well.

"Doctor, my lower abdomen is very swollen, and I can't urinate even when I want to. It's so uncomfortable." Zhang Ziwei said to me shyly.

"Oh? Let me see, maybe it's time to urinate." I said confidently (actually, patients can't urinate on their own within 12 hours after surgery. I didn't insert a catheter and kept her on IV fluids, how could it not swell?!). I pulled down the white sheet, revealing a pair of firm, round breasts standing tall and proud. Looking at the girl's curvaceous figure, I couldn't help but admire her inwardly; her delicate body was actually far more beautiful than I had imagined. I cranked the handle under the hospital bed (actually a delivery bed), lifting Zhang Ziwei's long, slender legs to a 90-degree angle and then spreading them apart, as if I were carrying her snow-white legs on my shoulders. Her buttocks became even fuller, and her legs were exceptionally beautiful and fair. Looking at Zhang Ziwei's adorable appearance, I really wanted to lick her upturned, beautiful, and fair toes…

My hand reached down to her lower body again, inserting itself into her vagina. Ah! I felt it, I felt her pubic hair; her labia were tightly clenched.

"Ah…don't touch there…it's embarrassing…don't touch…" Zhang Ziwei said coquettishly, like a child.

"It seems I need to ventilate your vagina right away, otherwise you'll have an intestinal obstruction. You're a virgin, right? This time, your hymen might not be protected, so I need to insert a thick tube into your vagina to ventilate." I began to deceive her.

Zhang Ziwei nodded in agreement, her clear, bright eyes filled with trust.

I stood between her legs, using both hands to forcefully spread her legs apart, cruelly separating her snow-white thighs, exposing her vulva, and immediately opening her vagina to its maximum extent.

I reached down again, my hand touching her vulva. I inserted a finger into her very tight vagina, moving it back and forth inside. My index finger thrust in and out of the hot, wet opening. With each thrust, she would tremble slightly, letting out a soft gasp. Soon, my finger was covered in her vaginal fluid. Suddenly, I noticed that the innocent Zhang Ziwei had blushed, looking at me shyly, her eyes seeming to sparkle.

I knelt down, parted her sparse pubic hair, and her vaginal fluid glistened at the pink opening… (She looked so beautiful! So stimulating!), making me unable to resist having sex with her.

I quickly went to my office next door, took off my panties, put on my trousers naked, and then put on a white lab coat.

The movements were swift, but somewhat tense, after all, this time I was with an angelic, radiant young girl. (Although I felt guilty, I'd rather die than not be allowed to have sex with her!) I returned to the girl's ward, covered her with a special white blanket, up to her bent knees, and tied her knees with strips of cloth from the corner of the blanket so Zhang Ziwei couldn't see what I was doing between her legs.

I placed an automatic oxygen concentrator beside the bed, pretended to connect a thick tube to it, and holding the other end, stood between her legs. I unbuttoned my pants and took out my penis. I gently placed the tube on the floor.

My penis swelled up, hot and hard, like a 20cm long iron rod, protruding between my thighs. I could hardly believe that the beautiful girl before me, her legs spread wide by the delivery bed, was the feast prepared just for me. A look of drooling desire crossed my face.

I grabbed my hard, hot penis with one hand and held her plump buttocks with the other. I felt my glans being slowly swallowed by her wet, soft vagina. A tightness, a feeling of being blocked, I aimed at the entrance and thrust in forcefully. With a "squelch," it was inside.

I heard Zhang Ziwei scream, "Ah!" A wave of panic washed over me…

“Doctor, your tube… is too thick, so hard… it’s killing me! Pull it out quickly!” Zhang Ziwei’s eyes were filled with tears from the pain.

“Just hold on a little longer,” I encouraged her.

After a moment of tension, a feeling of sudden openness washed over me. Half of my penis was inserted into her very tight vagina, gently moving in and out. The girl’s moans of pain continued… her vagina remained tight as if it wouldn’t relax.

“Mommy… it hurts so much… Doctor, please be gentle,” Zhang Ziwei pleaded.

I ignored her. My hips began to move back and forth, my thick, long penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

The tender skin of her vaginal opening enveloped my penis, being pulled in and out with each thrust. A small amount of blood squeezed out repeatedly from the narrow crevice where the skin met my penis.

Zhang Ziwei covered her face, her snow-white shoulders trembling. Though silent, I knew her heart was weeping with shame.

With each thrust and caress, I could feel her swollen clitoris. My thick, long penis was covered in her vaginal fluids. I had never experienced such a comfortable vagina, soft and elastic. The vaginal muscles tightened as if unwilling to relax, gripping my penis powerfully and evenly.

She was so wet, I almost couldn't hold back from ejaculating. I gritted my teeth and held back; I couldn't be useless like this. I needed to enjoy myself properly so I would have more confidence later. The thrusting of my penis produced lewd sounds. Zhang Ziwei's moans were continuous… When I thrust hard, I touched her cervix, feeling the flesh inside writhing.

I continued to thrust slowly, while inserting my five fingers between her wet, beautiful, white toes, tightly gripping her feet…

The innocent Zhang Ziwei's face flushed with shyness, "Ah… um…" the moans of an 18-year-old girl.

I needed to carefully observe her expression, to distinguish whether it was a moan of pain or a cry of lust. (Question: Do you, dear readers, experience pleasure when a virgin is raped?) "Knock...knock...Doctor, open the door!!!" Oh no! Zhang Lihang has returned with the medicine.

As dusk fell, many houses had already lit their lights, and the little girl's ward was silent.

I quickly started the special medicine Zhang Lihang had bought on the little girl's IV drip, which was finished after about two hours.

"Zhang Ziwei, since this is your first time receiving this kind of medicine, I've slowed down the flow rate. Here are anti-inflammatory drugs, nutritional fluids, and painkillers. It's just too expensive, 700 yuan a bottle." I said deliberately.

"Brother, have you called the county's cultural troupe? When will Mom be able to come?" the exhausted little girl said weakly.

"It's a two-hour journey from the county to the provincial capital, and I've been on the phone for four hours already... I wonder if she's borrowed the money yet?" Zhang Lihang's tall, thin figure swayed back and forth.

"It's all my fault, I can't help at all, I've only made things worse. Waaah..." Zhang Ziwei covered her face with one hand and sobbed softly.

"Little girl, what are you crying for! Crying won't do you any good. I'm really annoyed, I'm going to borrow some money from a classmate, and I'll wait for Mom at the station." Zhang Lihang stormed off.

Watching this bastard—Zhang Lihang—walk away with pitiful steps and a pained expression, my heart ached again.

I went to the hospital bedside. I bent down and dragged out the large basin under the bed (the little girl's clothes, socks, and shoes were all in the basin).

I looked through it carefully. A white short skirt, pink sneakers, a bra, and panties—all items costing no more than 20 yuan. I found a pair of white lace cotton short socks belonging to Zhang Ziwei. I brought them to my lips, smelling and sucking on them. The faint scent of sweaty feet made me feel increasingly satisfied.

"Brother Wu, I want to ask you something." The little girl's change in addressing me made me happy.

I simply sat down in front of her and asked, "What is it, little sister?" "Can you do me a favor?"... She remained silent for a while.

"My family is struggling financially. My mom is the only one working to support my brother and me through school. If we had the money, I wouldn't have waited until I was this sick before coming to you… Could you give me a discount on the treatment? This is your clinic, so you can decide what you want."

Zhang Ziwei smiled sweetly, revealing dimples as she spoke. Any man who saw her would be captivated; she was incredibly alluring.

"Of course, this is my clinic. I can charge more or less. But why should I do that? What compensation will I get from you?" I said slowly. I was trying to entice her. (Mainly to whet her appetite).

"If you can reduce the fee by half, I'll make up for it with my body during my hospital stay. Didn't you already put that thick tube in my vagina to let in air?" the girl said bravely and expectantly. (Whether it was because of the good medicine I gave her, or because she was naturally strong, the girl, with a flushed face, was already energetically negotiating with me.)

"Okay, I'll do my best and get back to you tomorrow. But you said you'd make up for it with your body, you have no experience in this area, will that make me feel comfortable? Besides, strenuous exercise isn't suitable for you," I said, feigning concern.

(This girl is pretty formidable, I thought to myself. Whatever the case, I'll play with her first.)

"You'll feel good even without strenuous exercise, right?" the girl said innocently and cheerfully.

I brazenly grabbed her small, delicate hand and placed it on my pants, caressing it along the bulge of my large penis.

The girl's hand trembled. I slowly moved her fingers, caressing my hard, hot penis.

"Let my little brother feel good first," I said mercilessly.

"Sigh..." Zhang Ziwei sighed, then her fair hand slowly pulled down the zipper of my pants, using her fingers to slowly pull out my angry, large penis. My erect penis, like a 20cm-long banana, was finally freed from the constraints of my pants and presented itself before her eyes.

"Oh, yours is so big!" she softly murmured.

Clear fluid seeped from the large banana-shaped opening. Zhang Ziwei grasped it, feeling its heat and hardness.

After the girl's touch, it seemed to swell even more. "Is this how you do it?" the girl asked playfully, looking at me. (Who are you? I stared in astonishment at this beautiful 18-year-old girl. Why would she do this?)

Her slender, delicate fingers wrapped around my penis, gently stroking it up and down. At this moment, I let out excited moans.

(In the following days, through chatting, I learned that the girl had a boyfriend (18 years old) whom she had been in love with for half a year. In the end, he broke up with her because he thought her family's financial situation was not good enough. That boyfriend spent a lot of money on her. Of course, Zhang Ziwei also loved that boy and gave him her body.

The boy taught her how to masturbate and perform oral sex on him, etc., so that she could serve that boyfriend very well.

Ironically, they had sex more than ten times, and Zhang Ziwei's hymen was not completely broken.) According to Zhang Ziwei, who laughed, the boy's penis was only as thick as my finger. I almost died laughing at that moment.

I could feel her hot breath hitting my glans. She opened her lips and took my penis in, carefully and slowly stroking it. Then she tried to lick the edge of my glans with her wet tongue, and then took my penis into her charming little mouth, swallowing and sucking it from time to time. The girl's small left hand vigorously stroked my penis up and down. She licked and teased the glans and urethral opening with her tongue, and then gently bit my glans with her teeth. Her right hand kept stroking and kneading my testicles.

"Oh...good...you little slut...you suck so well..." I hummed comfortably, gathered her long black hair up and grabbed it with one hand, and started to thrust my buttocks upward. Her head began to bob up and down incessantly, the large penis in her mouth swallowing and sliding in and out, the sucking sounds continuous. Zhang Ziwei was savoring the uniquely masculine flavor of my penis.

This was much more stimulating than masturbation. After dozens of thrusts, I couldn't control myself anymore. I hugged her tightly, my mouth desperately enveloping one of her nipples, sucking hard. That nipple immediately hardened, turning from pink to deep red. Then came the other nipple.

(Little girl, you want to play with me? Today I'll let you experience the feeling of ascending to heaven, I thought to myself with a lewd grin.)

My hand was already on her lower body, caressing her thick labia with my fingers, gently sliding my middle finger up and down between her labia, then pinching and kneading them with my thumb and middle finger. Because my hand was constantly moving inside, the stimulation filled the little girl's half-closed beautiful eyes with charm and shame. Her cheeks were already flushed.

I forcefully inserted two fingers into her vagina, all the way to the base of my fingers, and then hooked and played with them as I continued to hook and play with them. I could feel her swollen clitoris, my fingers were covered in her vaginal fluid, and she made happy moans from her nostrils, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." She struggled in shame, the little girl trying to clamp my hand between her thighs. Ignoring her resistance, I used my other hand to spread her plump buttocks. Her pink anus, like a small chrysanthemum, opened and closed and writhed. I inserted my middle finger into the girl's body. When it entered her anus, it was forcefully stretched open, a burning pain like fire.

The stimulation of two fingers in her vagina, combined with the explosive invasion of her anus, made the girl's facial features scrunch together. The intense stimulation made her beautiful breasts tremble incessantly. I continued to thrust one finger hard into her narrow opening. "Ah...ah..." The girl's soft breaths came continuously from her mouth, which was filled with my large penis. It was a kind of lewd pleasure that was too much to bear, a feeling of being on the verge of death, making her seem to be wavering between life and death.

My sadistic desires grew stronger, and I deliberately tormented her, constantly stimulating my genitals. The girl shook her flushed head incessantly, her beautiful face on the verge of tears, revealing a pleading expression.

Seeing this angelic beauty begging him like this was incredibly arousing, and my hands ravaged her body even more relentlessly.

"Ah...ouch..." My penis slipped out of her mouth with a "plop," and she cried out ecstatically, completely disregarding any womanly restraint.

"This is so embarrassing. You must agree to my request tomorrow, okay?" the girl said coquettishly, her eyes filled with tears.

I didn't answer. With one hand on her slender waist and the other adjusting the position of my penis, aligning the head with her vulva, I stroked her shapely thighs while rubbing my penis against her thick, red labia, making her pubic hair and inner thighs glisten with her juices. With a forceful thrust, I heard a "plop" as half my penis entered her wet, fleshy hole. My hard, hot penis slid into a very tight vagina. I slowly inserted it inch by inch, and when it was fully inside, I slowly withdrew, until my penis was covered in her juices, then I began to move my hips back and forth. My

thick, long penis pumped in and out of her vagina. The tender skin of her vaginal opening enveloped my penis, being pulled in and out with each movement. It was already filled with her juices; I enjoyed the comfort of her soft, elastic vagina. I pressed my face against her feet and slowly inhaled their warmth and moisture, but without any sweaty odor.

Zhang Ziwei's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes brimming with tears, her cherry lips trembling, emitting wanton screams. "Ugh...oh...ouch...ouch...ugh...ugh...ugh..." The muscles of her vagina gripped my penis tightly and evenly. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out repeatedly from the narrow crevice between her tender skin and my penis. "How is it? Feels good, right?"

Zhang Ziwei looked like she was about to cry. "Well... I don't know." "There's nothing to be ashamed of. It'll feel even better this way."

Suddenly, I thrust upwards forcefully, my large penis pumping in and out of her small vagina with great force, like a sudden storm, lightning and thunder, for over a hundred rounds. "Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..." she made lewd sounds.

"Ah!... Oh... Ouch... Ouch... Mmm..." The girl opened her full, small lips, and I met hers with my mouth, my tongue probing inside. There was much more room to move, and I thrust in and out without restraint. The girl made whimpering sounds, and her legs unconsciously wrapped around my waist.

Seeing the dazed look in her phoenix eyes, I knew she was enjoying it too. After all, a muscular man's penis is different, I thought.

Under my relentless assault, Zhang Ziwei's true nature as a little slut was finally awakened. I saw her face contorted in pain as he fucked her.

"Oh...ah..." Her face flushed crimson, she writhed excitedly, her slender hands gripping my forearm tightly, her round buttocks rising and falling with my movements. "Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." groans of pleasure escaped her cherry-like lips.

In this intense battle of sex, Zhang Ziwei felt the alternating attacks of pain and pleasure within her body, letting out panting moans from her throat. She tried to suppress her overwhelming emotions with reason, but her body wouldn't obey, and she quickly collapsed.

Her juices dripped from her vagina, flowing down my penis and onto my scrotum. My movements became larger and more intense; her face flushed as if she were drunk, her expression extremely excited, Zhang Ziwei's beautiful face contorted. At that moment, I felt she was at her most beautiful.

About ten minutes later, she screamed shrilly, breathing rapidly, her round buttocks swaying violently, her hands gripping my buttocks tightly, urging me to increase the speed and force of my thrusts.

I sensed she had reached her climax; her nipples, stimulated, were erect and purplish-red. Her legs convulsed uncontrollably, her buttocks thrusting upwards. A torrent of fluid gushed from her vagina, and I felt the scalding nectar quickly soak her entire inner thighs.

I felt my glans growing hotter and hotter, and my scrotum began to contract violently; I knew my climax was near. The pleasure of entering and exiting Zhang Ziwei's juicy vagina was truly irresistible.

I finally couldn't hold back any longer. After a dozen or so rapid thrusts, I shoved my penis into her vagina, releasing all my hot, thick semen deep into her uterus. Zhang Ziwei suddenly let out a muffled groan, her buttocks arching upwards before she froze, her toes dangling in mid-air and bending inwards. Her curvaceous body trembled mechanically as she reached an intense orgasm. "Knock...knock...Doctor, open the door quickly!!! My mom's here." Zhang Lihang and his mother were standing at the door.

"Ah?! My mom's here." Panicked, Zhang Ziwei grabbed a white sheet and covered her naked body. Her cheeks were flushed as if she were drunk after her orgasm, and she was breathing rapidly.

(Damn it! I almost developed a penis-shrinking technique from the shock!) I quickly put on my pants.

After hastily cleaning up the mess, I rushed out of the ward like a firefighter, across the corridor, and opened the front door. I froze, my eyes wide with lust. A beautiful young woman in her forties, who looked remarkably like Hong Kong actress Angie Chiu, and Zhang Lihang stood at the doorway.

"Hello, are you Dr. Wu? Thank you for taking care of my Wei'er," Zhang Ziwei's mother said gently with a charming smile.

"Oh? Ah, you're welcome, please come in," I replied awkwardly.

I'm usually quite picky when it comes to women, but Song Jia (Zhang Ziwei's mother)'s beauty was hard for me to find fault with. She was about 1.63 meters tall, slender yet full-figured; her fair and delicate skin was as smooth as jade; she had an oval face, a high nose, and beneath her slender eyebrows, a pair of clear eyes as bright as autumn water, smiling even when not smiling. She possessed a noble air, gentle and quiet demeanor, and the exquisite charm of an Eastern beauty. She looked remarkably like Zhao Yazhi.

Her long, jet-black hair was styled in a high bun, her ample breasts swayed with her movements, and her tall figure was accentuated by a white silk blouse and a tight black mini-skirt. Her long legs were encased in white stockings and black high-heeled sandals. The charm of a mature woman was undeniable. (No wonder she was a renowned actress in the county's opera troupe; women in the arts certainly have impeccable taste and elegant demeanor.)

"Mom! I've been waiting for you! I missed you so much!..." Zhang Ziwei sobbed, her voice filled with grievance.

Song Jia's mother's eyes were filled with tears as she gently comforted her, "Wei'er, good child, don't cry. Mom missed you too... I took seven days off to come and take care of you."...

I stood there, at a loss. Sensibly, I went to the office next door, lay down on the bed, and closed my eyes to rest.

About an hour later, at 9 pm, the door opened, and Song Jia's mother came in carrying a large bag of fruit, placing it on my desk. She thanked me again and inquired about Zhang Ziwei's condition, especially the cost.

When I told her it would be about 5800 yuan, a hint of sadness appeared on her gentle and quiet face. And he told me not to tell Zhang Ziwei, so the little girl could focus on her recovery…

“Mom! Come out here for a second. Wei’er wants you to wash her clothes.” Zhang Lihang said lazily, standing at the door.

“Okay. I’m coming. Dr. Wu, you’ve had a long day, get some rest.” Song Jia’s mother said.

“Okay, I’m really sleepy. I won’t have an IV tonight, you guys take care of Wei’er. Call me if you need anything.”

I saw Song Jia off, turned off the light, and lay back down on the bed.

But I couldn’t fall asleep, tossing and turning like a pancake on a hot pan. The charming, beautiful young woman’s image kept appearing in my mind.

(Damn it, Song Jia's mom, you're making me drool! Can't I do it, but can't I at least watch?) Thinking this, I quietly put on my shoes, got out of bed, gently opened the door, and then closed it again.

The sound of running water and a basin hitting the concrete floor came from the washroom. I tiptoed to the medical equipment room next to the washroom, gently opened the door with the key, and slipped inside.

There used to be a small ventilation window in the wall adjacent to the medical equipment room and the washroom, but it had been boarded up.

Because I wanted to peep at some female patients washing themselves in the washroom (with the door closed and the curtains drawn), I deliberately made a small hole in the board, just enough to see the 12-square-meter washroom clearly. The effect was remarkable.

I pressed myself against the wall, peering through a small hole. My breath caught in my throat; the sight inside astonished me…

Song Jia was washing clothes by the sink, wearing a tight black mini-skirt that fell above her knees, revealing her two long, slender, fair legs. Her

semi-transparent, snow-white gauze shirt was plunging low, exposing a large expanse of her fair, delicate skin and a hint of cleavage, while her white, lace bra was barely visible. The alluring figure of this mature forty-year-old woman made my mouth dry. That little rascal Zhang Lihang dared to put his arm around his mother's waist, kiss her fair neck, and whisper something in her ear.

(The bathroom door was closed, and the curtains were drawn tightly. Pretty professional, kid.)

"No! Let go, Xiaohang, don't do this, this isn't home..." Song Jia said resolutely, her dignified and beautiful face resolute.

"But you promised me on the phone last time, didn't you? It's been two months. I always miss you... I want you, you know? I've been enduring it all, I'm in so much pain, Mom!" Xiaohang, 178cm tall and weighing 110 pounds, with a thin face, lamented.

"Good boy, but... we are mother and son after all. Before... we might have been wrong. Now that your little sister is so sick, I won't..." Song Jia said sadly.

"Then let me touch her, okay?" Xiaohang still wouldn't give up.

"Okay, little man, scratch my feet, I think there are mosquitoes here?" Song Jia scrubbed her clothes vigorously. (There are no mosquitoes here, but there's a pervert. I thought to myself.)

After Xiao Hang bent down and took off one of her high-heeled shoes, I saw that she was still wearing white, semi-transparent stockings. Her feet were undoubtedly beautiful, fair and delicate, with neatly arranged toes.

After scratching Song Jia's mother's feet, he put her slightly fragrant white stockinged feet into his mouth and sucked on her toes. The faint smell of her feet was increasingly pleasurable. He gently rubbed his cheek against the arch of her feet. The smooth, silky feeling was simply wonderful!

Then his hands roamed over her long, shapely legs clad in stockings. The sensation through the stockings was more exciting than direct touch. The stockings clung tightly to her long, shapely legs, gleaming under the light…

Xiao Hang stood up, positioned himself behind his mother, and reached forward to unbutton Song Jia's shirt one button at a time. He then pulled and released the lace bra hook, revealing a pair of trembling, white breasts.

Full and high, their size was just right to fit in his palm, delicately sculpted, smooth and smooth. Xiao Hang grasped one of his mother's breasts in each hand and began to knead them vigorously. The breasts were soft and full, supple yet firm. He pinched and twisted the small, slightly upturned nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

Song Jia was startled. Turning to look at her son, her breath quickened. "Xiao Hang, let go...don't do this..." A blush rose to her cheeks. Seeing his scheme succeed, Xiao Hang slid his left hand down her waist and hips, his fingers lifting the hem of her skirt and pulling her panties down to her knees, his fingers exploring the area around her anus.

He kneaded and squeezed Song Jia's round, plump buttocks from side to side, stretching forward between her tightly clenched buttocks to explore her wet, fleshy cleft. His right hand still held her plump mons pubis, three fingers caressing the tender flesh of her labia. Her juices flowed freely, her pubic hair soaked and muddy. Although their hands didn't meet, they pressed firmly against her mons pubis and anus, his index and middle fingers deeply embedded in the slippery cleft, as if he were lifting her entire body.

"No... Xiao Hang, don't do this, someone will come. I..." Song Jia said anxiously, constantly shaking her buttocks to avoid her son's hands. But Xiao Hang wouldn't let go.

"No one will come. Mom, they're all asleep. The door is locked, and the curtains are drawn tight. Who would think we're doing something like this?"

Xiao Hang kissed his mother's cheek, bit her earlobe, and breathlessly whispered in her ear, "Mom, I really want you. How about we try something new and exciting today?" His mother's body trembled slightly. Her bright, clear eyes widened instantly; she simply couldn't believe her eyes and ears.

Song Jia sighed deeply and said in an almost inaudible voice, "...Alright then, this little man will satisfy you this once... Hurry up..."

"Good Mom. You're so good to me! Shall we play standing up?" he said, biting her round earlobe.

Song Jia smiled radiantly, raising her delicate little nose and saying, "Are you sure you can do it? You little rascal, how did you learn?"

(He can't? I can!) I answered in my heart.

"Watch me!" Xiao Hang took off his vest, pants, and underwear. His penis was swollen, hot, and hard, like an 18cm long iron rod, protruding between his thighs. I could hardly believe it. Xiao Hang, 178cm tall, weighing 110 pounds, with delicate features and a slender build, had such a long penis. Xiao Hang pressed his index finger against his mother's labia, slowly rubbing it back and forth.

"Ah...ah...ah..." She trembled all over, her tense body softening again, succumbing to Xiao Hang's caresses.

Song Jia stood before her son like a statue. Her eyes were hazy, her shirt parted at the sides, her bra straps still hanging from her arms, the bra cups fallen to either side of her breasts; her short skirt was pulled up to her waist, her lace panties slipped down to her ankles, her two snow-white thighs alluringly covered by pure white stockings and black women's high-heeled sandals. A thick, dark, glossy tuft of soft pubic hair clung to her thighs; her delicate labia were everted, and her sacred cleft was wet and tight. Truly flawless!

Her proportions were like a statue.

(Having witnessed this obscene scene—a charming young woman, half-naked, standing awaiting her son's defilement—my penis was already painfully hard, bulging high in my crotch.)

Song Jia's body was already highly aroused. Her nipples were erect, and her vulva was overflowing with fluid. Panting, she pleaded, "Ah...don't use your hands, come in quickly..."

Song Jia guided Xiao Hang's large penis to her vaginal opening with her hands. His lower abdomen pressed against it, and the head of his penis bumped around at her vaginal opening, but he still couldn't find the right spot.

(Idiot!! I believe I wouldn't be in this situation where I can't find the vaginal opening.)

Her vagina, not receiving his large penis, also bumped against him with her vaginal opening. The collision of her vaginal flesh with his glans was actually quite fun! The chaos at that time was really hilarious. But she was, after all, an experienced young woman. She immediately brought the penis to the very entrance of her vagina, and she used both hands to spread her labia minora apart. When Xiao Hang's glans touched the wet and warm vaginal opening, he couldn't resist! He yelled, "I'll fuck you!"

With a thrust of his hips, he aimed at the small hole and forcefully inserted himself.

"Mmm..." Song Jia let out a soft moan. Her face slightly flushed, she turned to the side, slowly exhaling, her beautiful eyes shyly closed.

Wow! It was so wet and tight.

Song Jia was in her late twenties and had two children. Although her wet vagina wasn't as tight as a young girl's, it still bound Xiao Hang's penis tightly, without any gaps.

Xiao Hang couldn't care less about anything else. He held his mother's buttocks with his hands, inserting his penis into her vagina at a 45-degree angle. He began to thrust forcefully, pushing his penis deep into her vagina until it was completely inside, reaching the very depths of her tender opening. After exploring the depths of her vagina, he began to thrust relentlessly.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." came wanton moans from her cherry-like mouth.

Song Jia looked around anxiously with her bright, autumn-water-like eyes while responding to her son's increasingly rapid movements with her buttocks. She deftly lifted one leg high, placing her foot on the thick water pipe beside the pool (a considerable distance from the ground, a truly difficult move).

Her hands gripped his forearm tightly, her round buttocks rising and falling in rhythm with his movements. She frowned, biting her lip, desperately trying to suppress a sound. Her face was flushed crimson, long, beautiful lines radiating from her trembling, snow-white breasts.

"Mom, my classmates all say you look like the Hong Kong movie star—Zhao Yazhi. Actually, you're much more beautiful and lewd than her. Many boys use you as a masturbation object… I've given them your underwear, socks…"

Xiao Hang, his blood boiling, continued raping his mother. He deliberately used vulgar language to humiliate her self-esteem.

"Ah?... Xiao Hang, you naughty boy..." Song Jia couldn't wait to pinch her son's face.

He immediately thrust in quickly and deeply, making her unable to help but moan first, forgetting to hit him. "Ugh... Oh... Ouch... Ouch... Ugh... You naughty boy... Ah..."

One of her legs went weak, and she involuntarily leaned on her son's shoulder. Because of this new position and forbidden pleasure, Xiao Hang's penis went in all the way every time! He thrust straight into her labia, like a pile driver, hitting her G-spot with a "thump! thump! thump! thump!"...

"Ah...ah...ah ah...son...ah...ah...so...so hard...so..."

Song Jia hugged Xiao Hang's neck, rubbing her large, soft, and full breasts against his chest, and then covering his mouth with her sexy, wet lips. The two kissed passionately. She kept moaning, sounding like a kitten in heat.

Song Jia's vaginal fluids increased, and Xiao Hang's penis was completely covered! He breathed hot air, desperately trying to hold back, wanting to enjoy this forbidden pleasure a little longer, grabbing her two plump buttocks, gritting his teeth, and thrusting in and out eighty more times.

"Ah...ah...ah ah...son...ah...ah..."

"Smack!" Xiao Hang slapped her right buttock first, "Smack!" then her left. Beautiful, snow-white buttocks were marked with a series of interlaced, five-finger-shaped red marks!

"Mom, do you think I'm good enough? Huh?...Tell me! Are you good enough?" The son grinned wickedly. ...

"Sigh...why ask so many questions? You're so amazing. Even your dead father wasn't as good as you."

Song Jia blushed and admitted, she had never been fucked to the point of losing her senses before.

"There's so much water flowing down there, it's so embarrassing." Song Jia felt her buttocks were all wet.

At this point, they had completely forgotten about morality. She eagerly savored this rare pleasure, her body responding to each of her son's thrusts, his relentless impact pounding against the slippery ground between her legs.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore. Good son, let's change positions, one leg is getting tired."

(I thought to myself: Kid, fuck your mother well, enjoy this beautiful young woman! Don't let my good intentions go to waste!)

Xiao Hang sat on the stool, letting his mother straddle his lap. Song Jia straightened his penis, pressing it against her labia, and then slowly sat down. She wrapped her arms around the back of his head, her large, white breasts rubbing against his face. Xiao Hang gripped her slender waist tightly, moving his mother's body up and down so that her vagina could vertically thrust into his penis.

"...Ah...ah...this...this is good...very good...ah ah...ah...ah ah..."

His mother twisted her body, enjoying the pleasure of being fucked while seated, occasionally letting out moans that were melodious.

Xiao Hang became even more excited. The mother's body trembled with each impact, causing her large, white breasts to bounce up and down. Xiao Hang cupped her breasts in his hands, kneading and rubbing her nipples, making her feel incredibly itchy and aroused. Her nipples grew large, red, and hard.

The mother repeatedly thrust her snowy buttocks forward to meet his thrusts, wanting deeper penetration. The walls of her vagina tightly gripped his large penis, moving back and forth...

Gradually, Xiao Hang felt his penis being squeezed tighter and tighter by her labia and vaginal walls. Her vagina was convulsing, and his penis felt like it was being sucked hard by a small mouth. Hot, sticky love fluid kept flowing from their point of contact, dripping down his thighs. Clearly, she had an orgasm.

"Mom, did you have an orgasm?! It feels so good! You like having sex with me, right? I want to do it to you again tomorrow,"

Xiao Hang said triumphantly.

"...Xiao Hang...hmm...okay...don't...torture...Mom...I like being with you...hmm...ah..." Her moans became more and more alluring.

Her alluring moans further aroused Xiaohang, and he thrust his lower body wildly, lifting his mother off him. I saw his glans and testicles slowly being tightly enveloped by her wet, hot labia.

She let out a satisfied moan, "Oh...so good..." The two of them were completely lost in their lovemaking.

"Ah...Xiaohang...ah..." His mother's long, black hair cascaded down her snow-white back, her face flushed like a ripe apple, and she kept shaking her head and moaning. Her back glistened with tiny specks of sweat.

After another 10 minutes of fighting, Xiao Hang, while caressing his mother's thighs clad in those white, floral-patterned stockings, began a long, drawn-out assault, pulling his entire penis out and then thrusting it back in. His slender, muscular son, glistening with sweat, tensed all his muscles, biting his lip, almost slamming into his mother's buttocks every second!

The long-secluded, virtuous woman, Song Jia, couldn't withstand such stimulation and torment. She only made her moan like a dog in heat. The more dignified and graceful she was, the more captivating her alluring demeanor became during the height of her passion.

Her face flushed red, she nestled against her son's chest, panting, her tongue slightly protruding. Her lower body trembled, her vaginal walls convulsed, her whole body burning hot, the ignited desire leaving her weak and powerless. "Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

"..."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Xiao Hang held his mother's buttocks, stroking them and encouraging her to quicken her movements. His mother's wet vagina gripped his large penis tightly, each thrust creating a powerful impact. His mother screamed, her buttocks swaying wildly, forcing Xiao Hang to hold her firmly to prevent his penis from slipping out.

Xiao Hang's thrusts grew increasingly violent, penetrating his penis deep into his mother's body. Her two snow-white breasts bounced wildly up and down. His penis, which had once satisfied his mother, was now even more vigorous, moving freely in and out of her tight, juicy vagina, leaving her breathless.

"Oh, ah... oh my god... you're killing Mom... son..." Her face flushed red as if she were drunk, her expression extremely excited.

"Ah--, ah--, ah--, ah--, ah--,..." Her orgasm came again, her movements becoming larger and more intense, her vagina convulsing. She grabbed her son's shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh. She cried out as if in a trance, her vagina gripping his glans tightly. The son felt a surge of heat rush to his glans.

This stimulation sent the mother into a frenzy, as if she were floating in the universe, her body completely out of her control, only feeling her vaginal fluids gushing out continuously.

"Ah...son...I'm sorry...ah...I can't hold back...ah...I can't take it anymore...I've come again...ah..."

Song Jia's blushing beauty was slightly parted, her eyes half-closed as she panted softly, her round buttocks heaving, her mouth constantly uttering wanton moans.

Gradually, Xiao Hang felt a tightening in his testicles, his whole body trembled, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He knew he was about to climax. Xiao Hang whispered, "Mom, I'm coming," breathing heavily.

His mother gazed tenderly at her son's flushed face, basking in ecstasy, gently wiping away the large beads of sweat.

"Hmm! You can ejaculate inside today!" she whispered in his ear.

"Mom, aren't you afraid something might happen...?" the son gasped.

(Don't ejaculate outside, ejaculate inside Mom's vagina, get her pregnant, let her give birth to your incestuous child.) I thought.

"Silly child, Mommy is two months pregnant. It's yours!"

Xiao Hang couldn't help but cry out in surprise, "Mommy! No! You..."

Hot semen gushed out like a flood, shooting straight into his mother's uterus, gushing repeatedly before stopping. His mother's body shuddered, a warm flow surging out; she had clearly reached another orgasm. Her legs convulsed uncontrollably, her buttocks thrusting forward.

"Ugh...ah...good..." His mother writhed wantonly, her words incoherent. Then, she collapsed onto her son's shoulder as if dead.

After a while, his mother's round buttocks lifted, and his penis slid out of her vagina with a "plop." His mother stood up, her hand resting on his thigh, feeling his semen trickle down her leg and onto her palm.

Her eyes gleamed with barely suppressed lust, and she grinned at her son, "Oh, Xiao Hang, that was truly exciting sex! Do you remember two months ago, in the bushes by the Willow River, when you did it to me? That's when you got me pregnant." Xiao Hang

reached an intense climax. He felt as if he were in a little Eden with only his mother, surrounded by rosy clouds.

"The bushes by the Willow River. No!...No!!..." Scenes from a movie flashed through his mind—not two months ago, but two years ago.

(I) In the woods of Liulin River in his hometown, a mother dressed in mourning clothes led Xiao Hang and encountered three thugs.

(II) "Please! Don't hit him! You're killing him! Please!" the mother cried and pleaded for him, and then she was forcibly dragged into the dense forest by the three thugs.

(III) His face covered in blood, he crawled forward with difficulty for a long distance. He heard his mother's struggles and cries, and the lewd laughter of the three thugs.

(IV) The mother, dressed in white mourning clothes, was pressed down on the grass by two men. One of the thugs pulled down her pants and was on top of her, forcefully raping her. He watched in agony as his mother's snow-white thighs struggled, her two beautiful feet kicking wildly at the ground.

(V) When the second hooligan straddled his mother's snow-white buttocks and pounded into her, a muffled moan escaped her lips.

(Thank God, I think my son really did have sex with the mother who loves him most, and she's already pregnant.)

For three days after peeping at Song Jia and her son's incestuous affair, Zhang Ziwei had been cared for by Song Jia's mother.

He wasn't even given a chance to whisper sweet nothings, let alone have an affair with her; my heart started itching again.

That morning, I left the clinic to run some errands nearby and was on my way back when I suddenly heard a warm greeting, "Brother Wu, hello!"

I turned around and saw Zhang Ziwei and two of her female classmates calling out to me, laughing and joking. They were taking Ziwei for a walk outdoors. She's young after all; she's recovered so quickly.

"Brother Wu, my mom has to go back to the county town today and won't be back until tomorrow. I've made plans with some of my best friends to go to the dance hall tonight. Want to come too?"

Ziwei's beautiful face was all smiles, and her dimples were clearly visible. Any man would be captivated by her; she was very alluring.

"What is it, little sister?" I asked, my mind a jumble of confusion and unease.

"Today is Ziwei's 18th birthday! We want to celebrate with our little princess. Brother Wu, where do you suggest we go?"

"How about my friend's newly opened 'Heaven and Earth Heroes Disco'? It's on me, 8 pm." This is clearly a trap to rip me off!

"Great!!! Brother Wu is treating. Heaven and Earth Heroes Disco! That's pretty high-class!" The girls were overjoyed.

Eighteen is a beautiful age, and Ziwei, at eighteen, is exceptionally beautiful and charming. Her figure, no exaggeration, surpasses that of movie stars.

Tall and slender at 1.66 meters, with long, flowing black hair, an oval face, and large, watery eyes beneath delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, she possessed a pair of full, perky breasts that swayed slightly with her walk. A high nose bridge and cherry-red lips completed her alluring charm.

Song Jia's mother, like a caring old woman, tenderly settled Ziwei. Her touching maternal love and virtuous wifely demeanor were utterly incongruous with Song Jia's incestuous relationship with her son that night. Song Jia not acting in movies is a misfortune for the film industry, but a great fortune for actors!

8 PM. As the cheerful finale of A-mei's hit song "Tonight There's a Storm" played, I was wearing a pure black silk shirt, white suspender trousers, and shiny high-end leather shoes. Leading Ziwei and her six classmates, both boys and girls, into the lounge area of the "Heaven and Earth Grandeur Disco," the disco was already blasting music. The dance floor was filled with men and women in colorful clothes, dancing wildly...

The students from the provincial drama school were incredibly excited, their eyes dazzled by the spectacle, and several of the girls screamed with joy.

The coffee table was piled high with alcoholic beverages, fruit platters, and a cream cake topped with 18 lit red candles.

Amidst the booming birthday wishes, Ziwei clutched a pile of beautifully wrapped gifts.

"Today is my 18th birthday! I've never had such a wonderful birthday before. This beautiful day will forever remain in my memory. Thank you everyone..." Ziwei said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Happy birthday, Ziwei! I'll grant your request. This is a little gift for you. Let's keep in touch."

A beautifully wrapped little gift box was shoved into her hand.

"Let's go dancing!" I jumped onto the dance floor, my 1.8-meter frame waving my arms, snapping my fingers, and swaying my hips, leading Ziwei's classmates off to dance...

Only Ziwei remained on the sofa, her snow-white, alluring neck adorned with the gift I gave her—a tiny, sky-blue cell phone...

That joyous night, I felt as if I had returned to my passionate college days, embracing handsome men and beautiful women, drinking large glasses of beer (at least 22 Tsingtao beer bottles were left on the carpet). We told school jokes without restraint…

Ziwei would occasionally cover her flushed face, her thin shoulders trembling uncontrollably. She flashed a bright, innocent smile, and said in a childlike, coquettish tone, “…Giggle…Ugh…How annoying. Stop it, my stomach hurts from laughing…Giggle…”

Around 10 o’clock, my best friend –

Boss Ding of “Heaven and Earth Passion Disco” – presented Ziwei with a large bouquet of flowers and a glass of alcoholic beverage, “Black and White Angel.”

As a lewd Western song played, the lights dimmed, and then pairs of young men and women came out to dance intimately. They were face-to-face, the boys holding the girls' backs, their breasts pressed tightly against the boys', their lower bodies also pressed together, the boys holding the girls' waists, and moving up and down and side to side. This is just like the act of making love.

"Let's learn too." Handsome men embraced beautiful women and danced intimately in pairs. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, I grabbed Ziwei and pulled her into my arms, grasping one of her soft, full breasts and kneading it roughly.

She was startled, her breathing became rapid, and her face turned red instantly. "Brother Wu,...no...let go!...Look at all these classmates..."

I kissed her cheek, bit her earlobe, and breathlessly whispered in her ear, "Ziwei, my dream girl...I really want to do you now, let's go to the restroom..." Her bright, clear eyes widened instantly, and her body trembled slightly.

My hand was already inside her white skirt, caressing her labia through her pantyhose and underwear with my fingers. I gently slid my middle finger up and down between her labia, then pinched and rubbed them with my thumb and middle finger. My hand moved incessantly inside, stimulating the girl's beautiful eyes, which were filled with shame. Her cheeks were already flushed.

As my hand continued to play with her, I could feel her swollen clitoris. She struggled in shame, her thighs clamping my hand between them, and she made happy moans from her nostrils, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

I didn't stop pressing and massaging. Ziwei couldn't take it anymore. She hurriedly grabbed my hand and pleaded, "Oh...please have mercy...I can't take it anymore...don't touch me there...I need to go to the bathroom."

While Ziwei was in the bathroom, I asked Boss Ding for the key to his office. When the girl returned, I pulled her upstairs to the office without letting her explain.

This time, Ziwei didn't struggle. We were like long-lost lovers. I covered her sexy, moist lips with my own.

We kissed passionately. The girl opened her full, small lips, and I slipped my tongue into her mouth, swirling it around with hers. I caressed and rubbed her without restraint. The little girl made soft, whimpering sounds, like a kitten in heat.

Her small, white hands slowly unzipped my pants, and with her fingers gently pulled out my penis, caressing its limp shaft and playing with the limp glans. Soon, she felt it harden, lengthen, and heat up, thumping loudly. The little girl tilted her head to look. The surface of my penis was covered in bulging veins, the glans swollen and glowing purplish-red. It looked like a 20cm-long iron rod, protruding between her thighs.

"Wow. That's scary, even more powerful than last time. My hands can barely hold this suddenly enlarged thing,"

she murmured softly. She was genuinely intimidated by this. Like a vicious rapist, I ripped off the girl's yellow t-shirt, white skirt, and bra, throwing them at my feet.

"Don't strip me naked! There's glass on the door; I'll be so embarrassed if someone sees us!" the girl cried out in panic.

"So what if they see us? Those who haven't seen us before can enjoy the novelty, and those who have can compare sizes. Oh? Where are your panties???"

Ziwei's bare, alluring white buttocks were exposed, clad in flesh-colored stockings and white women's high-heeled sandals.

The stockings were of excellent quality, clinging tightly to her long, shapely legs, gleaming with a luxurious sheen under the light…

“Here! I just took them off in the bathroom.” She playfully stuck out her tongue. She pulled out a pair of white panties with damp spots from her small purse.

“So shiny and lustrous.” I exclaimed in admiration.

Through the sheer stockings, I could see a thick, dark, glossy tuft of soft pubic hair between her thighs, her delicate labia turned everted, and her sacred cleft moist and tight. Absolutely flawless! Her proportions were like a statue.

I witnessed this obscene scene: a beautiful young woman, completely naked, standing there awaiting my defilement. My penis, already painfully hard, stood erect. I caressed her beautiful breasts, pinching her firm, crimson nipples…

Her primal desires were aroused, her breathing quickened, and her shapely, long legs parted. She

began to moan; her genitals were wet and slippery…

So my hands found a thin strap around her waist—the top of her pantyhose. I grabbed her socks and pulled them down to her knees. I pushed Ziwei onto the table, then knelt down, lifting her thighs high above my shoulders. My tongue probed into her wet, glistening triangle, taking turns sucking on her thick, juicy labia. Then I inserted my tongue into the lower part of her love crevice, licking upwards to her clitoris, elegantly licking it, inhaling the faint, lovely scent emanating from Ziwei's honeypot…

Her thighs trembled involuntarily… "Mmm… mmm…" she moaned unconsciously, limply lying there, letting me do as I pleased on her skin… her thighs swaying uncontrollably. Clearly, a small, bean-like thing was slowly bulging out above the fleshy opening.

I knelt at Ziwei's feet, took off her high heels, and massaged her feet while saying, "Your feet are so beautiful. Fair and delicate, with neatly arranged toes. I love them." I couldn't help but lick Ziwei's beautiful, white toes, and she moaned softly. I

sucked on her toes clad in stockings, savoring the faint scent of her feet, and gently rubbed her arches with my hands. The smooth, silky feel was simply wonderful! Then my hands wandered over her long, shapely thighs clad in stockings; the sensation through the stockings was even more exciting than touching her skin directly.

I positioned the head of my penis against her vulva, rubbing it against her rosy labia, making her pubic hair and inner thighs wet with her juices.

I commanded her, "Ziwei, put my cock in, do you hear me!"

She obediently lifted her buttocks, holding my hot, hard cock, and I thrust in forcefully. With a "plop," half of my cock entered her wet, fleshy hole. I immediately felt an unprecedented softness and warmth.

She groaned, a painful moan: "Ah... yours is too big! Be gentle!" She quickly grabbed the table with both hands.

Although she didn't feel pain, she just looked at me with fear. The head of my penis pushed in, my hard, hot cock being forced into a very tight vagina. Everywhere was moistened by her juices.

Once fully inserted, I slowly withdrew, and only then did her buttocks begin to move back and forth.

I pushed Ziwei down onto the table, then knelt down, raising her thighs high above my shoulders. My tongue probed into her wet, glistening triangle, taking turns sucking on her two plump, juicy labia. Then I inserted my tongue into the lower part of her love crevice, licking upwards to her clitoris, elegantly licking it, inhaling the faint, lovely scent emanating from Ziwei's honeypot…

“Ah…no…ah ah…ah ah…” The girl immediately let out a wanton sob.

“Don’t be embarrassed. Haven’t you already done it with me once?” I leered.

Ziwei bent her two long, slender legs clad in stockings forcefully. Unaware of the

force of her thrusts, she swayed her sexy hips in rhythm with the vigorous assault. Her face flushed crimson, she writhed excitedly, moaning softly from her cherry-like lips, "Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." The swollen penis plunged even deeper into her vagina. In that instant, I felt the tip of my penis reach her cervix. "...No...ahh...so hard...I...can't...take...it...Brother Wu!...Ouch..." she cried out passionately, completely disregarding any womanly restraint. Her already flushed face turned even more like a ripe tomato.

I thrust in and out with all my might, her labia majora opening and closing with each stroke of my penis, her vaginal fluids slowly trickling down her thighs. I saw her beautiful, curvaceous body and the sight of my penis inside her anus. I felt beads of sweat forming on my back.

I decided to finish quickly, to satisfy her, to completely conquer her in a short time. I pulled my penis out until only the glans remained inside, then thrust it in all the way in at once. This method was a powerful, rapid thrusting, pumping all the way in each time. She was practically going crazy; her beautiful hair was scattered all over her face from the violent shaking, and her hands were grabbing the papers on the table in a mess. With each thrust, she cried out, "Ah...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...good..."

"Ah...ah...uh..." Her lewd moans made me want to ejaculate, so I quickly covered her mouth with mine to stop her from making a sound. After countless thrusts, Ziwei let out a groan, her whole body trembling.

She couldn't help but let out a passionate cry: "Uh...ah...ah...Brother Wu...oh...I...I...can't...take...it...Brother Wu!...Ouch..." And so she reached her first orgasm. Her breathing was rapid, her chest heaving, and her snow-white buttocks swaying.

Her vagina was full of vaginal fluid, and my still-throbbing penis moved in sync with her movements, making "gurgling" sounds. Ziwei kept looking around, urging me to hurry up, while telling me—she had already orgasmed!

"The police are here!!! Arrest the homeless!!...Arrest the homeless!" A man yelled at the door, kicking it.

"Ah?!...The police are here...My clothes??... " In a panic, Zhang Ziwei grabbed a t-shirt and covered her naked body. Her cheeks were flushed as if she were drunk after the orgasm, and she was breathing heavily.

Damn it! I almost developed a vaginal contraction technique from the shock. I quickly put on my pants.

I opened the door, went out for a walk, and then came back in. "No police??? Damn it! Where are the police???"

Ziwei squatted on the ground, clutching her flat stomach, her smooth, white shoulders trembling uncontrollably, laughing like a child, "...Haha...Mom...Ugh...Stop it. My stomach hurts from laughing...Hehe...! Where are the police??? It's just a drunk peeping..."

"Ah???...A drunk peeping...Why didn't you say so sooner? I'll teach you a lesson!!"

I pounced on her.

"Help!...Haha...Mom...Spare me...Ah!...Help!...Catch the rapist...The police are here!!!"

"...Haha...Spare me...Let's change positions, my legs are tired from standing...I can't take it anymore."

Ziwei laughed sweetly and charmingly, softly saying, "Brother Wu, you'll definitely grant my request, right? Ah?" Her words were tender and gentle, like a willful girl playfully pestering her kind lover. That kind of charming girlishness was both endearing and arousing a desire to conquer.

"Pick up the clothes on the ground and climb onto the edge of the table," I commanded her.

She obediently squatted down to pick up the clothes, her round and perky buttocks sticking up, displaying an alluring curve, seemingly calling for my token to be inserted, to release my passion and lust together.

Her pantyhose between her thighs was soaked with her vaginal fluids, and there was a hole in the middle where my big cock had pushed it through. It was a truly embarrassing sight.

The sight made my blood boil, and my penis became even harder.

Ziwei glared at me shyly and reproachfully, saying coquettishly, "Ugh, what are you looking at? It's all your doing! You bad boy."

I was extremely smug: "Even though you're powerful, I'll still play with you to my heart's content. You won't have a peaceful day anymore! I'll kiss you and rape you day and night! Haha..." I made her lie face down on the edge of the desk. I gently patted her right leg, and she provocatively and lightly raised her right leg, tracing a slightly exaggerated arc in the air before slowly placing it on the edge of the desk.

This position made her private parts even more clearly exposed, and the originally tightly closed petals were slightly parted. I thrust my lower body forward and mercilessly plunged my thick penis deep into her flower path.

"Ah—" Ziwei's soft cry was tinged with pain, her beautiful face contorted slightly. I manipulated my thick, hard penis, thrusting wildly, each stroke penetrating as deeply as possible into her body. Wave after wave of attacks.

"How is it? Comfortable? Enjoyable?" I asked harshly. Watching her jade-like body writhe beneath me, a surge of immense pleasure rose within me.

"No...no...ahhhhh...so good..." she cried out incessantly. Her entire body was drenched in fragrant sweat, her small hands gripping the edge of the desk tightly.

I gripped her two plump buttocks tightly, thrusting forcefully... With each thrust of my lower body, her upper body swayed wildly from the impact...

"Slap, slap, slap, slap." The sounds of flesh colliding rose and fell.

Ziwei reacted even more intensely, already incoherent from the penetration: "Ah...ah...so...so good...ah...I'm going to die...so good...don't stop...ah...so good...ah..." I never imagined her quiet exterior could be so wanton.

Amidst Ziwei's confused and passionate moans and gasps, she reached another climax... Her

round buttocks slapped against the floor with a loud 'slap,' her two soft breasts swaying violently back and forth with each thrust, accompanied by the 'plop' sounds of penetration and her constant moans, further arousing my central nervous system. "Oh, I'm going to cum!" I roared, thrusting my penis deep into Ziwei's body, hot semen beginning to spray into her, causing Ziwei to tremble again.

All night, Ziwei and I made love, twice more, until we were both exhausted.

At midnight, the distant streetlights flickered like a few stars on the distant horizon. In this secluded place, rarely visited, under the cover of darkness, Ziwei and I quietly returned to the clinic entrance…

“Zhang Ziwei! You little devil! You troublemaker! Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you all night!”

Zhang Lihang roared as he charged at us.

The sky gradually darkened, and many houses had already turned on their lights. The little girl’s ward was quiet. She only had three IV drips a day. With half an hour left before the drip finished, the door to the ward was pushed open. –– Song Jia returned, travel-worn, carrying a large bag of luggage. ? "She just fell asleep for a while, and Lihang went back to school."

"Thank you for taking care of Wei'er. Dr. Wu... I want to ask you something... Could you... come out for a moment?"

We walked down the corridor to my office. "...Dr. Wu, I want to have an abortion here, is that alright?"

"Wh...what? You want an abortion? I...did I hear that right?!" Song Jia pulled out a stack of lab reports and anxiously explained the situation: her boyfriend's child was over two months along, and it was an ectopic pregnancy. The doctor said she had to have an abortion and stay in the hospital for seven days.

She didn't want to have it done at a big hospital, afraid of running into acquaintances. What would she do if her family or friends found out?

In addition, to pay for her two children's tuition and future living expenses, she taught at a theater in San Francisco as part of the Chinese community. Her annual salary was $8,000. If possible, she wouldn't come back… "Ectopic pregnancy surgery is very risky. I can help you by having an OB-GYN from the medical school perform the abortion here, but you'll have to wait four days for Ziwei to be discharged."

"Ah… thank you so much, Dr. Wu! Please keep this a secret…" After saying that, she went to the nearby railway hotel to drop off her luggage and said to call room 606 if needed.

Damn it!! Just let this beauty leave like that?! My legs were already tucked up between my thighs…

“Teacher Wang? It’s me, Xiao Wu. Feeling the taste of fish lately? Haha… I have a top-quality clam here! She looks just like Zhao Yazhi.

She has an ectopic pregnancy and wants you to have an abortion with me… No problem, I guarantee I can have her!… Wait for my call. Haha…”

I called Teacher Wang in the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of the Medical School. Room 606 at the Railway Guesthouse?! Song Jia, wait a moment, my lover, I’m coming!

Thinking of this, my desire to conquer was rekindled. Finally, I arrived at my destination. Reaching the door of room 606 on the sixth floor, I took a few deep breaths and asked the staff to open the door. Wanting to surprise her, I quietly slipped inside…

It was a standard double room, the bedside lamp on, the room enveloped in a warm atmosphere. Song Jia stood about two meters in front of me by the bed. She had a pale yellow, oval face with a high nose bridge. Beneath her slender, arched eyebrows, a pair of clear eyes, bright as autumn water, seemed to smile even when not. She possessed a noble air, gentle and quiet demeanor, embodying the graceful charm of an Eastern beauty. Just then, Song Jia suddenly cried out, "Dr. Wu?! What were you doing in my room? Are you here?" "To tell you the truth, three nights ago in the clinic's restroom, I witnessed your incestuous relationship with your son! And you got pregnant because of your son..." I recounted the events...

"Song Jia... what are you going to do to me?" I stood there timidly. "Fine! Song Jia. Go ahead and try," I said fiercely, turning and walking away, feeling utterly dejected. Ultimately, I was defeated by her. "Song Jia, since you've chosen your own path, don't blame me for being ruthless. Your affair with your son Zhang Lihang…call me?" Song Jia silently nodded. "I agree to your request…you must keep your word…"

My red lips kissed hers, quickly finding her tongue. Our tongues intertwined, saliva mingling.

Her legs kicked, her waist twisting forcefully, trying to push me away. Song Jia made soft, whimpering sounds, like a kitten in heat. Between her thighs, a thick, dark, glossy tuft of pubic hair clung, her labia delicately everted, her sacred cleft moist and tight. Truly flawless. I grasped those incredibly elastic mounds of flesh. Ten fingers dug deep into her labia, revealing a confused and complex expression. Song Jia blushed, even her ears turning red.

My hand reached down to Song Jia's lower body... !!! She was already dripping wet... I could feel my large penis throbbing; it seemed I couldn't hold back any longer...

I slowly lowered my head, parting her thighs to expose her vulva, her vaginal opening immediately widened to its maximum. ...A red patch... to be precise, pink... My lower abdomen pounded against her fair belly, my penis thrusting forcefully within the tight walls of her vagina...

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