Twelve windows

Twelve Windows

1 (I)
Living in these densely packed apartment buildings is a kind of torture. The buildings are so close together that every morning you can hear the constant ringing of alarm clocks, the rhythmic clatter of spatulas, and shouts to wake people up. Of course! There are advantages too. In the evening, after the lights have come on, once you've prepared your observation tools and investigated the men and women living behind each window and their schedules, the program you start can often be so exciting that it might make your nose bleed and your menstrual flow dry.
From the angle of my window, which opens outwards, you can see about twelve windows, and at the same time, you can see men and women coming and going behind the heavy iron gate opposite.
In the suite on the far left of the top row lived a cosmetics counter saleswoman, a fact discernible from her daily uniform: a light pink suit with a silver-stitched blue name tag—a common sight in department stores. She was tall, with flowing straight hair, and a particularly beautiful forehead. Every time I peeked at her from the side, I felt a dizzying sensation, like encountering Xiao Qiang, causing my penis to throb uncontrollably in my pants.
Her name was Pin Xuan, and she was the first person I spies on. The silk high-cut thong beside my pillow belonged to her. Every time I pressed the thong to my nose and penis, I fantasized about removing it from her hips and pelvis, pushing aside her delicate, pink legs, burying my face in her moist mound, licking her pink folds glistening with clear fluid, then thrusting my semen between her white thighs and ejaculating wildly into her womb.
Of course! Often I did ejaculate, but it was on her panties, which smelled of her sultry scent, pinkness, and body odor.
Yes! She was indeed very sexy! In today's Generation Y, she would be called a hot girl, especially with the short skirts she wore late at night, revealing a hint of her buttocks through her straight thighs. I knew that very well.
Perhaps because she wore stockings for too long during the day, she rarely wore them at night. I once glimpsed through binoculars a few strands of hair on her vulva, fluttering freely in the air, which instantly made my mouth water. And I was only peeking from fifty meters away. If we were sitting face to face, I can't guarantee I wouldn't straddle her, tear off her clothes, pull down her panties, force my penis into her labia, and thrust desperately. But now, you readers can only glimpse my lonely figure behind the bars of a prison cell.
Last night, in the sleepless midnight hours after oversleeping, I heard the creaking sound of the iron gate across the street opening. I quickly opened a small corner of the window and peeked out. It was Pin-xuan and another petite woman with short, dyed hair, carrying large bags and small bags as they strode into the building. I checked the time on my wrist; it was 1:30 AM. They must have been returning home exhausted after a night of partying. Luckily, she was with a woman; otherwise, even though we were complete strangers, I would have felt a pang of jealousy.
Since Pin-xuan's room was diagonally above mine, I had an inherent disadvantage in terms of the first essential element of peeping—a good vantage point. I quickly put on my coat, grabbed my Texas Instruments 20-100x adjustable monocular telescope (with tripod), and went to the top floor. The night was quiet, and I didn't worry about disturbing anyone. As soon as Pin-xuan's room light came on, I found the best spot and angle, set up the telescope, lit a cigarette, and looked forward to an unexpected performance that would make my trip worthwhile.
I'd known for a long time that Pin-xuan didn't close the window before going to bed. Perhaps the thrill of being spied on made her every move more arousing. I remember the last time I spied on her, she was spreading her legs, letting her boyfriend penetrate her, facing the open window. I think I saw her eyes glancing at the flickering cigarette smoke in my direction, her mouth open, moaning affectedly. And the amount of vaginal fluid she released that time was considerable. It not only covered her boyfriend's short penis, but also glistened on her labia, the opening of her anus, her inner thighs, and the snow-white sheets. Through the binoculars, I could even see streams of thick, white fluid seeping from between her reddened labia minora and clitoris through her barely visible vagina.
Through the telescope's viewfinder, I could see the entire bed and a small area around Pinxuan's room. They were probably tired and preparing to wash up. The woman with dyed hair sat on the edge of the bed and quickly took off her blue t-shirt, pulling her low-waisted, tight-fitting trousers down to her ankles. She was wearing silk panties with lace detailing, and through the semi-transparent front, I could see her thick pubic hair. Pinxuan was standing while changing, so I couldn't see her movements. But from the white thong lying to the side, I knew she was also undressing.
Soon, both of them were completely naked. Although the woman with dyed hair was petite, she had a rather impressive figure; her D-cup breasts were firm and seemed unaffected by gravity. The night breeze blew in through the window, and her chocolate-colored nipples stood out prominently against her well-developed areolas. When she stood up, from behind, I could see her two bulging labia amidst the thicket of pubic hair, their smooth, full shape indicating that this was a place frequently visited. Her rounded buttocks, slightly separated, and the wrinkled petals around her anus with a deep, glossy brown color made it impossible for me not to suspect that my penis could pass through smoothly.
It's common for women to bathe together, and at midnight, just before bedtime, it's a time-saving method. After only fifteen minutes, they emerged, still damp, lying on the bed, both completely naked, filling the room with a spring-like atmosphere. Now I could see Pin-xuan's body. She was quite tall, her skin milky white, her areolas a pale pink, and even her labia, without the dullness of lust, displayed a beautiful rose color. To be honest, it was the most beautiful vulva I had ever seen; in Japanese terms, it was a masterpiece, one in a thousand.
They showed no signs of sleeping, turning on the television. Through the frosted glass covering it, I could still see that it was a locked channel. The two women, nestled among several layers of cushions, whispered to each other. Soon, they leaned in close, embracing intimately, their hands moving restlessly.
Pinxuan's chocolate-colored hand first teased Pinxuan's rose-colored nipples, sometimes gently circling them, sometimes flicking at the swollen, stimulated nipples. Pinxuan, meanwhile, reached down to the woman's crotch, rubbing her swollen clitoris. I noticed the woman was panting slightly; her previously tightly closed labia, engorged with blood, parted slightly, and clear, lustful fluid flowed out, spreading along her buttocks and gradually, unconsciously, moving up and down in rhythm with Pinxuan's fingers. Pinxuan's other hand was also caressing her own vulva, tracing her labia with her middle finger, which gradually produced strands of lustful fluid that glistened in the light.
Then, Pinxuan straddled the woman with the dyed hair, her buttocks raised directly to my gaze. She licked her vulva with her tongue, which was already glistening with moisture, ripples spreading with each movement of her tongue. In my view, Pinxuan's vulva and labia were completely exposed, a stream of vaginal fluid flowing down her labia to her inner thighs and knees. She seemed to intentionally spread her legs, her engorged labia slightly parted, revealing her rose-colored labia opening and closing with the swaying of her hips, trembling slowly.
At this moment, Pinxuan's tongue began to thrust in and out of her vagina, licking upwards along the vaginal walls, touching her labia and clitoris. Simultaneously, her right hand gently pressed against her anus. With waves of pleasure, the woman with the dyed hair tensed, her thighs widening as if to draw Pinxuan into her womb. Then, after spasms, a stream of milky white vaginal fluid shot onto Pinxuan's bright red lips.
Then Pin-xuan suddenly left my sight, bringing back an unopened cardboard box to the bed. The wrapping paper was entirely in Japanese, with a picture of a rod-shaped object. She quickly opened the box and took out the contents: a pink electric dildo, about twenty centimeters long, roughly the size of my penis, with lifelike veins visible along its length. She playfully gestured in front of the woman with the dyed hair, then pretended to sway back and forth. I could almost feel the two of them laughing lewdly, completely devoid of shame.
The two of them switched to a 69 position, intertwined. Facing me was the woman with the dyed hair's youthful face and Pin-xuan's pink vulva. It was so young; I couldn't reconcile it with her mature labia and prominent clitoris. Pinxuan held the electric dildo in her hand. She licked and teased the woman's anus with her tongue, while her other hand moved the glans of the dildo between her labia. Because it was so wet, her labia minora automatically enveloped the glans and slowly sucked it. Because the angle wasn't very good, I could only see it intermittently.
What was most noticeable in my line of sight was Pinxuan's vulva, still dripping with lustful fluids. Her labia minora, engorged from stimulation, trembled slightly as her lips sucked on them. I saw the woman with the dyed hair's eyes already watery, hissing and exhaling wantonly. Suddenly, her eyes rolled back, two tears spilling out. Pinxuan had inserted the vibrating dildo two-thirds of the way into her vagina. With each thrust, she actively used her tongue to penetrate Pinxuan's vagina, her nose deliberately rubbing her clitoris. Pinxuan's small clitoris was now engorged and swollen, tinged with a faint pinkish hue, in the glistening moisture.
As the woman with the dyed hair swayed her hips, the vibrating dildo was fully inserted into her vulva. Besides its own peristaltic movement, Pinxuan also moved up and down rhythmically. Each upward withdrawal brought forth a trickle of lustful fluid, which lingered near her labia and dripped onto Pinxuan's face.
The woman with the dyed hair seemed to be reaching another climax of desire. Her open buttocks moved faster and faster towards my penis, her hands gripping Pinxuan's thighs tightly, her head shaking from side to side. I knew she was about to climax. Suddenly, I saw her arch her back, forcefully sitting down on my penis, burying her face in Pinxuan's labia, twitching slightly. A thick stream of vaginal fluid trickled down beside my penis, followed by a deep gasp.
Seeing this, I lit another cigarette, simultaneously pulling my penis out of my pants. A tingling, itchy sensation spread across the walls of my penis. I stroked it with my hand, thinking about Pinxuan's rose-like vulva, her engorged, moist labia, and her swollen clitoris.
Perhaps the light from the cigarette made her notice? I could almost see her turn over, give a slight smile to the window, push away the panting woman with dyed hair, spread her legs wide open towards me, and rub her vulva with her fingers. She first licked her clitoris and labia with her own juices, then inserted her middle finger into her vagina. Through the binoculars, her watery, wanton eyes seemed to be looking at me seductively, her tongue playfully licking her lips, probably aware that she was being spied on. She was quite excited, her juices flowing continuously, the sheets were already a mess, her beautiful buttocks moving towards me on the wet sheets, her anus clearly opening and closing from stimulation.
As she hissed and exhaled, her fingers thrust faster and faster inside her vagina, her waist arching taut. Then, she turned to the side, picked up the wet, semen-covered vibrating dildo, and inserted it between her labia. Her vagina was already soaked, so it went in effortlessly. With each thrust, she twisted her body back and forth, her other hand caressing her vulva.
The view was perfect; as she began to move the penis, I could see her labia minora sometimes unfolding, sometimes sinking in, the semen flowing down her white hand and dripping onto the sheets. Semen flowing down her buttocks to her anus was also being smeared across her vulva and buttocks by her other hand. She began to increase the speed of her thrusts, each time inserting all the way to the shaft and then withdrawing to the glans. Goosebumps rose on her skin, her eyes became unfocused, and she bit her pearly teeth, turning her head and moaning absentmindedly.
After a series of rapid thrusts, her labia were engorged and slightly red, and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a bursting spring. Finally, after a painful spasm, she abruptly pulled out my penis, and a torrent of milky white vaginal fluid shot into my line of sight, dripping onto the sheets. The tingling sensation in my urethra reached its peak at that moment, and after an incredibly pleasurable sensation, I forcefully ejaculated my thick semen into the star-studded air. In the instant she ejaculated, I seemed to glimpse her resentful gaze at me.
The next day, her resentful gaze and alluring vulva still lingered in my mind. So, dressed in my best clothes and filled with the anticipation of a romantic encounter, I left work early and went to her department store counter.
"Hello sir, what can I do for you?" I greeted her professionally.
"Do you have this scent of perfume?" I pulled out the silk high-cut thong I had stolen from her from beside my pillow and handed it to her.
She took it and glanced at it, her face already flushed, her head lowered as she looked at me with seductive eyes.
"Hmm! Yes, we have it, but it's out of stock right now. We'll have to wait until I get off work to restock! Come back at six o'clock sharp."
I agreed and, with a cheerful stride, wandered aimlessly through the streets at dusk.
(II)
Stepping out of the department store, I was met with the deafening roar of cars, mixed with the gentle evening breeze of early summer dusk, which made me feel somewhat disoriented. The length of daylight gradually catches up with the length of night in this time of year, a feeling that is particularly noticeable at the end of the workday in every season. Outside, I faced the intersection of Zhongzheng Road and Zhongyang Road, a major traffic artery in Hsinchu City, and as it got closer to the end of the workday, the traffic flow increased significantly.
I paced back and forth, head bowed, savoring the blushing, boundless spring-like allure on Xuan's pretty face. A surge of emotion welled up within me, and a tightening gripped my crotch. Perhaps tonight I could finally kiss her, boldly sucking on her rose-like vulva, tasting her overflowing, wanton juices. For now, I had to restrain myself. This vixen was truly unpredictable. Just moments ago, at face-to-face, her every move exuded the dignified grace of a well-bred lady, her unconsciously radiating an air of superiority that made me feel utterly ashamed and helpless. Heaven knows, at night, she could so wantonly spread her legs, thrusting a vibrating dildo into my tender hole, letting streams of white, wanton juices flow uncontrollably. Was the difference between a lady and a wanton woman merely a matter of sunrise and sunset?
Actually…! Like Xiao Qiang, whom I've long coveted, don't be fooled by her seemingly virtuous and chaste appearance on television. In my eyes, her round, slightly parted buttocks, her watery eyes, and her affected coquettish manner suggest she's sat on the laps of countless men, her pink vulva filled with thick penises, moving up and down rhythmically. I can only imagine how much lustful fluid has soaked her labia, clitoris, and anus, mingling with the stench of men's semen, staining her underwear and bedding. Perhaps with an impromptu jump, the warm semen of eight or nine men could overflow from her vulva.
My thoughts were swirling with these lewd ideas when suddenly my shoulder twitched, and a clear voice rang out behind me: "Brother Bobo! It's you." I turned around and saw a beautiful woman with dyed blonde hair and a curvaceous figure. Her features showed signs of mixed heritage, with a high nose and a small mouth.
"It's Xiaoxue! What brings you shopping? No work today?"
I recognized her immediately as Xiaoxue, the pole dancer at Popo. She had a serpentine waist and a devilish figure. Every time she danced on my hips in her see-through thong, the swollen labia she could vaguely see always made my penis tingle with itch.
"My first show today is in Hsinchu, so I came by myself!"
"When?"
"10 o'clock at Popo, you have to come!"
I'd been itching to fuck her for ages, so I had to make the effort today.
"Just this one show today. Tonight, I'll have some fun with Brother Bobo."
"What kind of fun?" I asked deliberately.
She wrinkled her nose at me playfully and said, "Fuck your dick!" Then she disappeared like the wind at the intersection.
Hey! Fuck my dick, I'll fuck you until your legs tremble, you pee and poop, and you beg me not to pull my penis out.
Pushing open the gaudy red, blue, and green carved glass door, one enters a space of about five square meters. On the wall hangs an altar worshipping Pigsy (Zhu Bajie), three sticks of incense casting wisps of smoke that drift towards the ceiling. A cheap clock hangs nearby, the time just past five. To the right is a gilded counter, filled with various kinds of herbal teas and five or six alcohol lamp coffee makers. Near the waist is a long lumbar support wrapped in leather foam. To the left are two large and two small rose-colored leather sofas, surrounding a thick wooden coffee table in the center.
A long-haired girl sits on the sofa, munching on sunflower seeds, her two jade-like legs dangling on the coffee table.
As I pushed open the door, the wind chimes tinkled, and the girl jumped up from the sofa. Seeing me, her smile spread like ripples. She rushed over, bending low to wrap herself around me, her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, her delicate face pressed tightly against mine. Naturally, I placed my hands on her buttocks, pressing her firmly against me.
This is Qinqin, one of my women. She works at this coffee shop/tea parlor. Readers might not understand what a coffee shop/tea parlor is, but to put it simply, it's a "touching tea parlor"! In the Hsinchu area, "touching tea parlors" generally only offer half-service—a handjob or a quick penis suck—and you can only touch their breasts and rub their vulva. To truly penetrate their allure, you need real skill and charm.
Going up the hidden door behind the counter were individual cubicles, each about two square meters in size. Inside, there was always a sofa bed and a Japanese-style table; a television was optional, a perk reserved for the ladies. That two-square-meter space was your spot for enjoying the view. The pungent, fishy smell of semen in the air told you how many ejaculations had been crushed and pulverized on the filthy carpet by their cherry lips.
Qinqin was wearing dark brown makeup today, paired with black mini-shorts and a tight-fitting cotton low-cut t-shirt. Her nails were painted silver, and she wore silver strappy high-heeled sandals, looking like a night elf. In the blink of an eye, she was on me. Seeing the joy in her alluring eyes and full lips, I couldn't help but bury my face in her forehead and kiss her.
"Why are you so happy?" I asked in her ear.
"You're still talking! It's been so long since I've been here," she complained.
"Isn't this it?"
"You don't know, every day it's either old men or those bookworms in the park coming over. My girl is practically covered in cobwebs! I won't let them touch me!"
"Do you really want me to help you?" I teased her.
"Do you want me to let others in?" She shook her head as if remembering something after saying that: "No way! Just thinking about it makes me want to 'cremate' (Taiwanese)."
I took advantage of the gap and moved my hands to her crotch inside her shorts. Through the stockings, I could feel the heat rising from the center of her plump labia. The silk panties between her labia were already gradually getting wet.
I wiped away a thin layer of her vaginal fluid, brought it to my nose, and laughed at her: "You get touched by men every day, and you're still so sensitive that you're constantly leaking juices."
"..."
She buried her face in my ear shyly: "I don't know either, I get all horny when I'm with you."
She murmured: "How about it? When the manager comes back, let's go upstairs!" she whispered in my ear.
Remembering my six o'clock appointment with Pinxuan, I weighed the pros and cons and said to her, "But I have to go to a client's dinner at six, what if I don't have time to order from you?"
"Then what are you doing here?" she pouted, looking indignant.
"Haven't seen you for a month, isn't it good to chat?"
"..."
I knew Qinqin was a reasonable woman and would never hold a grudge about work. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she thought for a moment and said, "Sit on the sofa for a bit, I'll be right out." With that, she pushed open the hidden door behind her and walked gracefully towards the ladies' lounge.
I sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and hissed smoke rings towards the ceiling, wondering what this girl was up to. Only three minutes later, I heard a "hey!" and saw her push open the door. She had already taken off her black stockings, wearing a knee-length skirt, and walked towards me with a grin.
"What's wrong?" I was still completely confused.
She sat down on my lap with her back to me, turned her head to the side, and said with a blush, "You...you...take that out." She then stroked my penis.
I instinctively reached under her skirt; it was smooth and sticky to the touch. "Is this okay? Aren't you afraid the manager will see us?" Actually, Manager Chen knew me quite well; even if he saw me having sex with Qinqin in the lobby, he wouldn't be surprised. He was just worried Qinqin might be embarrassed.
"We're sitting back to back; if we're seen, it'll just look like we're hugging and being affectionate. No one will see under her skirt!" She seemed confident all along.
If I hadn't gotten aroused after flirting with such a seductive woman like Qinqin for so long, and with my hands touching her warm, moist labia, that would be a miracle! She had barely unzipped my pants when my penis had already eagerly sprung out.
She wiped her groin and teased me, "Look! Who's so wet?"
"What kind of wetness?"
"Um... Heavenly Water!... Forgetfulness Water! Can I?" she stammered.
"What's it for?" I pressed her.
Instantly, her ears turned red with embarrassment, and she whispered, "...for...for...for pretty girls..."
"Then do you want me to do it?"
She lowered her head, nodding with a shy smile.
"Didn't you hear me!" I pretended not to see her actions.
"...I...I...want...want!" Although her face was full of embarrassment, her crotch was already rubbing my penis back and forth between her labia.
Waves of thick, hot, wet lustful fluid smeared my scrotum and penis with each slid, and the lustful sensation of it touching the tender texture of her vulva made my penis throb up and down. I felt as if Qinqin's labia were a fireball surrounding me, as if trying to suck me in.
"Oh...good husband...it's so big...so big..." she gasped.
"Do you want it...?"
She rubbed her clitoris back and forth between the folds of my penis, her swollen labia stickily enveloping it. "...I miss it so much...oh...I really miss it so much..."
I slipped my hand under her skirt, caressing her anus. Her juices pooled between her labia, wet and arousing.
As her breathing quickened, so did her movements. Every time the head of my penis slid past her clitoris and into the opening of her labia, she would thrust with extra force, her moans becoming especially wanton.
"Oh...oh...oh...it's so itchy inside...so itchy...good...good husband...can you put it in?"
"Put it in what?"
"...um...this..." She gripped my penis with her other hand, about to insert it into her vagina.
I lifted her buttocks with both hands, letting the head of my penis lightly touch her clitoris, but not penetrating her: "Please!"
"Please...please...good husband...quickly put your...cock...in..."
I lifted her buttocks, my penis suddenly stood erect, then aimed the head of my penis at her vaginal opening, and with a slight release, it slid in halfway. The vaginal walls twitched slightly upon contact with my penis, then gripped it tightly and began to wriggle.
I held her as I moved my penis up and down, but only halfway in, refusing to insert it completely.
"Mmm...oh...good...so good...so good..." She turned her head, leaning against me and moaning: "...oh...good husband...can it go deeper...deeper...it's even itchier inside."
I ignored her, still only half of my penis in and out, even deliberately letting the bulging walls of her vagina press against her clitoris, rubbing up and down.
She turned her head, her eyes glazed over with seductive, watery light, and looked at me: "Oh...good husband...hurry...hurry...hurry up and thrust it in hard..."
I saw that her eyes were almost overflowing with tears, and I loosened my grip slightly. She had already swallowed my penis whole. "Oh...good...so comfortable...so good...so...so good..." she moaned in my ear.
I felt my entire penis being tightly enveloped by her warm, moist, tender vagina, sometimes loosening, sometimes tightening, with a stream of hot water flowing around the glans and overflowing into my lower abdomen.
At this moment, a "pat-pat" sound came from behind the hidden door, and with a "hey," the door was pushed open again...
(III)
Hearing the footsteps coming downstairs, Qinqin frowned, her vagina tightened, and my penis was gripped by an unprecedentedly warm and soft tightness, instantly becoming extremely aroused. I couldn't help but let out a "ah," and Qinqin quickly turned her head and covered my mouth with hers.
At this moment, she spread her jade legs wide apart, her vulva loosening again. She panted and forcefully pulled her tender vagina all the way to the end of my penis, pressing against my scrotum. With one hand, she lifted her skirt, completely covering our illicit union, and with the other hand, she took out the hand that was rubbing against her petals, wiped the dripping vaginal fluid inside her skirt, and then closed her knees, looking quite relaxed.
As the hidden door opened, a man and a woman filed out. The man had a full beard, bloodshot eyes, and was chewing betel nut with a wide grin, walking with a slight stagger. The woman, about seventeen or eighteen, exuded youthful energy. She wore only a light brown cotton bodice, her well-developed, white breasts seemingly ready to burst forth. She wore beige, stretchy, tight-fitting trousers, her shapely buttocks taut against the fabric, revealing her prominent vulva and the cleavage in a alluring way.
Her face was innocent and carefree, her round eyes blinking brightly, her full, cherry-like lips pouting. Wearing high heels, she slipped past Qinqin and me behind the counter.
Staring at her alluring hips as she bent over, my penis throbbed again inside Qinqin's vagina. Qinqin glared at me and spat, "You pervert!" While we were paying at the counter, she quickly lifted her buttocks and vigorously slid them against my penis a few times. The warm, smooth flesh of her vagina slid against my penis, a sweet sensation that made me hiss and gasp.
Just as I was about to grab her plump buttocks and thrust into her hard a few times, the girl finished paying and walked towards the sofa. I had no choice but to obediently hug Qinqin around the waist, pretending to be having an intimate conversation.
"Oh! Sister Qin, so affectionate!" the girl teased.
Yeah, seeing Qinqin and me like this, not many could keep their mouths shut.
"That's how it is with older people, always hugging and cuddling," Qinqin said, feigning a helpless glare.
The girl's round, pretty eyes stared at me: "Pretty handsome! There aren't many men with such charisma and good looks these days."
Ha! I'm old enough to be her uncle, and hearing the little girl comment on my appearance made me a little amused, but since it was a compliment, I still gave her a standard smile.
"You're just a bit lecherous, be careful he doesn't take a liking to you and do something inappropriate."
"Really? Then I'll have to be careful!" she said, giving me a meaningful once-over.
The girl, clutching her lower abdomen, walked to the opposite sofa and sat down, pouring tea for each of the three of us. "Where did Xiao Chen go? I haven't seen him."
"Oh! He went to dinner with his friends, he won't be back until after six."
"What kind of honest man is he? He's such a troublemaker, he's driving me crazy. I'll never sit at his table again." The girl said, clutching her lower abdomen and frowning.
"What's wrong?" Qinqin asked.
Seeing that they had changed the subject, a wicked thought arose in my mind. I slightly pulled my waist back, then secretly exerted my strength and thrust forward, my penis sliding inside Qinqin's vagina, slipping against her clitoris.
"Oh...did he hurt you...?" Qinqin felt a surge of pleasure and accidentally groaned. She had no choice but to ask casually, giving me a sharp pinch with her slender hand.
"Damn it! He insisted on touching me outside my underwear, he just kept sticking his hand in. We were twisting and turning for ages. Look at his hand, his lower abdomen, and...that side is all red, damn it! He might even have a bruise. Damn it! If he dares to come again, I'll get Ah Long to stop him." The girl said indignantly.
Ah Long was one of the guys who worked in the shop, a guy known for his shrewish manner.
"Then why aren't you leaving? Why are you just standing there?" Qinqin asked her.
"I'm smart. I couldn't resist him, so I suggested giving him a handjob, letting him cum a few times. I bet he's seeing stars and his hands and feet are weak now."
"He didn't let you cum that many times, did he?" Qinqin said disbelievingly.
“Hey! That takes skill! I first used my hand to help him come, then put on a condom and used my mouth to help him come again, then I took off my pants so he could see but not touch them, and then I used my hand to tease him and let him come again.”
“Ha! I think he’s been holding back for a long time.” Qinqin laughed.
“That must be it! He asked me if I could have sex with him for five thousand yuan. Even if I’m short of money to do someone else’s thing, I still have to consider the quality!” After saying that, she glanced at me and said to Qinqin with ill intent, “If it’s like your man, I’ll do it for free.”
My penis had just rested a little, and when I heard this, it swelled up again, pushing against her vaginal muscles.
Qinqin must have felt it, she leaned forward slightly, reached for two cups of tea, and then sat down hard on me again, “Brother Bobo, have a cup of tea!” Qinqin turned her head and handed me the tea with a warning look in her eyes.
I couldn't take it anymore. My penis was inside Qinqin's warm, slippery vagina, and warm, wet fluids were dripping down her buttocks onto her lower abdomen. A few restless pubic hairs near her anus were teasing my scrotum. I couldn't move; the itching was unbearable.
Suddenly, Qinqin became playful, her legs opening and closing rhythmically. Her vagina must have been aching terribly too! My itching subsided slightly, but my penis continued to swell and swell, the glans burning hot. I desperately wanted to thrust in and out.
"Sister Qin, can you check how badly I'm hurt?" the girl suddenly said, already walking around the coffee table to Qinqin and me. Before Qinqin could reply, she unbuttoned her pants and started pulling them down.
"Is this okay? This is the main hall. What if guests come and get harassed?" Qinqin was at a loss.
“The chair back covers me while I’m lying down, so you can’t see! As soon as the wind chimes ring, I’ll quickly pull my pants up.”
She finished speaking, her tight pants already down to her knees, and brazenly lay down beside me, clasping her hands together on her knees and pulling them
towards her chest. Her eyes, watery and fixed on my face, were visible to Qinqin. “This slut, she’s clearly trying to seduce me!” I cursed inwardly, but my eyes betrayed me, glancing directly at her crotch. I saw a pair of white silk high-waisted panties tightly covering her plump labia, a small wet patch in the center of her vulva, the shape of her vaginal cavity clearly visible, and large red patches on either side of her groin.
(IV)
I suddenly felt an urge to lick it hard, my heart itching with desire. But then I saw Qinqin stretch out her right hand and gesture towards the swollen area next to the girl's labia. She pulled her arm up forcefully and said with a laugh, "You little slut, you want to seduce Sister Qin's man too? Go away! I have some ointment in my bag, go and apply it quickly, or it will get infected!"
The girl was quite obedient. She glanced at me and went inside sullenly in her high heels.
"Hmph! You're quite sensitive, aren't you? She's only been there for five minutes, and you've already moved three times." Qinqin spat at me angrily.
"How can you blame me? Normal men do that!" I retorted.
"I'll make you behave!" After saying that, she started swaying her buttocks again, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
"I'm going to make you behave!" I'd been wanting to fuck her good for a while, so I pushed her towards the coffee table, lifted her skirt to her waist, revealing her round buttocks. My penis was covered in milky white vaginal fluid, clinging to her parted labia. Her two tender, clam-like labia minora, swollen and red with passion, tightly encircled my penis.
I straightened up, spread her straight legs, and bent over in the most lewd position, thrusting into her hard back and forth.
"Say it! Are you going to behave?" I snapped at her.
Each time, I thrust hard into her clitoris, deliberately scraping the vaginal walls with the head of my penis as I slowly pulled out, while my other hand teased her round clitoris.
"Mmm!...Oh!...Mmm!...No...No...You're the one being naughty!" she moaned in protest.
"Is that so?" I quickened my thrusting, streams of vaginal fluid bubbling and flowing down her pubic hair, then down her taut thighs.
Qinqin seemed to be in a sweet throbbing, her eyes rolling upwards, her full lips clenched, her beautiful buttocks and waist glistening with sweat, each thrust pushing me to the limit.
"Oh! Oh! I...I...I don't want to be obedient...I want to be so lewd...I want you to...
fuck me every day..."
A sudden, unprecedented warmth filled her wet vagina, an irrepressible feeling of fullness. I wrapped my arms around Qinqin's thighs and thrust my penis deep inside. The head of my penis felt the hot vaginal fluid shooting out from Qinqin's uterus. My heart skipped a beat, my glans felt hot, and I shuddered wonderfully a few times. Thick semen shot out like an arrow, mixing with Qinqin's flowing vaginal fluid.
"Oh...so comfortable...so good..." After climbing to the top of Mount Everest, my legs were a little cramped. I held Qinqin around the waist and sat down on the sofa.
"Is it comfortable, Qin?" I asked her. A stream of hot semen fell onto my lower abdomen, even wetting my buttocks along the groove.
"Huff...huff...so comfortable...I really hope to be wrapped around you like this forever!" Qinqin was still panting, and with each breath, the tender, plump vagina continued to twitch.
"Look! I've given you everything I've been saving up for so long! And you still say I'm not honest." She smeared some semen—whether it was hers or mine—onto the base of my still-parting penis, waving it in front of my eyes, speaking coquettishly.
I stuck out my tongue and licked her slender, bamboo-like fingers. A strong, fishy smell, mixed with the unique fragrance of Qinqin's vulva, flooded my taste buds and nose.
"Oh! So disgusting, eating your own too." She wrinkled her nose, saying with disgust.
"Heh! I like the part that belongs to you!"
The wind chimes rang, and the flirtatious banter stopped abruptly. Qinqin walked nonchalantly to the counter, and under the light, the glistening wetness on her inner thighs was faintly visible.
I quickly zipped up my pants and stood up. The thug-like Xiao Chen saw me, and his thick eyebrows exaggeratedly arched into an inverted V shape.
"Hey! Wow! Bobo's here!"
I glanced at the clock on the wall. Damn! 5:45. I had to go.
"Hey! You bet I've been waiting for you for thirty minutes. I have to go as soon as you get back."
"Why so fast! Aren't you going upstairs for a bit?"
"I'm really busy, maybe next time!"
"Wait a minute, I'll get you what you asked for last time." She then slipped behind the counter and rummaged through the drawers.
Taking advantage of this moment, I whispered in Qinqin's ear, asking her to tidy herself up in the dressing room, and touched the inside of her thigh with my right hand.
Qinqin blushed and darted inside like the wind.
"Oh! I almost forgot." She said, reaching out to take a tube of toothpaste-like substance from Xiao Chen.
Ha! This isn't ordinary toothpaste! It can be quite effective if used at the right time and place!
Panting, I dragged my slightly trembling legs back to the Pinxuan cosmetics counter in the department store. It was already 6:05. My vision blurred, and I felt dizzy and disoriented for a while, unable to see Pinxuan anywhere.
"Sir! What would you like?" The
woman was a mature and elegant middle-aged beauty, wearing the same uniform. Her ample breasts seemed about to burst open the buttons, and her jet-black hair was styled in a high bun, exuding an air of nobility.
"What a feminine woman!" I thought to myself, my gaze sweeping over her waist and hips. She had a touch of Chen Meifeng's charm.
I began to fantasize about spreading Chen Meifeng's jade-like buttocks and forcefully thrusting into her dark, firm cunt—what a fangirl!
"Is Pinxuan here?" I asked. "Oh! She went to the dressing room," the woman replied coldly.
"Then I'll wait for her!" With that, I pretended to admire the merchandise in the display case, slipping to the woman's side to admire the silhouette of her curvaceous figure.
"You're late!" Pinxuan's melodious voice rang out. Turning around, I saw an infinitely beautiful figure slowly approaching from the other end of the
aisle. Her long, flowing hair flowed like satin, her figure was soft and graceful, and her dimples held a gentle smile. She swayed gracefully as she came before me, truly a fairy descended from the Jade Pool. Nothing could surpass her beauty. "Weren't you going to change clothes?" I assumed she was going to the dressing room.
"You've been spying on me for so long. Every time I go home, I'm wearing my uniform." She whispered.
"Here! This is the perfume you ordered." She handed me a thin paper bag from the boutique.
"Don't look. You can look later on the bus." She went behind the counter, picked up her Chanel handbag, and didn't forget to say those words.
I watched her chat with the beautiful woman for a few moments, say goodbye, and then take my arm and walk towards the door.
Everything felt as natural as if we were already well-acquainted lovers. I felt as if my feet had suddenly leaped onto a cloud, feeling weak and powerless. Seeing the genuine happiness radiating from the corners of her eyes and mouth, I was completely bewildered.
As soon as we settled into the car, I eagerly opened the paper bag, muttering, "You! You know I'm just flirting with you, why did you even pack me a bottle of perfume!"
My hand reached for a warm, soft, silky fabric. Pulling it out, I found a small, silver thong—white silk with silver lace embroidery, so delicate and adorable!
"I went into the dressing room just for your perfume!" she said shyly, her cheeks flushed.
"That's what I just changed out of! It smells like me!" she said, burying her face in my neck and breathing softly.
I brought my nose close, and a faint, rose-scented fragrance filled my nostrils, mingled with a strange, wonderful aroma—perhaps this was the blissful scent emanating from her exquisite body.
"Yes! Yes! It's this perfume." I inhaled deeply, speaking with abandon.
"Come on! Stop standing there, I have so many things you don't know to tell you!" She abruptly interrupted my reverie.
"Yes! I have so many things to ask you too!" I thought to myself.
(V)
The car sped through the city of Hsinchu as the streetlights began to twinkle. In the soft night, the bustling crowds and the sea of cars seemed to have donned a different face, unlike the hurried and solemn daytime, instead veiled in a light and beautiful veil of indulgence.
Women's clothes were shorter, men's faces were smiling, and the colorful neon lights were on.
"Should we find a place to eat?" I suggested.
"Let's go home first! I want to take a shower!" Pin-hsuan replied.
"Then come out to eat after you shower!"
"Okay!" That was the only option.
We live in two newly built apartment buildings right next to each other, only a ten-minute drive from Zhongzheng Road to Wuling Road. The narrow streets are now packed with rush hour traffic, a constant stop-and-go journey, and a battle against the ever-changing traffic lights. Usually, when I'm stuck in traffic, my adrenaline surges, and I'm restless and impatient. But now, it's completely different. With my beloved beside me, the rich scent of orchids and musk wafting through the air, mingled with the seductive aroma emanating from her body, I wish time could stand still, and we could sit here forever.
"Why do you seem to know me so well?" I finally asked her.
"Um... your name is Bobo, 30 years old, development manager at Jingyi Construction Company, you live across from my window, and you're always spying on me with binoculars, aren't you?"
I gaped, embarrassed that my shameful secret had been exposed.
It turned out that our encounter wasn't just a beautiful memory for me, but for her, it had never faded either. That fleeting glance that day made me infatuated with her every smile and gesture, and I began to indulge in secret voyeurism, unable to extricate myself, while she was always aware of the hidden, sharp gaze from behind that distant window.
It was purely a coincidence, thanks to the mad dog-like wind of Hsinchu.
One evening after the spring break this year, as usual, I was carrying my blueprint tube and briefcase, about to open the iron gate, when suddenly I saw a white shadow swaying back and forth in front of the towering pine trees in the courtyard across the iron gate.
Upon closer inspection, I saw a woman dressed casually in a white tank top and white shorts, holding a bamboo pole for drying clothes and reaching into the branches. Looking up at the tree, I saw a peach-colored dress hanging at the end of a high branch, fluttering in the wind.
I watched for a while, feeling I should step in.
I gestured through the crack in the iron gate for a while, and finally she put down the pole and came over. The moment I saw her, I froze for a moment. What a woman, like something out of a painting! Her eyebrows were like mountains, her eyes like stars, her lips like cherries, her nose like a hanging gall bladder, her glossy black hair cascading over her fair, translucent shoulders, her full and alluring figure barely concealed by her light clothing.
It was Pinxuan, her face flushed, panting as she asked me,
"What's wrong?"
"I'll help you!" I said, pointing to the clothes on the tree.
"I saw the clothes blown up into the tree as soon as I got off work, but I couldn't get them," she explained.
"Yeah! It's windy in Hsinchu, you have to clamp the clothes tightly when you hang them out to dry."
Actually, I'm not much taller than her, and no matter how I stretch or jump, I can't reach it; I'm always about 10 or 20 centimeters shorter. So I started thinking about climbing the tree, but the clothes were hanging at the very end of the branch, and even a koala would fall. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind, and I mischievously came up with a plan.
"There's no way to reach it except by climbing the tree. But the end of the branch is so thin, I might fall; it's too dangerous!" I told her.
After pretending to ponder for a while, I told her my idea: "I think we should do this! Anyway, it's only a little bit short. I'll carry you and use a bamboo pole to try and catch it. We'll definitely be able to."
She frowned, pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, saying softly, "That's the only way!"
From the moment her long, straight legs straddled my neck, I could smell the faint fragrance of roses emanating from her skin. Her taut, smooth thighs rested against my chin, and a faint warmth teased the back of my neck through her thin shorts. I savored the soft, supple feeling against my neck, imagining how alluring the source of that feeling must be.
Meanwhile, I wrapped my arms around her smooth, alabaster thighs and slowly straightened up. She used the bamboo pole to reach for the clothes on the tree, and after only a few strokes, the clothes escaped the branches and floated down like a kite with a broken string.
"That's the day I noticed your company and name on the drawing tube," Pinxuan said.
“After you went back, I stood in the courtyard for a while. Then I saw a light on in one of the windows, and I thought that must be your room.”
“The following weekend, I saw you smoking at the window, which confirmed my guess.” She smiled playfully.
“How did you know I was spying on you?” I asked.
“Did you think turning off the light would solve everything?”
Seeing my embarrassed expression, she continued, “Every time I came back to the alley entrance, I saw your window light on and knew you were back. But when I got to your room, I found your light was off. It was seven or eight o’clock at night, and I doubted you could go to sleep that early.”
“Later I noticed that even though the light was off, there were still some red sparks flashing. You must have been smoking, right? And when you were inhaling heavily, there were brief moments when the sparks were particularly bright, and I happened to see the reflection in the telescope lens.”
She finished speaking in one breath, and I finally understood. I couldn’t help but vow that I would be more careful next time I spyed on you and would never smoke again.
“The first time I saw you, I was really surprised!” she suddenly said.
"Ha! I'm just as amazed by your beauty," I said jokingly.
"No, don't misunderstand. I'm not surprised by your handsomeness, but because you look like someone."
Of course, I knew my own limitations; I wasn't exactly handsome.
"Like who?" I pressed.
"Like my ex-boyfriend."
"Oh! That dark, muscular man!"
The image of that short, stocky man with a thick, short penis, always covered in sweat and clinging to Pin-xuan flashed through my mind.
"No...no! He's dead. You couldn't have seen him."
"Oh...I'm sorry! How could this happen?" I felt a pang of guilt.
Her eyes reddened, and she turned to look out the car window: "I'll always hate that earthquake. It not only took away my family, but also my lover."
Yes! That damned 921 earthquake.
“That night, I had just finished settling the day's accounts at the shop when suddenly the earth started shaking. All the clothes collapsed, and I only saw the twisted ceiling swaying obliquely towards me before I even thought to run out the door. The wardrobe was already pressing down on my shoulder!” I saw tears welling up in her eyes.
“At that moment, A-Ming was standing behind me. I felt him push me, and with a thud, the entire wardrobe fell on top of him.”
“Then suddenly, a groaning sound came from the room, like the wailing of ghosts. A-Ming was knocked to the ground by the wardrobe and kept waving for me to get out quickly!”
“How could I leave him behind? I went over to help him lift the wardrobe!”
“But he pushed me away, telling me to go first, and that he would come out right away.”
“At that time, I actually believed him, until I stood alone in front of the devastated ruins, the house collapsed, and he never came out again.”
She sobbed, tears streaming down her face.
“It's true, he never came out again.” Her mournful voice was like the wailing of an owl in the wilderness.
I reached out my right hand and took her arm around her shoulder, hoping to share her sorrow.
After a long pause, she said softly, "Do you know? That earthquake took five of my loved ones."
"And now, I have no family left in this world."
I think my eyes must be red too, and I turned to hold her small hand tightly.
"The day I met you, it was as if Ah-ming had returned!" She looked at me with tears in her eyes.
Silence fell over the car. Although the traffic outside was bustling, I felt as if I were walking through a desolate wilderness, my heart filled with a cold, bitter sorrow.
"And who was that man?" I tried to break the somber atmosphere.
"Oh! He was an executive at a foundation." She knew who I was talking about.
"I lived like a withered tree in a tent for half a month, only knowing how to eat and sleep. Not only could I not forget Ah-ming, but the regret of not being able to see my family one last time was unbearable!"
"I didn't want to live anymore. I had nothing left, what was the point of living? On the day I buried my loved ones, I came to the bridge, looked at the surging stream, and all I could think about was jumping in."
"But he pulled me back, persuaded me a lot, and then he gave me courage, a house, and a job.
Although I didn't love him, I tried to give him affection, physical intimacy, and warmth."
"I thought love would never come again, until I met you."
Sigh! I sighed inwardly. It turns out I was just someone else's shadow!
Finally, I could see my home in the distance. I turned the car into the underground parking lot, parked it, picked up the paper bag, and said to Pinxuan, who was wiping away tears, "Let's sit at your place for a bit, and then we'll go out for dinner together!"
She didn't seem to mind. She smiled like the sun after the rain.
"Okay! But don't laugh at my messy room!"
"Ha! Even a messy room is better than mine!"
I took her hand. This time, I could openly explore her boudoir.
Pinxuan's room wasn't unfamiliar to me; I'd peered into it countless times with binoculars. But actually stepping inside, I was still captivated by the warm colors and delicate fragrance.
I sat down on the small sofa by the bed, stretching to shake off the fatigue from driving.
"Hey! Turn around, I'm going to take off my clothes and shower!" she commanded, handing me a can of coffee.
I obediently turned the sofa around, opened the coffee, and started drinking.
"It's not like I haven't seen her before; there's no part of her I don't know," I chuckled inwardly.
A rustling sound followed, then a thud as she entered the bedroom.
I turned the sofa around again; this time, I could see her properly.
On the small table by the bathroom door lay her uniform and underwear, which she had just taken off. I walked over and picked up the silver bra; it was the same style as the panties she had given me in the paper bag. The panties were the silk thongs I had given her earlier. I brought them close to my nose, inhaling the warm, fragrant scent. The thought of the owner of that scent, naked and so close, made my crotch tighten, and my lower abdomen burn.
She was washing herself very carefully. I was getting a little bored while waiting, and just as I was about to shamelessly knock on the door and ask to shower with her, a full, mature body appeared before me with the rising steam. Her skin was flushed from the hot water, her two high, round breasts bounced on her chest, her waist was slender, and her thick pubic hair was glistening with water droplets. Her long, slender legs were as white and flawless as jade shoots.
"Oh, you're so annoying! Why did you turn around?" she said coquettishly, trying to cover herself with the towel she was holding.
I didn't let her go, so I strode over, picked her up, and carried her straight to the bed.
"You dare!" Her small hand lightly tapped my shoulder, without any force.
I felt my arms around her smooth, alabaster waist, her large, elastic breasts pressing against my chest. My mind was a mess, and I didn't know what to do next. The damn phone rang at the worst possible time. Holding her warm, fragrant body, I didn't want to answer it, but Pinxuan wrinkled her nose and made a face at me, teasing me: "Ha! Forget your friends for a pretty face!"
I teased her, and fiercely pressed my lips against her slightly parted cherry lips. The mouth was filled with the fragrance of orchids, the warm, soft sweetness of her lips mixed with her slippery saliva, dodging my thrusting tongue. Her deep-set eyes closed in ecstasy.
Our tongues chased each other in her moist mouth for a long time, but the phone showed no signs of stopping. She pushed me away, wanting me to answer the phone, her mouth still fragrant. Reluctantly, I pulled out my T28 from my coat pocket.
"Hey, this is Bobo, who is this?" I raised my voice a bit, annoyed. "Ah-Guo! Where are you?" It was my best friend Ah-Guo.
"Lying in a woman's arms! Damn it! You're such a killjoy."
It's like stirring up a pond, none of Ah-Guo's business.
"It's Friday again, everyone must be assembled by 9:30 tonight!"
Since the two-day weekend was implemented, Friday nights have become nights of revelry. "Where's Cheese? Did he go to Taiping again?"
I couldn't help but reminisce about the beauties of the five counties and cities of Lingnan. Hey! A life of debauchery, the taste of an emperor in full debauchery.
"He's in Taiwan, roll call on time tonight!" He seemed about to hang up.
"Hey! Hey! Wait a minute... I ran into Xiaoxue today, she's at Popo tonight!"
"Which Xiaoxue? The pretty one?" He couldn't remember.
"The one who does the pole dancing! Didn't you want to see if her pubic hair is black? Or blonde?"
"Oh! It's that mixed-race one! She's on the show today, right?"
"Yeah! We'll meet at Popo today! Remember to wear your combat underwear tonight!"
"Hey! I'll spray some perfume on it first." A series of lewd laughs! I think Ah-Guo has been lusting after Xiao-Xue for a long time.
While I was on the phone, Pin-Xuan successfully escaped my clutches, a large bath towel wrapped around her body, only revealing half of her fair breasts and her pink and slender legs.
She was sitting at the dressing table applying lotion, her slender fingers drawing beautiful arcs on her face, and from the side, you could see her long eyelashes blinking.
After I hung up the phone, she turned to me and said, "You look so refined, but I didn't expect you to be so frivolous."
"Yeah! You seem so elegant and refined, but I never knew you could be so wild." I retorted, not giving in. Her expression changed slightly, and she stopped what she was doing.
"Do you think I'm a promiscuous woman?"
I hoped, of course, that wasn't the case.
"I've only been with two men in total. Don't let my revealing clothes and instant attraction fool you; I'm ruthless with strangers." Her face radiated an unapproachable, holy light.
I knew that spying had exposed me to her most private activities, and a slight prejudice, a sense of entitlement, made me think I could do whatever I wanted with her.
"Don't you have sex naked? Don't you masturbate behind closed doors? Don't you drool over women's bodies all day? It's just that you're a man, and nobody sees you. But I do the same things, and you happen to see me, and you think I'm promiscuous." She said indignantly, "Don't you know I deliberately let you see?"
Then, she uttered those words that stirred a deep tremor within me.
I felt ashamed, so I knelt down in front of her, took her trembling hand in mine, and looked up at her. "I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it that way."
"Every time I see your beautiful body being defiled by that scoundrel, I feel incredibly jealous. I always feel that such a rough man is unworthy of you. I wish it were me inside you." I voiced my jealousy.
"Yesterday, seeing you being intimate with another woman, I was consumed by lust. I kept thinking about how perfect you are. Can't my desire be satisfied? I'm willing to give you pleasure and fulfillment in place of anyone or anything. I'm willing to cherish and care for you every minute and every second." The love hidden deep in my heart surged forth unrestrainedly.
She flipped her wrists and clasped my hands together, her eyes brimming with love: "You know what! After the earthquake, sex was like chewing wax to me, but ever since I knew you were watching me from behind the window, I've rediscovered the joy I'd lost for so long. Whenever I think about my private parts being completely exposed to you, and you seeing my most wanton and shameless reactions, I can't help but reach orgasm again and again."
"And the thought that you might be holding your penis, looking at my private parts, sliding it back and forth, makes my heart almost fly away. I wish I could immediately cross the windowsill and the night sky and give my body completely to you."
She blurted out her desires without reservation, her neck flushed with embarrassment.
"Yes! You guessed it, I was just masturbating while looking at your alluring parts! But I'm not going to masturbate today."
I pushed the towel from her thighs to her waist, revealing her taut thighs and her fragrant, alluring vulva. She had just showered, and her rose-colored vulva was particularly beautiful, glistening with morning dew and exuding the scent of bath lotion.
Pinxuan lay back in the chair, her eyes closed, quietly welcoming my touch, her legs slightly parted.
My heart felt like it was floating on clouds, ethereal and unreal. The longing I had felt for months had finally come true.
I knelt between her delicate thighs, my tongue tracing the inner thighs inch by inch upwards. Goosebumps rose on her snow-white skin from the stimulation. When I reached the tender, sensitive area at the base of her thighs, her body trembled involuntarily, her hands gripping the chair armrests. Without pausing, my tongue slid up to her pink mound, disappearing into the winding valley.
"Mmm!...Oh...!" she moaned, twisting her waist, her eyes opening and gazing at me with watery eyes.
I gently licked the sides of her vulva, clear fluid gradually seeping from the crevice and lingering on my tongue. Then I began to work on her small, round nipples, my tongue slipping between her labia, teasing the tender buds from the inside out. She responded to my teasing with a series of moans.
"Oh!...Oh!...It's not good there...It's itchy inside!..." She tilted her head back, her legs spreading even wider.
I wanted to see her aroused, my tongue swirling and turning with all my might.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!... You're so bad... I can't take it!..." Her rapid breathing and gushing juices had already flooded her entire vulva. I buried my face between her labia, my mouth and nose completely soaked in her juices.
Her labia were ready for intercourse, the engorged petals slightly parted, revealing the dark red vaginal flesh inside. My tongue, covered in clear fluid, slid in smoothly, my face almost becoming one with her vulva.
"Oh!... Good Bobo... Oh!... Your tongue is so good!" She breathed a sigh of pleasure. I really loved her tender vulva; it was not only slippery and tight, but also had a subtle fragrance, without any fishy or musty smell. My mouth held her labia firmly, my tongue sometimes extending, sometimes retracting, sometimes turning, sometimes withdrawing inside her vagina, sometimes vibrating rapidly along the vaginal walls, sometimes swirling quickly around the opening.
My warm, moist vagina was already overflowing with thick, lustful fluid. My tongue moved like a paddle in the water, each movement creating surging waves. Hearing Pinxuan's wanton moans, I squatted, my fiery red, iron-like penis pressing unbearably against my crotch. I wanted to get up and thrust into her, but then I remembered my tryst with Qinqin at dusk, and a terrible urge washed over me.
Right now, my penis, lower abdomen, and crotch were covered in dried semen, both Qinqin's and mine, all turning into a white powder. Back then, I'd only hastily wiped it with tissue paper; it couldn't have been truly clean. To give Pinxuan such a filthy penis would be a desecration, both to her mouth and her vagina. Pinxuan was like a goddess in my eyes; I absolutely couldn't bear to treat her like that.
Pinxuan probably noticed my hesitation. She stretched out her jade-like legs and wrapped them around my chest, her watery eyes fixed on me, her face full of pleading.
"Mmm!... Good brother... carry me to bed!..." It was such a seductive voice that it was intoxicating. Looking at her dripping wet vulva, her wanton and red body, it was hard to resist this readily available piece of meat.
Ultimately, my affection for her outweighed everything. I pulled her into my arms, switched places, and sat down, letting her flushed cheeks press against my neck. I whispered to her, "I really want to become one with you right now! But I've been busy all day, and I'm all dirty and smelly. I should take a shower first."
She clung tightly to me, pouting, "Oh... I want it now!"
I knew that desire needed time to cool down, so I reached out and placed her small hand on my erect penis through my pants. "See! I really want to be inside you. After the shower, I'll make sure you can't take it anymore."
"Ouch!" she whined, panting against my chest.
I felt the rise and fall of her firm breasts gradually subside through the water. She tilted
her pink face up, smiling sweetly, and said, "Aren't you afraid my desire will be completely extinguished?" I brought my nose close to hers, looking directly into her bright eyes: "Then I'll reignite it!"
I hummed the song "Your Sister Lives in the City," thinking about its obscene double entendre, hoping the singer wouldn't become famous. Amidst the rushing water, I thoroughly washed myself, leaving no filth untouched. Even my foreskin, toes, and anus were covered in thick layers of shower gel, scrubbing them meticulously. Later, I would savor every inch of Pin-xuan's skin, and have her use her fragrant tongue to service every part of my body.
Through the sound of water, I heard someone enter the room, followed by a sweet, sticky female voice: "Yu-zhen!"
I heard Pin-xuan call her that. It was the pretty nurse from next door.
She was also one of my targets for voyeurism. A voluptuous woman with a full bust and shapely hips, her long, wavy hair framed her alluring, seductive eyes, and her thick lips proclaimed her prolific sexuality.
Ah-Guo and I had once spied on her together. Although we only saw her body behind her black nightgown, we both concluded: "It's a great loss for men that this woman hasn't fallen into prostitution."
Yu-Zhen, however, represents another story.
(VII)
I overheard Yu-Zhen chatting with Pin-Xuan about fashion trends, a long string of foreign names I'd never heard of before. Aside from massage parlors, kanamenke, xiangnaier, and something like...guji, my knowledge was limited. They also talked about rent, decoration, and location. It sounded like the sugar daddy was someone named Zhi-Ping.
Zhi-Ping? Which rich guy? Could he be Pin-Xuan or Yu-Zhen's lover?
I had already finished washing up, my skin feeling thin and frail from all the dirt and grime. There was another woman in the room, and I was too naked to leave, so I leaned against the bathroom door, silently channeling my inner energy, hoping Yu-zhen would leave soon. Sigh! Why did I come in wanting only to show off my impressive masculinity to Pin-xuan? I didn't even grab a towel, just swaggered in with my red, erect penis. Now, although it had subsided slightly and was hanging obediently between my legs, I still couldn't show myself like this!
The water stopped, and the conversation inside suddenly became clear.
Hearing me lean against the door, Yu-zhen asked Pin-xuan, "Strange! Zhi-ping got off work unusually early today?"
"How did you know?" It was Pin-xuan's voice.
"Isn't that him in the bathroom?" Yu-zhen asked curiously.
"No! He's a colleague from my department store," Pin-xuan said insincerely.
"You know Zhiping rarely comes here." I don't
know if Pinxuan was saying this to Yuzhen or to me.
"Yeah, right! There's clearly a man's suit on the table. Would a woman wear these boxer briefs? And with a Pikachu pattern at that!"
Ha! My taste has never been good.
"Tell me! Which wild man did you hook up with this time? And bring him back to shower." Yuzhen wasn't letting her off the hook.
"..."
"Still not telling? Do you want me to kick down the bathroom door and drag him out?"
"You're really fierce! If you dare come in, I'll jump on you naked and see if you're scared!
" "He's my boyfriend!" Pinxuan finally stammered.
A warm current flowed through my heart, a sweet and pleasant feeling. We might only have known each other for a few hours, but for a long time, we were deeply in love; it seemed like love at first sight was destined. It was truly a case of "a single meeting in the golden autumn breeze surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world."
"What? Boyfriend?" Yuzhen's voice rose eight octaves.
"No way! Zhiping, you only admitted he was your man, and you said it was to repay a debt of gratitude. You didn't even look at the rich young man in Central, how could a man be able to enter your home and capture your heart? Tell me! Who is he?"
"Don't ask, you'll naturally meet him later!"
"No, you have to confess."
A playful wrestling sound came from the bed. Pinxuan, through a combination of coaxing and deception, finally managed to get me to reveal my naked secret before finally sending Yuzhen out of the room.
I stood behind the door, watching my penis return to its original, drooping state, finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. Pushing open the PVC door, I saw Pinxuan, who had been practically naked, now dressed in a light green suit. Her cloud-like hair was styled in a bun, revealing her snow-white neck, and her face was lightly powdered with pale yellow makeup.
Covering her mouth, she stared at my dejected penis and laughed.
"Isn't it magnificent?" I said irritably, the amusement in her eyes making me grit my teeth in anger.
"You said you'd help me set me ablaze! You've put out your own fire!"
Pulling a towel from the bed to cover my unworthy member, I sat beside her, pulled her onto my lap, and leaned in to kiss her neck.
"Oh, stop it! You'll mess up my hair!"
She pushed me away, her gentle, slightly annoyed expression captivating me.
"I can't have dinner with you later, Yuzhen and I are going to discuss opening a shop."
"You're not going to find a man, are you? It's already evening, isn't it?"
"I don't have time during the day!" She jumped up, walked over to the vanity to pack her bag.
"Then how are you going to explain this to my sexually frustrated brother?" I teased her, turning around to hand me a key.
"Here! This is the key to my room and the iron gate, don't come over too late!"
"And if you dare to play until you're completely exhausted, hmph! I won't talk to you tonight!"
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The table was only about 30-40% full, mostly office workers from the park, all crammed into a corner near the stage. The rotating lights, because it wasn't time to start work yet, were still fast asleep under the covers. The air wasn't very good; the room was filled with the lingering smoke of addicts. Just then, someone started singing Jacky Cheung's "She Came to My Concert," reaching the last verse: "She came to my concert, a woman listening to songs after forty is beautiful."
"A child asked her why she was crying, the man beside her was already asleep."
The off-key voice, like a loose string, was off-beat and out of tune. I cursed inwardly, "Damn it! It's because of your singing that I'm crying."
Ah-Guo was playing a drinking game with Hui-Fang, "Tai-Sou-Pa" (three types of games: Taiwanese, number games, and Pa-La games), one cup at a time, a full communal cup. Meanwhile, Cheese was groping the girl, his lecherous face glistening with lust. I was still regretting my near-miss at the brothel; looking around at all the girls, none could compare to even a fraction of the beauty at the brothel.
Huifang and Lijuan are the owners here. For girls under 25 to have such a thriving business is quite impressive. Of course, someone has to back them up in both the legitimate and underworld circles. Lijuan's husband is from Sihai; his business card boldly proclaims him as the Executive Vice President of Sihai Enterprises. Who wouldn't know that? Meanwhile, I'm just a pathetic little manager.
Thinking of this, I cursed again—yes, this unjust society!
In the blink of an eye, we'd already gone through four or five rounds of drinking games, and I was tired of the finger-guessing game. My head was spinning, and the purpose of my visit seemed nowhere in sight. I turned my head and counted the customers again: one, two, three, four… it was about 80% full. It should start soon.
That's right! The gilded door was suddenly pushed open, and a long line of four or five people walked in. First was the bloated middle-aged madam, Sister Zhu; then came Lijuan's man, Xiong Ge, a sleazy-looking man chewing betel nut; finally, three graceful young women, wearing silver checkered coats with dark patterns, their fair thighs and white three-inch high-heeled mid-calf boots, passed by our table with captivating charm. Each of them was so voluptuous and slender, but Xiao Xue was the most alluring and seductive, with an exotic flair.
We only recognized Xiong Ge and Xiao Xue.
After exchanging a few words with Xiong Ge, he went to the counter to help Lijuan, while Xiao Xue lingered by the table for a while, nudging me and A Guo with her leg as she spoke: "Guo Dong, we meet again! I was just talking about you with Bo Bo this evening, and I didn't expect to see you tonight!"
Damn it! I hadn't mentioned A Guo at all.
"Hehe... I've prepared a lot of tips this time!" Ah Guo was showing off again.
"I'm afraid you'll give them all to others, not to me!"
"No! No! Giving them to you is the most valuable."
Isn't that what everyone says?
A strong perfume scent wafted from Xiao Xue's coat, and I couldn't help but slip my hand under the table and wipe it. My hand touched her cold, firm, plump buttocks, just released from the car's air conditioning.
"Then I'll definitely make the Chairman happy later!" With a little effort, she actually clamped my hand between her pink buttocks. Cold buttocks, but warm in the center, my hand was stuck in the warm pubic hair, and I didn't want to leave for a moment, of course! Still through the thin, see-through panties.
"Heh! It's best not to wear elastic stockings anymore!" Ah Guo said with a lewd grin.
"I'm not wearing any today! Look!" After saying that, she lifted her coat up to her thighs, revealing her fair, slender, and pink jade legs.
I was quick to react, and my hand had already gone back to its place.
"Excuse me! I'm going in to prepare!" She glanced at me with her alluring eyes and swayed gracefully into the dressing room.
Soon, to the deafening sound of music, mermaids clad only in tight underwear began to sway wildly on the stage and in front of the pole. Their hungry eyes and undulating breasts and buttocks shone brightly on the stage. As usual, Xiaoxue was the headliner. I had little interest in the other girls, so I played a four-person rock-paper-scissors game with Aguo, Cheese, and Wawa. I lost a total of three bottles of Corona and a large cup.
Suddenly, I saw Cheese's eyes light up.
Following his gaze, I looked at the stage and immediately understood why he was so excited.
It was a girl with a pure face, kneeling in front of the pole, twisting her body. Her buttocks swayed back and forth, welcoming the pole. Her breasts were surprisingly large, and the two cherries, which looked like they were about to burst out of her bra, were clearly visible. Although her private parts were covered by her underwear, her plump labia were faithfully revealed.
Cheese likes young girls, yet he's obsessed with big breasts—isn't that just his type?
Soon, a pure-looking girl came to the table, swaying against Ah Guo. Cheese's eyes were glued to her round breasts, his crotch bulging.
"Hey! Suck my saliva!" I teased Cheese.
The girl glanced at Cheese back, then lifted her pink legs to sit on Ah Guo's lap.
"Over here! Over here!" Ah Guo finally remembered their friendship and pushed the girl towards Cheese.
Cheese's lust intensified! The swaying, twisting waist of the girl danced around him.
Suddenly, Ah Guo pressed the girl down from behind. With a cry of "Ah!", the girl sat firmly between Cheese's legs, a blush creeping across her delicate face.
"You're all sweaty, sit still, come on, let me wipe you clean," Ah Guo whispered in the girl's ear. Only the word "thank you" flashed from Cheese's eyes to Ah Guo's. That
bulging thing must be feeling so good right now! So good!
(VIII)
At this moment, Ah Guo's hairy hand grasped a wet wipe and dried the girl's sweaty face. He then slid it down her shoulders and back to her snow-white, wide-set breasts, before groping her along the edge of her thin underwear.
Cheese was even more ruthless. One hand gripped the girl's buttocks, while the other, holding a thousand-yuan bill, tried to burrow into the crevice of her buttocks. His veins bulged, and he used considerable force.
"No way! It's in my bra!" The girl wiggled her round bottom, trying to avoid Cheese's assault.
Cheese didn't force her; his hand slid into her deep cleavage, placing the banknotes between her breasts. In a flash, his hands cupped the girl's plump buttocks, pleading, "Let's do something special! If I'm happy, there'll be a reward!"
The music suddenly changed rhythm, the drumbeats quickening. The girl smiled radiantly, slightly crouching, and began to sway again. Her plump labia pressed against Cheese's bulging penis, sometimes rubbing against the glans, sometimes circling it and swaying from side to side. From the side, all you could see was her round, firm, pink buttocks rising and falling energetically.
The girl sitting next to me kept her face turned away, unable to look directly at me, her ears burning. I leaned in and teased her, "Let's do a little something too!"
"Shameless! I'm not that kind of girl," she blushed and spat at me. It was 11:30. After overcoming numerous hardships, Xiaoxue finally reached my arms. Aguo, still unwilling to give up, lurked nearby, while Cheese had vanished.
Xiaoxue, drenched in sweat and panting softly, held her slender waist and offered her a drink.
"Huff!...Huff...So tired! Every table wants me to do a close dance, I've been dancing for twenty minutes straight without stopping." Her flushed face pressed against my neck, stray strands of hair tickling my ear.
"Who told you to be the star attraction? Many people come specifically to see you." My lips brushed against her earlobe.
"Seeing is fine, but some people just have to stick their hands inside my underwear!" she grumbled.
"Which one is so tasteless?" I asked, glancing at the other customers.
"Forget about Ah Guo! And that fat bastard on the far left, doesn't he know his own weight? He's disgusting to look at, and he even hurt someone."
I turned my gaze and easily spotted the bespectacled, bloated middle-aged man playing drinking games with the girls in the shop, looking lecherous.
Suddenly, I shivered. A pair of cold eyes were watching me from outside the sound control room. I recognized him as Xiao Sen, Xiong Ge's younger brother. I nodded to him in the brief moment our eyes met, and he turned and slipped into the sound control room.
"Brother Bobo! It's my turn to serve you!" A glint flashed in his deep-set eyes. The loud music was still playing, and Xiao Xue seemed to have regained her strength.
I reached back and gripped the edge of the chair, leaving all the space in my chest and abdomen for Xiao Xue. Then her shapely, devilish figure began to writhe. Her two pale breasts were almost touching my nose, releasing an alluring fragrance. Oops, her erect nipples even brushed against my nose.
She placed her hand on my shoulder and began to toss her hair, her teeth lightly biting, a look of longing on her face. Her voluptuous hips swayed back and forth. I lowered my gaze, searching her beautiful paradise through her taut abdomen.
Hmm! A beautiful pair of white, high-waisted, openwork thongs. Through the gaps in the fabric, a patch of fair skin was revealed, and the soft, glossy pubic hair was clearly visible. At the roots
, I glimpsed full, swaying dark red nipples. "Thump!" My penis hardened!
Quickly, her hand pressed against my crotch, her pink buttocks pulled, her breasts tilted, and she began to dance, using my penis as a point of leverage. Her watery eyes were fixed on me. Under her teasing, my penis couldn't help but reveal itself in my crotch. Her slender hands caressed and stroked the shaft, her bright red lips making soft "tsk tsk" sounds.
"Oh... Brother Bobo!... Your thing is so big... so big!" A coquettish voice rang in my ear, as if she were giving me a handjob through my pants, making my crotch tingle with an unbearable itch.
"Oh... what does it feel like to have this big thing inside me..." As she touched me, perhaps thinking of lewd thoughts, her eyes became lustful.
Then she slowly sat down, her pink neck supporting me, arching her chest and abdomen, and pulled down my zipper with one hand. I quickly wrapped my arms around my sides, trying to cover my bulging underwear, not wanting anyone to see it.
"Let's do something special!" Her delicate little hand pulled my penis out of the seam of my pants, while her other hand was not idle, pulling her lace panties aside and tucking them into her groin, slightly revealing her two plump labia.
A sticky, wet sensation kissed my penis, her labia covering the glans, pressing my erect penis against her lower abdomen.
"Oh!...So hot!" she exhaled a fragrant breath.
"Mmm!...So...So comfortable!" I couldn't help but groan.
The initial contact was always especially sweet.
She spread her legs and began to move again, this time in a completely submissive position, her firm breasts pressing against me without moving, only her slender waist swaying back and forth like a wound-up motor.
Like a snail repeatedly crawling, the lustful fluid seeping from her vagina, through the movement, smeared my penis again and again. Her labia, after constant friction, seemed to grow fatter and hotter.
"Oh! What...what should I do?...My vagina...is getting itchier and itchier from you teasing me!" A gush of lustful fluid soaked my underwear.
"Mmm!...Oh!...Brother Bobo...I want you...to fuck...me." She moaned in my ear.
My penis was itchy, the glans being teased into a ball by her wet labia minora.
"Oh! This... soft head... so amazing... so amazing!" Discovering that rubbing her clitoris against the glans was even more beautiful and wonderful, she tilted her head back and rubbed it desperately.
"Oh! Okay... brother... don't dig into my... asshole... I'll... I'll cum!"
Strangely enough, I released one hand from her waist and reached between her thighs, bumping into a hairy hand near her wet anus. My vision opened, and a pair of red eyes were shining on Ah Guo's face.
Xiaoxue realized there was an extra hand, turned her face to the side, and saw it was Aguo. She pouted and scolded, "You jerk Aguo, taking advantage of the situation!"
Her thoughts drifted slightly away from her genitals, and she noticed several pairs of strange eyes staring at them. A blush crept across her face, and she whispered in my ear, "Oops! I went too far. I'll call you from the restroom later, remember to come right away!"
After saying that, she leaned over me, secretly putting my penis back in, wiping the wetness from her vulva onto my underwear, and pulling up her lace panties. She didn't dare to get up immediately, secretly observing me with her bright, alluring eyes.
Only when the tension subsided did she resume her unfinished performance with nimble dance steps.
"Bobo! You're so lecherous!"
It turned out that the girls from the shop, Wawa and Huifang, were at this table. Whether they had seen my big penis or were excited by the teasing or embarrassed, they both accused me in unison.
"You're not lecherous anymore! Come on... come on... let me touch you... let me touch you." I stretched out my hand and reached under the skirts of the two girls. After a burst of shy laughter, the two girls ran away as fast as they could.
“Bobo’s really lucky with the ladies! I’ve benefited a lot too!” A-Guo’s saliva dripped down his face.
“There’ll be even better stuff for you later.” I whispered in his ear.
“Hey!” A-Guo suddenly laughed, and I seemed to catch that cold gaze out of the corner of my eye again, a bad premonition rising in my heart.
Not long after, the pole dance ended, and most of the customers left, leaving the once bustling hall quiet. A loud male voice was singing “Single Love Song,” making all the single men in the room drift into a daze. Thinking that they were already over thirty and still single, with cosmetics as their pillow and the world as their home, they couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness.
“Come on! Let’s toast to the three of us single nobles.” Cheese had taken a seat at some point and raised his glass high.
“Cheers!”
“Bottoms up!”
The three of them drank it all in one gulp.
“I’m not lonely anymore tonight!” Cheese announced.
Actually, Cheese was just a pro-Taiwan independence supporter! "I'm a single guy from Taiwan. My wife's already been sent to Australia. What right do I
have to talk about being a bachelor?" "So where are you going later?" A-Guo asked him.
"Having late-night snacks and having sex with big-breasted girls!" Cheese grinned slyly.
"So you were just scouting ahead. How much do you want?"
Cheese smugly asked. Shaking his head, he saw our incredulous expressions and could only hold up five fingers.
"Okay! I'll sponsor a thousand. Remember to mention my name for the last two strokes," A-Guo laughed.
"I'll also sponsor a thousand. When the girl comes, she has to call me 'BoBo'!" I joined in the teasing.
"Wow…!" I raised my hand, and a full glass of wine was about to fly towards
me. Just then, T28 rang. I pretended to answer the phone and slipped into the women's dressing room like a ghost. It was empty except for one toilet with the door open. Xiao Xue sat prettily on the toilet seat, her plaid coat hanging down to the sides, revealing her white lace underwear.
I went in quietly without saying a word.
In a flurry of activity, I had stripped her naked. She sprang onto me, deftly unbuckling my belt and pulling down my pants, revealing my hairy penis.
"Want it? Isn't this the last one? We can find a place to do it properly later."
I lowered my head and sucked hard on her full, cherry-like lips.
"I want it so badly, I can't wait to get off work." I took off my suit jacket, unbuttoned my shirt, and pressed my chest firmly against her soft breasts.
"Close the door!" she whispered.
I turned around, supporting her buttocks, and used her back to block the door, locking it from the inside.
"You've already teased me so much, and I still have to dance the whole show, dancing... dancing... my underwear is rubbing against me... it's so itchy... so itchy!"
"Where does it itch?"
"Here... here...!" Her vulva landed on my hard penis, her wet slit sliding back and forth.
"How can it be so lewd, its juices keep flowing."
"It's all because you teased me... making me look... so ugly!" she said shyly.
With her pussy so wanton, I lost patience for foreplay. I stretched out my arms, wrapped them around her legs, spread her labia, and with a contraction and expansion of her lower abdomen, thrust my cock inside.
"Oh!... It's... it's... so comfortable... so good!" My thick cock, along with her wet and slippery pussy, went all the way in at once.
"Oh!... good... brother... I didn't expect it... to go in so quickly."
How could she not know that the slippery walls would greatly reduce friction?
I was about to use force when she started shaking, her wet, hot, and tight pussy gripping my penis, constantly swallowing and releasing.
"Brother Bobo's big thing... it turns out... it turns out... it feels so good inside me." She couldn't help but moan and groan.
I pressed her delicate body against the wall, reclaiming the initiative. I released one hand from her firm breasts, which had been kneading her hardened nipples, while my enormous member, like a raging dragon, ravaged her reddened vulva with a torrent of lustful waves.
"Oh!...Brother Bobo...harder...harder...oh!...fuck me to death!"
She tilted her head back, her forehead glistening with sweat as she writhed in response.
"Oh! Good Xue'er...your hole...so hot...so tight...I...I want...to break it!"
I gripped her breasts tightly, forgetting all about the three fast, one slow, nine shallow, one deep techniques. Her wet, wanton cunt gripped me like a leech; I only wanted to thrust to the very end—the ultimate pleasure.
Gushing streams of lustful fluid sprayed down my penis towards my scrotum, initially tinged with a milky white. The cunt, already overflowing with lust, churned with various sticky fluids.
"Oh!...So beautiful...Deeper...Oh!...Yes, yes...Right there...Fuck me harder...Oh!"
Her eyes were already unfocused, the veins on her snow-white neck were bulging, and her hair was spread out with the swaying of her pink buttocks, then swayed with the rhythm of the thrusting.
"Oh!...Yes...Yes...Oh oh...I'm on top...Hmm! Oh no...It's coming...
Oh!"
My cock had penetrated her labia until they were red and swollen, and I kneaded her snow-white breasts, leaving faint scratch marks.
"Oh...I can't take it anymore...Oh...It's coming, it's coming...Oh...Oh...Oh...I can't take it anymore...
Hmm...So good!"
Her plump hole contracted tightly, and hot vaginal fluid gushed towards my glans like a spring.
My penis felt like it was in a furnace, immersed in an endless sea of hot desire. Thinking of the alluring Xiaoxue, how she had made a mess of things for me, her uterus overflowing with vaginal fluid, my heart pounded. A tingling sensation spread from my lower abdomen to my scrotum and then to the glans, my penis instantly swelling to its maximum size. Then, an indescribable, wonderful pleasure spread from the warm, wet vagina to the urethral
opening, climbing up to the glans and finally permeating every cell. I forcefully thrust my suddenly swollen, incredibly itchy penis into her wet vagina, and like an arrow, I ejaculated thick, turbid semen, a torrent of fluid filling her cervix.
"Oh! Oh! So big...so big...oh...I can't take it...it's going to tear!" Xiaoxue's convulsing vagina was about to burst from the erupting penis.
"Oh!...oh! So...so...so comfortable...so comfortable..." I moaned sweetly.
I used both hands to press my scrotum firmly against her vaginal opening, my penis throbbing and trembling with pleasure inside her.
Suddenly, my legs went weak. Wearing my grey wool suit jacket, I sat down, holding the limp, panting Xiaoxue. My limp penis was still deeply inside her, unwilling to separate.
For a long, long time, Xiaoxue finally caught her breath, her watery, alluring eyes brushing against my face: "Brother Bobo is going to kill me! Aren't you afraid of breaking me?"
"I just want to go all the way in, to merge with Xiaoxue!" I honestly said what was on my mind.
"Can we merge forever?" Cherry-red lips landed on my cheek.
That question was incredibly intriguing, and I couldn't help but ponder it for a moment.
"Do you like Brother Bobo's big thing?" Changing the subject, I teased her again.
"Ugh!…You know that, right!" Her face flushed crimson.
I shifted my hips, letting my penis slide inside her warm hole: "One more time, and Brother Bobo will know!"
She chuckled, glancing at me sideways, "Are you sure you can handle it?"
"Hehe! As long as you're good with your mouth, I'll be a hero again in ten minutes!"
Secretly, I reached into my suit pocket for my T28, pressing down the number 7 in my memory—it was A-Guo's call.
"You're going to die!... What kind of woman do you take me for?" Whether from shame or amusement, she wore a stubbornly defiant expression.
(IX)
Pulling out my softened penis, a pool of thick, white semen overflowed from her swollen, open labia, accumulating on my lower abdomen, warm and moist, not yet completely cooled. I moved Xiaoxue's disheveled vulva, ravaged by the abuse, onto my thigh. She let out a soft sigh; clearly, her leg hair had tickled her, and she kept crying out how itchy it was.
I pulled her up, secretly unscrewed the door latch, and spread Xiaoxue's checkered jacket on the toilet seat before sitting down. My penis, sticky and oily from climaxing, lay limp on my lower abdomen.
"Good Xue'er, come on! Let it stand up, then I can fuck you again." I bent my arms behind me, supporting myself on the toilet tank, my legs spread wide, one foot on the left, one on the right.
Hearing such explicit words, her face flushed red. Staring at my dripping penis, she said, "Oh! I didn't say I wanted more... and... it's so dirty... I can't!"
"Come on! It's all your stuff and mine, it won't be dirty! Do you think Brother Bobo is dirty?" I reached out and pulled her body closer, making her bend over between my legs.
"You still have a lot of Brother Bobo's dirty stuff inside you!"
She thought about it and realized she wasn't wrong. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and her serpentine tongue finally climbed onto my submissive penis.
Watching the beautiful woman, her head bowed, licking her own penis, her golden hair disheveled from her earlier wantonness, cascading over her shoulders, her deep-set eyes glistening with tears, beads of sweat glistening on her high, straight nose, her rosy lips stained with a little thick semen, her delicate hands gently grasping and swallowing my penis, I felt the blood rushing to my lower abdomen.
"Xue'er! Is it good?" I urged her small, pearly teeth to nibble at the head of my penis, slurring, "I... I'll... I'll bite you to death!"
Hearing the smacking sounds from her mouth, watching the graceful curve of her pink buttocks swaying, and feeling the exquisite sensation of her licking my penis, a surge of alcohol rose in my stomach; I seemed to be getting a little drunk!
"Good Xue'er! Do you hate A-Guo?" I suddenly asked her.
"It's alright! Why do you ask?" She stopped what she was doing, somewhat confused. I wiped the semen from her nose with my hand.
"I want to see A-Guo fuck you, that would be unbearable, I'd get hard again right away."
Seeing the woman he'd just slept with being fucked by someone else like a dog, that would be incredibly stimulating.
"No, I only want to be with you! Would you let someone else... fuck... fuck me?"
"Xiao Xue, be good... don't you want Brother Bobo to get hard quickly... and fuck you properly?"
"No... it's too embarrassing! Like how... how lewd I am."
She probably thought I was just teasing her, and lowered her head to vigorously stroke my penis again.
"Look! It's hard again." A victorious smile appeared on her face.
Light footsteps entered the dressing room. "Eek!" A-Guo slipped in and casually closed the toilet door.
Xiao Xue turned her head and looked down, burying her face between my legs in embarrassment. Her pink buttocks swayed, but there was nowhere to hide. Her wet, honeyed hole was wide open, facing A-Guo, and she didn't know what to do.
"You're so annoying! You've made me... I'm too ashamed to face anyone!" She opened her mouth to bite my leg.
I held her shoulders, preventing her from getting up, and gently persuaded her, "Good Xue'er, you've been seen naked!
What are you still shy about?"
She kept twisting her body, unable to give up her modesty.
"Xiao Xue! You only let Brother Bobo be intimate with you, not even Brother Aguo?"
Seeing Xiao Xue lying naked on top of me, her pink and round buttocks facing him, Aguo's face turned red, his eyes filled with desire.
"I'm so embarrassed, Bobo! You...you bad guy, you betrayed me." Her pearly teeth bit my thigh, leaving deep teeth marks, but she didn't dare to actually bite down.
Aguo knelt down, and his mouth moved towards Xiao Xue's crotch. At first, she twisted her buttocks and tried to dodge, but later, when his tongue touched her labia, she had no choice but to give up resisting.
Aguo's big tongue moved up and down her vulva, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, and finally even inserted into her fleshy hole and stirred it. Xiao Xue couldn't help but moan softly.
"You said no! Look who's moaning with pleasure." I laughed at her, and she glared at me resentfully, wanting me to remember this. I don't know where Ah Guo licked, but she let out a soft moan, her eyes overflowing with wanton tears.
Seeing her juices flowing again, gradually creeping onto Ah Guo's tongue, I was captivated by this lewd scene, and my penis became hard and erect again. Xiao Xue noticed, and while moaning silently, she opened her mouth and took my penis in again.
For a while, the small toilet was filled with the sounds of sucking and Xiao Xue's suppressed moans, and then Ah Guo had to reach his limit.
He took out his medium-length, thick, dark penis, spread Xiao Xue's tight buttocks with both hands, and inserted it inch by inch into her wet cave.
"Oh!... Hiss... Oh!... No!... Don't go in..."
Although she moaned with pleasure, she kept saying no. Who would believe her?
"Oh!...Oh...No...No...I only...only for Bobo...come in!"
Ah Guo was jealous, and he began to thrust viciously, his red and black, engorged penis going all the way in with each stroke. Her swollen labia minora were turned inside out as his penis was withdrawn, and the gushing vaginal fluid made a mess of the entrance.
"Oh!...So full...So full...Oh!...Stinky Ah Guo...Dead Ah Guo...Oh!...So itchy...So itchy..." She cursed softly, but her pink buttocks obediently responded.
"Hmph! You curse me...then I won't move!" Ah Guo stopped, leaving only the head of his penis inside her vagina. He scooped up a glob of vaginal fluid with his right hand and smeared it on Xiao Xue's tight anus, rubbing it in circles with his middle finger.
Xiao Xue's anus must have been very sensitive; her swollen labia minora, covered by the head of his penis, contracted and expanded with Ah Guo's teasing, as if trying to suck the penis inside.
"Oh...don't stop...can...can you go in a little bit...it's so empty inside...it hurts so much."
"Don't you hate Brother Guo?" With a slight push of his middle finger, a knuckle slipped into Xiaoxue's anus.
"Oh!...faster...faster...fuck me...fuck me...I'm so itchy!"
Her anus was being teased to the extreme, and she lifted her buttocks to try and get his penis in, but Guo pushed her pink buttocks away, not letting her cross the line.
"Do you want Brother Guo to fuck you?" Guo asked, feigning interest.
"Hurry...okay...okay Brother Guo...fuck...fuck me...fuck me harder..."
Her juices welled up at the entrance, pressed against the glans, and were about to drip. So Guo held her buttocks and began thrusting again, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.
Ah Guo used every trick in the book to ravage Xiao Xue's wanton little hole. Finally, he shot a sludge of yellowish-white semen between Xiao Xue's pink and white thighs. Xiao Xue groaned so hard she almost choked. With Ah Guo's last thrust, she cried out and released more vaginal fluid. She collapsed on top of me, panting heavily. The white fluid flowed from her everted labia and covered her entire thigh.
Watching the two of them fool around so passionately for a while, my penis stood erect, the glans a deep purple-red. I helped Xiaoxue up, wanting her to sit on my penis, but she was weak and limp, her whole body covered in cold sweat.
"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die, you two will kill me." She was so weak her eyes were glazed over.
I didn't care about her, I just wanted to make her ejaculate until she died. I forcefully lifted her mud-like body, spread her jade thighs and let her sit on my iron rod-like penis, as if entering a water curtain cave, my penis swam into a warm cave, the inside of her still throbbing.
"Oh!...So sore...So hot...I can't take it anymore...Wait a minute!"
She had climaxed twice, so it was natural that her honey hole was sore and numb. I couldn't wait any longer, my penis pressed against the warm, slippery vaginal flesh, the constantly gushing vaginal fluid or vaginal fluid flowing over my penis, the tingling and itching was unbearable.
I lifted her hips and began to slide my penis around her vulva. Her full, firm breasts were right in front of me. I opened my mouth and sucked on her two hard, bulging nipples, my tongue swirling around them.
"Oh!...Oh!...It hurts..." she moaned weakly again, her small hands gripping my arms with slight pressure.
Penetrating her frail body, my desire to conquer surged. I began to thrust and pull my penis, wanting to see how I could make her feel.
"Oh! Oh!...Be gentle...Be gentle...It hurts so much!" she pleaded, her delicate brows furrowed. Her
crimson lips were stained with semen, probably from the oral sex we had just had. Her deep-set eyes, once exceptionally alluring, were now scattered with lust. Her blonde hair was disheveled, giving her a fragile look, as if ravaged by time.
I couldn't take it anymore. My penis swelled and swelled, the enormous thing pressing against her vagina, pounding hard against her clitoris.
By this time, Ah Guo, leaning against the door, had caught his breath. Seeing me thrusting into Xiao Xue, her pink buttocks glistening with lustful fluids, his penis slowly hardened.
"Not bad!" I gave him a thumbs-up, then compared my suit jacket to Xiao Xue's.
He looked bewildered, reaching for my jacket and offering it to me.
I shook my hand, gesturing for him to reach into his pocket.
He searched high and low, thankfully not foolish enough to pull out his cell phone, finally pulling out the toothpaste-like thing Xiao Chen had given me at the tea shop (see episode four), raising an eyebrow as if asking what I wanted.
I hugged Xiao Xue tightly, my tongue licking her snow-white earlobe, while my other penis pressed against her inside, making her pink buttocks stick up. My right hand circled her thighs, teasing Ah Guo about her anus.
"Ooh!...Oh!...Ugh!" Xiaoxue's soreness and numbness seemed to have subsided, and she could begin to accept new stimulation. A moan escaped her cherry lips, no longer weak and listless.
Aguo opened the tube cap, looked at it, and as if understanding my meaning, a sly smile appeared on his face. His penis, along with his lewd thoughts, suddenly regained its fighting spirit.
He squeezed a handful of clear, sticky gel-like lotion and smeared it on his penis. After taking a few steps, he raised his hand and smeared it on Xiaoxue's anus. Xiaoxue didn't seem to mind; she had already been penetrated by him, so what was wrong with touching and pinching?
Holding Xiaoxue tightly, I slowly swayed my hips, each time fully arched, truly penetrating to the end.
"Ooh!...Oh!...Oh no...It's starting again...Oh!" Her wide-open jade buttocks began to respond.
Seeing that Aguo was almost ready, I thrust my penis hard into her flower core, making Xiaoxue's buttocks stick up high.
"Oh!...So...So good!...Dear brother...Dear husband...Again...Again...Don't stop!"
I held her close, her two snow-white breasts pressed flat against my chest and abdomen. Ah Guo, holding his throbbing red penis, was about to shove it into Xiao Xue's small, brown anus.
"Oh no! No! You can't put it there, it's too big to go in!" Realizing that Ah Guo was about to insert it into her anus, she shook her head desperately.
"No! No! Nobody's ever put it there before, I'll die!" she begged frantically. I held her tightly, covering her cherry-like mouth with my big mouth to prevent her from crying out.
Ah Guo forcefully pried open Xiao Xue's jade buttocks with both hands, and with the help of lubricant, finally managed to insert his large glans.
I forcefully stopped Xiao Xue's delicate body from twisting, my mouth tightly sealed with her cherry lips, only continuous moans and groans of struggle could be heard. Because of the pain, tears welled up in Xiao Xue's alluring eyes.
Ah Guo, supporting her pink buttocks, slowly pushed his penis in inch by inch. After all, it was Xiao Xue's first time being deflowered, and he was afraid of hurting her.
Meanwhile, my penis was inserted into another hole, and I could vaguely feel another force gradually invading. Her warm little hole spasmed.
After about two-thirds of the way in, it seemed to encounter resistance, and Ah Guo stopped, let out a sigh, and continued to thrust in and out, no longer going deeper into the forbidden area.
After a long time, I saw that the pain on Xiao Xue's face had subsided slightly, and she slowly released her mouth.
"Ooh...it hurts so much!...You...oh! Do you really want to play me to death?" she gasped and cursed.
"I'm sorry! I won't do it again next time...good Xiao Xue...what does it feel like?"
"It feels like being raped...my anus is about to burst...every time it thrusts...it's like...like I have to poop...it's so uncomfortable!" she complained, frowning.
"It must be because you're not used to it yet. Do it a few more times and you'll definitely enjoy it!" I also started to sway my hips, my penis thrusting in and out in sync with Ah Guo's rhythm.
"You big idiot! Next time, I'll get a guy to fuck your ass!" She rolled her eyes and glared at me hatefully.
Two penises were inserted into Xiaoxue's two holes, one in front and one behind. It was harder for me to thrust, and I couldn't keep up with Aguo's rhythm, but there were times when they were inserted at the same time. In that instant, my penis felt an unprecedented tightness, making me feel like I was floating on air.
At first, Xiaoxue was moaning in pain, but as she gradually got used to it, her moans turned into happy moans, and her pussy started to overflow with juices again. She slowly spread her legs wide, allowing Aguo to insert smoothly.
"Oh!...Oh!...So good...What a great penis...It's...It feels so good!" Her pleasure gradually rose, and she tilted her head back and uttered lewd words.
I don't know if it was the decadent feeling of anal sex that made her extremely excited, but her hot vaginal muscles gripped my penis so tightly and hotly, and every insertion brought me to the brink of climax.
"Oh!... Ah!... A little deeper... a little deeper... Fuck me... Fuck me harder!" I couldn't tell if she was calling me or A-Guo; she was so wildly incoherent that she was babbling incoherently. A-
Guo and I felt a surge of excitement, and at the same time, we thrust our penises all the way in, feeling her lower abdomen swell instantly.
"Oh! It feels so good... How can it be so comfortable... I... I... I'm going to die... I'm going to die."
She shook her head, cold sweat pouring down her body: "Faster... Faster... Oh!... Fuck me to death...
Yes... Yes... Inside... Right there!"
I thrust hard into her G-spot, while A-Guo's purplish penis hadn't reached its end.
"Ah!... I'm done for... Oh... It's coming... It's coming... Oh... I... I... I...
I can't take it anymore!"
Her wet, hot vagina contracted like never before, and hot, surging vaginal fluid poured down relentlessly. I was churning my glans from the boundless warmth inside her vagina, and my semen shot deep into her uterus again.
A-Guo had probably ejaculated as well; the three of us were intertwined, embracing each other, panting heavily.
"Shh... someone's coming in." In my dying moments, I heard hurried footsteps rushing in.
Just as I was wondering who had diarrhea and was running to the toilet like they were dodging an alarm, the door was suddenly kicked open with a "bang," and a gleaming samurai sword, accompanied by a chilling gaze, slashed diagonally towards A-Guo's shoulder.
"Damn it! One person playing with her is one thing, but two people treating her like a prostitute!" A piercing curse rang out, and I felt hot liquid splash onto Xiao Xue's pink back and onto my face. I reached down and touched it; it was a pool of bright red blood.
Xiao Xue, who had been panting, saw the blood on my face and screamed, clutching my arm tightly, her nails digging into her flesh.
A-Guo cried out in pain, but being a retired seaman, he quickly pulled his white penis out of Xiao Xue's anus, spun around, and kicked Xiao Sen.
Xiao Sen cursed again and was about to strike again, but instead struck A-Guo's boot with a thud. A-Guo's force not only knocked over the samurai sword but also kicked Xiao Sen out the door.
As soon as the samurai sword left his hand, seeing the situation was turning against him, Komori turned and fled. I saw A-Guo quickly tuck his wet penis into his pants and chase after him.
Caught off guard, I was at a loss. I helped Xiaoxue up, pulled my penis out of her trembling, tense vagina, grabbed a stack of toilet paper, and used it to wipe away the traces of semen flowing from her swollen vulva and anus.
Still in shock, she let me wipe her.
(10)
It was only with great difficulty that we finished cleaning the sticky, thick vaginal secretions from both of them and got dressed. Xiaoxue was a stranger, too ashamed to face anyone, afraid that people would ask what the three of them had been doing in the toilet. How would she answer then? She blankly went into the girls' lounge.
I ejaculated twice, my legs were weak, and I finally made it around the corner. All the customers in the hall had fled, except for a group gathered around the counter. All the shop assistants were hiding under the counter; the atmosphere was tense.
Ah-Guo's entire olive-green linen casual suit was soaked in deep red bloodstains on the back. A large gash on his skin was gushing blood, and he was slumped in his chair, his eyes unfocused.
Cheese stood in front of Ah-Guo, arguing heatedly with Xiong-Ge: "Xiong-Ge! You're wrong to say that. A young man like you grabs a knife and slashes randomly. Don't you, as the boss, discipline him?"
"I already said I don't know! I don't watch him all the time!" Xiong-Ge was also furious.
"If Ah-Guo offended him, we could have talked it out. Now that someone's been injured, let's see what Xiong-Ge does!" Although Xiong-Ge knew that Old Man Cheese was a veteran of the Sanguang Gang in Hsinchu, and therefore wouldn't dare to act recklessly, he still felt compelled to intervene and smooth things over.
"Brother Xiong, why did Xiao Sen attack someone?" I slapped Cheese and stood beside him.
"I don't know either. After 11 or 12 o'clock, he started acting strange, all gloomy. I forgot to ask him."
"Damn it! It's all because of you! Xiao Sen has always resented Xiao Xue being nice to you. He treats Xiao Xue like a goddess, but she always lets you mess around, and she even smiles at you! Damn it!" A group of thugs in floral shirts and buzz cuts were behind Brother Xiong, and one of the tall ones was about to rush forward.
"Ah Ming, you son of a bitch, do you have the right to speak like that?" Brother Xiong glared at him.
"I know Xiao Sen has been interested in Xiao Xue for a long time. He started asking her out the first time he saw her, but he never managed to get her to agree. This time, he probably thought Xiao Xue was... what happened? He got jealous and attacked someone with a knife." Sister-in-law Lijuan chimed in from the side.
The flower was willing, but the water was indifferent. I roughly knew the gist of the story and didn't ask any more questions.
"Eee...ee..." The ambulance siren rang out, stopping outside. Lijuan and Wawa helped Aguo out. I followed them to the door, watching the accompanying nurse bandage Aguo and secure him to the stretcher. Just as they were about to help push him into the ambulance, I quickly stepped forward, grabbed Aguo's hand, and said, "Sorry! I was going to give you something nice, but it turned out bad. Are you alright?" Aguo opened his
dim eyes, a hint of a smile in them: "Damn! As long as I had fun, you bastard! It's just a minor injury."
I knew the wound was two or three centimeters deep. Luckily, it hadn't damaged any nerves, but he'd still need to be hospitalized for at least two or three days.
"Rest well. I'll be there when you're horny!" I told him.
He tried to laugh, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to cough.
"Heh! Heh! Mixed-race women's pubic hair is still black, haha! Black." He gave a bitter smile. He
's incorrigible. I wanted to laugh too.
The nurse accompanying the patient was probably getting impatient. She had been standing by the vehicle whispering to the driver, but now she returned to the stretcher and urged, "Alright! Alright! The patient is bleeding a lot, let's get him to the hospital quickly. Which family member is coming with us?"
A rich fragrance wafted into my nostrils, and the sweet, sticky voice sounded familiar. I looked up and saw Yu-zhen, that flirtatious, busty, and voluptuous nurse. Wasn't she out with Pin-xuan? How could we meet here? (See Twelve Windows (Six)). Yu-zhen didn't recognize me. Seeing me in a daze, her eyes were filled with confusion.
A-Guo was also puzzled. He followed my gaze to Yu-zhen, and hey! He recognized her too. It was the big, voluptuous woman he had spied on.
So he reached out and gently squeezed my hand, saying with satisfaction, "Ha! Don't worry, it'll be over soon! It'll be over soon!"
Thinking that didn't make sense, he added, "No...no...if the ward nurse is her, then it's best if it doesn't get better...
don't get better! " He
was rambling and talking nonsense, and I couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. I went over to Lijuan to discuss asking the child to act as a family member and go to the hospital with her. I told her I'd be there shortly after. It was already past 1 a.m., and the shop was too busy to operate anyway. The hospital was nearby, just three or four blocks away.
The ambulance drove off with its piercing siren. I answered a call from a colleague outside. Xiaoxue, Sister Azhu, and another young girl wearing a silver checkered coat, their shapely, fair legs below the knees, walked past me. The busty girl was nowhere to be seen.
Xiaoxue looked perfectly normal. Her makeup was freshly applied, and she was still radiant and alluring, a feast for the eyes. It was hard to imagine that just half an hour ago she and Aguo had been having sex with both her front and back orifices.
"Okay, Xue'er! Are you alright?" I asked her.
"Duh!" she replied playfully in Japanese, her face as beautiful as a flower.
"Although it's a little disappointing, I'm very happy today. Really!" Her cold little hand grasped my warm big hand, and there was indeed no complaint on her face.
"Give me your phone number! You should treat me to a late-night snack another day." Her foxy eyes fixed on me.
Of course! I had originally planned to have a late-night snack with her that night, and I would go no matter what day it was.
After exchanging phone numbers, she blushed and said, "Next time I won't let you come from behind, it hurts!" She quickly caught up with the two people in front, got into the van, and sped away.
Inside, there was still a commotion. Xiong Ge's gang of henchmen, having heard what Cheese said, started shouting.
"Damn it! Cheese, you've gone too far! I told you Xiao Sen ran away and disappeared, but you wouldn't believe me." It was Ah Ming, the tall, thin guy who had just been so hot-tempered. "
If you want to settle this privately, hand over Xiao Sen. I'll have the old man and Xiong Ge handle it properly. The truth will be revealed when the time comes." Cheese's attitude was firm, certain that Xiong Ge, this rising star of the underworld, wouldn't dare to touch him.
“If this happens, I’ll make sure he gets seriously injured, and he won’t be able to stay in the Taoyuan, Hsinchu, and Miaoli areas anymore.”
“What the hell… damn it!” Ah-Ming was about to rush out again when Xiong-Ge grabbed him and slapped him across the face: “Damn it! Ah-Ming, you get inside!” Xiong-Ge was also furious.
Ah-Ming walked angrily into the sound control room, and the hall fell silent instantly.
I stood behind Cheese and suddenly realized that aside from being a womanizer, Cheese was actually quite a good guy. He was loyal to his friends and showed no signs of cowardice or greed.
A girl with large breasts sat quietly on a chair behind me. Her large, innocent eyes, like those of a high school student, blinked under the light. Her face was serene and calm, without a trace of fear, and a faint smile played on her lips. She was waiting for Cheese, I thought.
Xiong Ge finally made up his mind, and his tone softened: "Brother Cheese, if you really want me to hand over Xiao Sen, I can't help it. I've offended you guys; who knows if he'll run back to the countryside in the south to hide."
"Hmm… I think we should let the branch office handle it!" he decided.
I thought I would handle it the same way. A private settlement wouldn't be easy; we can't let Xiao Sen off so easily without bloodshed. Letting the police handle it might allow him to hide for a while and maybe we can get rid of him.
"Heh! Heh! Okay, then I'll ask Branch Chief Zhang to come over." Cheese didn't say much more, picked up his cell phone and dialed. At this moment, Xiong Ge's face turned rather unpleasant.
I was exhausted after giving my statement until almost 3 a.m. Damn it, Officer Wu kept asking me what exactly happened at the crime scene in the restroom, why three people were crammed into the same stall—how was I supposed to answer? I had to blur out the truth with three layers of mosaic and downplay it.
Just then, a young girl in a white t-shirt and tight jeans, chatting with Chief Zhang from afar, suddenly brightened up. Her ears were so sharp; she could hear the falling leaves from five meters away! Damn! After
seeing Cheese off in his BMW 320, the screeching of tires disappeared into the distance as he rushed off to his climax with the big-breasted girl. I was done, too tired. Even if Cheese was pushing my butt from behind, I couldn't be sure if I could actually get into the big-breasted girl's hole.
I had the key to Pinxuan's room in my pocket, and I couldn't resist going there. Rather than going back to my cold, empty hut, I'd rather sleep in Pinxuan's fragrant boudoir with her.
I gently pushed open the door, letting in a soft, warm light. The bedside lamp was still on. Pinxuan was sleeping peacefully on her side, her back to the light, a thin silk blanket wrapped around her. Because she was turned, most of her pink buttocks were exposed, looking as delicate and smooth as a peach in the warm light.
I tiptoed in and sat down beside her. There were several brand-new books on the bedside table. The top one was "Challenging Million-Dollar Stores - How to Become a Successful Business Owner," which I had already read several pages of. An A4 sheet of paper served as a bookmark. I noticed some writing on it, so I pulled it out. It was covered in dense writing, with a small figure drawn in the lower left corner, an arrow shooting into its eye, and several lines hastily written on it: "Stinky Bobo stinky Bobo stinky Bobo stinky Bobo stinky Bobo." Finally, as if concluding, I added three large characters: "I hate you." I couldn't help but smile bitterly to myself.
Just as I was about to throw it away, I noticed a line of writing on the back. I looked closely and saw it read, "Bobo, will you be my girlfriend?" Perhaps she was tired of waiting for me and wanted to leave me these words, but when she woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't find me, she got up and fiercely crossed them out. My nose felt a little sore, and my eyes welled up. I wanted to hold her tightly and say anything. I reached under the thin blanket to touch the beautiful curve between her waist and pink buttocks. Her full body was completely naked, slightly warm from her deep sleep. Despite my exhaustion, I felt a stirring in my groin. My hand unconsciously slid gently over her breasts, reaching her most alluring spot.
Pinxuan was lying on her side with her legs pressed tightly together, only a small patch of her closed, rose-colored labia visible. They felt dry and warm to the touch. Her dark, glossy pubic hair lay flat against her thighs, and her anus was neatly contracted like flower petals. I think I touched her sensitive spot, because she stirred and turned over, her body spread wide, then tucked back under the thin blanket. She opened her sleepy eyes, smiled, took my hand and placed it on her chest, but after a short while, she went back to sleep.
I felt the soft rise and fall of her chest beneath my hand subside, then slowly pulled my right hand away, not daring to disturb her. I quickly washed up, then slipped naked under the blanket and embraced her from behind, my chest pressed against her smooth back, my erect penis pressing between her tender thighs. Looking from behind, the fine hairs on her face rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing; she slept so sweetly and soundly. She didn't wake up, only clinging to my arm with her small hand. I, holding a ball of fire, initially thought it would be hard to sleep, but I soon fell asleep. It was a truly deep sleep.
I woke up to a series of sharp "snap" sounds. Opening my eyes, I saw two straw-colored curtains fluttering violently in the wind. For a moment, it felt like I was at a campaign rally for Chen Shui-bian, a sea of green flags and banners. Outside was a narrow alley between two buildings. The early morning wind rushed into the alley, making me feel as if I were lying on the seawall of Fenggui, my whole body immersed in the gentle breeze.
Then I saw the flagpole, standing straight up between my legs. Most of the thin blanket had slipped off the bed, and I was lying naked on the brass bed covered with a pink sheet. Only one part of my body had woken up earlier than me.
I remembered this was Pin-xuan's bed. I sat up. The alarm clock on the bedside table was pointing to 8:50.
"Oh no!" I thought to myself. There was a meeting at 10:00 today, and I had to have a pre-meeting discussion with the engineer first.
"Pin-xuan!" I called out, but there was no response.
The bathroom door was open, there were no water stains on the floor, and there was no room to hide anyone.
"Leaving so early?" I wondered, glancing around. The new book on the bedside table was gone, replaced by another A4 sheet. I pulled it out; two lines were written horizontally on it: "Lazy pig! Time to get up, I won't be responsible if you're late."
"I've put a seal on you, so don't touch me if you disappear tonight! PS: It's a long-lasting lipstick!"
I was both annoyed and amused. I seemed to have heard this kind of joke about waking someone up before, but she'd actually picked it up. As for this "seal," what was it all about? So I started looking on the pig. It wasn't hard to find; on the pale skin above the pubic hair on her lower abdomen, I saw a very conspicuous bright red lip print, pressed very carefully, with a beautiful lip shape.
Hey! This mischievous little woman had actually put a chastity belt on me.
A busy day flew by with a series of meetings. I carried a pile of documents, planning to go home and work on a preliminary plan for a leisure farm, then go to see Pin-hsuan tonight to check on the results.
I contacted A-Guo at the company at noon. He said his injury wasn't serious; some tendons and muscles were severed, and he needed about twenty stitches last night. He'd have some tests done today, and if everything was alright, he could be discharged this afternoon. Besides avoiding heavy lifting for a short period, there wouldn't be any inconveniences, and he'd recover in less than two weeks.
Just as I was about to congratulate him, he unexpectedly said he didn't want to be discharged. I was surprised and asked him why, but his answer wasn't unexpected.
He said he'd already met Yu-Zhen yesterday, fulfilling the first requirement of their encounter—a preliminary conversation. He knew she was a nurse in the internal medicine ward, so he planned to go to the internal medicine outpatient clinic today to see if he could get a hospitalization check-up. If all went well, he might be able to get his hands on this sexy, voluptuous nurse. Of course, besides congratulating him, I offered him a few more words of blessing.
From afar, I saw a girl with a simple, straight hairstyle, wearing a white t-shirt and blue straight-leg skinny jeans, standing outside the apartment building's iron gate. She had a pair of gold-rimmed round glasses on her small face and kept tossing her hair around. I didn't think much of it; in such a large apartment building, I see many people every day.
As I approached, I took out my key and was about to put it in the lock when she stepped closer, asking timidly, "Um... are you Mr. Bobo?" Her voice was sweet.
So she was waiting for me. Why am I having so many romantic encounters lately?
"Yes, I am!" I flashed my most irresistible smile.
"I... I'm Zhong... Zhong Lizhi, a reporter from Meihua News."
"Zhong... Zhong Lizhi?" I couldn't shake my playful nature.
"No! No! It's... Zhong Lizhi." Her face flushed, her bright red lips trembling.
How can someone so shy be a reporter? I couldn't help but think.
"Oh... is there something you need?" I asked.
"Yesterday we... we think we met, you... do you remember?"
"Yesterday?" I really couldn't remember.
"It was...it was at the Beimen Precinct...you know the Beimen Precinct, right?" She looked expectant.
"Oh...you're...that...that..." I seemed to vaguely remember.
"Yes! Yes! I'm Chief Zhang's niece!" She finally breathed a sigh of relief.
I remembered the woman with the keen ears at the precinct yesterday; she was Chief Zhang's niece. But what did that have to do with me? Although she was a pretty, innocent-looking girl, her makeup was a bit too contrived! The lipstick color was exactly the same as the lipstick mark on my lower abdomen.
"What can I do for you?" I looked at the press pass hanging on her necklace, which read "Taipei Journalists Association."
"Well, it's like this! Didn't you and your friend report a case at the precinct yesterday? I overheard some details, and my uncle told me some things too. I found it quite...quite interesting. Would it be convenient to do an interview with you?" The distance between us had closed a bit, and her speech became smoother.
Please! How could I possibly say such a thing, let alone have it published in a sleazy magazine like the Mei Hua Report?
"It's not good! You know this isn't something you should talk about!"
Her face flushed slightly; of course she knew it wasn't appropriate.
"But...but...but I haven't been with the magazine long enough, I haven't submitted any articles yet, and the editor-in-chief insists I publish this issue." Seeing I didn't answer, she continued, "My uncle also said he has a connection with you, you should give him face!"
Damn it! Using Zhang Jinjian to pressure me, who cares? I mentally screamed a dozen times.
"I think this is how it works! Go to bed 405 at Hsinchu Hospital, ask the person involved directly; that's the clearest way." In this urgent situation, I had no choice but to betray A-Guo.
"No...he just kicked me out at noon, he was so mean!" Seeing me pick up the keys again, she became anxious.
"Hmph! I'm mean too, you should go beg him." With no end in sight, it was best to slip away after opening the door.
I was shirtless, wearing only a shirt and trousers, hunched over the drawing table sketching the entry and exit routes for the leisure farm. The various service areas were mostly marked out; I'd be done soon, and I'd definitely get Mr. Liu's case tomorrow.
"Beep..." The doorbell rang again. This was the third time, every fifteen minutes. Zhong Lizhi's persistence was truly impressive. Why didn't she go after A-Guo? I couldn't help but admire her; I also felt bad seeing such a beautiful woman out in the cold.
"But how should I deal with her?" I picked up a large steel cup of coffee, sipping it as I pondered.
After a long while! An idea struck me: since she wanted a savory, savory experience, I'd give her a truly savory one!
After getting ready, I didn't put on a coat, just wore a pair of underpants and casually opened the door. Ms. Zhong, who had been all smiles, blushed and quickly turned her head away when she saw me, stammering, "You...
you...would you like to put on some clothes?"
I chuckled inwardly, but still said coolly, "No! I'm planning to
take a shower after the interview. Are you coming in or not?" She didn't want to leave again, so she turned her head and, blushing, followed me to the sofa.
"You must be tired! Being a reporter must be tough, right?" I asked casually.
"It's alright! It depends on what kind of reporter you are!" She finally turned her head, only daring to look me in the eye.
"Yes! Reporters on TV are so powerful. Politicians are terrified of them, and everyone tries their best to win them over. Aren't they powerful?" I continued with my usual rambling. "
That's a minority, after all. Small reporters like us are watched by editors at the company, and then get scorned when we come out. It's pitiful, and most reporters are like that." Her beautiful eyes were filled with a bitter smile.
I thought her eyes were very bright and clear, and even with large glasses, they didn't diminish her charm at all. But! I still needed to use a more drastic approach.
"Can I call you Lizhi? I'm quite familiar with your uncle. Although he's not much older than you, you're like his own niece." I wanted to build rapport first.
"Okay! Then how about I call you Brother Bobo?" A closer relationship means a faster way to get information!
Seeing that she dared to look me in the eye, half-naked, I thought, it's time. So I turned to the side, crossed my left leg on the sofa, and felt a "thud" as something fell onto the right leg of my short, wide-legged underpants. Thinking about her reaction, I felt a surge of pleasure as the thing slowly swelled up and pressed against my pants. From her angle, she should be able to see a hairy thing.
"Great! This makes the interview more intimate," I replied.
She let out a soft cry, her face turning as red as an apple, down to the back of her ears. "You...you...you..." She stared at my crotch, forgetting to turn her head away, too embarrassed to speak.
"What's wrong?" I pretended to be clueless, glancing down to make sure my penis wasn't fully visible.
She turned her head, panting, her voluptuous body shifting slightly to the side. After a long pause, she finally managed to speak: "N-nothing...nothing! Can we talk about yesterday?" She was too ashamed to mention seeing my penis.
I didn't let her off the hook, turning my bulging pants around to face her again, saying, "Shouldn't we ask about Brother Bobo's basic information first?"
Ha! She saw it again, her bright eyes welling up with tears. She twisted her neck to the side, but fearing being misunderstood as disrespectful, she forced her clear black and white eyes to stare at me.
"What's wrong? Doesn't your neck get tired from twisting like that?" I teased her, knowing the answer already.
She blinked hard, exhaled a long, fragrant breath, her firm breasts bobbing up and down inside her t-shirt for a moment before finally deciding to speak.
"You...you...your...that's coming out." She pouted, extending a slender finger to indicate, her blushing expression alluring and captivating.
"What is it?" I pretended to look down, still wanting to ask.
"That...that...that...the thing in my pants...that!" But she couldn't quite explain it.
I suddenly realized, lowering my left leg and running my hand to my crotch, my penis still pressing against it: "Oh dear! Sorry! It just wants to get close to pretty girls, I can't control it!"
"Brother Bobo! You...you...you're so naughty!" Her gentle anger and reproach were truly irresistible.
"Would you like some tea or coffee?" Time to move on to the next move.
Seeing me stand up, she could only agree.
"Coffee it is!" No matter what I chose, I only had lukewarm coffee for her.
"I just brewed some Mandheling coffee, and there's half a pot left keeping it warm on the stove, so please have some!"
I picked up the mug and poured in all the strong coffee from the pot, thinking the stronger the better. I added four butterballs and seven or eight spoonfuls of rock sugar, stirred it, and the coffee became as thick as cornstarch.
Carrying the large cup of hot coffee, I carefully walked to her side, pretending to shout, "Careful! Careful! It's hot!" I pretended to trip over the table leg, stumbled, and spilled the warm coffee all over her, landing face-first on her voluptuous body. My hands reflexively pulled inward and pushed out, and I found myself firmly holding her round and elastic breasts. I felt a soft, smooth ball of flesh beneath my hands, and smelled the faint fragrance of her body near her hairline. My heart skipped a beat, and my penis instantly sprang to life, as if pressing against something hard. A sidelong glance revealed that it was pressed right against her crotch.
"Ah...it's hot!" She cried out instinctively as soon as the coffee was spilled on her. By the time she realized it wasn't so hot anymore, I had already pressed her entire body onto the sofa, and my hands were firmly holding down her private and sensitive areas.
"Ah..." she cried out again, her face against mine gradually burning hot, her firm breasts heaving with each breath, causing my hand to rise and fall in a magnificent display.
After a long while, she pushed me away, her cheeks flushed, her beautiful eyes filled with annoyance and a hint of restlessness. Silently, she pulled a tissue from the table and began wiping the water off her body.
I saw that her white t-shirt was soaked from the right side of her chest down to the hem, completely stained brown. Although the water had been wiped away, the stain was still clearly visible. Her tight jeans were soaked in large patches at the crotch and thighs, the blue turning a darker shade; her underwear was probably wet too.
"I...I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry to have soaked you like this, what am I going to do?" I said, looking panicked.
"You...you did this on purpose!" she complained.
"Why do you say that? Do I look like that kind of person?"
I hoped she wouldn't turn away in anger; the real show was yet to come.
"Look! How am I going to get home like this?" she pouted, clearly blaming me.
"Hmm... I think this is better... I'll lend you a few clothes. You can take a shower and change. I'll take your dirty clothes to the washing machine, spin them out, and hang them up to dry. We'll see what to do when you leave!"
"..." She thought for a moment, and it seemed like this was the only way.
I took a black t-shirt and white athletic shorts from the closet and handed them to her. She didn't look at them closely, went into the bathroom, took off her clothes, and handed the dirty clothes out through a small crack. Then the sound of running water filled the air.
I thought to myself, she really doesn't care about appearances. Isn't she afraid I'll barge in and rape her while she's naked? Girls these days are getting more and more open, they don't even have the most basic sense of danger. Luckily, she remembered to lock the door, otherwise I might have barged in myself.
The dirty clothes were carefully wrapped into a ball. I went to the balcony and was about to throw them into the washing machine when I discovered that there was also a white bra and panties wrapped inside. I touched them slightly and found that the bra was wet and the panties were wet in one corner. They must have felt sticky and uncomfortable to wear. No wonder she changed them all.
Taking this opportunity, I carefully examined the small pair of underwear in my hand. They were white silk with lace trim, very delicate. The thin panties were almost translucent except for the double-layered fabric in the center. Like a normal man, I brought them close to my nose and sniffed them one by one. The bra was mostly wet, with a strong coffee and milky smell, probably from the creamer! The panties were only wet at the waist, and the private area was slightly yellowed from wearing them for a long time, with a faint, almost invisible, transparent mucus. It smelled so strong, a strong, pungent odor of vaginal discharge that it made me shudder.
The sound of water stopped for two or three minutes, but she still didn't come out. I knew she was too scared to come out, but could she hide inside forever?
After a while, the ugly daughter-in-law finally had to meet her in-laws. The door slowly opened, revealing a ripe red apple, then a delicate body draped in a loose t-shirt, and finally, her buttocks, tightly gripping the hem of her pants, reluctantly followed.
"I knew you were naughty, deliberately teasing me!" She glared at me fiercely.
"What? I was just obediently washing your clothes, and you deserve nothing for my good deed!" I protested.
She angrily pinched the hem of her pants, her face turning red and white in turns. Seeing my innocent look, she was quite indignant. She let go of my clothes and scolded loudly, "Look at you, look at you! How can you wear these pants like this! They're
almost completely exposed! And you haven't even teased me yet?"
A pair of white sweatpants were slit up to her thighs, revealing most of her snow-white buttocks, and below were her slender, straight thighs.
The scene was incredibly erotic. Thinking that she wasn't wearing any underwear, my crotch involuntarily pitched a full 135 degrees, pulling my undershirt straight and shiny.
She was startled when she saw this, quickly lowered her head, and sat down on the sofa.
"Hmph! It wasn't intentional. What's wrong with letting someone see a little bit? You were peeking at me, weren't you?"
"You...you...you...it came out on its own, and...it wasn't because I wanted to see." In her anxiety, she started stammering again.
(12)
I swear I've never been so happy. Seeing her sitting obediently on the sofa, she had even forgotten the purpose of her visit. The dizziness on her face hadn't subsided since she came in. She looked like a helpless little wife.
"Hey! Li Ti! If you're not going to interview me, I'm going to take a shower first. Look, my crotch is all wet!"
She didn't dare to look. She turned her pink neck and turned to the other side.
I chuckled inwardly. I still took a pair of underpants and went into the bathroom. I deliberately only closed the door halfway and left it half open. Fortunately, the bathroom was at the other end of the room, a good five steps away from the sofa. Otherwise, she would definitely call me an exhibitionist, which wouldn't be fun. It would be more interesting if she thought I had accidentally exposed myself.
Before she came in, I had already moved the movable full-length mirror next to the wardrobe to the bathroom side, carefully calibrating the angle against the wall so that she could enjoy my show from the sofa.
"Hey! This is a free bonus!"
I perked up, twisted my waist and puffed out my chest in front of the bathroom mirror, pulled down my pants, and then a bad feeling crept into my heart. Pinxuan's bright red lipstick mark was still on my lower abdomen, but it looked like a faint red shadow. Had I washed it off because I sweated too much during the day? If I washed it off now, my chance to kiss her tonight would be gone. What should I do?
I glanced at the full-length mirror. Lizhi hadn't noticed the secret yet, standing in front of the drawing table with her back to the mirror, looking at my leisure farm planning map. A flash of inspiration struck me, and I made up my mind.
As the sound of rushing water filled the air, I glimpsed her turn and return to the sofa, her long black hair tilted back as she pondered something. She then pulled a notebook from her purse and began writing something.
I dared not look directly into the mirror, because if our eyes met, she would know I was looking at her too, and the whole thing would be over.
I was now completely soaked, while she was still writing. I coughed heavily several times. Ah! She looked up, her eyes brightening, finally noticing the trick in the mirror.
After looking at herself in the mirror for a while, feeling embarrassed, she lowered her head again to continue writing, but seemed distracted, her hands barely moving. Less than thirty seconds later, she finally couldn't resist putting down the pen and paper and looking up again.
I kept my face away from the mirror, trying to sneak peeks out of the corner of my eye. I knew she wouldn't want to miss this opportunity to spy; after all, everyone has a deep-seated curiosity, and no one wants to
let a chance to pry into someone's privacy slip by. So I shifted my body, framing my male characteristics at the best angle, ready to begin my performance. First, I lowered my head, poured shampoo on my hair, and prepared to wash it, projecting my firm buttocks through the mirror into her view. She could definitely see my thick arms, strong waist, and taut buttocks in the mirror. If she looked closely enough, she might even see my drooping scrotum and chocolate-colored anus.
Looking in the mirror, I saw her eyes widen, her body motionless like a clay sculpture, only her hair fluttering in the breeze from the window. As I rinsed off the shampoo, she pulled out a tissue to wipe her sweat.
Then, I lathered myself with shower gel and started showering. Knowing I was being spied on by a woman, my penis remained violently erect, pointing upwards in an arc towards the ceiling, the glans as large as a kiwi, gleaming a deep red.
I turned to show her my side, then, thinking the steam from the hot water might obstruct her view, I reached out and stopped the shower, letting the steam dissipate slightly. Then, with my rock-hard penis still erect, I washed my chest, abdomen, and armpits clean.
As the image became clearer, she seemed aroused by the male body in the mirror, her body burning with desire. Her legs opened restlessly to let in some fresh air, and I could vaguely see a dark mass inside her pants and her white, pink buttocks pressed against the sofa. She pulled out a second tissue and started wiping the fog off her glasses.
Thinking that her vulva must be starting to secrete fluid, an unbearable itch surged through my penis. While glancing at the shadow in her pants, I fantasized about thrusting inside, my right hand gripping my penis, rubbing it back and forth incessantly. Suddenly,
she opened her mouth wide in the mirror, her pink neck thrusting forward, her face a mixture of shyness and disbelief. The more she watched, the more I rubbed, and then I saw her right hand, still holding the tissue, reach into her shorts to wipe herself.
I couldn't think of any more sensual way to arouse her than with obscenely swaying her buttocks. Well then! I'll send her to her climax! Gloves gripping my penis, I thrust my hips in and out, performing masturbation movements I'd never done since birth, as if I were a real stud on stage, even Ricky Martin couldn't compare.
She must have never seen such a realistic stud show; at least the studs outside wear thongs, but mine had every vein on my penis clearly visible. She was probably truly dumbfounded, her eyes fixed on the mirror, her chest heaving, and her small hand slipping into her pants no longer seemed like wiping, but rather like rubbing.
The thought of this innocent beauty watching me lewdly rub my clitoris, this clumsy masturbation with no hands and only hips, actually taking me to the Himalayas, made my head spin, my glans throbbing uncontrollably. Just a second before I was about to ejaculate, I turned to face the mirror, my eyes meeting her languid gaze, and a stream of white semen sprayed violently onto the water-stained wall under her watchful gaze.
The moment her eyes met my lustful gaze, her delicate body trembled, her pretty face flushed with shame, and she buried herself in the sofa beside her, refusing to get up.
The bath had been incredibly pleasurable; less than three minutes later, I shamelessly emerged, whistling and smelling fresh. She no longer cared that most of her bottom was sticking out of her pants; she covered her face with her arms and buried herself deep in the sofa.
"Little Lizhi, did you enjoy the show?" I was practically bursting with pleasure.
She didn't move, too ashamed to look at me.
"Did you like Bobo's performance?" I asked her again.
She remained silent, her shoulders trembling slightly, and she began to sob quietly. I hadn't expected to make her cry, and I panicked. I sat down beside her, gently stroking her shoulders, waiting for her to calm down.
After a long while, the sobbing stopped, and her whole body seemed to merge with the sofa. In the large room, apart from the howling night wind outside the window, there was no other sound.
Finally, I broke the silence to comfort her: "My dear Lizhi! Don't cry! Brother Bobo won't laugh at you."
Another silence followed, then a muffled voice finally came through the sofa: "Ugh...you...you're even worse than that guy from what country, this...playing with me like this, I...I...I'm too ashamed to face anyone, ugh...ugh...what should I do?...How can I...how can I face anyone?" Her voice was nasal; she was truly heartbroken.
I thought for a moment, trying to figure out how to comfort her. "Hmm...then tell me, how can Brother Bobo face anyone if he masturbates like this?" I had to start with myself.
"You're different...you...you're a boy, boys all masturbate...but I'm a girl!" a muffled voice drifted over.
"We're all human, how can there be such a big difference? Both boys and girls have the right to pursue happiness. Besides, Bobo was just teasing you on purpose; you had no idea I was watching."
"I don't care! You saw me doing something so embarrassing... what am I
supposed to do now!" Am I really obligated to help you? You might as well just marry me! I really wanted to say that to her, but I gently said, "I've seen girls use vibrators to masturbate before, and I'm not surprised at all. In fact, I like it. After all, if I can do it, why can't girls? It would be too selfish not to accept it!" I've even betrayed Pinxuan; if this doesn't work, I'm out of options.
After a while, she turned her head, her face streaked with tears, and asked, "Really?"
"Yes! Really." I nodded emphatically.
"But... but... you have to swear you won't laugh at me... and... you can't tell anyone." She looked at me pleadingly.
Helpless, I raised my right hand and loudly recited my oath: "I, Bobo, swear on my chastity that I will never ridicule Lizhi, nor will I ever reveal to any third party Lizhi's lewd deeds tonight."
Ha! She finally stopped crying and laughed, grabbed her purse from the ground, and threw it at my head: "You...you still have a chastity? And...and...what lewd things I did!"
Afraid of being hit by the purse, I suddenly lowered my head, my face pressed against the round, pink buttocks that couldn't be covered by my white sweatpants. The fresh scent of shower gel and the strong, pungent smell of a woman's vulva filled my nostrils, and my eyes happened to catch a glimpse of her plump, wet labia, with vaginal fluid dripping from the cleft. The dense pubic hair and even the pores around her labia majora were clearly visible. I couldn't resist, and I stuck out my tongue and flicked it at the droplets of fluid between the clefts.
My tongue had barely brushed against her when she jumped up as if she'd been electrocuted: "You...you...you can't...I just met you today!" Her face flushed, she hid behind the drawing table.
"We just met, and you've already secretly seen my whole body, and you're so excited. Of course, I have to get something out of it." I said, sitting up comfortably on the sofa.
She stood there sulking for a while, finally managing to say something: "Whatever...we'll take it slow!"
I chuckled inwardly, unsure whether to slowly build up foreplay or slowly start a relationship. Finally, I stated my final request: "Okay, but you have to promise me one thing!"
She opened her eyes slightly, looking eager to hear it, so I continued: "Um...here...give me a kiss!"
I pulled down my pants with my left hand, revealing my thick pubic area, and pointed to that white plain with my right. For a moment, not only was she blushing and standing there, but my own face was burning with embarrassment. Two people in the room were blushing.
I think she was no longer unfamiliar with my body; she had seen every organ, every unsightly primal reaction. Now, all she wanted was for her to leave a lip print on me—it was child's play.
Without asking any questions, her two long, straight, pink legs came back. Right in front of me, she gracefully bent down, letting her beautiful black hair fall across my chest and abdomen, while her wet, warm cherry lips pressed against my slightly trembling lower abdomen. Through the gaps in her hair, I saw her flushed cheeks, her elegantly closed eyelids, and her hands encircling her straight thighs. I gently placed my hand on the juncture of her graceful legs and hips, without flinching or showing the slightest displeasure. This kiss, though in an absurd place, felt as natural as the changing seasons.
Inexplicably, something seemed to have happened between us, yet I couldn't quite grasp what it truly meant. Just as her cherry lips parted, I heard her sigh, "I...I never imagined you had this kind of fetish!"
Seeing the bright red lipstick mark that had been lost and found on my lower abdomen, I blurted out in a flash, "You...are you wearing long-lasting lipstick?"
Her sparkling eyes smiled, "You're so silly! These days, long-lasting lipsticks don't fade, so how could a kiss leave a lipstick mark?"
I was completely stunned, slapping my thigh hard with my right hand, inwardly thanking myself for the close call. I almost fell for Pin Xuan's trick; this woman was truly beyond just being cunning and sly.
Something inexplicably changed between Lizhi and me, and the time and space that followed were filled with restraint and awkwardness. I thought she needed time to catch her breath. So I let her pick out a satisfactory outfit from the closet and escape. The unfinished visit would be left for another time, the next time she came to retrieve the white t-shirt and blue low-waisted skinny jeans that were fluttering lightly on the balcony.
(13)
At 8:40, the night was getting deeper. I opened the window and looked at the Pinxuan building across the street. Less than 40% of the windows were lit. Perhaps most of the residents in the new building were young office workers who had left their hometowns and were used to lingering in the luxurious world of bright lights and wine in the first half of the night. They wouldn't think of going home until they were completely exhausted and broke.
The lights in Pinxuan were on, and there were shadowy figures moving behind the open window. I could tell by focusing my gaze that it was Pinxuan and the man named Zhiping. The two seemed to be arguing fiercely. Pinxuan sat on the edge of the bed, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief, while the man waved his hands incessantly, as if emphasizing his burning anger.
Concerned about Pinxuan's condition, I quickly pulled out a single-lens reflex camera from under the table, expertly focused it, and soon, I passed through the space and entered Pinxuan's room.
Zhiping's mature, dark face was now contorted with rage, muttering a string of words. Then, he stretched out his right hand beside him, his bull-like eyes fixed on Pinxuan. I could read a few words from his lips: "How could you do this to me?"
Pinxuan continued wiping her tears, pondered for a moment, and then replied softly, though I couldn't decipher them. I only saw Zhiping begin to pace restlessly, circling repeatedly, before finally grabbing the bedside lamp and smashing it against the wall. A crisp cracking sound pierced the night.
As Zhiping lost control of his emotions, Pinxuan's tears flowed like a burst dam. She uttered, "Go away! Go away!" before sobbing uncontrollably by the bedside. Hearing these words, Zhiping seemed to go mad. His face turned from red to purple, his anger flaring with each passing moment. Soon, his short, stocky frame pressed against Pinxuan, trying to pull her into his arms.
But Pinxuan, with her back to Zhiping, desperately flailed her arms, refusing to let him succeed. Her slender elbows struck Zhiping's arms, chest, and neck, but to no avail. Her frail body was quickly pulled into Zhiping's embrace, but she continued to writhe, trying to break free. Zhiping held her tightly, struggling relentlessly for a long time. Even with red scratches appearing on her fair skin and tears soaking the sheets, Pinxuan still desperately wanted to escape Zhiping's embrace.
Unable to soothe the feeling of loss, and unwilling to let true feelings slip away, disappointment fueled resentment, and patience quickly ran out. Zhiping slapped Pinxuan hard across the back of the head, knocking her sprawled on the bed. His hairy hands and feet joined in, using brute force to pin her struggling body under his knees. Pinxuan's legs continued to twist, her delicate white hands clenched into fists, flailing back in a disorganized attempt to fight back, but her blows were all to no avail against his iron-like arms.
I was furious. I had initially thought that as just a new man to Pinxuan, I wouldn't dare to intrude on their private affairs, but now, seeing this man not only lacking any tenderness but also resorting to brute force, a grown man actually hitting a frail woman, I couldn't tolerate it any longer. I grabbed an aluminum baseball bat from the wall and charged across the street.
Pin-xuan's door was locked, and I could hear muffled groans and struggles coming from inside. Remembering how long it had taken me to go up and down the stairs (four or five minutes), I was afraid something might have happened to Pin-xuan, so I kicked the door open. Unexpectedly, the door didn't open, and I was thrown back two or three steps, my right ankle still throbbing. Time was of the essence, so I didn't bother pacing the pain in my foot. I pulled out my key and opened the door, baseball bat against my shoulder, ready to deliver a powerful blow.
But as soon as the door opened, a dark, blurry object flew towards my head. I felt a sharp pain in my elbow as I reflexively raised it to block, followed by a violent impact to my right shoulder, forehead, and jaw. With a loud "bang!", I slammed backward against the open door. A warm liquid streamed down my face, blurring my vision.
Inside, Zhi-ping stared at me with a savage grin, his penis, stained with a little semen, hanging outside his pants. Pinxuan had a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth, her hair disheveled, her black shorts and beige thong pulled down to her knees, exposing her entire snow-white buttocks. Her delicate body twisted a few times under the large hand, unable to break free. Pinxuan looked at me with concern in her beautiful, tear-filled eyes and asked, "Why are you here?"
I steadied myself, opened my right eye, which was almost blinded by blood, and gripped the baseball bat, swinging it at Zhiping by the bedside.
Zhiping confidently grabbed the sheet and rammed it forward, catching the bat steadily. He then kicked me against the door with his right leg. A sharp, aching pain shot through my abdomen. I curled up, bitter fluid rising in my throat, and my vision blurred. Before I could even struggle to get up, Zhiping's shadow loomed over me, raining down punches and kicks on my body. The tearing pain spread to every organ, and then I fainted from the agony.
I slowly awoke to find myself bound like a dumpling and thrown into a corner. The room was a mess, the door tightly shut, and the small chair from the dressing table lay overturned beside it, its stainless steel legs stained with traces of dark red blood. The aluminum rod was now in Zhiping's hands. He slung it over his shoulder, his beast-like eyes fixed on me. "How about it?
Awake now?"
"What do you want?" I asked bitterly, glancing at the still-weeping Pinxuan beneath him.
"Don't you even know your own limitations? So useless, yet you try to be a hero." Zhiping's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.
"What exactly do you intend to do to Pinxuan?" I asked again, suddenly smelling the stench of urine on my face, and before me a pool of yellowish liquid, forming a murky puddle.
"Heh! You only deserve to drink my urine, yet you dare to steal my woman." He grinned menacingly.
Knowing he'd woken me up by urinating on me, I was furious and wanted to stand up and fight him to the death. But as soon as I got up, my legs went weak, and I collapsed back to the ground with a thud. "Damn it!
This bitch! I not only gave her money to pay for her family's funeral, gave her a house to shelter her from the wind and rain, but I also helped her find a job. Just recently, I even considered funding her to open a shop. It's fine if she doesn't appreciate my kindness, but today she wants me to never see her again!" He grew angrier and angrier, grabbing a baseball bat and smashing it against the brass bed with a deafening roar.
"Damn it! I pretended to be so polite and honest all for her sake, and now she wants to break up with me? Isn't she treating all my efforts and sacrifices of the past six months like garbage?"
"Tell me!...Is it because of you?" He pointed the baseball bat directly at my face.
I utterly despised his sore loser nature, and raised my head, shouting, "So what if it is? Feelings can't be forced. She only feels gratitude towards you, not love at all, don't you know that? But I fell in love with her at first sight!"
He interrupted me, "I didn't ask for her love, I just want her to stay with me obediently, is that not enough!" He glanced at

Pin

Xuan, then continued, "Which day haven't I cared about her life, haven't I thought about her needs, and yet she treats me like this!" His large, bull-like eyes were filled with grief and indignation.
To such a pathetic sore loser, I could only look at him with extreme contempt.
"Fine! Fine! Love at first sight, is that it? I'll show you what a tragic love story looks like." Unable to vent his anger, he tried to retaliate against my gaze with action. I saw him grab Pin Xuan's bare buttocks, his right hand, having put down the baseball bat, smear it on her reddened vulva.
"No...no...don't...don't..." Pin Xuan struggled to crawl forward.
“You filthy bitch, if you climb again I’ll smash your piss-eating boyfriend with a baseball bat,” he threatened.
Pinxuan turned her delicate neck and looked at me with a sorrowful expression, her face full of heartache and reluctance.
“Heh! You’re reluctant, aren’t you! I’m going to show him how much pleasure I can give you in every one of your holes, let him know just how much your body loves me, heh! That way he won’t dare to talk nonsense anymore.”
"You...you...you can't do this...didn't you just say you loved me madly...how could you be so cruel to me?" Pinxuan pleaded with him, tears streaming down her face.
"Hey! Aren't I just about to love you? Do you expect me to turn around and love you back?" He forcefully spread her pink buttocks, revealing her slightly swollen labia.
"You piss-eater! See this? This is the hole I've fucked morning and night, thousands and hundreds of times. You'll see how much this hole loves my cock in a moment!" The hand holding the glans hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said to Pinxuan, "If you can't bear to see your piss-eater boyfriend get a baseball bat, then grab your cock and shove it into your hole yourself."
"Waaah...waaah...don't do this to me...don't do this to me..." Pinxuan lay on the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Clang!" The baseball bat flew to my feet. Zhiping said with a ferocious grin, "You bitch! You better behave! Don't think I really won't knock him out again! If you don't behave, I'll knock him out again for you to see."
Pinxuan saw the aluminum rod fly to my feet behind her, and despite her reluctance, she had no choice but to submit. She raised her upper body, still sticking out her buttocks, and grabbed the thick, swollen, red penis, shoving it between her legs. The round glans parted her pink labia and slowly advanced into her vagina, stretching it further with each penetration.
"Ugh..." Pinxuan's cherry lips emitted a painful sound.
"Why aren't you moaning anymore? Aren't you the one who loves moaning the most?" Zhiping said viciously.
"..." Pinxuan didn't answer him.
"Fine! Then I'll make that piss-eater pass out again!" Zhiping pretended to get up.
"No... ugh... ugh... oh... oh..." Pinxuan grabbed the penis and pushed it further into her vagina, moaning half-heartedly.
"That's enough, start wiggling your ass and fucking my cock!" With two-thirds of his penis inside, Zhiping slapped her pink buttocks and commanded. Her round buttocks, with their two rose-like labia, clung tightly to his penis, wiggling back and forth.
"Why aren't you moaning anymore?" Zhiping's lewd words returned.
"Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh..." Pinxuan let out rhythmic moans, her open vulva, glistening with a little vaginal fluid, swallowing and releasing the thick, short penis.
"Hmm...oh...damn you stinking bitch, are you playing a tape?! I think you really want me to beat up your piss-eating boyfriend!" Zhiping was getting aroused, but his mind wasn't clouded at all.
"Say it!...You like being fucked by me! You want to be fucked by me every day and every night!" Zhiping played with words to fuel his lust.
“Oh…I…I…I…like…to…give…you…to…fuck! Every…day…every…night…I…want…to…give…you…to…fuck!” Pinxuan repeated his words helplessly, her pink buttocks shaking faster and faster.
“Oh…say…say…when you see my cock your cunt itches, you want to be fucked!” Zhiping said again.
“Oh…oh…ah…ah…when I see…your…cock…my…cunt…it…itches, I…want…I want…to be…fucked…by…you!” A few drops of lustful fluid dripped from her swollen labia, flowing down her pink and white thighs.
“Ah…say…say your cunt is so lewd, it’s for dogs, for cows, for pigs, but not for piss-eaters.” Zhiping’s dark face turned deep red, he was on the verge of collapse.
“Ah…ah ah…my…pussy…slutty…for…dogs…for…cows…to…fuck…just…not…for…pee…to…fuck…”
“Oh…ah…fuck…fuck your mother…pee…pee can…fuck…fuck people!” Zhiping cursed, grabbing her pink buttocks with both hands, thrusting wildly like a bell. I saw that Pinxuan’s vulva was swollen and red from being penetrated, and tears welled up in my eyes. The wound beside my eyes was soaked and throbbing.
“Oh…oh…ah ah…I…I’ll fuck your…broken bastard…stinky cock…slutty cunt…ah…ah…ah ah ah…” A string of vulgar curses came out. Zhiping’s face turned purple, and his penis swelled up and turned purple. Each time he thrust hard, he squeezed the plump labia majora outwards.
“Oh…oh…ah…” Pinxuan didn’t let him breathe. She thrust hard to the base of his penis again and again, making the labia hit the scrotum and make a series of lewd sounds.
"Ah...ah...I'm going to...fuck your old cunt..." Zhiping gripped her pink buttocks tightly, thrusting hard against her cervix. Her dark, hairy buttocks trembled with each thrust, seemingly about to be swallowed by the sea of lust.
"Now it's time for the one who eats piss to come on stage." Zhiping turned to look at me, shook his head, and said, "Hmm...his penis was scared and shrank back...hmm...he's really useless!" He thought for a moment with an air of seriousness, then suddenly said with a bright smile, "Since the penis is useless, but we can't ignore his rights, we'll just have to use his own baseball bat instead."
Pinxuan, who was still lying on the bed panting, was so frightened by these words that she struggled to move to the edge of the bed, her vagina, which was gushing with semen, leaving a white wet trail on the sheets.
"Damn it, you dare do this? Unless you kill me, you'll regret it!" I warned him fiercely. If he dared to do this to Pinxuan, I would stab any man—his grandmother, mother, sister, or ancestors—with a stick and pierce his anus, or find hundreds of men to rape any woman.
"Heh! I'll do it anyway, let's see what you can do about it!" His beast-like eyes gleamed strangely, he was utterly depraved. "
Ah... Help! Murder! Help!!" Pinxuan was terrified of the impending doom and screamed for help at the top of her lungs. Before she could even get off the bed, Zhiping grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back to her original position, stuffing a wad of handkerchief into her mouth.
"Heh! Heh! Heh! I think it'll be bad if I don't tie you up." Zhiping turned and searched for rope.
I was furious but calm. I remembered the T28 in my pocket, and a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed through my mind.
(14)
Zhiping used brute force to make Pinxuan kneel on the bed, flipping her arms behind her back, her palms together, fingers interlocked. He then bound her from wrists to thighs with rope, making her look like a butterfly with folded wings. He then pushed Pinxuan onto the bed, exposing her open vulva, even her anus was completely visible.
"Hey! Get ready! Look, your pussy is still drooling!" Zhiping rubbed her swollen labia up and down with an aluminum rod.
"Ugh...ugh..." Pinxuan's mouth was stuffed with a cloth, struggling to speak. The thought of being bound in this position, her most private parts exposed, made her lower her head in shame, silently weeping.
"Ugh...it can move...this piss-eating stick will definitely feel amazing later!" Zhiping lightly touched the tip of the stick to her labia. Pinxuan felt a chill of fear, and her labia tightened.
"Seriously! It's so tight, isn't that just making the baseball bat too easy?" Zhiping said, rubbing the baseball bat back and forth along the junction of the anus, perineum, and vulva. Layers of semen flowing from the vagina coated the golden tip of the bat, creating a shimmering, erotic toy.
"Hmm...okay, now you shouldn't feel any pain, you might even feel incredibly good." Zhiping lifted the bat, increasingly satisfied with his handiwork. He spat heavily on the tip, his right hand gripping Pinxuan's writhing buttocks, about to thrust the thick bat, as thick as a child's arm, into the tight vagina. I was horrified.
How could I bear to see Pinxuan suffer such perverse abuse? I coughed up a mouthful of phlegm mixed with blood and spat it onto him, roaring at the top of my lungs, "You son of a bitch, are you even human? Yesterday she was your girlfriend, and today you treat her like this!"
He stopped what he was doing, glanced at me, and burst into maniacal laughter: "Ha! What I can't have, no one else can have either, especially not a woman who betrayed me. I'll make her hate being a woman." Seeing the veins bulging on my neck in anger, he chuckled to himself and continued, "By the way, when I was little, Zhiming from the next village wouldn't let me ride his bicycle, so I snatched it and lay it in the middle of the road to let a truck run it over. In high school, Xiaoli from my class wouldn't let me kiss her, so I cut the brake cable on her motorcycle. She got into an accident and is still on crutches now. And Manjun, who betrayed me last year, heh! Heh! She's still making money as a prostitute in Zhupuzai, Taoyuan today. Tell me... do I dare or not?"
I was just stalling for time. Seeing the beastly glint in his eyes, I swore he'd even slept with his own parents, what in the world wouldn't he dare to do? Taking advantage of this lull, I rubbed my thigh against the corner of the wall and popped open the spring of the T28, ready to answer my voice dialing (the phone is an Ericsson factory-made mobile phone; pressing the cover releases the button to enter call mode, and voice dialing is also possible).
"Damn it! I only have one thing to say to you, you beast: Go-die!" I said the first two sentences slowly, and the last two words, "Go-die," were clear and sharp, gambling my and Pinxuan's fates.
Not long after, I heard a faint "beep!" sound of a line connecting through my pocket. I kept praying to God that Cheese would answer the phone. We'd been brothers and accomplices for so long; I hoped it would come true when the time came.
"Damn it! You only deserve to eat piss. If you keep bastarding, I'll hit you with a stick and see if you dare to curse me again!" Zhiping's face was filled with anger, but there was a perverted pleasure in his eyes.
Hearing the hoarse voice from my pocket, I knew the most crucial moment had arrived. I had to make sure Cheese understood my situation, leaving no stone unturned, even in the most desperate places.
"Hey! Hey! You think no one heard the fierce fight just now? Look, there are several people peeking out of my room on the fourth floor across the street. Seeing me covered in blood and bound, they'll definitely call the police and come to room 403. Hey! Hey! You'll be better off in prison than I am now, you'll definitely be eating shit. Congratulations!" I practically confessed everything in one sentence. Now it was up to God to help me.
Zhiping was startled. His bear-like body slid off the bed, his penis, still not fully inside his pants, swaying with each step.
"Damn it! You dare to play me!" Seeing no one across the street, he cursed and swung his big stick, which landed heavily on my shoulder. "Ah!" Like a thousand-pound hammer hitting my shoulder, I heard the sound of bones tearing. I couldn't help but cry out in pain, a sweet taste rising in my throat as blood surged up.
“Even if you’re ruthless, you’re only half alive. I advise you not to be reckless. Let me tell you honestly, I was involved in the Hsinchu councilor’s murder last month. You probably know what kind of person I am, right? Don’t joke around with your life!” He issued an ultimatum, warning me not to act rashly. Actually, I had long since figured out his dark side; after all, no matter how you try to disguise your true nature, you can’t hide it.
“Now, I’m not playing with shit-eaters anymore. I’m going to reward Pinxuan’s flesh cave for its hard work serving my cock over the past six months with a sumptuous feast.”
I was already weak and dizzy, repeatedly regretting that I hadn’t brought a small wooden stick or a small water pipe. Perhaps a simple meal would have been more suitable for Pinxuan.
“Ugh… ugh…” When Pinxuan saw Zhiping walking towards her again, her delicate body thrashed violently, and she let out a dying groan. Zhiping steadied her buttocks, put down the baseball bat, and inserted three fingers into her deep red, rose-like vulva, lewdly chuckling, "Ha! How come you've already emptied my treasure in just a few moments? Won't you be in excruciating pain later?" He paused, then added, "Alright! Considering we've been through this together, I'll at least help you." With that, he began digging into her fleshy opening with his three fingers, deliberately raising his thumb downwards so that it would rub against her clitoris and pull it down with each insertion.
"Ugh... ugh... um... um..." As his fingers dug and dug, Pinxuan shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. The muscles struggling against her lower abdomen and pink buttocks were clearly visible, but Zhiping's other hand held her hips firmly, preventing her from even twisting. Three dark fingers were repeatedly inserted into the swollen honey hole. At first, only a faint trace of moisture remained on the fingers, but gradually, with each insertion, a pale, lustful fluid flowed out, and the labia at the entrance thickened.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Pin Xuan continued to moan softly. Her previously muscular lower abdomen, unable to withstand the waves of pleasure emanating from her vaginal walls, gradually relaxed, her eyes revealing a mixture of pain, shame, and confusion.
"Ha! Ha! I told you you love my cock! I didn't expect you to love even my fingers this much." Zhi Ping's eyes were bloodshot as he continued to mock her. Then, he added another finger, the four fingers curled into a cylindrical shape, larger than his penis, each insertion reaching the base of his thumb before wiping out a pool of lustful fluid.
Pinxuan's exhausted neck was twisted to one side, her high nose emitting intermittent, heavy breaths, occasionally interspersed with a soft moan or gasp. Her wide-open vulva seemed to have given up resisting; whenever a fingertip entered, her labia would automatically surround it, creating an inexplicable attraction that drew the finger in. Her vaginal fluids seemed to have overflowed, flowing down her perineum to her anus, leaving the pubic hair sticking haphazardly to the pink skin of her genitals.
I saw a single, uninterrupted tear run down Pinxuan's cheek, dripping onto the sheets, knowing she was facing a battle between desire and reason. The surging pleasure in her vagina filled her with shame and longing, the unreasonable and brutal intrusion filled her with disgust and nausea, and the inhuman binding filled her with fear and suspicion. This complex mix of emotions was happening right in front of the person she loved. I, not being her, could hardly imagine the feeling. All I wanted to do was lower my head to avoid this heartbreaking scene, but my gaze wouldn't leave her for even a moment, unwilling to give up my last chance to scream and stop it.
Without warning, Zhiping suddenly withdrew his fingers. Pinxuan's swollen vagina, already accustomed to the rhythm of thrusting, instinctively moved forward, her glossy, open labia welcoming him.
"Ugh..." Feeling emptiness spreading through her body, Pinxuan let out a wanton moan.
"Don't rush! Don't rush! I know you want it bigger!" Taking advantage of the moment when her vagina was wet and slippery, Zhiping grabbed a baseball bat and, following the slippery fluids, inserted it one or two centimeters.
"Ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh..." Even with only a little bit inserted, Pinxuan shook her head desperately in pain, letting out continuous shrill moans. The veins on her snow-white neck bulged out one by one.
"Hey! You filthy bitch! Stop pretending, everyone knows you love big cocks!" He finished speaking, supporting Pinxuan's wildly twisting pink buttocks, and tried to push the baseball bat further in. Her vagina was stretched wide open, unable to release any vaginal fluid, and her swollen labia were pulled thin, clinging tightly to the golden baseball bat. With Zhiping's force, her vulva caved inwards, while her once firm and flat abdomen bulged slightly. I saw a trickle of blood seep from the corner of Pinxuan's mouth; she must have bitten her lip in pain. If I didn't stop her, Zhiping would definitely hurt her.
"Fuck your mother! You beast, you gave birth to boys without an anus and girls without a vagina, I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!" I roared, risking my life.
"Heh! Heh! Heh! I wonder who'll fuck whom first? I'll fuck your girl now, and later I'll fuck your asshole with a baseball bat. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for bringing a baseball bat!" He laughed wildly, veins bulging on his hand, as he forcefully pushed the baseball bat a few more inch deeper into her vagina.
"Oh... ah..." Pinxuan cried out in pain, her eyes rolling back, she had already fainted from the pain.
"Damn it! I swear, our feud is over!" I was so angry my eyes were about to bleed, I gritted my teeth and swore an oath to the heavens.
"Heh! Heh! So scared! So scared!" He stared at me contemptuously.
Suddenly, a deafening crash rang out as the door was kicked open, and two figures burst in. The first was Officer Wu, followed by Branch Chief Zhang, both holding 90mm pistols pointed at Zhiping, who was fleeing towards the window. Then, Liti also entered. Seeing Pinxuan's pitiful state on the bed, she disregarded the presence of the thugs beside her, reached over, pulled out the baseball bat stuck in Pinxuan's vagina, and wrapped the trembling body in a sheet.
"Don't move! If you dare make a move, I'll be the first to smash your dick!" Branch Chief Zhang, concerned for his niece, noticed Zhiping's slight movement and immediately issued a stern warning.
"Zhongzhi, go and handcuff him! Heh! Heh! No matter how cunning you are, Black Dragon, you've finally fallen into my hands. Now we'll settle all our scores." Officer Wu, gun raised, responded and handcuffed Zhiping.
"Ha! Ha! Assault isn't a serious crime, what can you do to me? Everyone knows you only have useless evidence, you can't convict me of many charges! You'd better watch out, Inspector Xie won't let you off easy." Zhi Ping obediently let Officer Wu handcuff his hands, his face full of arrogance as he spoke threats.
"Damn it! Take him away! Take him away! Just thinking about that pig makes me angry!" He turned to Cheese, who was standing behind him, and instructed, "Cheese, Li Ti, you two take the injured man to the hospital first, I'll have someone come over to take a statement later." His eyes drifted to me, showing concern: "Bo Bo! He won't be well for at least three to five days now, sigh! Young people! Young people!" Shaking his head and sighing, two officers in crisp sky-blue uniforms escorted Zhi Ping out of the room.
"Bo Bo! Are you alright?" It was Cheese's confident voice.
"Good...good...very good!...very good!" After untying the ropes, Cheese hoisted me onto his shoulder. The moment I touched my old friend's strong arms, a wave of dizziness washed over me, and I almost fainted again.
"It's alright! Blood debts must be repaid with blood. I won't let him have a single good day." In my hazy state, I heard Cheese say this through gritted teeth, and I fainted peacefully.
(XV)
If there is a heaven, this place should be considered heaven! Or at least it should be considered the closest stop to heaven.
The tightly closed double-glazed windows reflected the arrogant midday sun, and my body was surrounded by a white haze, as if I were floating on the clouds in the sky, ascending to paradise. The strong smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils, and my throat was so dry and hot that it felt like it was about to burst. My whole body felt like I had missed the entrance to heaven, instantly falling from a warm and comfortable state of nirvana into an abyss of burning pain.
"Ugh..." I struggled to make a dry, throaty sound.
"Oh...you're awake! You're awake!" It was a clear, sweet female voice.
"You should be awake after sleeping for over ten hours." It was A-Guo's voice.
I opened my stinging eyes and saw a blurry group of figures standing in a circle around me. I barely managed to open my heavy eyelids; my right eye was wrapped in gauze and pressed down, making it difficult to open.
"Hmm...is it too bright? I'll go close the blinds!" The sweet voice walked towards the window.
As the glaring light gradually faded, I could see that this was a private hospital room. The bed was placed next to the window, and the bed was surrounded by people: A-Guo, Cheese, Xiao Lan, Li Ti, as well as Zhou, the company's assistant manager, Xiao Wen, Xiao Fang, and others. I didn't expect Yu Zhen to be standing far away in her short, tight nurse's uniform.
"Water...give me water..." My throat was so dry I could swallow an entire Pacific Ocean.
"The doctor said not to drink too much water when the anesthesia is wearing off!" The sweet voice was Li Ti. She handed me a glass of water, reminding me as she did so.
“Yes! I just operated on you this morning. Luckily it was an open fracture. They just put a few steel nails in your shoulder and you'll be fine. Judging by the time, you should be able to drink water.” Cheese looked at Yuzhen with a slightly probing gaze.
“Hmm… six hours should be enough.” Yuzhen nodded.
“You bunch of wild men! A-Guo was just hospitalized yesterday, and today it’s Bobo’s turn. You intellectuals are becoming more and more like thugs, all you know is fighting and killing.” It was Xiaolan, A-Guo’s girlfriend, a teacher at Dongmen Elementary School. She was good at nagging.
A-Guo tugged at her little hand and muttered, “Stop talking. It’s not like we asked for this.”
“Manager Bai, don’t worry about resting! I’ve already dealt with Chairman Liu today. Xiao Wen and Xiao Fang can help with the overall planning and development of the buildings. Um… I also brought you a notebook on the table. Use email for communication for now!” Assistant Manager Zhou stood at the foot of the bed and said gently to me.
"Assistant Manager, I'm so sorry to have delayed company business." I looked at the Assistant Manager with deep remorse.
"Hey! Hey! Manager, I heard you got injured while saving a damsel in distress. These days, there are very few young people like you who dare to act bravely, don't you think?" The sycophantic Xiao Fang flattered me while simultaneously conveying to the Assistant Manager that my injury was entirely due to public service.
"I'll have Ms. Li handle your hospitalization and insurance matters. You just need to focus on recovering." Assistant Manager Zhou seemed to have everything arranged.
"That's right! I've filled your notebook with 200MB of beautiful photos, including your favorite Yuuki Maiko and Mami. With beauties by your side every day, you'll surely recover quickly!" Xiao Wen said with a smile.
The first hour or two after waking up were my busiest time. Whether it was colleagues or friends, everyone was asking me about my injury. I gave a vague and general description, not going into too much detail, and that was it—I answered what needed to be answered and explained what needed to be explained. Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already 2:23 PM. Only Cheese, Liti, and Yuzhen remained in the ward; Aguo and Xiaolan had gone back to the internal medicine ward for lunch.
"Hey... Yuzhen, what are you doing in the surgical ward? Aren't you a nurse in the internal medicine ward?"
Yuzhen stood next to my reclining head, her tight-fitting nurse's uniform straining against her ample breasts, the buttons of her shirt slightly parted, revealing her black silk bra and fair, delicate skin, which made me feel pressured. I had to speak to her first.
"You...you...how did you know my name is Yuzhen?" Her full, cherry-red lips parted slightly, revealing a look of surprise.
I had forgotten that the first requirement for our encounter hadn't been met yet; that was Aguo's! I wouldn't dare say that I had been spying on her for a long time, and had even stolen one of her royal blue bras, which still carried a faint, natural scent of milk, and kept it treasured in the second drawer of my private wardrobe.
"Ha! Have you forgotten how close I am to Pinxuan? She often mentions you, her best friend." I improvised, making up a story.
She said suspiciously, "Strange! How do you know Yuzhen is me?"
Right! How do I know Yuzhen is this busty woman and not the washboard nurse next door? That question left me speechless.
"Well... well..." I couldn't continue.
Suddenly, an idea struck me. I blinked and whispered, "Come... come closer. This is a secret, we have to tell it quietly, don't let anyone else hear."
She was clearly confused, but she moved gracefully, bringing her fragrant face close to my lips.
I said softly, "Pin-hsuan said Yu-chen is a nurse at Hsinchu Hospital, a super busty 32E, beautiful and sexy. Isn't that just like you?"
Yu-chen's face instantly flushed red, her heart filled with secret joy, her cheeks blooming like a flower. Not only were all her doubts dispelled, but she also felt as refreshed as if she had stolen a peach from the heavens.
Hey! Flattery never fails, I thought to myself, feeling a surge of pride at my own clever words.
"Hey! Uncle Bobo, are you hungry? I'll go out and buy you something to eat." At this moment, Lizhi interrupted, her words seemingly kind, but her little mouth was pouting higher than the sky, and she even formally upgraded her brother to "uncle."
How could he not be hungry? He hadn't eaten for hours; his chest was pressed firmly against his back, and even his stomach was empty.
"Hungry! Hungry! Lizhi, can you think of a way to make me some Kung Pao Chicken Rice... um... and some bitter melon and pork rib soup, and preferably a few slices of watermelon... just something to eat!"
"Just something to eat? Humph! You'll obediently eat whatever I buy, do you really think you're my uncle?" His face was a mixture of amusement and exasperation as he pushed open the door and went out.
Strange? He called himself "uncle" himself, yet he's blaming me? Yuzhen and Cheese, standing nearby, both burst out laughing.
"Yuzhen! What's wrong with Pinxuan? Is she alright? Why haven't I seen her come to see me?" My heart was most concerned about Pinxuan, and I couldn't help but ask.
"You're the one who took a shower in her room the night before last, the one... the one she actually admitted to as her boyfriend for the first time ever?" she asked, seemingly ignoring my question.
"Yeah! I heard your voice that day, so I guess that's our first meeting!" I admitted without hesitation.
Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she looked me up and down for a while, making me feel like a pig being sold.
Finally, she concluded, "Pshaw! I never thought Pin-xuan would like someone as delicate and refined as you. I thought she liked muscle men like Arnold Schwarzenegger!"
"Hey! That's probably what a voluptuous person like you would like!" I almost blurted out sarcastically.
"Pin-xuan is alright. Yesterday, Judy accompanied her to the OB-GYN to get some ointment and antibiotics. After the hospital closed, I went to her room, and she was still joking around with me."
"She's the one who insisted I switch shifts to the surgical ward today to take good care of you, her savior."
It's good that she's alright! I was worried she might develop victim syndrome, which would only lead to depression and suicidal thoughts.
But I couldn't believe Pin-xuan was so carefree, and I asked again, "Didn't she shed a single tear?"
"Looks like you like her crying, huh? She just told you to rest and not worry about her; she'll be fine. She'll come to see you at the hospital whenever she has free time," she teased me.
Hearing that she would come to visit, I immediately felt completely relieved.
Not long after, Li-ti returned with bags full of groceries, spreading her shopping haul across the portable counter. Not only had she bought everything I'd jokingly mentioned, but even the dishes I hadn't named were included. Seeing General Tso's Chicken, stir-fried beef with soy sauce, Kung Pao Chicken, steamed sea bass, stir-fried kale, and bitter melon and pork rib soup piled high on the counter, I was stunned.
"Good Lizhi... this... this... how am I supposed to finish this?" I groaned repeatedly.
Lizhi rolled her eyes at me and said irritably, "Hmph! You only care about that busty sister, don't you know she and Cheese haven't even eaten yet!"
I looked apologetically at Cheese, who had been standing by the window smoking the whole time, and he gave me a helpless smile.
Yuzhen, seeing that the vinegar had been spilled, excused herself to help at the nursing station and slipped away.
"Cheese, what's Zhiping's background?" I asked Cheese as Lizhi fed me.
"I asked my old man yesterday and also talked to Branch Chief Zhang on the phone. I've roughly figured out about 80-90% of this Black Dragon." She
paused, then asked me, "You know that Brother Xiong is from the Haide Hall of the Four Seas Gang, right?"
I nodded.
“Zhiping, also known as Black Dragon in the underworld, is also from the Four Seas Gang, but he's a level above Xiong Ge. He's the head of the Zhufeng Hall, the first branch of the Four Seas Gang to open in the Hsinchu area. It mainly recruits members from the Hsinchu region, unlike the Haide Hall, which is located in Taipei City and has more members from other provinces.”
“Then…why is Xiong Ge in Hsinchu?” I asked a seemingly unrelated question.
“Hey! He killed someone and fled to Hsinchu. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake; that's why he didn't dare touch me last time.”
“Oh! I see.” That day I thought it was Cheese's reputation that was so powerful, but I underestimated him.
“Black Dragon is a ruthless character who has risen to prominence in the Hsinchu area in recent years. He controls most of the smugglers and drug dealers in the Nanliao area. North of Zhonghua Road, most of the newly opened shops in the eight major industries, except for a few still managed by old gangs like Sanguang, Fengfeisha, and Thirteen Eagles, are under his control.”
“What?” I was somewhat astonished.
"Considering we don't recognize him, we're blind. All those years he spent in the red-light district of Hsinchu have been for nothing."
I don't necessarily need to know these green-faced, fanged plagues; I just want revenge for Pin-hsuan!
"Why did Pin-hsuan say he's an executive of some kind of foundation?" I asked, remembering Pin-hsuan mentioning how he met Zhi-ping.
"What bullshit foundation! These days, gangsters are into things like laundering their money and getting into politics. Isn't the goal all the same—to control power? Like Luo Fu-zhu and his wife from the Tiandao Alliance, they became legislators. What gangster boss would dare to take them down?" He couldn't help but feel indignant at this point.
"This Black Dragon just wants to run for the next city councilor. He set up the Cihui Foundation as a smokescreen, dabbling in disaster relief and poverty alleviation, and people who don't know the truth actually take it seriously. Didn't you see how monstrous the members of the foundation all look? What kind of foundation is it? I think it's more like chicken essence—made up of the yin essence of prostitutes. Every penny is the blood and flesh money of prostitutes and the hard-earned money of us good citizens!"
I finally understood the gist of it. For such a gangster tycoon who kills people every day, for a kind-hearted citizen like me, working nine-to-five, to try to take revenge is like provoking a tyrant, courting death.
With a bitter smile, I asked Cheese, "Is...is it really impossible for me to get revenge?"
Cheese fell silent, and Lizhi just quietly pushed the food. The air conditioning in the ward was really too strong, making the three of us feel cold inside.
"Leave it to me. I don't believe I can't take him down." After a long while, Cheese resolutely uttered these words.
(16)
Cheese left, holding my hand tightly as she went, her eyes filled with unwavering certainty. Lizhi left too, seemingly no longer concerned with the absurdity of what happened at the pub the day before. She leaned in and kissed my burning cheek, repeatedly telling me to rest well, before her light figure disappeared out of the ward.
I watched as the IV drip, mostly filled with saline solution, bubbled in circles, rising from tiny grains at the bottom to the surface, spreading to the size of a thumb, each bubble forming an arc like a pearl necklace. My mind was in turmoil. I felt that life's trajectory was like these translucent air bubbles; a slight misstep could cause huge ripples on the lake of my heart, just like my heart at that moment, uncontrollably longing for Pinxuan.
My days in the hospital began.
Actually, lying in the hospital bed wasn't so bad. Aside from the lingering pain in my shoulder and chest, and the difficulty moving my right hand while my left hand was tied to the IV drip, I felt almost completely escaped the hustle and bustle of the world. I didn't have to worry about work pressure or the exhausting social obligations of socializing.
What was most delightful was having Yu-zhen, this charming little nurse. During her rounds, she would carefully check the remaining IV fluids, ask about my wound, and, inevitably, take my blood pressure, pulse, and respiration at regular intervals.
"How did you meet Pin-xuan?" she suddenly asked after taking my pulse.
I felt her smooth little hand still lingering on my wrist. I lied, saying, "I met her at the department store counter where she works."
"Oh... was it to buy cosmetics for other girlfriends?" She withdrew her hand and filled in the data on the record sheet.
"No! No! It was a Mother's Day gift for my mom." I continued to lie.
"I didn't realize you were so filial! These days, many boys save up for gifts!"
She bent down and groped around my bed for a while. I heard a dripping sound from under the bed and asked her curiously, "What are you doing?"
"Emptying your urine bag! Don't you know you have a catheter? Your urine is yellow and cloudy; you must not be feeling well." She bent over, her taut back facing me. The back of her black strapless bra peeked out from under her white nurse's uniform, highlighting her two large, wide breasts, which were quite alluring.
Sure enough, I saw a yellowish tube hanging down to the side of the bed from my waist. I asked in surprise, "Why...why do I need a catheter? I can urinate by myself!"
The dripping sound gradually faded from loud to hoarse. She replied, "Your bones are quite badly fractured. The doctor gave you general anesthesia because they were worried that if it took too long, the urinary tract would become too full and damage your kidneys. So we had to put in a catheter!"
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I was unconscious when the catheter was inserted, which saved me from a lot of suffering. Otherwise, having a plastic tube forcibly inserted into the opening of my penis would have been extremely uncomfortable. Now, feeling it carefully, I could feel a scraping sensation, a slight discomfort from a foreign object penetrating deep into my urethra and penis.
"Can I take it out now? It feels so weird to have a tube like this in there..."
She chuckled, straightened up, took the half-full urinal to the toilet to empty it, and said as she walked, "I can't decide that. I have to ask the doctor and get their orders before I dare to take it out."
While in the toilet, she continued, "What's so strange about that? Sometimes we girls put even bigger tubes in, then...that's not..." She couldn't finish her sentence, embarrassed.
Hearing her so unfiltered, like a typical big-breasted, clueless girl, I chuckled inwardly and pressed my advantage, asking, "Eh...are female catheters even bigger? Wouldn't that hurt terribly?"
She came out blushing, seeing my serious expression, and couldn't help but explain, stammering, "I...I...I didn't mean a catheter!"
"Then what kind of tube are you talking about?" I teased her, knowing full well the answer.
She puffed out her cheeks, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, looking hesitant to speak. After a long while, she finally uttered, "No...don't ask! I forgot what I just said."
I was secretly thrilled, and muttered mischievously, "How strange! You clearly said girls need to have bigger tubes inserted, but what kind of tubes are so big? And why do you insist on inserting them? It's so painful and uncomfortable for me, isn't that awful! Are there really people that stupid?"
Seeing me muttering to myself, looking completely bewildered, she actually laughed again, asking curiously, "Did I say it was painful and uncomfortable?"
"Could it be that it was pleasurable and joyful?...Ah! Yes, I know, you mean that...that thing! Oh...you...you're so lecherous!" I played my part perfectly, looking like I had just realized something. Her face immediately turned bright red, like a ripe red apple, and she shyly turned her head away, not daring to look at me.
"You...you forgot what you just said? Why is your face so red now?" I teased her.
"Hmph! You...you say it again...you say it again, and I'll tell Pinxuan, I'll tell...tell you took advantage of me, I'll tell...tell you harassed me!" She was both embarrassed and angry, looking charmingly annoyed. I felt my penis twitching restlessly, and my bladder wall felt a slight throbbing pain.
I quickly took a deep breath, hoping my little brother would calm down, otherwise it would be its owner who would suffer. Unexpectedly, Yuzhen suddenly ripped off the covers on me and ordered, "You damn thing, take off your pants now!"
"Take...take...take off my pants? Why?" I was shocked, not knowing what she was up to. If she wanted to rape me, it was too fast. I'm not a casual man, and besides, my penis was connected to a tube at this moment, so whether it was still usable was unknown.
Seeing the strange glint in my eyes and my staring at her body, she knew I was thinking the wrong thing. She scolded me playfully, "Tch! You're still a lecher! What are you thinking? I'm here to perform catheter care on you."
"Catheter care?"
"Asking me, a grown man, to take off my pants in front of you? I'd be embarrassed. Can I...can I do it myself?"
Although taking off my pants in front of a beautiful woman is commonplace, I still pretend to be reserved when the time and place are wrong.
Besides, my penis is standing erect right now, and if it suddenly pops out, I'll definitely get a lot of ridicule.
"Can you do it?" she asked me.
"..." I'd never even heard of "catheter care," and I was speechless.
"What's wrong? You look so chaste. Do you think I like looking at that dirty stuff? This is routine work, or I'll just let your little penis rot!" she said, half teasing and half threatening.
"Who's afraid of you seeing it! I'm just afraid you'll fall in love with it." I was indignant, but I resolutely abandoned my reserve. Instead, I felt incredibly excited to be able to display my huge penis in front of this sexy nurse. At that moment, with this thought, my penis became even harder. I was determined to see how she would provide "catheter care" for this big thing
.
I struggled to pull down my underwear under the blue patient gown. I had only just pulled it down past my thighs when I felt that I couldn't go any further. A sharp pain shot through my back as I arched it back. I groaned and pleaded for help, "Ouch! It hurts so much, I can't do it! Can you...can you help me take it off?"
When she saw my suddenly erect penis tightly gripping the catheter, the glans red and large, and the veins on the shaft clearly visible, a blush crossed her face. Her eyes brightened, and she wanted to turn her head away, but she couldn't bear not to look.
"Tch! Showing off your treasure? Who told you to take it all off? Just pull it down to your thighs." Staring at the large, menacing thing, she hesitated for a few seconds before taking the tray from the bedside table. There wasn't much on it: a pack of sterile cotton swabs and a few bottles of saline solution and iodine.
She leaned forward, her warm, smooth little hands grasping my penis. Her slightly trembling fingers gently pried open the urethral opening where the catheter was attached. Her flushed face tried to appear calm as she carefully dipped the cotton swabs in saline solution and iodine, cleaning the junction of the catheter and the urethral opening.
"Look! So dirty! If I don't clean it, bacteria will run into your bladder. Are you scared?" She picked up the cotton swabs, now covered in yellowish discharge, and showed them to me, still holding my penis firmly in one hand.
"Hmph! It's the same old thing, nothing special!" I thought dismissively, not caring what she was doing, only focusing on the warm, soft sensation of my penis against her skin. I wished she would hold on tighter, hold on longer, and even rub it a little.
But what was truly irritating was that as she bent over, her full breasts pressed slightly against my elbow. I could feel their elastic, water-balloon-like texture against her sensitive skin. With every slight movement, her rounded breasts slid back and forth against my elbow, making me incredibly aroused.
I felt my face flush, my breathing quicken, and my penis swell to an unprecedented level. The catheter, which had been secured to my lower abdomen with breathable tape, suddenly snapped open with a "whoosh!" and stretched taut. Her small hand, lightly holding my penis, felt the dramatic change and let out a soft moan, quickly withdrawing as if it had touched burning coals.
"You pervert! You're injured like this and you still won't behave. Aren't you afraid of ruining your penis?" She tucked one hand behind her back, still teasing me.
"You're insulting me? It's all your fault! You were holding it so comfortably, and you were touching my arm with your big breasts. Any normal man would be unable to resist. Do you think I'm a saint?" I protested, trying
to sound innocent. "I...I didn't!" she said, looking completely innocent.
Seeing her flustered and embarrassed look, I continued, "Look, it's so hard from all that teasing, and it's really painful pulling on the urethra. You have to find a way to help it."
"Help...help? How?" She panicked.
"You...you have to...you have to do it with me! How can it calm down without a proper release?" I said this with a lot of courage. I didn't really expect her to be so easily fooled like a little girl; I just wanted to test her limits.
"No...no way, do you think I'm stupid! If I just let you do it like that, what's the point of being a nurse? What am I supposed to tell Pinxuan?" She pouted, threatening me.
"Hmph! I'd rather say you're holding onto my penis tightly, both loving and afraid, and unwilling to let go!"
Trying to tattle on me? No way! I'm not easily scared.
She stomped her foot and said resentfully, "Then...then what do you want?"
"To do it with me!" I said bluntly.
"Don't even think about it!" she replied decisively, her ears turning bright red at such explicit words.
"Then at least give me a handjob." I backed down.
After a while, she took several breaths and finally made up her mind, agreeing, "Then...then I'll give you a handjob...but...but I've never done it before, so I won't be responsible if it hurts!"
With that, she sat sideways on the edge of the bed, one hand gripping my penis again, this time even tighter.
I saw a hint of anticipation flicker on her flushed face, her eyes wide and sparkling, like a girl on her first date. My heart raced, and my hand, like a fish swimming, slid down to her full, pink buttocks. Even through her nurse's uniform, I could feel the warmth emanating from her delicate body.
"Re...really can I rub it?" She noticed my hand getting restless and glared at me, but thankfully didn't shy away. Looking at the thick penis with the catheter inserted, she asked me hesitantly.
"Do you want me to take off your panties and rub it for you?" I retorted.
"Pah! You pervert, I won't care if it hurts!" With that, her warm little hand firmly grasped my penis and moved it gently up and down.
I felt my penis enveloped in her tender palm. With each stroke, the tingling at the base eased slightly, but the glans grew hotter and more uncomfortable.
I gently stroked her taut, pink buttocks with my right hand, slowly caressing the crease of her panties beneath her nurse's uniform along her waist. The small, thin panties were almost imperceptible. I continued until I found the alluring cleft at the base of the crease, then explored downwards along it. I had barely felt the soft, thick mound of flesh pressed against the bottom of the cleft, and before I could even savor the sensation, my glans was already overwhelmed by her rapid stroking.
"Oh... ooh... hiss... hiss..." I looked into her watery eyes, panting with pleasure. I felt lightheaded, and countless stars seemed to float before my eyes. This time, my thick semen didn't just gush out; it surged into my urethra in large gushes. Although there was a slight discomfort in my urethra, my orgasm was no less intense than any I had ever experienced before.
She probably felt parched too, and actually gasped softly, as if she understood. I saw her nipples hardening and sticking out from under her nurse's uniform, her eyes watery with lust, her small, pink hands covered in semen but not knowing to stop.
In the afterglow, I almost fainted. For a brief moment, the scenery before my eyes was black and white. I didn't close my eyes because I wanted to see her panting, shy, wanton appearance. Suddenly, I saw the ward door being gently pushed open, and A-Guo's strong body tiptoed in.
"Slap!" A-Guo slapped Yu-Zhen's other pink buttocks hard. "Hey!
Big-breasted little sister, what are you doing?" A-Guo asked this shameless question.
(17)
If you ever secretly masturbated in your room during your adolescence but forgot to lock the door, and then your family members unfortunately pushed the door open and saw you doing such a filthy thing, your reaction on the spot would be exactly the same as Yu-Zhen's situation at this moment.
Suddenly slapped by A-Guo's large hand, she jumped up instinctively, her pretty face turning as red as a pig's liver. She tried to wipe her body with her hands, but found that the semen on her palms was thick and plentiful, making it impossible to wipe. If she had to go back to the nursing station wearing a nurse's uniform stained with semen, the mere teasing from her colleagues would be enough to make her ashamed for a month.
Yu-Zhen was half-holding her breasts, not knowing what to do, when A-Guo spoke up again: "Wow! I didn't expect this hospital to provide special services, and by a big-breasted beauty! Bo-Bo! You're so lucky, I'm both envious and jealous."
Staring at Yu-Zhen's messy hands, A-Guo continued to complain: "But it's not fair! I've been hospitalized longer than Bo-Bo, why haven't I enjoyed this kind of personalized service? It's so unfair, it's so disrespectful!"
"Hmph! I must call the head nurse to come and see why Bo-Bo has it and I don't?" Pretending to be wronged, A-Guo made a move to press the emergency call button by the bedside.
Yuzhen was terrified and at a loss, unsure whether to wipe her hands or not. Seeing a box of tissues on the bedside table, she thought of grabbing a few to wipe herself.
"It's too late! You can wipe the stuff off your hands, but you can't wipe the evidence off the patient's body. Besides, there's me, the eyewitness. I'll tell the head nurse everything I saw, as carefully as counting money. As soon as you start wiping, I think my hand will be pressing down on it very quickly." A-Guo's veins were slightly visible, looking eager to try.
Yuzhen really didn't know what to do. She stomped her foot and said coquettishly, "You...you...what are you going to do?"
The black and white scenery in my eyes returned to color, and the stars disappeared. I suppressed a laugh and quietly watched A-Guo tease Yuzhen. I couldn't help but admire A-Guo's quick thinking. In a scene like this, I could only make a mocking remark on the spot, but I didn't expect him to be able to lead to another wonderful show.
Ah Guo's right hand was still pressed against the emergency call button, his smile utterly wicked. He slowly commanded, "Big Boobs! Go lock the door."
Yu Zhen looked at Ah Guo with a bewildered expression, wondering why he had to close the door. Ah Guo didn't explain further, just gestured towards the door with his mouth. Yu Zhen had no choice but to obediently lock the door.
"Next, take off your nurse's uniform!" Ah Guo continued to give orders.
"Take...take...take off my clothes? I don't want to! How dare I take off my clothes in front of you? I'm a girl!" She looked utterly unwilling, as if it were a death sentence.
"Hmph! You've already told me to take off my pants, and you've even touched my penis. Don't you wear anything under your nurse's uniform? You're wearing underwear, what are you afraid of people seeing!" I cheered from the side.
"Yeah! You get to see Bobo's nice stuff and touch her face so excitedly, but I can't even look at your underwear?... If you don't take it off, I'll take you away! We'll see how you explain this to the head nurse later!"
Ah-Guo threatened her, using both soft and hard tactics.
"No...no! I'll take it off!" She was at their mercy, so she had no choice but to let them take advantage. She glanced at the locked door, thinking that at least no outsiders could break in; at most, these two bastards could only feast their eyes and enjoy a glimpse of her through the window!
The thought of undressing in front of a man stirred a thrill within her. Her small hands trembled slightly as she reached behind her back and zipped up her skirt with a "whoosh!" She then gently unbuttoned the two buttons below her neck. At first, she hesitated, holding up her skirt, but when she heard Ah Guo's urging sound, she blushed and, like a cicada shedding its shell, revealed her exquisite, curvaceous body.
"Hmph! Another pretentious slut!" I chuckled inwardly, knowing that Ah Guo was completely in control. Yu Zhen's hands, which had been frantically searching for tissues to wipe, were now completely oblivious to getting dirty while undressing. Ah! Women, asking them to openly strip down and remove their clothes is like asking them to die, as if they were promiscuous women. But once forced by external forces and given an unavoidable excuse, they begin to enjoy the thrill of exposure.
As Yuzhen's half-naked body was revealed, the ward was instantly filled with a spring-like atmosphere. The fluorescent lights, which had been glowing blue, now seemed to shimmer like neon lights. She certainly lived up to A-Guo's and my expectations; her pair of perfectly round breasts were as big as papayas, hanging down her chest and making the entire visual center almost tilt upside down. Fortunately, the magic bra held her up just in time, preventing her from sagging. However, the large breasts supporting the small bra looked like a big, fat butt wearing a thong—it was so mismatched that I almost couldn't help but laugh.
Looking down at her black velvet panties, the low-waisted style clung thinly to her triangle area. The front had a mesh crisscross weave, slightly revealing the thick pubic hair underneath. The glossy black color contrasted with her fair skin, making the black appear even more translucent and the white even more delicate.
She wasn't fat at all; in fact, she might even be described as "slim waist, large breasts, and a firm bottom" (Taiwanese slang for "tight-waisted, big breasts, and a firm bottom"). I wanted to laugh simply because her figure was so impressive that she probably couldn't find a suitable bra, creating an unbalanced and awkward look. If Ah-Guo could get her to take off all her clothes, I think her curves would definitely surpass those of actresses like Amy Yip and Veronica Yip, and she might even become the queen of large breasts in Taiwan! After
Yu-Zhen awkwardly took off her clothes, Ah-Guo darted over and snatched the nurse's uniform from her hands, magically crumpling it into a ball and stuffing it into his beach shorts.
"You... why did you steal my clothes!" Yu-Zhen was furious! She stood with her arms crossed, puffing out her cheeks, her breasts jiggling with her outburst.
"Ha! Now let's see how you get out of here! Even if someone comes, you're doomed!" Ah-Guo was truly wicked, and he grinned mischievously.
"You...you...you...I...I knew you guys were no good, always trying to trick me, I'm going to scream for help!" She stammered for a long time, it turned out she was trying to scare Ah-Guo.
"Go ahead and scream! You must love it when everyone sees you in your underwear, I think I'll also call the family members outside to see the big-breasted nurse, they'll love this kind of performance." Ah-Guo echoed her as if afraid she wouldn't scream.
"You...what do you want now?" Meeting Ah-Guo was her bad luck, how could she fight against Ah-Guo who was full of bad ideas.
"You...you climb onto the hospital bed and let Bo-Bo check you up, you just hurt his penis, I wonder if you've hurt yourself? You need to get a thorough checkup."
Hearing this, I really thought I misheard, I never thought there would be such a good thing in the world, lying in bed, good fortune falling from the sky, I don't understand why Ah-Guo would do this for others, sending the lamb that was already in his mouth away.
"Ha! Ha! Bobo! Don't just stand there bewildered. This is payment for letting me kiss Xiaoxue's body a few days ago. Please accept it." Aguo winked at me. I inwardly groaned.
I had just ejaculated once, and I was already feeling utterly exhausted. My penis had finally settled down, but it still ached slightly. My chaotic mind was at least back in place. Now Aguo was offering me half-naked, large breasts, reminding me to check them carefully. If I kept messing around like this, I might just fall back into place.
"Thank you! This gift is ill-timed. I'm not worthy of it. You keep it for yourself, Aguo!"
The gift was fragrant and hot, but I couldn't bring myself to eat it, so I politely declined his offer.
"Don't mention it! We're good brothers. I wouldn't feel at ease using it without you checking it first." What
kind of brother is this? Why didn't you let me check your Xiaolan before using her? This thought inexplicably popped into my head.
We were speaking in riddles, and Yu-zhen, being big-breasted and clueless, couldn't quite grasp it. She actually asked, "What are you two talking about? Let me see! Why don't you want to use your boobs?"
Ah-guo and I almost burst out laughing. Ah-guo took a breath, his expression turned serious, and said, "If you don't climb onto the bed soon, the head nurse will come in. You have ten seconds, hurry up!" He thought he was still the platoon leader of the amphibious reconnaissance battalion!
Yu-zhen was startled, and with a troubled expression, she took off her high-heeled nurse shoes and climbed onto the hospital bed like a cat, shrinking into the corner at the foot of the bed. My sheet had already been pulled off by her, and no matter how careful she was, her warm thighs still pressed against my hairy legs. The worst part was that, thinking about the benefits that were about to come, my limp penis slowly became erect again.
Seeing my penis slowly rise to its "salute," and indeed, with a real "catheter" attached, her cheeks flushed immediately. Her foxy eyes stared intently at the large thing with great interest, her small mouth moved involuntarily, and she swallowed.
"Who told you to stay so far away? Come closer!" A-Guo commanded.
She reluctantly crawled forward a few steps, and a strong scent of orchid and musk greeted her, like the fragrance of a hotel hostess. I couldn't understand why a hospital nurse would wear such strong perfume. Was it to seduce the single doctors in the hospital? Thinking about it this way, this Yu-Zhen was definitely not simple; she must have a lot of outrageous deeds to her name.
My penis rose again to a ninety-degree angle. As she crawled forward, she couldn't avoid this obstacle. The head of my penis brushed against the smooth skin between her breasts, across her flat stomach, past her panties where a few stray hairs peeked out, and finally stopped behind her plump buttocks. She couldn't crawl over my head and let her breasts press against my face, so she had to meet my gaze with her fragrant face. In this position, my penis was pressed precisely between her buttocks.
I felt my penis pressing harder and harder. Looking down, two large, white breasts blocked my view, and the black lace bra seemed only to cover the areolas. Her pink and delicious breasts were almost completely exposed, with two hard, protruding cherries at the tips.
Her breathing gradually quickened, and a fragrant breeze brushed against my face. I stared intently into her eyes; there was no anger, only a faint shyness. I felt my throat begin to dry, and the heat in my lower abdomen rose again. My penis slowly felt wet.
“Bobo! Look at her, does she have breast implants? This big-breasted slut must have had silicone bags inserted, otherwise how could anyone have breasts that big!” A-Guo sat down on the edge of the bed, staring intently at Yu-Zhen’s full breasts.
“You’re talking nonsense! I don’t have any!” She seemed to have forgotten her shyness and started to defend herself.
“I swear you definitely do, otherwise how could they be so full and firm?” A-Guo said.
“Nonsense, nonsense, my breasts are only that big in my middle school. If you don’t believe me, I’ll… I’ll…” Realizing she shouldn’t continue, she started to stutter.
“I’ll… I’ll… what? Grab them?” Before A-Guo could finish speaking, his hand had already grabbed the edge of her bra and pulled it down, as easily as pulling a condom off a deflated penis. Her large, papaya-like breasts bounced out easily.
Yuzhen raised her right hand to try to block, but it was too late. She saw her large breasts trembling beneath her, her nipples stubbornly sticking out. Her face was filled with shame, and she didn't expect that her prostrate body couldn't be supported by her left hand alone. She staggered and her whole body pressed against my chest. Her plump, large breasts were like two hot mochi, soft and warm. Even through the patient's gown, I could still feel their wonderful elasticity.
I held her close, her soft, warm body swaying in my arms, but Ah-Guo teased her, "I told you! Only fake breasts can't be flattened like this. Look for yourself."
"Really?" She herself became suspicious, tilting her upper body slightly to look. Then she pressed her breast against my chest and tilted her head to look. A delicate head swayed back and forth on my neck, tickling me unbearably. Unexpectedly, she couldn't see clearly and complained, "No! I can't...can't...see...it."
Before she could finish speaking, seeing us both red-faced and struggling to suppress our laughter, she finally understood. I heard her shout, "I hate you guys!" She buried her face in my neck, too ashamed to face anyone else. Even her ears and neck were flushed a deep pink.
Ah-Guo and I were overjoyed, our injuries almost healing without any medicine. I never expected that being in the hospital would be such a happy experience.
(18)
Hearing our laughter subside slightly, Yuzhen secretly peeked out from between my necks, then raised her entire apple-red cheeks, but her bare breasts pressed tightly against my chest, refusing to budge.
"Oh! So tight, I knew you'd fallen for Bobo. No wonder you'd help him masturbate, while I've lived here longer and don't get this perk," A-Guo teased her. "Hmph!
Don't give me that, you just want me to sit up and make fun of my...my...my..."
"Your big boobs?" A-Guo finished for her.
"So what if they are?" she pouted.
"Fine! Since you love clinging to Bobo so much, don't get up. Let's see how long you can hold out." A-Guo actually sat on the only chair by the bed, crossed his legs, and leisurely watched her.
"..." Yuzhen was dumbfounded.
After a moment of stunned silence, Yu Zhen gritted her teeth and grinned mischievously, "Hmph! I just want to stick to Bobo, cling to Bobo tightly. I love Bobo to death! I'd be willing to give him a thousand or ten thousand more 'gunshots'! How about that? Jealous now?" She then planted several heavy kisses on my face.
Before I could even mentally call for Buddha upon hearing "a thousand or ten thousand gunshots," a barrage of sweet kisses rained down on my face, each fragrant and smooth kiss effectively banishing any thought of Buddha.
Ah Guo was furious, his eyes darting around. After a while, he suddenly stood up and sneered, "Since you like Bobo touching your breasts, then I'll let you touch them to your heart's content, and I'll do Bobo a favor while I'm at it." He paused, then continued, "But it's really annoying for me to be here like a third wheel. Why don't I take your nurse's uniform and wander around? Maybe I can change into it and do your rounds and change your dressings!" He then ignored Yu Zhen and pushed open the door to leave.
"No... don't go out... you... you gave her back her clothes!" Yu Zhen hurriedly sat up, forgetting that she had just been shyly covering her large breasts, determined not to let anyone see them. But by then, the door had already been closed, and no matter how loudly she shouted, it was no use.
"What should I do? How can I face anyone dressed like this? Should I... should I go out wearing a sheet?" She sat on my lower abdomen, talking to herself, her two bare breasts trembling.
I could feel the warm, dampness of her labia beneath her panties on my lower abdomen. My erect penis remained pressed against her buttocks. I gently placed my right hand on her waist, comforting her, "It's alright! You're already in love with me, so let's stay like this a little longer."
She flicked my stomach on the forehead, scolding, "Yeah, right! You wish! You've taken all the advantages, but I'm the one who's embarrassed. I don't know how Pinxuan will treat you in front of me later!" She then fell into a thoughtful daze. Looking at
the resentful expression on her face, I almost mocked her. Wasn't she right? There were only two of us left in the ward, a lone man and woman, bare-chested and belly exposed, and I hadn't even had time to retract my penis into my pants. She could have jumped off the bed; she didn't need to press her plump vulva against my lower abdomen, making me feel restless and aroused.
“Look! You’ve seen my whole body, even… even my breasts are pressed against you. How can I not blush next time I see you? Tell me! How are you going to take responsibility for me?” She looked at me with such deep affection that she almost seemed like a pure and innocent girl from a romance novel.
“No! There’s still one more place I haven’t seen. Let’s just see it all before we think about taking responsibility.” Luckily, I wasn’t a naive young man, and I was quick-witted enough not to fall for her tricks so easily.
“Pfft!” She laughed, reached out and pinched my stomach hard, shaking her head and saying, “I really can’t do anything with you. I wanted to make you feel guilty towards Pinxuan, but I couldn’t trick you at all, you rascal! No wonder Pinxuan fell in love with you at first sight. Even though this incident wasn’t her fault, she was always worried that you would despise her and look down on her, so she didn’t dare to come to the hospital to see you.”
“What? Didn’t you say she was fine? How could she…” I opened my mouth wide.
"What's wrong with her? Someone as devoted as her, finally falling for someone, only to be bullied by others in front of him—do you think she feels good about that?"
Seeing me stunned and silent, she continued, "Last night she was indeed chatting and laughing with us, even suggesting we go to karaoke. But every time our laughter stopped, she would stare blankly, lost in thought, until everyone was quiet and looking at each other in silence before she would start laughing again."
"Everyone knows she was forcing a smile. Even her best friend Judy, who came all the way from Taichung, noticed something was wrong as soon as she walked in and secretly pulled me aside to talk to her for a long time."
“She said that Pin-hsuan had been like this for a long time since her family was killed in the 921 earthquake. She seemed like a wandering soul whose mind was no longer in this world. When people laughed, she would laugh along; when people didn’t laugh, she would just stare blankly.” (Note: See Twelve Windows (5)) “It wasn’t until Zhi-ping arranged a job for her at her sister’s counter that she had a focus in her life and she finally cheered up and started living like a young girl again.”
“During her time working at the cosmetics counter, she worked hard to learn about various beauty, makeup and skincare knowledge. Originally, Zhi-ping planned to invest in her opening a famous women’s skincare store, but unexpectedly, it was Zhi-ping who hurt her and made all her hard work go to waste.”
“Then… then is she still going to work these days?” I asked blankly.
“Going to work? How do you expect her to face Zhi-ping’s sister? Isn’t she back to the old ways after the earthquake? She lost her job, and her heart has flown away somewhere else.” As she spoke, her eyes reddened.
"No! Give me Pinxuan's phone number. I have to tell her I don't care what Zhiping did to her at all. I'm only worried about her body... her heart." Hearing about Pinxuan's current situation, I almost shouted.
"What? You don't have her phone number... I really... I really don't know what you take her for?"
Even I couldn't explain why I hadn't asked Pinxuan for her phone number.
The two of us talked for a long time, almost forgetting that we were naked in front of each other. Suddenly, a soft knock sounded on the door, and a hoarse woman's voice asked through the door, "May I come in?"
Yuzhen glanced at her half-naked body and panicked, "Oh no! What should I do? What should I do? How can I face anyone like this?"
In desperation, I shouted loudly to the door, "Wait... wait a minute! I'm using the chamber pot!"
"Are there any family members here? Do you need any help?" I didn't expect the nurses at this hospital to be so kind. They treated patients like family, even helping with things like defecating and urinating.
"No! No! I... I'm almost done!" I was used to defecating by myself, so I quickly refused her kindness.
"Your IV drip should be finished. I need to change it for you. I really don't know what Yuzhen is up to. She prepared a whole bunch of things and then disappeared. I'll definitely give her a good scolding later!" I heard the nurse outside muttering to herself. I looked up and sure enough, the IV drip was empty, and a long strip of blood was still flowing back from the plastic tube.
"Hey! Aren't you almost done? I'm waiting outside. Call me when you're done putting on your pants," the hoarse voice said.
I looked at Yuzhen with a wry smile, unsure of what to do. She grabbed my shoulders and shook me, lowering her voice to say, "Quick... tell her to go back to the nursing station first, and tell her you'll ring the bell to call her later."
"Is... does that mean you won't let me change the IV if A-Guo doesn't return your clothes? Won't my blood fill the entire IV bottle?"
"No! Just tighten the tube... This... you're making things difficult for me at a time like this!" She hooked the IV tube and tightened the valve.
A woman's shyness is the most touching moment, and I wasn't going to let her have it easy at this time! I suggested, "This isn't a solution. Come on! I'll arch my legs high, and you hug me tightly, then wrap yourself up tightly in the sheet. Maybe you won't be discovered!"
"Won't you?" she asked doubtfully.
"Don't worry! If we get caught, I'll just say I'm your girlfriend, as long as you don't look up."
After considering it for a moment, seeing how confident I was, she could only nod in agreement. But nodding didn't lead to anything; she just hugged her breasts, blushing as she looked at me.
I was almost at my wit's end with her. One moment she was puffing out her chest and laughing, the next she was acting all coquettish. She was completely unpredictable, like she could do whatever she wanted. I didn't know whether to scold her or just play along.
"Hurry up and hold me tighter, or I'm going to let her in!" I pretended to shout.
This time she was quick. She wrapped her arms around my chest, pressed her breasts tightly against my heart, and buried her head in my neck. When I bent my legs, her pink legs wrapped around my thighs and tucked into the gap between my knees.
I pulled up the sheet on one side and covered us both completely with my hands and feet, leaving only my head sticking out.
"Okay...okay! Nurse, you can come in now!" I called out.
Sure enough, the door opened immediately, and a sweet-looking nurse walked towards me carrying an IV drip bottle, followed by the shifty-looking A-Guo. A-Guo gestured for me to be quiet with his index finger, and I smiled, wondering what he was up to.
"Hey! It's been dripping for a while now, hasn't it? The blood's flowing back out, I'm so sorry." Seeing the dark red blood in the plastic tube, the sweet-looking nurse apologized as she changed the IV.
"It's okay! I didn't feel anything at all. I didn't even notice until you pointed it out."
"Oh...it's good that you're smart enough to tighten the tube, otherwise your hand would have swollen up!"
"How much longer do I need this IV? It's really inconvenient." I asked her.
She had already changed the IV drip and, holding the empty bottle, smiled, saying, "It'll probably have to wait until tomorrow afternoon! Don't find it troublesome; the IV drip is mainly to make it easier for us to add the medication. Unless you're willing to get an injection every three or four hours, I can ask the doctor to stop." Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly noticed my bulging chest and abdomen. "Huh!" she exclaimed, surprised, "How come you're so fat? The record says you only weigh around 60 kilograms, yet you have such a big belly."
I had already bent over, clasped my hands together, and hugged Yuzhen tightly to my chest, but she still became suspicious. I quickly explained, "That... that was my weight five or six years ago. I've been eating a lot of meat and fish these past few years, so my belly has gotten bigger. And these IV drips might even be contributing to this!" I felt Yuzhen pressing even harder against me, her fiery breasts clasping tightly against my ribs, as if trying to crush them.
"Ha! You make it sound like you've had hundreds of IV drips, but it's only been four or five."
She adjusted the IV flow and seemed about to leave when she suddenly saw Yuzhen's trolley parked nearby, with used cotton swabs on the tray. She couldn't help but ask, "Strange? Did Yuzhen come by? I haven't seen her."
Yuzhen, hidden under the sheet, fearing I'd betray her, pulled out a hand and grasped my penis, which I hadn't yet inserted into my pants, pretending to squeeze it hard.
My manhood, warm and slippery in Yuzhen's hand, felt incredibly comfortable, but I couldn't guarantee she wouldn't squeeze harder. I could only say, "Yes, yes, yes…she just came in and went out again. She didn't forget to put her clothes on, but she forgot to take the trolley out."
Hearing this sarcastic remark, A-Guo almost burst out laughing, and her slender hand gripped my penis tightly. I thought she was going to give me a stern warning, and I turned pale with fright. Thankfully, she stopped there; I felt a shiver run through me, and she quickly released my grip.
"How are you? Does your wound hurt? Let me take a look. I wonder if Yuzhen has changed your dressing." The sweet nurse asked with concern when she saw my face suddenly turn pale.
A-Guo shook his head frantically. The sweet nurse looked at A-Guo with a puzzled expression, then reached out and pulled back the sheet.
Just as I realized what was happening, a cool sensation ran through my feet, and my penis felt like it had suddenly entered a warm, slippery crevice. Two sticky, plump labia were pressed tightly against the base of my penis, and many hairs sprouted from the glans and crawled down to my lower abdomen, making me unbearably itchy. It turned out that the moment the sheet was pulled back, Yuzhen had quickly stuffed my penis into her panties, positioning it precisely between her increasingly aroused labia.
Like a summer sunset, the sweet nurse's pretty face flushed instantly. She hadn't expected the scene under the covers to be so indecent: a woman in black silk panties had her plump buttocks upside down beneath a man's bare crotch. Although his penis was hidden inside the small panties, its erect shape, stretched through the thin fabric, was almost too obvious to be concealed, making it a blatant display of sexual intercourse.
Thinking of my own embarrassment, I blushed and couldn't speak. Yuzhen, in my arms, clung tightly to me, her pink buttocks, exposed to the cold wind, shrank further into the blankets. Her warm labia seemed to be using my penis as a train track, pulling it forward.
The sweet nurse covered her face and turned away, feigning anger as she scolded, "You... how could you do this... this kind of thing in the ward?" Her ears were burning red.
"Don't you doctors and nurses do this kind of thing in the wards?" A-Guo admired her coquettish manner, asking her in return.
"You...you shouldn't talk nonsense...we wouldn't do such things!"
"Oh...is that so?"
"What do you mean 'is that so'? Don't talk nonsense and ruin our hospital's reputation." The sweet nurse lowered her hands, emphasizing seriously.
"Then I should go see the ophthalmologist. Last night, I don't know which lovebirds were moaning and groaning in ward 411, thinking no one would know just because the door was locked?" A-Guo sneered.
"You...you say one more word of nonsense and see what I...what I..." The sweet nurse panicked, large beads of sweat hanging from her forehead.
"I'm not making this up. If you'd been in there yesterday, you would have seen how your hospital's slutty nurses wrestled with the refined doctors. Hey! That nurse was incredibly promiscuous. She walked into the ward looking like a proper lady, but as soon as the door was locked, she jumped onto the doctor like a monkey climbing a tree. Before he could even help her undress, she pulled her stockings and panties down to her thighs, revealing her overflowing, wet vulva."
The sweet nurse's eyes widened in disbelief. Her mouth moved for a while before she retorted, "You...you're just making things up to fool me. Didn't you say the door was locked? How could you possibly have broken in and seen us?" The more she spoke, the more plausible it seemed, her tone becoming increasingly assertive.
"Heh! Heh! Heh! Did I tell you I broke in from the outside?" Ah Guo chuckled slyly, looking confident of victory.
"You...you...talking nonsense, I clearly didn't find anyone in the ward...unless...unless..."
Realizing that his words had given him away, he quickly lowered his head and shut his mouth tightly.
"Ha! In the ward, did you see that gluttonous queen with a cinnabar mole on her labia?" The sweet nurse had already confessed without being asked, but Ah Guo pretended not to notice and continued to tease her.
Hearing this, Yu Zhen seemed to think that just listening wasn't enough, so she reached out and pulled the sheet open, secretly peeking at the sweet nurse's embarrassed state. I felt her turn her head and her long black hair slide down my neck. I felt both angry and amused. Of course, she had just escaped death and was already eager to see others make a fool of themselves. Had she forgotten that her own situation was even more miserable than others'?
With the full, smooth, half-naked beauty pressed against me, I had little interest in the story unfolding by the bed. Although I could clearly hear Yu Zhen's urgent heartbeat through her flattened breasts, the constant dampness and heat emanating from my penis were unbearable. I almost cursed the catheter in my urethra.
But I still had my left hand. I slowly reached down and slid it over her waist, up her round, pink buttocks, and then into her small panties. I gently pried open her buttocks and my fingers moved down to her wet labia.
Yuzhen trembled all over, let out a moan, and bit my right shoulder with her small mouth. Then her right hand went into her panties. I felt her delicate little hand holding my hand, but instead of stopping me, it was pinching my fingers and touching her hot labia up and down. (19)
I felt like a puppet, a happy puppet, a useless happy puppet.
My fingers, barefoot, were skating in the ice palace. One wrong step and I could fall into the scorching, lustful abyss, a place right beneath my feet, its gaping maw ready to devour me. I was terrified of being pushed from behind into the fire pit. Though the fire pit wasn't necessarily hellfire, the heat was definitely present in my crotch. Whenever my lust intensified, a dull, throbbing pain would tug at my nerves.
I hated the catheter; it forced me to take deep breaths in this alluring and seductive situation. Though my heart was burning with desire, I dared not gamble my brother's happiness.
Yuzhen pinched my fingers, rubbing my clitoris. Her technique was so skillful that she could spread the folds of my clitoris with her fingers, then rubbed my fingers up and down. It was obvious she was becoming increasingly aroused. Her pink buttocks, already wide open, were now being pulled so hard they were almost splitting open her anus as well. I was terrified her vulva and anus would rip together.
I had to stay calm, because investing too much wouldn't benefit me. Have you ever seen a eunuch go to a brothel? Although I'm not a eunuch, and my penis is highly praised, at this moment I wasn't much better off than one. It wouldn't be right to let me enter a brothel with a rope attached! (Note: This refers to the catheter inserted into my penis.)
To distract myself, I started listening to the stories by the bedside, while Yu-zhen, holding my hand, rubbed her clitoris until it was overflowing with desire and her pubic area trembled. Meanwhile, she was also intently listening to the sounds of A-Guo and the sweet nurse.
"Okay! Let me tell you the truth. I'm in room 405, right? It's not as quiet as Bobo's single room. There are four patients there, and you have to queue to smoke or use the toilet. So, I finally found an empty room, 411, where I can smoke and poop freely."
"As luck would have it, last night I was listening to my Walkman and having a good time in the toilet in room 411 when I suddenly heard the door being pushed open. A doctor and a nurse, arm in arm, slipped into the room and started doing that shady thing." "
The two of them were making lewd noises against the wall for a while. The nurse seemed to be getting tired of it and asked the doctor to carry her to bed. The bed was creaking and groaning, and the nurse's moans went from one level to five, almost reaching the heavens. I was so uncomfortable listening to it in the toilet that I pushed open the door and crawled out like a kitten."
"Really? And then?" The sweet nurse seemed determined to deny everything, her expression returning to calm as she asked.
"Heh! Heh! Then I saw a slutty nurse kneeling against the wall like a little bitch, her nurse's skirt lifted to her waist, her shaved pubic hair showing as the doctor's penis vigorously fucked her. I saw they all had their backs to me, so I crawled under the bed. Look! I was lucky enough to find these things under the bed!" Ah Guo grinned as he pulled a wad of clothes from his pocket.
I noticed Ah Guo's pockets were bulging, and besides Yu Zhen's nurse's uniform, I wondered what other treasures were inside.
It was a pink thong and a pair of white stockings. Ah Guo picked up the strip of fabric-like underwear and waved it in front of the sweet nurse, asking, "How about it? Familiar, right? I used to think nurses were incredibly pure, that they all wore ordinary cotton panties, maybe with some lace or frills. I was so wrong! These days, nurses aren't conservative at all; they dress so provocatively, almost like hostesses."
"I don't know if it's from walking around all day, or if it got stained with a horny bitch's juices last night, Bobo, look! There's a huge white patch on this little crotch, and it smells so lewd!" Ah Guo took a deep breath at the crotch of the underwear, his eyes fixed on the sweet nurse's reaction.
"You…" The sweet nurse bit her lower lip, too angry to speak.
"Hey! And these stockings, don't let their plain white appearance fool you, they're got a secret. Look, they're open at the crotch, like this little opening for your little cunt. No matter what—your fingers, poop, pee—it's all free to pass through. Even the doctor's stinky mouth and penis can easily slip inside. It couldn't be more convenient! I bet a penis passed through here yesterday; the sides of the opening are all yellowed. It was sticky when I picked it up yesterday!" Ah-Guo held up the crotch of the stockings, and sure enough, there was a yellowish tinge around the opening.
"You can't look! You…you have to give them back!" The sweet nurse blushed and lunged to snatch them from Ah-Guo's hands.
Ah-Guo wouldn't let her get them! He untied the elastic band of his beach shorts and underwear, stuffing the clothes into his crotch, and taunted, "Haha! So these lewd things were yours, but now my brother has them. Go talk to him, I'll completely follow his advice." He then put his hands on his hips, thrusting out his buttocks, waiting for the sweet nurse to pounce. The
sweet nurse's slender hands were raised in mid-air, unsure whether to go in or back, her bright eyes brimming with tears. Finally, she stomped her foot and said angrily, "You...you're so bad! Luckily it's not mine, I'll just give it to you!"
"Strange, strange! You just asked me to return it, and now it's not yours anymore. Since it's not yours, why can you decide to give it to me?" A-Guo asked, utterly bewildered.
"Hmph! Mind your own business! I'm giving it to you, so what?" The sweet nurse, at a loss for words, pouted and started acting spoiled.
Yuzhen, nestled in my arms, was practically bursting with laughter. Her little hand, which had been lightly pinching my fingers, stopped, and instead intertwined with mine, resting between my sticky thighs. Through her breasts pressed tightly against my chest, I could feel her trying hard to suppress her laughter.
"Whatever, I don't care. I'm not going to give it back anyway. People say a good bird chooses a good tree to perch on, and this fragrant panty belongs to a virtuous person. I'll just smell it, and use it properly, morning and night!" Aguo said with a grin.
Looking at the embarrassed and indignant sweet nurse, Aguo continued, "Since the panty isn't yours, you probably don't know what happened yesterday. Let me continue to tell you!"
"Anyway, it's all made up. Say what you want, it's none of my business!" The sweet nurse turned her head and started tidying up the trolley, acting as if it were none of her concern, but she refused to easily push open the door, wanting to hear how much of her good time had been spied on.
"Ha! So, after I hid under the bed and found this slutty pair of panties and sexy stockings, I was overjoyed. Suddenly, a lewd nurse above me let out a hoarse moan, crying out, 'Oh... good brother... I can't take it anymore... it's gone! It's gone!' I was startled and almost dropped my treasure. Just as I was wondering if I'd been discovered, the doctor spoke up, panting, 'Huff... huff... my little slut, you've already come twice, but brother hasn't come yet. My cock is so itchy. Lie down and let brother fuck you properly.' I suddenly realized I'd misunderstood and quickly hid my spoils in my pocket."
Ah Guo recited the story, shaking his head, his appearance truly hilarious. When he imitated the doctor's panting, the imitation was so lifelike that it almost made you think the one experiencing pleasure was him!
"I heard the nurse's weak, seductive voice say, 'Ugh... good brother... you're making my hole so sore and numb, like I'm about to lose control. Give me a breath, push slowly for a while!' The doctor mumbled a reply, then the bed creaked, and the nurse lay down. The doctor finally showed some tenderness and began to slowly thrust in and out as instructed."
"I heard the 'squeak, squeak' sounds of penetration above my head, and the nurse's moans of both pain and pleasure. My heart was itching so badly I almost pulled out my penis and joined the doctor in the battle. But I wasn't so reckless as to really break up this lovemaking affair. At that time, I did something very interesting." At this point, Ah Guo paused, pausing to build suspense, staring intently at the blushing, sweet-faced nurse.
"You... what did you do?" "The sweet nurse blurted out unconsciously.
Ah Guo turned to me with a sly smile and continued, "Didn't I just say I was listening to my Walkman in the bathroom? The Walkman happened to be in my pocket, so I took it out, removed Wu Bai's (a famous Taiwanese singer) cassette tape, broke the anti-recording clip, and then used it to record live."
"Look, this cassette tape of Wu Bai's 'Lonely Bird on a Branch' has now become 'Chicken Broken Bird,' haha! I actually turned Wu Bai into a woman, nurse, aren't I amazing!" Ah Guo pulled the cassette tape out of his pocket and shook it at the sweet nurse with a grin.
"You...how could you record someone's...someone's...?" "Waaah...waaah...I...
I'm so ashamed I can't face anyone..." The sweet nurse, embarrassed and anxious, burst into tears, covering her face and trying to escape.
She only reached the door before realizing something was wrong. The evidence was still in their hands. If she ran out like this, who knew what they would do with the tape? If her colleagues heard it, it would be a disaster. Besides, she didn't know if the guy was just making things up. What a coincidence! She'd only done it a few times in the ward, yet someone had recorded it.
Suspicion welled up inside her, and she stopped abruptly at the door. Turning around, her face full of suspicion, she said, "Really?
I also love Wu Bai's singing! If Wu Bai were a woman, his singing would be even better. Could you play it now for everyone to hear? Heh! I love Wu Bai to death!" Tears still welled in his eyes, but a wicked smile had already crept onto his lips.
Ah-Guo kissed the cassette tape, clasped his hands together, and sat on the foot of the bed. He slowly said, "No rush, no rush. Since you like having people listen, I certainly won't spoil your fun. How can I not explain the whole story of such a blush-inducing cassette tape? Let me finish telling you about the recording process first!"
The sweet nurse stood quietly at the door, silent, her face a mixture of emotions, a mixture of laughter and tears.
"I pressed the record button, and I actually crawled out from the foot of the bed. That pair of lewd nurses and doctors, the woman lying down and the man penetrating, both had their backs to me and couldn't see me. I tiptoed behind the doctor, placed the tape recorder next to his hairy buttocks, and then held my breath and lay on the bed to watch the sexual intercourse up close."
"That was truly spectacular!" "This is the first time in my life I've seen a penis slowly inserted to the root into a juicy cunt, then slowly pulled out, dragging the swollen labia. Each time it was pulled out, milky white fluid flowed down the edge of the cunt to the dark, shiny perineum
, then flooded the constantly contracting anus." "Although the doctor's hairy ass smelled terrible, I couldn't help but get closer and closer. I saw a dark red mole on the slutty nurse's labia minora. With each thrust of the penis, it flipped in and out, becoming redder and brighter. When it was glowing red, the slutty nurse's cunt became wanton again, and she tightly hugged the doctor's ass, desperately trying to shove it into her hole." "
I could hear 'Oh... good brother... fuck me... fuck my cunt hard... fuck my cunt until it's broken... fuck it until it's ruined...' and all I could hear were these lewd moans. The poor doctor was sweating profusely and panting heavily, his body covered in rashes. I was afraid he was going to give up, so I decided to lend him a hand on the spot. Oh... no! I meant to lend him a hand with my tongue. I stuck out my tongue and licked down into that shiny, lewd asshole." Ah Guo stuck out his tongue and gave a demonstration on the spot.
I saw the sweet nurse's body tremble, her hands covering her buttocks, and the blush on her face quickly climbed up to her ears.
(20)
"As soon as my wonderful tongue licked down, that lewd nurse couldn't take it anymore. She let out a soul-stirring moan, her little buttocks tightened and arched, her fingers twisting the doctor's buttocks into a pretzel, and his penis and testicles almost swallowed into her cunt." "
She cried out in a hoarse voice: 'Mmm...oh...good brother...you lick me so wonderfully...ah...so good...so good...I'm going to ejaculate again!' 'Come on...fuck that wet little thing...
lick that slutty little hole...mmm...I...I'm about to cum...cum!'" Ah Guo imitated a woman's moans, his erect body emitting a woman's erotic sounds, truly incongruous to the extreme.
The sweet nurse tightly covered her buttocks with both hands, her mouth wide open, her face flushed and pale, and she stammered, "You...you really licked my...my place with your tongue?"
Ah Guo's tongue slid around the four corners of his lips, then withdrew it with a "tsk" sound, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with lingering relish, "Yes! Didn't you know? You still cried out for me to lick your slutty little hole? You must have felt so good yesterday!" After saying that, he stared intently at the nurse's lower body.
"You're so filthy! How... how could you take advantage of someone in such a vulnerable state? How could you just kiss someone like that?" Tears welled up in her eyes again, her face flushed crimson, one hand clutching her skirt, the other protecting her buttocks, as if that would make her feel more at ease.
"Really? I remember yesterday that lewd nurse was so happy. I only licked it once, and the opening of her labia, which was covered by my penis, glistened with moisture, and thick bubbles appeared from the slit, like egg white. I saw them in a state of ecstasy, completely oblivious to the power of my thin tongue. That didn't matter, I only heard the nurse praising my tongue skills as indescribable, and the doctor shouting as he thrust, 'Good, wonderful, it makes his penis throb!' I was so proud of myself, I wanted to give it my all right away. Even though the nurse's anus was covered in thick white fluid, I still recklessly pushed my tongue forward."
“That was really fun! I licked along the nurse’s perineum towards her anus repeatedly. As soon as I got close to the radial opening, the nurse’s little hands would exert force, and her red labia minora would tighten like a mimosa, gripping my penis and sucking it in. And the worst part was that the doctor would also pant heavily and shout ‘Good!’ With such a fervent response, I became even more engrossed, licking almost every fold of the anus clean. Once, I accidentally licked the base of the doctor’s penis, but luckily my moist labia were nearby, so he probably didn’t suspect anything.”
Ah Guo said this in one breath, and seeing that the sweet nurse was still covering her buttocks, he smiled and said, “Luckily, you wiped your buttocks clean after using the toilet. Maybe you even took a shower before your tryst yesterday, so there’s no smell at all. Otherwise, I would have become a stinker, haha!” The sweet nurse was both
amused and exasperated, wanting to argue but hesitating to speak.
"I couldn't lick for long before I heard the lewd nurse moaning intermittently, her breath faint. Each moan was so lewd it almost stole my soul. Meanwhile, the doctor was thrusting into me, his juices splashing everywhere, covering my face like tofu pudding. Despite me risking my life to keep him company, he was panting heavily, his penis thrusting in and out faster and faster, his neck swollen like a pig's liver, yelling that it was no good, that it was going to be bad, and that his semen was about to be injected into that reddened flesh hole."
"In a panic, I curled up my tongue and pushed hard, and with the help of her juices, it actually went in and out of the nurse's anus three or four centimeters. I heard the lewd nurse moan: 'Oh... Brother, you're really killing me!'" "The doctor also pressed hard against the flower's core, howling in a hoarse voice, 'Ah! Sister! I...I'm about to be drained dry by you!' The adulterous couple huddled together, trembling violently at the same time. I wanted to slip off the bed, but seeing the crimson flesh covering the penis twitching incessantly, a surge of fluid gushing out, and the faint sound of gurgling water, I seized the opportunity. I grabbed my Walkman, pointed the microphone at their intertwined genitals, and recorded this lewd and wanton sound." Ah Guo looked at the lewd nurse with a smug expression, as if he had done something earth-shattering.
The sweet nurse lowered her head, not daring to meet Ah Guo's rapist-like gaze, her small mouth trembling, "You...
what do you want?"
Ah Guo chuckled a few times and said, "Heh! I'll tell you what I want later. My story isn't finished yet!"
"No...please don't say anymore! I don't...don't want to hear it!" the sweet nurse pleaded.
Ah Guo seemed not to hear, picked up a paper cup from the bedside table, poured himself a glass of water to moisten his throat, and then said, "That pair of lewd nurses and lecherous doctors were really bobbing up and down in the sea of lust for quite a while. By the time they came to their senses, I had already shrunk back under the bed. The two of them shamelessly started flirting, saying things like, 'Your body is the best among all the nurses in the hospital, your pussy is the hottest and tightest,' and 'Your dick is the best I've ever used, it's almost irresistible.' I almost laughed myself to death when I heard it. Suddenly, the doctor said meaningfully, 'Huixiang! I've always had a wish, I wonder if you can help me?' The nurse said in a coquettish voice, 'Dear brother, you've played with every hole on my body, what do you want, how could I refuse?' Ha! I say, Huixiang! Do you know what that doctor really wanted?" Ah Guo looked at the sweet-looking nurse, and I finally knew her name was Huixiang.
Huixiang lowered her head absently, her thoughts wandering, and did not reply to Ah Guo's words.
"The doctor stammered, 'I've never seen my own sperm stay inside a woman's vagina before. Just thinking about how much semen I just released into your body makes me wonder if it's doing well? Is it trying to burrow into the uterus?' Huixiang pouted and protested, saying her vagina was so tight, how could she possibly see?
The doctor hugged Huixiang tightly, kissing her several times, and then said he had secretly brought 'Sibeikulang.' Upon hearing this, Huixiang couldn't help but curse, repeatedly calling the doctor wicked and a pervert, for planning to embarrass her all along. One cried out in shame, the other pleaded, and finally, Huixiang couldn't resist the doctor's gentle words and agreed."
"I was very curious, not understanding what 'Sibeikulang' meant." Could this be even more powerful than Mad Dog Lang or Wan Sha Lang (a Taiwanese singer)? I wanted to see who this person was, so I slowly poked my head out from the foot of the bed. Oh! God bless me! At that time, Hui Xiang's delicate body was lying at the head of the bed, her small hands tightly gripping her jade legs, which were spread open in a V shape, while the doctor was kneeling in front of her crotch, just covering her alluring secret place. "
I saw the doctor take out a shiny thing that looked like a magnifying glass or an ice cream scoop from his white coat pocket. I knew it was a vaginal speculum, commonly known as a 'duckbill'. I couldn't see his movements, but I heard Hui Xiang cry out in pain, repeatedly telling the doctor to slow down and not hurt her!" (Note: vaginal speculum)
"I also really wanted to join their ranks. I was interested in this kind of vaginal examination in high school, but I couldn't get into obstetrics and gynecology, so I had to give up the opportunity." The doctor moved around for a while, then suddenly reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. He buried his head in Huixiang's crotch and exclaimed, "Wow! It really is! So much thick, white semen filled the entire vaginal cavity, you know? It's like drinking a mouthful of yogurt, every tender piece of flesh is soaked in semen. I really want to kiss that bright red vaginal flesh that protects my offspring!" "
At that time, I also really wanted to see what it looked like to drink a mouthful of yogurt, but the doctor turned around and actually took out a rubber tube from his white coat pocket. He said, "Good Huixiang! I want to see you lewdly sucking out semen from your own vagina. It must be so degrading that I can't stand it. After you finish sucking, I definitely can't help but want to fuck you again!" Huixiang spat out a "you rascal" in annoyance and refused coyly. But despite her refusal, the duckbill was still in her vagina, and the rubber tube slid all the way to the bottom in an instant. A hissing sound was heard, and the doctor actually started sucking.
Yuzhen's face, pressed tightly against my chest, was burning hot. I heard her mutter "pervert" under her breath. Her labia, pressed against my palm, continued to glisten with lustful fluid. Her chest rose and fell, her breath sweet and fragrant. Indeed, I too was skeptical of A-Guo's story, suspecting he was just making it up. Suddenly
, applause erupted. Huixiang, regaining her spirits, clapped loudly, saying with a smile, "Brilliant! A true storyteller! I almost fell for your trick! I knew it was strange! Four or five new patients came in last night, and the nurses were all incredibly busy. Who would have time for such a perverted scheme? And you specifically mentioned me, Huixiang! Heaven knows I was working myself to the bone yesterday, not even getting a short rest."
A-Guo made a face at me, feigning surprise, and said, "You…you're saying I made up a story to fool you? I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, it couldn't be more real! Humph! " "I also have solid evidence of a live recording. Should I go to the nursing station and let everyone hear it?" He looked like he was eager to stir up trouble.
Huixiang chuckled and said, "Oh, right! A live recording! Although what you said is so eloquent, almost like the truth, do you know? If the anti-recording clip on a tape breaks, it can't record anymore. You've got it exactly backwards. Luckily, I listened carefully and noticed the flaw in your words. Ha! Even if you're a silver tongue, you can't ruin my reputation."
A-Guo stared in disbelief, stammering, "No...no way! I clearly pressed the record button. If it couldn't record, it shouldn't have been pressed. Could it be...could it be that all my efforts were in vain? Then last night's heavenly sound was wasted?"
"Ha! You still want to fool me now? Why don't you play the female Wu Bai's moans and let us all have a taste of the good life?" Huixiang said, suppressing a laugh.
"I don't believe it!" "When I took out the cassette, I saw it was mostly rolled up. There must be something inside. You dare call a few colleagues in and say I'm going to play those lewd songs by Wu Bai for them? Let's see if you dare!"
A-Guo said defiantly, his neck flushed red.
Seeing A-Guo's predicament, Hui Xiang became even more certain of her judgment. She raised her head and said coquettishly, "Hmph! Call them then, who's afraid of who? I'll call all the nurses outside to listen to some nice singing. If they play the same old songs later, how are you going to apologize to everyone?" She then stared intently at A-Guo.
A-Guo pouted and said helplessly, "I'll... I'll treat all my colleagues who come in to a big meal!"
"Okay! It's a deal, no backing out! You stay here obediently and don't run away. I'll call everyone in right away." She pushed open the door and left, leaving a trail of fragrance.
Yuzhen secretly peeked at Aguo's expression through the gap in the sheet, and I couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Aguo! Are you really planning to waste a big meal? She might have invited a dozen or twenty people in, which could cost ten or twenty thousand yuan."
Aguo grinned confidently, took out his Walkman from his pocket, put the cassette tape in, and without answering me, muttered to himself, "Heh heh! Running away? You'd better invite all the doctors and nurses in the hospital, then I'll see who runs away first." Of course, Aguo didn't run away, because it was Huixiang who should have run away.
A sudden silence fell over the ward. I could only feel Yuzhen's warm, half-naked body rising and falling against my chest, while my right hand was held in her small hand, tucked inside her silk panties, positioned precisely between my buttocks.
As my attention returned to the beauty in my arms, the catheter I had forgotten about started acting up again. My fingertip was accidentally tapped by my throbbing penis. I knew it was time to say goodbye to the catheter.
"Yuzhen, please, please help me remove the catheter! This is torture! You… just say the patient removed it himself," I pleaded. "
How would a patient know how to remove a catheter?" She pulled her hand away and looked up at me.
"My sister happens to be a nurse, can't that work?" I cleverly offered my suggestion.
Yuzhen lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Sure, but you have to make him give me back my nurse's uniform." She then turned her face to look at A-Guo, who was sitting blankly at the foot of the bed.
Ah Guo, who was only focused on rewinding the cassette tape, smiled broadly upon hearing this and said, "Ha! I thought the big-breasted nurse liked to stay naked on Bobo and didn't want to wear clothes anymore, but it turns out she still remembers that I'm dressed! Okay! As long as you help Bobo remove that damn catheter, I'll personally present her with a nurse's white coat.
" "No cheating allowed!" Covering her ample breasts, Yu Zhen, wearing only a small pair of panties, got out of bed. After rummaging around on the bedside tray for a while, she returned to the bedside with a 50cc empty syringe.
Lifting the sheet, I saw that my penis was still erect, my penis, pubic hair, and even my lower abdomen were all covered with a layer of moisture, especially my pubic hair, which was a mess, with many glistening water droplets condensed between the hairs, like dewdrops on a field in the morning.
"Really! How come I'm leaking so much water?" I stammered.
Yuzhen glared at me, her face flushing slightly. She muttered a sarcastic remark, then aimed the needle at the fork in the catheter. A gush of fluid was drawn out by the syringe. She then pinched my penis and slowly withdrew the catheter.
I felt a dull, throbbing pain escape from my body. The urinous rubber tube was gone in an instant, and my penis, like an eagle released from its cage, rose to its fullest height, as if about to take flight.
"Mmm…that's good! Yuzhen, come on! Come back under my covers. This time I promise you won't be disappointed,"
I said, opening my arms to Yuzhen.
Her eyes were fixed on my erect penis, a mixture of surprise and embarrassment on her face. Her exposed breasts swayed with her breath. She swallowed hard and spat, "You lecher! You're already trying to take advantage of me after just getting the tube out? I'm not that easy."
"Really? Then who was it that grabbed my hand and made it all sticky and pungent?" I raised my right hand and sniffed it, looking at her with ill intent.
"Whatever! It just can't be here, and it can't be now. Give me back my clothes! If a bunch of people come in and see me like this, I'll be too ashamed to live." She said anxiously.
From what she said, she meant I could do whatever I wanted somewhere else. I felt a surge of pleasure, so I looked at A-Guo, hoping he would keep his promise.
"Here... take it! I may be a lecher, but I'm also a true gentleman. I always keep my word. It's a shame that Bo-Bo missed out on a good time." A-Guo said as he pulled out the nurse's uniform and returned it to Yu-Zhen.
With her back to A-Guo, Yu-Zhen quickly put on her bra and nurse's uniform, regaining her usual neat attire. With her clothes on, she finally regained her composure. She pouted and said, "Ugh...so shameless! You brag without even blushing. You're obviously a lecher, but as for being a gentleman, I really don't know what you're capable of?"
A-Guo didn't argue, pressing the play button on his portable music player, and a series of hissing sounds flowed out.
While I pulled up my underwear and put on my patient gown, I listened carefully to the sounds in the air. Yu-Zhen also listened intently.
"This is what I recorded while hiding under the bed. The space under the bed is cramped, and my rapid breathing was so close, so the sound quality isn't good. Listen carefully, can you hear the creaking and groaning of the bed and the sound of a storm...hey! That storm is my breathing!" A-Guo explained.
He turned the volume up to the maximum, and sure enough, he could hear the sound he described. The wind blew in gusts, every four or five seconds. After lasting for nearly twenty seconds, suddenly a "plop-plop" sound rang out, accompanied by a dull, sticky sound of water, like walking barefoot on muddy ground, pulling and scrambling, making a squeaking sound.
"Hehe... Damn! You can't imagine just by listening, but as soon as I hear this sound, I see that bubbling little cunt from last night, and that shiny cinnabar mole... It's so fucking lewd..." A-Guo cursed.
After the intense water sounds, suddenly a soul-stirring, bone-melting mole came out: "Ugh... Oh... Good brother... Fuck...
Fuck me... Fuck my cunt hard... Fuck it through... Fuck it to pieces..." followed by a long, continuous moaning.
"Ah! It's Huixiang! That's right! I really... I really didn't expect this..." Yu-Zhen exclaimed, her small hand covering her mouth in surprise.
"Now, let's get to the show!" Ah Guo chuckled mischievously, stopped the playback, and rewound the cassette.
Soon after, a large group of nurses flooded into the ward, a group of about eleven or twelve women. Four or five were intern nurses in blue uniforms, still looking rather young, while the rest were mature ward nurses of varying styles.
"Hey~ Yu Zhen, what are you doing here? I couldn't find you anywhere. I thought you'd skipped work again," Hui Xiang asked in surprise when she saw Yu Zhen by the bedside.
"Um… I just went to Dr. Wang's to get the doctor's orders. This patient kept insisting I remove the catheter, so I had to go to the outpatient clinic to find Dr. Wang, and he told me to remove it for him!" Yu Zhen lied without batting an eye.
"Oh! You're here just in time. This patient's friend said he's going to play a nice audio tape for everyone to listen to, and afterwards, he's treating everyone who listened to it to a big dinner at a restaurant!" Huixiang boasted confidently, thinking she had everything under control. The dozen or so nurses around her looked on with suspicion.
"Is there really such a good deal in the world? Huixiang, don't listen to his nonsense. I think we shouldn't listen. He might play some pornographic recording that will embarrass us. Aren't all these sexual perverts into this stuff?
" Yuzhen, thankfully a colleague, tried to subtly remind Huixiang, hoping she would back down.
But Huixiang wouldn't listen. Now that all her colleagues were in, she figured she had to at least hear the mystery behind the tape.
She raised her pretty face and said loudly, "Hey! You big bull! Do you still mean what you said? Tonight we're going to have a feast at the Master Hotel, so don't turn into a shrew!"
"Of course! Don't even mention the Master Hotel, even if you want shark fin and bird's nest, I won't even bat an eye,"
A-Guo said confidently.
Actually, just by looking at A-Guo's confident look, any normal person could tell he was guaranteed to win. But Hui-Xiang was stubborn and had gotten stuck in a dead end. She refused to believe that her shameful secret had been exposed. She wouldn't give up until she saw the truth. I secretly glanced at Yu-Zhen, who had a gloating look on her face, as if she had done her job and that the rest was Hui-Xiang's own fault.
Hui Xiang's failure to live up to expectations was predictable. The intern nurses around her asked all at once, "Senior!
Senior! What kind of cassette tape is it? It's so mysterious!"
Hui Xiang didn't answer. She gave A Guo a final ultimatum: "Hurry up and play it! Do you think we have a lot of time?" Instantly, twelve nurses formed a circle around A Guo. Surrounded by them, A Guo was overjoyed. He flipped his finger and pressed the play button hard.
For a moment, the ward was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sound was the rhythmic, mechanical beat of the tape recorder. "Huh! What's that sound?" Several nurses exclaimed in surprise as the rustling noise and howling wind broke the silence.
Huixiang's expression was somewhat grave.
Then came the sound of water splashing on the muddy path, "Squeak! Squeak!" "Clatter! Clatter!"
The nurses were bewildered, their eyes filled with questions as they looked at Aguo.
Aguo smiled silently, staring at the pale-faced Huixiang, his eyes gleaming with smugness. I knew what sounds were about to spill out, and I desperately hoped Huixiang would grab the recorder and stop it, but Huixiang was also listening to a tape for the first time and had no idea what to expect; she was simply listening intently, lost in thought. Her hesitant
steps grew faster and faster, and the faint sounds of a woman's moans could be heard mixed in. Several astute nurses realized what the sounds were, and in unison, Xia Sheng lowered her head and drooped her cheeks. Suddenly, Hui Xiang, her face deathly pale, pushed through the crowd, reaching for the tape recorder, shouting, "No...
don't play it again... you can't play it!"
A Guo held the tape recorder high above his head, and Hui Xiang twisted and pulled, unable to reach it. She could only entwine herself with A Guo, her eyes red.
The footsteps in the air gradually quickened to almost running, then a seductive, agonizing wail rang out: "Ugh... oh... good brother... fuck... fuck me... fuck my cunt hard... fuck my cunt until it's broken... fuck it to pieces..." Finally, tears streamed down Hui Xiang's face, her cheeks flushing red and then pale, and she remained motionless, like a clay statue.
The nurses blushed and remained silent. After a long while, someone blurted out, "Oh no! Playing this kind of tape! It's disgusting!" An intern nurse, oblivious to the situation, asked, "Hey! Senior Huixiang, isn't that your voice?" Immediately, all eyes turned to Huixiang.
Huixiang was speechless. Her unique, husky voice, usually a symbol of her charm, now became deadly evidence. She covered her face and ran away, leaving behind a group of bewildered nurses and a cold-smiling A-Guo. Meanwhile, the soft moaning and whimpering from the tape continued unabated.
(Twenty-two)
For a girl in her early twenties, A-Guo was indeed a bit cruel. When it was just the two of us in the ward, I, as a friend, rebuked him a few times. He replied, "The man a woman remembers most vividly isn't the one who showers her with love and care, but the one who makes her feel most embarrassed and hurt."
"Do you think she'll forget me now?" A-Guo grinned at me.
I was helpless. Arguing with such a fallacy was probably pointless, but I still pressed on: "But how will you teach her to get along with her colleagues? And what good will that do you?"
"Hey! You know how to be chivalrous! She placed the bet, she brought the person in. To put it realistically, she got what she deserved. Who else can she blame? If I lose, I have to pay for a big meal; if I win, I don't get anything out of it. In the end, all I get is a 'satisfaction.' What does she have to complain about?"
I was speechless. After thinking for a moment, I said, "Basically, you, the player and the referee, are already in an unassailable position. Playing her like this seems rather unkind and unfair."
"Sigh! Who told her to be so stupid? I'm never polite to pretty, stupid women. I either take their bodies or strip them of their dignity. Luckily, I'm being discharged tomorrow. You'd better watch out, she might poison your IV!"
"Oh dear! That's terrible! I've only used 1,000 cc of my 5,000 cc. I don't want to die from poisoning at such a young age. What should I do? What should I do?" I feigned fear and asked for help, while the two of us laughed and joked about random things.
The night passed quickly, especially since I was exhausted after surgery. I ate the meals provided by the ward at nightfall, chatted with A-Guo and Xiao-Lan for a while, and fell asleep before 10 p.m.
The next morning was uneventful. Yu-Zhen, who was on the night shift in the afternoon, brought me a letter from Pin-Xuan.
"Why didn't Pin-Xuan come to see me?" I asked Yu-Zhen.
"I don't know! She and Judy were dressed and made up when I left home. I thought they were coming to the hospital with me, but Pin-Xuan gave me this letter to give to you, and didn't say anything more." Yu-Zhen said, puzzled.
Seeing my dejected expression, she chuckled and said, "Look at you, so lost. She might come later... Even if she doesn't come, she'll definitely make it clear in her letter." Having finished her routine, she tactfully pushed open the door and left.
Actually, Pinxuan had no obligation to visit, but I harbored a deep expectation—a hope that during my free time in the hospital, she could be there to chat and keep me company, to deepen our fleeting relationship.
With a nervous heart, I unfolded the letter. The light blue paper bore her delicate handwriting: —My dearest Bobo: The transition from loss to regain is so dramatic. Heaven made me lose a relationship, yet almost brought it back. For a day or two, I was so overjoyed, so grateful to God, my heart overflowing with happiness, all because of you. I never imagined that just when I was ready to accept this relationship, I would lose confidence again—the confidence to face you. I know you won't mind, but I need time and space to heal, to soothe the wounds in my heart. So Judy and I went back to Taichung, planning to find a scenic village to heal. Just consider it a trip for me. After I've had my fill of fun, perhaps the wounds will be gone, and that will be my return.
You can think of me, but don't wait for me or look for me. When the sun sets, weary birds will surely return to their nests. At that time, I will still be the leading lady behind your window. It's just that I couldn't be by your bedside today. Please don't blame me in the future. After all, my heart is always with you.
Pin-hsuan—the letter is short, but the affection is long. The intense love makes me sigh deeply. My wounds are physical, but hers are in her heart. How can I blame her for not coming to see me?
Thankfully, there was no pessimism in her words. The wound wasn't deep; all she needed was space and time, like a child who had stolen food and hid under the bed, waiting until her family forgot about it before crawling out with a grin.
I knew she would return soon, covered in the dust of her journey and with forgotten memories, excitedly rushing into my arms. And I had her key; whenever I thought of her or missed her, I could enter the room filled with her scent and feel her presence.
I felt a slight sense of loss, but it was so thin and insignificant that it vanished as soon as I turned away.
Yu-zhen returned, pushing open the door and coming in again. She saw the letter I had opened and placed aside and asked, "How is it? Is Pin-xuan coming over later? Now you don't have to be so distracted!"
"Sigh! She went back to Taichung with Judy, saying she wanted to find a place to become a nun. She's probably already shaved her head. Alas, I guess I can't stop her!" I lied.
"Really?" Yuzhen exclaimed, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Yeah! And it was cooked! I guess unless I become a monk and see if I can be paired with a nun, I'll have to find another way to make a living," I said.
"No way! I haven't heard her mention religion or conversion. She's so lively, and Judy's always with her. How could Judy let her do something so silly?" Yuzhen still didn't believe me.
Seeing her dazed look, I was secretly delighted. I slapped her plump buttocks and laughed loudly, "I told you it was cooked! Why are you still asking? You always say I'm absent-minded and lost in thought, and that's all because of you!"
"Because of me?" Yuzhen asked curiously.
"Isn't it? Who would make such a sexy little nurse like you lose your mind while serving someone, unless that person is blind?" I said confidently.
"Pfft... You're so glib, always trying to take advantage of me. You won't get away with it today." She stood far away to the side, looking like she wanted to avoid me at all costs, but her face was all smiles, without a trace of anger.
"Ah...you're so beautiful!" My eyes lit up, and the words slipped out from the bottom of my heart.
"Hmph! You're just good at lying to women. I'm not falling for that. Am I...as beautiful as Pinxuan?"
Although I was sharp-tongued, I couldn't help but fall for her beauty in the end.
I pretended to consider for a while, then looked directly at her and said seriously, "Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums each have their own strengths, it's hard to judge which is better or worse. Pinxuan has an ethereal beauty, while you have a worldly allure. Beauty lies in the artistic conception, while allure lies in the feeling. You are seductive, flirtatious, and sensual, with big breasts and a pert bottom, a slender waist and long legs. If I really want to judge, I have to use my feelings. Come here and let me hug you so I can give you an answer."
Hearing my serious tone, she was delighted and listened intently. But after only a few sentences, I changed the subject and started to take advantage of her again. I saw her face turn red, and she spat out loudly, "Hmph! Who wants to hug you, you vain girl!" She raised her pink neck slightly, looking very disdainful.
"It's not like we haven't hugged before! Yesterday we hugged naked for a whole afternoon, and I even explored every nook and cranny. I still feel the afterglow when I think about it now, I miss it so much." I teased her.
"You...you're talking nonsense! Who hugged you all afternoon? It was just for a little while..." she hurriedly protested.
"Ha! So you were! What are you afraid of? Are you afraid I'll eat you?" I waved at her.
"Don't say that again! What kind of nurse lets patients hug and cuddle as soon as they enter a room? What kind of behavior is that!" she said righteously.
Unable to persuade her, I could only pretend to be reprimanded, obediently withdrawing my hands and turning my head away from her.
At this time, the clock on the wall was approaching five o'clock in the evening, and a faint twilight shone through the open blinds, hazy and yellow, like a warm blessing from another world.
"What? Are you angry?" A soft, sticky voice came to my ear. Yuzhen saw that I was silent and spoke to test my reaction.
"..." I didn't answer, secretly laughing to myself. Heh! I didn't even think of pretending to be angry. You think I'm angry? Then I'll be angry properly. But what exactly should I be angry about? "Don't be angry! Don't be angry! Getting angry can damage your injuries!"
"Hmph!" I exhaled heavily through my nostrils. Strange? Why is she afraid of me getting angry? "It's not that I'm being mean, it's just that you keep trying to hug me. I'm not a woman who's promiscuous!" Her voice drew closer, and she sat down on the chair by the bed, her fragrance wafting into my nostrils.
"Leave me alone!" I uttered those three words resolutely, secretly laughing to myself.
"Don't be like that! Yesterday, I almost couldn't control myself and did something I shouldn't have done to my friend. Pinxuan is my good friend, and she's been very kind to me. Even though I have feelings for you, and I don't... I don't dislike you at all, but... but can I seduce my friend's man?"
"Besides, she's not with you right now, and she specifically told me to take good care of you. Tell me, can I take advantage of this?" Her voice carried a hint of helplessness.
Hearing this, I finally understood why she was afraid of making me angry—it was all because of her budding feelings for me. Men and women are different. Men can have sex without necessarily having love; they can love one person but have sex with a hundred. Women, however, are completely different. Their sex and love are inseparable. Sexual desire often stems from love, or love blossoms alongside sexual contact. This innate difference is a marvel of creation, something no ordinary person can escape.
Sure enough, she wasn't a promiscuous woman. She might seem promiscuous, but she wasn't. Yesterday's intimate encounter was commonplace for me, but for her, it held profound meaning.
"You just don't dislike me?" I asked, taking advantage of her affection, turning to look at her lowered head.
"..." She twisted her slender hands silently, the silver nail polish like ten shining stars swirling in her palm, completely belying her as a virtuous woman.
"I think you've fallen for me!" I bluntly stated her reason.
Her face flushed, but she looked up at me with her clear eyes, placed her slender hand in mine, and said firmly, "That's right! I've fallen for you. I can't let a man touch my body and then remain unmoved. I'm a woman, a simple and idealistic woman. I hope my body will only be touched by a limited number of men, preferably only one, my future husband."
She spoke so seriously that I began to worry about my situation. Gathering my playful spirit, I said seriously, "So you're afraid I'll get angry and stop talking to you?"
"Yes! I'm also afraid that getting close to you will hurt my friendship with Pinxuan." She nodded, her nails lightly scratching my palm.
"Is...is it possible that no one has ever touched your body?" I exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh, you're so blunt! Do you think that's possible?" She squeezed my palm hard, saying coyly.
"Impossible!"
A woman as alluring as her, unless all the men in the world died, would definitely have suitors lining up and winning her over. I gripped her small hand tightly, and asked meaningfully, "Don't you know there's another kind of relationship between men and women that can last a long time? There's always the possibility of becoming the official wife!" "
What kind of relationship?" she asked, utterly bewildered.
I hesitated for five or six seconds, then slowly said, word by word, "Friends-with-benefits—"
Her face flushed crimson, and she buried her face in the covers. She bit me, saying unwillingly, "That sounds awful!
That sounds awful! I...I don't want it! Wouldn't that be letting you take advantage of me!" Her warm face pressed against my chest, this coy, alluring womanly demeanor tickled my heart.
"Or you could choose another kind of relationship, just as lasting, with the possibility of becoming the official wife at any time," I said cryptically.
"Then...what kind of relationship is that?" she asked, looking up at me.
I teased her, asking her to kiss me on the cheek. She thought for a moment, then obediently left a kiss on my cheek. I solemnly said, "That means we're sexual partners—"
"You're kidding me! It's the same thing, just a different name. I'm still so embarrassed..." She pouted, playfully punching my chest.
We flirted like that for a while until the auntie who brought dinner came in, and she hurriedly left, leaving me feeling utterly dejected.
I clearly remember her asking me quietly during our playful banter, "I don't know how I'll react when I see Pin-xuan and you being intimate." I didn't answer her then, because it was the same problem for me.
When two women pounce on me at the same time, whose body should I grab first—Pin-xuan? Or Yu-zhen? I've never worried about this kind of question before, but today I've encountered two women who know each other and are close friends. This is a real dilemma.
Sigh! I stopped thinking about it. Things will work themselves out; time will solve the problems!
(Twenty-three)
That evening, the doctor stopped my IV drip. Without the cumbersome bottles and tubes, I was gradually able to get out of bed and walk around. I could go to the nursing station to see the nurses, or to the TV room to read books, magazines, or
watch TV programs. As long as I avoided walking too fast, I was basically free to move around. The hospital was a microcosm of a miserable society. Why do I say this? Because here I saw many disabled and dying people, either in wheelchairs or using crutches, or lying helplessly in their beds groaning. Their family members rarely smiled; everyone seemed to have a huge stone in their hearts, something they couldn't shake off. These scenes are rarely seen on the streets under the sun.
Those who have the opportunity to walk on the streets are fortunate, while the miserable always hide in dark corners. I couldn't help but sigh.
There were only four or five nurses on the night shift. Unlike the day shift nurses who were frantically busy, two or three of them even sat in the nursing station, snacking and chatting idly, their silvery laughter echoing throughout the ward. They were the only truly happy people there.
I can't say whether I was happy or not. I had injuries, I was in pain, and my work wasn't exactly smooth sailing, but in this hospital, at least my injuries were relatively minor. So, I should be happy. However, happiness is an intangible thing; if you force it upon yourself, it vanishes without a trace.
Lost in thought, I walked past the nursing station. Yuzhen looked up, smiled at me, and called out, "Hey! Bobo! Want some snacks?"
I stopped, leaned against the counter, and replied, "I just ate, I'm not hungry yet. Who's as greedy as you girls, always eating...aren't you afraid of turning into fat pigs?"
The other two girls in the nursing station looked up at the same time, raising their eyebrows, seemingly thinking I was insulting them too. One of the taller nurses said with a hint of indignation, "Yuzhen! Is this your friend? How can you be so rude, insulting people like that?"
Yuzhen whispered something in her ear with a grin, and the two of them stared at me slyly, their smiles enigmatic.
"He's alright! You don't know how much worse his friend is, what's-his-name, that 'German guy'? He has no morals at all, always bullying people. Yesterday, Huixiang was so humiliated by him that she quit on the spot today. It's infuriating!" Yuzhen said to the taller nurse.
Sure enough, Ah Guo's impulsive decision led Hui Xiang to pack her bags and go home. A sense of guilt welled up inside me; I felt incredibly sorry for Hui Xiang. But Ah Guo acted as if nothing had happened. He left the hospital with Xiao Lan right after dinner, completely unaware of the trouble he had caused.
"Yeah! I was there yesterday too. That man is really wicked. How could he play that kind of thing in public? It's so damaging to a woman's reputation." After a pause, Nurse Gao Tiao continued, "But Hui Xiang is really something too. She's been messing around with men and women in the hospital. She was scolded by the head nurse last time, but she still didn't learn her lesson. I heard that not only Dr. Zhang has an affair with her, but even the attending physician, Dr. Liu, has slept with her. Last time I was..." The three of them, who had been united against outsiders, suddenly started gossiping amongst themselves.
I wasn't interested in the gossip of the Taoist priests, and was just about to go downstairs to the central garden for some fresh air when suddenly everything went dark. A pair of cool, smooth little hands covered my eyes, and a deliberately lowered woman's voice reached my ears: "Hey!
Guess who I am?" I smelled a strong perfume wafting from behind me, and I already knew
who it was. "Heh! Xiaoting? Don't be silly, I knew it was you as soon as I heard your voice."
"Ha! No! I'll give you one more chance." Seeing that she had fooled me, she seemed very happy, and forgot to lower her voice, making the answer even more obvious.
"Eh~ no? Then it must be Xiaoxue, don't lie to me anymore."
"Ugh~ no! Who is Xiaoxue? I'm not Xiaoxue, guess again!" she complained.
"Then it's Lily?" "No!" "Little Apple?" "No!" "Auntie?" "No!" "Ai Iijima?" "No, no, no! When did you meet Ai Iijima!"
"Ha! Anyway, any woman except Qinqin could be me, okay?" I said with a grin.
"You're so mean! You knew the answer and you still lied to me...lied to me...lied to me..." A fragrant breeze wafted over, and in the blink of an eye, she was on top of me. This was Qinqin's usual way of greeting me; she always liked to stick tightly to me.
I leaned against the counter, struggling to hold her tight. Just as I managed to get a firm grip, her two small fists playfully punched my shoulder. I felt a sharp pain in my back; I'd actually taken a few punches. Although they were just fancy moves and not very powerful, I still couldn't help but groan.
"Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I forgot you were injured!" She jumped off me with a start, looking at me with her alluring eyes, full of remorse.
"It's alright, I just bumped the wound, it doesn't hurt anymore!" I comforted her, then looked at her closely. She had put a lot of thought into her appearance today: a tight-fitting silk houndstooth shirt, a knee-length light-wash denim skirt, a black openwork wool vest, and brown mid-calf boots. Her makeup was light and natural; it was the first time I'd ever seen her dressed so formally.
"Wow! You look so beautiful today, like a college student. Are you going on a date?" I complimented her sincerely.
"Hehe! Yes! I am going on a date with you today! Come on… let me see if I've made the wound bleed…" Ignoring the fact that we were in public, she intimately took my hand, lifted my hospital gown, and examined my wound closely.
"Wow! What a big wound! My poor husband, it must be very painful!" She frowned, as if the wound were on her own body.
"It's alright! I didn't feel anything during the surgery, and it only hurt for a day or two afterward. Seeing you today made me forget all the pain," I said casually.
"Gege...you're so sweet-talking, you're so good at coaxing people...Oh dear! It's really bleeding! Look! Look!
The gauze is all red and wet, um...it's all my fault!" she said anxiously, her words full of self-reproach.
I couldn't see my back at all, and I couldn't tell the condition of the wound by feeling.
Qinqin stroked my wound for a while, then suddenly went to the nursing station and said, "Nurse! Nurse!
The patient's wound is bleeding again, could you lend me some rubbing alcohol or iodine to clean it for him?
" Her urgency was palpable.
"Hmm! I've come to check. The patient just had surgery a day or two ago, so it's best not to irritate the wound..." Yuzhen said coldly, walking over to tidy up the medicine. After thinking for a moment, she added, "You guys go back to the ward first. I'll come over later and change the patient's dressing while I'm at it."
"I'm sorry to trouble you, we can do this simple dressing change ourselves."
"Oh... do you know how?"
Yuzhen said, turning back to her work.
Qinqin was stunned for a moment, then muttered, "Qia Beibei!" and pulled me back to the ward. As we walked, I asked her how she knew I was hospitalized. She said that Cheese had been to their shop yesterday and chatted with Manager Chen and A Long for most of the day. Even A Long's older brother, Mad Dog, was there. They seemed to be talking about gang matters. Qinqin overheard them talking about me, and after asking, she learned that I had been injured and hospitalized. (Qia Beibei: feisty and willful) "When I heard you were hospitalized, I really wanted to come and be with you right away, but the shop has its rules, and I can't just leave whenever I want. I only managed to get away today because Mengmeng and I skipped our shifts," Qinqin said softly, her eyes overflowing with affection.
Hearing that Cheese had already contacted Feng Feisha's older brother yesterday, I knew clearly that Cheese's words about avenging me weren't just empty talk. He had already started planning everything and contacting traditional underworld forces. I just wondered what brilliant plan he had to make Black Dragon regret his actions and suffer a crushing defeat.
"Ugh...Are you even listening to me?! I care about you so much and you don't even know it! Humph! If you can't carry me after you get injured, I won't be with you anymore." Qinqin pouted and complained, pulling my arm.
"So realistic! The most heartless are those who frequent the night. I knew you only liked my body, not my heart!
" I replied, pulling myself together.
"Shame on you! Don't you even look in the mirror? Do you think you're Keanu Reeves? Or Tom Cruise?" She wrinkled her nose and mocked me. Amidst the laughter, we were back in our hospital room. She helped me into bed, her petite body nestled against the headboard.
Taking advantage of a lull, I asked her about what Cheese and the Mad Dog boss had discussed yesterday. She only caught bits and pieces, unable to give a coherent account, but it seemed to be related to elections and territory allocation. I couldn't connect it to revenge, so I just listened idly.
As Qinqin peeled grapes and fed them to me, Yuzhen came in carrying a tray.
She slammed the tray down on the bedside table, a forced smile on her face, and said, "Oh! Is this your girlfriend again? You're so lucky! So many girlfriends. Come on… girlfriend, excuse me for a moment, I need to change her dressing!
" She emphasized the word "again," and as Qinqin leaned forward, she glared at me fiercely.
I knew Yuzhen wouldn't give me a good look for seeing me and Qinqin so intimate, but I hadn't expected her jealousy to be so potent. Helpless, I could only offer her a bitter smile.
"Turn around, how am I supposed to change the dressing like this?" Yuzhen said irritably. I obediently turned over, exposing my back.
Yuzhen skillfully peeled off the outer bandage, picked up the gauze and cotton balls and put them into a container, then took a cotton swab, dipped it in medicine, and applied it to the wound. I felt a cool sensation travel from my back to my spine, a tingling, stinging feeling, but it wasn't too painful.
"Wow! What a long wound, honey, your injury is so serious!" Qinqin said in surprise, holding my hand.
"Hmph!" I heard Yuzhen seem to hum softly, and she tightened her grip a little.
"Oh! The wound is so deep...so scary...I can't bear to look...it makes me sad...Ugh! Honey...does it hurt? It doesn't hurt...it doesn't hurt...it'll be over in a little while!" Qinqin walked around to the other side of the bed, rested my head on her lap, and seeing the cold sweat frequently appearing on my forehead, she held my hand even tighter, comforting me gently.
Every time Qinqin called out "Husband," Yuzhen would deliberately increase the pressure on my hand, making me hurt more. I knew Yuzhen was doing it on purpose, but I was speechless, hoping she would have some restraint and not worsen my injury.
Enduring the stinging pain in my back, I tried to focus my attention on Qinqin's thigh, which my nose touched. Through the rough denim, I could still feel her warm body heat and smell the faint scent of shower gel. This lovely Qinqin hadn't forgotten to take a shower first. She said she had swapped shifts with a colleague today and might be able to stay with me in the hospital room tonight. Then I would finally be able to sleep peacefully with my beauty in my arms.
Finally, Yuzhen stopped and properly bandaged my wound. I breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her profusely for her mercy.
"Alright! The wound hasn't healed yet, so don't do anything too strenuous. It wouldn't be worth it if the stitches came undone!" Yuzhen said coldly, then stood up and tidied the tray. Before leaving, she suddenly asked, "I wonder if you two are married?"
"No! Why?" Qinqin turned around, puzzled.
"Calling a man 'husband' before you're even married? Aren't you afraid he'll deceive your feelings and abandon you? These days, men are all womanizers, only good at sweet-talking kind and innocent girls! You'd better be careful!" Yuzhen remarked meaningfully, then pushed open the door and left without waiting for our reaction.
Qinqin and I looked at each other, and after a long pause, we burst out laughing.
"Hahaha...a kind and innocent girl? She said you're a kind and innocent girl!" I pointed at Qinqin, clutching my stomach, my wound aching from laughing.
"Hehehe...I am a kind and innocent girl! Why...why did I only find out today?"
Qinqin also laughed uncontrollably.
Suddenly, Qinqin stopped laughing and scolded loudly, "Still laughing! You're not allowed to laugh anymore!" I was startled and looked at her, only to see that two clear tears had slid down her beautiful eyes without me noticing.
(Twenty-four)
"Qinqin! Why are you crying?"
I raised my hands above my head and put my arms around Qinqin's shoulders, pulling her close to my face. Because I was leaning against her thighs, she seemed as huge as the sky, the entirety of my vision.
Turning her head away, she let me pull her into my arms, her small face hidden from me, the tear stains on her pink cheeks still glistening. I heard her say insincerely, "I'm not crying! I laughed until I cried. Someone actually treated me like a proper woman, how could I not be excited and shed tears?"
"Is that so?" I kissed away a tear under her chin and asked suspiciously.
"Yes!" She buried her head deep in my chest like a cloud and said quietly.
What an understanding woman! How come I didn't know why you were crying? You smiled, but your heart ached. Ultimately, you still cared about my feelings for you, didn't want me to look down on you or laugh at you. Tears, though a woman's best weapon, are also the most direct evidence of her innermost thoughts.
I held her tightly, cheek to cheek, earlobe to ear, silently embracing each other. Her face was warm, smooth, and moist; though wet with tears, it evaporated quickly with her body heat, and with my caresses, the heat only intensified.
Everything felt so natural. My lips pressed against hers, my tongue parting her teeth, tongue to tongue, a warm, moist cavern filled with the fragrance of orchids extending before my mouth. Our tongues chased each other, saliva mingled, and the fiery kiss instantly dispelled her sorrow and my guilt.
"Mmm...uh...chu...tsk..." As our tongues met and battled, she let out a soft moan, the passionate kiss intensifying, the saliva churning with a sticky, muffled sound.
Because our faces were pressed together, I couldn't see her expression, but from the eager response of her tongue, I knew she was happy and enjoying herself. I could feel warm, fragrant saliva constantly flowing from her small mouth into mine, my tongue exploring almost every corner of her mouth.
For a quarter of an hour, time seemed to stand still. Our hearts merged into a sweet, understanding, and tender whole, requiring no explanation, no vows, and no responsibilities. It was as natural as the rising and setting of the sun and moon, and in that naturalness, we discovered each other's truest hearts. Then
time began to move again. She pushed me away, embarrassed, and said, "Look... my saliva is all over your chin, how dirty!"
"Not dirty at all! I've heard that a beautiful woman's saliva has the effect of prolonging life. Getting it on my face might even beautify my skin and make me more handsome," I said with a laugh.
"Ha! Don't listen to your nonsense. If it really could improve your complexion, wouldn't I just spit some saliva on my face? Why would I need to spend money on a bunch of skincare products?" As she spoke, she pulled out a tissue to wipe the water stains from my mouth. Suddenly, her face darkened, and she asked softly, "Aren't you...aren't you afraid I'll give you a disease? I'm a woman who does this kind of work, meeting all sorts of men every day, it's easy to get sick."
Seeing that she brought this up again, I knew I couldn't run away anymore, so I put on an understanding smile and said to her affectionately, "Stop being so gossipy. Nobody likes doing this kind of work unless they're forced to. I know you have your own difficulties, and although I didn't ask, I know it must be something that's caused you a lot of pain. Besides, you're just letting customers touch you, you're not doing sex work, how could you get sick so easily? Tell me honestly, since I started doing this job, is it only me who can kiss you, touch you, and tease you? Can anyone else do that?"
She nodded silently and said, "Yes! It's only you...but, do you believe what I'm saying?
I'm this kind of woman who's so lowly, don't you look down on me and doubt me?" A look of pain involuntarily appeared in her eyes.
"Fool! I trust my judgment, and I trust you too. Most vulgar women don't understand the difference between 'familiarity' and 'unfamiliarity.' They only care about money and pleasure; their mouths can't produce anything worthwhile. But you're different. You may seem superficial and materialistic on the outside, but you're not like that at heart. You have depth, ideas, and your own principles. If it weren't for the circumstances, I think you would definitely be a noble, beautiful, and strong woman." I spoke a string of my true feelings for her, not just to comfort her, but every word came from the bottom of my heart.
I've known Qinqin for a while now, and in my eyes, she's always been a complex and enigmatic woman. I often can't grasp her heart, but I'm certain that her heart is different from her outward expression.
"A strong woman? Ha! I wouldn't even dare to dream of that. You don't need to comfort me. I know my own worth. The old folks say women are like rapeseed seeds. Have you ever seen rapeseed flowers? After the rice harvest, farmers scatter rapeseed in the fields, and in less than half a month, the fields are covered in golden rapeseed flowers, so beautiful. But the rapeseed flowers grow for only one thing: to provide extra nutrients to the soil after they wither, so that the next rice harvest will be even more bountiful."
"And women like us, we live only to let men vent their boundless energy. Maybe we're even less valuable than rapeseed flowers. Although rapeseed flowers are useless, at least they provide nutrients for rice to grow. And me? I contribute nothing to society. If I disappear one day, no one will even care..." Qinqin murmured to herself, wallowing in self-pity, her dry eyes suddenly welling up with tears again.
I was speechless, wondering why her heart was so heavy. All I could do was silently watch her and hold her delicate hand tightly.
The cold hand trembled slightly, seemingly infected by its owner's inner turmoil.
For a long while, a heavy atmosphere filled the air. Qinqin was stunned for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter through her tears, saying sweetly, "Ha... I lost my composure! I made the atmosphere so awkward. You don't know my past at all, how can you understand my sorrow? Hmm... dear husband, do you want to hear my story? I rarely tell anyone, but today I want you to know." The originally cold hospital room instantly warmed up with her smile.
"Okay! But I'm afraid of stirring up your sad memories!"
"No way! It's better for two people to be sad than one to be sad, unless you're heartless and completely indifferent to what I've been through, then my sad memories will have to be added to the list." After saying that, she jumped up, picked up the large leather bag on the bedside table, and said while fumbling around, "But before that, I have to do something... wait for me!
" "What is it that's so mysterious?" I asked, puzzled.
"Mysterious? Not at all! I'm here on a date with you today. Don't normal boyfriends and girlfriends drink coffee and listen to love songs on a date? It's my first date with you, so I can't be too casual." She said with a charming smile. Before she finished speaking, she magically produced a portable speaker, two coffee cups, two packets of 3-in-1 coffee, and even a dark blue porcelain vase with three pink roses from her purse.
"Wow! You're amazing. I didn't notice you were carrying such heavy things. Aren't you tired?" I asked in surprise.
"Thinking about my date with you makes it not heavy at all."
Qinqin's hands are skillful. She moved around like a butterfly, and in less than two minutes, she was standing barefoot on the windowsill, calling out to me repeatedly: "Hey! Honey, come here! I need you to hold me so it feels like a date!" The windowsill, which was only as wide as a bottom, was now covered with sheets, fresh flowers, and two steaming cups of coffee. A small portable speaker was also placed on the other side of the windowsill, making it look like a romantic lover's boudoir.
"I'm afraid I'll get hurt and won't be able to climb up!" Reaching the window, I finally managed to climb onto the windowsill with the help of Qinqin, using both hands and feet.
"Wow! What a beautiful night view!" I couldn't help but exclaim upon seeing the scenery outside.
It was only early summer, and the air outside was still a bit hot. The air was exceptionally clear due to its dryness, and everything in the view seemed to have been washed clean. Since the ward was on the fourth floor, not too high or too low, opening the window revealed a vibrant display of flowers in the central garden, clearly visible under the streetlights.
But that wasn't the most beautiful part. The most beautiful part was the colorful neon lights stretching from the hospital entrance to the distant horizon, like a long corridor of lights, or a dreamlike passageway, leading straight into an endless sea of light.
The sky was full of stars, and the world was ablaze with lights. People strolled leisurely in the central courtyard, like sprites wandering among the lights, their faces devoid of any trace of the sorrow of illness.
"I didn't know the night view outside the window was so beautiful! Luckily you pulled me up here, otherwise I wouldn't have thought to open the blinds until I was discharged!" I leaned against the windowsill, holding Qinqin in my arms. Her body was like a lamb, soft and fluffy, filling every gap in my chest and abdomen.
"Yes! Distance often makes things more beautiful. Like when you were in the closed hospital room, things were very close, and your heart was shallow, confined to the mundane world! But now that you've opened the window, the scenery is far away, and your heart is deeper, so everything has a more profound beauty. How can one understand the beauty of a sea of lights if one is surrounded by them?
" Qinqin murmured, also gazing at the brilliant night view.
"How can one understand the beauty of a sea of lights if one is surrounded by them?" I repeated absentmindedly.
A moment of silence fell between them, just as the music began to play softly: "Without you, the city is filled with loneliness. I'm like a child who needs a hug."
"I sleep and live with my sadness. Without you, I have no happiness."
"I wear the clothes you wear, the shoes you wear, and walk through every street, becoming your shadow."
"I read the books you read, watch the TV you watched, and think of your sleeping posture."
"I just love what I do for you."
"This is one way I miss you."
"..."
It was a desolate and lonely love song. Worried that the atmosphere would become heavy, I gently pushed her away and said with a smile, "Then let's not hug so close. I'm afraid I won't be able to see your beauty."
Qinqin gave me a side elbow and chuckled, "You're willing to? I'm different! I'm beautiful both at a distance and at a distance. I not only want you to hug me, but I also want to be closer. My dear husband, don't you want to have no distance between you and me?"
"No distance? Isn't this enough?" My chest was already pressed against her back, and I could clearly feel her breath and words.
She said shyly, "If there were no clothes, that would be what it means to have no distance..." Before she could finish speaking, she lowered her head, her face flushed.
(Twenty-five)
Hearing this, my heart skipped a beat, and I asked her, "No clothes? Here? Wouldn't that turn into a stage play?"
"Oh... let me go lock the door and turn off the light, so that no one can see us!" Qinqin pondered for a long time before finally coming up with an idea.
I saw her lightly jump down from the windowsill, lock the door, turn off the light, and quickly throw herself into my arms. As she lifted her skirt and sat on my lap, she suddenly asked shyly, "Husband... do you... do you think I'm a very lustful... very promiscuous woman?"
"Why would you say that? If we weren't in the hospital, I would have already devoured you!" My hands were inside her skirt, around her waist. Her waist was quite slender, and her skin was warm, like a furnace in the cool night.
“I won’t let you think like that! I just feel empty inside, like I can’t grasp anything. Only when I’m with you, feeling you inside me, do I feel a little more at ease,” she said softly.
“Silly girl! Even when you’re not beside me, I still think of you often…” I kissed her passionately, my hands sliding into her loose silk panties, firmly grasping her soft, supple buttocks.
“Really?” She looked up at me.
“Really!”
Her buttocks were full of elasticity, filling every crevice in my hands, some places even slightly damp, like the humid air before a sudden rain.
“Sigh! Why can’t we be together more often?” She sighed, then whispered, “Honey!
The coffee’s getting cold, could you… come inside, so we can drink coffee and stick together…
stick together…” A fleeting blush crossed her beautiful eyes.
I didn't say anything more. I gently pulled down her panties and slowly inserted my already erect penis into her moist and hot crevice. The hard penis went all the way in, until it reached the source of her body heat.
The moment my lips touched hers, Qinqin's delicate body trembled violently, then went limp like mud, her warm, soft thighs slightly parted, ready to meet my thrusts.
The singing still echoed in the ward. Qinqin tightly gripped my penis, her buttocks firmly nestled between my legs. She exhaled, then pulled my hands away and wrapped them around her waist, asking, "Now we're together again. You're inside me, and I'm inside you. Can you feel my heartbeat?"
Qinqin's vagina was full and tight, perfectly fitting my penis. With her thoughts, her vagina intermittently contracted, sometimes loose, sometimes tight, crystal clear. I felt a hot blanket enveloping my penis, like falling into clouds, a blissful, unyielding sensation.
"Heartbeat? No…" Was that series of wonderful sensations a heartbeat? "No? Really nothing?
" With a gentle smile, Qinqin's body remained still, but a powerful contraction occurred within her vagina. I felt a surge of pleasure and couldn't help but moan softly.
"Still saying nothing? Then why are you moaning? Hehe..." Qinqin glanced at me, her face filled with a happy smile, and snuggled closer to me. She continued, "Husband... I can feel you beating inside me, I can even feel your pulse. I'm so satisfied... so satisfied, like I have all of you... all of you!
" She pressed her cheek against my neck, picked up the coffee from the side, handed me a cup, and took a few sips herself.
"It's a little cold! But it warms me up inside..."
"No! Just like my wife, hot, fragrant, and delicious!" Even though it was a 3-in-1 instant coffee, in this enchanting summer night, holding Qinqin, under the starlight, the rich and mellow taste was incomparable.
"Without you, without your city, I become a man without the warmth of love."
"When I miss you so much, you are the name I quietly and gently call in my heart."
"Without you, without your city, no one tells me stories before I go to sleep."
"When I miss you so much, I draw many pictures of you on paper."
The starlight is lonely, the night is deep, Qinqin and I hide on the windowsill in the darkness. The lights in the distance are brilliant, and the crowd in the courtyard is bustling, but no one sees our deep affection. Although the night wind is getting colder, our most sensitive parts are burning like flames.
"I miss you so much, when I miss you so much, I draw so many pictures of you on paper~ your pictures~" Qinqin hummed a few lines to the music, then suddenly asked softly, "Husband! Do you know? Even though I've fallen to this state, I still want to love someone. When I can't see you, I miss you, and then I pick up a pen and write you on paper again and again, write a thousand, ten thousand 'bobobobobobobobobobo'... countless 'bobo's, until finally there's only one word left on my paper—'bo', and that's you."
Her voice softly echoed in the night sky, as if lamenting.
I felt a lump in my throat and my eyes welled up. I hugged her tightly with all my might, pushing my penis deep into her body, and said softly, "Don't say anymore, Qinqin! I love you too, like I want to crawl into your womb, become a part of your body, and be with you forever." I couldn't resist a woman's tenderness, always easily defeated in the battle of gentleness, hopelessly infatuated. This time, I was being hypocritical again.
"Oh..."
Qinqin felt my thrusts and let out a soft moan. Then, holding onto my thighs, she adjusted herself slightly and forcefully pulled my penis all the way in.
"Oh...so deep...I wish time could stop...we could stay like this forever...
" Qinqin exclaimed, tilting her head back in awe, goosebumps rising on her neck from the sensuality.
A wave of heat surged through my glans, my entire penis pressed against the slippery, wet walls of flesh, itching and tingling, making me yearn to move. So I grabbed Qinqin's waist, intending to lift her body and have my way with her, but she gripped my thighs tightly to stop me, complaining, "No! Let me feel it first! I won't like it if it goes soft!" Seeing my lustful, blood-rushing appearance, she chuckled and said, "Tch... I think you love it more than you love me..."
I was unbearably itchy and teased her, "What is it?"
Qinqin blushed and said, "You're so annoying! It's my...you know, it's..."
Another wonderful grip came over my penis; she really had amazing control over it.
"Doesn't it want it? Look, my pants are all your stuff, wet and sticky, so lewd!" I could clearly feel her vagina constantly overflowing with vaginal fluid; as the flow increased, some of it slipped out between her scrotum and labia, wetting my shorts.
"I do want to! But I want to tell you my story first, and then you can really...
do me a little. I like it when you're inside me, when I feel you inside my body. It makes all the pain and sorrow from before seem to leave me...okay?"
I nodded, hugged her, and faced the endless night sky.
(Twenty-six)
"Actually, I used to be a carefree girl. My family was well-off, and I did very well in school. I even went to Hsinchu Girls' High School. I should have been able to get into university smoothly. How did I end up like this today!" Qinqin took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled a bluish-white smoke into the night sky.
The cigarette was a Mild Seven brand. Qinqin took a puff and handed it to me. The filter was stained with pink lipstick, and it had a faint powdery fragrance when you put it in your mouth.
I took a deep breath, the air thick with the pungent odor filling my lungs. I coughed, and Qinqin gently covered my mouth with her small hand, softly saying, "No... you can't cough. Coughing during sex means the relationship won't work out!"
"I'm sorry, I haven't smoked for two days, the smell is really strong. I... I've never heard of not being able to cough during sex. Who said that?" I had never heard of such a strange taboo before, and I couldn't help but ask curiously.
"I don't know either, but you're not allowed to cough!" she said domineeringly, her cool little hand still covering my mouth.
I breathed heavily through my nose, my chest quickly filling with the acrid smell of nicotine.
"In high school, I was very lively and active, and I did well in my studies. Many boys who pursued me called me 'Sunshine Girl.' They said I was cheerful and beautiful, always smiling, as radiant as the sun. Ha! Honey, do you think I'm still as radiant as the sun now?" She looked up and stared directly into my eyes, her dark pupils reflecting a few stars.
"Sunshine girl? Is that something from a shoujo manga? In my eyes, I only see stars in your eyes—twinkling stars. You're not just as radiant as the sun, you shine even brighter than the stars." Sweet talk is my forte, but this time, there was eight parts truth in my words. As long as I didn't think about her work, she was always the most dazzling girl in the crowd.
Qinqin smiled sweetly, turning her head and saying, "Honey, you're so good at sweet-talking! Come on! For that, I'll give you a cigarette kiss... Mmm..." She took a drag of her cigarette, pouting her lips as she pressed them against mine. The thick smoke almost made me cough again.

(The End)

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