It's all the fault of porn.

On a lazy Sunday afternoon, the streets were deserted, and so were the video rental shops. Old Zhang Jinli leaned back in his high-backed chair behind the counter, completely relaxed. Nearly two or three hours had passed, and not even a single kitten had come.

Two years ago, Zhang Jinli was a junior employee at a trading company. At a gathering, he listened to his wife's classmate's husband, Xiao Yang, enthusiastically describing his video rental shop: "...

It's incredibly profitable...you know what...a pirated theatrical film only costs 100 yuan to copy...you can copy 30 or 50 more...and rent each video for 30 or 50 yuan...it's fucking lucrative..."

At his most boastful point, Xiao Yang added with a lewd grin, "Especially porn...no shortage of renters...

80% of the shop's revenue comes from porn..." Hearing about these lucrative opportunities, Zhang Jinli was itching to get a piece of the pie.

He used his savings accumulated over the years and enthusiastically invested in the video rental business. Sure enough, business boomed from the very beginning, with Zhang Jinli's hands aching from handling so much money that he couldn't help but feel incredibly shrewd.

Zhang Jinli was also quite ruthless, buying ten VCRs at once and having his wife manage them at home. When new films arrived, he would copy dozens at a time; after renting them out once, he not only broke even but also made a profit. Adult films, in particular, were in high demand. Zhang Jinli even set up a small room in the back of the shop specifically for storing adult films and pirated copies, installing an electronic lock under the counter to prevent inspections; only regular customers were allowed in.

However, even the most shrewd Zhang Jinli had his oversights. Perhaps he shouldn't have let his wife manage the copying.

Of course, copying other ordinary tapes was no problem; however, when monitoring the copying of pornographic or adult films, the problem became much bigger. His wife would always get excited while watching. At first, he would just change her wet underwear more often, but later, for convenience, he simply stopped wearing underwear altogether. If he had to sit down to monitor, he would use a towel as a cushion, since he was home alone anyway.

During that time, Zhang Jinli suddenly noticed that his wife seemed to have a particular fondness for cold cucumber salad and scrambled eggs with carrots...

Because she ate it almost every day or two, Zhang Jinli got tired of it and threw several tantrums because of it.

The only thing Zhang Jinli found quite pleasant was that every day when he lay down on the bed, his wife's vulva was always warm, like a freshly steamed bun, and it would rub against his thigh.

Zhang Jinli didn't need to caress or tease his wife at all; he could easily thrust his newly erect penis straight into her vagina. His wife's almost daily demands made Zhang Jinli proudly believe that he was incredibly strong, possessing an irresistible masculine allure, capable of making women swoon without even needing to use a "pighead" (a euphemism for erectile dysfunction). The air conditioner in the room was set

to

21 degrees Celsius, but the dozen or so video recorders working busily were scorching hot. Lin Meimei felt the same way, her mouth dry and her skin burning.

Meimei had just finished copying two Hong Kong Category III films and was now copying this Japanese adult film. After all the machines were running smoothly, Meimei let out a sigh of relief and reclined on a folding lounge chair nearby.

The soft pink silk nightgown clung to her body, accentuating her enviable curves; the unbuttoned buttons revealed an alluring V-shape from her snow-white neck down to her lower abdomen.

"Huh!" Mei Mei looked at the surveillance camera in surprise, thinking, "There are commercials on videotapes too! ...This is the first time I've seen this..."

"...I'm so lonely...I need you...please listen to me..." A seductive female voice came from the surveillance camera's speaker: "...Do you want to know me better...please dial 0204..."

Mei Mei couldn't help but laugh at it, thinking, "...Men are so boring...just listening to her moaning and groaning...

in the end she still has to take care of herself...you can't see or touch her...what's so fun about that..." Thinking of this, Mei Mei suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "...you can't see or touch her...you can't see or touch her..." she muttered to herself.

Mei Mei's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly look in her eyes, and she reached for the phone, dialing a number casually. After a few rings, a strange man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello!"

Mei Mei pinched her nose, her voice soft and weak, yet full of sexiness: "...Hmm...Are you alone?" "

Who are you looking for?" The voice seemed to tremble slightly.

"I'm looking for you!...Ah..." Mei Mei began to rub her breasts.

"Who are you...What do you want?"

"...Hmm...I'm...Hmm...touching my...breasts...Hmm...So comfortable..." Mei Mei let out a comfortable moan, as provocatively as possible: "I'm rubbing...It feels good...Ah...Strong...Comfortable...Hmm..." "

..." Only the sound of swallowing and increasingly heavy breathing could be heard from the other end of the phone.

"Mmm...now mmm...I want to...touch my...my pussy...mmm...it's so wet...oh..." Meimei uttered lewd words she wouldn't normally say. To her surprise, she felt no shame in saying these words; instead, she felt it added to the ambiance and made her feel more comfortable, as if these obscene sounds were a way to release the lust coursing through her body.

Suddenly, a distant female voice came from the other end of the phone: "...Ah Yuan, who's calling..." Then, a voice filled with reluctance and panic said, "...No one...wrong number..." *Click!* The phone went dead!

"Beep~~~~" A victorious smile spread across Mei Mei's lips... The microphone gradually moved closer to her crotch...

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"Old man!" Hong Lina greeted Zhang Jinli while closing her parasol: "Any new movies?"

"Oh, Miss Hong! Yes, yes..." Zhang Jinli quickly stood up, his face full of smiles, saying

"Yes" several times. Zhang Jinli's sudden excitement was not because a customer had come in, but because the person who came was Hong Lina.

Hong Lina was a regular customer of the store, and also a big customer. As far as Zhang Jinli knew, Hong Lina had been married, but her husband had passed away two years ago, reportedly leaving her a considerable estate. She currently lived alone, and according to her registration information, she lived in an upscale residential area. A single, wealthy woman, whether married or not, always carries an air of ambiguity and mystery, sparking endless curiosity and speculation.

However, what intrigued and puzzled Zhang Jinli even more was Hong Lina's love for watching porn. She had rented almost every type of porn, adult film, and Category III film in the shop, and had even discussed her "experiences" with Zhang Jinli without batting an eye. She said, "Category III films are so fake! You can tell at a glance that the important parts aren't touched... And Japanese adult films use sprays or mosaics, and the female lead's moans are too exaggerated... The best porn films have a plot... ...

It's just the two of them having sex from beginning to end, with lots of close-up shots, like Xia Li..."

If it were a male customer discussing porn with Zhang Jinli, he would chat freely about the topic; but when Hong Lina talked about the same thing, Zhang Jinli seemed a little embarrassed, only responding with "uh-huh! Oh!" without any agreement. Moreover, Zhang Jinli's mind was racing with uneasy thoughts. He kept trying to decipher Hong Lina's intentions behind her words. Was it because she was open-minded and could talk about anything? Was she numb to relationships and had no inhibitions?

Or was she lonely and using this opportunity to provoke him? ...

Although Zhang Jinli wasn't exactly a saint or a paragon of virtue, he wasn't one to be easily swayed by beauty either. His motto was: "I, Zhang Jinli, don't do things I'm not sure of!" Therefore, he wouldn't act rashly before ascertaining Hong Lina's thoughts and intentions. However, Hong Lina was like a cunning fox toying with its hunter, sometimes close, sometimes distant, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, leaving Zhang Jinli completely bewildered and seething with frustration.

So, every time Hong Lina came to the store to rent movies, Zhang Jinli would immediately become excited, then use suggestive conversations or feigned physical contact to test her attitude. Of course, Zhang Jinli wasn't going to let this golden opportunity slip by.

Zhang Jinli took three videotapes from under the counter, showed them the titles to Hong Lina, and said, "I specially saved these three for you. This one, 'Wrong Love,' is a Japanese incestuous sibling film; this one, 'Pink Alien,' is a Danish Star Wars erotic version..." Zhang Jinli introduced the content of each film one by one, and finally added, "Not only do they have plots, but the plots are quite captivating!"

"Thank you!" Hong Lina said with a smile, "Have you seen them all?"

Zhang Jinli said, almost smugly, "I've seen every single film in my shop. After watching the beginning, I can predict how the plot will develop just by looking at the beginning. Who knows, maybe one day I'll become a director because of this!"

As Zhang Jinli spoke, he put the videotape into a bag and handed it to Hong Lina, casually touching her hand. Hong Lina didn't seem to notice, or perhaps she didn't care. She didn't pull her hand away, nor did she refuse. She just looked at the videotape in her hand and said meaningfully, "You've watched so many, aren't you afraid you won't feel anything?"

Zhang Jinli suddenly shuddered. He really did feel something... He felt that Hong Lina was teasing him. As if his passion was about to collapse, Zhang Jinli grabbed Hong Lina's hand without thinking and said calmly, "No way, these kinds of movies always excite me every time I watch them..." Zhang Jinli looked up at Hong Lina, trying to seduce her further, and said slyly, "Tell me, would you watch these movies 'quietly'?" Hong

Lina maintained her usual smile, withdrew her hand from Zhang Jinli's grasp, and as she turned to leave, she left behind only a cryptic remark: "What do you think?"

Zhang Jinli, like a defeated rooster, slowly sat down, thinking: "...How can I make her willingly do it with me once... just once is enough... even if it kills me, I'll be willing... I'll go crazy if this continues..."

Several

hours passed. The customers returning films near dusk kept Zhang Jinli busy for a while. It wasn't until almost eight o'clock that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, and looked at the empty shop. Naturally, his mind was once again filled with lustful thoughts of Hong Lina.

Suddenly, the phone rang, startling the absent-minded Zhang Jinli. Reluctantly, he picked up the receiver and weakly said, "Hello... First!" He habitually announced the shop's name.

"...Um...I want...you touch me...ah...faster...oh...I can't take it...anymore...touch me...umm..." A seductive, lewd voice came from the phone.

Zhang Jinli was shocked, as if struck by lightning. The receiver almost slipped from his hand, and only one name flashed through his mind: "Hong Lina!?" He didn't speak, but listened intently, trying to identify who it was from the voice on the phone.

"...It's all your fault...making me watch...this kind of movie...umm...I'm all wet..." A coquettish voice came from the phone: "...Look...my underwear is soaked...making me have to take it off...I want you to pay me back..."

Zhang Jinli couldn't help but press hard on his swollen and protruding crotch. His tense emotions made him not know how to answer, and he even asked a ridiculous question: "Who are you...where are you...what do you want to do..." Zhang Jinli also felt that he had suddenly lost all his shrewdness, and he awkwardly kept adjusting the question, and he was also annoyed that he had lost his composure.

"...You're just...asking a question you already know the answer to..." Her soft voice was full of teasing and mockery: "...Hurry up...put your...that big meat stick...in...inside...oh...I want...I want...I want your one..."

Zhang Jinli truly had a knack for self-control. He took a deep breath and thought, "If I don't keep her hooked, she might hang up the phone at any moment, and then I'll really miss this great opportunity..." He went along with her words and said soothingly, "Okay, I'll do whatever you want! But you have to tell me what you're doing right now?" Zhang Jinli's words were really clever. He was trying to add fuel to the fire and make her unable to stop.

"...I'm watching porn..." She indeed fell for Zhang Jinli's hook: "...Seeing them...doing it so well...

I want it too...um...it's so itchy down there...I scratch...I can't scratch it..."

Zhang Jinli was certain that she was Hong Lina. It must have been the three porn videos from that afternoon and the teasing words he had spoken to her that had worked. Zhang Jinli began to feel like he was slowly getting into the swing of things, like eating sugarcane backwards. He said steadily, "Did you touch your breasts? Tell me, how did you touch them?"

"...Hmm...you're so naughty...I want you to touch them..." The soft voice on the phone seemed to be trying to take the initiative: "...Now...your cock...is it...so big...so big...do you...want me...don't want...to

fuck me..."

Zhang Jinli really couldn't suppress his rising emotions any longer and hurriedly said, "Now? Okay, I'm coming right away!"

"...Hmm...that's a good girl...hurry up...don't make me...wait too long..." The phone call ended amidst the moans from the pornographic film.

Zhang Jinli hurriedly hung up the phone, immediately checked the computer, confirmed the address in Hong Lina's registration information, then quickly tidied up and closed early. Zhang Jinli hopped on his motorcycle and headed straight for Hong Lina's house, thinking, "Strike while the iron is hot. Women's hearts are truly unpredictable. If I don't hurry, giving her time to change her mind, it'll all be for nothing..."

Looking

at the heavily guarded residential community, Zhang Jinli hesitated. He worried that if he went through the security guards' announcement, Hong Lina might suddenly change her mind and back out! The closer he got to the guardhouse, the more nervous he became.

"Hey! Mr. Zhang, it's so late, who are you looking for?" a voice called from inside the guardhouse.

Zhang Jinli recognized the guard as Old Ye, a member and customer of the shop, and he felt relieved. However, Zhang Jinli was too embarrassed to say he was looking for Hong Lina, lest it cause trouble. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He took two videotapes from the motorcycle's trunk—new films that had just arrived that day, which he had planned to take home and copy—but now they became props for his lie.

Zhang Jinli waved the videotape in his hand and said, "Miss Hong on the eighth floor of Building C asked me to deliver a new movie to her, so I specially brought it over for her!"

Old Ye chuckled and said, "Wow! Your service is really attentive, no wonder your business is so good!" He unfolded the visitor registration book and respectfully handed over a pen: "I know you're fine, but you should at least give me a polite response, so I don't have to explain it to you!"

Zhang Jinli knew the rules; at least Old Ye didn't make things difficult for him by confiscating his documents or anything, so he gladly took the pen, signed his name, and casually said, "Thank you!" before heading towards the direction Old Ye pointed—Building C!

In the elevator, Zhang Jinli began to think about how he would get her later, he would definitely make her completely submissive, like someone trapped in the stock market. The elevator doors opened on the eighth floor. Zhang Jinli stepped out, adjusted his engorged penis, walked to the carved wooden door, and pressed the doorbell.

Hong Lina, with the door half-open, looked surprised and suspicious: "Mr. Zhang, it's you! What's up?" She casually clutched her open shirt. However, the sounds of "Ahhh... umm...

" coming from the television

made her blush with embarrassment.

Seeing Hong Lina hesitate about letting him in, Zhang Jinli immediately felt he couldn't miss this golden opportunity. He roughly pushed open the door, causing Hong Lina to stumble back a couple of steps. In a flash, Zhang Jinli embraced Hong Lina and gave her a passionate, fervent kiss. Without looking back, he closed the door behind him; his eyes were only on Hong Lina, her slender figure barely concealed by her loose, long nightgown.

"...Ah...what are you doing...mmm..." Startled by Zhang Jinli's sudden action, Hong Lina opened her mouth to scream, but her mouth was immediately sealed shut by a wet, soft tongue that slithered into her mouth like a serpent. Hong Lina struggled desperately, but Zhang Jinli held her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free. Zhang Jinli cursed inwardly, "You hypocrite! You seduced me first!"

Startled, Hong Lina seized the opportunity when Zhang Jinli moved his lips, lightly biting her earlobe. She opened her mouth to scream for help, but the stimulation of her earlobe prevented her from uttering "Help!" Instead, she cried out, "Ahhhhh!" The sensation emanating from her earlobe sent a wave of pleasure through her body—a pleasure she seemed to have experienced before, yet which had long since faded. An unbearable tingling sensation swept through her, causing Hong Lina to gasp for breath and shiver.

Hong Lina's defensive stance completely crumbled the moment Zhang Jinli's hand touched her breasts! Her reason told her to hold on; but her aroused desire tempted her to abhor morality. Her body's reactions were a stark testament to her desire: her body was burning; her breasts were hardening; her vagina was making a gurgling sound…

"...Ah…no…don't…like this…umm…no…it's so itchy…Mr. Zhang…ah…" Hong Lina twisted her body, her hands pressing against Zhang Jinli's chest, seemingly offering a feeble resistance: "...No…you…ah…you can't…ah…do this…"

These moans of refusal were hardly enough to deter Zhang Jinli! This would only further arouse his lust. Zhang Jinli parted Hong Lina's nightgown to her shoulders, letting it slide down naturally and slowly, while rubbing his hot lips against her neck and shoulders. As the soft nightgown slowly slid down, Hong Lina's snow-white breasts, proud breasts, smooth abdomen, and long, plump thighs were revealed one by one.

All that remained on Hong Lina's body was a pair of panties that were so small they seemed almost too small, creating a stark contrast against her snow-white skin. A high-end black panty with lace and openwork patterns tightly bound her protruding vulva as if it might "break out" at any moment; the pubic hair on both sides, which could not be concealed, curled haphazardly, looking just like the edges of the panties.

At this moment, Zhang Jinli moved his lips down, burying his face in her cleavage, inhaling the alluring scent of her breasts. Zhang Jinli seemed to have figured out that Hong Lina was a frozen volcano; once the stalemate was broken, a new and exciting world would unfold. The increasingly weak and powerless body in her arms confirmed Zhang Jinli's suspicions, making him feel he could now do as he pleased.

The long-awaited sexual pleasure gradually resurfaced; Hong Lina closed her eyes, looking utterly blissful, enjoying the joy of reliving her past. Hong Lina's body trembled continuously from the burning heat, her moans gradually drowning out the "uh-huh" sounds coming from the television. A long-suppressed desire was unearthed and laid bare in the sunlight by these frenzied actions; all her restraint and persistence vanished like snow melting in the spring sun, making what had happened so abruptly seem perfectly natural.

"...Ah...no...it's so itchy...uh-huh..." The short stubble on Zhang Jinli's face stimulated her tender skin, causing Hong Lina to let out intermittent moans amidst shivers. Although Hong Lina cried out, "...It itches...no..." her body felt incredibly pleasurable from the rubbing, her hands tightly gripping the back of Zhang Jinli's head, making the contact even tighter and more intimate.

When Zhang Jinli's lips pressed against her hard nipples, Hong Lina felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed weakly onto the sofa. In that instant, Hong Lina's desire seemed to reach its peak. She almost roughly tugged at Zhang Jinli's clothes, and like a wanton woman who had been defiled for many days, she moaned, "...Mmm...so comfortable...ah...good...mmm..."

At the same time, she freed one hand to explore Zhang Jinli's penis through his pants.

Zhang Jinli quickly removed his shirt, thinking, "This is more like the you on the phone." He knelt beside the sofa, casually pulling off Hong Lina's panties, lowered his head, and began licking her thighs, slowly moving towards her sparsely haired pubic area; at the same time, he unzipped his own pants, allowing his swollen, almost numb penis to see the light of day again.

Hong Lina naturally spread her legs, thrusting her lower body to cooperate with Zhang Jinli's licking movements. She felt as if time had turned back to two years ago, to that moment when she and her husband were deeply entwined. Zhang Jinli's tongue skillfully teased the clitoris between her labia; at the same time, he inserted his middle finger into her vulva, the slippery, lustful fluid making his exploration unimpeded, and filling his mouth with a sour, astringent taste.

Zhang Jinli felt his fingers being tightly gripped in the warm, narrow passage. As Hong Lina's body writhed, the vaginal walls also writhed, making his fingers feel as if they were being chewed and sucked. He could only hear Hong Lina's drawn-out moans: "...Oh...deeper...ah...good...ah...so good...husband...umm...deeper...husband..." Hong Lina

was in a hallucination, playing with her husband.

Zhang Jinli adjusted his position, leaning over Hong Lina, bringing his lower body closer, pressing the head of his penis against her vaginal opening, rotating his hips, and slowly lowering his waist. As if breaking down the movement, the head of his penis slowly parted the labia and squeezed into the opening; the foreskin was pulled back, and the penis disappeared inch by inch.

Hong Lina moaned, a mixture of pain and pleasure, as she gradually felt the pleasure of her vagina being filled. She swayed her hips, letting the penis stimulate every corner of her vaginal walls, experiencing the difference between a real penis and a fake one.

"...Ah...harder...ahh...good...comfortable...um...for so long...ah...never tasted...this...so good...um...

ah..." Hong Lina's whole body moved, arching and trembling; her soft, serpentine waist thrust and tossed her hips: "...comfortable...ahh...extremely...reaching...ahh...all the way...ahh..." Hong Lina gasped, her moans becoming increasingly lewd and high-pitched.

Although Zhang Jinli was on top of Hong Lina, Hong Lina's intense body reaction made her actively devour his penis. Zhang Jinli's body was lifted up, and he was surprised that the woman's body could perform such strenuous movements so smoothly, allowing him to enjoy greater sexual pleasure with almost no effort in thrusting his penis.

Zhang Jinli felt that although Hong Lina's vagina was narrow, the abundant lubrication of her vaginal fluids allowed his penis to be tightly wrapped and slide smoothly. Coupled with Hong Lina's almost greedy demands, her relentless and tireless twisting brought him to a high point very quickly. A wave of intense, tingling stimulation shot through Zhang Jinli's genitals and the base of his penis. Although Zhang Jinli was extremely reluctant to ejaculate, he had no choice but to comply.

He propped himself up with his hands, channeling all his strength into his penis, and thrust his hips forward in a final, powerful sprint, driving it deep into her vagina. Zhang Jinli gasped, "...Ah...I'm coming...I'm coming

...It's all yours...Ah..."

Hong Lina clearly felt the penis inside her rapidly swelling, causing her pleasure to swell along with it. Hong Lina raised her legs high, wrapping them around Zhang Jinli's waist and hips; her hands also tightly embraced his upper body, making their bodies press together so tightly that there was no room for air or water.

Then, thick streams of hot semen, like jets of water, shot from his glans into the depths of her vagina, unexpectedly meeting the surging heat flowing from her uterus. The result of their collision was a surging wave, stirring up the ultimate pleasure of sex. "...Ah...mmm...ah..." Their cries rose and fell, intertwining.

After a series of stiff spasms, Zhang Jinli's body slowly relaxed; Hong Lina, also trembling, involuntarily dug her nails into the skin on Zhang Jinli's back, leaving slightly bleeding scratch marks and several crescent-shaped marks.

"...Shh...shh..." The television screen was completely dark; the program had ended sometime earlier. A piercing static blared from the speakers, gradually drowning out their groans and breathing. However, they didn't seem to have the strength to get up and turn it off...

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"Truly, 'A happy occasion makes one feel refreshed!'" Zhang Jinli twirled his keychain with his index finger, humming a light melody as he skipped along the stairs of his apartment building. He recalled Hong Lina's shy words before leaving, "...You have to watch porn with me from now on...Tomorrow I'll throw away those fake things...No matter how realistic they are, they can't compare to you..."

...

And, the ambiguous, suggestive smile that the guard Lao Ye gave him...

Before opening the door, Zhang Jinli suddenly worried whether he could still handle his wife's nagging.

"Huh!" Zhang Jinli looked at the dark living room and immediately felt something was wrong. Usually, the living room was always lit up, and his wife was always sitting on the sofa waiting, but now...

"Who!" Zhang Jinli suddenly felt heavy breathing in the darkness and quickly turned on the light. He then saw his wife sitting on the sofa, trying her luck!

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jinli walked over and sat down next to his wife.

"Hmph!" His wife pouted. "Didn't you say you'd be back right away? How come I've been waiting for almost three hours?

It's only a thirty-minute walk from the shop to home! And I kept calling to urge you, but no one answered.

Tell me, where the hell have you been?... " A barrage of questions came like a machine gun. His wife spoke with a mixture of grievance and anger.

Zhang Jinli was initially confused, but as he gradually figured out the situation, he suddenly realized why his wife was angry. But then a chill ran from his feet to the top of his head. From his wife's questions, Zhang Jinli understood that the lewd phone call was actually from his wife, not Hong Lina.

On a sudden impulse, Zhang Jinli quickly echoed his wife's words, "Yes! I was supposed to go home right away, but a customer called and said his VCR was broken and the tape was stuck, so he asked me to come and fix it, which is why I'm late!"

"Really?" His wife's tone relaxed.

"Yes!" Zhang Jinli started trembling and breaking out in a cold sweat.

Zhang Jinli recalled how he had inadvertently gone to Hong Lina's place; if she had yelled "Help!" back

then, he might not be back now. Zhang Jinli couldn't help but mutter to his wife, "Don't play jokes like that again! It'll kill you!"

But in his heart, Zhang Jinli thought, "But it was quite fun..."

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, the streets were deserted, and the video rental store was no exception. Old Zhang Jinli leaned back in the high-backed chair behind the counter, completely relaxed. Nearly two or three hours had passed, and not even a single kitten had come.

Two years ago, Zhang Jinli was a junior employee at a trading company. At a gathering, he listened to his wife's classmate's husband, Xiao Yang, enthusiastically describing his video rental shop: "...

It's incredibly profitable...you know what...a pirated theatrical film only costs 100 yuan to copy...you can copy 30 or 50 more...and rent each video for 30 or 50 yuan...it's fucking lucrative..."

At his most boastful point, Xiao Yang added with a lewd grin, "Especially porn...no shortage of renters...

80% of the shop's revenue comes from porn..." Hearing about these lucrative opportunities, Zhang Jinli was itching to get a piece of the pie.

He used his savings accumulated over the years and enthusiastically invested in the video rental business. Sure enough, business boomed from the very beginning, with Zhang Jinli's hands aching from handling so much money that he couldn't help but feel incredibly shrewd.

Zhang Jinli was also quite ruthless, buying ten VCRs at once and having his wife manage them at home. When new films arrived, he would copy dozens at a time; after renting them out once, he not only broke even but also made a profit. Adult films, in particular, were in high demand. Zhang Jinli even set up a small room in the back of the shop specifically for storing adult films and pirated copies, installing an electronic lock under the counter to prevent inspections; only regular customers were allowed in.

However, even the most shrewd Zhang Jinli had his oversights. Perhaps he shouldn't have let his wife manage the copying.

Of course, copying other ordinary tapes was no problem; however, when monitoring the copying of pornographic or adult films, the problem became much bigger. His wife would always get excited while watching. At first, he would just change her wet underwear more often, but later, for convenience, he simply stopped wearing underwear altogether. If he had to sit down to monitor, he would use a towel as a cushion, since he was home alone anyway.

During that time, Zhang Jinli suddenly noticed that his wife seemed to have a particular fondness for cold cucumber salad and scrambled eggs with carrots...

Because she ate it almost every day or two, Zhang Jinli got tired of it and threw several tantrums because of it.

The only thing Zhang Jinli found quite pleasant was that every day when he lay down on the bed, his wife's vulva was always warm, like a freshly steamed bun, and it would rub against his thigh.

Zhang Jinli didn't need to caress or tease his wife at all; he could easily thrust his newly erect penis straight into her vagina. His wife's almost daily demands made Zhang Jinli proudly believe that he was incredibly strong, possessing an irresistible masculine allure, capable of making women swoon without even needing to use a "pighead" (a euphemism for erectile dysfunction). The air conditioner in the room was set

to

21 degrees Celsius, but the dozen or so video recorders working busily were scorching hot. Lin Meimei felt the same way, her mouth dry and her skin burning.

Meimei had just finished copying two Hong Kong Category III films and was now copying this Japanese adult film. After all the machines were running smoothly, Meimei let out a sigh of relief and reclined on a folding lounge chair nearby.

The soft pink silk nightgown clung to her body, accentuating her enviable curves; the unbuttoned buttons revealed an alluring V-shape from her snow-white neck down to her lower abdomen.

"Huh!" Mei Mei looked at the surveillance camera in surprise, thinking, "There are commercials on videotapes too! ...This is the first time I've seen this..."

"...I'm so lonely...I need you...please listen to me..." A seductive female voice came from the surveillance camera's speaker: "...Do you want to know me better...please dial 0204..."

Mei Mei couldn't help but laugh at it, thinking, "...Men are so boring...just listening to her moaning and groaning...

in the end she still has to take care of herself...you can't see or touch her...what's so fun about that..." Thinking of this, Mei Mei suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "...you can't see or touch her...you can't see or touch her..." she muttered to herself.

Mei Mei's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly look in her eyes, and she reached for the phone, dialing a number casually. After a few rings, a strange man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello!"

Mei Mei pinched her nose, her voice soft and weak, yet full of sexiness: "...Hmm...Are you alone?" "

Who are you looking for?" The voice seemed to tremble slightly.

"I'm looking for you!...Ah..." Mei Mei began to rub her breasts.

"Who are you...What do you want?"

"...Hmm...I'm...Hmm...touching my...breasts...Hmm...So comfortable..." Mei Mei let out a comfortable moan, as provocatively as possible: "I'm rubbing...It feels good...Ah...Strong...Comfortable...Hmm..." "

..." Only the sound of swallowing and increasingly heavy breathing could be heard from the other end of the phone.

"Mmm...now mmm...I want to...touch my...my pussy...mmm...it's so wet...oh..." Meimei uttered lewd words she wouldn't normally say. To her surprise, she felt no shame in saying these words; instead, she felt it added to the ambiance and made her feel more comfortable, as if these obscene sounds were a way to release the lust coursing through her body.

Suddenly, a distant female voice came from the other end of the phone: "...Ah Yuan, who's calling..." Then, a voice filled with reluctance and panic said, "...No one...wrong number..." *Click!* The phone went dead!

"Beep~~~~" A victorious smile spread across Mei Mei's lips... The microphone gradually moved closer to her crotch...

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"Old man!" Hong Lina greeted Zhang Jinli while closing her parasol: "Any new movies?"

"Oh, Miss Hong! Yes, yes..." Zhang Jinli quickly stood up, his face full of smiles, saying

"Yes" several times. Zhang Jinli's sudden excitement was not because a customer had come in, but because the person who came was Hong Lina.

Hong Lina was a regular customer of the store, and also a big customer. As far as Zhang Jinli knew, Hong Lina had been married, but her husband had passed away two years ago, reportedly leaving her a considerable estate. She currently lived alone, and according to her registration information, she lived in an upscale residential area. A single, wealthy woman, whether married or not, always carries an air of ambiguity and mystery, sparking endless curiosity and speculation.

However, what intrigued and puzzled Zhang Jinli even more was Hong Lina's love for watching porn. She had rented almost every type of porn, adult film, and Category III film in the shop, and had even discussed her "experiences" with Zhang Jinli without batting an eye. She said, "Category III films are so fake! You can tell at a glance that the important parts aren't touched... And Japanese adult films use sprays or mosaics, and the female lead's moans are too exaggerated... The best porn films have a plot... ...

It's just the two of them having sex from beginning to end, with lots of close-up shots, like Xia Li..."

If it were a male customer discussing porn with Zhang Jinli, he would chat freely about the topic; but when Hong Lina talked about the same thing, Zhang Jinli seemed a little embarrassed, only responding with "uh-huh! Oh!" without any agreement. Moreover, Zhang Jinli's mind was racing with uneasy thoughts. He kept trying to decipher Hong Lina's intentions behind her words. Was she simply open-minded and uninhibited? Was she numb to relationships and had no inhibitions?

Or was she lonely and using this opportunity to provoke him? ...

Although Zhang Jinli wasn't exactly a saint or a paragon of virtue, he wasn't one to be easily swayed by beauty either. His motto was: "I, Zhang Jinli, don't do things I'm not sure of!" Therefore, he wouldn't act rashly until he was certain of Hong Lina's thoughts and intentions. However, Hong Lina was like a cunning fox toying with its hunter, sometimes close, sometimes distant, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, leaving Zhang Jinli completely bewildered and seething with resentment.

So, every time Hong Lina came to the store to rent videos, Zhang Jinli would immediately get excited, and then use some explicit topics or pretend to touch her casually to test her attitude. Of course, Zhang Jinli wouldn't let go of this great opportunity now.

Zhang Jinli took out three videotapes from under the counter, showed the titles to Hong Lina, and said, "These three are specially reserved for you. This one, 'Wrong Love,' is a Japanese incestuous sibling film, and this one, 'Pink Alien,' is a Danish Star Wars pornographic version..." Zhang Jinli introduced the content of each film one by one, and finally said, "Not only do they have plots, but the plots are quite attractive!"

"Thank you!" Hong Lina said with a smile, "Have you seen them all?"

Zhang Jinli said, almost smugly, "I've seen every single film in my shop. After watching the beginning, I can predict how the plot will develop just by looking at the beginning. Who knows, maybe one day I'll become a director because of this!"

As Zhang Jinli spoke, he put the videotape into a bag and handed it to Hong Lina, casually touching her hand. Hong Lina didn't seem to notice, or perhaps she didn't care. She didn't pull her hand away, nor did she refuse. She just looked at the videotape in her hand and said meaningfully, "You've watched so many, aren't you afraid you won't feel anything?"

Zhang Jinli suddenly shuddered. He really did feel something... He felt that Hong Lina was teasing him. As if his passion was about to collapse, Zhang Jinli grabbed Hong Lina's hand without thinking and said calmly, "No way, these kinds of movies always excite me every time I watch them..." Zhang Jinli looked up at Hong Lina, trying to seduce her further, and said slyly, "Tell me, would you watch these movies 'quietly'?" Hong

Lina maintained her usual smile, withdrew her hand from Zhang Jinli's grasp, and as she turned to leave, she left behind only a cryptic remark: "What do you think?"

Zhang Jinli, like a defeated rooster, slowly sat down, thinking: "...How can I make her willingly do it with me once... just once is enough... even if it kills me, I'll be willing... I'll go crazy if this continues..."

Several

hours passed. The customers returning films near dusk kept Zhang Jinli busy for a while. It wasn't until almost eight o'clock that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, and looked at the empty shop. Naturally, his mind was once again filled with lustful thoughts of Hong Lina.

Suddenly, the phone rang, startling the absent-minded Zhang Jinli. Reluctantly, he picked up the receiver and weakly said, "Hello... First!" He habitually announced the shop's name.

"...Um...I want...you touch me...ah...faster...oh...I can't take it...anymore...touch me...umm..." A seductive, lewd voice came from the phone.

Zhang Jinli was shocked, as if struck by lightning. The receiver almost slipped from his hand, and only one name flashed through his mind: "Hong Lina!?" He didn't speak, but listened intently, trying to identify who it was from the voice on the phone.

"...It's all your fault...making me watch...this kind of movie...umm...I'm all wet..." A coquettish voice came from the phone: "...Look...my underwear is soaked...making me have to take it off...I want you to pay me back..."

Zhang Jinli couldn't help but press hard on his swollen and protruding crotch. His tense emotions made him not know how to answer, and he even asked a ridiculous question: "Who are you...where are you...what do you want to do..." Zhang Jinli also felt that he had suddenly lost all his shrewdness, and he awkwardly kept adjusting the question, and he was also annoyed that he had lost his composure.

"...You're just...asking a question you already know the answer to..." Her soft voice was full of teasing and mockery: "...Hurry up...put your...that big meat stick...in...inside...oh...I want...I want...I want your one..."

Zhang Jinli truly had a knack for self-control. He took a deep breath and thought, "If I don't keep her hooked, she might hang up the phone at any moment, and then I'll really miss this great opportunity..." He went along with her words and said soothingly, "Okay, I'll do whatever you want! But you have to tell me what you're doing right now?" Zhang Jinli's words were really clever. He was trying to add fuel to the fire and make her unable to stop.

"...I'm watching porn..." She indeed fell for Zhang Jinli's hook: "...Seeing them...doing it so well...

I want it too...um...it's so itchy down there...I scratch...I can't scratch it..."

Zhang Jinli was certain that she was Hong Lina. It must have been the three porn videos from that afternoon and the teasing words he had spoken to her that had worked. Zhang Jinli began to feel like he was slowly getting into the swing of things, like eating sugarcane backwards. He calmly asked, "Did you touch your breasts? Tell me, how did you touch them?"

"...Mmm...you're so naughty...I wanted you to touch them..." The soft voice on the phone seemed to be trying to take the initiative: "...Now...your...penis...is it...so big...so big...do you...want me...don't want...

to fuck me..."

Zhang Jinli could no longer contain his rising emotions and hurriedly said, "Now? Okay, I'm coming right now!"

"...Hmm...that's a good girl...hurry up...don't make me...wait too long..." The phone call ended amidst the moans from the pornographic video.

Zhang Jinli hurriedly hung up the phone, immediately checked the computer, confirmed the address in Hong Lina's registration information, then quickly tidied up and closed the shop early. Zhang Jinli hopped on his motorcycle and headed straight for Hong Lina's house, thinking, "Strike while the iron is hot. Women's hearts are truly unpredictable. If I don't hurry, giving her time to change her mind, it'll all be for nothing..."

Looking

at the heavily guarded residential complex, Zhang Jinli hesitated. He worried that if he went through the security guards' announcement, Hong Lina might suddenly change her mind and back out! The closer he got to the guardhouse, the more nervous he became.

"Hey! Old Zhang, it's so late, who are you looking for?" a voice called from inside the guardhouse.

Zhang Jinli saw that the guard was Old Ye, a member and customer of the shop, and he relaxed. However, Zhang Jinli was too embarrassed to ask Hong Lina for help, lest it cause any further trouble. Suddenly, he had a brilliant idea. He took out two videotapes from the motorcycle's trunk. They were new movies that had just arrived that day, which he had planned to take home and copy. Now, however, they became props for his lie.

Zhang Jinli waved the videotape in his hand and said, "Miss Hong on the eighth floor of Building C asked me to deliver a new movie to her, so I specially brought it over for her!"

Old Ye chuckled and said, "Wow! Your service is really attentive, no wonder your business is so good!" He unfolded the visitor registration book and respectfully handed over a pen: "I know you're fine, but you should at least give me a polite response, so I don't have to explain it to you!"

Zhang Jinli knew the rules; at least Old Ye didn't make things difficult for him by confiscating his documents or anything, so he gladly took the pen, signed his name, and casually said, "Thank you!" before heading towards the direction Old Ye pointed—Building C!

In the elevator, Zhang Jinli began to think about how he would get her later, he would definitely make her completely submissive, like someone trapped in the stock market. The elevator doors opened on the eighth floor. Zhang Jinli stepped out, adjusted his engorged penis, and walked to the carved wooden door, pressing the bell.

Hong Lina, with the door half-open, looked surprised and suspicious. "Mr. Zhang, it's you! What can I do for you?" She instinctively clutched her open blouse. However, the sounds of "Ahhh... umm

..." coming from the television

made her blush with embarrassment.

Seeing Hong Lina hesitate about letting him in, Zhang Jinli immediately felt he couldn't miss this golden opportunity. He roughly pushed open the door, causing Hong Lina to stumble back a couple of steps. In one swift motion, Zhang Jinli embraced Hong Lina, immediately giving her a passionate and frenzied kiss. As Zhang Jinli moved, he closed the door without looking back. His eyes were only on Hong Lina, whose graceful figure could not be concealed even by her loose, long nightgown.

"...Ah...what are you doing...mmm..." Startled by Zhang Jinli's sudden action, Hong Lina opened her mouth to scream, but her mouth was immediately sealed shut. A wet, soft tongue, like a serpent, slithered into her mouth. Hong Lina struggled desperately, but Zhang Jinli held her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free. Zhang Jinli cursed inwardly, "What a hypocrite! You seduced me first!"

Startled and pale, Hong Lina seized the opportunity as Zhang Jinli moved his lips, lightly biting her earlobe. She opened her mouth to scream for help, but the stimulation prevented her from uttering "Help!" Instead, she cried out, "Ahhhhh!" The sensation emanating from her earlobe sent a wave of pleasure through her body—a pleasure she seemed to have experienced before, yet which had long since faded. An unbearable tingling sensation swept through her, causing Hong Lina to gasp for breath and shiver.

Hong Lina's defensive stance completely crumbled when Zhang Jinli's hand touched her breasts! Her reason told her to persevere; yet her aroused desire tempted her to abhor morality. Her body's reactions were a stark testament to her lust: her body was burning; her breasts were hardening; her vagina was gurgling…

“…Ah…no…like this…umm…no…it’s so itchy…Mr. Zhang…ah…” Hong Lina writhed, her hands pressing against Zhang Jinli’s chest, seemingly offering a feeble resistance: “…No…you…ah…you can’t…ah…like this…”

These moans of refusal did nothing to deter Zhang Jinli! They only fueled his lust. Zhang Jinli gently pulled Hong Lina's nightgown aside, letting it slide down her shoulders, while his hot lips caressed her neck and shoulders. As the soft nightgown slid down, Hong Lina's snow-white breasts, proud peaks, smooth abdomen, and long, voluptuous thighs were gradually revealed.

All that remained on Hong Lina's body was a tiny pair of panties, creating a stark contrast against her pristine white skin. The black, lace-trimmed, openwork high-end panties tautly accentuated her prominent vulva, making it seem as if it might burst forth at any moment; the pubic hair on either side, barely concealed, curled haphazardly, resembling the edges of the panties.

At this moment, Zhang Jinli moved his lips down, burying his face in her cleavage, inhaling the alluring scent of her breasts. Zhang Jinli seemed to have figured out that Hong Lina was a frozen volcano; once the stalemate was broken, a new and exciting world would unfold. The increasingly weak and powerless body in her arms confirmed Zhang Jinli's suspicions, making him feel he could now do as he pleased.

The long-awaited sexual pleasure gradually resurfaced; Hong Lina closed her eyes, looking utterly blissful, enjoying the joy of reliving her past. Hong Lina's body trembled continuously from the burning heat, her moans gradually drowning out the "uh-huh" sounds coming from the television. A long-suppressed desire was unearthed and laid bare in the sunlight by these frenzied actions; all her restraint and persistence vanished like snow melting in the spring sun, making what had happened so abruptly seem perfectly natural.

"...Ah...no...it's so itchy...uh-huh..." The short stubble on Zhang Jinli's face stimulated her tender skin, causing Hong Lina to let out intermittent moans amidst shivers. Although Hong Lina cried out, "...It itches...no..." her body felt incredibly pleasurable from the rubbing, her hands tightly gripping the back of Zhang Jinli's head, making the contact even tighter and more intimate.

When Zhang Jinli's lips pressed against her hard nipples, Hong Lina felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed weakly onto the sofa. In that instant, Hong Lina's desire seemed to reach its peak. She almost roughly tugged at Zhang Jinli's clothes, and like a wanton woman who had been defiled for many days, she moaned, "...Mmm...so comfortable...ah...good...mmm..."

At the same time, she freed one hand to explore Zhang Jinli's penis through his pants.

Zhang Jinli quickly removed his shirt, thinking, "This is more like the you on the phone." He knelt beside the sofa, casually pulling off Hong Lina's panties, lowered his head, and began licking her thighs, slowly moving towards her sparsely haired pubic area; at the same time, he unzipped his own pants, allowing his swollen, almost numb penis to see the light of day again.

Hong Lina naturally spread her legs, thrusting her lower body to cooperate with Zhang Jinli's licking movements. She felt as if time had turned back to two years ago, to that moment when she and her husband were deeply entwined. Zhang Jinli's tongue skillfully teased the clitoris between her labia; at the same time, he inserted his middle finger into her vulva, the slippery, lustful fluid making his exploration unimpeded, and filling his mouth with a sour, astringent taste.

Zhang Jinli felt his fingers being tightly gripped in the warm, narrow passage. As Hong Lina's body writhed, the vaginal walls also writhed, making his fingers feel as if they were being chewed and sucked. He could only hear Hong Lina's drawn-out moans: "...Oh...deeper...ah...good...ah...so good...husband...umm...deeper...husband..." Hong Lina

was in a hallucination, playing with her husband.

Zhang Jinli adjusted his position, leaning over Hong Lina, bringing his lower body closer, pressing the head of his penis against her vaginal opening, rotating his hips, and slowly lowering his waist. As if breaking down the movement, the head of his penis slowly parted the labia and squeezed into the opening; the foreskin was pulled back, and the penis disappeared inch by inch.

Hong Lina moaned, a mixture of pain and pleasure, as she gradually felt the pleasure of her vagina being filled. She swayed her hips, letting the penis stimulate every corner of her vaginal walls, experiencing the difference between a real penis and a fake one.

"...Ah...harder...ahh...good...comfortable...um...for so long...ah...never tasted...this...so good...um...

ah..." Hong Lina's whole body moved, arching and trembling; her soft, serpentine waist thrust and tossed her hips: "...comfortable...ahh...extremely...reaching...ahh...all the way...ahh..." Hong Lina gasped, her moans becoming increasingly lewd and high-pitched.

Although Zhang Jinli was on top of Hong Lina, Hong Lina's intense body reaction made her actively devour his penis. Zhang Jinli's body was lifted up, and he was surprised that the woman's body could perform such strenuous movements so smoothly, allowing him to enjoy greater sexual pleasure with almost no effort in thrusting his penis.

Zhang Jinli felt that although Hong Lina's vagina was narrow, the abundant lubrication of her vaginal fluids allowed his penis to be tightly wrapped and slide smoothly. Coupled with Hong Lina's almost greedy demands, her relentless and tireless twisting brought him to a high point very quickly. A wave of intense, tingling stimulation shot through Zhang Jinli's genitals and the base of his penis. Although Zhang Jinli was extremely reluctant to ejaculate, he had no choice but to comply.

He propped himself up with his hands, channeling all his strength into his penis, and thrust his hips forward in a final, powerful sprint, driving it deep into her vagina. Zhang Jinli gasped, "...Ah...I'm coming...I'm coming

...It's all yours...Ah..."

Hong Lina clearly felt the penis inside her rapidly swelling, causing her pleasure to swell along with it. Hong Lina raised her legs high, wrapping them around Zhang Jinli's waist and hips; her hands also tightly embraced his upper body, making their bodies press together so tightly that there was no room for air or water.

Then, thick streams of hot semen, like jets of water, shot from his glans into the depths of her vagina, unexpectedly meeting the surging heat flowing from her uterus. The result of their collision was a surging wave, stirring up the ultimate pleasure of sex. "...Ah...mmm...ah..." Their cries rose and fell, intertwining.

After a series of stiff spasms, Zhang Jinli's body slowly relaxed; Hong Lina, also trembling, involuntarily dug her nails into the skin on Zhang Jinli's back, leaving slightly bleeding scratch marks and several crescent-shaped marks.

"...Shh...shh..." The television screen was completely dark; the program had ended sometime earlier. A piercing static blared from the speakers, gradually drowning out their groans and breathing. However, they didn't seem to have the strength to get up and turn it off...

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"Truly, 'A happy occasion makes one feel refreshed!'" Zhang Jinli twirled his keychain with his index finger, humming a light melody as he skipped along the stairs of his apartment building. He recalled Hong Lina's shy words before leaving, "...You have to watch porn with me from now on...Tomorrow I'll throw away those fake things...No matter how realistic they are, they can't compare to you..."

...

And, the ambiguous, suggestive smile that the guard Lao Ye gave him...

Before opening the door, Zhang Jinli suddenly worried whether he could still handle his wife's nagging.

"Huh!" Zhang Jinli looked at the dark living room and immediately felt something was wrong. Usually, the living room was always lit up, and his wife was always sitting on the sofa waiting, but now...

"Who!" Zhang Jinli suddenly felt heavy breathing in the darkness and quickly turned on the light. He then saw his wife sitting on the sofa, trying her luck!

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jinli walked over and sat down next to his wife.

"Hmph!" His wife pouted. "Didn't you say you'd be back right away? How come I've been waiting for almost three hours?

It's only a thirty-minute walk from the shop to home! And I kept calling to urge you, but no one answered.

Tell me, where the hell have you been?... " A barrage of questions came like a machine gun. His wife spoke with a mixture of grievance and anger.

Zhang Jinli was initially confused, but as he gradually figured out the situation, he suddenly realized why his wife was angry. But then a chill ran from his feet to the top of his head. From his wife's questions, Zhang Jinli understood that the lewd phone call was actually from his wife, not Hong Lina.

On a sudden impulse, Zhang Jinli quickly echoed his wife's words, "Yes! I was supposed to go home right away, but a customer called and said his VCR was broken and the tape was stuck, so he asked me to go fix it. That's why I'm late!" "

Really?" His wife's tone relaxed.

"Yes!" Zhang Jinli began to tremble and break out in a cold sweat.

He recalled how he had inadvertently ended up with Hong Lina; if she had cried out "Help!"

then he might not be back now. Zhang Jinli muttered to his wife, "Don't play jokes like that again! It'll kill you!"

But in his heart, he thought, "But it was kind of funny..."

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