Rouge Tears

Rouge Tears
Chapter 1: Loss of Virginity in the Rainy Night
First, let me introduce myself. My name is Hua Wanrou. I have wavy black hair that dances in the wind, phoenix eyebrows like distant mountains, beautiful eyes like stars and the moon, a delicate nose, rosy cheeks with a hint of reproach, cherry lips that smell like orchids, and a face as white as jade. My skin is as smooth as frost and snow, and my figure is slender, making me seem like a beautiful fairy descended from heaven. However, to my dismay, my newly changed clothes are soaked by the rain. How frustrating!
"Damn it, you darn heavens! If it rains again, I'll curse you!" I cursed the sky loudly as I hurried towards the office. I hadn't expected it to rain today, and I hadn't brought an umbrella. Oh, and I forgot to mention, I work at a securities company. I just graduated this year and signed a contract for my first day of work. Unfortunately, it started pouring rain as soon as I arrived at the station. How unlucky!
I barely managed to get to the office by hiding my small leather bag over my head, only to notice the strange look in the eyes of security guard Lao Li. "Stop!" Lao Li suddenly blocked my way.
Lao Li was a security guard at the stock exchange. I had seen him when I came for the job interview, but he probably forgot me after just one meeting. At that moment, Lao Li pressed his hands against the door frame and leaned his entire body against me, his firm chest muscles pressing against my breasts. I quickly took two steps back and took out my ID from my bag: "This is my first day on the job."
Lao Li didn't even look at my ID; he just stared intently at my chest. I looked down and saw that my white apron was soaked through by the rain and clung tightly to my body, making my entire body almost transparent, and my pale pink bra was faintly visible!
Realizing my embarrassment, I quickly held my small bag across my chest to prevent any accidental exposure. Old Li smiled faintly, a hint of wickedness in his eyes: "Oh, it's Miss Hua, please come in!"
I'm not stupid. This Old Li recognized me without even checking my ID; I knew he was deliberately trying to chat me up. I've seen plenty of men like him, and I felt nothing but deep disgust for him. I walked in with a displeased expression.
Old Li wiped his lips, watching me sway my hips as I walked away: "Damn, she's hot! I got hard after just one look!"
I glanced at my watch: "Damn, this Old Li made me five minutes late. Being late on my first day of work isn't a good sign!" With a nervous heart, I knocked on the door of Manager Hu Yan's office.
"Come in!" a gentle voice rang out. I had a good impression of Manager Hu Yan; in my mind, he was a gentle middle-aged man, which calmed my anxiety considerably.
I gently pushed open the door, took my ID from my bag, and handed it to Manager Hu Yan. Since he was seated, I had to bend down to hand him the document, which exposed a large expanse of my white chest to him.
Hu Yan was momentarily stunned, staring intently at my chest. Having seen this kind of lustful gaze many times before, I immediately realized I had exposed myself, but I was too embarrassed to offend my boss. So, I gritted my teeth, pretended not to notice, and coughed lightly, "Manager, these are my IDs!"
My reminder made Manager Hu Yan realize his lapse in decorum. He chuckled dryly, took my ID, and subtly touched my hand, saying, "Ms. Hua Wanrou, being late on your first day of work isn't a good sign."
My heart pounded with anxiety, and I hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, it was raining today and I was delayed..." At the same time, I inwardly hated that lecherous security guard!
The manager wasn't angry, just smiled faintly, "It's alright, just be more careful next time."
This relieved me. The manager pointed to a computer next to him, "You're still in your internship period, so learn some basic account opening procedures first. All the information is on the computer, go and practice it yourself!"
I nodded and hurriedly went to the computer desk opposite the manager to work. At this moment, I had my back to the manager and didn't know what he was doing.
Hu Yan adjusted his glasses, staring intently at my back, which was almost transparent from the rain. My entire back was now fully exposed to Hu Yan. Hu Yan stared at the brightly lit body, swallowed hard, and unconsciously became erect.
Hu Yan slowly unbuckled his belt, reached into his pants, took out his penis, and began stroking it up and down, while fantasizing about Hua Wanrou's white body and soft breasts. How wonderful it would be if those breasts were holding my penis!
As Hu Yan fantasized about inserting his hot, hard penis into Hua Wanrou's tender vagina, he became even more excited. His penis bulged with veins, and the large glans was extremely aroused. Hu Yan's movements became faster and his breathing more rapid, and a wave of pleasure washed over his glans, making it feel numb.
Hu Yan was startled; why had he ejaculated so quickly this time? He hurriedly went to find some toilet paper, but in his panic, he forgot where he had put it. Hu Yan was sweating profusely from holding it in. A drop of clear liquid dripped from the urethra of his glans, making it hard to resist. Hu Yan couldn't hold back any longer. He hurriedly grabbed a water glass from the table and placed it under his penis. "Ah..." he let out a long, heavy breath. His thick penis trembled several times, and a stream of cloudy semen sprayed into the water glass. Hu Yan slumped weakly in his seat: "Damn, that felt so good. Just fantasizing about it is so alluring. If I could actually sleep with this girl, it would be worth dying for!"
I didn't know what Hu Yan was doing behind my back. I only noticed a strange smell in the office after a while. The office was small, and the smell became more noticeable in no time. But I was too embarrassed to ask, so I just frowned and endured it.
Hu Yan looked down and fiddled with the water glass. Suddenly, a filthy idea popped into his head. He took out a carton of milk, poured some into the glass, and then put it in the microwave to heat it up.
"Miss Hua, was your first day at work rushed? Did you skip breakfast?" Hu Yan asked considerately, leaning closer to me. From this position, I could see her snow-white breasts through her neckline, and the deep cleavage reignited the desire Hu Yan had just released.
I suddenly heard the manager's voice and was about to get up when Hu Yan quickly placed her hands on my shoulders. "No need to get up, just relax. I'm not a harsh boss." Even through the thin shirt, Hu Yan could feel the softness of her touch, and her heart began to race!
Although it was summer, I felt quite cold from the rain, and Hu Yan's hands on my shoulders felt warm and comforting. I didn't think much of it and let Hu Yan rest her hands on my shoulders. Hu Yan's thoughtfulness warmed my heart. As a recent graduate, receiving such thoughtful care from my boss, that deep sense of dependence is something no one who has experienced it will forget.
They say women are creatures who lack a sense of dependence, and I think I'm no exception. I gratefully whispered, "Thank you, manager. I just had a simple piece of bread for breakfast, it's alright."
Just then, the microwave beeped: "How can that be? I just heated up a glass of milk for you. Drink this first. Health is the foundation of everything; you mustn't ruin your health when you're young."
A warmth rose in my heart, fighting against the cold, rainy night. A stable job and a caring boss made me feel like this place was half a home. Faced with the manager's enthusiasm, I couldn't refuse, so I could only nod meekly in agreement.
A moment later, Hu Yan brought over a glass of milk: "Here, drink it while it's hot!"
I picked up the glass, parted my lips slightly, and carefully took a sip. Now that I think about it, the taste was slightly different from the usual milk, but at the time I didn't notice. Hu Yan watched me gracefully drink the milk, completely absorbed in the moment. In Hu Yan's mind, I was like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs, unaware that I was drinking Hu Yan's semen. This feeling of humiliating a fairy gave Hu Yan's perverted heart immense satisfaction!
Hu Yan's penis was hard as iron again. Seeing me continue studying my work with my head down, Hu Yan greedily glanced at my cleavage before returning to his seat. However, he couldn't concentrate on his work all morning. Finally, lunchtime arrived, and everyone was eager to eat. Working at a securities firm is very time-sensitive; everyone feels like they're racing against the clock.
Only when the noise outside quieted down did Hu Yan grit his teeth and stand up, thinking, "Damn it! I'll go for it!" Hu Yan quietly moved and locked the office door from the inside, then came to my side: "Miss Hua, could you go to the inner room and get me a red folder?"
I stood up and realized it was lunchtime. Managers in Hu Yan's position, besides having a private office, also have a small room inside. For the manager's convenience, I didn't think much of it and went to the inner room. I glanced around; although the room wasn't large, it was very tidy. A small bed and a bookshelf basically took up all the space. The documents on the bookshelf were neatly arranged, and I immediately spotted a red folder. I couldn't help but guess that Hu Yan must be a very refined and organized person.
The folder was opposite the bed, so I had to put one leg on the bed to try to pull it out. At that moment, Hu Yan came in and closed the door behind him.
Because I was wearing a very short skirt, the moment I lifted my leg, a glimpse of my underwear was revealed. My 170cm height and slender legs were on full display, and even the light black skirt couldn't hide my white panties.
Hu Yan couldn't help but glance at my panties a few more times, wishing he could tear them off. I didn't know any of this. I took out the folder, turned around, and asked with a smile, "Found it? Is this it?"
Hu Yan took a deep breath and didn't answer. Instead, he suddenly pounced on me and covered my mouth with his left hand. Everything happened so fast that I didn't even have time to react. Hu Yan's other hand impatiently reached into my bra from under my collar and slipped into my cleavage.
Even if I were stupid, I would know what had happened: "Um... um..." I could only call for help through my nose, but my voice was too weak, and with the two doors blocking the way, it was barely audible outside. Besides, everyone had gone to eat.
I struggled with all my might, but how could a weak woman like me possibly be a match for a man's strength?
I freed my right hand to try and hold down Hu Yan's hand that was inside my chest, but Hu Yan took the opportunity to push me down onto the bed.
Hu Yan leaned close to my ear, his heavy breathing making my ear itch: "Little vixen, do you know how alluring you are? I got hard just looking at you today! I couldn't help but masturbate once, and there was my semen in the milk you drank, haha, tasted good, didn't it?"
My heart turned ice-cold. So this Hu Yan was a pervert with a refined appearance!
As he spoke, Hu Yan forcefully squeezed one of my breasts inside my bra, kneading it vigorously. "So tender! It feels so soft!"
I was in pain from Hu Yan's pinching and could only kick wildly with my hands and feet. But Hu Yan's entire body was pressed against mine, and my struggles did nothing to harm him. Even more shameful was that Hu Yan's hands made my nipples hard and erect. Hu Yan, aroused, suddenly pulled his hand away, leaving me stunned: Had he had a change of heart and let me go?
I couldn't help but cry softly in grievance. But after Hu Yan pulled his right hand away, he began to unbutton my clothes. I struggled desperately, but perhaps because of the swaying of my body or because Hu Yan was too excited, I couldn't unbutton them. Hu Yan became anxious and forcefully tore open two buttons. I struggled desperately, not letting Hu Yan succeed!
"Don't move! Otherwise, all your colleagues will see your naked body!" Hu Yan threatened.
I have to admit that Hu Yan's threat was effective. I was momentarily stunned, terrified that the perverted Hu Yan would actually do it. Taking advantage of my momentary lapse in attention, Hu Yan had already unbuttoned all my clothes. By the time I came to my senses, it was too late!
Seeing that I wasn't struggling anymore, Hu Yan said smugly, "You're smart, you agreed?"
I didn't know how to answer Hu Yan. At that moment, Hu Yan put his hand behind my back and yanked open my bra.
I felt a chill on my chest, and I knew I had been violated. Hu Yan twisted my body around, and I took the opportunity to bite Hu Yan's finger. Because I bit very hard this time, bright red blood appeared on the back of Hu Yan's hand!
"Ah!" Hu Yan cried out in pain, probably afraid that others would hear.
"Let go! I'll let you go!" Hu Yan said urgently.
He really would let me go? I glanced at Hu Yan and saw that his eyes were full of sincerity: "I'm sorry, you're too beautiful, I was confused for a moment, I'll let you go now!" The look in his eyes didn't seem like he was lying.
I let go, covering my chest with my hands and looking at Hu Yan with a resentful expression. I never imagined that my seemingly gentle and refined boss would be such a beast behind the scenes, and I couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
But as soon as I released Hu Yan's hands, he suddenly pounced on me again, pinning my hands down and trying to kiss me: "Your eyes are so beautiful!" Hu Yan's heavy breath sprayed on my face, and I pulled away in disgust.
Hu Yan didn't succeed, but he stuck out his tongue, licking my neck with the tip of his tongue. The ticklish feeling made my body even weaker.
Hu Yan lowered his head and sucked on my nipple: "Ah... your breasts are so white! So soft... so tender..."
"Mmm... mmm..." Hu Yan's mouth kept lingering on my two nipples, no matter how much I struggled.
After kissing for a while, Hu Yan noticed my skin had turned rosy and my breathing had become rapid. He then slipped a hand under my skirt and stroked my vulva through my underwear. Instinctively, I tried to squeeze my legs together, but Hu Yan's body blocked my way. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't. Instead, my vulva swelled with arousal and blood flow, forming a noticeable bulge in my underwear.
Hu Yan kissed my nipples while teasing, "Your body is so sensitive. You're a born slut!"
Hu Yan's words made me feel ashamed and hurt. I had always been chaste and had never had sex. Why would he say I was slutty? But the tingling sensation in my vagina left me confused.
I don't know if it was because I was too tired from struggling or because of Hu Yan's stimulation, but my body became very weak and I was powerless to struggle. Hu Yan took the opportunity to pull my very thin underwear to the side, exposing my entire vulva.
I was terrified. The chill in my lower body reignited my desire to struggle, but Hu Yan's large hand covered my vulva, accurately pressing and rubbing my clitoris. A wave of pleasure surged through my body like an electric current, shooting straight to my spine!
I became increasingly weak, and my vagina shamefully became wet. Suddenly, a wave of pleasure swept through my entire body. I felt my vagina twitch, and a warm liquid flowed out. Hu Yan held his wet hands in front of me: "Look at yourself, aren't you lewd? Haha!"
Hu Yan breathed into my ear, and I shyly closed my eyes. Hu Yan then put his hands, still wet with my vaginal fluid, into his mouth, making a sucking sound.
Hu Yan saw me close my eyes and grinned maliciously. He knew that at this point, I had most likely resigned myself to my fate!
Hu Yan slowly inserted his index finger into my vagina, probing. The waves of pleasure made it almost impossible for me to breathe, and I could only make nasal sounds: "Mmm... mmm..."
"Ah! Such a tight little hole! And pink, tender flesh! This is a rare crystal pussy! It's so beautiful!" I didn't know when Hu Yan had released his gag from my mouth, but instead used both hands to spread my labia and breathe on them. A burst of hot breath made me feel numb and tingly: "Please... no..." I whispered, very worried that my colleagues would hear me. Otherwise, what would they say about me on my first day at work? A slut? A prostitute? I didn't want to imagine.
With tears welling in my eyes, I stared into Hu Yan's eyes. Hu Yan threatened, "You'd better shout louder so everyone in the office can hear. I'll say you seduced me. Can you imagine whether they'd believe me, their boss, or you, on your first day at work?"
My head spun. Hu Yan was right. What would I do if my colleagues found out?
Hu Yan stuck out his tongue and licked my vulva. "Such sweet nectar! Are you a virgin?"
"Please, let me go!" Freed from Hu Yan's restraints, I pressed my hands tightly against his head, begging.
"Answer me! Maybe I'll consider letting you go!" Hu Yan tempted me while sucking on my labia.
"Mmm... ah... no... it's so itchy... I'm still a virgin... let me go... ah..."
"Ah... such a tender vulva... so beautiful!" Hu Yan didn't stop after hearing my answer, continuing to lick happily.
"Ah...I answered...Don't...do it to me anymore..."
Hu Yan glanced at me mockingly: "Should I say you're stupid or naive? With your beauty, no matter where you go, no man would give you up!"
After saying that, Hu Yan continued to bury his head in my labia and suck on them. I cried in humiliation, but dared not shout loudly. I could only instinctively push his head away with my hands. Suddenly, a strong wave of pleasure hit me: "Ah..." I bit my lip, trying not to make a sound. A wave of pleasure surged from my vagina, and a stream of liquid, like urine, shot out and sprayed onto Hu Yan's face.
I lay helplessly on the bed, feeling extremely ashamed. How could I have lost control of my bladder? Hu Yan wasn't angry; instead, he looked at me with surprise: "Squirt? Just kissing my clitoris and you squirt? You're so lewd, haha!"
Hu Yan teased, but I was too weak to refute him. Hu Yan suddenly pulled down his pants, revealing his monstrous penis. It was the first time I'd ever seen a man's penis, and I couldn't help but glance at it a few more times. My first impression was that men's things were terrifying and disgusting. Although mixed with curiosity and shyness, it's undeniable that most girls feel disgusted and scared the first time they see that monstrous thing!
Hu Yan grabbed my small hand, trying to make me hold it. I was powerless and could only let him do as he pleased.
"Ah... your little hand is so soft, so comfortable!" Hu Yan groaned deeply, continuing to hold and stroke my hand.
I just felt his penis getting harder and harder. Suddenly, Hu Yan released my small hand and rubbed his penis back and forth at the entrance of my vagina. I regained my senses, enduring the tingling pleasure: "No!"
But I had no strength to struggle and could only instinctively wiggle my hips to avoid it.
Hu Yan wasn't in a hurry, continuing to rub his penis against me. Gradually, I felt my mouth dry, and the fluid from my vagina soaked my white buttocks. Hu Yan, burning with lust, could no longer resist. He slowly pushed his hips, his huge glans slowly parting my labia.
"Ah...it hurts..." I couldn't help but cry out with a slight pain. Fortunately, Hu Yan's movements were very slow. He kept stroking my breasts to distract me, until his penis was halfway in. Hu Yan felt a membrane blocking his way, making it difficult to go any further.
"Ah! Even though it's only halfway in, it feels so good! So tight! You're truly a rare gem!" Hu Yan stroked my breasts, then suddenly, taking advantage of my unpreparedness, he kissed my lips tightly. Suddenly, with a powerful thrust of his hips, he plunged in all the way!
"Ah! It hurts!" Hu Yan stopped me from crying out, otherwise I would have screamed loudly.
Taking advantage of the moment, Hu Yan slipped his tongue into my mouth, licking and sucking my tongue repeatedly, while his body slowly twitched. Sure enough, Hu Yan was right; after a moment, the pain disappeared, replaced by overwhelming pleasure. I gripped the muscles on Hu Yan's back tightly, feeling an urge to scream, but I gritted my teeth and held on!
"Mmm...mmm..." I could only moan softly through my nose.
Although the moans were very faint, they were the most beautiful moans Hu Yan had ever heard, unlike some women who deliberately made exaggerated noises, which were obviously fake: "Ah...baby...you're so good...ah...is it comfortable?"
I bit my lip, refusing to answer, but my dazed eyes completely betrayed me. Hu Yan's thick penis continued to thrust in and out of my pink vagina, each time bringing out a strand of clear vaginal fluid that flowed down my white buttocks onto the sheets.
Hu Yan couldn't help but get excited: "Ah...it feels so good...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah..."
Hu Yan rapidly increased his thrusting, and I felt the pleasure from my vagina increasing rapidly, as if I were floating in the clouds and lost myself: "Ah..." I could no longer control myself and a gush of vaginal fluid spurted out from my vagina, reaching orgasm. Hu Yan was already on the verge of ejaculation when he suddenly felt a wriggling in my vagina, like a soft little tongue deeply sucking on my penis. How could he hold back any longer!
"Ah!" Hu Yan roared and thrust deeply into my vagina, his penis trembling as he spurted out a large amount of cloudy white semen, then he lay on top of me, panting heavily.
A moment later, Hu Yan pulled out his penis. Semen and vaginal fluid mixed with virgin blood flowed from my vagina, soaking the sheets.
Hu Yan pulled down my panties, wiped his penis haphazardly, and took my bra, locking it in the bedside table: "Keep these as souvenirs. I'll go buy you food. Wait here for a while, I'll be back in half an hour!"
Bewildered, I remained silent, tears of humiliation streaming down my face. Was this my first time?
Chapter Two: Shameless Old Li's
"Ode to Lost Beauty"
Her eyebrows resembled willow leaves in early spring, often carrying the sorrow of rain and clouds;
her face was like peach blossoms in March, subtly carrying the allure of the moon and wind.
Her slender waist swayed gracefully, restrained like a lazy swallow;
her delicate lips were alluring, tempting bees and butterflies to swarm.
Her jade-like face was enchanting, flowers seemed to understand her words,
her fragrant countenance exuded a delicate fragrance.
Everything that happened today kept assaulting my mind. Why was my seemingly refined boss the murderer who took my first time? Why did he promise to let me go so many times, only to be toying with me? Why did he say I was born a lewd person?
For the first time, I felt lost in my heart regarding society, men, and myself, like a child lost at a crossroads, unsure of which way to go…
Hu Yan glanced at his watch after leaving the house; there were still 40 minutes until work. The securities firm was always so busy. Thinking of this, he hurried to his car, forgetting to lock the door. He wasn't worried, though; no one had returned yet, and even if someone did, no one would go to the manager's office at midday, as everyone knew he had a nap routine—who would dare disturb their boss's nap?
But Old Li, the security guard, was puzzled. Everyone had left work, except for Hua Wanrou. He had stayed on duty specifically for lunch today, just to catch another glimpse of Hua Wanrou's white breasts peeking out from her cleavage!
Suddenly, Old Li saw Hu Yan rushing out and couldn't help but wonder: This was strange; he was certain that Hua Wanrou was the only one left in the office!
Lust emboldens people!
Old Li strolled leisurely around the office, and soon arrived at Hu Yan's office. He had personally witnessed Hua Wanrou enter this office and not come out. Feeling guilty, Old Li glanced around furtively to make sure no one was watching, then pressed his ear to the door and listened for a while to make sure there was no sound. He tried turning the handle, and
waited. Huh? The door wasn't locked? Old Li quietly turned the doorknob, quickly slipped inside, and closed the door behind him. But there was no sign of him on the desk. Could he be in the inner room? Old Li wondered.
So he quietly opened the door to the inner room and was immediately taken aback!
There lay a stunningly beautiful woman with a face as alluring as Fan Bingbing, lying on the bed. Her collar was open, revealing her white breasts, her adorable pale pink nipples incredibly alluring. Her body still bore the faint blush of a post-orgasmic climax. This was me!
Old Li tried to call out softly, "Miss Hua..."
but there was no response. Exhausted from excessive physical exertion, I was in a deep sleep.
Old Li wondered, had Miss Hua been raped by that refined beast, Hu Yan? Judging from the marks on the sheets and the torn buttons, it was highly likely that Hu Yan had taken advantage of her. "What a pity, such a good cunt has been fucked by a dog! There's even blood? Was she a virgin? That dog Hu Yan really ruined her!" Old Li spoke extremely rudely, clearly furious at Hu Yan's actions!
Old Li slowly lifted my skirt, revealing a slightly swollen and red vulva. A stream of semen flowed down my vulva onto my buttocks. Old Li was inexplicably excited, his penis throbbing painfully against his pants.
"Damn! This is so exciting!" Old Li swallowed hard. He knew Hu Yan would be back in about half an hour, so he gritted his teeth and decided to have sex within that time!
Old Li carefully lay on the bed, kissing the beauty's lips, sucking on them: "Damn, so soft!"
Impatient, Old Li turned to kiss my breasts: "Such white and tender breasts!" While kissing one breast, Old Li used his other hand to caress the other: "So good!"
Old Li played with them while worrying about me waking up and about the time; this feeling was incredibly stimulating!
Old Li reluctantly left my breasts; he simply didn't have time!
He hurriedly pulled down his pants, revealing his ugly, thick penis. He dipped his penis in the semen flowing from my vagina, and while nervously watching my face, he slowly thrust his hips in. "Ah...so tight...damn, so comfortable..."
Fortunately, thanks to the lubrication of his semen, I didn't feel too much pain. I only frowned slightly, still deeply asleep, mistaking it for a dream!
When Old Li saw me frown, he was too scared to move, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Knowing I was sound asleep, he dared to gently move in and out. In my dream, I only felt dizzy and disoriented, unaware that Old Li was inside me!
Old Li stared intently at the point of contact, his thick penis moving in and out of my pink vagina, occasionally bringing out milky white semen. After a while, white semen covered his entire penis. Old Li became even more excited, panting heavily. "Huff...huff...huff..."
Sweat streamed down his forehead, whether from exhaustion or excessive fear, I couldn't tell.
Seeing that I hadn't woken up, Old Li's movements became increasingly larger and faster. He even hoisted one of my slender legs onto his shoulder, holding my leg and thrusting even faster. At this point, my legs were spread at a 90-degree angle, allowing Old Li to enjoy the sight of his penis going in and out of my vagina while he was having sex with me—an indescribably lewd scene!
Fortunately, I had always studied dance and even founded a dance club in college; otherwise, most people simply couldn't perform such large movements, and even if they did, they would wake up.
Old Li became increasingly excited under the multiple stimulations, waves of tingling sensations emanating from his urethra: "Ah...ah...ah..."
Old Li panted continuously: "It feels so good, this little pussy feels like countless little mouths sucking, I can't take it, damn it! Ah...I'm coming!"
Old Li suddenly released his waist with force, his huge glans twitching as he ejaculated all his semen, weakly hugging my beautiful legs and kissing them: "Beauty, I really don't want to pull out!"
Old Li checked his watch; fifteen minutes had passed. Reluctantly, Old Li pulled his penis out of my vagina: "Ah..." A stream of turbid semen flowed out of my vagina, wetting my white buttocks. Old Li's penis, which had just softened, stood erect again: "Damn it, it's hard again! I never thought a doorman like me could fuck such a tender pussy, it's so exciting!"
Old Li quickly took out his phone and took several close-up shots of my vagina, breasts, and face!
He glanced at the time again, gritted his teeth, and thrust his penis back into her vagina, pumping rapidly. The semen, visibly thick and white from the friction, clung to his erect penis. Old Li kept his eyes on his watch as he increased the speed of his thrusts, waves of pleasure surging through his penis, a sensation that penetrated to the bone. A wave of ecstasy washed over him, and Old Li couldn't help but shudder!
He checked his watch; 25 minutes had passed. Just then, he heard voices outside and the sound of a door opening. Startled, Old Li quickly pulled out his penis and pulled up his pants, but his erect penis, rubbed against the fabric, ejaculated inside his pants. He felt a wetness down there.
A cold sweat broke out on his body. He pressed his ear to the door, listening to the voices outside: "Manager Hu, why did you bring enough for two people?" It was a woman's voice, probably that slut Xu Rong's.
Hu Yan's hand was already on the doorknob, but he dared not open the door. What if Hua Wanrou was inside? Don't forget, Hua Wanrou wasn't wearing a bra; it would be obvious at a glance! He shouldn't have taken her bra, but who knew Xu Rong would have such a brain fart, coming home early today and even trying to chat him up.
Hu Yan, quick-witted, let go of the handle: "By the way, Xu Rong, there was a problem with one part of your performance report last time. I was just about to come see you."
Xu Rong was startled: Could it really be a mistake in her report? She hurriedly led Hu Yan to the office next door. Old Li, trembling with fear, quickly opened the door a crack and, seeing no one around, hastily fled.
Meanwhile, when Hu Yan returned, he saw Hua Wanrou still lying on the bed. He casually put down the food and was overcome with lust again.
Hu Yan lifted Hua Wanrou's skirt, revealing her pink vulva, swollen and red from penetration, with
white fluid on her labia. Hu Yan wondered, "Huh? How did I ejaculate so much?" Looking at her labia covered in semen, Hu Yan's breathing quickened. He reached into his pants and rubbed his penis repeatedly. His "dragon," which had already ejaculated twice today, was surprisingly erect again!
It has to be admitted that Hu Yan's mentality was somewhat perverse. Seeing the ravaged vagina actually made him more excited, or perhaps all men have this mentality. Hu Yan rubbed his penis while pressing his face close to the vagina for a better view. He inserted a finger into the vagina to help the semen flow out better. A stream of cloudy white semen flowed out of the vaginal opening, an indescribably lewd scene.
"Wow! That's great!" Hu Yan suddenly brought his mouth to the vaginal opening and stuck out his tongue to lick up all the remaining semen. If he knew that this was Old Li's semen, would he go crazy?
Hu Yan picked up both of my legs and bent them up at a 90-degree angle, thus exposing my tight little buttocks, and the labia of my vagina were more clearly visible, making entry easier.
Hu Yan rubbed his penis back and forth at the vaginal opening a few times, and after his penis was wet with semen, he suddenly thrust his waist and plunged it all the way in!
I was suddenly awakened from my sleep by a sharp pain. I opened my eyes abruptly and saw Hu Yan holding my legs and thrusting inside me.
It hurts so much! I couldn't help but cry out, "You bastard, you've already finished and you still won't let me go? Waaah..."
Hu Yan chuckled, "Haha, I've only ever seen a beauty like you once in my life, I could do this for a lifetime and never get tired of it!" Ignoring my pain, Hu Yan thrust even harder, his belly slapping against my buttocks with a "smack, smack" sound!
Although it hurt a little at first, slowly a familiar tingling and pleasure washed over my whole body again, and I felt my vagina getting itchier and itchier, increasingly craving Hu Yan's thrusts!
I even instinctively wanted to twist my buttocks to increase the friction!
"Ah...ah...um..." I gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, trying my best not to make any moans, only faint nasal sounds echoing in the small room.
Hu Yan became even more excited: "Ah...baby...your moans...are so beautiful...that slightly resistant, shy sound is simply wonderful! Believe me, you were born a slut...you'll thank me...ah...so comfortable...such a tight little hole..."
I gradually became confused, and my breathing became more and more rapid: "Ah..." I suddenly threw my head back, my vagina convulsed, and a gush of vaginal fluid spurted out, splashing onto Hu Yan's glans. Hu Yan suddenly felt waves of contractions inside his vagina, a tingling, unbearable sensation. Hu Yan gasped for breath, almost unable to control himself, but reluctant to pull out, so he squeezed a pressure point under his penis hard with his hand, while clenching his teeth tightly to hold it in, his glans drenched in sweat as if he had been caught in a rain shower.
Hu Yan breathed heavily, "You little devil! That was amazing, I almost came!" He dared not move again, his penis massaging my clitoris repeatedly with his hand. After a few moments of calm, he began thrusting violently again, his thick penis drawing out strands of clear fluid from my vagina, which dripped down my buttocks and soaked a large patch of the sheets.
Hu Yan's thrusting became faster and faster: "Ah...ah...I'm going to cum..."
Each time Hu Yan's stomach hit my buttocks, it was covered in a strand of clear fluid, even forming a string.
"Ah...ah...I'm going to die..." My vagina convulsed, gradually losing itself in the overwhelming pleasure.
Hu Yan's glans tingled, unable to bear it any longer: "Ah...I'm coming!"
Hu Yan roared, his penis trembling, pouring all his semen into my vagina!
Hu Yan lay on top of me, panting heavily, sweat soaking the sheets beneath him. Reluctantly, he pulled his penis out of my vagina, and cloudy semen flowed out with each spasm of my vagina. Hu Yan seemed incredibly excited, rubbing his swollen labia with his hands, smearing the semen everywhere – on my labia, my anus, my white, pert buttocks, even smearing his semen-covered hands on my breasts. Only when my
entire body was a mess did Hu Yan stop, satisfied. Standing up, he felt a wave of dizziness, his steps unsteady, and a chill ran through him: "Damn, I overdid it today. I didn't eat all morning and ejaculated three times. I'll die at this vixen's hands sooner or later..."
Chapter 3: The Boys' Toilet
"The Beauty's Sorrow"
The world is fickle, human relationships are cruel, rain sends dusk, flowers easily fall.
The morning breeze dries, tear stains remain.
Wanting to write down my thoughts, I speak alone by the railing. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
People are separated, today is not yesterday, my sick soul is like a swing rope.
The horn sounded coldly, the night was late.
Afraid of being questioned, I swallowed my tears and feigned joy. I concealed it. I concealed it. I concealed it.
Starving, Hu Yan and I hastily filled our stomachs with food. I glanced helplessly at my shirt; two buttons were completely undone, exposing a large expanse of my breasts. My two cute little nipples were clearly visible through my white blouse. I wasn't wearing any underwear, thankfully my stockings weren't torn.
My vagina, thighs, stockings, and skirt were all covered in dried semen!
Hu Yan offered me a glass of water, trying to appease me. I couldn't help but think of the milk I'd drunk, mixed with semen, and disgustedly pulled my hand away from Hu Yan's: "Shameless! How could you do this to me? How could you coerce me?" I roared angrily.
Hu Yan smiled slyly: "You say I coerced you? But when I let go of you, did you run away? Clearly, your heart is filled with sexual desire! You just don't dare admit it!"
I was speechless. Indeed, when the thick penis entered my body, my body involuntarily betrayed itself. In other words, I had half-heartedly consented to Hu Yan's actions! I felt a wave of confusion. Was I really the slutty girl Hu Yan claimed to be? Knowing
I couldn't argue with Hu Yan, I ignored him and silently sat at my desk, familiarizing myself with my work.
Meanwhile, Old Li was suffering! The semen in his trousers had dried, and rubbing his penis reminded him of Hua Wanrou's body, causing him a surge of excitement: "If only I could fuck this beauty again!" Old Li casually pulled out his phone and saw that Hua Wanrou's tender vulva still had semen residue. He felt a surge of excitement, and his lower body swelled up again, unbearably itchy!
Finally, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. Old Li was like he'd taken an aphrodisiac, his eyes bloodshot!
"No! I have to think of something!" Old Li gritted his teeth, then suddenly saw a deliveryman walk past and enter the office building across the street. An idea struck him!
A moment later, Old Li knocked on Manager Hu Yan's office door. I felt a surge of nervousness; I didn't look presentable. I looked at Hu Yan pleadingly, but he just looked at me with interest, as if my embarrassment was giving him a perverse satisfaction.
Hu Yan cleared his throat: "Who is it?"
"It's me, security guard Old Li!"
"Oh, come in!" Hu Yan smiled mockingly. My heart pounded with anxiety. I quickly turned around, covering my breasts with my hands, terrified of being exposed! That darn Hu Yan!
Old Li glanced at me after entering, his gaze lingering on my sexy back and firm buttocks. "Manager Hu, there's a package for Miss Hua at the door. Could you ask her to sign for it?"
Hu Yan didn't think much of it; this happened often. But a question arose in my mind. I hadn't ordered any packages. What was going on?
Old Li urged, "Miss Hua, hurry up! The postman might get impatient and return the mail, which would be a problem!"
I had indeed experienced what Old Li described, so I held a folder in front of my chest and walked out gracefully. However, I felt a slight pain in my lower body as I walked, but I tried my best to appear normal so no one would notice.
As I passed Old Li, he took a deep breath at my hairline: "Ah, so fragrant, with a hint of semen. I'm getting a little excited." He only thought these words to himself; I didn't notice.
But when I got to the door, there was no postman anywhere. Had he left because I was too late?
Old Li stepped forward, blocking my way back. His eyes, filled with lust, stared at me blatantly. I was utterly disgusted by him, frowning and giving him a light shove: "Excuse me!"
But Old Li grabbed my small hand and began to knead it: "Such soft little hands!"
I was furious. How dare he be so brazen! "What are you doing?"
Old Li turned on his phone: "Take a look at this."
I froze, stunned. A woman's vagina was slowly leaking cloudy white semen. Her labia were slightly swollen and parted as if awaiting caresses. Old Li's angle was perfect, clearly showing her face—it was me!
My heart sank. I reached for the phone, but Old Li was too fast.
"Hmph, if you want the pictures back, wait for me outside the men's restroom in ten minutes!" Old Li said, putting away his phone and reaching behind a folder to fondle my breast: "Such soft breasts, I really want to eat them!"
I panicked. Luckily, Lao Li's body blocked the view from the office, so my colleagues couldn't see me. But I was still incredibly anxious. There was a street right behind me; what if someone saw me? I was frantic but dared not struggle too much, afraid that any sudden movement would alert them!
"Stop! I promise you, but you have to swear you won't break your promise!" I cried anxiously.
Lao Li said nonchalantly, "I swear I won't lie to you, or I'll die a horrible death!"
Receiving Lao Li's promise relieved me slightly, but at the same time, I was still uneasy, wondering why Lao Li wanted me in the men's restroom.
"Did you get the mail?" Hu Yan asked casually.
"I was too late; the courier company had already left," I said, my eyes darting around.
"That's always their service attitude; don't worry about it," Hu Yan reassured me.
But little did I know, my heart was pounding as I watched the time; those ten minutes felt incredibly long and unbearable.
Finally, I gritted my teeth and said, "Manager, I need to use the restroom."
Hu Yan, remembering I hadn't been to the restroom all morning, nonchalantly replied, "Go ahead!"
I tightened the buttons on my clothes, but unfortunately, I still risked a wardrobe malfunction, so I grabbed a folder to cover myself slightly.
With a nervous heart, I approached the men's restroom. Luckily, the men's and women's restrooms were together, so no one thought much of it.
A moment later, Lao Li arrived with a sly smile, glanced at me, then went inside to inspect each stall. He came back, grabbed my hand, and dragged me straight to a stall. Before I could even react, Lao Li pulled me inside.
"What are you doing?" I whispered.
Entering the men's restroom made me feel a guilty, panicked feeling, and I instinctively lowered my voice to a whisper.
Old Li looked at me with amusement: "Want those pictures?"
I nodded, looking at him expectantly, but Old Li lifted my chin: "That depends on whether you're good or not..."
I bit my lip tightly, although I really wanted to slap Old Li across the face, I held back: "What will it take for you to give them to me?"
Old Li smiled evilly, and suddenly took the folder covering my breasts from my hand and placed it on the toilet: "What do you say?"
I looked at Old Li in horror, reaching out to try to open the toilet door and escape, but at this moment I heard voices outside.
Man A: "Have you heard? A college student named Hua Wanrou came to our stock exchange today. She looks as alluring as Fan Bingbing, and her figure... just thinking about it makes me hard!"
Man B: "Your news is outdated. I heard she even got caught in the rain today. A wet and seductive look! I saw it with my own eyes—her thin outer garment clung to her body, and I could vaguely see her white breasts. They were so white! I really want to fuck them!"
My hand, which had just gripped the handle, instinctively recoiled. Hearing the explicit words outside, I couldn't help but blush, feeling extremely shy.
Old Li, however, looked smug, whispering close to my ear, "Why aren't you leaving? Come on! Didn't expect your colleagues to have been lusting after you for so long, did you? You know what you'll face if you go out!"
Helpless, I tightly closed my trembling eyelids. Old Li's entire chest pressed against my back, and at the same time, he reached out and grasped my breasts. I couldn't help but let out a
soft "Ah..." Old Li looked like he was thoroughly enjoying himself, "That's amazing, your breasts are simply the best of the best, so big, elastic, and so soft, all the best qualities combined. I never thought that you, so high and mighty, would fall into my hands today! Haha!"
I bit my lip, trying my best not to make a sound, but for some reason, my body became more and more sensitive. Under Old Li's caresses, my nipples involuntarily stood erect. Outside, my colleagues were chatting, while inside the partition, Old Li was wantonly playing with my breasts. I couldn't help but feel a thrill of illicit sex.
Old Li was a rough man, and his flirting skills weren't as sophisticated as Hu Yan's. He only kissed my neck a few times before impatiently lifting my skirt and rubbing my vulva with his hand. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and my vagina secreted a lot of fluid, wetting Old Li's palm.
"So wet, you're such a slutty girl!"
This was the second person I'd heard say that today, and I couldn't help but feel a little resentful. Was I slutty?
Feeling Old Li's violation of my private parts, I snapped out of my reverie and grabbed his hand: "No...no..."
Old Li, however, grabbed my hand in return, his hot penis rubbing back and forth at the entrance, rubbing until I was burning with desire but not penetrating. I couldn't help but breathe rapidly: "Mmm...ah..."
I twisted my hips, anticipating Old Li's penis. Old Li teased, "Still saying no? You clearly want it, you clearly want it!"
I was speechless and simply remained silent. Old Li's penis was already wet with my fluids, but Old Li... Suddenly, he leaned down and kissed my vulva, his hot breath hitting it. I shuddered, my vagina and lower abdomen twitching. I quickly bit my hand to prevent myself from accidentally moaning: "Ah..."
Old Li swallowed the secreted love juice and the semen that was still inside my vulva. Suddenly, he noticed dried semen on a tuft of my light yellow pubic hair. This discovery greatly excited him. It's rare to see a girl with so little pubic hair in Asia, especially one who seems underdeveloped!
Old Li was excited and licked my vulva even more vigorously, his long tongue going in and out of the opening!
I could no longer control myself and suddenly threw my head back: "Ah..." A stream of liquid spurted from my vagina onto Old Li's face. He was excited. He had just lost his virginity and he was already squirting. Who else would be so lewd but him?
Old Li could no longer restrain himself. With a thrust of his hips, his hard penis plunged in completely. "Ah... such a tight little pussy! So comfortable! I'll fuck you to death today!"
Old Li was a vulgar man, but having an affair in this vulgar bathroom brought a strange kind of pleasure. My vagina, already sensitive from orgasm, became incredibly sensitive, and with Old Li's penis inside, the overwhelming pleasure instantly engulfed me. I tried to moan softly, "Ah... ah..."
Old Li breathed heavily. "Is it comfortable?"
I refused to answer such a shameful question, but Old Li suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts, making the pleasure even more intense. I almost cried. "Ah... comfortable..."
"Where does it feel good?" Old Li didn't stop.
"Ah... down there... feels good..." I said shyly.
Old Li was very dissatisfied: "Wrong! It should be that your little pussy feels good!"
I was really worried that Old Li would make too much noise and attract other people's attention, and I was also worried that I would not be able to resist the temptation of pleasure and make a sound, so I followed his words: "Yes... ah... my little pussy feels good!"
Old Li was extremely satisfied: "Beg me to fuck your little pussy to pieces!"
I really couldn't say such words. Seeing my hesitation, Old Li couldn't help but speed up the speed of his thrusting: "Ah... beg... brother... fuck my little pussy to pieces..."
I really couldn't stand Old Li's speed of attack, and at the same time, under the flood of pleasure, I gradually let go. Old Li was very satisfied: "Call me husband!"
I simply let go completely: "Ah... so good... beg husband... harder... fuck me... ah..." This unrestrained pleasure allowed my suppressed heart today to be greatly indulged!
Old Li groaned softly, "Ah... little pussy... so tight... I've been fucking you all day and it's still not loose... Tell me, was that bastard Hu Yan fucking you all day?"
The thought of Hu Yan thrusting inside Hua Wanrou made Old Li even more excited. In
my dazed state, I mumbled, "Yes! Good husband, give it to me... ah... it's coming..."
A wave of pleasure washed over me. It felt like an electric current was passing through my body, the intense stimulation sending me into a blissful climax. Old Li groaned, "Ah... my pussy is moving... like a little mouth sucking... ah... I can't take it anymore..."
I felt Old Li's penis throb, and then I worriedly said, "Pull it out quickly, don't ejaculate inside! Today is my fertile period!" I was terrified of getting pregnant, otherwise, I wouldn't even know who the father was!
Old Li felt a tingling sensation in his penis and ignored what I said. He thrust his hips forward and penetrated deeply, a stream of semen spraying into my uterus: "Ah...so comfortable...your pussy is so amazing..."
Old Li panted for a moment and slowly withdrew his penis, inserting his fingers into my vagina. My vagina was still wriggling, like a small mouth that immediately sucked and writhed, holding Old Li's fingers. Old Li realized something: "No wonder I can usually last half an hour on my second round, but on you it's only ten minutes! So that's how it is!"
Old Li's fingers gently dug, and a large amount of semen flowed from my vagina, running down my thighs and dripping onto the ground.
Five minutes passed before I finally snapped out of my climax: "How did you get the photos?"
Old Li smugly replied, "I sneaked into Hu Yan's office at noon and took these pictures. And let me tell you, the semen in your pussy is mine. I secretly fucked you twice this noon. This is the third time. I could have done it for over an hour, but I barely managed 20 minutes on you. Mainly because your pussy is so fucking amazing!"
Coming to my senses, I remembered this passionate encounter was actually a transaction: "Give me your phone, I'll delete the pictures!"
Old Li chuckled: "Haha, you're so naive. Would I give it to you? I told you, from now on, whenever I want to fuck you, you'd better show up immediately. I'm going to turn this ethereal fairy into a whore for everyone! Haha!"
Chapter Four: A Public Bus Affair
"Bamboo Branch Song"
Peach blossoms adorn the mountaintops,
The spring waters of the Shu River lap against the mountains.
The red flowers fade easily, like my lover's heart;
The flowing water is endless, like my sorrow.
Old Li's words chilled me to the bone! No woman could bear such a blow!
Am I a wanton woman who sleeps with anyone?
A tear slowly rolled down my cheek; the pent-up emotions within me could no longer be contained and burst forth!
My heart was in utter agony; I could no longer bear the humiliation. I lay on the toilet, biting my hand and sobbing softly, afraid that the person outside the door would hear me.
The murky semen soaked my stockings and trickled down my white thighs—a truly shocking sight! I felt the semen was so filthy, but there was no toilet paper in the drawer beside me. So I took off my stockings and carefully wiped my vulva, removing the murky semen.
After a long while, my emotions calmed down slightly, and I quietly left the men's restroom and returned to my office.
Hu Yan looked up and saw that Hua Wanrou's face looked rather unwell: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why were you gone for half an hour?"
I shook my head wearily: "Nothing." I ignored Hu Yan and stared at the computer, but my mind was a complete mess; how could I concentrate on my work?
I finally made it to the end of the workday, deliberately waiting until all my colleagues had left before I left. As I stood up, Hu Yan leaned over and slipped his hand inside my collar, caressing my white breasts: "Ah...so soft...want to dinner tonight?"
I disgustedly slapped Hu Yan's hand away: "I'm busy!"
Hu Yan's hand, already bitten by me, stung from the slap and he became angry: "What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? You're nothing but a high-class prostitute in a fairy's guise. I can fuck you whenever I want!" He tried to pounce on me.
I couldn't help but remember what Old Li had said in the restroom, and I felt a surge of anger. Instinctively, I kicked Hu Yan in the groin.
"Ah!" Hu Yan crouched down, clutching his groin. "You!"
I hurriedly turned and ran outside. Hu Yan, sweating profusely from the pain, chased after me. Old Li, who had been planning to torment me again that night and hadn't left work yet, was puzzled when he saw me running out in a panic with Hu Yan following behind. However, he guessed that there was bound to be a good show to watch, so he silently followed behind Hu Yan with a "
let's see what happens" attitude. I rushed out and found that the heavy rain hadn't stopped. My clothes were soaked again, so I had to use my bag to cover my chest and conceal my exposed skin. I jogged to the bus stop and saw Hu Yan and Old Li following me. I wasn't willing to let them play with me, so I panicked. Just then, a bus stopped, and without even looking at which bus it was, I jumped on, haphazardly putting in a few coins, thinking that he wouldn't follow me in, would he?
Hu Yan saw me get on the bus, hesitated for a moment, and then squeezed in as well, followed by Old Li.
Because it was raining, the bus was unusually crowded, packed to the brim. Luckily, I boarded relatively early. A large group of people squeezed in behind me, engulfing Hu Yan and Lao Li in the sea of people. I had a plan. I slowly squeezed to the very back of the bus. This bus was a long, three-section bus; I figured Hu Yan and Lao Li wouldn't see me.
After Hu Yan boarded, he wanted to see where I was, but the shoving and pushing of the crowd forced him into a corner where he couldn't move anymore. Unable to see me, Hu Yan became somewhat discouraged.
Coincidentally, Lao Li was soon squeezed next to Hu Yan. Hu Yan looked at Lao Li in surprise: "Master Li, what a coincidence, you're on this bus too?"
Lao Li knew what was going on but chuckled: "Yes, Manager Hu, why aren't you driving?"
Hu Yan's expression remained unchanged: "The bus broke down."
Hu Yan had originally planned to find me, but in front of Lao Li, he could only suppress his inner hope that Lao Li would get off first.
Little did he know, Lao Li had the same thought!
The two of them, each with their own ulterior motives, continued waiting.
When I finally reached the back, I breathed a slight sigh of relief. It was more spacious there; because everyone was worried about getting off, few people wanted to squeeze to the back, while the front was crowded – a common problem with all buses. There were two seats next to me, but for some reason, they were stained with black dirt. Didn't the bus company clean them? I couldn't help but complain inwardly; I'd never seen a bus company like this before!
Next to me was a man in a white shirt and tie, dressed in a suit and trousers, looking every bit the insurance salesman. He was engrossed in his phone, completely unaware of my presence.
Not wanting to sit in an unclean seat, I grabbed the overhead handrail. The man, probably thinking the same thing, also grabbed the handrail and stood next to the seat.
This man was Ding Le. Ding Le stared at his phone for a while at the stock market, then became somewhat discouraged. "Sigh, another drop!" he sighed, turning off his phone
in frustration. Suddenly, he noticed a stunningly beautiful woman next to him, with skin as white as snow – even the fairest Scandinavian beauties couldn't compare!
Her legs were fair and slender, and her features were as delicate as Fan Bingbing's. Her hair and clothes were wet from the rain, making her look very beautiful!
Ding Le was stunned. The thin white coat clung tightly to her body in the rain, clearly revealing her fair skin, slender waist, and shapely hips—truly alluring. Looking further down, the woman was holding a handrail in her left hand and a bag in her right. Her chest was exposed; the first two buttons of her coat were broken, revealing most of her breasts, even her pink nipples. Ding Le swallowed
hard. "God, am I dreaming?" he thought. He pinched his right leg hard; the pain meant he wasn't dreaming. He glanced nervously ahead, thankfully everyone was facing away and watching the bus TV, so no one turned around. Emboldened, Ding Le continued to stealthily watch: "Her breasts are so white! I really want to touch them!"
He'd seen so many perverts on buses in Japanese movies; he never imagined he'd actually encounter one himself. He moved even closer to the woman.
I, however, kept my eyes glued to the bus TV, completely unaware of Ding Le's gaze. Suddenly, I felt someone approaching me. I turned my head and saw a man in a suit staring at my chest, almost drooling. I looked down and blushed deeply. Oh no! Most of my breasts were completely exposed, and because of the rain, they were see-through.
I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground, and I cursed him with my perverted words again.
I lowered my head, too ashamed to look at the man again, and covered my chest with my bag in my right hand.
Ding Le, realizing I had noticed, guiltily looked away. I turned my head and saw a large tent bulging in Ding Le's crotch. I thought to myself: All men in this world are lustful!
Ding Le was quiet for a while, then started getting restless again. Soon she moved closer to me, her body intentionally pressing against me. I panicked, using my right hand to cover my chest with my bag, leaving only my left hand free to push her away. Ding Le felt her small, soft hand touch her chest—it felt incredibly comfortable!
Just then, the car suddenly turned, and I lost my balance, almost falling. Ding Le quickly grabbed me. Ding
Le was also moved, feeling the soft breasts pressing against his chest. He couldn't help but rub his chest against hers a few times. Unexpectedly, the woman in his arms was so sensitive; after a few rubs, her nipples hardened. Ding Le's lower body became hard and incredibly itchy; he wanted nothing more than to tear off the woman's clothes and thrust inside her.
Ding Le held the beautiful woman tightly in his arms, his hands slowly moving towards my buttocks: "So soft, so bouncy!"
I quickly broke free from Ding Le's embrace, taking a step forward to shield him behind me, thinking that this way he couldn't grope my breasts. Unexpectedly, Ding Le pressed against me from behind, constantly squeezing me with his body. I gripped the handrail tightly to keep my balance. I could clearly feel a hard object pressing against my buttocks through my pants. I angrily glared at the man behind me, but dared not struggle too much, afraid the person in front would hear.
Ding Le didn't behave because of my glare; instead, he became even more audacious, his hands slipping inside my clothes from my waist and slowly groping upwards. I could only use my right arm to defend myself, but Ding Le then moved to my other breast, already touching half of it. Just as I was about to resist, Ding Le suddenly grabbed me with his other arm, making it impossible for me to break free.
This scoundrel, wasn't he afraid I'd fall if he put all his weight on me? If I attracted the attention of the people in front of me, they would definitely think I was a slutty woman having sex with my boyfriend on the bus, and the thought made me ashamed.
I didn't dare to struggle too much, and at the same time, I gripped the handle tightly with my left hand to prevent myself from falling. It was tiring and difficult, but Ding Le freed his left hand from the handle and slowly stroked upwards, gradually climbing up to my breasts. The stranger's large, hot hand grasped one breast, and that hand was so hot. The touch made me feel itchy all over, yet indescribably comfortable. This made me think again of what the two men I met earlier had said. Was I a slutty girl? I
was momentarily lost in thought...
At this moment, the man took the opportunity to climb up my breasts with both hands, covering my soft, full breasts, constantly stroking and teasing my already erect nipples. I panicked a little, and my determination to struggle just now plummeted again.
The man breathed heavily in my ear, exhaling a puff of hot breath on my earlobe. I couldn't help but shrink my neck; it was a little itchy.
The man seemed extremely agitated; I could feel his large hands trembling slightly as they pressed against my breasts. I hadn't expected to succumb so quickly. At the same time, my sensitive body was sending waves of pleasure through me. My eyes were glazed with tears, and I kept telling myself this wasn't what I wanted, that I wasn't a wanton woman!
Involuntarily, I squeezed my legs together, feeling a trickle of fluid already wetting my vagina. "Uh…no…" I pleaded in a low voice.
But to the man, my voice sounded like a seductive moan, making him even more excited. He turned around, and I lowered my head in shame, unable to meet his gaze.
Because my left hand was still gripping the handle, this position left a large opening in my neckline. The man easily pulled down my outer shirt, exposing my white breasts to the air. A pink nipple stood shamefully erect, vibrant and eager for caresses…
The man kissed it, sucking on the nipple, sometimes licking, sometimes gently biting, with indescribable pleasure: “Ah…no…um…”
I weakly pressed one hand against the man’s head, trying to push him away, but the force grew weaker and weaker. I couldn’t deny that my desire had been ignited by a stranger.
But at this moment, I was truly terrified. If the person in front turned around, they would definitely see my one breast exposed in such a lewd state: “Please…don’t…let someone see…”
The man hesitated for a moment before moving his mouth away. My white breasts were wet with the stranger’s saliva, becoming even more lewdly vibrant and eager.
Had the man let me go? I hoped in my heart.
The man returned behind me, not forgetting to adjust my clothes to cover my white, soft breasts. I was somewhat grateful to him.
But the nightmare had only just begun. The man, seemingly worried about being seen, stood behind me and again reached from my waist to my breasts, caressing them. This way, with the clothing covering them, at least no one would immediately notice. At the same time, his other hand eagerly slipped under my skirt, slowly caressing my buttocks, as if carefully savoring their softness and texture.
I suddenly realized I wasn't wearing underwear and hurriedly reached behind me to grab his hand: "No..."
The man, however, freed one hand and grasped my right hand, slowly guiding it to his crotch. I didn't know what was behind me, but suddenly felt a hot, hard object. I suddenly realized it was the man's penis, and my face flushed with shame as I quickly withdrew my hand.
The man took the opportunity to slowly move his hand down my buttocks. I panicked: "Ah...no..."
I clearly felt a large, hot hand completely cover my labia, and I couldn't help but tense up, a wave of pleasure washing over me.
The man was also stunned for a moment, probably not expecting me to be without underwear.
The man lifted my short skirt from behind to get a better look. I couldn't see behind me, but I could feel a puff of hot air on my private parts. I could imagine that the man must have his face
pressed tightly against my private parts, examining them closely. My private parts are a woman's most private and sensitive area, and I felt incredibly ashamed. I used my right hand, which was holding my bag, to press down on my skirt, but the man's head completely disappeared inside.
Ding Le was incredibly excited. The beautiful vulva was glistening with nectar, and there were even traces of dried semen on the edges of the labia. Ding Le had never seen such a beautiful private part; it was like a work of art.
Ding Le could no longer resist and pressed his tongue against the vulva, licking along a small slit in the labia.
As the hot tongue touched the labia, I felt a jolt, my body trembling: "Ah..."
Ignoring the filth of the seat beside me, I hastily placed my bag on it and quickly covered my mouth with my right hand to prevent myself from making a sound.
The man continued licking, occasionally making sucking sounds, probably savoring the nectar. This made me feel extremely ashamed, yet inexplicably excited and stimulated...
Suddenly, the man took my clitoris into his mouth and sucked hard.
"Ah..." My body tensed to its limit. Intense passion, centered on my clitoris, spread throughout my pelvis like ocean waves. For a moment, I felt as if I were floating in the air. I lost all sense of feeling and awareness. I forgot I was on a bus, forgot I was being violated by a stranger.
Although only a few seconds had passed, the feeling was so real and profound.
The man hadn't expected me to be so sensitive, reaching a shallow orgasm so quickly. A sense of male vanity crept into his heart, and he licked and sucked even more vigorously.
Waves of pleasure assaulted my body. A warm energy slowly spread from my pelvis throughout my body. I felt my body becoming increasingly sensitive, and the pleasure from my clitoris was even more intense.
"Ah..." I jerked my neck back and groaned in pleasure. This feeling was wonderful, as if a fire had erupted within me, becoming even warmer. My pores opened wide, seeping out glistening sweat. My leg muscles and the hand gripping the handle trembled, and I almost lost my balance.
The feeling was so strange; if I had to sum it up in one sentence, it would be—painful yet pleasurable.
I felt my sensitive vagina secreting copious amounts of fluid, all of which fell into the man's mouth, making me feel incredibly ashamed, wavering between shame and pleasure…
Suddenly, the man moved his tongue away and stood up, leaving me feeling empty. At that moment, he rubbed his hot penis back and forth against my buttocks, perhaps wanting to savor the pleasure of my fair, white buttocks—a
sight he would likely never encounter again. His penis occasionally touched my vagina, and I couldn't help but crave his penetration. Although my height was similar to his, theoretically, when he was from behind, his penis could only touch my buttocks and couldn't possibly penetrate me. But my long, beautiful legs, which I had always been proud of, now conveniently facilitated the intrusion of a stranger, leaving me both amused and exasperated.
After enjoying the tender flesh of my buttocks, the man was clearly not satisfied. He slowly pressed his penis against the entrance of my vagina, moistened it with my vaginal fluid, and began to gently squeeze. This brought me back to my senses from the previous pleasure: "No... ah..."
But the man's penis was already halfway in. This feeling of being penetrated was so intoxicating. I could even feel the man's huge, protruding glans slowly squeezing into my body. A feeling of being slowly filled overwhelmed me completely. Although I was being violated by a stranger, it felt incredibly tender. I believe only a woman could experience such stimulation.
The man's thrusts were slow, always pushing his penis all the way in and then pulling it out completely before re-entering. My entire body was aroused, and my hips writhed, anticipating deeper penetration.
"Mmm... mmm..." I moaned softly.
Ding Le, panting heavily as he thrust in and out, said, "It's so tight... ah... I've never encountered such a tight vagina, ten or a hundred times better than the prostitutes in the hair salon, and their labia are black, unlike yours, which are still the pure white and pink of a young girl's. It's amazing! Ah..."
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum..."
Ding Le couldn't hold back after about ten thrusts and quickly increased the frequency of his thrusts, going at it fiercely. Layers of pleasure made my vagina even more sensitive, and this pleasure spread throughout my body from my vagina. I swayed my buttocks, enjoying the pleasure brought by his penis. Ding Le had also reached his limit. I could clearly feel his penis inside me becoming more active and harder, penetrating to the deepest point with each thrust!
I lowered my voice, "Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to come..." My vagina contracted and trembled, and a strong pleasure, accompanied by a warm current, spread from my pelvis throughout my body. I felt like I had lost my mind.
"Ah..." Ding Le suddenly felt his already tight vagina tighten even more, and it felt like a small mouth inside was constantly sucking on his penis. He couldn't bear it any longer: "Ah... I'm going to cum..."
Ding Le's glans went numb, and his ejaculation was unleashed, his hot semen spraying deep into his vagina...
But Ding Le still couldn't bear to pull out his penis, holding me tightly from behind until his penis went limp before reluctantly pulling it out.
My vagina trembled continuously, and a stream of cloudy white semen flowed down my vaginal opening onto my white thighs and dripped to the ground. When I came to my senses, I glanced at the ground and my thighs, surprised that the man's semen was so much, three or four times the amount that Hu Yan had ejaculated.
Actually, I had no idea that this stranger had released all the semen he had been holding back for two months.
I weakly gripped the handle, letting the semen slowly drip down. When I came to my senses, I looked ahead worriedly. Fortunately, everyone was focused on the car's television, and the loud volume masked our passionate sounds.
Although I felt a sense of disgust at being violated, there was an indescribable thrill in doing it secretly in front of so many people; otherwise, I wouldn't be so sensitive.
The man rubbed his still-semen-covered glans against my thigh a few times before putting it in his zipper: "My name is Ding Le, here's my contact information." Ding Le put a business card in my bag, probably hoping to meet me again someday.
Chapter Five: Foreign Tourist
"Flower Beauty"
A beautiful flower, a beauty that could topple kingdoms, often seen by a smiling king.
Explaining the boundless sorrow of spring, leaning against the railing north of the Agarwood Pavilion.
I remained silent, somewhat confused and unsure how to face the strange man.
I could only turn my head to the window, looking at the scenery outside and pretending nothing had happened, but my still flushed face couldn't deceive myself.
Suddenly, I noticed the desolate scenery outside the window, a far cry from the bustling city. "Where...where does this bus go?"
I hesitated for a moment before bracing myself to ask the man. He looked at me in astonishment. "You don't know? This is a suburban bus, going to Bangla Town."
My heart skipped a beat. I'd heard of Bangla Town before; it was an extremely poor and desolate town. So this was a private bus from the town. No wonder it was so dirty and chaotic. I felt helpless, thinking I'd just take a taxi home once I got to town. Surely even the poorest town would have taxis.
Life is truly a drama. I'd tried so hard to avoid Hu Yan and Lao Li's advances, only to end up with this man in front of me, and on a crowded bus no less.
Suddenly, the bus stopped at a stop, and most of the passengers got off. Seeing my confusion, the man casually explained, "Bangla Town is too poor. Very few people go there. Most people get off at this stop. The next stop is Bangla Town, the last stop."
I figured this was nothing out of the ordinary in this remote place, and sure enough, a few moments later the whole bus was empty, except for the man next to Ding Le and another young couple. The woman was beautiful and dressed casually and elegantly, like a college student, and the man was probably her boyfriend. They were holding hands affectionately. Of course, Hu Yan and Lao Li were also on the bus.
Hu Yan and Lao Li looked up at me simultaneously, their eyes revealing deeper meanings, but I turned my head away, pretending not to see them, and instead held the man's hand affectionately.
Ding Le was taken aback, wondering if he had conquered this beautiful, ethereal woman. He couldn't quite believe it.
Hu Yan and Lao Li, on the other hand, mistook the man next to them for my boyfriend and had just gotten up to come over, but they had to sit down again, looking dejected.
This was exactly the result I had hoped for.
The bus started moving again, when suddenly a loud shout came from outside the window: "Wait...pleastwait..." (meaning wait)
. It was a foreigner's voice. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of Black people and several White people, led by a short Asian man, chasing after the bus. The Asian man was holding a tour guide's flag.
Ding Le explained, "Recently, the suburbs of our city have been developing tourism. This stop and Bangla Town are both tourist attractions, but tourism in Bangla Town hasn't made much money. It just provides farm-style meals because the houses there are still all made of earth and tile, almost the original rural landscape that's hard to find anywhere else in China."
I understood; foreigners at this point had already visited all the tourist attractions and were now drawn to these original rural areas.
After the tour guide boarded the bus, he asked in broken Chinese, "How much?" Judging from his accent, he was probably Japanese. At first glance, I thought this Asian man was Chinese, since people from the two countries look very similar, but you can't tell just by their appearance.
"One dollar per person!" the driver replied lazily.
The tour guide turned to a group of people beside him and said, "Two dollars per person."
I chuckled inwardly. This Asian man was truly cunning. He pretended to ask the driver, presumably already knowing the bus fare was a flat $1, but he told the group it was $2 per person—the standard fare in the US—so no one suspected anything. However, two dollars is equivalent to 12 yuan. I counted six Black people and four White people, ten people in total, easily making another 110 yuan. This Japanese man was really shrewd!
I believe this kind of phenomenon was not uncommon along the way. Everyone handed over their money to the tour guide, who collected it, converted it to RMB, and put it in the coin box. No one suspected anything as they boarded the bus.
Along the way, the group of White and Black people chatted amongst themselves. I understood a little; the Black people were from South Africa, and the White people were from the US. The South Africans liked to wear big gold chains—they looked like butchers…only fit to sell meat.
There's a misconception here: many people think Africa is poor, and South Africa must be poor too. That's not true! South Africa is a middle-income developed country that relies on its own resources and is one of the few wealthy countries in Africa; otherwise, no one would bother to travel there.
However, I have to admit that their manners were somewhat low. The group of black men kept discussing the fair-skinned girls they encountered on the street and their experiences with prostitutes. I had heard that black men generally have an inferiority complex, so getting a fair-skinned woman was their greatest satisfaction, while the woman's appearance was secondary.
A muscular black man named Parker shouted, "I fucked a pretty girl yesterday, oh my god! She is still a virgin!" In foreign countries, it's considered unheard of for girls to be virgins in their teens, but in China, even approaching twenty is quite common, so the foreigners were somewhat surprised.
“Really?” asked another obese Black man (Kenny).
Parker nodded excitedly, “Of course it’s true!”
The bald Black man, Bill, looked envious, “Damn, I haven’t slept with a single girl since I came to China. I don’t know what it’s like.”
A thinner Black man (Larry) said excitedly, “I’ve slept with one. Her pussy was so tight, so tender, and they’re all so gentle and submissive. When they moan under you, they’re so shy. It’s so moving!”
The three white men were clearly unwilling to talk much with the Black men. It seems that discrimination against Black people still exists.
However, the Black men’s conversation clearly piqued the interest of the three white men. Everyone sees how muscular Americans are on TV, but in reality, their diets contain a lot of meat, and many people suffer from obesity. Two of the three were obviously excessively obese, their bodies jiggling with fat, which was disgusting. The other one was slightly better, but he still had a fat belly.
From their conversation, I learned that the two obese men were brothers named Colin and Gino, and the remaining white man was named York. (Names have been simplified.)
Four Black men were exchanging their opinions when the Japanese man approached them obsequiously: "Brother, look over there, there are two beautiful women."
The Black men, preoccupied with their argument, hadn't even glanced at the scene inside the car. At the Japanese man's pointing, they looked up at me. A plunging neckline revealed a soft expanse of skin, her snow-white cleavage was striking, her slender legs, her waist and hips were captivating. Bill was stunned, his erection bulging in his pants. Eight pairs of strangers stared at me, like prey targeted by a venomous snake. My heart pounded with fear and embarrassment, and I cursed the despicable Japanese man in my mind!
Bald Bill exclaimed excitedly, "Damn! What a beautiful face, what a fantastic body! If I could have her, I'd die happy!"
Everyone echoed his sentiments. At this moment, Ding Le, who was beside me, noticed the gazes directed at me and shielded me with his body. The others, bored, withdrew their attention.
"Thank you!" I said gratefully to Ding Le, letting out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, the Bills turned their attention back to the young couple. The Japanese man, understanding the unspoken message, approached them: "Hello, my name is Kameda. What's your name?"
Kameda's gaze was fixed intently on the girl. She was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of very short shorts that barely covered her underwear. Such an outfit was quite revealing in the summer, but only if no perverts were around!
The girl seemed excited, eagerly extending her soft hand: "Hello, my name is Xu Lijiahe. It's nice to meet you!"
Kameda grasped the girl's hand, subtly touching the back of it; it was smooth and boneless to the touch.
The girl's boyfriend couldn't stand it anymore: "Jiahe, what are you talking about with this Japanese guy? None of the Japanese are good people!"
Jiahe's face darkened: "Leng Bin, don't look at the Japanese with prejudice. What's wrong with the Japanese?"
Leng Bin coldly replied: "What's wrong with the Japanese? The Nanjing Massacre involved the rape of women and the killing of over 300,000 women and children. And during the War of Resistance Against Japan, they killed 35 million of our people. What do you think the Japanese are like?"
Jiahe's face flushed with anger: "But that's all in the past. I didn't expect you to be so petty. History is history!"
Leng Bin frowned, surprised that his girlfriend was arguing with him over a despicable Japanese man: "Hmph, but now the Japanese want to seize the Diaoyu Islands. What about that?"
Jiahe retorted: "The Japanese also say the Diaoyu Islands belong to them. Why should we believe only one side's story!"
Kameda nodded and bowed with glee: "Yes, yes, the Diaoyu Islands originally belonged to our Great Japanese Empire, and our citizens have long since settled there!"
Leng Bin, furious, gasped for breath and ignored Jiahe. Jiahe, too, was seething with anger. She had longed for the beautiful country of Japan and had finally gotten a chance to meet Japanese people, only to have her good mood ruined by her boyfriend!
Kameda, amused by their bickering, smiled and said, "Beautiful Miss Jiahe, there's no need to argue with your boyfriend. Why don't we sit over there for a while? After some time, I believe your boyfriend won't blame you anymore. I can even introduce you to some friends." Jiahe,
already curious about the lives of foreigners, glared at her boyfriend before getting up and following the Japanese to the tour group's seats. With Kameda's help as a translator, she enjoyed herself immensely with the tour group. Only Leng Bin sat alone, breathing heavily with anger, his thin, resolute face showing great displeasure!
I find it laughable that so many Chinese people, especially young girls, blindly idolize foreigners, thinking they're all rich, without considering their own national economic level. The average income in the US is 34 times that of China, yet luxury goods are only one-fifth to one-quarter the price in China, and many shopping malls don't even charge taxes.
For example, a BMW Z4 costs less than $30,000 in the US, but in China it's priced between 500,000 and 900,000 RMB!
Another point is that welfare in the US is around $800 to $1,000, which translates to easily around 100,000 RMB a year—enough for high-income earners in China!
It's conceivable that even in such an environment, some Americans still struggle to make ends meet, only to become wealthy overnight after coming to China. It's pathetic that you Chinese don't consider that the wealthy people you admire abroad are just poor people living on welfare, barely scraping by!
My impression of Xu Lijiahe wasn't particularly good. I glanced at Leng Bin more often. Although Leng Bin was tall and thin, he gave off a proud and unyielding air. Unlike most girls, my grandfather was a veteran of the Red Army, and he taught me from a young age how to be a proper Chinese!
Even though I was born a woman, I couldn't let down my integrity under the five-starred red flag!
While listening to their conversation, Guitian stared at Jiahe with a sly expression: "Little sister, your skin is so good. Have you been taking care of it?"
Jiahe was overjoyed to hear the compliment: "No, it's all natural."
Guitian looked unconvinced: "I don't believe you. How could such good skin not have been taken care of? Can I check?"
Jiahe proudly held out her small, white hand: "Look!"
Guitian grabbed Jiahe's hand, seemingly examining it carefully, but inwardly he was enjoying the softness of her skin.
Seeing Kameda taking advantage of Jiahe, Leng Bin was displeased. "Jiahe, come here!"
"Hmph, I'm ignoring you!" Jiahe continued chatting happily with Kameda.
Leng Bin was so angry he couldn't speak. He put on his headphones and focused on listening to music, ignoring Jiahe.
Several black men, itching to see her, eagerly said, "Let me see too..." The black men surrounded Jiahe, some taking the opportunity to touch her small hand, others "accidentally" touching her arm. Jiahe smiled and didn't seem to care.
The black men exchanged glances, understanding each other perfectly. As long as Jiahe didn't stop them, it meant there was a chance!
Bald Bill, impatient, pretended to get up and accidentally placed a large hand on Jiahe's thigh. Jiahe instinctively flinched, but then felt it was impolite and obediently stayed still.
Fat Kenny, seeing an opportunity, also pretended to "inadvertently" place his hand on Jiahe's thigh.
Because of her blind admiration for foreigners, Jiahe placed herself in a humble position, not daring to interrupt for fear of embarrassing them. So she changed the subject: "What are some of your customs in South Africa, like love?"
Bald Bill said, "The situation in South Africa is quite complicated. Many places still retain primitive customs. For example, when young men and women go on blind dates, they bathe naked. Once a man finds a woman he likes, he proposes to her, and if the woman agrees, her family will send a cow to the man's family the next day."
Jiahe's mouth dropped open: "Ah... naked... bathing... once... once they see the woman..." "What if the child can't stand it after being naked?"
Muscular Parker pressed his chest against Jiahe's back. "You have to endure it, after all, no one dares to defy a custom that's been passed down for thousands of years in front of so many people."
Feeling the hard, hot muscles behind her, Jiahe blushed slightly and shifted uncomfortably. Unbeknownst to her, Parker felt even more excited by Jiahe's soft, slender back as she shifted, and skinny Larry joined in: "Besides, where we're from, unmarried women expose their breasts to show their purity; only married women can wear clothes."
Jiahe said shyly, "How embarrassing!"
“Actually, it’s quite exciting,” Kameda interjected. “Want to try it?”
Jiahe’s eyes were filled with struggle. “I think I’ll pass…”
The muscular Parker took a deep breath of the fragrance emanating from Jiahe, his breathing becoming rapid. Impatient, he suddenly hugged Jiahe’s slender waist from behind. Jiahe struggled symbolically. “No…”
Kameda tempted her. “It’s okay, it’s just a game. In South Africa, this is a way to show respect. We can’t let the guests feel their dignity is being violated.”
In fact, Kameda was talking nonsense, but Jiahe believed him. Jiahe glanced nervously in her boyfriend’s direction. Fortunately, her view was blocked by many people. As long as she didn’t struggle violently, her boyfriend shouldn’t notice.
The muscular Parker went a step further, touching Jiahe’s breasts through her clothes. Jiahe said shamefully, “No… don’t let my boyfriend see…”
The implication was that as long as her boyfriend didn’t see, it meant she agreed? The bald man with the gold chain smiled and took out a wad of US dollars from his bag, placing it in front of Jiahe. "Please forgive us, this is our local custom. Here is ten thousand US dollars as our apology."
Jiahe, with her strong sense of vanity, hesitated. Bill smiled and took out another ten thousand US dollars, placing it in front of her. "Don't worry, it's just a touch, nothing more. This is our courtesy to the most respected women." Under Kameda's tutelage, Bill had also learned to spout nonsense.
Jiahe gritted her teeth, stared at the two wads of US dollars in front of her, and nodded, letting Parker stroke her chest.
Because African women rarely wear bras, Parker felt a little uncomfortable touching one: "Girls in my country don't wear bras!"
Jiahe's breathing quickened, and she didn't speak. Parker tried to slip his hand under Jiahe's back, and seeing that she had her eyes closed and didn't resist, he boldly unhooked her bra. Then, the lustful Kameda quickly reached his hand under Jiahe's t-shirt from her waist and took out her bra. At the same time, he didn't forget to grope her, deliberately touching her breast with his fingers. Although it wasn't large, it felt very soft.
Jiahe quickly opened her eyes and covered her chest, but seeing that Kameda didn't make any further moves, she felt relieved. Kameda was a cunning old fox; he knew the principle of not being hasty. This move was a Chinese military tactic—feigning weakness to lure the enemy into a trap.
Jiahe thought that as long as they could touch her through her clothes, she could let them. Parker placed his hand on Jiahe's breast and slowly stroked it. Even through the clothes, he could still feel that Asian women's breasts were very soft, hundreds of times softer than those of women in his own country. This made Jiahe moan softly and repeatedly, "Mmm... mmm..."
Soon, Parker felt the breasts in his hands harden, the two firm nipples clearly visible against the t-shirt. Kenny suddenly leaned in and kissed her through the t-shirt, feeling the soft flesh against his face even through the fabric, which Kenny found very pleasurable.
A sudden breath of hot air sent a shiver down Jiahe's spine.
"Ah..." Jiahe gasped softly.
Seeing that Jiahe didn't stop him, Kenny became even more emboldened, rubbing his dark face against Jiahe's breasts.
Jiahe felt a hot face constantly rubbing against her nipples; the pleasure of being behind her boyfriend's back was intense. Meanwhile, Bill, Larry, and Kameda were all caressing Jiahe's slender legs and waist. Jiahe felt her whole body being stimulated, feeling incredibly comfortable, every nerve taut.
Suddenly, Kenny bit down on her nipple, gently nibbling at it with his teeth.
"Ah...no..." Jiahe could no longer bear it and groaned.
Parker found it visually stimulating to watch so many people enjoying the beautiful woman before him. A dark mouth kissed her soft, white lips. Jiahe initially tried to pull away, but gradually lost her senses as she became increasingly infatuated.
Parker pried open Jiahe's teeth with his tongue, deeply sucking on her tongue and saliva. Soon, Jiahe completely gave up resisting, their tongues intertwined...
While kissing Jiahe's tongue, Parker slipped his hand inside the neckline of her t-shirt. The neckline was narrow, and Parker's large hand barely fit, finally able to truly touch her soft, white breasts. This greatly satisfied Parker, and he eagerly covered one of her soft breasts with his large hand. So soft! This feeling was something he could never experience with an African woman.
Parker became even more excited, his huge penis pressing hard against his pants. Parker felt he had never been so excited before, and his penis had never swollen to this extent.
Kameda, seeing the marks of a hand vigorously kneading inside Jiahe's bra, was extremely excited. He felt a throbbing sensation in his glans, a vague urge to ejaculate rising within him. He quickly pulled down his pants, covering Jiahe's small hand and stroking it up and down. In her dazed state, Jiahe only felt a hot, hard object in her hand; her remaining rationality told her it was a man's penis.
The moment Kameda felt Jiahe's cool hand touch his glans, he couldn't help but shudder: "Ah...I'm going to cum...So good...Such a sexy little hand..."
Kameda suppressed the urge to ejaculate, increasing the speed of his stroking. After about ten strokes, he was sweating profusely, experiencing intense pleasure.
Jiahe felt the penis in her hand growing hotter and thicker, trembling. Instinctively, she tightened her grip. Kameda suddenly felt a surge of pleasure travel from his glans to his entire body: "Ah...I can't hold back...I'm cumming..." A stream of cloudy white semen shot onto Jiahe's small hand.
Kameda was panting heavily, seemingly exhausted, but he smiled with satisfaction when he saw Jiahe's small hands covered in semen.
Kameda's mind was utterly twisted; he derived immense pleasure from humiliating pure, beautiful girls with his own cloudy semen!
Chapter Six: Seducing Jiahe
"Laughing at the World"
discusses the past and present,
laughs at the world,
intoxicates the drunken,
finds a confidante, and
sees through worldly affairs.
Everyone jokingly said Kameda had premature ejaculation, but he just smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, how can our Japanese stamina compare to the robust Africans?" Kameda
's fawning smile made Parker utterly disdainful.
Because this was a three-carriage bus, Jiahe's boyfriend, Leng Bin, was listening to music and taking a nap alone in the first carriage, while Jiahe and the others were in the second carriage, surrounded by a group of people. Leng Bin didn't notice anything amiss, and I, in the third carriage, also didn't notice anything unusual, only seeing a group of people surrounding Jiahe without thinking much of it.
Finally, Kenny, the fat man, couldn't hold back any longer. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his long penis, and gently inserted it into Jiahe's mouth while holding her head down. In her dazed state, Jiahe, Tu Ranran, felt a huge, thick, hot penis in her mouth and was stunned.
It was also Kenny's fault for being so eager; he inserted it too deep, penetrating deep into Jiahe's throat. Jiahe couldn't help but gag and quickly spat out the penis.
Kenny's dark penis was covered with glistening saliva, forming a thin strand. The contrast between Jiahe's pale face and the dark penis was striking.
This gave Kenny a sense of satisfaction, and he couldn't help but hold Jiahe's head down again, thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth.
Kenny's penis was too thick; Jiahe's mouth couldn't handle it, and she could only make nasal sounds, "Mmm...mmm..."
"Oh! That's great...the little Asian beauty's mouth is so soft!" Kenny exclaimed excitedly.
Parker, taking advantage of the situation, flipped up Jiahe's t-shirt from the waist, exposing her entire breasts to the air.
Two adorable pink nipples adorned her white breasts, tempting and alluring.
Jiahe felt a chill on her chest and tried to protest, but her mouth was completely filled with a hot, hard penis, preventing her from speaking; she could only manage nasal sounds: "Mmm...mmm..."
Bald Bill swallowed hard, "Such white and tender breasts!"
He opened his large, dark mouth and took one of her bright, luscious nipples into his mouth, his tongue nimbly circling around it. Jiahe, aroused, writhed restlessly, her body burning with desire.
At the same time, her small mouth sucked even more vigorously, her pearly teeth occasionally nibbling lightly at Kenny's penis, her tongue swirling around the tip.
Kenny panted heavily, his obese body drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through, looking thoroughly enjoying himself!
Bill, also aroused by playing with Jiahe's nipples, suddenly stopped and began to gently bite them.
"Ah..." Jiahe was suddenly intensely stimulated, and couldn't help but increase the pressure of her mouth, tightly holding Kenny's glans, even biting it lightly.
"Oh shit!" (This is completely a language habit, difficult to explain clearly, but I think the most reasonable explanation in Chinese is "I fuck!") Kenny could no longer hold back, his body shuddered, and his hot penis trembled, spraying all his semen into Jiahe's small mouth before he finally pulled out his penis, not forgetting to wipe the remaining semen on Jiahe's lips.
Jiahe noticed that Kenny's penis was getting harder and harder, knowing that this was a sign of impending ejaculation. She wanted to spit it out, but Kenny held Jiahe's head down tightly, preventing her from moving. A stream of hot semen flowed down her throat into her stomach, an indescribable fishy smell churning in Jiahe's stomach. Jiahe gagged a few times but didn't vomit anything.
Jiahe was panting heavily, looking somewhat exhausted.
Bill laughed, "Dude, what's wrong with you today?"
Kenny wiped the sweat from his brow, "I can't help it, the fair skin of Asian girls always excites me so much, I can't control myself!"
Although Bill was teasing Kenny, he understood Kenny's feelings; he was just as excited.
Even the three white men beside them were dumbfounded, their penises hard and unbearable.
Jiahe wiped the semen from the corner of her mouth, forgetting that there was still some of Kameda's semen on her hand, and instead touched her face. Tears welled up in Jiahe's eyes as she suppressed the stimulation in her body and whispered, "You lied to me... let me go... ah... don't touch there..."
But then, Larry, the skinny guy, touched Jiahe's private parts through her shorts. Jiahe was overwhelmed with shame, but the tingling sensation in her body was irresistible. Larry, worried that Jiahe would make a sound, took the opportunity to kiss her small mouth.
The black man was really fierce, completely ignoring the semen left on Jiahe's lips, sucking it noisily. Jiahe felt like she could hardly breathe.
The muscular Parker was also a master of flirting. His nimble tongue swirled in Jiahe's small mouth, accurately grasping the tip of her tongue. At the same time, his hands climbed up Jiahe's breasts and kept stroking them. Jiahe became extremely excited, and her private parts involuntarily secreted a warm flow: "Mmm... mmm..." Jiahe moaned indistinctly...
Seeing Jiahe's excitement, Larry took the opportunity to place his black hand on the buttons of Jiahe's shorts, slowly unbuttoning them and slowly pulling down the zipper. Larry was afraid that Jiahe would notice, so he was very gentle. Larry's throat trembled and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Even his hands were trembling slightly.
Finally, Larry could see clearly that Jiahe was wearing white panties—a sexy white sheer thong, with a tuft of black pubic hair clearly visible. Larry licked his lips, his heart pounding with excitement. He desperately wanted to see what lay beneath the pubic hair, but the zipper only went this far.
Kameda, with a fawning expression, quickly handed him a multi-tool. Larry gave Kameda a grateful look, adjusted the multi-tool to the scissors position, and carefully cut along the zipper. Poor Jiahe was unaware that her panties had been cut open, her private parts completely exposed to a group of lecherous men.
Kameda stared excitedly at Jiahe's private parts: "Look, your panties are all wet!"
Jiahe was wearing silk panties, which clung tightly to her labia with the moisture, clearly showing the two labia and the small slit in the middle—incredibly alluring.
Jiahe suddenly felt a chill in her lower body, but in her confusion, she didn't think much of it. Larry impatiently stuck out his tongue and licked her labia, leaving clear saliva on her panties.
"Ah...no..." Jiahe couldn't help but tense up, a wave of pleasure washing over her, her whole body tingling, and her vagina itching.
Larry glanced at Kameda, who understood and went over to hold Jiahe's small hands, preventing her from struggling.
Larry excitedly and slowly pulled down her thin panties, feeling both excited and apprehensive, like uncovering a treasure: "It's still pink!"
Her pink labia were tightly pressed together, leaving a small slit, from which a trickle of nectar flowed, appearing crystal clear.
Larry couldn't help but stroke her lovely labia.
"Ah...ah...no..." Jiahe felt every nerve in her body tense, moaning incoherently.
Larry was very interested in Asian girls and couldn't help but touch them a few more times, then gently rubbed her clitoris.
"Ah...no...it's so sensitive there..." Jiahe felt her body stretched to its limit, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, or like a cloud floating in the air. A wave of pleasure spread from her clitoris to her entire body: "Ah...I'm coming..."
Larry was very satisfied to see Jiahe reach orgasm. He inserted a finger into her vagina and kept moving it in and out. Jiahe's body was very sensitive, and soon she secreted a little bit of nectar, wetting Larry's entire palm.
"Hmm...hmm..." Jiahe twisted her body, eager to be penetrated.
Larry unzipped his pants and pulled out his dark penis. He aimed at her vagina and thrust his hips hard.
"Ah...it hurts..."
The black man's penis was very thick. At this moment, Larry's penis was only two-thirds inside. He felt that her vagina was tight and tender, and Larry became even more excited. He thrust his hips, moving his ugly, dark penis in and out of her vagina. Jiahe had never experienced such stimulation before. Soon, the nectar secreted from her vagina soaked her entire buttocks.
"Ah...ah...so good..." Jiahe's inner desire was completely filled, and a wave of pleasure spread throughout her body, making her completely lose herself: "Ah...give it to me...give it to me..."
Larry excitedly thrust his penis in and out rapidly, and Jiahe felt as if she had been electrocuted, with pleasure spreading from her pelvis to her entire body, even her whole back trembling: "Ah...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to come..."
Larry cooperated by increasing the speed of his thrusts, and suddenly he felt Jiahe's vagina twitch and tighten even more. Larry could no longer hold back: "Ah..." With a low growl, his penis trembled and he ejaculated deeply into Jiahe's vagina.
Kenny looked at Larry with schadenfreude: "You're one to talk, didn't you ejaculate just as quickly?"
Larry took a long breath: "I can't help it, this chick is too hot!"
Larry slowly pulled out his penis, and Jiahe's vagina trembled, and a stream of cloudy semen slowly flowed out of her vaginal opening.
The muscular Parker unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, which was very long and pointed upwards. He moistened it with the semen flowing from her vagina, then thrust it in forcefully.
Jiahe had just recovered from her orgasm when Parker's penis entered her again. She could feel that the penis inside her wasn't from the same person; it was noticeably longer, penetrating to the deepest point each time, as if it were tearing her cervix.
"Ah...it's in my uterus...ah...so good...ah...harder..." Jiahe moaned ecstatically, completely forgetting that she was being penetrated by a stranger.
Parker had no technique in lovemaking, thrusting all the way in each time, pumping in and out vigorously fifty or sixty times. Jiahe couldn't take it anymore; a warm current surged through her body: "Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to come..."
Parker increased the speed of his thrusts, gently biting Jiahe's nipple with his mouth: "Ah... That's so good... Your pussy is so good..."
Jiahe suddenly threw her head back: "I'm coming... Ah..." Jiahe's expression became dazed; the intense pleasure made her vagina throb and tremble, tightly enveloping Parker's penis. Parker could no longer hold back; a tingling sensation ran through his glans, and his penis trembled as he ejaculated all his semen into her vagina!
Parker let out a long breath: "It's too tight... I can't hold back..."
Because everyone was blocking Jiahe and Leng Bin, Jiahe's boyfriend was unaware of what was happening. They, on the other hand, ignored my presence and forgot to block my view. From my angle, I could see Bill's dark penis thrusting in and out of Jiahe's vagina, her plump labia covered in milky semen—an indescribably lewd sight!
I was stunned... Good heavens!
Turning to look at Ding Le, he was extremely excited. For some reason, seeing a girl writhing under a black man's body excited him inexplicably, and his previously limp penis became erect again!
I noticed Ding Le's reaction and teased, "Look how excited you are, do you want to join in too?"
Ding Le sensed my displeasure and laughed awkwardly, "No... I don't have that thought..." As he spoke, his hand wandered into my shirt again.
I glared at Ding Le, annoyed, and slapped his hand away. "Are you crazy? All the passengers have gotten off this time, no one's blocking the view!"
Ding Le had no choice but to withdraw his hand, continuing to excitedly watch Bill fuck Jiahe. The black man's movements were vigorous, his body covered in sweat, creating a kind of violent sexual beauty. Even I felt a little excited watching it, my legs feeling weak.
Before I knew it, I felt my vagina was wet.
Bald Bill was very powerful, thrusting in and out for about a hundred times. Jiahe's private parts were red and swollen, covered in white fluid. Finally, Bill couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a low growl as he ejaculated into Jiahe's vagina.
For some reason, while making love, Bald Bill kept glancing in my direction, almost imperceptibly.
Chapter Seven: Jiahe's Betrayal
"The Ballad of White Hair"
White as snow on the mountain, bright as the moon in the clouds.
Hearing you have two minds, I come to sever our ties.
Today we drink together, tomorrow by the ditch.
I wander along the ditch, the water flowing east and west.
So sad, so very sad, no need to weep for marriage.
I wish for a single-hearted man, to stay together until our hair turns white.
How gracefully the bamboo pole sways, how futilely the fish tail flies!
A man values integrity, what use are money and weapons!
Leng Bin was listening to the music radio when suddenly South Korean songs started playing. Leng Bin was very displeased. Now it's all about foreign worship. He didn't understand what was so good about those South Korean pretty boys.
Displeased, Leng Bin opened his eyes, took off his headphones, and glanced at his girlfriend's location. He saw a group of people surrounding Jiahe, but couldn't see the details. Why hadn't she come back yet? Leng Bin got up and walked towards Jiahe's location.
The group of Black people, all with their backs to Leng Bin, were unaware of his presence. Only three white people noticed, but they gloated and didn't warn the Black people.
Leng Bin walked up behind the Black people and, through a gap, saw Jiahe lying on the floor, cloudy white semen flowing from her vagina, forming a puddle on the ground. Semen was also on her hands and the corners of her mouth! Looking at the two stacks of banknotes beside Jiahe
, Leng Bin instantly understood everything. Enraged, he clenched his fists tightly, his fury burning, and punched one of the Black people in front of him squarely in the head, right in the temple. The Black man's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, convulsing, foaming at the mouth, his life hanging in the balance. It was unclear whether he was dead or alive. This man was Fatty Kenny.
Only then did the Black people react, and Jiahe also awoke from her dazed state, frantically tearing at her clothes.
The muscular Parker reacted the fastest, throwing a straight punch at Leng Bin's face. Instead of retreating, Leng Bin lunged forward, burying his head in Parker's chest, his fist clenched. Leng Bin's fist was peculiarly clenched; it wasn't the hollow fist typical of combat sports, but rather two prominent knuckles. He released his fist upwards and struck Parker hard in the throat. (Boxing differs from Sanda; Sanda emphasizes long-range kicks, close-range strikes, and takedowns, meaning that in a punch exchange, close combat is more advantageous than evasion, and pressing one's head against the opponent's body weakens their leverage, thus reducing the damage.)
Strangely enough, the seemingly frail Leng Bin's single blow sent Parker staggering backwards, clutching his throat and coughing, his face turning purple!
Bald Bill and Skinny Larry were also taken aback. Skinny Larry lunged forward, grabbing Leng Bin's legs and frantically shouting, "Quick! Bill, quick!"
Bill understood immediately and immediately punched Leng Bin. With his legs restrained, Leng Bin dodged Bill's punch by tilting his head. Just then, the Japanese man, Kameda, drew his multi-tool and thrust it straight at Leng Bin's chest. Because Kameda had suddenly appeared from behind Bill, the angle and timing were extremely tricky!
Leng Bin broke out in a cold sweat. In a flash, he reached out his left hand and grabbed the blade of the knife in Kameda's hand. Blood splattered from his left hand instantly, but Leng Bin didn't even notice. His right hand, with two forked fingers, moved with lightning speed, aiming straight for Kameda's eyes.
Kameda was shocked and tried to dodge, but the distance was too close. He dodged his right eye, but Leng Bin's fingers pierced his left eye, causing blood to gush out.
"Ah!" Kameda cried out in pain, screaming in agony!
Bill reacted, throwing a punch at Leng Bin's forehead.
As the saying goes, even a hero can't fight four hands, let alone a skinny guy like Leng Bin. He was knocked unconscious by Bill's punch.
What surprised me even more was that the driver, Lao Li, Hu Yan, and Ding Le in the car didn't offer any help. They watched coldly, completely indifferent, a typical Shanghainese image. In Shanghai, most girls are like Jiahe, obsessed with foreign things, and most men are selfish and petty. Trying to find a sense of justice here? What a joke! "It's too difficult. It's not impossible, it's extremely rare... perhaps Leng Bin is an exception!"
Larry hurriedly pulled out a rope and tied Leng Bin to a pillar.
"What do we do?" Larry was somewhat apprehensive.
Bill checked Parker's injuries. Parker was alright; after a while, the suffocation subsided, but Fatty Kenny's body was still convulsing, vomiting a large amount of white foam. The group was at a loss. They didn't know what methods Leng Bin had used to so easily render Parker like this!
Kameda covered his left eye with his hand, his entire face completely stained red with blood: "Kill him!" Kameda pulled out a multi-tool.
Bill grabbed Kameda's hand: "Don't do anything rash. Wait for him to wake up. Whether Kenny wakes up or not depends on him!"
Parker cleared his sore throat: "Damn it, this skinny guy is so fierce! He almost wiped out our whole group by himself, what a fucking bastard!"
The three white men sitting next to them couldn't help but loudly laugh at the group of black men.
Parker was furious: "What are you laughing at? Looking for a beating?"
York patted his big belly: "Want to fight? Come on! Come on!"
Bald Bill, being more rational, quickly stopped Parker. After all, the US Constitution provides very strong protection for any of its citizens. If Parker hit York first, even if York was doing poorly in the US, the US would definitely investigate to the end. This is just as the US promises—wherever its citizens are treated unfairly, the entire United States will be your strong backing!
It was a truly domineering statement, which directly prevented Bill from making any rash moves, even though he was currently in China.
Jiahe hurriedly put on her clothes, but her shorts were completely cut in half, exposing her semen-stained private parts to everyone's eyes. Jiahe hurriedly covered herself with her hands: "Please let my boyfriend go." Kameda
winced in pain and said mockingly: "Let him go? No! Possible!" Kameda said, enunciating each word clearly. He hated Leng Bin to the extreme!
The cunning Kameda's one eye darted around, a sinister plan forming in his mind: "We can surprise her boyfriend by waking him up first."
Larry took out a bottle of mineral water and poured it over Leng Bin's head. Leng Bin slowly woke up, glaring at Kameda: "You little Japanese devil, I knew you weren't a good person!"
Parker punched Leng Bin's face repeatedly, the blood and broken teeth a horrifying sight. Leng Bin spat a mouthful of blood onto Parker's face: "Don't give me a chance to kill you!"
Parker looked at Leng Bin with amusement: "Tell me! How can we wake Kenny up?"
Leng Bin laughed loudly: "Haha, wake him up? Dream on!"
Parker clenched his fists tightly: "Very good, a tough nut to crack, but I wonder if he's as hard as my fists?"
Parker's fists rained down on Leng Bin's face, and soon Leng Bin's face was unrecognizable, a bloody mess, his eyes swollen shut, and his mind becoming hazy.
"Will he talk or not?"
Kameda's sinister voice was cold. "He won't talk, right? His girlfriend is still here. Let's give him a surprise!"
Bill understood immediately. "Good idea!" He reached inside Jiahe's clothes and caressed her soft breasts. "Good, such tender breasts!"
Jiahe's eyes were filled with tears. "What are you going to do?"
Bill laughed wildly. "What do you think? We've already done it all, so why are you pretending to be virtuous?"
Jiahe angrily shouted, "Release my boyfriend right now! Otherwise, I'll call the police!"
Kameda scoffed, "Call the police? Ridiculous! We'll kill him and cover it up after we're done playing around. What good will it do? Do you think this is American police?"
Jiahe felt a chill; Kameda was right. Once they returned home, the government wouldn't pursue them. This was why some foreigners who raped women in their own countries often escaped unscathed.
Bill, being more shrewd, stroked Jiahe's breasts, teasing her nipples: "If I gave you a chance to become a South African citizen, would you agree? Or would you choose to be killed along with your boyfriend?"
Jiahe's eyes lit up: "Are you serious?"
Bill smiled: "In South Africa, with money, it's not difficult!"
Jiahe gritted her teeth and glanced at her boyfriend: "I'll go with you!"
"Haha!" Bill looked at Leng Bin mockingly: "Did you hear that? Your girlfriend has dumped you. Before you part ways, I'll give you a little thrill!"
As he spoke, Bill pulled out his penis. The sight excited him greatly; his recently ejaculated penis was erect again, veins bulging like a venomous dragon.
Bill removed Jiahe's coat, revealing her white breasts. He threw the coat on the ground, then made Jiahe lie face down. He grasped his penis, aimed it at her vagina, and thrust it in. Watching his long penis slide in and out of her semen-covered vagina, Bill felt incredibly excited: "That's amazing! Your vagina is so tight, such a tender cunt!"
Bill deliberately glanced at Leng Bin as he spoke, only to see Leng Bin closing his eyes in pain, trembling all over.
Jiahe quickly became aroused, and to please Bill, she cried out wantonly, "Use force... ah... fuck me... harder... husband..."
Bill became even more excited by Jiahe's moans, thrusting in as deep as possible each time.
Larry then took out his penis and placed it in Jiahe's mouth. In her dazed state, Jiahe suddenly felt a penis in her mouth and began to lick it passionately, "Mmm... mmm..."
Parker held Jiahe's small hand and placed it on his penis, playing with her nipples: "So exciting!"
A strong sense of shame and excitement spread throughout Jiahe's body: "Mmm... ah... I'm going to come... give it to me... harder... husband..."
"Haha, you slut!" Bill, while passionately fucking Jiahe, stimulated Leng Bin's inner desires.
Leng Bin's voice trembled: "You are a bunch of beasts!"
Kameda covered his eyes with one hand: "Haha, how do you feel watching beasts fuck your girlfriend?"
Leng Bin trembled with anger, knowing that they were deliberately humiliating him, so he stopped talking.
Bill became more and more excited as he fucked her, each time thrusting to the deepest point.
"Ah... I'm being penetrated... ah... I can't take it anymore... husband... I love you..." Jiahe felt another wave of pleasure spread throughout her body.
"Tell me if you're a slut!" Bill roared.
"Husband... you're so powerful... I'm a slut... fuck me hard... ah..." Jiahe twisted her buttocks passionately.
Bill was thrilled to hear the Asian girl say he was powerful, a feeling of impending doom rising within him, his breathing becoming heavy: "Tell me! Is your boyfriend more powerful or am I?"
Jiahe paused for a moment without speaking, then Bill withdrew his penis and rubbed it against her clitoris: "Will you tell me or not?"
Jiahe writhed, a feeling of emptiness washing over her: "Give it to me... I'll tell you... You're powerful... Give it to me..."
Bill excitedly thrust in all the way!
"Ah... So good..." Jiahe arched her neck back, the intense pleasure making her tense her body as she reached orgasm.
Bill suppressed the urge to ejaculate, thrusting hard about twenty times, his penis trembling as he sprayed semen into her vagina!
Resting on Jiahe for a moment, Bill slowly withdrew his penis, a stream of cloudy white semen slowly flowing out of her vagina, which excited Kameda! He inserted his fingers into Jiahe's vagina, digging and drawing out more semen, wetting his hand, but Kameda's penis remained erect with excitement.
Kameda smeared his semen all over Jiahe's white breasts, making her look indescribably lewd. He impatiently unzipped his pants, then, holding his short penis, thrust it hard into Jiahe's vagina. "Damn! It's loose already!" Bill
pointed at his penis. "How could it not be loose after being fucked by my big cock?"
Jiahe felt the short penis inside her, her inner desire unsatisfied, but she still pretended to be excited: "Good brother...give it to me...faster..."
Hearing Jiahe's moans, Kameda became even more excited: "Fuck you to death! You slut!" At this moment, Kameda vented all his anger towards Leng Bin on Jiahe.
While covering his left eye with his hand, Kameda thrust his penis in and out: "Damn! Bitch, can't you moan a little?"
Jiahe could only feign excitement, "Ah...so powerful..." In reality, she felt it wasn't as stimulating as a black man's penis, but it was better than nothing.
Kameda's penis always gave people a feeling of unfulfilled desire, a feeling that made them crave even more.
Rather than saying that Kameda satisfied Jiahe's desires, it would be more accurate to say that Kameda's short penis rubbed and teased Jiahe's desires. Jiahe's vagina continuously flowed with glistening nectar, her desire reaching its peak.
Kameda, thinking himself superior, felt a surge of satisfaction as he made Jiahe nectar. A wave of pleasure spread through his body, and Kameda quickly withdrew his penis, shuddering as he ejaculated onto Jiahe's breasts. The
dirty liquid soaked her white breasts, but Kameda found it incredibly exciting.
Larry teased, "You're still as fast as ever!" He then thrust his penis straight in!
"Ah! It's in my cervix..." Although Larry was thin, his penis was unusually long, and Jiahe could barely enjoy it.
Larry also felt his glans pressing against her cervix, and Jiahe couldn't help but scream, "Ah..." A wave of pain spread throughout her body, yet she also craved more from him—a truly complex emotion.
Larry felt a small mouth tightly sucking on his glans, a sensation similar to oral sex. He slowly twisted his glans and withdrew his penis, the glans making a "pop" sound as it left the cervix, like the sound of a beer bottle cap being opened. Larry then thrust forcefully, this time feeling his entire glans penetrate the uterus. The cervix "bite" the glans, completely enveloping it. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable: "Ah..." Larry couldn't help but groan.
Larry picked up Jiahe, a visually stimulating sight. He used his penis to lift Jiahe's frail body, moving it up and down.
Jiahe felt like she was dying, clinging to Larry, her body convulsing, and she couldn't help but cry out: "Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm coming..."
A spasm inside her vagina, and Jiahe ejaculated, then collapsed limply onto Larry's shoulder.
Kameda couldn't help but look at Larry with envy. He had brought the girl to orgasm so effortlessly! It was truly a case of comparison being the thief of joy. Looking at his own penis, Kameda finally felt a pang of inferiority.
Jiahe felt like she was in a state of blissful intoxication, completely losing her senses and letting Larry do as he pleased. Larry was incredibly stamina-boosting, going at it for half an hour without ejaculating, while Jiahe experienced multiple orgasms before finally passing out.
Larry could no longer hold back, and a stream of cloudy white semen sprayed into Jiahe's vagina!
Chapter Eight: Kameda's Poisonous Scheme
"A Woman's Lament"
A thousand words cannot express my 　　feelings ,
a hundred times I lean on the railing in utter boredom, on the Double Ninth Festival
I climb high to see a lone goose,
in the Mid-Autumn Festival the moon is full but people are not reunited, on the fifteenth of the seventh month I burn incense and hold
candles to ask the heavens, 　　in the sweltering heat 　　of the sixth month everyone fans themselves but my heart is cold. In the fifth month the pomegranate blossoms 　　are like fire, yet they are met with bursts of cold rain, in the fourth month the loquats are not yet yellow, I look in the mirror and my heart is in turmoil. Suddenly, in the third month the peach blossoms drift away with the water. 　　Fluttering, in the second month the kite string breaks, alas! 　　My love, I wish in the next life you would be a woman and I a man. 　　After a group of black people finished venting, the tour guide, Kameda, realized that he had neglected the white people, and the three white people clearly looked displeased. 　　Kameda's eyes darted around: "Don't worry, brother, isn't there a young girl over there?" He pointed at me, and I didn't expect Kameda to target me. His hateful face filled me with disgust, so I fearfully shrank behind Ding Le. 　　Bald Bill, playing with a multi-tool, walked to Ding Le's side. 　　Ding Le, terrified, stumbled back a few steps, stammering, "W-what are you doing..." 　　Bill rubbed the knife against Ding Le's body twice. "Friend, lend me your girlfriend. Our white friends haven't had their turn yet." 　　The three white men looked at Bill gratefully, surprised by his actions. They stood up and patted Bill on the shoulder, "Thanks, brother!" 　　Bill laughed, "It's nothing, we're all friends. I have a shipment to get into the US, but I didn't have a channel before. If you guys act as insiders, we can make a fortune together, how about it?" 　　I realized that the "shipment" Bill was referring to was likely the rampant drugs in the US. I was also terrified of Bill; we women are naturally afraid of someone from the underworld. 　　York smiled, "Brother, no problem. We'll act as your insiders and handle sales. I happen to have some connections in this area." 　　The two groups were selling me out in the blink of an eye, but had I agreed? 　　Bill pulled out another $20,000 and placed it in front of me: "How about this as a meeting gift, miss?" 　　I didn't even look at the dollars, suppressing my fear, and said, "No interest!" 　　Bill was somewhat surprised, then turned to look at Ding Le. Ding Le gritted her teeth and trembled as she took the $20,000 and put it in her pocket: "Deal!" 　　I glared angrily at Ding Le: "You..." 　　Ding Le, feeling guilty, didn't dare to look at me and stepped aside. 　　Bill suddenly stared intently at the ground beneath my feet, bent down, wiped it with his hand, and even smelled it: "The smell of semen." 　　Then he looked down my leg and saw that there was still semen residue on my thigh. 　　Bill gave Ding Le and me a meaningful look: "So you two like to have sex here too!" 　　Then, staring into my eyes, he said, "Looks like you're quite lewd!" 　　I was speechless, only able to look at Ding Le with embarrassment and anger, but Ding Le pretended not to see it. Bill said to the three white men, "Now she's yours. You know, I initially had my eye on this chick. She's much prettier than Jia He, has a much better figure, and bigger breasts. Jia He is at most a B cup, while this girl is a C cup, almost a D cup!" 　　York couldn't wait to come over and place his hand on my breast, stroking it through my clothes. I was overwhelmed with shame and looked at Lao Li and Hu Yan for help, but both of them turned their faces away with shifty eyes, pretending not to know me. 　　My heart sank to the bottom. I understood; they had only ever treated me as a plaything, never treasuring me. 　　The coldness in my heart made me lose all will to struggle. York's large hand caressed my nipples through my short shirt: "Oh, little beauty, they're perky, so sensitive!" 　　The mixture of humiliation and excitement made my body even more sensitive, and my face gradually flushed. 　　I had an urge to take revenge on Hu Yan, Lao Li, and Ding Le, so I pressed York's large hand against my breasts and gasped, "Good brother, harder!" 　　Hu Yan, Lao Li, and Ding Le didn't expect me to suddenly become so proactive, and York was even more excited. He reached his hand into my clothes from the collar and played with my soft breasts: "Truly a wonder of the world, a little more would be too big, a little less would be too small, and that silky smoothness is unforgettable to touch." 　　The two brothers, Colin and Gino, lifted my skirt from behind, one lying face down with his pert buttocks and the other directly crawling into my skirt to lick my vulva. I just remembered that there was still semen left there and felt ashamed, but the two brothers didn't care and licked noisily. 　　Soon I felt hot and thirsty all over, and I tightly gripped the two brothers' necks with my legs: "Ah...give it to me..." 　　Colin's big mouth licked me very well, and a burning desire surged within my vagina. Colin, unable to resist any longer, pulled down his pants, took out his penis, and slapped it against my thigh: "Little girl, have you ever seen such a big penis?" 　　I turned my head and thought to myself, "White people are so arrogant, as expected." In reality, the penises of white people and Asians are about the same length and thickness, with no significant difference. The only obvious difference is that they have little or no hair. 　　For some reason, white people have always had a blind sense of self-confidence. They always think their penises are very strong, when in fact, the opposite is true. Black people's penises are obviously strong, while white people's are not. 　　Seeing that I didn't answer, Colin looked a little sullen, but perhaps out of revenge or impatience, York suddenly thrust his hips forward, and his entire penis suddenly slid in. 　　"Ah...it hurts..." I wasn't prepared and felt a little pain. 　　Colin chuckled, "Can you feel its thickness now?" 　　I wanted to turn around and glare at him, but I saw Hu Yan's furrowed brows. He was clearly jealous of my lewd appearance. Old Li seemed indifferent. Ding Le and Hu Yan had almost the same mentality. Although Ding Le accepted the $20,000, he still didn't want to see me with other men. Did he really consider himself my boyfriend? I laughed inwardly. He was just a spineless coward! 　　Out of revenge, I was completely immersed in the pleasure of Colin's penis rubbing against my vagina. Waves of tingling and itching spread throughout my body, and I reached orgasm in no time, my body tense as I enjoyed this moment of indulgence. 　　I have to admit that today was a decadent day. Three white men took turns, making me orgasm repeatedly, completely forgetting my situation. Perhaps men are visual creatures and have a perverse psychology. Seeing me being penetrated, the others were also eager, including the driver and the black man who had just ejaculated twice. They indulged in lust all night, venting their desires on me and Jiahe. 　　When I slowly woke up, my hair, breasts, labia, thighs, and buttocks were covered in dried semen. My fragmented memories told me that all the men on the bus that night, including the driver and Hu Yan, had had sex with me. Strangely enough, my vagina, which had been swollen and painful before, felt no pain after a short rest; I was simply exhausted. Jiahe wasn't in much better shape; a group of men were lying weakly asleep beside her, likely from excessive sexual activity. 　　A deep sense of confusion arose within me: What kind of person am I? 　　And what kind of people are they?

What is the true face of humanity?
Kameda had already woken up. Having regained his senses, he frowned deeply, whispering among himself and the black and white men, their conversation unclear.
A moment later, Kameda came to me and Jiahe: "Let's play a bondage game."
With that, the group lifted me and the unconscious Jiahe, tying us to a large tree.
Kameda took a syringe filled with a drug from his bag.
"What's this?" I asked warily, watching Kameda.
"Hehe, this is 'Forgetfulness Potion.' Don't blame us, we thought it was safest to erase your memories, otherwise who knows if you'd retaliate later." Kameda smiled sinisterly.
I panicked; everything had happened too fast, I hadn't even reacted: "Didn't you promise to take Jiahe away?" I asked Bald Bill.
Bill looked at Kameda: "Luckily, Mr. Kameda reminded me in time. It's too dangerous to bring her along. Only when both of you have no memory will it be safest."
I still didn't understand Bill's meaning. Suddenly, I caught sight of Leng Bin lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth. I finally understood that Kameda, out of revenge, had injected Leng Bin with poison. I wondered if he would become an idiot!
Jiahe and I were both witnesses, so he couldn't trust us. And that group of men had somehow reached an agreement and were now trusting each other. Even Hu Yan and the others had been won over. I sensed a conspiracy. I glared angrily at Hu Yan, who frowned and looked at me with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Kameda picked up the needle and slowly walked to Jiahe's side, injecting the liquid into Jiahe's muscle. Poor Jiahe was still dazed and unaware of her situation.
"Jiahe! Wake up!" I shouted, but the extremely exhausted Jiahe remained fast asleep.
A torrential rain fell from the sky, but it couldn't wash away the murky world.
The icy rain chilled my heart as well, but I calmed down, silently watching Kameda inject the poison into my body. I coldly looked at everyone: "I curse you all! Karma will eventually catch up with you, and you will all suffer the consequences!"
Death may not be frightening, but the coldness in one's heart and the indifference of others are truly terrifying!
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, illuminating the ugly faces of those around me. I felt my soul floating, as if detached from my body. This dizzying yet strangely comfortable feeling—was this what death felt like?
My vision blurred further, only brightening briefly in the instant the lightning struck. Suddenly, I saw the terrified looks in everyone's eyes. I wondered what they were so afraid of, but then I lost consciousness, enveloped in darkness…
I felt cold, colder than the rainy day. I could clearly feel my sensations, yet I could neither speak nor change them, only wander aimlessly…
without end…
without hope…
[The End]

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