[Urban Life] The Complete Library of the Four Treasuries: Urban Life Chapter - 1-3

[Excerpt] I inserted my penis into her vagina, slowly retreated to the edge of the bed, stood on the floor, reached my hands under her legs, lifted her up, and began thrusting in and out. She was very light, only about 90 pounds, extremely light, and holding her while making love wasn't tiring at all. Moreover, her hands were wrapped around my neck, her head buried in my chest, her thighs clamped around my hips, responding to my thrusts in and out. Even so, after hundreds of thrusts, my arms were exhausted. At this point, I pulled out, placed her on the floor, had her hold onto the headboard, spread her legs, and face up, spreading her snow-white, perky buttocks. With a lift of my penis, it entered her wet, slippery vagina, and while thrusting, I caressed her soft, white buttocks. While thrusting into her vagina, she soon couldn't stand anymore. I pushed her onto the bed and made her kneel, holding onto the bed with her hands. I held her waist with both hands, spread her legs, and sat behind her, letting her take my penis into her vagina. I thrust up and down, letting her control the rhythm herself. After a while, I saw that she couldn't take it anymore and kept squeezing my penis with her vagina, which felt very good. I flipped her over, spread her legs, and thrust into her vagina, speeding up and going all the way in. Soon, her eyes were half-closed and her whole body was trembling. At this time, I was also about to take it, so I speeded up even more, going all the way in. My penis was getting thicker and thicker. With her screams of orgasm and the rush of vaginal fluid, my glans sprang into her uterus in spurts. This sexual encounter was the only one I had with Xiaoyanzi. Not long after we made love, her husband finished his construction project and went home. I also had some family issues and left Xi'an to go home. Ten months later, she gave birth to twins. I was very happy, but I didn't ask who the father was. Perhaps not knowing is better than knowing. Even now, I often think about her…

Part 1: "Unfaithfulness" - Old Dreams

Old dreams

resurface. When we first met, her image floated in my heart. Gentle and affectionate, her beautiful face captivated all. A smile from her, and my heart fluttered. She was affectionate, but he was willing. Parting was silent, tears streaming down her face. Reluctantly saying goodbye, she said, "Be careful." Now we are separated by a thousand miles. In the dead of night, I am speechless, longing for her. I think of the sweet scenes of the past, regretting that I cannot return to my youth. The term "yatou" (丫头) is used for young girls. For a young girl, the prerequisite is that you must know her, and she must know you. Now, not many people understand this term. Nowadays, people change this affectionate term "yatou" to "lamei" (辣妹), regardless of whether they know each other.

The year I met Ya Tou, I was newly married and very young. A friend of mine lived in the countryside in the south, and he had a house in the northeast, so he rented it to me. Because he was a friend, the rent was very cheap, and I was basically just looking after the house for him. Since I had just gotten married, I was also very poor, so I moved in. The house wasn't small, a full 30 pings (approximately 13 square meters), with three bedrooms, a living room, and a bathroom. It felt a bit empty with just my husband and me living there.

We lived there for more than half a year. During that time, my landlord friend never said a word, and I sent the rent back to him in the south every month. One day, I suddenly received a call from the landlord. This landlord was from the countryside, and he spoke a bit incoherently. It took me a while to understand that he had another acquaintance who wanted to move in with me.

The landlord said the man was very simple-minded, a lone traveler who frequented Shandong province most of the time. He didn't normally need to rent a place, but since he had just gotten married and had a wife, he wanted a room temporarily, mainly for his wife. He might move to Shandong soon, so he asked me to discuss giving him a room. Since I couldn't refuse, the deal was settled.

A few days later, the landlord personally went north and brought the lone traveler and his wife to my place. Now I was a sub-landlord. The landlord's friend wanted the lone traveler to pay me the rent monthly, which was fine. The problem was… the lone traveler was very polite, and quite old, probably in his fifties. I was still under thirty that year. When I first saw the lone traveler's wife, I was stunned!

Following the solo traveler in, the landlord introduced his wife as a young woman under 20 (I later learned she was only 18). She was fair-skinned, not exactly beautiful, but young and with a good figure. Her luggage was minimal: four large suitcases, the kind you take abroad—four big suitcases, nothing else.

The landlord's friend introduced the solo traveler, surnamed Li. He immediately handed over his business card, repeatedly saying thank you and apologies, appearing quite polite. Introducing his wife was even simpler; he said she was young and naive, and I could just call her A-tou.

That was my first meeting with A-tou. Until the solo traveler moved with A-tou to Shandong, A-tou lived in "my house" for over a year, and I always called her A-tou, never knowing her real name.

Once the solo traveler settled in, he indeed spent more time in Shandong than in Northeast China. He would go to Shandong for at least ten days to half a month, and return to the Northeast for only one or two days. He would only stay at my house for a maximum of one night. Sometimes, it would be a whole month with just the girl. As a result, I had two women in my house. One was my wife, who was about 30 years old and heavily pregnant, about seven or eight months along. The other was a girl who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. The worst part was that once this girl stayed for a while and got to know me well, she didn't treat me like a man at all. Because it was summer, she would wear just a pair of shorts and a t-shirt all day at home, exposing a large section of her white thighs. That was fine, though. Sometimes she would go completely bare-chested and not even wear a bra. But this girl's breasts were quite large, bulging, and if she bent over slightly, you could almost see right through them. It made me really angry. I don't know if she was really pregnant or not, but she would just sway back and forth all day long.

Whenever the shopper came back, he would only stay one night and then disappear again the next day. The girl didn't seem to care whether her husband was home or not; she always acted that way. The shopper didn't seem to care either. The more I looked at this couple, the stranger they seemed. A man in his fifties was never home, sometimes for ten days or half a month at a time, and when he did come home, he only stayed one night. His wife was only seventeen or eighteen. How could this man be so carefree? Unfortunately, I couldn't find the shopper, so I had to ask the girl.

I found a time when my wife was home, but I was too afraid to be alone with the girl. I didn't know how she was outside, but at home, with her outfit—hot pants so short they barely covered her underwear, revealing a large expanse of her white thighs, a t-shirt without a bra, and her nipples barely visible—who knew what might happen if I was alone with her? So I had to have my wife with me to dare talk to the girl face-to-face.

As soon as A-tou heard I had something to ask her, she suddenly sat down next to me, still dressed the same as before. I looked at A-tou; my wife was right next to me, and A-tou was just leaning against me, nothing seemed to happen. I sat on the sofa, with a woman on each side, one of whom was dressed very scantily and was very young. The unique fragrance of a young girl wafted over me, and for a moment, I felt an impulse, an urge to reach out and hug A-tou. I took

a deep breath and slowly exhaled. A-tou sat quietly, waiting for me to ask her.

Slowly suppressing the pink thoughts in my heart, I asked the question I wanted to ask. It was the first time I had spoken to my daughter at such close range. She was right next to me. If it weren't for my wife, just my daughter and me... My daughter listened as I asked her, "Daughter, your husband is always going to Shandong, and he's gone for so many days at a time. What kind of business is he doing?"

I had to find out. With such a person living in our house, constantly traveling between Northeast China and Shandong, and often not at home, if something were to happen, I'd be the scapegoat.

My daughter had no idea what I was thinking. As soon as she heard my question,

she immediately said, "Coffin!" These two words were completely incomprehensible to me. "Coffin," I knew, everyone knows what a coffin is. The problem was that it was such a huge and heavy thing. Had the people of Shandong gone mad, buying coffins from Northeast China? Nobody sells coffins in Hong Kong!

I really didn't understand. I turned to look at my wife, who was also looking at me. I knew she was like me, understanding but not really comprehending.

Knowing I didn't understand, A-tou added, "A coffin, a jade coffin, made of jade, small, for holding ashes, not one of those big ones."

"Oh!"

I let out a long "oh," a coffin like that.

A-tou, worried I still didn't understand, continued, "It's a coffin made of jade, that kind of Taiwanese jade, like jade bracelets." As she spoke, she pointed to her wrist. A-tou's thighs were quite white, but her arms weren't as white, yet because of her youth, her arms looked translucent, her fingers slender, giving one the feeling of wanting to take a bite.

"I know, I know."

I reached out and pressed down on A-tou, who was making a gesture. This touch made direct contact with A-tou's arm, and the moment I touched her arm, a smooth, slightly cool sensation spread through my heart.

Touching another woman in front of my wife, even though it was just a slight touch, gave me a dazed feeling. I quickly withdrew my hand and asked my daughter, "Why does your husband leave after just one night every time he comes back?"

My daughter looked at me and said, "He goes to Hualien. Besides jade, he also wants some marble products. Hualien produces marble, and he always goes to Hualien to bring some back to Hong Kong."

I gradually understood the smuggler's itinerary. Although the smuggler lived in "my" house, he was actually not as familiar with me as my daughter. This daughter was quite interesting. She was not as clueless as the smuggler claimed. My daughter said her family was very poor, living in the mountains. Girls couldn't help with household chores and earn money, so her father was so poor that he sold her. The one who bought her was the smuggler, introduced by the landlord!

When I first heard this, I was genuinely shocked. It's said that no one starved to death in Northeast China (this happened a few years ago, around 1995, when China's economy was just beginning to take off, but there were still many poor people in the countryside and mountains). How could someone be selling their own daughter, and I just happened to witness it? But my daughter seemed resigned to her fate. In the mountains, there were really no other options. She had at least graduated from elementary school, and the trafficker was willing to pay, even saying he would take her to Shandong in the future. He had no choice but to earn some money for the family, so my daughter didn't complain and went with the trafficker. Listening to this, I felt like I was back in 1930s Shanghai, selling children, and the children accepting their fate—ha, I don't even know how to describe it!

As A-tou spoke, she leaned closer to me, her face resting on my shoulder, her eyes closed, one hand tightly gripping mine, most of her body leaning against me, half her chest pressed against my arm. A wave of youthful fragrance assaulted my senses, and her full breasts pressed against my arm, making my head spin and my lower body rapidly engorged with blood. I turned to look at the room; my wife, heavily pregnant, couldn't sit for long and had already gone into the room to lie down. Only A-tou and I remained on the sofa.

Suddenly, A-tou rolled over, pressing her entire chest against mine, her arms wrapped around me, her cheek against mine, and whispered in my ear, "Hold me, hold me!"

A-tou's closeness, her breasts pressed against my chest through only two thin layers of clothing, her delicate cheek against mine, caused my penis to swell. My erection, confined within my trousers, felt somewhat uncomfortable. I shifted slightly to create more space for my hard penis, and while still holding A-tou, I gently stroked her back through her clothes, saying, "A-tou, my wife is in the room; it wouldn't be good if she saw us!"

A girl turned her mouth to the side, blocking mine. Her tongue was already inside mine, a stream of saliva flowing from her tongue into my mouth. I couldn't help but cup her cheeks in my hands, using my tongue to push it back into her mouth. Then I forcefully thrust my tongue into her mouth, sucking for a while. She made soft "mmm, mmm" sounds. After a while, she pushed me away, panting, "Don't be afraid." She paused, then added, "Pregnant women get tired easily; they fall asleep as soon as they lie down. Let's be quiet, we won't wake her."

"Quietly?" Good heavens, holding a woman in my arms, kissing her passionately, my penis almost bursting through my pants, and this woman was telling me to be quiet.

As soon as she finished speaking, she crossed her arms, pulled up the bottom of her t-shirt, and it came off.

A-tou was only wearing a t-shirt, and when she took it off, her upper body was completely naked. It was the first time I had ever seen A-tou's naked body. Her chest was white, her two breasts were round and full, the nipples were erect, and the areolas were small, surrounded by a light pink ring. Her lower abdomen was flat. It was a beautiful and radiant young girl's body, even more beautiful than my pregnant wife. A-tou

, with her bare upper body, reached out and unbuttoned my shirt one button at a time. Before I could even take my shirt off, her bare upper body was pressed against my chest, her breasts pressed tightly against me. She continued to take off my shirt.

The two bare bodies were pressed tightly together. Although A-tou was already married, because she had only recently lost her virginity, her breasts were soft yet firm, and I could feel the two hard nipples pressing against my chest.

I stopped talking, reached out, unbuttoned A-tou's shorts, and pulled them down.

A-tou lifted her buttocks, and the shorts were off. I couldn't see what kind of shorts A-tou had, but holding them with both hands, A-tou lifted her buttocks again, and A-tou was completely naked.

I was busy taking off A-tou's pants, and A-tou was also taking off my pants, almost simultaneously. We were both completely naked.

Naked A-tou straddled me, reached out and guided my erect penis, and with a slight guidance, my penis was already pressed against A-tou's vagina. I saw A-tou exert force, sit down, and with a "thud," my burning penis was fully inserted into A-tou's tight vagina.

Aya hugged me, let out an "Oh," and started to rise and fall with her hips. Her tight little pussy gripped my penis tightly. With each rise and fall, Aya let out an "Oh, oh." I held Aya with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, saying, "Don't make a sound, don't shout, or you'll be done for if you wake my wife.

" Aya made a "Mmm" sound and intensified her hip movements. Perhaps to avoid waking her sleeping wife inside, or perhaps because of the pressure from Aya's tight little pussy, my orgasm came quickly. A tingling sensation ran up my spine. I hugged Aya with both hands and said, "Aya, I'm going to cum."

Aya didn't answer, only made a "Mmm," and hugged me tightly. Before I even ejaculated, Aya's pussy had already started contracting in waves; she orgasmed even faster than me.

During Aya's climax, my penis trembled, and gushes of hot semen shot into her vagina.

Holding her tightly, after the climax subsided, I said to Aya, "Okay, get up, don't wake my wife!"

Aya hummed in agreement, grabbed her panties with her right hand, picked up her t-shirt with her left, lifted her buttocks, covered her vagina with her left t-shirt, and quickly gripped my gradually softening penis with her panties in her right hand. At the same time, she squatted down, her free left hand cupping my scrotum, while her right panties wiped my penis, which was covered in her vaginal fluid. She tilted her head slightly, pouted her lips, and made a kissing motion.

I laughed, enjoying the way A-tou rubbed my penis, while pointing my right index finger at her pouting lips and saying, "Feels good, doesn't it!"

"I won't tell you!" A-tou retorted, her right hand reaching between her legs, covering her vulva through her t-shirt, standing up, holding her panties in one hand, and quickly going into her room.

Watching A-tou's naked back as she entered the room, and then looking at my limp penis, I quickly got dressed.

I sat back on the sofa, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, tilted my head back, and slowly exhaled, watching a plume of white smoke rise. In the hazy smoke, right here, separated from my wife by a door, was young A-tou... I looked at the two doors, wondering what tomorrow would bring. I stubbed out the cigarette and went into my room...

"Ring...ring..."

At 6:30 in the morning, every day at this time, the alarm clock rang on time. My wife's due date hadn't arrived yet, so she still had to get up early to prepare for work at 8 o'clock.

"Lazybones, get up! Still sleeping?" My wife is always the first to get up.

"Yeah! I'm up, I'm up!" I straightened up, sat up, and turned to look at my wife. Her low-cut nightgown revealed her two full breasts. Because of her pregnancy, her breasts looked even fuller, and her nipples, not yet fully developed, were still pink. I deliberately avoided looking at her protruding belly, and through her clothes, I grabbed her full breasts with both hands. Hey! I couldn't even hold them in one hand!

"What are you doing? Stop making noise so early in the morning!" My wife reached out and pulled my hands away from her breasts.

"It's rock hard this early in the morning!"

I pulled back the covers and pointed to my erect penis.

My wife reached out and grabbed my erect penis: "I'll help you cool down when you get back tonight. Stop making a fuss now, you have to go to work, it's not good to be late!"

"Phew!" I let out a deep breath. Even through the layer of underwear, the warm feeling of a woman holding my penis was completely different from my own hands.

My wife gripped my penis tightly twice, then released it, saying, "Time to wash your face!" and walked out of the room.

Watching my wife's retreating figure, I got up, put on my clothes, and the playful banter of the morning put my mind at ease. My wife was completely unaware of the passionate encounter with my daughter in the living room last night. My daughter was right; pregnant women are easily fatigued and sleep soundly.

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I turned and left the bathroom. My daughter was standing at her bedroom door, smiling at me. She was still wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Looking at her white thighs, I remembered how naked she had been the night before. In my haste, I hadn't really looked closely at her naked body. Just as I was thinking about her naked body, my wife's voice rang out: "Are you done? Breakfast is ready!" "

Oh! Ready, ready!" I replied to my wife, then said to my daughter, "Daughter, let's have breakfast together."

My daughter smiled but didn't answer. My wife's voice came again: "Yes, breakfast. Fried dough sticks, sesame flatbread, and iced soy milk. My daughter bought it. You didn't need to ask, hurry up!"

"Hey!"

I looked at my daughter, unsure what to say. My daughter made a face at me and turned to my wife at the table, saying, "Sister-in-law, I'll do it!"

The two women worked together, and three breakfasts, one for each of them, were already on the table.

I sat down at the dining table, glanced at my wife and daughter, then at the sesame seed cakes, fried dough sticks, and iced soy milk on the table. I cautiously asked, "Did you buy this, daughter?"

My wife glared at me. "I didn't go out. Did the sesame seed cakes and fried dough sticks come to me by themselves?"

My daughter, one hand supporting her chin and the other holding the iced soy milk, said slowly and thoughtfully, "I got up a little early today, so I went to buy some breakfast." She paused and then asked, "Do you like it?" " Yes,

yes! Sesame seed cakes, fried dough sticks, and iced soy milk are just what I like." As soon as she finished speaking, she took a big bite of the sesame seed cake and fried dough stick.

"You bought breakfast, and you don't even say thank you? Who do you think you are!" My wife added after I took a bite.

Before I had even swallowed the bite, with my mouth full of food, I quickly said, "Thank you, daughter!"

Covering her mouth with one hand, my daughter smiled but didn't reply, just staring at me.

It's rare to have the chance to look directly at A-tou at such close range, so I took the opportunity to get a good look at her, especially her face.

Her hair was medium length, just reaching her shoulders, and her face was surprisingly oval-shaped, the kind of oval face you see in paintings of classical beauties. Her eyebrows were neither thick nor sparse, her nose looked very straight, and the two prominent lines below her nose and above her mouth were particularly striking. As for her lips, well, this A-tou had actually put on rouge early in the morning. Her red lips weren't big, but the angles of her rouge-covered lips were sharp. Her chin had a beautiful curve. Her ears were covered by her hair and couldn't be seen. Her cheeks looked rosy, probably because she was young, with a slight pink tinge on her cheeks. Overall, she wasn't particularly beautiful, but she gave off the feeling of looking at a young girl in a painting.

The girl ate her fried dough sticks and sesame flatbread in small bites, occasionally sipping her soy milk. She glanced at my wife, then turned to me and asked, "Hey, are you free today?"

"Are you free today?" What was this girl doing? In broad daylight, with my wife right next to me, she actually asked me, "Are you free today?" Of course I was free, but because of my wife, I had to play it safe.

"Yes!"

I replied to the girl, then asked, "Why?"

This time, the girl didn't answer me directly. She went straight to my wife and said, "Sister-in-law, I have something to do today. I need to go to Songshan, but I don't know the way, and I'm a little scared to go alone. Can I borrow your husband to come with me?"

This girl was lying; she was using her sweet talk on my wife. I wonder how my wife would react.

Without a second thought, my wife immediately chimed in, "Hey, help my daughter out! Take her somewhere sometime. She hasn't been in Taipei long, and Songshan is far away. What if she gets lost?"

"Sure, sure," I replied. This was called being ordered to cheat. My daughter had approached me last night, and she was planning it again today. This time, she was being open about it, but my wife didn't understand. But what could she do? With such a young and beautiful woman at home, something was bound to happen sooner or later, especially since she was heavily pregnant. Although we still had sex, the frequency had increased, which made me angry. I didn't care about my wife's pregnancy and insisted on having sex with her. But my wife kept saying things like, "It's not good to be pregnant," "Once a week is enough," and "Be careful not to put pressure on your belly," and so on.

A heavily pregnant woman's abdomen presses against her uterus, pushing it forward. During sex, my wife reaches orgasm very quickly, sometimes even two or three times in a row. However, because of her pregnancy, many positions are restricted; she can only perform the standard positions and has to be careful not to press on her belly, making it less than satisfying.

Now, a girl is filling that void. My wife doesn't know yet, and her husband is far away in Hong Kong, so of course he knows even less. But what will happen in the future? If I sleep with this girl during the day, and my wife wants a checkup at night, how will I explain it?

I quickly pulled myself back to reality and told my daughter, "I'll go out for a bit this morning to make some adjustments. I'll be back around noon, and then we'll go to Songshan together, okay?"

"Okay!" my daughter hummed in agreement, then added, "I'll cook lunch, you come back for lunch, and then we'll go."

Turning to my wife, I said, "Sister-in-law, thank you!"

My wife looked at me and said, "Look, they're inviting you to lunch! Do your part and help them out!"

"Yes, yes, I'll definitely help!" How do you know I won't help? I helped her last night, and it looks like I'll have to help her again today. This time, I'll help her properly, thoroughly…

"Okay, that's it. I'll be back around noon. Let's hurry up and finish breakfast, there's traffic this morning! We'll be late if we delay any longer."

It wasn't noon yet, around 11:30, when I got home and parked my scooter. When we got married, finances weren't good, we couldn't afford a car, so we bought a scooter, a Suzuki 100. The Japanese pronunciation of Suzuki sounds like "shushu qu" (meaning "loose" or "unlucky"), but for A-tou, I would never "lost."

Opening the door, a delicious aroma of food wafted in. Looks like A-tou really cooked!

Pulling back the screen window, I entered the living room. A-tou's voice came from the kitchen: "A-tou, you're back. It'll be ready soon." "

A-tou, don't rush, it's just lunch, two bento boxes will do."

"Coming!" A-tou said, holding a plate that looked red. I couldn't immediately tell what it was because I was already drawn to A-tou's clothes; what she was holding didn't seem to matter anymore!

A-tou came out of the kitchen and placed the plate she was carrying on the table. There was a 90-degree turn in between, and as she turned, I saw her bare back – no bra straps, no panties, just a smooth, bare back. Only the strap of an apron was tied in a bow at her buttocks, revealing her smooth, white buttocks and long, shapely legs.

With that one look, I was defeated. Looking at A-tou's youthful body, clad only in an apron, I felt like I'd been struck on a magic spell; I just stood there, my penis springing up like a spring.

Sometimes when my friends talk about romance, I often loudly proclaim: "Even if a woman is completely naked, as long as I don't touch her body, don't even think about me getting hard!"

My penis was already hard without even being touched. This girl, she was completely naked in front of me last night, and her reaction wasn't this intense. How come she reacted so strongly today just by seeing her bare back and big white butt? What will I do if I stop for a while?

No, no, I took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, then inhaled again, then exhaled again. I only took two deep breaths before Ya Tou put down her plate, walked towards me, reached out and hooked her arms around my neck, then gave me a kiss.

A warm, smooth, and tender body pressed against me, her breasts only separated by a thin layer of fabric, pressed tightly against my chest. My penis was no longer under my control, hard as iron, pressing against Ya Tou's inner thigh. Ya

Tou reacted immediately, reaching down and grabbing my hard penis through her pants, moaning "Mmm!"

My left hand caressed Ya Tou's smooth back, while my right hand gently stroked her bare buttocks.

I knew Ya Tou had set a pink trap today, but I didn't expect it to be so direct. I fell deeply in love the moment I walked in. This Ya Tou, she's got a way with people, she really knows how to do things.

After a passionate kiss, A-tou pushed me away, her right hand still gripping my erect penis. She said, "Eat something first, the food's still hot. After we eat, we'll have some fun..."

Eating, joking—I was in the throes of passion, my penis burning hot. How could I hold back without taking care of it?

"No, let's have sex first!" My right hand reached up from A-tou's plump buttocks, found the bow, and yanked it off. The apron was off A-tou's body, and now she was naked again. A

-tou's lips rubbed against my cheek, moving from one side to the other. Her hands had already unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, saying, "Even if we don't eat first... we still need to... take a... shower..."

Because it was summer, once the shirt was off, I was naked from the waist up. A-tou's breasts pressed against my chest, and I immediately felt her two hard nipples slowly rubbing against my chest. "Oh!" A tingling sensation spread throughout my body.

I didn't care about showering or not, especially since A-tou had already taken off my trousers, leaving me only in my underwear. A-tou reached out and tried to pull down my underwear, but because of her awkward posture, she couldn't get it off right away.

I kicked off my shoes, and with a slight effort, I swept A-tou up in my arms. A-tou let out a soft gasp, hooking her arms around my neck. She lifted her head, her lips very close to mine. I lowered my head, and my tongue slipped into her mouth. I took a step forward, carrying A-tou into her room.

Holding A-tou, I fell onto the bed, our lips still pressed together, while our four hands were busy roaming over each other's bodies.

Aya's skin was smooth and delicate, especially her breasts and thighs, which felt slightly cool to the touch. I ran my hands all over Aya's body, and she still remembered that I was wearing underwear. This time, she immediately took off my underwear and grabbed my hard, burning penis. Using both hands, she grabbed my penis with one hand and touched my scrotum with the other.

When my hard, burning penis was held and rubbed by Aya's soft, delicate hands, waves of tingling sensations went straight to my heart. The feeling was no less pleasurable than ejaculation.

While enjoying the friction of her hands on my penis, I continued to press my tongue against hers, while my hands attacked from two directions. One hand grasped her 34-inch breasts, gently kneading her hard nipples with two fingers. The other hand reached into her thighs, tracing the inner thighs inwards. When my hand reached the bulge between her legs, the first thing I touched was a fine, soft, curly tuft of pubic hair, starting from her lower abdomen and extending downwards. The feel of my hand told me that she seemed to have quite a lot of pubic hair. My

fingers followed the pubic hair downwards, finding the cleft. My index finger probed and immediately found a round, protruding little fleshy ball.

Finding the little fleshy ball, I pinched it with two fingers and slowly rubbed it. Her moans, "Ugh, ugh,"

came one after another. My middle finger traced the edge of the cleft, making a few circles, before suddenly thrusting into her vagina.

As soon as my middle finger entered her vagina, I felt a tightening sensation, and her juices flowed freely.

My middle finger remained inside, while the other two fingers, pinching and rubbing her clitoris, continued to massage and rub.

She moaned softly, her lips leaving my kiss as I massaged her clitoris; drool clung to the corners of her wet mouth. This girl was probably so comfortable that she was drooling.

I pressed my cheek against her pink cheek, her hand still gripping my burning penis. My two-pronged attack continued, my hand pinching her nipples, alternating between her breasts, while my fingers occasionally moved in and out of her vagina, the focus remaining on massaging her clitoris.

She let out a series of indistinct moans, her hand loosening its grip on my penis, her toes contracting, her vaginal walls contracting in waves, and her juices gushing out. She had her first orgasm.

As her vagina contracted, A-tou's limbs flattened out, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, wetting my palm. I

pulled my hand away from A-tou's vagina and grabbed some toilet paper from the bedside table to wipe my wet hand.

I straightened my back, changing from a tight embrace with A-tou to a sitting position. Looking at A-tou's flattened limbs, I had wanted to take a good look at her naked body. Twice, when I held A-tou naked, I didn't have time to properly appreciate the young girl's body. Now, with my hot penis erect and looking at A-tou after her orgasm, I didn't hesitate any longer. I pulled A-tou's legs up and placed them on my shoulders. With one hand holding my penis and the other parting A-tou's vaginal opening, I thrust my waist forward, and one glans squeezed into A-tou's vagina. A-tou let out a soft "hmm."

A young girl, barely 20 years old; as soon as my penis entered her vagina, it was tightly gripped. With a thrust of my hips, her vagina, overflowing with lustful fluids, finally allowed my penis to penetrate fully.

Her moans came one after another. I slowly withdrew my penis, then quickly thrust it in again. But her vagina was so tight and pliable; pulling out was difficult, and inserting was even harder. Each time I thrust, the glans was gripped tightly by the vaginal walls, the tip of my penis trembling with each thrust.

With each thrust, she let out a soft moan, her hands completely powerless to lift, her eyes tightly closed. Each impact of my penis into her vagina caused her breasts to sway, the pink nipples and areolas bobbing with each impact. Looking closely, the shimmering pink resembled peach blossoms swaying in the wind.

Aya's legs, which were resting on my shoulders, seemed to be straining again. I knew her orgasm was coming again.

Rushing to ejaculate into her vagina during her second orgasm, I lowered her legs from my shoulders, bringing them together. I lay on top of her, feeling her hardened nipples against my chest, my penis thrusting powerfully between her tightly pressed legs.

Aya, almost unconscious, suddenly clung to me tightly, moaning softly. Her vagina contracted strongly; her second orgasm had arrived. My

already tense nerves suddenly relaxed. I gripped her neck, my cheek pressed against hers, my breathing rapid. My glans opened, and a stream of semen shot deep into her vagina.

I gripped A-tou's neck tightly, chuckling softly, but A-tou remained motionless, her mouth wide open, panting.

My penis twitched a few more times, then, after ejaculating, it remained deeply inside A-tou's vagina. I released my grip on her neck, collapsing weakly onto her body for a long, long time… My limp penis slid out of her vagina. I grabbed a stack of toilet paper and stuffed it between A-tou's legs, then turned over and lay flat on the bed, my right hand still resting on her breasts, two fingers still pinching her right nipple.

A soft voice seemed to come from the clouds, "Am I dead…? It feels so good… like… in the sky… floating… with the clouds…" A-tou's voice rang out gently.

I lay still and replied to A-tou, "Clean yourself up, the sheets are probably all wet."

A-tou rolled over, straddling me, pressing her ample breasts against my chest, holding my head in her hands, and forcefully shoving her tongue into my mouth.

A-tou made a few "mmm, mmm" sounds, stopped kissing, and, supporting herself with her hands, placed her delicate pink face above mine. A-tou said, "So comfortable, I've never felt so comfortable before."

I stretched out my arms and hugged my daughter, saying, "You just had two orgasms."

"Mmm! That's great!"

"Of course it's great, haven't you ever had one before?"

"No way!" "

Hey! What did your husband do? How come he didn't make you orgasm?"

"Him? He's an old slut. If he weren't rich, I wouldn't be with him!"

"Daughter! Don't say that. He's your legal husband, and besides, he still gives you living expenses."

I hurriedly said a few words for the client, otherwise, it would be a small matter if the old man and the young woman quarreled, but if my daughter started pestering me, that would be troublesome.

"Really! Every time he comes back, he rushes to bed and goes soft in no time. Unlike you, you make me feel so good!"

I couldn't help but smile wryly and said to my wife, "Wife! Your husband is a bit older, his sexual ability can't compare to ours, but his financial ability is much better than mine. Don't overthink it!"

"Let's not talk about that old turtle, let's do it again." My wife said, while her hand gripped my penis and moved it up and down.

I was shocked and quickly stopped her. "Wife, no, stop teasing me. I need to save my energy for my wife tonight." My wife

chuckled. "You men! Humph!"

"Wife! We have a long life ahead of us, take it slow. As long as you don't move out, you don't have to worry about me running away!" In order to deal with my wife that night, I had to suppress the urge to have another round with my wife.

"Okay! I'll let you off this time. You deal with your sister-in-law tonight, we'll come back tomorrow," A-tou said with a grin.

"Tomorrow! I..." A-tou was like flour stuck to my hands, impossible to shake off. What to do tomorrow?

As a man, if his wife wasn't the result of a long and arduous pursuit, he wouldn't dare show his face in public.

I am, so I could talk for three days and three nights about how to pursue a wife.

As a successful man, behind him, besides a pair of warm hands rocking the cradle, there's often another pair of hands that don't rock the cradle—we collectively call these "mistresses."

I'm not a successful man, not even close to being successful. I'm under 30, just married, working for a small company, my monthly income barely enough to make ends meet. Forget about a house, I don't even own a car. And yet, like those successful men, besides a pair of hands rocking the cradle, I also have another pair of hands that don't rock the cradle…

A-tou.

It wasn't me who went looking for her. Ever since a young girl suddenly appeared in our house, I'd been worried. Sure enough, only a month after she moved in, this idiot fell for her young, vibrant body. The first time she came to me, I was secretly thrilled. The second time, when I took off her clothes, I was captivated by that 18-year-old girl's energetic, full breasts and long, fair legs. Now, she compares me to her husband and kicks him out, calling him an old turtle. I'm really in a mess. Other men keep women outside, keeping them as mistresses. This idiot of mine actually got a woman in my own home, face to face with her every day, with no way to escape.

Thinking back on this whole thing, I really have to blame my wife. If she hadn't been heavily pregnant, our daughter would never have had a chance. Now, she's experienced the pleasure of sex and realized that this kind of happiness is something her husband can't give her, so she's practically glued to me. Actually, I should slap myself too. If I'm going to have sex with a woman, I should just enjoy myself. Why did I have to make our daughter have two orgasms? Our daughter is so young and inexperienced. She doesn't know that sex can make a woman feel like she's in heaven. I was such an idiot, thinking I was so great. The first time was fine, but the second time she was completely blown away. No wonder she wanted a third time... Coincidentally, there was something at work that required someone to go to the south. I volunteered and went for two days and one night.

I returned two days later, arriving home around 8 PM that night. As soon as I opened the front door, I heard a man's voice inside. This was strange, as the only other man in the house besides myself was my daughter's husband. Could it be that her husband had come home? I went inside and, sure enough, I saw the porter.

The porter was overjoyed to see me and, after a few words, pulled me outside. My wife didn't say anything, but my daughter protested. I had only been away for two days, while her husband hadn't been seen for half a month. However, judging from my daughter's expression, she seemed upset that her husband had suddenly returned.

I didn't know why the porter wanted to pull me out, but since he rarely came home, it would be good to talk to him. So I told my daughter, "Men can talk, have a couple of drinks, it's fine."

As soon as A-tou heard me speak, he stopped arguing and only added, "Don't come back drunk!"

Not far from home, at a roadside stall, a few dishes of snacks and a few bottles of Shaoxing wine, an old man and a young man drank for a full three hours. When we got home, it was almost midnight. My wife was already in bed, but A-tou was still waiting. Seeing that we weren't drunk, A-tou was relieved.

While A-tou was talking to me, the man went into the room and brought out two bottles of wine and two packs of cigarettes, shoving them into my hand.

"Brother! This wine is XO, bought from customs. Keep it and drink as much as you like. The cigarettes aren't worth much, I just brought them back. At least you have some cigarettes, keep them!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take them." After accepting the XO and cigarettes, I said to A-tou, "A-tou, it's almost midnight, go to sleep!"

A-tou pouted and went into the room.

I exchanged a glance with the swindler, nodded, and went into the room.

Lying on the bed, looking at my wife beside me, and thinking about the swindler's words, I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings!

The swindler's words were both simple and helpless; he had made some money and wanted to find a wife, hoping to have a son to make his later years easier. He was worried that older women might not be able to have children, and he also feared that women were only after his money, so he had to look for younger women. After searching around, he found a girl from the mountains. He agreed that she might not return to her parents' home, and he spent several hundred thousand yuan to buy her out of her family. Before taking her to Shandong, he

wanted her to stay in Northeast China for a while to adapt to city life. He was afraid that leaving the girl alone in Northeast China would cause her to run away, so through connections, he found me, a simple-minded man from the countryside, to stay with her temporarily. He didn't want her to succumb to temptation and follow a gigolo. If she didn't come back, that would be a big problem, not just the money. So he wanted me to spend some time with her, even sleep with her, as long as it was better than her running away.

When I heard this, I was utterly astonished. Although I had slept with her, I couldn't very well admit it. Yet this guy insisted on having drinks with me, wanting me to watch over her while he also wanted me to sleep with her. The world is truly full of strange things. Of course, I refused outright, saying I shouldn't mess with a friend's wife. He begged and pleaded, finally offering me 20,000 NTD in cash (back then, a 30-ping apartment cost about 3,000 NTD a month) as payment for taking her to a hotel.

Since he was offering to pay for the room, I pretended to be extremely reluctant and accepted his money. He thanked me profusely, practically kneeling down. His words were simple: "Do whatever you want, just don't let her run away."

To prevent her from running away, the only way was through sex. This girl had just tasted the sweetness of sex; I just needed to spend some time with her, and she wouldn't run away.

The next day, the single man was home, and he took A-tou out for a trip. I was fine. The third day, the single man left again at noon. When I came back in the evening, A-tou's expression was a bit strange.

While my wife was taking a shower, I asked A-tou, "A-tou, what's wrong? You look unhappy!"

"You're one to talk! That old turtle has been bothering me for two nights, and every time he makes me uncomfortable!" A-tou suddenly hugged me and reached out to grab my penis.

I quickly blocked A-tou's hand, not letting her touch my penis. I said anxiously, "A-tou, not now. If you touch it, I'll get hard. What will I do when my wife comes out of the shower?"

"Then come back again tomorrow. You're so good. It feels so good with you!" A-tou said, pressing her breasts against mine again.

"Okay, okay, I'll be back tomorrow at noon. Don't rush, my wife will know soon enough!"

He pushed A-tou away slightly, otherwise his penis would get hard again if she pressed against him.

"Then give me a kiss!" A-tou said, sticking out her tongue.

"Kiss, kiss, then go back to the room!" He put his hands on A-tou's shoulders and quickly kissed her tongue.

It was incredible; the slightest touch caused his penis to react immediately. He quickly shooed A-tou into the room.

The next day at noon, he returned home as promised.

As soon as he entered, A-tou flew into his arms.

Holding A-tou, he looked her up and down. Hmm! She was normal today, wearing a dress that revealed half of her white thighs.

A-tou hugged me, her tongue darting into my mouth, her breasts pressed tightly against my chest. I immediately felt a warm sensation travel from my chest to my brain. Our tongues intertwined a few times, then I pushed her away, saying, "Don't rush, don't rush, take it slow. Have you eaten?"

"I don't want to eat! With you here, I won't eat anything!" A-tou still held me tightly, her breasts rubbing heavily against my chest, until my penis became hard!

A-tou immediately sensed this, her right hand reaching down, pulling open my pants, and slipping her hand inside my crotch, pulling out my gradually hardening penis and grabbing it.

A-tou's hand was soft, delicate, and slightly cool; the moment her hand grasped it, my penis became even harder.

"It's so hard, and it's hot too!" A-tou looked down and said, "It's so thick, how can it fit into my hole? My hole is so small..."

"I've already done it, why are you still doubting it!"

I said, placing one hand on A-tou's butt and gently pinching her cheek with the other.

A-tou held my hard penis in one hand and hugged me with the other, breathing heavily, and said, "Put it in me, put it in me quickly, I want it..."

After a slight hesitation, I said, "Slow down, A-tou, you have too much hair there, shave it first so I can see it clearly..."

"Ah!" A-tou exclaimed and said, "You don't like my hair!"

"No, you have too much hair, it's not suitable to play other tricks!"

I teased A-tou's interest.

"What tricks?" A-tou looked confused.

"Don't rush, shave your hair, I'll teach you!"

I said, pulling down the zipper behind A-tou's back.

Her breasts, braless, stood proudly erect, the two small nipples on her pink areolas already hard. Aya's breasts were indeed quite large; perhaps it was from working in the mountains, who knows? She

quickly took off her clothes, grabbed some scissors, and pulled Aya into the bathroom.

She instructed Aya to stand with her back against the wall, one leg raised as high as possible, then picked up the scissors and quickly trimmed most of Aya's thick pubic hair.

A-tou looked down at her vulva and said, "It looks awful!"

"It'll be beautiful once it's shaved clean!"

I put away the scissors, took out the razor, and wet A-tou's vulva with some water. A-tou exclaimed, "So cool..."

I didn't say anything, took out my own shaving cream, squeezed out a handful, and applied it to A-tou's short pubic hair. I used the razor to trim the hair around her vulva first. After shaving all the pubic hair around her vulva, what was left were some pubic hairs growing next to her labia majora.

I used my left hand to pull A-tou's labia majora and gently shaved with the razor in my right hand. A-tou was already moaning. Listening to A-tou's moans, I didn't stop, saying, "What, you're already enjoying it before it even starts..."

"Yes...it feels good...so good!" This slut A-tou, I only lightly touched her labia majora, and she kept moaning.

"Stand still, that's all!"

I was afraid she'd feel too good and her legs would give way, so I quickly shaved her pubic hair. Sure enough, she went limp and collapsed onto me.

Holding her in one arm, I didn't even have time to clean up the pubic hair that had fallen to the floor. I scooped up water and washed her vulva, then hoisted her naked body onto my shoulder like a heavy load, walked out of the bathroom, and into her room.

Once inside, I laid the limp girl down on the bed and looked her over. Hmm! Much better looking now. The dark patch below her abdomen was gone, replaced by a slightly reddish area where her legs crossed.

Lying on the bed, A-tou's cheeks were pink, her eyes were hazy, her breasts, untouched by much sexual activity, were firm, her lower abdomen was slightly sunken from lying down, and her vulva, lacking pubic hair, appeared pink. Her legs were long and shapely, and her entire body was smooth and delicate, not snow-white, but still fair and tender, especially her thighs, which were even whiter. You couldn't tell at all that she came from the mountains; she was truly young, energetic, and full of vitality!

After lying on the bed for a while, A-tou's breathing had calmed down. Seeing me just staring blankly, she said in a seductive voice,

"Brother..."

With a muffled roar, I pounced on A-tou and kissed her. My hard penis pressed against A-tou's lower abdomen, and A-tou hummed in agreement, stretching out her arms to hug me tightly.

I kissed her passionately, pressing my lips against her full breasts. She wrapped her arms tightly around my back. Without hesitation, I parted her legs, reached down with one hand, guided my penis, and found her vagina. My glans pressed against the entrance, and with a thrust of my hips, I plunged deeply into her.

It was still tight; my penis was enveloped tightly. With each friction, a tingling sensation shot from my glans straight to my heart. I thrust harder and harder, and she responded with each stroke.

I counted the number of thrusts—fifty, just fifty—when suddenly her whole body contracted, her hands gripping my back, her vagina contracting rhythmically. She had her first orgasm.

During her orgasm, I thrust a few more times, my penis still hard inside her. Face to face, I held her tightly and stopped.

I reached back and grasped A-tou's breasts. I stopped moving and lay on top of her, our bodies pressed tightly together. Time ticked by... Although we had just had sex, A-tou's skin was still slightly cool to the touch. My hands gently stroked her naked body, my penis still hard inside her vagina. After a moment's thought, I pulled my penis out and sat up.

A-tou reacted immediately, opening her eyes and looking at me, a little confused about what I was doing!

Looking at A-tou's naked body, her perky breasts, slender waist, flat stomach, and the slightly protruding, rosy labia between her legs, I naturally placed my hands, one above the other, on her breasts and vagina, gently stroking them.

Although she had just had an orgasm, A-tou was still moaning softly under my caresses.

With my right hand pinching her nipple and my left hand finding her clitoris at the entrance of her vagina, I gently pinched it while asking her, "Girl, have you ever tried using your mouth?"

"Use my mouth for what?" Girl lay sprawled out, enjoying my caresses, and replied somewhat puzzled.

"Use your mouth! I kiss your vagina with my mouth, and you suck my penis with your mouth!"

I said slowly and leisurely.

"That's impossible!" Girl didn't believe it at all.

"Of course there is! Kissing each other's genitals is called 'oral sex,' it feels really good. I shaved your pubic hair so I could teach you how to do oral sex!" I was determined. If I was going to do it, I wanted to do it well. Anyway, my wife was heavily pregnant, so sex wasn't very convenient. I was using my girlfriend as a substitute. In any case, sleeping with her was just a favor to my client. Maybe if I trained her well, my client would thank me. As long as I felt good, I didn't care about the consequences later!

"Ugh! No, that's so dirty!" My girlfriend still didn't believe that "oral sex" existed!

Seeing that words wouldn't work on her, I had no choice but to resort to the "leading by example" approach from the military. Once I made up my mind, I acted immediately. I lowered my head and kissed her, saying, "Watch me, I'll make you feel good first!"

I straddled her, turned my head towards her vulva, spread her legs with my hands, and buried my mouth in her vulva. Ah! Her vulva was wet; the vaginal fluid from her orgasm hadn't been cleaned up!

Never mind, someone once said that a young girl's vaginal fluid is nourishing.

Let it nourish! I aimed at her clitoris, stuck out my tongue, and licked it first.

This was incredible! She let out a soft gasp, her legs tightening, clamping my head firmly between them; her snow-white thighs felt wonderful to touch. With this clamping and tightening, the insides of her thighs pressed against my ears, creating a unique sensation.

Ignoring everything else, I stuck out my tongue again and began licking her clitoris vigorously. With the other end, I pulled her legs together, trapping her head between my thighs, my hard penis pressed against her delicate cheek.

Having no experience with oral sex, she naturally didn't know how to suck my penis, but I ignored that and diligently licked her vulva, especially the small protruding clitoris, again and again. The more I licked, the more relaxed her legs became as they held my head.

The girl, who had never had her clitoris licked by a man before, was now in ecstasy again. Her legs straightened, her hands gripping my hard penis, her body trembling, and she moaned softly, "Oh...oh...um...oh...oh...um..."

Hearing her moans, I knew that if I pushed harder, the girl, who had no experience with oral sex, would soon have another orgasm. But I wouldn't let her orgasm. I had to bring her to a sudden stop before she did. I wanted her to give me oral sex, not me to give her oral sex. So I changed from licking her clitoris to gently biting it with my teeth. This action brought another long moan from her, and her legs, which had been lying flat, tightened once more.

As A-tou tensed up, my tongue shifted its focus once more, this time licking the tender flesh of her inner thighs, the very sides closest to her vulva, several times before retracting its movements. Just before A-tou was about to climax again, I rolled over and sat up.

A-tou's sensation was like a taut bowstring about to release an arrow, then suddenly relaxing, a sudden loss of fullness. Her vulva, in its extreme fullness, was suddenly enveloped by a cool breeze. Caught off guard, A-tou's legs remained tense.

Gently pinching the nipples of A-tou's breasts, I gazed at her intently.

Slowly regulating her breathing, A-Tou looked at me with wide eyes: "Brother, why did you stop! I was enjoying it!"

My hands were still pinching A-Tou's nipples, which were hard and the feeling of pinching them was also a kind of enjoyment. I said slowly, "This is oral sex. I use my mouth and tongue to lick your little cunt. Isn't it nice?"

"Mmm, it feels so good, but, brother! I was enjoying it, why did you stop?"

A-Tou asked with a puzzled look.

"You were enjoying it, but what about me? I licked you, but you didn't lick me!"

I replied to A-Tou with a smile, and suddenly tightened my grip on her nipples.

"Ah!" A-tou cried out softly again, "Be gentle, brother! It hurts!"

My right hand pinched her nipple, while my left hand quickly reached down, covering her vulva with my entire palm. My middle finger darted in and plunged into her vagina. That hairless vulva felt so good to touch. I said, "It's your turn to suck my cock!"

A-tou sat up, facing me, looking down at my hard, red cock. "How do I suck it?"

A-tou's sitting position made it a little awkward for me to insert my hand into her vagina. I pulled my hand out and returned it to her nipple, still pinching it. "Popsicle, have you ever eaten a popsicle? A cock is a popsicle, how do you eat a popsicle!"

"I've eaten popsicles, I know how to eat a popsicle, first take a big bite." A-tou chuckled.

"Take a bite, that's it, bite gently, and lick the meatus and the area around the glans with your tongue, understand?"

I said, lying down.

Aya held my penis in one hand and my scrotum in the other, staring at it for a long time before slowly lowering her head, opening her mouth, and sticking out her tongue to lick my glans.

A feeling like an electric shock shot through my brain. I said, "Yes, that's it! Lick it while taking the whole penis into your mouth!"

Aya lowered her head and licked the glans with her tongue, then suddenly opened her mouth, and my entire penis was inside her. This kind of thing really doesn't need to be taught; she learns it in one go. With my penis in her mouth, Aya moved her head up and down.

It was a completely different feeling. My penis was so hard it felt like it was about to burst inside Aya's warm little mouth. I reached out and stroked Aya's smooth back, saying, "Yes, that's it. Suck it a few times, then lick the glans, and the scrotum, don't forget the scrotum..."

With my penis in Aya's mouth, she said in a slightly unclear voice, "Suck those two balls too!"

"Yes, suck my penis, lick the glans, then suck the scrotum, suck the two balls..."

Before I could finish speaking, Aya had already shifted her focus. She opened her cherry-like mouth and took one of my testicles into her mouth, sucking hard once, then switching sides and sucking once more.

My heart seemed to clench suddenly. As A-tou sucked on my testicles, I hurriedly said, "Gently, gently, don't use too much force on my testicles!"

"Mmm!" A-tou relaxed her grip slightly, sucking on my testicles a few more times before returning to the glans. She held my penis with one hand, licking the urethral opening with her tongue, and then licking around the glans a few times.

I could only close my eyes, my breathing becoming heavier and heavier, making muffled panting sounds. Although A-tou's vagina was tight, and the feeling of my penis being tightly wrapped by her vagina during

thrusting was pleasurable, this oral service was even better. A-tou had her back to me, her head down, busy on my penis, sometimes sucking on it, sometimes licking the glans, and sometimes sucking on my testicles, making me extremely happy.

Suddenly, A-tou stopped all her movements, turned to me and said, "Brother! Is this okay?"

"Yes, of course it's okay, you're sucking very well, I feel very comfortable, just like this!" "

But my head is sore!" A-tou protested.

"Alright, I'll teach you another move!"

I paused and then said, "Turn your butt towards my face, come on!"

"Oh! Like this!" A-tou straddled me, pressing her entire vulva against my face, turned her head, and took my penis into her mouth again, making it 69.

Watching A-tou's wet vulva cover my face, I placed my hands on the inside of A-tou's thighs, spread them apart, and opened my mouth to lick her parted cleft hard.

A-tou hummed again with my penis in her mouth, and tightened her legs once more.

Her wide-open vulva faced me, a vulva without any pubic hair to cover it. The vulva was wide open, the entrance red and tender. At such close range, it felt like entering a blood-red world. I opened my mouth wide and licked her clitoris fiercely, then stretched out my tongue and thrust it straight into her vulva. Her juices dripped freely, my mouth filled with both my own saliva and hers. My penis throbbed hard inside her mouth… I don't know how much time passed. With my mouth open and my tongue out, I even stuffed my nose into her vulva. She moaned "mmm" while sucking my penis. That numbing sensation returned. I suddenly placed my hands on her buttocks and hugged her tightly, my mouth and nose completely covered by her vulva. A deep roar escaped my lips, my penis trembled, and a large amount of semen shot out.

My daughter took my penis in her mouth tightly, all the way to the back of her throat, and streams of semen shot straight into her throat.

Holding her buttocks, my open mouth was buried tightly in her vagina, and her vaginal fluids flowed into my mouth without air. My daughter seemed to have another orgasm, but I was a little dazed from being sucked by her and didn't quite understand.

Time seemed to stand still. The 69 position remained unchanged. The penis in A-tou's mouth gradually softened. I slightly pushed A-tou's buttocks away and took a breath.

The climax had passed, and my penis had softened as well. I patted A-tou's buttocks and said, "Alright, get up."

A-tou hummed again and sat up.

I lay down, placed my hand on A-tou's thigh, and gently stroked her fair thigh, saying, "Little slut, was it good?"

"You still dare to say that! You shot all over my mouth!" A-tou pouted .

"I swallowed it! Yang essence nourishes the body! I swallowed all the lustful fluids you produced."

I don't know if it's true or not, but since others said so, I followed suit.

"Really!" A-tou laughed.

"Of course it's true, that's what the books say!" Once the lie started, it went all the way.

"Mmm, brother, I swallowed all your semen," A-tou said, reaching out to nudge my limp penis.

My hands still caressed A-tou's thighs as I sat up and said, "I taught you this oral sex today, was it good?"

"Mmm, I want to try this kind of oral sex again next time," A-tou giggled. Our

relationship continued like this, with sex once or twice a week, each time extremely enjoyable.

Whenever Danbangke came back, A-tou was always home. He was very satisfied and would often bring me gifts. Once, he gave my wife a beautiful emerald green jade bracelet. It was a gift from A-tou; she said Danbangke brought back two, one for each of them. My wife happily accepted them, and even now, several years later, the bracelet is still there, though my wife doesn't wear it often.

As A-tou was leaving, tears streaming down her face, the single customer tightly grasped my hand, stuffed another 20,000 yuan into my hand, and kept thanking me, making me feel really embarrassed.

Not long after A-tou left, I moved away, and from then on, I lost contact with her. She was 18 when we first met, and now, several years later, I wonder how she's doing… Thinking about it now, this kind of "playing with someone else's wife and taking money from her husband" is not only unprecedented, but probably will never happen again. 01-10 II. A Love for Local Women

That spring, we had just started a new project. One morning, as soon as I entered the office, the director introduced us to a new colleague—Lily.

Lily was about thirty-three or thirty-four years old, about 1.66 meters tall, with fair skin. Her hair and clothes were always meticulously styled. She had a certain air about her, and her demeanor was rather aloof. Lily greeted everyone with a touch of reserve, but I found her a bit cold and didn't approach her. Later, I overheard my colleagues gossiping about her and learned that Lily's husband was the son of a high-ranking military officer, and he was always chauffeured to and from work. No wonder she had a somewhat condescending air about her.

As the project progressed, we had more and more contact. Her desk was diagonally opposite mine, and I later noticed that she sometimes seemed to glance at me unintentionally. At that time, my understanding of women was still very superficial, limited to appreciating young girls. I had never encountered a mature woman like Lily, but whenever I saw her tall, voluptuous figure moving before my eyes, I always felt a strange sensation. One morning on my way to work, we happened to meet at the entrance of the office building. After nodding to each other, she asked, "Do you live in the company dormitory?"

I said, "Yes."

She said, "That must be very convenient for you to get to work!"

I said, "Mainly, it's convenient to go home after work."

She laughed.

When we went upstairs, she walked ahead of me, perhaps intentionally so. As we went up the stairs, my eyes were completely drawn to her full, round buttocks.

Lily was a typical mature woman; her buttocks were large, round, and perky, swaying slightly as she walked, which was very alluring. At that moment, her round, full buttocks were so close, swaying in front of me as she climbed the stairs. My heart raced, my mouth went dry, and I longed to touch those two hemispherical mounds of flesh within reach. A woman's buttocks were so beautiful, so capable of arousing my desire—it was the first time I'd ever felt this way. From that moment on, Lily's place in my heart changed drastically.

A few days later, we went to participate in a voluntary tree planting activity. People from different units were assigned specific areas, and our task was to level the ground for the nursery. Lily bent down to level the ground in front of me, no more than a meter away. The weather was already quite warm, and she was wearing only a thin pair of pants that day. The outline of her protruding buttocks was very clear, clearly revealing the narrow thong she was wearing underneath. The edges of the thongs were embedded in the flesh of her buttocks, creating two grooves between the two hemispheres—both beautiful and amusing. I had no interest in working; my attention was completely focused on that swaying, big buttock within reach. My immediate impulse was to rush over, grab her plump backside, and kiss it. I really wanted to see what her bare buttocks looked like.

One early summer day, we went to a client's place to discuss business. We went there on our own. After the meeting, the client was very hospitable and insisted on giving us a ride. Because the car was small and there were many people, five of us ended up crammed into the small sedan. The director naturally sat in the front, and the four of us squeezed into the back seat. For some reason, Lily saw me sitting on the left, so she went around and got in from the left side, sitting next to me. When she squeezed in next to me, I felt my heart pounding. That day, she was wearing a pink plaid short-sleeved shirt with a low neckline. From my angle, I could just see the cleavage peeking out from the neckline, her white breasts protruding, and the edge of her pink bra showing. Actually, the weather wasn't hot, but I felt like I was already sweating.

After she got on the bus, she didn't say anything to me, just smiled and leaned against me as if by accident. Her shoulders were beautiful, rounded and full, incredibly soft, and the comfort they gave me made it hard to suppress my excitement. With the bumps of the wheels, our arms often touched; her skin was fair and smooth, like brushing against silk.

I finally couldn't resist, and taking advantage of the bus's swaying, I pressed myself against her more forcefully. She seemed oblivious, not flinching at all, and even pulled down her collar, revealing half of her breast—of course, only I could see it. Just as I was lost in my fantasies, the bus braked suddenly, and we were jolted forward. Her hand grabbed mine, and I took hers in return.

The bus started moving again, and I really didn't want to let go, nor did she try to pull away. Her hand was so soft, seemingly boneless, and it felt wonderful to hold. I stole a glance at her; she was staring out the window, as if her hand didn't belong to her. But when I squeezed harder, she pinched me back, indicating she understood. And so, I held her hand tightly, never letting go, our arms pressed together, flesh to flesh. When we got off the bus, she squeezed my hand again, then walked away without looking back. I felt a mix of sweetness and an unprecedented sense of loss.

For the next two or three days, work was plentiful, everyone was busy, and I couldn't find a chance to speak to her alone. She remained calm, acting as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with others, only giving me a meaningful glance when no one was looking. Each time, my heart would pound, and my face would even burn. I laughed at

myself, thinking, "Why am I acting like a high school student in my first love?" But watching Lily's full breasts, rounded shoulders, and pert, round, big buttocks walking back and forth in front of me, my heart filled with desire, and my penis would suddenly become erect, forcing me to quickly sit down or turn away. Finally, on the fourth day, I ran into her in the hallway while using the restroom. I knew she spent her lunch break in the office every day, and since it was summer and the break was two hours long, I faced her, my heart pounding. She looked at me quietly, without saying a word. My mouth was dry, and my voice was hoarse. I hurriedly said, "Can I come to my place for lunch?"

She seemed hesitant for a moment, then asked, "What building do you live in?"

I hurriedly gave her the address. Just then, a figure appeared in the hallway; she walked towards the office without giving a clear answer.

When I returned to my office, she wasn't there, and I didn't see her again until the end of the workday. I was extremely anxious and couldn't do anything. Before leaving work, I made an excuse and slipped away. Back home, I hastily ate a couple of bites and began my anxious wait. It was a agonizing time. I listened intently to any sound in the hallway, rushing to the door at the slightest noise, waiting minute by minute.

Finally, I heard footsteps in the hallway. I knew it was her because she walked up the stairs with heavy footsteps, which had been the subject of jokes. There was a soft knock at the door, a hint of hesitation in the knock. I quickly opened the door, and there she was, her face flushed, panting, standing there. She seemed nervous and shy. I quickly invited her in. We stood in the living room, unsure what to do. I said, "Let me get you some water!"

She nodded.

When I brought the water, she was looking at the photos on the cabinet. I put the water down, unable to contain my passion, and placed my hand on her rounded shoulder. She didn't flinch or turn around. She exuded a faint fragrance, her hair was still slightly damp, and my heart pounded. I lowered my head and gently kissed her neck. When my lips touched her smooth skin, I was completely intoxicated. Her breathing quickened, and she leaned against me. I turned her around, and after a brief glance, we embraced tightly.

I can't remember how we started kissing; I only remember my mind being a mess. I felt her lips were moist and soft, her tongue eagerly exploring my mouth, her waist and back full and incredibly comfortable to the touch. I had never been kissed like that by a woman before. Holding her soft body, my penis was uncontrollably hard, pressing against her lower abdomen, causing a slight ache in my own. She was also excited, panting as she whispered in my ear, "Let's sit down, I can't stand anymore."

We sat down on the sofa, kissing each other. My hand slipped under her clothes, wanting to touch those breasts I had longed for. She was wearing a thin bra, and I could feel the soft flesh through the fabric. She kissed me and said, "Come on, let me unbutton it."

She deftly unbuttoned her clothes and bra, then pulled them down. Her pair of snow-white breasts were revealed before my eyes. She thrust them towards me, saying, "Here, touch them!"

Her breasts weren't particularly large, but because she was full-figured, the base of her breasts was large, round, and very beautiful. The nipples were small, like cherries, strangely not dark at all, but pink, and the areolas were small, quite lovely. I greedily touched and kissed them, constantly sucking and licking the nipples, while one hand fiercely grasped and caressed the other breast. Lily was also very excited. Her face was flushed, and she was moaning softly. One hand grabbed my erect penis through my pants and kept squeezing it. My whole body felt like it was on fire, and all I wanted to do was kiss her, squeeze her, and rub her. Her body was so soft it felt like she had no bones. I understood what it meant to be boneless. Besides moaning, she kept kissing me back and said in a trembling voice, "I want to lie down."

We walked to the bedroom together. After I drew the curtains, I quickly took off my clothes and stood there with my erect penis watching Lily undress. She carefully draped her clothes on the chair, then shamelessly unzipped her pants and draped them back down. Her legs were very white and full, and she was wearing a small pink thong. When she took off her panties, her entire body was revealed before my eyes. Lily's skin was very white and smooth, with a plump bottom and a very full waist and abdomen. Every part of her body had rounded curves. Her mons pubis was very full, and sparse pubic hair could not cover her bulging vulva. Her thighs were quite thick, and there was no gap between her legs when she stood there. Her knees were round, her calves were very well-proportioned, and her feet were also very delicate. In short, her body resembled that of a noblewoman in a classical European painting. I stood there admiring her, and the look in my eyes was definitely one of wanting to devour her whole. Only then did she say to me with a little shyness, "After giving birth, my belly is a little loose."

After saying that, she lay on the bed, spread her legs, and looked at me: "Come on, get on top of me."

At that moment, my eyes were burning with desire, and my body trembled slightly with excitement. I hurriedly climbed on top of her and pressed down on her snow-white and full flesh. Oh, how soft it was! My limbs were touching warm and soft flesh, and the feeling was a bit like floating on clouds. I kissed her nipples, shoulders, neck, and lips. She moaned comfortably with her eyes closed. Her moans were strange; they weren't soft, but rather a deep, guttural groan, like the howl of a female animal in heat: "Oh...oh..."

Her eyes were glazed, and she called my name as if crying and panting, her hands constantly caressing my back and chest. My penis was rock hard, and somehow the head of my penis slipped into her wet, warm vagina. I felt like my penis was entering a hot, moist swamp—so warm, so slippery, so spacious, with absolutely no resistance. I thrust and churned inside her, her full mons pubis like a thick cushion, allowing me to pound into her as I pleased. The pleasure was indescribable. She arched her back, crying out loudly, enjoying my thrusts.

The scene was so stimulating. I never imagined a woman would act like this during sex. Coupled with my initial nervousness, it felt like a dream, and I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. I was stunned, feeling both annoyed and ashamed. She seemed unaware that I had ejaculated, continuing to moan and writhe. When she noticed I had stopped moving, she opened her eyes and looked at me: "What happened? Did you come?"

I nodded sheepishly.

She laughed, hugged my head, and kissed me: "Oh, you're so fast."

I said shamefully, "What should I do? You haven't had enough."

She hugged me tightly: "It's okay, I felt really good a few times, and I came too. Yours is really thick, bigger than my husband's."

My mood relaxed considerably, and I hugged her and began to caress her. With the passion and tension gone, I could calmly observe and enjoy everything about this mature woman.

Lily's skin was fair, every part of her body was plump and rounded, soft and smooth to the touch. She told me she had taken a shower before leaving work, which explained why I hadn't seen her. Her shoulders were beautiful, and her armpits were surprisingly hairless. I asked her if she had shaved them, and she said it was her natural body hair. I then noticed that her body hair was very fine, and her pubic hair was sparse, barely covering her full mons pubis. Her vulva was pink and very tender, not like a woman who had given birth. I touched and squeezed her plump buttocks and said, "Your body is so soft; lying on it feels like lying on a cotton ball."

She smiled, "You're just like what my husband said."

She told me that her husband was ten years older than her and kept a close eye on her, afraid she would have an affair or run away. "Actually, I never had such thoughts, but after seeing you, especially the way you look at me, my heart stirred. I don't know why, but I just wanted you to kiss me, to hold me."

She whispered in my ear.

"What kind of look do I have?"

I asked with a smile.

"She looks like she wants to devour you, and she doesn't even try to hide it."

She kissed me, "It feels so good to be kissed by you."

I discovered that Lily was very good at embracing and lying down with people. She pressed herself tightly against you, every inch of her skin in close contact with yours. Her body was incredibly soft, like being wrapped in a ball of cotton, making it hard to let go of her. Her lower abdomen was very plump, her thighs were slightly thick, and when they were pressed together, there was no gap at all, not even her vulva could be seen. Her fullness formed a Y shape. Touching this plump body, it was warm, soft, and smooth, and the feel was wonderful. Her fingers were long and slender, her hands were very white and soft. She grabbed my penis and played with it, saying, "How come yours is so big? It was so thick just now!"

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and licked my nipple, and her soft hands also rubbed my penis up and down. I felt like an electric current was passing through me, my whole body was numb and itchy. I then realized that a man's nipples are also an erogenous zone, and they are very sensitive. Under her caresses, my penis immediately became hard, standing there proudly. She looked at me and smiled: "You're still young, you've become capable again so quickly."

I said, "Let's do it again, I want to satisfy you."

She lifted herself up, lowered her head and kissed my penis, then straddled me, using her hands to guide my penis downwards. I felt my penis suddenly enveloped by a soft, smooth mass of flesh. It turned out her vagina was already wet. Later, I discovered that her vagina was always wet; she said that she would get wet just from my touch, and even a hug would make her wet. After she swallowed my penis, she started moving up and down a couple of times. I placed my hands on her waist, and it felt wonderful.

Suddenly, she lay on top of me, her vagina starting to thrust and squeeze my glans, faster and faster. Her waist arched, her vagina contracting and thrusting rhythmically and skillfully, with great power. Her moans grew louder, and later her frequency increased, like she was doing heavy work, panting and making "woo-woo" sounds.

I was both surprised and excited. I had never enjoyed such wonderful sex before, nor had I ever seen a woman so wild in bed. At that moment, I was even a little scared. Her face was flushed, her hair disheveled, and she was sweating. Her two large, white breasts swayed incessantly before my eyes. I never imagined that a woman who was usually quite reserved could be so wanton and unrestrained. The stimulation and surprise were indescribable. Her vagina was like a mouth, constantly swallowing and caressing my penis. Later, I learned that she was also very skilled at oral sex. I realized that a woman could "fuck" a man like this, and make him feel so good. Suddenly, her vagina contracted, and I clearly felt a warm sensation on the head of my penis. She hugged me tightly, gripping my penis tightly. I felt a tingling sensation, a dizzying feeling, and I gripped her plump buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting my penis upwards with force, ejaculating. This time, we both reached orgasm simultaneously. After the orgasm, she lay motionless on top of me, and I felt weak in all four limbs, numb below the knees. This was a pleasure and enjoyment from intercourse that I had never experienced before. We fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms...

When we both woke up, it was already time for our afternoon shift. We got up and quickly washed up. While she was getting dressed, I kept touching her breasts, and she let me touch them until we were about to leave before buttoning her clothes. We hugged tightly and kissed goodbye. Her lips were soft, and her kissing was skillful, which made my penis hard again...

The next day around noon, I was washing the dishes after lunch when I suddenly heard a knock at the door. When I opened it, Lily was standing outside. I was both surprised and surprised. We had met briefly at work that morning, but she hadn't said anything, and then I went to discuss work matters. I didn't expect her to come all this way. She rushed into my arms, panting, and said, "After going back yesterday, what happened between us kept going on in my mind. I just couldn't stand not seeing you today. I couldn't stay in the office any longer, so I came here."

I kissed her, "I couldn't be happier."

As I spoke, my hand had already slipped inside her clothes, unhooked her bra, and begun to assault those soft, plump breasts.

Entering the bedroom, we were already naked together in no time. I held her full, soft body, my hands constantly kneading her plump, white buttocks, and sucking on her nipples. She tilted her head back and began to moan. I laid her down on the bed, and without effort, my bulging, veiny penis slid into her already wet vagina. Her vagina, having given birth, wasn't very tight, but it felt incredibly comfortable—loose and slippery, offering no resistance at all. I thrust and churned freely, roaming freely, completely at my own pace, thoroughly enjoying myself.

Because of yesterday's experience, her moans were no longer surprising, but rather incredibly stimulating. Combined with her fleshy, cotton-like body, it felt like being immersed in a sea of lust. I thrust hard, my pubic area colliding with her full mons pubis, making a "slap, slap, slap" sound. Her vaginal fluids were plentiful, and penetration made a "squeaking" sound, like bare feet stepping into mud. Coupled with her moans, the stimulation was indescribable, and I ejaculated prematurely again.

This time, she was more experienced. She shifted her body down a bit, wiped my penis, and began to give me oral sex. This was the first time I had ever experienced oral sex from a woman. She took my penis in her mouth, using one hand to assist, stroking it slowly at first and then faster. She was very skilled; her tongue was amazing, swirling and licking, focusing on the glans, almost taking my penis in completely each time. Her soft hand also moved up and down, the pressure just right, making me feel like a feather was gently caressing my heart. In no time, my purplish-red penis was erect again. Seeing that it was about time, she impatiently straddled me, aimed my penis at her vagina, and with a thrust of her hips, my penis was already swallowed into her vagina. Then she started thrusting and squeezing again, still moaning wildly. It was clear that her pent-up desire was finally erupting. Her hips moved incessantly, her hands reaching for my nipples. My three most sensitive spots were being caressed by her. Luckily, I had already ejaculated, so I could still hold on. I stroked her fleshy back, admiring her frenzied and wanton expression.

Her hips moved powerfully back and forth, her face showing an almost painful expression, moaning loudly, "Oh...oh..." The sound grew louder and louder. I felt her mons pubis rubbing intensely against me, her vagina contracting and pulsating faster and faster. "Ah...ah..."

she cried out, collapsing onto me. I guessed she had reached orgasm, so I thrust my penis upwards forcefully. She held me tightly, moaning and kissing me incessantly, utterly wanton. After a few minutes, seeing that she had calmed down, I asked her, "How was it?"

She nodded, "It was great!"

I got aroused and flipped her over, straddling her soft body and thrusting in and out. She arched her back to cooperate. After a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I stood up and made her kneel on the bed, sticking her buttocks out. I penetrated her from behind, and she obediently remained bent over, even reaching back to touch my nipples. I gripped her waist with both hands; it was fleshy, convenient, and comfortable. I thrust hard into her vagina, finding it extremely pleasurable. One of my hands was free to touch her breasts; because of her fullness, I could grip them firmly anywhere. My eyes were fixed on her plump, white buttocks, my hands grasped her soft breasts and fleshy waist, my ears heard her wanton moans and the "slap slap" sounds of flesh against flesh, and my glans felt the wet, hot flesh gripping it. I could no longer hold back. Finally, I collapsed on top of her, my hands tightly gripping her two large breasts, and with a loud shout, I ejaculated forcefully.

This time, I felt incredibly satisfied, and utterly exhausted. I lay there holding her, quietly stroking her rounded shoulders and smooth back. Then I remembered to ask her, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming? What if my wife was home?"

She was a little embarrassed, "I don't know what came over me, I just wanted to do it with you again, so I couldn't help but come. I've decided, if your wife were home, I'd say I got the wrong house."

I touched her wet vulva, "Are you a woman with a very strong sex drive?"

She nodded, "I didn't know before, my husband found out after we had a child. He said he couldn't handle me at all."

I said, "Where did you learn your skills in bed?"

She reached out and grabbed my penis, "I don't know, it just seems like it came naturally."

I squeezed her breasts, "You're a natural sex goddess."

She looked at me, "Why do you always say the same things as my husband?"

I said, "You have to come often, I can't live without you!"

She kissed me, "Okay, let's do it this way, it won't affect each other's families."

I hugged her tightly to show my agreement, and then my hand went to touch her plump buttocks, "Your buttocks are so beautiful, so big and round, and so white, let me kiss them."

Saying that, I crawled over and kissed her big white buttocks hard.

"Is my butt too fat?"

she asked as I kissed her.

"No, it's perfect. Your butt is so attractive. I've always wanted to see what it looks like and kiss it like this."

She stroked my head: "It's all my husband's fault. He keeps forcing me to take birth control pills. It makes things easier for him, and it's made my ass bigger and bigger, and I've gained more and more weight." So that's how it is. No wonder she wasn't afraid of me ejaculating inside her. I felt like all of this was prepared for me.

III. The Sex Life of a White-Collar Worker Author: The Pervert

Eighteen-year-old Li Xiaoling was very beautiful, with long, black hair, an oval face, and large breasts, making her look voluptuous and lovely. After graduating from school, she was assigned to work for a large company in Shanghai. She was a girl loved by everyone, but despite her young age, she had big ambitions and aspired to immigrate abroad. Later, through a colleague's introduction, she began a correspondence relationship with Ah Zhang, a Taiwanese bachelor living in Australia.

Ah Zhang was thirty-nine years old this year. He had never had a legitimate job in Taiwan. More than ten years ago, his father, who owned a company in Taiwan, was arrested by the authorities for fraud and fled to Australia. He happened to be caught in the last Australian amnesty in 1980, and black market residents obtained identity cards, then sponsored their sons to come to Australia.

After arriving in Australia, Zhang, lacking skills, couldn't find work and relied on welfare. Not long ago, he bought a small carpet cleaning machine and started a cleaning business, but after a few months, he found it too difficult and didn't want to continue long-term. He's currently just barely making ends meet, and his life is becoming increasingly difficult. Naturally, finding a wife in Australia is out of the question. He can only satisfy his sexual needs through masturbation, and his maximum enjoyment is a half-hour visit to a brothel once every few months.

Under these circumstances, after three months of correspondence, the two hit it off, and Li Xiaoling, as his fiancée, flew to Australia on a pre-marital visa. When she saw Zhang at Sydney airport, who came to pick her up, she was somewhat disappointed. He had large-rimmed glasses, a beer belly bigger than a ten-month pregnant woman's, and short, thin legs—the kind of man who was repulsive to look at. Fortunately, Ah Zhang had attended high school in Taiwan and was somewhat educated. Having also been exposed to many women of questionable character, he had learned some skills in understanding women's psychology. Ah Zhang immediately greeted Li Xiaoling warmly, asking her all sorts of questions, and helped her with her luggage, placing it in an old van he had bought with a loan, before taking her home.

This was somewhat comforting for the newcomer Li Xiaoling, making her feel that although Ah Zhang was unattractive, he had a kind heart. For the next three days, although Ah Zhang and Li Xiaoling shared a room, Li Xiaoling slept on the bed while Ah Zhang slept on the large sofa. Every day, Ah Zhang would stare at her from head to toe, but he never touched her. He went to great lengths to please her, taking her to see the Sydney Bridge during the day and to a Chinatown restaurant for a hot pot buffet in the evening. His attentiveness deeply moved the naive Li Xiaoling, who began to accept Ah Zhang, who was twenty-one years her senior, and agreed to hold the wedding as scheduled on the fourth day.

Because Zhang belonged to the lowest rungs of Australian society, the so-called wedding was merely a registration at the government marriage registry, followed by borrowing a suit and wedding dress to take some scenic photos, a simple dinner with Zhang's parents, and that was it. No new furniture was bought, not even a single new piece of clothing. Zhang even told Li Xiaoling that all Chinese Australians were like this, never wasting anything, and she believed him.

Back home, Li Xiaoling cried. The rented one-bedroom apartment in Sydney contained only an old bed, an old wardrobe (besides the landlord's), and a sofa that Zhang had salvaged from cleaning carpets for foreigners. Li Xiaoling never imagined her wedding night would be so bleak; her body, never touched or seen by a man before, would be deflowered in such conditions.

This time, Zhang emerged from the bathroom, radiant and wearing a bathrobe. When he saw his grieving wife, he immediately went to comfort her. He told her, "Although we are poor, we both have Australian residency status. We can start from scratch and begin a new life."

This brightened her mood, and she happily went into the bathroom. Li Xiaoling emerged from the bathroom, beautiful as a porcelain doll. Her curvaceous figure, full and fair skin, and the glimpses of her long, shapely legs peeking out from under her pink bathrobe, combined with her girlish shyness and allure, made Zhang's heart pound like a deer's. Zhang kept swallowing, but reason told him that this was the first virgin he had ever met, and he couldn't rush things. He suppressed his urges, helped Xiaoling to the bedside, poured some sweet wine into two glasses, and drank with her, instantly adding to the romantic atmosphere. Xiaoling's movements became natural, and Zhang then laid her down on the bed, gently unbuttoning her bathrobe. Her smooth, white body was fully revealed before him, her two full breasts high and firm.

Zhang threw off his bathrobe, his right hand moving to her breasts, caressing her full breasts, his fingers gently pinching them. Whether it was the effect of the alcohol or because she couldn't resist the teasing of a man for the first time, Xiaoling suddenly became impulsive, abruptly reaching out her jade-like arms to hug Zhang tightly. Zhang was startled by this sudden action at first, but then his desire immediately changed; his lust ignited.

Zhang caressed, sucked, and bit Xiaoling, who felt waves of tingling numbness, and gradually her legs parted, emitting soft moans. Zhang looked down and saw that the pubic hair below her lower abdomen was very thick and black, her labia turned up high, a red clitoris trembling inside. Zhang's seven-inch penis was already erect like a small cannon. He took the opportunity to gently tease her clitoris with two fingers, then probed into her vagina, probing the vaginal walls. Xiaoling's eyes were languid, immersed in infinite sweetness, her juices overflowing.

Knowing it was time, Zhang continued digging with his right hand while sucking relentlessly. This pincer attack overwhelmed Xiaoling, making her vagina even wetter and wetter. Her legs gradually bent, her knees spreading outwards, raising her vagina high. Zhang buried his face between her legs, kissed the entrance, and licked Xiaoling's clitoris and labia with his tongue. His tongue licked and dug incessantly into the inner walls of her vagina, making her feel numb and weak all over, and she groaned softly. Zhang couldn't resist pushing his glans into her vagina, slightly extending it. Xiaoling suddenly clenched her teeth, seemingly in great pain. But Zhang's lust had reached its peak; he wouldn't give up until he was satisfied. He said to Xiaoling, "Little darling, bear with it. The pain of love is sweet."

With that, he thrust forcefully, penetrating her completely. Xiaoling felt a sharp pain, a burning numbness. She silently endured it. Zhang began to slowly and gently thrust in and out. After about fifty thrusts, she seemed to begin to understand the wonders of intercourse. A strange light shone in the eyes of this broken doll. At this moment, Zhang no longer showed any mercy, and began to fuck her roughly and fiercely, making a continuous "splatter, splatter" sound.

Zhang fucked her more than a hundred times in one go. His big cock felt so good to her that her vaginal fluids flowed out, making her whole body ache and tremble.

Finally, Ah Zhang couldn't hold back any longer. His glans throbbed, and a stream of semen shot straight into the woman's core. Another shudder followed, and both of them ejaculated simultaneously, embracing each other tightly in tenderness. Xiaoling felt her husband had a special skill, and she began to love Ah Zhang as well. To support the family, Xiaoling found a job as a hotel waitress through a job agency, and their family life began to return to normal.

Soon after, Xiaoling became pregnant. To have someone to care for her during childbirth, Xiaoling asked her married sister, Xiaochun, to come and help her during her postpartum period. They applied, and it was quickly approved. However, just a few days before her sister Xiaochun was to arrive in Australia, during intercourse, the fetus couldn't withstand Ah Zhang's vigorous movements, and she miscarried. Fortunately, her sister could come, giving Xiaoling another relative in Australia, which made her very happy.

Five days later, Xiaoling's sister Xiaochun arrived at Sydney Airport on a Cathay Pacific flight. Xiaochun was a 28-year-old woman. Although she and Xiaoling shared the same parents, they looked completely different. Compared to her sister's fuller figure, she was petite and delicate, yet perfectly proportioned, possessing a unique charm. She had a husband who was a factory manager and a five-year-old son in Shanghai.

Upon arriving in Sydney, faced with the clear blue skies and lush, garden-like city, Xiaochun resolved to abandon everything and never return home, even though she only had a temporary family visit visa, limiting her stay in Australia to three months.

Zhang and Xiaoling took their sister home. Due to their limited finances, the younger sister and brother-in-law only prepared a single bed for Xiaochun, placed in a corner not far from their own bed. An old screen with small holes was placed between the two beds. The three of them shared a room.

Because of the language barrier, Xiaochun stayed home almost constantly after arriving in Sydney. Her brother-in-law, Zhang, helped her with everything. After more than a month, Xiaochun had a very good impression of Zhang, feeling he was the most capable man in the world. Her brother-in-law also seemed to treat her very well. Since her sister worked during the day, he worried she would be bored at home alone, so sometimes when he got carpet cleaning jobs, he would take Xiaochun along, saying it was to show her Australian families and the lifestyle of Westerners.

Xiaochun treated her sister's house as her own, and to express her gratitude, she showed her brother-in-law exceptional hospitality. When her younger sister was away on the early shift, she would make tea for her brother-in-law in the morning. She would even help him put on his shoes. Under some unknown psychological influence, when Xiaochun, in her late thirties, heard her sister and brother-in-law making love in bed late at night, emitting moans, she would proactively find their underwear and wash it for them the next day, making Zhang feel like a lord.

One morning, Zhang got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Xiaochun, wearing a sleeveless nightgown, knelt down to help him put on his shoes. Having drunk half a case of beer the night before, Zhang was in a particularly good mood after waking up. Looking down, he caught a glimpse of Xiaochun's two firm, not-too-large breasts through the gap under her fair neck. Then Xiaochun looked up and smiled seductively at her brother-in-law. He discovered how beautiful Xiaochun was: large eyes, a small nose, and with her sensual lips, her face resembled that of a lady from ancient China. Ah Zhang's heart leaped into his throat. He felt foolish for neglecting Xiao Chun due to ethical constraints. A wicked thought arose within him: he wanted to sleep with this young woman.

At that moment, Ah Zhang felt a physical reaction; his penis became erect, bulging his shorts. Fortunately, Xiao Chun didn't notice. Ah Zhang quickly pulled a blanket over his thighs and intentionally touched Xiao Chun's arm. Instead of being angry, Xiao Chun gave him a warm smile. Ah Zhang then said to Xiao Chun with concern, "Time has flown by since you came to Australia; more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye. We like you very much. The three of us are very happy living together. We don't want you to go back. I can tell you like it here too, so..." "I want to find a way to keep you in Australia. I'm planning to have a fake divorce with your sister, and then a fake marriage with you, so you can get permanent residency in Australia."

These words touched Xiaochun's heart. She looked at her brother-in-law with deep gratitude and affection, shifting her body slightly to the edge of the bed to sit next to A-Zhang. Her posture became even more graceful; her curves were faintly visible beneath her silk sleeveless nightgown—her lovely breasts, slender waist, round buttocks, and shapely, beautiful thighs would make any man's mind wander. Her habit of showering every morning after arriving in Sydney had imbued her body with a feminine fragrance. She proactively took A-Zhang's hand and pressed one of her breasts against his arm.

A-Zhang, aroused by Xiaochun's body language, pulled her close and kissed her passionately. Xiaochun, a young woman who hadn't been with a man in a long time, was already filled with desire, allowing A-Zhang to freely touch and kiss her outside her nightgown.

A few minutes later, Ah Zhang reached his hand inside her pajamas. This sexy beauty wasn't wearing a bra or panties; her small, beautiful breasts were soft, and Ah Zhang enjoyed touching them immensely. When his right hand moved down to her private area, he noticed her pubic hair was very thick. He touched her clitoris a few times, and she became aroused, her body burning with desire.

Xiao Chun became more proactive, first helping Ah Zhang remove his undershirt and shorts, then stripping herself naked. She held Ah Zhang's large penis in her small hands, kissing and sucking it. Ah Zhang felt extremely comfortable. Then she sat on Ah Zhang, sliding his penis into her already wet vagina, and began moving up and down. At this moment, Ah Zhang discovered that Xiao Chun's vagina was a double-layered vulva, a high-class vagina among women. Xiaochun's vaginal opening wasn't too big or too small. After taking the glans in, it would open and close like a carp's mouth, while the muscles of her vagina would writhe back and forth. Zhang didn't need to exert himself; he was already screaming with pleasure, every cell in his body filled with joy. After doing this for over twenty minutes, Zhang rolled over, letting Xiaochun put her hands on the ground and her buttocks on the edge of the bed. Then, he entered her vagina from behind, thrusting in and out over a hundred times. Finally, with Xiaochun's vagina opening and closing powerfully, they both ejaculated simultaneously. This feeling was something Zhang had never experienced before.

When the two finally quieted down, naked and embracing, the phone on the bedside table rang. Zhang answered and heard it was a long-distance call from Xiaochun's husband in Shanghai. Zhang felt no unease; instead, he addressed him affectionately as "brother-in-law." She said, "My sister is doing well here, and we will do our best to take good care of her."

Xiaochun's husband was deeply moved. When Xiaochun responded, her husband told her, "China is currently undergoing economic reforms, and prices are rising rapidly. People in China don't feel safe, and he's not having an easy time either. He urged her to try her best to stay in Australia and do more for her sister and brother-in-law to repay their help."

He also said that the children and he were doing well and asked Xiaochun not to worry. Xiaochun almost burst into tears, saying on the phone that she also missed her husband and children very much. At that moment, she was lying naked next to A-Zhang, his left hand caressing her breast.

From then on, A-Zhang closed his small carpet cleaning business and began a polygamous lifestyle. He slept with Xiaoling at night, while during the day, while Xiaoling worked like a slave, A-Zhang and Xiaochun indulged in intense sexual pleasure in bed.

And so, the sisters had been living together under one husband for over two years. Xiaochun's permanent residency had been completely forgotten since Zhang started seeing her; she was now an overstaying Australian visa holder on the black market.

IV. The Best Man and the Bride

Last autumn, I received a wedding invitation from a junior from university. Actually, I wasn't very close to him back then; we'd only met once, two months before his wedding, and exchanged contact information and business cards. Then the invitation came flooding in! I figured it wouldn't hurt—a good meal and some good luck, I thought. But when the wedding was approaching and the itinerary was finalized, I discovered the location was in the south. Luckily, my junior had a tour bus with a group going. His best man had a last-minute emergency, so I had to fill in. Being a good Samaritan, I went ahead and did my best, but things got hectic! Just as I expected, I only ate a few bites on the day. Luckily, I had the foresight to eat some beforehand, but my junior and the bride weren't having an easy time; they had to drink a couple of glasses of wine before they could even get a proper meal! As the drinking progressed, the guests became so drunk they could barely stand. Luckily, my junior's family helped settle the bill with the restaurant, preventing the wedding banquet from ending too late. The table was a mess of glasses and plates, but everyone was having a great time! As the last few guests were leaving, I glanced outside; the tour bus had already departed before me. My junior, still tipsy and affable, "enthusiastically" invited me and a group of other drunken guests to his place for another round of drinks.

When we arrived at his place, the new house was impressive and had a great view! His parents could stay downstairs, while the young couple lived in a nearly 50-square-meter apartment on the fourth floor—plenty of rooms, so they didn't have to worry about where to sleep. While I was thinking, the banquet was already prepared, and nearly ten of us, including myself, filled a table. As everyone drank and became more enthusiastic, the atmosphere became much more lively. We talked about the bride and the groom, and it turned out that the bride was also the groom's junior from school, giving the junior a head start in getting close to her. After a few drinks, the men at the table couldn't help but talk about the newlyweds' good fortune that night. After a while, the bride left the table to freshen up, and four or five of them took the opportunity to leave. One of the more sober men drove the group of drunkards away.

A moment later, the bride, having finished her toilette, emerged in a vibrant red short evening gown. The bright red accentuated her elegant complexion, making her skin appear even fairer. The gown's cut was quite unique, subtly revealing her rounded shoulders and a slit in the front that plunged to her cleavage, topped with a delicate bow at the nape of her neck. Her curvaceous figure was on full display, her fair face still flushed with the scent of alcohol, exuding undeniable sexiness. The wide, sheer skirt slit high to her hips, revealing her snow-white, shapely thighs that were impossible to look away from. Such a figure was completely hidden in the bridal gown; unfortunately, the guests tonight wouldn't have the chance to witness it. My junior is so lucky to have married such an elegant and beautiful bride; I hear she's the daughter of a prominent family in the south! My junior must have put a lot of thought into his future career.

The bride kindly helped several rough men warm up some soup to sober them up. As she served them, I caught a glimpse of a thin, dark shadow out of the corner of my eye, a small triangle disappearing into her plump buttocks; what an enticing thong! It seemed this dignified and beautiful bride was quite looking forward to tonight... My junior, who couldn't hold his liquor, loved to drink, and with two other drunkards nearby who were good at persuading others to drink, they immediately targeted the bride for drinks. My drinking buddies, already slurring their words, kept bragging to my junior. The bride, sandwiched between the two, her full breasts and deep cleavage made everyone's tongues twitch even more. Everyone pretended not to see, just talking nonsense, but the slightly protruding nipples under the bride's clothes kept my eyes glued to them. How could this be?

I glanced at my watch and it was already one in the morning. Everyone said their goodbyes, their words slurred. Only the bride, groom, and I remained in the magnificent house. At the dinner table, my junior, still slurring his words, asked me if I was drunk. Usually, drunk people will ask others if they're still okay; the bride, on the other hand, was slumped on the leather sofa, half-reclining. I went over and sat opposite her. The bride was tired and, after spending the day together, wasn't on guard. Her reclining posture perfectly showcased her feminine charm. We chatted casually, praising her beauty and the excellence of her dress, pointing at her body as we talked. When we mentioned the dark mark on her lower back, the bride naturally turned around to look, her legs naturally spread apart, revealing a glimpse of her skin under her short skirt! The thin black fabric clung tightly to her thighs, creating a stark contrast with her snow-white thighs. The beautiful bride, turning around but unable to see anything amiss, quickly pulled her skirt back to cover herself, her rounded buttocks appearing and disappearing in the process. I pretended to be kind and gestured behind her, less than a centimeter from her shapely bottom. The bride suddenly realized what was happening, shyly lowering her head without uttering a word... The

outwardly dignified and beautiful bride, in fact, was more aware of the night's heat than if she were wearing no bra at all; she unconsciously felt a secret delight when she sensed the men's greedy gazes. Her bra, thin as an ornament, might have been enough to cover a smaller-sized woman. Covering herself, nestled against such ample breasts, only caused her sweet nipples to become painfully sensitive; the male's voyeurism often stirred a surge of heat in her lower abdomen, her cheeks flushed half from drunkenness, the other half from sexual arousal; especially as she circled the warm soup, her pert, round buttocks raised high before the male's eyes, as she slowly and methodically prepared the dishes, the delicate lace tightly wrapped around her plump labia, drawing the man's vague and greedy gaze; the thin lace was already soaked through, and if the bride hadn't restrained herself, she would have almost climaxed while indulging in the voyeurism.

My actions, if seen, would cause a huge misunderstanding! Realizing this, I immediately turned to see what my junior was doing? Completely drunk, he was still slumped on the table muttering to himself, how could he have time to notice his beautiful wife being groped? A moment later, the junior student staggered to his feet, wanting to go back to his room. "Senior, find a guest room to sleep in..." Before he could finish speaking, he slumped down in front of the bedroom. The bride, still drunk, couldn't get up, so I had to help her. The dizzy junior student went into the room, leaning against the wall. After using the bathroom, he collapsed onto the bed without making a sound. I helped him hang up his suit jacket, covered him with a blanket, and then closed the door and returned to the living room. The bride was already fast asleep on the sofa.

I tentatively called her twice, but there was no response. I nudged her shoulder, but still no reaction. Although it's said that one shouldn't mess with a friend's wife, how could one not be tempted by a stunningly beautiful bride lying drunk in front of you? So I boldly touched her breasts, and her plump breasts slowly sank in. I thought that if she woke up, I would pretend to shake her awake so she could go back to her room to sleep. The touch of my fingertips was soft and elastic, and I could clearly feel the nipples through her bra, which was probably made of thin fabric. The bride still didn't wake up, so I further cupped her snow-white breasts tightly with both hands and gently squeezed them. Suddenly, lust arose, and I sneaked behind the bride to loosen her bra. With a big movement, the bride shrugged and changed her position. My heart was pounding, and I was covered in cold sweat. I felt a little guilty, so I let go and turned to the bedroom to check on my junior. I heard snoring inside, and the groom was lying in the same position without moving. I felt relieved and returned to the beautiful lamb's side.

I boldly and slowly unzipped the side zipper under the bride's armpit, gently lifting it to reveal a loose bra hanging on her full breasts. My hands explored the smooth, soft flesh, the touch telling me it was the skin of a woman in her mid-twenties, the most beautiful age! Touching her filled me with both nervousness and excitement—it was truly thrilling! Not content with just touching her, I hastily helped the drunken bride into an even more alluring position; I placed one hand on her slender waist, and the other gently cupped her perfectly perky breasts, the asymmetrical mounds of soft flesh adding to her eroticism! Then, I rested her shapely calves on the chair, and draped the other beautiful leg over the armrest of the sofa, transforming the pure goddess into a wanton harlot in the blink of an eye! The bride, still tipsy, moaned softly, further arousing my lust. With one hand, I busily lifted her bright red dress, and with the other, I pushed aside her smooth thighs, revealing a sheer lace thong. I swallowed hard, quickly examining it closely.

The sleeping bride was unaware that she was being dissected by her complete stranger, a senior from her university. Her black lace trousers, with their delicate waistband, cinched her hourglass figure, accentuating her slender waist and full hips—a figure likely of exceptional quality, perhaps even surpassing that of a top-tier woman from a high-end brand like Tang Li Shi or Victoria. A thin, glossy black strap extended downwards, precisely wrapping around her secret garden, its slight indentation revealing her full vulva. The dampness at the folds was undeniably alluring. Lifting the dress slightly, a matching strapless demi-cup bra came into view. The thin black lace barely covered her erect nipples, the rosy areolas peeking out as if beckoning a muscular man. What a mature and alluring female body—truly arousing! I couldn't resist lowering my head and burying my face between the bride's legs. The fresh scent of her freshly washed body, mixed with the slightly acidic smell unique to women, was incredibly alluring. I gently parted the symbolic, tiny piece of fabric, revealing a neatly arranged triangle of downy pubic hair. With her legs spread at a 120-degree angle, her full, rosy vulva was also slightly ajar. My fingers easily parted the two smooth, red labia, revealing a bud that was still a peach-pink color, its surroundings incredibly delicate. I parted it a little more, and the entrance was wet and glistening, with clumps of soft flesh inside oozing streams of crystal-clear fluid—so tempting! Two or three drops even trickled down my fingers and onto the floor.

Facing her exposed vulva, I eagerly slid my middle finger into her little-explored jade cave. The warm, sticky sensation quickly enveloped my finger. The beautiful bride was still fast asleep. I began to gently thrust in and out, while my thumb pressed against her soft, gradually revealing clitoris, teasing her with light, gentle caresses. Although the beautiful woman was tipsy, her physical instincts were gradually awakening. Waves of stimulation conveyed a sensual desire, and her lust rose with each kneading and thrusting. The unease brought on by sexual desire made the new... The bride was slightly startled, her eyes glazed open. The alcohol had dulled her senses, and the main light in the living room made it hard for her to open her eyes. I didn't dare pull out my finger, afraid that hastily withdrawing it would disturb the bride. Luckily, I remembered that my middle finger was much thinner than my penis. The bride, whose dress was half-open, had a body more alluring than if she were completely naked. Her small, thin panties barely covered her vulva, which was still tightly holding someone else's finger, the two of them intertwined as if they were part of her body. Fortunately, she didn't notice the strange situation around her.

Although the alcohol made the beauty limp and lazy, she still politely asked, "Senior, aren't you tired?"

I whispered, "Hmm... I'm fine." The bride, unable to hold her liquor, didn't notice anything amiss and fell into a deep sleep, but her hazy consciousness had already tacitly accepted the pleasure coming from her lower body. The slippery, soft flesh began to react to my fingers, once again bringing forth a trickle of slightly turbid fluid. The jade crevice, gradually becoming engorged and red, ignited an unnamed lust. My ring finger, dabbed with some of the lustful fluid, slowly attacked the bride's anus, while my thumb kneaded the fully erect clitoris. The nimble wrist movements kept the ripe bride's body awake but her mind hazy. Morality and the desire for intercourse clashed. The goddess's long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she occasionally let out a long, soft sigh. It seemed that my two-pronged approach had indeed worked.

As I gripped and vigorously manipulated her fingers, the exquisite female began to slightly thrust her mature lower body forward, as if to devour even deeper and more fingers. I seized the opportunity to lift her beautiful buttocks and turn her over, letting her upper body lie face down on the sofa. With my index finger joining my middle finger, her rosy areolas bounced up and down with each movement. Her hungry lower body knelt on the long-haired Persian carpet, and I quickly pulled down the gossamer-thin fabric of her private parts, lifting her bright red evening gown to cover her head and face. The newlywed beauty was out of her mind. Her instincts told her she shouldn't make love in the living room with guests, but her weak body was completely at his mercy. Exposing her proud lower body gave her even more pleasure from exposure. The desire that she had been holding back all night was finally ignited. Her full breasts pressed into an admirable shape on the chair. The bride naturally lowered her waist, making her plump, round buttocks even more perky and fleshy. Her labia below swallowed and spit out two fingers without reservation, and waves of lustful fluid flowed from her swollen vulva. It was neither yellow nor white, but it stretched a thin line between her petals and the carpet.

Unexpectedly, the elegant and virtuous bride turned out to be surprisingly wanton after being aroused. What man wouldn't want to touch such a married woman? Her high, slender waist and full hips swayed back and forth, and she murmured unintelligible lewd words, moaning and groaning. The dress covering her face slipped down, revealing her face full of alluring beauty. The bride was still unaware that she wasn't being played with by her junior who had sworn eternal love! Seeing the bride so wanton, his penis, which had been restless for a long time, looked down and was dumbfounded! His penis, which was originally less than six inches hard, had suddenly grown to more than eight inches and was about two inches wide. He realized that the tonic wine and medicinal supplements that he was supposed to give to his junior that night had been placed on the table for him to drink. In that case, it was only natural that he would take his place in the battle. I quickly stripped off my clothes, grabbed her peach-like breasts with both hands, and pressed my egg-sized, angular glans against her half-open vulva, plunging in mercilessly like a branding iron through butter. When had this pampered bride ever experienced anything like this? Having been pampered and adored since childhood, this bride had never been treated so roughly by a beast in heat. Her once fair face flushed red, and her red lips turned pale as she endured the intense, painful pleasure of sex. Lubricated by her own juices, my middle finger's knuckle entered the slightly moist passage of her anus and began to rotate gently. The bride, her mouth trembling, couldn't help but let out a moan: "Mmm...this is killing me...you're so ruthless...you've ruined me...oh...how am I going to live the rest of my life after you've fucked me like this..."

The slippery, abundant fluids of her vaginal walls allowed me to barely move in and out. The female body is naturally very adaptable to men, and after about a hundred thrusts, her narrow passage gradually adapted to my enormous member. Feeling wet, I couldn't help but thrust even harder. I saw her vaginal flesh spitting out fluids with each thrust, and streams of her juices were squeezed out and flowed down to her buttocks. To prevent my junior from hearing my joy at using his wife, I quickly used the fingers of my other hand to feed this newlywed bride who had been cheated on. Unexpectedly, the beautiful woman, with her fair skin, treated my fingers like another penis, sucking them with smacking sounds. Her full, firm breasts swayed back and forth with each penetration, a truly beautiful sight! To minimize bathroom breaks after wearing a well-fitting wedding dress, brides-to-be usually cleanse themselves the night before, some even undergoing enemas. Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated, and my middle finger plunged deep into her anus, moving incessantly. How could this inexperienced bride withstand such a three-pronged approach? I heard her pleading, "My dear husband...it feels so good...ah...put it in...all the way to my uterus...fuck my...flesh hole..."

I knew my snow-white bride was about to ejaculate, so I quickly aimed at her vulva, thrusting in and out vigorously. To make this incredibly seductive bride climax even more, I occasionally rubbed the pointed tip of my penis against her vulva.

As a result, the bride's body trembled all over after I did this, and she was sore and numb that she couldn't speak. In order to insert my thick and long penis, which was not fully inserted, into her tender flesh overflowing with semen, I lifted up the bride's plump pink buttocks and adopted the position of man on top of woman, so that my big penis with bulging veins could be inserted to the root! The fragrant, steaming white buns were tossed before my eyes like jelly. I couldn't resist squeezing her smooth, pink breasts with one hand, and gently biting and licking her creamy nipples. The bride was now in a frenzy, thrusting wildly, wanting to penetrate deeply with each stroke, leaving only her testicles unseaten. I looked down at her swollen, excited labia, which resembled a small mouth. I didn't care about breaking the skin and kept thrusting hard. I heard her soft, seductive moan: "Mmm...oh...what is that...it's sour, numb, and spicy..." The bride trembled violently, a hot, vacuum-like contraction sucking at my almost bursting penis. My ejaculation was released, and the tightness of her vaginal walls before orgasm allowed me to ejaculate seven or eight streams of hot semen. The thick, sticky semen rushed straight to her soft clitoris, burning her cervix with pleasure. Her vaginal walls tightened, and even more thick, lustful fluid gushed out, flowing down my scrotum to my thighs. My buttocks were soaked in her joyful juices. Seeing the alluring sight of this stunning beauty as she emerged from her trance, words could hardly describe it.

My body, prone to orgasms, had already ejaculated twice, and the bride, still slightly drunk, leaned softly against me, panting. Her soft, warm breasts pressed against my skin—it was truly blissful! Having taken tonics and wine, and having stolen my junior's wife, my penis, unusually hard after ejaculating, remained trembling inside her beautiful vagina. My lower body was covered in her semen and juices. My lips roamed freely from her nipples to her rounded shoulders, from her pink neck to her fiery lips, caressing her almond-shaped mouth. The languid, wanton bride slowly opened her starry eyes, mumbling, "Husband... I can't take it if this happens every day..." Our eyes met, and the bride was utterly bewildered! She swallowed back the words she hadn't finished speaking, her face filled with panic as she desperately tried to break free, but her body was weak and sore, and she could only weakly pound my back, unable to break free of the iron wrists handcuffed to her slender waist; the humiliation of losing her self-respect made the bride regret her earlier involvement, but she also thought that this deadly climax was unprecedented. Should she blame this scoundrel for taking advantage of her vulnerability? Or should she blame herself for being drunk and promiscuous? The conflicted heart left the bride at a loss.

The real feeling of the huge penis still inserted in her flesh hole did not diminish due to the conflict, and the struggle of her lower body made the pleasure spread like ripples, and the friction of the struggle made her saliva flow down; the bride's heart skipped a beat, and she said repeatedly: Senior, you've had your fill! Let me go! We can't go on like this... I heard a loophole in her words and deliberately said: You weren't like this when you first came to me, and you said that as long as it was fun, you could do whatever you wanted? Was it all drunken nonsense?

I gently shook my penis, and the slut immediately began to pant sensitively. "How about this? As long as I can have my fill, we'll completely forget about tonight, okay?" The conflicted bride was already caught in a dilemma, but once was a mistake, two or three times was also a mistake, and her desire had already wavered. She just didn't know how to back down gracefully. I saw through this seductive young woman's thoughts and deliberately pulled my large penis out about 80%. The bride subconsciously moved her lower body to meet it, and this action brought out a large puddle of lustful fluid. She couldn't help but look at the lewd scene of the huge penis inserted into her narrow hole. I thrust in and out five or six times, letting her have her fill of the view. When she started fantasizing, I said, "Still lying to me? I'll see if you won't get your little mouth full." "Gan Xiu, unless you want to go hungry for the rest of your life!" The bride, intoxicated by pleasure, finally softened and said shyly and wantonly, "Okay... don't lie to me... I'll let you have your fun today..."

I triumphantly pinched her nipples. Because the bride was on top of me, I couldn't make any big movements, but the bride took the initiative. Her clitoris was right on my coarse pubic hair. The friction just now had made the tender bean swell up to the size of a bean, and the bride's juices flowed freely and she kept moaning. I slightly parted their genitals, letting the submissive bride see the slow, rhythmic in-and-out movement of my penis inside her precious vulva, her delicate labia unfolding and retracting accordingly. Witnessing it firsthand only amplified her lewdness. Although there was sufficient lubrication, her virgin vulva, having just experienced a fierce battle, was swollen and throbbing, resulting in reduced secretions. Seeing the beauty's anxious expression and furrowed brows, I thought that with the long night ahead, there was no rush; it would be better to explore another virgin territory first. I slowly withdrew my penis. The bride, though reluctant, saw my confidence and smiled knowingly. This slut seemed quite eager to see how I would play with her!

Having just experienced the narrow, dry passage, I found that although her anus was tight, a little stirring with my long fingers didn't make it dry; instead, it became somewhat moist, presumably due to the lubrication of rectal fluid. Moreover, the tightness was perfectly controlled. I wondered what kind of ecstasy it would be to have my penis inserted inside? I pressed my large, round glans against her anus, while simultaneously digging into her vagina and teasing her breasts, getting my hands covered in her juices. The bride, now desperate with lust, was willing to do anything I asked. She arched her back and buttocks, sticking her tight, fleshy opening high, saying, "My darling, this is my first time, be gentle..."

I quickly wet my glans, repositioned it at her opening, and thrust in. The bride was speechless, looking down to see that only a little bit had entered. Frowning, she let out a long sigh, her round buttocks clenched tightly. I quickly and gently pulled in and out, trying to relax her and let her secrete more juices. I scooped some out and smeared it on my penis. After seventy or eighty thrusts, her anus wasn't clenched as tightly anymore, and it felt even drier, warmer, and more interesting. The bride's bodily fluids were so abundant that even her narrow anus seemed to secrete intestinal fluid, making it easier to penetrate her tight anus! It seems that even without me, this slut would still be making her junior wear a green hat every day in the future; after two or three hundred thrusts, the beauty's initial discomfort gradually faded, and a completely different kind of pleasure tickled her entire plump and mature lower body. The anus is full of nerve endings, and the rectum and vagina are only separated by a thin layer of skin. The sensitive bride's ripe genitals had just finished their gratification, and now her anus was being thoroughly penetrated by a strong and thick cock, causing her second erogenous zone to be completely developed without any defense.

While I was thrusting, my hands weren't idle either, rhythmically stirring her honeypot. I went back and forth nearly a thousand times, and the bride, who had tasted the sweetness, was almost out of her mind from being fucked, and she climaxed several more times! At first, I could still hear her moaning something, but later her juices flowed like a torrent. I didn't know if it was pleasure or pain. I saw her slender waist twist and her plump buttocks sway violently. Her snow-white, plump buttocks were being fucked until they were just the right tightness, gripping my flashlight-thick penis with great pleasure. The beautiful bride eventually gave up resisting completely, letting the stranger fuck her as he pleased, until her legs were too weak to close, and she collapsed limply. That "water-like, fish-swimming" look was truly the epitome of wantonness! Seeing this, my penis throbbed wildly, and I released my semen, thick and nourishing, which poured into her tight, soft buttocks. Her anus, sprayed with a stream of hot liquid, instinctively contracted, shrinking until all the semen in my penis was squeezed out. When the last drop was squeezed out, I pulled my penis out of her tight jade gate and found that the bride's anus had been turned inside out, leaving a fleshy hole the size of an egg that couldn't close. Thick white fluid slowly flowed back down her thighs, covering the floor, making her look quite pathetic. I saw that her labia minora were everted, bright red and dripping, which was really cute. So I inserted my still-erect penis again. She was exhausted and couldn't hold her liquor. Even though she was being penetrated, she still couldn't help but fall asleep. I thrust a little, and she still hummed softly. Satisfied, I left my thing inside her and also fell into a deep sleep...

The southern summer mornings are early. The birds chirped on the windowpane, waking the almost naked bride. Still slightly groggy from the alcohol, her headache subsided after a rest. Just as she was about to get up, she felt a strange sensation in her lower body. The soft yet firm penis was still inside her. Looking back, she saw her nemesis from the previous night still asleep. Recalling how she had been violated multiple times by a complete stranger, she blushed with shame. Yet, the intense pleasure and repeated orgasms she experienced were unprecedented. This sweet sensation made her heart itch. She felt her wet vagina, still containing the penis, glistening with moisture. Her morning erection, soaked in the vaginal fluid, grew even thicker and longer, pressing against her clitoris with a slight discomfort. Pulling out the penis for a closer look, she saw it was nearly six inches long, incredibly hot, with a round, plump glans that was hard and purplish. With a gentle touch of her soft fingers, the penis swelled up another three or four inches, becoming nearly seven or eight inches long! The glans was deep, its veins uneven and bulging, making the newlywed young woman's heart itch unbearably. She couldn't help but part her lips and suck on the penis, licking the glans and urethral opening. She especially loved the two testicles inside the scrotum, and after a while, she felt it wasn't enough, so she continued to suck and lick them. The bride's lust woke me up. Seeing the alluring woman in my arms so wanton, I couldn't help but thrust my huge penis in. The bride felt dizzy from being pushed to the throat and slumped back against the sofa. I quickly carried her to the sofa, thinking she was too weak to handle it, but she smiled and said to me with a hint of anger: "Weren't you satisfied with what you did to me last night? Now you're taking advantage of me again..." I felt relieved and flirted with her, saying: "What a slutty woman, there was meat all over the table last night, didn't this mouth give you enough?"

The bride gave me a coquettish glare, then draped her long, shapely legs over the back of the chair, lying head down on the sofa. Her slender fingers gripped the iron rod that was almost touching her navel and brought it to her mouth. The massive penis magically disappeared into her luscious red lips, until nearly eight-tenths of it was completely submerged in her alluring mouth. The sight of my thick penis relentlessly pounding against her slender neck was truly obscene, causing my glans to overflow with salty fluid. The beautiful bride was having a wonderful time; because she was tilting her head back, she could swallow it even deeper. At the height of her passion, my eight-tenths of my penis was completely inside her throat, sucking so hard that my hair stood on end and my whole body trembled! At the peak of my pleasure, my penis suddenly swelled, and the slut knew I was about to ejaculate, so she sucked it all the way in, the pent-up fluids bursting into her greedy mouth! The bride swallowed it mouthful by mouthful like a baby nursing. Just

as I was reaching my climax, I suddenly heard the sound of the bathroom flushing. My junior had woken up! Ignoring his half-shot penis and the drool dripping from his genitals, the lonely man and woman quickly separated. The bride simply flipped down her evening gown and zipped it up, while I frantically pulled back my shirt and trousers, wondering if the pimp had seen his dignified wife being penetrated and slept by another man last night. As soon as my junior opened the door, the bride, feeling guilty, immediately said in a coquettish voice, "Honey, you were so tired yesterday, why didn't you rest a little longer? You've got nothing to do these past few days." I was startled to see the alluring lace panties on the floor, quickly stepped on them, and secretly slipped them into my pocket during a break in the conversation, unconsciously recalling how they barely covered my ample lower body. My junior, looking exhausted, yawned and said, "I woke up with a stomachache and didn't see you sleeping in the bedroom. Thinking about it, yesterday was really tiring!" "We can go back to our room and sleep a little later..."

The junior looked at the bride, who had a tired face but flushed cheeks, and was a little puzzled; but when he saw his wife's snow-white and full breasts, he felt an impulse. Because there were other people present, he didn't dare to do anything, so he could only hug her alluring waist and stroke her up and down. The slightest touch of her soft and plump breasts made him linger. The bride said that she had to prepare tea to sober up and went to the side to prepare. The junior had no choice but to chat with me on the sofa. Fortunately, he didn't touch her fat buttocks that weren't wearing underwear. Otherwise, just the fact that his wife was wearing a vacuum and there with the guests might have made me bleed five steps away! The beautiful young woman came over with an elegant posture carrying a tea tray. When she squatted down to arrange the tea set in front of the junior, her fair and beautiful buttocks, which could not be covered by her short dress, were extremely alluring. Upon closer inspection, the fine pubic hair at the top was faintly visible! A moment later, I saw her stand up and bend over to pick at the tea leaves, her entire plump, white buttocks were displayed before my eyes without reservation. Due to the posture, the tender red labia between her fair, soft flesh were clearly visible, swaying in front of me! This beautiful sight of red and white made my unsatisfied penis throb wildly!

The stunningly beautiful bride was caught between two lustful men, feeling the pleasure of exposing her private parts to her lover in front of her husband. Coupled with the emptiness from being interrupted during her passionate oral sex, her body and mind were restless. She knew that her current behavior was indecent, but her translucent lustful fluid had already overflowed from her hot labia. While arranging the tea to sober her up, she imagined the ecstasy of her vagina being penetrated by the huge penis. From an angle that her junior couldn't see, her lustful fluid quietly flowed down her shapely calves to her heels. Meanwhile, her junior was still unaware that his wife's heart had already flown to the huge penis opposite her. After drinking two cups of tea, my junior's stomach started cramping again, so he rushed to the bathroom in the bedroom. His new wife and I, as if on cue, went over to check on him. By the door of their newlywed bedroom, I hastily pulled out my long-suppressed penis and quickly entered her expectant body from behind. She stood with her upper body leaning over the edge of the bed, letting me thrust in and out. The sneaky thrill made her still-wet vagina secrete even more fluid. We were being careful, but there were still the unique sounds of fucking. The bride, afraid to make a sound, groaned softly, occasionally panting and moaning. This strange atmosphere made me feel so good that I almost melted, only knowing to passionately and anxiously fuck my new junior's sexy wife.

In this tense and exciting environment, the intense and rapid intercourse, with her lower body fully filled, lasted less than ten minutes before the semen gushed out like an oil well, thick and scalding hot, all shooting into the tight, fleshy bottom of the newlywed's vagina. Her uterus, repeatedly ravaged, was powerfully and continuously ejaculated, and the bride reached an unprecedented climax. Completely immersed in the experience, she unconsciously thrust her plump buttocks back and forth, using the still-erect penis to continue rubbing against her soft, juicy vulva, prolonging the peak of her sexual anticipation. Watching her enjoy the special sensation of the gradually softening penis inside her, her seductive demeanor was utterly lewd! When the penis was withdrawn afterward, a large pool of slightly yellowish-white vaginal fluid came out; I heard her husband flushing! The two quickly grabbed some toilet paper to wipe their exhausted genitals, not caring whether they were completely clean, and hurriedly threw them into the trash can; just then, my junior opened the door… what a close call!

On the way back to Taipei, my whole body was sore, but this night was truly unforgettable! After we got on the road, I pulled the thong that had been curled up in my pocket, unfolded the delicate black lace, and could still smell the faint, slightly acidic scent of my junior's newlywed wife, the same scent as my penis; I thought I would see her again, perhaps when my junior was around.

V. Other people's wives always seem the most alluring

. I watched her lead the little boy by the slender wrist, gracefully and freely crossing several streets. The little boy would occasionally look up at her. Perhaps it was the strange looks from strangers around him that made him uneasy. If it were me, I would too. Anyone would look at this mother and son with admiration and a hint of disbelief. Her swaying, round hips, firm, large breasts, and beautiful figure would attract anyone to such a mature and charming mother. But I was a man with ulterior motives; I had been watching her for a long time.

This woman's name was Hou Fen. She had long, wavy hair and wore a low-cut, light green dress. Her fair, even legs extended perfectly into her white strappy high heels. In particular, her chest created a three-dimensional cleavage, and her full breasts made one want to pinch them. That day, her mature charm deeply attracted me—no, I should say she completely captivated me.

Strictly speaking, she wasn't a stunning beauty. For a woman nearing 40, she exuded a captivating charm of middle age; she didn't need to be conventionally beautiful to be alluring, like a perfectly ripe peach.

If "alluring" were the word to describe her, I think it would be most fitting. From then on, I couldn't bear to look at her for a moment. Lustful thoughts constantly surged within me, and because of these thoughts, I firmly believed that one day I would have this beautiful flesh in my mouth.

Lost in thought, she stopped in front of a clothing store. A quick glance revealed it was a women's lingerie shop…

I wondered what kind of underwear she was wearing under her skirt—white lace? Black cotton? "Buy a high-waisted thong!

That'll be perfect for you. Before we go to bed, after I undress you, I'll spend a few minutes having you perform oral sex on me while wearing these underwear, my hands roaming over your round, full buttocks, watching you envelop my penis with your lips, swallowing and releasing it."

She lingered by the shop window for a long time before finally walking through the automatic doors. A moment later, I began to fantasize about her trying on the clothes.

About half an hour later, she came out carrying a drab gray bag…didn't it contain her most mysterious symbol of sexuality? A faint joy radiated from her face. The little boy looked up at her again. How lucky! You saw what kind of underwear Mom wore. It didn't matter; one day you'd know what kind of expression Mom had when she did *that*. Damn! Just that thought made my crotch bulge. So, I gradually shortened the distance between us, waiting for an opportunity.

Around noon, she seemed to have a purpose, quickening her pace. A moment later, she led the little boy into a restaurant. I paused for a moment and followed her in. The restaurant wasn't crowded, which was unusual for lunchtime. Hou Fen and the child chose a corner table. I pretended to be casual and chose the table next to her with my back to her. After ordering and serving drinks, she said to the child, "Sit well! Mommy's going to the restroom."

The opportunity had arrived!

She swayed her skirt as she walked towards the dressing room. I picked up my cell phone and dialed a few numbers. Hou Fen's phone rang in her purse.

"Little boy, Mommy's phone is ringing. Go give it to Mommy!"

I turned around with a kind smile.

The little boy obediently reached into his purse, grabbed the phone, and ran to the restroom.

Naturally, the sleeping pills I had prepared for her were quickly poured into her orange juice.

A few minutes later, Hou Fen and the little boy returned to their seats. "Strange? Who called? They didn't say anything,"

she muttered, placing the cell phone on the table. Then she picked up her drink and sipped a few mouthfuls. At that moment, I almost fainted.

When the waiter finally brought the food, the little boy said, "Mommy, are you sick?"

"Um... Mommy feels a little stuffy, something's wrong..." Hou Fen answered weakly; the drug had taken effect.

"Then you'd better eat quickly!"

"Okay, you eat first. Mommy just needs a little nap." As soon as she finished speaking, Hou Fen slumped onto the table and fell into a deep sleep.

The moment I had been waiting for finally arrived. I feigned concern: "Little boy, Mommy seems to be feeling unwell? Shall Uncle take Mommy to see a doctor?" The little boy was bewildered and didn't know how to answer, just staring at me.

I reached out and touched Hou Fen's forehead: "Oh dear! Mommy has a fever! It'll be terrible if we don't hurry! We have to go find the doctor quickly."

I helped Hou Fen lean against me and put my arm around her waist. Her skin felt soft and warm to the touch. The little boy, carrying his purse in one hand and clutching his mother's clothes with the other, obediently followed me to find the "doctor."

Of course, the little boy was easy to please. I just needed to tell the receptionist to give him a tip, and the hotel service was always surprisingly attentive. As I helped Hou Fang into the elevator, I couldn't wait to frivolously touch her round buttocks. But that's the thrill of the game; no matter how much I wanted it, I had to restrain myself. The more I pushed, the greater the pleasure. When my lust was about to overflow, it would be like a burst dam, uncontrollable, and I would become a beast.

Thinking of this, my penis was so hard I could barely stand. The narrow space of the elevator was filled with the scent of her perfume. Hou Fang's body was weak and defenseless against me. Stepping out of the elevator, I simply picked her up, found the room, and laboriously placed her on the bed before quickly closing the door behind me.

Hou Fang's jade-like body lay sprawled on the soft white bed, her firm breasts forming two mounds that extended down her slender waist to her vulva, where a slight bulge appeared. The soft gauze dress dipped inwards from there, accentuating the shapely contours of her thighs. It didn't matter; the goddess was already within my grasp. The more beautiful the moment, the more I wanted to savor it. I noticed the paper bag she had just taken from the clothing store; inside, of course, was a symbol of her sexual desire. I was hoping for a high-waisted, thin-strapped thong.

A casual peek revealed a maroon silk thong, transparent in the front and back with numerous cutouts and floral trim, but the fabric covering her vulva was slightly more than I had imagined. The new panties looked lewd but lacked life; I had no interest in them and tossed them aside. My gaze returned to Hou Fang's sleeping face. I freed one hand to unzip my pants and laboriously pulled out my erect penis. Doing this in front of her was something I had long dreamed of; the feeling of defiling a goddess was exhilarating.

I moved closer to her, rubbing my veiny penis, and pressed it against her lips. The precum dripping from the tip fell onto her lips. I gently circled the head of my penis against her lips, then slipped my fingers between her lips, parting her teeth slightly. Lowering my hips, my penis slid into her mouth, a warm, moist, and wonderful current instantly shooting through my brain. (Ah…this is the tingling sensation that drives men wild…)

I slowly thrust deeper, Hou Fang kept her eyes tightly closed and didn't utter a sound. Her face was contorted and deformed from the intrusion of the foreign object into her mouth. As I moved my hips, I caressed her breasts. The fact that a woman nearing 40 had such elastic breasts made me marvel as if I had found a treasure. With a little more force, a mound of beautiful flesh quickly filled my palm, and at this moment, I wouldn't let go even if I had a thousand reasons. Although she was sleeping soundly, I hoped she would react, so I increased the pressure of my hand. Her round, soft breasts were deformed beyond recognition in my hands, but she didn't even flinch, which made me feel a little disappointed yet also a mixture of pleasure and disappointment.

(What if I were a little rougher?) I was curious, so I reached into her V-neck, unhooked her bra, and pulled out her magnificent breasts. Her large, white breasts came into view, still bearing the marks of my footing. Her areolas were a little darker; a woman who has breastfed usually has slightly larger nipples. I figured her husband, besides her son, must also love this place, so defiled it must be incredibly pleasurable. I opened my mouth and began to suckle, my tongue circling her nipple. Soon it was rock hard.

My penis, already in her mouth, throbbed even more. I couldn't resist lifting her skirt; her flesh-colored thong clung tightly to her lower body. I really loved flesh-colored underwear; it made her body look even sexier, like an extra layer of camouflage on a woman's skin. I surveyed my prey, noticing her vagina was already wet, the seeping fluid staining that part of her panties a dark brown.

I extended my middle finger and gently pressed it against her clitoris through her panties, slowly circling it. I could smell the woman's scent as she prepared for intercourse. Her vulva seemed to beckon me. I pulled my penis out of her mouth, parted her legs, and the hidden entrance to her valley was brazenly revealed. But I hesitated for a moment. Should I just remove her last defense or make her bend over?

I didn't think for long, forcefully turning her around. The sight of her full buttocks was enough to make my eyes burn. I then pulled her panties up forcefully, the top of the panties digging deep into her vulva. I could clearly see her dark pubic hair. At this moment, she moved slightly.

"Ugh..."

Could she not bear it? My goddess.

Her slender fingers gripped the sheets. I thought she would regain consciousness soon, but the real show was just beginning.

I put my middle finger in my mouth, moistened it with saliva, and then gently pressed it against the opening of her panties. My finger then traced up and down along the opening, causing Hou Fang's buttocks to tremble even more violently. A woman who reacts is always better than one who doesn't. I used my finger to hook up the bunched-up panties and then released them sharply. The panties bounced back, slapping against her clitoris, and her breathing became increasingly heavy. I repeated this action until her inner thighs stiffened, then I paused for a moment.

"You know, if your husband knew his beautiful wife's... well, you know... this place..."

I brought my face close to her legs, scrutinizing the alluring opening before me.

"It's already so wet that many men could enjoy it... wouldn't he feel a different kind of pleasure? Don't you think men subconsciously want their wives to be intimate with other men in front of them?"

She didn't answer. I thought she couldn't speak yet. Looking into her purse, I found her cell phone, and an extremely stimulating motive flashed through my mind. I found 'husband's' phone number in my contacts and pressed the dial button, waiting for a game to begin.

"Beep...beep...hello, darling, what's up?"

I held the cell phone to Hou Fang's lips.

"Say hello to your husband! He must be wondering what you're doing right now,"

I whispered in her ear.

Then I pulled down her thong, her alluring vulva glistening with pearls. I brought my face close, taking a deep breath through my nose, feeling an unprecedented happiness. The unique, sensual scent of a mature woman filled my nostrils. I extended my tongue, gliding it lightly over her vulva, the tip coated in her slippery love juice. Without thinking, I tasted her flavor.

The slippery, mature woman's taste was indescribable. I licked upwards at her tightly closed anus, goosebumps rising on her buttocks. Now, the real show was about to begin. I could no longer be slow and deliberate, sucking deeply into her vulva, making "slurp, slurp, slurp" sounds. Finally, I gently bit her labia, and Hou Fang's body trembled slightly as she let out a soft "hmm."

"Fang, how are you? Why aren't you saying anything...? Hello... hello..."

I wanted her right now, I wanted her madly. Before this, I whispered in her ear, "Beautiful lady, after you taste my cock, you won't want your husband anymore."

Her body tensed up, she woke up faster than I expected, but it was all too late.

I turned her over, her eyes were still closed but her breathing was heavy, I roughly spread her legs, my glans pressed against her vulva, hesitated for a moment and then thrust in hard, Hou Fang immediately frowned deeply, biting her lower lip to hold back her cries, her body stiff and arched.

"Ah... so tight..."

After my cock was completely inside, I quickly pulled out and went in again, now I had become a beast. An anxious voice came from the other end of the cell phone: "Fang, what's going on? Where are you now? Why do I hear a man's voice?" Tears slid down Hou Fang's cheeks, she struggled to cover her mouth and nose with her hand. January 10th, Chapter 6: Ripe Pineapples.

Ripe pineapples...

That's a memory from many years ago, a memory that remains vivid and unforgettable. I remember I was only sixteen then, in the prime of my youth, and I joined other educated youth sent to the countryside at a small farm in Dandong, Northeast China. It was very close to Sinuiju, North Korea; just across the river was the border.

I was quite young then, only in my first year of high school. With the government's strong encouragement, I resolutely went to Northeast China with my classmates. Everything was new and exciting. Being from the South, I had a particular interest in the northern scenery—maple leaves, pine trees, ginkgo trees…

After a few days of adjustment, I was mostly fine. Then I started working on the farm. In our youthful years, we were filled with boundless aspirations for the socialist construction cause. We worked tirelessly, and the day flew by. Evenings were limited to discussing ideals and our understanding of the Party. Being the youngest, I rarely spoke about these things. At that time, I vaguely developed a desire to play with women, and I was particularly "sexually interested" in beautiful women.

And indeed, it was a paradise for beautiful women. Many Korean girls were stunningly beautiful, which made this southern lad's heart itch. I always wanted to have some fun with one. Unfortunately, I was too young; everyone treated me like a child, and I had no chance. But luckily, I was also quite good-looking. Coming from a once-prosperous but now impoverished family, my parents had given me a handsome appearance.

The older women were still willing to be with me, which gave me some comfort. And after we got to know each other, I often had the opportunity to indulge my fantasies, to take advantage of them. I would pat their breasts, pinch their buttocks and thighs, and as long as it wasn't too inappropriate, they all tacitly approved of my behavior. But I was particularly interested in the older sister, Xiujing, who was already married.

Sister Xiujing was over thirty, with a pair of full breasts, a height of 1.7 meters, and long legs. Although there weren't many pretty clothes or miniskirts at the time, her voluptuous figure was already quite evident. I often helped Sister Xiujing with chores and took special care of her, and she was very kind to me, often giving me treats. Over time, things started to spark between us.

Her husband often had to go to town on business, sometimes for two or three days at a time, which was when I missed him the most. But people were very honest back then, and I was no exception. Although I had some bad thoughts, they remained just thoughts. Until one day, Sister Xiujing accidentally fell into the river while washing clothes. I saw this from a short distance away and immediately jumped into the water to rescue her. It was springtime, and the water was very cold. Xiujing was frozen in the water and shivered in my arms. I carried her and ran home as fast as I could. I laid her on the kang (a heated brick bed), boiled water for her to drink. She was very weak, and her clothes were wet. I got her a clean set of clothes to change into, and then said I was going to find her husband. Just as I was about to leave, Sister Xiujing grabbed my hand and said, "Xiaozhi, you don't need to go. My husband went to the city on business these past two days and won't be back until the day after tomorrow. Just sit here and keep me company!"

I said a little embarrassedly, "Sister Xiujing, you need to change your clothes. I still need to go out for a while. I'll come back in after you've changed!"

"No need, Xiaozhi, can you help me change? Xiaozhi isn't an outsider; he's my sister's savior. You saved my life, so what's there to be shy about?"

Xiujing said softly.

"Sister Xiujing, is it really okay?"

I asked skeptically. She nodded, looking at me with very loving eyes. At this point, I couldn't control myself anymore. I pounced on her, touching her large breasts, and began to take off her clothes. She readily allowed me to take off my clothes, and I started pulling down my pants, revealing my erection, and straddled her. My hands groped her body haphazardly for a while, and Xiujing kissed my lips, saying, "Xiaozhi, let Sister Xiujing teach you how to play with women, okay?"

Of course, I said yes. She pulled my hand and let it touch her body for a while, then reached down to her genitals. I touched it and felt a lot of hair, which excited me greatly. I pinched her genitals with my fingertips, and Xiujing let out a lewd moan. Since I was still a virgin and knew nothing of matters between men and women, I only knew how to kiss her breasts and touch her vulva, and I was quite clumsy. Sister Xiujing opened her legs, and my penis was aimed at her cunt. The pubic hair tickled my penis, making it extremely erect. She whispered in my ear, "Put your penis into my little hole!"

I didn't know where the hole was, so I stupidly asked Xiujing, "Sister Xiujing, where is the hole? I don't know."

Xiujing grabbed my penis and shoved it into her cunt. As soon as my penis touched the wet walls of her cunt, it instinctively burrowed in. Without Sister Xiujing saying anything, I started thrusting.

The pleasure of that first sexual intercourse was indescribable. Sister Xiujing kept humming my name, and her wanton moans made me feel like I was in heaven.

Back then, I had no idea about contraception. I ejaculated all sorts of things into Sister Xiujing's vagina. There was a lot of her semen, and her plump vagina couldn't hold it all; a lot of it spilled out. She raised her body, letting the semen go into her uterus. I didn't know why she was doing that; I just felt embarrassed for spilling such a smelly thing on someone else. I got a piece of paper and wiped away the thick semen for Sister Xiujing. I got dressed, but Sister Xiujing was still in bed covered with a blanket. I was also lustful, so I reached under the blanket and touched her big buttocks and thick pubic hair. She gently touched my face and said tenderly, "Xiaozhi, Sister Xiujing likes you a lot. You're very nice and cute. You always make me feel a little sour. Come see me whenever you have time. I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you're happy."

I was very happy. I hugged her head and kissed her lips. That night, I ate at her house, and afterwards, we had dessert made from her body. It was delicious!

Two days later, I was sent by the team to Xinyizhou to place an order and handle some business. I was gone for three months. In Sinuiju, I didn't understand Korean, so I relied on the translator accompanying the group to handle everything, allowing me to simply enjoy the foreign culture. We stayed at a local guesthouse, small but clean enough. The North Korean girls were all very warm and friendly, and several of the staff members were giving me flirty looks, since there aren't many handsome men in North Korea. But at that time, I wasn't sure what to do, didn't understand Korean, and didn't know who to approach. Plus, I was out early and back late, so I didn't have time for romance, and thus missed this great opportunity.

One evening, I returned to the guesthouse very late, exhausted from the day, and wanted to take a shower, but the bathhouse was closed, and there was no hot water—how frustrating! I searched everywhere for some hot water and ran into Aunt Kim, the guesthouse's handyman.

Aunt Kim was around forty years old, quite plump, didn't look old, had fair skin, and her large breasts jiggled constantly. She must have been a beauty in her youth. I didn't speak Korean, so I used gestures to communicate. Fortunately, Aunt Kim understood a little Chinese, so I told her I wanted some hot water. She told me she had some in her room, so I went with her to get it. When we arrived at her room, she brought me a pot of hot water and a basin to wash myself. She started to undress me, and I said in surprise, "No need, Aunt Jin, I can wash myself at home."

I gestured to her as I spoke. Aunt Jin replied in broken Chinese, "It's alright, this is very common here. Korean women have to do chores for men; we're used to it."

I wanted to refuse, but since it was a Korean custom, I didn't. Aunt Jin took off my shirt, and then she tried to take off my pants. I quickly covered my waistband and said I wouldn't take them off there. Seeing my determination, Aunt Jin smiled and said, "Don't be shy. I'm over 30, I've seen it all. How about this..."

She grabbed my hand and slipped it inside her clothes, touching her breasts. I didn't know what to do. She started pulling down my pants, and I couldn't resist. I pushed her to the ground, one hand kneading her breasts, the other reaching under her skirt to pull down her panties. Aunt Jin didn't resist, letting me stay still, looking at me with loving eyes, like a mother indulging a child's wild behavior. I turned her over, straddling her buttocks, and penetrated her from behind, slowly thrusting in and out, my hands inside her clothes fondling her large breasts. Aunt Jin didn't dare to cry out, silently letting me play with her. After about twenty minutes, my ejaculation gate opened wide, and my semen shot out. Inside this woman who was old enough to be my mother.

After I finished with her, Aunt Jin kissed my cheek, ignoring the semen dripping from her vagina, and used a towel to wipe my body and help me bathe. While she was washing me, she made love to me—kissing me. Finally, I stripped off all her clothes and left her naked, sitting opposite me.

I also helped her bathe. We, this unlikely couple, took a comfortable hot bath in our debauchery. Aunt Jin promised that I could see her anytime, but I should take care of my health.

I was young and impulsive, and couldn't help but be impulsive. I had sex with her for several nights in a row, leaving countless children in her womb. Finally, I simply went to her room to sleep, fucking her fat vagina, sucking her breasts, touching her smooth buttocks, and kissing her every night, releasing all the fatigue of the past few days. During this time, I learned about her background and situation. She was a widow, without children. Because she had been violated during the Japanese occupation of Korea, rendering her infertile, no one was willing to marry her, leaving her all alone. So I took her in as my godmother, and she took care of my daily needs, as well as other things.

She was my mother in the morning and my wife at night, and I was my son in the morning and my husband at night; these days passed in this illicit affair. Living with my godmother, I became intimately familiar with every part of a woman, sometimes spending the whole day just playing with her vagina, which made me start to become somewhat sexually frigid. Three months flew by, and I had to return to the farm. After giving me a good time, my godmother packed my bags, and we kissed each other goodbye. Watching her godson leave, she was incredibly heartbroken. But I told her I would come back whenever I had the chance or bring her to my home. She smiled comfortingly and... I said goodbye.

I returned to the brigade and spent a few days having fun with the group before going to find Sister Xiujing. But when I got to her house, I found no one there. I asked around and learned that Xiujing and her husband had gone to the city for medical treatment. No one knew what illness she had. So I went back to my lodging in the commune. For some reason, ever since I returned from Xinyizhou, many of the older sisters have been looking at me differently, always secretly smiling. Sister Chun and Sister Lan kept glancing at me furtively, followed by knowing smiles. I really couldn't understand what they were doing. So, when no one was around, I grabbed Sister Chun and pulled her aside, saying, "Sister Chun, why have you been looking at me so strangely ever since I came back from Xinyizhou? It's like you're hiding something from me. Tell me what it is!"

Sister Chun chuckled and said, "Xiao Zhi, you've grown up. All the older sisters are smitten with you. Aren't you happy now?"

"Ahem, sisters, don't tease me. In your eyes, I'm just a little kid,"

I said seriously.

"Look at you..."

I looked in the direction she pointed, and saw that there was something wet on the front of my pants, probably from a wet dream. I stuck out my tongue, smiled at Sister Chun, and suddenly grabbed her breast and ran away. Chun chased after me, yelling that she would beat me up, you little pervert. Oh, I reached the end of the road, there was no way out. Chun ran up and started hitting me for a while (actually, it didn't hurt at all, it was just playing around, and she let me have my way with her a few more times, and she even let me touch her pubic hair and vagina). Then she heard someone calling and left.

I quickly went back to my room to change my pants, and then went back to the office building to report for duty. That day, on my way home, I met Xiujing and her husband, who had just returned from the city. I asked them what happened, and they said that Xiujing's wife was pregnant. Xiujing's husband was overjoyed, looking like a father. During the conversation, I noticed that Xiujing's wife was looking at me strangely, but I pretended not to notice, chatted for a few more minutes, and then went home. A few days later, I passed by Sister Xiujing's house and happened to run into her as she was leaving. She pulled me into her house and whispered, "Xiaozhi, something terrible has happened to you!"

Confused, I asked what it was.

"You're a father now!"

"What?"

I exclaimed in surprise.

"After that day, I got pregnant with your child!"

"That child is mine?"

"Yes, you're in trouble!"

Sister Xiujing said sarcastically.

"What am I going to do? I…"

I said in a panic. "It's alright, you little rascal, I won't tell anyone, but you have to come see me and my child often, okay?"

I nodded and promised to come see her whenever I had time.

"My husband is going to the city tomorrow night, so come find me early then."

I agreed and went home to calm down.

The next afternoon at five o'clock, I sneaked into Sister Xiujing's house. After she closed the door, I stripped her naked and thrust my huge penis into her plump cunt. She kept moaning and groaning, which made me thrust in and out rapidly. After hundreds of thrusts, a warm stream of semen flowed into Sister Xiujing's uterus. I lay on the ground and let Sister Xiujing lie on top of me, using my lewd hands to caress every part of her body, especially her pubic hair and vagina. I played with her from five o'clock until eight o'clock in the evening, a full three hours. Sister Xiujing was brought to orgasm by my play, feeling like she was dying of pleasure. A thick liquid mixed with semen and vaginal fluid kept flowing from her vagina. She could no longer control her lust and was completely lewd in front of me. I was exhausted and finally managed to coax her to sleep. After playing with her for a while, I got up and went home.

In the following days, we continued to have sex secretly until one day her husband died in a traffic accident. During that time, I didn't dare to visit her anymore. I only went to see her after she had settled things at home. By then, she had already given birth to a daughter. It seems that it's true that philandering men often have daughters. I no longer needed to visit her secretly; I could openly go to her house to sleep. I also brought my godmother from Xinyizhou to help me take care of the child. I told Xiujing about my sexual relationship with my godmother. She wasn't very happy at first, but since I was more than ten years younger than her, she couldn't scold or demand anything of me like a normal girl. So she accepted the relationship between my godmother and me, which was like that of a mother and wife.

From then on, I was in bed with three women, young and old. The vaginas of the two older women were always full of my children. My godmother and I often had sex in the bathroom. I would always ride on her back, my penis teasing the walls of her vagina, playing with her plump vagina until it was almost swollen shut. I really went all out because my godmother was always so accommodating and loving, letting me play with her and release my lust day after day. Xiujing was sometimes a little jealous and often couldn't resist joining in our sexual games. Back then, there were no contraceptive methods and no need for them, so I had several children. But I still considered my godmother my primary object of defilement, so she could enjoy the pleasures of human relations. Xiujing was also very obedient to my godmother, just like a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Every day I had milk to drink, breasts to play with, buttocks to play with, vaginas to fuck, pubic hair to play with, mouth kisses, someone to wipe my body, oral sex, and I could be spoiled in her arms... enjoying the happiest life.

VII. Spring Full of Tanglou

The place I used for writing had a restaurant downstairs. I usually ate lunch there. This time, because I was rushing to finish a manuscript, I couldn't go downstairs to have a comfortable meal, and I even had to have lunch delivered to the restaurant.

It was a small family-run restaurant. Apart from employing two or three waiters in the kitchen, everything else was done by a middle-aged woman and her two young daughters. The

one who delivered the food was my eldest sister, Yaozhu, who was in her twenties and had been married for more than a year without children. Her husband was a truck driver on the mainland route and was often away from home.

It was Yaozhu's first time visiting me, and seeing my room filled with books, she exclaimed excitedly, "Wow, you have so many books! I love reading before bed. Can I borrow a few?"

I smiled and said, "Of course! Take your pick."

"I want to read your own books," Yaozhu said, picking up two novels with my pen name on them.

"You should read something else,"

I quickly said, "Those two are adult novels."

"I'm not a child, what's there to be afraid of?" Yaozhu said playfully, "I've read them before. You're afraid to let me read them, but I'm going to read them anyway, to see how you describe things between men and women." "

My books describe perverse relationships between men and women. You'd better not read them,"

I tried to snatch the books from Yaozhu's hands, but she had already retreated to the doorway, making a face at me.

That night, around 2 a.m., I was still in my writing room working on my manuscript. Just as I finished what I was doing, the phone suddenly rang. I picked it up and heard it was Yaozhu calling. She said, "Great writer, I know you haven't gone home yet. I'd like to chat with you for a bit. Do you have time?"

"I just finished my work and will be staying here tonight. Please speak freely. How did you know I hadn't gone home yet?"

I asked curiously.

"I live in the apartment downstairs from yours. I can see your window from my window," Yaozhu said with a smile. "I just finished reading one of the books I got from you this afternoon. You described the story so vividly. Are all the things you wrote true?"

"Novels, of course, are mostly fictional. But I don't know which aspect you're referring to."

"The things between men and women, you describe so magically, but I'm a married woman who's never experienced them. Aren't you exaggerating a bit?" Yaozhu asked this question unexpectedly.

I laughed, "In that respect, I haven't exaggerated at all; in fact, I might even be a little understated."

"That story you wrote about having an affair with your neighbor, was it based on real experience?"

"That's just a sexual fantasy. I'd never have such good fortune."

"But seeing how detailed your writing is, I guess it must be true."

"I wish it were true, but unfortunately, it never is."

"If you really had that opportunity, would you dare to be the male lead in the story?"

"I'll only answer that question if a female lead appears in the story."

"Do you want breakfast tomorrow morning? Should I bring it to you?"

"Thank you, but I've finished my work. I can go to the restaurant for breakfast tomorrow."

"You must be very tired. Get some rest. Bye." Yaozhu hung up after saying that.

I was really exhausted. I quickly made up my canvas bed, lay down, and fell asleep.

The next morning, I was woken up by the doorbell. Opening the door, I saw Yaozhu had brought breakfast. I scratched my head and said, "Did I order breakfast?"

"Never mind whether you ordered it or not, do you need breakfast?"

"Of course I do, but I just woke up."

"You sleep so much! I didn't sleep well all night.

" "Why?"

I asked curiously.

"Your books, once you start reading, you can't put them down. Reading them makes it even harder to sleep." Yao Zhu said, lowering her head.

"I told you not to read them, but you insisted."

"I'm not going to listen to you anymore! I'm going to be the heroine in your story now! I want to prove you're as amazing as the male protagonist in the book. See if you're deceiving the readers!" Yao Zhu said, putting down the food she was holding and throwing herself into my arms.

I quickly helped her up and said, "Ah Zhu, I like you so much, but you're already a married woman. I can't be rude to you."

"You dare to do that in your novels. If you don't mind me, you can't ignore me. Since I've already expressed my feelings, you..." Yao Zhu said, tears streaming down her face.

I knew that this was the only and best way. So, I quickly tidied up the things on the table and put them in the drawer, then lifted Yaozhu's delicate body onto me. I lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, and at the same time took out my already hard penis, quickly inserting it into Yaozhu's wet little hole. Yaozhu shivered and clung to me tightly with both hands. I unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down. Then, I arched my back and thrust my penis wildly into her little hole.

Yaozhu's little hole was very tight; if it weren't for enough moisture, the glans would definitely have had trouble going in and out. Perhaps due to the intense friction between our genitals, or perhaps because Yaozhu was in a state of arousal when I penetrated her, she quickly reached orgasm. Her little hole was constantly overflowing with lustful fluid, her two slender arms gripped me tightly, and she moaned incessantly.

I pressed on, reaching inside her clothes to fondle her breasts while thrusting my thick, hard penis wildly into her vagina, pounding and pounding relentlessly.

After what seemed like an eternity, I told Yaozhu, "I'm about to ejaculate, can you pull out?"

Yaozhu, already lost in ecstasy, perked up at my words and hugged me tightly. I understood she tacitly approved of my release inside her. So I ejaculated inside her without hesitation. At that moment, I felt incredibly satisfied, and I also enjoyed watching Yaozhu's ecstatic state.

Yaozhu held me tightly for a long time before slowly releasing me, and I withdrew my penis from her vagina. Only then did I get a clear look at her private parts.

Although Yaozhu had thick, dark pubic hair, her labia and vaginal walls were incredibly tender. Her vagina, now filled with my semen, resembled a baby's mouth after a full feeding. I asked with a smile, "Ah Zhu, how do you feel?"

Yao Zhu said weakly, "What you wrote in the book was indeed true. I've never been this excited before."

"So how do you and your husband play?"

"Don't even mention it. He's not as capable as you, and his thing isn't as big or thick as yours either."

"So you insist that I try it with you,"

I said with a smile, touching her alabaster-like breasts.

"You're so mean, teasing me like that," Yao Zhu said, pretending to be angry. She covered her vulva with her hand and went to the bathroom for a while. After she came out, she put on her underwear and left in a hurry.

After that, Yao Zhu would always take the opportunity of bringing food to my writing room for a night of passion. The woman's spirit was in harmony with the man's yin and yang, and her body was nourished by the man's semen, so she obviously changed. After Yao Zhu started seeing me, her previously slender figure gradually became plump and round.

However, what happened between us was still kept very secret. It wasn't until one day by chance that her second sister, Yao Xian, discovered it. However, instead of publicizing my affair with her sister, she joined our little world as our second guest.

It happened one afternoon during tea time. Yaozhu brought in some snacks, and as usual, she took off her underwear, lifted her skirt, and let my penis enter her vagina. Just as we were getting into it, someone suddenly pushed the door open. We were both startled, and upon closer inspection, it was Yaoxian bringing up the soda her sister had forgotten.

Yaozhu quickly told her sister to close the door. Yaoxian obediently closed the door and stood there blankly. Yaozhu pulled my head close to her ear and whispered, "Go to the restroom for a bit, I'll call you when I call you."

I listened to her, pulled my penis out of her vagina, stuffed it into my pants, and quietly slipped into the restroom. I peeked through the crack in the door and saw Yaozhu come down from the stage. She shook her skirt, revealing she wasn't wearing any underwear, and quickly walked over to her younger sister, Yaoxian, saying, "Second sister, what you saw today, you can't tell anyone

, okay?" Yaoxian nodded without saying a word. Yaozhu continued, "Since you've already given your virginity to your boyfriend, why don't you try it with your older sister's boyfriend too?"

Yaoxian shook her head, remaining silent. Yaozhu put her hand on her shoulder and said, "Sister, don't be shy. I've always shared good things with you since we were little. I didn't dare let you know this time, but since you caught me, I don't want to hide it anymore. Try it with him, you'll definitely have a blast!"

Yaoxian was too shy to speak, so Yaozhu pulled and pushed her, dragging her to the table and calling for me to come out. I understood what was going on, so I lifted Yaoxian onto the stage. Yaozhu grabbed her sister's legs and made me take off her underwear. At first, Yao Xian shyly covered her vulva with her hands, but eventually, she reluctantly let my thick, hard penis enter her wet little hole. Yao Zhu, seeing that it was done, stepped aside to watch.

At this moment, I grabbed Yao Xian's feet with both hands. I watched with my own eyes as my penis went in and out of her little vagina. Yao Xian was two years younger than Yao Zhu, and her skin was particularly fair and delicate. She had less pubic hair than her sister, and her tender labia were turned out and brought in again and again with my thrusting.

I reached into her clothes and felt her breasts, which I found to be fuller and larger than her sister's. However, her nipples were relatively small. I smiled and asked her, "Miss Yao Xian, can I ejaculate inside you?"

Yao Xian closed her eyes and did not answer. Yao Zhu pressed, "Sister, did you use contraception?"

Yao Xian shook her head. So I thrust wildly for a long time, playing with her until she was overflowing with lustful juices. Yao Xian couldn't help but moan softly. Then, her face flushed, her eyes moist, and her hands and feet turned cold. She had reached a state of ecstasy.

Seeing Yao Zhu watching from the side, also aroused, I said to her, "Ah Zhu, your sister has had her fill, and she didn't use contraception. Why don't you join me for the second half?"

Yao Zhu immediately lay down next to her sister with great enthusiasm. I left Yao Xian's body and inserted my muscular penis into Yao Zhu's wet little hole. Yao Zhu was like a fish in water; she held me tightly, and quickly reached orgasm. Not long after, I also ejaculated my thick, hot semen into her tight little vagina.

Afterward, the two sisters hurriedly went downstairs. I was still savoring the erotic experience of killing two birds with one stone. Of the two sisters, Yao Zhu was two years older than her sister, but she had a well-proportioned figure and a beautiful face. Her allure was no less than that of the youthful Yao Xian. However, Yao Xian's particularly full breasts were exceptionally arousing to touch.

The Yao sisters, Yaozhu and Yaoxian, had already had a physical relationship with me, but unfortunately, due to the fact that we were clothed, we couldn't embrace each other naked and enjoy ourselves to the fullest.

I told Yaozhu my desires, and she expressed the same feeling. So, one stormy night, when I had almost finished what I was doing, Yaozhu suddenly called and invited me to stay at her place for the night. I immediately put down my pen and paper and quietly went to her house.

Yaozhu was already waiting for me with the door open. When I went in, I found that not only Yaoxian was in the house, but also their third sister, Yaozhi. As I was expressing my surprise, Yaozhu closed the door and said, "Tonight, my second sister and I will play with you, and my third sister will watch from the side. She is still a virgin, so you mustn't touch her."

I nodded somewhat awkwardly. Yaozhu and Yaoxian had already taken off their nightgowns one by one until their naked bodies were completely exposed. Then, they specifically asked Yaozhi to help me undress. Yaozhi was a girl of seventeen or eighteen, with a childlike face, very pretty and playful. When her delicate hands gently undressed me, I felt a surge of desire and almost couldn't resist touching her. However, with her two older sisters present, I knew I absolutely couldn't make any rash moves.

I was quickly stripped down to my underwear by Yaozhi. When she pulled down my underwear, instead of being shy, she curiously grasped my erect penis and stroked it a couple of times. I couldn't resist her teasing, so I hurriedly took off my own underwear and pounced on the naked Yaozhu and Yaoxian. But they all rushed away, leaving me empty-handed. I chased after them, but they played hide-and-seek with me around the furniture in the room.

Unable to catch them, I devised a plan and grabbed Yaozhi, who was standing and watching the commotion. I tried to take off her nightgown. The two sisters rushed over to rescue her, but I grabbed Yaoxian, who had come up first, and carried her to the bedside.

Yao Xian was already horribly aroused, immediately raising her two snow-white, delicate legs to allow my penis to easily penetrate her wet little hole. Then came a round of frenzied thrusting, pushing Yao Xian to the brink of ecstasy.

I asked her if I could release inside her this time, and she gasped, "Sure, but you go play with your sister first. I'll let you play with me when I'm about to come."

I turned around and saw Yao Zhu digging at her own cunt with her hand, knowing she must be impatient. So I temporarily withdrew from Yao Xian's body and pointed my thick, hard penis at her sister, Yao Zhu. I told Yao Zhu to lie on the bed with her buttocks raised so I could penetrate her from behind. She was sexually frustrated, so she naturally obeyed.

I was determined to release my pent-up desires in Yao Xian's little fleshy hole, so when I had just the right amount of time with Yao Zhu, I pulled out my stick and thrust it into Yao Xian's vagina again, pounding away repeatedly. Finally, during her second orgasm, I ejaculated into her body.

Yao Zhi watched from the beginning, but unfortunately, I didn't even dare to touch her. After we were done, she went back to her room to sleep, and I hugged Yao Zhu and Yao Xian in each arm and squeezed into the bed to sleep.

Ever since I had openly made love to Yao Zhi's two older sisters in front of her, I had started to pay special attention to her. I was very surprised that a girl who had never been with a man could so easily strip me naked. At the same time, I didn't understand why Yao Zhi's older sister, who forbade me from touching her younger sister, had made her take off my clothes. However, I soon solved this mystery.

It turned out that although Yao Zhi was a virgin in name and in fact, she had secretly worked as a "fish ball girl" with her classmates at a brothel while she was in school. Although she didn't have to have sex with men in that kind of place, her body had been touched and fondled by countless men, and her hands had held countless men's penises.

These little secrets were only revealed to me by Yaozhi when she secretly offered herself to me, hiding them from her sister. That time, Yaozhi brought me food. She playfully reached down to my crotch and touched my penis. Of course, I returned the favor by touching her breasts and vagina. After a while, Yaozhi whispered to me, "It's not convenient for me to play with you here, my sister will find out. If you're willing to rent a place outside, I'll definitely have a good time with you."

I quickly said, "Okay, whatever you say, when is a good time?" "

I can leave the restaurant at three o'clock in the afternoon. Wait for me at the street corner across the street."

After Yaozhi finished speaking, she drifted away.

At the agreed time, Yaozhi appeared at the street corner on time. I immediately took her to a taxi to a "purely rented" apartment in Mong Kok.

After entering the room, Yaozhi appeared shy. But as I gazed at her beautiful face, I couldn't resist the allure of her youthful and healthy body. I eagerly began to remove her clothes, one by one.

Yaozhi's skin was exceptionally delicate, and her breasts, like white jade, were full and elastic. I fondled them for a while, then pulled down her panties, revealing a snow-white, smooth, and hairless vulva.

Yaozhi's vulva was unique; her mons pubis was high and prominent, while her labia minora were deeply recessed, suggesting that a man's penis would easily enter her. Still not convinced that Yaozhi was a virgin, I laid her body across the bed, spreading her pink thighs to carefully examine her vulva. I gently parted her rosy labia minora and, sure enough, saw that the wet opening was still sealed with a thin hymen. Overjoyed, I was eager to insert my penis into her vulva. However, I then thought, since Yaozhi had given me her first time… I should take it slow, make her feel comfortable, and then I'll give her a little reward.

So, I suppressed my impulse and sat down next to Yaozhi, stroking her vulva with one hand and teasing it with the other. I gently pinched and teased her rosy nipples, and played with her clitoris in every way possible, until her nipples hardened and her vulva overflowed with lustful fluid.

Yaozhi finally couldn't hold back any longer, and she said in a trembling voice, "Hurry up... stop teasing me."

I asked, "Yaozhi, are you really willing to give me your first time?"

Yaozhi nodded and closed her beautiful big eyes.

"I'm going to put it in now. If it hurts, just make a sound."

I pressed the head of my penis against the entrance of her wet vulva and slowly pushed it in. When I encountered a little resistance, I knew that the head of my penis had touched her hymen, so I pushed in forcefully. With a "whoosh," my head of my penis had entered the entrance and entered her warm vulva. Yaozhi shuddered and hugged me tightly with both hands. I hurriedly asked, "Ah Zhi, how are you feeling? Does it hurt a lot?"

Yao Zhi looked at me with seductive eyes and said, "It doesn't hurt too much. Am I satisfactory?"

I looked at her and said, "Very good. My penis is inside your warm and soft little cunt. It feels so good. If you can handle it, I'm going to thrust in and out."

Yao Zhi nodded, and I lifted her legs high, grabbed her soft little feet, and began to thrust my thick, hard penis in and out of her little hole.

Yao Zhi's cunt became increasingly wet and slippery, and she moaned softly. She seemed to be enjoying the pleasure caused by the friction between my penis and her cunt, without showing any signs of pain. So, I confidently thrust my thick, hard penis wildly into her body. Looking at Yao Zhi's snow-white and tender body beneath me, my heart was filled with a sense of ecstasy. Yao Zhi, like her two older sisters, was tamed by my thick, hard penis, being thrust into with ecstasy, gradually entering a state of bliss.

Finally, I ejaculated inside Yaozhi's vagina. Yaozhi held me tightly, and my penis remained inside her. When my penis softened, I withdrew from her vagina. Sure enough, there were patches of blood. Yaozhi's smooth vagina was slightly swollen and red, and her little hole was filled with a mixture of red and white fluid.

Yao Zhi looked at me with seductive eyes and said, "I had so much fun just now. I didn't know sex was so much fun. No wonder my two older sisters were fighting to do it with you."

I hugged Yao Zhi and asked, "Ah Zhi, I find it strange. Since this is your first time, why were you so open about taking off my clothes at your sister's house last time? Weren't you shy at all?"

Yao Zhi laughed and said, "It's not like I've never seen or touched a man's little thing before. What's there to be shy about? Years ago, I went to a fish ball stall in Mong Kok with two female classmates to work as fish ball girls, letting men touch and pinch me. What part of my body hasn't been touched by men? Those men not only touched us, but they also wanted us to touch them. So, I've touched and seen all kinds of penises, big and small. It's just that they've never entered my body until just now, when I offered my virgin body to you."

"Will you regret it?"

I caressed her breasts with affection.

"What's there to regret? Women will eventually have to let men penetrate them. I like you, so I'm playing with you. Actually, when we're playing, it's not just me who makes you feel good, I also feel great myself."

"How do you feel good?"

I reached my hand to Yaozhi's vagina.

"I can't really describe it, but when your thing is inside me, I feel so full. When you thrust, my whole body goes numb. Especially when you ejaculate inside me, I feel light as a feather, like I'm flying, it feels so good,"

Yaozhi said, her small hand gripping my penis. "I want to play with you again, but we don't have much time today. When will you ask me out again?"

"I can leave anytime you want, but I'm afraid your two older sisters will find out and cause trouble. It'll be hard to handle then."

"They're just afraid that once I marry you, they'll take you all to themselves. That's why they're afraid I'll get close to you."

"You're willing to marry me?"

"I'm willing to let you like me, why wouldn't I?"

"That's great, I like you very much."

"However, I need to make things clear to my two older sisters."

"That's a bit difficult. How do I confront them?"

"It's not too difficult. It's just a matter of letting them continue seeing you after I agree to marry you."

"You have that kind of magnanimity?"

"What's so great about it? My two older sisters have already played with you. Since all three of us sisters like you, I don't want to monopolize you."

Not long after, Yaoxian got married. Yaozhi also married me. Yaozhu didn't end her physical relationship with me just because I became her brother-in-law. On the contrary, she used the excuse of visiting her sister to have sex with me even more frequently. Every time she stayed overnight at my house, she slept in the same bed as my husband and me. Yaozhi let me have sex with my sister in front of her, and she joined in the threesome.

Although Yaoxian was already a married woman, she still looked for opportunities to meet with me secretly. Once, I was a little sick, and she came to visit me. During our conversation, she told me something infuriating.

It turned out that a few days earlier, Yaoxian went to the supermarket to buy things. She encountered an unbelievable story.

The security guard at the supermarket was a man in his thirties named Zhao Ji. He abused his power, and if he happened to catch a woman buying something, he would use all kinds of threats and inducements to rape her.

Yaoxian was a regular customer of this supermarket. Zhao Ji had long coveted her beauty, and he paid special attention to her whenever Yaoxian came to buy things. However, Yaoxian didn't have a habit of stealing, so Zhao Ji never had a chance.

One time, after Yao Xian paid for something and was about to leave, Zhao Ji stopped her at the door. He said there was a pack of condoms in her handbag that she hadn't paid for, and asked her to come with him to the security room. Yao Xian didn't believe him because she hadn't taken any condoms, but when she reached into her handbag, she indeed found a pack of condoms. She felt confused but didn't dare to argue with Zhao Ji, so she silently followed him into the security room.

As soon as they entered the room, Zhao Ji immediately closed the door behind him and said, "I found out you stole company property, but seeing that you're so nice, I couldn't bear to expose you and hurt you. So I called you here to settle things."

Yao Xian took out the pack of condoms and placed it on the table. She said, "I did have something like that in my handbag, but I really don't know how it got there. I swear I didn't steal anything."

"Swearing is useless; we have to respect the reality."

"So what do you want to do?"

"If you have a clear conscience, the most direct way is to call the police to investigate."

"Although I have a clear conscience, I really don't want to call the police. Are there any other methods? For example, I can pay you or your company."

"We don't accept fines directly unless we go to court." Zhao Ji said firmly, "It seems you don't want an out-of-court settlement."

"Of course I do, but I don't know how to settle out of court. Tell me what to do!"

"You can use this package with me; otherwise, it will be used as evidence in court." Zhao Ji pointed to the condoms on the table and said, "I think you understand what I mean."

Yao Xian understood what he meant. Although she didn't like having sex with this man in this environment, she had no choice because her and her husband's immigration application was about to be approved.

Yao Xian blushed and said, "I don't want to alert the police. Just tell me what I have to do."

"Okay, I'll tell you. Do as I say. Take off your clothes."

"You want to do this to me here?" "

Yes, right here. Hurry up and do it. To show you're willing, you have to undress yourself and take off my pants."

Although Yao Xian was very unwilling, she had been caught red-handed. She had no choice but to take off her dress, revealing her bra and panties, her two snow-white legs exposed, and her full breasts raised. She walked up to Zhao Ji, reached out and unbuckled his belt, letting his pants fall down.

Zhao Ji was already excited; his penis was bulging high above his underwear. Yao Xian did as he instructed, pulling down his underwear and putting a contraceptive bag over his erect penis.

Zhao Ji was captivated by Yao Xian's half-naked body and had forgotten to maintain his previous serious and aloof demeanor. He reached out and grabbed Yao Xian's breasts, fondling and kneading them wantonly for a while. Then he lifted her delicate body onto the writing desk and pulled down her panties.

At this moment, Yao Xian's alluring vulva was completely exposed to Zhao Ji's eyes. The veins on Zhao Ji's forehead bulged, and his eyes were bloodshot. He quickly took off his own underwear, raised his thick, hard penis, and thrust it into Yao Xian's rosy vulva. He began to thrust repeatedly.

Yao Xian felt the thick, hot penis inside her body, its hardness squeezing her vulva. At first, due to the lack of lubrication, she felt a dull ache. Later, when she felt some pleasure from Zhao Ji's penetration, he had already ejaculated.

Yao Xian put on her clothes with a belly full of displeasure, thinking that Zhao Ji would let her go after satisfying his lust. Little did she know that Zhao Ji had already made arrangements, secretly recording Yao Xian's voluntary undressing and offering herself to him. He would then use this to blackmail Yao Xian into raping him again. This greatly troubled Yao Xian, so she consulted me.

Yao Xian had discovered that Zhao Ji already had a young and beautiful woman at home, but she was a shady black market resident. Therefore, Yao Xian wanted to exploit Zhao Ji's weakness, creating an opportunity for me to pretend to be her husband, catch her and Zhao Ji in their affair, destroy the videotape, and force Zhao Ji to make her woman offer herself to me as a reward.

The next day, following Yao Xian's instructions, I barged into Zhao Ji's security room at the appointed time and, sure enough, found Zhao Ji naked, embracing a disheveled Yao Xian. I quickly filmed this erotic scene and then confronted Zhao Ji. Although Zhao Ji tried to deny it, he eventually succumbed to my threats. He agreed to summon his wife for me to satisfy my lust, but he had one condition: while I was with his wife, Yao Xian also had to play with him. I hesitated to agree, but Yao Xian readily agreed.

Zhao Ji lived nearby, so his woman arrived in less than two hours. Zhao Ji pulled her aside and whispered something to her for a while. At first, she kept shaking her head, but later Zhao Ji persuaded her. He pushed her in front of me and then eagerly pounced on Yao Xian.

I looked closely at Zhao Ji's wife; she was probably only about twenty years old, and in terms of looks and figure, she was in no way inferior to Yao Xian. It was clear that many men were lustful towards women other than their wives.

Looking at the other side, Zhao Ji was already openly and brazenly groping Yao Xian in front of me and his wife. Yao Xian offered no resistance, and her clothes were quickly stripped off. I pulled Zhao Ji's wife over and made her turn around to watch her husband insert his thick, hard penis into Yao Xian's body. Mrs. Zhao stared blankly as Zhao Ji and Yao Xian, two naked worms, clung together. She

didn't say a word. I first put both hands inside her abdomen, then one hand stroked her breasts upwards, and the other explored her lower abdomen downwards. I felt her skin was smooth and delicate, and her breasts were full. Her pubic hair was thick, and her vulva was already slippery. I whispered in her ear, "Mrs. Zhao, let's begin."

Mrs. Zhao didn't respond, and I didn't say anything more, taking off her clothes one by one. After a while, Mrs. Zhao was completely naked. I pulled up a chair and sat down, then asked Mrs. Zhao to sit on my lap. Mrs. Zhao seemed a little shy, and she spread her legs to sit down. I pressed the head of my penis against her vulva, and pulled her buttocks towards me, squeezing my thick, hard penis into her wet little hole. Her body was warm, and the soft flesh tightly enveloped my penis that had penetrated her.

After we were joined, Mrs. Zhao was no longer as shy as before. She wrapped her arms around my neck, twisting her waist, trying to swallow my penis as deep as possible into her vagina. I grabbed her breasts and rubbed and pinched them. When I twisted her nipples, she couldn't help but shiver. At the same time, her little hole squeezed me tightly.

While I was enjoying myself, I glanced at Yao Xian and saw her lying on the writing desk. Zhao Ji was holding her feet, raising her two tender, white legs high, his thick, hard penis thrusting in and out of her lower abdomen.

I looked around the room and realized there was nowhere else I could use as a balcony to have my way with Mrs. Zhao. So, I maintained the current position and caressed her snow-white, delicate body. I teased her until she trembled all over, her juices flowing freely, soaking the place where our organs were joined, like it was soaked in water.

Just then, the phone rang. Zhao Ji answered the call, hurriedly put on his clothes, and went out. Yao Xian also got off the table, gesturing for me to make way. I seized the opportunity, placing Mrs. Zhao's delicate body on the table and fucking her hard. I played with her until she was completely intoxicated, experiencing ecstasy, before finally ejaculating into her alluring little hole.

Before I could pull my penis out of Mrs. Zhao's body, Zhao Ji returned. He quickly stripped off his clothes and pulled Yao Xian to sit on a chair for more sex. Just like the position Mrs. Zhao and I had been in, Yao Xian straddled Zhao Ji, her little pussy constantly stroking his penis.

I caressed Mrs. Zhao's firm breasts with affection, and Mrs. Zhao let my hands roam over her body, occasionally giving me seductive smiles. Seeing how lovely she was, I couldn't bear to pull my penis out. Moreover, my penis didn't go soft; this phenomenon of an unyielding erection doesn't happen to me often. It only happened once, on my wedding night with my wife Yao Zhi. I ejaculated inside her again and again, playing with her until she was exhausted. Yao Zhi later said that if I hadn't deflowered her before our marriage, she definitely wouldn't have been able to endure that one night.

I hoisted Mrs. Zhao's two slender, white legs onto my shoulders, then let my thick, hard penis thrust in and out of her vagina, while simultaneously holding and playing with her delicate hands.

After a while, I grabbed her pair of soft, boneless, tender feet and played with them.

Mrs. Zhao's pair of alluring eyes let me penetrate and touch her as I pleased, her little fleshy hole overflowing with my semen and her secretions. After a while, she cried out softly, her hands and feet icy cold, having reached a state of ecstasy.

Looking at the other side, Zhao Ji and Yao Xian had changed positions. Yao Xian knelt on the chair, raising her plump, white, and tender pink buttocks, letting Zhao Ji penetrate her from behind. After a while, Zhao Ji ejaculated inside Yao Xian's body. When his thick, hard penis withdrew from her vagina, I saw that her pink little vaginal opening was overflowing with milky white fluid.

I was almost done here too. When I was filling Mrs. Zhao's body with the fluid, she was practically in a semi-conscious state. After I finished, Yao Xian and I left together. Later, when Mrs. Zhao and I met, she didn't even greet me, as if she had never had a physical relationship with me.

Once, after I slept with Yao Zhi, I told her about this. Yao Zhi wasn't angry. She laughed and said, "Sister, you're really something. You offered yourself up and then dragged my husband to sleep with someone else's wife."

I laughed and said, "Ah Xian is too playful, not as serious as you."

"Am I serious? If you keep sneaking around messing around with other people's wives, I'm going to openly mess around with other men."

"If you like it, I don't want to stop you, but I hope it won't affect our relationship."

"Seeing how serious you are, I was just joking with you." Yao Zhi snuggled affectionately into my arms. I reached out and stroked her pert breasts and cute feet. He said, "Actually, both men and women are prone to infidelity to some extent. Everyone has a certain curiosity to try having sex with someone of the opposite sex other than their partner. Ah Zhi, I know there are couples-swapping clubs in Hong Kong. Do you dare to try it out?"

"Why wouldn't I dare? Before I married you, because of my profession, I had already experienced countless flirting sessions with men. To be honest, sometimes they aroused my desire, and I really wanted to try the taste of men. I wholeheartedly wanted to save my virginity for the person I love, otherwise I would have already tried countless men."

"Now you don't need to have those concerns anymore. I'll contact that club tomorrow, okay?"

Yao Zhi suddenly became shy, and she said in a trembling voice, "Whatever you like, but right now I feel like I'm being bitten by ants all over."

I didn't say anything more, turned over and lay on top of Yao Zhi. She also stretched out her pink hand and gently grasped the thick, hard penis, letting the glans enter the wet and hot cavity.

The next day, I quickly contacted a couples-swapping club. We decided to join their upcoming spring island getaway group activity.

On Friday, after dinner, we took a chartered yacht to the island. Upon boarding, I noticed there were eight couples in total. However, when the host, Mr. Zhou, introduced them, we realized the woman beside him wasn't his wife, but his sister-in-law, Su Fang. Mrs. Zhou was unable to attend due to health issues, so her sister was representing her.

After everyone sat down in the cabin, Mr. Zhou introduced the attendees. It turned out that besides my wife and me, there was another couple attending such an event for the first time. I carefully observed the women present and found them all young and attractive. Two of the ladies were slightly plump, but their skin was exceptionally fair and smooth. My wife was still one of the prettiest in the group, but the one who caught my eye most was Mr. Zhou's sister-in-law, Su Fang, the youngest lady present. She had a beautiful figure and a sweet face, with two lovely dimples when she smiled.

Next, Su Fang handed each couple a card with the details of the activity and the rules of the game written on it. First, the couples had to sign the card, then it was collected and given to the ladies to draw again. This was to determine their first swap partners. Of course, if they drew their husbands, they could draw again. Coincidentally, all the ladies present drew different men on their first try. Su Fang looked at my wife's card and introduced her to a Mr. Liang. Finally, Su Fang herself sat down next to Mr. Yang. Mrs. Yang was my first woman tonight. According to the rules on the card, we would get to know each other on the boat and cultivate our relationship before sharing a room and enjoying the exciting new activities in bed.

It was Mrs. Yang's first time participating in this couple-swapping activity, and she seemed very reserved in my presence. Although she sat very close to me, she kept her head down and remained silent. I looked around at the other couples; some were sitting quietly like us, while others were already chatting intimately. I saw Su Fang's delicate body nestled in Mr. Yang's arms. It was practically an invitation to be embraced. My wife also let Mr. Liang hold her hand and have a heart-to-heart talk.

Mrs. Yang remained quietly sitting beside me, and I wasn't comfortable being so forward with her in front of her husband, so I invited her to the deck at the stern of the boat to cool off. Mrs. Yang readily agreed.

Once outside, our tense mood immediately relaxed. Although there were two other couples on the deck, they weren't acquaintances, and their affectionate behavior actually created an atmosphere that made it easier to approach my Mrs. Yang. I put my arm around her and leaned against the railing at the stern, and she nestled into my arms. I took her soft hand in mine, and she, like a little lamb, obediently let me admire her boneless, delicate hand. I rubbed her palm with my thumb, and she laughed, "Do you know how to read palms?"

I replied, "No, but your hands are so white and tender, they're really lovely."

"You men just like touching women's hands and feet."

"You're right, because women's hands and feet are very attractive. Your shoes are so small, your little feet inside must be petite and adorable. Would you let me touch them?"

"I'm sorry, you can only touch them at the resort." Mrs. Yang looked at me gently, then pointed to the cabin and said, "Oh, your wife and that gentleman are so intimate. Aren't you jealous?"

I looked through the cabin door and sure enough, I saw Yaozhi sitting on Mr. Liang's lap. One of her snow-white arms was draped over the man's shoulder, and the other hand was already inside his pants. Mr. Liang was embracing my wife's delicate body, one hand caressing her breasts, and the other hand sliding down my wife's snow-white thigh and inside her skirt.

I smiled and said to Mrs. Yang, "I used to get jealous, but because of you, I won't be anymore."

As I spoke, I slipped my hand under her skirt. Mrs. Yang didn't stop me, but whispered in my ear, "Don't do this yet, it's embarrassing. I'll give it to you tonight."

"Since I've already touched you, let me put my hand inside for a bit,"

I said with a lewd grin.

"Then hurry up, it'll be embarrassing if someone sees."

I quickly slipped my hand inside Mrs. Yang's panties, first touching her pubic area. She had no pubic hair; what a smooth and lovely vulva! Then I touched her vagina; it was already wet and slippery. I laughed, "Mrs. Yang, so you're aroused too. If we were in the resort, I wouldn't let you off so easily." "

Put your fingers out already, you're driving me crazy!" Mrs. Yang said in a trembling voice. "Let me go for now, I'll let you have your fun tonight."

I pulled my hand out of Mrs. Yang's panties and said, "So, what should we do now?"

"Let's sit on that bench by the door and see how everyone else is having fun, okay?"

"That's a good idea."

With that, Mrs. Yang and I moved to the bench and sat down.

At this time, the cabin lights had been dimmed, but we could still clearly see what was happening inside. Some people had dispersed to various parts of the ship, leaving four couples in the cabin. My wife and Mr. Yang were among them.

"Wow, your husband is so handsome! But he's being intimate with another woman right now. Aren't you jealous?"

"A little bit, but since I'm participating in this kind of event, I can't worry about that."

"That's what I was thinking too, but you asked me that earlier, so I'm asking you the same thing."

"You're so mean for revenge!" Mrs. Yang lightly punched me with her small fist.

"The worst is yet to come. You'll find out tonight."

"Hmph, I'm not afraid. You're not going to eat me, are you?"

"I won't eat you, but I'll let you eat me, let you drink me, let you drink me to your heart's content."

"Hmph, don't boast. You won't know until you try. Look, your wife's clothes have been pulled open by a man. That gentleman is sucking her breasts. Your wife's breasts are so big!"

"Yours aren't small either. They're perky and bouncy. They're so fun."

As I spoke, I had already touched Mrs. Yang's breasts. Stroking her full breasts, he said, "You wouldn't let me touch you down there just now. Look at your husband over there, he's pulled down Su Fang's panties."

"I'm shy," Mrs. Yang said, her eyes fixed on Su Fang's crotch. "Wow, she has so much hair down there! You just touched me, don't you mind that I'm all bald down there?"

"Of course not! I even like it when you're like that. Tonight I'll definitely hug and kiss you to my heart's content."

"Hearing you say that makes me feel all tingly."

"You and your husband must have done this before, right?"

"Yes, we have, but doing it with you is definitely a different experience."

"Look, Su Fang pulled out your husband's..."

"That Su Fang is so shameless, yet she doesn't get married."

"Do you know Mr. Zhou's sister-in-law?"

"I know her. Actually, she was my classmate in middle school. She introduced me to my husband. Before he married me, he had already had sex with her. But the cynical Su Fang refused to get married. Even after we got married, she still clung to my husband. It was because of her that I attended Mr. Zhou's gathering this time." "

What happened? Can you tell me in detail?"

I asked curiously.

"My husband often secretly met with Su Fang behind my back, but he always treated me very well. So I just turned a blind eye and didn't make a fuss about it. But one time, when I came back from going out, my husband immediately stripped me naked, carried me to the bed, and started having sex with me. Actually, this kind of thing happens sometimes. My husband likes to surprise me because I get especially excited when he suddenly does it to me."

"Okay, I'll learn from your husband too."

As I said this, I suddenly reached my hand into Mrs. Yang's shirt and grabbed her lovely breasts.

"Let me continue, you're touching me again." Mrs. Yang said this, but she didn't stop me from touching her breasts. I laughed, "You'd tell the story even better if I touched your breasts."

"Since you like it that way, I won't force you. But don't tease my nipples, or I won't be able to continue. Let's continue with that time." Just as my husband was bringing me to ecstasy, Su Fang suddenly came out of the bathroom. I guess she had come over to meet my husband before I returned. But at that time, I was naked while my husband was having sex with me, so it was me who was the one being penetrated. However, Su Fang's sudden appearance didn't affect my orgasm; I remained limp, letting my husband thrust into me. Seeing that I had noticed her, Su Fang didn't avoid me. Instead, she stripped naked and came closer to play with a sandwich. That time, because of the presence of a third party, I experienced an unprecedented orgasm. My husband... He was really skilled; he fucked me until I was like a lump of mud. Then he had sex with Sufang right in front of me. At that time, I didn't know what to care about. I just lazily watched the two fleshy worms writhing around me. Later, Sufang and my husband stopped sneaking around and openly interfered in our sex life. We often slept together under the same bed. Once, Sufang told us about her brother-in-law's organization, and we joined. My husband readily agreed, and I came with her out of curiosity." Mrs. Yang said, and I deliberately pinched her nipple, making her cry out, "Oh, I told you not to tease my nipples! They're so itchy!"

I laughed and said, "You're so sensitive, your husband can easily subdue you."

"You're right. My husband can easily get me in bed, so sometimes when Sufang plays with us in bed, I'm just a spectator. Sufang is really good at it; she and my husband have all sorts of tricks up their sleeves when they have sex, and they can play for over an hour each time."

At this moment, we saw new movements in the cabin. Sufang, my wife, and Mr. Liang exchanged a few words, and then my wife left Mr. Liang's embrace and sat down next to Mr. Yang. Sufang, on the other hand, went into the arms of the man who had been intimately embracing my wife. Upon seeing this, Mrs. Yang immediately said to me, "Su Fang's purpose in voluntarily exchanging partners must be to let my husband taste your wife's flavor."

I laughed and said, "He plays with my wife, I play with his wife, that's the fairest thing to do! In a moment, I'll see how your husband plays with A-Zhi, and I'll play with you the same way. You can't refuse anymore!"

"You've already touched my entire body, what's there to refuse?"

"But I wanted to touch your little feet, and you wouldn't let me."

"You're so naughty. There's nothing wrong with touching, why do you insist on touching my feet now? Didn't I say that once we get to the holiday home, I'll let you do whatever you want? Can't you wait? Look, the boat is almost at the dock."

I looked towards the shore and indeed, I could see the dock. I then whispered in Mrs. Yang's ear, "As soon as we arrive at our destination, I'll strip you naked and have a good time."

Mrs. Yang smiled gently and said, "I know, you impatient lecher."

The couples on the boat were still being intimate like first-love lovers until the yacht docked, and then they disembarked in pairs. After walking a short distance along a narrow path, we finally arrived at a quiet resort. Inside, a clean corridor stretched out on both sides, with four rooms on each side. Our group was

assigned one room per couple. Mrs. Yang and I were seated in one of the innermost rooms.

As soon as we entered, I smiled at her and said, "Mrs. Yang, this is our little haven. Let me help you undress."

Mrs. Yang replied, "You haven't even undressed yourself yet, and you want to undress me?"

I ignored her, lifted her onto the bed, and immediately took off her shoes, fondling her delicate feet for a while before starting to undress her. In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Yang was completely naked. I quickly removed all my own clothing and walked towards her, naked as well.

Mrs. Yang shyly squeezed her legs together. I grabbed her feet and gently parted her two snow-white, shapely legs. At the end of her tender legs, two white, full labia majora separated a rosy slit. I used my fingers to slip into the slit and found her clitoris, gently rubbing it a few times, causing Mrs. Yang's body to tremble.

I pulled her hand to grasp my thick, hard penis and then lifted her legs high. She obediently guided my penis into her body. Instantly, I felt a warm, soft sensation enveloping my glans. Seeing Mrs. Yang's smooth, delicate belly, I knew she had never given birth. Her vaginal muscles gripped me tightly, and the sensation of my glans squeezing into her vagina was indescribable. When I pulled it out, I saw the rosy tender flesh being pulled out, which I found particularly interesting.

Mrs. Yang was quickly brought to climax, and I quickly ejaculated inside her. I lay on her soft breasts and said, "Mrs. Yang, it's over so quickly, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

"No, I was already very excited by you. You worked hard just now. Don't pull out right away, rest for a while, then we'll take a shower together."

Under the soft light in the bathroom, Mrs. Yang and I played in the water together. At this moment, her beautiful body was fully revealed. I hadn't paid much attention to her earlier, when I was so passionately thrusting into her on the bed. Now I could finally appreciate it slowly.

Her figure was well-proportioned, and her skin was very fair and delicate. Apart from her glossy black hair and delicate eyebrows, there wasn't a single hair on her body. She was like a jade sculpture. Especially her hands and feet, small and exquisite, were really cute. Mrs. Yang carefully washed me, and I rubbed soap all over her body. The close contact had already made my penis hard again. Mrs. Yang looked at my penis and laughed, "Your thing is even bigger than my husband's. It was so swollen when it went inside me just now."

"Your thing is small, I'm sure other men would appreciate it when they go in too,"

she said, and I couldn't help but put my finger into her vagina.

"Besides my husband, you're the only man who's ever penetrated me."

"By participating in this kind of activity, you'll soon be able to try many men. According to our club's regulations, you can even experience being fucked by several men at the same time."

"Several men? At the same time? I have a hole!"

I chuckled, stroking Mrs. Yang's smooth vulva. "A sexually open woman, besides this, her mouth and back door are enough to drive men wild."

"I don't want to! Once my husband fucked my ass, and the next day I was in so much pain I couldn't walk. I haven't dared to play with my husband since. Actually, you men are really something, having a perfectly good, moist place and insisting on going into that dry place, so naughty. Do you and your wife play like this?"

"Yes, but we play in the bathroom, like now, covered in soap bubbles, it's easier to play then."

"But Su-fang and my husband can play anytime. She has so many tricks. Sometimes she rides on top of my husband and uses her pussy to tease him.

Sometimes she uses her mouth, like eating a popsicle. Then she lies on the bed like a dog and lets my husband penetrate her anus from behind. In short, I'm really impressed by her."

"So she pleases your husband, right? But your husband is quite conscientious. He always satisfies you first before enjoying the true essence of sex with Su-fang. Actually, there's another kind of fun in doing it from behind. It's just that your husband accidentally scared you. When you go back and play with him in the bathroom, with lubrication, it won't hurt."

"Why don't I try it with you now and see if you're lying to me?"

"I'll sit on the toilet bowl, and you ride on top of me. You can control the depth of penetration yourself. You won't be at a disadvantage ."

"You want me to take the initiative? That's fine. I always lie down and let my husband do the work. Let's try a new trick now." Mrs. Yang winked at me and stood up from the bathtub.

I got up and sat on the toilet bowl, beckoning to Mrs. Yang. Mrs. Yang smiled and moved closer, spreading her long, slender, fair legs and straddling my thighs.

"Let's take it the straight path first,"

I said, guiding my thick, hard penis towards her vulva. Mrs. Yang leaned forward, pressing her full breasts against my chest. Then she gently lowered her hips, allowing my glans to slowly slide into her vagina.

"Is it fun?"

I asked, rubbing her smooth back.

"It's fun! I've seen Su Fang and my husband do this, but I've never tried it myself."

"Why don't you try it?"

I asked.

"I think a wife should be more dignified, so I wouldn't dare to be as wanton as Su Fang."

I made some soap bubbles with my palm and applied them to Mrs. Yang's anus, then inserted my fingers into her anus. Mrs. Yang laughed, "Wow, it's already in!"

"I told you so, lubrication makes all the difference."

"Okay, now let's try another hole."

With that, Mrs. Yang let my penis withdraw from her vagina, and I pressed the head of my penis against her anus. As Mrs. Yang's body slowly lowered, my penis slowly entered her body. When she swallowed my entire penis, I asked, "Mrs. Yang, how does it feel?"

Mrs. Yang said, "I can't describe it, it's very special, and it doesn't hurt as much as when my husband does it to me."

At this moment, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and Su Fang came in. She was completely naked. Seeing no one on the bed, she immediately floated into the bathroom. Seeing my body and Mrs. Yang's intertwined, she laughed, "I've come to inform you of a last-minute decision: a 'Naked Party' at the restaurant at midnight tonight. There will be late-night snacks and performances. You all need to meet at the restaurant at the end of the corridor. Remember, don't wear clothes when you come out. The main door is already closed; everyone here is family. You can all come out naked without worry. I'll go inform the others."

Mrs. Yang suddenly said, "Su Fang, since you're here, you should let a man touch you before you leave."

"Sure, I'll let him touch me," Su Fang said, thrusting her firm breasts closer.

I stroked each of her firm breasts and exclaimed, "What beautiful breasts!"

Su Fang wiped away the soap suds I'd applied to her breasts with a towel and laughed, "You're covered in soap, otherwise I'd try your cock in here right now."

After Su Fang left, I asked Mrs. Yang, "Su Fang called you 'Tender Baby'?"

Mrs. Yang replied, "Tender Baby is my childhood nickname. Su Fang and I have been playing together since we were little, so she's always called me that."

"What a fitting nickname,"

I praised. "Your skin is so fair and delicate, it's very endearing."

I caressed her breasts and buttocks with great affection. Mrs. Yang laughed, "Let's go for a late-night snack, people will laugh at us if we're late."

We separated. We rinsed off, dried ourselves off, and then left our room and headed towards the restaurant.

The tour group members were already gathered in the restaurant, all naked, men and women alike. They were all huddled together, flirting and making a lively scene. As soon as we entered, we joined in, of course. Mrs. Yang was a woman quite popular with men. The moment other men saw her, they would vie to get close to her. Mrs. Yang generously allowed men to touch her breasts, buttocks, and her smooth, lovely pubic area.

At the same time, two other women came over. After greeting me, they vied to touch my penis. I deliberately joked, "Be gentle, be careful of my precious thing!"

"I know, you're Mr. Jia, right? My husband and I both have the surname Xu, so here, no one calls us 'Mrs.' but by our nicknames. They call me 'Fat Cat' and her 'Penguin.'

" "Why such nicknames?"

I asked curiously.

"Isn't it just because we're a little chubby that we're bullied?" Penguin replied coquettishly, resting her ample breasts against my arm.

"Both ladies are so plump and delicate, what man would dare to bully you?"

"Mr. Zhou, he takes advantage of being our president and that his thing is powerful, so he gives us all sorts of nicknames," Fat Cat said, holding my thick, hard penis in his hand. "Yours looks pretty good too, but I wonder if it actually works?"

"You'll know once you try it with him," Penguin laughed as well.

"Of course I want to try! Don't you want to taste this big sausage?"

The ladies' generous banter made me a little embarrassed. I laughed, "It wouldn't be good to try it here."

Penguin laughed heartily, "Are you new here? So stingy. Look

over there, aren't they already folded up?" I looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, some of the ladies were already sitting on men's laps. Judging from their positions, nine out of ten of their vaginas were definitely filled with men's penises. I saw my wife sitting in a man's lap. The man's hands were groping her breasts, while my wife's writhing hips caused friction between their genitals.

After a while, the food was brought out, all cold dishes. We didn't use knives and forks, we ate with our hands. The men ate while fondling the women's bodies, so they smeared their bodies with cheese sauce and the like.

Fat Cat and Penguin kept stuffing food into my mouth, so I didn't have to lift a finger and was already full.

After we finished eating, Su Fang said to everyone, "Among the ladies present today, Yao Zhi and Nenwa are newcomers. They've already swapped places, and now they and their husbands should try the taste of making love with their old friends."

Before Su Fang finished speaking, the members had already taken action. Yao Zhi and Mrs. Yang were carried to the table by six men, and Mr. Yang and I were surrounded by other women. However, they were squeezed together with me, with Fat Cat and Penguin still on my left and right sides. Su Fang's naked body was also sitting on my lap. Mr. Yang, sitting opposite me, was also embracing three naked, beautiful women.

The rectangular dining table had become a stage for their erotic performance. Mrs. Yang and Yaozhi were immersed in the men's company. First, they took the penises of six men into their mouths and licked them. Then, each woman dealt with three men. Their vaginas were filled with men's penises.

Yaozhi was on top of a man, her vagina encasing his penis. Her mouth and anus were also simultaneously filled with a hard, hairy rod. Mrs. Yang and Yaozhi differed in their positions. She was sitting in a man's lap, her anus filled with his penis. Another man stood on the ground, holding Mrs. Yang's feet, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

Fat Cat and Penguin's plump bodies were pressed close to my sides, and the soft breasts against my skin gave me a wonderfully comfortable feeling. I thought to myself, fat women do have their advantages.

Su Fang's pussy was already wrapped around my cock. I caressed Fat Cat and Penguin's breasts with both hands, my eyes enjoying the live sex show on the dining table. Seeing Yao Zhi's ecstatic expression, I guessed she must be experiencing unprecedented fulfillment and satisfaction.

At this moment, Fat Cat and Penguin beside me were no longer willing for Su Fang to have my treasure all to herself. The two of them worked together to move Su Fang off me, and then they took turns lying on the edge of the table, enjoying the pleasure of my cock thrusting into their pussy.

After a while, Su Fang pulled Fat Cat and Penguin over to play with Mr. Yang, while the three women who had been having sex with Mr. Yang also flocked to my side. Sitting down in the stark contrast of three yin and one yang, I was in a completely passive position. However, at this moment, I was also happy to receive women's service without having to exert any effort. Fortunately, I had already released inside Mrs. Yang's body, so at this moment, my cock could withstand the ministrations of six women in a row without going limp.

I watched the men and women at the table. The men had already switched places; the three men who had been with my wife were now with Mrs. Yang. Yao Zhi's body was being attacked from three sides by the other men. Although their penises remained between Yao Zhi and Mrs. Yang's bodies, there was no sign of ejaculation. Later, the two women lay side-by-side on the edge of the table, their thighs raised high by the men who had been attacking their vaginas, allowing the other men to take turns penetrating them.

Finally, Mrs. Yang and Yao Zhi lay on the table, letting the men who had been attacking their vaginas and mouths try penetrating their anuses, ending this round of the chaotic battle.

I carried Mrs. Yang back to the room, and we went to the bathroom for a romantic swim. As I lathered her with soap, I smiled and said, "Mrs. Yang, you've had a good time, haven't you?"

Mrs. Yang nestled in my arms and laughed, "No, they were just testing my body, unlike you, ejaculating inside me. It felt so good when you sprayed me until my heart was tingling."

I stroked Mrs. Yang's breasts and vulva, laughing, "Let's play again."

Mrs. Yang grasped my penis and said, "I saw you tried it with every wife just now, aren't you tired?"

That night, Yaozhi slept soundly. Although I was also tired, recalling the exciting sex of the past two days made me feel exceptionally excited. Seeing Yaozhi sleeping naked beside me, I really wanted to play with her. But thinking about how hard she had worked these past two days, I finally gave up the idea.

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