nostalgia

This happened more than forty years ago.

At that time, the War of Resistance against Japan was nearing its end, and my family and I fled to a small town in a nearby mountainous area to escape the chaos. I was a teenager of sixteen, just beginning to develop. Because my father and second brother were separated from me by the army, my mother, younger siblings, and I depended on my

second sister for support. My sister was already married, and her husband held a deputy manager position in the transportation department of a large government agency. However, the salaries of civil servants at that time were pitifully meager, and compared to soaring prices, life was extremely difficult. Although I was only a first-year high school student, I had to find

a small clerk position to help support the family. Thanks to my brother-in-law's connections, I was easily placed in his affiliated agency as a lowly "escort."

Although it was a basic job, it carried considerable power! I escorted as many as six vehicles, and at that time, the drivers were the most sought-after figures. Their extra income and earnings were even slightly higher than those of a specially appointed official.

The saying goes, "When the engine starts, gold pours in." Common extra income included "fishing for yellow croaker"—meaning giving rides to unlicensed passengers, "fishing for turtles"—carrying smuggled goods, and "drinking old wine"—skimming gasoline.

At that time, transportation in the rear relied entirely on highways. Vehicles were scarce, and there were many refugees, mostly wealthy merchants and tycoons who could charge whatever they wanted.

Therefore, the drivers brought in from Burma were all heavily indebted. Besides indulging in gambling and vices, each of them had a wife from Sichuan to enjoy life. Although they were mostly uneducated and somewhat rough, these Sichuan wives were all top-tier, beautiful female students. They were not only young and beautiful but also incredibly charming and romantic.

I was their superior, and because they saw I had powerful connections, they were extremely polite to me, vying to flatter and fawn over me. Although I was only sixteen-year-old at the time, I was developed like an adult, strong and quite handsome. Therefore, the young wives they brought with them all became very intimate with me.

We often drove through backward and remote mountainous areas, staying in simple inns at night.

These drivers all treated me like an ignorant child; they went to the homes of the villagers to gamble and drink, leaving me and the wives in the inn to watch over the goods and luggage.

When I first arrived, I was very well-behaved, staying alone in my room and not smiling. Soon, these bold wives began to seduce me in every way. They would use excuses like borrowing novels or inviting me to play cards to come into my room and pester me. I would only pretend that I didn't know how to play cards to avoid falling into their trap.

To be honest, it wasn't that I didn't want women; as a young man full of vigor, my sexual desires were strong enough. I was just afraid of them finding out, especially afraid of it getting back to my family and being ridiculed, so I had to pretend to be virtuous.

These flirtatious women were really bold; no matter how serious you were, they would still surround you, trying their best to "rub against" you. Sometimes they'd pat my face and say,

"Your face looks just like a girl's." Others'd pinch my thigh hard and say,

"Look at you, you little bookworm, so silly." Especially the prettiest one, Lizhi, would simply cling to me, groping and touching me indiscriminately. It was unbearable; I blushed and my heart pounded wildly.

One evening, I was reading a novel, right in the middle of the passionate love between the male and female leads, when I suddenly heard a knock at the door. I knew it was them again, so I ignored them and called out,

"Hey, little brother, open the door." Hearing that sweet voice, I knew it was Lizhi.

"What's the matter?" "Please open the door, I have something to tell you." I had no choice but to open the door.

Oh my! I almost jumped up in fright. Besides her bra and panties, her entire body was fully exposed.

Her two breasts stood high, only the slit below covered them, revealing most of her pubic hair. Her alluring eyes radiated a burning desire as she pounced on me. She held me tightly and kissed me forcefully. Her hand slipped inside my pants, grasping my penis, kneading and squeezing it wildly. My little cucumber hardened at her touch, ready to be her weapon.

"You little devil, still pretending to be innocent? Look at your big cock, you must have been with plenty of women." With that, she pulled me down onto the bed.

This slut was truly something else; she simply unhooked her bra and panties, lying naked on her back on the edge of the bed, hooking her legs around me and pressing me down onto her.

Her body was incredibly seductive, her skin as soft and smooth as alabaster, her breasts protruding like two bombs, her lower abdomen smooth, and her vulva high and firm, the entrance hidden by thick pubic hair, only dripping wet.

Her face was as red as a peach blossom, her eyes were large and watery, her nose was small and delicate, and her cherry-like mouth, under the lamplight, truly resembled a captivating begonia. Her teeth were clenched, her eyes were alluring, and my desire was instantly ignited.

Just as I was about to undress and climb on top of her, I heard someone calling:

"Lizhi, Lizhi, your husband is home looking for you." Hearing this, she quickly put on her undergarments and left, softly saying as she went, "Little brother, I'll come again when I have time," while kissing me.

This really got me into a frenzy; my desire burned so intensely I couldn't stand it, my penis was erect like an iron rod, and I gritted my teeth in frustration. I pushed open the door, thinking of going for a walk to forget everything that had just happened

. As I strolled along the path through the fields, I suddenly heard a strange breathing sound coming from the grove ahead. Driven by curiosity, I followed the sound and reached a large tree, where the sound was now clearly audible.

"You rascal, what's wrong with you today? You look like a dead pig." It was a woman's voice.

"I drove all day, how could I have that much energy?" "Oh! Tsk...tsk...that was pretty good...good man..." "Mmm...mmm..." the man said, "I used all my strength." "Dear brother, you're really good now, deeper, it's itchy there...deeper...ah...yes...dear father..." In the dim moonlight, I saw a man and a woman passionately engaging in illicit sex in a corner by the tree roots. The man was on top of the woman, his hands supporting him on the ground, thrusting in and out of her vagina with each stroke. The woman, on the other hand, wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing her hips against him in response, moaning incessantly:

"Dear brother... mmm... big cock brother... so good... you have such a strong stamina... the more you thrust, the more exciting it gets..." "Little slut! You say I'm no good, but I'm going to fuck your cunt raw!" Strangely, this woman looked petite and delicate, while I knew the driver—a burly man over 200 pounds. She wasn't afraid of his fierce thrusting; in fact, she seemed to enjoy it more and more with each stroke. I was a little confused at the time.

Watching them both so intensely pleasured made me even more aroused, my penis growing harder and harder, throbbing against my pants, ready to burst out.

As I was engrossed in watching their lovemaking, a woman happened to pass by. She walked straight ahead with her head down, not noticing me. I looked closer and realized it was Old Liu's wife, Yaqin.

What was she doing here? I found it very strange. I watched as Yaqin quietly passed by the trees and entered a dark, waist-high haystack.

Yaqin sat down and softly called out,

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang." A whistle sounded, and then a tall young man walked towards her. Upon meeting, without saying a word, they began to have sex on the spot.

This couple was even more intense; the one called Xiao Wang held her in his arms, and they sat face to face. He placed her legs on his shoulders, and after undressing each other, they began to have sex while seated. The man tightly squeezed her breasts, while the woman twisted her hips, using her labia to tease and play with his penis.

She seemed incredibly happy, moaning and groaning, and I secretly watched.

Then I turned to look at the couple from before—each in their own position, more exciting and thrilling than a movie. The sounds of their lovemaking all around us were like a wondrous melody, leaving me, the poor spectator, feeling lonely and isolated.

Stimulated by this scene, I began to succumb to lust. When other women tried to seduce me, I could no longer feign indifference.

First and foremost, it was Lizhi who gave me my first taste of womanhood.

One night, she knocked on my door. I opened it and pulled her close, giving her a long kiss.

It lasted a full ten minutes; her soft, warm tongue entered my mouth, and I sucked on it—it was as sweet as honey.

I grasped her large breasts and caressed them, feeling a complete sense of pleasure. Before I knew it, I became rough, kneading and pinching them roughly. I placed her on the edge of the bed, easily removed her bra and panties, then undressed myself, climbed on top of her, and, imitating them, spread her legs apart, placed them on my shoulders, and then thrust my rock-hard penis into her wide-open vagina. She moaned with extreme pleasure.

I played with her breasts and touched her buttocks while thrusting hard. She closed her alluring eyes, grinned, and panted, her face showing an even more wanton expression of being fucked. She said lasciviously,

"Little devil, you're so experienced, you usually pretend to be honest, you're really a little devil! Oh, your penis is too long and big, be gentle! Slow down!" She gripped my glans with her vaginal opening, rubbing her buttocks against mine as she met my thrusts. I felt her vagina was tight and hot, and it felt incredibly pleasurable to penetrate her. Her gripping motions, in particular, stimulated my large penis, making it swell and grow even larger. I thrust into her, saying,

"Your vagina is so small, I'm going to push hard, are you scared?" "Tsk tsk! Hmm! Thrust in, go ahead and fuck me hard! You really know how to fuck... dear brother... oh... so... good... I'm dying... so... happy..." "Little darling, you're driving this cunt crazy..." I thrust harder and harder, it was so pleasurable. Her firm breasts, round, firm buttocks, and fair skin were soft and smooth, making every nerve feel a tingling, pleasurable sensation.

I fucked her for over ten minutes, and because I had no experience with vaginal penetration, I thrust wildly and haphazardly. In a wave of pleasure, I couldn't resist the urge and ejaculated.

I felt my penis tremble, and it shot out like urine. She gave me her hot, thick semen, and I ejaculated wildly, releasing a large amount of fluid. Even after ejaculating, my penis was still rock hard, and I thrust into her dozens more times before it softened.

Lizhi got up and poured half a basin of water from the thermos, first washing me clean, then washing herself as well.

A coquettish smile appeared on her face as she said,

"Little brother, I now know you're a good boy; I've never played like this before." "Why do you say that?" "Because your penetration method is different from experienced men." "How is it different?" I asked curiously.

"When they penetrate, they know how to prolong the pleasure, and they understand how to satisfy a woman wholeheartedly." "How do they penetrate?" I pressed.

"Hahahaha..." she laughed like a flower, "They don't thrust as fiercely as you do, like a storm." "Oh?" "They pay attention to the woman's reaction, responding quickly when needed and slowly when necessary!" She said, as if giving me a sex lesson, "Adapt to the other person's reactions, varying the pressure and speed, using different techniques." "I still don't understand!" "You should stay calm, like a warrior calmly facing the challenge!" As she spoke, she moved closer to me, teasing my penis, saying, "Let's learn through practice, it's easier to understand that way." My penis immediately became erect again after her teasing. I followed her advice and began to practice.

This time, I wasn't as impatient as before. I first rubbed the head of my penis against her sensitive labia, causing her to flow profusely due to stimulation. Only when she started to arouse did I insert my penis into her vagina.

Under her guidance, I began thrusting slowly and gradually increased the speed and depth, following her principle of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. This slow, rapid withdrawal brought her to a climax, her eyes gleaming, her breath coming in gasps, her body writhing in pleasure. Then I launched a rapid, forceful attack, causing her to rotate her hips rapidly in response, moaning,

"My little brother, mmm, you're so clever, oh...it feels so good..." I thrust even harder, penetrating her core deeply.

"My little rascal, that's it...tsk tsk...hurry up and grind towards your core...that's it! Oh...mmm...it feels so good..." I calmly responded, unmoved by her cries of pleasure, coldly and slowly but powerfully thrusting.

She was truly an exceptional sex teacher, not only bringing me peak pleasure but also doubling the duration, lasting a full hour.

When I ejaculated again, overwhelmed by the intense tingling, she had already passed out from my penetration.

After several minutes, she finally woke up, hugging my neck and kissing me incessantly, even biting me hard on the back of the neck.

With this pleasurable experience of penetration, and this alluring mentor, I developed an uncontrollable fascination with sex. I wanted to enjoy the pleasure of sex while simultaneously pursuing its techniques.

These six drivers' wives became my research tools, and also my playthings. I had sex with them one by one, finding each woman different: some preferred gentle, tender penetration, while others desired vigorous, forceful thrusting… and I could satisfy them all.

Sometimes there were several wives who slept with me, sometimes just one, but most of the time there were two flanking me, embracing both and enjoying endless bliss. While I licked the right hole with my tongue instead of my penis, taking turns, I became their shared lover.

Besides Lizhi, Guiying was the best in bed. Besides having a perfect figure, her vagina was exquisitely beautiful. Her vulva was like a "white steamed bun," with thick, soft, and glossy black pubic hair. Her vulva was high and prominent, her labia red and tender, her vagina deep and narrow, the clitoris like an elastic rubber band. Each time I rubbed against it, it would grip my glans like a baby suckling, squeezing and releasing, making me feel numb and itchy all over, experiencing ecstasy. So, Lizhi and Guiying had sex with me almost every night.

Unfortunately, good times don't last, and happiness is fleeting. The war soon ended, and I became a student again. Those ladies also parted ways because of the restoration of the government offices and their relocation to the provincial capital.

The school I attended had many beautiful and sexy female teachers and classmates. Their allure and romance surpassed even the prostitutes I later slept with!

One English teacher named Wang Bixia was the most outstanding among them. She had a delicate face, two watery, seductive eyes, a pair of large breasts, a narrow waist, a round and plump bottom, and smooth, white skin.

She had a thing for handsome male students, often flirting with them during class. Actually, she was only twenty, and because of her petite figure, strangers often mistook her for a female student!

Her English was extremely fluent and standard, with a beautiful, magnetic voice; it sounded even better than Bai Guang singing.

Many male classmates had slept with her, and their boasts about her amazing skills in bed fueled my secret crush.

One day after class, she said to me,

"Kang Jiahua, come to my dorm tonight, I need to talk to you about something." She gave me a flirtatious wink, and I knew what she meant, secretly delighted.

After dinner, I made a point of grooming myself, brushing my hair to shine, putting on a fashionable red shirt, hopping my bicycle, and heading to our meeting.

I knocked and entered, and saw that Teacher Wang was dressed exceptionally beautifully. She invited me to sit down and said,

"Jiahua, I heard you're very active at school and like to participate in activities, is that right?" "Yes, but only legitimate activities," I replied.

"Don't you like dancing?" "I only dance with female classmates for fun, I've never been to a dance hall." "Who are you closest to?" she asked, her large eyes fixed on me.

"I'm close to every female classmate," I answered.

"I'm not talking about that, I'm asking who your lover is?" "I...I..." I stammered, unable to continue.

She smiled charmingly without speaking, and got up to call for a waitress to bring wine and food.

"Don't be embarrassed, let me treat you to something, come on!" She sat facing me, raised her glass, and we drank together. The slight intoxication after the wine made her even more beautiful, like a flower. I also felt unusually hot, my libido rising.

She gave me seductive glances, her eyes sparkling with desire. I inhaled the fragrance of her hair and flesh, and my desire surged. My penis hardened, pressing against my crotch like an iron rod. She seemed even more aroused than I was, her large, watery eyes trying to seduce me, her high breasts trembling.

"You're truly the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," I said.

"You're quite the young man, no wonder all those female students are surrounding you." She stood up, walked to my side, and stroked my shoulder. She said flirtatiously,

"Come on! Let me see how well you dance." A maid moved the tables and chairs aside, the record player started up, and the fiery rock music was intoxicating. We embraced and danced to the rhythm.

Holding such a beautiful woman, I felt an indescribable excitement. To win her favor, I used the latest fancy steps to charm her.

Her dancing skills were truly masterful; her steps were light and gliding, her body agile and graceful. I held her slender waist tightly, and she pressed her rosy face against my cheek, her breasts pressed firmly against my chest, feeling like inflated balloons—firm yet soft. My other hand roamed over her body, caressing and playing with her as much as possible.

The music was so intense, and our gentle politeness turned into roughness. My hands roughly rubbed her breasts, back, and buttocks, and she offered her lips to me in a passionate kiss, digging into the muscles of my back with her hands.

She boldly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her alabaster-white skin, making my caresses even more intoxicating. Finally, we stripped naked and embraced each other, groping wildly.

She played with my glans, then inserted it into her vagina, rotating and thrusting to the rhythm. This kind of sexual dance made me feel like I was on cloud nine, and she, with her starry eyes, breathed heavily, experiencing ecstasy.

The music grew increasingly frenzied, and so did I. I thrust into her, making her tremble all over until she lay back, her legs spread and hooked around my waist, her hands tightly wrapped around my neck. I felt I wasn't going in deep enough, that my excitement couldn't reach its peak. Her lying on her back like this suited me perfectly.

Then, I roughly played with her breasts, lifted my raging cock, aimed it at her pussy, and "whoosh," slammed it in, this time all the way in, and then started thrusting.

She was more wanton than a prostitute, twisting her hips to meet my thrusts as I pounded into her, her little mouth biting my neck and shoulder, rolling around like a mad dog.

"Oh! Big cock brother, you're making my pussy feel so good, so numb and itchy... so comfortable... you really know how to play... tsk... um... good brother..." I thrust powerfully up and down, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, my hands roughly kneading her trembling body, varying the pressure and speed, making her wet and gush.

"I've lost it twice already, my dear, you're so good at it, oh my! It's so good, good brother... fuck my little hole until it's raw, I'm going to die..." I thrust in and out with a whirlwind of speed, really wanting to smash her little hole to pieces.

She seemed like a widow who had been deprived for a long time. I fucked her for a full hour and a half, and she was still horny.

"Heavy, faster... harder..." She even pushed my buttocks down with her hands.

I really wished I could insert my balls too to subdue this slut. I thrust hard on her white and tender buttocks, and she said it felt good.

I was really tired of thrusting, so I turned her over and made her lie on top of me. I said,

"Slut, I'm too tired. You take the initiative and let me rest for a bit before I take care of you." She really lay on top of me, using her vaginal opening to grip my glans, thrusting hard up and down.

I didn't move at all, enjoying her horny appearance. It was so interesting.

After she had been playing with me for several tens of minutes and seemed a little exhausted, I had regained my energy and pushed her back down. This time, I didn't even say a word, conserving my strength, and thrust into her repeatedly, powerfully and slowly, mechanically. Despite her moans and cries, I remained calm and unwavering, continuing as before. Her signs of defeat gradually appeared, and her tone became pitiful:

"Dear husband... good old man... I give in to you... thrust deeper... um... my good man... save my poor little hole... it's so... oh... I love it so much... good... oh... good brother... my little hole is so itchy... faster... faster..." This time I was aroused again, and the second wave of frenzy was like a sudden rainstorm. I thrust rapidly, each time plunging deep into her core, pounding and pounding relentlessly.

"Yes... so good... my good old man... my savior... my darling... oh... um..." "You indestructible woman," I said, thrusting violently.

After a few dozen more thrusts, I finally succumbed to a surge of intense pleasure and ejaculated.

She wouldn't let me pull my penis out, but I was so exhausted I didn't even have the strength to get up. Despite her persistent pleas, I had no choice but to leave like a defeated rooster. But I was incredibly resentful, plotting revenge and determined to conquer her.

I sought advice from Old Huang, the brothel vendor, who assured me he had a way to subdue her. He charged me several tens of yuan before taking a box from his bookshelf. Opening the box, he pulled out a hairy contraption, saying,

"This is the magic weapon for subduing sluts; it's a sheep's eye ring." He smiled mysteriously, "Don't underestimate this thing; even the most wanton woman won't last half an hour before giving in." He taught me how to use it before I left.

Back home, I followed his instructions, soaking and softening it before putting it on my glans. It looked ridiculous, like a hairy hat on a little monk.

With this magic weapon, I couldn't help but be overjoyed. I rested and recuperated for a few days, and when night fell, I was ready and went straight to Teacher Wang's dormitory.

She hugged me with a beaming smile and said, "Why haven't you come for several days? You've been avoiding me everywhere." "Because I wasn't feeling well, I rested for a few days." "Looking at your face, no one would believe you're sick." She reached out and played with my big penis, and I didn't waste any more time. But afraid that she would find out about my magic weapon, as I leaned over her, I turned off the desk lamp and secretly put the eye ring on the glans. I parted her jade-like legs and thrust my cock, still wearing its woolen cap, inside with a swift motion. She let out a soft "hmm," and my glans rubbed against her clitoris as I pumped in and out, brushing against her vaginal muscles like a brush. She moaned,

"Ouch... what's going on? Oh... what's in your glans? It's making me both itchy and sore... I feel so good!" She cried out, "Big cock brother... why are you... so fierce today... I can't take it... ouch..." I churned and churned inside her with my glans, watching her bloodshot eyes and her panting, uncomfortable state. I felt an indescribable joy. Ignoring her pleas and cries, I thrust as hard as I could inside her.

"Ouch..." Then, a gush of fluid gushed out.

She looked like she was about to die from my penetration, and I proudly said, "You little cunt, you're finally submitting today!" "Good daddy...dear daddy...ouch...I submit, I submit...please pull your big cock out, my cunt is all wrecked, it's itchy...and painful...ouch..." I ignored her and continued to thrust and pound.

Seeing her paralyzed like a dead woman, her mouth open but unable to speak, I was determined to torment her, and thrust even more violently.

After continuing for half an hour, her hands slumped down limply, her body was ice-cold, and only a breath remained in her throat before I pulled out my hot, hard cock. I got up, poured myself a glass of brandy and gulped it down, embracing her until, fifteen minutes later, she finally woke up and cried out.

Her cunt was red and swollen from my penetration, her labia were turned inside out, revealing swollen flesh; it seemed I had damaged it. To prevent her from surrendering completely, I thrust my penis in again, continuing to pump hard, causing her labia to flip in and out. Her eyes widened as she cried,

"Good brother, please spare me, it hurts... spare my poor little hole... I can't take it today... you'll fuck my hole to death... you'll regret it later... dear brother..." I knew a woman's hole couldn't be destroyed by penetration, and my penis was painfully swollen; stopping was impossible. I could only let it run its course, thrusting relentlessly. My reason was clouded by lust; like a wild beast, I ran rampant over her fair body. I bit her nipples, violently rubbed her buttocks, and pulled her hair, as if I wanted to swallow her whole. Only after ejaculating did my mind clear.

I saw she was breathless, her skin blackened from my grip, her hair disheveled, not resembling a human. After fiddling with her for a while, I finally managed to wake her up.

After we got dressed, she sat in my lap drinking coffee and said,

"What dirty stuff did you use to make me feel like I was dying?" I laughed and said, "It's a secret." "You little devil, show me what it is!" So I took off the sheep's eye ring for her to see. As soon as she saw it, she spat in my face and scolded me coquettishly,

"You little devil, where did you get such a filthy thing?" "Without its help, could I have subdued you, you slut?" "This is what hooligans use to play with country bumpkins, how dare you use it on me?" I kissed her little mouth and said, "You're even more seductive than a country bumpkin, you slut."

Chen Xiaozhu's home was in a corner of an upscale residential area, a spacious three-story garden villa with a blend of Chinese and Western styles, magnificent and luxurious. The

ball was held in a large living room on the third floor, with all the tables and chairs arranged on both sides, leaving the center as a dance floor. The walls were decorated with colorful lights and paper balls, the lighting dim and mysterious.

Xiao Zhu wore a low-cut top and a knee-length skirt, revealing her deep cleavage and long, slender legs. She was incredibly sexy, drawing praise from the male students and envy from the female students. She shone like a radiant light, making the surrounding girls feel like stars orbiting the moon, their own shadows and inferiorities pale in comparison.

The record player played "Happy Birthday," and we raised our glasses to congratulate her, singing along. She was radiant, frequently shaking hands with us, her face beaming with pride. She walked up to me, took my hand, and shook it warmly, saying,

"A rare guest indeed, it's a pleasure to have you here." "Thank you for the invitation," I bowed.

Using a small silver knife, after blowing out the eighteen candles on the large cake, she cut it into small pieces and shared them with everyone. We chatted and laughed, the atmosphere extremely harmonious and pleasant.

Then the dance began, and we raised our glasses to congratulate her again. She drank heartily, her eyes sparkling, her smile radiant.

A series of popular rock and dance songs played, and I saw couples of classmates gliding onto the dance floor. Only I remained alone in my seat, feeling incredibly bored and lonely. Just as I was admiring myself, Xiaozhu approached me and said,

"Xiaokang, can I ask you to dance?" I took her arm and we glided into the crowd. I tried my best to show off my dancing skills, showering her with attention, using all sorts of fancy moves. She praised me with great satisfaction, saying,

"Xiaokang, your dance moves are so varied, I'm afraid I can't keep up!" Actually, that was just polite talk; her dancing skills were definitely no less than mine.

Her face pressed against my cheek, her breath sweet as orchids. Without thinking, I reached for her breasts, grabbing and fondling them. She pretended not to notice, letting me do as I pleased, but because we were in a crowd, I didn't dare to be too outrageous.

"You've been avoiding me, do you dislike me?" she said coquettishly.

"You're the star of the class, would I dare to presume to be associated with you?" I flattered her as much as possible, while my hand slid down to her round buttocks.

“You’re not being honest, so just love me if you want, what are you afraid of?” She hugged my neck tightly and stole a kiss from me.

She had me aroused, my penis so hard it bulged out of my pants, pressing against her lower body. She pressed her vulva against mine, rubbing against me with great pleasure. The music grew louder, and I saw couples all around us flirting, some in all sorts of bizarre and outrageous ways.

Suddenly, the lights went out, and everyone became even more unrestrained. Taking advantage of this, I reached inside her clothes and began to roughly fondle her breasts, then roughly reached down to her vulva. She played with my penis too, pulling down her panties to expose her opening. I thrust my rock-hard penis inside, and we embraced, our lower bodies rubbing together.

This clandestine intercourse was incredibly arousing; her vagina was high, making it easy for me to penetrate. As she circled me around her vagina, she led me towards her bedroom, the sounds of penetration filling the air.

Amidst the chaos and frenzied penetration, I had already pinned Xiaozhu to the bed, undressed her, and was now having a wild and satisfying time.

Xiaozhu's vagina was small yet deep, tight and warm, making my glans thrust harder and harder. I held her legs in my hands, and in a doggy-style position, I thrust deeply into her, then began to rub and tease her clitoris. She was burning with desire, frantically gripping my glans with her vaginal opening, drawing it towards her uterus, making me thrust even harder, penetrating her two or three hundred times in one go.

"Dear brother… oh… your cock is so big and thick… oh… my vagina feels so good…" she moaned, further fueling the excitement.

Water streamed down the bed, and my penis, burning hot and tingling inside her tight, warm vagina, grew harder and thicker with each thrust, stretching her vagina tightly—it was truly intoxicating. As she moaned and cried out, I changed tactics, thrusting slowly and powerfully into her, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, a rhythmic mix of rapid and slow strokes that drove her to the brink of ecstasy.

"My dear husband! This is making me feel like I'm in heaven! Oh...oh..." She rubbed her buttocks together in pleasure, responding to my thrusts. I then lifted her up and positioned her in a lotus position, allowing her to move freely and comfortably, which further aroused her. The two of us sat on the bed, sometimes overlapping, sometimes lying down, our passion raging, a wild and unrestrained lovemaking.

We continued for an hour until the lights came back on, and then, reluctantly, we dressed and left together. By then, her vagina had already been climaxed three times, yet I still couldn't control myself.

When we returned to the living room, all we saw was the chaos after the frenzy. Everyone was disheveled, their hair a mess, and the girls' skirts were soaking wet and patchy—it was quite a sight. It was truly a sorry state of affairs, like the aftermath of a major battle. We looked at each other in silence, exchanging knowing smiles.

Xiao Zhu walked to the center and announced, "Now the exciting show begins!" She took out a paper tube and said, "I've numbered all the girls. The boys can draw numbers freely, and whoever draws a girl's number will be paired with her. But after each song, we must change partners." I drew number fourteen, and my partner was He Zhenzhen, while Xiao Zhu was drawn by a boy surnamed Feng.

After we were paired up, Xiao Zhu ordered everyone to take off their clothes for a nude dance. We, naked, followed Xiao Zhu and Xiao Feng, and began to dance, intertwining and pleasuring each other.

He Zhenzhen wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a very voluptuous figure, and I found it quite enjoyable to be with her.

Everyone danced and pleasuring wildly, admiring each other—it was very exciting. We

changed partners for each song, and I had been with every girl, each experience unique. It was just a pity that each song was too fast; just when things were about to get intense, we had to change partners again, which was a bit of a disappointment. But I also admired Xiaozhu's ingenious arrangement; she really came up with such a clever idea.

By the time everyone had their turn, it was almost dawn, and everyone left reluctantly, filled with excitement. I was the only lucky one left behind by Xiaozhu.

So I carried Xiaozhu into the room and started fucking her again, continuing until I was completely satisfied before getting up and saying goodbye.

This kind of show was held at Xiaozhu's house every weekend afterward, but trouble started from there.

These female classmates, ever since they tasted my super-sized penis, became infatuated with me. They were addicted and competed for me, keeping me constantly busy. At the same time, I was incredibly lucky with

women. They were all incredibly seductive and fearless, and luckily, I was born with a special ability to have sex with several women at once, satisfying each one. When necessary, I would even use my "magic weapon" to make them feel like they were dying, so I could handle it all with ease. However, after a while, I got a little bored with these female classmates, so I shifted my focus.

The first person I noticed was a young widow not far from my house. The men all said she had a special constitution; every husband she married died from overwork. They also heard she had remarried several times in just three years.

She ran a fruit shop, and because of her good looks and being only about twenty years old, she attracted a lot of attention.

It was a Sunday evening, almost closing time at the fruit shop. I changed into a brand-new suit, tied a tie, asked my mother for a few hundred yuan, and went to her shop. I saw her sitting there idly; the shop door was half closed.

"Sister-in-law, how much are your peaches?" I picked up a large, bright red peach and asked her provocatively.

"Oh my! Young master, what brings you here!" She winked at me, saying, "We're all neighbors, take a few and have them, no need to haggle over the price." She picked out a few of the biggest peaches and handed them to me. As I reached for the peaches, I took the opportunity to touch her palm. Her eyes suddenly flickered, and she glanced at me sideways, saying,

"Young master, you're dressed so nicely today, are you going to be with your girlfriend?" I shook my head, staring intently at her.

"Come in and sit down, I forgot to greet you." She took my hand and led me inside. She busied herself serving cigarettes and tea, very hospitable. I tentatively asked,

"Sister-in-law, are you all alone at home?" "Oh... I was born with a hard life, what can I do?" "You're so young and so beautiful, why don't you find a good family?" She lowered her head, a hint of melancholy rising in her eyes, then said softly,

"A woman with such a hard life as me, who would want me?" As she spoke, she gradually moved closer, her breasts standing tall and trembling. From her slightly upturned lips, I knew she had a wonderfully small vagina, and looking at her smooth, white skin, I couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. We gazed at each other silently, lost in thought. She seemed about to erupt like a volcano; I knew what she was thinking, so I deliberately asked,

"Sister-in-law, I heard you have many boyfriends, is that true?" "Who's spreading these rumors, young master? To be honest, ever since my husband died, the gossip on the street has been endless, it's infuriating!" I seized the opportunity, pulling her hand and saying, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I was just teasing you, don't be angry." This touch excited her again, and she gripped my hand tightly. Seeing the moment was right, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her passionately. She docilely nestled in my arms like a lamb, wrapping her arms around my neck and letting me suckle her soft tongue.

We kissed passionately for several minutes before finally separating. I casually unhooked her bra and began to fondle her breasts. She reached inside and touched my penis, exclaiming,

"Young Master, your penis is so big!" I knew she would be overjoyed to touch my enormous member. So I didn't answer and focused on undressing her. I stripped her naked and placed her on the edge of the bed, then grasped my iron-like penis and rubbed it against her clitoris, making her wet and moaning,

"Young Master...no...darling...it itches..." I roughly rubbed her tender flesh, continuing to tease around her vagina. She cried out again,

"Good man, please put your big penis in...I can't take it anymore..." She bit and moved wildly on me, and at that moment I couldn't control myself anymore. With a "whoosh," I thrust in.

"Ah...it feels so good...harder...faster...dear husband..." I began to thrust wildly, and she responded from below, her vagina full and tight.

After I thrust into her hundreds of times, her vagina contracted completely, clamping down on my penis and licking it powerfully. Her vagina was like a child's mouth, biting down on my glans and refusing to let go, squeezing and tightening, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. In less than half an hour, I ejaculated.

But strangely, my semi-erect penis was held tightly inside her vaginal walls and wouldn't come out. At this point, the young widow angrily bit my shoulder, her eyes wide open in protest. She clung to me, refusing to let go, and quickly put my penis in her mouth, giving me oral sex. Her mouth was even more agile than her vagina, biting and licking until my penis became erect again.

She pushed me down, inserting my penis into her vaginal opening, sliding it in and out, making me feel like I was on cloud nine.

This time, I gritted my teeth, desperately trying to stay still to prolong the time. Her vaginal walls began to tighten and suck on my glans again. But no matter how hard I tried, I soon ejaculated again.

She then used her mouth to bite and lick me until I got hard. She did this repeatedly, and I calculated I had ejaculated six times. She only stopped when my penis felt lifeless in her mouth.

What a magnificent vagina, what a wondrous vagina! I was truly subdued. As I climbed off her, ready to leave, the young widow pressed down on my shoulder and said,

"Wait a minute, my dear husband, I have something wonderful that will satisfy your desires." She then took a porcelain bottle from a dresser and extracted two pink pills. Smiling, she said,

"My love, quickly take these pills; I guarantee you'll last at least two hours." I was also captivated by her beautiful vagina and her skill in bed, so I took the pills. In less than twenty minutes, the effects kicked in, and my penis, which had been as limp as a dead penis, became hard again, harder and thicker than before.

At the same time, I felt full of energy, as strong as an ox, and my desire was burning fiercely. So, like a madman, I pounced on her again and thrust into her hole. Like a piston, I thrust in and out rapidly and forcefully, making the bed creak. She cried out in pleasure.

I thrust into her for a full hour, the more I thrust, the stronger I became, and my penis grew thicker and harder. She clung to me like a water snake, her vaginal opening gripping my glans tightly. Her hair was disheveled, and she said with unrestrained lust,

"Dear brother, you're enjoying it, aren't you... tsk... your pussy feels good, doesn't it!" I thrust again and again, wishing I could crush this horny hole.

The two of them, like wild beasts, thrust in and out, relentlessly for two and a half hours. At the peak of pleasure, I ejaculated again!

In my excitement, I wanted to take a pill and continue, but the young widow refused. She said,

"This pill is too strong; taking too much will harm your health. We have plenty of time; let's enjoy it slowly." Having experienced the young widow's wondrous treasure, I couldn't forget it, and felt that no other woman was as appealing. So, I skipped more and more classes, spending every day seeking pleasure with the young widow. Eventually, my studies suffered greatly. At the same time, my health deteriorated, though I didn't think much of it, my mother was terrified.

The truth eventually came out. She was furious and scolded me severely, ordering me to swear I would never again entangle myself with the young widow. Unable to withstand my mother's tears and the reproaches of relatives and friends, I finally broke up with her.

(The End) After a serious illness, I became more disciplined. At this time, my father also returned to work in the government.

Fearing I would cause more trouble, my mother kept a close eye on me. To prepare me for university entrance exams, she sent me to board at a professor's house, hoping he could tutor me.

This professor was a scholar educated in Europe and America; he was very open-minded and easygoing. His flaw was greed; besides his wife and concubine, he also had an affair with a female student.

He had two daughters, both attending girls' school, and a very young boy, just starting fifth grade.

The two sisters were both very beautiful, around sixteen or seventeen years old.

I must especially introduce this beautiful and alluring concubine. Before her marriage, she was a courtesan with a tragic past. Envious of the professor's talent and charm, she willingly gave herself to him; at this time, she was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight. However, this woman from a background of prostitution was very romantic and extremely feisty. The professor, besides liking her, also felt a certain fear of her.

When I moved into the professor's house, she was very affectionate towards me; her allure and beauty left a deep impression on me.

My room was a small, solitary room in a corner near the garden. The old professor was very caring towards me, not only providing in-depth guidance in my studies but also paying close attention to my life, which made me very satisfied.

This concubine, named Jin Feng, spoke with a charming, soft Wu accent. She often personally took care of my daily needs, showing me great concern and attentiveness.

I also got along very well with the two sisters, Mei Fang and Mei Hua. Mei Fang was more composed and gentle, while Mei Hua was lively and straightforward. At the time, the professor intended for me to marry one of his daughters, so he didn't restrict our interactions at all.

In this environment, I lived a dreamlike life.

Initially, I was serious and buried myself in books, and the old professor frequently praised me as a model young man. However, as time went on, I couldn't help but feel a little admiration for the beautiful woman.

Jin Feng would often find excuses to come to my room, striking up conversations with a deep sense of resentment. Because the old professor had a lover outside and often stayed out, while the old lady stayed indoors all day, eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures, not asking about anything else, this created an opportunity for Jin Feng and me to get close.

One night, I was reviewing my studies when Jin Feng pushed open the door and came in. She was heavily made up, her face beaming, and brought me some delicate snacks:

"Jia Hua, these spring rolls of yours taste pretty good; I made them myself." "Thank you so much, Auntie," I replied, bowing my head, afraid to see her burning gaze.

"Jia Hua, we're family, no need to be so polite," she said, sitting down and smiling charmingly at me.

"Auntie, you're so good to me." "I don't know why, but I feel like I know you like family." Her tone was full of warmth, and my heart felt like it was being gently soothed. I was deeply moved and blurted out,

"Auntie, please treat me like family." "I'm a woman with a tragic fate. I lost my parents' love when I was young..." Jin Feng sighed and slowly continued,

"When I was old enough to understand things, I was sold to a theatrical troupe. The beatings and pain I suffered were indescribable... Learning to sing opera is really not easy, but I had to practice and perform every day... I finally made it big and gained considerable fame, earning the boss a lot of money, but I didn't have a penny." Her cheeks were covered with tears, and my heart was blank. I seemed to see a lonely girl standing in a storm, being ravaged.

“Like any other girl, I longed for love and a sense of belonging, but how could I possibly have it? The owners of the opera troupe treated me like a cash cow, keeping me pinned down, leaving me no freedom whatsoever.” She wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and continued,

“On stage, I forced a smile, accepting thunderous applause. After the performance, when the audience dispersed, I was alone with the lamp, feeling utterly adrift.” My heart ached, and my vision blurred.

“As the years quietly passed and I grew old, feeling helpless and lonely, the professor entered my life… He wasn’t a bad person, but… though he was old, his heart was young. Although I didn’t love him, I couldn’t resist his persistent pursuit and gave myself to him. However, he also paid a considerable price to regain his freedom.” Her story evoked boundless sympathy in me.

“Jiahua, although I have plenty of food and clothing here, I always feel like something is missing in my life. I don’t know if this is love.” She gazed shyly into my eyes, and I felt a little flustered. She continued,

“Ever since I saw you, so handsome and charming, just like the prince of my dreams, I’ve secretly given you my heart.” She leaned into my arms.

“Auntie, this is impossible.” I was startled.

I wanted to get away from her, but I couldn’t bear to, so I let her nestle against my chest.

“Jiahua, I beg you, promise me, say you love me…” She brought her lips to my mouth.

My heart was pounding. I couldn’t accept this wrong love, but her mournful eyes softened my heart. Finally, I leaned down, our lips met, and we kissed deeply.

Her eyes were alluring, and she used her slender white hands to pull me down onto her.

At that moment, I didn’t know if it was lust or love; I was just stunned, letting her do as she pleased.

She first stripped naked, tempting me with her alabaster body, then undressed me, embracing me tightly and kissing me passionately. She played with my penis until it was erect, then guided it into her vagina. Like a puppet, I mechanically moved in and out as she thrust, eventually succumbing to my rising lust. I gently thrust into her vagina, strangely enough, despite my unrestrained desire, a boundless tenderness lingered within me. We were perfectly in sync, and she relentlessly responded to my thrusts, repeatedly asking,

"Jiahua, my love, are you comfortable? I will love you forever." Her vagina was truly wondrous, a high vulva, a tight opening, soft and boneless inside, utterly captivating. Moreover, her soft, sweet words made me feel as if I were bathed in a river of love, and I thrust into her with the gentle tenderness of a wife. The

beastly lust of the past was like a sudden downpour, like lightning, while my intercourse with Jinfeng was like a gentle rain, like a spring breeze. In our passionate embrace, we cherished each other, and our harmonious thrusting and withdrawing was as beautiful as a poem.

This union continued until dawn, when she passionately kissed me goodbye.

A relationship between a man and a woman shouldn't have a first time, so from then on, we met often in secret, truly cherishing our happiness.

My feelings for Jin Feng grew stronger each day; she was as gentle and considerate as a wife. Beyond physical comfort, our hearts were connected.

Outwardly, she feigned indifference, but deep down, we were the sweetest couple in the world.

Meifang invited me to a trip to the suburbs, and not wanting to disappoint her, I agreed. She excitedly prepared everything, and we set off. We rode our bicycles, carrying our picnic boxes, towards the countryside.

She wore a red tracksuit with slim-fitting pants; her hair shone brightly, radiating youthful energy. She rode alongside me, singing songs to express her joy.

When we arrived at the suburbs, we found ourselves at a famous lake in our hometown. This small lake was nestled among mountains, surrounded by bamboo groves and thickets. It was late spring, the weather pleasant, with colorful wildflowers blooming in the grass, warbling orioles in the woods, and the lake water emerald green—truly a paradise for travel. We sat down by the lake, spread out our picnic utensils, and began to eat and chat.

"Brother Hua, you're working too hard, always buried in books. Don't you find it boring?" "Meifen, you're about to take the college entrance exam. What will you do if you don't study hard?" "You're in your prime now, cherish it. At my age, I'll never have the carefree joy of childhood again." "Oh dear! You talk like an old man. You're not much older than me, but you talk like you're seventy or eighty." "Meifen, you won't understand now, but in a few years you'll realize I'm being sincere." She seemed to understand something, as if something was on her mind:

"Brother Hua, I feel like life is meaningless. Look at our family, on the surface it seems very happy, but actually I feel like this family is like an iceberg, cold and lifeless." "People don't know how lucky they are." I don't know where I heard this saying, but I used it on the spur of the moment: "Don't be ungrateful. Take me for example, I'm not as good as you." She interrupted me before I could finish, saying:

“Everyone knows you’re a rich young master. Your father is a high-ranking official, and your family is incredibly wealthy. You can have anything you want, except the moon in the sky.” I said solemnly,

“Meifen, what we pursue in life is happiness, and happiness cannot be bought with money. Your father is busy with official duties and rarely comes home more than a few times a year. Your eldest brother and second sister are both married and live far away. How can they reunite like you and enjoy family happiness?” As I said this, a shadow fell over me.

“Meifen, do you think I’m a bit strange?” I abruptly changed the subject.

"I don't know." "Meifen, I won't lie to you, I'll disappoint you." I stepped forward and placed my hands on her shoulders, gently saying,

"I'm a person with a head full of bizarre thoughts, I know I won't bring you happiness." She suddenly turned her head, hugged me tightly, and said,

"I love you, I love you with all my heart." Her eyes were filled with tears: "Hua-ge, don't say discouraging things. No matter if you succeed or fail in the future, I will always stand by your side and accompany you through every moment." I lifted her chin with my hand and gently pressed my lips to her bright red lips, saying,

"Meifen, I love you too, but..." I looked up at her and said, "I dare not love you. You don't know, my heart is full of filth, I cannot accept your pure feelings." I said with a heart full of pain:

“I feel like I’m living in a filthy, sinful pool, afraid to face the holy sunlight.” “Jiahua.” She no longer called him Brother Hua, and said with a hint of shyness, “You’re not as you say. In my eyes, you’re radiant.” “No, no…” The more I heard her praise, the more guilty I felt.

Walking in the shadows of dusk, we headed home with different feelings.

From then on, Meifen often approached me, openly appearing with me, considering herself my fiancée. This aroused Jinfeng’s jealousy and resentment. Although we still secretly met, and I explained in every way, she remained resentful, as if afraid Meifen would snatch me away from her. I was deeply troubled, caught between the two of them.

Jinfeng and I were a perfect match; we both had mature feelings, deep understanding, and genuine love. But I worried that we couldn’t be together. Firstly, she was several years older than me; secondly, there were the taboos of morality.

Meifen is widely considered my future wife, but our relationship is only like that of siblings; at most, she is an unattainable idol in my heart. I have no desire for her whatsoever. She is a ray of light, an ethereal goddess, yet they both deeply love me.

Time flies, and I've been at the professor's house for over four months. The university entrance exam is over, and I didn't do badly, but the turmoil in my heart is growing ever tighter.

My mother and the professor have both agreed that after I get into university, they will arrange a formal engagement for Meifen and me. That day is not far off, and my melancholy is deepening.

One night, while I was passionately entwined with Jinfeng in bed, Jinfeng asked me,

"Jiahua, what are your plans for us? I can't lose you anymore. If you get engaged to Meifen, I'll have no choice but to commit suicide." "Don't worry, I will never let you down. I will definitely persuade them to change their minds. Please believe me." "Jiahua, if one day I decide to elope with you, will you agree?" she asked, staring at me with fiery eyes.

"This...this is probably impossible. Think about it, we are a respectable family, especially with Mother being old and ailing. If I did this, she would be furious." "Jiahua, my life is so miserable. I hate myself for leading a promising, happy young man into this hellhole. Jiahua, don't worry about me, leave me." "No, absolutely not. I can't abandon you. Putting aside my conscience, my life is already indispensable." I finally decided to discuss it with the professor first. "

Uncle Ding, I have a request, and I hope you will grant it." I sat in the professor's room and talked to him.

“Go ahead and tell me, I’ll try my best to help you.” “Please, don’t blame me, it’s just…” I felt I didn’t have the courage to continue, but now that things had come to this, I couldn’t avoid talking about it. Finally, I finished speaking, my heart trembling: “I just want you to cancel my marriage with Meifen.” “What did you say?” His face changed drastically, and he said sternly, “Did Meifen do something wrong?” “No, Uncle Ding, absolutely nothing like that. I think Meifen is a good girl, beautiful, affectionate, and virtuous, the kind of girl every boy dreams of…” My attitude became extremely solemn as I said, “But I’m very sorry to disappoint you, because I already have a boyfriend.” “Why haven’t I heard your mother mention it?” He seemed a little incredulous.

“This was my own decision, my mother didn’t know.” “Of course, it’s your right. I’m not a stubborn person, I respect your opinion. Well then, in that case, it’s just that Meifen is unlucky.” He didn’t say anything more, a deep pain rising on his face. I left sadly, also deciding to leave the professor’s house.

As I was packing, the professor followed me in and said,

"Jiahua, are you going home?" "Yes, Uncle, I've been bothering you for quite some time now. Thank you for your guidance and care." "Jiahua, out of courtesy, or rather, out of affection, you should explain to Meifen, otherwise she'll be furious. You know she's given you all her love." I nodded and headed towards Meifen's room, considering how to handle this awkward situation.

As I approached the room, I heard Meifen crying and the professor's wife's frequent attempts to comfort her.

When I stepped into the room, Meifen saw me, her eyes wide with anger and deep resentment. She lowered her head and continued sobbing. Seeing me, the professor's wife immediately stepped aside, allowing us to talk freely.

"Meifen..." I felt at a loss for words.

"Please forgive me, I..." She abruptly interrupted me, shouting, "Get away! I don't want to see you!" "Meifen, please let me explain..." She gestured for me to leave, angrily saying, "There's nothing to say between us. Please leave." I stammered, at a loss for words, and could only leave heavily. This was for the best; I thought she would calm down after some time. I returned to my room, planning how to handle this with Jin Feng. I could only meet her when it was late at night.

The night was deep, and Jin Feng and I embraced naked.

“Jin Feng, I’ve already told them this is over. Now I want to hear your opinion on how to handle things between us,” I said, kissing her passionately.

“Jia Hua, you’re so good to me,” she replied, kissing me forcefully, her soft flesh rubbing against me.

“Go home first. I’ll wait until you get into university, then I’ll find a way to leave here, and then we can be together freely.” She became increasingly excited as she spoke, which aroused me, and I couldn’t help but have sex with her. Tonight, we were both in particularly good spirits, so our intercourse was exceptionally vigorous. We thrust in and out, responding to each other’s movements, locked in a passionate embrace.

She writhed her serpentine body, clinging to me with fiery love. I thrust in and out of her lovely flesh, my hands caressing her firm breasts and smooth buttocks, my mouth sucking on her soft, fragrant tongue, enjoying the ultimate pleasure. Her face flushed, as beautiful as a flower, her eyes darting around, her body twisting and turning, a wantonness tinged with boundless tenderness.

The more I inserted the needle, the more energetic I became; the more I looked, the more mesmerized I became, as if flying through the sky, floating and sinking in an infinitely joyful blue ocean… At that moment, the lights were dim, the room filled with a spring-like fragrance that made one feel intoxicated, and with a beautiful woman in my arms, I felt a sense of wonder at this very night. Even in parting, we were reluctant to part

. The next day, I packed my

bags, bid farewell to the professor, and returned home. My life returned from its vibrant beginnings to a quiet routine. Besides reading at home and tutoring my younger siblings, I quietly awaited the release of the exam results. This kind of life allowed me to concentrate better on my studies, and my mother was very happy, thinking I had done well. Her only dissatisfaction was that I shouldn't have rejected Meifen's marriage proposal; she hoped that after some time, I would change my mind.

Just then, a strange thing happened.

The professor wrote a letter to my mother, saying that Meifen had suddenly left without saying goodbye and that he was searching everywhere for her. His words implied blame, and he believed I should take responsibility for it. My mother was very sad, and I felt even more guilty.

My fears were indeed realized. My classmate, Xiao He, told me he had spotted Mei Fen. He said she had completely changed, dressed provocatively, frequently changed male companions, and seemed to have fallen into prostitution. I was stunned speechless by this thunderous news.

I decided to investigate myself and instructed Xiao He not to tell my mother. I made an excuse to go on a trip to X city with my classmate and hurriedly set off. I hoped to rescue Mei Fen from this hellhole, otherwise I would feel guilty and uneasy for the rest of my life.

Upon arriving in X city, as Xiao He had described, I first found a hotel to stay in. After resting for a while, I went to a large restaurant in the city to inquire about Mei Fen's whereabouts, because Xiao He had told me that he had met her there.

Dressed in a sharp suit, I strode into the restaurant, found a table with a good view, and sat down. The waiter brought the menu, and I only ordered a light drink. I waited for almost two hours.

Just as I was about to leave, a familiar woman's figure caught my eye. I looked closer—it was none other than Meifen!

She wasn't dressed like a respectable woman at all. Her hair was styled high in the latest imperial concubine hairstyle, and she wore a tight-fitting cheongsam with a high slit, exposing her entire fair thighs. The cheongsam was brightly colored, and she wore a pair of gold high heels with lace details. Her face was meticulously made up; her eyebrows were heavily drawn, her eyes were painted with large, round blue circles, her lips were painted with bright red lipstick, and her nails and toenails were painted pink. She was clinging tightly to a short, stout middle-aged man, her arm around his. Her alluring appearance made it hard for me to believe that this was the same Meifen I knew—the girl with short, schoolgirl-like hair and a plain school uniform.

She and the businessman-looking middle-aged man were arm in arm, oblivious to everyone else, chatting and throwing him seductive smiles. She didn't notice me and sat down to eat with her male companion. My head felt throbbing, as if I'd been punched hard.

To follow her, I waited until she left the house and got into a new car before hailing a streetcar to follow her. The brand-new car stopped in front of a large hotel, and the man tightly embraced her as they went inside. I memorized the hotel's name before ordering the driver to take me back to my lodgings.

At that moment, my heart felt like it was bleeding. I hoped this was a dream, a terrible dream. I put my fingers in my mouth and bit them hard, trembling with pain. I knew this wasn't a dream; it was reality. I racked my brains, trying to figure out how to rescue Meifen. I pondered deeply all night until dawn before finally falling into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I checked my watch and it was two in the afternoon. After washing up and having a little snack, I immediately called a car to go straight to the large hotel. The hotel servant told me that Meifen had changed her name to Zhuli and was staying at the hotel; she was supposedly a courtesan—a high-class prostitute. To spy on her activities, I also moved into the same hotel, staying in the room next to hers.

Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw that Meifen had already gone out, so I waited patiently while I lay down on the bed to rest, soon falling into a deep sleep.

A series of rapid breathing sounds and giggling laughter woke me from my dream. I could hear the bed in the next room creaking loudly, along with sounds of male and female intercourse:

"Big dick brother, you're fucking my little hole to death, have pity on my little slutty hole!... I want... I can't take it anymore..." Then came the sounds of a penis thrusting in and out.

“Little slut, don’t blame me for fucking you so hard, you’re just too beautiful! It feels so good… I wish I could swallow you whole! Your cunt is so tight, so tight, so easy to fuck…” “Good man… dear father… what’s wrong with you tonight, ouch… such strength… um… my cunt is so sore and itchy from your fucking… so swollen… oh… um… hmph…” Mei Fen’s moans seemed to fuel the excitement, and the iron bed frame creaked louder and louder.

“Tsk tsk! Big cock brother… I… I’ve lost it again… you’re fucking me to death… you… didn’t you want me to be your concubine… you can fuck me slowly from now on…” Then the man seemed to ejaculate, and the bed stopped creaking.

I secretly peeked through the crack in the door and saw Mei Fen lying naked on the bed in a starfish position, her high breasts held in a pair of large hands, her vulva very high, bulging, covered by thick pubic hair, her anus shaped like a flower, her labia slightly parted, swallowing a cucumber-sized cock.

Her almond-shaped eyes were full of spring, her gaze seductive, her small mouth being nibbled and kissed incessantly by the man. She seemed to be thoroughly satisfied, laughing wantonly. The man was the short, fat one, all dark-skinned, muscular and stout. Even though he was exhausted, he still straddled her, refusing to dismount.

Soon, his penis became hard again. He placed Meifen's jade-like legs on his shoulders, raised his seven- or eight-inch-long penis, and thrust it forcefully into her small hole. Meifen clung tightly to his neck, sticking her tongue into his mouth for him to lick, while twisting her hips to meet his frenzied thrusts.

Meifen's body was truly beautiful. Her entire body was as delicate as a rose, her breasts high and firm, her nipples bright red and slightly upturned. Her waist was slender enough to be grasped in one hand, her buttocks large and white, protruding backward, her vulva high and firm, her labia red, her snow-white pubic hair hidden in the dark fine hair. She squinted her large eyes, enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated.

My eyes burned with rage, my lust was unbearably aroused, and I was seething with hatred. It was simply unbelievable. How could a pure and innocent girl like Meifen have turned into a wanton prostitute? I hated myself for ruining her life, and my heart ached for her transformation.

In the next room, they were having a wild affair, and I felt that Meifen was completely lost in her lust.

I didn't sleep all night, and it seemed like they were going at it until dawn. Judging from the sounds, that short, fat man had penetrated Meifen five times that night, each time for over an hour.

For several days, I couldn't have any contact with her. She changed male partners every night, offering herself up for others to play with, and she was in high spirits, going at it with her clients until dawn every night.

It wasn't until the seventh day that I saw no guests in her room. She was resting on the bed, wearing only a bra and a small pair of panties. I knocked lightly on the door.

"Who is it?" she asked, a little startled.

"It's me," I said softly, my voice so low that she couldn't recognize me; she would never have imagined it was me.

"Is this Manager Wang?" she said sweetly as she got up to open the door.

"It's you?" she exclaimed in surprise, backing away, trying to close the door and refuse to see me, but I had already quickly stepped inside.

"What are you doing here?" she said coldly.

"Meifen, I want to have a good talk with you! You know..." I said gently.

She stopped me before I could finish, saying, "I'm not Meifen, sir, I'm Zhuli. You've mistaken me for someone else." "Meifen, please don't refuse me. I'm here as your older brother to say a few words, okay?" She lowered her head, her face pale, her whole body trembling.

“Meifen, you can’t hurt your uncle, you can’t break the heart of the person who loves you.” My eyes were already wet with tears. After a pause, I said again,

“The meaning of life is not just about pursuing love! There are many things we need to seek.” “Please don’t say anymore, I beg you!” She covered her face and wept bitterly.

“You are young, with a bright future ahead of you. You can’t make another mistake, or you will regret it for the rest of your life.” “I have already made a mistake, but I will never regret it.” She said stubbornly, “You don’t need to say anything more to me, sir.” Then she laughed loudly, “I am a prostitute, available to anyone.” She pinched my face and said, “If you are interested, come and let our bodies touch, it tastes very good!” Before I could explain, she grabbed me and kissed me passionately, reaching out to grab my penis. I was so frightened that I quickly grabbed her hand. She pressed her whole body against me and simply took off her bra and panties, exposing herself naked in front of me. She touched her breast with one hand, while simultaneously opening her vagina, laughing hysterically,

"Look at my breasts and my vagina, how beautiful they are. Come on! I'll let you have your fun." She tightly gripped my hand, forcing me to touch her. I was stunned by her frenzied actions and quickly broke free.

It's over, everything is over. She's beyond saving, and so am I!

I lay on the bed, increasingly confused, increasingly convinced that Meifen was ruined because of me. I'm a criminal! I hit myself hard until I fainted on the bed.

In a hazy state, I felt someone, slippery and soft, lying on top of me, especially my penis, which felt like it was being played with by a tight, hot flesh, sending shivers of pleasure through my body .

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