After I couldn't resist touching it

In the middle of the night, I got up to use the bathroom. When I returned to bed, I saw Ayu, naked and sleeping soundly, looking incredibly alluring. I couldn't resist touching her. Ayu was sleeping soundly and hadn't woken up. I gently parted her legs, then leaned down and slowly inserted my thick, hard penis into her bare, alluring little hole.

After a few thrusts, Ayu finally woke up. She was startled at first, then hugged me tightly. This time, I played for a long time, until Ayu said she couldn't take it anymore, and then I ejaculated inside her.

Ayu and I were both completely absorbed, and in our extreme exhaustion, we drifted off to sleep again, embracing each other.

Originally, after having a one-night stand with Ayu, we went our separate ways and never saw each other again or had any contact. Until two months ago, Meijie casually mentioned Ayu, saying that Ayu had called recently, saying she seemed to be pregnant, repeatedly saying "good luck!" She also said that if she really was pregnant, she should have an abortion immediately, otherwise it would be too late.

Based on my calculations, I was 90% responsible for Ayu's pregnancy. Although we were just out having fun, there's no rule that getting someone pregnant means you have to take responsibility. However, since I knew, I wanted to help her, or at least recommend a reliable doctor to her, to avoid any potential

complications.

Unfortunately, I haven't heard from Ayu since then. Perhaps

it was fate, but six months later, I ran into Ayu on the street

. As soon as I saw her, I recognized her immediately, so I quickly invited her in for tea and a meal, and we talked about our past. She admitted that sleeping with me that time really did result in her getting pregnant. She originally planned to give birth, but later changed her mind and decided to have an abortion.

She went to a clinic run by a "yellow-green doctor" in mainland China. The "yellow-green" doctor wanted her to come and go in one day, stating that

it would cost HK$2,000 to complete the procedure. Ah Yu wasn't well-educated and didn't know to seek help from the "Family Planning Association." Under his sweet talk, she secretly went to mainland China for an abortion.

At that time, Ah Yu was already three or four months pregnant, her belly swollen, but the "yellow-green" doctor ignored her plight and proceeded with the procedure. This time, Ah Yu was in dire straits. After returning to Hong Kong, she experienced continuous vaginal bleeding. In desperation, she went to a government hospital. The doctor admitted her, and after three months of treatment, she was fortunately saved. No wonder Ah Yu was pale and emaciated. Seeing her like this, I felt an indescribable pain in my heart. It was as if I hadn't killed Bo Ren, but Bo Ren had died for me; I felt truly guilty.

When asked about her recent situation, Ayu said, "I haven't fully recovered yet, so I haven't been able to go back to work at the electronics factory."

I asked her, "So what are your plans for the future?"

Ayu smiled bitterly and said, "Luckily, I still have some savings. I hope I can get back to work in another month."

Ayu is a very optimistic person. At this point, she suddenly laughed and said, "If I sleep with you now, I won't be afraid of whatever you do, because I've already had a sterilization operation."

Ayu is such a flirtatious woman. Because of her desire for momentary pleasure, she got pregnant, but she still doesn't know any fear. After a few words, she brought up sleeping together again.

I jokingly asked, "Honestly, you had an abortion and surgery, and your health is so bad now. If I force myself to sleep with you, I'm afraid something bad will happen, right?"

As soon as the topic of sleeping together came up, Ayu immediately perked up. She said, "It's because I haven't had sex for more than a month that I feel uncomfortable all over. Hey! Take me to rent a place!"

I thought to myself: Is this the true nature of women? Entering Ayu, it was inconvenient for her to refuse. When I gave her the change, I handed her five hundred yuan, saying, "Consider it household expenses, and since you've had your fill of sex, go buy some supplements!"

Ayu smiled and, with tender affection, took my hand and we went to the villa.

After so long apart, her libido was still stronger than ever. Before mounting her, she lay on the bed in a starfish position, limbs outstretched, pointing to her bare, alluring vulva and beckoning to me, "Hey! Come and try it, see if I've changed at all?"

I quickly mounted her, without any foreplay, and thrust in rapidly. Strangely enough, Ayu's secret place was almost the same as last time. At the same time, her libido was still incredibly strong. I gently thrust in and out a few times, and she immediately cried out, "It's over! It's over!"

Hearing her cry like that, I couldn't help but laugh from the bottom of my heart. My penis continued to enter and exit her paradise, not only without any feeling of looseness, but even tighter than before.

As she shook me, she said, "Strange, isn't it? I'm well-maintained, aren't I? Do you know why?"

I didn't answer, and she continued, "Because a nurse taught me an internal energy contraction method. She said that with practice, it can even tighten a loose vagina. Carefully enjoy it and see how effective my practice is."

At that moment, I felt my glans being sucked in by a force, contracting and relaxing—it was incredibly pleasurable. Sometimes it felt like being in a vast, empty sea, and other times like being tightly surrounded by mountains. This feeling was truly wonderful.

I thrust gently, not daring to go too far, lest I ejaculate too easily if my vagina became too tight. Ah Yu closed her eyes and continued to exert her 'internal energy.' When my thrusting became faster, she held my buttocks and said, "Brother Kun! If you want to ejaculate inside, tell me first. I'll cooperate with you, hoping we can reach the peak together, okay?" After

saying that, she cried out, "That's all! That's all!"

This time, because she had sucked me in twice, I couldn't hold back any longer and asked to "deliver"! She took a deep breath, then used her diaphragm to suck deeply into her little hole. This time, it was powerful enough that I couldn't hold back even my last drop; it was all gone!

This time, our lovemaking was even more perfectly coordinated than before. We reached our climax together, shouting at the same time, "It's over! It's over!"

After we finished, I rolled over, and Ayu's bare vulva was full of my semen. She no longer nervously washed herself, letting her vaginal fluids overflow, a satisfied smile on her face. Before parting

, Ayu said to me, "Brother Kun, I had so much fun with you! How about you find time to play like this with me often? Anyway, you don't have a wife, and I don't have a husband, so we can both be happy!" Originally,

this was a good idea, but that's how men are; after a couple of times, it gets boring, and that's how I felt about Ayu too.

A woman like Ayu, if she weren't sterilized, would probably have more abortions than meals. She despises men using their penises and would rather risk real intercourse than just a superficial touch. That's why she was perfectly fine the first time we had sex.

She even said, "Brother Kun, if you don't mind, you can introduce one or two friends to play together. Any man capable of 'opening the breasts' is welcome!"

But where could I find a few men to play with Ayu right now? I could only chuckle and let it go.

A friend who frequents brothels

believes all women are the same, with no significant differences. His theory is: in darkness, if the woman beside you doesn't make a sound, the man becomes blind, relying solely on touch, unable to distinguish any differences. It's all just penetration and thrusting, all the same feeling.

I dare agree with this view. Outwardly, all women in the world seem similar, all having two breasts and a vulva. The biggest difference might

be color—black, yellow, red, white. However, upon closer observation, one discovers the true greatness of God, for although women all possess this "jade gate," their reactions differ drastically. Why is this? The following example will illustrate it all.

A while ago, I visited a true "wooden beauty." Calling her a "wooden beauty" isn't an exaggeration, because she seemed completely numb, despite having a devilish figure and such a pure and alluring face. When I first met her, she captivated me, and I wanted to sleep with her immediately. My friend joked, "This woman is a true 'wooden beauty'; she has absolutely no interest in sex."

I immediately expressed my disbelief, saying, "Even a wooden beauty is at most a little frigid, how can she be completely unresponsive? Even a fifty or sixty-year-old woman, though past her prime, will get aroused if someone teases her."

My friend laughed, "If you don't believe me, I'll make a bet. If you can get her excited and make her moan as proof, then you've conquered her, and you win. If after thirty minutes she still doesn't make a sound, then you lose. How about that?"

I scratched my head and said, "How can I prove to you whether she moans or not?"

My friend laughed and said, "Have you forgotten that there are recording devices in this world? You can put a pocket recorder in your pocket, and that will prove it."

This time, I indeed lost a meal. Even so, I felt the loss was worthwhile because it broadened my horizons; I never imagined that such a wooden beauty truly existed in the world.

This time, during our "first time," I exerted every ounce of my strength, rubbing, touching, and kissing her, teasing her for a full fifteen minutes, but still couldn't elicit any response. Not only was there no "flooding," but she didn't even make a sound, indicating that my flirting techniques were completely ineffective. Finally, I reluctantly asked, "Hey, do you feel anything?"

To my surprise, she replied, "Yeah, I don't feel anything. I've been like this since birth, what can I do?" As a result, I lost a meal, but gained an unforgettable experience.

Later, by chance, I met a doctor friend and casually asked him if there were women in the world who were completely numb to sex? Unresponsive to any teasing or caresses? His answer was: Yes, such women do exist. Usually, for women with sexual numbness, psychological factors outweigh physiological reasons. For example, childhood sexual abuse often leaves an indelible psychological shadow, which may manifest as sexual numbness in adulthood.

After discussing the numb woman mentioned above, let's talk about another extreme: the extremely sexually sensitive woman. Recently, I had a chance encounter with this "congenitally sensitive" middle-aged woman, and it was quite a thrill.

Her name is Afen. Afen is my roommate; she lives on the 20th floor, and I live on the 19th. We usually bump into each other in the elevator, it's a common occurrence. Actually, getting to know her was unexpected. Because, outwardly, Afen is extremely dignified, with a serious face and a cold attitude.

This attitude is completely incongruous with her devilish figure. Her breasts are comparable in size to those of a busty woman. Sometimes, when we're all cramped in the elevator, Afen, to avoid being groped by men, stands in a corner, staring intently at the men standing next to her, making them tremble with fear

.

I have absolutely no interest in this type of woman. I think: even if a woman has large breasts, if no man touches them, what's the point

of admiring them? So, sometimes I'd roll my eyes at Afen, implying, "I'm not interested in big breasts!"

However, one time, unintentionally, as the elevator reached the ground floor, she hurriedly stepped out and bumped me twice with her large breasts.

"Sorry!" she smiled at me. In that instant, her handbag fell to the floor, and I quickly picked it up for her, accidentally touching her delicate hand again. Strangely, Afen shuddered as if she'd been electrocuted.

One evening, I was taking a shower when the doorbell rang loudly. I rushed out of the bathroom and peeked through the peephole. It was none other than the "big-breasted woman," Afen. She said, "Excuse me, I live on the twentieth floor. I'm sorry to bother you, but could you help me?"

I wasn't dressed yet, and this unexpected visitor made my heart skip a beat. Only when I realized it was Afen did I calm down.

"Sir, could you please open the door? My name is Afen, and I'm the upstairs tenant. My bathroom drain is clogged, so the water won't flow. Could you please help me?"

I quickly dressed and opened the door. Afen was wearing pajamas, and since she wasn't wearing a bra, I could vaguely see her nipples, which was quite alluring.

"Please come in!" I invited Afen inside and jokingly asked, "Is your bathroom drain clogged because of me?"

"Yes!" She pointed to the drain in my bathroom and said, "I believe that's where the clog is causing the water flow. Could you please help me take it apart and clear out the debris?"

Sure enough, after disassembling the drain, I found it filled with garbage. That's how Afen and I became friends. Gradually, we got to know each other better and I learned a little about Afen's background. Currently, she lives with her mother and a five- or six-year-old daughter, and I heard that she had been divorced from her husband for many years.

At the time, I had this fantasy: the clogged drain in her house could be fixed by hand, but the blockage in her heart, I believed, could only be resolved with a "jade stick." From then on, I made up my mind to try to "investigate" her further. I

happened to have movie tickets with me after shopping, so I took the opportunity to ask her to go see a movie. To my surprise, she agreed immediately. It was a Hong Kong film, with many sex scenes. When the intimate kissing scenes appeared on the big screen, Ah Fen seemed very unnatural. I took the opportunity to grab her hand and immediately felt her shivering.

I asked her, "Ah Fen, are you cold?"

"Not cold, but very tense." Her fists were clenched tightly, seemingly even more tense than the male and female leads on screen.

I suddenly thought that a woman with such a sensitive reaction would be very interesting to sleep with. So after the movie, I boldly invited her to my house, and she agreed.

It was already late at night. She glanced at her watch and said she needed to call home to tell her mother to go to sleep. Then she sat on the sofa, her eyes darting around, seemingly deeply interested in my home. Just then, I turned on the TV, which happened to be playing the closing theme of "Enjoy Yourself Tonight." I smiled and said, "Ah Fen, would you like to watch a newly arrived videotape?"

"What videotape?" she asked, her eyes wide.

"It's a Japanese health dance demonstration, it's really exciting!" I lied to her; actually, it was a videotape demonstrating "sexual positions."

When the screen showed a man's thick, hard penis and a woman's overflowing, wet vagina intertwined, Ah Fen whispered, "So slutty, and you call it exciting."

As she spoke, she covered her eyes with her hands. This

was just a woman's feigned innocence. Upon closer inspection, I could already feel a chill running down my spine. At the same time, her thighs were tightly pressed together, and her facial expression was even stranger; she was gritting her teeth. When a woman is like this, she is definitely already very aroused. So, without holding back, I took the initiative and attacked her breasts directly.

"Ouch! This flesh is so tender!" she moaned softly, closing her eyes—a posture that clearly indicated she was at my mercy. As expected, when I explored her vulva, it was already dripping wet, incredibly slippery.

"Touch me!" she said, arching her back, assuming a fighting stance. But I deliberately kept her in suspense, first using my "one-finger technique" to give her a "prelude."

Speaking of "penetration," many men, in an effort to prolong the experience, take medication and apply oils, hoping to be incredibly vigorous during penetration, lasting thirty minutes or more. This is actually quite unwise. Women

are naturally adept at this; no matter how powerful, forceful, or strong you are, you are no match for her. She can let you thrust for tens of minutes, ejaculating once and then again, yet she can still tolerate your continued penetration. Therefore, even a man as strong as Mount Tai, even Sylvester Stallone, is equally ineffective. Only the "one-finger technique" can truly subdue her. I am an expert in this skill.

The "one-finger technique" involves using one finger to gently rub, knead, and pinch the most sensitive triangular area. Don't use too much force; touch lightly, the lighter the better.

You must find her core, which will inevitably cause her to undulate until she ejaculates for the first time.

When I used the same technique on Afen, a single press of my finger was enough to make her hum a love song within three to five seconds, her lips purring softly – clearly, she was incredibly sensitive and had a voracious appetite.

After a couple of rubs, Afen grabbed my hand and said, "Put it in! Put it in!"

This brought Afen to her second climax, her juices flowing freely, thoroughly enjoying herself. Frankly, no matter how powerful a man is, he can't possibly reach orgasm twice in a row;

only women possess this ability. I thought: since she's satisfied, it's my turn to enjoy myself!

At that moment, my penis was fully erect, ready to go, and Afen's entrance was wide open, effortlessly penetrating me. After another round of attacks, Afen reached her third climax. Suddenly, she seemed to be electrocuted, or perhaps chilled, shivering uncontrollably, and crying out, "So big! So thick! It's all the way in, it feels so full!"

Hearing her cry like that, I couldn't help but laugh, because I'd heard plenty of moaning, but never anyone crying out about how big and thick it was. In fact, my penis wasn't particularly large, just average.

So I asked her, "Why do you cry out about how big and thick it is?"

She sighed and said, "Nothing, it just comes out of the mouth!"

"You like big and thick ones?"

"Of course, big and thick is what makes it feel full!" She was very frank, showing no shame whatsoever.

After this encounter, we became even more open with each other. From then on, every few days, Afen would excuse herself to come to my place for a short visit, and then we'd play bedroom games again.

I accidentally discovered a secret about Afen: she liked big and thick ones, and there was a story behind it. Two years ago, Afen had worked as a waitress in a bar. Bars are often frequented by "ghosts"—some are blond, some are black. After a few drinks, they'd want to sleep with women, regardless of looks.

Ah Fen worked there, not for sex, and besides, she was in her thirties and not particularly attractive. Surprisingly, a black man took a liking to her and wanted to sleep with her.

Ah Fen was terrified, repeatedly begging him not to touch her. However, the black man pulled out several hundred-dollar bills and said in English, "If you're willing, I'll give you five hundred dollars!"

She thought about it; five hundred dollars was roughly four thousand Hong Kong dollars, and she was tempted. Her mother jokingly told her, "Sister Fen, just say yes! It's easy. Foreigners usually just hand out newspapers; once they're in, it's over."

In the end, Ah Fen, for the sake of the money, went with the black man.

This was her first time sleeping with a black man. The first time she saw his large, thick, dark penis, she was terrified, her face turning pale. But since she'd already been paid,

she had to grit her teeth and go to bed with him. Being a woman with considerable sexual experience, she prepared beforehand, applying lubricant to her vagina before letting him penetrate her.

Strangely, it was hard before penetration, but softened as soon as he did. So it went in easily. But a few minutes later, it returned to its 'iron rod' nature in her vagina. To her surprise, the black man's few thrusts brought her to orgasm, which she found incredibly satisfying. From then on, she fell in love with men's large penises.

Not long after starting her relationship with Ah Fen, she returned to the mainland. Therefore, when the mood struck, she wanted a quick finish, even if it meant eating instant noodles. However, I would never just go to a cheap shop in Mong Kok to buy a counterfeit

. The reason is that police undercover operations are still prevalent recently. Brothels in Mong Kok, Yau Ma Tei, and even Tsim Sha Tsui have all been targeted by undercover agents, and the women working there are afraid of encountering a "poisonous snake" (a manipulative woman), which would be a greater loss than gain. Therefore, high-quality women are even harder to find. The only option is to try your luck at less popular brothels. However, things don't always go smoothly.

One of the less popular brothels I went to was located in Tsim Sha Tsui. It was originally a villa that was purely for rent, and there were absolutely no prostitutes available. The villa's owner, Sister Hao, used to run an apartment business in Mong Kok, but once she made enough money, she immediately switched to running a villa.

I would often go to Sister Hao's place for a chat and a short nap before going to the cinema. Sister Hao had two employees: a female worker responsible for greeting customers and collecting payments, and a male worker responsible for cleaning. This male worker, Ah Sen, was a young man in his early twenties. According to Sister Hao, Ah Sen used to be a drug addict, but he later overcame his addiction and turned over a new leaf. Sister Hao hired him to work at the villa, and the pay was quite good.

Ah Sen was handsome and always greeted me attentively whenever he saw me, but that was nothing special; it was just a way to win my favor.

A few days ago, after getting drunk in Tsim Sha Tsui, I went to visit Sister Hao, but she wasn't at the company. I saw Ah Sen instead. He grinned and said, "Brother Kun, are you here to have tea with Sister Hao?"

I joked back, "To see a woman, is that alright?"

Ah Sen replied in a sly, "Sorry, this is just a rental apartment; there are no women here. But if Brother Kun really wants a woman, I can be of service." To be

honest, I had no intention of seeing a woman that day, because when it comes to sex, not only women have to be in a good mood, but men do too. But Ah Sen didn't seem to be joking. He pulled me into the room and said, "There's something I need to discuss with you. It doesn't matter if you're willing or not, but there's one condition: you have to keep it a secret. You absolutely can't tell Sister Hao, or I won't be able to stay here!"

So, Ah Sen and I closed the door and discussed it in secret. He took out a picture and said, "Don't think I'm joking when I tell you this. I want to introduce my wife to you as a friend. Her name is Ah Juan. What do you think?"

Ah Sen's words were truly unexpected. At first, I couldn't believe my ears. What man in the world would willingly be cuckolded?

But thinking deeper, I wondered: Could it be that Ah Sen has become addicted to drugs again, willing to sell his wife's body to earn money for drugs? But it didn't seem like it, because Ah Sen looked energetic. He didn't seem like a drug addict at all.

Before I could even ask a question, Ah Sen added, "Brother Kun, please don't misunderstand me. Honestly, I've been abstaining for a long time. It was my wife's idea because I can't control her anymore."

According to my friend, Ah Sen's wife is

twenty-two or twenty-three years old and has been married to him for two or three years. At the time, Ah Sen worked at a brothel, and this woman was also a prostitute there. Later, they lived together and enjoyed a happy and sweet period. Looking at the woman in the photos now, she is indeed quite attractive.

Sen frankly admitted that although his wife was petite, she was very sexually active, wanting sex at least three or four times a week. Therefore, Sen tried using drugs to satisfy her needs. Generally, addicts are incredibly energetic when fully charged, but become lifeless without drugs, unable to satisfy their wives in bed. This caused Sen great distress.

He said, "Ah Juan is indeed a good wife. We already have a child, and we both have jobs and a happy family. Originally, my wife and I could separate, and Ah Juan could find another husband, but I don't want to ruin this wonderful marriage."

I replied, "However, if she goes back to working as a prostitute, she will definitely sleep with customers to get her satisfaction. You don't need to divorce her!"

Ah Sen's face darkened, and he said, "Sigh! It's really embarrassing to say, but she needs to enjoy oral sex from me to reach orgasm."

Hearing him say this, I was even more confused, because if Ah Juan was willing to let him perform oral sex to achieve orgasm, why would she need to go through all that trouble and find another man to sleep with? Finally, Ah

Sen revealed the secret: Ah Juan needed a man to have intercourse with her first, inserting his penis into her vagina and thrusting until she was wet and tight, almost reaching orgasm. Then Ah Sen would take over, giving her oral sex until she was aroused, feeling

completely satisfied and comfortable.

Ah Sen pleaded, "Brother Kun, since I've told you everything, please help me! Ah Juan is so beautiful! She knows how to pose, and she moans. In short, if you're willing, I guarantee you free pleasure!"

After some thought, I decided to check out the movie and see just how seductive this Ah Juan was. Ah-Sen said, "

Okay, I'll invite my wife, but let's not do it here, lest my sister finds out and we'll all be embarrassed."

Finally, I suggested the three of us have tea together sometime to get acquainted. My purpose was to see Ah-Juan in person and see if she could handle the drink before making any plans. Ah-Sen readily agreed, and we arranged to meet for tea the next day at noon, because Ah-Juan had to work at a convenience store at night and wouldn't have much time in the afternoon.

On the day of the meeting, they arrived early, very punctual. Ah-Sen introduced me to his wife, Ah-Juan. Perhaps because she had just woken up and wasn't wearing makeup, she looked pale and sallow. However, as Ah-Sen said, Ah-Juan's features were quite good; she just had a quirky,

unconventional look.

After exchanging pleasantries, Ah Sen smiled and said, "Honey, this Kun guy is interested in being friends with you. What do you think?"

Ah Juan glanced at me and said with a smile, "Are you up to it? Most fat guys are newspaper deliverymen. What's your record?"

I felt a little insulted, so I coldly replied, "You can't define a game by time. As long as everyone has fun, that's all that matters. You haven't tried it yet, how do you know I didn't give you enough fun?"

"You're right." Her attitude softened. She then asked, "When are you free?"

"Anytime is fine!" I was really annoyed. I decided to go to Malaysia as soon as possible, hoping to make her scream for help before I could vent my anger.

Ah Juan smiled and said, "Okay, we'll go after we finish eating. But, do you mind if my husband is there too?"

I glanced at Ah Sen, who made a helpless gesture and said, "If you think it's okay, then it's fine. I have no problem with it. As long as my wife enjoys it, that's all that matters."

At 2 p.m., we left the restaurant and immediately went to a nearby apartment to check in. The apartment manager looked at us strangely when he saw the three of us sharing a room. I could only explain to him, "I have a friend with me. Let's rent another room when he arrives!"

Once inside, Ah Sen said, "Kun, just pretend I wasn't there. You can enjoy yourself. Juan is so sexy, why don't you try it with her now? You'll see in a bit!"

As for Juan, she remained silent, then lazily lay on the bed, seemingly full of tenderness, looking at me with seductive eyes and saying, "Hey! Can you help me take off my clothes?"

I looked at her without immediately making a move. She looked at me again and said, "Kun, we're just having a friendly fling, not a transaction! You have to treat me like a lover!"

I looked at Ah Sen, who nodded and said, "Kun, go do her! Still mind?"

In a few quick moves, I had Juan completely undressed. At that moment, she closed her eyes, her breathing rapid, assuming a ready-to-fight stance. I thought to myself: Wow! "Is she really that seductive, getting this excited before even making a move!"

Ah Juan's delicate body was completely exposed before me. Let me first describe her "divine

zone"! Generally speaking, a large "black forest" indicates a strong sex drive, but strangely, Ah Juan's "black forest" was completely bare. Her peach-like vulva was exquisitely shaped and appeared rosy and plump. Judging from this, Ah Juan seemed like a refined young lady, not a woman of the night.

She also grabbed my penis and said, "How magnificent! Not bad, fill me up! I believe you can fill me up, it will definitely make me happy!"

I smiled and said, "I hope you can make me happy too. In any case, we're all in the same boat, right?"

Ah Juan giggled, her laughter full of arrogance. She slightly parted her legs, raised her smooth, hairless pubic area, and said, "Look, am I already wet? Go fill it up, don't be shy!"

I examined her vulva closely, and sure enough, her reaction was many times stronger than that of ordinary women. That place was already overflowing, needless to say, and I could vaguely see a trickle of 'water' seeping out of her opening.

"Should we use a bag?" I asked.

"No, absolutely not a bag. If you use a bag, all the craving will be gone. I want to enjoy the pleasure you give me when you ejaculate. Come on! Insert me! What are you waiting for?"

She lay on her back on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide open, the familiar 'bedside' position. This mounting position is good; many women like to use this position because it allows for the deepest and most thorough penetration.

I glanced at Ah Sen sitting beside me. He suddenly sat behind his wife, grabbed her ankles with both hands, and lifted her legs high. At the same time, he said, "Brother Kun, come on! My wife is so wet and juicy, you can fuck her until she's in ecstasy!"

I leaned over and stuffed my thick, hard penis into Ah Juan's moist slit, and as usual, I thrust in and out. Ah Juan suddenly cried out, "Oh! It's full, so big! So good!"

Ah Sen put his wife's feet in my hands, then got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I held Ah Juan's pair of delicate little feet in my hands, feeling that they were soft and boneless, white and rosy, and I couldn't help but kiss her tender feet.

In order not to finish too quickly, I made regular in-and-out movements, not daring to exert too much effort, otherwise I would finish too quickly, but after thrusting for a while, Ah Juan cried out again, "Touch me, touch my breasts!"

It turned out that Ah Juan wanted me to use both my hands and my penis. Some women don't like men touching their breasts normally, but when having sex with them, they find it extremely stimulating and must have men touch their breasts. Ah Juan was this kind of woman.

I could then release A-Juan's legs and place my hands on her pair of alabaster-white breasts. I would tease her nipples for a while, and pinch the soft flesh of her full breasts.

Originally, having sex with A-Juan wasn't particularly different from having sex with other women. However, the most wonderful thing was hearing some "sizzling" sounds with each thrust, which was quite interesting. Sometimes, she would twist her waist and hips to meet me, and sometimes she would call out to me, "Go harder! Ah! That's right, you've hit my G-spot, it feels so good! Brother Kun, you're really good!"

Then, she would exert some force, and I felt my entire penis suddenly being "caught," which was probably the "internal power" she was using. I was embarrassed by her tight grip and immediately groaned, "I'm coming!"

Then, like a river bursting its banks, I ejaculated in a torrent. A-Juan enjoyed this moment of ecstasy; she kept shivering.

At this moment, Ah Sen suddenly walked over naked and said, "Brother Kun, you take a break, let me take over!"

Ah Juan said seductively, "I feel so good, but I haven't ejaculated yet. You take it out first, and my husband will do it!"

Just as Ah Sen had said before,

he used a very skillful posture to perform his "paparazzi technique." He completely disregarded the semen I had just ejaculated into his wife's vagina, and used a French kiss, sticking out his tongue to work on Ah Juan's most sensitive spot. Ah Juan groaned loudly, lying on the bed, one hand clenched into a fist. I didn't know if she was in pain or enjoying it.

Then, Ah Sen put his erect penis into his wife's mouth. Soon, she spat out the penis from her mouth, pressed Ah Sen's head hard, and shouted, "Harder, I'm coming!"

After saying that, she quickly took her husband's glans into her mouth and sucked it hard. At this moment, Ah Sen seemed to have ejaculated as well. Ah Juan shivered again, her body went limp, and she was panting heavily.

The intense activity finally subsided, and I saw a satisfied expression on Ah Sen's face. Ah Juan's lips and bare vulva were overflowing with vaginal fluid. But I could tell she was indeed very satisfied.

The three of them lay naked on the bed for a while. Ah Sen repeatedly instructed, "Brother Kun, you must keep what happened just now a secret. Otherwise, Sister Hao will fire me. As for whether you still have the interest to sleep with my wife, that's up to you. I don't care."

Ah Juan also chimed in, "Although Brother Kun was a bit fast this time, it excited me so much. He came so much! My vagina is overflowing, it's hot and spicy, so satisfying!"

To be honest, while having sex with Ah Juan was exciting, she lacked femininity. It was more satisfying to have sex with some shy, housewives.

Ah Cheng was my best friend in elementary school; we could talk about anything. Even after we grew up and went our separate ways, we still often went out together to visit other women.

I remember about five or six years ago, Ah Cheng took me to an apartment in a building. After we rang the doorbell, a woman around twenty-five or twenty-six years old opened the door. She looked delighted to see Ah Cheng and welcomed him in. Ah Cheng introduced me to the woman; her name was Ah Zhi. I observed them closely and sensed that their relationship was unusual.

The woman invited us to sit in the living room, and Ah Cheng immediately took her hand and led her into the kitchen. They didn't come out for about five minutes, and Ah Zhi turned and went back to the bedroom, leaving Ah Cheng and me in the living room. I asked Ah Cheng what he was up to, and he mysteriously told me he wanted to try a two-man-one-woman sex game. It was then that I realized Ah Zhi was Ah Cheng's old flame. They felt their usual sex games weren't exciting enough and wanted to try something different, so they invited me over for a joint sexual experience.

When it comes to sex, I'm incredibly progressive and never reject any new sexual experiences. I've tried double penetration before, but double

penetration with two sticks at once is something I've never done before. Just then, Ah Zhi came out of the room, having changed into a sexy nightgown. She wore only a pink bra, her nipples barely visible, and her semi-transparent panties were too small, barely covering her dark pubic hair, with some sticks peeking out.

Ah Zhi gestured for Ah Cheng to come over, and Ah Cheng told me to join them. I didn't hold back and went over with Ah Cheng. Ah Zhi giggled and lay on the sofa; her measurements were perfect. Her breasts were shaped like pointed bamboo shoots, smooth and elastic, slippery to the touch. I attacked her breasts, while Ah Cheng harassed her lower body.

Kneading and squeezing Azhi's breasts was indeed a pleasure. Acheng parted Azhi's fair thighs and buried his head in her pubic area, like a hungry dog seeing delicious food, eagerly opening his mouth to bite.

Azhi was attacked from both sides by the two men, shouting with pleasure and occasionally letting out intermittent moans to encourage us. Azhi arched her lower abdomen, hoping that Acheng's tongue would go in deeper, so that she would feel more full. Her nipples became harder and harder from my caresses, and she cried out frequently. Azhi

looked sexually thirsty, which made me feel sorry for her, but Acheng still didn't seem to have licked enough, so I had to temporarily satisfy Azhi's desire. I pulled out my throbbing penis and aimed it at Azhi's mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, allowing me to insert the head of my penis. Her cherry-like mouth

could accommodate half of my penis. I inserted half of my penis and then pressed it against her throat. She groaned and waved her hands.

I was gentle and withdrew my penis a little, and she felt a little better. Ah Zhi licked my penis with her tongue, it felt so good. With my penis in her mouth, Ah Cheng's licking of her genitals made her wetness gush out. Ah Zhi's oral skills were truly amazing, blowing and licking, making my penis feel like it was about to explode.

Then Ah Cheng told me to move so his penis could penetrate Ah Zhi's vagina. I said no problem, he could play with her from below while I played with her from above. I sat on the sofa and told Ah Zhi to kneel down like a dog and take my penis in her mouth. She obeyed, raising her hips so Ah Cheng could penetrate her from behind. Two men attacked her from the front and back, I held her head down and pushed my penis into her mouth. Ah Cheng used his hands to hold her waist, inserting his penis into her vagina, thrusting it in all at once. Two penises were thrusting in and out of her mouth, Ah Zhi twisted and contracted her waist with energy, increasing the pleasure.

I thrust in and out of Ah Zhi's mouth dozens of times, and finally couldn't hold back anymore and was about to ejaculate. Just as I ejaculated inside Azhi's mouth, a thick stream of white semen gushed out, filling her mouth. Azhi swallowed all of it, not wasting a single drop, even licking clean the residue from the glans.

Her first part of the battle was over, but the second part continued unabated. I sat aside to watch Acheng's performance. Acheng was sweating profusely, working hard and thrusting vigorously. At this moment, Azhi's mouth was empty, allowing her to cry out. Encouraged by her cries, Acheng thrust even more vigorously; his fighting power was more formidable than I had imagined. I never expected that Acheng, with his thin and unremarkable physique, would be such a super soldier.

His penis was also very thick, a full seven inches long, and Azhi was thoroughly enjoying his thrusting. I sat down to watch the erotic spectacle, and my previously limp little brother slowly began to regain its vigor. Just as Acheng was about to ejaculate, my little brother was already standing tall, ready to strike again.

Ah Cheng pulled out his penis and

ejaculated into Ah Zhi's mouth. I didn't give Ah Zhi a chance to rest, and took over from Ah Cheng, inserting my penis into her vagina. Ah Zhi's vagina was very tight, and she was very wet. After Ah Cheng ejaculated, he withdrew to watch my performance. My ability was no less than Ah Cheng's. I charged forward, my penis reaching Ah Zhi's core. I thrust in and out more than a hundred times before I climaxed. This time, Ah Zhi wouldn't let me pull out and ejaculate. She wanted me to ejaculate into her core so she would have more pleasure.

Ah Zhi handled the situation calmly, even against two opponents. Afterwards, Ah Cheng praised her for her skill. It turned out that Ah Zhi had a husband, but he was busy doing business and neglecting her. Moreover, her husband often had to go on business trips for ten days or more at a time. She couldn't bear the loneliness, so she hooked up with Ah Cheng.

Ah Zhi had a very strong sex drive, sometimes even Ah Cheng couldn't keep up. So this time, she invited me to help her share the pleasure.

Although many years have passed, I still remember this incident vividly. Over the years, Ah Cheng has successfully speculated on pre-sale apartments and is even developing his business in mainland China, while I am still just a poor office worker.

A few days ago, Ah Cheng suddenly called and invited me to dinner at a famous seafood restaurant. As soon as I saw him, I got straight to the point: "Ah Cheng, long time no see! What brings you here?"

He quickly shook his head and said, "Brother Kun, don't say that. We're old friends, just having a meal and meeting up!"

Of course, I didn't believe it was that simple, so I teased him, "Is it another romantic entanglement causing trouble? Want me to discuss it with you?"

He laughed heartily, "Brother Kun, you're truly my confidant! You guessed it right away."

Then, he explained in detail why he had called me. It turned out that Ah Cheng had started dating a female university student in mainland China. This "northern girl" had already applied for a seven-day trip to Hong Kong, and Ah Cheng readily agreed, immediately preparing tens of thousands of yuan for her travel expenses. A few days ago, he received a long-distance call from her, saying she would be arriving in Hong Kong shortly.

Ah Cheng said, "Brother Kun, I really need your help this time. Could you spare a little time?"

I smiled and said, "Do you want me to be your tour guide and show your girlfriend around?"

Ah Cheng said, "You guessed half right. Most importantly, as you know, my wife is a fierce tigress. If she finds out, it'll be terrible. So, I can't be there to entertain her, you understand?"

He then pulled out several thousand-dollar bills and said, "Brother Kun, this is six thousand dollars. This money is for my girlfriend's food, drinks, and entertainment. If it runs out, I'll add more. Anyway, I've already rented a hotel for her. Your job is to accompany her around town, visit some companies, and then take her back to the hotel. That's it."

Hearing him say this, I was a little unhappy and replied, "So you're asking me to be your bodyguard, is that it?"

"Please don't say that!" Ah Cheng said earnestly, "You're helping me, not doing me a favor. Please don't misunderstand, I'm so grateful!"

After a few twists and turns, I finally understood what Ah Cheng meant. He wanted me to spend the day with his girlfriend, and then, at night, when she returned to the hotel, he would try to find time to see her. Only in this way could they successfully "smuggle" her away.

Sure enough, Ah Cheng's girlfriend finally arrived. That day, Ah Cheng and I went to Kowloon Station to wait. A little while later, she appeared. Seeing is believing; the woman was incredibly beautiful. I heard she was from Jiangsu, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, tall and slender, especially her captivating eyes, which were truly mesmerizing.

Unexpectedly, another beautiful woman was also with us. After introductions, I learned that Ah Cheng's woman's name was Susan—not an English name, but her real name. The beautiful woman accompanying us, named Zhu'er, was Susan's classmate.

Ah Cheng grinned from ear to ear, quickly helping with the luggage. The four of them then took a taxi across Hong Kong Island to a three-star hotel in Causeway Bay. Perhaps because Ah Cheng hadn't expected Susan to have a friend accompanying her, he

had booked a single room. Under these circumstances, for convenience, Ah Cheng had to rent another single room so that Pearl could settle in. That evening, the group first tried some "Beijing cuisine" in Hong Kong, then went to a large hotel for coffee.

We sat in the restaurant on the 34th floor, looking out over the entire Hong Kong skyline at night. The two "mainland girls" immediately praised the Hong Kong night view as absolutely beautiful. While they were whispering, Ah Cheng said in a low voice, "Brother Kun, I want to have some fun with Susan later. Tomorrow, you can go sightseeing with them, okay?"

I smiled wryly and said, "But isn't Pearl lonely?"

"That's exactly why! I want you to keep Pearl company!" As he spoke, he made a face at Pearl and said, "Pearl is a makeup artist from the mainland. This is her first time in Hong Kong, and she has no relatives or friends. So, I'll have to trouble you to take care of her."

Pearl, who was standing nearby, didn't understand Cantonese, but she seemed to understand a little, so she couldn't help but blush. Ah Cheng was more frank, saying, "Brother Kun, I don't need to explain it too clearly. You know what I mean."

After saying that, he gently kissed Susan, looking very affectionate. Under Ah Cheng's arrangement, they each occupied a room that night. As for what Ah Cheng did in the room? Everyone knows! What else could he do besides sleeping with Susan? The worst off was me. Although I'd been to countless brothels and slept with countless women, I was still quite naive. Suddenly being in a room with a woman from afar was a bit awkward. Even if I wanted to sleep with her, we needed to get to know each other first before anything could happen. Besides, Zhu'er didn't understand a word of Cantonese, and my Mandarin was mediocre at best. Talking to her was like scratching an itch through a boot.

In the room, Zhu'er acted very unnaturally. It seemed she wasn't a woman of the night. This kind of behavior was a woman's instinct, it was normal. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke, "Brother Kun, you sleep in the bed! I'll sleep in the sandpit."

I laughed and said, "How can I? I'm a man, I have to give way to women. Besides, you're a guest, how can I let you sleep in the sandpit! You rest well in bed. Don't worry, I won't do anything to upset you!"

She smiled sweetly and then went into the bathroom to shower.

To show that I was a gentleman, when she came out of the bathroom, I suggested turning off the lights and going to sleep early. I said goodnight and then went to bed. You might not believe it: a man and a woman alone in a room—is that really so gentlemanly? But I can say this loudly: if a man and a woman are alone in a room, but neither has the desire for sex, and there's no atmosphere for it, then lust will never ignite. I've had this experience before. I once accompanied two dancers on a trip to Manila, and the three of us slept in one room, but nothing happened.

I quickly fell asleep to soft music. In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard a scream. I opened my eyes and saw Pearl, naked, rushing towards me, wrapping her arms around me, saying, "I had a nightmare, I was so scared!"

Touching Pearl's soft flesh and her incredibly firm breasts, a sudden surge of lust rose from my core. I stared intently at her, and Pearl whispered, "Brother Kun, come sleep with me, I really can't sleep!"

I didn't know if she was genuinely scared or just teasing me. After all, I'm not exactly a saint, and in this situation, I couldn't help but be overcome by impulse. I couldn't resist touching her breasts and genitals. When I touched that mysterious triangular area, I was shocked to find that Pearl was already wet with desire and breathing rapidly.

Naturally, we made love wildly, and she was incredibly passionate, her moans breaking the silence. Just as I was about to ejaculate, there was a sudden commotion outside the door, and I heard a woman screaming "Help!" I didn't dare to hesitate, thinking it was a fire alarm, so I quickly put on my underwear, opened the door, and escaped.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Susan standing half-naked in the hallway, her face pale and her lips white; something must have happened.

"What's wrong? What happened?" I asked immediately.

She shouted, "It's terrible! It's terrible! He's fainted! You have to go in and save him!"

Pushing open the door, I immediately saw Ah Cheng lying naked on the bed, also pale and her lips white, and the bed was covered in stains. This was probably the most common accident a man could experience—a sudden stroke.

Ah Cheng, nearing fifty, was quite obese. For any obese person, strenuous exercise, especially sexual intercourse, can easily lead to heart problems if the heart can't handle the strain.

I'm not a doctor and didn't know what to do, but to save Ah Cheng's life, I reluctantly called the police.

Ah Cheng was rushed to the hospital and, according to procedure, had to give a statement. I told them everything, and the police, finding nothing suspicious, recorded the incident. It

was later confirmed that Ah Cheng had indeed suffered a heart attack, but thanks to the doctors' efforts, he temporarily escaped death. What should have been a delightful romantic encounter unexpectedly turned into a tragedy.

As the saying goes, you can't hide fire with paper. Since Ah Cheng was in the hospital, he couldn't just leave his wife alone. He whispered to me from his hospital bed, "We're brothers, if you don't help me this time, you're dead meat. No matter what, I can't admit to being a smuggler to my wife, otherwise, there will never be peace in my family again!"

"How do you want me to help you?"

"It's simple. You have to tell my wife that both women are your girlfriends. In short, whatever you spend, it's all on me. And you can play with them as much as you want!" As he spoke, he handed me a check for ten thousand dollars, saying, "Take this first, and we'll settle the bill after I'm discharged."

At this point, Ah Cheng's wife entered the ward. Ah Cheng's wife was a large, fat woman. As soon as she saw Ah Cheng, she started cursing him mercilessly, while Ah Cheng remained silent.

"What were you doing at the hotel? Tell me!" she shouted.

Ah Cheng then made up a story. He said, "Kun's two friends came to Hong Kong for tourism. I accompanied Kun to rent a hotel, but after drinking some cold drinks, I couldn't hold on any longer."

Mrs. Cheng gave me a suspicious look; clearly, she was only half-believing. After finally getting past that hurdle, only after Mrs. Cheng left did he say to me, "They're still staying at the same hotel. To save money, I suggest they share a room. Anyway, they

can only stay in Hong Kong for a few days; I doubt I'll have the chance anyway! We're friends, so it's better to benefit you than let them go hungry!"

Ah Cheng said with a helpless expression. That very evening, I began to accompany the two northern friends around, but of course, after this misfortune, both of them were in a very heavy mood and had no interest in anything.

As the three of us were getting incredibly bored in the hotel, Susan suddenly asked, "How's Cheng doing? Is he in any danger?"

I replied, "Don't worry, he's out of danger now."

Susan sighed, "Ugh, what bad luck, how could this happen?"

I had no answer, only a wry smile. Since everyone was bored, I suggested we go out and watch a Category III film. It was a Japanese movie with little plot, but the visuals were quite pleasing, and even I found it fascinating.

After the movie, we went to a Taiwanese restaurant for a late-night snack. By the time we got back to the hotel, it was already past midnight.

The two beauties, having finished showering, came out completely naked. Susan, who was in the lead, said, "Why don't we have some fun? We're so bored!"

I asked, "What's fun?"

Susan laughed and said, "Of course, we'll make love! Can you make love with two women all by yourself?"

I was caught off guard by her bold suggestion. It was the first time I had clearly seen the two beauties' fair and delicate bodies. In terms of physical attributes, Susan was clearly far superior to Pearl, but in terms of fullness, Pearl's breasts were larger and fuller, far more attractive than Susan's. I wondered: which one should I start with?

They lay on the bed, seemingly waiting for my advance. So I first began to work my hands on their two pairs of alabaster breasts, then explored their private parts with my left and right hands. While Pearl was already wet, Susan was still unmoved. Just as I was about to make my move on Pearl, Susan jumped off the bed, indicating that she would give me oral sex first.

So I focused on enjoying it. Her breathing technique was excellent; in no time, she had aroused my desire, and I almost couldn't resist ejaculating in her mouth.

Pearl, on the other hand, was already burning with lust and couldn't help but start masturbating. She touched her breasts and explored her genitals, moaning softly as she did so. Then, I took a step forward and thrust into Pearl's "golden triangle." Susan sat down beside me, her firm, white breasts inviting my touch and caresses. I thrust in and out of Pearl's vagina a few dozen times, and she became aroused. Her face flushed crimson, her eyes glazed, then her whole body trembled, her hands and feet turning icy cold. Women are usually slow to warm up, so her reaction was unexpectedly quick. Seeing her ecstatic state, I could no longer control myself. I gripped Susan's breasts tightly with both hands while violently ejaculating inside Pearl. Afterwards, I embraced them both and went to sleep. That's how the first night passed.

The next night, Susan unabashedly asked me to have sex with her. As soon as my penis entered Susan's vagina, I understood why Ah Cheng was so infatuated with her. It turned out this woman's genitals were a truly exquisite "double-layered" vagina. The sensation of my glans thrusting in and out of her vagina was indescribably pleasurable. While I was having sex with Susan, Pearl was also naked beside me, her ample, bamboo shoot-shaped breasts inviting my touch.

This went on for four nights in a row, each night dealing with two vibrant, alluring women. By the fifth night, I was exhausted and unable to continue. But the two women still used their mouths to make my penis hard. Since this was their last night in Hong Kong, I naturally gave in. That night, Susan had me lie on the bed, telling me not to exert myself, and that she and Pearl would take turns riding on top of me, using their vaginas to stimulate my glans. They would each

play for a while before switching. I, meanwhile, continuously experienced the pleasure of both vaginas. That night, I was particularly long-lasting. I played until the early hours of the morning before finally ejaculating in Susan's deeply penetration vagina.

On the sixth day, their time was up and they had to leave. Before leaving, they tried to contact Ah Cheng via pager, but he refused, saying his wife had come to visit and he couldn't come.

I took them to the train station, and Susan said, "Kun, if you ever have the chance to come back to China, don't forget us! We must rekindle our romance, okay?"

I was speechless, thinking to myself: This romantic encounter was like meeting a vampire!

However, as soon as I left this dream, another vivid reality began.

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