There are stories in the funeral home.

" There's a story in the funeral home.

" *Beep...* My phone rang urgently. I struggled to open my eyes, reached for the phone

, and saw it was already seven o'clock. I pressed the button, then picked up my glasses.

"Time to get up," I said, nudging Xiao Zhang, who was fast asleep beside me.

"I'll sleep a little longer, nothing much to do today," she said, turning over as the strap of her pajamas

slipped off her smooth shoulder.

Just as I was about to get up, the door opened, and someone walked in carrying a

plastic bag containing several steamed buns. I recognized her as Sister Liu from work. I was about to greet her, but she

gestured for me to be quiet.

She walked to my bedside, placed the buns on the bedside table, and looked at Xiao Zhang lying beside me.

"She's still not awake?" Sister Liu asked softly.

I nodded. She smiled, then slowly knelt beside my bed, reaching under the covers to

skillfully grasp my still-sleeping penis, her eyes fixed on the sleeping Xiao Zhang.

I ignored her actions and picked up a steamed bun, taking a bite. It was pork and cabbage, and tasted pretty good. Sister Liu

's hand only gently rubbed it a few times before my penis became hard. After rubbing the glans a few times

, she immediately lifted the blanket and put her head inside, sucking on my glans.

A warm, moist sensation immediately came from the glans. I continued eating my bun, while Sister Liu

held the base of my penis with one hand and played with my testicles with the other, her hands moving in sync with her mouth.

I had lost all interest in eating the bun. I threw the rest on the table, then lifted the blanket.

Sister Liu was greedily sucking on my penis. As soon as she saw me lift the blanket, she immediately released

my penis and quickly sealed my lips with hers. A cool, minty taste filled my mouth.

I carried her out of the room.

As soon as I left the room, I put her down. She impatiently unbuckled her belt and pulled her pants down to

her calves, then faced me, forcefully spreading her buttocks with both hands, revealing her hairy vulva

.

"Hurry up, I have things to do later," Sister Liu's voice carried a hint of urging.

I smiled, then quickly inserted my index finger into her vagina. My finger was immediately

surrounded by the tender flesh of her vagina. After stirring it a few times inside her vagina, I pulled my finger out. My finger was covered in her love juice,

which I quickly smeared on my glans. Then, I rubbed the glans against her deep red labia a few times before

forcefully inserting my penis into her warm vagina.

"Mmm..." After only a few thrusts, Sister Liu began to moan. I lifted her outer garment, tore off

her red bra, and then reached under her armpits, pinching her nipples between my index and middle fingers,

then rubbing them vigorously with my thumbs.

She braced herself against the windowsill, her body moving back and forth to match my thrusts. I thrust vigorously

, the sensation on my penis a strange mix of numbness and itchiness. I thrust harder to alleviate this peculiar

feeling .

"Faster...faster..." Sister Liu reached her right hand to the point where our bodies met, rubbing

her to reach orgasm quickly.

At this moment, the sensation on my penis had changed drastically; a heat rose from my testicles. I continued to thrust

rapidly , and the sensation grew stronger.

"Ah...ah..." Sister Liu's voice became increasingly urgent.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm coming." Before I could finish speaking, hot semen gushed from my urethra.

I gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, her vagina convulsing violently, drawing out the remaining

semen .

With a "pop!", I withdrew my penis from her vagina. Sister Liu quickly pulled up her pants like a thief,

then straightened her shirt.

"You should come with me tonight, don't forget," she said, kissing me on the cheek.

"Okay," I said.

"Alright, I'm leaving." Sister Liu said and turned to leave.

I don't know why, but lately I haven't been able to last long during sex. I guess it's because I've been doing it too much. It's strange that Sister Liu was satisfied

in just a few minutes. I rubbed my aching back and slowly went back to my room, then lay down on the bed to try to sleep

for a while. Suddenly, a hand grabbed my penis again.

"Is that Sister Liu?" Xiao Zhang, who had been sleeping, suddenly turned around and asked. Her hand gripped my

penis , completely unconcerned that it was still covered with the mixture of my and Sister Liu's fluids.

"You're not asleep?" I asked.

"You two were so loud, the whole office could hear you. How could I sleep?" she said,

turning around and taking my penis into her mouth, licking the fluid off the glans with her tongue.

"Really? I just finished." I said.

"No, you can't favor one over the other. You have to do it with me too, otherwise it'll be two more days before it's my turn."

She finished speaking and continued to suck on my penis.

My name is Hu Ning, and I work at... a funeral home. Working in a place like this is a last

resort . I never liked school, and after graduating high school, I stopped studying. Later, my family helped me get into a

civil affairs school, and after a few years, I was assigned to work at the funeral home, which is essentially a crematorium. A year later,

because of my hard work and my family's connections, I became the deputy director. There's not much to do, and I

just coast along on a decent salary.

This funeral home is the only one in our small town, quite far from the city center. Every month, the government

sends us things like laundry detergent and toothpaste. The funeral home isn't big; there are only a few

people working there now, and everyone has multiple roles. One thing I like most is that I'm the only male employee.

So, after only a few months working here, I've already gotten involved with several female employees, and they were the ones

who initiated contact. So, being handsome has its advantages.

Sister Liu, whose full name is Liu Yimei, is 35 years old and is the main person in charge here. She's slightly overweight.

Xiao Zhang, whose full name is Zhang Lili, is 26 years old. She is responsible for the sales and procurement of funeral supplies and sometimes also

hosts some funerals. She is a graduate of a regular university, and is very beautiful and lively.

Ouyang Dan and Xia Lin, both 30 years old, are makeup artists. They can make the faces of the dead look like

those of the living . Neither of them is married. Sister Liu said they are lesbians, but I've never seen them in person.

Li Chengxin, 35 years old, is a crematorium worker. When I first met her, her quiet appearance made me think she

was the main person in charge. Later I learned that she was in charge of cremation. I couldn't understand how a woman could do

this job. She has an absolutely great figure, especially her breasts.

I usually manage some normal affairs with Sister Liu, and then I go to various departments to see if I can

help in any way. Living here, we never worry about thieves. Thinking about it, what thief would dare to steal from

a crematorium ? The only valuable thing here is the urn; even he wouldn't dare to steal it. So there are no security personnel here.

I usually go to the mailroom outside to get newspapers and do a few minutes of security.

I remember being terrified when I first started working here. Later, Sister Liu, Xiao Zhang, and Chengxin took turns comforting me, and

before long, I ended up with all three of them. Although the two lesbians were very friendly,

I just couldn't get close to them no matter what I tried. Dealing with three women at once was quite troublesome, so I

set a schedule: each of them would spend two days a week with me, and I'd rest on the other day.

Today, after dealing with Sister Liu and Xiao Zhang, I got out of bed. As soon as I stepped out of my room, I saw

many , all high-end sedans. Needless to say, someone important must have died. As I was pondering this,

someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder from behind, startling me. I turned around and saw Li Chengxin. I usually call her Sister Xin.

"Get up, Xiao Hu. Do you need anything later?" Sister Xin asked.

"No, do you need any help?" I asked.

"Of course! I need to burn three coffins this morning. The memorial service is almost over, and my machine is malfunctioning

. Please go check it out for me," Sister Xin said.

I nodded and followed Sister Xin into the crematorium. As soon as I entered, I smelled a strong

perfume scent. Sister Xin walked to the crematorium furnace and pressed a button.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The door won't open. I've been looking for ages and I still don't know what's wrong. I'm almost frantic," she said,

glancing at her watch. "The person will probably be here in a few minutes."

"If you can't find the problem, it's probably nothing wrong," I said, going to the furnace door and

kicking it a few times. The door actually opened.

"Wow, you're amazing!" Sister Xin immediately ran over excitedly, then secured the door and looked

inside.

In front of the furnace door was something like a railway track, with a small cart for placing corpses.

Several steel bars ran through the middle of the cart, and some black things stood on top of them—a mixture of flesh, blood

, and . Sister Liu was using a stick to poke at something.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"There's ashes and some other stuff blocking the door, let me fix it,"

Sister . Just then, there was a sound outside, and two women pushed in a small cart with a

body covered in black silk on it.

I recognized the two women as the two makeup artists; they walked in chatting and laughing.

"So fast!" Sister Xin immediately put down her stick and helped place the body on the cart on the tracks

.

"Let's go, there'll be another one later," Xia Lin said, placing an urn aside.

"Sisters, stay a little longer, chat a bit," I said with a grin. "You're so

cheeky, Sister Xin is enough. We're leaving." Ouyang Dan said, and she and Xia Lin pushed

the cart carrying the body away. (To be continued)

"Let's go, there'll be another one later," Xia Lin said, placing an urn aside.

"Sisters, stay a little longer, chat a bit." "I said with a grin.

"You're such a chatterbox, Xin-jie is all you need." "Let's go." Ouyang Dan said, and she and Xia Lin pushed

the cart carrying the corpses out.

Xin-jie pressed a button, and the cart pulled the corpses into the furnace. She closed the door and adjusted the fire

.

"Phew..." Xin-jie let out a long breath, and I immediately came over and hugged her from behind.

"You rascal, you dare to mess around here." Although Xin-jie said that, she didn't resist.

"What's there to be afraid of?" I said, kissing her neck.

"Stop messing around, there are still two to be cremated. I'll come find you after that." Xin-jie said.

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go to the office to check." I said and walked out.

I don't usually like going to the crematorium. Xin-jie keeps that place exceptionally clean, so clean

that it 's a little scary. Just thinking about such a big furnace burning corpses to ashes makes me a little scared,

especially the strange smell in the room, the perfume mixed with the damp air and the metallic smell of the crematorium furnace

, creating an eerie and strange smell.

When I arrived at the office, I found that Sister Liu wasn't there; she must have gone out on something.

"Xiao Zhang, go register this and put it in slot number four," Sister Liu's voice came from downstairs. I

immediately went over and ran into Zhang Lili.

"Why are you so busy?" I asked.

"A car accident. Five people died at once. Three were brought directly here, and I heard the families of the other two

took them to court," she said as

she walked. We went together to the urn display room, which contained many urns. Generally,

we let the families handle the deceased's ashes. If the family can find a place to store them, they can take them home; if it's inconvenient for them to do so temporarily, they can

keep them here, paying a small fee each year for us to manage them.

"Help me put this up; it's too high," she said, handing me the urn.

I took it. The portrait of the deceased on the urn caught my eye; it was a young woman. Although it was a black and white photo,

it couldn't hide her beauty—a transcendent beauty.

"What are you looking at? I'm leaving now. After you put it up, go help out in the lobby," she said, turning and leaving.

I agreed, put the urn away, and then looked around the room. Although I've

worked at the funeral home for over a year, I haven't been here many times. So I carefully examined the urns displayed around the room.

After looking at the photos for a while, I realized that most of them were pictures of women, and these women were all quite good-looking

. As I looked, I suddenly felt aroused, and my penis slowly became erect.

I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then pulled up a chair, sat down,

unzipped my pants, and freed my penis. I started stroking it while fantasizing about having sex with the women in the photos.

"You're something else, doing this kind of thing in a place like this," Zhang Lili's voice came from behind. I

turned around abruptly and found her standing behind me.

"I..." I didn't know what to say. It was indeed a bit strange, and I understood why I

was doing this .

"If you want to, come to me. It's too tiring to take care of yourself with your hand," she said, walking up to me and grabbing my

penis, then slowly stroking it.

"Hehe," I chuckled.

She stuck out her tongue, a drop of saliva sliding from the tip onto my glans. She used her tongue to

spread the saliva evenly on the glans, then vigorously stroked it up and down with moderate pressure.

I comfortably leaned back in the chair, and Zhang Lili unbuckled her belt with her other hand.

A tingling sensation came from the head of my penis. I looked down and saw that she had started licking it with her tongue

. One hand was playing with my testicles, while the other was groping inside her pants

.

I placed both hands on her head, and she took my glans into her mouth, sucking on it while her tongue probed

my urethra.

The pleasurable sensation made me involuntarily clench my anus. Zhang Lili stood up, pulled down her pants and draped them

over a chair, then took off her top. She wasn't wearing a bra; her breasts, while not particularly

large , were quite well-proportioned.

I immediately reached out and played with her nipples, which quickly hardened in my hands, and

small bumps appeared on her areolas.

She continued to stroke my penis a few times, then spread her legs, rubbed the head of my penis against her vulva a few times

, and then adjusted the angle to insert it.

It was a bit difficult to enter at first. Neither of us moved much. Slowly, she

tentatively moved up and down a few times, and gradually, with the lubrication of her vaginal secretions, she finally took my

penis in completely.

I didn't move, letting her move up and down. After a few strokes, she sat completely on top of me,

then wrapped her arms around my neck and shook her body vigorously, her breasts bouncing up and down with her movements.

"Aren't you afraid someone will come?" I asked while kissing her earlobe.

"No...no...they're all busy..." she gasped.

I squeezed her buttocks a few times and then started playing with her anus. I used my index

fingers to spread her anus apart, then slowly rubbed the tender flesh of her anus with my left middle finger.

"Ah..." she cried out, and as she clenched her anus, her vagina also contracted,

immediately tightly. A wet, warm, and tingling sensation spread from my penis throughout my body.

I held her waist, lifting her hips slightly off my body, and began to thrust forcefully,

my penis repeatedly entering and exiting her vagina. The room was filled with the smell of sex.

Her lips kissed my face and neck haphazardly, but finally succumbed to my lips. My

penis continued to move in and out of her vagina, while her tongue mimicked my penis, swirling in my mouth.

As my thrusting increased, the pleasure intensified.

"Don't ejaculate... don't ejaculate inside..." she said, "It's not my safe period today."

"Mmm," I replied with difficulty. She got off me, knelt between my legs, and opened

her mouth to take my penis in again, sucking hard on the glans while vigorously stroking the shaft with her hand.

Under this double stimulation, my pleasure reached its peak, and milky white semen gushed out.

Just as the semen spurted out, her mouth left the glans, and the semen fell onto the urn in front of her.

Xiao Zhang stayed on me for a while before reluctantly getting off.

"It's been a few days since it was your turn. I've done it with you several times already, are you satisfied now?" I said.

"Satisfied, satisfied, I'll never forget your kindness." She said, putting on her clothes, then took out

a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. She took one out, kissed it on her own lips before putting it in mine, then lit it for me with

a lighter, finally stuffing the lighter and cigarette into my pocket.

"Hiss..." I took a deep drag. "Where did you get these cigarettes?" "

I got them from the memorial service. I have a few more packs. I'll bring them all over for you in a bit. I'm going over there now

to get ready." She straightened her clothes, kissed me on the cheek, and left.

I smiled, then slowly finished the cigarette before getting dressed. I suddenly remembered that I

had sprayed my semen on the urn. That wouldn't do. I immediately took out some tissues to wipe it. But when I stood up to wipe it,

I found that the urn in front of me was clean. Had it evaporated so quickly? I looked at

the other urns next to me, but they were also empty. Strange, I put the tissues back in my pocket. Then I stood up

and dragged my heavy body back to my room.

As soon as I lay down on the bed, I felt dizzy, so I pulled the blanket over myself

and fell asleep without even taking off my clothes and shoes. I didn't wake up until my phone rang. It was Sister Liu calling.

"Xiao Hu, someone in the office wants to see you. Come over and check on them," Sister Liu said.

"Okay, I'm coming." After hanging up, I immediately got out of bed,

ran my fingers through my hair a few times, and headed straight for the office.

When I got there, I saw someone chatting and laughing with Sister Liu.

"You must be Brother Hu," the man said, standing up from the sofa and extending his hand towards me.

"Yes. And you are...?" I shook his hand and asked.

"You two chat, I have something to do outside and need to go out for a bit," Sister Liu said, leaving the room.

I sat on the sofa and looked at the man in front of me. He looked about my age, wore

glasses, had short hair, and was wearing a casual top and jeans. He looked like a college student.

"My surname is Xie, and my name is Xie Xie. Uncle Hu asked me to come see you," he said with a smile.

“Oh, Dad sent you.” I said, taking out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and offering him one

. He took it and held it between his fingers.

This guy’s name was strange enough.

“Could you give me the whole pack of cigarettes?” he asked.

I was taken aback, unsure what he wanted, so I handed him the whole pack. He took the cigarettes, then took out a yellow piece of paper from

his pocket , wrapped them up, gestured a few times on it, and then gave the pack back

to me. I took the cigarettes and placed them on the coffee table. Then he stood up, walked to the door, tore

the paper that had wrapped the cigarette pack into pieces, and stuck them to the four corners of the door with his saliva.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Alright, now I can tell you the truth.” He said, sitting down again. “Do you know this place

is haunted ?”

I laughed at his words. “Hauntings are nothing new for funeral homes. Which funeral home

isn’t haunted? But it turns out those are just stories people make up.” I said this, but my heart was pounding.

I didn’t dare go out at night while I worked here; I even urinated in a bottle and sent it

out the next day.

“I’m not kidding you, but you’re haunted by a ghost.” He said seriously.

“How could that be?” Although I was a little scared, I didn’t believe I was so lucky to be

haunted .

“Okay, I’ll show you the evidence.” He took a mirror from his pocket,

drew a few lines on the back of the mirror, muttered a few words, and handed it to me. “Look for yourself.”

I curiously took the mirror and saw myself in it, nothing special. But upon closer inspection, I

saw two hands on my shoulders, and then two more on my waist and legs. My head buzzed

.

"So, are you convinced now?" He smiled and took the mirror back.

"I... what should I do?" I asked.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you," he said.

"How did you know I was possessed by a ghost?" I asked.

"I'll tell you later. The first thing to do is to cleanse yourself of the ghost." He

said, picking up the cigarettes I had placed on the coffee table, then taking out another one, lighting it with his lighter,

and taking a deep drag.

At that moment, something strange happened. The smoke from his mouth moved on its own,

swirling around me rapidly. Then, with a muffled "bang!", the smoke around me disappeared, and I immediately

felt much lighter.

"Alright, that's about enough. Take a look," he said, handing me the mirror again.

I took the mirror and looked at myself. This time, I saw a clean version of myself, without any of the ghostly things.

"Is this enough?" I asked.

"That's just a facade," he said, stubbing out his cigarette. "Like you said before,

it's perfectly normal for places like this to be haunted, but usually it's just minor ghosts and monsters, nothing

serious . Your situation is different. Take me around and let me see."

"Okay, okay." I immediately stood up to go outside, but the door wouldn't open no matter how hard I pulled. I checked and saw

it wasn't locked.

"Oh, I almost forgot," he said, tearing down the paper covering the door. "Now it's okay."

I opened the door and went outside with him, leading him around.

"One-third of all paranormal events in the country happen in funeral homes each year, another third in hospitals,

and the rest mostly in schools and similar places," he said, looking around.

"So what's going on with mine?" I asked, desperately wanting to know

how to solve the problem.

“I asked your father about your birth date and some other things. You were born in the Year of the Dragon, on the fifth day of the fifth lunar

month at noon. The dragon is the one with the strongest yang energy among the twelve zodiac animals, and the fifth lunar month is the Dragon Month. You were born on the Dragon Boat Festival at

noon , which is the time of year when yang energy is at its peak. Because you are born with an excess of yang energy,” he said.

“How do you know my father?” I asked.

“Haha, it’s fate. You can ask him yourself when the time comes,” he said mysteriously.

“With such strong yang energy, shouldn’t ghosts not bother me?” I said.

“Who says that strong yang energy prevents ghosts from bothering you?” he retorted. “That’s just your personal opinion.

Yin and yang attract and harmonize with each other. People like you are most likely to attract ghosts. Moreover, this funeral home is located in

the city’s windy area, downstream of the watercourse. All sorts of unclean things gather here. What’s even more frightening is that all

the staff here are women. You could say this is an extremely yin place. Now that you, with such strong yang energy, are here, it’s no

wonder you attract ghosts.” He explained to me with extreme professionalism.

The more I listened, the more frightened I became, and I could barely walk.

"If it were just some minor ghosts and monsters, it wouldn't be a problem, but it seems more complicated than that,"

he said, stopping and pointing to a stone lion not far away.

"That stone lion is old; I heard it was there when this funeral home was first built, but it seems to

have cracked . It must have fallen into disrepair," I said.

He nodded. "What are your relationships with the women here like?" he suddenly asked.

"Well…" I was a

little hesitate. "I have ambiguous relationships with three women here. Two others are lesbians,

so there's no chance for a deeper connection."

"In that case, you can ignore the two lesbians. As for the three you frequently see, I'm pretty sure

they're also haunted by ghosts," he said.

I thought about it carefully, and it was indeed very possible. In the days after I started having relationships with those three women, we had sex

much more often, basically once a day. But thinking about it, after being here for so

long , I'm quite capable of handling three women; I'm pretty amazing.

"That's because you're naturally pure yang, and the things attached to them want to absorb

what's in your body, which is why they especially want to have sex with you." He voiced the question that had been on my mind.

"You..." I was increasingly impressed by this guy.

We walked around again, until we'd covered the entire funeral home, before returning to the office.

"The sun has set. Now go back to your room and take this," he said, pulling a small red pouch from

his pocket . "Keep this in your hand. Don't leave

your room tonight. If anyone enters without knocking, whoever it is, put this on their head, and you'll be fine.

Remember, whoever it is, except for me." He handed me the pouch.

"What do I need to do?" I asked.

"Don't worry about it. Just do as I say. You must stay until midnight, okay? I

'll give you instructions then. Also, don't turn on the lights."

Hearing this, I tensed up, my heart pounding. I don't even know how I got back to my room.

After entering, I closed the door and sat down by the door.

It was dark. I sat in my room, clutching the small red pouch tightly. I looked out the window.

The lights in the other rooms were already on. Strangely, usually only a few rooms had lights on, but tonight so many

were. Had someone stayed overnight? The more I thought about it, the more terrified I became. Today, Xiao Zhang and I had actually

had sex , and I even ejaculated on it.

Thinking about this, I seemed to understand something. No wonder my semen disappeared so quickly.

I checked my phone; it was only a little past eight, four hours until midnight. Only then did I truly understand what it

meant for every second to feel like an eternity.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard footsteps outside, the sound growing closer. My nerves

tensed . The sound stopped in front of my door. I held my breath and slowly stood up.

"Squeak..." The door slowly opened, and someone walked in. Without thinking,

I threw the small bag I was holding at her head.

"Thud!" The person fell to the ground. I ignored her, groped for the small

bag and closed the door again.

Ghosts and monsters are rarely seen, so I guess I was lucky. Within an hour, two

more people walked straight into my room, and the same thing happened—they both collapsed on the floor.

"Knock knock~" Someone knocked on the door. This time I wasn't scared anymore. I immediately turned on the light and opened the door. It was

Xie.

"Take a look. Are these three women related to you?" he said.

I looked more closely and sure enough, Sister Liu, Xiao Zhang, and Sister Xin were all there.

"Yes~ What should I do next?" I asked.

"It's very simple." He said, taking out several talismans from his jacket pocket and putting them into

the pockets of the three women.

"Is that enough?" I asked curiously. After all, I had only seen this kind of scene in movies.

Although was a little scared, it was still very exciting.

"Of course not. You have to draw out what's on them first. Next, you'll

make love with them~" he said.

"What?" I was terrible at English and didn't understand what he meant at all.

"You have sex with them, but don't ejaculate inside them. Ejaculate in this pocket I gave you,

and then throw this pocket out the window, understand?" He pointed to the small red pocket in my hand.

I nodded.

"Okay, I'm leaving. It's up to you now." He said, turning and leaving.

After closing the door, I looked at the three women lying on the floor. Before, having sex with them was like

risking my life; now it was about saving my own. I moved them all to the bed. The bed was too small, so I could only let their upper bodies rest on it, their lower bodies

kneeling on the floor.

Looking at the three buttocks side by side, my penis really got aroused. I immediately pulled

down , and then quickly pulled down my own.

I played with Sister Liu and Xiao Zhang's labia with both hands. Sister Liu's pubic hair was thick and black. Every

time I had sex with her, my semen or her vaginal fluid would stick to her pubic hair. Plus, it wasn't convenient to shower here, so

Sister Liu's genitals emitted a strong smell. In just a short while, I could feel her

scent .

Although Sister Liu was unconscious, her vagina was very responsive. After I

moved a few times, it was already wet. I pulled out my finger and evenly smeared the fluid sticking to it on her

anus.

Xiao Zhang's pubic hair was sparse, only a few strands near her mons pubis, but her vulva was dark, especially

her long, thick, and wrinkled labia, with only the vaginal opening showing red. Despite

this , her vagina was very narrow, and without sufficient lubrication, even inserting a finger was difficult. She

was also slow to arouse, requiring extensive kissing and caressing before her vagina would generously provide any

lubrication. Therefore, I always used saliva to moisten it.

Xin Jie was my favorite of the three. She was fair-skinned, with full, well-developed breasts and

large nipples. Most irresistible was that she was a true "white tiger"—her entire vulva was naturally white, and her labia

were pale pink. Xin Jie's vulva was naturally bald. While I wouldn't initiate

oral sex with Liu Jie and Xiao Zhang, it was different with Xin Jie; I always took the initiative to suckle her vagina.

After my fingers moved back and forth between the three women's vaginas for a while, both Liu Jie and Xin Jie's vaginas naturally

secreted fluid. I smeared the liquid on my glans, then forcefully spread Liu Jie's buttocks apart and

thrust my glans into her vagina.

Liu Jie's vagina wasn't too tight, and with so much lubrication, I had no difficulty thrusting.

Although the pleasure wasn't intense, the thrusting was very pleasurable. I thrust my hot

penis in and out wantonly, constantly rubbing her vagina.

The vaginal fluid flowed out with each thrust, and I suddenly realized this was a good opportunity.

I had always coveted her anus, and now was the perfect time. I immediately pulled out my penis and then inserted my

fingers into her vagina. After coating my fingers with the liquid, I pulled them out and smeared the liquid all

over her anus.

I spat a little more saliva onto my glans, then aimed it at her anus, simultaneously spreading

her anus with my right hand and using my left hand to forcefully thrust my penis inside. Although there was ample lubrication, it was still quite tiring.

After much effort, I finally managed to insert the head of my penis.

The anus is several times tighter than the vagina, making thrusting extremely difficult and painful. So I

only managed a few thrusts before pulling out. It seems that mastering anal penetration requires practice; I can't rush it.

I went behind Xiao Zhang, and this time it was easy to insert into her vagina. Because my hands and

penis were covered in fluid, and her vagina was very tight, thrusting felt incredibly pleasurable. I pressed

myself against her, reaching under her clothes and kneading her full breasts through her bra.

It was so stimulating! Although I wanted to hold on longer, my penis wouldn't cooperate; the pleasure quickly

reached its peak. In my haste, I pulled out immediately.

"Phew..." I almost caused a major incident, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

Finally, I went behind Xin Jie. I first took off all her clothes; her fair body was my

favorite. I picked her up and laid her down against me, making it easier to play with her breasts.

Two exceptionally full breasts stimulated my fingers. I played with her breasts while kissing her lips.

Normally, she would have responded with her tongue, but this was a special time.

After playing with them for a while, I put her back on the chair, then spread her legs. Looking at her pink labia,

I swallowed and then knelt between her legs, licking her vagina with my tongue. The slightly salty

liquid mixed with my saliva was swallowed.

I stood up, rubbed my glans against her nipples a few times, then squatted down and inserted my

penis .

Although Xin Jie's vagina wasn't as narrow as Xiao Zhang's, it was still very stimulating. After my penis was inserted, I

started thrusting violently, but it was really tiring. I was out of breath after only a few thrusts, so I

had to put her back on the bed.

I inserted from behind, then pressed myself against her to rest for a moment before continuing to thrust, while I

inserted my left hand into Xiao Zhang's vagina.

My penis was enveloped by Xin Jie's warm vagina. At that moment, I felt as if I had become a penis,

surrounded by pink flesh, and pleasure stimulated my body from all sides.

My thrusting speed increased, and my penis grew hotter and hotter. I knew an orgasm was coming, so I

reached for the small red bag. Finally, the pleasure reached its peak, and I quickly pulled out my penis, and milky white semen sprayed

wildly into the bag.

Without hesitation, I immediately opened the window and threw it out. At the same time, I saw three wisps of white smoke

appear . The white smoke followed the bag out the window. I immediately closed the window and plopped

down in a chair.

My penis lay there limp after ejaculating, with a little semen still remaining at the urethra. Just as I was resting,

I suddenly heard a clap of thunder outside, and then there was no more sound.

I only felt relieved when I saw on my phone that it was midnight.

"Okay, it's all done." Xie Xie walked in at this moment, holding

the bag .

"Really?" I asked.

He nodded. "The three heavyweights are all here." He closed the door.

"That puts my mind at ease." I felt completely drained.

Xie Xie went to the bedside and took the talismans from their pockets. Strangely, the three women stood up

. Sister Liu and Xiao Zhang walked out like zombies, while Sister Xin crawled into my bed.

"What's going on?" I asked. "It's

normal. They need time to recover. Right now, they're driven by their subconscious,"

Xie Xie said.

I understood. Normally, Sister Xin should be with me today, so she stayed in my bed.

"Every funeral home has a talisman to ward off evil spirits during construction. Some are Buddhas, some are dragons,

or tigers, the purpose is to reduce evil energy. Yours is no exception; it's that stone lion," he said.

"Then why are there still ghosts coming out?" I asked.

“Ordinary little ghosts, because of their weak power, are practically nonexistent. At worst, they'll just scare you

a little , without directly harming you. These things can escape the statue's intimidation. But the problem is that the stone lion

is cracked, which greatly reduces its power, allowing many powerful ghosts to escape,

which is why this happened,” he said.

“What should we do then?” I asked.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already placed other exorcising items near the stone lion, a statue of the Thunder God.

Unless the funeral home is demolished, you can coexist peacefully.” He said, handing me a talisman.

“Burn these three talismans after dawn, then take the ashes with wine to restore some of the yang energy absorbed by the ghost

.”

I took it and put it in my pocket.

“Alright, I should go now, I have other things to do. Here’s my business card.” He said, suddenly

producing a piece of paper.

I took it and saw it was blank, without even a word.

“If you want to find me, burn this and I’ll know.” He seemed to have noticed my question.

"Thank you, thank you," I said. His name was too troublesome.

"Ah, there's a shooting star," he said, pointing outside.

"What?" I turned my head and saw nothing. The window was closed, how could I see? But when I turned back

, he was gone. The door was still closed. How did he get out?

I looked at the business card in my hand and put it in my wallet.

"Why aren't you asleep yet? Don't you have to work tomorrow?" Sister Xin's voice rang out.

I looked at her and saw her sitting on the bed rubbing her eyes. "I'm going to sleep," I said, turning off the light and getting under the covers. At this

moment, Sister Xin's hand was already on my penis.

"I had a dream," she said, rubbing the head of my penis.

"What dream?" I rolled over and played with her nipples.

"Hehe, I dreamed that we were making love, very wildly," she said with a laugh.

"Okay, then I'll make your dream come true," I said, pushing her down beneath me.

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