[Human Nature in All Its Forms—Player Alang]

City C, located in central China, is home to a Jia-A football team. The football market in City C is incredibly vibrant, much like the city's scorching

climate. Whenever the home team, New Ideas Club, plays against another Jia-A

club , the scene in the stadium, which can hold 50,000 spectators, is beyond description.

Anyone who has watched a Jia-A match live knows the passion and intensity.

Our protagonist is a member of the New Ideas Club in City C. He's no ordinary player; a former national

team member and a leading figure in the team. His temper is as fiery as his performance on the field. He's a man of his word, and he's

always ready to help his teammates in trouble. Therefore, people in the industry call him "Big Boss."

He is A Lang.

A Lang retired from the national team two years ago, not because he was incapable, but because his relationship with head coach Ami

soured . Many people advised him not to act impulsively, but

if A Lang wasn't so impulsive and decisive, he wouldn't be A Lang.

Alang, who had retired from the national team, returned to his team as captain, his impulsive and fiery temper unchanged; he was still the "big boss" Alang

everyone knew.

In City C these past few days, almost everyone they met was asking, "Did you get the tickets?" The ticket windows at the stadium

have been packed with long lines. Why? Because this weekend, Shide Club will be visiting City C to challenge Xinsixiang

Club, a highlight of this round of Jia A League. Naturally, it's a matter of great interest to many citizens of City C, from the mayor and party

secretary to ordinary citizens, all showing extraordinary concern for the match.

As for the players, they've been preparing intensively for a week. Right after the last round of Jia A League, the club didn't

give the players a day off as usual, but instead brought them directly back to their training camp, starting intensive training the very next day. That was

tough on the players. They could have gone out that night to have some fun and find some beautiful women to relieve their pent-up desires, but now…

Alang certainly considered complaining to the team leader, but what good would it do? The club boss had already spoken: "Everything is

now about preparing for the match against Shide. After the match, three days of rest!"

Sunday, 3:00 PM, the C City Stadium was packed. In the home team's locker room, a group of men

were bursting with energy, thinking about the upcoming match and the even more exciting events that evening…

The match kicked off promptly at 3:30 PM. Alang's team, New Ideas, lived up to their reputation after a week of intensive training, carrying

the enthusiastic support of their home fans, and cleanly and decisively defeated the visiting Shide Club.

Alang scored the winning goal in the match. Watching the cannonball-like ball pierce through Shide's goal,

watching it slam heavily into the net, Alang felt as if a sharp weapon had pierced through

the lower body of a stunningly beautiful woman, finally ejaculating streams of hot fluid inside her—a feeling of exhilarating pleasure.

After the game, the players went back to the locker room to shower and change. Given Alang's special

status , he usually had a private locker room, but he always

squeezed into the communal locker room with his teammates, saying that was where the atmosphere was.

"After a week of being cooped up, my dick's practically calloused."

"Tonight we're going to have a good time, damn it, we'll have to stay up all night!"

"Call KK, tell Mom to get ready, we're going to have a blast tonight... haha."

I think that besides money, what men talk about most is women and sex.

Alang didn't say anything, but everyone knew that he would definitely be involved in the evening's activities, and

the prettiest girls would be reserved for him.

It was almost 6 pm after showering. Alang and his teammates left what they called their "concentration camp."

Many teammates drove away, but Alang didn't, because his famous TV host girlfriend, Liu Mei, would

pick him up.

Sure enough, a red New Beetle was parked in front of the dormitory. A

stylish, hourglass-shaped white-collar woman leaned elegantly against the car, waiting for her boyfriend,

Alang, a soccer player.

"Alang, why did it take you so long? I've been waiting for half an hour!" the woman said coquettishly as she rushed forward.

Alang happily went to meet her, putting an arm around Liu Mei's slender waist and kissing her luscious

lips . His tongue wandered into her mouth. He had been trapped for a week, and he wanted to have sex with a woman too.

Liu Mei obviously couldn't stand such a long, deep kiss. She pulled away from Alang's mouth, panting, "

I can't take it anymore ... huff, let's get in the car and get something good to eat, Alang."

Alang grinned lewdly, "You can't handle a kiss? What if I fuck you with my big cock

? Haha!" He said, taking Liu Mei's arm and leading her to the car.

"Ugh, you're always trying to take advantage of me the moment we meet. I'll drive, you can rest on the way,

okay? Hehe ." Liu Mei opened the driver's side door and started the car.

"Yeah, yeah, get some rest, hehe, I can do you properly after I'm rested, haha!"

A Lang was being cheeky again, but this also revealed what he and she were thinking.

The red Newbeetle sped along the highway towards the city.

A Lang, who had just finished an intense football match, was now fast asleep in the car, snoring loudly. "You little devil, even your snoring

is so loud." Liu Mei looked at her beloved with affection.

The car came to a smooth stop in the parking lot of the most luxurious hotel in C City, the Emperor Hotel. Liu Mei didn't

wake ; she was considerate of him and knew he needed to rest.

But just then, Liu Mei's phone rang, which was quite inconsiderate of her. Liu Mei immediately answered the phone quietly,

"Hello, what is it?"

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll be at the studio on time." She hung up the phone after saying that. Liu Mei was about to turn her head

to see if Alang would be woken up when, unexpectedly, her fragrant lips were forcefully covered by two thick lips.

The man and woman in the car stared at each other, their lips pressed tightly together. Alang's hands wandered

inside Liu Mei's shirt, climbing up her firm breasts. Liu Mei writhed passionately, "Okay, I'll do it later

… let's eat first, you big pervert."

"Okay, let's eat first, then I'll eat you, haha." Alang's words were laced with teasing ambiguity.

They were regular customers of the Emperor Hotel, so a private room was always reserved for them, and no one could disturb them without

their permission.

The dishes were served quickly, and seeing such delicious food, Alang simply took off his shirt and began

to wolf down

his food, shirtless. Alang was clearly starving, completely disregarding table manners; Liu Mei, on the other hand, watched Alang devour his

food , while she herself ate very little.

After they were full, Alang finally remembered Yu Tang, the woman waiting to be taken, beside him. Liu Mei, who had drunk some red wine, had a pinkish allure on

her cheeks , and her almond-shaped eyes and luscious lips awakened Alang's lust, which had been dormant for seven days.

"Come on, give me a blowjob." Alang pulled Liu Mei to his side and pressed her head down with his hand. Alang was always as savage and domineering with

women as he was on the basketball court.

Liu Mei was obviously familiar with Alang's personality. She obediently knelt on the sheepskin carpet, bent down,

opened her small mouth , and began to suck on Alang's already swollen and thick penis. Liu Mei, with her experience, licked from the tip of the penis all the way

to the wrinkled scrotum. Her delicate hands forcefully pulled back the foreskin, fully exposing the swollen, purple glans

. She skillfully sucked and licked, carefully licking the urethral opening and the folds of the penis; her slender

hands gently massaged Alang's ugly scrotum.

Alang enjoyed Liu Mei's ministrations; the warm, wet sensation fueled his growing urge. He

wasn't satisfied . He placed his hands on the back of Liu Mei's head, roughly shaking it back and forth. This oral stimulation

felt like a penis inside a woman's vagina, or like

the feeling of masturbating with his left hand in the training camp dormitory.

This was truly a challenge for our well-known host at C City TV; her delicate mouth was

meant for making a living, not for serving these stinky men. The thick, hard penis

thrust wildly . She couldn't swallow her saliva, which flowed freely from the corners of her mouth with each thrust.

Unable to bear Alang's roughness, Liu Mei braced herself against his waist, attempting a helpless resistance. Her

once- proud mouth was no longer the effortlessly eloquent mouth she displayed on television; she could only manage "

ooh...ooh, sizzling sounds."

Seeing Liu Mei's saliva flowing freely from her lips and her flushed, struggling face, Alang released

his hand from her head. Without the rough thrusting, Liu Mei immediately gasped for breath, "You jerk

, so rough, cough cough..."

She slumped onto the wool carpet.

"Haha, you know, I haven't done it with you for seven days, ha..." Alang was always so

direct. After saying that, Alang picked up Liu Mei, who was sitting on the ground, and threw her onto the large sofa against the wall.

"Little Mei, I'm here."

Before Liu Mei could even catch her breath, Alang pounced on her like a hungry wolf, his massive body pressing down on her delicate

frame .

Alang always took the initiative during sex, never using fancy moves or foreplay, always

going the point, just like his style of playing football. Every movement was direct, simple, and effective: a

quick turn, a burst of power, a straight charge, and once he saw the goal, he'd unleash a powerful kick. Because he believed in the principle of "survival of the fittest,"

he wanted to attack his opponent with the most powerful weapon, to make his opponent, whether on the field or in bed,

submit and beg for mercy.

A-Lang's large hand reached directly into Liu Mei's short, narrow business skirt, encountering the first

obstacle —pantyhose. Without pausing, he ripped off the inconvenient pantyhose. "How many

times have I told you? Don't wear pantyhose anymore!" A-Lang commanded the beautiful woman beneath him like a captain issuing orders to his

teammates .

Liu Mei responded meekly. In truth, she longed for a quick and direct encounter. It had been a week since she had been intimate with such

a strong man. She loved the scent of A-Lang that none of her other male friends possessed.

She loved his strong, powerful arms and broad, muscular chest. She especially loved the powerful thrusts she

couldn't —the relentless, pounding thrusts, the full, satisfying feeling

, the pleasure of each stroke. This famous host, the dream girl of countless men in City C, was utterly captivated, even

addicted.

Liu Mei caressed A Lang's firm chest muscles with one hand, while unzipping her skirt with the other. "Lang,

slow down... take off your skirt first..."

A Lang also found the short, narrow skirt disgusting. He quickly pulled off the skirt around Liu Mei's waist

, leaving her only in a small piece of pink lace lingerie. This meager amount of fabric clearly could

n't cover Liu Mei's plump pubic area at all; curly pubic hair lay scattered along the edge of the lingerie, and the fabric at the inverted triangle edge, soaked with her

vaginal fluid, looked particularly vibrant. A Lang didn't want to spend any more time on this area; his hand

effortlessly tore the edge of the lingerie apart, not even wanting to waste time taking it off.

"Oh no, you've ripped my underwear! How am I supposed to go on TV now?" Liu Mei cried out, knowing

that coquetry was a woman's weapon. "No way! You have to pay me back! You have to pay me back!"

Ignoring Liu Mei's whining, his wicked hands continued to roughly unbutton her shirt.

Worried that her shirt would also be torn, Liu Mei quickly helped unbutton it herself.

The annoying buttons were completely undone, revealing her dazzlingly fair skin.

Her pink lace bra couldn't fully conceal her proud 34D breasts. Before Liu Mei could even take her clothes off

, Alang's devilish hands reached for her burgeoning breasts. Her firm, full breasts were too big for his large hand to grasp. He roughly

pushed the bra up, revealing her two lively, bouncing breasts. Alang's large mouth,

like began to suckle and tease Liu Mei's ample breasts.

Liu Mei enjoyed A Lang's tolerable roughness during sex; her body needed comfort, her

vagina needed fullness. Liu Mei's slender fingers roamed alluringly over A Lang's genitals, caressing

the root that evoked both love and hate, yet which she couldn't escape, feeling its powerful throbbing,

feeling its prominent, engorged veins.

"Ah...uh..." A Lang's thrusts rippled through her full breasts, and Liu Mei let out a low moan. Her

drunken moans were enough to intoxicate any man, but she didn't want A Lang to truly be intoxicated; she needed

A Lang's passionate love.

To love a woman is to give her the most powerful proof, and the most powerful proof comes from the most powerful part of a man's body.

"Your weapon, your most powerful weapon, is your penis."

Liu Mei felt the erect hardness of his penis in her palm, while her own vagina was like a juicy peach,

ready to be plucked.

During sex, A Lang didn't use many words; actions spoke louder than words,

a stark contrast to his arrogant style on the football field.

A Lang guided his penis to the source of the stream in Liu Mei's dark forest, thrusting his hips forward, and his

entire penis entered Liu Mei's tight honeyed passage. Liu Mei's brows furrowed, her body trembled, and she

let out "Ah!"

This "Ah!" was like the referee's whistle at the start of a match, signifying the official start of the game and the need to

fully immerse oneself in it. This "Ah!" signified that he was going all out for a

carnal battle that required the same full commitment.

Ah Lang leaned against Liu Mei's trembling body, his hands on the sofa, his hips

thrusting like a pile driver. Liu Mei lay half-reclined on the sofa, her delicate hands caressing Ah Lang's firm chest,

her head tilted back, her hair flying wildly, her lips slightly parted, emitting seductive moans, "Ah... um... harder... harder...

Lang, you... you're so amazing... I, I love you to death..."

His penis tirelessly plowed through Liu Mei's fertile field, the tender flesh of her vagina sucking

at every inch of it, the glans slamming heavily into the depths of her honeyed passage. Every thrust of Ah Lang's was relentless, his weapon

mercilessly penetrating the woman beneath him, conquered by lust.

"Slap slap..." Each impact of their genitals produced this sound, a sound that

excited immense pleasure. It was like

the thrill of hearing a "crack" on a player's foot during a tackle, knowing that the opponent would be suspended for at least two rounds. This made him thrust even faster.

Liu Mei's vagina, initially uncomfortable, now felt completely at ease. The fullness and

pleasure with the waves of pain from the impact, caused her to spasm. Each brief withdrawal of his penis

from her body left an unpleasant emptiness that made her want to cry, and she would arch her back to meet

the next heavy thrust. She hoped this emptiness wouldn't last too long,

not even for the brief duration of a single thrust.

The intense pleasure made A Lang feel suffocated. The air-conditioned room couldn't cool his lust. His purple

glans was repeatedly kissed by Liu Mei's clitoris, his taut penis squeezed by her tight vaginal walls. Waves of

pleasure spread from his brain to every pore of his body. Looking at the

half-naked beauty beneath him, completely immersed in a sea of pleasure, A Lang placed his hands on Liu Mei's buttocks and forcefully

lifted .

Suddenly losing her back support, Liu Mei was lifted into the air. Her hands deftly wrapped around A Lang's

neck , her long, slender legs tightly gripping his waist. Yet, her vagina remained attached to his penis. "

Lang...you're so strong...fuck me..."

A Lang's strong hands supported Liu Mei's two slender legs, his lower abdomen pressing against her flat stomach. His penis

moved freely in and out of her vagina once more. With her legs spread, Liu Mei's buttocks were essentially sitting

on A Lang's penis. This position required considerable strength and a powerful waist for the man to thrust freely, and A Lang

preferred this position, allowing him to control the woman and maintain the upper hand.

Liu Mei's full, round buttocks bore the brunt of A Lang's fierce thrusts, offering no chance of resistance. A Lang's

powerful hands added fuel to the fire, pushing Liu Mei's waist to "actively" meet his thrusts with each stroke

. "Ah...oh...so good...coming...coming..." Liu Mei's vagina convulsed.

She didn't need A Lang's prompting; instead, she vigorously moved her waist to increase the speed of her response.

A Lang also sensed Liu Mei's need, and her convulsing vagina sucked his penis even more forcefully. A Lang

increased the speed of his thrusts, slamming forward hard.

Soon, a warm current gushed from the depths of Liu Mei's vagina. Liu Mei's delicate body tensed helplessly, her legs

rigidly straightening. "Ah..." She climaxed.

The exhaustion after her climax caused Liu Mei to lean against A Lang. "Lang... um... you're

so strong..."

Seeing the beautiful woman limp and powerless against him, A Lang didn't stop his thrusting. " I haven't scored yet!" A Lang's habit was to call ejaculating into a woman's vagina a goal; he scored far more goals

this way than on a football field. 　　A Lang placed Liu Mei, still immersed in the intense pleasure, on the sofa and flipped her over. He was going to cultivate Liu Mei's fertile field from behind. His penis easily entered Liu Mei's vagina. A Lang reached out and lifted Liu Mei's chest, his hands wantonly kneading her drooping breasts, while his waist continued its powerful piston-like movements. Liu Mei beneath him was powerless, letting A Lang play with her, even her moans slowly being drowned out by the sounds of their genitals colliding. 　　"Slap slap..." Ah Lang thrust tirelessly, without any skill whatsoever, each time penetrating Liu Mei's body. The pleasure from the squeezing of his penis in her vagina made Ah Lang unconsciously increase the speed of his thrusts, the bulging veins on his penis bulging even more. With each withdrawal and thrust, the tight, tender flesh of the opening forcefully swallowed the purple glans. 　　Soon Ah Lang felt the glans throbbing impulsively, and he knew it was time to unleash his full power. Just like a shot that decides the outcome of a match, Ah Lang always gave it his all and then enjoyed the thrill of victory. 　　Ah Lang's hands, gripping Liu Mei's two full breasts, unconsciously increased their pressure, and the frequency of his thrusts noticeably increased . Ah Lang was about to score! 　　At the last moment, the glans proudly throbbed, ejaculating hot, thick semen, shooting forcefully into the depths ; Liu Mei's clitoris was assaulted by waves of heat, the heat hitting her clitoris and bringing her to another orgasm . "Uh..." She once again experienced the fullness of her body. 　　After his orgasm, Alang pressed himself against Liu Mei's petite body, breathing heavily. "Ah, that feels so good, haven't felt this good in days." 　　Poor Liu Mei, pinned beneath him, had no strength left, let alone the power to push away the heavy weight on top of her . "Ugh... don't wrinkle my clothes... I have a show to do later." 　　After catching his breath, Alang rolled over and lay down on the sofa, his semi-erect penis leaving Liu Mei's wet...

The fleshy hole; milky white liquid overflowed from Liu Mei's opening, flowing down her smooth buttocks. What a lewd

scene ! One was a famous football player, the other a well-known host, both lying naked

on the sofa. If they were seen, what a huge news story that would be!

A Lang swung his hand and slapped Liu Mei's jade buttocks with a "smack." "Feels good, doesn't it

? Can't take it anymore?"

Liu Mei groaned in a daze, "Mmm...can't take it anymore...it feels so good...Lang, you're the strongest

..."

Just then, A Lang's phone rang. "Brother Lang, there's some good stuff arriving tonight. Come to KK later."

"Monkey, alright, I'll be there later. Tell everyone to have a good time."

Oh, I forgot to explain what KK is. KK is the most luxurious and high-class disco in City C. Every night,

it's packed with guests, a truly lively place. KK is a joint venture between Alang and several local big bosses

, making him one of the shareholders. KK is like a club for their players, albeit a

clandestine one.

The two hugged and rested for a while before getting dressed and leaving the Emperor Hotel. Liu Mei had to go back to the station to record

a program , while Alang wanted to continue his happy home. However, Liu Mei still took Alang

home first to get his car.

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