[The Fall of a Female Police Officer]

My husband and I met while studying at police academy. I was the school beauty, and my husband was

handsome and dashing, the prince charming in the hearts of many girls. Our love story was the envy of countless infatuated young men and

women. After graduation, we got together and entered into marriage.
Because of my beautiful appearance, elegant temperament, and outstanding eloquence, I became the only

female . My husband, on the other hand, possessed a quick mind and excellent skills.

Shortly after joining the police force, he solved several major cases and was highly regarded by his superiors. Therefore, it was decided that he would go to the headquarters of

Interpol for a two-year exchange program. Since we had only been married for a short time, we

were reluctant to be separated. However, for my husband's future and ideals, I resolutely accepted the organization's arrangement and

actively encouraged him to participate in the exchange program. With my persuasion, my husband finally had no worries and boarded

the plane to the United States.
During the time my husband was away on a business trip, I felt empty and lonely at home. I often went

shopping to pass the time. One day, while buying daily necessities at a supermarket, I

ran into my best friend from junior high, Ah Feng. In junior high, Ah Feng and I were known as

the Lily and Rose of Qingshui (the name of our school), and our record was receiving over 100 love letters in a single day. Seeing Ah Feng again

naturally made me very happy. She was wearing the most fashionable sleeveless, low-cut V-neck dress of the year,

revealing her soft, bare arms, alluring black hair, and a slender, streamlined waist. Her full,

high , making her even more alluring in her youth. Not to mention men, even I wanted to hug

and kiss her. In contrast, because of my job, I only wear a police uniform or traditional formal attire to work,

and I don't have time to dress up; sometimes I don't even put on makeup before going to work. Seeing Ah Feng like this, I felt a little ashamed

. Ah Feng truly lived up to her reputation as a best friend with a telepathic connection, like twins since childhood.

She read my thoughts right from my eyes. "Tingting, I heard you're a police officer now, right? We were both famous school beauties

back , and you were even more popular than me. Now you're the number one beauty in the police force.

It's just that you don't dress up much for work. If you dressed up a little, I wonder how many suitors

would fall at your feet, hehe." My face flushed red instantly after hearing this,

just like back in school. I chased after Ah Feng, laughing and scolding, "You're such a grown-up, how can you still

act like a child? If you say another word, I'll see if you forgive me." But even though I said that, I could hear

the beautiful smile in my heart. And so, the two of us, sisters who hadn't seen each other for a long time, chatted and laughed about everyday things.

Suddenly , I looked up and saw that it was already dark. I checked my watch and realized we had been talking for over four hours! I said to Ah Feng, "

It's getting late, I have to go home. Let's keep in touch." We exchanged contact numbers and then headed home.

On the way home, I was still excited. This was the happiest

day I'd had since my husband went on his business trip.
After getting home, I took a nice hot shower. Afterward, I dragged my tired body to the bedroom, stood

in front of the mirror in the closet, and carefully examined myself. I'm 173cm tall, a model's height, but

I do look very slender. However, my already exceptionally full breasts

became even . Coupled with my slender waist, long legs, and flawless skin, this devilish figure

is something even Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Western adult film stars can only dream of. If I were to shoot adult films, they'd probably be out of a job

. Thinking of this, I suddenly spat, "Pah, what a little slut. My husband has only been gone for

a little over a month, and I can't even stand being alone. Like a prostitute, I'm thinking about this kind of thing all day long.

If my colleagues knew I was a policeman, they'd laugh their heads off." As I thought about it, my vagina involuntarily

produced arousal fluid, and my hand wandered uncontrollably towards my breasts. I slowly lay down on the bed, unbuttoning all the buttons of my pajamas.

My left hand gently caressed my swollen breasts, my fingers pinching the slightly upturned pink nipples

. Involuntarily, I made lewd moans, "Mmm... mmm... mmm." The nipple, which was originally as small as a

raisin, gradually protruded from the areola on the peak of my breast. My eyes became

hazy, and my beautiful, greedy right hand, as if seeing my left hand enjoying itself, moved towards my private parts

. My legs, as if by prior agreement, parted. Her smooth, rounded lower abdomen

bulged slightly. Beneath a patch of dark pubic hair, there was a slightly curved slit of flesh. My right hand playfully

touched my pale pink mucous membrane, causing me to involuntarily cry out, "Ah..." Then I saw

my lower body wriggle slightly. I gently rubbed my two thin labia with my middle finger, scooping up some mucus.

I the small, bean-shaped clitoris protruding from the top of the slit and cried out again, "Ah..." My whole body

trembled, and a look that was both painful and pleasurable flashed across my charming face. Then, my mischievous

fingers began to caress the sensitive spot that brought me pleasure, and my slender waist began to twist and turn on

the bed . I slowly fixed my hands in mid-air below my lower abdomen, but arched my back to meet my

fingertips, my plump buttocks thrusting into the air, forming an arch. The moans I made gradually turned into lewd

cries: "Ah!... Ah!... I... feel so good... more... ah... ah... so good."
The cleft between my legs trembled, and streams of clear fluid kept overflowing. My whole body

convulsed and trembled. My fingers pressed against the swollen clitoris, then kneaded it incessantly.

Then I pressed my entire palm against my vulva, moving my fingers from bottom to top in the order of thumb, index finger, and middle finger, while

letting out a sweet and seductive moan: "Ah... ah... darling, you're fucking me so good

... ah."
"I...want...I...want...more...ah...ah..." The lewd cries echoed in the bedroom

. Slender fingers danced across my vulva, my waist twisting wildly and fearlessly, parting

the two labia covered in sticky fluid to reveal the beautiful, pale pink vaginal walls, from which streams of wet, sticky liquid

oozed out as if squeezed out. Slowly, my hand moved rhythmically, indicating that the walls of my vulva

were contracting! The lustful fluid flowed from my long, smooth thighs onto the bed, and I no longer cared about shame...

She kept crying out, "Ah...I can't...take it...anymore...ah...I really want a big cock inside my

pussy!" As my lower abdomen contracted for a while, I used my own fingers

to rotate , crying out, "Ah...like this...almost...almost...I'm going to...come..." I kept talking to myself

, frantically thrusting my fingers in and out like this, and a raging orgasm began to appear. Finally,

she cried out, "Ah ah...I'm going to come...ah...ah...I'm coming...ah." Her lustful juices, along with

urine, gushed out from my body.
After the passion subsided, I looked at the wrinkled sheets I had soiled, and I thought about how I used to masturbate often.

I had also heard my girlfriends and the prostitutes caught by our colleagues talk about their masturbation experiences, but I could assure you,

no prostitute, no matter how lewd, had ever performed as thoroughly as I had today. I enjoyed a pleasure that my husband had never

given me. The old folks say everyone has two faces, but one is hidden
due to misguided education and environment . I wondered, was it a mistake for me to become a policeman? Was I born a whore, destined to be ridden by a thousand men, a prostitute, a slut? With these questions in mind, I slowly drifted off to sleep. In my dream, I became a glamorous nightclub hostess, a true whore, a prostitute whose jade-like arms were pillowed by many, whose red lips were admired by a thousand, whose lustful breasts were caressed by everyone, and whose wanton hole was penetrated by a thousand rods. (Voiceover: But I know deep down that when I wake up, everything will be back to square one. I'll still be that policewoman who makes my family proud and my colleagues envious.) I think my expression when I go to sleep tonight will be beautiful. The smile on my face will be a hundred times, a thousand times, sweeter than when I said "I do" to my husband on our wedding day. I 'm back to my busy life, day after day, with TV broadcasting how selfless our great police officers are in serving the people. I don't dare to be crazy like that night again, afraid that I'll sink into depravity. Fortunately, I reunited with my good friend, Ah Feng. We're like we were back in junior high school, inseparable. She became another source of emotional support after my husband left. 　　After spending a lot of time together, I found that Ah Feng spends money without restraint, extravagantly . She buys things worth thousands or tens of thousands of yuan without hesitation if she likes them. After a while, I unconsciously asked her, "How come you're so rich ? Did you have a rich boyfriend?" She always smiled but didn't answer. But I slowly realized something in my heart. 　　Finally, one day, after much questioning, Ah Feng told me the truth: "Tingting, you've been my best friend . Although you're a police officer, I know you're a loyal person and would never do anything to your own sister. We shouldn't have any secrets between us. I'll open my heart to you like we did when we were kids." 　　Hearing this, my heart skipped a beat. Her words confirmed my suspicions. 　　"Tingting, to be honest, I'm a prostitute, a hostess. To put it nicely, I sing, drink , but in reality, I'm a whore, a prostitute. You know, I was the best student in the whole district in junior high. After graduating high school, I entered Peking University, the dream university of students nationwide, with the highest score in the city. I also graduated with the third-highest grades in the entire school. Countless multinational companies offered me high-paying jobs to be their CEOs, and countless billionaires and movie stars wanted me to be their confidante, but I rejected them all. Do you know why? Because I know what I need, what I crave..." What?! Every time I walk down the street in revealing clothes, and millions of men with erect penises stare lustfully at my full breasts and round, plump buttocks ; every time a pervert on the bus gropes my breasts, rubs his huge penis against my anus, and then sprays his filthy semen on my snow-white thighs; every time I dance wildly in nightclubs and bars, swaying my large breasts with all my might, and the men dancing with their girlfriends or wives stare at me in disbelief, while those ugly women look at me with contempt, eyes filled with filth, cheapness, prostitute, whore, and slut— I suddenly understand everything. I jumped onto the bar like a madman. As I pushed aside the lead dancer, who was only wearing a bikini, and passionately announced into the microphone to the entire audience, "From today, from this moment on, I, Ah Feng, will be a prostitute, a whore," I saw everything in their eyes: disgust, admiration, envy, contempt , joy, anticipation, excitement, madness. A feeling I had never experienced before swirled through me like a tornado. I knew it was a pleasure I had never felt before, a floating Nicolas Cage's movie, *Birdman*, where he always believed he was a bird, always hoping to fly like other birds, even though the consequence might be a utterly devastating fall. But he had once... He was free prostitute, I found myself, my true self. Though I fell, I am free, I was myself . "Since joining the ranks of prostitutes, I've become even more certain of my thoughts. Those who look down on us are just hypocrites. This society very prosperous and thriving profession in China, will eventually be legalized like in other capitalist countries. We don't steal or rob, we're paid for our work, and we . I love this decadent life. Like a classic line from *A Chinese Odyssey*: 'If God gave me another chance, I would still want to be a prostitute. If I had to put , I hope it would be… ten thousand years.'" Looking into Ah Feng's bright, confident, and sincere eyes, I was captivated, deeply ashamed of my own thoughts. Ah Feng was so brave in facing her true . Seeing my expression, Ah Feng, as if we were telepathically connected , seemed to have thought of something, but I didn't notice. 　　I often asked Ah Feng to go shopping when I had nothing to do. After a while, Ah Feng said that shopping all the time was getting boring. Suddenly, her eyes flashed, and she smiled ambiguously, saying, "How about I take my little sister Tingting to a 'nightclub' for a bit of fun , to see where I work?" Although I secretly hoped to go there (although before...)

I've been to karaoke bars, dance halls, and entertainment venues with my husband or friends, but those places are all legitimate entertainment venues with

no sexual activity whatsoever. However, my innate womanly modesty wouldn't allow me to do that. "I'm a policewoman

, and a spokesperson at that. So many people know me. It would be so embarrassing if my colleagues found out and it got out. I've heard there are a lot of reporters

in these places. If I get photographed, where will we policewomen put our faces? This won't do!" "

Oh, my dear Tingting, it's just going to have some fun, not working as a prostitute. I've already

thought of an explanation for you. If you get caught, your identity as a policewoman is the best explanation. You can say you're

working as a prostitute at a nightclub as an undercover agent. Who wouldn't believe you?" Ah Feng said playfully, looking at me with her beautiful big eyes

. I lightly spat and laughed, "Oh, you little brat, so you planned this all along!" Finally,

after Ah Feng's persistent pleading and cajoling, I reluctantly nodded, half-heartedly.

We agreed to go to "Lovers' Island," the city's hottest brothel, for a night of fun next week. But

fearing discovery and needing to use our rehearsed lines to cover our tracks, Ah Feng insisted I wear the sexiest, most

alluring clothes possible, so people would believe I was an "undercover" prostitute!
It happened to be the weekend, and after getting ready, I put on the most luxurious Ginza hostess outfit in Japan that my husband had specially ordered to be bought from

there :

a backless gown made of black, sheer tulle. The tulle gently brushed against my neck, and although two pieces

of , they barely concealed my most prominent

breasts (because you can't wear a bra with an evening gown). The super-short hem barely covered my full,

round buttocks. As I strolled lightly down the street like a little bird... My breasts, like two mischievous little

rabbits were trying to break free from the constraints of the outside world. Stimulated by the special material of the dress, my nipples slowly hardened

, making me incredibly shy. What I regretted most was that I was wearing an extremely

small thong, even smaller than a regular thong. With the help of my super-high crystal heels, as my hips swayed rhythmically, that

thin strap plunged deep into my buttocks. The short skirt made my

buttocks completely exposed to everyone behind me as I walked. I guarantee that everyone except me

would think I wasn't wearing any underwear. I had no choice but to flag down a taxi. As soon as I got in

, the driver asked, "Miss, are you going to a nightclub or a bar?" Ah, did he think I was a prostitute? I was furious after

hearing that. Then the driver adjusted his rearview mirror and I saw his lecherous eyes scanning me up and down

. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me. So, I imitated Sharon St. from the movie *Basic Instinct*,

shifting my legs back and forth in the sexiest, most alluring pose. Perhaps because of my thong, the driver assumed I

wasn't wearing underwear. His lustful eyes were practically bulging out, staring intently at my legs and crotch, as if he wanted to penetrate me

. Suddenly, an old man... Just as I was about to cross the street, the driver, preoccupied with looking at me, didn't react in time and swerved the steering wheel,

crashing into a telephone pole with a bang. Because I was prepared, I wasn't injured. Looking at the front of the car, it was badly

dented . I secretly chuckled to myself. After getting out, I generously took out 100 yuan and said, "Sir

, although you didn't take me to my destination, I still have to pay the fare.

Here's 100 yuan, keep the change." "Pah! I don't want such dirty money! Get lost!" I thought to myself, fine, I've saved 100 yuan. We hadn't

gone far when I heard the driver curse, "What a piece of trash! A stinking whore, a stinking slut!"

Hearing him say that, I wasn't angry at all; instead, I felt secretly pleased. I didn't know if it was because I was happy that my disguise was successful

, or because he called me a prostitute and a whore.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, I finally arrived at the entrance of "Lovers' Island." Ah Feng hadn't arrived yet, so I

waited for her at the entrance. At that moment, several shirtless young men nearby stared at my angelic face and devilish

figure for a long time. Then, a few of them came over and surrounded me. "Miss, want to have some fun? I'm

very skilled, my penis is big and thick, I have a lot of experience. How much, miss? 50,

no, 100 yuan, are you in?" The young men started haggling with me, one after another. I'd heard my colleagues

talk about these kinds of people; they often seek out aging, faded

prostitutes around high-end nightclubs because they're broke. Just as I was wondering what to do, Ah Feng finally arrived. "It's you bunch of rascals again!

What are you trying to do to my sister?!" "Oh, sorry, so you're Sister Feng's friends. Ignorance is no excuse.

We won't do it again, miss. If you ever need anything, come find me. Sister Feng's friends are my friends,"
one of the young men, who seemed to be their leader, said to me.
As I entered the nightclub, several men who looked like gangsters greeted Ah Feng. Seeing

my strange look, Ah Feng laughed and said, "Look how scared you are! A cop, huh? Prostitutes are born to be with

thugs! I'm the top girl in the city! Their bosses are all my lackeys! If you need

help solving cases, come find me, but you'll have to pay me. Oh, I was so busy greeting people that I didn't get a good look at

you. You're dressed so provocatively today, so slutty! If I said you were a cop, nobody would believe me;

they'd think I'd gone crazy. Don't worry, dressed like that, nobody will recognize you. If you were

a prostitute, we'd all be starving!" I smiled awkwardly, but secretly felt a surge of

pride.
Entering "Lover's Island," the lights flickered, creating a romantic atmosphere. In the center of the dance hall, a group of lewd men and women were wildly

dancing, while the surrounding area was already filled with heavily made-up women. Ah Feng quietly told me that they were all "ladies"

preparing "sit" at the club. Although we had just found an inconspicuous corner to sit down,

the commotion we caused upon entering was no less than the impact of the American missile mother. Several men approached us, wanting

to dance, but because I had never been to such a place before, I was too shy to refuse. Many

men, seeing our behavior, hesitated to approach for fear of rejection. Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked towards us

and "recommended" a table for me. Looking closer, wow, he was really handsome! He had the face of Leon Lai, the physique of Simon Yam,

the eyes of Tony Leung, and the demeanor of Chow Yun-fat—almost all the good qualities of a man were concentrated in him. He wasn't like other good men...

The lecherous man only looked at my pretty face, full breasts, and large, shapely buttocks. He cast

his melancholic, alluring gaze at my already intoxicated eyes, but I felt weak and powerless, my cheeks flushed, and my heart pounding. So when he offered me a seat, I didn't even have the strength to resist and let him sit beside me. 　　"Hello, Miss, I haven't seen you before. Nice to meet you. My name is A-Qiang. And you, may I ask your name?" "My name is Gao Yiting. You can call me Tingting." How stupid of me to give out my real name! What if someone recognizes me? The man seemed not to recognize me and continued, "What a beautiful name! You truly live up to your name, so graceful . Meanwhile, he continued to chat with me casually, making small talk. I was secretly anxious. How stupid ! Why didn't I get to the point? I was startled by my own sudden thought—I'm a police officer, after all! My face flushed red and then paled, which only made me look more alluring . Ah-Qiang was captivated by my gaze. 　　Suddenly, music started playing, and Ah-Qiang's eyes lit up. He stood up and invited me to dance. I knew what was coming was finally here. Although I was full of anticipation, my girlish modesty prevented me from dancing. Ah-Feng chimed in, "Our young lady says she can't dance , but she's just being modest ." Mr. Ah-Qiang readily agreed, "It's okay if you can't dance. Let's have some fun together." So, with Ah-Feng's help, I followed Ah-Qiang onto the dance floor. I 　　usually only danced occasionally with my husband or colleagues—a quickstep, a slow waltz, or something like that—this was the first time I'd danced with a stranger… My heart pounded a little when I was paired with a man; my hands trembled slightly, and I kept stepping on his toes. Fortunately, Ah-Qiang was a skilled dancer , and we gradually got into sync and got into character. 　　For each song, Ah-Qiang would bow and politely invite me to join him. As we danced, the lights in the ballroom dimmed , until it was completely dark, and the dance floor became eerily quiet. The melody of "The Butterfly Lovers" unfolded slowly, like a gentle stream . The men and women in the dance floor pressed their bodies together, swaying gently to the music. Aside from the fact that even becoming an excellent policeman requires excellent hearing, I overheard the whispers of my dance partners around me. "How about it, beautiful? How about going out with me later? My big cock will make you feel like you're dying ." "No, you're so annoying! All you do is touch my tits and my pussy. Oh... ah... you're touching me so nicely... I want your big cock inside my pussy... rub ... rub my tits... yes, yes, don't stop... ah... ah... ah... ah." All around were lewd whispers and groans; all she could hear was her own heart pounding wildly. I suddenly remembered what my colleague had said during a casual chat: this was probably the typical fifteen-minute "golden moment" at nightclubs. Most men were only willing not only to grope the girls on the dance floor, touching their breasts and buttocks, but also to negotiate the price for a sexual encounter—a win-win situation. 　　My hands were now sweating, my heart pounding, as if anticipating something. Sure enough, A-Qiang didn't disappoint me; he finally made his move. His face was pressed tightly against mine, his right arm tightly around my waist, almost without a gap. I tried to break free, but to no avail. 　　A-Qiang then whispered in my ear, "Tingting, you're such a beauty! Your breasts are so big, your butt is so perky, and your clothes are so sexy." I didn't answer. He then quietly asked, "Have you ever really dated, miss? How about dating me?" "I told you I'm married." It seemed A-Qiang wasn't as eager . Ah Qiang said, "You're lying to me on purpose. I can tell at a glance that this girl is an innocent and shy one." Provoked by the lewd atmosphere around me, I made a very important decision. Having come this far, I couldn't leave the real life of a prostitute. So, with the expression of the most lewd prostitute I'd ever seen in the police station, I said to Ah Qiang, "Brother Qiang, have you ever seen a virgin with such big breasts and such a big ass? If my big breasts weren't ravaged every day, and my little cunt didn't get a few big dicks inserted every day, I'd be so uncomfortable. I've been a prostitute since I was 21, so I'm quite experienced. Otherwise, how could I be on such good terms with that slut Ah Feng?" At this moment, I was deeply impressed with my own acting skills. Finally, Ah Qiang took the initiative and began to act. His right hand groped and pinched my waist and buttocks, squeezing my two large buttocks hard as if he wanted to insert his fingers into my flesh, while his left hand quickly slid towards my chest, teasing my clitoris with his fingers. "I thought you were a pure and innocent beauty, but it turns out you're an old slut. How come you're only 22 and already doing this? How many big dicks have you been fucked in a day? Your skills must be amazing. You'd better serve me well later, and you'll make a lot of money." Hearing this, I smiled lewdly and launched an offensive against him like an old whore. "Not many. I remember one day I saw some migrant workers from out of town drooling over me. I felt sorry for them, so I went with them to their construction site. I think it was some kind of TV tower, about 200 stories high. I can't remember the exact number of people, but I remember I fucked all the workers on that site, fucked me countless times." Even the 80-year-old man who did the least number of times fucked me eight times with his big cock. Those migrant workers may look ugly, smelly, and dirty, but their big cocks are amazing. They fucked those slutty girls so well. I collected the semen they left behind, and it filled two buckets. I still keep it. If I have time, I take it out and drink a sip. It even has beauty benefits. After they finished fucking me, I didn't charge them. It's not because they didn't have money. Migrant workers are rich now that they build houses. It's just that seeing how hard they work to contribute to modernization, I felt I should make a contribution myself. So I repaid them with my body for free. I did this good deed anonymously. Isn't that great?" I said in a lewd tone while holding his waist tightly with my hands, rubbing my breasts against his chest, and gently clamping his already erect cock between my thighs, rubbing his penis back and forth with the fat of my thighs. 　　I realized I had finally become one with the life of a prostitute. Now I was like a seasoned prostitute, shamelessly fawning over men and selling my body to get them to open their pockets, like a bitch in heat … Under my wanton teasing, Ah Qiang frantically picked me up and pulled me towards…

He rushed to the private room. Once inside, he frantically stripped off all my clothes, his eyes bloodshot

as he stared at me.
My lower body trembled slightly; the scent of my vaginal fluids and body tantalized Ah Qiang's senses.

He frantically licked from the bottom of my labia upwards. Violated, I could no longer endure it.
"Ah… beautiful… no! Oh…" I moaned excitedly. Just two or three licks were enough to make my

body tremble, continuously releasing a thick, sticky fluid.
Ah Qiang buried his face between my snow-white thighs, first

licking upwards along the clitoris.
"Ah… no! It itches… oh…" My waist rose,

moving in sync with Ah Qiang's tongue, then he repeated it. This time, his tongue pressed against the narrow opening, sliding up and down. My beautiful waist

trembled uncontrollably; I slightly straightened my thighs, swaying my hips. Inside my labia, my vagina was already

glistening . Ah Qiang pressed his lips against mine, sucking on the nectar with loud noises, while simultaneously extending

his tongue deep into my vagina.
"Ah...good...a little deeper...oh..." Even I, in my current shamelessness, was astonished at myself for uttering

such words.
My love juices surged again, engulfing Ah Qiang's tongue. He felt that the nectar flowing from my body

was as tender and sweet as my naked body, and he urged his tongue to lick even deeper. He not only wanted to

satisfy himself, but also wanted me to experience the ultimate pleasure in his hands. He

spread my beautiful, long, snow-white thighs even more boldly, starting to suck on each of my symmetrical labia with his tongue.
"Oh, oh...yes...um...like that...lick...oh...no! Don't lick...oh..." I couldn't help but

cry out, as his tongue carefully caressed my labia, hot nectar continuously gushed from within my body. Ah

-Qiang sucked on my vaginal fluid, parting my labia with his tongue. Just above the closed part, a pale pink,

wrinkled clitoris was revealed, glistening with the love juice. The sight was dizzyingly stimulating; he even reverently

sucked on the pink clitoris with the tip of his tongue. At that moment, I suddenly experienced a small spasm, and

Ah-Qiang further stimulated my clitoris with his tongue.
"Oh!...I can't take it...Oh...God..." With my moan,

a Not only did my labia tremble, but my thighs, spread apart from my waist, also shuddered,

lifting slightly in response to the stimulation.
"Ah...How...is this...Oh..." Ah-Qiang once again sucked my clitoris into his mouth, and my

entire lower body trembled. His tongue crawled along the crevices of the mucous membrane, plunging deep inside. My

long, open lower body, with its raised thighs, and the labia constantly flowing with fluid, were incredibly alluring. He thought about

how my body made him want to lick and kiss it all day long. He widened the cleft even more, licking

the . Under the sweet sensual stimulation, the woman's body kept flowing with love juice. The man even inserted his middle finger

into the cleft, rubbing open the inner labia, sucking the dripping lustful fluid while pressing his mouth against the entire labia and

sucking hard.
"Ah... God... It feels so good... Oh... I can't take it anymore..." My lustful lower body involuntarily thrust

towards the crazed man, and the man's tongue slid towards the sexy clitoris again. The clitoris was already soaked with lustful fluid,

standing straight up. Ah Qiang pressed it with the tip of his nose and then slid his tongue into the opening. My lower body convulsed again

, the tongue and fingers constantly caressing her most sensitive erogenous zones. She had completely fallen into

the abyss .
"Ah...I can't take it anymore!...Oh...faster...oh...I'm going to die!" As soon as A-Qiang's lips

approached , I eagerly met his, my hands gripping the sofa tightly, unable to control my urge to burst forth.
His fingers constantly teased my labia, and hot fluid seeped from my uterus.
He ignored my pleas and inserted his middle finger. At that moment,

a strong contraction came from the deepest part of my labia, and my waist floated up as his finger slid in.
"Oh...I...can't take it anymore...oh...faster...it's so itchy..." Now, between my snow-white thighs, there was a slightly

pink, extremely alluring indentation. And my engorged, plump labia majora. Every part of my body

was now submerged in fluid, glistening, full of sensual beauty. A-Qiang knelt on the floor and carefully

licked each part, and as his tongue touched, the fluid kept flowing out. He sucked even more vigorously, almost

violently. No matter how much his tongue teased me, my body reacted sharply. My slender waist arched even higher, and

the love juices inside my honey pot overflowed even faster.
Ah Qiang was completely immersed in the pleasure of the young woman's body. Although his tongue was sore and it was me who felt the pleasure,

he didn't want to stop for a moment. Not just today, but I longed to feel sexual desire

every lick every single pubic hair, every single labia, and every part of my vagina, inside and out, just hoping to suck to

his heart's content. When he looked up, his face was already covered in my juices.
"Quick!...Come quickly...Save me...I want it!" My lustful voice and expression made Ah Qiang

swallow hard.
Ah Qiang knelt on the ground, leaning his upper body against me, lifting one of my legs with one hand and placing it on his shoulder, while the other hand grabbed his hard,

erect penis, which was about to explode, and rubbed it against my already wet clitoris. I finally suppressed

the urge , closed my eyes, and thrust my lower body forward. In an instant, his hot, thick penis was deeply inserted

into my wet vagina.
"Ah...ah...oh...so...thick...oh..." For a moment, I frowned and straightened my body. It was

a penis twice the size of my husband's. Thinking of my husband made my heart ache, but when my vagina, filled with desire, was filled with his large

cock , the pain was only momentary. As the glans pierced through the already wet vaginal membrane and entered my flesh

, a sweet pleasure flowed through my body. The lustful desire hidden within me exploded.

The word "husband" had completely disappeared from my mind. Now, all I could see was Ah-Qiang's huge penis.
"Ah...ah...no...I'm going to die...oh...oh...harder...oh..." I moaned lasciviously, no

longer caring about my position. Although Ah-Qiang's thrusting speed was slow, every back and forth movement,

the sound of flesh squeezing deep inside me made me groan uncontrollably. Ah Qiang's thrusting speed increased, and he became more pleasured.

The pressure intensified, thrusting deeper and deeper into my body. My wanton body had reached a point of no return, yet I

accepted the pleasure brought by the penis entering and exiting my vagina without question.
"Ah...ah...yes...faster...faster...ah...fuck me...fuck me to death, this married woman

...oh...I can't take it anymore...oh...it feels so good...ah..." Ah-Qiang lifted my

body, which was about to reach another climax, and placed it on his lap, pulling up my upper body. For me, having sex with my husband was a normal position, but sitting on

a man's lap and taking the initiative was a position I was trying for the first time.
"Woman who betrays her husband, move your hips hard, come on!" Ah-Qiang held my wanton body and

thrust his penis even deeper from directly below.
"Ah...ah...it's there! Ah...oh..." When Ah-Qiang's excited, thick penis reached

the depths of my vagina, a burst of pleasure, like sparks, flowed through my entire body. Almost unconsciously, with my hair down, I began to sway my hips up and down, using his penis

as an axis . With each up-and-down movement, the wetness between my thighs made strange sounds, and

my full breasts bounced. Because of the different angles of penetration, previously dormant erogenous zones were

awakened, and sensual pleasure overflowed within the young woman's body.
Ah Qiang grabbed my waist, and I could only rise and fall with his hands. I had

lost control of myself; my body was completely consumed by intense pleasure. Lost in the man's lap, I

frantically thrust my hips up and down.
Ah Qiang comfortably leaned back, enjoying my ministrations, one hand supporting my swaying breasts, while his own lower body

thrust tender opening. My full, snow-white body swayed incessantly, my two firm breasts

bouncing even more sensually with each thrust.
"Oh...so good...so thick...so long...oh...oh...so comfortable...so good...mmm...

it feels so good...I can't take it anymore!..." "Listen to that! Only a super slutty bitch would say something like that."
Ah Qiang's words excited me even more. I moved my hips rapidly, feeling unprecedented pleasure. My upper body

arched back, my long hair covering my face in a mess. I swayed my waist passionately to match the thrusting of his penis, while pushing

my full breasts towards Ah Qiang's hands, desperately stroking and shaking them. I was panting heavily, covered in sweat.

My uterus contracted strongly in waves, and the ecstasy surged through my body. A stream of hot love fluid splashed onto Wang Sheng's glans

.
"Damn! It feels so good! Beauty, don't just focus on your own pleasure, spread your legs a little wider so I can properly admire your vulva

!" "No—! I can't look there!—Ah!" But my beautiful legs unconsciously spread even wider.
After reaching a blissful climax, I weakly embraced A-Qiang's head. A-Qiang was sucking on my breasts

when he suddenly withdrew his penis.
"Ah!—" The sudden emptiness left me feeling completely lost. So much so that when A-Qiang

reached to help me up, I

stood up without hesitation, even eagerly, filled with a sinful anticipation.
A-Qiang held my shoulders and turned my naked body towards the sofa.
"Come on! Stick your ass up higher." I pressed my hands against the sofa, bent over, and exposed my full buttocks,

which A-Qiang's hands embraced completely. Feeling the hot penis between my raised thighs, I spread my legs apart.
A-Qiang stood behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist, and aimed his penis at my already wet vulva.
With a "plop!", A-Qiang thrust in forcefully.
As soon as A-Qiang's thrusting began, I couldn't wait to sway my slender waist back and forth in lewd rhythm.
Ah Qiang reached under my armpits and tightly grasped my full breasts. I was being attacked from both above and below, the pleasure coursing through

my entire body. Suddenly, Ah Qiang's strong fingers forcefully released my breasts, sending me soaring to heaven.

My moans grew louder, and the penis inside me was already submerged in my juices. Deep within my wanton body

, the sounds of my juices and sweat sloshing around, along with the occasional "slap, slap" of flesh colliding against flesh, echoed through the room. Ah Qiang

thrust forward rhythmically.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Oh... You're killing me... Oh... Faster... Oh... It feels so good... Your big penis is fucking me

... I feel so good... Oh... It feels so good..." A beautiful policewoman was finally conquered, uttering

words that made her blush.
The wanton moans drove Ah Qiang even crazier. He gripped my buttocks with both hands and frantically thrust his penis into my honey pot from

behind . As the speed of the thrusting increased, I shamelessly let out

cries of pleasure that sounded like crying. My body was being repeatedly penetrated by a man other than my husband's huge penis, and the pleasure in my lower body

was rapidly expanding. My breasts, covered in sweat, were being rubbed from behind by the man, and my whole body stiffened as I

arched back. With a scream of "Ah!", Ah-Qiang finally felt the continuous spasms of Su-Ping's vagina

reaching .
In the midst of passion, Ah-Qiang restrained his desire to ejaculate, and his thrusts slowed. He lifted my legs and turned my

body over. As my body turned, his penis rubbed against my vagina, rotating half a circle. Even after my orgasm

, my vagina was still spasming, and now the spasms were even more intense, my vagina gripping his penis even tighter, and my uterus sucking

it in. Ah-Qiang reached his hands onto my legs and lifted me up.
"Oh...oh...what are you doing?..." I asked hoarsely.
"Let's go to the dance floor outside!" Ah-Qiang carried me, naked, towards the dance floor. His thick penis was still inside my

vagina, and it throbbed with each step. Having already reached orgasm, I

felt an indescribable pleasure with every step. Although the thrusts weren't very strong, they aroused

boundless ! I became even more anxious. My moans grew louder, and strange, obscene

sounds emanated from my body. Ignoring the onlookers, I clamped my beautiful legs tightly around Ah-Qiang's waist, my breasts pressed against his

chest , and sweat blurred my vision. Unconsciously, I saw the stage that belonged only to me.
"Please, put on a condom first, okay?" I asked weakly, collapsing onto Ah-Qiang's chest

.
A strange light flashed in Ah Qiang's eyes. He glanced at me, so wanton and lewd, then immediately

understood smugly pulled out a hand and patted my plump, round buttocks, leering, "Don't rush,

I'll give you a good time today. You old bitch, do you still need a condom? Listen up, guys down there, today..."

"Anyone who wants to fuck this filthy bitch, I'll pay, hahahahaha." — Before the words were even finished,

dozens stripped naked and walked towards me, but all I could see were their huge cocks. As long as they were men,

no matter how many big cocks they had, I wanted them to be inside my cunt.
The "warm moment" was finally over, and before I knew it, dawn was breaking. My heavy heart immediately

pressed down on me again.
All night, I felt like a female dog in heat, numb and utterly devoid of feeling. Even with my

eyes closed, those vile acts of violation and torment kept replaying in my mind.

The youthful energy and optimism that once filled me were no longer there; instead, numbness and sluggishness. Now, only endless shame and helpless resentment occupied my entire

being ! I felt as if every drop of blood in my body was

tainted, every cell like a sharp sword piercing my skin and soul. My heart

wanted to fight back, to scream, but there was no outlet. I felt like I had been pushed to the edge of an abyss,

about to plunge into endless darkness! But before collapsing, I seemed to be struggling to stand

up , even though I might collapse again immediately. What sustained this last bit of strength was perhaps my

husband and home far away in America.
Thinking of this, tears finally streamed down my face. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I managed to hold them back.

For someone as reserved and self-respecting as me, this felt like the sky had fallen!
But what chilled me to the bone was something even more terrifying, something that had been troubling me for days,

something I had been too afraid to confront. It was that feeling—

that vague thrill of betraying myself, that sense

of fulfillment that arose within me when I was being lewdly and violently violated by strange men, something I, as a police officer, had never experienced.
I lowered my head, biting my lip in resentment, my bleeding heart unable to believe the shameful things I had done yesterday.
Under the blatant and indecent assault of countless strange men, her body had gradually developed

a strange , a strange pleasure secretly arising from the lewd stimulation. As for her later submissive

words and actions, even her lewd behavior after completely surrendering to men, these were things she

would never ! And today, she

had done it in front of countless lewd men and countless prostitutes!
She had even done it willingly!
"Oh God!—" I cried out in my heart, "How could this happen?! Punish me, this traitor!"
A feeling worse than death washed over me.
The sky outside the window was already bright, the boundless darkness spreading and expanding through the city. Perhaps,

the only thing in this world that could save me was my husband and our home. How
could I escape this shadow of fear, how could I continue to live happily with this family undisturbed

? I gritted my teeth and looked at the phone in the dance hall.
Call my husband?
Several times, I made up my mind, walked to the phone, but dared not pick up the receiver.
My heart was like a willow catkin in the wind, wavering and uncertain.
The agonizing choice plunged me into deep helplessness. I could be ruthless, but I lacked the courage.

That strange feeling deep within me still lingered in my subconscious.
Finally, I mustered the courage to call my husband in America!
Darling, answer me! "Will you love me no matter what?" I

asked, .
"What? What did you say—?" my husband asked, bewildered.
"I mean, will you always love me? No matter what mistakes I make?" I

placed on that one sentence.
"Of course, Tingting! What's wrong with you?" "No! Don't ask me! I just beg you

to answer me honestly—do you love me?" "Of course I do! You are my dearest person! Of course I love you!" my husband answered

calmly .
"I—I mean, no matter what mistakes I make, you will—?" my husband said in a gentle yet solemn

tone , "Tingting, listen to me, from our school days to our marriage after we started working, you have always

supported me so much. Our love was never bought with money or anything else dirty! Do you understand? You are

the only one for me in this life!" "Really?" My voice trembled.
"Absolutely! No matter what happens, I will always love you! I will always love my dear wife with all my heart!"
"Darling! — Waaah…" I couldn't hold back anymore, tears welled up in my eyes, and I wanted to

throw my husband's arms and cry my heart out. "I understand! I will love you well too! Starting tomorrow

, I will go back to being the person I used to be, and I will wait for you to come home! Waaah…" "What, what's wrong, darling?" "Please

don't ask! Okay?" "I, I understand—" Li Dong answered inexplicably.
In my heart, everything seemed to become clear. Although I still had a little regret, for the sake of my loving

husband, I decided to forget everything that happened last night.
Suddenly, a voice came from the other end of the phone—the voice that would change my life, a

voice as lewd as mine yesterday: "Come on, darling, I can't wait any longer, come and fuck

my little cunt!" "Stop it, I'm on the phone, my little darling, I'll play with you later,

be good ." My husband's voice came from the other end: "Darling, I have something to do, international calls are expensive

, let's contact each other later, bye-bye." *Click*, the other person hung up. I felt like I'd been struck by lightning.

I understood—it was all a lie, all hypocrisy. Only yesterday's pleasure was real. I finally

understood everything Ah Feng had said.
I put down the phone, wiped away my tears, and turned away. I still wore the same lewd and seductive smile as last night.

From moment on, I changed. I became, deep down, a

prostitute who wanted to exchange her dirty body for men's money, a filthy whore who wanted to get pleasure from countless men's huge cocks.
When everyone woke up yesterday, A-Qiang pulled me, naked, into his arms. I responded with a typical prostitute's

lewd and infatuated laugh, and gently stroked his glans with my cold little hands:

"You filthy bitch, you slut, want it again? A hundred men aren't enough to satisfy you? You're the most..."

You slutty bitch! If I didn't have other things to do, I would definitely have fucked you properly. I said yesterday that

I would pay for everyone who fucked you. Although there were more than 100 people, the market price would be more than 20,000, but I

only brought 20,000 in cash today. I didn't expect you to be so powerful. You were

like nothing happened even after 100 people fucked you. You still wanted more when you woke up this morning. You were born to fuck bitches, hahahahaha. "I said,

'You've all given me so much pleasure. It takes ten years of cultivation to share a boat ride, and a hundred years to share a pillow. Since you've all fucked

my little cunt, then we're all friends. Consider yesterday a free gift from me, a

grand opening promotion. Please patronize me in the future!' Before I could finish, the men below were

whistling and cheering. At that moment, Ah Feng, who had been fucked by several men yesterday,

rushed over despite the semen still clinging to her genitals, snatched the 'tip' Ah Qiang had given me, and handed it to me. I refused, but

Ah Feng quickly put it in her bosom and whispered, 'Keep it here for now, I'll give it to you when we get out.' 'Thank you, sir.

We'll meet again someday. Sweet dreams tonight,' I said, blowing kisses to the equally naked men

. At that moment, I felt that we were naked together, without deception, without lies,

with clear prices, without backstabbing. This was the only pure land in the world. I love them, I love my

new profession, prostitute!" !!
After leaving "Lovers' Island," I couldn't help but chase after Ah Feng. After we'd had our fun, I said to her earnestly

, "Thank you, Ah Feng, my good sister. You taught me what good and evil are, and showed

me that there is still sincerity and purity in the world. But aren't you afraid I can't handle all these dicks? You didn't even

help me, humph!!!" Ah Feng laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight. She teased, "I've seen it all, what can't I handle

with a few dicks? You say I didn't help you? Well, look at all the semen in my pussy!

I was afraid you couldn't handle it, but I helped you deal with 70 or 80 people yesterday, humph!!!"

Ah Feng said, pretending to be angry and pouting her cute little mouth. "Okay, okay, my Ah Feng is the best, alright?

We'll split this money in half, and spend it all today, okay???" After I finished speaking, Ah Feng immediately tossed the "tip

" in her hand into the air: "Come on, let's sing, dance, and keep having fun!"
I turned around and glanced at "Lovers' Island" again. I will always remember that place, that

place that made me lose my virginity and yet left me with an indescribable aftertaste and temptation. I will come back.
"By the way, Tingting, do you still want to be your policewoman?" Of course! I want to be a policewoman during the day and

a prostitute at night, that's more exciting, hehe!!!
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The End
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