[Young Woman in the Woods]

Chapter 1: Obsession with a Young Woman

I just graduated from university this year and couldn't find a suitable job, so

I opened a motorcycle repair shop in the suburbs with the money I earned from part-time jobs. Despite my unremarkable appearance, I'm quite lucky with women.

Not I even had a chance to date, I unexpectedly met a beautiful, sexy, and wealthy young woman.

Every time we met, it ended in a passionate sexual encounter, and my life changed

dramatically.

To tell you how I met this rich young woman, it all started last summer.

It was a sweltering afternoon. There were no customers in the shop, and I was dozing off when I suddenly received a repair

call . It was Sister Zhang, who owned an adult products store just two blocks away.

Ten minutes later, I rode my bike to her shop. After figuring out the problem, I took out my tools and squatted down

on the sidewalk in front of her shop to start repairing the motorcycle.

Soon after, a sports car drove up, passed me, and stopped a short distance behind me. I glanced

at it; it was bright yellow, looking sleek and high-end. This color was perfect for a woman. While feeling envious,

I continued repairing the car.

After a while, I heard a car door close behind me, followed by the

sound of high heels. I turned around and saw a beautiful young woman getting out of the car, talking on the phone. My shop is right by

the roadside , and I see many young women here, but this woman truly amazed me.

She was a typical beautiful young woman from the East, not tall, but with perfect proportions,

a pretty face, and sexy red lips. Her long, black hair was styled in a typical young woman's updo. Although she wore sunglasses, it

couldn't hide her elegant air. She wore a silver, tight-fitting jumpsuit with a very low neckline. What she

wore on top was less like clothing and more like two long strips of fabric, branching off below her breasts and

extending upwards, perfectly cradling her large breasts. Her large breasts

swayed up and down with each step, appearing incredibly bouncy.

This outfit was incredibly daring and sexy, showcasing her curvaceous figure and alluring figure—enough

to make any man who saw her swoon. While

it's not uncommon for celebrities to dress like this at events like the Oscars, it was the first time I'd ever seen someone dressed like this on the street in such a small place.

The young woman glanced around briefly before continuing her phone call. Her sleeveless jumpsuit revealed her

arms were as white and smooth as lotus roots. She carried a delicate silver handbag that perfectly complemented the dress.

The skirt had a trendy asymmetrical hem; the longer side only reached her knees, while the shorter side almost completely exposed

her thigh . Unfortunately, the shorter side was facing me, and since I was crouching, I could almost see

the top of her thigh.

She was still on the phone. I observed her for a while; she probably hadn't noticed me watching her. So, when she walked up

to me, I casually turned my head away, pretending to check, but actually staring at her beautiful legs,

my gaze finally settling on her beautiful feet.

What captivatingly beautiful feet they were! Fair, delicate skin, adorable, small, rounded toes, and

each toenail meticulously painted with red chrysanthemums—these made them even more alluring, almost too beautiful to look at directly. Adorning these

feet were silver high-heeled sandals, their sexiness no less than

the crystal high heels often seen on blonde prostitutes in pornographic films. The slender, high heels, a full 12 centimeters, immediately

reminded a phrase I'd seen online: "jade feet paired with lewd shoes."

As the young woman approached the adult store, she glanced at me sideways, then, seeing no one around, slipped inside

. Only then did I put down my work, straighten up, and stare blankly at her high-heeled jade feet and sexy

legs. Such women were truly rare.

My gaze shifted to her back; the two pieces of cloth were simply tied behind her neck,

leaving her entire back bare. Looking at her lower body, she had a slender waist, a gently swaying, rounded, and pert bottom

, and long, shapely legs, though her thighs were rather thick. This devilish figure immediately reminded me of the

legendary Marilyn Monroe.

Moreover, judging from her bare back, I was certain she wasn't wearing a bra;

there wasn't . Instead, I noticed the outline of a thong on her round buttocks. Upon closer inspection, yes, it was a

thong, vaguely visible as a dark color, but unfortunately, the silver fabric was too eye-catching to see clearly.

Wow, what a glamorous and alluring woman! Today was truly a feast for the eyes; I only realized my lower body was starting to

harden.

The young woman disappeared as soon as she entered, probably going to the side of the counter.

"Hello, Sister Zhang!" That must have been the voice of the young woman who had just entered.

"Oh, it's Lina. You haven't been here for almost half a month. What have you been up to?"

"Nothing much! I'm at home with my husband every day. I just managed to squeeze in a quick trip to the company and then came here

."

"Really? Oh, come on, let me see you. You're absolutely stunning!" Sister Zhang said with a smile.

So the young woman's name was Lina, and she knew the shop owner, Sister Zhang. It seemed she might be here for fun.

At first, they were both speaking loudly, but then their voices immediately became softer. I was curious, so I listened carefully

. Then I heard the young woman named Lina ask softly, "Sister Zhang, has the crystal butterfly I ordered

arrived?"

"Yes, it has. I went to get it as soon as you called. It just arrived yesterday. I specially reserved it for you."

Wow, really? Such a sexy and charming young woman, who just said she's at home with

her husband , isn't she satisfied with having a man by her side every day? Why does she need to buy a crystal butterfly from an adult store? Could it be

for her own use? A series of questions flooded my mind.

Speaking of the Crystal Butterfly, I've seen it on sex toy websites before. Just looking at the pictures was incredibly

alluring : a butterfly-shaped silicone piece with a built-in powerful vibrator, secured to

the vulva by two thin straps on each side, and a small penis head on the butterfly that fits perfectly

inside …

The Crystal Butterfly left such a deep impression on me not only because of its unique design, but also because the advertisements claimed that women could

not only use it for home masturbation, but also wear it out to experience pleasure in a crowd.

Moreover, it guarantees secrecy and is definitely a great tool for women to achieve pleasure. Logically, Eastern women aren't as open as

Western women, but quite a few people still order Crystal Butterflies from various sex toy websites.

I've also seen many posts on these websites and forums sharing real experiences and suggestions after using such sex toys

, mostly personal accounts from female users. One female netizen, claiming to be a white-collar worker, even admitted

that she had already worn out several because she often used them to achieve orgasm in public… It's clear that Eastern women are even more promiscuous

than .

"Another extremely slutty woman!" I sighed inwardly. I'd only seen them online before, but today

I actually met one in person, and such a beautiful and sexy one at that. So, while working, I eavesdropped.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

"Absolutely! This is a second-generation product; I searched many places before finding it." That was Sister Zhang's

voice .

"This is exactly what I wanted!" The young woman seemed quite pleased. "Is it really wirelessly remote controlled?"

"Of course, and it even has three vibration levels. I'll take it out and show you if you don't believe me." Sister Zhang

paused for a moment , and I guessed she was taking out the crystal butterfly. "Here, this is the remote control switch. You just press it and..."

"Wow, the vibration is quite strong!" After a while, the young woman said, "It really is a new product! It

doesn't have the battery compartment anymore."

"Isn't that better? It's so discreet when you wear it."

"Yes, my old one had a huge box attached, so I could only use it at home. I didn't dare take it out

."

"Huh? This head feels much thicker than the old one." It was still the young woman's voice.

"It's thickened and lengthened, so it'll be more comfortable to use."

"Hmm, not bad! I'll take this one. What else?" The young woman seemed unsatisfied.

"You mean the new products? Oh, right, there's also a crystal rod and a metal one."

"Let me see them both."

Less than a minute later, the young woman spoke again: "Hmm, this crystal one is quite realistic, I'll take

it; as for the metal one, I already have one, so I won't use it."

"This is different from the ones you've bought before!" Sister Zhang said confidently, yet mysteriously:

"Let me tell you, Lina, this one is temperature-adjustable, and it even has an ejaculation function."

"What? It can ejaculate?"

"Look, see? There's a small hole at the top. When you want it, you press it, and it can ejaculate

."

"Really? Let me see…it really does have a hole!" "

Would I lie to you? Think about it, a hot rod inserted, and it can

ejaculate , isn't that exactly what you need?"

"This…is it true?"

"Would I lie to you?" Sister Zhang seemed eager to promote her product. She

continued , "I only managed to get three when I went to buy stock. The other two were taken by a regular customer as soon as I got home."

"Two for one person?"

"Yes! It's that taxi driver named Xiao Lan, you know her. She's a regular

customer . She used it and thought it was great, so she came back for another one. So, this is the last one. If it weren't so expensive, I would have kept it for myself! Hehe..." Who would have thought that Sister Zhang, who

usually seemed so proper, had such a lewd side! 　　"Your shop is full of them, hehe, are you worried about not having enough?" the young woman chuckled. 　　"I'll use the ones from the store? What about my husband's? Throw them away?" 　　"Alright, alright, you're so happy to have a husband!" The young woman said with a jealous tone, "I'll take this one , wrap it up for me!" 　　"Okay, sure!" 　　"Sister Zhang, please keep an eye out for any new and unusual items when you get stock in the future." 　　"Don't worry, I will. I can forget other people's business, but I never forget yours." 　　"Oh, right, Sister Zhang, what about the medicine I asked for?" 　　Buying medicine in an adult store, could it be an aphrodisiac? I joked to myself. 　　"You want two bottles, right? I've already prepared them." That was Sister Zhang's voice. 　　"Yes, how much is it in total?" 　　"Including these three items, it's four thousand eight." 　　"Sigh, I say, you always want two bottles, why do you need so many? One pill is enough at a time." 　　"Sigh, Sister Zhang, you don't know, I have to give him two pills at a time for him to get hard." 　　Hearing the young woman's words, she really did buy an aphrodisiac. I was taken aback: this young woman was really something else , making her husband take two pills at once! Was she trying to play the "battle of attrition"? Thinking of this, an image flashed : a beautiful young woman, completely naked, riding on her husband's erect penis, her body writhing wildly, her expression one of unbridled pleasure—how alluring that would be! My lower body became completely erect. 　　"Lina, you know, this kind of drug is harmful if taken in excess." 　　"I know, but I can't help it. You can't expect me to only come once a month, and only for ten ?" 　　"Since your husband can't satisfy you, why don't you find someone outside…?" 　　"Sigh, actually, my husband is quite good to me. First, I can't betray him; second, I would n't even dare to think about it!" 　　It turned out the young woman's husband really did have a problem, and even if she had the desire, she wouldn't act on it. People often say that good women don't meet good men; it seems this is part of the reason! 　　At this moment, I finished fixing the car. I stood up. Luckily, I was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt, enough to cover my bulging crotch so no one would notice. I went into the shop. 　　"Sister Zhang, your car is fixed," I said loudly, ostensibly to collect the money, but actually to get a closer look at the woman named Lina. 　　Then I turned to look at the woman sitting behind the counter. "Oh, you have a customer? " I emphasized the word "customer," which made her blush slightly. She glanced at me briefly before quickly turning away. 　　"Okay, thank you. How much?" 　　"I replaced the ignition and cleaned the air filter. It'll cost thirty-five yuan."

"Wait here, I'll give you your change," Sister Zhang said, looking down to find the money. The young woman didn't look at me again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I lavishly sized up the young woman. She was indeed pretty, radiant, and

her skin was flawless and fair wherever it was exposed. Because she was sitting sideways, her breasts appeared even more

prominent. What's more, under the silver fabric covering her chest, I could vaguely see two

small protrusions at the tips of her breasts—her nipples were clearly visible, indicating that she wasn't wearing a bra.

The young woman probably noticed me looking at her and turned to glare at me again, her gaze then falling on my

lower body . I looked down and, although she was wearing a long t-shirt, the bulge was still vaguely visible. My face flushed, and I

quickly turned my head away, not daring to look at her. At this moment, Sister Zhang had found the money and handed it to me. I took the money and only said, "Sister Zhang

, I'm leaving. Just call me if you need anything." After saying that, I left without looking back.

As soon as I stepped out the door, I heard the young woman whisper, "He's here to fix your bike, right?"

"Yes! What's wrong?"

"Will he hear what we were saying?"

"Probably not? We were so quiet."

"But the way he looked at me was a little strange… He was even peeking at me when you were giving me change…"

"I say, Lina, you're so beautiful, and you're dressed so alluringly today, any man would like

to look at you ! Especially a naive young man like him."

"But he…"

"You're overthinking it. I know this young man. Although he doesn't have a girlfriend yet, he's a very decent person.

He blushes when he sees a woman; he doesn't have any bad intentions. Don't worry!"

I listened to Sister Zhang's assessment of me while lingering, feeling genuinely pleased. To avoid arousing suspicion,

I started my motorcycle and drove off. But I still wanted to see the young woman one last time, so I got off at the corner and hid behind a tree

to watch.

After a while, I saw the young woman come out of the adult store carrying a red paper bag, and she glanced back

. Wow, she spent thousands of yuan on a whole bunch of sex toys! She's certainly spending a lot! Looks like she

'll have a good time tonight. It's not hard to imagine this sexy, alluring young woman, alone at home,

secretly putting on her crystal butterfly toy, remote control in hand, indulging in the pleasure of her genitals vibrating –

what a stimulating and erotic scene that would be!

I hid behind a tree, admiring her alluring back and thighs, still incredibly aroused. I really wished I had

a DV camera to film her breasts jiggling and her hips swaying as she walked.

The woman glanced back cautiously before getting into her car. She left the street and drove onto the highway leading to the suburbs.

I was eager to see where this woman, who spent 4,800 yuan on sex toys, lived and what she did, so I

followed her on my bike at a distance.

The woman drove straight out of the city, her speed fluctuating, making it difficult for me to keep up. Luckily, her bright yellow

sports car was very conspicuous, so I wasn't worried about losing her. Shortly after leaving the city, I suddenly saw her taillights illuminate, so

I slowed down as well. She turned off the makeshift exit on the side of the road onto the right side.

I knew there was a river below, and the exit was probably for hauling silt, but there was no road there! I was

puzzled got there and saw that there was an overpass crossing the road and the river. Parking was possible under the bridge piers,

and it was very discreet; you wouldn't see it from the road unless you specifically looked for a spot.

I rode my motorcycle a little further before stopping, pushing it onto the sidewalk. The young woman had indeed parked her motorcycle

under the bridge piers. What was she going to do? I was curious, so I hid in the bushes under the roadside trees.

This spot was perfect; I could see the driver's seat from above.

I watched as the woman picked up the red paper bag, took out a box, and looked through it. I guessed

it was the box containing the remote-controlled butterfly. It's normal to be eager to see what you've bought! But

why choose a spot like this? I asked myself these questions as I continued watching.

The young woman then opened the box and took out something with several black straps that, from a distance,

looked like a woman's thong.

As she played with the thong-like object, I noticed a butterfly-

shaped , blue thing with a thick, thumb-like, crystal-

clear stem attached to it. This must be the crystal butterfly she mentioned. Maybe she was just looking at it!

Why ?

Then she took out a piece of paper, which looked like an instruction manual. She held the crystal butterfly in one hand and

the manual for a few minutes. Then she pressed the crystal butterfly below her abdomen and grabbed the remote control, suddenly looking very

excited. Good heavens! You're not going to use it here, are you?

To my surprise, she put the crystal butterfly down, opened the car window, leaned half her body out, and

looked around. I quickly hid. Peeking out again, I saw the car window was closed. She was still in the driver's seat, but her body

was raised , her chest and abdomen protruding, her buttocks off the seat. Her hands reached into her skirt on either side of her body, as if to

take something off. Then she sat up again, bent down, and took something from under her feet, throwing it on

the passenger .

This time I finally saw it clearly: a pair of small purple panties, very

conspicuous . So she had actually taken off her panties. No way! Although the crystal butterfly was indeed something women wore

, buying it and using it immediately—that was too hasty!

Sure enough, she picked up the crystal butterfly, kissed the small penis head, then lifted one leg,

slipped one side onto her thigh, and then pulled it up to the inside of her thigh. She tilted her head back, her mouth open, as if to

straighten the crystal butterfly and make it reach its proper position. Finally, she felt for something under her skirt, found it, and tied it on

the other side.

Having finished all that, she leaned back in her seat, seemingly satisfied, her legs raised and spread apart. One hand touched her

vulva below her abdomen, while the other stretched out on the steering wheel, holding something—I guessed

it was the remote control.

Suddenly, she shuddered, her head snapping back; I guessed she had turned on the vibrator. Then she

snapped back again—probably to the second setting. A few minutes later, she suddenly jerked her head back forcefully, her hand that had been caressing her vulva

moving to her chest. At first, she squeezed and kneaded one breast through her clothes, then she reached inside and frantically

kneaded her own breasts.

Wow, what a feast for the eyes today! I inadvertently witnessed a young woman's entire act of arousal.

My face flushed and my heart raced; I instantly got an erection again.

"Continue!" I thought to myself. But she suddenly pressed a button on the remote control, then sat

up , as if to rest. After a few minutes, she grabbed a red paper bag, put the box, instruction manual, and other items

inside, and placed it on the back seat. Turning around, she seemed to realize her underwear was still there, so she picked up the bag again and

lightly inside. I just didn't see her crystal butterfly pendant; the only reasonable explanation was that she

was wearing it and hadn't taken it off.

Sigh, is this the end of the show? I muttered to myself. Perhaps it was too stimulating, or perhaps I was too afraid to be too unrestrained in the middle of nowhere

!

By then, the young woman had started the motorcycle, so I had to get up and push it back, only daring

to start . I stopped after riding about a hundred meters.

No, to see this sexy young woman again in the future, I have to find out where she lives. With that thought,

I pushed my car

onto the sidewalk and hid behind a tree to wait for her. A little while later, the bright yellow sports car drove back onto the road. I waited until she was quite far away before following

her. Her speed suddenly increased; luckily, there weren't many cars on the road, or I would have lost her.

Less than five minutes later, some fruit stalls appeared on both sides of the road ahead. I saw her slow down and stop at

the roadside, seemingly to buy some fruit. After getting out of the car, she looked at each stall, still carrying

that silver handbag. Although she seemed nonchalant on the surface, a closer look revealed something unnatural. Others

might not know, but I knew very well that she was still wearing that crystal butterfly pendant, which made her

look unnatural .

I had once seen an advertisement on a sex toy website saying that the crystal butterfly could be worn

anywhere , allowing women to secretly achieve orgasm even in crowded places. I never believed it before; how could there be

such a sexy woman? But today I saw it with my own eyes, and I had to believe it.

The young woman wandered around and finally stopped in front of an old lady's fruit stall. It

was more of a straw mat than a fruit stall, but the pears piled on it were huge and tender. The young woman squatted down, her legs together, her hands

pressing against the back of her skirt, and began talking to the old lady. Perhaps the price was right, because the young woman began carefully

selecting the pears one by one.

Her alluring figure and sexy attire attracted many glances, but she paid them no heed. I deliberately

walked past her to see if she really was wearing that crystal butterfly. Sure enough, there were several straps on her

sexy round buttocks and thighs, vaguely visible as black. My heart pounded, and I squatted down

at another stall nearby to buy pears.

A little while later, the young woman got into a car with her pears. She was heading out of town. Should I follow her or not

? I hesitated, but then I thought that it was a rare opportunity to encounter such a hot, sexy young woman, and it would be

good to see where she lived, so I decided to follow her.

We were out of the suburbs in the blink of an eye. Another open-air market appeared ahead, right by the roadside. She stopped the car again and

got out, seemingly to buy groceries. To avoid being noticed, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and overtake her, turning into the market and

parking in a good spot.

The young woman entered the market, bought some fresh vegetables, attracting quite a few stares, seemingly oblivious.

Looking at her haughty expression, I felt a thrill. This was a public place, with

so many people around, and she could still walk around with a remote-controlled butterfly clipped to her pants—in a word: provocative!

After buying her groceries, the young woman carried a bag back. Then I saw her raise her right hand, seemingly

holding no one was looking, and immediately froze, her lower abdomen contracting, her body trembling. After

a few seconds, she started walking again, but her legs were tightly pressed together, as if afraid something would fall—

extremely unnatural. Only

now did she dare turn it on vibrate? It seems women should thank not only the inventor of the dildo, but also

the inventor of remote control technology!

The young woman didn't stop after getting in the car until a fork in the road appeared, at which point she turned in. I

saw it was a villa area, nestled halfway up a hill, hidden by green trees. Luckily, the security guards at the gate were busy preparing

dinner and weren't too strict, so I entered the villa area as well. Wow, the environment was truly beautiful! Each villa

occupied 300 square meters, with lush lawns in front and behind, surrounded by trees of varying sizes.

How wonderful it would be if I could live here!

I admired the scenery, following the young woman at a distance. She drove for a while before exiting the community road, which

became a small road that turned a corner. Dense woods lined both sides of the road, and finally, she

stopped . I pushed the car into the bushes. I'd heard that upscale residential areas usually have surveillance cameras, so I dared not make any rash moves and

could only quietly observe the young woman's every move.

The young woman got out of the car carrying only the pears and vegetables she had bought. Just then, a nanny was

playing with a little girl, about two years old, at the door. As soon as the little girl saw her mother return, she ran towards her.

The young woman handed the pears and vegetables to the nanny, knelt down, and hugged and kissed the little girl.

Then the nanny produced a pair of slippers from somewhere, which the young woman put on, and casually placed the high-heeled sandals

on the steps by the door. Then, the young woman and the nanny chased and played on the grass.

Seeing this, I had a sudden thought. If she left the shoes there, I could just go inside. Such a sexy

pair of high heels, worn by a woman like her—it wouldn't be a wasted

trip . Although I had never stolen anything before, today, for these shoes, I would make an exception.

After a while, the young woman carried the little girl back into the house. Less than five minutes later, she came out supporting a man . The man appeared to be her husband; he was very thin, wearing hospital clothes, and looked like he might fall at any moment

if the young woman hadn't been supporting him .

Despite this, the two still seemed very affectionate.

It was getting late, and the nanny came out to call them. The young woman then helped the man into the house, seemingly to

have dinner.

The outside was deserted; it was the perfect opportunity to steal the high heels. Just

as I was hesitating whether to act, the young woman came out again alone. She walked to the car, opened the door, took the

red paper bag containing the sex toys down, and then picked up the high heels from the steps and went inside. Although I lost one...

I had another chance, but I noticed she had changed into a professional woman's outfit, not something she'd wear at home; it seemed like

she was going out.

Could it be? With her husband so sick and her daughter so adorable, shouldn't she be staying home with her family?

Why would she go out now? I was puzzled, so I decided to continue waiting in the woods.

The young woman really was going out. She stayed home for less than an hour before getting back into her car. The car

started quickly and sped off onto the small road leading away from her home.

Once she turned onto the main road, I started my motorcycle and followed her. I don't know why I did that;

maybe it was just a strange impulse!

The young woman left the villa area, not going very fast downhill, but she increased her speed once on the main road and headed straight for

the city center. I had to drive very fast to keep up. In the blink of an eye, we entered the city, and thankfully, I could still keep up. A few minutes

later , the bright yellow sports car stopped in front of a car dealership and then pulled into

the parking space in front of the store.

The young woman got out of the car and went inside. There were several staff members there, who seemed to treat her

with great respect . The young woman went upstairs and never came down again. It seemed the 4S shop belonged to her family; perhaps

her husband was unwell, leaving her to manage the business. No wonder she was busy going out again so soon after dinner.

Taking advantage of the young woman's absence, I grabbed a quick bite at a nearby restaurant and then

sat on the concrete railing by the roadside, continuing to stare at the 4S shop and the bright yellow sports car.

It was almost 9 pm, and it was already dark. Perhaps the South's economy is booming, which has also led to a flourishing of prostitution.

In the less than an hour I was squatting by the roadside, three scantily clad, alluring women approached

me, seemingly soliciting prostitution.

The first two were very young and rather plain-looking, and I immediately refused them. After a while, a

slightly older woman with short hair came over, wearing a tight t-shirt and hot pants, highlighting her ample breasts and hips. At first glance, she did resemble the

young woman , only she was more voluptuous and taller.

She walked straight up to me: "Handsome, what are you doing squatting here all alone? Aren't you lonely?"

"Lonely!" Looking at this woman's high, firm breasts and two round, long legs, I suddenly felt a

surge of desire.

"Want to play something?" She stood on the ground, stretching out one leg onto the concrete railing in front of me. Since

the concrete railing of the sidewalk was more than a meter higher than the road surface, I was on a high vantage point, able to see

the deep cleavage of her breasts at a glance.

"What kind of play? What's fun?" Sigh, I guess I'll just have to practice my eloquence and build up my courage by talking to her!

"Of course, I'll play something fun! Like, me!"

"Play with you?" I jumped down and stood on the ground.

Seeing me jump down, she thought I had agreed and reached out to pull me: "Come on! Take off your clothes, you

can play whatever you want, however you want!"

"How much?" I stared at her chest, thinking it was too good to pass up.

"Since you're a local, I won't lie to you. 'Fast food' will cost you 100."

"100? Do you want my mouth and breasts?" I turned around and leaned against the railing. I had never

hired a prostitute before, so I couldn't bring myself to say words like oral sex or breast sex.

She quickly leaned against the railing next to me: "You mean oral sex and breast sex? That'll cost an extra 100."

"What about overnight?" "

400 overnight."

"400? That's too expensive!" I had already heard that was the price, but I was still shocked. You know, I

run a shop, and I only earn 400 after working hard for half a month.

"400 is too expensive? If you're willing, I'll play with you all night! Besides, I'm from Northeast China

."

"So what if I'm from Northeast China?"

"Haven't you heard the saying 'Northeast beauties are sexy, big breasts and tight pussy are the easiest to fuck'? Hehe, just

like !" As she spoke, she actually thrust her chest against my arm.

"Your breasts are definitely big," I glanced down at her lower body, "but are they really tight?"

"Believe it or not, I can clamp this thing down on you?" she said, and under the cover of darkness, she reached out and touched my

crotch .

"Huh?" I knew that prostitutes were always outspoken, but I didn't expect this woman to be so bold.

I quickly pushed her hand away.

"Hehe, I didn't know! You're small, but your thing is quite big!" She grinned lewdly, "How about it? Come to my

place , I'll open your eyes, I guarantee you'll want to come back to me after you've had your fun."

"I'm still a student, I do want to, but I don't have any money." I pretended to be poor.

"How can you not have any money? Students these days are the richest. Last week, a high school student asked me to go to his

house to spend the night with him, but when I got there, I found out he had a friend there too!"

"A threesome? You're not going to charge them double, are you?" I was shocked. It seems that young people these days are really

bold , calling a prostitute home for the night when no one else is home.

"Isn't that right? They offered it to me willingly, and I earned double the overnight fee in one night." The short-haired girl seemed

a little excited.

"So you must have enjoyed it?"

"Two grown men at the same time, how could I not enjoy it? Hehe, two greenhorns like you, you

really made me feel good."

I didn't say anything, just looked at her. She realized she had said something inappropriate, so she pulled me again: "How about this, since you

're still a student, it'll only cost three hundred yuan to spend the night with you. I'll give you the full service, and you'll have a

good time, how about it?"

"Forget it, I'm waiting for someone."

"Come on, my place isn't far from here, it'll only take a few minutes, I guarantee you'll enjoy it!" She reached out and touched my

crotch again, and squeezed my penis hard through my pants.

I looked down at her jade hand 'busying' on my crotch, thinking about her shameless

way , and I felt an indescribable disgust. I immediately pulled out twenty yuan: "How about this, I can only buy you a drink

. I really have something to do, I'll come back to you another day, okay?"

I actually had a lot of respect for these prostitutes, after all, they earned their

living , but their eagerness and behavior towards men for money was really unappealing.

"You really don't want to play?" She stopped rubbing me and looked at me. In that short moment, my uncooperative

penis had been completely aroused.

At that moment, perhaps because I was still thinking about the young woman named Lina, I became even less

interested in these people, so I repeatedly apologized.

"Then come find me again when you want to play!" Seeing that I couldn't squeeze anything out of her, she

took the money, stuffed it into her bra, and left dejectedly.

Finally, I got rid of her, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I jumped back onto the railing and sat down, recalling

the scene of her pinching me and the feeling of her breasts brushing against my arm—it felt so good! Even though she was a "prostitute," if

I hadn't been thinking about the young woman from the 4S shop across the street, I might have gone with her, and my twenty years

of adolescence would have ended in a "prostitute's" bed. That was close!

I calmed myself down, and about half an hour later, the young woman from the 4S shop came out. She drove off,

but not home. What was she going to do? Could she be having some kind of nightlife? Since I've been following you for most of the day

, let's see what you're up to one last time. I followed her again.

After driving two blocks, the young woman stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated shop. I looked and saw it was a

women's lounge, with a neon sign openly displaying "No Men Allowed." It seemed like

a legitimate business.

I stood by the roadside for a while, observing that everyone, from the staff to the customers, was indeed

women . Sigh! It seemed this young woman, aside from her slightly provocative attire and behavior, was actually quite well-behaved and a respectable

woman. Looks like tonight's prospects are gone. "I should just go home!" a voice in my head told me. But another voice

said, "Wait, what's wrong with taking one more look?" And so, conflicted, I waited for over an

hour.

It was already 10:30, and the young woman was nowhere to be seen. Just as I was about to turn back,

several , including the young woman I was waiting for. They chatted and laughed, then got into their respective cars; they

all appeared to be single women of marriageable age. The young woman named Lina, walking among them, was

exceptionally beautiful and had a stunning figure; she was incredibly charming.

This time, she really was going home. She got into her car and drove out of the city without stopping again. I followed her all the way back

to the villa area in the suburbs. I didn't go in; I watched her enter the community before leaving.

It was almost midnight when I got back to the repair shop. I lay down on the bed, but couldn't sleep; my mind was filled with

the image .

I really couldn't understand why I was so infatuated with such a strange young woman. She lived in a villa, was young and beautiful,

and had a family; I repaired motorcycles, was single, and had no ties. One was like heaven, the other

like something I shouldn't even be thinking about. But her captivating figure that afternoon, her conversation with Sister Zhang, and her

lewd behavior when she tried out the Crystal Butterfly under the bridge—all of this lingered in my mind.

Chapter Two: Passion in the Woods

In the days that followed, every evening I would go to the entrance of the 4S shop and wait. Around eight o'clock,

the bright yellow sports car would appear precisely on time. I followed the young woman for three consecutive nights. I noticed her routine was very

regular . After dinner, she would leave home, first going to her shop to manage the business, then going to a women's lounge where she would stay

until after 10:30 PM, always returning home alone. Logically

, although her husband seemed impotent, she was so wealthy and had so much time; she could easily have affairs without anyone knowing. But she didn't, at least not during the three days I followed her. Therefore, I was certain she was a woman who was promiscuous but not promiscuous. I used to think she would cheat on me—how petty of me! 　　But then I thought, she's a young woman, in the prime of her sexual life. Could those sex toys really satisfy her? I admit that various sex toys can bring pleasure, but they can't bring true feelings. I 've always believed that women, especially young married women, need a man to comfort them; sometimes , intimacy is more important than anything else. 　　I'm a man; I can definitely help her. The more I thought about it, the more determined I became to help her! But what could I do? She was in the spotlight, and I was behind the scenes, not even having a chance to speak. 　　If all else fails, I'll rape her! 　　'Rape?' The thought startled me. To my neighbors and even the customers who came to my car repair shop, I was a model young man. How could I possibly do something so heinous? 　　But if I didn't do it this way, I'd have no chance to get close to this woman I'd long admired, let alone have her. 　　Yes, rape. Being able to have sex with a woman like her even once would be worth being locked up for ten or twenty years . 　　To achieve this shameful, 'noble' goal, I began to meticulously plan my ' rape .' 　　First, the location. While following her, I noticed that to get home, she had to leave the main road and take a side road . No one but her family would take that road, and there was a bend in the road with dense woods on both sides, making her invisible even from the main road or her house. Yes, the best time would be when she's walking home alone at night. I'd find a way to lure her out of the car at a bend in the alley and then rape her. 　　Having chosen the time and place, I was very happy, but how could I make her willingly let me rape her without resisting? I thought the best way was to be straightforward and tell her that I would only rape her, not harm her. She had mentioned that she hadn't had a proper "battle" with her husband in a long time, and she must be very horny. If I brought something she liked… 　　then I remembered that I had a very special female sex toy in my collection: a revolver . I bought it in an underground sex shop when I was shopping alone in Thailand. The handle was a regular revolver, but the barrel was a thick, long realistic dildo. The dildo and handle were made of silicone, and it was supposedly very popular; prostitutes and respectable women alike would buy it, so I bought one too. 　　When I was buying it, I noticed that two Japanese women who looked like flight attendants next to me were also very interested in it. Not only did they each buy one, but they also used it to joke with each other, poking each other's bodies. The scene made me very .

This young woman named Lina also likes novelty toys, doesn't she? If I show her a penis gun, she

probably won't refuse. Yes, I'll take it!

Having made up my mind, I was thrilled with my idea. I quickly found the penis gun; I really wanted

to see what it would look like with that big thing inside her.

On the fourth day, the shop wasn't very busy after noon. I ate lunch and went straight to sleep, not

waking up until dinnertime. I went out to eat something, bought a pair of pantyhose to use as a hood, and even found a pair of hiking pants with pockets on

the legs to store the penis gun.

After doing all that, I rushed to the women's clubhouse and waited. Around 8:00, the bright yellow

sports car appeared as expected and parked at the door. She usually didn't come out until 10:30 and got home around 11:00,

which gave me plenty of time to get ahead of her. I hoped nothing would go wrong tonight!

I rode my bike to the villa area first. Taking advantage of the darkness and the security guards' inattention, I went straight to

the grove of trees in front of her house, hid my bike, and placed some thick branches across the road as if they had fallen naturally.

After that, I sat in the grove and waited, vowing to get her tonight.

Finally, around eleven o'clock, the familiar bright yellow sports car turned off the side road. Just as it

rounded the bend, the car stopped in front of the branches, as I expected. The door opened, and a woman got out. I

recognized her immediately—it was the young woman. Tonight, she wasn't wearing a skirt, but a tight-fitting blouse and light blue

jeans , and still her silver high-heeled sandals. I looked around and saw no one else in the car. It seemed like fate had smiled upon

me.

She got out of the car, glanced down at the branches on the ground, looked around again, and seeing no one to help,

she bent down to move the branches herself. Because her jeans were low-waisted and tight, they revealed a

charming glimpse of her waist as she bent over. Just then, I masked myself and quietly slipped through the car window to turn off the engine.

The young woman, unaware of what was happening, got up to look, but I was already beside her.

"Don't move! Robbery!"

"B-Big Brother, let's talk this out, I..."

"Don't scream! Do you hear me?" I whispered.

"Okay, I won't scream, I...I won't scream." The young woman seemed terrified.

"Turn around and put your hands on the hood!"

The young woman initially turned to the side, but upon hearing my words, she obediently placed her hands on the hood,

exposing her waist again. I caressed her waist; her skin was as smooth and delicate as silk, and her low-waisted, tight jeans

accentuated her uniquely sexy, round buttocks, further arousing my lust.

"B-Big Brother, what...what do you want?" the young woman asked urgently.

"Nothing! Just want to play with you."

"B-Big Brother, I'll give you money, as long as you don't hurt me."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I'm only after your looks, not your money." I stroked the young woman's back and the bra strap under her

shirt . I lifted her shirt,

revealing a deep purple bra that stood out against her white shirt. As far as I know, only daring and provocative women dress like that.

I remember once when I went grocery shopping, I saw a woman wearing tight pants and a black

sheer shirt. She had a great figure—full breasts, a slim waist, and was undeniably stunning. From the back and the side, she had a top-notch

figure. What was most striking was that her shirt was extremely transparent, revealing her skin, yet she

was wearing a bright red bra.

When I managed to get a better look at her from the front, I discovered that her bra had sequins on the cups

, reflecting a red glow in the sunlight. At that moment, I felt a surge of desire and became incredibly aroused. But

when I looked at her face again, I was so frightened that I grabbed the groceries and ran—it was covered in bumps, almost no smooth spot. Sigh, fate

really does play tricks on people! A great figure and beautiful breasts, but a beautiful face—a woman like that is probably only good for doing things in

the dark, or with a pillow over her face, as people often say!

Of course, tonight's young woman was different. Besides being sexy and charming, she was also noble

and dignified , making it truly impossible to hurt her.

I stroked her back for a while before straddling her, my lower body pressing against her buttocks, my hands reaching

forward to grasp and knead her breasts.

"No…no, if you keep doing that, I…I'll call for help," the young woman struggled.

"If you dare call, I'll disfigure you!"

At the mention of disfigurement, the young woman fell silent. Perhaps all women fear this move! I

chuckled , and at the same time, my hands began to unbutton her shirt. To scare her, I unbuttoned her shirt and

pulled a small pair of scissors from my pocket (using a real knife would be a different story, so I didn't bring one). Holding her

bra , I used the scissors to cut the connection between the two cups. The young woman genuinely believed I had a knife,

so she stopped struggling, trembling slightly as she let me do as I pleased.

"Don't move!" I said, reaching down to her lower abdomen to unbutton her jeans, pulling them halfway down.

Under the car lights, her buttocks were so round and white. And, just as I'd hoped, she was wearing

a thong, a pink, sheer fabric.

"Wow, what a beautiful butt!" I thought to myself, kissing her bottom.

To scare her, I deliberately used the tip of the scissors to lightly trace the fabric covering her vulva. The young woman

hurriedly covered her vulva with one hand, extremely nervous: "B-Big Brother, no, no... I

'll give you anything you want..."

"I don't want anything, I just want this!" I said, removing her hand,

kissing , and then tracing the inside of her thigh with the scissors: "Please open your legs a little!"

The young woman reluctantly opened her legs slightly. "That's more like it!" I straightened up, put the scissors back in my bag

, then reached down to her inner thigh, grasping and gently kneading the tender flesh under the fabric, my fingers occasionally

probing. The young woman had no choice but to grab my wrist, but I ignored her and continued to touch her. Suddenly, the young woman cried out "Oh!"

as if she had been electrocuted, squeezing her legs together. I was overjoyed; I had probably touched a sensitive spot.

Sure enough, my fingers touched a slit, and at the opening of the slit was a small, slightly

hard dot . Could this be the legendary clitoris? This is a woman's most sensitive spot. I

pressed it with four fingers together and rubbed it vigorously, and the young woman immediately squeezed her thighs together.

"Beautiful lady, did you understand my last sentence? I told you to spread your legs!"

The young woman reluctantly parted her legs a little. With more room to move, I increased the amplitude and

intensity . Perhaps it was the shock and fright, combined with the intense stimulation, but the young woman quickly became aroused; my hands and her

thin panties were completely wet.

Although the method was despicable and vulgar, I had finally touched the young woman, and her most private parts at that,

which excited me to the extreme; my penis was hard and throbbing. To be able to play with her a little longer, I had to

endure it . I forcefully pulled up the thin string between her buttocks, the small strip of fabric digging deeply into her vaginal

opening. I had seen this action in many pornographic films; it seemed to stimulate a woman's genitals.

I played with it for a while before letting go. Just as I pulled back the thin fabric covering her vulva, I suddenly noticed a tiny wire at the entrance of her vagina

. I was overjoyed; could it be some kind of remote-controlled device again? I pulled

the thin string of her thong to one side of her buttocks, then gently tugged it outwards. The young woman hurriedly reached back to

block, but she couldn't, and I pulled out a pink vibrating egg.

"You slut, you really want a man to fuck you, don't you?"

"No...no." "

Then why did you put a vibrating egg in there?"

"I...I..." Being discovered was more shameful than being naked.

"Where's your crystal butterfly? Why don't you use it to relieve the itch?" I put the vibrating egg in my bag, consider it

a trophy!

"Ah? Crystal butterfly?! You...how did you know?" The young woman was extremely surprised and turned to look at me.

"How could I not know? I've seen it with my own eyes." As I said this, I suddenly felt a little regretful

for some reason .

For some reason, the young woman suddenly stopped talking, just trying her best to look back at me. Afraid that she would recognize me,

I squatted down, lifted the stockings over her head a little, and stuck out my tongue to lick the opening of her vulva.

"Please...please, stop licking...oh..." The young woman's tone wasn't as frightened as before

; instead, it carried a hint of joy and tenderness.

I continued licking the young woman's already wet vaginal opening. She didn't move at all, letting me lick her. However,

the unique fishy smell of a woman's genitals was really too strong. But when I thought that not just anyone could lick a woman's genitals, I felt

incredibly confident. And then I thought about how almost every man in those pornographic videos had to lick women, so what

was ? With that thought, I suppressed the discomfort and focused on licking her vulva.

Because her lower body was being illegally attacked, the young woman trembled slightly, lying weakly on the hood of the car,

causing her waist and abdomen to sink downwards, making her genitals even more prominent.

This was the first time I had licked a woman, or more accurately, the first time I had given a woman oral sex. Gradually, I developed a liking for giving

women oral sex. I imitated what I saw on DVDs, sucking and tearing at her labia minora,

even sticking my tongue inside the slit and teasing it.

To be honest, I had never been with a woman before, so I didn't know that a woman's body had such delicate

parts , especially her labia minora. Holding them in my mouth felt like holding two pieces of jelly; the feeling was simply exquisite

!

I licked for a while until my cheeks started to ache before I looked up. Seeing the young woman still lying motionless

on the car, letting me lick her, I thought it was time to put my plan into action.

"Let me show you what it feels like to have this inside you!" I thought to myself, taking out the penis from my bag,

gripping the handle, and tracing the round head of the penis against the opening of her slit. Because it was already

incredibly wet, with just one push, the head of the penis slid in, and with another push, it was halfway in.

"Ouch! What are you going to use to penetrate me?"

"This, of course!" I said, pulling out the dildo and handing it to her.

"Huh? A pistol?" She looked at the thing in my hand with a hint of surprise.

"Yes, a pistol with a realistic dildo! Do you like it?" I whispered in her ear,

"I've admired you for so long, this was specially prepared for you." After saying that, I held the dildo back against

her vaginal opening.

Normally, if it were a rape, a woman would definitely fight back against such an assault,

but the young woman didn't. She just lay there, as if waiting for something. Seeing that she didn't resist, I

gently pushed, and the head of my penis went in. I pulled out and pushed in again, and it was almost halfway in. I held

the handle and thrust in and out until it was almost completely inside.

You know, this realistic dildo is twenty centimeters long. Sigh, a woman's vagina is truly unfathomable! It

seems my prediction was right. She liked this novelty, which is why she was willing to let me do it. I watched the thick, long

dildo slide in and out of her vagina, feeling incredibly excited, completely forgetting that I was committing a crime.

The young woman didn't resist at all while I was penetrating her; in fact, she even asked

me casually, "You don't sound very big, do you?"

"What do you mean big or small? I have another one, this one is much bigger! Want to try it?"

The young woman didn't answer.

"Silence means agreement." I pulled down my pants, took out my already hard penis, aimed it at her

vagina, and thrust it in halfway.

"How is it? Which one do you like?" I gently pumped in and out, but each time I only inserted halfway without touching

her body.

"None... none as thick and hard as that one, but... but..."

"But what?"

"But this one feels a little better."

"Really? That's right." I quietly pulled up my pants, still holding the dildo in my hand: "

Turn around !"

The young woman turned around shyly. Her bra had been cut off, and the two purple cups hung on her chest,

no longer able to cover her breasts. She covered her breasts with one hand, and her other hand barely covered her lower body.

"Could you take your hands off me, beautiful?"

"No...no, you can't do this..." she said, but both hands moved away simultaneously.

I took a step back, admiring this stunningly beautiful woman, half-naked and with her clothes torn open, especially her two

undeniably high breasts, more beautiful than any Asian woman's breasts I had ever seen on DVDs.

She was quite a sight. Her pink sheer panties were also incredibly revealing, barely covering anything; I could see

her light pubic hair and bulging vulva at a glance.

I was speechless with astonishment. She wasn't afraid of my staring; instead, her expression held a hint of

delight .

I stepped forward, first squatting down and kissing her panties, then standing up and cupping one of her

breasts in my hand, gently kissing her nipple. She tried to push me away, but it wasn't a real push; she was just supporting it.

Afraid she might do something to me, I handed her my penis: "Here, you can put it in yourself!"

"This thing? You really want to use it on me?" The young woman took it, examining it shyly yet joyfully

.

"Of course!"

"Never mind, you do it!" She handed me the penis, but her next action surprised

me even more: she shyly turned her head to one side, bracing herself against the hood of the car with both hands, her legs slightly

parted , deliberately exposing her vulva.

I took the penis gun, looking at her with suspicion. This cooperation was too strange! Never mind

, since you're letting me in, I'll do it. With that thought, I bent down and lifted her pink sheer panties

to the side, holding the handle and aiming the head of my penis at her vulva. Since she had already secreted a lot of vaginal fluid, it went in easily

. She even lifted her leg slightly to make it easier to enter.

"Hold it with your hands!" I commanded her. Actually, I wanted to free my hands to play with her.

"Like this?" The young woman actually stretched out one hand to hold the penis gun.

I stepped forward, reached out and grasped her two breasts. I opened my mouth to suck on one nipple,

but she was faster, reaching out and tearing off the pantyhose over my head. This startled me. I quickly

released her breasts, lowered my head and turned around, but she was even faster, pulling me back

around .

"I thought it was some kind of thug, but it's just a young punk." A hint of smugness lingered in her voice.

"Hey, young man, you're really bold. Do you even know whose house is up ahead? Daring to rape

a woman in a villa district, aren't you afraid I'll scream?"

"No, no, you won't scream." I glanced up at her and then looked down again.

Even I wasn't entirely confident.

"Oh, so confident? You really think I won't scream?"

"I'd love to hear you scream, but not scream at people, but scream during sex."

"That depends on whether you have the ability." She raised an eyebrow. "Tell me, what's next

? Do you want me to do this? Or are we going to start your 'real business'?" As she spoke, she gripped the gun handle and

lightly poked herself with a dildo.

Her boldness startled me, leaving me bewildered. "No, I suddenly don't want to anymore. Please let go,

I think I should go."

"Running away so soon? I thought you would…" She still held onto me.

"What will happen?"

"It will...it will really rape me!" She actually smiled shyly.

"Raping a woman is illegal, I know that very well."

"But you've already done this to me!" She straightened up in front of me.

"I haven't actually penetrated you yet, at most...at most it's just attempted rape." Saying that, I turned around to run away,

to get out of this place of trouble as soon as possible.

"Are you really going to leave?" She grabbed me again.

"Of course." I could only look at her.

"Then I'll call it rape."

"What if you don't leave?"

"Then I won't call it rape."

"What do you want?"

The young woman then shyly let go of my hand: "Finish...finish what you didn't finish earlier!"

"You mean, you want me to continue raping you?"

"You're such a young man, you can't just do things halfway, can you?" Saying that, she straightened up,

pulled one side of her thin panties to cover her penis, it seemed she didn't want to take it out at all.

"But rape is a capital offense! I think we should just let it go!"

"I'm not going to report you." She lowered her head.

"Really not going to report you?"

"Really," she whispered, "as long as you finish what you did, I won't report you!"

"But I still don't want to."

I thought she would give up after I said that, but unexpectedly she raised her head, crossed her arms, and glared at me: "You're

not impotent either, are you?"

I looked at her, not knowing what to say.

"Oh, I know, you're impotent, that's why you used a gun and a penis to rape women."

"Impotent? How could that be?" In my haste, I blurted out the truth: "Let me tell you,

didn't you just try two? The first one was fake, but the second one was real."

"The second one was real?" She didn't react for a moment: "You mean the second one is yours..."

"You don't believe me? See!" I took a step back, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my penis, pointing it at her.

"Oh, small for a person, but quite big for a thing!" She said, squatting down in front of me and staring intently at my penis

as if it were a masterpiece. "You really used it just now..."

I nodded. Seeing her slightly smug expression, I felt a sense of defeat. Sigh! Tonight I

intended to be a pervert, but I'd run into an even more formidable female pervert.

"So, this has already...not just attempted rape?" She looked up at me.

"Yes...yes, you...you should call the police!" I was utterly dejected.

"Call the police? I thought about it at first, but not anymore." She said, her gaze fixed on my

penis . Seeing this, I felt both joy and fear. Joy because the young woman's attitude

had completely changed after seeing my penis; not only did she not call the police, but she even looked pleased. Fear because I had indeed raped

her.

"Don't you want me to do anything?" She looked up at me, her face directly facing my penis,

as if could easily take it all in her mouth.

"You want me to?"

"Yes, like oral sex or something."

"Oral sex?" I was startled; this was the first time I'd ever used the word "oral sex.

" "Are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid!" Since that's the case, I won't stand on ceremony anymore. "Come on, give me a blowjob!" I

whispered .

"Why are you being so polite? What did you call me just now? Didn't you call me a slut?"

"Come on, slut, give me a blowjob!" I said, putting my penis to her lips. She gave me a lewd

smile and opened her mouth to take the head of my penis in.

There was a tree branch where she squatted down, which could hold the handle of the pistol-like penis in place, so there was no need to worry about it falling

. She held my buttocks with one hand and supported my penis with the other while giving me a blowjob, looking up at me and secretly

smiling .

I was at a loss, so I could only stand there with my penis erect, looking at this strange young woman in front of me. She was actually willing to

give me a blowjob, and every suck and swallow was so forceful and real, just like

lovers . I gently held her head, and she released my penis, sucking on my scrotum and testicles. I

could bear the stimulation, so I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, my penis rock hard. Sigh! It seems my

rape attempt tonight was just a charade.

Just then, her phone rang in the car. She quickly stopped: "Excuse me, wait a minute, I need to take

this call. It might be my husband." She stood up, pulled up her pants, and went to the car to get the phone.

Seeing her do this, my heart suddenly tightened. If she yelled, I was finished. I had to

run! Thinking this, I pulled up my pants and stood watching her, ready to run at any moment. Luckily, she

didn't. When she answered the phone, her tone was normal: "Hello, honey."

"You're still awake? Don't wait for me, go to sleep! I have something to do, I'll be back in a little while." She

held the phone in one hand and her erect penis in the other.

"At the company? Don't worry, everything's fine, everything's normal..." She said this while her chest

was still bare.

"What, my daughter wants to talk to me?" She hurriedly pulled up her pants, waved at me, and

pointed to her pants and shirt, as if asking me to help her put them on. I went over and helped her put

her pants on first, then buttoned up her shirt.

"Hey, sweet daughter, you go to sleep first, Mom has something to do, I'll be back in a while... Okay... By the way

, you go to sleep first, sweetie!"

Finally she hung up the phone, "Okay, it's all over." She reached for my penis, and I quickly stopped

her: "Don't do it anymore?"

"Don't do it? How can that be? You just got me aroused... Besides, if you don't do it, I won't give this back to

you tonight!" She thrust out her lower abdomen, indicating that my penis was still stuck there.

"It's fine if you don't return it, consider it a gift to atone for your sins."

"Atone for my sins? It's not that simple!" She actually squatted down, roughly reached out and unzipped my pants, pulling

out my penis .

"Beautiful lady, I'm really scared of you, what do you want?" This time it was my turn to be scared of her.

"What do I want? Weren't you eager to have me? How come you've lost interest in such a short time? Am

I not attractive enough?" She said, staring intently at me, her hand still tightly gripping my penis.

"No, it's because...because..."

"Because of what?"

"Because you're a good wife and a good mother!" To get away, I spoke half truth and half

flattery.

"A good mother? Hehe, but a good mother is still a woman even when she's naked!" She took my penis head into her mouth again.

"Besides, you have a husband!"

"But he can't...satisfy me at all!" She said as she sucked hard.

"I can't either!"

"No, you can!" She stopped and looked at me. "At least you made me really want it."

"We're in the middle of the road; it'll be troublesome if someone comes." I only had this last resort.

The young woman paused after hearing what I said. "That's true." As she spoke, she released my penis and, as

she stood up said something that shocked me: "How about we go somewhere safer?"

Sigh! It seems I've run into a female pervert tonight; there's no escaping it. I could only nod. She reached up

to adjust the buttons on her clothes. While she was doing so, I bent down and cleared away the branches I had scattered on the ground...

"Oh! I didn't realize you were so considerate." The young woman looked at me. She had already finished adjusting her clothes and

got into the car first.

Just as I finished clearing the branches and was about to get in, she stopped me. "Sit in the back seat; be careful someone sees you!"

I had no choice but to sit in the back. As soon as I settled in, she handed me something. "Eat this."

"What is it?" I looked at it and saw a small blue pill.

"Never mind! You have to take it!"

Seeing her resolute attitude, I had no choice but to swallow the small pill.

She didn't drive out of the villa area, but headed up the mountain. I felt relieved; it seemed she really wanted to find

a place for me to continue having sex with her. I just felt my body starting to heat up.

Five minutes later, the car arrived at a larger grove of trees. It was quiet and deserted. She stopped

the car: "This is it! No one should come."

She didn't get out of the car, but took off her shirt and bra in the car, then put the shirt back on,

tying a knot without buttoning it.

She got out of the car and went to the back seat, opening the door. I saw that she really wanted to have sex with me, so I unzipped my pants.

She looked at me: "What are you going to do?"

"For you!"

"No, we can't be in the back. My daughter often plays in the back. Let's go over there."

She pointed to the side of the car.

Only then did I notice a large, fallen tree not far away, its trunk thick enough to be embraced by a person, lying at an angle, almost

flat on the ground. Anyone with experience would know it was a perfect spot for "outdoor sex."

I had no choice but to get out of the car. She took a long wool cushion from the car, laid it on the tree trunk, and then

lay down on it: "Come on!"

I went to her, staring blankly at her. To be honest, encountering such a provocative woman on my first time, I

didn't know what to do.

"What are you standing there for? Didn't you want to rape me? Go ahead!"

Wow, so brazen! I couldn't resist my impulse, and with my body burning with desire, I pounced on her, one hand...

I held her down, pulling down her jeans with one hand. The young woman giggled and tried to stop me from taking them off. The more I

struggled, the more anxious I became. I finally managed to pull her jeans down halfway, but she still clung tightly to

her thin thong. Seeing I couldn't get it off, I reached down to her thigh and grabbed the thin string,

pulling down forcefully, but I tore the thong.

With her "defense" breached, her attempts to protect her were pointless, so she let go, simply

covering her genitals with one hand. I gently removed her hand, and she glanced at me before closing her eyes. Wow! I

'd never seen such a slutty woman. My penis was deeply inserted into her vagina, only the shaft protruding.

I held the penis, thrusting and rotating it inside her, thoroughly enjoying myself. A woman, especially

a beautiful, charming, married woman, willingly letting me play with her like this—I think I'm incredibly lucky

.

After about five minutes of playing, I was vigorously thrusting my penis into her when she looked up at me and said, "Is

this all you know how to do?"

"What else can I do?"

"You little pervert, if you want to rape a woman, you have to use your real thing!"

Hearing this, I immediately stood up and pulled down my pants. She also sat up, pulled

the penis set it aside, then lifted her leg and completely pulled down her half-undone jeans, placing them under her.

When she lay back down on the tree trunk, she was still wearing high heels, her shirt was completely open,

and her . Even so, she was practically naked. Not only

that, she spread her legs, looking at me with a slight smile, her fingers playing with the thin strings

on .

Ah, she was utterly lewd! I pulled down my panties, my penis erect, and pounced on her like a madman,

wrapping her shoulders and kissing her passionately. I thrust my erect penis wildly into her vagina, but the more I tried, the less I could

penetrate . She seemed to notice this, so she reached out a hand, grabbed my penis, and guided it towards her

opening.

This time I finally found the right spot. I thrust quickly; her vagina wasn't too tight, and it went in almost

completely. I thrust again, and it was all the way in. She groaned and hugged me tightly, then wrapped her legs around my

waist as if afraid I'd run away.

Although I'd watched a lot of porn, I'd never actually had sex with a woman. What should I do now?

I remembered that it involved thrusting. I mentally recalled the next steps during intercourse in those pornographic videos ,

but honestly, I couldn't bear to part with the wonderful feeling of being inside this woman, so I didn't move. 　　"Your scheme finally worked, didn't it?" 　　"Yeah." I nodded, too comfortable to move. Honestly, my penis felt so it felt like this was its true home. 　　"Seriously, you dare to mess with someone's wife right in front of their door, you've got some nerve!" She paused, then laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid I'll call the police to arrest you?" 　　"No!" I hugged her. 　　"No way! Hehe, then tomorrow I'll bring some people to your motorcycle repair shop..." 　　"Ah! How did you know... the motorcycle repair shop?" I straightened up and looked at her in surprise. 　　"How could I not know? Actually, I've known who you are for a long time. You came to fix Sister Zhang's car, right ?" 　　"No...no!" 　　"Still trying to deny it! Aren't you the young man who came to fix Sister Zhang's car? Sister Zhang said you were honest and upright, but in my opinion, you're just a little pervert!" 　　"So you knew who I was all along?" 　　"Hehe, otherwise, would you have succeeded so easily?" 　　"Aren't you angry that I've offended you so much?" 　　She didn't answer my question, just smiled, and after a while, she whispered, "I love the feeling of you tearing my labia! I love the feeling of it going inside me!" 　　"Really?" I braced myself against the tree trunk and lifted my lower body a little so that I could see my penis inserted into her vagina. 　　"Keep this position, don't move!" she said, moving her hands quickly between our lower abdomens. 　　"Okay." She withdrew her hands, and I looked down, unable to help but chuckle: she had tied a knot in the thin string of the torn thong around my penis, giving me the feeling of being tied up. 　　"Why are you doing this?" I asked, utterly confused. 　　"To keep that 'big bird' from flying away, of course!" 　　"How could it? Living in the best 'nest' in the world, how could 　　it fly away?" "The best? Then why is it still outside 　　?" "Well, it's in now." I said, thrusting hard. "Oh!" She tilted her head back: "Bad bird!" 　　"Bad bird? Then it's leaving!" I said, pulling out my penis, only the thin string of the thong still attached, barely withdrawing it from the vaginal opening. 　　"Come back!" she cried, pressing hard on my waist. 　　"Yes, ma'am!" I thrust again, this time inserting it completely. 　　"Oh, be gentle! You're really going to kill me!" She hugged me tightly, making it impossible for me to move. 　　"Do you really like me?" she asked. 　　"I like it!" 　　"What do you like about me?" 　　"I like the way you walk, and I like the way you look in high heels." I was just making conversation. 　　"Why don't you say you like the way I lie down with my legs spread? You little pervert." 　　"Hehe, I really want to thank you." 　　"Thank me for what?" 　　"Thank you for not calling security to arrest me." 　　"How are you going to thank me?" 　　"With this, of course!" I nudged her. 　　"Don't just say thank you, you have to move down there too!" 　　"How?" I asked casually, without thinking, but she blushed and said irritably, "Nine shallow, one deep, quick in and quick out, whatever you want!" 　　"Nine shallow, one deep, is that how it is?" I asked her while moving. Because I had no sexual experience, I could only guess. 　　"Yeah, something like that!"

Next, we hugged each other and moved our lower bodies in perfect coordination, but neither of us said a word. Finally,

I couldn't help but speak first: "There's something I've never understood, can I ask you?"

"Go ahead!"

"How did you know it was me?"

"I remember your voice! From the moment you mentioned 'Crystal Butterfly,' I knew it was you, because

you were the only man I encountered that day. And, you were spying on me from the moment I got out of the car."

"So you knew?"

"Don't think I didn't see you on the phone. Also, who was it that came into the store and leered at people? Tell me,

were you already having lustful thoughts then?"

"No."

"Then why is your 'down there'? And why were you following me?"

"Why did you buy those things?"

"I wanted to seek some pleasure, is that wrong?"

"There's a woman, so beautiful, with a family, who comes to buy those things to satisfy herself,

I'm not happy about that!"

"And then?"

"I followed her, to see if I could help her."

"So you chose to rape her?"

"Yes!"

"Do you think you helped her?"

"More or less!"

"Get lost!" She slapped me. "Can't you go faster? Why are you like an old man? So weak

."

"Yeah, yeah, faster! You said you wanted to go in and out quickly." I hugged her shoulders tightly and thrust in and out rapidly.

"That's more like it!" She hugged me tighter, and I thrust in and out with all my might.

"Hey, do you feel anything strange right now?"

"Yeah! I just feel hot all over, and my lower body is so itchy!"

"That's right, actually I'm itchy too!"

"What should we do?"

"Fast! Harder! That will stop the itch!"

"Okay!" I increased the speed of my thrusts.

"Hehe, young people are young people, the more you thrust, the harder you get, the effect is really obvious!"

I wanted to kiss her lips, but she turned her head away, so I could only kiss her earlobe.

At this moment, the only sounds in the forest were my rapid breathing and her moans as she was being thrust into, wanting to scream but not daring to. Just as I was launching

a full-force attack, she whispered in my ear, "Hey, when I tell you to stop, make sure you stop, and

don't move again!"

"Why?"

"I can't tell you that." She laughed, hugged me tightly, and started kissing me.

I guessed she was about to climax, so I slowed down for a moment, regulated my breathing, took a deep breath, and

thrust . Before I could even get into the swing of things, the woman clamped her legs around my waist: "Stop, stop, stop now!"

I had no choice but to stop.

"Ah...ah...so good, so comfortable!" the woman cried out, tilting her head back, her upper body lifting up from time to time, her hands pressing tightly against my buttocks, not allowing me to move, while she desperately thrust her lower abdomen forward, rubbing her clitoris hard against the base

of my penis . I had no choice but to push my penis in as deeply as I could. 　　I finally felt a woman ejaculate for the first time, and very successfully at that—she trembled all over, and suddenly my penis was enveloped by a wave of scalding heat, her vulva seemed to disappear, and my penis felt a sense of relaxation. 　　After the climax, she hugged me and kissed me passionately, and I kissed her back. 　　After a while, she let go: "Tell the truth, is this your first time?" 　　"What first time?" 　　"Your first time raping a woman, or, to be precise, your first time with a woman?" 　　"You...how did you know?" 　　"Raping a woman isn't that gentle. Kissing her butt, licking her...but when it comes to the crucial moment, I have to teach you everything." 　　"This is indeed my first time with a woman..." 　　"Really?" She was clearly very surprised: "You're really a virgin?" 　　I nodded firmly. 　　"Oh, thank God for this!" She cried out joyfully and hugged me. 　　In this quiet mountain forest, holding this woman I had admired for so long, still inside her, I thought I was the happiest person in the world at that moment. 　　After a while, she twisted her body: "Why are you still so hard? Didn't you ejaculate?" 　　"No." 　　"Then, do you still want to do me?" 　　"Yes!" 　　"Then continue!" 　　I straightened up, lifted her two thighs with both hands and held them to my chest. I licked the two incomparably sexy high heels and beautiful feet in front of me, while my lower body continued to thrust. 　　She looked at me with some surprise, and I quickly explained: "Your feet are so beautiful, even more beautiful in high heels, I love them!" After saying that, I continued to lick the soles of her feet and suck her toes. 　　Unexpectedly, she was so scared that she pulled her feet back: "No, stop licking." 　　"What's wrong?" 　　"I...I don't know, anyway, you're licking my feet, but it makes my lower body so itchy!" 　　"Really? Then I'll continue!" 　　"No, no, how about you change positions?" She straightened up and pushed me with her hands. 　　"Okay, let's change positions, you lie on your side." I put her legs down. 　　She lay down on the tree trunk as instructed, and as I thrust in and out, I took off one of her high heels. 　　"Why are you taking off my shoe?" 　　"To give you some extra stimulation!" I sucked on her toes, licking her delicate feet. 　　"Oh! It's so itchy, it really makes me want it." She reached out and rubbed her clitoris. 　　I pulled my penis out and rubbed it against her clitoris, then thrust it back in and pounded it in, playing for a while before stopping . 　　"Why did you stop?" 　　"I need to catch my breath. Besides, your thong is too tight," I said, untying the thin string and walking over to her: "Help me get hard." Actually, I wanted to take this opportunity to experience oral sex again. 　　"I didn't realize you were so refined, but you've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve when it comes to playing with women!" She sat up, grasped my penis with her hand, and while stroking it, she pressed my glans with her fingers.

"Suck me!"

"No way! It's filthy, I'll use this to do it for you!" She squeezed her breasts together, pressing

my penis between them and sliding it up and down.

"Give me a blowjob? That's great!" I was overjoyed; she had offered this herself, and I hadn't even thought of

it!

"How is it? Does it feel good?"

"It feels so good! I didn't realize you were so good at it. Do you often do it for your husband?"

"He won't get hard without it!"

She glanced at me, then didn't say anything more, just used her breasts to rub and squeeze my penis.

Soon , my "little brother" was hard and swollen.

"Okay, that's enough." She quickly lay down on her side.

"Want to play on your side again?" I walked to her thighs, and she lifted one leg. It seemed she really

liked the side-entry position.

"Mmm."

"Why?"

"It can go in deeper and make you last longer!"

"Alright, let's get started!" I thrust in, and it was fully inside me.

"You rascal! Be gentle!" She glanced at me, then grabbed one of her breasts and started pinching her nipple. I

lifted one of her thighs and thrust into her forcefully, watching her snow-white, voluptuous body and

her breasts swaying with my movements, completely forgetting about time.

After more than ten minutes, she finally spoke: "What time is it?"

I glanced at my watch: "Almost 12 o'clock."

"You little rascal, you've been at it for over an hour and still haven't finished. I should have known better than to give you the drug."

"Give me the drug? What drug?"

"I won't tell you!"

"See if you'll tell me or not?" I grabbed one of her legs and thrust into her again.

"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you," she looked at me, a little embarrassed: "It's...it's an aphrodisiac. It

was originally for my husband, but I had it in the car, so I gave you one."

"Why did you make me take it?"

"I was afraid you'd be like other men, and...you'd finish as soon as you penetrated me!"

"Have you been with other men?" I joked.

"You've done it before!" She seemed a little angry. "Let me tell you, besides my husband, you're the

first man to have slept with me."

"Really? I don't believe other men wouldn't have those bad intentions when they see you!"

"Yes, quite a few! But they're all lustful but cowardly. So far, only you,

you little pervert, have dared to go all out with me."

"Heh, it seems 'the bold get rich, the timid starve' is quite true!" I stopped catching my breath;

both us were covered in sweat.

"I knew it! My eyelids had been twitching these past few days; it was destined that I'd be raped by a little pervert. Oh,

by the way, little pervert, you still haven't told me your name!"

I told her my real name; at this point, I had nothing left to hide from her.

"And you?"

"My surname is Su, I won't tell you my given name!"

"Surname Su? I know even if you don't tell me, Su Lina, right?"

"Looks like you really did eavesdrop on our conversation!"

"Who told us to be so destined?"

"So this is how we meet? To be honest, I really want a younger brother."

"I've always wanted an older sister too."

"Get lost, is this how you treat your older sister?" She deliberately thrust her lower body.

I continued thrusting slowly, but she got impatient: "How long are you going to keep going like this?

How about , you lie down, I'll take your turn!" Lina got up and pulled me to lie down on the tree trunk, then sat down beside

me putting on the high heels I had taken off. After putting them on, she lifted her leg and straddled me, holding my penis, and slowly sat down.

She supported herself with her hands on her thighs, her body twisting and rising and falling rapidly, her two large breasts

swinging wildly. Finally, she even took my hand and placed it on her two large breasts.

This was really stimulating, and I gradually felt waves of pleasure coming from my lower body.

"Li... Sister Lina, I... I..." I straightened up and hugged her.

She stopped, looked down and asked me with concern, "What? Are you coming?"

"Yes."

"Just cum inside me, it's been a long time since I've experienced the feeling of a man ejaculating inside." After saying that,

she pressed me down and started thrusting her body rapidly again.

I couldn't take it anymore, struggling to straighten up and press against her waist, but she kept twisting her body,

laughing, incredibly lewd. "Oh... oh..." I opened my mouth wide, tilted my head back, and could barely speak

.

Suddenly, as if she knew my body's reaction, she sat down heavily and stopped. I could no longer control

myself and ejaculated violently.

"Oh..." When my penis throbbed and ejaculated, she cried out; when I ejaculated again, she cried out again,

as if she were the one ejaculating.

After I finished, I just wanted her to get down so I could rest, but she was still sitting on my lower abdomen, gently twisting her

body. After a while, she lifted herself up and spat out my penis. I took the opportunity to close my eyes and pant,

enjoying my first orgasm.

At that moment, I felt a heat in my lower abdomen. I opened my eyes and saw that she had taken a step forward, her vulva facing my

lower abdomen. Milky white semen was flowing from the opening of her vulva, covering my lower abdomen.

"Look at you, you shot so much inside me! It's a good thing I had a vasectomy, otherwise, you would have really

gotten pregnant." She said, trying to lift her leg to leave. I quickly held her legs down and made her sit

on my stomach.

"Is this what you want me to do?" She began to slide her body back and forth. "Smart! This way, you feel good and I

feel good too!" She straddled my stomach, her vulva pressed tightly against my lower abdomen, wantonly pleasuring me. Perhaps her buttocks touched

my penis, because she looked back and said, "Huh? Still hard! So you can still hold on? Then let me do it again

!" She said, moving her body back to my crotch.

By this time, my climax had passed, and my penis had lost much of its sensation; it was only there,

limply erect, due to the effects of the medication. Lina, however, didn't care about any of that. She leaned back, one hand pressing against my knee, the other...

She rubbed her clitoris vigorously, then grabbed my penis and pressed it against her vulva, rubbing it vigorously. Clearly,

she wanted to do it again. I was powerless and could only try my best to endure this beautiful young woman's lewd actions.

Gradually, my penis became harder again, and she noticed, so she sat up and began to stroke me.

She occasionally let out cries of pleasure, "Ah...ah..."

Suddenly, she changed her 'tactics,' turning her body to one side, grabbing one of my legs with both hands, while her legs

were spread to the side. This way, her lower body was pressed tightly against my inner thighs, like a pole

dancer , except that instead of a pole dancer holding the pole, she was holding my legs.

She thrust her body rapidly with my penis inside her. It felt like a side-entry position, but not quite;

perhaps a variation of a side-entry position! She was on top, in control, while I was on the bottom, forced to be passive. She

lifted her lower body, spitting out my penis, and moved her lower body forcefully, causing her clitoris to squeeze tightly against my penis, rubbing it hard.

Suddenly, she lifted her body, her vagina enveloping my penis, and began to sit on it forcefully, then

spitting it out again, squeezing my penis with her clitoris once more… I opened my mouth wide, my penis was in great discomfort, and only then did I experience

what it felt like to be raped by a woman.

She stopped to catch her breath for a few seconds, then resumed her rapid sitting on it, at a speed that made my heart race.

Suddenly, she stopped, her body trembling slightly, letting out a ecstatic moan.

I hadn't moved, but she had another orgasm, her vagina gripping my penis tightly, writhing continuously,

waves of heat washing over my glans. I couldn't bear the stimulation any longer and finally ejaculated again.

Amidst my excitement, I felt a sense of helplessness: I never imagined that my ambitious rape would end up like

a game of releasing a lamb into the jaws of a tiger.

She sat holding one of my legs, while I continued to lie down.

After a long while, she muttered to herself, "Ah... I came again, so good!"

"I think I felt you came too?" she asked.

"Yeah." I nodded.

She finally lay on top of me: "You gave me your virginity, don't you regret it?"

"No regrets!" I hugged her: "You were raped by me, don't you regret it?"

"I don't regret it! You made me feel so good, how could I regret it?" She said this clearly from the

bottom of her heart: "But, I do regret it a little..."

"Regret what?"

"Regret not meeting you sooner, if only you had raped me sooner!"

"So I did the right thing?"

She didn't answer my question, just smiled shyly.

"Okay, let's not lie there, get up! I have to rush home!" She said, covering her genitals with her

hand, grabbing my underwear and wiping herself down there, then taking a bottle of mineral water from the car and squatting down next to the car

to wash her genitals.

Perhaps it was the aphrodisiac, but my penis, which had already ejaculated twice, still had a slight hardness, limply standing there.

She came over to me, wiped me clean, and then kissed the head of my penis: "What a good baby!

If we weren't in such a hurry, I might have been able to do it again!"

"Okay, I've cleaned you up, so don't lie there. Get up and go home to sleep!" she urged.

I got up and put on my pants, and she put on her jeans as well.

I saw the purple bra on the seat: "Can you not throw this away?"

"Why?"

"I gave it to you."

"You ruined it..."

"I don't care, it's something you wore."

"You want something I wore? Why didn't you say so earlier? I threw away a whole bag of them yesterday!"

We got back to the car, and in the headlights, I noticed that her jeans were soaked.

"Sorry, I got your pants wet."

"It's okay, it's your skill!"

"Will your husband find out?"

"He's already asleep. I'll take a shower when I get home and it'll be fine." She raised an eyebrow and said, "How did you get here

?"

"I rode my bike."

"Where's your bike?"

"In the grove of trees not far from your house."

"Then I'll take you to get your bike."

Lina drove down the mountain, and when they reached the corner, she stopped the car: "This is the

scene . Tell me, what do you think?"

"What do I think? I'm already thankful you didn't call the police." I got out of the car and was about to leave.

"Come here!" The young woman called me again.

"What else?"

"Is this really your first time with a woman?"

"I swear, you're the first woman I've ever...slept with." I lowered my head, feeling no

joy , but more guilt.

"Here's two thousand yuan." She took out a wad of cash from her bag and handed it to me.

"What are you doing?"

"This is for you."

"You're giving me money?" I was completely baffled. What kind of young woman was this?

She smiled and said, "I heard that if a young woman and a virgin boy... after she deflowers him, she has to give him a red envelope

, otherwise it's bad luck. Just take it!"

She placed the money in my hand. "I can borrow your toy gun for a few days. One thousand yuan is

the rent , and the other thousand yuan is to buy a cell phone. Just send me a text message after you buy it, and don't call me. Here, this

is my phone number." She handed me a business card.

"Will... will there be a next time?"

"Of course! Do you think this is the only time between you and me? Whenever I want something, you have to come and

satisfy me! Help me relieve my itch!" Her tone was very domineering.

"What if I don't?"

"See? My pants, your underwear, and my torn pair of

briefs are covered in your 'ammunition.' I'll keep them intact; they're the best

evidence! And let me tell you, my phone has been recording since I finished the call. Everything that happened tonight was recorded.

I'll delete the parts I shouldn't, and then it will be the strongest evidence. With all this,

I don't believe I can't accuse you of rape!"

"Huh?" I froze on the spot. What a cunning woman! No wonder my underwear was so wet I couldn't wear it anymore

, but she still said she wanted to keep it as a souvenir. So that's what she was waiting for!

"What 'huh'? Go back. Go get the car fixed. Just try to take a nap every afternoon!"

"Why sleep?" "

So you'll be full of energy when you rape me at night, hehe. I'll come find you."

The young woman finished speaking and walked away, leaving me alone, holding two thousand yuan and the torn bra,

standing blankly in the night.

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