A slut who loves playing mahjong

Speaking of Xiaolan, I have to say, she's in her early twenties and married. She's pretty, and even more stunning than that is her figure – the kind of mature woman every young man dreams of possessing and having sex with. So, every time we play mahjong, I'm completely captivated, secretly drooling. Therefore, whenever she's around, I'm guaranteed to lose. With a money-giving boy like me, Xiaolan naturally enjoys playing mahjong with me. Losing money is one thing, but every time I let her win, I get her cool, white hand to soothe the back of my hand – that gentle touch sends me into a frenzy. Because the mahjong parlor was so successful, it attracted jealousy. Eventually, someone found a way to take it down. This was tough for me, a young man with nothing to do, but luckily, fate intervened. Just as I was idly strolling past the closed mahjong parlor, a familiar perfume wafted towards me. The strong fragrance made Xiaolan look even more alluring and sexy. Seeing me arrive, Xiaolan smiled seductively at me without any restraint, saying, "Xiaojiang, I've been waiting for you for so long!" She then trotted over and hooked her fair, lotus-root-like hand onto my arm. She was incredibly alluring, making this fearless young man suddenly blush with shyness. "Oh—Xiaojiang's face is red—what naughty things are you thinking about, little brother?" Noticing my embarrassment, she became even more smug. "N-nothing—nothing." Though my words were firm, my heart was burning with desire as the soft, sweet voice of that hand pressed against my arm aroused me. My heart was ablaze! I suddenly had an urge to strip her naked. "Hehe—look how nervous you are—I was just joking with you." Even though she said that, her sly eyes remained fixed on me, a sweet smile lingering on her peach-blossom cheeks. Thump—thump—thump, I think I'm doomed. I was completely under her thumb. I tried to suppress my embarrassment, but my throbbing penis couldn't be controlled; it kept pulsating and erecting a tent. "Sister Xiaolan—I—this—that..." The more I tried to calm down, the harder it was to control my emotions, and my words naturally became stammering. The cunning woman, after tormenting me to the point of madness, finally extended her clutches. "Sister Xiaojiang has invited some friends to play mahjong, and we're one short!" Having long forgotten my own name, how could I refuse her? Even knowing it was a money-losing game, I silently followed behind her sexy buttocks, admiring the wondrous changes in those full mounds of flesh. When we arrived at her territory, two women were already waiting. One was holding a child, her clothes open, stuffing her plump white breasts into the baby's mouth. Good heavens—seeing a woman so brazenly exposing her breasts! My face, which had just turned pale, instantly flushed red again. Seeing my embarrassed state, Xiaolan and the others, understanding the reason, burst into laughter. Honestly, I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter by the devil! Human patience has its limits. Although I wanted to touch Xiaolan's buttocks, share her milk-filled breasts with that infant, and see the mysterious triangle between her rounded thighs, their mocking laughter made me, young and resentful, decide to leave. Just as I turned around, the three unrestrained women stopped their wild laughter. A pair of soft, smooth hands supported my elbows, their gentle breath brushing against the back of my head. "Xiaojiang—why are you angry?" Even with such soft flesh against my skin, I didn't immediately calm down. Without turning my head, I said, "Sister Xiaolan—I'm not angry, I just wanted to wait until you've finished laughing before coming back." Then I continued walking towards the door. Seeing how serious I was, Xiaolan panicked, practically pulling me away by hugging me. Her full breasts were practically pressed against my arm, and the shape of her hard nipples was clearly tactile. My once-mocked limp penis has been reborn, and the fire of desire within me is burning again. But I'm no longer shy. Because I am still—fearless and unafraid. Perhaps I once had the shyness of a young man, but it has completely vanished in the recent past. With this change in my mood, I openly let my penis become erect, enjoying the sight of Xiaolan's full breasts beside me with my arms. No longer shy, I turn and boldly look, and I see the pink panties between Zhang Shihe's thighs. And the woman whose breasts are exposed, seeing my no-longer-avoiding gaze, obediently lowers her hem to cover her full breasts. Seeing that I'm not angry anymore, Xiaolan starts the game. Today she still chose to sit to my left. Clatter—a round of mahjong has already been played. The usually radiant Xiaolan now looks somber, as if a family member has died. Heh—no need for introduction, everyone knows she lost. I'm not falling for her tricks anymore. No matter how her soft hands touched me while shuffling the mahjong tiles, or how tempting her words were, nothing worked. Want to take a tile? No way. Want me to discard a winning tile? Forget about it. Making me lose my mind? Impossible. *Whoosh*—just as I picked up the tiles and arranged them slightly, a sinister smile flashed across their faces, instantly chilling them. Their suspicions were quickly confirmed: a perfect hand! Xiao Lan's usual smug demeanor vanished, replaced by the face of an ordinary woman. "You damn Suzhen, what kind of crazy hand are you shuffling? You gave the dealer a perfect hand!" The woman opposite her retorted without hesitation, "You know how to play—wasn't that the one who discarded the winning tile earlier?" The woman opposite her didn't say anything, but continued shuffling the mahjong tiles with a loud clatter. Watching them fight amongst themselves, I felt incredibly smug. I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Banker wins! Twenty yuan each!" My luck was exceptionally good today; I quickly won by self-draw and got a pair of sevens. I was the banker for over ten rounds. The three beautiful, sexy, and elegant women had completely abandoned any semblance of decorum, acting like three madly fighting hens.

I slapped the thigh of the woman I was playing against countless times; the smooth, exposed area felt amazing to touch. In her desperation, she didn't even notice me repeatedly ravaging her thigh under the guise of urging her to play. I bumped into Xiao Lan's breasts countless times, but I didn't hear a word from her. All I heard were: "Damn it, what kind of cards are these? Play one, get another!" or the clattering of mahjong tiles on the table. The woman opposite me didn't even know her child was asleep; her peach-like breasts hung outside, swaying back and forth, their drool and milk-covered flesh a clear view for me to see. The poor woman just stared at her cards, a serious expression on her face. If their husbands saw all this, they'd be furious. Xiao Lan was having a really bad day; after several consecutive wins, her hand, which had been building the wall (a metaphor for winning at mahjong), finally left the game. She gently took my hand and said, "Xiao Jiang, I need to talk to you about something." I wasn't flattered by her affectionate gesture and calmly asked, "What is it?" Hearing my question, Xiao Lan's face flushed and paled, and finally she bit her sexy lips and said, "I didn't bring enough money today, can I borrow some?" It seems borrowing money is a really difficult thing to ask for, especially at the gambling table. The two women were looking at her with disdain, as if saying, "Why play mahjong if you don't have money?" Just as she was wondering, I naturally offered my help. "Sister Xiao Lan, is 200 enough? If not—" Xiao Lan was almost moved to tears by my offer, taking the money and saying, "It's enough, it's enough." Hehe, she didn't even realize that this money wasn't hers anyway. After the little money-borrowing incident, the mahjong game officially started again. Later, Shuzhen, who had gotten the better of me, and Axiang, the breastfeeding young woman from my partner's side, also started to lose money and owed money. Finally, at 11 pm, Xiaolan lost 340 and owed 170; Shuzhen lost 430 and owed 220; and Axiang lost 130 and owed 600. After a day of fighting, I finally won big, earning 1100 and lending 990. Afterwards, I got into a taxi with a dejected Xiaolan. "A wounded woman is defenseless," that saying is very true. After getting in the car, my hand quietly slipped over her slender waist, enjoying her mature body that belonged to someone else. After a few moments of intimacy, my youthful lust flared up, and a sudden thought popped into my head: maybe today I could truly possess this woman. Thinking this, I finally took the first step towards my plan. "Sister Xiaolan, it's still early, let me treat you to a late-night snack." "No, I don't have an appetite today." After replying, her hand, which had been supporting her forehead, fell and hit my intruding hand. "Huh!" Xiaolan exclaimed, then stared at me. Her eyes were unfocused, containing anger or something else—whatever it was, I didn't care anymore. When young people are in heat, even if the sky falls, they will release their desires.

I felt no fear under her gaze. My arm around her waist tightened, and my lustful gaze met her fiery eyes without flinching. After a few minutes of staring at each other, Xiaolan finally turned her head away, leaving her breasts, partially exposed, before my eyes, rising and falling. The sight of her heaving breasts made me lose my composure. Desiring to grasp them, I asked again, "Sister Xiaolan, where shall we go for a late-night snack?" The experienced woman was silent for a moment after hearing my question. A short while later, her cheeks, illuminated by the neon lights outside the window, suddenly flushed, and her red lips parted slightly. "I'm not hungry, just a little tired. I want to take a shower." She then closed her mouth. Hearing her words, my pounding heart relaxed. I had succeeded! Remembering the places the bosses had recommended, I immediately called out, "Driver, could you please get out? We're going to Haiying Sauna." After instructing the driver, my hands began to move without restraint. My rough behavior made Xiaolan frown slightly; perhaps my careless pinching of her breasts had made her uncomfortable. But there was nothing I could do. Who has ever seen a man experiencing his first stirrings of passion be polite to a mature woman? No, I was definitely a beast. By the time the taxi arrived at Haiying, my hands had already explored most of her body. Even as I got out of the car, my hands were still reluctant to leave her full buttocks. I practically held this married woman skin-to-skin as we booked a private bathroom. The spacious double bathtub sparked my imagination, and the nude paintings on the walls perfectly matched my mood. Without a word, I stripped off my clothes and jumped into the cool bathtub. I found a good spot to watch Xiaolan, not wanting to miss the sight of her undressing. Xiaolan, ten years older than me, began to slowly unbutton her clothes under my wolfish gaze. With her beautiful, gentle movements, the outer garments peeled away layer by layer, revealing her fair, erect breasts. When the lace-trimmed panties were pulled down to her thighs, revealing the dark forest of hair, my heart began to clench, I felt breathless. Though it was just a patch of black pubic hair, indescribably special, it was far more intense than my breasts, which I'd always wanted to ignite my greatest desire. Before I knew it, saliva was dripping into the bathtub. Sister Xiaolan walked naked to me and slowly sat down. Her rosy nipples were right before my eyes; her owner had closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. That flushed face wasn't the shy kind, it was more like— When I racked my brains trying to figure out what the blush on her face was, I finally realized what I had to do. I arched my back and pounced like a nimble wolf. My prey fell backward with my weight. When her back pressed against the cool, slippery bathtub, my body completely enveloped her. Compared to her voluptuous body, I appeared small, but my engorged, erect penis thrust forcefully, touching the soft tip. The woman beneath me winced slightly from the force of the thrust. Her fragrant, smooth shoulders were right before me, and without hesitation, I bit down, desperately kissing and biting at her pulsating, white throat. With each thrust, the voluptuous woman wrapped her arms around my back, soft moans escaping from her parted lips—much a seasoned whisper that a reckless youth like myself could hardly resist. My

burning penis continued to pound against the soft flesh in the cool water, each thrust causing the woman before me to wince in pain, then reveal a sly smile. I wasn't stupid; I knew what she was laughing at. She must be laughing at me for not finding the right place—the vagina she shared with her husband, the place where her beautiful six-year-old daughter was born. That place was so mysterious; I wouldn't give up. I continued to change positions, thrusting my lower body. This time, I no longer paid attention to her expression, but focused intently on my own magnificent penis. When I retreated, I found it still outside the dense forest, with foreign matter coming out of the tip. Where was it? I stared blankly at my penis, isolated in the water, as I held onto the bathtub. How was I supposed to proceed with this "forest" of flesh? Just as I was getting frustrated, I heard a pleasant laugh. The laughter was so sweet, but to me it sounded so grating. I looked up at Xiaolan, who was laughing so hard she was crying, and snapped, "Xiaolan, what's so funny?"

"Hehe—nothing's funny—is little brother done yet?—I'm going home now that I'm done!" Before she could finish speaking

, her laughter started again. Unrestrained laughter was undoubtedly the best aphrodisiac for me. I pounced on her again, this time not thrusting my penis rapidly, but slowly moving it around in the "forest," watching Xiaolan's expression. My erect glans brushed against the tingling, dark forest of hair. Just as I was about to give up, I felt the woman beneath me begin to tremble. I immediately noticed her expression; the smug smile was gone, replaced by the look of impending doom. That's it!

I felt a lip-like fleshy flap opening at the tip of my penis. That's it! I...she began. As Lan Jie's hands reached down to block, I swiftly grabbed them, thwarting her plan. I thrust in with lightning speed. Hmm—it was indeed her. As the tight flesh gripped my struggling penis, Lan Jie raised her head, unable to hold back her moans and writhing violently. Although I hadn't finished in one go, I was already inside her; how could I give up halfway? So I used all my strength. Finally, with Lan Jie's loud cry of "Mama!", I was fully inside. Is this a woman's vagina? Can a child really be born from here? While contemplating the wondrous fleshy membrane enveloping my penis, I tried to control the woman writhing beneath me. She kept writhing, and my penis, inserted inside her, almost slipped out several times, but I forcefully pushed it back in as deep as possible. With Lan's futile struggles, I slowly felt the wonderful sensation of my penis being half-extracted before re-entering, and I became intoxicated by the pleasure of this in-and-out friction. A few minutes later, I could skillfully pull out half of her penis, sometimes leaving only the glans inside, before pushing it back in. Then I would enjoy Lan's pained expression and her high-pitched cries of agony. Her vagina was already quite tight, and seeing such a sensual scene, I relaxed my hips and finally ejaculated.

[The End]

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