My Mixed-Race Girlfriend Misa (Chapter Six)

Author: NightMoon123
First published on the forum on September 29, 2016
Word count: 12713
Links to Chapters 1-5: [bbs=thread-9754529-1-1.html]Click here[/bbs] 　　Synopsis
: Meisha and I temporarily stayed at Yang Xiao's house to escape Wang Qiang's pursuit. At the same time, Meisha revealed her 　　mother's connection
with Wang Qiang. During a wonderful night of lovemaking with Meisha, I experienced 　　a sense of
unfamiliarity I had never felt before. 　　********** 　　... 　　Those delicate, white hands rested on my shoulders, their soft, supple palms supporting her limp body. Misa's 　　rapid breathing caused her full, trembling breasts to rise and fall, her hazy eyes blinking with alluring charm. 　　At our wet, joined bodies, a trail of fragrant, slippery fluid flowed from Misa's vulva 　　, while my erect penis remained hard, its purple head trembling. 　　Despite Misa's seductive allure in the afterglow of her climax, my emotions were incredibly complex. Lying silently on the bed 　　, my gaze was complicated as I watched Misa, transformed from her former innocent charm into a seductive queen, 　　riding me with abandon. 　　Images of Misa's frenzied actions in the mangrove forest kept flashing through my mind—how she relentlessly teased 　　Du Wu, who was prostrate on the ground, her haughty posture deeply etched in my memory. 　　After a long while, Misa awoke from the afterglow of her climax, smoothing her hair between her brows before noticing 　　the strangeness in my expression. She blinked her bright eyes and giggled, "Jay, what's wrong? What are you spacing out for... Are you staring blankly?" 　　Misa's familiar voice pulled me back to reality. I paused for a moment, then smiled slightly and 　　said softly, "Yes, Misa, you were incredibly alluring to me tonight." Unconsciously, I concealed 　　the turmoil within me. 　　"But..." Misa lowered her head, her eyes fixed on my already limp penis. She reached out her snow-white 　　hand and gently stroked it. "Your little brother doesn't seem to be very interested in me..." 　　"Uh... maybe I'm tired," I said, a little embarrassed. My penis had gone limp quite quickly today, 　　less than a hundredth of its usual vigor. 　　"Really? Jay, I feel like you're hiding something..." Misa pouted her lips and muttered, 　　then picked up a thin gauze dress to cover her graceful body, and raised her slender legs to support her hips. 　　"Ah...so embarrassing..." I noticed her face was flushed, and as I looked around, our sheets 　　were already soaked with Misa's love juice. 　　"Hehe...Misa, you're getting more and more wanton!" I teased her, hiding 　　the strange look on my face, my hand involuntarily caressing her beautiful feet hidden in black stockings, her delicate and lovely toes pink and white, 　　making me unable to put them down. 　　"I... I wasn't promiscuous at all!" Misa said, slightly aggrieved, stretching out her beautiful legs so I could 　　touch them. "I only act like this in front of you..." 　　"Misa, I don't know how to say it... I just feel that compared to the you I used to know, you suddenly feel 　　a bit unfamiliar to me... I don't know where this feeling comes from." I finally told the truth, intending to be 　　honest with Misa about everything. 　　But Misa's beautiful face flushed slightly, and she seemed to remember something, her expression becoming very nervous. She stammered, "Jay, did 　　you think my behavior just now was promiscuous and scared you...?" 　　I was stunned. Seeing that she had misunderstood me, I was about to explain when Misa, like a flustered little deer, 　　kept apologizing to me, "Jay, I... I won't do that again. I hope you won't think I'm unfamiliar or promiscuous 　　, okay?" 　　Tears streamed down the woman in my arms, her nostrils flared slightly, and she looked at me pitifully, her pink palms gripping the sheets tightly 　　, her high breasts heaving. 　　I was at my wit's end. Seeing her teary eyes, the explanation I wanted to utter stuck in my throat. I sighed 　　, knowing that any further explanation would only deepen the misunderstanding, so I simply pulled her into my arms to comfort her. "Misha, don't 　　overthink it, okay? I still love you so much!" 　　After finally stopping Misha's tears, she noticed my limp penis, her cheeks flushed, and then she 　　climbed between my legs, her lips slightly parted, gently taking my penis into her mouth, her jade lips sliding up and down. 　　I was both surprised and delighted. Aside from the time I was drugged at the club, this was the first time Misha had willingly given me oral sex. 　　Remembering how she had remained unmoved despite my repeated pleas, I felt a surge of exhilaration. I 　　held Misha's head with both hands, my hips actively responding to her smooth, fragrant lips. 　　Misa was clearly inexperienced in oral sex, but as her skill increased, her cherry lips were able to perfectly 　　envelop my penis while avoiding the collision of our teeth. 　　"Mmm...mmm," Misa murmured, her soft tongue slithering like a snake across the ridge of my glans, the wet, 　　warm sensation shooting through my brain like lightning. My penis, already erect from her ministrations 　　, plunged deep into her winding throat. 　　"Cough cough..." Because my glans was hitting her esophagus every time, Misa coughed involuntarily, her cheeks 　　slightly sunken, rising and falling with each thrust. She looked somewhat aggrieved, tears welling in her eyes, yet she silently 　　served me, afraid of upsetting me. 　　The stimulating oral sex reminded me of that time at the club, when Misa was subjected to complete abuse. 　　A surge of lust rose within me, and I felt a deep regret; Misa's delicious body was ultimately not just mine 　　. 　　Driven by a desire for revenge or catharsis, I held Misa's head tightly, thrusting my penis 　　faster and more intensely into the corner of her wet mouth, releasing my hidden desires. Misa breathed heavily, her cherry lips drooling, her mouth wet 　　, each thrust causing her cheeks to sink deep into my thick pubic hair.

Finally, with a roar, all the pent-up semen gushed out of Misa's mouth. Because
there was so much semen, she panicked and tried to spit out my penis, but my wrist firmly stopped her. In the end ,
Misa could only frown and swallow all the semen into her stomach.
After I withdrew my penis, Misa's expression was unpleasant, and she kept making vomiting motions. Only then did my lust subside
. Seeing her pain, I realized I had done something wrong and hurriedly apologized, "Misa, I'm sorry, I..."
"Jay...it's okay, I'm willing." Misa's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, then relaxed, tears welling in her eyes. She forced a
smile at me, trying to dispel my guilt. "I'm willing to do anything for you, whatever makes you comfortable,
I'll do it..."
I was about to explain when two delicate fingers were already on my lips. Then Misa gently lay in my arms, her
head against my chest, whispering, "Jay...do you still love me?"
"Yes, of course I love you! I'll love you even if it kills me!" Seeing that Misa didn't pursue the matter any further, I breathed a sigh of relief and
firmly said it, vowing my loyalty.
"Then..." Misa raised her head, her bright eyes looking at me, "While I was away, did any other
girl fall for you?"
"Hmm? Misa, why do you ask that... Of course not, I haven't been in contact with any other girls besides Su Qian'er
!" I shook my head and quickly denied it.
"Oh... I see..." Misa didn't say anything more, quietly lying in my arms.
Suddenly, Shuya's image flashed into my mind, and my heart skipped a beat. I had a feeling that something bad
was about to happen.
The next morning, I got up sleepily and found that Misa wasn't beside me. I guessed she had gone to buy groceries
. After last night's battle, my whole body ached, and it took me a while to get out of bed and wash up.
After washing up, there was no one in the living room, so I sat on the sofa. Just then, my phone rang. I picked it up
and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. After hesitating for a moment, I pressed the answer button:
"Hello, is this Chen Jie?" A soft, charming female voice came from the phone. "Yes, it's me.
Who are you?" I was surprised that the other person knew my name and could only respond with a puzzled look.
"Great! I finally got in touch with you." The woman on the other end of the line was clearly very excited. "Jay, I'm Misa
's mother, Natasha Lin."
I was instantly stunned. I didn't expect Misa's mother to have found my mother. "Uh... Auntie
, hello. Who are you looking for?"
"Jay, don't be so formal with me. Just call me Sister Lin." Natasha
said gently on the phone. Her fluent Chinese made it impossible for me to tell that she was a native Italian.
"Oh, okay... Hello, Sister Lin!" Because she was Misa's mother, and as my future mother-in-law, my
words were very restrained and cautious.
Natasha didn't exchange many pleasantries and went straight to the point: "Jay, how is Misa doing lately?
I haven't been able to check on her for personal reasons, but now I can't get in touch with her..."
My mood plummeted when Misa's name was mentioned. After hesitating for a moment, I thought that since her mother was involved
, I told Natasha everything that had happened recently.
After hearing my recount everything, Natasha on the other end of the phone was clearly terrified, repeatedly saying "impossible!"
"How could Wang Qiang have found Sasha... It's impossible!"
What's impossible? You left Misa in Huanan City, on Wang Qiang's turf; anything is possible,
I thought to myself.
When she talked about Misa's long-term imprisonment at the Mangrove Club, Natasha's voice was filled with sobs,
"Wang Qiang actually dared to do this... Why didn't he tell me this a few days ago?"
I asked seriously, sharply, "Sister Lin, have you contacted Wang Qiang recently?"
Natasha's voice was full of helplessness: "Yes... After Sasha's incident, Wang Qiang contacted me by phone.
He already knew my daughter's whereabouts, so I used the evidence of his crimes as leverage to prevent him from harassing my daughter."
"Who would have thought he would target my daughter..." A low sob came from the other end of the phone. I remained silent
, gathering all the information in my mind. This explains why Wang Qiang hasn't
confronted me and Meisha during this time; he's clearly hesitant to act rashly. But perhaps my sister Siqi has become his secondary target
.
The thought of Siqi potentially being in danger made me sweat profusely, and I felt extremely agitated.
I said to the sobbing Natasha on the phone, "Sister Lin, since you knew that South China City was Wang Qiang's territory, why did you throw Meisha into
this fire pit?"
"I...I initially thought I had connections in the Huanan City Public Security Bureau, and I was going to ask someone to protect Sasha...
but now it seems that's not reliable." Natasha sighed. "Since I've taken this risky step, I have to
keep going, because only by keeping Wang Qiang under control and keeping him and his accomplices in Huanan City can we achieve our goals."
Thinking of the Tonghua Association's enormous influence in the area, its network likely already infiltrated the government, I couldn't help but
worry for Natasha. "Wang Qiang is one of the behind-the-scenes bosses of the Tonghua Association. Ordinary charges probably won't bring him down
, and he also has people protecting him in the political arena."
Natasha stopped crying, her tone slightly cold as she said, "Ordinary charges certainly won't work, but if it involves involvement in
transnational drug trafficking and connections with foreign terrorist organizations, that charge
carries significant weight, not only in Europe but also in your country."
"I've been transferring criminal data recently. Wang Qiang is now a key target of the provincial department's investigation, and
all major airports have filed records to strictly prevent him from fleeing abroad. It'll be soon... I expect to have results soon."
Natasha's tone turned somber. "Everything he did to me, I'll take back..."
After listening to Natasha's statement, I remembered Qian'er saying that her uncle was in the public security system and was also
tracking Wang Qiang's whereabouts. Did he have contact with Natasha?
"Anyway, Xiao Jie, thank you for taking good care of Sasha. She's just an innocent child, and
I don't want her to get involved, so for the next period of time..." Natasha's gentle words
stirred my heart, and I understood what she meant.
I patted my chest and assured her, "Sister Lin, don't worry, I'll put Misa's safety first and
won't let anyone hurt her!"
"That's good, thank you... Xiao Jie, I have to go now, goodbye." The voice on the phone
finished speaking and then went dead. I was still holding my phone, recalling my conversation with Natasha.
Just as I was distracted, I heard a strange noise at the door, accompanied by a melodious giggle. I was
suspicious and guessed that Misa had returned from grocery shopping. I was about to open the door for her when I saw
Yang Xiao with her through the peephole. My outstretched hand hesitated.
What made me uncomfortable was that through the peephole, Misa and Yang Xiao were still playing around. Yang Xiao was
pushing her, and one side of her thin tank top slipped down, revealing a large expanse of her breasts. Her
light-colored half-cup bra couldn't cover her fair breasts, which Yang Xiao had seen completely.
That was secondary. Since Meisha was carrying groceries in both hands, Yang Xiao actually helped her adjust her tank top, his palms inevitably
resting on her snow-white, smooth breasts, gently kneading them.
That bastard Yang Xiao! I felt a surge of anger. I wanted to open the door and stop him immediately, but I was afraid of embarrassing everyone. Meisha
's face was flushed, her delicate body struggling slightly, and she said softly, "Yang Xiao, are you done? We need to go inside."
"Hehe, all done!" Yang Xiao's eyes were lecherous. He brazenly touched her breasts several times before finally
stopping, satisfied. I originally thought Meisha would be angry, but she just blushed, lowered her head, and spat
, "Ugh...you're going to ruin my clothes."
I was secretly angry, but now I could only swallow my anger and silently return to my room, trying to avoid seeing it.
At the same time, I also began to have doubts about Misa's reaction. Although I believed in Misa's loyalty, after the
past month, I found that many things could no longer be the same as before, including the people around me.
In the days that followed, my suspicions grew stronger. Details that I hadn't noticed before, upon closer examination, made
me suspicious, and the doubts in my mind lingered.
In the past, when I lived with Misa, her home attire was very casual. Sometimes after showering, she would wear only
her underwear and then grab my shirt and put it on, exposing a large area of her chest. This
was normal in front of me, but now that there was a stranger, Yang Xiao, Misa's habit hadn't changed.
Sometimes after showering at night, Misa would put on a long t-shirt and then watch TV in the living room wearing only her underwear
, her snow-white thighs having been seen by Yang Xiao countless times.
Besides this, the two of them often played and joked in the living room, like a young couple, but even when I was present, it
didn't seem to have much effect.
Because Misa knew about my unusual fetish, she often wore
sexy stockings, whether in short skirts or hot pants, at Yang Xiao's house, making her fair and delicate legs even more alluring. This indirectly allowed Yang Xiao to catch my eye, as he would also
stare at me with lustful eyes.
One time, I was extremely annoyed. Misa had gone out with her best friend, and when she returned that evening, Yang Xiao attentively
helped her take off her shoes and coat, and then had her lie on the sofa while he massaged her feet. I, as the one being cared for, stood there
dumbfounded, almost bursting with anger.
Afterwards, I expressed my dissatisfaction to Misa, who playfully stuck out her tongue and claimed she wouldn't make me
jealous. Eventually, Yang Xiao toned it down a bit, and I had no choice but to endure it day after day.
Secondly, all of Meisha's stockings that she washed never escaped Yang Xiao's relentless looting, always leaving behind
stains of semen. I spoke to Meisha privately more than once, but she would only blush and try to appease me, saying that since
we were living under his roof, we should just let it go and bear with it.
Finally, one morning, while I was taking out the trash, I unexpectedly found something that sent chills down my spine
—a box of emergency contraceptive pills.
I wasn't without suspicion that my girlfriend was having an affair with Yang Xiao, but my intuition told me that Meisha's affection for
me hadn't diminished. Every time I looked into those clear eyes, I was convinced of my girlfriend's innocence.
Could it be that Shuya and Yang Xiao had used them? Because Shuya had once visited Yang Xiao's house, I
connected the two.
"Yes, that must be it!" I could only comfort myself, but out of unease, I decided to move back to our original rented apartment with
Meisha, ending our life at Yang Xiao's house.
"Great! I miss Qian'er so much!" To my surprise, when I told Meisha the news, she
showed no regret or longing whatsoever. Her joyful expression was as adorable as a cheering bird, completely dispelling my previous absurd
guess.
Yang Xiao looked quite upset after learning of our decision, but naturally respected my choice. Seeing
his disapproving expression, I felt a surge of inexplicable satisfaction. Hmph, serves you right for coveting my girlfriend.
I originally planned to pack my bags immediately, not wanting to stay a moment longer, but after a moment's thought, Meisha said,
"Jie, it's not too late for us to leave tomorrow. We can treat Yang Xiao to dinner tonight to thank him for taking us in for such a short time
."
"Oh..." I hesitated for a moment, and Meisha excitedly replied, "It's a deal then! Yay... I
bought a lot of delicious food today, you pig will be in for a treat tonight..."
Since Meisha had already put it that way, I could only reluctantly agree.
That evening, Yang Xiao and I were ordered by Meisha to sit at the dining table and not move. I had no idea
what my girlfriend was up to in the kitchen, but the aroma of the food successfully whetted my appetite.
Finally, Meisha brought out eight tempting dishes, a feast for the eyes.
She also opened a bottle of red wine, took out three wine glasses, and lit two candles,
thus beginning a cozy dinner.
"The food might not be very good, please forgive me!" Meisha said sweetly, sitting down next to me. Tonight, she
wore a wine-red long dress, thin black stockings covering her jade-like legs, and high heels on her beautiful feet, exuding allure
and captivating charm.
"Not at all, I never get tired of your cooking, sister-in-law!" Yang Xiao laughed heartily, raising his
glass. Meisha and I returned the toast, teasingly saying, "Yang Xiao, you're almost 23. You'd better hurry up and find a girlfriend
, or you'll be spending every Singles' Day alone."
"Sigh, it hurts to think about girlfriends. I still can't find a girl as beautiful and charming as your sister-in-law
!" Yang Xiao said, sipping his red wine, looking sullen.
"Look at you, is that all you've got?" I chuckled. Beside me, Misa's cheeks were flushed, and the red wine
made her even more alluring. My lust surged, and thinking about the three hundred rounds of passion I'd have with Misa tonight, my left hand involuntarily
slid between her pink, black-stockinged legs, caressing them.
But Misa's face burned red, her slender waist twisting slightly to avoid my groping hand. Her eyes were alluring, her
lips parted in a seductive way, and she murmured, "Jie, don't do anything rash..." Staring at the tempting vixen beside me, my little
brother naturally reacted, only to be interrupted by Yang Xiao's words.
"Alright, enough of that,
let's drink until we're completely drunk!" Yang Xiao produced two bottles of Wuliangye liquor from somewhere and insisted on a drinking contest with me. As a guest, one should be aware of being a guest in someone else's home, so this time I didn't hold back and
readily joined in the drinking with Yang Xiao.
As for the final outcome, I'm not quite sure who had a higher alcohol tolerance, but I ended up passed out on the table,
completely unconscious. In my hazy state, I felt myself being carried back to my room, and I have no recollection of what happened afterward.
The next morning, I woke up with a splitting headache, and the hangover made my stomach feel like it had been churned in a blender
.
"Jie, you're awake! Brush your teeth and have breakfast..." Meisha was sitting at her vanity putting on makeup
when she saw me wake up and smiled sweetly.
Seeing that Meisha had already changed into simple casual clothes, I inwardly cried out in regret. I should have known better than to have challenged Yang Xiao to
a drinking contest last night and let go of the beautiful woman beside me. I lamented my fate.
Today, Misa was wearing a dark blue long-sleeved dress, her beautiful legs paired with black semi-transparent stockings, and
black Oxford shoes. Her pure and fashionable student outfit caught my eye.
After successfully unpacking all the luggage, Yang Xiao drove us to the car. Because there was too much luggage, the back seats
were almost full, so I let Misa sit in the front passenger seat and squeezed myself into the back corner.
Along the way, Yang Xiao kept reminiscing about the days we spent together. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, we're almost at
graduation season. Misa is a year younger than me and hasn't faced the pressure of finding a job yet.
As we chatted, I noticed that Misa hadn't said a word the whole time. I leaned closer to look, and that's
when I noticed something strange. Misa's slender, silk-stockinged legs were swaying nervously. It turned out that Yang
Xiao had deliberately covered the gearshift and armrest with his bag, taking the opportunity to grope Misa.
This kid must have a death wish, daring to do this right under my nose! I was furious, while Misa,
clearly wanting to settle things quietly, remained silent, letting Yang Xiao explore her inner thighs. Her legs were tightly pressed
together, her slender hands gripping the hem of her dress, trying to block Yang Xiao's further intrusion.
I sat behind her, completely focused, not listening to anything Yang Xiao said, only silently watching
what was happening before my eyes.
"Mmm..." Misa let out a soft moan. Through the gap in the seat, I realized that that bastard Yang Xiao's hand had successfully slipped
between Misa's legs. I didn't see anything specifically, but through the violently shaking skirt, I could already guess that Misa's
flower valley had been invaded.
Just bear it, anyway, he can't molest Misa anymore! An inner voice dissuaded me from any rash action.
Okay, I'll endure it. Yang Xiao, from this day forward, I don't want any further contact with you. All ties are severed!
Misa had clearly given up resisting. Her tightly pressed legs loosened, and she looked out the window, her pretty face flushed, her pearly teeth
lightly licking her cherry lips as she endured the waves of pleasure emanating from her lower body.
The loud electronic music playing in the car successfully masked Misa's occasional moans of orgasm, but
I caught each one precisely. Those suppressed groans of orgasm were like a heavy hammer, shattering
my heart each time.
This journey felt like an eternity. Finally, we arrived at the residential area. I got out to get my luggage and
saw Misa emerge from the passenger seat, looking extremely uncomfortable. She staggered, trying to appear calm, and I had to pretend I
hadn't noticed, though I was inwardly seething.
Looking at the passenger seat, a faint wet stain testified to the lewdness of the previous quarter of an hour. Yang Xiao
said goodbye and drove away.
Misa had also returned to normal, straightening her dress and smilingly taking my arm as we went
into the apartment.
Misa's house occupies a total area of 100 square meters, with an entrance garden, and has two floors. Misa lives on the second floor, and
her best friend Su Qian'er lives on the first floor. I carried my luggage to the front door, and Misa rang the doorbell.
"Oh... Sasa, you're back! That's great!" Su Qian'er opened the door,
overjoyed to see Misa. She hugged her tightly, her whole body pounding with excitement. "Sasa, do you know how much I missed you?"
"Qian'er, I missed you so much too, baby. You won't be lonely now that I'm back..." Misa's eyes were slightly red, but
she smiled happily.
"Come in quickly, let me help you with this..." Qian'er reached out to take the luggage from my hands, but I politely declined
. "No need, no need, you and Meisha go chat in the living room, I'll carry the luggage upstairs."
Qian'er didn't insist, smiled gently at me, and then took Meisha's hand and entered the room together. "Shasha,
come on, let me show you some nice things!"
I carried the luggage through the corridor, up to the second floor, and arrived at Meisha's room. The decorations in the room
were the same as before, without any changes, and it was clear that Qian'er had cleaned the room frequently while Meisha was away,
keeping it fresh and simple.
When I returned to the living room, the two of them were chatting animatedly on the sofa, whispering to each other from time to time, having forgotten
my presence. Only then did I take a closer look at Qian'er's attire, and my expression immediately became quite awkward.
Since Qian'er hadn't gone out all day, she was still wearing a light blue nightgown at home, the hem of which barely covered
the top of her long, beautiful legs. If I looked closely, it wasn't hard to see a glimpse of white between her jade-like legs. Secondly, Qian'er's nightgown
was fitted at the waist and hugged her chest, making her breasts appear even fuller and firmer under the clothing, the two protrusions exuding a sexy allure.
Because I hadn't been able to quell my desire last night, coupled with the frustration I'd just experienced, the fire of desire within me was silently
ignited, and my lower body began to react slightly. It wasn't until Qian'er met my burning gaze that she realized...
With me, an uninvited guest, in the house, and dressed rather casually, my expression slightly flushed, I quickly looked away.
"Please sit down first, I'll go back to my room to change." Qian'er's cheeks flushed, and she gracefully stood up, making
an excuse to go back to her room.
After Qian'er left, Meisha smiled and snuggled up to me, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, her jade lips close to my ear, her breath sweet
as orchids: "Jie...Is Qian'er's body very beautiful?"
"Uh...not beautiful."
"Then...have you seen enough?"
"I've seen enough, uh no, I haven't seen enough...no no no, Meisha, that's not what I meant...Ah, it hurts,
Meisha, it hurts so much!"
"Hmph, see if you still look!" Seeing me keep groaning, Meisha finally released her fingers from my waist, her bright
eyes darting around, and she gently hummed at me, her fragrant neck exuding a sweet, alluring scent.
I rubbed the sore spot with my hand and said aggrievedly, "Men always have desires, you know. I was drunk last night,
so my eyes naturally couldn't control themselves."
Misa listened to my words thoughtfully. Then I stood up, checked the time, and said to her,
"Misa, now that I've brought you back, it's time for me to go back to my apartment..."
"Jay... will you stay with me tonight?" Misa's coquettish voice reached my ears, making me unable to
believe it. I thought I had misheard, after all, Misa had never let me stay overnight at her house before.
"Misa, what do you mean?"
"You idiot, since I didn't satisfy you last night, I'll make it up to you tonight..." Misa
's voice was as sweet as a nightingale's song. Her slender hand pulled my pants, making me sit back on the sofa. Then she actually
straddled my lap, her expression both sweet and tender, and her cherry lips instantly sealed my mouth.
"Mmm... Jay, my body will always be yours!" Misa's eyes radiated an alluring spring-like charm,
her dress billowing as she guided my hand to caress her high, firm breasts. Her playful tongue slipped
into my mouth, licking and sucking, a scene incredibly provocative.
Misa's sudden initiative had already plunged me, driven by lust, into a frenzy, my hands
roaming over her hot, alluring body.
I pulled her dress up to her waist, exposing her beautiful legs and buttocks, tightly bound by semi-transparent stockings. Her
snow-white skin was faintly visible beneath the stockings, and to my surprise, Misa wasn't wearing any underwear
. Her smooth, hairless, youthful mons pubis was faintly visible, alluring and captivating.
Misa's crotch was already soaked. Remembering that Yang Xiao might have done this, I felt a surge of
anger. I pretended to be angry and said, "You little slut, you went out without underwear! I'll teach you a lesson!"
"Mmm... Jay, be gentle..." Misa said softly, feigning annoyance. I ignored her, my fingers easily parting her
labia, caressing her pink, tender spot through her stockings. Love juice flowed continuously from her flower valley.
Misa's eyes were captivating, letting me touch her. Not to be outdone, she unzipped my pants
, pulled out my erect penis, and then gently stroked the head of my penis with her love-juice-covered fingers. Misa
's rare initiative both excited me and made me feel a sense of unfamiliarity.
At this moment, we had completely forgotten Qian'er's presence until a gasp interrupted our passionate moment: "You
... ah, how could you be doing that kind of thing here..."
Qian'er's cheeks flushed, and she held two cups of hot tea in her hands, looking at us helplessly, caught between a rock and a hard place. She
had already changed into a princess dress, her legs encased in pink stockings, her beautiful feet in slippers, revealing her fair and pink
toes.
"Qian'er, this..." I ended my passionate kiss with Misa and looked at Qian'er, my penis still exposed
in front of her, my expression slightly embarrassed.
Misa said coquettishly, "Qian'er, I'm sorry... this rascal is already on the verge of death, I can only help him release first
..." She ignored Qian'er's awkward situation and continued to stroke my penis with her hand, faster and faster
, the glans glistening with a lewd sheen under the lubrication of her vaginal fluid.
I finally succumbed to Misa's intense stimulation. My hands gripped her shapely, black-stockinged buttocks, and my lower body gave way.
My glans throbbed, and then a large gush of semen erupted. Caught off guard, Misa couldn't dodge in time,
and my semen soaked her delicate face and her snow-white neck, wetting her sexy collarbone.
"Oh...so much! You're so annoying!" Misa cried out coquettishly, closing her eyes as I ejaculated onto her face.
After ejaculating for over ten seconds, my penis finally stopped. Misa looked slightly surprised, not expecting
such a large amount of semen; her dress was almost completely soaked.
"You...you guys continue, I'll go make dinner..." Qian'er, who had been staring at my engorged glans, her breathing quickening
, finally snapped out of her daze. Her eyes were uneasy, and after stammering her words, she ran away, her cheeks flushed.
"I don't know how to face Qian'er now..." Although Qian'er and I had some ambiguous relationship,
I was still very uncomfortable with others witnessing such a passionate scene.
"Jie...you're so annoying, you came so much..." Misa frowned slightly, dipped her finger in the semen, and
licked it with the tip of her tongue. "Ugh...it's bitter, you must have drunk too much last night..."
"You little vixen, it looks like I'm going to be drained dry tonight!" I said to her, pretending to be fierce.
"Hehe, I'll take good care of you tonight...you're only allowed to be drained dry by me!" Misa regained her former
innocent appearance, but her face was covered in semen, making her look very lewd. I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I clearly noticed 　　a hint of provocation and arrogance
in Misa's eyes when she looked at Qian'er . 　　It got dark quickly, and Qian'er was busy in the kitchen. Misa tried to help several times, but she politely declined. 　　Dinner wasn't lavish, just three dishes and a soup, but Qian'er's cooking was superb; she could make simple dishes look 　　as beautiful as a woman's, making my mouth water. 　　Qian'er had already regained her composure, poised and confident, seemingly unaffected by what had just happened, smiling 　　and inviting Meisha and me to eat. 　　Because I'd exhausted myself, my eating was truly unsightly; I wolfed down a bowl of rice in no time 　　. 　　"Be careful eating, don't choke," Meisha said gently, looking at me. She ate very little, her appetite wasn't large.

Her demeanor was gentle and charming, her eyes filled with deep affection for me.
"Let me get you some rice..." Qian'er said sweetly, watching me eat with gusto, and then took
my bowl.
I teased Qian'er, "Qian'er's cooking is so delicious, you must have a lot of guys pursuing you, right?"
"Hehe, I wish I could, but unfortunately I'm still single." Qian'er handed me the rice, her expression playful,
feigning a wronged look. Qian'er's long, slender legs, clad in pink stockings, frequently drew my gaze
.
I sighed, "That's not logical, such a beautiful woman like you... what a pity!" At that moment,
a bizarre thought suddenly popped into my head: what if Qian'er and Misa had a threesome? Wouldn't that be amazing?
"What's there to pity, hmm? Tell me..." Misa gently pinched my waist,
asking with an innocent look. My heart pounded, and I quickly denied it, "No, no, no, I'm not sorry, Misa, you've misunderstood
me! Really!"
Qian'er, standing beside me, covered her mouth and chuckled, adding
a lot of drama to this otherwise harmonious dinner, coinciding with my wailing.
At nine o'clock that evening, I finished washing up early and lay in bed, wrapped only in a bath towel. Misa was still showering;
the bathroom door was frosted, and I could clearly see her hazy figure inside, my heart
burning with desire.
The waiting was always agonizing. I listlessly scrolled through my phone, but it showed low battery,
so I rummaged through my luggage looking for a charger. While searching through Misa's suitcase, I unexpectedly found a
locked diary.
I picked it up, a wave of doubt washing over me. Since meeting Misa, I hadn't known she kept a diary
, and the diary looked brand new, probably recently bought.
For a girl, a diary is very private, a vessel for her inner monologue, which only fueled
my curiosity. If Misa had warned me beforehand, I wouldn't have touched it, but now even I've been kept in the dark
, so I have to see for myself.
"Misa, forgive my curiosity," I silently prayed.
The diary was locked, and I searched my luggage thoroughly but couldn't find the key. Just as I was about to give up
, I suddenly remembered the small bag Misa always carried. Sure enough, the small bunch of keys was hidden in her bag—
three in total.
Misa was still showering in the bathroom and wouldn't be out for a while. After closing the door, I felt guilty, like a thief
, and reached the key into the diary's lock.
With a click, the diary opened easily, revealing Misa's delicate handwriting.
The diary wasn't long, only about ten pages, each basically representing Misa's feelings on a particular day.
I calmed myself and read it carefully. The first few pages were ordinary emotional entries, expressing Misa's deep love for me,
which warmed my heart.
But in the following pages, Misa's mood plummeted like a rollercoaster, her words revealing a deep
sadness: "After what happened with Wang Qiang, I'm no longer pure. Will Jie still want me? I'm so lost right now
, so very lost..."
A pang of emotion struck me. I remembered how Misa hadn't mentioned the incident since returning from the mangrove club, always
laughing carefree in front of me, always pleasing and satisfying my needs in bed, yet I hadn't comforted or considered
her feelings.
Misa, I'm sorry, I know what to do from now on! My heart was in turmoil as I continued reading.
The next entry was written two weeks ago, and reading it made me even more ashamed: "Men, they're all the
same, only knowing how to take. Is Jie like that too?" Misa's resentment permeated every line,
making me feel deeply ashamed.
"Yes... when men go out, they're considered philanderers, but when women go out, they're labeled sluts."
"Why can't women actively enjoy happiness? Why must they crawl along under a man's guidance?"
"In matters of sex, do women have no agency, or are they all willing to passively endure? Perhaps
I'm the only exception..."
"No matter what... I still deeply love Jay. I'm willing to do anything for him. As long as he's happy, I'm
satisfied. After all, I'm not a pure girl."
Reading this diary entry weighed heavily on my heart. I sighed, unsure what to say, and turned to the next
page—the last page Misa had written so far.
If I could choose again, I wish I had never discovered this entry.
"They're all prettier and more outstanding than me. My position in Jie's heart is gradually declining..."
"Yang Xiao's words have benefited me greatly. Now, only with him do I dare to open my heart
. He cares for me and encourages me like a close friend..."
"Jie's mental state has been very poor lately. Did I put too many sleeping pills in him? Can Yang Xiao really
help me by doing this?"
"Is Yang Xiao really a lesbian? Probably..."
"Jie... how am I supposed to face you now? Everything I did was for you..."
I read Meisha's diary with trembling hands, my emotions unable to calm down for a long time. Looking back on my time living at
Yang Xiao's house, all the strange things seemed to make sense. Meisha actually put sleeping pills in the cup—
what was her purpose? And who are the women mentioned in the diary?
The confused words not only failed to resolve my doubts but also plunged me into an even bigger mystery from which I couldn't
extricate myself. I really wanted to confront Meisha with the diary, but I knew it wouldn't be very effective.
I know Misa's personality very well. She appears gentle and mild-mannered, but is actually very strong-willed and opinionated. If she won't
tell me something, even if I press her, it won't be effective and will only damage our relationship.
I have a very impulsive personality, and since recovering from my injury, my temper has become volatile. I'm afraid that if I handle things poorly
, I might not only hurt Misa but also completely destroy my relationship with Yang Xiao. I believe Misa won't betray me;
that's the only thing I'm certain of.
Seeing that Misa was almost finished washing up, I took a deep breath and decided to keep my suspicions to myself, not wanting to alert her.
And I used my own abilities to find the answer. So I locked the diary again, put everything back in its place, and then lay down on
the bed, pretending to be asleep.
The bathroom door opened, steaming heat rushed out, and a graceful figure walked in. For some
reason, I didn't intend to pay attention to her and continued to pretend to be asleep.
"Jay, are you asleep?" Misa leaned down, her head close to my ear, speaking gently.
I didn't respond, still hesitating whether to open my eyes, when the woman beside me left,
and I heard some sounds of dressing, which piqued my curiosity. I decided to just wait and see.
After a while, Misa slowly climbed onto the bed and sat between my legs. Since I was only wrapped in a bath towel,
she reached out her soft, smooth hand and easily grasped my penis, slowly stroking it.
The comfortable feeling of my penis being rubbed by her hand almost made me open my eyes. I didn't expect Misa to try to
wake me up in this way. "Hmph, she underestimates me," I sneered inwardly. My little brother, however, was already instantly engorged
and hard.
Then my penis entered a wet, tight cavity. Through my slits, I could see Misa squatting
in front of me, her cherry lips moving up and down, her nimble tongue caressing the glans. A surge of pleasure coursed through me.
I felt my entire penis disappear into Misa's delicate lips, the glans pushing against the opening of her esophagus, making me
almost cry out in pleasure. After Misa gave me deep throating a few times, she clearly felt uncomfortable and then switched
to another position to masturbate me.
This time, my penis was surrounded by a delicate touch. As an experienced driver, I already knew this was
the sensation of stockings; Misa was using her stockinged feet to give me footjobs.
"Jay...aren't you going to wake up? Sasha wants it so badly..." Seeing that I still didn't react, Misa gave a
sly look. "Silly...I know you're pretending to be asleep. Don't you want to see what I'm wearing?"
"Okay, Misa, I really am pretending to be asleep, haha!"
When I opened my eyes, I found Misa with her head down, looking shy. I looked her up and down,
feeling like my brain couldn't process anything, my blood was boiling, and I wanted to pounce on the beauty in front of me immediately.
Misa's alluring body was shrouded in a black silk nightgown. Because the nightgown was made of very thin material, it
couldn't cover her sexy body at all. I noticed that Misa was wearing a black bodysuit underneath, which
tightly outlined her graceful figure. Her pair of white and bouncy breasts popped out from the openings of the stockings, completely exposed to the air,
without any signs of sagging. The bright red nipples were faintly visible inside the silk nightgown.
Her round, pert buttocks, reaching just below her waist, were encased in black stockings. The bodysuit, made of black stockings, thoughtfully
left an opening beneath her full, swollen mons pubis, her delicate labia both alluring and inviting, facilitating the entry and exit of my penis. Her slender
, white legs, accentuated by the black stockings, were incredibly smooth and graceful. Her small
, delicate ankles led her silk-clad feet to gently caress my genitals.
Misa, noticing my blatant gaze, blushed and raised her slender, lotus-root-like arms to shield her
breasts, concealing her slightly upturned nipples.
"I've been reluctant to wear this nightgown; I bought it with my mother at the Laperla store in Italy
…
Jay, do you think I look good in it?"
"Beautiful, beautiful, so beautiful!" My desire surged, and I instantly pounced on Misa on the bed,
kissing her small, rosy lips.
"Jay...come love me!" Misa, her heart brimming with shyness, removed her silk nightgown, revealing her snow-white
neck. Her fragrant, pink breasts appeared even more full against the backdrop of her black bodysuit, giving me a powerful sensory experience.
I couldn't help but bite one of her nipples, gently sucking on it with my lips.
"Mmm...it feels so tingly there..." Misa's cheeks flushed red, abandoning all shame, she arched
her slender, boneless waist, bringing her nipple and large breasts to my mouth. One hand reached down to caress her private parts, while the other
gently grasped and stroked my penis, her eyes filled with infatuation.
Because of my strong sucking, red marks appeared on Misa's fair and delicate breasts. My other hand
was also busy, kneading large breasts between my fingers, squeezing and stimulating the erect nipples.
The two of them were caressing and entwining on the bed, enacting a passionate love scene. Neither Misa nor I noticed that
the door to the room was slightly ajar.

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