Peng Lan Changsheng

The night in Changzhou is gentle and beautiful, as tranquil as a shy young girl.
It was very late, and in an ordinary residential building, Zhang Lu still couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't that she didn't want to sleep, but the current situation made it impossible.
From her mother's room, just a wall away, came the suppressed moans of her mother, Peng Lan. These moans, deliberately lowered to avoid being heard by her daughter, were particularly alluring in the quiet night.
Like ripples spreading across a mirror-like lake, they drew the eye to their center.
Sometimes the power of sound far surpasses that of images; those moans stirred the blood and stirred the imagination.
For a month, Zhang Lu had been tormented by these moans every night, unable to sleep. At 15, she was at an age where her heart was beginning to stir with love and she was beginning to understand things. How could she not know what was happening in the next room?
More than a year has passed since her father's death. Since this man, whom she called her stepfather, moved into the house last month, her mother has been tormented by him every night.
And today, it has lasted for four hours. Zhang Lu helplessly turned over, subconsciously clenching her legs. For some reason, a strange sensation kept coming from the depths between her legs.
In the next room,
Chang Sheng took a deep breath, looking at the woman beneath him, limp and powerless from being fucked for so long and having just experienced an orgasm. The woman's skin, which appeared charmingly golden under the dim light of the bedside lamp, contrasted sharply with the black hemp rope binding her hands behind her back, making her large breasts appear even more prominent. The woman knelt on the large Simmons mattress, her round buttocks raised high, and the plump feel of her buttocks made Chang Sheng very fond of them. In the cleft of her buttocks, a penis was fully inserted, and this penis, having just enjoyed the squeezing and gripping of the woman's vaginal cavity during her orgasm, was comfortably and slowly withdrawing. The massive glans scraped against the folds of the woman's vaginal walls, drawing out a stream of white, lustful fluid.
Chang Sheng pulled his penis out completely, tore off the tattered condom, and grabbed a new one from the bed. He stroked his still-erect penis, smiling, waiting for the woman to recover from her orgasm so he could prepare for his next conquest.
After a while, the woman slowly raised her head from the bed, turning towards Chang Sheng behind her. Her eyes were covered by a black cloth, her crimson lipstick was blurred, and there was a dried white mark at the corner of her mouth. Even so, it was still clear that her beautiful face was flushed with pleasure.
In just three months, this once dignified and mature young woman had been completely conquered by Chang Sheng. The woman on the bed now was completely unrecognizable from the one she had been three months ago. A flower that was about to wither had bloomed again under the man's caresses, displaying its vibrant beauty.
"Aren't you done yet?" the woman said sweetly, her voice making Chang Sheng hard.
"Almost there, this time I'll be done." Chang Sheng turned the woman over, making her lie on her back on the bed. Her high, firm breasts stood erect, the two pink nipples, originally the size of mung beans, were now engorged and hard. "Can you still take it?"
"If I said I couldn't, would you let me go?" the woman said coquettishly, twisting her body.
34-year-old Peng Lan was as shy as an 18-year-old girl. She no longer had to worry about managing the huge company left by her ex-husband, no longer the respected, dignified, and composed chairwoman. She was just a little wife who was loved by her husband and still allowed to have his way. Because she deeply loved the man, Peng Lan never objected to any of his sexual requests. No matter what tricks he suggested, she complied with him. She also had to admit that the man did indeed have superb sexual skills and abilities. He not only had impressive assets and skills, but also understood women's psychology and bodies like the back of his hand, even better than women themselves.
At first, she resisted being bound and disliked having her eyes covered. But gradually, she discovered that the restraint and anxiety of having her hands bound allowed the pleasure that gradually accumulated in her body to explode several times over at the final moment. The heightened sensitivity to touch after losing her sight also greatly increased the frequency of orgasms. Therefore, Peng Lan surrendered early every night, losing all resistance to the man and allowing him to conquer and demand her for extended periods.
The man's fingers touched the woman's anus, and Peng Lan smiled bitterly to herself. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before her body completely succumbed.
"Let's try somewhere else,"
the man said, picking her up and standing up. He aimed his erect penis at her soft clitoris and thrust it in deeply. The woman let out a long moan, as if her sensitive spot had been violently struck. Her snow-white neck jerked her head back, her waist-length hair swaying in the wind.
"Ah, no!" The woman's hands were tied behind her back, leaving her without any support. She could only tightly grip the man's waist with her long legs, still encased in black stockings. "Lulu will find out..." "
What are you afraid of? This is what makes it exciting. I really want to see what your daughter's expression will be when she sees you like this." The man chuckled, lifting the woman's buttocks with both hands and forcefully spreading them apart, pushing his penis in even further. Because of this straddle position, the woman's vaginal canal was compressed considerably by her sagging uterus. The man's already deeply inserted penis slammed against the cervix, spilling a few drops of abundant juice, and then began to grind gently on the extremely sensitive clitoris.
"Ah, no! She's our daughter. If she sees us, how can we face anyone?" The woman struggled, but the weak twisting of her body only excited the man more, fueling his lust even more.
"But your body doesn't seem to want that. It's already eagerly releasing its excited fluids."
The man gave the woman no choice, picking her up and carrying her towards Zhang Lu's room. Peng Lan didn't have time to think; she used almost all her strength just to resist the pleasure the man's footsteps brought to her lower body. Chang Sheng, watching Peng Lan, was incredibly excited, eagerly anticipating what was to come.
When Chang Sheng pushed open Zhang Lu's door, Zhang Lu's body trembled slightly. She heard her mother's wet breathing, the sounds of her stepfather pounding into her mother's body, and her mother's unbearable moans. These sounds slowly drifted towards her. She had thought the noise from next door had subsided, but her stepfather was so shameless, actually coming to her room like this.
Forced by the situation, Zhang Lu could only close her eyes and pretend to be asleep. But her mind was in turmoil, secretly wondering how the two would continue.
When Zhang Lu wasn't home, Chang Sheng had also had sex with Peng Lan in her room. He found it exciting; having sex with her mother in his stepdaughter's bedroom gave him a unique thrill.
As soon as he entered, a young girl's fragrance wafted towards him, different from the rich, lingering scent of the beautiful young woman he wore. The girl's fragrance was light and serene. He noticed the girl's slightly trembling body and knew his daughter was pretending to be asleep. Peng Lan, however, was unaware of all this. It seemed he was about to get some pleasure…
Chang Sheng, carrying the woman's naked body, walked step by step towards Zhang Lu's bed. As the distance closed, Chang Sheng felt the woman's wet, slippery passage gripping his penis with increasing force, causing his thrusts to slow down.
Peng Lan felt the man's thrusts slow, but the pleasure gradually increased. Doing such an indecent thing in front of her daughter aroused her shame; her body pressed tightly against the man, every muscle taut. She clenched her teeth, afraid to make a sound. Fortunately, I can't see anything, so at least I don't have to worry about the embarrassment of my daughter bumping into something big when she wakes up.
She suppressed her pleasure, afraid to make a sound, her breath growing heavier, the scent of desire intensifying. This exposure was a thrill she had never experienced before. Though she verbally resisted, she wasn't entirely averse to it. Since becoming accustomed to being bound by a man, she had been completely obedient, diligently fulfilling her duties as a wife. In her view, satisfying a man's desires was her wife's duty. She would do anything to satisfy him. But she didn't realize that perhaps it was precisely this deeply ingrained traditional female virtue that caused this shrewd and capable woman to lose her judgment in the world of desire, unknowingly being manipulated by the man, ultimately leading her to commit those vile and shameful acts.
Suddenly, Peng Lan felt the man stop moving, slightly bending his knees. Then, she was placed on her daughter's bed. Her daughter's breathing was right beside her ear, while she herself was naked and bound. If her daughter woke up, how could she live?
Chang Sheng felt his penis was about to explode. The mother and daughter were lying in front of him, just one step away from that divine realm of mother and daughter sharing one husband. Should he… No, if he forced her now, it would definitely ruin things. He had to patiently wait for the right moment for everything to happen naturally.
Peng Lan lay flat, her arms still bound behind her back. Her large, high breasts didn't sag because of lying flat; they remained firm and erect, the nipples hardening slightly in the air, a sensual sensation filling her lower body. Her legs were spread apart by the man, his hands gripping her ankles. Peng Lan's legs were sensually taut and straight, her toes and calves in a straight line. The man knew this was a natural reaction from Peng Lan's body, a symbol of pleasure and desire.
Chang Sheng, like an experienced sailor, skillfully rowed Peng Lan's small boat, tossing her up and down in the sea of desire...
Peng Lan's moans at this moment were like the curse of death, urging the man to climb to the peak of desire. Chang Sheng lifted one of Peng Lan's legs, the feel of the stockings rubbing against her chest, incredibly comfortable and sexy. His right hand kneaded Peng Lan's nipple, and he slowly withdrew his hard penis, took a deep breath, and then thrust it in heavily.
Ah...
Peng Lan gritted her teeth, afraid of waking her daughter beside her.
Of course, she didn't know that no matter how loudly she made a sound, she couldn't wake her daughter, because Zhang Lu wasn't asleep at all.
Those few minutes felt like centuries to Peng Lan. The unbearable desire in her body was eroding her already fragile moral bottom line. Being humiliated like this by a man in front of her daughter was something unimaginable before. And now, under the temptation of the devil of desire, her ethical bottom line was being constantly battered and on the verge of collapse.
Even more tormented than Peng Lan was Zhang Lu, who slept beside her. The impact of her stepfather having sex with her mother was transmitted to her through the bed, making her mother do such a shameful thing. She felt utterly disgusted with her stepfather.
After all, the scene at this moment was completely different from the sex she had fantasized about as a girl. However, what she couldn't understand was why the wetness between her legs was getting worse and worse, and the trembling of her legs was gradually becoming uncontrollable.
Zhang Lu could no longer distinguish whether her mother's moans were of pleasure or pain. Peng Lan seemed to understand something as well, but in this situation, she couldn't break the ice with her daughter and could only endure this torment.
The man was conquering her vigorously. The position of holding the woman's thighs was very conducive to deep thrusting, and the soft bed rose and fell with the thrusting. The power seemed to be transmitted to Zhang Lu's body through the bed.
Hmm... Ah...
(II)
At 4 pm, on the tree-lined path outside the school gate, two students wearing junior high school uniforms walked side by side. The still dazzling sunlight shone on their clothes, creating dappled patterns.
"Lulu, you seem a little unhappy today. What happened?" Chen Song hesitated for a long time before mustering his courage to take Zhang Lu's hand. There weren't many pedestrians on the street, and no one was looking at the young couple. But Chen Song felt guilty, like he was doing something wrong.
"No, nothing," Zhang Lu blushed, as if she remembered something, "I just didn't sleep well last night..."
Zhang Lu twisted her body, but didn't pull away from his hand. Both of their palms were damp.
"Lulu, can we go to your place? We can do... homework together..."
Zhang Lu nodded.
Chen Song's heart skipped a beat... She... she agreed?
Having such a beautiful school beauty as his girlfriend made Chen Song quite proud among his friends. As for being handsome, he wouldn't call himself handsome. He won Zhang Lu over with nothing more than shameless persistence. In terms of academics and muscles, he was just average, but when it came to shamelessness and humiliation, he was confident he was second to none. He established a relationship with Zhang Lu by forcibly kissing her, stealing her first kiss, and threatening to tell the whole school if she didn't become his girlfriend. Zhang Lu was angry and helpless, and reluctantly agreed to Chen Song's demands. For a
long time afterward, Chen Song used his actions and meticulous care to slowly win Zhang Lu's acceptance. Of course, we won't go into the details of Zhang Lu researching and exploring over a dozen kissing techniques under Chen Song's coercion.
After reaching the point where he could freely demand Zhang Lu's girlish kisses, Chen Song set his sights on his next target: Zhang Lu's breasts, which were unusual for her age.
It was only after meeting Zhang Lu's mother that Chen Song abandoned the idea that they were artificially enhanced.
Zhang Lu's breasts were full and perky, and under the simple school uniform, they seemed to burst forth at any moment. The scent of her breasts made Chen Song, who often had the opportunity to get close to Zhang Lu, feel a hardening and swelling in his lower body...
Doing homework... Hmph, hehe, the opportunity has come!
...
"Chairman?"
"Hmm?" Peng Lan was startled, but immediately returned to normal. "It's nothing, let's continue the meeting."
"Okay, Chairman, the reason for this month's profit decline, as we just discussed, is likely due to Juhua Company's suppression of our upstream companies in the US market. Many of our American suppliers, in order to raise funds to fight back, have unanimously reduced our purchasing discounts, causing our procurement costs to rise again and again... Chairman?" The bespectacled man in the suit seemed to have noticed something was wrong with the chairman again.
"Yes, I'm sorry, everyone, this meeting is temporarily suspended. I'll go and rest for a while, and we'll continue in two hours."
After saying that, Peng Lan stood up, spread her two long, beautiful legs, and walked towards the office. Just as she was about to enter the office, she heard her secretary, Yang Tingting, announce from the doorway,
"Chairman, your...your spouse is here, waiting for you in the office..."
"I know, please don't answer the phone, we need to discuss some things."
"Okay."
The moment Peng Lan turned to close the door, she finally couldn't hold back any longer and collapsed to the floor, her legs no longer tightly closed, allowing the hum of her erect penis to gradually escape. Her resentful, seductive eyes gazed at the man sitting casually in the boss's chair. She saw the man turn up the remote control in his hand, point to the already erect member between his legs, and signal Peng Lan to come over and serve him with her lips.
Peng Lan sighed helplessly. The tingling sensation in her lower body felt like it was going to kill her. While she was in a meeting with her subordinates, she felt the vibrating egg that the man had forced into her that morning suddenly start vibrating. She realized that the man was calling her... In front of a group of upright subordinates, enduring that strong vibration, desperately suppressing the gushing fluid, and pretending to be nonchalant on the surface, she felt extremely embarrassed by this torment. However, she herself was unwilling to admit that deep down, there seemed to be a hint of excitement...
At this moment, she couldn't care less whether her seemingly sentient subordinates had heard the eerie sound, or noticed anything amiss in her swollen breasts and flushed face. All she wanted to do was ensure that every inch of the strong, throbbing penis that had conquered her the previous night was touched by her lips and tongue…
The afternoon sun slanted through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the luxurious carpet. The beautiful woman kneeling on the carpet was having her full breasts exposed by the man. Her stockings revealed not only the lewd thong and the remote control and wires of the vibrator, but also large wet stains… As dusk settled,
in
a three-bedroom apartment on the other side of Changzhou, Chen Song sat with his head down, eating dry rice. He dared not look up, nor even reach for the food. He didn't know how his father and stepmother, sitting opposite him, would react.
Sitting opposite Chen Song was a fat man with a dark face, while the woman beside him, with pink lipstick, long eyelashes, and long hair combed to one side, accentuated her unparalleled beauty and elegance. Every smile and gesture exuded indescribable refinement. At
26, she possessed a master's degree and exceptional looks, yet a year ago she had married a middle-aged widow, becoming the stepmother of a 16-year-old boy.
"Bang!" Chen Zhengyi slammed his chopsticks on the table. "I'm not eating! You scoundrel! You do nothing good, but you go and bully other people's little girls! Where do you want me to put my face?!"
The man flung his hand and went to the bedroom, leaving Chen Song and his stepmother, Zhou Yuna, alone.
Chen Song trembled with fear. He truly hadn't expected that, just as he was lustfully unhooking Zhang Lu's bra and reaching for her soft, white flesh, Zhang Lu's father would walk into the bedroom—a truly terrifying father.
It was clear he was really angry; his muscles were trembling, as if he might burst out and tear him apart at any moment…
Now, he forced himself to tell his father and stepmother the whole story. When he mentioned that his father planned to report the rape, his father became enraged and simply ignored him… What should he do? Was he going to jail at 16?
“Xiao Song…”
It was his stepmother Zhou Yuna’s voice. Although she was also anxious, her tone was still gentle and kind, completely different from his father’s. She actually offered to help Chen Song resolve this matter… This was quite different from the harshness and ruthlessness of other stepmothers…
“Don’t worry, I’ll go and beg them tomorrow to see what kind of terms can appease their anger. Come on, eat more vegetables, don’t just eat rice…”
Zhou Yuna put a lot of food on Chen Song’s plate, comforted him, and then slowly picked up Chen Zhengyi’s bowl, put a few bites of food on it, and took it to the bedroom. Chen Song could still hear his father and stepmother arguing softly. The outcome was obvious: what man could bear to disagree with such a beautiful and dignified stepmother?
That night, the image of Zhou Yuna's naked body appeared in a man's mind—or rather, a boy's. A 16-year-old boy was staring at a photograph, panting heavily, his penis throbbing red and swollen, seemingly about to reach its peak.
The woman in the photograph was Zhou Yuna. Her long, flowing hair was swept to one side, and she was leaning forward in a chair, her two full, long legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings and barefoot, peeking out from under her short skirt, smiling at the camera. In the boy's mind,
Zhou Yuna was, of course, not wearing clothes—or rather, wearing the flesh-colored stockings from the photograph.
She was lying on the bed, the boy's penis passing over her slender calves, parting her rounded thighs, and through the hole in her stockings, thrusting deep into Zhou Yuna's flower. The entrance to her flower was blurry, but Zhou Yuna's image was clear. She was enduring the impact of an orgasm, feeling ashamed and yearning...
Soon, the boy's penis trembled and ejaculated, shooting into Zhou Yuna's body. Inevitably, Zhou Yuna couldn't hold back anymore, her last line of defense was breached, and as the boy's stepmother, she also shamefully reached orgasm under her stepson's attack...
...
At this moment, Chen Song wasn't the only one reaching orgasm.
The vibrating egg in Peng Lan's lower body seemed to have no intention of being removed by the man. After spending the afternoon in the office, Peng Lan's mouth was sore and weak, but she couldn't suck out the man's semen.
When the meeting resumed, the secretary came in to invite her to attend, only to find the man alone sitting in her office chair. She wondered if Yang Tingting had noticed that her boss was hiding under the desk, kneeling between the man's legs, sucking his large testicles. Whether it was the loud sucking sounds or the lewd smell in the air, Yang Tingting seemed to know something. As Peng Lan saw the man out, she noticed Yang Tingting staring intently at him, a faint adoration in her eyes hinting at something.
Peng Lan wasn't jealous; the man's strength was beyond her capacity alone. Given the opportunity, she wouldn't mind sharing a husband with another woman. However, the thought of Yang Tingting, a subordinate, kneeling before the man and sucking his penis made her somewhat uncomfortable.
But compared to her current feelings, this discomfort was insignificant. She had just returned home that evening when she sensed something was wrong. Zhang Lu, her eyes red and face streaked with tears, was nestled opposite Chang Sheng, her body trembling. Chang Sheng, his face dark, sat casually on the sofa.
Seeing Peng Lan return home, Chang Sheng angrily grabbed Peng Lan's head and shoved it down to his groin… Peng Lan, still in her high heels, her long legs clad in stockings, was forced to kneel on the floor, her business attire crumpled, her red lips blurred, her mouth filled…
in front of her daughter…

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