New wife

(I)
The morning sunlight streamed onto the soft bed; it was time to get up. I stretched and turned to look at my wife, Qianru, beside me. Her long hair was spread out on the pillow, and the wavy curls of her hair made me want to hug her.
Qianru and I were newly married. I worked at a trading company, and Qianru volunteered at the Social Affairs Bureau. Although our income wasn't much, we managed to get by. In our rented apartment in Neihu, we decided to work hard and strive for our "home."
Let me describe my wife, Qianru. She's 25 years old, with fair skin, 165 cm tall, and measurements of 34C-23-37. She has big, bright eyes, long, wavy hair that reaches her waist, and although her hips are slightly large, her waist is very slim. Because she grew up in the countryside of Taitung, she is, to most people, extremely kind and pure to the point of being almost otherworldly. I remember when we first got married, she didn't even know what sex was. I had to rent an adult film for her to watch before she understood: "Oh! So that's how it is."
Since Qianru is a volunteer, she spends most of her time at home, only going to orphanages or similar places two days a week. So, she usually stays home watching TV and cleaning.
Today, I went on a business trip to Kaohsiung, but since I had nothing to do, I came home early. Thinking of my gentle and pure wife, my heart was filled with love. On my way home, I stopped by to buy her favorite egg tarts, wanting to surprise her.
When I got home, I rang the doorbell, but Qianru didn't answer. I started to worry, took out my key, and opened the door. The house was empty, which puzzled me. I went to our master bedroom, but no one was there either. There was a book and pen on the desk. I couldn't help but look at it out of curiosity; it was Qianru's diary.
Driven by curiosity, I couldn't resist secretly flipping through it. Oh my god! I couldn't believe what I saw! This...this must be a dream! But the facts were undeniable, and I couldn't help but believe them.
[For ease of narration, the following is written in the third person.]
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Wednesday morning, August 12, 1998.
Qimin rushed out the door, saying he had a very important meeting to attend. Qianru, exhausted from her "intimate" time with Qimin the previous night, decided to stay up late. She mumbled a reply and turned to sleep again.
Waking up around 10:00 AM, still a little sleepy, Qianru, wearing her plain white pajamas, went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Because the kitchen door was close to the main entrance, she suddenly heard some strange noises as she approached:
"Hmm...hmm..."
"Still no good! Waaah..." It turned out to be an old man crying.
Qianru thought, "Strange! Who could it be?" So she went to the security hole in the main entrance and peered through it.
"Hey! Isn't that Uncle Xu, the building manager? What's he doing here all alone?"
Uncle Xu stood with his back to the door, one hand on the wall, shaking his head and sighing.
"Strange! Uncle Xu is about to go back to the mainland to get married, he should be happy, why does he suddenly look so dejected? Is he having some trouble? I wonder if I can help him?"
Qianru opened the door, and Uncle Xu suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Who is it?"
"It's me! Uncle Xu! What are you doing here alone so early in the morning? Why are you crying?" Qianru asked with concern.
"Oh! It's you! It's nothing! I'll go downstairs now." Uncle Xu replied.
"Uncle Xu, don't be like this, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me! Maybe I can help!"
"Sigh! Don't mention it! You young girls wouldn't understand these things!"
"Uncle Xu! We're good neighbors! You've always taken good care of us, we should help you when you're in trouble, it would be too much of a formality for you to refuse!"
"I really can't say that!" Uncle Xu replied.
"He's troubled by getting married!" A voice suddenly came from the side.
Qianru was startled and looked towards the source of the sound. It turned out to be Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhao, who lived downstairs.
"Getting a wife should be a happy occasion! Why are you sad?" Qianru asked, full of suspicion.
Uncle Zhao replied, "Young lady, you don't understand! Old men like us are not as strong as before, and we have no offspring. We want to have a child, but unfortunately, we are powerless!"
"That's right! Since coming to Taiwan, we haven't been with any women. Maybe we're already impotent," Uncle Chen chimed in.
Uncle Xu then said, "Alright! Since they've both spoken, I'll be honest with myself! I'm going back to marry a young wife, but I'm worried about being impotent. You're a famous beauty in this building, so I came to your house to fantasize about your body and see if I could get a reaction, but I still couldn't. Sigh..."
Qianru suddenly understood, "Oh, I see! How can I help?" Qianru asked, her big, bright eyes sparkling.
At this moment, Uncle Zhao said, "What help can a little girl like you be?"
Uncle Chen replied, "Didn't Old Xu say he fantasized about your body? Why don't you just let her see it? It'll be a favor. Anyway, we old men won't be in any danger to you."
Uncle Xu said, "This...this isn't quite right! She has a husband."
Uncle Chen said again, "So what? It's just helping an old man fulfill his wish."
Qianru replied with a face as red as an apple, "Isn't there any other way?"
Uncle Chen replied, "The saying goes, 'A heart ailment needs a heart remedy.' Old Xu hasn't seen a woman in so long, of course he should..." "We need to approach her with women!"
Uncle Xu then replied, "Old Chen, stop talking! Qianru is newly married and so beautiful. Let's not be like toads trying to eat swan meat. Alas! Perhaps it's our Xu family's fate to be childless."
At this moment, Qianru's eyes were red, her head was lowered, she thought for a moment, gritted her teeth, and said, "Uncle Xu, please don't say that! I agree."
Uncle Xu said with tears in his eyes, moved, "Thank you so much for your kindness! I really don't know what to say."
Qianru gave him a charming smile and said softly, "Helping others is the source of happiness!" After saying that, she stood up gently.
At this moment, Uncle Xu, Uncle Chen, and Uncle Zhao breathed a sigh of relief! They couldn't help but feel nervous, their hearts filled with mixed feelings. Only then did they realize that Qianru was wearing pajamas.
Qianru slowly untied the belt of her nightgown, revealing her flawless, white body. She was wearing light pink underwear, which was somewhat transparent. Then, Qianru loosened the clasp at her chest, and her two full breasts sprang out, each with a small pink nipple. Shyly, she held her bra and gently moved her hands down, hooking them onto her panties.
"I'm going to take them off!" Qianru said in a voice so low it could barely be heard.
At this moment, Uncle Xu, Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Chen opened their eyes wide, their senses reeling at the sight of Qianru's flawless body.
Qianru finally pulled down her pink panties, lifting her left leg, then her right, and stood gracefully before Uncle Xu and the others.
Uncle Chen couldn't help but swallow, saying, "What a beautiful body!"
Qianru's face broke into a smile that was both proud and shy: "Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Chen! Uncle Xu, is this alright?"
Uncle Xu snapped out of his daze: "Oh! It seems... it's not quite right yet!"
At this moment, Uncle Chen said, "Xiaoqian! Can we do something a little more exciting? Maybe we old men haven't seen a woman in too long, this just isn't enough!"
Qianru blushed even more: "Then, how about we go inside my house? I feel a little cold." Qianru couldn't think of a reply, so she just made up an excuse.
Uncle Zhao said, "Okay! We'll go inside and sit for a while."
The four of them walked into Qianru's living room and sat on the sofa. Because everyone was a little embarrassed, they all fell silent for a moment.
Then Uncle Chen spoke up: "Xiaoqian! You're newly married, your husband must pamper you a lot! How many times a week do you do it on average?"
Qianru replied, "Every day!" Her cheeks flushed again.
"Then can you do something a little more seductive, so we can regain our virility!" Uncle Zhao blurted out.
Qianru couldn't help but feel nervous. It was the first time she had been naked in front of anyone other than her husband, yet she felt a guilty pleasure. She knew she was already wet, but she hesitated and stammered, "What kind of seductive position?"
Uncle Chen said, "For example, spread your legs a little wider."
Qianru unconsciously did as Uncle Chen said, spreading her legs. She was already very wet, her clitoris slightly turned outwards, and her clitoris was even more prominent. She closed her eyes, feeling this tingling pleasure.
At this moment, Uncle Xu and the other two leaned forward to look closely. Qianru could almost feel their breath, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, her vaginal fluids flowing all over the sofa.
"Is this okay?" Qianru asked softly.
Uncle Xu looked down and said, "It's a bit hard, but it doesn't seem enough!"
Qianru looked a little discouraged, her eyes welling up with tears, and said, "What should we do?"
At this moment, Uncle Zhao said, "Qianru, I think you should go all the way and give us a handjob, okay?" Qianru
asked in confusion, "What does 'handjob' mean?"
Uncle Zhao replied, "It means using your hands and mouth to stimulate us there!"
Qianru suddenly understood, but she hesitated.
At this moment, Uncle Chen said, "Can you bear to see Old Xu childless?"
Uncle Xu said, "Qianru, can I touch you? Just for a moment."
Qianru thought about it for a moment, and since she could help Uncle Xu, she figured it was okay. Actually, her body was already aroused, and without thinking too much, she said, "Uncles, please stop, I agree!"
Qianru, having decided to go all out, became bolder, after all, it was a good deed! So she asked Uncle Xu to stand up and take off his pants, then began to suckle.
Meanwhile, Zhao and Chen weren't idle either; they approached Qianru from either side and began to grope her.
Uncle Xu asked Qianru to lie on the sofa and kept rubbing her clitoris with his hands. Zhao and Chen didn't let up either; soon, three hands were roaming over Qianru's clitoris, labia, and vaginal opening.
Waves of stimulation spread from her lower body; this stimulation was too much for the newlywed Qianru, and she couldn't help but moan: "Oh, ah, so good!"
"Qianru! Who's touching your clitoris now?" Uncle Chen asked breathlessly.
"It's Uncle Chen's hand, ah! Right there, faster and faster."
"It's not Old Chen's hand! It's mine!" Uncle Zhao said, increasing his speed, rubbing Qianru's clitoris clockwise.
"Oh, don't stop! Anyone's hand is fine, hurry up and move me again!"
Qianru lay on the sofa, her legs spread wide, her hands gripping her thighs, her slightly large buttocks twisting back and forth.
"Ah! Anyone's hand is fine, hurry up and put it in, I... I feel so itchy and uncomfortable inside, hurry up!"
Qianru had never experienced such stimulation before. Every cell in her body felt like it was about to explode, yet it suddenly contracted. Between the contractions and expansions, she felt the throbbing in her body, while her heart was also filled with the warmth of being loved by her elders as a child and the impact of her most primal desires. Gradually, Qianru fell into an uncontrollable frenzy.
"Come on, Xiaoqian, sit up." Uncle Zhao lay down, and Qianru sat up, positioning her wet petals against his face. She grasped Uncle Chen's and Uncle Xu's penises with both hands, taking turns sucking on them. Their penises were covered in Qianru's saliva, occasionally dripping onto her body. Her long, flowing hair danced in the sunlight, creating a captivating and alluring scene.
"Uncle Xu, your...it's gotten bigger," Qianru mumbled, her words slurred with a hint of triumphant joy.
"Xiaoqian, you did it!" Uncle Xu's face flushed red as he responded, while simultaneously pressing Qianru's head down to make her take it in even deeper.
At this moment, Uncle Chen blurted out, "Xiaoqian! What's the difference between my penis and Lao Xu's?" Because Qianru's left hand was stroking Uncle Chen's penis, and Uncle Chen was also reaching the peak of his lust.
"Ahhh!!!" Qianru screamed.
"Uncle Zhao, your hand, your hand!" It turned out that Uncle Zhao, not to be outdone, inserted his right middle finger into Qianru's already wet vagina and licked her clitoris with his tongue. The slightly rough taste buds on his tongue and the thick stubble brought Qianru indescribable pleasure.
"Xiaoqian, answer me quickly! What's the difference between my penis and Lao Xu's?" Because Qianru was so stimulated, her left hand stopped stroking Uncle Chen's penis, so Uncle Chen's explanation became smoother.
Qianru spat out Uncle Xu's penis, brushed her slightly disheveled hair aside with her left hand, and said breathlessly, "Uncle Xu's is longer, but thinner; Uncle Chen's is shorter, but thicker." Qianru spoke softly with a seductive look.
At this moment, Uncle Zhao said, "Old Chen! How about we switch positions?"
Uncle Zhao got up, Uncle Chen lay down, and Qianru lay on top of Uncle Chen, rubbing her genitals against his penis.
"Qianru, can I kiss you?" Uncle Zhao asked after getting up, but before he could finish the "maybe," he kissed Qianru's lips. At first, Qianru was a little hesitant, but gradually, without realizing it, her tongue intertwined with Uncle Zhao's.
At this moment, Uncle Chen, lying below, aimed his short but thick penis at Qianru's vulva. Because Qianru was already extremely wet, Uncle Chen easily inserted his penis.
"Ah, Uncle Chen, you're so good, it feels so good, go in a little more!" Because of kissing Uncle Zhao, Qianru's pronunciation was also slurred.
"Qianru, you...you really are a bride, so tight and warm," Uncle Chen said almost hoarsely.
Uncle Xu, who had been silent, suddenly walked behind Qianru, raised his slightly small penis, and aimed it at Qianru's vulva: "Qianru, how about I go in with Old Chen too?"
"You...you're so mean, don't bully me!" At this moment, Uncle Chen's penis could no longer satisfy Qianru, but she couldn't say it aloud, so she could only say this.
Uncle Xu slowly inserted his penis. Qianru felt a slight tearing pain. Fortunately, although Uncle Chen and Uncle Xu's penises entered at the same time, they weren't much bigger than Qianru's husband, Qimin. Soon, Qianru got used to it, and instead experienced the pleasure of the irregular, simple, harmonious movements of the two penises inside her.
"Xiaoqian, are you comfortable like this?" Uncle Zhao asked from the side.
"So good, so comfortable, I can't take it anymore!" Qianru managed to utter a soft sound.
"Qian, I never expected you to be so lewd," said Uncle Xu behind Qianru.
Qianru's father was a scholar who studied natural ecology. Because of her father's work, she grew up in Taitung and spent a lot of time with children from the mountains. Traditional concepts of female chastity didn't affect her much. She only knew that this might not be good, but now, immersed in lust, she couldn't think about those things she didn't really understand. She just wanted to indulge her body and feel this fulfilling pleasure.
"I...I just want you to come in faster, faster," Qianru, unable to speak much, simply stopped and worked hard to move the two penises inside her, presenting herself completely and without reservation to the three uncles.
At this moment, Uncle Chen shouted, "I can't take it anymore! Qian, your hole is too tight, I'm about to ejaculate!" Before he finished speaking, Uncle Chen's hot semen shot into Qianru's elastic little hole.
Qianru lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and kissed Uncle Chen deeply. Then she said, "Uncle Chen, I like you!"
At this moment, Uncle Xu behind her also increased the speed of his thrusting, panting, "Qian, I want to cum too!"
"Ah, cum, um, cum inside me, I want it," Qianru answered with her eyes half closed.
Uncle Xu and Uncle Chen finally ejaculated inside Qianru, but Uncle Zhao didn't let Qianru rest. He went around to Qianru's back and said, "Old Xu, you've had your fun for so long, it's my turn now!"
So Uncle Chen and Uncle Xu stepped aside, and Qianru lay on the ground like a female dog: "Uncle Zhao, hurry up, I want it to be faster."
At this moment, Uncle Zhao inserted his penis and vigorously made piston-like movements, and Qianru's desire was rekindled.
"Qian, your butt is so big, your waist is so thin, so beautiful!" Uncle Zhao couldn't help but sincerely praise her.
"Uncle Zhao, you...you...you're bullying me!" Qianru couldn't help but reach her climax, only then realizing that she was kissing Uncle Xu's penis.
"Qian, lick my penis clean a little more," Uncle Chen said.
Qianru tried her best to clean Uncle Chen's penis, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid, but Uncle Zhao continued to thrust into her tender vagina. Just as Uncle Zhao ejaculated, Qianru finally climaxed!
At this moment, Qianru felt as if every cell in her body had condensed into a single point in her lower body. About a second later, it exploded violently, and a numbing pleasure quickly spread throughout Qianru's body. She could no longer distinguish between day and night; between dawn and moonlight; or between joy and sorrow. Qianru only felt that she had completely evaporated and sublimated into the air. In this instant, there was no more pain, no more worries, and no more sadness,
only joy, pleasure, happiness, and love.
This was a feeling Qianru had never experienced before. Even during sex with Qimin, she had never felt such an orgasm. She felt the beauty of being a woman and was proud of it.
As the semen, which she didn't know was from one of the men, flowed from the opening, time ticked by. Qianru gradually calmed down. The three men beside her were already dressed, looking at Qianru's white body with pity and complicated expressions.
"Qianru, thank goodness! You've finally woken up!" Uncle Xu said excitedly.
"Yes! We were so worried!" Uncle Chen chimed in. Qianru
said weakly, "I'm sorry! I made you all worry! I think I fainted, or maybe...madam was feeling too good." As she spoke, Qianru's voice grew softer and softer, and a few pubic hairs, whose owner she didn't know, remained on the corner of her mouth.
Uncle Zhao then asked, "Xiaoqian, are you alright? Are you worried about getting pregnant?"
Qianru flashed her captivatingly sweet smile, "No, no, uncles, don't worry. Qimin and I just got married and can't afford to raise a child, so I take birth control pills regularly."
"But, but, but I wonder if you uncles could do me a favor?" Qianru then revealed a pitiful expression.
Uncle Xu said, "Xiaoqian, you've helped me so much. I'd do anything to repay your kindness." Uncle Zhao and Uncle Chen, who were staring at Qianru's body in disbelief, could only nod frantically.
"I wonder if you could keep this a secret for me?" Qianru said, her head bowed.
Uncle Chen quickly replied, "The most important thing for us revolutionary soldiers when it comes to employment is 'trust,' so don't worry! We will never tell anyone a single word."
"Yes, yes, yes! And you've helped us regain our confidence, we're so grateful! How could we possibly harm you!"
Qianru smiled with relief, "Then, thank you all, uncles!"
It was almost dusk.
Qianru prepared dinner and sat on the sofa waiting for Qimin to return. After her afternoon nap and bath, she had recovered most of her strength, only a slight pain in her lower body lingered.
The doorbell rang!
"Wife! I'm home!" Qimin said, taking off his shoes.
"Honey! You're finally home! I missed you so much!" Qianru rushed over and hugged Qimin.
"What are you doing today? You're so happy, like a little kid." Qimin said a little impatiently. Qianru
said a little aggrievedly and guiltily, "I did something good today!"
"What good thing?"
"Well, I won't tell you!" Qianru pretended to be playful to hide her inner panic.
"Fine! As long as you're doing good deeds and helping others, I won't bother with you!" Qimin said and walked towards the bedroom.
"Really? It's okay as long as it's helping people?" Qianru asked excitedly.
Qimin said impatiently, "That's right! And you have to 'do one good deed a day'!"
Qianru went over and gave Qimin a deep kiss: "Honey! I really love you so much!"
(II)
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Friday, August 21, 1998
The morning glory on the windowsill climbed the railing, and sunlight filtered through the leaves. Summer mornings always come especially early. It was 6:30 in the morning.
Qianru got up very early today because she was going to volunteer at the orphanage. After a quick breakfast, she and Qimin went out together, and Qimin drove her to the bus stop. They
arrived at the orphanage around 8:00. She asked the administrative staff about today's work. It turned out that today's lesson was outdoor education, and they would be taking the children to the Tamsui beach to collect rock specimens.
"Qian, you might have a bit of a hard time today!" a staff member said.
Qianru looked at the staff member with slight confusion: "What's going on? Isn't it just an outdoor teaching trip?"
The staff member replied: "It is an outdoor teaching trip, that's right! But this time you'll be taking two new people with intellectual disabilities on the trip."
"People with intellectual disabilities!?"
"They're people with lower IQs, though they're commonly called 'children,' they're actually adults." the staff member explained. "Because you're the gentlest and most patient of all the volunteers, and you can drive, that's why we've assigned you." the staff member added.
Qianru shrugged: "It's okay! Can I see their information then?"
The staff member found two documents and handed them to Qianru. Qianru looked at them; one of the people with intellectual disabilities was named Zhihong, 21 years old; the other was named Bairong, 19 years old. They were both orphans.
"These two, you can call them Ah Hong and Ah Rong. Their IQ is only at a kindergarten level, so you'll have to be patient," the staff member said.
"Okay. I'll take them out then!" Qianru took the car keys from the table, walked into the classroom, and called out to the noisy classroom, "Which two are Ah Hong and Ah Rong? Please come out to the teacher."
Because Qianru has a scholar father and her grandfather was educated in Japan, Qianru's English and Japanese are quite good. She usually teaches English to the children at the orphanage, and the children are used to calling her "Teacher Qian."
Ah Hong and Ah Rong came out. Qianru looked at them. Ah Hong had a buzz cut, was short and chubby, with a big belly, wearing shorts and sneakers, and holding some kind of snack in his hand; Ah Rong was taller, with a burly build, and messy hair, so he must be quite strong.
"Okay, you two come with me." Qianru led them to the parking lot.
The two intellectually disabled children were noisy and even a little mischievous along the way, which even Qianru found a bit overwhelming. However, under Qianru's patient guidance, they had collected quite a few rock samples by noon.
"Alright! Ah Hong and Ah Rong, come back for lunch!" Qianru called out from the beach.
It was a beautiful beach where the sea and sky met as far as the eye could see. Directly in front was a sandy shore, and to the right were some rocks. Since it wasn't a holiday, the three of them were the only ones on the beach.
Ah Hong and Ah Rong ran back. Ah Hong asked, "Teacher, what's for lunch today?"
"It's tuna sandwiches, they're delicious!" Qianru flashed her sweet smile again.
Ah Hong and Ah Rong happily ate their lunch, while Qianru used the time to go to the restroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, she shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief. It was summer, and Qianru was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt, over which she wore a short-sleeved silk shirt, and a light blue A-line skirt.
Covered in sweat, Qianru thought for a moment and decided to take off her shirt and underwear. No one would see her here, and she could just put them back on when she got home.
As she walked back to the car, Qianru pondered what to do with them that afternoon. Before she knew it, she was at the car. As soon as Arong saw Qianru, he exclaimed, "Teacher, I want to turn on the air conditioning and take a nap!"
Qianru, feeling hot, replied, "Okay! Let's close the windows and take a nap!"
When the engine started and the air conditioning was on, Qianru felt a refreshing coolness, and the annoying stickiness disappeared. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard Ahong say, "Teacher, I can't sleep!"
Qianru, sitting in the driver's seat, turned to look at the two intellectually disabled children in the back seat and smiled wryly, "What is it now? Do you want Teacher to sing?"
Ahong said, "No, I want Teacher to hug me while I sleep."
Qianru blushed slightly, "No! Teacher is a girl, and you are boys. Men and women shouldn't touch each other!
" Hong was almost crying with grievance: "I don't care! I just want Teacher to hold me while I sleep."
Arong was not to be outdone, saying: "Teacher, Teacher, me too, me too." Qianru couldn't persuade
them otherwise, and after thinking about it, she figured they were just kids after all, so she agreed: "Okay! Teacher will come over and let you hold me while I sleep, but you have to sleep well!"
Hong and Arong were overjoyed, their faces showing innocent smiles: "Yes! Thank you so much, Teacher!"
Qianru opened the car door, asked Arong to get out first and move to the back seat, sitting between the two "kids". Hong immediately leaned his swollen body to Qianru's right, and then Arong also leaned against Qianru, hugging her tightly with both hands. The three of them squeezed into the back seat like that.
At first, Qianru felt very uncomfortable, as if she was being crushed. But perhaps Ah Hong and Ah Rong were too tired from playing in the morning, and they fell asleep soon after. Qianru felt embarrassed to disturb their sleep. On the other hand, the unique scent of mature men on them also stirred something within Qianru.
Qianru was really tired, so she simply closed her eyes and took a nap. Unconsciously, she dreamed of Qimin again—her beloved husband. In her dream, she dreamed that she and Qimin were embracing naked, and Qimin was gently blowing on her ear—her most sensitive part. Qianru felt that she was already a little wet. Her hand slowly moved towards Qimin's penis, wandering between Qimin's legs. She also noticed the changes in Qimin's body, while enjoying the tingling sensation of Qimin's breath on her ear.
"Ah!" Qianru unconsciously moaned softly.
Qianru felt her whole body begin to heat up. A certain sensation emanating from her lower body gradually spread throughout her body. Every nerve ending felt an indescribable tremor, like joy, like pleasure, like a midsummer breeze on her face, like the gentle sunlight of early spring. But, but it seemed like something was missing?
What
was missing? A sense of emptiness!
Yes! A sense of emptiness, like being under the scorching sun, only able to gaze at the sea from afar, unable to plunge into the sea to enjoy its refreshing coolness; unable to feel the rhythm of nature between the ebb and flow of the tide.
She thought, she longed, longed to fill this ever-growing emptiness and loneliness, longed for Qimin's gradually swollen penis to fill her. Unconsciously, she gently rubbed her clitoris with her slender fingers, while her other hand stroked Qimin's lustful penis.
Suddenly, a sound came from afar. Qianru didn't want to pay attention to it; she only wanted to enjoy Qimin's tenderness, Qimin's love. However, the sound grew louder and louder.
"Teacher~~ Teacher~ Teacher, what's wrong? Teacher!" It was Ahong and Arong's voices.
Qianru woke with a start, looking to her right at those innocent eyes—Arong's eyes, filled with anxiety and helplessness, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Teacher, what's wrong? Are you sick?" Arong asked anxiously.
Qianru realized she had made a blunder, but quickly straightened up and said, "It's alright, Teacher just had a nightmare."
At this moment, Ahong interjected, "But, but, Teacher, I think I'm sick!"
Qianru was startled and quickly asked, "Ahong, what's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"
Ahong answered hesitantly, "No, it's just that...it's swollen here."
Qianru followed Ahong's gaze and saw that his already slightly flushed face had turned even redder. It turned out that while having a wet dream, he had unconsciously touched Ahong's penis, so of course it was swollen.
"It's alright, it'll go down in a bit," Qianru said, unsure how else to answer, and could only make up an excuse.
Ah Hong looked aggrieved: "But...but it hurts so much, Teacher."
At this moment, Ah Rong spoke up: "Teacher, I also have a big lump, even bigger than Ah Hong's. Will I die?"
Ah Hong had already started crying: "Teacher, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
Startled by these two little devils, Qian Ru was at a loss, so she put on a stern face: "Alright! Stop arguing! Didn't I say it would be fine in a moment?"
Ah Hong cried even louder: "Come on! Teacher, I don't want to die!"
"Teacher, can you take a look at me?" It was Ah Rong's voice.
Qian Ru turned her head to the other side, and the scene before her startled her. Ah Rong had already taken off his pants, and his dark, thick penis stood erect. Qian Ru had never seen such a large penis before, and stared at it in a daze, her suppressed lust reigniting.
At this moment, Ah Hong cried and said, "Teacher, please take a look at me too!"
Qianru looked at Ah Hong's penis. Although the size was not as terrible as Ah Rong's, it was only a little smaller than Qimin's.
Qianru stretched out her trembling left hand and slowly grasped Arong's penis. She thought to herself: the fastest way to reduce the swelling of this "bump" is to make it "ejaculate" quickly. On the other hand, her vagina was also sending an unsettling nerve signal to the brain's sensory center.
"Okay, teacher will take a look and see if I can make it go down quickly, but you have to sit still and not move around!" Qianru replied gently, having come up with a solution, and felt a little proud of her "cleverness."
So, Qianru grasped Arong's penis with her left hand and Ahong's with her right, and began to vigorously move it up and down. Meanwhile, the tingling sensation in Qianru's vagina grew stronger, as if countless tiny insects were crawling inside. She clenched her thighs and rubbed them together, trying to reduce the tingling feeling, but unexpectedly, it only made her more aroused. She felt a wet patch under her seat, and the desire she had just experienced in her sleep rekindled. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan: "Ah... um..."
At this moment, Arong said, "Teacher, are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Arong, who was enjoying being masturbated by Qianru, said intermittently,
"No, no, no, teacher, my hand is just a little sore." Qianru was beginning to lose control of herself as she answered.
Ahong said, "Teacher, do you want to take a break?"
Qianru thought: Take a break!? That would mean all her efforts were wasted, and she would have to start all over again.
Her hands were indeed sore. These two little devils had quite the "stamina." Qianru racked her brains for a solution, while simultaneously battling the burning desire within her. The growing craving, the increasingly uncontrollable need, accompanied by the two mature men, made Qianru increasingly unable to extricate herself. She felt as if her entire body was on fire.
Lust, a raging fire, intensely enveloped her body and mind. She felt a slight tremor in her lower abdomen, and her vagina contracted and expanded, releasing overflowing fluids. The sensation from the two thick penises she held in her hands grew increasingly intense. Unconsciously, Qianru gradually parted her tightly closed thighs slightly. At this moment, all she needed was a man—old, young, handsome, ugly, fat, thin—any man would enter her, enter her slightly tight yet moist little hole.
Finally, Qianru surrendered!
"Teacher, teacher's hands are sore. Let me help you in another way!" Qianru said somewhat embarrassedly.
Ah Hong looked innocent: "Thank you, teacher! Are you tired, teacher?"
Qianru smiled sweetly: "Teacher isn't tired, I just hope you're all better soon! Now, move aside a little."
Ah Rong and Ah Hong obediently moved away a bit. Qianru stood up, took off her light blue underwear, which was completely soaked, and threw it onto the driver's seat.
Qianru revealed a charming look and said softly to Ah Rong: "Come on! Ah Rong, sit up straight." Then, she grasped Ah Rong's penis with one hand, parted her labia with the other, and slowly inserted Ah Rong's penis.
"Ahhh!" Qianru moaned happily, finally receiving a man's penis.
"Ah! Teacher, it's so warm! So warm!" Ah Rong instinctively said his feelings.
Qianru said sweetly: "Ah Rong, be good! Teacher will move first, and then you can move with Teacher, okay?"
"Teacher, what about me?" Ah Hong asked nervously.
"Good boy, Ah Hong! It'll be your turn soon." Qianru said, then began to twist and turn, her left hand gripping Ah Hong's penis as she moved it.
"Ah Rong! Yours is so big!" Qianru had never been penetrated by such a large penis before. With each twist, it felt as if it were penetrating to the deepest part of her uterus, wave after wave of pleasure making her shout ecstatically.
"Good, good Ah Rong, good Ah Rong, you're making Teacher feel so good, move faster, move faster!" Qianru shouted.
"Teacher, teacher, I... I feel like it's getting bigger and bigger," Ah Rong obediently thrust in and out with all his might.
Qianru was even more delighted: "It's okay, it'll be over soon."
Hearing this, Arong thrust even harder, his hands gripping Qianru's slender 23-inch waist: "Teacher, your butt is so big, so white, so beautiful!"
Increasingly excited, Qianru spat: "You naughty Arong! No, you can't talk to your teacher like that."
Although Qianru was just being coquettish, she thought: What if this brat thinks I'm insulting him?
Sure enough, Arong stopped: "Teacher, I'm sorry." Before he finished speaking, Qianru kissed him with her bright red lips and continued thrusting up and down. Qianru's nimble tongue moved wildly in Arong's mouth, their saliva mingling. Arong's stubble and the scent of a mature man made Qianru even more unrestrained. Qianru knew she was close to climax.
Watching from the sidelines, Ah Hong said somewhat unbalancedly, "Teacher, I want a kiss too!"
Qianru, on the verge of climax, couldn't speak, so she moved her face towards Ah Hong and turned her body to the side: "Good girl, Ah Hong, come on, let teacher kiss you."
And so, a scene of boundless spring unfolded in the not-so-large car. Qianru sat face-to-face with Ah Rong, her vagina tightly enveloping Ah Rong's penis, while she and Ah Hong kissed passionately, her tongue skillfully darting in Ah Hong's somewhat awkward mouth.
"Ah Rong, mmm, you...you're so amazing, teacher...I can't take it anymore, harder!" At this moment, Qianru was like a female dog in heat, a female animal only wanting a man's penis.
"Teacher, I really want to 'ah-ah'!" Ah Rong replied.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" Qianru climaxed!
At this moment, Ah Rong also ejaculated his first time deep inside Qian Ru, his huge glans pressing against her cervix, feeling the contractions of her vagina during her orgasm, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of his semen.
After a few minutes, Ah Hong kept urging, "Teacher, it's my turn! It's my turn!"
Qian Ru, whose legs were weak, slowly stood up. Due to the cramped space inside the car, Qian Ru could only bend over and sit next to Ah Hong: "Ah Hong, be good! How about Teacher helps you in another way?"
Ah Hong excitedly replied, "Okay! Okay! I don't want to be like Ah Rong."
So Qian Ru stroked Ah Hong's scrotum and penis with her left hand, and with her right hand, she helped Ah Hong kneel down and face Ah Rong, instructing Ah Hong, "Don't move!" Then Qian Ru lay down facing Ah Rong, presenting her snow-white buttocks to Ah Hong's penis.
"Come on! Ah Hong, be good! Give your sick spot to your teacher." Qianru placed her left hand on Ah Rong's broad arm, and with her right hand, she grasped Ah Hong's penis, helping him "guide" it to the correct position.
Because it had just been moistened by Ah Rong's sticky semen, Ah Hong entered Qianru's narrow hole without any effort. Qianru gently began to move back and forth: "Come on! Ah Hong, move your sick spot back and forth."
Ah Hong obediently cooperated with Qianru's instructions, his whole body of fat jiggling incessantly, and Qianru's desire was rekindled: "Oh~~ Ah~~ Good Ah Hong, that's it!"
Qianru suddenly grabbed Ah Rong's still slightly hard penis: "Ah, Ah Rong, you... you seem to be not completely healed yet. Let your teacher take another look." After saying that, she stuck out her small tongue and licked Ah Rong's glans, cleaning away the remaining semen and other impurities.
Under Qianru's provocation, Arong gradually became hard again. Qianru couldn't help but exclaim, "Arong, you're amazing!"
Arong, of course, didn't understand Qianru's "praise" and asked in a panic, "Teacher! You said I'm very sick! What should I do?"
Qianru laughed inwardly, but behind her, Ahong's penis kept "attacking" her. Unable to speak, Qianru simply didn't answer and continued to suck on Arong's dark and increasingly large penis.
Ah Hong thrust vigorously into Qian Ru, her slightly large buttocks trembling with each stroke, her soft, white buttocks rippling with waves of color. Ah Hong was mesmerized, his breath coming in short gasps: "Teacher! Teacher! I'm so uncomfortable! I...I want it!" Before he could finish, a wave of pleasure surged through his glans, and Ah Hong ejaculated deep into Qian Ru's vagina.
Qian Ru continued to suck on Ah Rong's penis until he ejaculated again. But Ah Hong and Ah Rong, being adults, recovered quickly, each ejaculating three times throughout the afternoon.
Although exhausted, Qian Ru patiently helped the two "little ones" put on their pants and coaxed them to sleep: "Listen carefully, you two! You can't tell any other children about your illness or how I treated you today! Otherwise, I won't talk to you anymore!"
Ah Rong and Ah Hong replied wearily, "Yes, Teacher!" The two children were quite obedient, and Qian Ru trusted them.
After the two little devils fell asleep, Qianru cleaned up the "mess," gazing at their innocent sleeping postures, thinking to herself: I've done another good deed today.
(III)
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Wednesday, September 23, 1998
"Honey! I'm in the departure hall now, I've already checked in! The flight is CI-100, it will take off around noon and arrive at Haneda Airport (airport: meaning "airport" in Japanese) around 4 pm local time." It was Qianru's sweet voice.
Because Qianru's grandfather currently lives in Sapporo, Hokkaido, Japan, Qianru hadn't had a chance to visit him since getting married, so she took a week off from the orphanage, arranged all her itinerary, and prepared to go to Japan. Actually, Qimin was originally going to go with her, but something came up at the company, so Qianru went to Japan alone. Although she was very reluctant, her husband had recently been promoted to deputy manager, so there was nothing she could do about it.
Because Qianru speaks Japanese and had been to Japan before, Qimin felt comfortable letting her go alone: "Okay! I'm busy. Just call me home before you go to bed tonight." Qimin said somewhat impatiently.
Hanging up the phone a little angrily, Qianru spent 300 yuan on "airport service fees" to enter the immigration office and smoothly arrived at gate 15 to board the plane. Sitting idly in her seat, she couldn't help but let her mind wander.
Since Qimin was promoted to deputy manager, he didn't return home until almost 10 pm every day. The once cozy dinners were now only eaten by Qianru alone, and even their intimate moments at night had decreased. Although Qianru felt lonely, she didn't complain to Qimin, except for the increasingly urgent need for physical intimacy.
"Dear passengers, welcome aboard China Airlines," came the airline's announcement over the loudspeaker.
Qianru boarded the plane and flipped through some catalogs on the seat, recognizing it as a Boeing 747-400. Qianru preferred Boeing aircraft; she always felt Airbus takeoffs weren't exciting enough, while Boeing planes took off faster. Little did she know that this was related to the pilot, not the aircraft itself.
After three boring hours and a meal on the plane, they finally arrived in Tokyo. Looking out the window, there were quite a few ships coming and going in Tokyo Bay. Due to the large number of heavy industries in Tokyo Bay, such as Chiba, Yokohama, and Kimitsu, the water appeared a dark brown, polluted color from the air.
The plane finally landed at Haneda Airport, Tokyo's domestic airport (the international airport is Narita Airport). Strangely, only China Airlines can land at Haneda. Because Haneda Airport is much closer to downtown Tokyo than Narita Airport, most people traveling to Japan prefer to fly with China Airlines.
With plenty of time, Qianru planned to spend two or three days exploring Honshu before heading to Hokkaido. After passing through numerous security checks, she entered Japan with her large bags.
Checking the time, she knew there should be a bus to Tokyo Station to accommodate China Airlines flights, but considering it was rush hour and traffic would be extremely congested, and her hotel was near Ginza, taking the monorail would be faster.
She bought a ticket for 470 yen and boarded the monorail with her luggage. Gazing at the beautiful scenery outside the window, she arrived at the final stop, Hamamatsucho. Exiting the station, she found the cheapest taxi (in Japan, taxi fares vary depending on the car's class, with more luxurious taxis costing more, starting at 330 to 650 yen). Qianru finally arrived at her hotel; it was nearly 6 PM Japan time.
After settling her luggage, Qianru changed into a denim mini-skirt. The well-fitting skirt accentuated her slender waist and full hips (34C-23-37), perfectly showcasing her feminine curves. She went downstairs for a meal, only to be shocked by the price: nearly 3,000 yen per meal! After a moment's thought, Qianru decided to eat ramen at a roadside stall – cheaper and tastier.
Japanese roadside ramen is famously delicious, with a flavorful broth. Qianru ate a large bowl and strolled contentedly down the street. As she walked, Qianru couldn't help but admire the country. In Japan, pedestrian crossings are accompanied by music, with different music for each direction to help blind people navigate (blind people cannot distinguish traffic lights). Glancing out of the
corner of her eye, she saw several homeless men in suits sitting in the shadows at a street corner. Qianru thought: these are probably homeless people laid off after the Southeast Asian financial crisis! Due to the Southeast Asian economic crisis, Japan was also significantly impacted, leading to widespread layoffs in some companies. Those laid off, some too ashamed to return home, became homeless. Unlike typical homeless people, these individuals possessed strong self-respect; even as homeless, they maintained a traditional Japanese "samurai" spirit, wearing suits and ties. Kind-
hearted Qianru decided to stop shopping. After carefully observing the three homeless individuals, she returned to her original ramen stall, bought three more bowls of ramen, and approached them.
"Hello, I saw you sitting here, so I bought three bowls of ramen for you," Qianru said in fluent Japanese.
The haughty Japanese men, however, refused her offer: "We don't need your meddling, go away!" said one of the men, a portly man who appeared to be in his forties.
Qianru smiled patiently: "Sue-mi-ma-san, I didn't mean anything by it. I just bought too much ramen, and my friend can't finish it all, so I wanted to treat you." She told a small lie.
Another man, about fifty years old, said, "You're lying. We saw you coming over without any noodles in your hand. You're just pitying us; we don't need your pity."
Qianru shrugged and said helplessly, "Fine! It's up to you whether you eat or not. I'll set it out for you." After saying that, Qianru squatted down and poured the three packets of ramen into disposable bowls, then arranged the chopsticks, spoons, and other utensils.
After Qianru finished, she looked up and noticed that the three men were looking at her strangely. She realized that she was wearing a short skirt, and that she must have given herself away when she squatted down. She blushed and quickly tried to smooth things over: "Gentlemen, are you going to eat or not?"
The fat man said, "I told you we don't need your meddling."
At this moment, another man who had been silent spoke up: "Section Chief, I don't think she meant any harm. We should thank her." This man was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, also a little fat, with small eyes and a friendly smile.
"Hello! My name is Nakamaru; this is Mr. Matsuno, my section chief; and that is Mr. Noto, my deputy section chief. Thank you for your hospitality!" the younger man introduced.
"So you're from the same company," Qianru said. Upon closer inspection, Mr. Matsuno was a bit overweight, with an almost deathly pale complexion, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and a rather serious expression. Mr. Noto was of average build, just a little short, and his hair was thinning, with the remaining hair turning white.
Matsuno then said, "Miss, we appreciate your kindness, but we don't want to freeload. We need to support ourselves." Qianru
thought for a moment, "Okay! I'm going to Hokkaido in a couple of days. Could you please help me with my luggage when I get to the airport?"
"That's fine!" Matsuno said simply, "So, what's your name? Where do you live?"
Qianru, of course, wouldn't be foolish enough to reveal her real name: "My name is Koike. I'm a Japanese-Chinese, currently living in Singapore. I'm back in Japan to visit relatives." "
That's right! I thought your accent was a bit strange," Noto said.
Qianru smiled, her charming dimples appearing on her cheeks: "Alright! Hurry up and eat! The noodles are getting cold!"
The three homeless men, having lowered their guard, picked up their bowls and wolfed down their ramen. Partly, they were genuinely hungry, and partly, the pure and gentle Qianru didn't seem like a bad person, not even a hint of malice.
Qianru simply sat down on the ground and chatted with them. The three of them used to work at the same company, but after the economic crisis, the company downsized and laid off their department. All three were from Tokushima in Shikoku, and because they were too ashamed to go home, they had been living on the streets of Tokyo. They were also proud of their high education and refused to do low-level work, so they spent their days here.
"What about your wives and children?" Qianru asked sadly, tears welling in her eyes.
Nakamaru answered while eating, "I'm not married yet! As for the section chief and deputy chief, their families were murdered and they all went back to Komatsushima (a small town near Tokushima)."
Qianru suddenly said, "I've been to Tokushima! I took a high-speed ferry from Kansai Airport in Osaka. I still remember the Seto Ohashi Bridge (a bridge connecting Honshu and Shikoku) at dusk, it was so beautiful!" Qianru gestured like a child. Noto
said with emotion, "Yes! That's the most beautiful bridge."
The three of them started talking endlessly about their hometowns, and Qianru listened with great interest. Before they knew it, it was 10 pm.
"By the way! Where do you sleep tonight?" Qianru asked, her bright eyes sparkling.
Matsuno and Noto seemed a little embarrassed to answer, at which point Nakamaru replied, "We don't have a place to stay, but most of the time we sleep under a bridge in Tsukiji."
Qianru was a little puzzled: "Under a bridge? Why would you choose that place?"
Nakamaru continued, "Because there's water there! Although it's not very clean, it's usable for washing hands and drying off, and it's more secluded and quiet, so we sleep more soundly."
Qianru couldn't help but ask curiously, "Could you take me to see it?"
Mr. Matsuno then replied, "I could, but I'm afraid it would take up your time, Miss Koike, and besides..."
Qianru smiled, and the streetlights... The shadow fell on her beautiful face as she gently replied, "I'm fine! I'm just afraid it's inconvenient for you!"
Mr. Matsuno hesitated, then Nakamaru said, "Alright! Let's go back now! Maybe we can chat all night!"
Qianru clapped her hands, almost jumping up with joy, "Great! I was just thinking of chatting with you all night!"
So, the four of them left Ginza and walked to the bridge connecting to Tsukiji. It was a very ordinary overpass, and it felt quite quiet at night. Actually, Ginza used to be a very lively place, but in recent years, the lively places in Tokyo have moved to Shinjuku and Yoyogi, so this place has gradually become more and more ordinary.
Upon reaching the bridge, finding no path leading down, Noto and the other two "climbed" down one by one. Nakamaru, supporting the short-skirted and somewhat unsteady Qianru, helped her down to the bottom. Once on the bridge, Qianru noticed their embarrassed expressions and, realizing she'd probably been exposed again, blushed. Under the bright moonlight, she looked even more radiant.
Matsuno broke the silence first: "Miss Koike, this is where we'll be staying."
Qianru walked around, looking at the surroundings. The ground was dirt. Near a corner of the bridge pier, there was a small, partitioned room (hardly a "house") with straw mats on the floor and several sleeping bags. Outside the partition were a small gas stove, similar to those used for camping, and other daily necessities.
At that moment, Mr. Nakamaru poured a glass of water: "Miss Koike, we only have plain water here. We hope you don't mind."
"Of course not, thank you!" Qianru replied with a smile.
The three men and one woman sat on a straw mat and chatted, mostly about the beautiful scenery of Shikoku and the local landmarks of Japan, such as the six scenic wonders of Muroran in Hokkaido, the underwater tunnel in Aomori, the beautiful women of Akita, the harsh winters of Niigata, the large aquarium and Antarctic icebreaker exhibition hall in Nagoya, the world's only mountain railway in Hakone (the platform is sloping, and the seats in the train carriages are arranged in tiers like steps), the atomic bomb ruins of Hiroshima, and the tropical scenery of Miyazaki, to name just a few.
After chatting for a while, Qianru suddenly asked, "Where can we use the restroom here?"
The three men looked troubled. Noto said, "There's no restroom here. We always go to the bushes in the back."
"Well, there's no other way. I'll go first," Qianru shrugged, stood up, and went out.
It really was a patch of grass. Qianru walked over, squatted down to use the toilet, but vaguely felt something was off.
After hearing some rustling sounds, Qianru couldn't help but chuckle. "So it was those three spying on me! No wonder, it's been so long since I've seen a woman."
Qianru coughed deliberately, stood up, slowly straightened her clothes, and walked back. Seeing the unusual looks in their eyes, she decided to be honest with them: "It seems like someone was spying on me just now!?"
Matsuno hurriedly denied it: "Uh, um, a-no, a-no, we were just worried you might be in danger, so we thought we'd keep watch for you."
Qianru nodded, smiling slightly mockingly: "Oh, is that so! Then you didn't see anything, did you?"
Nakamaru stammered: "No, absolutely not, we didn't see anything."
"Not even a little bit?" Qianru glared at Nakamaru.
Nakamaru blushed: "No, no, nothing."
"Then, someone tell me what's going on?" Qianru pointed to the bulging "tent" between Nakamaru's legs.
Actually, Matsuno and Noto weren't much better off, so they stammered, unsure how to answer.
Qianru sighed: "Sigh! I know you haven't been with a woman in a long time, I don't blame you, it's just..." Qianru didn't know how to continue.
An awkward silence followed.
Looking at the three men's bulging genitals, Qianru felt her whole body gradually heating up, and thoughtfully asked: "How do you three usually take care of your physiological needs?"
Matsuno replied: "We...we take care of ourselves."
Qianru smiled: "I feel bad for you!" The sensation inside her vagina grew stronger and stronger.
"So, among the three of you, whose is bigger?" Qianru looked at the three men with seductive eyes, her large, watery eyes filled with lust.
"Is it you, Mr. Nakamaru?" Qianru leaned closer and touched Nakamaru's swollen genitals.
Nakamaru's face grew increasingly pale: "Miss Koike, you...you're like this..."
Qianru unzipped Nakamaru's pants: "It must be very uncomfortable to hold back like this, right?"
Qianru took out Nakamaru's penis, opened her cherry-like mouth, stuck out her tongue, and licked Nakamaru's glans: "Mmm! It tastes so good!"
"What are you two still standing there for!" Qianru sucked on Nakamaru's veiny penis, her right hand rubbing Nakamaru's scrotum, and looked at Noto and Matsuno with her face turned to the side.
Matsuno and Noto, who had been staring in disbelief, eagerly moved over. Noto embraced Qianru, his hands roaming over her ample breasts, while Matsuno slipped his hand under her skirt, rubbing her clitoris with his middle finger.
"Oh, Mr. Matsuno, you...you're touching me so well," Qianru mumbled, her mouth full of his penis.
Noto and Matsuno then stripped Qianru naked, themselves also becoming completely naked. "Koike-san, your skin is so white, even more beautiful than the girls in Akita," Noto exclaimed.
Qianru lay on her side on the straw mat, her mouth full of Nakamaru's penis, her left hand gripping Matsuno's penis, her left leg lifted by Noto, who continued kissing her genitals.
"Notoh-sam (Mr. Noto), your beard is so prickly, so itchy," Qianru gasped, overwhelmed by the intense stimulation.
Nakamaru said, "Miss Koike, your tongue is so nimble. You must often do it with your husband at home!"
"Mmm," Qianru cried out in pleasure, further stimulating the three men.
"Koike-san, do you want my fingers inserted?" Noto asked.
"Mmm, ahh, hurry, hurry, come in, I want it, ahhhhh!" Noto had already inserted his fingers into Qianru's vagina.
"I've never seen such a wet vagina before, it's so wonderful!" Noto exclaimed.
Matsuno also said with some ill intent, "Miss Koike, you wouldn't mind if my fingers went in, would you?"
"Oh, you, you three, all of you, insert them all at once!" Qianru cried out wildly.
Nakamaru then withdrew his penis from Qianru's mouth, and the three of them together laid Qianru flat. Matsuno spread Qianru's legs, preparing to insert their fingers into Qianru's body.
"It's going in!" Noto said impatiently.
"Mmm, hurry up," Qianru raised her head slightly to look at the three of them.
Noto first inserted his middle finger: "How does it feel?"
"So good! Matsuno-san, hurry up and fuck me." Qianru became even more lewd.
At this moment, Nakamaru was not to be outdone and inserted his middle finger into Qianru's tight vagina: "Say it! Say you like being fucked!"
Qianru, who was confused and infatuated, said: "I... I like... I like being fucked."
Matsuno said loudly and proudly: "You slutty woman, say more!" At the same time, his three fingers kept making piston-like movements in Qianru.
"Ah... I... I'm a slutty woman... hurry... hurry up and fuck me." Qianru said such vulgar words for the first time.
"Slap!" At this moment, Noto slapped Qianru's snow-white buttocks hard: "Be more lewd!"
"I... I'm... I'm a woman who is available to anyone, I need... I need men's penises."
"Come on, call me a good husband." Nakamaru said.
"Mmm, good husband, a-na-da, you all are, my good husband, good brother," Qianru said in a
soft, whiny voice. Nengteng said, "You slut! I'll fuck you to death!"
Qianru cried out, "Ah, good husband, mmm, fuck me to death, fuck me to death! Fuck me to death, this slutty woman, faster, husband, faster, faster, I'm about to climax!"
With three fingers thrusting violently, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from Qianru's vagina; she had climaxed.
"Wow! This woman can even 'squirt'!" Matsuno couldn't help but exclaim.
The three of them then flipped Qianru over, making her lie face down. Matsuno adjusted Qianru's body, making her pink, round buttocks stick up: "You bitch! Let me fuck you to death!" Matsuno said.
"Oh, good husband, insert it, fuck my filthy little hole to death," Qianru turned back, looking at the three behind her with seductive eyes.
At this moment, Nakamaru said, "Vice Minister Noto, please go first." Nakamaru even brought up workplace ethics at this point.
Noto, without any hesitation, aimed his penis between Qianru's labia and forcefully thrust it in: "I love women with big butts the most."
"Kiss~~~, Noto, Noto, you're going all the way in!" A feeling of fullness quickly spread from Qianru's lower body to her entire body, like an electric shock.
"Come here and lick this." Matsuno walked around to Qianru's front, pointing his penis at her cherry-like mouth.
Qianru stuck out her tongue and licked along Matsuno's glans, then took Matsuno's scrotum into her mouth: "Mmm, Matsuno, my husband, yours is so big and hard!"
Nōtō kept thrusting his penis and said to Nakamaru: "Nakamaru-san, do you want to play with her asshole?"
Qianru didn't know the Japanese for "asshole," so she didn't object. So, Matsuno lay on the ground, Qianru straddled Matsuno and let Matsuno insert his penis into her vagina, Nōtō stood in front of Qianru and let Qianru clean up the secretions with her mouth, Nakamaru went around behind Qianru, knelt on the ground, and thrust his huge penis into Qianru's anus.
"Ouch! No, not there!" A sharp pain made Qianru scream loudly.
"Slap!" Noto slapped Qianru across the face: "You slut who needs to be fucked, suck it properly!"
The humiliating pleasure gradually replaced the tearing pain. Qianru endured the urge to defecate in her anus, mixed with the intense stimulation from deep within her vagina.
"Ah, so good, so big, husband," Qianru began to ramble incoherently.
At this moment, Matsuno gasped: "I can't take it anymore! This tight little hole, I'm about to cum!"
"I...I...I can't hold on much longer either," Nakamaru shouted at the same time.
With Noto's penis in her mouth, Qianru said indistinctly: "Oh...I'm going to cum, husband, cum all of it inside."
Finally, with wild thrusting, Matsuno and Nakamaru respectively ejaculated their scalding semen into Qianru's vagina and rectum. About twenty seconds later, Noto also ejaculated into Qianru's mouth. It was the first time Qianru had tasted such thick semen, and she swallowed it all.
The four lay naked on the straw mat, panting. Nakamaru spoke first: "Koike-san, I'm sorry! We were a bit rough just now!"
Qianru glanced at Nakamaru, her face slightly flushed from the climax, and a charming smile bloomed on her lips: "It's okay!"
Qianru climbed onto Nakamaru's chest and gave him a passionate kiss, their tongues entwining.
At this moment, Noto said: "Miss Koike, you're such a good person."
Qianru gave the other two passionate kisses in succession: "I hope you work hard and don't be afraid to do lowly jobs. As long as you work hard, you will definitely succeed soon."
Matsuno said, "That's true. We'll go look for jobs tomorrow."
Nakamaru also said, "Yes, thank you for your encouragement, Miss Koike. We must work hard and prove our worth to our former boss who fired us."
"And to our families back home," Noto added.
Qianru smiled and said, "That's my good husband!"
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Looking down from the air, Sapporo's Chitose Airport was semi-circular and nestled in a lush forest. This morning, Noto and the other two had made a special trip to help her with her luggage and see her off, keeping their promise. The passion of that night still lingered in Qianru's mind.
Stepping out of the airport, Qianru finally saw her grandfather, whom she hadn't seen in a long time. She ran over and threw herself into his arms.
"Grandpa! I missed you so much!" Qianru said coquettishly.
"Oh! My dear granddaughter, you're getting more and more beautiful!" Grandpa laughed. "Why are you so happy? Was Tokyo fun?"
Qianru hugged Grandpa tightly: "Yes, it was fun! I even did a good deed!"

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