[The Lustful Female PhD] [Unabridged, Complete] [Author: Zheng Jia]

Synopsis:

Satisfying the mind, leaving the body empty. This is hardly what a woman should do in her life, but Zhong Qi refuses to believe it. She wants to pursue her sexual credits, to bring her voluptuous body to the most ecstatic orgasms. She loves to do what she loves most all the time, to have a man's hand linger on her breasts… Alas! These sexual credits are hard to earn. She must find different men and women to review her lessons, until she meets Fang Zikang, and she finally understands… that he is the only man who can give her a perfect score.

Male protagonist: Fang Zikang Female protagonist: Zhong Qi

Foreword

: Zheng Jia's statement: Here, I want to emphasize that this is an absolutely 18+ book. If you are under 18, please respect yourself and do not pick it up to read. If you are over 18, please respect yourself and do not show it to your younger siblings. Zheng Jia's book covers all aspects of sex and love. Whether you are having sex with a man or a woman, you must hold one concept in mind: it is a human need. Sex is not dirty. Sex should be beautiful, just like dressing up, buying a car, ordering food, and choosing a birthday gift—it requires careful selection and shouldn't be rushed. Human sexual organs provide physiological pleasure, and you can experience the pleasure of sex, but there's a prerequisite: your mind must be mature and stable.

In Zheng Jia's view, sex is the best driving force for pleasing each other's bodies. A woman's curves and a man's masculinity should both be appreciated, not just taken off and used indiscriminately. Men shouldn't focus solely on a woman's breasts, and women shouldn't focus solely on a man's pectoral muscles. Don't rush to explore the genitals under skirts and pants; after all, everyone is pretty much the same, so why compare and argue over a few centimeters? Actually, a woman's neck and shoulders are also beautiful, and I especially love looking at a woman's legs and feet. Long, slender calves and neat, clean toes will also pique Zheng Jia's interest, just as a well-shaped man's buttocks and strong arms are very attractive to her. Don't assume Zheng Jia is bisexual. I'm equally enthusiastic and excited about attractive women and men.

Zheng Jia values foreplay; good foreplay is far more enjoyable than frantic thrusting. Don't be like pigs, monkeys, dogs, or cats, pouncing and ramming on anyone you like. The pleasurable atmosphere might only last three minutes. If you consider yourself an animal, then don't listen to my ramblings; go back to what dogs do! I'm not against sex, but especially for girls, if you're going to have sex, have some class. Just like wearing a helmet when riding a bike, knee pads when playing ball, and a whistle or stun gun when walking at night, you should wear a condom during sex.

Men let the sperm take responsibility after sex, but women let the sperm and egg share the responsibility. If your egg falls for sperm abandoned by its owner, you'll have to prepare for baby formula, diapers, and a future wet nurse. But these days, wet nurses often abort children. You, the most womanly woman, will regret it!

In short, if you're going to play, play it well. Zheng Jia often does this, enjoying it immensely without any aftereffects. Preparation beforehand is absolutely essential. That's where my cleverness lies. I hope this book gives you sensory pleasure. Let me reiterate: if you're under eighteen, please put the book down; I don't want you to touch it. If you're over eighteen and want to see Zheng Jia's writing skills, please feel free to offer your guidance. Perhaps some techniques will require your instruction. Whether it's a friendly exchange or a discussion, let's test our skills.

Enough talk, let's read!

Chapter 1.

What exactly is sex? This question has always puzzled Zhong Qi. Even though she has a doctorate in psychology and has worked as an amateur model, she still can't find the knack for this seemingly simple yet complex physiological subject.

Sometimes she wondered why there wasn't a dedicated course on sexology in universities. If such a course existed, it would undoubtedly be packed, with every seat filled. The professor would have to be tall, handsome, and ideally, the student himself would be exceptionally attractive, thus gaining the respect and persuasion of the students. Unfortunately, like many Taiwanese women, Chung Chi lived a life bound by tradition.

From childhood, she lived entirely under the expectations of her family and friends, studying diligently, remaining obedient, and never daring to express her suppressed emotions for fear of violating ethics and disgracing her family. Carrying her parents' hopes, she grew up in prestigious universities, graduating from National Taiwan University and then studying abroad. At the age of twenty-five, she graduated from the University of Maryland with a degree in psychology, completing her best gift to her parents and officially escaping the era of being exploited by the pressures of academic achievement.

Zhong Qi was not only academically gifted, but also remarkably well-developed. By the age of seventeen, she possessed an impressive 288cm frame, perfectly proportioned with a 36-24-36 figure, making her a prominent figure among teachers and students at school. However, due to traditional family values, she dared not unleash her inner desires and could only devote all her energy to her studies, enduring her awkward teenage years.

Deep down, she shared the same thought as many women: in this age of information overload, why allow her body to feel empty and lonely? Sometimes she fantasized that if every book represented a different, typical man, she might have made love hundreds of times, nourishing both her mind and body, fostering growth. This, she thought, would be a beneficial experience for both body and soul, rather than being constrained by morality and subjected to the harsh judgment of society.

The restriction imposed on a beautiful woman with a stunning figure only fueled Zhong Qi's inner desires, especially in the quiet of the night. She felt an intense urge for a strong, muscular man to possess her, driving her to ecstasy and unbearable pleasure. A growing sense of urgency told her that once she became an intelligent and beautiful woman, she would grant her body the same treatment as her mind. She would no longer believe in the nonsense about virginity. Sex was so wonderful; why bind herself so tightly? She would revolutionize female sexuality, ensuring this privilege was no longer solely for men.

In her final year of university, she began spreading this message among her friends. She actively joined the volleyball team, making herself known to every man in the school. And she lived up to expectations, deliberately wearing low-cut round necklines and tight mini-shorts with the hem folded inwards to accentuate her belly button ring, captivating the men in the audience with the alluring glimpse and making her the object of their nighttime fantasies.

Such provocative hints often drew special attention from her teammates. Sometimes, during breaks, teammates would approach her and say, "Zhong Qi, some basketball and hockey players have been staring at your butt like they want to devour you." "Let them have their way with me," she would sometimes reply, surprising her teammates who thought she was joking, but it truly reflected her desire. Making love with a young, strong man was her first lesson in her sex education. Later, she wanted to try mature men, intelligent men, bad boys, or handsome idols. After graduating, she wanted to break free from all burdens, shatter the image of Chinese women presented to the world, and step into the most important stage of her life.

However, before she even graduated, she was given her first lesson in sex education, fully satisfying her thirst for knowledge.

She remembered that day, Zhong Qi practiced volleyball until nine o'clock at night. Sweating profusely, she went alone to the women's changing room to shower. In the dimly lit space, apart from the sound of running water, there was no other sound. Through the moonlight, only Zhong Qi's exquisite curves and full, rounded breasts could be seen projected through the shower curtain. Her hands, along with the shower gel, moved over her body, appearing to be self-pleasuring. Faint moans could be heard from within. The dormant desires deep within her were fully awakened.

She loves to caress her beautiful body while taking a bath, especially after exercising. She enjoys sliding her palms over her smooth skin and sometimes even slides her fingers slowly into her inner groove, using her fingers to nimbly move them to achieve a state of full-body arousal.

She would suck on her own fingers while her other hand moved in and out of her vagina. Warm water dripped from the showerhead, coursing through her body and drawing her deeper into her inner world of meditation. The feeling of masturbation was perhaps better than real sex; at least she could let her imagination run wild with the person she wanted.

"Oh... Tang Chong... I want you... inside me..." Zhong Qi closed her eyes, lost in her own fantasy. The name she was calling was Tang Chong, the captain of the basketball team. He was 187 cm tall, with long arms and legs, thick body hair, and striking eyebrows and a straight nose—hard to miss. Especially noticeable were his broad shoulders, smooth, firm chest muscles, and strong, sturdy legs. She had once shaken his hand; his long fingers and fleshy palms had indeed sparked the idea of a passionate sexual encounter with him. However, Tang Chong rarely gave women a chance; he was an arrogant guy.

Her desire was almost simultaneously fulfilled when a tall figure appeared outside the shower curtain. A large hand pulled back the curtain, and their eyes met, leaving Zhong Qi, who was in the throes of passion, speechless. Zhong Qi nervously covered her chest with her hands, completely at a loss for what to do.

"There's no water in the men's changing room. Can I take a shower here?" Tang Chong's sweat soaked through his vest, vaguely revealing his chest.

"You opened my shower curtain so rudely, is that respect for a woman?" "I know you're Zhong Qi from the volleyball team. I didn't expect you to be practicing so late!" His eyes lingered on her slender body, his tongue licking his dry lips.

"You're the same." "I can't afford to make any mistakes for the preliminary round the day after tomorrow." "Then...then find somewhere to shower, and leave quickly after you're done. If someone sees you, it's not my problem." Zhong Qi's heart was torn. Tang Chong was the man she longed for; why should she feign reluctance?

Tang Chong didn't do as she instructed. Instead, he took off his shirt in front of her.

His well-defined chest was smooth and shapely, especially the eight prominent muscles on his abdomen, indicating that his physique was no less than that of a male model on the runway. Round beads of sweat clung to his dark, muscular skin.

"What do you want to do?" Zhong Qi stared intently at the handsome man's body, somewhat incoherently.

"My hand was injured during practice. Could you rub some soap on my back?" These words directly attacked her pent-up desire, her heart pounding like a rollercoaster.

"I don't help people casually. If you want me to rub your back, then you have to rub my calves too. I just injured my spine during practice and can't bend over." She made the same request to him, her heart filled with anticipation. Acceptance and rejection were just a thought away. Confidence shone in her bright eyes; she had to make him understand that if he missed this opportunity, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
“你曾跟你朋友说过，要男人有本事就直接来上你，不要光说不练？”他的手反复地拨弄钟淇的湿发，偶尔还刷动她的脸颊。

“那还要看对方够不够格，像你……”她的指尖游走在四方的胸线上。“应该是很有本事才对。”“对我这幺有信心？”深邃的黑眸瞧进她的心窗，探询出她的渴求。

“你若是没有信心，也不敢贸然跑到女更衣室，还明目张胆把帘子给拉开，不是吗？”原来两人早就在校园内锁定彼此，今夜的相逢，无疑是让这对俊男美女早日到达秘密的花园幽会。

钟淇早就对唐冲的身体感到万分好奇，在球场上纵横八方，生龙活虎般的跳起跃下，那两条腿，那对手臂，甚至于那雄健的胸膛，究竟是长得何等模样，她早想看个仔细，而今，在她眼前，一丝不挂的唐冲，让她对于男性的躯体，有了初步的认识与惊喜。

在那条古铜色的肉影下，水波哗啦啦冲得釉亮，顺着毛茸茸的肚脐眼往下看，一条肉鞭精神抖擞笔挺着，暗红色的色泽，微露青筋在外，显得意气风发，虎虎生威，她曾在室友的一本花花女郎杂志中看过一些男模特儿，跟唐冲的阳物相比，可说是旗鼓相当，一点也不丢台湾人的脸。

钟淇的贪婪目光，马上让唐冲引以自豪起来，他一把将钟淇往墙边一推，整个身子覆盖在她身上，水流从两人相顶的鼻尖中央滑落，并顺着两具蜿蜒相贴的躯体落下，落入浓密杂黑的穴沟之中。

他没有直接亲吻钟淇的唇，而是先含住她高挺的双乳，想必他对女人的遐思，来自于对小时候的吸吮之乐，久久不能忘怀。

“天啊，这是我见过最美也是最甜的一对胸脯，”唐冲吸得啧啧有声，舌尖在乳头边缘拨弄撩动，吸得乳晕如同一朵渐绽的花蕊，慢慢扩张起来。

唐冲的赞美，更撩起钟淇体内的春潮，她双手紧紧抓着他的后脑勺，将指头刷进他的发丛间，不让他的嘴短暂离开她灼热的涨乳。

她作梦也想不到，平常在校园中不苟言笑，只会打球和开快车的唐冲，在取悦女性的身体上，也能有如此精湛的技巧，他时而拨弄，时而轻咬，在她尚未回魂之际，又一口含住不放，酥麻的感觉快让她融得不成人形。

“思……唐冲，你……你好棒！”她不由自主发起赞颂的言词，让唐冲像是领到奖状的学生，更是努力不懈地鼓起全身活力而冲刺。

他先扭紧水龙头，让水声不再干扰彼此，继而他下蹲在她面前，如同古代男仆卑躬屈膝于她脚前，甘心成为她的爱奴，永志不悔。灵动的舌在她身上寻寻觅觅，最后在春草滋生的丛林间，找到人间最甜美的泉浆，这是女人最为门禁森严之所，平时不见天日，就算每天例行的清洁工作上，也很少让它坦荡荡地裸露出户，而现在，却在唐冲的双手扳挪下，让它有见天日的一天。

钟淇摇着头，心想道，凭唐冲这般老道干练的小伙子，要是真让他把嘴里那条灵活的小东西放进去，她铁定会丑态百出，强力的高潮感接踵而至，恐怕不是她所能承担得起，但要是拒绝了他，岂不是会遗憾至死，到头来懊恼不已？心慌意乱的她，为了探求性爱的最高指标，她愿意做一尝试。好奇心不仅会杀死猫，还会杀死初尝禁果的女人。

唐冲先把两根最长的手指放在花心口，将入未入，他抬起眼，对她循循善诱道：“放轻松，去想象你正躺在白净的海滩上，吹着凉爽的海风，椰子树传来的沙沙声音，会让你的神经全然松弛下来……”钟淇闭起眼，想象唐冲给予的情境，但在脑海中的画面，却有着唐冲的身影，硕大的背影将她的身子整个罩住，腹下的硬挺整根挤进她窄小的幽穴，一寸寸慢慢挺进，她感受到体内一股涨肿，压迫感充斥在她的腹腔，她只有在内心做无声的喊叫：快，再挺进来些，冲进我内心最幽深的一片绿谷吧……

“对，就是这样，再张开些，我的宝贝，好好享受我的手指头，等会还有更好吃的东西等着你呢！”唐冲的手指在她蜜穴处进进出出，逗弄着小花肉不停肥大，红润。

钟淇随着唐冲的言语挑逗，喘淫声更加此起彼落，她知道在她体内正有两三根唐冲的手指，那紧握篮球，吃对方火锅的强力手掌，如今生龙活虎地在她内壁里钻进钻出，活似放进生猛泥鳅，搅得她七荤八素，脑波出现着紊乱的迷思。

“好，就是这样，我现在就要正式进入你的体内，会有点涨，不过你必须慢慢放松，调匀气息，逐渐去习惯它，我不会把我们学校的美丽校花弄疼的！”唐冲的腰往钟淇腹间贴紧，只见他站好姿势，两手将她的大腿慢慢拱高，一个快动作，巨蟒便窜进黑穴当中。

“你……你的东西好大，别一下子全部进去！”在她神智算是清醒时，她必须郑重提出警告。

“我才进三分之一，你别太紧张，若是你想征服更多的男人，你要习惯这种尺寸，否则，你找不到你心目中的英雄的！”唐冲的话有些奚落，但多少也有些安慰的作用。

钟淇这一刻才正式认识唐冲，原来在迷人的风采下，是这副贼贱贱的样子，莫非条件好的男人，都有着另一种不为人知的黑暗面，超越传统性爱的界限。

“我刚刚只是在增加你的自信心，说真的，你的尺寸也只是……还好！”她反唇相讥，看不惯他老是胜券在握，万夫莫敌的死样子。

这话激起唐冲的怒火，隆隆的擂鼓频密，让底下的战马蓄势待发，准备单枪匹马闯入羊肠曲径，战得她昏天暗地，欲罢不能。

“死唐冲，你……你懂不懂得怜香惜玉。”她的指甲深深崁进他的厚背，刷出一条斑红的印痕。

“本来是想怜香惜玉，但你却让我控制不了自己，特别是我喜欢征服嘴硬的女人，我要让她们对我刻骨铭心，永生难忘。”他双手紧扣住她，并吐了口唾液在掌心，朝自己的巨阳抹去，重新抽送顶撞。

“喔……嗯哼……哦哦……求你……”她不得不屈服在唐冲的威武之下，这事让她体会出，凡事都铁齿不得。

钟淇的求饶声更激起唐冲的快感，整个更衣室传来的尽是肉垫拍送的声音，空气中温度节节高升，蒸发着巫山云雨的澎湃氛围。

钟淇觉得这样的感觉让她很不好受，全然是男方在享受的份，到最后紧要关头，男人都是自私得可以，只顾着自己的高潮快意，一点也不在意女人的感受，她不愿成为性奴的禁脔，只想脱逃而去。

“我……我不要了，你……你快走开！”这话让他听在耳里，野兽的天性浑然爆发，他一把将钟淇拦腰抱起，来到外头的长板凳上，背部整个贴在凳面，两腿将她高高抬起，掌心用力抓牢她的后脚跟，不停朝她肉穴儿顶送，一次接一次猛烈进击，如同古代攻城时，几个人抬着大木桩撞城门，誓死才可方休。

唐冲的巨棒在最后一次撞击后，迅速抽出紧穴，像个干坏事的小孩，达到目的便急欲逃离现场，那怒气冲冲的茎棍，洒开一大片浓稠的汁液，溅得钟淇身上满是腥浓的黏汁。反观唐冲则是痉挛抽筋，连番低吟喘气，两腿笔直撑在地面上，整个人宛如灵魂出窍，魂飞魄散。

"You're amazing! If I'd known you were this good, I would have made you my girlfriend a long time ago." Tang Chong kissed Zhong Qi with delight, but she didn't give him any polite response.

"Go take a shower right now, or I'll accuse you of rape, you hear me!" Zhong Qi's 180-degree change startled Tang Chong. They often say women are unpredictable, and this time it was a perfect example of it.

"Hey! How can you change your attitude so suddenly? Didn't you feel great just now?" Tang Chong looked at her in confusion. Wasn't she also having a blast, screaming non-stop? "

Great my foot! You better disappear from my sight right now, or I'll make sure you don't graduate!" Zhong Qi grabbed a bar of soap and threw it at Tang Chong, scaring him so much that he backed away while putting on his clothes, a far cry from his usual dashing figure on the basketball court.

This was her only sexual experience during her university years, but the feeling was terrible. Such a rushed affair was merely a release, devoid of any romantic nurturing. For a woman, especially herself, this was a disastrous experience. She gave herself a failing grade of 59 out of 100!

(This post was edited by ybngbbilbo3019 on 2015-04-02 17:01)

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