[Urban] The Story of Shizuka Izumi (Complete) - 7-9

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Jing suppressed a laugh, letting Lao Qi manipulate her like an actress.

"Sister-in-law, pose me in some of the sexiest positions,"

Xiao Jing said with a seductive smile, pulling down one of her dress straps to reveal her breasts, which were covered by her bra. She pulled her skirt up to her waist with one hand, twisting her hips. "Lao Qi, isn't your sister-in-law sexy?"

"Sexy, sexy. So fucking sexy," Lao Qi said, busy finding the right angle.

Xiao Jing lay on the bed, her skirt pulled up to her waist, raising her legs and mimicking sexual intercourse, thrusting her hips and moaning "Ahhh!" Her high heels pointed towards the ceiling. Then she knelt like a dog, swaying her buttocks back and forth. She stood up again, one foot on the bed, revealing her genitals covered by stockings and panties, her hands touching her breasts, looking ecstatic. She then knelt down in front of Lao Qi, cupping his penis in her hands and licking the glans with her tongue.

Turning around, she placed her hands on the bed, bent over, and raised her buttocks high. Reaching out with one hand, she slowly pulled down the edge of her stockings and panties to her buttocks. Xiaojing's genitals were similar to Quan Jingxiang's; both had very little pubic hair. Perhaps because Xiaojing was still young, their labia were similarly shaped, like steamed buns. Seeing the red, already wet vulva exposed beneath her white buttocks, Lao Qi could no longer restrain himself. He threw the camera onto the bed, grabbed her buttocks with both hands, and with a "whoosh," thrust inside.

"Big brother, use a condom!" Xiaojing struggled to pull a condom from her bra, but Lao Qi wouldn't take it, humming, "Sister-in-law, Quan Jingxiang, I've finally fucked you."

Xiaojing put it down, thinking she'd have to take the morning-after pill again, and moaned, "Ah... Lao Qi... your cock is so big... ah... fuck me to death... ah..."

"Ah...so good...ah...fuck me...mmm...ah..." The thick penis thrust rapidly into Xiaojing's pink vulva. In this bent-over position, it seemed each thrust reached the deepest part of Xiaojing's vagina. Wearing high heels, Xiaojing quickly became unable to stand. Under Lao Qi's almost non-stop, frantic thrusting, Xiaojing's whole body began to tremble, her moans accompanied by rapid breathing. "Huh...ah...ah...I can't take it...stop for a while...I can't take it anymore..."

Lao Qi showed no intention of stopping, desperately thrusting while enduring the constant urge to ejaculate, all the while fantasizing about Quan Jingxiang lying in front of him, constantly moaning. The thick penis made a series of slapping sounds inside Xiaojing's wet vagina, the already contracting vagina bulging with each withdrawal.

Xiaojing was almost lying on the bed, her whole body trembling violently with each insertion, accompanied by almost screaming moans. The vaginal fluid brought out by the penis flowed down her buttocks and thighs.

"Ah...I'm done...ah..." Although Xiaojing often had sex with different people, she rarely went on such a frenzied, non-stop session, unless she was on drugs or had anesthetic. But even then, Xiaojing was usually in a frenzy, and the next day her lower body would be swollen, sometimes her legs wouldn't close, but she didn't feel anything at the time. Today, she was already a little overwhelmed.

"Big brother, stop...ah...I can't take it anymore...I can't hold my pee...ah..." As she spoke, a small stream of urine flowed out, dripping down her pubic hair onto her underwear and stockings. Lao Qi finally ejaculated, his penis pressed tightly against Xiaojing's buttocks.

"Sister-in-law, I came." Lao Qi almost shouted these words, wondering what Wang Shen would think if he heard them.

As Lao Qi pulled out his penis, Xiaojing collapsed onto the bed, kneeling on the carpet, her upper body lying on the bed, drenched in sweat. Lao Qi was also covered in sweat.

"Damn, big brother, you finally came! You wanted to fuck me to death? If this were really Teacher Bai, you'd fuck me to death!" Xiao Jing said as she climbed onto the bed and lay face down. Lao Qi took out his camera and snapped a few pictures of Xiao Jing's already swollen vulva. Her wet vagina couldn't close properly, and sticky semen had already flowed out, now covering her entire vulva in a white mess.

Xiao Jing got up to clean herself in the bathroom, but she stumbled as soon as she stood up, her high heels giving way, and she almost fell.

"Don't wipe, come here. I love seeing you like this after you've been fucked." Lao Qi pulled Xiao Jing close, his hand reaching inside her collar to touch her soft breasts. Her breasts, which looked very full, were actually mostly supported by her bra. Lao Qi couldn't help but wonder if Izumi Shizuka's breasts were supported by a bra or... But judging from the way they jiggled when she walked, they must be quite large.

Xiaojing, still with her skirt pulled up to her waist and stockings and panties rolled up under her buttocks, leaned against Lao Qi. "You like Teacher Bai that much? Is she really your sister-in-law?"

"Of course I like her. I fell for her as soon as she got married. She's the wife of our dorm's second brother."

"That teacher from No. 2 Middle School, Teacher Bai and him are really at a disadvantage." Xiaojing pouted. "There are rumors at our school that Teacher Bai and our principal are having sex. They say she sleeps with him in the school office every now and then. It's all very detailed."

Lao Qi was very excited when he heard this. "Really? Tell me about it."

"I heard it from someone. There's a teacher in our school named Li, who's incredibly slutty. He always chats with me. That's what he said. But Teacher Bai is so beautiful, and has such a great figure. Who wouldn't want to date her?"

"What did he say? Tell me?"

"He told me he saw Teacher Bai and our Principal Gao doing it in a hotel while they were studying out of town. He described it in great detail, saying he was standing outside the window, Teacher Bai was on top of him, and Old Sun was doing it from behind. When he got back to school, he heard Teacher Bai moaning inside the room, saying he even heard the sound of a penis going in and out of her vagina. He said when Teacher Bai came out, her legs were so sore she couldn't close them."

"Damn, that's what he told you."

"Teacher Li is good to me, otherwise the school would have expelled me long ago. I would have at least gotten a diploma to go back with." Xiao Jing lay back a bit. "But that bastard didn't have any good intentions. He just wanted to do it with me. Actually, I was willing to try it once, it's not like I've never done it before. But he's just a fucking lecher. Several times he made me feel like I was peeing, but he didn't dare to actually penetrate me. I guess he was afraid of getting into trouble."

"Damn, why are you talking about him? Talk about Izumi Shizuka."

"Oh, right, he told me that once, Izumi Shizuka came to his office and tried to seduce him, saying she'd taken off her bra and her breasts were showing, but he still didn't agree. That was pure bragging." "

But I didn't really believe what he said before, because Ms. Bai is beautiful, and a lot of people are jealous and envious. There were even rumors that Ms. Bai's husband's school, No. 2 Middle School, had her slept with the principal at home. They said her husband was sleeping next to her, and she had someone else do it. They said they were playing too intensely, and Izumi Shizuka, in her excitement, kicked her husband to the ground. Do you believe that?"

"Haven't you heard of Wang Shen?"

"How could he hear about that? Who could tell him? But I just heard it from our pimp, and it's the first time I've heard it like that."

"Who?"

"I ran into Brother Dong in the elevator. He's the pimp for this area; all the girls are under his control."

"What did he say?"

"When we got off the elevator, I asked him, 'Do you know our teacher?' He said, 'How would I know she's your teacher? But I've slept with her.' I said, 'Really? You're just bragging.' He said, 'Damn, what's so bragging about? We cuddled all night, slept twice, once at night and once in the morning.' I said, 'You're dreaming.' Then he told me what happened. He said there was a music teacher at No. 2 Middle School named Zhiling, who was super slutty. She always went to nightclubs, was divorced and living alone, and always brought men home. He said all of us had slept with her, and everyone who had slept with her said she was incredibly strong. He said one time Gangzi went home with her, and Zhiling had taken too many drugs. After one time, she made him hard with her mouth. After three times, Gangzi couldn't do it anymore. She told us that it was the first time she had ever felt so uncomfortable being given oral sex. So she went to our fourth brother. The fourth brother excitedly did it a couple of times but couldn't get it anymore. He said Zhiling's legs were still spread apart, and he wanted more... more... The fourth brother got anxious and said, 'If you want more, you'll pee.'" Xiaojing covered her mouth and laughed after telling him the story.

"Haha, look, you're talking about someone else again."

"Ah, I know, Dongzi said that Zhiling took Quan Jingxiang there back then. The Wan Chong Tian disco hadn't been shut down yet, it was super popular there. They'd just take their pants off in the toilet and do it."

"Did you do it in the toilet too?" Lao Qi played with Xiao Jing's nipples.

"Damn it, I was young and naive back then. I'd drink whatever they gave me, take whatever they gave me. If I got a phone call, I'd take someone I knew to the toilet. Once, someone took me to the men's room, and before I even got up, some guy who'd just finished using the toilet grabbed me and did it to me. I didn't even see his face after I ejaculated. I made a lot of money back then."

"They shut it down later."

"How could it not be shut down? Look at the state of things! Is this still the primary stage of socialism? People would strip naked in the dance hall, and they all had amazing figures. There were more men than women in the women's restrooms. The cleaning staff would always find a pile of underwear and bras the next day, some even stained with blood. Who knows if they were virgins or menstruating? Some idiots would bring their girlfriends there, give them a few pills, and they'd stupidly take them. After a while, they'd lose their girlfriends. When they finally found them, some were exhausted from being fucked in the women's restroom, while others came back crying. Some would run out of the restroom naked halfway through, and their boyfriends, who were nothing special, would get beaten up and dragged back. Dongzi and his gang, they ruined so many young girls back then. For a few days, they were so arrogant, claiming they wouldn't sleep until they'd slept with a virgin." "Would any woman dare go to that place?"

"Heh, what's there to be afraid of? That stuff's addictive. Besides, once a young girl's done it, she cries the first time, but after a couple of days she'll crave it. Women's pleasure during sex is naturally stronger than men's. With the drug, she's practically floating after being fucked. I know so many girls who cried after being fucked the first day, but came back a few days later. They're all finished."

"So you don't regret it?"

"How could I not regret it? There's no medicine for regret. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night wishing a thunderbolt would strike all this filth down and let me go back to school. Sigh, without a thunderbolt, I'd still be living like this, waiting until I've earned enough money to go back to school somewhere nobody knows me. Damn, where were we? What's going on here?"

"Haha, we've hit a dead end."

"Oh, right, fuck it, the real reason Wan Chong Tian was shut down had nothing to do with how chaotic it was there. It's because our police chief's daughter took a few girlfriends there to play one time. She thought, 'My dad's the police chief, who am I afraid of?' I know everything about that day. The girls drank quite a bit, and a few drug dealers went over. The girls were really rich; they bought ten pills, 1000 yuan! They seemed pretty skilled, like pros. After taking them, they danced around and got all high. Dongzi and Lao Si each grabbed one and headed to the toilet." Just then, my phone rang. I don't remember who I called, so I went into the restroom. There was a young girl lying on the sink, and Dongzi was standing there doing it to her. The girl kept moaning and saying things like, "I don't want to, I don't want to, I have a boyfriend," and the girl inside kept crying out in pain, but said she wasn't a virgin. Later, I found out that the girl on the sink was the daughter of the police chief, and she got pregnant this time. When asked, she didn't know who did it, so she told me everything. That very night, a whole truckload of armed police shut down Wan Chongtian.

"What about Quan Jingxiang?"

"Hehe, that's a bit of a tangent. They said Zhiling took Quan Jingxiang there, and Gangzi happened to know Zhiling, so he introduced Dongzi to Teacher Bai. After that, they went drinking, and then went out drinking again. Dongzi said he secretly put drugs in her drink."

"Damn it," Lao Qi cursed.

"Zhiling is an old cop, so she led them all to her house. Not long after they went inside, she and Gangzi started having sex. With their passion amplified by the drugs, Dongzi slept with Teacher Bai on the sofa. Why do I say this is true? Because I already knew about it. Dongzi always said he slept with a top-tier woman—breasts, thighs, face, buttocks, even her feet were incredibly beautiful. He said she was a newlywed wife, but I didn't know it was Teacher Bai. That's right, Teacher Bai is indeed a top-tier woman."

"So they just slept together like that? Didn't Quan Jingxiang scold him?"

"It was all consensual. Why would Quan Jingxiang be upset? Dongzi said he slept with Teacher Bai until after 4 AM, then they slept on the sofa. They did it again on the sofa in the morning. He said that while they were doing it, Quan Jingxiang's husband called. Dongzi said Quan Jingxiang was on the phone while he was still having sex with her."

"So slutty, Quan Jingxiang?" Old Seven was a little skeptical.

"Dongzi has said this almost eight hundred times, I can practically remember how many positions he used, it's definitely true."

"So why did Dongzi and his gang just leave it at that? Did they stop bothering Quan Jingxiang?" Thinking of Quan Jingxiang's seductive appearance, and listening to Xiao Jing's sweet but vivid description, Lao Qi's penis became hard again. He pulled down Xiao Jing's stockings and panties, making her lie down with her legs raised, her wet and sticky vulva sticking upwards. He inserted his penis again, stroking her stockinged calves as he continued to ask.

"Mmm..." Xiaojing groaned, her lower body throbbing and a little numb. "Big brother, if you still want to listen to my rambling, then go easy on me. If you keep going like that, I can't even breathe properly, what can I say?"

"Why does it seem tighter than before?"

"Of course it's tighter when it's swollen. Dongzi said Teacher Bai's lower body is incredibly tight and soft, and that once you go in, you don't want to come out. Ah... go easy on me." Xiaojing's legs trembled. "How could Dongzi not want to? But Zhiling said that if Quan Jingxiang is willing, she doesn't care, but if Quan Jingxiang isn't willing, they can't do anything reckless. Besides, Zhiling never said who Quan Jingxiang is."

"Those bastards aren't afraid of Zhiling, a teacher."

"Hehe, they really are afraid. Mmm..." Xiaojing groaned twice, using her hands to hold her legs together to make it easier for Lao Qi to thrust. "I only heard that Zhiling's family was quite poor. Her parents died early, leaving only her and her younger brother. She raised her brother all by herself. Later, she got married, and her brother went out to work. Then something happened to her, which was quite tragic. She got divorced and came here to work as a teacher. That's when her brother found her again."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Lao Qi unhooked Xiao Jing's bra, played with Xiao Jing's breasts, and thrust hard.

"Ah... if you're always out and about, you must have heard of Sun Xiaoyao, ah..."

"I came from out of town to work."

"He's not just any ordinary boss. I heard he started out really poor, penniless, and because he was pretty, he pretended to be a woman and worked as a prostitute. Later, he got caught and was tortured a lot while in jail. After he got out, he disappeared for a while, and then he led a bunch of brothers and became a boss. He's ruthless. I heard if you offend him, you'd better kill yourself, or you'll definitely regret being born. Ah... boss, I'm getting into it, let's play first."

"After you've said that, let's play properly."

"I've met Sun Xiaoyao once. He's neither male nor female, and he is indeed pretty. He'd probably look better than Zhiling if he dressed as a woman, but there's a kind of sinister aura in his eyes. He'd definitely kill without blinking an eye. He only has one sister, Zhiling. If you really mess with Zhiling, who would Sun Xiaoyao turn into a barbecued pork bun?"

Lao Qi didn't speak, but instead increased the speed of his thrusting, and Xiao Jing quickly became a chorus of lewd moans.

Thinking about what Xiaojing had just said, Lao Qi could almost see Quan Jingxiang making love to someone else in a flirtatious and wanton manner. His anger grew, and he thrust faster and faster. Soon, the room was filled with Xiaojing's breathless moans and the wet sounds of his penis going in and out of her vagina.

"Big brother... I can't take it anymore... Ah... I'm not your sister-in-law... Ouch... You're fucking me to death... Ahhhhhh!" As

Lao Qi continued, he took off one of Xiaojing's shoes and pulled down the stocking on one leg. Xiaojing immediately and skillfully spread her legs apart, wrapped her arms around Lao Qi's waist, and raised her legs to the sides. One side was bare feet, while the other was wearing black stockings and sandals. Between her legs, something hard was being thrust in and out rapidly.

Old Seven continued his relentless thrusting, and Xiao Jing felt an electric shock-like sensation coursing through her body, the pleasure intensifying with each thrust. Her head spun. "Ah... Big Brother... you're definitely... ah... you can kill someone... ah... what kind of cunt can... ah withstand this... I'm coming... ah... I'm done... ah..."

Old Seven ejaculated and pulled out his penis. Xiao Jing spread her legs wide, noticing another wet patch under her buttocks, trembling uncontrollably. "Big Brother, is this fucking or pounding?"

"Damn, you're so comfortable you wet the bed." "

Big Brother, your dick is powerful, but it's not comfortable. It's like tickling an itch. I'm laughing, but it's uncomfortable."

"Heh, you're really good at metaphors. Here's the money. Remember, don't tell anyone I like Izumi Shizuka."

"Okay, Big Brother, thanks."

Xiao Jing quickly washed up and went back to Dongzi's place. As soon as she entered, she exclaimed, "Damn, what have you been doing? How many rounds have you been doing for so long?" "

Two shots."

"Where did you get this outfit? You look like a pro, it's really stylish."

"I changed it, looks good, right?"

"A different kind of slutty vibe, look at you like you've been gang-raped. Your legs can't close and you can't even stand up."

"Screw it, this guy is too good, and his thing is big. He goes at it non-stop for half an hour, then takes a break and the second shot lasts forty minutes. He made me lose control of my bladder both times, the bed is wet. If he keeps going, I think he'll lose control of his bowels too."

"Haha, when you meet someone like this, you have to let him fuck your ass, it doesn't feel as good no matter how you fuck him."

"Really? Then I really have to practice my anus with you? I'm not taking any more tonight. This is six hundred for two shots, plus a hundred for a tip. If I keep going, I'll have to let someone take my anal virginity." Xiao Jing gave Dongzi the seven hundred she had prepared, and Dongzi generously returned one hundred to Xiao Jing, "Same as always, fifty-fifty split, you get three hundred." "

The sun is slowly rising, but shadows and filth still linger in the dark corners. Who knows when the sun will shine across the mountains and rivers, forgetting all the past gloom…

More than a week has passed. These past few days, Lao Qi has been very busy and rarely visits Wang Shen's house. Quan Jingxiang has a faint feeling in her heart, a mixture of concern and something she doesn't want to see.

On an early autumn afternoon, the scorching sun mixed with the dry air gave one a feeling of wanting to crack their skin.

Quan Jingxiang wore a snow-white short-sleeved tight-fitting shirt with a black knee-length skirt adorned with countless small white dots. Her lotus-root-like, fair arms were exposed from the cuffs, and a pair of black high heels accentuated her shapely, rounded calves, covered in sheer black stockings. She was sitting at her desk grading essays that her students had just submitted. Her

long, dark hair…" Her hair fell from her right shoulder, a white pen dangling in her small, white hand. Her slender waist curved into a soft arc, and her legs, elegantly crossed beneath her skirt, swayed slightly.

Li Ming strolled in through the door and sat not far from Izumi Shizuka, chatting with several teachers about the country's education system and America's Iraq policy, as if he knew more about social affairs than the people in the State Council and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. His eyes, however, would occasionally sweep over Izumi Shizuka's fair and delicate face, her slender yet undeniably voluptuous figure. He recalled the full, rounded breasts and snow-white, smooth skin that Izumi Shizuka had once exposed to him.

Meanwhile, a student's essay read: "My grandmother gave me a beautiful little kitten, which I loved very much. Despite my careful care, it finally died." A faint smile crept across his face as he wondered what the student was trying to say. Sitting not far away, Li Ming watched as a smile flickered across Izumi Shizuka's face, rippling across her delicate features. Her beautiful eyes held a captivating, watery allure. Li Ming was mesmerized, oblivious to the surprised and disdainful glances from the teachers beside him.

Izumi Shizuka suddenly sensed Li Ming's greedy, burning gaze. She looked up and gave him a disapproving look, feeling disgusted by the lewd and despicable man. She shifted her position and turned her face away.

A cough echoed in the corridor, followed by Old Sun entering. Li Ming quickly stood up and returned to his office. Izumi Shizuka glanced at Old Sun. She bent down to grade papers again, suddenly realizing she hadn't seen Old Sun for several days. Even the teachers at school were gossiping about why the principal hadn't come in for so long.

Old Sun greeted a few teachers, walked over to Quan Jingxiang's desk, and seemed about to call her to his office, but hesitated because of the other teachers in the room and went back inside.

Quan Jingxiang saw Old Sun pacing around and knew he wanted her to come out, but hadn't said anything for fear of making a scene. She wondered whether she should go over and check or pretend not to notice. Just then, the phone in her small bag in the drawer vibrated slightly. Quan Jingxiang knew without looking that it was Old Sun calling. She pursed her pink lips, took out the phone, glanced at it, didn't answer, hung up, and put it back in the drawer. She was in the drawer. She knew Old Sun was calling her over, but she didn't move, intending to wait a while.

Old Sun stood by the window of his office, gazing at the spacious playground in front of him. A row of worn-out exercise equipment was sparsely arranged along the edge of the playground, and several large old poplar trees were beginning to age. Withered leaves and fallen petals drifted across the messy flowerbeds.

These past few days, Old Sun had been busy working on his future. The contractor for the school building had given him a 300,000 yuan kickback, which Old Sun quickly gave to Director Wang 100,000 yuan, helping Director Wang secure a position as the vice mayor in charge of education and transportation in the recent city transfer. Although it wasn't the provincial capital, it was still a position of power in the region, and Vice Mayor Wang naturally didn't forget Old Sun, strongly recommending him for a promotion. The deputy director of the Education Bureau is now in charge of the work; it's just a matter of time, and whether he can be promoted to the full director in six months.

With everything going smoothly, Old Sun started thinking about the charming and alluring Quan Jingxiang. This beautiful young woman was the biggest contributor to his promotion. The former director, now Deputy Mayor Wang, still harbors feelings for Quan Jingxiang, especially after Old Sun told him about the time he met Quan Jingxiang in the car, with her husband in the hood. Deputy Mayor Wang was incredibly excited.

It should be said that Quan Jingxiang completely brought him and Wang closer; both times, Director Wang had relations with Quan Jingxiang almost in front of him. This fulfills the saying about the four intimate relationships: "Studying hard together, fighting together, sharing spoils, and visiting prostitutes together." "One of them."

Old Sun really wanted to take Quan Jingxiang with him when he left this time. Besides his wife Bingbing, Old Sun had been with many women. He was very passionate about women, especially when he was young, but he rarely had any lingering affection for them. Quan Jingxiang, however, gave him a feeling of not wanting to leave. This beautiful young woman, who was between youth and maturity, and wavered between chastity and promiscuity, made Old Sun feel an impulsive desire every time he saw her, but he dared not defile her in public.

The women around him who had relationships with him either wanted some benefits for his power or often clung to him in a clingy manner. But after Quan Jingxiang was drugged and raped by Old Sun, although she developed a relationship with him that was almost like lovers, she never changed from him because of it. She was always indifferent, making it impossible to know what she was thinking. This feeling made Old Sun feel more distant from Quan Jingxiang and also made him want to conquer her.

Lost in thought, filled with ambition for his future, Old Sun heard the crisp, rhythmic sound of high heels in the hallway. He knew Izumi Shizuka had arrived; he could even picture her swaying hips as she walked.

With two soft knocks, Izumi Shizuka pushed open the door. Old Sun went to greet her, closing the door behind him while reaching for her slender waist. But Izumi Shizuka turned away, walking past him, smoothing her skirt behind her back, and sat on the sofa, her eyes not on him, but gazing out the window.

Old Sun closed the door and turned to look at Izumi Shizuka. Her black, pointed patent leather stilettos swayed back and forth on the red wooden floor, her tight white short-sleeved blouse giving her an elegant and dignified appearance, yet the full, firm breasts beneath the blouse undeniably revealed her mature sexiness.

Old Sun stood beside Izumi Shizuka, his gaze drifting past her neckline. A pair of creamy, white breasts, supported by a light blue half-cup bra, created a deep cleavage. Beneath the thin bra, her rounded breasts trembled with each breath, their fleshy texture accentuated by the white lace trim.

Old Sun felt a fire slowly rising within him; he longed to slip his hand inside Izumi Shizuka's shirt collar and caress those full, rounded breasts. He sat down beside her, his arm around her waist. Through her thin shirt, he could feel the alluring elasticity of her flat stomach. His hand moved down her rounded buttocks, but Izumi Shizuka shifted slightly, grabbing his hand.

"Don't do that, someone might see," she said, her hand gently being taken and stroked by Old Sun. She didn't pull her hand away too forcefully.

"Jie, your little hands are so soft. Have you missed me these past few days?" Old Sun rubbed Quan Jingxiang's hands together, his eyes fixed on her exposed, fair and delicate neck, the endless reverie emanating from her snow-white skin extending into her neckline.

"If I said I missed you, would you believe me?" Quan Jingxiang's rosy lips curled slightly, a playful sexiness that sent a shiver down Old Sun's spine.

"Of course I believe you! How could I not? I've been thinking about you every night so much I can't sleep. Come here, hug my beauty." Old Sun reached out to wrap his arms around Quan Jingxiang's waist.

Quan Jingxiang pushed Old Sun's hands away and stood up, glaring at him with a mixture of reproach and anger. "Who missed you? Don't do this, or I'm leaving."

"Don't be angry, I just wanted to be affectionate with you." Old Sun pulled Quan Jingxiang back to sit on the sofa.

"Go be affectionate with your Bingbing, why are you looking for me?" Quan Jingxiang maintained a calm smile, keeping a slight distance from Old Sun.

"She's nowhere near as good as our Jie."

"Heh, aren't you afraid she'll hear you? Then divorce her." Quan Jingxiang looked at Lao Sun with a half-smile, a faint hint of allure in her eyes.

"If you want to be with me, I'll divorce my wife." Lao Sun said to Quan Jingxiang with a serious expression.

Quan Jingxiang curled her lip, "Stop talking nonsense, who would be with you, you big pervert? Besides, if I were with you, wouldn't you just leave me at home and go find someone else's wife to cling to? You men are all the same."

"Haha, is your Wang Shen also clinging to someone else's wife? He's no good either."

"Wang Shen isn't like you. If you keep saying that, I'm going back." Quan Jingxiang's face turned cold, and she made to leave.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about him anymore." Lao Sun thought to himself, of course Wang Shen isn't like us, he's the one whose wife is being clung to by someone else. "Quan Jingxiang, seriously, I'm being transferred."

Quan Jingxiang was taken aback. "Where are you going?"

"To the Deputy Director of the Education Bureau, in charge of the work."

"What about Director Wang?"

Hearing Quan Jingxiang mention Director Wang, Old Sun felt a pang of jealousy. "Miss your Brother Wang? He's been promoted. Now he's Deputy Mayor Wang." Quan Jingxiang sensed the implication in Old Sun's words, knowing he was referring to her relationship with Director Wang. Her face flushed slightly, after all, she had twice had relations with Director Wang in front of Old Sun. "Can you speak seriously?"

Old Sun wanted to tease her a bit more, but seeing Quan Jingxiang's expression, he was afraid she would really get angry, so he didn't dare say anything more.

"Come with me to the city. You studied Chinese, I'll arrange a secretary for you, and an office job will definitely be no problem." Old Sun genuinely thought so, but what he really wanted was to possess Quan Jingxiang for a long time.

Quan Jingxiang was tempted to agree. She really didn't want to continue this poor and arduous teaching job forever. This opportunity might be a very good one. But Quan Jingxiang knew even more clearly that if she went to the city, she would still be Old Sun's or even Mayor Wang's plaything. And to openly transfer to Old Sun's office like this was simply burying her head in the sand; she wouldn't get what she wanted or do what she wanted that way. On the contrary, she might ruin her reputation, and Wang Shen would never accept it.

Seeing Quan Jingxiang deep in thought, Old Sun said, "Think it over carefully. This is a good opportunity for you."

Quan Jingxiang raised her head. "I've made up my mind. I won't go. I want to wait and see. You go your way, and I'll go mine. Just don't kick me out if I need anything from Director Gao."

Old Sun looked at Quan Jingxiang, feeling a sense of surprise, as if he had just met her. He had always thought Quan Jingxiang was just a pretty face, someone who wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by. But Quan Jingxiang had refused. He understood her refusal and suddenly realized that Quan Jingxiang was a woman with her own ideas and thoughts.

"You really don't want to go?"

"Actually, I do want to go, but if I go now, it won't do either of us any good. Besides, I don't think I'll be able to do anything, and it would be a waste of your kindness. Let's talk about it later." Quan Jingxiang felt as if she had let go of something, and naturally spoke her mind. "Besides, Director Gao is on his way to promotion, there will be plenty of opportunities."

Seeing Quan Jingxiang say these words with a slight smile, Old Sun nodded, "Okay, don't worry, no matter what, you'll always be my favorite little darling."

"Ugh, can you stop being so disgusting? I hate your greasy, slick talk. How old are you?" Quan Jingxiang made a vomiting face, which made Old Sun laugh.

Seeing that there was nothing else, Quan Jingxiang stood up, "Then I'll go back first. Call me if you need anything."

Old Sun put his arm around Quan Jingxiang's slender waist and gently pulled her into his arms. Quan Jingxiang didn't say anything, but silently leaned against Old Sun. Old Sun's hand slid upwards, pressing against Izumi Shizuka's high, full breasts through her thin shirt and bra. Izumi Shizuka's hand rested on Old Sun's caressing hand, but she didn't pull away forcefully, letting him gently stroke and knead it. Old Sun lowered his head and whispered in Izumi Shizuka's ear, "Bingbing's driving tonight, coming to my place?"

The hot breath from Old Sun's mouth tickled Izumi Shizuka's ear, and she felt a surge of desire. But she was never that kind of person. The moment Old Sun spoke, Izumi Shizuka seemed to see the two of them naked and entangled on Old Sun's bed, that strange feeling of excitement... The scent of sweat filled Izumi Shizuka's body, but she still said, "I'm going to my mother-in-law's house with Wang Shen tonight."

Old Sun didn't say anything, but he tightened his grip, kneading Izumi Shizuka's breasts. Izumi Shizuka leaned against Old Sun, and being very sensitive, she felt her breathing become labored. "Let's not do this all the time," he said. "It's not good if people see us. You're a big leader now, you have to be mindful of your image. Besides, I have a family, it's not nice for people to gossip about me."

As she spoke, Izumi Shizuka pushed Old Sun away, brushed off his hand that was pinching her buttocks, turned to the door, smiled back, gave Old Sun a quick glare, closed the door, and left.

Old Sun watched Quan Jingxiang walk out, his hand seemingly still feeling the softness and fleshiness of her breasts, the faint scent of her body lingering around him. He felt an unbearable hardness in his lower body, sighed, and muttered to himself, "That little bitch, she's got some nerve..."

Leaving Old Sun's office, Quan Jingxiang felt a dampness in her lower body. She didn't understand why she was so sensitive; a few touches would make her wet. Even hearing older women say slightly suggestive things would arouse her, and she would quickly become wet.

Quan Jingxiang felt a sense of relief. Since being drugged and raped by Old Sun, forced to maintain a sexual relationship with him, raped by Zhao Zhen, indulged with Dongzi, manipulated by Director Wang, and even almost losing her virginity to Li Ming, the chaotic feelings with strangers—Quan Jingxiang had finally lost herself, not knowing what she was doing. Sometimes she was wantonly wanton, sometimes she felt ashamed and remorseful after remembering her husband, Wang Shen.

The reluctant pleasure she felt when with men left Izumi Shizuka in a daze, unable to find what she wanted to do, lost in a mix of lust and shame. But today, leaving Old Sun's office, Izumi Shizuka knew what she was thinking and doing. She actively let go and actively took control of herself. Some things that had been weighing on her mind seemed to have vanished. She believed she could handle everything with ease.

Approaching her, Li Ming, with a lewd grin, looked at Izumi Shizuka and said, "Teacher Bai, where have you been?"

Looking at this shameless and incompetent man, Izumi Shizuka, for the first time, didn't keep a straight face. "Going to Principal Gao's. Something came up?" she said, giving Li Ming a flirtatious wink, making him momentarily flustered.

"Nothing, nothing," Li Ming tried to say, but Izumi Shizuka didn't stop, her high heels clicking seductively as she walked away.

Returning from a class in the afternoon, Izumi Shizuka sat there flipping through a life magazine. The phone in the drawer buzzed again. Quan Jingxiang picked it up, looking at the caller ID, which was blurry. She couldn't tell who it was.

"Hello, who is it?" Quan Jingxiang answered cautiously.

"It's me, sister-in-law." Quan Jingxiang was startled, her heart skipping a beat. It was Lao Qi

. "Lao Qi, what's up?"

"I haven't seen you for days, so I called to give you a call."

"Hehe, when are you going to treat me and your second brother to dinner?" Quan Jingxiang smiled.

"Sure, sister-in-law, I'll come pick you up right away. I'll call you when I get there." Lao Qi said excitedly and hung up.

"Sigh..." Quan Jingxiang was about to tell him to wait for Wang Shen to come back that night before Lao Qi hung up again.

Quan Jingxiang's face flushed slightly. She also had a strong liking for Lao Qi. When Lao Qi called her, her woman's intuition told her he had feelings for her, and she suddenly felt that fluttering heartbeat like during her first love. But she quickly thought of Wang Shen and wanted to call him to pick him up. She dialed, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't send the call.

Soon the call came in. Quan Jingxiang, carrying her pre-packed bag, went out of the school gate and saw Lao Qi standing next to a white Jetta, waving at her.

Although Lao Qi opened the passenger door for her, Quan Jingxiang hesitated for a moment and then sat in the back seat. The car was new, smelling of leather and trim, and the driver was obviously new too, his nervousness occasionally showing signs of panic and anger towards pedestrians on the street.

"Sister-in-law, what do you want to eat?" Lao Qi asked Quan Jingxiang after walking for a while.

Quan Jingxiang felt relieved about this man who clearly liked her and whom she didn't dislike. She hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time. Unfortunately, she still felt a little uncomfortable with Lao Qi, perhaps because he was her husband's classmate. A mischievous urge suddenly welled up inside her, and she wanted to tease Lao Qi. Pretending to be nonchalant, she said, "Your second brother doesn't get off work until four. Call him and ask him to take a day off."

Lao Qi was taken aback. Although he had heard so many sensual and even lewd rumors and stories about Quan Jingxiang, she was still a beautiful and sexy dream in his heart. Hearing her say that, Lao Qi was speechless. He wanted to say "not Wang Shen," but he couldn't bring himself to say it. Calling her Wang Shen would be a waste of all his efforts. Today was his first day with the car provided by the head office, and his first thought was to drive to Quan Jingxiang's place and show it off. Quan Jingxiang's seemingly nonchalant manner felt like a bucket of cold water being poured on his heart.

Seeing Lao Qi's disappointed and speechless expression, Quan Jingxiang secretly smiled. She placed her small black patent leather handbag on the seat next to her, smoothed her flowing long hair, and leisurely looked out at the familiar town scenery, a captivating smile playing on her lips.

Looking in the rearview mirror at the moment Izumi Shizuka's hair fluttered in the wind, being alone with his beloved so close made his heart race. Suddenly, he noticed a coffee shop on his right and slowed down, saying to Izumi Shizuka, "Sister-in-law, Second Brother won't be home from work for a while, and it's hard for him to get time off

. Shall we wait here for a bit?" He waited to see Izumi Shizuka's reaction. She didn't reply, only looking out the window with a half-smile. Even the slow-witted Lao Qi understood, and pulled up to the coffee shop. Despite his best efforts to straighten the car, it still came out crooked.

Izumi Shizuka chose a corner seat with a rocking chair, away from the window. In the afternoon, only two young couples, around 20 years old, were playing chess and laughing at the window seat.

Lao Qi ordered a pot of expensive Irish coffee, while Izumi Shizuka got herself an iced lemonade; she liked the sweet and sour, cool taste.

Seeing Lao Qi's hesitant and anxious demeanor, Quan Jingxiang seemed to see again those eager young men in school who were also trying to please her but didn't know what to say. Although she hadn't accepted their pure feelings, she was still genuinely moved when she thought about it now. Compared to Lao Sun and his ilk, who only wanted her body and to satisfy their desires on her, Quan Jingxiang suddenly felt a strange sense of emotion...

Finally, Lao Qi started talking to Quan Jingxiang about life, work, and the future. His experiences over the years made Quan Jingxiang sometimes chuckle, and a smile would often appear on her pretty and charming face. This made Lao Qi even more captivated, and he became very talkative, sometimes showing off his current life, sometimes talking about his great ideals. For a while, he was animated and talked non-stop.

Izumi Shizuka listened quietly to Lao Qi's rambling, occasionally chiming in with a few words. Although she could see Lao Qi's immaturity and even naiveté in society, his youthful passion and the exuberant air of someone who had already stepped onto the threshold of success gave him an irresistible charm. It made Izumi Shizuka feel as if she had rediscovered her own youthful spirit, a renewed passion, and a sense of liberation from the heavy burden of uncertainty and contradiction that had weighed on her for so long. Thinking about this, Izumi Shizuka's gaze towards Lao Qi grew increasingly tender and intimate…

Just as the two were chatting happily, Izumi Shizuka's phone suddenly rang. She picked up the phone and glanced at it, then paused, realizing it was already past her workday. It was Wang Shen calling, but neither of them had told him. Why would he call himself? He usually went straight home. Confused, Izumi Shizuka answered the phone.

"Hey, Quan Jingxiang." Wang Shen always called Quan Jingxiang by her full name on the phone, never using terms like "wife" or any nickname. Quan Jingxiang actually felt uncomfortable hearing it, but she never told Wang Shen. She believed that relationships should be experienced firsthand, not something one-sidedly demanded, so she rarely asked others to do this or that, even Wang Shen. "A classmate is coming over tonight, and Lao Qi and I are going to have dinner with him. We'll be back a little late." Quan Jingxiang was taken aback. Lao Qi hadn't mentioned having dinner with a classmate. She had a feeling Wang Shen might be lying, but she didn't say anything, only asking, "What time will you be back?" Quan Jingxiang cleverly used the word "back" to give Wang Shen the illusion that she was home. After all, Quan Jingxiang's Chinese literature degree hadn't gone to waste.

"Um... maybe 10:30."

The two quickly hung up. Quan Jingxiang looked at Lao Qi's questioning gaze, smiled, and took a sip of water without saying anything. She wondered what Wang Shen would be doing. It was probably just playing mahjong; she didn't believe Wang Shen would have another woman outside. Just then, Lao Qi's phone rang. Quan Jingxiang had a strong premonition that it was Wang Shen calling. She glanced up at Lao Qi's expression, noticing a hint of panic beneath the surface—after all, he was having dinner with his second brother's wife.

"Hello, oh, second brother, oh, okay… okay… don't worry, it's fine, hey, all done." Lao Qi's expression gradually calmed from panic to a hint of joy. Quan Jingxiang guessed that Wang Shen was probably calling to cover for him. She didn't press him; smart women usually knew when to speak and when not to.

Lao Qi looked at Quan Jingxiang, his joy still somewhat uncontrollable. "My second brother just called, saying he has something to do tonight. Um…" Lao Qi suddenly didn't know what to say. Wang Shen had just called to say that he and Quan Jingxiang had been having dinner together, and in case Quan Jingxiang asked him, he was told not to let it slip, and that he was going to play mahjong. The joy he had felt earlier suddenly left Lao Qi speechless.

Izumi Shizuka feigned nonchalance, "Aren't you guys going drinking later? Go ahead. I'll go home by myself in a bit."

Old Seven suddenly panicked, "No, um... I, he..."

Seeing Old Seven's face turn red with anxiety, Izumi Shizuka chuckled, "Heh, look how anxious you are. Did he go play mahjong and ask you to lie for him?"

Old Seven stammered, "...Um..."

"Seeing how hard you're trying, it's nothing. Men, they always like to play little tricks."

"Hehe..." Old Seven chuckled foolishly.

"Take me home later, you guys go have some fun." Izumi Shizuka said, seemingly a little annoyed.

"Um... I'm fine too. If he's not coming, let's go eat." Old Seven stammered after holding it in for a while.

"Shall we go eat?" Izumi Shizuka looked at Lao Qi with a slight smile. "I wouldn't dare, hehe."

Looking at Izumi Shizuka's charming appearance, Lao Qi's heart began to itch. "What's there to be afraid of? It's just a meal. I know a South Korean restaurant; their Korean BBQ is delicious."

Izumi Shizuka didn't speak, twirling her slender glass in her hand while looking at Lao Qi through the glass. Actually, Izumi Shizuka was conflicted. She really wanted to be alone with Lao Qi, but she was also afraid of not being able to maintain proper boundaries. She knew Lao Qi's feelings for her; in fact, she admired and even liked him a little. Having been in the

underworld for many years, Lao Qi understood the importance of striking while the iron was hot. He got up and called the waiter to pay the bill.

The two went out, and Lao Qi opened the car door for Izumi Shizuka. Izumi Shizuka, her mind still in turmoil, hesitated for a moment before getting into the passenger seat.

Neither of them spoke on the way. Old Seven inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from Izumi Shizuka, his eyes glancing at her fair face framed by her long hair. He knew his dream was drawing ever closer.

The Korean restaurant's rooms were designed like those in Japan and Korea, but for the convenience of Chinese diners, there was space under the tables for feet, so that people wouldn't be comfortable sitting cross-legged for too long. Izumi Shizuka took off her delicate high heels upon entering, revealing her exquisite little feet encased in black stockings, which stirred a surge of excitement in Old Seven.

While eating barbecue, the waiter recommended red wine. After a brief period of awkwardness, the two began chatting animatedly. The sweet and slightly astringent red wine, paired with Sprite, led them to unknowingly finish two bottles. The atmosphere in the room had become ambiguous. Izumi Shizuka, sitting sideways, stretched her small feet behind him, and Old Seven's eyes frequently swept over her round, delicate feet.

As she warmed up, Izumi Shizuka unbuttoned the second button of her shirt, revealing a patch of white, tender breasts and a deep cleavage. Her light blue bra also revealed white lace trim. The way her full breasts trembled with each movement, a sensation that resonated deeply with men, even through the thin shirt, made Lao Qi's blood boil.

A slight pink blush crept onto Izumi Shizuka's fair face, and her watery eyes shone with a seductive allure, seemingly casual yet deliberate. Their conversation shifted from childhood and school anecdotes to feelings and love. As another bottle of wine disappeared, they increasingly felt they shared many common views and attitudes towards love, their shared topics growing ever wider… and they drew closer from across the table.

When Lao Qi suddenly grasped Izumi Shizuka's soft hand, the almost provocative caress sending waves of heat through her. Seeing that Izumi Shizuka didn't object, Lao Qi moved closer to her, gently pulling her delicate hand, and Izumi Shizuka's soft body leaned against him. Old Seven's right arm encircled the waist below Izumi Shizuka's breasts, his lips kissing her hair and then her forehead. Izumi Shizuka, panting softly, tilted her head back, her soft pink lips trembling as she met Old Seven's hot lips. Like two magnets, they were drawn together.

Izumi Shizuka raised her hands to embrace Old Seven's neck, their lips entwining, rubbing and sucking, their soft, pulsating tongues sliding between them. Soft moans escaped from their tightly pressed lips, sending waves of heat through Old Seven's body. His left hand pressed against Izumi Shizuka's full, firm breasts; even through the thin shirt and bra, the soft, full flesh held an irresistible allure. 04-03 08

As the two entangled in an embrace, Lao Qi's hand lifted the hem of Izumi Shizuka's small shirt, his large hand gently caressing her smooth, flat abdomen. He felt the slight tremors in her body as his hand slid to the bottom of her bra, his fingers parting the firm, elastic underwire and pushing upwards, revealing Izumi Shizuka's full breasts in his hands.

A surge of heat coursed through Lao Qi's heart. The breasts in his hands were smooth, soft, yet firm and elastic. His fingers traced the nipples, the size of soybeans, slowly hardening. While Lao Qi caressed Izumi Shizuka's full breasts, their lips remained locked in a passionate kiss, sometimes hotly sucking, sometimes parting for a light, gentle kiss.

Izumi Shizuka leaned softly against Lao Qi, her arms wrapped around his neck. Only two buttons of her tight-fitting white blouse were fastened. One large hand kneaded inside the blouse, accompanied by soft moans and gasps. Izumi Shizuka, heavily intoxicated, was completely immersed in a state of confusion and excitement.

Lao Qi's hand moved from Izumi Shizuka's chest, reaching down to touch her soft, fleshy feet. Through the smooth, soft stockings, it slowly slid up her calves, gradually slipping inside her skirt. His hand slid over her full thighs, touching the mound of Venus at the base of her thighs through the thin stockings. He parted her firm, elastic legs, using his middle and index fingers to touch the soft labia beneath her rounded mound.

Izumi Shizuka was now almost lying on her side on the wooden bed, her whole body filled with sexual desire, her burning lips constantly craving a man's kiss…

Just as Lao Qi's hand slipped inside Quan Jingxiang's stockings, sliding past her thin panties and touching her soft pubic hair, a gentle knock on the door startled them both. As if only now remembering they were in a restaurant's private room, they hurriedly sat up. Quan Jingxiang, not having had time to put on her bra, simply crossed her arms and quickly tidied her hair.

After the waiter left, Lao Qi looked at Quan Jingxiang, her face flushed with desire, her lips parted, and gazed at him tenderly. Almost simultaneously, he embraced her again. After a brief kiss, a panting Quan Jingxiang pushed away Lao Qi's hand, which was still rubbing her breasts. "Mmm…not here, be good…oh…"

Lao Qi quickly paid the bill, and Quan Jingxiang straightened her clothes. The two walked out of the restaurant arm in arm.

Once in the car, Izumi Shizuka took out her electric scooter. They ate for nearly five hours, yet the time seemed to fly by. Sitting in the car, she could clearly feel her lower body was wet. Looking at Lao Qi's profile as he drove, she saw a handsome man with a mature charm, and she felt an urge to kiss him. Seeing that Lao Qi's car wasn't heading home but towards his hotel, Izumi Shizuka felt a frantic anticipation. She clearly felt a strong need, especially a desire to be completely united with Lao Qi.

They wasted almost no time. As they walked through the lobby, Izumi Shizuka's radiant face and sexy figure, especially her high, trembling breasts, attracted the attention of almost every man in the lobby.

The door had just closed when the two of them, without anyone knowing who had touched whom first, embraced. Izumi Shizuka's almond-shaped eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling, and her soft pink lips were intertwined with Lao Qi's. The heels of her small, high-heeled shoes lifted off the ground, her full breasts pressed tightly against Lao Qi's chest, and her soft arms were wrapped around his neck. The sounds of their panting and their lips entwined echoed in the room.

The seventh brother's arms encircled Izumi Shizuka's small waist. With a slight pull, Izumi Shizuka's toes lifted off the ground and clung to him. The seventh brother reached down and pinched Izumi Shizuka's round, plump buttocks. Izumi Shizuka let out a soft moan. The two embraced and moved to the bedside. The seventh brother pulled up the hem of Izumi Shizuka's shirt, revealing her fair, slender, and voluptuous waist. "Mmm..." Izumi Shizuka, her mouth gagged, reached down to stop the seventh brother's hand, while her fingers unbuttoned the small royal blue buttons on her shirt. As the open shirt fell onto the scarlet carpet, Izumi Shizuka's full upper body was left only with a light blue shirt trimmed with white lace. A lace bra supported her firm, round breasts, and a glimpse of the waistband of semi-transparent black pantyhose was visible at her waist. Izumi Shizuka unbuttoned a few buttons on the side of her skirt, which fell to the ground. Her light blue silk lace panties covered her plump vulva, and sheer black stockings draped her full buttocks and long thighs, creating a captivating allure. Lao Qi lifted Izumi Shizuka by the knees and picked her up from the ground. Her skirt fell away from her feet, and her high heels were still casually perched on her toes. Izumi Shizuka lifted her up and hugged Lao Qi's neck with both hands. Their lips were still greedily pressed together, as if they had been thirsting for a long time, sucking and entwining incessantly.

Old Seven placed Izumi Shizuka on the bed. She kicked off her high heels, carefully pulled down her stockings from her waist, revealing two long, slender, snow-white legs. She lifted the covers and slipped inside, secretly watching Old Seven quickly undress, now pulling down his underwear. Beneath his dark pubic hair, his erect penis, already undisguised, pointed slightly upwards at an angle, making Izumi Shizuka's face flush instantly. A burning desire welled up within her, and she involuntarily squeezed her legs together.

Old Seven, now completely naked, also slipped under the covers. The two embraced again, Izumi Shizuka, wearing only a thin undershirt, letting out a soft, groan-like sigh as they held each other, her eyes half-closed and her body trembling slightly. Through Izumi Shizuka's thin underwear, Lao Qi could clearly feel the fullness and suppleness of her body, and the smoothness of her delicate skin. After kissing for a moment, Lao Qi rolled over and pressed himself against Izumi Shizuka. Izumi Shizuka's legs naturally parted to the sides, and Lao Qi's hard and hot penis touched the skin at the base of her thighs. Izumi Shizuka could clearly feel the hardness and size of Lao Qi's penis. Her heart trembled slightly, and she raised her arms to hug Lao Qi's neck, closed her eyes slightly, and pouted her delicate pink lips, waiting for Lao Qi's kiss.

Looking at Izumi Shizuka's alluring face from the closest angle, Lao Qi could clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from her skin. Her large eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled incessantly, revealing a hint of nervousness. Her delicate nose was small and straight, exuding the refinement of a work of art. Her round, oval face was fair with a touch of rosy blush, and her soft, pink lips had clear, gentle lines. The more Lao Qi looked at her, the more he loved her. The scene that had only appeared in his dreams had finally come to life before him. His beloved beauty was so close to him. Lao Qi kissed Izumi Shizuka's hair, forehead, nose, and cheeks repeatedly, finally pressing his lips to her trembling, soft red lips.

Old Seven bent down and kissed Izumi Shizuka from her neck to her chest, his tongue licking the edge of her bra that revealed her full breasts. His hands reached under her, clumsily trying to unhook her bra. Izumi Shizuka leaned forward slightly, and Old Seven pulled her bra off. A pair of full breasts trembled before him, perfectly round and symmetrical, the areolas barely visible, only a faint pink. The small nipples, already hardened, were only the size of soybeans. Old Seven's hands... One of them grasped Shizuka's breasts, gently kneading them. The soft, full flesh and Shizuka's delicate breathing made Lao Qi feel suffocated from time to time. He couldn't help but bend down, his tongue touching the side of Shizuka's nipple, circling it, occasionally licking the small nipple. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and took Shizuka's nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking it with his tongue. Shizuka's body arched slightly, twisting her body, letting out a muffled moan, her hands stroking Lao Qi's hair.

Lao Qi reluctantly left Shizuka's breasts after a long time, his hands still kneading her fullness and firmness, his lips kissing Shizuka's tender, flat abdomen, slowly moving down to kiss the edge of her panties. The hot lips sent shivers down Izumi Shizuka's spine. Old Seven, inhaling her alluring scent, slowly pulled down her thin panties between her legs. As the panties fell away, a few long, curly black pubic hairs peeked out from the edge. Izumi Shizuka raised one leg, allowing Old Seven to pull the panties down further. With the bending and lowering of her long leg, a patch of tender pink glint appeared at the base of her thigh. Old

Seven caressed Izumi Shizuka's slender thighs with both hands, his tongue gently licking the edges of her pubic hair and the delicate skin of her inner thighs. Izumi Shizuka's vulva was plump and full, the two thick, tender labia majora and minora bulging on either side. Only a few sparse, long, black pubic hairs covered her vulva. The already wet, pink vaginal opening, enveloped by the labia majora and minora, was tender with a faint red tinge, completely devoid of pubic hair. The seventh man's tongue gently touched Izumi Shizuka's vulva. For the first time, Izumi Shizuka felt the warm breath of a man's lips on her most intimate and sensitive area. She wanted to pull the seventh man's mouth away, yet felt a stimulating reluctance. Almost stiffly, she spread her legs, letting the seventh man's tongue slide over her labia, licking her tender vaginal opening. There, it felt wet and pink, as if about to drip water. Izumi Shizuka groaned and flinched slightly. The seventh man, smelling the... With a slightly fishy and salty scent, he resolutely pressed his lips to the area covered by Izumi Shizuka's labia minora. Izumi Shizuka arched her body, wanting to dodge yet also wanting to open her body a little more for Lao Qi to kiss her. A strange stimulation filled Izumi Shizuka's entire body. Although she had had sexual relations with several men, including her husband Wang Shen, no man had ever kissed her genitals. At this moment, the stimulation made Izumi Shizuka feel a mixture of shame, lust, and a fresh and exciting sensation. She could clearly feel Lao Qi's hot tongue touching the tender flesh inside her body.

For Lao Qi, this was also his first time kissing a woman's genitals. While watching porn, he remembered how women seemed to enjoy oral sex, and at that moment, his greatest desire was to please Quan Jingxiang, to satisfy and comfort his beloved woman. But as Lao Qi kissed Quan Jingxiang's tender, smooth vulva, he couldn't help but recall her legend, the various penises he'd fought with here before. This only intensified his arousal. This legendary harlot, this lady in real life, his friend's beloved wife, was now naked beneath him. His increasingly hard penis forced him to change positions, lying face down.

After a while, feeling the overflowing moisture from Quan Jingxiang's lower body, Lao Qi stroked her small, white feet, his lips moving down her long, shapely legs.

At this moment, Quan Jingxiang seemed to have forgotten everything; only the naked man before her filled her heart with a single feeling: a desperate need for a man's hardness and erection. She lifted her legs, pulling the seventh brother, who was kissing her legs, closer to her. Holding his arm, she half-opened her alluring almond-shaped eyes and murmured, "Come on, come on..."

The seventh brother, of course, understood Izumi Shizuka's meaning. He lifted himself up, placing his hands on either side of her head, his hard penis pressing against her vulva. The fleshy, firm sensation ignited Izumi Shizuka's desire. She bent her legs to the sides, slightly raising her buttocks, using her wet vulva to welcome the seventh brother's penis. They touched for a few moments, unable to find the right spot. Izumi Shizuka, disregarding her ladylike demeanor,... She reached down and grasped Lao Qi's penis. Although it wasn't the first time she'd held a man's penis, or even the first time she'd held a penis other than her husband's, the hardness of Lao Qi's penis still made Izumi Shizuka's heart and lower body tremble. The large glans pressed against her vulva. Izumi Shizuka released her hand, and Lao Qi thrust in, his penis penetrating her wet, soft vagina. Izumi Shizuka's small red lips parted slightly but no sound came out. Her neck arched back slightly, and after a moment, a long, panting moan seemed to escape from deep within her body. She reached up and hugged Lao Qi's waist, feeling the thrusting, colliding, and rubbing of his penis against her lower body, matching his rhythm with her soft breaths and moans.

The quiet room soon became filled with the sounds of wet, rubbing genitals, besides the two's panting and moaning. With Lao Qi's rapid thrusting, Quan Jingxiang's lower body was already overflowing with moisture. Even Quan Jingxiang herself blushed at the sound of such lewd noises. With her eyes closed and head tilted to the side, she couldn't help but moan, "Ah...ah...ouch...um..."

Lao Qi's penis felt an extreme pleasure from the moment it entered. The wet vagina was soft and had a rich elasticity, as if every inch of flesh possessed a trembling power. Each withdrawal left a lingering drag on his penis, and each insertion felt like the very end, yet also a deep penetration. The smooth feel of Quan Jingxiang's delicate skin and the perfect strength of her legs clamping him on either side gave Lao Qi a truly blissful experience. Almost the instant he penetrated, he remembered what Xiao Jing had told him—what did the rogue mean by describing the feeling of fucking Quan Jingxiang as "the ultimate"?

Old Seven continued his rapid, relentless thrusting. Izumi Shizuka couldn't take it anymore; her moans grew louder, her legs lifted off the bed, her lower body soaked, almost dripping with vaginal fluid. Her small feet curled up on either side of Old Seven's body, her round, white toes slightly curving inwards.

"Ah...ah...Old Seven...I can't...ah...I can't take it...anymore..." Izumi Shizuka gripped Old Seven's waist with both hands, spreading her legs wide as far as she could. Her breasts, swaying gently, revealed a pair of erect, delicate pink nipples.

Old Seven lowered his body, pressing his entire body against Izumi Shizuka's. He kissed her small, round earlobe, feeling the softness and elasticity of her full breasts pressed against his. His lower body was tightly inserted into hers, using the contraction of his buttocks muscles to thrust and grind deep into her vagina. The deep penetration had reached the very end of her vagina, and each touch of his glans sent a tingling, numbing sensation through her lower body. "Ah...ah...ya...um...Old Seven...ah...um..." Izumi Shizuka moaned and even cried out louder. Her delicate voice further aroused Old Seven's passion. Her long, slender legs wrapped around his waist, her little feet hooked together, her toes pointing upwards. Her buttocks had lifted off the white sheets as her body curled up, leaving faint wet stains on the sheets.

Old Seven raised himself up, grabbing one of Izumi Shizuka's little feet with each hand, and stretched Izumi Shizuka's legs apart and straightened them. He knelt on the bed and began to thrust in and out from a horizontal angle, pulling his penis out to the edge of her vagina each time before forcefully inserting it back in. Old Seven looked down at Izumi Shizuka's plump, tender vulva as his penis went in and out. The wet sounds of "squelch, squelch" and "splish, splish" came from Izumi Shizuka's wet vagina. His penis was already covered in water, and his pubic hair was also covered with patches of Izumi Shizuka's vaginal fluid. "Ah...I...um, Seventh Brother...ah..." Izumi Shizuka lay flat on the bed, her legs stretched out to the sides on either side of Seventh Brother's shoulders, her lower body exposed to receive his continuous thrusts. Wave after wave of stimulation and impact made Izumi Shizuka weak and limp, her whole body trembling in waves. The tingling and intense impact from her vagina made Izumi Shizuka seem to forget everything, only moaning, twisting her slender and soft waist, her head tilting back forcefully, a layer of fine beads of sweat appearing on her small nose, her pointed and round chin held high, the blue veins on her white and thin neck faintly visible, her pair of full breasts trembling back and forth, dancing in an alluring rhythm and wave.

"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...Seventh Brother...ah...no more...ah...ah..." Izumi Shizuka tightly wrapped her arms around Seventh Brother's neck, placing her legs around his waist. Her long, white legs gripped his waist, swaying with his thrusts. The muscles of her vagina twitched and contracted, tightly enveloping his penis, like a soft, moist, warm fleshy hoop. With each thrust, the muscles contracted and released, secreting a constant stream of excited fluid.

Izumi Shizuka trembled uncontrollably, an unprecedented orgasm overwhelming her. A dazed feeling swirled in her mind; everything before her eyes was blurry. Only the constant stimulation and spasms of her vagina resonated throughout her body, accompanied by moans and gasps. Izumi Shizuka's soft, full body writhed and trembled against Seventh Brother, her lips and tender cheeks rubbing and kissing his face as she reveled in the ecstasy beneath him.

Old Seven tightly embraced the excited, almost wanton young woman beneath him, thrusting his penis in and out as Izumi Shizuka's body clung to him. He felt the tight, full sensation of Izumi Shizuka's wet vagina, and the tingling, gripping feeling on his glans constantly stimulated his excited nerves. The inexperienced Old Seven only knew to keep seeking stronger stimulation until he finally reached the peak of ejaculation. He laboriously rose and fell his buttocks with Izumi Shizuka's legs wrapped around him, thrusting his penis in and out. The two wet genitals rubbed and collided together, making sticky, sizzling sounds that filled the air. Amidst Izumi Shizuka's soft moans and panting, it all seemed even more lewd and wanton.

"Ah...Seventh Brother...Hmm...Don't move...Ah...Ah!" Izumi Shizuka trembled violently all over, her arms and legs tightly wrapped around Seventh Brother's body, her lower body pressed tightly against Seventh Brother's hard penis, forcing Seventh Brother to move slowly on Izumi Shizuka's soft body without being able to thrust. Her vagina contracted and convulsed continuously around Seventh Brother's penis, her delicate nose, which was pressed against Seventh Brother's face, felt cool, and her hot lips kept kissing Seventh Brother's face and lips. Her soft moans and panting echoed in Seventh Brother's ears.

As Izumi Shizuka tightly embraced Lao Qi, he was steadily approaching the peak of his excitement. The tingling sensation on his glans told him he couldn't hold on much longer. Every time Lao Qi made love, he would thrust relentlessly until he ejaculated. Just as he was about to ejaculate, Izumi Shizuka experienced a powerful orgasm, clinging tightly to Lao Qi to stop him from stimulating her further. In the instant he stopped, Lao Qi could feel his penis twitching a few times, and a few drops of fluid flowed from his glans. Lao Qi vigorously moved his penis inside Izumi Shizuka, rubbing against her vagina, which was convulsing with orgasm. Although he wasn't thrusting, the rhythmic tremors of Izumi Shizuka's soft, wet vagina gave Lao Qi the same intense stimulation.

"Lao Qi, hold me... um..." Izumi Shizuka breathed and moaned in Lao Qi's ear.

Old Seven slipped his hand under Izumi Shizuka's body, feeling a layer of sweat on her smooth back. He hugged her tightly, feeling the softness of her full breasts pressed against his chest, and his lower body involuntarily thrust deeper into her vagina.

"Ah--" Izumi Shizuka let out a long moan, her crossed legs and buttocks pushing upwards forcefully. Old Seven's penis touched the trembling depths of her vagina, the stimulation on the glans causing it to throb twice before he ejaculated hot semen.

"Ah-ah..." Izumi Shizuka felt the warm impact inside her body, knowing that Old Seven had ejaculated. She moaned in his ear while twisting her body, rubbing and stimulating his penis, making him feel even more excited.

A moment later, Lao Qi's tense body relaxed, pressing down on Quan Jingxiang. Quan Jingxiang lowered her legs, which had been tightly wrapped around Lao Qi, but they remained intertwined, her small feet rubbing against his calves. Their joined bodies remained reluctantly connected, and Quan Jingxiang could feel the warm thing slowly softening.

"Actually, I've liked you for a long time, you know?" Lao Qi looked up, gazing affectionately at Quan Jingxiang's beautiful face, now even more alluring after her climax.

Quan Jingxiang didn't avoid Lao Qi's gaze, her alluring eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and affection. "Since when?" Quan Jingxiang reached out and stroked Lao Qi's stiff hair and sweaty forehead.

"From the day you married Second Brother, the first time I saw you, I could never forget you." Lao Qi got off Quan Jingxiang and turned to embrace her.

Mentioning Wang Shen, Quan Jingxiang's heart skipped a beat. A wave of guilt washed over her towards Wang Shen. The confusion from her earlier drunkenness was slowly dissipating, but the joyful love she felt for Lao Qi only intensified. As if to strengthen her resolve, the naked Quan Jingxiang pressed her body tightly against Lao Qi, her hand stroking his strong chest muscles. "Aren't you afraid your second brother will find out about this?"

"No, as long as you accept me, I'm not afraid of anything." Lao Qi kissed Quan Jingxiang's forehead. "I will always, always be good to you."

"Heh, I don't believe it. When you meet a nice girl, you won't even give me a second glance." Quan Jingxiang played with the two curly hairs peeking out from under Lao Qi's armpit.

"Definitely not. I swear, besides Quan Jingxiang, I will never love another woman in this world, or may I be struck by lightning." Lao Qi held out his hand in a vow, and Quan Jingxiang leaned over and gave him a deep kiss on the lips.

"I don't need your vows, I'll be satisfied as long as you like me for one day." Quan Jingxiang spoke from the heart. She knew that Lao Qi truly liked her now, but there was no future for them; she could only cherish the time they spent together.

"Jie, I love you." Lao Qi kissed Quan Jingxiang's rosy lips deeply, feeling her smooth body and delicate, full skin.

"Mmm... I love you so much too, Lao Qi." Quan Jingxiang was a little breathless after being kissed by Lao Qi for a while, her body aroused again.

"Jie, I don't like you calling me Lao Qi, call me Xiao Zhi." Lao Qi's hand slid down behind Quan Jingxiang as she turned to the side, caressing her round, plump buttocks.

"Xiao Zhi, I love you. Call me Niu Niu, that's what everyone at home calls me." Quan Jingxiang intentionally touched Lao Qi's penis with her full thighs, and it became slightly erect again.

"Niu Niu, what a cute name, won't you stay tonight?" Lao Qi's hand had already restlessly touched Quan Jingxiang's pubic hair.

"Oh dear, what time is it?" Quan Jingxiang suddenly remembered that Wang Shen said he would be home at 10:30. She quickly sat up naked from the bed, her breasts bouncing. She grabbed her phone and glanced at the time: 10:15. The two of them had been entangled for almost an hour since they entered the hotel. Quan Jingxiang hurriedly got up to find her underwear. Her legs were a little weak as soon as she stood up. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she grabbed her stockings and put them on. When she got to her waist, she realized she wasn't wearing underwear. In her haste, she didn't put them on. She put on a skirt, bra, shirt, and pointed high heels. She looked in the mirror, tidied her messy long hair, and looked back at Lao Qi, who was looking at her reluctantly from the bed. She walked to the bedside and kissed Lao Qi deeply. Looking at Lao Qi's penis, which had become erect again, she suddenly felt playful. She slapped Lao Qi's penis, chuckled, and turned to leave. Then she turned back and said, "Call me, okay?" With that, she opened the door and swayed as she walked out.

As Izumi Shizuka stepped out of the elevator, she saw two people walking towards her from the lobby. One was Reika, dressed in a black, tight-fitting suit. The low-cut neckline revealed a deep cleavage and the lace trim of her red bra. Her short, tight skirt clung to her round buttocks, swaying exaggeratedly with each step she took in her high heels. Reika was arm-in-arm with a balding middle-aged man. Izumi Shizuka was about to hide when Reika spotted her and waved, "Izumi Shizuka, what are you doing here? Who are you with?"

Izumi Shizuka's face flushed slightly, but seeing that the man Reika was with wasn't her husband, Li Yan, she replied, "With Wang Shen." Izumi Shizuka deliberately paused after Wang Shen, as if he were there too. Sure enough, Reika said "Oh," and then, "Have fun, bye-bye," before entering the elevator with the man. The man's eyes were practically glued to Izumi Shizuka; he kept glancing back as they entered the elevator.

Quan Jingxiang hurriedly left home, hailed a taxi, and headed home, unaware that a motorcycle was quietly following behind...

Bingbing worked for the railway; she was Lao Sun's wife and a train attendant on sleeper train 256. The morning after Quan Jingxiang was raped by Lao Sun, Bingbing returned home from work. Entering the house, she saw the bed in disarray, the sheets stained. She knew Lao Sun had slept with someone again, but she said nothing. She silently rolled up the sheets and threw them in the washing machine, went to the kitchen to cook, and called Lao Sun to eat.

"Whose wife did you ravage last night?" Bingbing asked Lao Sun with a sidelong glance after taking a bite of food.

"Quan Jingxiang, a teacher at our school. It was fucking amazing, that pussy was so tight!" Lao Sun was clearly still unsatisfied.

"Judging by that, you didn't hold back, did you break your dick?" Bingbing said sourly.

"Just a couple of times, and then he left," Lao Sun said regretfully.

"Stationmaster Wang told me yesterday that he wants to do it again sometime, and I told him next week. Is that okay?"

"You old lecher, you're addicted after just one time! Fine." Old Sun put down his rice bowl.

There was a reason for Old Sun and his wife's behavior. Last summer, Bingbing was still a very virtuous wife. One night, on a train, Bingbing started checking tickets after the train was activated. When she checked the last soft sleeper compartment, there were four men inside, clearly together. As soon as Bingbing entered, their eyes darted back and forth across her face and body, their expressions clearly malicious. After

checking the tickets, Bingbing returned to the attendant's room and read for a while. Bingbing wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a very feminine charm that aroused a certain desire in people. Her skin was white and delicate, always giving off a soft, supple feeling.

"Attendant, the air conditioning in our compartment isn't working properly, could you go check it?" a chubby man called to her. "Maybe it's broken?"

Bingbing and he entered the private room, which was pitch black. "Turn on the light."

Suddenly, someone shoved her from behind and locked the door. Another man grabbed Bingbing and covered her mouth. Bingbing realized something was wrong and struggled, but in her struggle, the two men had already forced her onto the bed, stuffing a pair of smelly panties into her mouth.

Several men's large hands tore at Bingbing's clothes. Her uniform was ripped open, her shirt and bra were torn to shreds, exposing her pear-shaped breasts, the pointed nipples swaying back and forth.

"Hahaha! These breasts are so soft." One man lewdly laughed as he rubbed them.

Several large hands lifted her skirt and groped her genitals, which were covered by pantyhose. One hand grabbed her stockings and panties and pulled them down forcefully, tearing out several of Bingbing's pubic hairs.

The pantyhose were torn from the crotch, and the panties were ripped to shreds. A man had already pressed himself between Bingbing's legs. Without any foreplay, his hard penis plunged into Bingbing's tender vagina. Bingbing's legs straightened instantly, a tearing pain followed by a burning friction.

"Little bitch, you're pretty tight!" the man said, panting heavily as he moved back and forth.

The other men kissed and groped Bingbing all over her body. "Fuck her mother, try fucking her asshole." One of the men, who was unbearably hard, pressed his penis against Bingbing's anus and pushed it in forcefully. While Bingbing was being fucked from the front, the man behind her was trying to fuck her anus.

The man tried a few times but couldn't get it in, so he just kept pushing his penis back and forth in Bingbing's buttocks.

The man ejaculated after a short while, and another very fat man pulled him down: "I'll take over..." As soon as his penis touched Bingbing's vulva, Bingbing's labia involuntarily contracted. What a huge glans! Bingbing's body tensed up instantly. The man grabbed Bingbing's legs with both hands and thrust hard, "Gurgle..." as he shoved it in.

"Ugh..." Bingbing let out a muffled cry, her face flushed red, her legs involuntarily twitching: "Too long, too thick..." The man thrust in and out again, the semen he had just ejaculated making a sound inside.

"You slut, big enough, right..." He thrust again with a thud.

This fat man was not only thick and large, but also incredibly long-lasting. After more than twenty minutes, Bingbing had already had an orgasm, her lower body was even more slippery, and she stopped struggling. Her face was flushed as the man pressed her down on the bed, her legs raised high on either side of her body. The man's hands were on the back of Bingbing's legs, his body suspended in the air as he thrust powerfully. With each thrust, Bingbing couldn't help but tremble, her lower body like a river overflowing, her juices flowing continuously down her buttocks onto the bed.

The men were already impatient. While masturbating themselves, they shouted, "Fuck you, are you ever going to stop?"

"This slut's skin is so tender, is her cunt especially tender too? Is it comfortable?"

"You'll find out soon enough, it's fucking amazing. The moment I fuck you, it feels so good inside, like an electric shock." The man in the middle of the act said breathlessly.

He continued for a while before collapsing onto Bingbing. When his wet penis was pulled from Bingbing's already swollen labia, a stream of milky white semen, mixed with a few streaks of blood, flowed out. At this point, no one was holding Bingbing down anymore; she was completely limp, one leg dangling off the edge of the bed, the other curled up on the bed.

Another long-haired man pulled Bingbing up, made her lie face down on the edge of the bed, and the man stood below, holding Bingbing's buttocks, and "snap..." thrust inside. Bingbing's upper body arched slightly, her two legs, still encased in stockings, trembled, and then she lay limply on the bed, motionless.

Although she had been raped, human physiological instincts were unavoidable. Like Bingbing, she had experienced multiple orgasms from the man's large penis—something most women might never even know in their lives. This might explain why many women who have been raped don't report it, but instead fantasize about being raped again; perhaps it's because the rape brought them unprecedented orgasms.

Dawn was breaking, and each time the car stopped, someone would get out and open the door.

Bingbing had lost count of how many men had been with her; her lower body was completely numb, filled with semen. The man's now-weak penis made a "snap, snap..." sound as it thrust in and out.

The man's penis fell out.

"Forget it! We can't even get it in, what's the point?"

The man reluctantly stood up. "Damn it, this cunt is even tighter now that it's swollen, it hurts so much to masturbate."

"Let's go, tie this stinky cunt up." Several men tore open Bingbing's clothes and tied her to the bed.

"Hey, how many times did you do it?" "

Twice, I'm exhausted."

"These tits, they're so fucking soft."

The men stopped at the station and ran away.

When the bus reached the terminal, they found that Bingbing's door was unlocked. They couldn't find Bingbing anywhere, but finally they heard movement inside this room. When they opened the door, they were stunned.

Bingbing was only wearing half a pair of pantyhose hanging on her left leg. Her breasts and thighs were covered in bruises, the sheet under her buttocks was wet, her pubic hair was covered in white semen, and her pubic hair was all matted. Her lower body was swollen like a bun, and there was still a milky white semen inside her swollen labia.

From then on, everyone's attitude towards Bingbing at work changed. When no one was around, men would always hang around her, but when others were present, no one dared to talk to her. Every man at work wanted to seduce her.

At home, Lao Sun was unwilling to have sex with her. Sometimes, after a while, seeing that she wasn't responding, he would say, "What's wrong? One dick isn't enough?" The two often parted on bad terms.

Until one day, Station Chief Wang from Bingbing's workplace invited Lao Sun and his wife to dinner. After drinking, he proposed swapping wives with Lao Sun, and that's when Bingbing completely went down the path of promiscuity.

It was one day that Bingbing's car arrived at the station after 10 p.m. The other women had people picking them up, but she had to go home alone. Before going home, Bingbing went to the office to get something. Just as Bingbing was about to turn around and leave, a dark figure suddenly opened the door and slipped in. Bingbing opened her mouth to call out, but immediately recognized the figure as Station Chief Wang, and was stunned.

"You haven't left work yet?" Bingbing asked curiously.

"I've been waiting for you!" Station Chief Wang was clearly a bit drunk, reeking of alcohol as he stood in front of Bingbing.

"Waiting for me? I'm going home." Bingbing lowered her head and walked out.

Wang suddenly grabbed Bingbing from behind, his large hands instinctively pressing against her ample breasts.

"Oh... Station Chief Wang, you've had too much to drink, let me go." Bingbing struggled fiercely.

Wang's hands kneaded Bingbing's breasts, his alcohol-smelling mouth groping haphazardly at her fair neck: "Bingbing, I've missed you for so long, just do me this once!"

"Let me go, I'm going to call for help!" Bingbing said, dodging the man's mouth.

"Call for help? Bingbing, you've done it before! Come on, play with me for a while, I won't let you down, I'll definitely make you feel comfortable." Wang's hands had already slid down to Bingbing's thighs, groping through her thin stockings, while moving towards between her legs.

"No..." Bingbing pleaded softly, trying to stop Wang's hand from reaching for her lower body.

Wang turned around and turned off the lights, plunging the room into complete darkness, with only the occasional light from a passing train illuminating the room briefly before plunging it into even greater darkness. In the instant the lights went out, Bingbing felt all her courage and strength vanish, and she was limply pressed down onto her desk by Wang.

“Bingbing, I’ve missed you so much… Hmm… Now that you’re with your big brother, I’m sure I won’t let you down. Just tell me which class you want to work in, it’s up to you.”

Bingbing’s top was already open, and the man’s hands pushed up her bra, his two white, tender breasts being grabbed and kneaded in his hands: “These big breasts of yours, they make my heart race every day, so soft!”

The man’s hands reached under Bingbing’s skirt, pulling up her pantyhose and underwear together to her knees, then he put Bingbing’s legs on his shoulders, unzipped his pants, took out his thick penis, and touched Bingbing’s tender vulva. Bingbing’s pubic hair was sparse, and it felt smooth and tender to the touch.

“Bingbing, your lower part is like a little girl’s, so tender!” Wang’s hands were touching Bingbing’s round buttocks, while he pressed his penis against Bingbing’s labia.

“Hmm…” When the man’s penis went in, Bingbing’s legs trembled slightly, and she let out a groan.

Station Chief Wang, with his legs crossed, held Bingbing's legs in his arms, his penis thrusting in and out of her body, the desk beneath him clanging loudly.

"That's so good, Bingbing. If you were my wife, I'd fuck you three times a day and still not be enough. I'd let you go around naked every day, fucking you wherever you want." Fueled by alcohol, Wang thrust harder and harder, Bingbing beginning to moan uncontrollably. Their heavy breathing echoed in the room, interspersed with Bingbing's occasional soft cries.

"Clang..." Bingbing convulsed with excitement, her high heels slipping off Wang's shoulders.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah ah...ah...ah ah...oh oh..." Bingbing trembled as if electrocuted, her round buttocks rising with each thrust.

"Oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum..." Wang gripped Bingbing's buttocks with both hands, inserting his penis as deep as possible and ejaculating.

The man's penis reluctantly slipped limply out of Bingbing's vagina, a sticky stream of semen slowly flowing out. Bingbing was now limp, lying on the table with her legs dangling over the edge, her pantyhose and underwear hanging from her knees.

"Did you enjoy it? My beauty, you were trembling all over just now, you didn't have an orgasm, did you!" Wang said lewdly, pinching Bingbing's nipple.

Bingbing struggled to sit up, took out some toilet paper from her bag, wiped herself, pulled up her pantyhose and underwear, straightened her clothes, and stood on the ground. Wang put his arm around her waist, and Bingbing leaned limply against him.

"Take me home, you've left me with no energy," Bingbing whispered.

"Don't go back, come to my house!"

"I'm not going, your wife will kill me!"

"My wife? You know she studied in Japan, she didn't learn anything else, but she learned sexual promiscuity. She's always urging me to find other women so she can find other men. If you come back with me, she'll be overjoyed."

"That's more like my husband. Let my husband play with your wife once, then we'll be even."

"Okay! How about next Saturday? I'll invite you guys to dinner, we can switch."

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

A few days earlier, Bingbing had told Lao Sun that Station Chief Wang was inviting them to dinner. Lao Sun had already heard that Station Chief Wang's wife was very promiscuous, and he was very happy. Besides, looking at his own wife, he also had some feelings.

Bingbing was dressed very sexily today, in a black high-elastic pencil skirt, black silk stockings, and black high heels. She wore a black tight-fitting bra, with a black gauze cover-up over it, and she wasn't even wearing a bra underneath. Her full breasts trembled slightly with her movements.

Station Chief Wang was almost aroused the moment he opened the door. His wife, Meifang, was wearing a long black dress with yellow flowers, a halter-neck top, and her loose black hair was casually tied up behind her. Her alluring almond-shaped eyes radiated a watery, spring-like allure.

Station Chief Wang had already prepared dinner, and the four of them chatted and drank. Because of the awkwardness, they all drank quite a bit and quickly became drunk.

Old Sun took a sip of his drink and suddenly noticed that Bingbing's expression was very unnatural. He pretended to drop his chopsticks and bent down to pick them up. Under the table, Old Sun saw his wife's legs, covered in black stockings, spread apart. Station Chief Wang's hand was rubbing Bingbing's tender genitals, and Bingbing's legs trembled slightly.

Old Sun was just getting annoyed when Meifang's petite, delicate foot gently kicked him in the face. Old Sun's heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed Meifang's foot, running his hand up her smooth thigh.

When Lao Sun touched Mei Fang's inner thighs, his heart pounded. Mei Fang wasn't wearing any underwear, and her labia were already wet. As Lao Sun sat up, Mei Fang's hand was already grasping his penis and playing with it.

Under the influence of alcohol, all four men were unable to restrain themselves. Mei Fang had already unzipped Lao Sun's pants, and suddenly bent down, taking his penis into her mouth. Lao Sun shuddered, looking up to see Wang's hand already caressing his wife's breasts.

When Lao Sun's penis was already throbbing with desire, he saw Station Chief Wang carrying the limp Bingbing into the bedroom, and he followed Mei Fang to the sofa. Mei Fang made him sit on the sofa, then lifted her skirt, supporting his penis as she sat on top of Lao Sun, kneeling on either side of him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and stroking him up and down.

Mei Fang was clearly experienced; Lao Sun's penis, inserted into Mei Fang's wet vagina, moved up and down dramatically, making a "squelching" sound.

"Ah... um... you're so big..." Meifang cried out loudly as she untied the straps of her tank top, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts that bounced up and down on her chest.

"Come on, get on top of me." Meifang moved for a while, then rolled over, took off her skirt, and lay naked on the sofa, raising one leg onto the back of the sofa, her legs wide open. Meifang's genitals were very tender, with only a dozen or so long pubic hairs, her mons pubis shaped like a steamed bun, and her pink labia were wet.

Old Sun took off his pants, pressed them between Meifang's legs, and guided his penis into her vagina. "Ah..." Meifang's leg, which had been hanging on the ground, also lifted up, bending at Old Sun's side.

Old Sun began to thrust quickly, but then he saw Meifang grab the remote control from the coffee table, turn on the TV, and switch to a closed-circuit channel. Old Sun glanced at the screen. There was only a bed on it, with a naked man lying on it. A naked woman was riding on top of him in a 69 position, her head bobbing up and down in front of his lower body. She was wearing black pantyhose, and her round buttocks were facing the screen.

Old Sun realized that the figure looked so familiar. It was Bingbing, his wife!

The man's hands had already pulled down Bingbing's pantyhose and underwear, down to her buttocks. He was caressing her white buttocks with his hands, his fingers probing between her labia. Bingbing occasionally released the man's penis, exhaling a long breath. Her two thighs, kneeling beside him, trembled incessantly, and the clear sound of sucking his penis came from the speakers.

Looking at his wife's lewd figure, Old Sun felt his blood boiling. Humiliation and excitement filled his body. He picked up Meifang, hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, pressed his entire body against hers, and began to thrust forcefully, pulling to the edge with each stroke before plunging in again.

The intense stimulation caused Meifang to open her mouth wide, almost screaming, "Ah...ah...ah...ya...ah ha...ha...ouch...ah ah ah..." Meifang rubbed her breasts vigorously with both hands, moaning incoherently.

"Hmm...oh...ha..." At this moment, the television also emitted the sounds of a woman unable to hold back her moans and soft panting.

Old Sun held Meifang's legs with both hands, thrusting while turning his head to watch the television. Bingbing lay horizontally on the bed, her pantyhose and underwear hanging on her left leg, dangling on the man's shoulder; her other leg was bare and stretched out on the other side, the man's mouth was randomly nibbling at Bingbing's pink nipple, and Bingbing kept moaning softly.

Old Sun's lower body tightened, and he quickly thrust twice before ejaculating. Mei Fang was already dizzy and felt an electric shock all over her body. Old Sun pulled out his penis, and a stream of white semen flowed out with it. The woman lay there motionless, the semen flowing down her buttocks onto the sofa.

Bingbing was now kneeling on the bed, her head on the bed, her buttocks raised high. Station Chief Wang was behind her, his hands holding her buttocks, thrusting rapidly. The "plop, plop" sounds of thrusting and the "slap, slap" sounds of their buttocks hitting each other could be clearly heard from the speakers.

"Ahhhhh...oh...hehehe..." With a few suppressed moans from Bingbing, the two of them collapsed onto the bed, the man's hand reaching down to caress Bingbing's full breasts.

It was already past three in the morning when Old Sun and his wife left Station Chief Wang's house. Bingbing's legs were weak and sore as she walked, while

Old Sun floated home as if he were floating.

Humanity itself is rife with tragedy. Women, the same women, can have vastly different lives simply because they are beautiful or not. Beauty can lead to mistakes, and beauty can bring success and ease.

Is beauty a curse? A beautiful woman's every move often has a profound impact on the men who are infatuated with her. And the men? Perhaps if they don't get her, she's a treasure; if they do, are they disappointed? Or...?

Lixiang is a beautiful woman. She was in the same class as Izumi Shizuka in university, later fell in love with a boy from another school, married him after graduation, and now works as a saleswoman at a medical equipment company. Her husband works as a technician in a company, and because they have few expenses, Lixiang bears almost all the household costs. Lixiang is the company's top saleswoman, but everyone in the company knows how she achieved her sales figures. On April 3rd at 9:00 AM

, she wore a white gauze suit, her long hair flowing down her shoulders, her full breasts pushing the fabric of her dress high into a mountain-like peak. She wore sheer flesh-colored stockings that encased her long, slender legs, and white strappy high-heeled sandals. Swaying her ample hips, she entered a company, greeted several managers familiarly, and then went to the general manager's office. This was a regular customer, there to renew a 200,000 yuan film contract.

"Ah, Miss Zhang! Come in." Hu Yun, with a lewd grin, ushered Li Xiang into the manager's office and closed the door behind him.

"Mr. Hu, this contract needs to be renewed today." Li Xiang placed the contract on Hu Yun's desk, her soft body already leaning against him, pressing her full breasts against him.

Hu Yun's hand reached for Li Xiang's chest, grasping her soft breasts: "Haven't touched them in a month, they've gotten bigger again, and quite a few people have touched them, haven't they?"

Li Xiang lifted her hips and sat on the desk, raising one leg clad in flesh-colored stockings, kicking off her sandals, revealing her delicate little feet encased in sheer stockings, her toes painted with pink nail polish. Lixiang's small feet reached down to Hu Yun's crotch, rubbing against his erect penis. "I wonder if this little thing still recognizes me..." One leg was already on Hu Yun's shoulder. Underneath the thin stockings between her legs was a pair of black lace panties. Through the stockings, a few curly, dark pubic hairs could be seen peeking out from the edge of the panties.

"I think about you every day..." Hu Yun's hand stroked her soft, delicate feet, then moved down her smooth thighs to Lixiang's soft, moist lower body. Through the soft stockings, he used his fingers to pull the panties aside, teasing her wet labia with his fingers.

Lixiang's legs twisted restlessly. "Mmm... hurry up and sign..."

When Hu Yun's hand left, a small wet circle appeared on the flesh-colored stockings. Hu Yun hastily signed the papers and impatiently unzipped his pants. Lixiang had already pulled down one leg of her stockings on the table, and her panties were also down.

At the end of her snow-white thighs was her plump vulva, her pink labia already glistening with moisture beneath thick, dark pubic hair.

Lixiang lay on the table, draping one of her bare thighs over Hu Yun's shoulder, while the other leg draped over the edge of the table, her thin stockings dangling and swaying.

Hu Yun stroked her snow-white, plump thighs, his thick penis already pressing against Li Xiang's wet lower body. Li Xiang's hand reached down and grasped Hu Yun's thick penis: "So hard, Mr. Hu, it's gotten so big after just a few days! Be gentle... Ouch... Hmm..."

Li Xiang half-reclined on the table, her top buttons undone, her black bra pushed up above her breasts, her skirt rolled up, one snow-white long leg stretched out forcefully over Hu Yun's shoulder, her five pink little toes curling tightly...

"Ah... harder... Ah... Hmm..." Li Xiang's hair was disheveled, her snow-white, full breasts swaying in front of her chest, her pink nipples being sucked by Hu Yun, his thick penis thrusting powerfully between her legs.

"Oh... Ouch... Ah... Hmm..." Li Xiang bit her lip lightly, her eyes half-closed, moaning softly.

Ten minutes later, a sweating Hu Yun collapsed onto Li Xiang, his penis deeply inside her as he ejaculated. Li Xiang's legs were wrapped around Hu Yun's waist, and she was panting heavily.

When Hu Yun withdrew his penis, Li Xiang quickly took out tissues from her handbag, wiping her genitals while covering the opening from which semen was leaking. As Li Xiang got up to put on her underwear, she found it had fallen to the floor. She bent down to pick it up, but Hu Yun picked it up instead: "Keep it as a souvenir. I'll look at it when I miss you." Hu Yun played with the thin underwear.

"It's dirty, Mr. Hu, aren't you afraid?"

"It smells good only with your scent..." he said, lewdly sniffing it.

Li Xiang had no choice but to put on her pantyhose, straighten her skirt, and let Hu Yun be intimate with her for a while longer before leaving Hu Yun's office with the signed contract. Hu Yun's secretary, Xiao Qing, who was in the outer room, noticed that Li Xiang walked very awkwardly. Actually, Li Xiang's genitals were sticky, making her pantyhose wet and uncomfortable.

Xiaoqing is 22 years old and works as a secretary at Hu Yun's company. She has long, flowing hair, almond-shaped eyes, and peach-blossom cheeks. Her large, watery eyes are always full of curiosity. She is Quan Jingxiang's cousin.

Lixiang didn't go back to the company but went straight home. She wanted to change her clothes, but when she opened the door, her husband, Li Yan, was home with several of his colleagues chatting. After some introductions, she had no choice but to sit there and keep them company.

The colleagues were clearly envious of Li Yan's good fortune with his wife—such a beautiful wife who could also earn money. They kept praising Li Yan, making him proud as he kept looking at Lixiang. Little did he know that his wife was still leaking another man's semen!

Lixiang felt very uncomfortable sitting there; her lower body felt sticky, and she couldn't go change her clothes, so she kept shifting her legs. A colleague happened to be sitting opposite Lixiang. As Lixiang moved her legs, he caught a glimpse of something dark between her legs. His heart skipped a beat, and he stared intently at the area under her skirt…

“No underwear, no underwear… and her stockings are wet.” Lixiang’s unintentional parting of her legs gave him a clear view, revealing the wet patch on her flesh-colored stockings. He couldn’t help but get an erection.

Seeing that the men weren’t leaving, Lixiang got up and said she was tired, going inside to change. The men stared, mesmerized, at her swaying hips.

Lixiang went inside and answered a phone call from a manager surnamed Du: “Ms. Zhang, do you remember what I said the other day…?”

“What?”

“Didn’t you say that if I could order 500,000 worth of your film, you would…”

“Yes… um… do you want to…” Lixiang deliberately breathed heavily.

"Let's talk tonight and sign the contract."

"Not today, Brother Du, I'll come to your company tomorrow."

"Great! My office is huge."

"It doesn't need to be that big, just a bed will do..."

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you."

"Bye..."

Warm sunlight streamed through the pink curtains onto the bed. Lixiang lazily rolled over, her full breasts swaying gently. She glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table; it was ten o'clock. Her husband had long since left. Thinking about the things she needed to do that day, she got out of bed, gathered her long hair, and went into the bathroom.

When Lixiang came out of the bathroom, she was all made up, her long hair styled in a bun, making her look even more mature and alluring. Sitting on the bed, she took off her underwear, took out a pair of black sheer stockings from the bedside, lifted her toes, and put the stockings on her feet, slowly rolling them up until they were up to her thighs. Lixiang stood up and pulled the stockings up to her waist. They were open-crotch stockings, revealing her snow-white buttocks, with a few long pubic hairs standing out prominently between her rounded buttocks.

Lixiang put on a pair of thin black panties, almost like pantyhose, a black lace bra, and a black tight-fitting skirt that made her breasts appear full and prominent. She wore a small black shawl over them, and the short skirt clung tightly to her buttocks, almost revealing the edge of her open-crotch pantyhose.

Lixiang grabbed her small bag, poured out a few birth control pills from an unlabeled bottle, and swallowed them. To avoid her husband finding out, she tore off the labels from the bottle.

Lixiang arrived at Du Zesheng's company at noon; the employees had all gone out for lunch. Lixiang chose this time to avoid having too many employees, as it would be embarrassing. Lixiang went straight into Du Zesheng's office. Du, a burly man in his thirties, practically stared at her, his eyes practically glued to her, and he almost immediately became aroused. Seeing such a beauty about to be his, he was practically impatient.

"Manager Du, hello there, have you eaten yet?" Lixiang placed the contract on the table, leaned on Du Zesheng's shoulder, her full breasts pressing against his arm, soft and fleshy.

Du's hand also unceremoniously wrapped around Lixiang's waist: "Waiting to eat you!"

"Hmm... let's sign the contract!" Lixiang whispered in Du's ear, her face almost touching his.

Du's hand was already touching Lixiang's buttocks: "I need to check the goods first..." Du's hand slipped under Lixiang's skirt, startled: "You're really horny, open-crotch stockings?"

"You're so naughty... it's just for your convenience!" Lixiang pulled down Du's pants, reached inside, and grasped Du's penis, involuntarily shocked: "It's so big!"

Du's hand played with Lixiang's soft labia through the thin panties, quickly feeling that it was a little wet.

Lixiang sat in Du's lap, her legs holding his penis between them. Du's hands caressed her full breasts as he signed the contract, then shoved her forward, causing her to slump onto the desk. Du casually lifted her skirt, revealing her round buttocks encased in black stockings. Through the crotchless stockings was a nearly transparent pair of panties, clearly showing the shape of her labia. Her wet vulva formed an irregular circle of moisture.

Although it wasn't Lixiang's first time sleeping with a client, she wasn't a particularly promiscuous woman. She was simply trying to make a living, and wearing such sexy clothes, lying prone in front of a man, still felt a sense of humiliation. She tried to turn around, but Du pulled her panties down to her ankles, his hard penis already pressing against her. She let out a soft breath and arched her buttocks slightly.

"Mmm..." The thick penis almost completely filled her vagina, the glans stimulating the tender flesh deep inside her body. Lixiang's toes involuntarily lifted, her small lips slightly parted, and her hazy eyes tightly closed.

Du gripped Lixiang's hips with both hands and began thrusting. The intense stimulation made Lixiang clench her teeth slightly, inhaling softly and hissing. Her plump buttocks trembled incessantly, her toes almost leaving the ground. "

Slut, you're pretty tight, aren't you? Big enough?" Du thrust forcefully, one hand already reaching to Lixiang's breasts, playing with her firm nipples.

"Manager Du... you're so amazing... you're killing me!" Lixiang spoke from the heart; the intense stimulation made her want to scream and moan.

Fortunately, Du didn't want to play for too long, continuing to thrust rapidly until Lixiang was completely slumped on the table, clenching her teeth, inhaling sharply, and her vagina spasming incessantly. As the penis thrust in and out, her vaginal fluids flowed down her fair legs; with each thrust, her tight vagina made a "sizzling" sound.

Soon, Du ejaculated, his penis firmly inside Lixiang's body, streams of semen gushing into her vagina. After Du withdrew his penis, Lixiang felt weak all over, her lower body spasming uncontrollably, a stream of milky white semen clinging to her pink labia, ready to drip.

Du pulled up his pants, sat down in a chair, and stroked Lixiang's thighs, clad in black stockings: "How was it? Did you enjoy it?"

"You almost killed me, you're so amazing..." Lixiang had already turned over, wiping herself with tissue while pulling on her underwear.

"I have to go to work soon." Lixiang grabbed her handbag, removing her hand that was still playing with her breasts.

"I'll treat you to dinner sometime, and we can have some more fun." Du put his arm around Lixiang's slender waist.

"Okay...remember to call me. But be gentle, I'm afraid you'll kill me, your thing is so big!" Lixiang stood up, ready to leave.

Du took out a wad of cash worth over two thousand yuan and stuffed it into Lixiang's hand. Lixiang declined a few times, but eventually accepted it.

Lixiang walked out of the manager's office. Du's company employees hadn't arrived for work yet. Lixiang suddenly felt something flowing from her lower body, so she went into the restroom.

Just as she entered the restroom and was about to turn around and close the door, a figure flashed in, pinned her against the wall, covered her mouth, and reached under Lixiang's skirt, pulled aside her panties, and shoved his hand into her sticky vulva, grabbing between her wet labia before pulling it out.

At this moment, Lixiang saw who this person was—it was her husband Li Yan's colleague, the one who had seen her without panties under her skirt that day. She remembered his name was Xiao Wang. At this moment, Xiao Wang grinned lewdly, extending a finger covered in the semen Du had just ejaculated inside her.

In that instant, Lixiang understood his intentions and went limp… “What do you want?” Lixiang almost moaned as she spoke.

The man’s hands lewdly fondled Lixiang’s breasts: “What do you think I want?”

The two left Du’s company building one after the other. Lixiang knew she couldn’t escape, and could only beg him not to tell her husband. She thought Wang would go to a hotel, but instead, he led her to his single dormitory, a place where her husband’s colleagues often came and went. Lixiang hesitated at the door, but Wang pulled her inside. Lixiang didn’t dare to struggle there and had to go into the dark stairwell.

The room was very messy. Two pornographic magazines were thrown on the bed, and the bedding was piled up. On the messy bed, there was even a woman’s stocking with dried water stains.

Once inside, Wang couldn’t wait to pull Lixiang to the bedside, push her down, and reach his hand to grope her sticky genitals.

"Wait a minute, let me take off my skirt." Lixiang pushed away the man's impatient hand.

"Take it off? It looks better like this! Seeing you like this makes me want to cum." The man's hand stroked Lixiang's slender legs covered in stockings. The man quickly took off his pants, his dirty thing already hard and sticking up.

The man, naked from the waist down, straddled Lixiang. Lixiang, thinking he was about to penetrate her, lifted her legs. But the man turned around, bringing his thick penis to her mouth, his head between her legs. "What are you doing?" Lixiang had never experienced anything like this before. She pushed against the man's body, his penis dangling in front of her eyes.

"Lick it with your mouth," the man said, lowering his head and pulling Lixiang's thin panties aside. His warm lips touched her wet vulva. Lixiang trembled, her legs involuntarily clamping together. The open-crotch stockings made her lower body appear even more wanton.

Xiao Wang meticulously licked Lixiang's labia, pubic hair, and even her urethra. Lixiang trembled under the intense stimulation, but she refused to take the man's penis into her mouth, not even daring to open her eyes.

After licking for a while, the man rolled over and straddled Lixiang's chest, her clothes now wrinkled. The man pressed his penis against Lixiang's mouth, a pungent, pungent smell assaulting her nostrils. Lixiang tightly shut her mouth and turned her head away.

"Hurry up! You slut, what are you pretending for?" Xiao Wang kept shoving his penis against Lixiang's pink lips. Lixiang shook her head back and forth, tears welling in her eyes.

Seeing this, Xiao Wang stopped forcing her. He spread Lixiang's legs and pressed his penis against her lower body. Lixiang obediently raised her legs, her stockinged legs clamping around the man's waist.

The man's penis slipped inside her underwear, the slippery vulva allowing it to enter her body without any resistance. Lixiang was completely naked, except for one high heel that had slipped off during her struggle. She was still wearing her underwear, yet the man's penis was already inside her.

The man lifted Lixiang's legs, stroking the soft stockings, and began to thrust. Lixiang's vagina still contained the man's semen, sticky from the thrusting. Her long legs, clad in black stockings, were bent over the man's chest, one foot still wearing a black high heel. Lixiang's eyes were tightly closed, enduring the scoundrel's defilement.

Lixiang's husband, Li Yan, came home from work. A few people walked by, talking:

"Where did that kid Xiao Wang go?"

"He must have gone to see his girlfriend again, getting intimate."

"By the way, Li Yan, want to come over for mahjong?"

"Hmm... okay, but not too late."

The group walked towards the single dormitory.

Lixiang was lying face down on the bed, her skirt rolled up to her waist, her white buttocks raised below the man's abdomen, her underwear pulled down to her knees, her long, straight hair spread out on the pillow, her face buried in the pillow, occasionally letting out suppressed moans.

"Baby, I'm going to cum, it feels so good! Ah..." Xiao Wang shuddered, his entire body pressing down on Li Xiang. Li Xiang also trembled, instinctively sticking her buttocks up.

Xiao Wang was a very sleazy-looking guy, dark and thin, but with a large penis. He was naked, lying behind a woman dressed in sexy clothes, her white buttocks a stark contrast. After ejaculating, the two hadn't had time to separate; Xiao Wang's penis was still wet inside Li Xiang's body.

Just as the two were about to part, they heard hurried footsteps and the sound of a door opening. The door wouldn't open, and then a voice called out, "Open the door! Xiao Wang. Staying home instead of going to work? Brother Li wants to play mahjong with you!"

Li Yan teased, "Hehe, who are you with in the house? The door's locked, if you don't open it we're going to break it down!"

Hearing her husband's voice, Li Xiang broke out in a cold sweat, nervously looking at Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang quickly pulled the blanket over Li Xiang, who was lying on the bed, and hurriedly got up to put on his underwear. Li Xiang only had time to pull her handbag under the blanket, not even having time to pull up her underwear, before the people outside entered.

Several people entered the room and immediately saw another person on the bed, a foot in black stockings sticking out. They all assumed it was Xiao Wang's girlfriend and, feeling rather awkward, didn't ask any questions. Li Yan noticed a black high heel on the floor that looked familiar, but didn't think much of it.

Seeing Xiao Wang's expression, everyone knew what the two were doing, so they didn't ask any questions. The group chatted idly, exchanging glances as they suggested going to the opposite room to play mahjong. Seeing that nothing was going on, Xiao Wang relaxed, but his lewd thoughts returned. He reached under the covers and touched Li Xiang's bare buttocks, glancing at the group, "If it's enough, I won't go. I have things to do!"

Li Yan, a lecherous but cowardly fellow, felt a surge of desire at the sight and whispered to Xiao Wang, "Who is it? Is it your girlfriend?"

"Just met her," Xiao Wang replied with a lewd grin, as he shamelessly slipped his fingers into Li Xiang's buttocks, groping her sticky, wet area. The group noticed the woman trembling under the covers and felt a chill run down their spines.

Li Yan, upon hearing this, felt a pang of jealousy and envy; they'd already slept with someone they'd just met. But he never dreamed that the woman naked under the covers, her genitals being touched by Xiao Wang, was his own wife; even more unbelievable was that his beloved wife had been penetrated by two men in just one afternoon.

The group went into the room, talking amongst themselves. Xiao Wang closed the door, lifted the covers, and saw that Li Xiang's semen had formed a milky white pool on the sheet beneath her buttocks. Xiao Wang reached under Li Xiang and touched her full breasts. Just as he grasped those soft mounds, Li Xiang stood up, tears streaming down her face. She wiped herself with tissues, put on her underwear, picked up her bag, and walked outside. Xiao Wang quickly grabbed an umbrella and followed, using it to shield Li Xiang's face from the outside. Li Xiang hurriedly left her husband's workplace.

That night, Li Yan returned very late. Although Li Xiang was already asleep, he woke her up and made her lie face down on the bed, making love to her for the first time in this position. Li Yan was incredibly excited, imagining his wife as the woman lying on the bed. Li Xiang knew what her husband was thinking; remembering what had happened that afternoon, she found herself involuntarily aroused by his vigorous thrusts, arching her hips to let him penetrate deeper.

Li Yan felt the trembling in Li Xiang's body, which only fueled his excitement. He gripped her slender waist, his penis thrusting powerfully in and out of her, making loud noises accompanied by Li Xiang's soft moans.

This was the first time in their marriage that Li Xiang had experienced excitement and orgasm during sex. Afterwards, Li Xiang quickly compared her experiences with other men to her husband, finding him rather inferior, and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

This month, Li Xiang had still completed her highest order, earning 50,000 yuan in commission alone. She received the money from the company in her bank account that morning and was quite happy. She called her husband, Li Yan, wanting to have a nice meal with him. Li Yan happened to have nothing to do in the afternoon, so they arranged to have dinner together at a seafood restaurant.

With some time to spare, Li Xiang was strolling alone when she suddenly received a call from Quan Jingxiang. It turned out Quan Jingxiang had just gotten a new mobile phone and, thinking of Li Xiang, had called to give her her number. Li Xiang hadn't seen Quan Jingxiang in a long time and missed her, so she asked her to have dinner with her and her husband that afternoon. Quan Jingxiang agreed first, but wasn't sure if her husband would be available. Of course, she wouldn't say that Wang Shen didn't have anything important to do all day; he was free.

Feeling a bit bored alone, Li Xiang wandered around until she came to the entrance of a large internet cafe. She'd always heard about how great internet cafes were, and Li Xiang had been there before with some girls from her workplace, but hadn't found it particularly interesting. But today, she felt quite happy and, having nothing else to do, wandered inside.

The internet cafe was spacious, with upstairs and downstairs, filled with a faint smell of smoke. Everyone was busy, some shouting and playing games. A rather pretty waitress came over and asked, "Want to use the internet?"

Lixiang was dressed in a white suit that day. Her long, rose-red hair cascaded over her shoulders in large waves. Her meticulously groomed face radiated the mature glow unique to young women. Her large, round eyes, framed by long eyelashes, held a free-spirited gaze. Tall and voluptuous, her full breasts stood out prominently against the thin white suit. Beneath the short skirt, her long, shapely legs were clad in sheer flesh-colored stockings, and white high-heeled strappy sandals further accentuated her tall and shapely figure. This woman really didn't seem like someone who came to an internet cafe; no wonder the waiter looked at her with suspicion.

Lixiang, who was often on the business side, wasn't flustered. "Yes, I need to go online, but I don't know how. Can anyone teach me?"

"Sure."

The waiter found Lixiang a private computer and then called a network administrator to help her. A male network administrator, about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, nervously and excitedly taught Lixiang from behind: "After registering a name, you can enter the chat room."

Smelling the alluring fragrance emanating from Lixiang, he glanced down at the neckline of her white suit. A white lace bra accentuated a deep cleavage, and most of her white breasts swayed before the young man's eyes. Lixiang's slow, gentle voice further stirred the young man's heart, and his hand trembled as he reached for the mouse.

Lixiang quickly learned the basic operations and began typing using Pinyin. She entered a chat room using her real name and watched the chaotic chatter on the screen. She felt confused yet excited; after all, these people were strangers online, invisible to each other, yet all real. No one spoke to her, and she didn't know what to say. She just watched their somewhat audacious language and felt a surge of impulse, a desire to do something…

“Your name is Lixiang, are you that Hong Kong movie star?” Suddenly, a message popped up on the screen, addressed to her.

Lixiang panicked for a moment, managing to type two words after a long pause: “No.”

“Then are you as pretty as her?” the other person replied quickly.

“Not bad.” Lixiang suddenly discovered the joy of being able to say whatever she wanted in this chat room.

"Is this your first time online? You're so slow."

"Yes."

"Don't get angry if I ask you something, but is your figure as good as Lixiang's?"

Lixiang's face flushed slightly. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "About the same."

After a pause, a line of text popped up on the screen that made Lixiang's heart leap: "Are your breasts also very full?"

Lixiang calmed down for a while, then replied with a thrill like that of someone having a secret affair, "They're alright."

"Is your butt big? Are your legs long?" The continuous stream of heart-pounding questions made Lixiang both excited and eager, and her nipples even started to react slightly.

What should have been a long time seemed to pass very quickly this time. Li Yan said goodbye to a few friends from work and left early, while telling them that his wife was treating them to dinner at the Fuhao Seafood Restaurant, which was the most upscale hotel in the area, and he heard that the rooms there were always fully booked.

Unwittingly, Xiao Wang started eyeing Li Yan's wife again. "How are we supposed to contact you later?" Xiao Wang asked Li Yan, and Li Yan innocently gave Xiao Wang Lixiang's phone number.

After receiving Li Yan's call, Li Xiang reluctantly left the internet cafe and went ahead to the hotel to wait for Li Yan and Izumi Shizuka.

The waiter poured her a cup of tea and left. Li Xiang was still immersed in the unfamiliar excitement she had just experienced. No wonder the men and women in the company loved going online; it truly had unexpected pleasures.

"Miss Zhang, are

you having dinner here?" Li Xiang was startled. Looking up, she saw a tall man carrying a black leather bag and a car key. It was Du Zesheng, the boss. Li Xiang immediately smiled broadly. "Oh, Brother Du! I haven't called you in days, I've missed you!"

"I missed you too, Miss Zhang. You're getting more and more sexy," Boss Du said with a grin.

Li Xiang genuinely liked Boss Du. He was decisive, straightforward, trustworthy, and practical—a true man of his word. Li Xiang had been with many people, but only Boss Du had ever given her money; the others were all free rides. Moreover, making love with him was fiery, exciting, and exhilarating; he wasn't a person I disliked.

"Stop fooling around, Brother Du. My husband and I are going to eat here in a bit. I'll call you when I have time, okay?" Lixiang said to Boss Du, noticing the time was approaching.

"Then I won't bother you any longer. I'm upstairs in room 708, hanging out with some friends for a while. Come up after you finish eating, okay? I really miss you." Boss Du said as he went upstairs.

"Hurry up." Seeing Quan Jingxiang's pretty figure already appearing outside the door, Lixiang quickly urged Du Zesheng to go upstairs.

Quan Jingxiang and Wang Shen walked in side by side. Today, Quan Jingxiang was wearing a sky-blue dress with large white peony flowers on it. Her long hair was tied in a simple bun, and her snow-white legs were clad in blue high-heeled crystal sandals. Her full breasts and slender waist swayed, exuding the sexy charm of a mature young woman. Wang Shen, dressed in simple trousers and a shirt, was refined and cultured, though his brows seemed to be constantly preoccupied with something.

After exchanging greetings and sitting down, Li Yan arrived in a hurry. His simple, petty-bourgeois mentality and lack of ambition were immediately apparent.

Quan Jingxiang casually surveyed the luxurious hotel lobby, a premonition telling her that one day she would possess all of this, and even more.

"What kind of phone are you using? Wow, this phone is so expensive!" Li Xiang exclaimed, playing with Quan Jingxiang's Nokia phone.

Quan Jingxiang awkwardly replied, "Oh, a classmate brought it back for me." That's what Quan Jingxiang and Wang Shen had said.

"Who is it? I'll go find him tomorrow too," Li Xiang persisted. She didn't even notice the glance Quan Jingxiang secretly gave her.

In a moment of quick thinking, Quan Jingxiang blurted out, "It's that Leng Xiaoyu."

"Oh, her?" Lixiang was a little disappointed. Leng Xiaoyu was their classmate, from a wealthy family. After graduation, she married the son of a big boss, and it was said she had now followed in her father's footsteps and become a boss herself. Leng Xiaoyu was beautiful but arrogant, and rarely interacted with her classmates during school. She only had a slight connection with Quan Jingxiang, so Lixiang believed Quan Jingxiang when she said it was her, and there was nothing she could do about it.

The group ate their meal, casually chatting about work and life. Wang Shen's eyes kept darting furtively towards Lixiang's ample legs. Li Yan, meanwhile, gazed at Quan Jingxiang's pretty face and the delicate beauty unique to a young lady from a modest family, her gentle smile and refined demeanor.

Just as they were finishing their meal, Lixiang suddenly received a phone call. Hearing the voice, her heart skipped a beat—it was Xiao Wang.

"Beautiful lady, eating now? Missed me?" Xiao Wang asked with his usual cheeky grin.

"What do you want?" Lixiang asked, puzzled as to how he knew her phone number.

"I'm looking for your dear husband." Lixiang realized that Li Yan had given her the number, and angrily handed the phone to him.

It turned out she wanted to play mahjong with Li Yan. After hanging up, Li Yan seemed distracted. Quan Jingxiang immediately said goodbye to Wang Shen, and Li Yan hurried off to play mahjong, leaving Lixiang to go home alone.

Lixiang said she had something to do later, and they parted ways.

After paying the bill, Lixiang went upstairs and rang the doorbell for room 708. It was a large suite, and four people were playing a card game around a table. The table was covered with hundred-yuan bills, several bundles in front of each person. The men glanced at Lixiang; they recognized Hu Yun, the boss. Lixiang didn't recognize the other two, and they didn't seem like good people.

"Oh, Mr. Hu is here?" Lixiang sat down next to Mr. Du and greeted Hu Yun.

"Miss Zhang, you've got so much free time today, coming to keep Brother Du company," Hu Yun said with a grin.

The men's eyes blatantly scanned Lixiang, especially her long, flesh-colored legs that shimmered beneath her skirt. Lixiang wasn't shy about it; her large, almond-shaped eyes darted around, arousing the men's desire.

At this moment, Du Zesheng told Lixiang to rest in the inner room for a while, as they would be finishing soon. Lixiang smiled at them and swayed her voluptuous figure as she went into the inner room.

A bald man said to Boss Du, "Where did you find that girl? She's pretty."

"What girl? Just my wife. She was having dinner downstairs with her husband. I called her up."

"Damn, Boss Du, you're really lucky! Looks like she hasn't been married long. Having some fun, huh?"

Du Zesheng's phone rang at that moment. Du answered it, said a few words with dissatisfaction, and told the group, "Stop playing around. Someone reported us. The police called and said they'll be here in an hour."

The group said goodbye, clearly disappointed. As Hu Yun left, he leered at the room where Li Xiang was and smiled at Boss Du.

Lixiang was grooming her eyebrows in front of the mirror when she saw Boss Du enter. She put down what she was holding and came over to Du Zesheng, saying, "Did you win or not, Brother Du?"

Du Zesheng's hand rubbed Lixiang's round, plump buttocks. "With you here, how could I not win?" He pulled her into his arms, her fragrant face pressed against his.

"Come on," Du Zesheng said, starting to undress Lixiang.

"Always in such a hurry, I'll do it myself," Lixiang said, unbuttoning her white suit jacket and placing it on the bedside table. She was now only wearing a white lace bra supporting her full breasts, a silver necklace dangling from her deep cleavage.

Lixiang stood up, unbuttoned the back of her skirt, and bent down to pull it off. Beneath her full, soft waist, a pair of flesh-colored sheer stockings encased her long legs. Below the thin stockings, a pair of white silk lace panties clung tightly to Lixiang's plump vulva. Lixiang gently reached down to her waist and slowly rolled the stockings down.

At this moment, Du Zesheng was already completely naked. His thick, erect penis was already pointing upwards from his burly body. Seeing Lixiang still slowly undressing, he impatiently walked over, casually pulling down her bra. A pair of full, white breasts stood erect. He stroked her soft breasts as he pressed Lixiang onto the bed. Lixiang's stockings were only half off, and feeling Du Zesheng's hard penis pressing against her lower abdomen, her heart pounded wildly.

"Brother Du, don't rush, um..."

Du's hand had already reached under Lixiang's body, pulling down her panties and stockings, which were rolled up in a ball, to her feet. Lixiang kicked them off, and they landed on the edge of the bed along with a pair of white high heels.

Du Zesheng's hand followed Lixiang's long legs and touched her soft vulva under the thick pubic hair. Lixiang's body went limp, and she reached out to hug Du Zesheng's burly body.

Du Zesheng's hand touched there and felt it was wet. He rubbed it a few times, then stood up and pressed his penis against Lixiang's vulva. Lixiang felt that Du was being a little too hasty and really wanted him to touch her a little longer. Just as she was thinking this, her lower body tightened, and that thick thing had already entered her. The feeling of fullness, thickness, and hardness made Lixiang's whole body go limp. "Ah... Brother Du, yours is so big, be gentle..."

"Baby, is it big enough?"

Du Zesheng thrust in and out. Lixiang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her mouth opened wide.

"How does it compare to your husband's?"

Seeing Lixiang's expression of both fear and pleasure, and feeling the tight, soft sensation in his lower body, Du Zesheng couldn't help but lean against her. He grasped her breasts; they were incredibly soft, and her nipples, the size of soybeans, were surprisingly white, only turning a faint pink after a few rubs. Lixiang didn't speak, her mind immediately turning to her husband. Perhaps he was playing mahjong; his penis didn't have that tight, throbbing feeling when it entered her—it felt like a soft worm.

Seeing that Lixiang remained silent, Du Zesheng simply grabbed her long legs with both hands, pulling her into his arms. Her small feet were pressed together against his face, and his hard penis thrust into her slightly closed vulva. Lixiang's legs involuntarily tensed, and the flesh of her vulva gripped Du Zesheng's penis tightly.

The forceful insertion almost reached Lixiang's cervix. Lixiang could feel the thick, hard thing touching something inside her body. "No... Brother, it hurts..." Lixiang's hands gripped Du Zesheng's waist, feeling the power and range of his thrusts. Meanwhile, Lixiang's husband, Li Yan, was playing mahjong with some friends. Interestingly, he was having a very lucky day. He rarely won money, but today he kept winning, making him overjoyed. He just happened to draw his winning tile, the two of circles, and slammed it onto the table, shouting, "I've been touching these breasts for so long!" Little did he know that his wife's pair of two of circles were being rubbed and fondled.

"Ah... Brother... I can't take it anymore, I can't... Sigh... Ah!"

Lixiang straddled Du Zesheng, one hand holding her long, curly hair that was flying everywhere above her head, the other hand supporting Du's body. Her full breasts heaved violently against her chest, her white, tender buttocks bounced up and down, her lower body was already flooded, and each time her buttocks fell, there was a splashing sound. Lixiang's face was already red, her red lips parted, constantly moaning and talking nonsense.

Du Zesheng was also a little unable to take it anymore. Watching this voluptuous and seductive young woman moving naked on top of him, feeling the lewd sensation of Lixiang's wet buttocks touching his thighs, watching his dark penis constantly going in and out under Lixiang's thick pubic hair, especially feeling the slight trembling in Lixiang's body every time Du Zesheng penetrated, that tingling sensation made Du Zesheng's lower body want to ejaculate.

"Ah...I'm done...mmm..." Lixiang lay limply on Du Zesheng's body, her hot body pressed against his strong chest, her vagina spasming continuously, a stream of lustful fluid flowing down Du Zesheng's penis.

Du Zesheng suddenly sat up, turning Lixiang over. Lixiang lay face down on the bed, her buttocks raised high, a large wet patch in the center of her snow-white buttocks, her tender red labia parted. Du Zesheng took a couple of breaths, and his wet, hot penis once again entered Lixiang's body. Du Zesheng was also close this time, and couldn't help but start thrusting vigorously.

With the sound of their skin hitting each other, the unrestrained wet sounds of their genitals colliding, Lixiang began to cry out wantonly: "Ah...ah...brother...be gentle...ah, you're killing me..." while frantically twisting her body on the bed, like a large white fish leaping on the bed.

When Lixiang's husband drew a blank tile and won, Lixiang, her large, blank-tile-like buttocks swaying, finally received streams of hot semen from Du Zesheng.

Stroking Lixiang's panting, round buttocks, Du Zesheng's wet penis slowly softened. "From now on, stay with me. I really can't bear to let anyone else sleep with you."

"Just think of your sister in everything you do. Don't go back on your word when she asks for your help later," Lixiang said, lying on the bed.

"Are you the guy, brother? Keep this money; consider it a lucky win you brought me. I have to go," Du Zesheng said, putting on his clothes. "If you don't want to leave tonight, you can stay here. Just pay at the front desk when you leave."

With that, Du Zesheng got up and left. This江湖 (jianghu) figure was always one to leave whenever he wanted, without any hesitation, which made Lixiang a little uncomfortable.

Of course, Lixiang couldn't stay here. Her husband might be back soon. She thought she'd lie down for a while, take a shower, and if her husband called, she'd say he was at the company.

Just then, the phone rang. As soon as she answered, her anxiety returned; it was that persistent ghost of Xiao Wang. "Open the door! I'm downstairs at your place!"

Lixiang said irritably, "I'm not home. What are you doing here? My husband'll be back soon."

It was that same nagging tone: "Li Yan can't come back. He's having a great time. Come home quickly. I can't stand it anymore, or I might do anything."

"You…" Lixiang was speechless with anger, but she was genuinely afraid he'd do something drastic; her husband would be utterly humiliated. She didn't want to go home and be humiliated by him, so she suddenly thought, "I'll stay here.

" "I'm not going home. Come to my place. I'm in room 708 of the Regal Hotel." Lixiang hung up the phone and stood there lost in thought for a moment. How could she shake off this rogue man? Telling Boss Du would be so embarrassing.

Soon, the doorbell rang. Opening the door, a shrunken figure slipped in—the same cheap red t-shirt and white casual pants—a typical lecher.

It turned out that Xiao Wang had originally been playing with Li Xiang's husband, but later used an excuse to have someone else take his place, and he couldn't wait to come find Li Xiang.

Li Xiang was only wearing underwear and a white bathrobe. Without a word, she went into the inner room and sat on the bed. Xiao Wang entered and saw the rolled-up flesh-colored stockings on the floor and the white suit on the sofa. He knew exactly what Li Xiang had been doing. Thinking of her lewd behavior earlier, and seeing her now half-covered by her bathrobe, with her long, white, tender thigh dangling by the bed, he was even more intoxicated. He became aroused and hastily stripped off his own clothes.

As soon as Lixiang took off her underwear, she smelled a pungent, fishy stench. Looking at Xiao Wang's filthy penis, Lixiang said irritably, "Go wash it, it's disgusting."

Xiao Wang chuckled and said, "Then you have to promise me you'll take off your underwear and put on stockings and shoes."

"You pervert!" Lixiang's face turned red.

"Otherwise, I won't wash it, it'll stink to death." Xiao Wang actually started playing with his filthy member.

Lixiang was utterly disgusted, and in her heart, she wanted to castrate him. "Go wash it, I'll put it on for you, you pervert."

Xiao Wang came out of the bathroom and saw that Lixiang had indeed put on stockings, her white underwear was thrown on the sofa, and Lixiang had already crawled into bed.

Xiao Wang, naked and thin, his half-erect penis swaying, crawled onto the bed. He reached under the covers and touched Li Xiang's thighs, finding them clad in smooth, soft stockings. Xiao Wang abruptly pulled back the covers, revealing Li Xiang's two stockinged thighs pressed tightly together, thick black hair peeking out from the seams, making her appear even more wanton and alluring. Her full, fair body was clad in flesh-colored sheer stockings, and white high-heeled sandals.

Xiao Wang's hands continued to caress Li Xiang's smooth thighs, his breathing noticeably heavy. He pulled Li Xiang off the bed, making her stand on the floor.

"You pervert, what do you want? Hurry up and do it."

"What's the rush? Let's have some fun. Put your clothes on." Xiao Wang took Li Xiang's white suit jacket and handed it to her.

Lixiang reluctantly put on her clothes, cursing, "You're such a fucking pervert." But she seemed to derive a strange pleasure from her obscene attire. She was wearing flesh-colored transparent pantyhose with her buttocks bare, a white suit jacket with her breasts exposed, and even a pair of white high-heeled shoes.

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