[Urban] Urban Chronicles (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 188: The Lewd Model.

I spent a whole morning reviewing the applications I received after my last newspaper ad for models. The ad was surprisingly effective. I had to find a swimsuit model from all those letters; I received over a hundred.

The magazine that commissioned me to take photos needed the final product next week, so finding the best candidate became my biggest challenge. I didn't want to spend time interviewing them all, so I had to choose from the letters and photos they sent.

I found a girl whose qualities were unbelievable. This 21-year-old beauty was named Meng Mei; she was 165 cm tall, weighed 50 kg, and had a 38D bust.

Her autobiography included a note that read: "I'm willing to pay any price to get this modeling job. I'll do anything. Please give me an interview, and I'll fulfill all your requests."

How could I not contact this girl? In my entire photography career, I'd never encountered anything like this. I'd thought about shooting some photo albums before, but I'd never actually done it. I wanted to know what she meant in her letter, so I called her and asked her to come for an audition the next day.

Mengmei arrived on time. She was a very attractive young woman, even more beautiful in person than in photos. We talked for a while. This was her first modeling job, and she really wanted it. She emphasized, "My desire for this job is all written in my application."

"Okay,"

I replied, "Let's take some photos and see if you're photogenic."

I gave her a very small pink bikini and told her to get ready before going into the studio.

A few minutes later, I walked into the studio. Mengmei was already there, standing in front of a bar stool against a beach backdrop. She was truly beautiful; her long hair fell naturally down to her chest. I looked her up and down, and my gaze was almost fixed on her long legs and round, perky buttocks. My heart pounded when I remembered her saying she was willing to do anything to get this job.

I asked Mengmei to sit down so I could take a few photos. Over the next fifteen minutes, I had her change poses many times. Finally, I decided to act. "What exactly did you mean by what you wrote earlier?"

I asked. "Are you interested in shooting a photo album?"

"Of course,"

she replied. "Okay, then..." I said, "Pull down the bottom of your swimsuit a little and let me see your vulva."

Without hesitation, Mengmei used one finger to pull down one side of her swimsuit, revealing her vulva to me. I took a few photos.

"It's time to go up."

Mengmei immediately took off her top. This girl's body was so beautiful. I asked Mengmei if I could film her with the camera at the same time.

"Whatever you want,"

she replied, "Do whatever you want."

After I started the camera, I asked Mengmei to take off her swimsuit completely. Now, Mengmei was completely naked. I spread her legs open, facing the camera.

"Play by yourself,"

I commanded. "I'll do whatever you want me to do, but I'd prefer you to play with me."

This was her hint to me; Mengmei clearly wanted to take it further.

I gently ran my fingers along her vulva, and she lunged forward to kiss me passionately. Her tongue explored intensely in my mouth, and I caressed her clitoris. Her love juices flowed out before my fingers even entered. The passionate kisses and caresses aroused her desire. I carried her to the sofa, and as I undressed, she even caressed herself. After I took off all my clothes, I continued to play with her clitoris and her wet vulva. Mengmei moaned excitedly.

I spread her legs and rubbed my hard penis up and down against her clitoris, and rubbed the head of my penis against the entrance of her vagina. Mengmei clearly enjoyed this.

"Oh...! Oh~~...! So good..." she moaned. My penis head was covered in her vaginal fluid. Then I rubbed my wet penis head against her clitoris, and then against her vulva. When my penis got close to her vulva, Mengmei wanted to push down so that my penis could go in.

"Put it in,"

she pleaded, "Put your penis in me."

"Not yet."

I laughed. I wanted to test her mouth, so I used the head of my penis to press against her cheek. Every time my penis head got close to her lips, she would open her mouth, trying to take my penis in, but I didn't let her succeed. I wanted this little slut to beg me. I went back to her vulva and slowly slid down from her clitoris, from her vulva all the way to her anus, and finally stopped in front of her anus. Then I pressed the head of my penis against her anus.

"Is it okay to put it here?"

I pushed forward a little.

"Yes, please, you can put it anywhere you want..." she replied.

"No, that's not good."

I said, moving my glans up again,

pressing it against her vulva. "Oh... put it... put it in! Please... please... please! Please fuck me!"

Mengmei was about to cry: "Don't do this to me!"

"Please put it in!"

I put my glans in and stopped.

"That's it! That's it!"

she cried.

I pulled out my penis and rubbed the glans against her vulva.

She started crying again: "Put it back in! Please! Put it back in!"

I put my penis in again, this time two inches more.

"Put it all in... please..." she continued to beg.

I pulled it out again, and I looked into Mengmei's eyes, which were already glistening with tears. She reached out to grab my penis, wanting me to put it all the way back into her wet vagina, and this time I put it in two inches more.

"Please, give me a little more...please..." I slowly inserted it, three inches, four inches, Meng Mei kept moaning.

"Ohhhhhhh, deeper...give me a little more..." Five inches, six inches, seven inches, eight inches, nine inches, I inserted it all the way in, filling her tight flesh hole completely. At this moment, she reached a strong climax. She hugged my waist tightly, wanting me to penetrate even deeper. Due to the effect of the climax, her delicate body trembled continuously, lasting for almost a full minute... Finally, her climax passed, and she calmed down. I hadn't ejaculated yet, so I started thrusting. Her vagina was wet and slippery. I used my penis as a piston, rushing into her body. Soon, she had another climax.

"Oh! Fuck!"

"Fuck me! Fuck me!"

"I'm coming again!"

Just as she was going crazy, I took the opportunity to ask her in her ear, "Can I cum in your mouth?"

"Y-yes... cum... cum in my mouth..." she pleaded, "I... I want to try it..." I quickly pulled out my penis and masturbated in front of Meng Mei.

"I... I'm going to cum..." I said.

A large gush of semen shot out, spraying her face. Meng Mei immediately opened her mouth to catch the semen that kept shooting out. I saw that her tongue and mouth were covered in white mucus. Then she closed her mouth and swallowed all the semen.

As she swallowed my semen, some residual semen dripped from my glans onto her face. Mengmei licked her lips, and while she opened her mouth, I thrust my glans back in, making her suck my penis clean. Her beautiful face was covered in my white, sticky fluid, but she didn't immediately clean it off; she just took a deep breath.

"That felt so good!"

she said. "But why did you make me beg you to fuck me? You're so naughty..." I used my fingers to scrape the semen off her face and put it in her mouth until there was no more semen on her face. Watching her eat with relish, she looked incredibly lewd.

We finally got up and got dressed. I turned off the camera and told Mengmei to come back tomorrow to watch what we filmed today.

"I can't wait to see our work,"

she said. "Can we make a sequel?"

"Uh... I have other plans,"

I said. "I'll tell you tomorrow."

The next morning, I went to the studio early. Not long after, someone knocked on the door. It turned out Mengmei had arrived as well; she had come very early too.

"I want to know if I've been accepted, and I also want to know what the plan you told me about yesterday was,"

she asked.

I told her she had been accepted, but: "I also want to know if you'd be interested in a side job. A friend of mine is having a party in their boys' dorm this weekend, and they've been looking for a suitable girl to liven things up, you know what I mean? I saw you had so much fun yesterday, so I thought you might be interested."

"What exactly would I have to do?"

she asked.

"They'll pay you. You'll have to entertain nineteen men in that dorm. You do whatever they ask you to do. Do you think you can handle nineteen men?"

"Sounds like fun,"

Mengmei replied. "What time should I arrive?"

I gave her the exact time and address, and told her to go there to find Mark. I also told her I would be there to take photos that day.

At eight o'clock that night, Mengmei arrived on time. I was already there. When Mark answered the door and saw Mengmei, he told me that no one would be disappointed tonight.

Mengmei looked absolutely gorgeous. Mark accompanied Mengmei to the room where nineteen men were already waiting for her.

As soon as she entered the room, whistles and cheers erupted. Meng Mei was more beautiful than they had expected. Standing in the center of the room, she let the nineteen muscular men look her up and down, each holding a beer.

Meng Mei observed them for a while, finding most of them reasonably good-looking. Two men were slightly overweight, and three were Black. Beer cans, bottles, and glasses were scattered throughout the room.

She instinctively felt these men were somewhat rude and felt a little nervous. She took a deep breath and smiled, "Alright, everyone, what do you want me to do?"

Mark walked up to Meng Mei, first unbuttoning her blouse, then her skirt, which immediately fell to the floor, leaving Meng Mei only in her bra and panties.

The entire house fell silent. Mark began kissing her and touching her genitals. Meng Mei's desire began to rise, and she slowly began to relax, preparing to enjoy the party tonight.

Mengmei pulled down her bra straps, and Mark simultaneously unhooked the back of her bra. When Mengmei's 38-inch breasts were exposed to the crowd, whistles and cheers erupted again. Then, Mengmei automatically took off her panties, turned around, knelt in front of Mark, unzipped her pants, and pulled them down.

Mark's penis was about eight inches long. Mengmei grasped his penis and gently licked the glans. As Mengmei opened her mouth to take Mark's penis in, a guy named A-Qiang walked behind Mengmei and licked her vagina from behind.

As he licked, his penis also became erect. Mengmei's mouth was giving Mark a blowjob, while A-Qiang's tongue was thrusting in and out of her vagina. After a while, Mark grabbed Mengmei's head and violently thrust it into her mouth.

"I...I'm going to cum!"

he shouted.

Meng Mei didn't back down. She continued sucking on the penis in her mouth, swallowing the semen that shot into her mouth without hesitation, until she was sure there was no more semen left in her mouth before releasing it.

While Mark was ejaculating, A-Qiang started fucking Meng Mei with his penis. He groaned after only a few thrusts, then pulled his penis out. Meng Mei immediately turned around, grabbed his penis, and put it in her mouth, accepting the second stream of semen. After swallowing the semen, she licked the penis clean and said to A-Qiang, "Your semen tastes really good."

Two men were already prepared, but seeing that Meng Mei had swallowed two mouthfuls of semen, they were about to climax. They quickly rushed forward, standing on either side of Meng Mei's face. Meng Mei raised her head and opened her mouth, ready to receive the semen's baptism.

They ejaculated almost simultaneously. Some semen went into Mengmei's mouth, but most of it landed on her face. Mengmei first licked their penises clean, then tried to wipe the white, sticky fluid off her face before putting it in her mouth.

Then the three black men came up.

"Hi! Hello,"

Mengmei said, "I've never been with a black man before."

"We've never been with a woman as beautiful as you either,"

replied the biggest one, named Tony. "You have a great body. Can we have all three of us at the same time?"

Mengmei thought for a moment. Having three penises in her vagina sounded exciting. She had never had this experience before. Yes, she replied, "I think so. It sounds interesting."

One of Tony's friends lay on the ground.

"You sit on his dick, baby,"

Tony instructed Mengmei.

Mengmei straddled him, squatted down, and the nine-inch penis slid all the way into her vagina.

"Okay! Mike, you fuck her asshole!"

Mike's penis was about ten inches long and had a very large glans. When Tony told Mike to fuck her asshole,

Meng Mei was a little worried about how such a large thing could fit into her small anus. However, Mike knew what to do. He first licked Meng Mei's anus, covering it with his saliva, then spat on his glans. He then straddled Meng Mei's buttocks, pressed his glans against her anus, and slowly inserted it.

His movements were very gentle, which surprised Meng Mei. Because of this, she was able to completely relax her muscles, making the insertion so smooth.

When Mike's entire glans entered her anus, Meng Mei let out a soft cry. This wasn't because of pain, but because of the feeling of that large glans entering her rectum. Mike continued to insert his entire penis into Meng Mei's anus and then slowly began to thrust.

Two black penises were already inside Meng Mei's body. Now only Tony, standing in front of her, remained. Tony rubbed his own penis, waiting for Meng Mei to get used to the simultaneous attack from both ends. Tony's penis grew larger and larger; Meng Mei could hardly believe its size—it was at least thirteen inches long.

"Do you like it this big?"

Tony asked.

"I've never seen anything this big,"

Meng Mei replied.

"Ha! You can give it a try now,"

Tony said, "And I'm going to put it in your cute little mouth, all the way down to your beautiful throat."

Fear immediately flashed across Mengmei's face. She said to Tony, "I can't do it. Something this big going down my throat, I can't take it."

"I know you can,"

Tony tried to reassure her. "You have to try, just like Mike did to your ass. Just relax, try it, and if you really can't, then forget it."

"Okay,"

Mengmei thought for a moment and replied, "I'll try."

Mengmei cupped the large penis in both hands, opened her mouth, and sucked. She stopped when she took the glans in, carefully savoring the taste of the black man's penis in her mouth. Then she slowly began to take it in, while two other penises were still thrusting in and out of her two holes.

Although she was being attacked from both ends, Tony remained composed in the face of this lewd scene. He was unusually gentle with Mengmei's mouth, thrusting slowly, and massaging her neck with his fingers to relax her neck muscles.

"Lift your head, relax your muscles,"

he said.

He massaged and encouraged Mengmei, pushing his penis further in until the head was against her throat. At this point, nine inches of his penis were still outside her mouth. I think Mengmei was unaware of the situation, as the two penises in her lower body were already driving her to ecstasy.

Tony pushed forward a little more, officially beginning to penetrate Mengmei's throat. Mengmei actually did it; she straightened her neck, opened her mouth wide, and let Tony insert his large, black penis into her throat.

The penis disappeared inch by inch into Mengmei's mouth, her neck swelling from the insertion. After about ten inches, Tony saw the time was right and thrust all the way in, pressing Mengmei's lips against his scrotum. He had now inserted his entire thirteen-inch penis into Mengmei's mouth.

"Oh, little beauty,"

Tony exclaimed, "you look so beautiful, so sexy."

Tony began to gently thrust a few times, and Meng Mei kept looking at Tony with her beautiful big eyes.

"You're such a beautiful trumpet player,"

Tony said, "your...your throat...is so...so tight..." Tony quickly pulled out his penis so that Meng Mei could take a breath, and then inserted his penis into Meng Mei's mouth, shoving his entire large penis into Meng Mei's mouth in one go.

Meng Mei seemed to have grasped the key, and this time Tony inserted it effortlessly. Then Tony began to thrust his thirteen-inch penis into Meng Mei's neck, and Meng Mei used her hands to hold Tony's buttocks, wanting Tony to insert it deeper.

Tony's scrotum kept hitting Meng Mei's chin, and Meng Mei's head did not move, allowing Tony to thrust freely in and out of her narrow esophagus.

This was Tony's limit. He pulled his penis out of Mengmei's vagina, and as Mengmei gasped for breath, a large gush of semen shot into her mouth. Mengmei had no choice but to swallow it. Then she grasped the penis with both hands and licked the glans clean. She looked at Tony.

"You have so much semen," she said,

her breathing still not calm. "Your balls are full of it."

"Do you like it?"

Tony asked. "Do you like the taste of black semen?"

"I want more,"

Mengmei laughed.

Mike, who was having sex with Mengmei's anus, pulled out his penis, walked up to Mengmei, and ejaculated into her mouth. After Mengmei finished the semen in her mouth, she still lingered and tasted the penis that had just been inserted into her anus. However, she didn't taste it for long before the other man under her was about to ejaculate. Mengmei jumped up, bent down, and took the penis into her mouth, letting him ejaculate and swallowing it...

Chapter 189: The Story with a Young Woman on the Train.

This happened in November 2005. I graduated in July of that year and found a job back home. I did well at first, but later I felt that my hometown was a small city, and I wasn't optimistic about my future. I wanted to try my luck in a big city, so I quit my job without my parents' permission. My parents were quite unhappy about my quitting, but since it had already happened, they had no choice but to agree to let me go to Shanghai. Train tickets were quite scarce. You had to queue up several days in advance to get a sleeper berth. I bought a seat ticket. When I first boarded the train, I felt really sad. Facing the unknown journey, my mind was a mess. While I was lost in thought, an elderly man asked to switch seats with me. It turned out the woman next to me was his wife, and they had bought tickets together. However, since the train had rows of two-seater and three-seater rows, they were now separated by two seats. Although I felt a bit resentful, I agreed to his request. After switching, I noticed a pretty and stylish young woman sitting in the middle of the three-seater row, and my attention gradually shifted to her.

Having had one-night stands before, I have some experience. If any fellow lecherous guy wants to make a move on a girl or young woman on a trip, it's best to first use sincere and humorous words to lower her guard and generate some goodwill. Then, gradually close the distance and increase physical contact to see her reaction (unless you encounter a particularly faithful one, then disregard what I said). I took the initiative to ask her where she was going, and she said "JN." I then used my limited knowledge to chat with her, occasionally adding funny gestures and expressions (your smile might make others laugh along, but don't try to make it look like you're crying). I asked her age, and she told me to guess. I said she was 28 or 29, though I could tell she was probably around 30. Women definitely like to hear younger voices, so naturally, she laughed, revealing two dimples on her oval face and two adorable little tiger teeth. She told me she was 35.

I kept saying, "No way, no way!" She laughed even harder, saying her child was already in middle school. I remembered reading in a book that every man in his adolescence is attracted to mature and sexy women. Although I'm past puberty, I still really like that mature charm. We chatted like this, our laughter growing louder and louder, almost oblivious to our surroundings. She occasionally covered her mouth with her hand. To be honest, the mature woman's allure she exuded kept me hard. We had dinner by evening and chatted for a while longer. By then, I felt like I'd used up all my charm, and the conversation wasn't going to be very funny. Just then, a vendor from the train came by, so I bought a deck of cards, and together with the person opposite me, we started playing. I don't remember how we started, but it got a little boring, so I suggested we play "Draw the King and Eight." The rules are simple: you have a deck of 54 cards, you take out one King and one Eight, then divide the remaining cards into three piles. You remove the pairs from each pile, leaving only the single cards, and then we take turns drawing them. Pretty childish, right?

Hehe, but it's definitely the kind of game everyone enjoys. Everyone was laughing a lot, but I was very nervous because it was almost 10 pm and I hadn't made a move yet. So, I used my laughter to sway my body, sometimes unintentionally placing my hand on her thigh. I was sweating profusely, very nervous. At first, I just touched her lightly, then gradually increased the contact time. Seeing that she didn't flinch, I became a little bolder and simply placed my hand directly between her long, slender thighs (she was about 168 cm tall when she stood up). We played until 12 o'clock, and everyone was a little sleepy, so we decided to break up and either lean back in our chairs or lie on the small table to take a nap. Most people were already drowsy at that time, and Sister Zhao (a beautiful young woman) was also lying on the small table. I asked her if she was cold.

She said it was alright, so I covered us both with my coat (to avoid being discovered while I was taking advantage of her). Just as I mustered up the courage to hug her, she suddenly sat up straight, which startled me. It turned out she had brought her bag from the outside to the inside and was resting on the small table. I continued to hug her, and because it was a winter coat, I deliberately covered our heads as well. While slowly stroking her body, I brought my face close to her small ear (my face was hidden by my arm, only my ear and a small part of my neck were visible). At first, I just breathed on her, and her body was very stiff. I forcefully turned her body towards me and kissed her earlobe. Gradually, she leaned all her strength against me and stopped resisting. My hands were no longer satisfied with just being through her clothes, so I slipped them inside her waist under the coat. She didn't look fat at all, but she felt incredibly fleshy to the touch—what we'd call "secretly plump." Although I've forgotten the excitement I felt then, I still remember the smoothness and elasticity of her skin. My caresses gradually moved from her waist to her breasts; they were so big! I turned around and slipped both hands inside her clothes. They were the kind of size I couldn't hold in one hand, and I kept kneading her large breasts, kissing her earlobes. After a few minutes, I felt it wasn't enough, so I pulled one hand out and forcefully turned her head to face me. I stuck out my tongue and licked her. She tried to dodge, but I persisted, probably afraid of being seen, and since I had already touched her breasts. She had no choice but to let me kiss her lips. She wouldn't open her mouth, which gradually made me lose patience. I pinched her nipple hard, and she groaned. I took the opportunity to stick my tongue in and suck and stir it in her mouth. When she started to cooperate, I put my hands inside her clothes and rubbed her full breasts up and down with both hands. Then, I moved one hand from above to her waist and then into her pants, making direct contact with her buttocks. The feel was no less than touching her breasts; they were smooth and elastic. This position lasted for about half an hour, and I was getting a little tired, so I adjusted my posture, sitting up straighter. Then I quietly loosened my belt to relax my "brother" (I'd like to ask you guys, what's the standard length for a Chinese penis?

I've seen many versions, so I'm a bit unclear on this. My penis is about 14.5 cm when erect

, measured with a steel ruler. Let's discuss). Then I pulled her hand over and put it inside my pants. At first, she tried to pull away, but she was definitely not as strong as me, so I forcefully pulled it onto my penis and rubbed it back and forth with her hand. The soft feeling of her little hand was really comfortable. Slowly, I pulled my hand out and started rubbing her breasts and buttocks, and my hand slowly moved forward, touching her genitals. She was probably excited, or maybe she resigned herself to it, letting me rub her vigorously, and she even pressed her face against mine for a French kiss. To be honest, I don't have a steady girlfriend, and I don't like kissing women I've had sex with before. Her kissing skills were much better than mine. Finally, I reached her mysterious valley, but instead of the usual forest, there was only a stream. She was wet. My hand, like a dragon, thrashed about in that damp, soft place. Sometimes, if I squeezed too hard, her body would suddenly jump up slightly. Although I really wanted to have sex with her, there were too many people on the train, making it impossible. We kissed and caressed each other for a long time until she was almost there. As she was about to get off the train, I asked her how many men she had been with. She leaned against me and sweetly told me that besides her husband, I was the second person to treat her like this. She had initially thought of me as a cute little brother, but who knew I was a bad, lecherous wolf. Before we parted, I asked for her phone number. After I arrived in Shanghai, we sometimes talked on the phone, but unfortunately, I was quite busy with work in Shanghai, so we gradually lost contact.

Chapter 190: The True Feelings of a Young

Doctor, Mrs. Zhang is here. The nurse's voice floated from the phone.

"Okay, let her in." I said, standing up. Just as I stood up, the door opened, and she walked in.

"Good morning, doctor." "She said.

"Hello, how are things? Did your husband treat you badly yesterday?" I asked.

"Ugh... don't even mention it, it's the same as always." As she spoke, tears streamed down her pale face and onto her pointed chin.

"Don't be sad, come on, let's begin." I said.

"Mmm..." She nodded, then walked to the lounge chair by the window and lay down. Today she was wearing a gray woolen skirt, flesh-colored knee-high stockings, and black leather shoes, which made her stand out. Her slightly plump figure accentuated her maturity. Her hands were placed on her lower abdomen, her clothes pulled tightly together, making her high breasts even more prominent.

"Let's begin." I swallowed and said, my eyes darting back and forth over her chest.

"Mmm!" She closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes fluttering together.

I am a psychologist with my own clinic. Thanks to my hard work and connections with friends, my clinic has become quite well-known, and the court has even made it a long-term partner. Besides my regular patients, I also see patients sentenced to psychological treatment.

She is my 100th patient. I don't know her name, only that her husband's surname is Zhang, so everyone in the clinic calls her Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang is 35 years old. Her child died two months after birth, but her husband believed the child died because of her, so he constantly beat and verbally abused her. She also believed it was her fault and endured the beatings and abuse every day. Her kind neighbor couldn't bear to see her suffer, so she called the police. After her husband spent a month in jail, he was released on bail and returned home, ignoring her completely. She lived in constant pain, so she came to me every day to pour out her troubles.

"Oh, it's been a month and a half since my child died. It's all my fault… otherwise…" she cried again. I've heard this hundreds of times, the only difference being that a few days the date became a month and a half.

"The past is the past. You should forget it all and start a new life," I said, repeating words I'd said hundreds of times.

"Sigh..." She suddenly stopped crying and sighed deeply. The morning sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating her chest. Her chest was what caught my attention. She was quite ordinary-looking, the kind of person you wouldn't recognize in a crowd. But her chest was different. Unlike most women, her breasts didn't develop outwards; they developed inwards. From a distance, it looked like she only had one breast. Up close, you could clearly see the faint cleavage between them.

"Have you ever thought about divorce?" I asked.

"I have, but it's just wishful thinking. I'm old, ugly, and I've had children. Who would want me?" she said with a bitter smile.

"Don't be so pessimistic. Would you like something to drink?" I stood up from my chair.

"Water is fine," she said.

I went into the inner room, got a glass of water, and handed it to her. She took a sip, put the water on the table, and continued talking to me.

Just then, something strange happened to the glass on the table. The water in the glass suddenly started to jump, and the glass began to slowly move to the side. 'Crack!' The glass fell to the ground and shattered, splashing water everywhere.

'Oh no, it's an earthquake!' I stood up and said.

'Earthquake…' Mrs. Zhang didn't understand what was happening. I rushed to her, picked her up, and ran towards the bathroom. This was an escape technique I'd seen on TV. But before I even reached the bathroom, a huge rock fell in front of me.

I could only carry her to my desk, and then we crawled under it together. We held each other tightly, the sounds of falling rocks and shattering glass filling our ears. Gradually, I lost consciousness.

While I was unconscious, a sweet liquid flowed into my mouth, a soft, yielding sensation on my tongue. As the sweet liquid entered my stomach, I gradually regained my senses, and pain accompanied that sweet feeling.

I opened my eyes, and in the dim light, I saw the breasts I had fantasized about for so long. They were naked before me, a trace of white milk still clinging to the nipple, the milk contrasting beautifully with her dark areola. The other breast was also before me, both nipples tilted inwards, as did the plump mammary glands.

"Mrs. Zhang..." I called softly.

"Ah." Seeing that I was awake, she immediately took off her clothes.

"Where am I?" I looked around at the dark stones.

"Have you forgotten? There was an earthquake yesterday." As soon as she said that, I remembered. I looked around and found that this was a space made up of my desk and a few pillars. It wasn't very big, but the two of us could still move around a bit.

I licked the lingering taste from my lips, thinking about how I had just been sucking on her nipple—it felt so good. My penis stirred in my pants, and I momentarily forgot my surroundings.

"You fainted as soon as we came in. You kept calling for water... water... I... I didn't have any water, so..." Mrs. Zhang said, lowering her head.

I nodded, looking around. If the pillar hadn't collapsed first, we'd probably be buried alive.

"Where there's light, there's hope of getting out," I said, gazing at the few beams of light that seemed to be coming from nowhere.

"Hmm!" she said weakly.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" I asked.

"I don't know, just a little dizzy," she said slowly.

I checked my watch; thankfully, it wasn't broken. The time indicated it was probably evening.

"Strange, why are there lights at night? Did I make a mistake?" I said, puzzled.

Mrs. Zhang didn't seem to be listening to me, sitting there alone with her head down.

"What's wrong, Mrs. Zhang?" I asked.

"I really am a jinx. Not only did my son die because of me, but my husband also despises me, and now even you, Doctor, are stuck here because of me, not knowing when we can get out," she said helplessly.

"This has nothing to do with you," I said, placing my hand naturally on her shoulder. "Many things are beyond our imagination. Things move according to their own laws. Don't always think that you are the root of all these problems. The important thing now is how we get out." My duty as a doctor made me start to persuade her again.

Her head naturally rested on my shoulder and she didn't move. I immediately pulled her into my arms and checked her breathing under her nose. Her breathing was weak, so I took her pulse. She had fed me a lot of breast milk, and coupled with not having eaten much for two days and her own guilt, it caused her blood to rush to her head and she fainted.

I slipped my hand under her clothes and began to massage her breasts up and down, accelerating her blood circulation. Her two smooth breasts rubbed against my palms, and my penis was so hard it almost burst through my pants.

"Mmm!" "Perhaps my massage had some effect, because she groaned, but still didn't react. I stopped, removed my hand from her breast, and looked around for something to feed her, but what could I find in this pile of rubble? Not even a mouse.

I sat down beside her, lovingly stroking her nipple, when suddenly I remembered—semen, semen. I had read some medical books; semen is composed of one percent sperm, eight percent protein, and nearly ninety percent water.

Thinking this, I immediately pulled down my pants, my engorged penis emerging. I knelt beside Mrs. Zhang, clumsily placing the head of my penis into her mouth. Although she didn't move, the sensation was still incredibly pleasurable.

I'm not a good person, so I often go out with women, but that's always based on money. I just want to release what's been pent up inside me for a long time. But this time was different. In this environment, with this person, I experienced unprecedented pleasure."

I sat down again, vigorously rubbing my penis up and down with both hands, my eyes fixed on Mrs. Zhang's breasts, but no matter how hard I tried, that damned orgasm just wouldn't come. My hands ached from rubbing, my penis was red and burning, and I sat there helplessly, my eyes still glued to her breasts. Suddenly, an idea struck me.

I sat on her chest, pressing my hands against her breasts, rubbing my penis between them. Her unusual breasts certainly had their purpose, tightly enveloping my penis. My fingers pressed against her nipples, and I rubbed them quickly and forcefully back and forth.

Her body moved with my movements, and her face showed expression, but her eyes remained closed. I shifted my body slightly upward, allowing the head of my penis to rub against her nipples. Her mammary glands swayed with my friction.

After a period of intense friction, the pleasure finally arrived. Just before ejaculating, I forcefully pried open her mouth and ejaculated into it. I collapsed weakly beside her, a trickle of semen flowing from the corner of her mouth. I immediately caught it in my mouth, then stuck my tongue into her mouth, spitting the semen mixed with saliva into her mouth.

She quickly regained consciousness; her lips initially lightly touched my tongue, but then she began to suck forcefully, as if she were drawing something from it.

I immediately pulled my tongue out and inserted my penis. Her tongue licked the glans, her lips sucking forcefully, drawing the remaining semen from my urethra into her mouth. But she wasn't satisfied, continuing to suck forcefully. I slowly pulled my penis out, leaving only the glans in her mouth, then stopped pulling and let her automatically suck it back in. This method was incredibly pleasurable; after a few strokes, my semen was drawn out again.

After she sucked out the warm semen, she stopped moving, slightly opening her eyes. She looked at me, her face showing the expression I had when I regained consciousness.

She loosened her grip, a drop of semen dripping from the corner of her mouth onto her breast. She looked at me.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't find anything to give you to eat, only..." I said.

Suddenly, she threw herself at me, hugging me and crying. I sat there, letting her cry in my arms.

I don't know how much time passed, but she stopped crying, though her head remained nestled in my chest.

"Doctor, why did you save me? I'm a woman who brings disaster, there's no point in me living," she said.

"You should know what it feels like to lose someone you love. Your child died, you're heartbroken, but if you die, how sad will those who love you be?" I said.

"Are there still people in this world who love me?" she suddenly asked, looking up.

"Yes, you just need to find them. Isn't there one right here beside you?" I said.

Tears welled up in her eyes again. I extended my tongue and licked her eyelids, slowly moving my tongue to her lips, intertwining with hers. She held me tightly with both arms, and my hand naturally slipped inside her clothes, openly touching her nipple.

"Woof! Woof!" Just as we were making love, a dog barked outside, followed by a commotion of footsteps.

"There's someone here," someone shouted from outside.

"Doctor, Mrs. Wang is here," the secretary's voice came through the phone.

"Okay~~ Tell her to come see me in half an hour." I hung up the phone after saying that.

"No~~ that's not good, you~~ have a patient~~" She stopped moving on top of me, naked, and said.

"It's okay." I pulled out my penis, which was covered in fluid, and stood on the bed. She understood and leaned closer, using her slightly inward-growing breasts to clamp my penis and stroke it up and down, while her red tongue kept licking my glans.

I pressed her head down with both hands and rocked my body back and forth.

"Okay, let's continue." I said.

"Mmm!" After she finished speaking, she lay down on the bed, forcefully spreading her slightly darkened labia with both hands. I walked in front of her and thrust hard, my penis entering her completely.

I've always been very lucky. That earthquake didn't kill me and even allowed me to find a good wife. After we were rescued, we were both sent to the hospital. At that time, we were in good spirits, and the doctors were a little confused about what had happened.

Under my verbal and physical encouragement, she finally divorced her husband and is now mine. I still habitually call her Mrs. Zhang, and she doesn't seem to mind; after all, a name is just a label, keeping her is what matters.

Chapter 191: Real Marital Incest -

Part 1: The First Time. I had long advised my wife to try having sex with someone else, but she always disagreed. Later, she agreed, asking me to find someone for her, but not someone she met online.

This seemed almost impossible.

An opportunity suddenly presented itself in the spring of 2000.

A young migrant worker, a fellow villager, practically a relative, Xiao C (who shares my surname), four years younger than my wife, came along.

My father had received great kindness from his family when he was homeless, so I asked him to take care of him.

He had been working for a construction team in Beijing and had visited once, bringing me some local specialties from his hometown, though they were worthless, I still felt uneasy.

Later, he came to my door, saying he saw an advertisement in the newspaper for some kind of training program in Beijing, and he enrolled in a course. However, the conditions in his work shed were too poor to guarantee his learning of radio repair and high school physics, which was already unfamiliar to him, as well as electrical knowledge.

He asked if he could come to my house for two days a week on his days off to study.

Of course, I was happy to repay this favor on behalf of the previous generation. I asked if his construction site was far from here, and suggested that he come to my house on Saturdays and Sundays to eat, stay, and study.

He was very happy and insisted on paying for his meals.

My wife agreed (my wife said we absolutely had to pay, otherwise he would think we were rich, even though the few yuan he paid wouldn't even cover the cost of a single dish). I arranged for him to stay in a small room next to where my wife and I lived. The small room used to be a small hall, separated from the passageway by a wooden partition.

Our room and his room had a window in the middle, with curtains on both sides.

Because he loves learning and treats my wife with utmost respect (my wife wears a uniform; she's not as pretty as described in the article, is she? Her nose is a bit high, her face is pointed, and she has one single and one double eyelid, but her features are well-proportioned, and overall she's very elegant and pretty, with fair skin—definitely a beauty in our hometown.

She had a C-section, and her waistline has recently expanded, but it was still okay at the time). My wife often praises Xiao C for being sensible.

Actually, at first, my wife had some prejudice and disdain towards Xiao C—she thought he smelled bad, was dirty, spoke loudly, and so on. Xiao C actually graduated from a regular high school and quickly corrected these minor flaws. Moreover, as soon as he came to our house, he frantically took on chores, even immediately putting down his books when he was studying.

He also admires me a lot; I'm somewhat well-known in our hometown.

When he first came, he even called me "Uncle," which made my wife extremely happy.

Actually, I'm less handsome than him.

Given his attitude towards us, my wife naturally likes him.

Seeing that he's honest by nature and has genuinely praised my wife's beauty, I decided to take this opportunity to experience this kind of excitement!

How I persuaded him:

My wife and I had previously agreed that we couldn't do that when he came home.

Then one night when he was home, I made love to my wife in the middle of the night, deliberately making a lot of noise so he must have woken up.

A few days after he left, when I made love to my wife again, I told her that Xiao C must have heard it and was incredibly excited.

He masturbated, and I saw his underwear was wet.

My wife was embarrassed and blamed me.

Then I said, "He must have been thinking about you while he was masturbating, why don't you give him a turn?"

At first, my wife was angry, but I kept asking, and when I saw her hesitate and felt her underwear was wet, I knew she was tempted.

When a woman hesitates, she's actually agreeing; everyone should grasp this point, especially if someone likes this kind of fun.

Don't ask repeatedly, or you'll scare her away.

Then we discussed how to proceed.

During the discussion, we were both very excited and started doing it.

Then came the flirtatious flirting.

My wife is quite good at this.

I told her not to scare him.

Then, on Saturday and Sunday, I made excuses to go out during the day, leaving my wife with him the whole time.

Later, I asked my wife about it. She laughed and said, "He's very timid, and you've done him a favor, so I didn't openly flirt with him."

The first day was simple: while washing her hair, she asked him to get a bottle of shampoo from the shelf and then helped her rub her hair. Later,

her hand touched his.

He's a married man, after all, and he understands some women's hints.

The next morning, she asked him to come out and help her hang up the clothes. She didn't intend anything, but dramatically, the aluminum clothes rack suddenly fell down with the weight of heavy clothes, hitting my wife squarely on the head. She cried out and squatted down. Little C quickly checked her injury, and my wife put her hand on his knee for a moment.

Little C finally couldn't take it anymore and pressed his hand on my wife's hand for a few seconds before she pulled her hand away.

The second week, we had very passionate sex.

After all, this was my wife's first emotional affair.

Then, at a family dinner to welcome Little C over, the three of us drank a little alcohol.

At the agreed-upon 11 o'clock, the lights were already off at Xiao C's place. Seeing that my wife wasn't completely sober, I smiled at her. She, somewhat impulsive as ever, took off all her underwear in the dark, put on her pajamas, and the two of them kissed passionately for a while before I took her there.

After knocking and entering, Xiao C turned on the light. He wasn't asleep yet, so we didn't bother explaining our intentions (it's hard to explain these things clearly) and just went with the prepared excuse.

My wife went straight to the other end of his bed and sat down, while I stood.

I told him he didn't need to pay for meals anymore, that it was his sister-in-law's idea.

Then I left.

I left the rest to my wife.

She didn't seem to open up at the time, just smiled at him, then blushed and didn't say anything (her face was still red when I went in). He was lying on the bed.

Realizing something was wrong, he broke out in a sweat and didn't even seem to say thank you.

This left my wife at a loss.

A few minutes later, I heard no sound from inside the house. Mustering my courage, I went in and said to him in my hometown accent, "

Brother, aren't you going to thank your sister-in-law?

She really likes you.

If you like her, sleep with her. "

My wife then stood up, smiling, and said to him, "

Do you think I'm not good-looking?"

He quickly shook his head, still not understanding.

Then my wife said to him, "If you like me, I'll sleep with you."

Then she took off her pajamas, lifted his sheets, and squeezed onto his bed.

I said, "Brother, your sister-in-law really likes you."

Then my wife pulled his hand to her breast. I prefer touching women's nipples, but my wife prefers me grabbing her breasts in a big handful.

My wife then pressed her lower body against him and buried her head in his chest.

I watched, and remember it very clearly, as my wife then wrapped one of her thighs around Xiao C's legs. Xiao C was stunned for a moment, not saying anything to me, then blankly rolled onto my wife and began to touch her, including her genitals.

Little C had sexual experience quite early (he got married around twenty, I think). I asked if I should leave.

My wife, moaning, said, "You should leave."

Then she let Little C kiss her.

Little C was the second man she had ever kissed.

After I left, I felt a mix of emotions. The door was ajar, and all I could hear was the creaking of the bed; there were no other sounds.

Even more unexpectedly, less than five minutes later, my wife rushed out in a panic. I followed her into the bathroom and immediately noticed a sticky substance hanging from her plump legs. My wife blushed and laughed,

"He ejaculated inside me before I could even put a condom on him.

He was probably too nervous."

Then I said that it might be better if I went in.

I never imagined that watching pornography could actually be endured and enjoyed.

My wife casually said,

"If you can really handle it, then go in."

The second time I went in with my wife, she asked him at the door if he was tired and if he was still okay.

He nodded quickly, and then his wife immediately ran into his arms. He didn't even make her put on a condom again. When he penetrated her, I watched from the side and the first thing I noticed was how large his glans was. I wondered if my own small glans was related to my phimosis. When it went in, because it was already lubricated by his semen, it was very smooth.

I even heard a gurgling sound.

It must have been the air being expelled.

My wife let out a soft moan, closed her eyes, and didn't say anything, but her face was contorted with excitement.

When it was fully inside, my wife gasped, and her mouth twisted.

Then I told him to lift his wife's legs, bend them, and press them down during penetration; that would be better. My wife is a bit tall (1.67 meters) and quite voluptuous, with long legs, but his single bed is against the wall. Experienced people know that in the woman-on-bottom position, if penetration is attempted, the woman's legs need to be spread wide, making the space a bit cramped.

We changed positions halfway through. Xiao C was sitting, and my wife was sitting on his lap, facing me. While we were doing it, Xiao C reached down and touched my wife's breasts. My desire surged. He cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples between two fingers. My wife looked down for a moment, making soft moans. Then I took her hands, but didn't touch her.

Because Xiao C had kissed her passionately earlier, there were saliva stains everywhere on my wife's chest, nipples, calves, abdomen, and face. My wife had tried to kiss me, but I felt awkward remembering her kiss with Xiao C.

Later, I became more accepting, but I usually waited five or six minutes after he kissed my wife before kissing her back.

We did it for about forty minutes (actually, people's sense of time is worst at this time; when I looked at my watch when I got back, it was a little fast, maybe even longer). When he ejaculated again, my wife was already pressed against the headboard, with no chance of retreating. She was also holding on to him, incredibly excited, more excited than ever with me.

But unlike the erotic novels I write, there was almost no meaningful moaning.

Later, when they did it again, I was mostly in the inner room, at most hearing things like "fuck me to death" or "fuck me to death."

After he finished, he put my wife down. My wife, so engrossed in the act, was too tired to move, just lying lazily on the bed, letting her fluids run down her thighs and onto the bed, without washing herself.

So, in my writing, I'm being truthful; it's true that having an affair can bring women great pleasure, 100% surpassing the pleasure with their husbands, of course, provided everyone is roughly equal in skill.

I saw that my wife got along well with him, and although it was different from our original agreement, I still told her to sleep with him that night.

Little C must have been holding back for a long time, because he recovered in less than ten minutes. I had already gone back to the room and couldn't wait to masturbate, but I could hear my wife's screams inside, and the sounds of lovemaking starting again immediately.

The sounds of his and his wife's revelry inside also gave me a pleasure that I could never experience in masturbation for the first time.

The first night really brought great satisfaction to both my wife and me.

Around six in the morning, my wife pushed open the door with a smile, her face not looking too good, but with a very happy and shy look.

She didn't seem to have any inhibitions, mainly because she already knew that I especially liked this kind of excitement. The first wife-swapping comedy (the first unfinished piece of eunuch literature) was written in the year we got married, and she even commented on it after reading it.

I asked my wife to get on the bed, and she laughed and said, "I haven't showered yet, I'm so dirty, don't you mind?"

I immediately pushed her down and started having sex with her.

Let me tell you, if a woman doesn't wash overnight after sex, the smell is very stimulating (both pungent and a little smelly). Normally, I would definitely make her shower.

But that time, the thought of another man's semen mixed with her vaginal fluid made the smell even stronger.

I do have a foreskin, and his glans is very large.

I asked my wife what it felt like to have her large glans inserted, and she said it went in quite deep and felt very comfortable inside.

I asked her how it was when he ejaculated, and she said she almost went crazy. The initial feeling was intense, like a warm current rushing into her, and her mind went blank. The next time it was in spurts, and the last time it felt like it flowed in.

Last night, he ejaculated four times!

She even secretly showed me the stains on the sheets later. 10-11
II. Three people in one room:

For a while, my wife would come home after sex most of the time.

Gradually, she started sleeping with him all night.

But she didn't stay in his room from dusk till night, and he came home very late.

My wife stayed with me the whole time, and when it was time to sleep, after using the toilet, she wouldn't come back to my room.

During those four months, he had sex with my wife much more often than I did!

It's at least five times.

Because I basically had sex with her once a week, but he had sex with her at least twice a week, and he could ejaculate two or three times almost every night!

Especially in the beginning, sometimes I would accompany her to the toilet, watching her wash her bottom and brush her teeth. After she finished brushing her teeth, she would ask Xiao C to brush and wash.

Xiao C wasn't used to maintaining such personal hygiene at first.

Initially, my wife changed her pajamas here, but later she put some underwear in the dresser in the small room, and sometimes she would change directly at his place.

I was really excited when she changed here; the descriptions of picking out underwear for my wife in some of my articles came from this.

Sometimes I would hug my wife and kiss her for a while.

In the beginning, because I was particularly aroused, I wouldn't let my wife wear underwear and a bra several times, saying that even if she wore them, someone would strip her naked anyway, so it was better not to wear them. My wife was also very excited, and she really went into his room without wearing anything underneath.

But later she wore more, probably because she had this habit.

I, on the other hand, would masturbate wildly at the sound of movement.

There's another thing about clothes, which I'll put in the section on fun.

My wife doesn't really want me to masturbate too often; my health isn't very good, and I used to dislike exercise.

Sometimes when they're doing it, my wife is very careful not to make any noise.

During the day, Xiao C's status in my family hasn't changed at all; he's even more respectful to me.

I have a good personality and have always been friendly to Xiao C, so he's never felt particularly uneasy around me.

In the beginning, I almost never talked to him about my wife.

I guess I was still quite reserved.

I couldn't really open up.

It seems like one evening, my wife hadn't come back from her mother's house yet. I was watching TV and it wasn't interesting, so I went into his room to see what he was studying. Then I sat on his bed and, after mustering up my courage for a long time, finally asked, "Is your sister-in-law pretty good?"

He didn't understand what I meant, and his face turned red very cutely. He quickly nodded and said yes. Seeing him blush, I blushed too.

Then he just lowered his head and started reading.

I was extremely embarrassed and went outside, secretly cursing myself for being an idiot.

He did bring it up with me once, saying that his sister-in-law was really good to him.

Actually, I really wanted to talk to him about this topic, but my answer wasn't very appropriate, and he was too scared to bring it up again.

It wasn't until a near threesome that we loosened up a bit, but we only talked about it in front of my wife during sex.

Around the third month, our relationship gradually became more intimate, and Xiao C became more active. Some of our chats became quite flirtatious, but not much.

Below is a recording of a steamy conversation, which you'll see in a bit.

Most of the time the three of us spent together was watching TV on the sofa. At the time, our sofa was slightly angled towards the TV, and my wife liked to sit on the innermost side so her head didn't have to be tilted too far. After she started seeing Xiao C, I often sat on the innermost side, and my wife leaned against my lap. Sometimes she would put her long legs on Xiao C's lap, and sometimes she would squint and let Xiao C massage her feet. Sometimes Xiao C would touch and kiss her at the same time. The boldest time was when he reached under my wife's skirt and touched her inner thigh.

That was the most outrageous thing he did.

My wife just looked up at me and giggled, without any other reaction.

After my wife had an affair with Xiao C, her attitude towards me became exceptionally gentle, loving, and submissive, and our relationship became incredibly intimate.

We argued much less, and even when we did, she always gave in to me.

I loved her very much at the time.

However, what bothered me was that my wife later denied it. I asked her why she had always been so accommodating, and she said she just listened to whoever was right.

Whenever we were intimate, since Xiao C wasn't home, some of our conversations became quite interesting.

Some of the dialogues I've mentioned in this article are based on real events, though they weren't as refined or numerous.

A typical example is

when I asked her who did it better, and she replied that it was definitely Xiao C—to those with cuckolding tendencies, this is the truth, because a woman's vaginal sensations and contractions are more intense during an affair, almost certainly providing more stimulation for the other man's penis! Another typical

example is when we discussed

whose penis was longer or bigger.

Occasionally, we would bring up the topic of having children. We didn't have kids then, but my wife was still nervous, although the possibility of it happening was definitely real.

If you want excitement, there's always a price to pay.

Then I had him get his blood type checked, and it turned out to be the same as mine. So I told my wife to try to avoid that kind of thing. If she got pregnant, we wouldn't get a DNA test; I'd just pretend the child was mine.

Later, one night my wife was in her fertile window and we had sex. He took off the condom, and she pretended not to notice, probably because she was less worried.

Since he only came home on Saturdays and Sundays, the three of us were usually at home.

He also had to study.

Occasionally they would get up very late; once they slept until 11:30.

I'd already bought groceries and come back, a little angry, and banged on their door.

My wife was almost always the first to come out, completely contrary to the fabricated "help."

If she saw I was already busy, she'd feel apologetic.

For a while, he found a fellow villager to watch the construction site for him, and he sneaked back even more often.

Once, a wall in their construction site warehouse collapsed, and they had to move everything to a shared warehouse outside. For seven days straight, my wife slept with him for six of those days!

I'm not exaggerating at all.

I noticed her vagina even seemed a little darker.

I also masturbated for two days!

I still maintain the habit of masturbation.

And hearing my wife and other men's lewd sounds is more fun than doing it myself!

At first, this feeling was extremely strong, but later it didn't matter anymore.

However, thinking about it now, it feels very exciting.

Of course, this may only be the feeling of a cuckold.

Helping my wife cheat was based on this idea.

After my wife read it, she felt it was unrealistic.

Mainly, she felt it was too hurtful to the husband in the story, and there was never a situation where Xiao C and I were fighting over my wife.

In fact, they both give in to me more.

They have been intimate and done it during the day.

Once, I caught them touching each other in the living room. He had already turned my wife's top up over her head, unhooked her bra, and pulled her trousers down to her buttocks.

Xiao C had one hand on my wife's breast and the other hand inside her trousers.

One time it happened in the small room, right after my wife started doing it for him. When I got home in the afternoon, I found the door to the small room closed. It took a while (more than an hour) for my wife to come out, blushing. She was so cute, her hair was all messy, and she was holding a big wad of toilet paper. She quickly threw it away and looked at me with a strangely bright look in her eyes!

I asked her if she enjoyed it.

She pushed me away.

This was the only time they did it during the day, which I'll discuss in more detail in the "funny" section.

In the last month, they changed his job, making him transport sand and grind something, which was very strenuous.

Plus, he had a fever once, and he couldn't keep up. He coughed a lot.

But he could still manage twice a week.

Maybe he felt his body was failing him.

Anyway, back then, whenever he came home, his wife would try her best to cook him something good to eat every day.

I suspect his wife might have helped him financially.

But I didn't ask; it wouldn't be good to ask.

Even now, his wife has a high sex drive; maybe that's when she developed that appetite.

I can only try my best to satisfy her and reduce the frequency of masturbation.

III. Erotic:

I haven't had many unprotected sex encounters.

The first night was an accident, but there were more than ten afterward.

The unprotected encounters were all during his safe period (there were two times outside of his safe period when I ejaculated inside, which I mentioned above, I'll mention again later). I participated in most of them.

But it wasn't a threesome.

He would ejaculate first, then we'd move to another spot and I'd penetrate him. Don't ask me why;

I just find it more exciting that way.

When putting on the condom, I usually didn't participate because we often did it the day before he came, and I was too tired. She would draw the long curtains on the window so I couldn't see.

After closing the door, she would check if it was locked.

But I could hear everything very clearly, including the sounds of lovemaking (like water). Sometimes it was really loud! Sometimes

he would just penetrate me directly, and my wife would help him put on the condom when he was almost there.

We were even using the American condoms that my wife and I bought when we got married.

When he ejaculated directly inside, we were both very happy.

Including the scenes I mentioned in some of my posts, like him standing, holding my wife, and me pushing her forward.

My personal experience was particularly intense during one instance where he kissed my wife's wet vagina (my wife usually doesn't like me kissing her there, saying she's afraid I'll find it dirty, but she agreed to let him kiss her—can you guess what my wife's mindset was?).

I held my wife's hands down, preventing her from moving, and then he even sucked on it (I don't know how he did that). Later, when he penetrated her, my wife orgasmed in less than three minutes.

Then, when he ejaculated inside her again, my wife orgasmed again with her buttocks thrusting. I only ejaculated that one time, in front of Xiao C, but still through my underwear.

This shouldn't count as a threesome because I wasn't involved.

I didn't want to either. My mother-in-law also disagreed.

I never undressed completely; I only watched while wearing my underwear.

There were also more explicit scenes; sometimes my wife would bathe with him, washing and touching him in the bathroom. My

wife said she never did it directly in the toilet.

But if it wasn't penetration with a penis, it was done with her hand.

Because she would moan afterwards.

Also, several times I went to the toilet and caught my wife washing herself, and I hugged and touched her, and penetrated her (twice I deliberately stumbled upon this). My wife had sex with him more than ten times during her safe period. After he ejaculated into her vagina, I would accompany her to the toilet, and while she wasn't washing, I would put her on the washing machine and have sex with her. There were also several times when she and... I went to the master bedroom in the inner room to do it, and it was more enjoyable there. It

was really slippery and hot inside. Some of his stuff came out when I first penetrated him. Actually, it wasn't very stimulating to look at under the light; the description in the text was too exaggerated.

Doing it in the inner room with the lights off allowed for a lot of imagination.

At that time, I had already read one of Ma Wang's works, which mentioned a beautiful wife who let her husband penetrate her after the other man had ejaculated, saying that she wanted her husband's penis to squeeze the other man's semen all the way in. It was at this time that I mentioned it to my wife, borrowing the words of that beautiful wife, and said to my wife: "

Let me squeeze some more of Little C's semen into you." My wife became very excited and murmured lovey-dovey words. Both of them felt a strange stimulation.

This process was usually very intense, with ejaculation occurring quickly, only once exceeding half an hour. My wife also quite liked this feeling, finding the sensation of two men's semen inside her vagina very erotic.

However, they never did it together.

She probably felt that doing it with two men made her nervous.

Another very interesting incident happened once; I went to Zhongguancun and bought two pornographic films, both Japanese, one of which was fake.

The real one was watched by the three of us.

The most erotic part was:

after watching the first chapter, my wife sat on his lap.

This was one of the few times they openly... While watching TV, my wife and I were having intimate contact (without sex). During the show, my wife asked Xiao C to kiss her on the lips.

Xiao C didn't, he let me kiss her.

But his hand went inside my wife's shirt.

My wife wasn't wearing a bra, just a shirt, and I could clearly see her nipples were hard from his ministrations. I got aroused too, and I put my hand inside her skirt and pants and started touching her. My wife was watching TV while we touched her, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy, and she was making sighing sounds.

After watching one episode, she and Xiao C went back to their room.

After Xiao C finished, my wife went back to my room (it was pre-arranged), and then I had sex with her again.

I didn't wear a bra. She ejaculated, then went back to Xiao C's room to sleep.

When Xiao C continued to have sex with her, I was already exhausted and asleep.

Below is a steamy conversation between the three of them (this was the first truly explicit conversation, and I remember it quite clearly; there are actually some more interesting ones.

Let's be a little more open; in a relationship between two husbands and one wife, many ordinary conversations can easily become quite steamy). We were watching TV, and somehow, Xiao C said, "Matters between men and women, thinking about them is interesting, but actually doing them isn't that great."

Then I blurted out, "Not that great? You did it so many times last night..."

Xiao C didn't dare say anything, just grinned foolishly.

My wife then pounced on me, pretending to hit me . I held her hand and said with a smile, "I'm just showing you affection." My wife replied, "No need, I'm fine." I said, "Little C, how about a few more times tonight?"

Little C smiled bitterly, "You're killing me!"

I said, "Why shoot so much?

Learn to control yourself, hold back your ejaculation, keep her wanting more." My wife then pressed down on me and pinched me, then buried her head in my chest, not saying a word. Then I

said to Little C (mainly me!), "My wife agrees. Don't rush to penetrate her tonight, let her get unbearable and actively seek your penis." Little C swallowed hard and said, "Brother, aren't you making me torture your wife?"

I said, "She loves it when you torture her." "She's done," Little C said. "Brother, don't be sad, I'm going to fuck her from behind today..."

That's roughly it. I don't remember the rest very clearly. My wife, panting, whispered to me, "Are you trying to kill me?!"

Her body was trembling.

Later, I said, "Let's try from behind now." My wife's body was already limp. Little C hugged my wife's waist from behind, pulled down her casual pants, and then her shorts. He reached his hand into her white buttocks from behind and touched her until she was very wet. My wife just cried out and moaned. I said some things to stimulate her, but I don't remember what I said. My wife just nodded and groaned. She was extremely wanton!

He couldn't say anything, just kept searching for my mouth, wanting to kiss me, until my wife suddenly arched her back a few times, and then Little C asked me, "Is it okay here?"

My wife had already stuck her butt out, and I nodded, telling her, "

Little C is going to do you." My wife said in a tearful voice,

"Let him do me..."

Little C then pulled out his penis and thrust it straight into my wife.

This was our first erotic conversation, and I still occasionally reminisce about it with my wife.

Two years later, my wife told me that the psychological stimulation she felt at that time was incredibly intense, just like the first time I saw her being penetrated by someone else—unforgettable.

Women's sexual psychology is indeed different from men's!

IV. Funny:

There's something particularly funny. He wanted to call my wife's name in Mandarin, but he shouldn't have done it when he was about to climax, because he said it in a very strange tone, which made my wife laugh out loud. I pushed open the door to see (my wife wouldn't let me in, I opened the door with my key), and they were starting again, the scene was also very erotic.

The most interesting thing is that Xiao C and I share the same surname. She used to call me Xiao C. In bed, besides calling me "husband," she would sometimes call me Xiao C something, it just came out naturally. She

didn't need to change it before or after.

The main reason I'm still interested in these cuckoldry-themed articles is something no one would guess: when my wife calls me Xiao C, I immediately remember her calling that migrant worker brother that.

One particularly funny time was when I suddenly wanted a threesome, but my wife absolutely refused. I talked to the migrant worker, and he agreed, but my wife still disagreed. Finally, I said, "Then you sleep with me." My wife blinked and said she'd flip a coin, and I won.

The next day, I lost again, and my wife agreed to let him finish, without washing up, and then we went back to the inner room and I continued with her.

This is something I also depicted in the article about helping (changed to a card-playing scene)—an interesting and erotic detail:

my wife generally doesn't like to do it during the day; she doesn't like it in bright light.

But right after having sex with Xiao C (the first time was on Saturday night, and it happened during the day on the following Saturday), she was indeed easily aroused.

I wasn't home in the afternoon; it seems someone from the company was looking for me?

I forgot what I was doing.

She told me all this later.

She found some books for Xiao C and brought them to his room. Xiao C wasn't good at high school physics, and there were some things he didn't understand. My wife was a science student in high school (S University Affiliated High School), so Xiao C asked her for help. She tried desperately to recall, but couldn't figure it out at first. She started flipping through the books and eventually understood. Then she told him about it, and Xiao C was completely impressed. My wife was very proud, and Xiao C said, "

I have to thank you properly tonight."

Then he touched her, and my wife let him touch her thigh and hold her hand. She must have felt something, and her face turned red and her heart raced (I guess). She teased him, saying, "

You should study hard now.

Don't think too much. I have to sleep with your brother tonight.

" Xiao C couldn't resist anymore and pulled her to bed.

My wife kept threatening him that she would be unhappy when she came back, but he didn't care.

Actually, my wife already really wanted him to have her, so she half-heartedly gave in to him.

When I got back, they had only been doing it for less than ten minutes. Little C was terrified; he immediately went limp and didn't dare move. His wife knew it was nothing serious and told him with a smile, "If your brother is unhappy, just say your sister-in-law forced him."

Little C, dumbfounded, asked how to describe it specifically. His wife made up a story: "I told you I took off all my clothes as soon as I went in, and then I took off your clothes. You wouldn't cooperate, so I forcibly took your penis and shoved it inside you. You still weren't hard, so I molested you until you were hard. You had no choice but to let me pin you down and fuck you."

Little C actually took it seriously and said, "That's too long. You should just tell me. I'll get off now, and you get on top. What if he comes in right away?"

After getting into position, his wife was overjoyed. Little C then realized it was a joke and happily started having sex with his wife in that position.

As mentioned above, his wife usually goes to bed with him in her pajamas. One time, she didn't change out of her uniform (she always changes out of her work clothes as soon as she gets home), which puzzled me. She just smiled and didn't explain. Later, she suppressed a laugh and went into his room wearing her uniform. It turns out that migrant workers also like to tame women in uniform!

There's another funny story, but please don't laugh at it. Perhaps people are born unequal, but in any case, we in China shouldn't go any further in that direction.

My wife has never said anything sweet to Xiao C. In her mind, Xiao C is inferior to us (China has 100 million migrant workers, such a huge and vulnerable group, supporting the various needs of the vast urban population). Xiao C once asked my wife to go to the movies. My wife asked if I was okay with it, and I said yes. After we got home, my wife was depressed. I asked her what was wrong, and after a while, she sighed and said, "Xiao C invited several people to the movies (an absolutely huge expense for him). I didn't know when I went in, but during the movie, I noticed him exchanging smug glances with several migrant workers sitting next to him. I guess Xiao C wanted to satisfy his vanity. I didn't really care about him anyway, so I let him go. When we left, I even tried to put my arm around Xiao C's arm, but he kept his distance.

For him, such a small thing is enough. He's

probably insecure." I lowered my head and remained silent.

Fifth, jealousy:

Sharing my wife with other men for four months, I was quite jealous during that time. Actually, it wasn't jealousy, but rather a feeling of excitement. I think friends who have experienced this might understand this feeling.

I'm quite bothered by my wife kissing him. Every time I see them kissing, I feel both excited and uncomfortable. My wife, seeing that I'm not comfortable with it, doesn't kiss him much in front of me.

But when they're making love in the bedroom, if I hear my wife's moans abruptly stop, I can guess that she's passionately kissing him. Thinking about the close connection between my wife and him, and the seamless union of his large glans and my wife's clitoris, the stimulation is exceptionally strong.

When my wife is in her safe period and he ejaculates directly inside her, her ecstatic expression and continuous moans also arouse a great deal of jealousy in me. But this is one of my wife's greatest pleasures, and I should be happy for her happiness.

VI. Ending:

As for kicking him out, it's actually a story that's not really a story, but I'll leave it to everyone to interpret.

Seeing that his wife doted on him, he borrowed five thousand yuan from us, saying he wanted to go back home to start a business, renting a shop to open a small radio repair shop. I knew he wasn't a smart man and would definitely lose money in the future, so I disagreed. My wife then accused me of being stingy and jealous, and when I heard her say that, I really became jealous.

Moreover, when he came back, he was somewhat disrespectful to me. I didn't let my wife sleep with him, but to my displeasure, she still went to sleep with him on Sunday.

I was really anxious then, but I restrained myself and decided to let him go.

That day was quite loud; my wife was almost knocked unconscious by him. He was partly retaliating against me.

Then I immediately made him leave.

When he left, I gave him two thousand yuan and told him not to talk nonsense.

More than half a year later, my wife told me that it was during that time that he took off the condom halfway through. My wife said she didn't feel it at first, but I didn't quite believe it; I thought she should have felt it.

Anyway, he ejaculated inside her.

In the middle of the night, he forced himself on my wife again, and for some reason, she agreed to let him ejaculate inside her again. I won't go into the erotic part because I felt my wife's actions were a bit inappropriate, so I won't elaborate.

She was very scared afterward because it was during her fertile period, and he ejaculated inside her twice.

I also want to remind everyone that women sometimes completely lose their rationality when they're having an affair.

Later, when the topic came up again, my wife also felt that she was wrong at the time.

I know my wife still misses that guy, C.

Besides him, my wife hasn't been with anyone else. After giving birth, her body changed, and with the scar on her stomach, it's even more unspeakable.

But reminiscing about those days, there's something quite interesting...

(The following is a separate, unrelated section): A woman's moaning came from outside the wall

, "It hurts a little, be gentle!"

A woman's voice, then silence. A short while later, a woman's groaning, through a small hole in the wall, brazenly echoed into the factory area.

It was a little past nine o'clock at night when Dalin and Mutou, two young men, arrived at the wall. Leaning against it, they wanted to sit down, smoke, and take a short break.

This was a dyeing factory, formerly a village-run enterprise that had thrived for a few years. However, due to poor management and the village head's rampant corruption, the factory became insolvent and had to close. A few years ago, to get rid of the burden, the factory was to undergo shareholding reform according to the township's wishes, and Yang Daxian, a capable man from the city, bought the factory. Dalin and Mutou were hired at that time; both were 18 years old and had been working there for two years.

Neither of them had ever been near a woman before, and they had never heard such a seductive voice! Even the intimate scenes they had seen on television were fleeting and understated. Holding their breath, they slowly moved to the small hole in the wall, about half the size of a brick. Although they couldn't see what was happening outside, they could hear it much more clearly. They could even clearly hear the woman's heavy breathing between moans, and the occasional, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, rubbing sounds. They were curious and didn't know what those sounds were. Hearing these "exciting" sounds, Dalin and Mutou felt their bodies burning, a little uncomfortable, as if a thousand horses were galloping through their bodies, wanting to break through the fence. After a short while, the strange sounds outside the wall stopped, and the woman's voice came again: "My husband is coming back tomorrow, don't come, I can't get out."

"Then, what about the day after tomorrow?"

It sounded like a middle-aged man.

"If I go to the brigade to chat with Sister Li the day after tomorrow afternoon, then he's gone. You come and wait for me tonight."

The two agreed on a secret signal.

Then, they heard a woman's angry voice: "Stop touching me, let's hurry up and leave, or someone will see us."

A series of rustling footsteps gradually faded away, and silence returned outside the wall. Da Lin and Mu Tou stood up, shrugged, and both cursed at the same time: "Damn it, a pair of adulterers, illicit lovers."

Mu Tou tugged at Da Lin's arm and asked, "Brother Lin, what shift do we have the day after tomorrow?"

Da Lin kicked him and cursed, "All you do is eat and sleep, sleep and eat, what can you remember? We have the early shift the day after tomorrow." "

Then, we won't hear you the day after tomorrow,"

Mu Tou said blankly.

"You little rascal, you've got your eye on this already. We'll switch shifts with the others, let them work the early shift, and we'll work the night shift. Those guys will be thrilled!"

Da Lin clicked his tongue, grumbling. He looked up at the starry sky and tugged at Mu Tou: "Hurry up and get going, or we won't finish the work."

The following day, Mu Tou was listless at home, running to Da Lin's house several times, asking repeatedly, "Brother Lin, did you agree to switch shifts with them?"

Each time, Da Lin scolded him: "You stupid Mu Tou, didn't I tell you already? We've already switched shifts."

That day, the shift change was supposed to be at 8 o'clock, but the two of them arrived at the factory early. After changing into their work clothes, they didn't go to take over the shift. Instead, they grabbed an iron bar, climbed over the wall, and went outside the factory.

They found the place outside the wall where the "wild couple" had been. There was a pile of sorghum stalks against the wall, and between two bundles of sorghum stalks was a flat open space, with some flattened sorghum stalks scattered on it. The two men stood next to the sorghum stalks and urinated against the wall. Afterwards, they used an iron rod to poke down a brick in the wall, creating a small hole. After taking over the shift, Dalin and Mutou's assistants quickly put the cloth to be dyed into the dye pot, pressed the switch, and the cloth started turning under the machine's drive. They turned the steam up to the maximum, and the dye pot immediately made a "sizzling" sound. The water in the dye pot quickly boiled, with hot waves rolling and steam filling the air. They added dye to the pot, and soon, a batch of cloth was dyed. Seeing the two men working so hard, the team leader was very excited and came over to praise them, but Mutou just kept grinning foolishly at Dalin. Dalin glanced at the clock on the workshop wall; it was almost nine o'clock. After giving a few instructions to his colleagues, he and Mutou walked towards the factory wall again. They cautiously approached the wall, placed their hands on the ground, slowly sat down, leaned against the wall, and listened intently to what was happening outside.

At this point, neither of them knew if a couple had already arrived.

Afraid that the flame from their lighters would scare the person outside through the hole in the wall, neither of them smoked.

Dalin and Mutou took turns pressing their faces against the hole they had already made in the wall, looking out several times. When no one came, Dalin cursed angrily, "Damn it, aren't they coming? Are they coming again?"

Mutou didn't answer, taking over from Dalin, pressing his face even closer to the wall, as if trying to stick his head through the wall and grab the two people. After a while, Mutou suddenly turned his head, waved at Dalin, and his face clearly showed excitement. Dalin quickly pushed Mutou away and looked through the hole into the wall. He saw a man strolling leisurely towards them. At first, from a distance, the man walked slowly and casually, as if taking a leisurely stroll. As he approached the factory wall, he cautiously looked around, and finding no one nearby, he quickly jogged over and plopped down on the ground between the two bundles of sorghum stalks.

This man had no idea that a hole had appeared in the wall behind him. He simply gathered the scattered sorghum stalks together, spread them out, patted them down, and then took out a cigarette and started smoking. Da Lin saw all of this. However, the man sat with his back to Da Lin, so Da Lin couldn't see who he was from his back. The smoke, carried by the wisps of hot summer wind, passed through the hole in the wall and went straight into Da Lin and Mu Tou's noses. The dampness combined with the smoke made their noses sting, and they covered their mouths tightly, trying to suppress their coughs. A moment later, the woman arrived. She quickly walked up to the man, and before she could speak, he pulled her down and made her sit in his lap. Da Lin saw the woman push the man's head away from her chest while she unbuttoned her clothes, whispering, "Don't mess around, wait a minute, I'll do it myself. You tore that dress last time, and my husband even asked me how I did it."

The woman's clothes were undone, revealing her white flesh. Da Lin was stunned.

After that, there was no more sound from outside the wall, replaced by the moans and unusual squelching sounds that Da Lin and Mu Tou had heard that day. The man and woman continued their activities for a while, leaving Da Lin and Mu Tou speechless, their bodies burning, and their mouths watering. When the two left, Da Lin recognized the man as the village secretary and the woman as Liu Er's wife, a well-known beauty in the village. Liu Er had been married for seven or eight years but had no children for some reason. Many villagers speculated that Liu Er was impotent. He cursed inwardly, "You son of a bitch."

Then he took out a cigarette, lit one for himself, and tossed another to Wood.

After getting home from work, Dalin ate some gruel haphazardly, then shouldered a shovel, went out, and followed his father to the fields to water the wheat. His field bordered that of Liu Er, the bricklayer, and he saw Liu Er's wife there too. She was bending over, clearing the field ridges to let well water flow into the wheat. She was wearing a yellow-green plaid shirt and black trousers, but no bra underneath. Her two large breasts were clearly visible in the sunlight, jiggling with each effort she made. Her trousers tightly hugged her full, firm buttocks. Looking at this woman, Dalin swallowed hard again,

muttering under his breath, "Damn it." Around noon, Little Fatty from the same village came to his house to ask him to drink. Da Lin asked, "Aren't you on the early shift? Why aren't you on duty?"

"Well, the factory has no water today, so everyone's closed."

"What? Doesn't our factory use well water from the village? How come there's no water?"

"Well, the factory owes the village for water for the second half of the year. The factory manager has talked to the village several times, wanting to pay a few days later. Some processing fees haven't been settled yet, so there's no money to pay temporarily. The village waited for a week, and seeing that the factory still hadn't paid, they cut off the water."

After hearing Xiao Pang's words, Da Lin stood up, put his feet on a stool, and squatted down: "I'll go ask the factory manager in a bit." After finishing his drink, Da Lin swayed as he rode his bicycle to the factory. He was a little drunk, and his speech wasn't very clear. Sitting opposite the factory manager, he drunkenly said, "Manager, if I can get the village to let the factory use the well, can you return the hundred yuan you deducted from me last time?"

"You little rascal, if you can really get the village to let us pay for a few more days, we'll release the water today. Not only will you not deduct that hundred yuan, but you'll get it back, and I'll even give you a separate hundred yuan bonus."

"Really?"

Da Lin asked, his eyes still glazed with drunkenness.

"Really! Don't you believe me?"

the factory manager said casually. He hadn't expected Da Lin to be able to do this. He had already asked several people in the village to talk to the village secretary, but they hadn't succeeded. Could a hothead like him really pull it off?

He didn't believe it. Da Lin stood up, leaning on the table, and said loudly, "You wait, you little punk, I don't believe you."

The factory manager didn't know what Da Lin said, but less than half an hour after Da Lin left, the village secretary called and told him that the dye factory could pay its water bill for another week. The village quickly restored the water supply to the factory.

That evening, Mu Tou went to Da Lin's house to ask him to go to work together. Da Lin was sleeping in the shade of the yard.

He groggily sat up, drank some water, got up, went to the washbasin in the corner, and hastily washed his face.

Then, he pulled down his jacket from the clothesline, took out thirty yuan from his pocket, and handed it to Mu Tou, saying, "Go to the shop and buy a pack of cigarettes. Give me one, and you can keep the rest."

Mu Tou grinned foolishly as he took the money, saying, "Why are you being so nice to me today? Hehehe."

At work, Mu Tou kept urging Da Lin to hurry up, but Da Lin seemed distracted and didn't work as efficiently as usual. Mu Tou leaned closer to Da Lin and whispered, "Are we going back later?"

Da Lin knew what he was asking and said irritably, "Going back? Work."

He knew that the two people outside the factory wall would never come back.

Half a year passed in a flash, and Da Lin reached marriageable age. In the early spring, when the weather was still chilly, Da Lin's mother was busy finding someone to match him with. Da Lin had met several girls from the neighboring villages, and the adults were all very satisfied, but Da Lin disagreed. He had his eye on Yingying from the back of the village, a fact he only revealed after his mother repeatedly questioned him. With a target in mind, Da Lin's mother quickly found a matchmaker to propose marriage. However, things didn't go as planned; despite asking several matchmakers, the girl's family still refused, and Da Lin's marriage remained unresolved. The wedding could wait, but the house needed to be renovated. Da Lin's family hired many people to help build the west wing, including the bricklayer Liu Er.

According to custom, the house-raising ceremony required the builders to be treated to a feast. That night, Liu Er drank too much, and Da Lin's mother called Liu Er's wife, asking Da Lin to help him carry Liu Er home. Da Lin and Liu Er's wife practically dragged Liu Er to their house. Liu Er lay on the bed like a dead pig, fast asleep. Liu's wife, feeling guilty, didn't dare look Da Lin in the eye; her face flushed and paled alternately. Liu Er's wife asked Da Lin to sit on the sofa, then went to the outer room to fetch a small basket containing roasted peanuts, handing it to him. Da Lin took it without ceremony and started cracking the peanuts open.

Liu Er's wife asked Da Lin, "Nephew, have you found a wife yet?"

"Pah!"

Da Lin spat out a peanut shell, saying resentfully, "Yingying's family doesn't agree."

"Who? Yingying? She's a pretty girl. I'll talk to her for you tomorrow."

It was already past the Spring Festival, and the weather was still a bit cold, but the earthen heating in Liu Er's house was very warm. Under the lamplight, Da Lin saw that Liu Er's wife was very charming, with a rosy face, full breasts, and slightly parted thin lips. Through Liu Er's wife's bright red sweater, Da Lin seemed to see her dazzlingly white breasts, and the alluring moans seemed to enter his mind. His body felt hot again. He stood up, brushed his hands off, said "I'm leaving," and hurried out of the house into the still chilly spring night. Liu Er's wife quickly followed him out to lock the courtyard gate

. At the gate's edge, Da Lin stopped, without turning back, and said to Liu Er's wife with an air of unquestionable authority, "You have to help me get it done."

Then he walked quickly home. No one knows how Liu Er's wife arranged the marriage with Yingying's family, but this time Yingying's family agreed.

According to local custom, if the matchmaker's proposal is successful, the groom's family must give the matchmaker five hundred yuan, called "thank-you money."

Da Lin's mother delivered the "thank-you money" to Liu Er's wife that very day. That evening, Da Lin's mother told Da Lin about it. Upon hearing this, Da Lin angrily said, "She dares to take our money? I'm going to find her!"

Saying this, he casually stuffed a pack of cigarettes into his pocket and went to Liu Er's house. Liu Er's wife was sitting on a stool washing clothes in the outer room when she saw Da Lin storming in. She quickly stood up, wiped her hands on her apron, and beckoned Da Lin to the inner room. "My mother came by this afternoon?"

Da Lin asked coldly. He then took out a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke towards Liu Er's house, the smoke immediately filling the space between them.

"She came, she came, and she even brought me money. What kind of relationship do we have? Do you think I can take this money? I was just about to finish washing the clothes and take it to Auntie,"

Liu Er's wife quickly chimed in.

As she spoke, she took the money from a drawer in the wardrobe and handed it to Da Lin.

Da Lin's expression softened slightly. He took the money, said nothing, and put it in his pocket. "Where's Uncle? Did he go to build the house again?"

Da Lin asked, his answer somewhat vague.

"Yes, in the neighboring county. He's been gone for two days and will be back the day after tomorrow,"

Da Lin's wife replied, her voice sounding somewhat mournful.

"Is he still looking for you?"

Da Lin glanced at Liu Er's wife, his voice hard.

"Who? Oh, no, we broke up a long time ago."

Liu Er's wife blushed, her voice hesitant, her expression flustered.

After the wheat harvest, Da Lin and Ying Ying got married. Da Lin was exactly 22 years old that year. After Da Lin got married, his father allocated two mu of land to him. Da Lin spent his days either at work or busy in the fields. When he went to work in the fields, he would almost always see Liu Er's wife, but the two rarely spoke.

Sometimes, seeing that she was too busy, he would go over and help, but he still didn't say a word. However, from Da Lin's eyes, Liu Er's wife seemed to see something that could only be seen in the eyes of a married man—desire. Because of this, her heart pounded many times. When working, Liu Er's wife would occasionally come over and give Da Lin a bottle of water or hand him a towel to wipe his sweat when he was covered in sweat. Days passed by in this mundane yet busy way, and a kind of desire was accumulating.

The Spring Festival has arrived, and the village is filled with a festive atmosphere.

That day, many relatives came to visit Da Lin's family for the New Year. Da Lin drank quite a bit with them, but he didn't get drunk because he had something on his mind. During the banquet, thinking about this matter made Da Lin's already grown-up body even more restless.

He hoped the banquet would end quickly and the relatives would leave. The banquet finally ended. After seeing the relatives off, Da Lin couldn't wait to go to Liu Er's house. He knew that the bricklayer Liu Er wouldn't be home on this day; he was probably drunk at someone else's house again.

He pushed open the courtyard gate, and Liu Er's house was indeed quiet. He pushed open the door and went into the house. He went to the inner room and saw Liu Er's wife leaning against the headboard watching TV. He plopped down on the purplish-red straw sofa, looked at Liu Er's wife, and softly called out, "Auntie."

"You've come."

Liu Er's wife got up, poured him water, and brought him some fruit. As Liu Er's wife bent down to hand him the water, a fragrant aroma wafted towards Da Lin. He felt a little dizzy, grabbed Liu Er's wife's hand, and called out again in a trembling voice, "Auntie."

Liu Er's wife pushed Da Lin's hand away, her face flushed, and without saying a word, she awkwardly straightened up, straightened her clothes, and then turned around and sat back on the bed to watch TV. Da Lin sat blankly on the sofa, glancing at Liu Er's wife every now and then. Liu Er's wife seemed to pay no attention to him at all, her arms crossed, quietly watching TV.

Da Lin picked up an apple from the fruit plate, and just as he was about to eat it, he suddenly noticed Liu Er's wife staring at him seductively. His heart warmed, his hand trembled, and the apple fell to the ground, rolling into the sofa.

He bent down and reached into the sofa, but couldn't find the apple. Liu Er's wife came over, told him to move aside, and bent over, sticking her butt out, reaching into the sofa to feel for the apple; her face almost touched Da Lin's leg. Kissing the woman's fragrance and seeing her round buttocks, Da Lin could no longer control himself and suddenly embraced Liu Er's wife. Liu Er's wife softly fell into Da Lin's arms. "My wife is pregnant and won't let me near her for over a month,"

Da Lin said, panting heavily. "Don't do this, I'm sorry to your wife," Liu Er's wife said, but her body showed no sign of pulling away.

"I've seen your body before, right here, so white."

As he spoke, Da Lin reached for Liu Er's wife's bulging breasts.

"You little rascal, you little glutton. I knew you were naughty," Liu Er's wife breathed hotly, "Not today, I'm pregnant, let's do it later."

Hearing Liu Er's wife's words, Da Lin felt disappointed, and his interest immediately waned. He let go of her, stood up, tugged at his clothes, and then walked out of Liu Er's house. He returned home and saw his wife, Yingying, sleeping soundly in bed. He lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, hugged her round shoulders, then took off his clothes, slipped into bed, and fell asleep as well.

Looking at the crowded platform, Shiqing frowned slightly. The nine-to-five office job every day, the commuting crowds, such ordinary days… Shiqing firmly believed that she wouldn't belong to this kind of life forever.

Although not a star-like beauty, Shiqing was once the object of attention for boys in college. With her slender 165cm height, long legs and a slim waist, her delicate features and shy, intellectual personality, Shiqing felt she should be a proud princess…

Shiqing wasn't the vain and shallow type. While other pretty girls her age were busy trying to marry into wealth, Shiqing spent her college years in classrooms and libraries.

To envy wealth and then rely on a stranger was, in Shiqing's opinion, the most foolish thing to do. The beauty of youth fades in the blink of an eye, and the hearts of strangers are fickle and easily swayed. Shiqing is determined to build her own wealth and career through talent and hard work. A beautiful and dignified CEO, an independent and sexy woman—that's Shiqing's dream.

After graduation, she joined this multinational corporation, starting from the bottom, of course. Shiqing immediately began her struggle. Her husband was a classmate she met near graduation. He was also an ordinary person with no background or connections, but what Shiqing admired was that he, like herself, had the perseverance and determination to work hard. Although not of noble birth, they would surely become the ancestors of nobility.

To achieve this goal, her husband went to work at his company's overseas branch three months after their marriage, and it's been almost a year now. The hardest places offer the greatest opportunities, and Shiqing supports her beloved far away without complaint.

Even so, several times when she wakes up in the middle of the night, Shiqing suddenly feels an overwhelming loneliness. The moonlight outside the window was like water, gently caressing the empty bed beside her. Shiqing suddenly felt her whole body swell and burn. The more she tried to stop herself from thinking about it, the more she involuntarily recalled the sweet, passionate days of her first three months of marriage… Her husband was the only stranger in Shiqing's pure life.

Those wild nights, Shiqing realized for the first time that her body contained such intoxicating pleasure. At times like these, Shiqing would forbid herself from thinking any further. Unable to fall asleep, Shiqing simply opened her briefcase, using the next day's work to occupy her mind. Life alone was lonely. But Shiqing lived a peaceful life. Male colleagues at the company often flirted with her, but Shiqing responded with a cool refusal. Although Shiqing couldn't deny her occasional late-night moments of infatuation, she firmly believed that she should be faithful to love. A woman should maintain her purity throughout her life.

A chaste body can only belong to her lover.

Perhaps she was a classical woman, a faint smile appearing on Shiqing's lips.

The classically-minded Shiqing was unaware that danger was lurking behind her.

The arrival of the train interrupted her thoughts. Half-numb, she squeezed through the crowd towards the door. Apparently, there had been a traffic accident along the route, causing the train to be 20 minutes late. It was rush hour, and boarding was incredibly difficult. Behind her, the crowd surged, and an arm almost encircled her waist, forcefully pushing her into the train. Just as she was about to board, another hand swiftly lifted her short skirt and slipped between her long legs. "Ah…"

The sudden attack elicited a short gasp from Shiqing, but her voice was completely drowned out by the surrounding noise.

Before she could react, she was helplessly swept into the carriage by the flow of people. More people continued to push in, the hand around her waist deliberately controlling her, squeezing her into a corner of the carriage, with walls in front of her and to her left. The crowd pressed in layer upon layer, the person behind her completely pressing against Shi Qing's beautifully curved back and buttocks. Shi Qing was squeezed into the corner, unable to move. A hand inside her skirt had already covered Shi Qing's round, smooth buttocks.

To avoid the lines of her underwear showing through her miniskirt, Shi Qing always wore a thong and no stockings. Confident in herself, Shi Qing always believed that this was the only way to fully display her soft, fair skin and the alluring curves of her long, slender legs. Thus, her almost completely naked buttocks unknowingly displayed their fullness and elasticity to the invading hand that had completely taken over them.

"Pervert!"

After a few seconds of blankness, Shi Qing finally reacted. But those crucial few seconds had allowed the stranger to completely control Shi Qing's delicate body from behind. Shi Qing wasn't unfamiliar with encountering perverts in cars. Usually, Shi Qing would use a stern gaze and clear physical resistance to let the pervert know that she was not someone to be violated. But now, under the skillful control of the stranger behind her, Shi Qing couldn't see behind her even if she tried to turn her head forcefully.

The surrounding walls and the crowd around her seemed to be in cahoots with the pervert, tightly squeezing Shi Qing and making it impossible for her to move. Moreover, this stranger's bold and direct attack was something Shi Qing had never experienced before.

For a moment, Shi Qing's mind seemed to stop working; she didn't know how to resist the invasion from behind. In her blank mind, she could only vividly feel that incredibly hot hand wantonly kneading her bare buttocks. The strong fingers had completely sunk into the tender flesh, squeezing lightly or heavily, as if savoring the fleshy texture and elasticity of her buttocks.

With her left hand gripping the handrail and her right hand clutching her briefcase, Shiqing was both anxious and ashamed. She had never been intimate with a man other than her husband, and now a stranger's hand was probing beneath her skirt, a blush spreading across her fair face. Beneath her elegant white-collar skirt, her full, snow-white thighs and buttocks were being wantonly lewdly violated by a stranger's large hand.

Her round, smooth buttocks were being gently stroked, slowly kneaded, forcefully pinched, pulled apart, and then squeezed inwards, the back and forth rubbing sending a wave of extreme disgust down Shiqing's spine. But to expel the lewd hand that had already crept beneath her skirt, she would have to lift it herself…

Shiqing was filled with shame and indignation, but her body, tightly restrained, was powerless to do anything. A chill seemed to creep over her entire body as the burning fingers occupying her beautiful buttocks, caressing through her mini thong, seemed to be exploring Shiqing's deeper, softer depths.

"Enough, enough...stop it..."

Shi Qing's body stiffened, desperately squeezing her long, slender legs together.

Just then, the strange man behind her suddenly moved slightly away from Shi Qing's body, and his left hand, which had been tightly gripping her waist, released her.

"Could it be..."

Shi Qing breathed a slight sigh of relief from the pressure, wondering if something had suddenly taken a turn for the better?

Without a chance to catch her breath, with a jolt from the car's engine, Shi Qing immediately realized she was wrong. That left hand gripped Shi Qing tightly again. This time, there was ample time to choose. The hand was no longer through Shi Qing's suit, but instead, using the handrail on her left hand, it slipped between her pulled-up top and skirt, gripping Shi Qing's bare, slender waist. The burning palm pressed against Shi Qing's naked, snow-white skin, the fingertips almost touching her breasts.

At the same time, the strange man's body pressed against Shi Qing's back and buttocks again from behind. Shi Qing immediately felt something hard and hot pressing against her plump buttocks, exploring her cleft.

"This is too much..."

Shi Qing almost cried out, but to her surprise, she found herself unable to make a sound.

Having experienced such a violent attack for the first time, all of Shi Qing's bodily functions seemed to have stopped. From getting on the bus until now, perhaps only half a minute had passed, but it felt like a century-long nightmare for Shi Qing.

The hard, burning tip had already squeezed into Shi Qing's buttocks. The stranger's lower abdomen was pressing tightly against Shi Qing's full, fleshy buttocks from behind. From past experience, Shi Qing immediately knew that the strange man behind her was beginning to lewdly taste her with his penis.

"Disgusting..."

Shi Qing secretly resolved that she could no longer allow this strange man to wantonly play with her pure body; she had to make him stop immediately!

But... the feeling was different from the previous times she had been harassed... it was so hot through her thin skirt. The tender flesh of her thighs and buttocks, under the pressure of the hard penis, vividly felt the invasion of the strange man's penis. Thick, hard, burning hot, and… her tender skin could almost feel its unfamiliar shape.

The unfamiliar, yet palpable shape of the glans! The scream that had reached her lips froze deep in Shi Qing's throat. The stranger

had released her earlier to unzip his pants and pull out his penis! Now, this strange man was pressing his naked penis against her from behind. If she cried out, if everyone saw this shameful scene… just thinking about it made Shi Qing's face burn like fire. The courage she had just mustered was instantly shattered by the stranger's unbridled lewdness. If she moved, he might think she was enjoying the sensation; Shi Qing couldn't think of a way to resist.

"Enough… no more…"

Her heart pounded wildly, her body utterly powerless; Shi Qing was practically begging the shameless attacker behind her.
Chapter 193 of the Bus Classic (10-11)

: The stranger's intrusion showed no sign of stopping. His right hand, hidden inside her skirt, had already turned Shi Qing's panties into a true T-shape. Her bare buttocks, kneaded and pinched, were forced to display their fullness and elasticity without reservation, and were forcefully squeezed towards the center. Shi Qing knew that the stranger was using the fleshy feel of her full buttocks to increase the pleasure of his penis.

Shi Qing's tender face flushed red, her breathing rapid, her chaste body suffering the lewd invasion of the stranger. Her elastic flesh could not withstand the firm impact, and the stranger's penis shamelessly squeezed inch by inch between Shi Qing's tightly clenched legs. As if boasting of his powerful sexual strength, the stranger's penis tilted upwards at an angle that surprised Shi Qing, the tip already pressing tightly against the narrow space between her pubic bones at the bottom of her buttocks.

Most importantly, Shi Qing's waist was not as long as that of typical Eastern women; her long legs and slender waist, and the position of her buttocks, were relatively high like those of Western women. Shiqing had always been proud of this, but now, she almost hated herself for being different. Normally, a lecherous man attacking from behind could only reach the cleft of a woman's buttocks. But for Shiqing, who was taller, the stranger's penis was raised high, pressing precisely between her pubic bones. Through her thin skirt and panties, the stranger's hot, hard penis pressed against the base of her long legs. The two thin layers of fabric were useless; Shiqing felt the stranger's large glans rubbing against her virginity. This unprecedented, fiery provocation made Shiqing's heart pound wildly; she wanted to resist but couldn't muster any strength. The large glans pressed and rubbed against her tender flesh, as if giving Shiqing ample opportunity to experience this inescapable shame. "It seems even bigger than my husband's glans..."

Suddenly, this thought startled Shiqing. How could she have such thoughts while being played with by a strange lecherous man?

As she thought this, a wave of heat rose from Shiqing's lower abdomen. Her lips, pressed tightly against the large, hot glans, involuntarily contracted.

"No!..."

Shiqing immediately suppressed this fleeting thought. Thinking of her lover, Shiqing seemed to regain some strength. She tried to arch her back, attempting to escape the stranger's hard, hot glans, but he didn't immediately pursue her.

Before she could even feel relieved, a chill ran between her legs, and the stranger pressed down on her again, pinning her against the wall with no room to move. Shiqing

immediately discovered something even more terrifying: taking advantage of the moment she tried to escape, the stranger's right hand, hidden inside her skirt, lifted it up to her waist. This time, the stranger's large penis was completely in contact with Shiqing's bare thighs and buttocks.

Shi Qing's entire body tensed instantly. Like a scalding, thick pair of tongs, the stranger's penis forcefully penetrated between her tightly closed legs. This time it was even more intense than before; naked skin against skin, muscle against muscle, Shi Qing vividly felt the stranger's hardness and size. Shi

Qing felt as if the tender flesh of her inner thighs and labia were about to melt. Waves of strange sensations spread from Shi Qing's lower abdomen, like… receiving her husband's caresses…

"Oh my god…"

The stranger's legs pressed against hers, his left knee trying to squeeze between Shi Qing's legs. The stranger also noticed Shi Qing's high waist; he wanted to position her with her legs spread apart, directly teasing her labia with his penis.

Absolutely not! Realizing the stranger's lewd intentions, Shi Qing used all her strength to squeeze her long legs together. However, it wasn't long before Shiqing realized her resistance was futile. He pressed her tightly against the wall, rubbing his body against the curves of her full, fleshy back while using his lower abdomen to firmly hold her plump buttocks. The stranger twisted his waist slightly back and forth, slowly thrusting his penis between Shiqing's desperately clenched legs, savoring the pleasure of her elastic flesh and the tightness of her buttocks gripping his penis.

"Ah..."

Realizing that her tightly closed legs seemed to be offering herself to a stranger for anal sex, Shiqing panicked and loosened them. The stranger immediately seized the opportunity, inserting his left leg between Shiqing's open legs. "Ah..."

Shiqing realized she'd been tricked, but with the stranger's left leg inserted, her legs could no longer be closed. The stranger pressed on, his right hand wrapping around Shiqing's waist and tightly gripping her lower abdomen, while his right leg also forcefully inserted between her legs. With a forceful push of his knees, Shiqing cried out, her legs now spread wide apart, pinned down in a position as if being penetrated from behind by the stranger.

The stranger's penis pressed directly against Shiqing's now-open lips, the thick, hot glans shamelessly teasing her pure, moist lips through the thin silk of her panties.

"No…"

Shi Qing breathed heavily, biting her lower lip, desperately trying to cut off the strange sensation coming from her lower abdomen. The stranger's penis seemed longer than usual, easily ravaging her entire garden. With the stranger's slow thrusting, the huge fiery rod pressed against the chastity gate of Shi Qing's secret garden again and again, as if an electric current ran through her back. Shi Qing desperately stood on tiptoe, almost crying out.

The stranger's penis insatiably enjoyed Shi Qing's shameful secret place. It pressed to the deepest part, then suddenly stopped, at the location of her bud, as if trying to squeeze out Shi Qing's tingling sensation, the thick glans pressing hard.

"Ah! No… no!"

Shi Qing screamed inwardly, her body twisting slightly, as if trying to avoid the attack on her vital parts, violently twisting her hips, but the thick glans held on tightly.

"No...no!..."

Shiqing desperately suppressed the screams that were about to burst from her mouth. To be subjected to such lewdness in a crowded train carriage... disgust, humiliation, and even so, she couldn't express the shame and despair in her heart.

The lewd assault didn't stop. The left hand, which was tightly gripping her slender waist, continued its assault. Taking advantage of the train's swaying, the left hand, which went around Shiqing's armpit from behind, slowly pushed up Shiqing's silk bra.

"No! How dare you assault me like this..."

Her pride prevented her from crying for help. Afraid of being seen in such an embarrassing state, Shiqing released the handrail with her left hand, trying to stop the stranger's hand through her clothes. But Shiqing's strength was ultimately no match for the powerful intruder.

"Ah..."

Shiqing gasped softly. Before she could react, the stranger had already pushed up her silk bra, exposing her breasts, which were immediately occupied by his evil hand. Her soft, rounded breasts were immediately and completely seized. He reveled in their fullness and elasticity, while lewdly kneading her unprotected, delicate nipples.

"Ah…"

Shiqing hurriedly grabbed the demonic hand at her chest, but it was too late through her outer clothing.

The stranger, as if confirming the elasticity of her breasts, greedily fondled Shiqing's nipples. Her firm breasts, oblivious to the danger their owner faced, innocently displayed their pure softness and fullness under the demonic hand's kneading.

His fingertips lightly stroked and rotated her nipples, and Shiqing could feel them begin to slightly erect.

"No! Please don't!"

Shiqing's face flushed crimson, she bit her lower lip, desperately trying to pull away the stranger's lewd hand.

It felt like an electric current was spreading from her nipples, which the stranger was playing with. How could she react to such lewdness…? But how could this escape the notice of this seasoned pervert? The stranger immediately noticed the erection of Shiqing's sensitive nipples.

Seeing Shi Qing desperately guarding her breasts, he slightly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, his thick, hard glans, already occupying that tight space, once again pushing against the entrance to Shi Qing's honeyed source. Shi Qing shuddered, her hair standing on end. The thick glans seemed to be forcing open Shi Qing's tightly closed lips, penetrating her chaste body through her thin panties.

Shi Qing desperately tried to escape forward, but there was only a hard wall in front of her. Losing sight of one thing and another, the stranger's scheme succeeded, and Shi Qing's cherry-like tender nipples instantly fell completely into his lustful hands. He relentlessly ravaged her defenseless breasts, kneading and rubbing her elastic breasts, tightly squeezing her full breasts, making her small nipples stand out even more, and then erotically teasing the already erect nipples with his thumb and forefinger.

Shi Qing's face was flushed, her breathing rapid, her head weakly resting on her left arm that was desperately gripping the handrail, making her snow-white neck appear even longer and more graceful. Under the experienced caress of the stranger, her sensitive nipples sent waves of sensual assault through her body. Her chaste lips were relentlessly crushed and pierced by the thick, fiery rod; Shi Qing desperately felt her pure petals, under this brutal ravaging, involuntarily oozing nectar. The stranger, smugly groping the mature and beautiful professional woman before him, savoring her shame and indignation as she desperately endured the sensual onslaught, pressed his face almost against Shi Qing's neck and ear, beginning even bolder teasing and more shameless ravaging. Heavy breathing filled her ear, the stranger's hot breath almost directly entering her ear.

Cleverly using his body to block the view of those around them, the stranger began sucking on Shi Qing's earlobe and neck

. Her fingers, gripping the handrails, turned white with force; unable to open her eyes, Shi Qing bit her lip, enduring this lover-like yet wicked caress. The stranger thrust his hips forward, his thick glans slowly sliding across Shi Qing's lips before suddenly plunging in.

"Ah...no..."

Shi Qing uttered a barely audible plea from deep within her throat.

While her attention was focused on the attack from behind, the stranger's right hand, already lurking beneath her lower abdomen, slipped inside the edge of her thong, caressing her smooth, delicate belly, and then probing towards her hidden garden.

"There...absolutely not..."

Her right hand clutched her briefcase, her left hand reaching for her, only to be stopped by the stranger's hand slipped under her armpit. Unable to use either hand, Shi Qing could only desperately press her lower abdomen against the wall.

Completely unable to resist the powerful intruder, his iron hooves easily trampled the grass that was never open to the public, then strolled leisurely among the flowers. He lewdly bit her tender earlobe, forcefully squeezed her full breasts, pressed his lower abdomen firmly against her waist and hips, and his even thicker penis pressed tightly against the entrance of her garden. Then, his right hand began to explore inch by inch towards the edge of the grass.

Squeezed against the wall with her legs spread wide, Shi Qing's chastity was completely defenseless. The stranger wasn't in a hurry to conquer the most sacred valley of this dignified white-collar woman, but rather slowly toyed with his prey who had nowhere to escape, indulging in the pleasure of the pure and beautiful woman before him. The more her chastity was invaded inch by inch, the more her desperate struggles and shame satisfied the stranger's rising lust.

Shi Qing let out hoarse sobs, but they were completely inaudible amidst the noise of the train. Her whole body was throbbing with blood, her mind blank, her breathing rapid, her body burning hot. Her beautiful toes inside her high heels twisted with effort, but her attempts to close her legs were futile.

"Ah..."

Shi Qing choked back a low cry, her whole body stiffening as hot fingertips slowly and irresistibly invaded.

Shi Qing's beautifully curved back stiffened into a bow of despair. Her pure, forbidden territory, never before opened to a second stranger, was being shamelessly and erotically defiled by those vile, unfamiliar fingers. Her chastity, so carefully maintained since childhood, her purity, was being so shamelessly violated and ravaged in public by this complete stranger. He hadn't even seen her face, didn't know who she was, yet he was performing such a vile and shameless act. She desperately

tried to shut out the sensations, but her body stubbornly persisted. Her tender flesh, disregarding her shame and despair, clearly reported the slow, intrusive penetration of every inch of the unfamiliar fingertips. The beautiful meadow had been conquered to its limit; the garden gates, helpless and without reinforcements, had fallen into the clutches of evil. The despicable fingertips skillfully controlled the gates, erotically closing them slightly, then pulling them open again. "No… ah… please don't do such lewd things…"

Her tearful pleas were futile; the gates of her chastity were shamefully opened, revealing her delicate budding flower, which trembled slightly before the lustful intruder, as if foreseeing its own misery.

To savor every rhythm of the dignified woman, burning fingertips lightly caressed the long-unvisited, tender petals. An electric current surged through every pore; Shi Qing's body trembled, her flesh involuntarily contracting and tightening. Tightening were the bold, fiery, unfamiliar fingertips. With a flick of the fingertips, the moist, tender petals were forced to bloom shamefully once more. The shameless attack unfolded in full force. "Enough...enough...not there..."

Rough fingertips rubbed against her tender flesh, nails lightly scraping her delicate walls. Her petals were wantonly played with, her lips humiliatingly pulled up and kneaded. Desperately trying to twist her waist, she could not escape; her shameful secret place was completely occupied by the lewd hand, and Shi Qing could barely maintain her dignified appearance. Thick fingers forced their way into the narrow opening of her soft, boneless lips, suddenly attacking her erect nipples. Shi Qing's lower abdomen involuntarily twitched. The fiery fingers stirred and ravaged. Ignoring her willpower, the pure petals yielded to the lewd power, and the clear nectar began to seep out involuntarily.

Immediately noticing the change in the woman's body, the stranger gently bit Shi Qing's earlobe, breathing his hot breath into her ear canal. His left hand pinched her nipples, while his right fingertips lightly picked up the nectar, defiantly smearing it all over her tight, secluded valley. Each touch seemed to smear on Shi Qing's already crumbling sense of shame.

Her sensuality had been discovered by the stranger... Her lips were caressed petal by petal, then unceremoniously parted by the lewd fingers, the middle finger attacking her pearly clitoris, grinding and kneading, forcing the demure lady to reveal her hidden madness.

Her face flushed, her legs went weak, and Shi Qing gripped the handrails tightly, her eyes shut, gritting her teeth to resist the waves of pleasure. Her forced composure couldn't conceal the truth beneath her short skirt; her lips were swollen and distended from the defilement, her delicate buds, unable to withstand the ravages of the bees and butterflies, were engorged and erect, oozing nectar as if nourished by rain.

The mature and beautiful wife bit her lip in a disheveled state, trying to regulate her heavy breathing, but the sweet onslaught was inescapable; the nightmare continued. The narrow silk thong between her legs was pushed aside, and the long-coveted, thick, fiery rod squeezed into her thong through the edge. "Ah…"

Shi Qing almost couldn't suppress a terrified gasp.

Like a fireball exploding in her secret place, a frenzied shame surged through her. Her lips were enveloped in an unusual heat, a naked, thick penis pressed tightly against her equally naked petals, the ugly glans squeezing the tender flesh, its unfamiliar edges and force incredibly sharp. Her ignorant thong, as if trying to reclaim lost ground, only tightened around the invading penis, making it press even more tightly against her labia. The

unfamiliar penis, allowing no respite, slowly but irresistibly began to thrust in and out of Shi Qing's tight little space. The fiery hardness rubbed against her labia, the sharp edges of the glans scraping against the tender flesh, and with each thrust, the tip lightly touched the full, erect bud, causing it to tremble involuntarily at the hard, hot touch. As if falling into a cold ice cellar, Shi Qing's thoughts grew increasingly dull, while her senses became ever clearer. It was as if a flame was burning from within her body.

"This strange man... in front of so many people... dares to play with me so lewdly... I don't even know what he looks like..."

In the narrow, secluded valley, fleshy snakes raged, and the valley was already seeping with hidden currents. A strange man, amidst the crowded throng, shamelessly and openly committed a mental rape against a pure and proud white-collar woman. Her entire body's chastity was simultaneously and obscenely attacked, her whole being consumed by burning male sensuality. Shi Qing's entire body was enveloped by an electric current of shame, humiliation, and pleasure; her restrained chastity had almost completely collapsed. The hanging rings alone could no longer support her entire body; even standing was difficult. Shi Qing, utterly exhausted, leaned against the strange man's body behind her, barely managing not to fall.

"Attention passengers: Due to the delay of the preceding train, this train will be slowing down, causing you to waste your valuable time. All staff on this train sincerely apologize and hope for your understanding..." The merciless

announcement echoed in Shi Qing's mind, leaving her no time to catch her breath or even process the situation. The stranger's intrusion intensified.

A

slight, short tearing sound immediately drowned out by the announcement, the complaints, and the rumble of the train.

Anyone paying attention would have found it strange that the dignified white-collar woman in the corner, who had just been flushed, was now deathly pale. No one knew what kind of lewd and ravaging she was enduring beneath her demure, composed demeanor and elegant white-collar attire. Taking advantage of this precious moment of confusion, the stranger's large hand, inside Shi Qing's panties, grabbed the center of her thong and ripped it open forcefully. With a muffled groan, Shiqing stiffened as if suffocating. Her thin silk panties were completely torn at the crotch, the high-quality fabric immediately stretching out, contracting from her lower abdomen and buttocks back to her waist, turning her thong into a strip of cloth around her slender waist. Her secret garden lost its last barrier, completely exposed, she could clearly feel the cool air, but was immediately occupied by a hot, hard penis. "To tear off my panties in front of so many people..."

Unable to even open her eyes, Shiqing squeezed her legs together, gripping the handrail and her schoolbag, her whole body trembling, silently cursing the train's delay.

All barriers had been destroyed; the naked, unfamiliar penis directly attacked Shiqing's equally naked nectar. The male touch intensely stimulated her senses, and Shiqing desperately tried to regulate her rapid breathing, suppressing the faint moans deep in her throat.

In a corner of the bustling, noisy carriage, a secret act of debauchery was in full swing. The stranger's left hand patiently continued to caress and knead her delicate yet firm breasts. Shi Qing felt a shiver run through her body; her initial disgust vanished in a terrifying way, replaced by a sweet sensation, as if being gently caressed by a lover.

The stranger's right hand moved over her clitoris and waist, then her small buttocks, her slender yet shapely and full thighs, groping her without restraint beneath her elegant white-collar skirt. Shi Qing twisted her body; her chastity now made clear to her the stranger's intentions. He wasn't just a simple pervert; clearly, he wanted not only to defile her body but also to thoroughly violate and ravage her pure spirit.

Shi Qing turned her face away, unconsciously contorting her body, trying to escape this terrifying nightmare. The stranger brazenly grabbed Shi Qing's plump buttocks, which seemed ready to be squeezed dry. "Ugh..."

Shi Qing curled up in a ball, her snow-white neck trembling slightly, her sexy red lips tightly bitten.

The stranger's lewd hands had already invaded her breasts, ravaging them. Her small, delicate breasts, exposed from her bra, seemed like two full mounds rising from her slender figure, perfectly hemispherical like her buttocks. The stranger's large fingers scooped up those two fleshy mounds and kneaded them wantonly.

"Oh..."

Shi Qing trembled inwardly. Her

breasts were being roughly kneaded by the stranger, and the way he was kneading them was no longer a caress, but rather a ravaging, a ravenous ravaging like that of a young, lustful beast. It was a tall stranger with large hands; Shi Qing's small breasts were already being fondled until they were full. The stranger's lips sucked from her neck to her ear, one hand continuing to knead her breasts, while the other hand reached down to her abdomen.

"Ah..."

A chill seemed to creep through her body, and Shi Qing desperately tried to curl her thighs up.

Thick fingers slid down to her lower abdomen, squeezing into her narrow valley and caressing the top, beginning to explore the deeper, softer bottom.

Grasping the tip with her palm, the four remaining fingers began to rub the deeper part. Shi Qing tightly clamped her legs together, but the stranger's legs were between them, and her shameful lips could only helplessly endure the erotic caresses. The

already swollen and thickened rod pressed against her, the pulsating, large glans grinding tightly against the entrance of her wet, sweet cave.

As a reserved and proud white-collar worker, or a female student considered a princess of both talent and virtue, Shi Qing's pure body had never been so lewdly defiled by a stranger. At least in reality, Shi Qing would never allow anyone to do such a thing to her. She never dreamed that she would be subjected to this nightmarish ravaging in a crowded train carriage, under the watchful eyes of everyone. But now, a complete stranger was wantonly insulting her body, fondling her acknowledged beautiful breasts, humiliating her buttocks, and brazenly defiling her private, sacred garden. It was the most despicable and vile violation. If escape was impossible, Shi Qing would rather be violated while unconscious, no matter how, than be violated like this, helplessly being ravaged, her face tormented by shame and humiliation, enjoyed by a stranger. Resisting and struggling would only play into the stranger's hands, increasing his lustful pleasure from her. Despite her thoughts, as the stranger's hands ravaged her skin beneath her clothes, indulging in their passionate and unrestrained caresses, Shi Qing was horrified to discover that her sensual defenses were growing weaker and weaker under the ravages of lust.

Thick fingers plunged deep into the seemingly boneless opening of her vulva, parting it and continuing to penetrate even deeper, forcing the most sensitive clitoris to yield its pure nectar. An explosive dizziness washed over her, blurring her vision. Shi Qing closed her eyes, furrowed her brow, and bit her lip hard.

Her genitals were being played with at will by the stranger's fingers, and although she couldn't deny the stranger's skillful and provocative teasing, she felt incredibly resentful. It had been almost a year since she had been held by a man, not even her husband. And now, her body was being wantonly violated in public by a stranger of unknown origin.

Shi Qing's dignified and intellectual beauty appeared somewhat distorted. Her delicate, sensual rose-red lips parted slightly as she breathed softly. Her breasts were so full they seemed about to burst from the tight-fitting business attire, the full nipples pushing against the thin silk blouse, revealing their pert contours.

The stranger's left hand kneaded her full breasts, while his right hand freely played with Shi Qing's fleshy buttocks. His enormous penis thrust in and out of the tight space between Shi Qing's legs, then he used his mouth to brush aside Shi Qing's flowing hair, his lewd lips pressing against her fair cheek. "Mmm..."

Shi Qing trembled slightly.

It was a kiss that was almost imperceptible. The stranger repeated this several times, then moved behind her, using his mouth to brush aside Shi Qing's hair, exposing her ear. As his lips approached her earlobe, a tingling sensation made Shi Qing tremble involuntarily. As the stranger's lips gently caressed her, Shiqing's thighs tightened even more. After only a few kisses, Shiqing was horrified to discover that her icy, stiff body was gradually melting.

"Ah..."

Her defenseless ears were invaded, and a sweet pleasure surged through her body. Each time the stranger's lips approached, the source of pleasure within her would ignite, and that intensely pleasurable sensation would also travel up to Shiqing's long, slender thighs.

(It must be a hallucination! Shiqing found it unbelievable; what she was seeing was like a dream. She was a pure and proud white-collar woman, and behind her, a strange man was caressing her body, attacking her with extremely despicable means. This most lewd man's flirtation had actually aroused her sexuality, something that should never happen.

As if to force the reserved woman to admit this shameful truth, the fiery attack on her entire body's forbidden zones was relentless. Although her will wanted to refuse, the bulwark of reason was shaky under the constant onslaught of sexual waves. Shiqing was horrified to find that her body was beginning to fear the stranger's caresses. But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't escape. Shiqing could only desperately remind herself that even if her body was being played with, She had to maintain her spiritual chastity.

To be careful, Shiqing gritted her teeth. The strange man grasped her round, full breasts, not in the usual way, but in a very gentle manner. Even then, he didn't forget to caress her ears, blowing on her face and using his tongue to gently slip inside. He didn't immediately insert his tongue completely, but instead used the side of his tongue to brush the edge of her ear and lick her earlobe with the tip. When Shiqing tensed and stopped breathing, tightening her cheeks, he repeated the same action on that spot. It was like skillfully threading a needle, attacking her unsuspecting erogenous zone with the tip of his tongue.

A tingling, itchy sensation spread throughout her body, making Shiqing panic. How should she defend herself? Only now did Shiqing realize how many erogenous zones existed around her ears. But her disgust and rejection of the strange man remained as strong as before. No, it was even stronger.

The constant groping that had begun on the bus had taken a heavy toll on Shiqing's psyche, leaving her physically exhausted, but her willpower remained strong. Shiqing tried her best to resist the stranger's tongue attack.

But the stranger's tongue skills were not static; he skillfully used the tip, sides, and all parts of his tongue, breathing hot air onto Shiqing's lips. Simultaneously, he caressed her genitals and breasts with his hands, his hot, thick penis pressing against her sensitive clitoris. When defending against the tongue's attack, she couldn't attend to other areas; and when defenses in other areas were breached, her entire body's nerves couldn't focus. Thus, Shiqing's blind spots in her erogenous zones were gradually aroused.

The stranger's lips then began to attack behind her ears.

"Ah..."

Shi Qing gasped, her brows furrowing in pain.

She could no longer feign indifference. She seemed utterly helpless against the caresses on her ears, the pleasure traveling from there all the way to the center of her body. It wasn't just her ears that were being stimulated; her clitoris, being rubbed and pierced by the stranger's penis, felt like it was on fire. Shi Qing felt her body contracting and tightening deep within. Her pure flesh seemed to have been forced onto a cliff with no way out by the stranger. Shi Qing immediately realized that this suffocating feeling only intensified the unreleased desire within her. Her long, slender fingers, gripping the handrail, spasmed and stretched out, her beautiful toes twisting unconsciously inside her high heels.

"Feels good, doesn't it?...Miss..."

A lewd whisper reached Shi Qing's ear. The strange man almost bit her ear: "Don't be shy, Miss...your little nipples...are all hard and erect..." Her

already swollen breasts were pushed upwards forcefully, and her tender, erect nipples were pinched and pulled up, innocently confirming her shame. Never having suffered such humiliation, Shi Qing's face burned like fire. But at this moment, Shi Qing could only silently bite her lip tightly and turn her head away even more forcefully. The strange man's face followed closely, completely pressed against Shi Qing's face. Shi Qing's head could no longer turn, and the strange man's beard tickled the delicate skin of Shi Qing's snow-white neck, causing Shi Qing to tremble involuntarily.

"In front of so many people... letting a strange man play with you... Miss, you've had an orgasm, haven't you?"

Shi Qing bit her lower lip tightly. These lewd words, which she had never heard before, made the pure Shi Qing's ears start to burn.

Suddenly, as if waking up, she shook her head slightly, resisting the strange man's shameless questioning.

"Still not admitting it... Look..."

Under the erotic ravaging, the valley was already overflowing with fluids. A stranger's fingertips lightly scooped up some nectar, smearing it wantonly on the grass. Shi Qing's face burned, as if it could ignite the air around her. Being played with by a stranger in public, her body actually felt aroused. But she couldn't deny the truth, so she could only close her eyes tightly, silently enduring the stranger's lewd defilement of her pure heart. "Look down, watch me play with your breasts."

What was he saying! Shi Qing forcefully turned her head towards the wall, resolutely refusing. "Dare to disobey?...I'll tear your clothes off!"

The hand kneading her breasts grabbed Shi Qing's suit jacket from the inside, applying slight pressure.

Shi Qing's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. Her bra was already pushed up; if her jacket was torn open, with so many people on the bus, she would definitely be on the front page of tomorrow's gossip news...

"No...no..."

Shi Qing forced out a barely audible sound from deep within her throat, clenching her teeth and weakly shaking her head. "Don't want to? Then lower your head..."

"..."

"Look down!..."

With this inescapable command, her shirt was pulled taut again. (Oh God! Why am I being humiliated like this? Someone save me...)

The only answers to Shi Qing's tearful plea were the deafening roar of the traffic and the silent, packed crowd around her. She

could almost hear the buttons being pulled taut. In despair, Shi Qing lowered her proud head. The neckline of her shirt was stretched wide open, and what suddenly came into view was her full, snow-white breasts, twisted and deformed in the hands of a strange man, kneaded like dough until they were flushed. It was like watching porn, only the female lead was herself. This perverse humiliation immediately transformed into another kind of pleasure, exploding in every pore of Shi Qing's body. "

What are you looking at? Tell me..."

"I...I'm looking..."

"Speak, Miss..."

Her nipples were pinched painfully, and another middle finger between her legs threateningly pierced deep into her honeyed cave.

"I...I can't say...Please...spare me..."

Her trembling, sexy red lips pleaded in submission, the desperate beauty appearing even more pitiful, yet only fueling the stranger's rising lust. With a soft snap, the first button of her blouse broke off, and Shi Qing's full, naked breasts seemed about to burst forth.

"Ah..."

There was no way to resist anymore. Everything around her seemed to whirl away, and Shi Qing felt helpless, as if she were in a wasteland, her trembling red lips reflecting the last shred of her chastity.

The second button was also pulled tight. "Ah...I'm watching...watching you...playing with my...my breasts..."

She uttered filthy words she had never uttered even to her lover, the immense shame making Shi Qing wish she could disappear from the world immediately, tears of humiliation filling her beautiful eyes. The

shameless intruder gave Shi Qing no chance to catch her breath: "Miss, let's kiss."

"No...please spare me this time..."

The whisper in her ear made Shi Qing blush deeply, and she resolutely refused. The thought of a stranger shamelessly groping her in the crowded room, someone she didn't even know, and then demanding a kiss from her, sent shivers down her spine. Her flushed cheeks were lightly kissed twice, and then her lips became the next target, the stranger's burning lips relentlessly pursuing her.

Shi Qing exhaled a breath of despair, instinctively glancing to her right. Thankfully, it was just a tall back. Along with the wall to the left, a corner isolated from everyone else was formed.

His tongue licked back and forth on her cheek; after several feeble attempts to resist, Shi Qing's tender red lips were finally captured.

The man forcefully pressed his lips against hers, breathing heavily, his tongue probing along her gums and into her mouth. Overwhelmed with disgust, Shi Qing's pure lips tried to escape. The man gripped her jaw tightly, using his fingertips to loosen it, allowing his tongue to slip between her teeth.

Shi Qing's resistance gradually weakened. Weak, their tongues were intensely drawn together, intertwining, gradually transforming into a deep kiss like that of true lovers. Overwhelmed with excitement, the man let out a deep groan, savoring the shy resistance of the dignified woman before him as she was forced into a kiss by a stranger. He craved the mucous membrane in Shi Qing's mouth, teasing her soft tongue, even sucking up her sweet saliva, not only lewd but also clinging to her. To call it a kiss would be less accurate than a violation of her oral cavity.

Shi Qing's beauty grew increasingly flushed, not only her lips being violated, but even... Her sensitive breasts were relentlessly kneaded and played with. Her other hand moved to her thighs and inner thighs, caressing them indiscriminately, then began a deep, persistent caress towards her groin. Fingers slipped between her labia, stroking the entrance to her vulva. Shiqing's waist involuntarily arched, trying to escape, but only further accommodating the lewd manipulation.

A very long kiss… The stranger poured his saliva into Shiqing's mouth; she trembled with disgust, her throat emitting a sound of terror from within.

(Oh my god... I actually drank this stranger's saliva...) The reserved woman's body crumbled with shame, and she suddenly exhaled a thick, hot breath.

"Feels good, doesn't it, Miss... Come on, let's kiss again."

"..."

The man opened his mouth wide, as if to swallow Shi Qing's lips whole, attacking fiercely and greedily. Shi Qing couldn't refuse, and even the air in her lungs felt like it was being sucked away; her mind suddenly went blank. But the stranger's kiss was skillful, and Shi Qing had unknowingly been forced into a state of complete submission. The man's tongue swirled violently in her mouth, wrapping around Shi Qing's tongue and sucking. If this continued, she would be dragged into an abyss, Shi Qing trembled in fear.

"Stick your tongue out."

Just moments before, when the stranger's lips brushed against her mouth, she had desperately tried to keep her mouth shut; now, however, she had to open her lips and stick out her tongue. Although she had already been so violated, the shame of having a stranger suck her tongue was a different matter entirely. After a slight hesitation, the stranger shamelessly tightened his grip on Shi Qing's shirt.

Desperately giving up resistance, her eyes tightly closed, her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly, Shi Qing parted her cherry-like lips slightly and slowly extended her small tongue. It was as if something deep inside her had been ripped out, a tremendous shame. The stranger touched the tip of Shi Qing's tongue with the tip of his own tongue, tracing a circle. Shi Qing closed her eyes, furrowed her brows deeply, and unconsciously let out a moan from deep within her throat. It wasn't just a simple, sweet sensation; that sweetness spread from the tip of her tongue throughout her tongue and mouth, making every part feel warm.

"Stick your tongue out a little more."

At the stranger's instruction, Shiqing felt a pang of fear. Letting it out any further would be tantamount to suicide. Besides, she knew it was best he didn't know she was already aroused by him. Being molested and kissed by a stranger in this situation, and showing any reaction, Shiqing felt she'd rather die.

Feeling like a prisoner about to be executed, Shiqing reluctantly stuck her tongue out a little more, while the stranger's tongue tip touched the side of her trembling tongue even more closely.

"Ah...ah..."

Her breathing became heavy, and a faint sound escaped from deep within Shi Qing's throat. Despite her desperate attempts to suppress it, her rapid breathing couldn't be hidden.

After playing with her tongue from the surface to the inside, the stranger's tongue curled up like another creature and then slipped inside, like a small insect crawling along a branch. Each movement touched every erogenous zone in Shi Qing's mouth, and the sensation showed no signs of abating. Her entire mouth was ablaze with desire, as if all the erogenous zones in her body had converged on her tongue.

At this moment, the stranger's left hand slid up to her chest, grasping her swollen and aching breasts.

"Mmm..."

Shi Qing let out a higher moan, her lips closed.

Not only was her tongue ignited, but her slender body and breasts were also ablaze. Her nerves were no longer able to command her breasts, especially when the stranger's hands were kneading them. "Oh..."

Shi Qing's upper body suddenly jerked upwards, forced to grab the stranger's hand, shifting her focus of defense. The pleasure and ecstasy aroused within her spread throughout her body as her breasts were caressed with fiery heat—a stimulation difficult to resist. The hand Shi Qing was gripping the stranger's was now powerless. Her consciousness was hazy, and her defenses were weakening.

As if pressing his advantage, the stranger used his other hand to slightly lift Shi Qing's elegant miniskirt, exposing her bare lower abdomen and beautiful, long legs. Shi Qing's legs were plump and smooth, with alluring curves tracing the tips of her toes, while the stranger's fingers caressed her engorged and erect nipples.

"Ah..."

As his tongue was sucked, Shi Qing's beautiful legs swayed slightly, and her lower body was completely numb and tingling. Her pure and delicate nipples were being lewdly violated, and Shi Qing's fingers curled, her slender thighs tensing unconsciously. Next, she had to shift all the energy that had been focused on her breasts to her thighs, but her already weakened defenses seemed to be useless, and the caresses intensified the fierce attack on her defenseless breasts and tongue.

Shi Qing breathed heavily through her nose; if her mouth hadn't been covered by the stranger's, she didn't know if she would have made any shameful sounds.

Her clothes weren't removed, but the sight of her in a white-collar dress being caressed only amplified the sense of humiliation. Especially when her tight miniskirt was lifted forward, revealing the base of her slender thighs, her torn thong hanging down, her snow-white skin contrasting with her dark pubic hair, the grass still glistening with dew from the stranger's touch. Shiqing could feel the shameful, obscene scene. She

desperately tried to reclaim her chastity, but shame seemed no match for the pleasure. Her long-ravaged vulva felt particularly hot. The stranger used his middle finger as a center point, then used all four fingers to caress her.

"Mmm..."

Shiqing's red lips and tongue were both taken, and the strength to grip the stranger's arm, which was ravaging her breasts, seemed to vanish in an instant.

"Just a little longer!" Shiqing cried out in her heart.

"Ahhh..."

Due to her rapid breathing, Shiqing desperately tried to pull her mouth away, and her body twisted violently. A sobbing sound came from deep in her throat, caused by the stimulation of her erogenous zones by the stranger.

This kind of strength was something she hadn't experienced at the beginning. How could this continue? Shiqing suddenly became alert.

The other party was forcing her to submit, and he was a complete stranger. Even more so, her body was reacting as if she were being caressed by her lover.

Finally, the stranger's mouth left, and Shiqing gasped for breath like a fish out of air, her pert breasts trembling. But immediately, an even more terrifying voice came to her ears: "Miss, your body is already very satisfied, isn't it?... "

Shiqing no longer had the strength to deny it, and in fact, she didn't know how to refute the facts stated by the stranger.

"But my body is still suppressing... Miss..."

As if afraid Shiqing wouldn't understand, the thick, hot penis between his legs throbbed as if explaining, and Shiqing's whole body stiffened instantly.

Could it be... that she was going to be raped in this crowded place...? Just thinking of the word "rape" sent a rush of heat to Shiqing's head. Although all her feminine sanctuaries had been shamefully violated, Shiqing could still barely forgive herself. Being molested by a pervert, her body could still remain pure inside. But being "raped," there was no excuse. The thought of being roughly penetrated by a strange man's thick penis... The thought of being penetrated in her pure body filled Shi Qing with disgust, like swallowing a fly. Especially being openly raped in a crowd—she would never be able to face anyone again.

She twisted her waist nervously, trying to escape the thick, hard penis pressing against her lips like a red-hot iron: "No… absolutely not…aren't you enough…"

But her resolute determination was thwarted by the lack of power in her words. Afraid of being heard by the surrounding crowd, she pressed her face against the stranger's, her posture and words resembling a whispered plea to a lover. Shi Qing hated herself; her usual fighting spirit… Where had her courage gone?

Even so, Shiqing made up her mind. If the strange man really tried to force himself on her, she wouldn't care about the shame. Even if everyone saw her in such a humiliating situation, she absolutely couldn't let this lewd stranger take her last virginity.

As if reading Shiqing's mind, the strange man didn't force himself on her: "Don't be nervous, miss... I won't force you... but you have to hold on, miss..."

He said he wouldn't force me! Shiqing thought bitterly. From the moment I got on the bus, he'd ravaged me like this. Did I really want you to treat me like this? But the biggest... With the crisis averted, Shiqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. She just didn't understand why the stranger had said she wouldn't be able to hold on…

The answer came immediately. The stranger suddenly grabbed Shiqing's waist, and with a forceful pull, lifted her slender body upwards, immediately squeezing the gap he had created. His knees were now pressed against the wall in front of her, through her open legs, leaving only her toes on the ground. Her entire weight was supported by her left hand holding the handrail and her toes. This resulted in Shiqing being lifted, her legs spread apart, almost sitting on the stranger's lap. The crisis wasn't over, just changed.

Caught off guard, Shi Qing's weight shifted uncontrollably, pressing against the stranger's thick, erect penis. Her labia were immediately forced open, the hot, massive glans squeezing into her narrow opening, an intense, almost unbearable pleasure shooting through her.

"Ah..."

Shi Qing cried out, immediately rising on her tiptoes, gripping the handrail with all her might. "I keep my word... hang in there, miss..."

The stranger didn't press his advantage, but whispered smugly in Shi Qing's ear. Despite Shi Qing's desperate attempts to arch her body upwards, the large glans slipped slightly out of her opening, but remained firmly pressed against the entrance, her labia unable to close.

(Despicable!) Shi Qing, still shaken, suddenly understood the lewd meaning behind the stranger's words.

Although he had promised not to force her, the stranger had arranged her in such an obscene position, their genitals shamefully intertwined. Even if the stranger didn't actively penetrate her, once she could no longer support herself on her toes, her entire body weight would automatically allow his vicious, enormous penis to penetrate her honey hole.

Moreover, the stranger could claim that he hadn't forced her, that she had willingly allowed him to penetrate her pure honey hole.

(Despicable! Vulgar! Shameless!... Shi Qing was both angry and anxious, desperately twisting her body to escape the terrifying predicament before her.

The stranger calmly spread Shi Qing's long, slender legs wide apart, his right hand tightly gripping her slender waist, his left hand pinching her full breasts, and with the powerful pressure of his abdomen and thighs, he pressed Shi Qing firmly into his arms. She couldn't exert any strength by only touching the ground with her toes; Shi Qing was like a butterfly firmly nailed to a wall, struggling in vain, completely unable to escape. In her forceful twisting, she forgot about their intimately connected genitals, and almost let the terrifying glans penetrate her again.) Inside her honeyed cave, already lubricated with honeyed fluid, Shi Qing frightenedly stopped struggling, desperately tensing her long, slender legs. However, this only stopped the thick glans from thrusting further in; her slender waist was tightly gripped, making it impossible to avoid the embarrassing situation of their genitals being pressed together. Even this alone almost made Shi Qing faint. The stranger's penis had breached the first line of defense; her delicate labia were helplessly forced apart, the thick, hot glans pressing tightly against the entrance of her chaste flesh. Her naked, tender flesh was forced to accept the contact and friction of the penis—this was already only a hair's breadth away from actual intercourse.

"Enjoy it slowly, Miss… As long as you can bear it, I will never force you, Miss…"

The stranger firmly controlled the situation, beginning a ruthless and thorough mental torment of Shi Qing's chaste heart. At the same time, his left hand reached out, forcefully snatching the hanging ring that Shi Qing was desperately clinging to, wrapping it around the railing so that Shi Qing could no longer reach it.

"You… how despicable…"

Responding bitterly to the stranger's shameless advances, Shi Qing was both ashamed and anxious, caught in a dilemma. Unwilling to endure this humiliating predicament, yet afraid to struggle, she could only concentrate her strength, using her toes to maintain her posture, allowing the stranger to revel in the pleasure of her tight, youthful opening pressing against his large glans.

The stranger wasn't in a hurry to enjoy Shi Qing's virginal honeyed orifice. He savored the shy, anxious, yet powerless expression of the elegant white-collar woman who had been so poised before getting on the bus, while shamelessly assaulting her already ravaged body once more. When Shi Qing despairingly gave up struggling, the stranger again reached for her breasts, kneading them. Like a power plant, waves of pleasure emanated from those breasts, spreading to every part of her body. Her knees had lost their strength, and Shi Qing felt as if she were about to collapse, instinctively grabbing the stranger's shoulders. As if under anesthesia, the stranger's hand moved from her chest to her side, then to her slender waist, like that of a young girl; then it slid down from her waist.

"Ah ah..."

Shi Qing's left hand gripped the stranger's shoulder, her right hand clutching her briefcase tightly, her fingertips curling, her entire beautiful body curves reversed, her face displaying a look of utter despair.

Without any resistance, the stranger completely lifted her miniskirt between them. Only her torn panties hung at her snow-white waist, revealing the exquisite curves of Shi Qing's lower body. Her slender, long body exuded feminine charm, most notably her two delicate ankles. Her long, slender thighs appeared soft and rounded, radiating the vitality of a young woman. With legs like those, of course, she would never wear stockings. Moreover, her buttocks, freed from the confinement of her silk panties, were slightly upturned, as if they were being lifted up. And those breasts, usually pressed tightly by her bra, looked even more beautiful when the bra was removed.

The strange man used his skillful fingers to trace a path from her lower abdomen down to the base of her thighs, playing with the protruding part with his middle finger from below, seemingly caressing it without any affectation, then pinching and rubbing the most sensitive spot with his thumb.

Her thighs cramped slightly, and as soon as she relaxed her legs, her tight, moist opening immediately felt the pressure of his large penis. Shi Qing hurriedly focused her consciousness, trying her best to lift her waist upwards. But the current had already spread from that deepest point throughout her body, and the secret flesh in that warm, moist valley was already soaking wet.

She could hardly stand anymore. Shi Qing felt desperate. She wasn't at all self-conscious about her body proportions; in fact, she was quite confident. Therefore, if the other person was her lover, and she was praised for being naked, she wouldn't feel disgusted at all. But this time was different; the other person was a shameless, lecherous stranger.

When her breasts were squeezed, unlike usual, they felt heavier and protruded forward, their bulging appearance almost embarrassing. The erect nipples, about two or three centimeters long, tingled with a tingling, itchy, and slightly swollen pain at the tips of the unfamiliar man's skillful teasing. Of course, it was filled with humiliation and shame, but the pleasure mixed with the pain spread throughout her body from those delicate nipples. The unfamiliar man pressed his lips to her ear,

gently blowing air.

Shi Qing trembled slightly at that, and the man, his lips still blowing on her ear, then licked her earlobe with his tongue, the sweet waves flowing down to the center of her body. Compared to the previous subtle contact, the more intense the touch, the stronger the pleasure. Her once-slowed nerves focused once more on Shi Qing's breasts. Even as Shi Qing leaned back, her firm breasts retained their beautiful shape.

They seemed oblivious to Shi Qing's will, as if harboring resentment for the past year of mistreatment. The full, firm breasts acted on their own, seemingly welcoming the stranger's fondling. Shi Qing couldn't even muster the will to defend herself; it was as if all means of resistance had been taken away. She accepted the stranger's caresses, hoping to minimize her suffering. The stranger

's hand stroked the inside of her knee, moving down her thigh towards her groin. "Ah…"

Shi Qing instantly lost control, almost crying out.

The rubbing of her firm breasts had already caught her off guard, and now her labia were being rubbed as well.

"Oh… ooh… ah…"

Clutching her hands and curling her toes, Shi Qing still tried to defend herself. But her body, so roughly and lewdly violated,

felt like it was burning with lava, from the surface of her labia all the way inside.

"Ugh...no..."

Shiqing curled up, trying to hide her head with her half-long hair.

"Oh..."

Gasping as if she were dying, Shiqing spread her legs tightly.

This was also a blind spot, something Shiqing had never thought of. Until now, her thighs had been touched before, but never like this, her entire leg was numb. The stranger didn't seem to miss that bud either, circling it with his fingers, playing with it lightly and heavily with his fingertips.

"Oh..."

With her thighs as the center, her waist rose up, Shiqing seemed to give up everything, and heat seemed to surge from the outlet of her body. Although he didn't directly touch the protruding bottom, it was as if an acupoint had been touched, making her incredibly ashamed, and her body was filled with juice. At the same time, Shiqing's body felt a thirst for the first time in her life. The juice gushing from her body was that symbol.

The stranger's erotic and skillful caresses had an unexpected effect. From her toes down to the bottom of her thighs, the lewd teasing began to shake the foundations of Shi Qing's senses. The fingertips explored deeper, as if trying to suck up the tendons inside.

"Ah...ah..."

In sync with the movements, Shi Qing's waist involuntarily twisted slightly.

While she outwardly maintained the composure of a white-collar woman, her body was beginning to crumble from the inside out. Her chaste labia were parted, exposing the entrance to her center. Shi Qing was filled with sensuality and humiliation, feeling the shame and humiliation of having her internal organs exposed, as if she had been thrown into a vat of boiling oil. But the sensuality was unstoppable, even showing signs of increasing, to the point where Shi Qing's rationality was almost beyond control.

Erotic fingers gently and heavily caressed the inner mucous membrane, and Shi Qing's body trembled slightly.

Her pure valley was beginning to become muddy, and the stranger's left hand attacked her breasts. It was the first time her breasts had become so full; that excited look was truly shameful.

"Ah..."

Beneath those full breasts, the stranger's hand was cupping them, causing the plump breasts to sway shamefully.

The sexual sensations hidden deep within her nipples were awakened. When his fingertips reached the pink areolas, Shiqing's face twitched from side to side, emitting a sound as if she were about to cry. When her lover touched her breasts, Shiqing's body was usually governed by reason; but when a stranger teased her, Shiqing felt as if her mind was going to go blank.

The numb, engorged, erect, delicate nipples were teased by the stranger's fingertips. "Oh!"

As if struck by a high-voltage current, Shiqing twisted her upper body, arching her back. Her entire chest, with her nipples at the apex, seemed to be on fire. The stranger's fingertips forcefully kneaded the upper part of those young and beautiful breasts, the pleasurable ripples almost shattering Shiqing's reason.

"Ah!"

Shi Qing exhaled a deep, hot breath, desperately trying to concentrate her remaining thoughts and forget the terrible fingers ravaging her breasts.

But what's even more terrifying is that it's not just her breasts that are being ravaged. Shi Qing's chaste lips have already been humiliated and subjugated to the stranger's large glans, shamefully holding the smooth, hot glans tightly. With the slight swaying of the car, the tender flesh is squeezed and rubbed, turning into a hot, honeyed nectar that begins to flow down the surface of the stranger's glans. The tip of the glans pulsates inside her flower lips, and Shi Qing's pleasure intensifies.

"No..."

she struggles inwardly with shame.

Shi Qing lifts her waist, and the stranger's glans moves in and out of her honey hole. Shi Qing feels like she's about to fly; she has never experienced anything like this before. The stranger's fingertips attack the last pearl—the engorged bud. For this pearl, the stranger attacks from the periphery, stimulating it thoroughly before enveloping it entirely with his fingertips, but still not conquering the pearl, only lightly rubbing it.

"Ah...ah..."

With a muffled moan, Shi Qing spasms and arches her back.

A powerful surge of joy, and the trembling of unquenchable desire, seemed to have nothing to do with Shi Qing's will. The hot rain made Shi Qing let out a sobbing echo.

"Ah!..."

Pearls were snatched into fingers, and Shi Qing's outstretched toes curled up. Her wet lips were pressed against, and the thick, burning tip squeezed relentlessly. Her already burning body seemed about to explode.

"Ah...ah..."

Attacked from above and below, Shi Qing desperately tried to find a way to escape, but this did not diminish the pleasure. Even if she could escape, her unguarded ears and inner thighs would experience endless pleasure.

Her upper body writhed like a snake, and Shi Qing moaned repeatedly between sensuality and anxiety. Her disgust for the despicable stranger remained unchanged, but after being so roughly ravaged, her breasts were burning hot, and her labia were inexplicably dripping with fluid. The heat from her breasts and labia naturally spread to Shiqing's armpits and inner thighs.

"Your body wants it, doesn't it? Miss…you're really craving it!"

The lecherous man nibbled at Shiqing's earlobe, teasingly whispering in her ear. Shiqing gritted her teeth, desperately rebuilding her gradually weakening defenses. Even so, with her breasts so erect and gushing fluid from her clitoris, it was impossible to say "no." No matter how ugly her body appeared, her mind and body couldn't allow it. The confidence and pride of a white-collar woman from a multinational corporation—to be ravaged by this lowly stranger. "How long are you going to keep up this act, miss?... "

The stranger rubbed her pert breasts, gleefully savoring Shi Qing's distressed expression: "Your breasts are so swollen, and your nipples are so erect..."

Shi Qing resolutely bit her lower lip, pretending not to hear the stranger's lewd teasing.

The stranger traced his fingertips from below her labia upwards. "Ah..."

Shi Qing twisted her waist upwards in distress.

The stranger then gently traced his fingertips on Shi Qing's pink and sensitive clitoris a second and third time.

"Ugh... ah... ah..."

she uttered, a sound like she was about to collapse, a desperate expression appearing on her face twisted with shame.

"Excellent reaction! Miss, why did you do that just now?"

Amidst the stranger's mocking tone, Shi Qing tried to regain her rationality from the quagmire of sensuality, straightening her limbs.

The stranger's fingers attacked Shi Qing's erect nipples again.

"Oh!..."

Clenching her hands and curling her fingertips, Shi Qing felt the sweet impact, letting out a trembling sound. Her face, which had just barely tightened, became intoxicated again.

Waves of pleasure, even stronger than before, washed over her entire body. Regardless of Shi Qing's will, her full lips were half-open, trembling slightly.

"Ah..."

The stranger's fingertips moved up the slope of another breast, relentlessly pursuing its peak.

"Ah... um..."

Her slender, exquisite body twisted gently; Shi Qing felt almost burning.

In her hazy mind, she had no idea whether she was running away or welcoming those five terrifying fingers.

The stranger's fingertips finally climbed onto the pink, erect nipple.

"Ah..."

It felt as if her spine had been broken, the impact reverberating throughout her body. The engorged nipples turned even more upwards. The strange man traced the beautiful areola with his fingers. Wolf Car 3 (Ah! No, stop!) Shi Qing cried out in her chest, her full breasts, seemingly about to burst, seemed to want to chase after that finger. The stranger, as if pressing his advantage, parted her labia with his right hand, gently pinching her nipple. Sweet waves of pleasure emanated from the tips of her beautifully outstretched limbs. Her already burning body felt like it was being fueled by oil, burning even more intensely with sensuality.

"Ah…no…"

Shi Qing frowned, her body trembling with the intense pleasure.

The fingertip slid again.

"Oh!…"

Shi Qing clenched her hands, her fingertips bending deeply, as if her spine, pubic bone, and lower limbs were all melting. It wasn't from the strong friction, but from the soft tips of the fingertips.

When the stranger's fingertip brushed against her delicate nipple for the third time, it wasn't just Shi Qing's internal body that felt like fire was erupting from every part of her body.

"Ugh..."

A soft whimper escaped her lips, her breath coming in deep gasps, her fair skin flushed crimson. It was no longer a matter of defense; the pleasure emanating from her hidden garden paralyzed her entire body in an instant. Her delicate nipples trembled slightly, like gasps, an unnatural shudder spreading from her lower abdomen to her waist. The tip of the thick glans

plunged once more into the tight entrance of her honeyed lips.

"Ah..."

Awakening from her daze, Shi Qing desperately tried to escape the terrifying, unfamiliar penis, forcing her to thrust forward.

The stranger didn't pursue, but instead wantonly played with the area around the entrance to Shi Qing's honeyed cave, the thick glans savoring the pleasure of the tender flesh clenching and rubbing against her. Shi Qing tensed her limbs; no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape this humiliating position. The strange man wasn't just after her body; he also wanted to taste her shame and humiliation! Refusing to add to the lewd man's pleasure, Shi Qing gritted her teeth, intending to remain unresponsive.

But to the strange man, Shi Qing's furrowed brows and clenched teeth only increased his excitement; his large glans throbbed with even greater excitement. Just this kind of teasing was enough to drive Shi Qing mad with shame. Her chaste honeyed orifice was actually gripping the large glans of a complete stranger. Even before penetration, Shi Qing was already burning with immense shame.

"It's disgusting, but it feels good, doesn't it... Miss..."

Shamelessly teasing Shi Qing's subtle contradictions, the strange man's thick penis pressed against the entrance of her tight honeyed orifice, throbbing defiantly. Although she knew her refusal would only increase the strange man's pleasure, hearing such a lewd comment, Shi Qing couldn't help but slightly turn her head away in denial. "Don't be shy... If you want it, come and do it yourself, Miss..."

"ah……"

Shi Qing gasped softly. The stranger pushed off with his legs, lifting Shi Qing's slender body up until only her toes barely touched the ground. Her weight instantly plummeted, and Shi Qing's tight, moist opening immediately felt the intrusion of his large, hard penis. A desperate scream echoed deep within her, and Shi Qing suddenly mustered all her strength to support herself on her toes. But her delicate toes couldn't support her entire weight, and her body involuntarily tried to fall, only to be stopped by the large penis. Shi Qing convulsively tensed her long legs.

"If you can't hold on, don't force it, Miss… I know you want it too…"

While savoring Shi Qing's almost-crying shame and despair, the stranger continued to ravage her forbidden zone. But cunningly, he only lightly teased her nipples and the buds of her vagina with his fingertips, attacking her source of pleasure while giving her no chance to regain her balance. Her sensitive nerves were expertly manipulated, and Shi Qing felt utterly powerless. Her knees buckled, her body slumped, only to be immediately met with a burning erection.

"Don't grit your teeth... it's already in so far, Miss..." The man

relentlessly lewdly played with Shi Qing's most sensitive areas, giving her no chance to breathe, while simultaneously using obscene language to destroy her last shred of rationality. The stranger, while reveling in the pleasure of his thick glans penetrating deeper and deeper into Shi Qing's tight, virgin-like honeyed cave, greedily stared at her flushed, hot face, savoring the shameful and humiliating expression on this reserved, dignified white-collar woman's face as her chastity was violated inch by inch.

She desperately tried to hold onto the wall, but to no avail. She clearly felt the thick glans completely inserted into her chaste, secret honeyed cave, the burning, thick pressure shooting from her lower abdomen to her throat. Shi Qing's body suddenly stiffened as if electrocuted, the terrifying cannon withdrawing slightly.

He couldn't resist moving as soon as it went in? "Miss... take your time, I'll give you enough pleasure..."

Her mind went blank, too incapable to refute the stranger's deliberately lewd misinterpretation. All of Shi Qing's strength was concentrated on her ballet-like tiptoes, her long, slender legs trembling slightly as she struggled to maintain her balance.

The large glans filled Shi Qing's wet, tight honeypot, pulsating and swelling incessantly. The stranger had made up his mind to make this reserved, dignified white-collar woman willingly surrender her virginity to a complete stranger.

("I can't take it anymore... husband, save me...") She cried out in despair deep inside, but her delicate toes could no longer support her weight, and Shi Qing's slender body finally collapsed. The stranger's large glans shamelessly met her, deeply penetrating Shi Qing's virgin honeypot, which had never been opened to any other man besides her lover. Her innocent, tender flesh immediately and unknowingly clamped down on the intruder. Shi Qing felt the thick, fiery rod fully stretching open her petite body. "You're so tight, Miss... Is this your first time having sex with a man in front of so many people?" Her

blank mind was reminded of the shameful reality. Shi Qing struggled with her last bit of strength like a beautiful butterfly on the verge of death, but her futile upward thrusts turned into humiliation as she used her honey hole to thrust the rod in and out. The sharp edges of the thick glans rubbed against the sensitive tender flesh of the honey hole's inner walls, sending electric shocks and fiery sensations through her entire body.

"Your little mouth on top said no... but your little mouth on the bottom is biting a man so tightly..."

Not only her body, but also her chaste soul was cruelly ravaged. The stranger's hands suddenly released Shi Qing's body, leaving only their genitals pressed together. With nowhere to put her weight, Shi Qing's tall and slender figure seemed to be completely pierced and lifted up by the stranger's thick, hard rod. The spasmodic struggle couldn't last long; her slender toes, supporting her entire weight, felt like they were about to break.

("I can't take it anymore... Husband, Shiqing is so sorry...") Her thighs had already spasmed, and Shiqing's taut body finally collapsed, her tender honey hole immediately being deeply pierced by the fiery rod.

"Ah... No...!"

A desperate scream echoed from the depths of her heart. Shiqing's collapsing body no longer had the strength to struggle, her helpless honey hole humiliatingly clamping down on the brutal conqueror.

("Shameless pervert... I've finally been penetrated... Husband, forgive me...") Her humiliated and shameful face spasmed for a moment as the unfamiliar sex toy mercilessly and thoroughly pierced through Shiqing's last vestige of virginity.

Her virgin-like tight honey hole was completely filled and penetrated, the enormous pressure in her lower abdomen pressing against her throat, making it hard to breathe. Shiqing unconsciously opened her mouth slightly. Her sexy, slightly parted, delicate red lips were immediately inserted by a rough finger, and her small tongue was also roughly played with. Shi Qing's already frozen mind was hazy, as if she were watching a pornographic film with her husband, where the female lead was also being eroded in this erotic way, her upper and lower mouths being brutally raped by a man.

Her chaste honey hole was now also being subjected to obscene humiliation, the terrible erotic device pulsating intensely under the tight grip of her tender flesh. Not only was it thicker than her lover's, Shi Qing was horrified to discover that although her tender cervix was being pressed against the hot glans, her buttocks were still not touching the stranger's lower abdomen.

("Is it really that long?...") Shi Qing could hardly believe this terrible fact.

Her beautifully curved body was like being held up by the only fulcrum of the strange erotic device, Shi Qing could not maintain her body, but even the slightest twist of her limbs caused intense friction in her honey hole.

"You're twisting so slutly! Miss... You're still pretending to be a virgin on the surface..."

Unable to bear the immense humiliation, Shi Qing desperately tried to push her lower abdomen forward, futilely trying to escape the thick, fiery rod penetrating her.

"Stop pretending, miss... Don't forget, you're the one who let me in..."

Having humiliated the previously reserved office lady enough, the stranger no longer relaxed. His thick body pressed heavily against her, his right hand tightly gripping Shi Qing's slender waist, and his erect penis began its terrifying attack.

Overwhelmed by apocalyptic fear, Shi Qing curled up in a final act of resistance. But after the stranger's wrist subdued Shi Qing's slender body, he used the strength of her spread thighs to try and force his thick penis into her secret passage from behind.

"No!..."

A whimper of resistance escaped from her gagged red lips.

Shi Qing desperately clung to the wall, her long, slender legs trembling. In that instant, the stranger's tip plunged deep into Shi Qing's body.

"Ugh..."

Shi Qing's face, pale with fear, convulsed in an instant, her full, pert buttocks feeling as if they were being split in two. The intense impact felt like it was tearing Shi Qing's delicate body apart, the burning heat reaching deep into her uterus. Shi Qing felt herself being stretched and expanded in a way she had never experienced before. And although the stranger looked rough, he hadn't been rough yet, at least not from his movements during penetration.

He inserted the tip deep into Shi Qing's body, then slowly began to move forward from directly below. If he didn't do this, her body would probably be torn apart! Shi Qing subconsciously felt grateful for the stranger's tenderness, but immediately understood her situation and quickly suppressed this shameful thought.

But no matter how carefully she entered, the impact and overwhelming sensation from the unfamiliar, thick penis still irresistibly grew larger, making Shi Qing feel as if she were suffocating. Until now, she had only had sexual intercourse with her lover, and comparing this stranger's penis to her husband's was like comparing an adult to a child. Therefore, Shi Qing's body cooperated with the unknown size, slowly expanding.

It wasn't just big; the hardness like steel, the heat like a branding iron, were all firsts for Shi Qing.

A soft pant escaped Shi Qing's small nose; her limbs had exhausted all their strength, and she had given up any instinctive resistance. It was probably due to the oppressive force of that weapon, that throbbing, erect penis. Her body had been completely possessed by a stranger; if things went wrong, she might even damage herself!

The size of the penis already inserted into Shi Qing's body was twice that of anything she had ever experienced before, meaning it was only halfway in. This wasn't just based on sensation; more terrifyingly, although Shi Qing's body was already filled with a throbbing presence, the stranger's waist was still several centimeters away from hers. Shi Qing's pert buttocks and the stranger's waist were connected by a stiff penis. This wasn't just because the stranger's penis was so long and large, but also because Shi Qing's body still had to endure some more torment. Needless to say, her mind and body couldn't take it anymore.

The stranger seemed to understand Shi Qing's feelings, so he stopped thrusting and began to withdraw. Shi Qing relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ugh..."

At that moment, a mournful groan escaped from deep within Shi Qing's throat. The penis, which had just been withdrawn, was immediately thrust in again, then withdrawn again... beginning a rhythmic pumping motion.

If she were being raped, of course the perpetrator would do this; but because the impact of that penis was so immense, Shi Qing simply couldn't imagine how that thick, long penis could move in and out of her tight body.

("To be raped in public by a complete stranger...") Her limbs were limp and powerless, Shi Qing put all her strength into her buttocks, enduring the immense humiliation of being raped from both above and below. Since she had already been raped, all she could do now was to satisfy this stranger's desires as soon as possible!

(Just a little more patience... Let go of the humiliation and shock of being raped, try to think of the bright side!) Shiqing encouraged herself. Maybe just a few more minutes, five minutes at most? No matter how painful, it will eventually end!

The unfamiliar sex toy moved in and out rhythmically, lurking beneath Shiqing's elegant white-collar skirt, openly and wantonly thrusting into her chaste secret passage amidst the crowded carriage. No one could imagine that in the corner of the crowded carriage, the slender and pretty white-collar woman was currently feigning composure, desperately maintaining a pure and refined appearance. Her expression was distorted, yet beneath her elegant white-collar skirt lay complete nakedness. Her pure, innocent vulva was being brutally ravaged by a strange sex toy, her chaste body being openly raped by a complete stranger.

Shi Qing possessed long, slender arms and legs, and a delicate, sexy waist. Her snow-white skin, combined with her elegant black suit, exuded a captivating allure. The exquisite curves from her breasts to her buttocks were enough to drive a man mad.

In the past, when making love with her husband, it always seemed quite quick when he came from behind. Normally, five minutes would pass, but with him from behind, it usually only lasted half that time. But Shiqing had never felt particularly dissatisfied, always assuming that sex with a man was just like that.

But there were always exceptions. Like this stranger currently, whose penis was deeply inserted into Shiqing's body—it had been over five minutes, probably even ten! But the stranger seemed to be mechanically and precisely performing repeated in-and-out movements, neither slow nor fast, as if he had plenty of time. He had been going in and out of Shiqing's tight, moist hole for a full ten minutes!

"Ah...ah..."

Reason refused to admit it, but a growing heat was beginning to rise deep within her body. Shiqing was ashamed to discover that her body was involuntarily clenching the thick, erect penis deeply inserted inside her.

The penis, which had been rhythmically moving in and out of her, was now trying to penetrate even deeper. But it wasn't in a frantic rush; rather, it was advancing with small, precise movements. (Ah!...it's already reached my cervix...it probably can't go any further...)

But even Shiqing found it strange that her body was gradually opening up to welcome the penis. The rhythmic in-and-out movements of the first ten minutes seemed like a warm-up for this. After being further penetrated by the thick, hard penis, Shiqing's body felt light and airy, as if she were about to fly. The unfamiliar penis, which had been inside her for a full ten minutes, was once again relentlessly trying to let Shiqing feel its unique sensation.

"Oh...oh...um..."

With those small movements, the penis penetrated even deeper inside her, and the muffled cries from deep within Shiqing's throat grew increasingly uncontrollable. If the stranger were to thrust in all at once, Shiqing was terrified she would lose control and scream.

Gradually, the stranger's lower abdomen reached their point of contact, Shiqing's buttocks and the stranger's waist were now joined together, tightly intertwined, and Shiqing experienced for the first time the sensation of her uterus making a sound. Compared to her husband, this stranger allowed Shiqing to experience the fullness of her body being expanded and filled to its maximum extent. Even if that weren't the case, this stranger was probably the first man to make Shi Qing's body defy its own reason, her body spontaneously opening up to welcome him!

Although she didn't want to admit it, the only one who could reach her uterus directly was this unfamiliar stranger! Apart from the initial assault, from the moment of penetration onwards, no violence was used. If there was any violence at all, it was probably that thick, erect penis that was penetrating her tight body, recklessly going in and out!

The penis then began to thrust again, this time not gradually, but at a rapid pace.

Shi Qing simply couldn't believe that such a long and thick penis could actually enter and exit her slender, girlish body. Nearly twenty minutes had passed since the beginning. The size of the stranger's penis, and the length of time it took to penetrate and withdraw, were all new to Shi Qing. And after twenty minutes, the stranger's rhythm hadn't changed at all. If there was any change, it was probably that the stranger was increasing the force of his thrusts from below.

When the penis reached her cervix, the stranger's lower abdomen pressed against Shi Qing's buttocks, and their bodies made a slight sound, but it was immediately drowned out by the noise in the car.

Shi Qing began to panic. No matter how the stranger's penis penetrated her, all she felt now was humiliation and shame. She had never been touched by a man other than her husband, but this first time was being openly violated and molested by a complete stranger in a crowd, and now her virginity had been thoroughly raped. But being so frantically ravaged left a particularly deep impression on Shi Qing, almost unforgettable, and a sense of unease began to creep into her mind. The stranger's left hand withdrew from Shi Qing's numb, delicate red lips, lifted her slightly disheveled top, and effortlessly assaulted her defenseless breasts.

"Mmm...oh..."

Shi Qing arched her upper body, and without her noticing, her breasts had become incredibly firm.

Her pert nipples were already more than twice as elastic as normal, and now, stimulated, they had become even larger and firmer, which was truly unbelievable. Her nipples, which had been violated since she boarded the bus, still stood erect and alluringly erect despite having had a brief respite. But their current state was definitely abnormal. While they had been touched by her lover before, it had never been this intense. It was probably a result of being raped by a stranger, her body penetrated, causing delusions of humiliation and disgust. And that disgust seemed to be growing stronger. But her innocent breasts completely betrayed Shiqing's will. When the stranger grabbed her breasts and played with them from top to bottom, Shiqing felt humiliated, realizing that her tight vagina involuntarily gripped his penis tighter and tighter. With her swollen breasts being held so tightly, Shiqing felt her body being pressed further inward, while the penis deeply inserted into her grew even larger. At the same time, she suddenly felt a burning flame expanding within her, spreading from a single point to a wider area, but the stranger remained nonchalant, continuing his thrusting motion.

"Is it good, Miss...?"

The strange man's lewd whispers rang in Shi Qing's ears again, and Shi Qing stubbornly turned her head to the side.

"Being fucked by a man and still able to act so dignified, no wonder you're a white-collar lady from a big company..."

Biting her delicate lips tightly, Shi Qing wished she could plug her ears with something.

"Doing it in front of so many people, isn't it incredibly satisfying?... And with a complete stranger..."

His face was tense, displaying an expression of absolute indifference, but even Shiqing herself felt the smoldering fire within her intensify instantly, a profound humiliation engulfing her. Yet, the strange man's lewd words strangely stirred some inexplicable nerve in her body, and Shiqing's vagina involuntarily contracted and tightened, she could feel nectar seeping from deep within.

"I'll teach you how to enjoy it even more, miss... Tell me, what are we doing?... "

She couldn't give in any longer; Shiqing almost bit her lip until it bled.

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