[Fu Mingxia and Leung Kam-chung] Author: Unknown

Fu Mingxia and Leung Kam-chung
Author: Unknown
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Seeing the news of Fu Mingxia and Leung Kam-chung's marriage in the newspaper reminded me of an old story . I'd like
to share it with you all here; believe it or not, it's up to you.
This happened about seven or eight years ago. For a while, the national diving team came to our area for training, using
the provincial sports school's swimming pool. This place wasn't normally open to the public, but because it was built on campus, management
wasn't very strict. They just closed the main gate directly to the outside, and there was no one specifically guarding it. However, if anyone from outside was found
swimming there, they would be punished.
This swimming pool was built in a corner at the back of the campus, next to a wall. There were gates both inside and outside the campus. During competitions
, tickets were sold, and the gate to the outside was open. Normally, the gate to the outside was closed, and to enter the swimming pool, you had to
go through the campus, which was very remote. Moreover, getting into the sports school wasn't easy; the gate was very strictly guarded.
There's a flush toilet and a changing room with showers in this swimming pool. I sometimes go there
to check things out. The sports school gates are strict, but I have my own ways. I found a small door connecting the school cafeteria to the outside,
making it easy to get in and out.
Because the swimming pool is deep in the campus, there aren't many people around, so people inside are rarely on guard, making
it easy for me to sneak a peek.
That day, I went again. When I got there, there were only a few people inside, all women.
I couldn't make out who they were from a distance, but their diving was spectacular. I watched for a while, and then,
somehow, I came to the entrance and saw a piece of paper that read: "National Diving Team Training, Campus Activities
Suspended." That's when I realized I had just seen some big stars.
I suddenly thought, how exciting it would be to sneak a peek at these big stars!
With that idea in mind, I stopped watching their performance and quietly went to the men's restroom in the pool, patiently
waiting for them to take the bait. Because the venue was full of women, no one went into the men's restroom, so it was quite safe.
As luck would have it, shortly after I entered the men's restroom, I saw a girl in a swimsuit walk by. She
looked so familiar! Upon closer inspection, it was Fu Mingxia! I'd seen her on TV so many times, but this
was the first time I'd seen her in person. Good heavens, was I really that lucky?
I quickly squatted down in the innermost stall of the men's restroom, placed the reflector in the drain, and prayed that
she would go to the innermost stall of the women's restroom, the one connected to the men's.
Just as I squatted down, I heard clattering footsteps from the women's restroom next door. I was so anxious!
Suddenly, it went dark in the drain, and a pair of feet in slippers appeared in the reflector. It was truly a stroke of luck; she had indeed
gone to the stall next to mine. I was overjoyed, eager to see her secret.
But after a while, she still hadn't squatted down. I got impatient and held the mirror across the drain towards the women's restroom
. I'd studied this before; if a woman is standing, even if you hold the mirror a little closer, she won't see you
. As long as you can't see her face in the mirror, she can't see the mirror.
Looking through the mirror, I understood. She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit, and to relieve herself
, she had to take it off. When I saw her, she had already taken the straps off her hands
and was pulling down her swimsuit. Even her breasts were reflected in the mirror.
Her breasts were very small. She was leaning forward as she pulled down her swimsuit. If it were a woman with larger breasts,
they would hang like two papayas on her chest, swaying slightly with her movements. I'd seen
swaying breasts before. But Fu Mingxia's breasts were just two small mounds of flesh, with tiny, tender pink nipples in the middle
, almost no areolas. The marks from the swimsuit were very clear, black and white indistinguishable.
Fu Mingxia pulled her swimsuit down to her ankles. Because she had pulled it down quite low, I could
see her vulva through the top of the swimsuit. Since she was standing with her legs tightly closed, I could only see her labia majora parting at
a slit, a light pinkish-red color with only a sparse tuft of pubic hair at the front.
In a flash, Fu Mingxia took off her swimsuit, bent over, and squatted down, her buttocks sticking out.
As she squatted, I quickly shrunk the rearview mirror back towards the men's restroom. I had
practiced this countless times and was now very skilled at it, able to do it perfectly in sync.
Now, the vulva of the famous Fu Mingxia was completely displayed before
the eyes of this ordinary yet observant man. Despite her underdeveloped physique and pitifully small breasts, her vulva was remarkably well-developed.
Her labia majora were very thick and appeared quite elastic. While the labia majora were already quite thick, the labia minora
were still clearly visible, a light brown color.
The labia majora were completely hairless, very smooth and clean. A sparse tuft of pubic hair grew at the mons pubis,
with some black specks on either side, suggesting that the pubic hair had been trimmed, leaving the hair roots. It makes sense, considering she wore a swimsuit every day
; if unruly pubic hair grew out, wouldn't it be a public exposure?
Being a young girl, her labia majora and minora were tightly closed, the slit in the middle invisible, protruding between her legs
like a small bun. The labia minora, somewhat curved and wrinkled, stretched out quite a long length
, about one centimeter. Behind the labia majora, near the anus, the perineum forms a beautiful
arc. Inside this arc is a small indentation; only this indentation reminds one that a woman's vulva is
divided into two lobes.
Most notably, Fu Mingxia has a deep
red birthmark on the outer side of her vulva, where the labia majora connect to her anus. It's slightly to the left, about three millimeters in diameter. Anyone with the opportunity can
confirm this with Leung Kam-chung, Fu Mingxia's husband, who certainly knows her secret.
Think about it, even after marriage, he doesn't properly appreciate his wife's vulva. We don't need to be jealous;
for a husband, looking at his wife's vulva, touching her vulva, playing with her vulva, and having sex with her vulva
are all perfectly natural.
Although Leung Kam-chung is older than Fu Mingxia's father, he can still be Fu Mingxia's husband, and
can still see, touch, play with, and have sex with her. The law protects him, and the court has awarded him this right. (I learned this from...)
(Adapted from *The Merchant of Venice*), even Fu Mingxia's father couldn't do anything about it, let alone us bystanders.
What surprised me even more was that in the rearview mirror, a thin white rope was hanging from Fu Mingxia's vulva,
protruding from the indentation in front of her perineum, trailing about two inches long. Haha, today's going to be
a good show; I never thought I'd see Fu Mingxia's menstrual vulva.
Thinking about it later, it really wasn't easy for her to be a world champion. Even during her period, she still had to train in the water. For
ordinary women, even washing their feet with hot water and immersing their entire bodies in water during their period is unthinkable
.
Fu Mingxia next door was unaware that someone was spying on her. Everything proceeded smoothly and calmly. She reached her hand
from behind her waist to under her buttocks, pinched the white thread with her thumb and forefinger, and slowly pulled it out. As the white thread was pulled, her
vulva slowly swelled up. Perhaps because she was young and her vulva was relatively tight, and the tampon had
swelled up a lot due to being soaked in menstrual blood, it was a bit difficult to pull out. She pulled it out very slowly and with great effort, making her vulva swell up very large.
Due to the outward force of the tampon, her already full vulva protruded even more,
a small hole the size of a fingernail appeared in the middle of her vulva, and slowly the tampon finally emerged. Once the head was out, the rest was
easy; the entire tampon slid out of her vulva like she was defecating, hanging precariously in her hand.
As the tampon was pulled out, a long stream of sticky blood gushed from her vulva, dripping into the ditch,
leaving a trail like snot hanging on her vulva, soiling her fair skin.
She let go and threw the tampon into the ditch. I saw that the entire tampon, except for the white thread at the head
, was soaked in menstrual blood, dark red and thick, no less than a man's erect
penis, only shorter, but even thicker. No wonder it was so difficult for her to pull it out earlier
.
There was some water at the bottom of the ditch. The tampon fell into it, and the blood on it slowly seeped and
spread. The red blood swam clearly in the colorless water,
mingling with the blood dripping from her vulva and spreading further. At that moment, I thought that after such a large object was inserted and removed,
her hymen was probably ruined. For the honor of the country, she had made a great sacrifice.
Being a young woman, her vulva was very elastic. As soon as she pulled out the tampon, her labia majora and minora
closed tightly together again. The latter half of the tampon, rather than being pulled out, was
more accurately described as being forced out by her two supple labia. The removal of the tampon and the closing of the labia were simultaneous,
without any difference in timing.
I observed her beautiful vulva intently in the rearview mirror. I saw her labia twitch slightly
twice, and her anus moved at the same time. Then, a stream of urine spurted out of her vulva. Because her
labia were clenched very tightly, the stream of urine was flat and very powerful. The urine shot into
the ditch and splashed back up, scattering droplets onto the mirror, blurring the image in the mirror. I
quickly put the mirror away, wiped it on my trouser leg, and then reached down to continue observing. The
stream of water spurting from her vulva gradually decreased in size and force, until finally it just flowed down her vulva,
washing away the bloodstains stuck to her labia. Urine mixed with menstrual blood flowed down her buttocks to the tip of her buttocks, and the
area around her anus was also wet. Urine stopped flowing from her vulva, but it was still dripping down her buttocks.
Suddenly, I saw her labia deflate, and another flat stream of urine spurted out. Her labia deflated again, and another
stream of urine flowed out. As she released the last few spurts of urine, the movement of her labia and
the contraction of her anus were clearly visible .
After urinating, she didn't immediately wipe herself with toilet paper, remaining squatting there motionless,
her labia and anus occasionally twitching. With each twitch, some menstrual blood spilled from her vulva, as if she were trying to
expel as much blood as possible. Some urine flowed out along with the menstrual blood, still
flowing towards her buttocks.
The sticky menstrual blood clung to her vulva, long and swaying precariously. Perhaps sensing
the blood, she occasionally wiggled her buttocks up and down and side to side, making the blood sway
even more violently. Finally, unable to withstand the combined force of gravity and the swaying, it detached from her vulva and fell with a thud into the ditch,
leaving only a short section still hanging on.
A series of coughing sounds came from nearby; it was Xia getting toilet paper to wipe herself. She took a wad of toilet
paper and reached down from behind her, wiping from front to back. Accidentally, some menstrual blood got onto her
thumb. She quickly moved her hand to the front, wiped the blood off her hand with the toilet paper, and then used another wad of toilet
paper to continue wiping her vulva and the area around her buttocks.
A little while later, I saw her reach down again. This time, it was different; she used toilet paper
to wrap her index finger. I was wondering what was going on when I saw her reach down from the front with her left hand, her thumb and index finger forming a V-shape to
slightly part her labia. She then slowly inserted her right index finger, wrapped in toilet paper, into her vulva. Finally, her entire
index finger was inside her vagina, and as if it wasn't long enough, she pushed it in a couple more times…
Then, she rotated her index finger a few times, moving it in and out a few times before pulling it out.
I could see that the toilet paper wrapped around her finger was stained with a lot of menstrual blood.
She threw away the toilet paper, fumbled around for a while, and then inserted a new tampon under her buttocks. With her left hand,
she parted her labia, and with her right hand, she tried to
insert the tampon into her vagina. Since she couldn't see, she relied entirely on her hands, and after several attempts, she couldn't find the right spot. Finally, she gathered the tampon in her palm and used her fingers to feel for it. Once she found it, she
inserted her finger about a section deep into her vagina before pulling it out and continuing to insert the tampon
. With her left hand, she parted her labia a little more.
This parting revealed the inside of her labia and the vaginal opening completely. I could see that
the mucous membrane inside her labia was almost white, with only a slight reddish tinge, giving it a very clean appearance.
Only a tiny bit of the vaginal opening was visible; it was impossible to tell whether the hymen was broken or not, but the feeling of the membrane was definitely
there.
After some trial and error, she widened her vulva a bit more, making the insertion of the tampon much easier this time.
She carefully inserted the cardboard tube containing the tampon into her vagina, about halfway in. Then, she used
her index finger to hold the bottom of the tube, while her thumb and middle finger pinched the movable tube and slowly pulled it out, much like giving
an injection. Finally, the entire tube was out, and she casually tossed it into the ditch. I
saw a white line floating on Xiaoxia's vulva.
After inserting the tampon, Xiaoxia tested the white line with her hand, then used some toilet paper to wipe her vulva inside and out
. This time, she mainly wiped the inside and outside of her labia, spreading them apart with one hand and wiping with the other. This wiping allowed me to feel
the elasticity, softness, and resilience of her labia, and I was fortunate enough to vaguely see her clitoris. Although it wasn't very clear,
I could still sense that her clitoris seemed somewhat transparent, like a piece of jade, white with a hint of
pink or yellow.
After much rambling and rambling, our star Fu Mingxia finally finished urinating. She squatted down, bent
her back, and stood up. I quickly held up the rearview mirror again. In the mirror, I saw
Fu Mingxia standing there, unhurried and calm, not in a moment of haste.
She wasn't in a hurry to put on her swimsuit. Standing there, leaning over, she touched the thin white string protruding from her vulva,
then parted her labia, fiddling with her clitoris, pulling out her labia minora
to examine them closely. She pulled them out, let go, and they snapped back—she pulled them out again, let go again, and they snapped back again. I couldn't tell if she was observing her body or just
playing around. She carefully wiped away something stuck to her labia minora and dug something away from beside her clitoris.
Then she clapped her hands and slowly put on her black swimsuit…
After putting it on, she reached into her crotch again, perhaps to tidy up her pubic hair or
to position the white string protruding from her vulva to prevent it from showing. Once
everything was ready, our star, Fu Mingxia, leisurely left the women's restroom, out of my sight
.
Seeing the secret of a big star thrilled me and fueled my passion even more. To see
Fu Mingxia's secret further, I went to the dressing room—but that's a story for another time.
The above is just one of the few extremely exciting experiences I've had in my voyeuristic career. Finally , let
me say again, I'm just talking casually; believe it or not, it's up to you.
[The End]

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