[Urban] Fallen Police (Complete) - 1-3

The Fallen Policeman (1) Chapter 1: The Anecdotes of Longbizui

Longbizui Township is a poor township located beside the railway line. The township police station only has three policemen (including myself) and a few auxiliary police officers. Because of the poor finances, they often cannot pay salaries for several months. The police station's task is simple: besides processing various certificates and documents, it is to assist the railway police in preventing and cracking down on railway theft.

But the main job is to collect fees with the township government leaders.

After being sent to this small place, I was in a very bad mood, and I lost contact with Xiaoling. Newspapers and letters are delivered once a month, and the telephones are old-fashioned crank telephones. You might not be able to get through even after calling for half an hour. I was suddenly brought here by the police car from the bureau. There was no time to inform Xiaoling.

The station chief saw that I was young and asked me to follow the township leaders to collect fees. Because I was in a bad mood and had a fiery temper, I spoke and acted very fiercely. In just a few days, everyone in the township, young and old, knew that the young man who had just arrived at the police station was a "donkey" (local slang for someone who is ruthless and heartless). The township leaders, on the contrary, valued my temperament highly, and often specifically requested my assistance with many thorny issues.

At that time, the biggest problem in rural areas was family planning; countless farmers had more children than allowed. The farmers were poor and couldn't afford the fines. So, they resorted to all sorts of methods: taking away cattle, pigs, demolishing houses, and carrying away rice. Occasionally, a farmer would resist, and I would become the suppressor, handcuffing him and detaining him in the township for a few days until he behaved.

Rural people were all distant relatives, and our police chief was always busy in the city running errands and rarely in the station. Another policeman was a sick man in his fifties who basically never came to work. So, people pleaded for favors, pulled strings, and even strangers would come to me for help, eating, drinking, and chatting. In the countryside, they didn't use cups to drink; they used large bowls. That's how I developed my drinking capacity through homemade liquor like corn liquor.

That winter, the weather was particularly cold; it snowed as early as December. The township arrested more than a dozen farmers who hadn't paid their family planning fines and detained them in the police station. I had the community security team keep watch, and I slept in my office, which also served as my single dormitory. This was because I had recently single-handedly taken down a local thug and his two henchmen. The security team members were incredibly impressed with me. They did all the work for me, leaving me with nothing to do.

One evening, I woke up from the cold. I went to the yard and saw a woman in a green cotton-padded jacket standing in front of the house where people were being held. I went over and asked what was wrong, and learned she was a relative of one of the imprisoned farmers. I asked her a couple of questions, but she didn't have money to pay the fine. Too lazy to say anything more, I went back to my office and lit a charcoal fire to warm myself. The woman followed me. She stood at the door, hesitant to come in.

After smoking two cigarettes, I saw the woman still standing there, her face pale with cold, and I felt a pang of sympathy. I invited her in to warm herself by the fire. She sat by the fire and began to tell me her story. It turned out her name was Wu Xiu, and she was an employee of the township supply and marketing cooperative.

The man arrested was her cousin. He was the only son in their family, and he had two daughters. The elders in the family believed that the lineage couldn't end with only one son, so they insisted on having a son.

Now they had a son, but her cousin had been arrested. The family couldn't afford the fine, so they asked Wu Xiu to ask someone to intercede, but the township officials all said I was a "donkey" and hard to talk to. She had no choice but to come to me herself. She hoped I could release her cousin first, and they could pay the fine after raising enough money before the New Year.

Looking at Wu Xiu's almost tearful expression, I sighed inwardly. People without money, power, or connections are so pitiful. Relatives and friends of the township head and secretary wouldn't arrest him, and even if they did, releasing him would be a simple matter of a word.

Seeing me sitting there expressionless, Wu Xiu became even more terrified. Looking at her pitiful appearance, I suddenly realized she was actually a beautiful, voluptuous young woman, and a wicked thought arose within me. My heart pounded.

I feigned a troublesome expression. But my eyes were fixed on her full breasts and pretty face with lust.

Wu Xiu was a mature and sensitive woman, and she quickly realized my intentions, her face burning red.

As I admired her, I inwardly marveled that such a beauty could exist in this remote, impoverished place.

Wu Xiu had very fair skin; in this mountainous region, like many impoverished areas, fair-skinned women were plentiful. But those as fair as Wu Xiu were rare. Her hair was black and shiny, neatly combed, and her full breasts pushed her cotton-padded jacket high, giving her a clean and refreshing appearance.

I pretended to be cold and closed the door, gently locking it with a hidden lock. With the sound of the door closing, Wu Xiu's body trembled slightly. I sat down beside her, deliberately touching her body. I warmed my hands over the brazier, and Wu Xiu's face glowed like blood in the firelight. A faint fragrance wafted from her body, arousing my desire. I boldly grasped her hand; it was smooth and soft.

Wu Xiu didn't resist my advances; instead, as if losing her support, she leaned towards me. I naturally wrapped my arms around her waist, my fingers eagerly rubbing her high, full breasts. Through her thick cotton-padded coat, I could only vaguely feel her breasts. This was the first time I'd had physical contact with a woman other than my girlfriend, Xiaoling. My heart pounded violently; I felt a mix of trepidation and a strange thrill.

My intimacy with Xiaoling was limited to kissing and caressing. I held Wu Xiu, afraid to make any sudden movements, lest she cry out. I tentatively kissed her cheek, just like when I was intimate with Xiaoling, gently kissing her cheek and earlobe.

Wu Xiu nestled in my arms, motionless, only gripping the stool tightly. I tentatively slipped my hand inside her cotton-padded coat; underneath was a thin undershirt, and my palm could feel the warmth of her skin.

My hand swiftly grasped her breast, and Wu Xiu's body trembled, collapsing limply into my arms. I felt the intimate contact between Wu Xiu's body and mine, my palm gently kneading her firm breasts. Wu Xiu's hand lightly stroked my thigh, and my penis immediately hardened, pressing against her waist. Wu Xiu felt my erection

, raised her head, and looked at me with watery eyes, saying, "I'm a little cold!"

Then she buried her head in my chest again.

It took me a while to react, a surge of heat rushing to my brain. I picked Wu Xiu up, walked a few steps to the bedside, and lifted the blanket to place her on the bed.

Wu Xiu pulled the blanket over herself, closed her eyes, and trembled as she said to me, "You...you turn around, don't look at me."

Seeing her delicate and shy expression, my desire burned even more fiercely.

I turned around, walked to the window, and looked out. The courtyard was dark and empty. The house across the street where people were being held was quiet. The door to the joint defense team's duty room was tightly shut. The entire police station courtyard was eerily quiet in the cold night.

Turning back, I saw Wu Xiu lying quietly on the bed, a pile of clothes on the chair in front of it. Only then did I realize what I was doing. Using my power to coerce and humiliate a woman, rape… A string of terrifying thoughts churned in my mind, and my restless penis went limp. I stood there dumbfounded by the window.

Wu Xiu probably noticed my lack of movement and peeked out from under the covers, her fair skin and the faint outline of her breasts visible. A surge of heat rose within me, and my desire flared up again. I quickly walked to the bed, swiftly took off my clothes, and slipped under the covers.

Unlike the usual cold and lonely feeling, the bed was warm and cozy. As soon as I got in, I felt Wu Xiu's smooth, warm body pressed against me. Her full breasts pressed against my chest, and I reached out to embrace her back, pressing her entire body against mine. At that moment, I truly understood what it meant to be surrounded by soft, warm flesh. The soft, comfortable sensation was indescribable.

Our bodies intertwined under the covers, my penis uncontrollably throbbing between Wu Xiu's thighs, the hair below her abdomen brushing against my lower stomach, making me feel ticklish.

My hand traveled up her full hips, across her slender waist, and finally stopped at her breasts. I had heard that married women's breasts become soft and lose their elasticity. But Wu Xiu's breasts were firm and firm, feeling wonderful to the touch. Under my caresses, her nipples hardened.

I rolled over and knelt on top of Wu Xiu, rubbing my chest against her fair and full breasts, her body sending waves of heat through me. In the red firelight, I could see Wu Xiu with her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted, breathing softly. I lowered my head, accurately finding her lips, my tongue skillfully exploring her mouth, swirling around her tongue and sucking.

Wu Xiu emitted sounds that made my blood boil. Her body writhed beneath me like a snake, the pleasure of skin-to-skin friction making me completely unaware of where I was. Wu Xiu hugged me tightly, her hands stroking my back. After a while, her hand reached down to my lower body, firmly grasping my penis. She gently moved her hand up and down.

I released her mouth as if electrocuted. My God! The pleasure from a woman stroking my penis was so much stronger than from masturbation. My whole body seemed to lose weight, limply lying on Wu Xiu, only my buttocks sticking up high, making it easier for Wu Xiu to give me pleasure. Her hand holding my penis moved quickly and slowly, while her other hand gently kneaded my scrotum.

Mature women and young girls are different. Xiao Ling had also masturbated me before, because she insisted on not having sex before marriage, so she would help me when I was aroused. But compared to Wu Xiu's considerate and skillful technique, it was far inferior.

I felt my penis become bigger and harder under Wu Xiu's stimulation, swollen as if it was about to burst. My heavy breathing became more and more rapid. My young and energetic body was about to explode from Wu Xiu's gentle teasing.

Wu Xiu sensed my change from the spasms of my penis, and she released my penis. Adjusting her position, she slightly raised her knees, spread her legs, and whispered, "Come in!"

Wu Xiu was my first woman. Many years later, her face had faded from my memory, but her words, "Come in," remained vividly in my mind. So much so that whenever I slept with any woman afterward, I would remember her words and that flickering winter night.

I hurriedly straightened up, kneeling between her legs, thrusting my penis haphazardly into her vagina. At that time, I had no idea that a woman's lower body had three orifices, let alone which one to enter. Seeing my bewildered expression, Wu Xiu couldn't help but smile softly. My face flushed. Wu Xiu grasped my penis and slowly guided it towards her body.

I felt it brush past a patch of pubic hair, then touch a soft, hot mound of flesh, and then press against a moist, slippery opening. Wu Xiu released her hand, closed her eyes, and breathed softly. Even I, in my daze, understood. With a thrust of my hips, most of my penis plunged into a warm, unfamiliar cavity. A wave of ecstasy immediately washed over me.

"Ugh," Wu Xiu and I groaned simultaneously. I slowly withdrew, then forcefully thrust my penis in again. Wu Xiu's cavity felt like a powerful, fleshy clamp, holding my penis tightly. I thrust in and out several times, gradually understanding how to achieve greater pleasure. I bent down slightly and began to move rapidly.

Waves of pleasure washed over my body.

Wu Xiu's fair body trembled with my thrusts, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her brow furrowed, her expression unreadable, neither pleasure nor pain. Her firm, smooth breasts heaved violently. I was intoxicated by her warm, narrow cavity, my hard penis penetrating deeper and deeper with each thrust.

Perhaps it was male nature, but during my first time making love, I felt a strong urge to conquer and destroy, wanting to completely break Wu Xiu under my assault. I held Wu Xiu's fragrant shoulders, my penis thrusting even deeper into her body.

The sound of our abdomens colliding drowned out her moans and my panting.

Wu Xiu's vaginal canal contracted in waves, gushing out streams of hot fluid from deep within her body, making my thrusts easier. Each deep penetration was soaked in her warm love juice, and each contraction of her vaginal walls brought me even more stimulating pleasure. It felt like I was strolling in an ocean of pleasure, experiencing the joy of intimacy for the first time.

Wu Xiu's moans were tender and lingering, stimulating my nerves. I liked, even became intoxicated by, these sounds; the psychological satisfaction they gave me was so intense. Her body trembled like a startled deer, as if being tortured with my thrusts. But the blissful expression on her face showed that she was also enjoying the pleasure of physical union. After

a long time, perhaps only a few minutes, Wu Xiu suddenly hugged my buttocks tightly, her lower abdomen thrusting upwards forcefully, coordinating with my thrusts, her vaginal canal contracting wave after wave. The moans grew louder, followed by gushing streams of hot fluid from deep within her vagina, warming me. She let out a long sigh, her beautiful face contorted with extreme pleasure.

Wu Xiu's burning body gradually cooled, and she slumped against me, seemingly limp, as I thrust into her with increasing brutality.

The pleasure in my lower abdomen intensified, penetrating to the very depths of her vagina. The prolonged, vigorous activity had left me drenched in sweat, our pubic hair matted together with the excess moisture. I reached under her, lifting her full buttocks to allow my penis to penetrate even deeper, to experience an even more intense pleasure. My penis convulsed

in waves; almost there, I was about to climax. I breathed heavily.

Suddenly, Wu Xiu opened her eyes, her legs twisting, frantically pushing against my chest, urgently saying, "No, no, don't ejaculate inside me..."

Her struggles were utterly futile against my ferocious strength. Her struggles only brought me more intense pleasure.

"Ugh!" I cried out softly, and with the explosion of pleasure, my semen gushed out uncontrollably, rushing deep into Wu Xiu's vagina. Wu Xiu stopped struggling, embracing my sweaty back again. Her legs were wrapped around my body, letting my penis thrust repeatedly inside her, allowing more semen to enter the deepest part of her body…

That night, I ejaculated three times inside Wu Xiu, offering her all the semen I had accumulated over twenty years. Until I fell into a deep sleep, utterly exhausted.

When I woke up the next day, Wu Xiu was gone. I released her cousin. Thinking of the absurdity of the previous night, I felt both fear and pleasure. I was afraid she would report me, yet I also savored the ecstasy of the night before. Later,

I learned that she was a military dependent, and her husband served in a unit of the Lanzhou Military Region. A month later, her husband hurriedly returned home to visit. The following autumn, Wu Xiu gave birth to a chubby boy, and I always suspected that Wu Xiu had given birth to my son. Because she hadn't conceived in two years of marriage, she hurriedly called her husband back after a night of intimacy with me.

However, I didn't intend to unravel this mystery.

Fallen Policeman (1) Chapter 2 The Township Chief's Lover

Since having a relationship with Wu Xiu, my originally depressed mood has improved a lot. It seems that men still need to properly express their desires. I began to look at this poor and remote place with new eyes. It is very poor here, but the women here all have rare fair skin, and their well-proportioned and healthy figures are what city girls envy.

I no longer have any overly sacred or distant ideals about life. Compared with before, it seems that I am now living in another world. I began to pursue physical and sensory enjoyment and stimulation. I think I have begun to fall into depravity. Unlike most people, I did not begin to fall into depravity in a bustling city, but in a poor mountain village. Perhaps I am inherently fond of a depraved life. The nature that was suppressed in the long-term orthodox education finally revealed itself after the right opportunity.

There weren't many entertainment activities in the village; besides drinking, eating, and gambling, there was nothing else. I didn't used to gamble. But now I've come to terms with it; life is just like that. There's no need to restrain yourself. So I often gambled with the village officials. Since there weren't many places to spend money in the village, and I was single, I had some cash in my pocket. So my gambling style and manners were pretty good. The village officials also liked playing cards with me.

After spending a lot of time together, everyone became more relaxed. We talked about everything. I also learned a lot about the village through this. For example, the village head and the secretary were mortal enemies, and the deputy village head was the son-in-law of Secretary Liang, a member of the county party committee. He was there to make money in preparation for a promotion, and so on. But the men talked most about women. Which woman in the village was the most promiscuous, who was having an affair with whom, and which woman made people want to sleep with her. Although their aesthetic tastes differed, there were the so-called "Four Beauties" of the township: Qin Xiangyun, the township head's wife, nicknamed "Qin Xianglian"; Long Yanyan, the music teacher at the township's central primary school, nicknamed "Little Concubine"; Liao Xiaodong, the announcer at the township radio station, nicknamed "Fairy"; and Li Jiajia, the technician from the county agricultural bureau stationed in the township, nicknamed "Li Jiaxin." When the men talked about women, especially beautiful women who stirred their fantasies, their relationships deepened.

As the year drew to a close, various work teams, inspection groups, and social education work teams had all returned home. As usual, the township held lavish banquets every day to reward the cadres who had worked hard all year. In the evenings, the cadres played cards in groups of three. Several restaurant owners carried food boxes to deliver meals to the township cadres who had been playing cards all night.

I, however, lost the joy of playing cards with them. I led a few members of the joint defense team on patrols through the streets and alleys, while simultaneously painting various slogans on the walls to prevent fires, theft, and crime, working hard to ensure that the people could enjoy a peaceful and harmonious Spring Festival. This also allows our township officials to gamble or have affairs without worry.

The township police station and the broadcasting station are on the same street, both old-style brick and tile houses. I knew that the broadcaster, Liao Xiaodong, lived alone at the broadcasting station, so I paid special attention. It was the end of the year, and thieves were more active; they also needed to earn money for the New Year. Besides hoping that she wouldn't be targeted by the township thieves, I naturally hoped that something would happen between us. No

man, especially one who has experienced sexual relations, doesn't want to have a relationship with a beautiful woman.

Especially after my experience with Wu Xiu. It seemed that a burning desire was constantly leaping within me.

I wanted to embrace naked beauties, explore their mysteries with my penis, and conquer their souls.

Since learning about the so-called Four Beauties, I deliberately went to see them. Liao Xiaodong was the kind of petite and exquisite beauty with a particularly well-proportioned figure. Her full breasts always made her clothes bulge high, and her attire was very fashionable in this mountain village. Her nickname, "Fairy," I think, came from her captivating eyes, which would inadvertently make anyone who met her gaze blush and feel a surge of heat. She exuded a captivating allure,

inspiring irresistible fantasies. I, too, had spent several sleepless nights imagining her alluring expression.

It was another snowy night; the weather was getting increasingly strange, with northern snow often falling from the southern sky. I returned from patrol and told the security team members to go home and rest. Without realizing it, I walked towards the broadcasting station. What was that captivating "Fairy" doing at that moment? Was she lying naked in a warm bed, perhaps also longing for a young, healthy man to embrace and kiss her? I fantasized in my mind.

A series of clearly male footprints stood out starkly in the snow, and I stopped my wandering thoughts. Following the footprints, they extended towards the broadcasting station and disappeared. My heart raced. Could there be a thief? I hurried to the broadcasting station and carefully examined the footprints—they were leather shoes. It couldn't be a thief. Very few people in the village wore leather shoes.

Aside from a few village leaders, I was the only one who occasionally wore them. Could it be that "the enchantress" really was some village leader's mistress, as the rumors suggested? I couldn't help but feel excited.

A slight pang of jealousy also lingered. Men, especially those with a high opinion of themselves, are often like this; seeing a beautiful woman they couldn't have being with another man always makes them uncomfortable. Thinking of the sleepless nights I spent tossing and turning in my quiet dormitory, while "the enchantress" lay in another man's arms, yielding and letting him thrust inside her, finally absorbing all his semen, I couldn't help but feel resentful.

Knock, knock, knock! I pounded on the door of the broadcasting station. After a while, I heard someone come out. Who was it? Knocking so late? Liao Xiaodong's sweet voice seemed to tremble slightly. Through the door, I told her I was Officer Zhang from the police station, and that I had just seen someone climb over the wall of the broadcasting station. I wanted to come in and see.

Liao Xiaodong opened the door and let me in, a tempting fragrance wafting out. In the dim light from inside, Liao Xiaodong's pretty face looked somewhat nervous. She wore a thin cotton-padded jacket, her hair disheveled, indicating she had just gotten out of bed. Her full breasts and slender waist looked strangely alluring in the dim light of the snowy night. I resisted the temptation and looked away from her body, pretending to look around the yard, deliberately making a lot of noise, intending to startle the man in leather shoes inside.

After a while, I returned to Liao Xiaodong, feigning a sudden discovery, and pointed to the ground in front of the house.

"Footprints, a man's footprints,"

I said loudly. Liao Xiaodong followed my gesture, her face instantly turning deathly pale, her body swaying as if about to collapse. I seized the opportunity to catch her slender waist, the touch warm and smooth.

"Are you alright, Xiaodong?"

I asked with concern. "Don't be afraid, I'll have someone help you to the police station to rest, and have them search the entire yard thoroughly. We'll definitely catch the thief."

I said indignantly, but secretly I was overjoyed. At that moment, Liao Xiaodong was definitely imagining the scene of me and the auxiliary police dragging her lover out of the house. Haha.

Sure enough, Liao Xiaodong trembled when she heard my words: "Officer Zhang, I'm scared, please take me to the police station quickly."

"It's alright,"

I teased her deliberately, patting my waist. "I have a gun with me, I'll just shoot the thief once, then you won't be afraid."

Liao Xiaodong became even more frightened, her whole body leaning towards me, her firm breasts warm and alluring even through the thick clothes.

"I'm scared, I'm going weak, Officer Zhang, please help me to the police station, I beg you."

Liao Xiaodong looked at me pitifully, her usually charming eyes now glistening with tears. Indescribably touching. I'm not a hero, and I can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.

So, Liao Xiaodong's alluring body, half-supported and half-carried, stumbled away from the radio station compound. I savored the pleasure brought by her body, the object of countless men's desires, deliberately rubbing against her most sensitive areas. After only a few dozen meters, my boiling desire caused my penis to become erect, bulging high in the crotch of my police trousers, inevitably making intimate contact with Liao Xiaodong's waist and hips. Each touch gave me an urge to pull her into my arms and caress

her wantonly. Liao Xiaodong seemed oblivious to my unusual state, remaining pressed against me. When we reached the corner a few dozen meters from the police station, the shadows of the buildings blocked out the light from near and far. The darkness gave me immense courage; I pulled Liao Xiaodong into my arms, pressing her breasts tightly against my chest, my lower body thrusting against her lower abdomen. My lips kissed her delicate neck wantonly.

Liao Xiaodong was stunned by my sudden attack. When she came to her senses, I had her pinned against the wall. She pushed against my chest forcefully, trying to push me away. Her delicate body struggled violently, but how could her weak strength compare to that of a professionally trained man? Her futile struggles only amplified the pleasure between our bodies, which were pressed tightly together.

However, I was also afraid she would scream, so I whispered in her ear, "Should I drag the man out of your room?"

Liao Xiaodong stared at me with wide, terrified eyes. I imagine my expression must have been ferocious and terrifying.

"Should I tell you her name?"

I continued to pressure her. My mind and senses are always particularly sharp when I'm dealing with women; I feel like if I specialized in cases involving women, I'd become a detective like Sherlock Holmes.

I continued to stare at Liao Xiaodong with cold eyes, my mind racing. Men who wear leather shoes—only township leaders wear them. Township Head Wang has a beautiful wife, and he's a notorious henpecked husband. Secretary Zhou is already fifty, his children all work in the township, and he's old-fashioned and extremely concerned with his image. Deputy Township Head Li's wife works in the county town and he goes there whenever he has free time. Deputy Township Head Xiang—yes, his wife is a rich girl, and I heard she's ugly and fierce. And Deputy Township Head Xiang is in his thirties, handsome, and eloquent. He often stays in the township and doesn't go home. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Xiang Wenli, Deputy Township Head Xiang. Am I right?"

Liao Xiaodong's pale face confirmed my suspicions. She stopped struggling, staring at me blankly, her eyes filled with fear and panic.

“Vice Township Head Xiang has a bright future ahead of him; I heard he'll be promoted to the county level soon. What do you think will happen if his wife finds out?”

I said slowly.

“You're a local, seducing a married man—what kind of reputation will you have?”

Liao Xiaodong was completely devastated, trembling as she asked me, “You…what do you want?”

I maliciously pressed my penis against her lower abdomen. “What do you think?”

A blush crept onto Liao Xiaodong's pale cheeks. She let out a long breath, her breasts gently pressing against my chest.

Five minutes later, we watched as the disheveled Vice Township Head Xiang, looking panicked, hurriedly rushed out of the broadcasting station. After he disappeared into the darkness, I embraced Liao Xiaodong's warm and supple body and swaggered into the broadcasting station.

The broadcasting station was one of the few institutions in the township that guaranteed an electricity supply. As soon as I entered Liao Xiaodong's bedroom, the bright lights and the warmth created by the electric heater made me feel refreshed and extremely comfortable.

While Liao Xiaodong went to fetch hot water, I quickly surveyed the room. There were cigarette butts in the water glass by the bedside, the smell of smoke in the air, and a notebook often used by village officials on the corner of the bed. I picked it up and quickly flipped through a few pages—sure enough, it was left by Xiang Wenli. I didn't have time to look closely and put the notebook in my pocket. I found a comfortable position to lie down on the bed.

Liao Xiaodong came in with a basin of hot water, looked at me, and said, "Do you want to wash your feet?"

I lazily replied, "You wash mine."

My tone was gentle but firm.

Liao Xiaodong paused, then smiled sweetly, placed the basin beside the bed, and bent down to take off my shoes.

In Longbizui, it's customary for women to prepare foot-washing water for their husbands every night before bed. But I didn't want Liao Xiaodong to wash my feet for that reason; I just wanted to enjoy the thrill of having someone else's lover serve me.

(Hey, isn't that a bit perverted? Haha!

Liao Xiaodong removed my shoes and socks, held my icy feet, and placed them in a basin of hot water. The moderate temperature warmed me comfortably, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure. I smelled the unique fragrance of a young girl's room, and I thought about how I was about to enjoy the alluring beauty of the room's owner, a body that belonged exclusively to the deputy township head. A strange, taboo-breaking pleasure boiled in my blood. My penis also stood erect, throbbing proudly between my legs.

The room was very warm, a paradise compared to the snow outside. Liao Xiaodong washed my feet very patiently and carefully, cleaning my soles, ankles, and even the spaces between my toes thoroughly. In the warm boudoir on a winter night, a beautiful woman gently washing your feet—this kind of pleasure is a privilege that modern city men have long lost.

Liao Xiaodong washed them very carefully...) She was very skilled. I couldn't help but wonder how many times she had performed this service for Xiang Wenli, this seemingly refined middle-aged man. A hint of resentment welled up inside me.

After Liao Xiaodong dried my feet completely with a towel, I hurriedly slipped my feet under the covers and began to undress. Seeing my eagerness, she smiled and said, "Wait for me,"

before leaving with the foot-washing water.

I was down to my underwear and vest. I burrowed under the covers and wrapped myself tightly. The bedding was filled with a faint fragrance, which I couldn't help but inhale deeply.

A short while later, Liao Xiaodong returned, still carrying a basin of water. I looked at her with some surprise. She smiled and said, "Let me wash you again." For some reason, her smile always seemed to have an undeniable allure to me. Before I could react, she had already pulled back the covers, looked at my body now only in my shorts, and smiled again.

"Take it off too."

I understood. Looking at her seductive smile, I felt a ticklish sensation and said, "Take it off

for me." She sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the burning desire in my eyes, and obediently lowered her head to put on my underwear. Then she lifted my scrotum with one hand and took a hot towel with the other, placing it on my penis. The itchy warmth stimulated my blood to boil, and my penis swelled even more. It

was so swollen that it hurt, and the veins on my penis were throbbing rapidly. Liao Xiaodong then put the hot towel under my scrotum and carefully wiped it. I writhed in lust, reached out and grasped her breasts, pinching her nipples with my fingers through her sweater. I panted and said, "Hurry up, you little vixen, I can't take it anymore."

Liao Xiaodong put the towel in the basin and stood up. "I'll go turn off the light."

"Don't turn off the lights!"

I almost yelled. "I want to see you, I want to see and touch you inch by inch. Take off your clothes now."

Hearing my vulgar words, Liao Xiaodong's face was full of seductive charm, her eyes watery as she looked at my trembling penis. She began to undress.

Under the bright light, Liao Xiaodong's skin was as pink and tender as snowflakes falling from the sky. Her breasts, now unprotected, did not sag at all, proudly standing erect, her two rosy nipples as cute as red marks on white steamed buns. It was the first time I had seen a woman's naked body so clearly, my eyes fixed on her body that could make one commit a sin.

She bent down and took off her panties, then shyly covered the mysterious source between her legs with her hands, but fine black hairs could still be vaguely seen through the gaps between her fingers. Her straight, slender legs were tightly closed, as if to protect that alluring, intoxicating area. And the smile on her face was so charming and so proud.

"A beauty, a beauty!" I screamed inwardly, unable to find any other words to describe her. I jumped off the bed, scooped up her alluring body, and pulled her onto the bed. Amidst her soft moans, I found that moist, slippery patch of grass, and thrust my penis in forcefully. At that moment, I wanted to be completely inside her, to pound into that enchanting passage.

So tight, so stimulating—that was my first impression. Although Liao Xiaodong's passage was overflowing with love juice, my thrusts still felt rapid. The rhythmic contractions of the walls of her vagina gave me an intense pleasure.

"So good,"

I breathed heavily with excitement.

Almost as soon as I fully entered her, Liao Xiaodong beneath me cried out, whether from the pressure of my weight or the intense stimulation of my penis. I thrust wildly inside her, feeling like a general charging into battle, invincible. The pleasure in my penis washed over every sensory cell like waves. Liao

Xiaodong held my waist, her half-closed eyes fluttering slightly, her delicate lips parting and closing.

Her two long, beautiful legs wrapped around my hips, clinging to me like an octopus. With each powerful, rapid thrust, her breasts bounced violently back and forth, and the moans emanating from her nose were utterly intoxicating.

I buried my face in her breasts, sucking on her hard nipple while my penis thrust wildly inside her. The thought of her being someone else's lover, yet so alluring beneath me, filled me with awe. My penis grew ever larger inside her.

Hot, flowing love juice gushed from her, coaxing our pubic hair together with each thrust. I felt an unprecedented surge of pleasure, my penis pumping in and out, then fully inserted, twisting and turning. Every movement sent shivers down her spine, eliciting continuous moans. Her trembling and moans fueled my frenzy, driving me to thrust even harder.

Sweat poured from my pores, mingling with her sweat with the vigorous movement, making our skin even smoother and more stimulating. I looked up and saw Liao Xiaodong's beautiful body covered in fine beads of sweat, her delicate face radiating a blissful, intoxicated expression. A wave of conquering pleasure washed over me.

With each powerful thrust, Liao Xiaodong's legs, wrapped around my waist, seemed like an extension of my body, rising and falling with my movements. Each thrust made her moans even more alluring. Her buttocks rotated in circles, undulating back and forth in sync with my thrusts, giving me increasingly intense stimulation.

Our panting and moans echoed in the room as if in a competition, the air thick with the scent of our bodily fluids. I thrust my penis deep into her body as if to pierce it, the delicate walls of her vagina opening and closing like a gateway with each entry and exit, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me.

Perhaps it was the intense stimulation, or perhaps I was too excited, but the overwhelming pleasure in my penis and the intoxicating moans in my ears combined to create a powerful shockwave in my mind, assaulting every cell in my body that controlled pleasure. My penis throbbed uncontrollably, swelling even more, and my thrusting speed increased.

Liao Xiaodong sensed my unusual movement and frantically thrust her hips, her sweat-drenched breasts rubbing against my chest muscles. A moment later, she let out a long groan, her entire body gripping mine tightly, motionless. Gushes of hot fluid gushed from her vagina, the heat feeling incredibly pleasurable. I couldn't resist any longer and thrust dozens more times. When I plunged deep into her vagina again, my semen shot into her body like bullets.

Each spasm brought the unparalleled pleasure of orgasm. Each spurt of my semen made Liao Xiaodong's body tremble involuntarily.

After ejaculating, I lay weakly on top of Liao Xiaodong, feeling my gradually softening penis slowly withdraw from her exquisite vagina along with the copious amount of fluid. Her soft, warm vagina still pulsated, gently caressing my penis.

Although we were exhausted, neither of us felt sleepy. I got off Liao Xiaodong and lay down beside her. She turned and hugged my waist, her warm and firm breasts pressed against my body, her eyes looking at me like water. The vice township head's plaything, one of the four beauties of Longbizui Township, the little "demon" in my arms who had been conquered bowed her head and admitted defeat to me.

I no longer have to endure the loneliness of cold nights and the torment of burning desire. I can embrace the beauty in my arms at any time and release my energy and semen into her intoxicating body at any time.

I thought of the vice township head again. I openly stole his lover. What will he do?

When the enemy comes, I will deal with it. I am not his subordinate. Besides, haha, there is a notebook in my pocket. Hmph, we'll see.

Fallen Policeman (1) Chapter 3 June Flood Fighting

"Demon" Liao Xiaodong is indeed a charming beauty. After tasting her intoxicating taste, I was reluctant to leave.

I often saw her smooth body writhing seductively beneath me, and whenever I had the chance, I would run to her broadcasting station dormitory to beg for pleasure. Each time, she would initially refuse, but eventually succumb to my wild advances,

allowing me to release my desires within her alluring body time and again.

Liao Xiaodong's lover, Xiang Wenli, the deputy township head, remained silent, seemingly ignoring the fact that I had violated his possession. It seemed he could endure such humiliation that no man could bear. His silence only highlighted my brazenness in Liao Xiaodong's eyes.

I knew the reason for the deputy township head's silence; the notebook he had forgotten in Liao Xiaodong's room gave me his Achilles' heel. It contained too much filth and official secrets. It included the factions among township officials, personnel changes in the county committee, and when and where gifts were received from whom, and how much money was given to which county leader, but what interested me most was his detailed record of his womanizing hobby.

Despite his impeccably dressed exterior, Xiang Wenli secretly had three mistresses. Besides Liao Xiaodong, Li Jiajia, one of the "Four Beauties" of the county agricultural bureau and a technician at the township agricultural technology station, was also his mistress. The two had started their affair in the county town. Li Jiajia had even volunteered for the position at the township agricultural technology station for him. Another mistress was a county government employee. His notebooks revealed that Xiang Wenli deeply resented his wife, maintaining the marriage only out of respect for his father-in-law's power.

His detailed records of his sexual encounters with his mistresses were truly arousing. For example, Liao Xiaodong was, in his eyes, a captivating beauty, and he loved watching her ecstatic expressions during sex. His assessment of Liao Xiaodong was—a natural-born lover, but only a lover for men to enjoy. This resonated with me.

However, he lavished praise on another mistress—Li Jiajia, nicknamed "Li Jiaxin"—calling her a beauty among beauties, from whom he could obtain the greatest pleasure a man could obtain. If I could divorce my wife, I would definitely marry Li Jiajia. These notes from Deputy Township Head Xiang made me fantasize endlessly about Li Jiajia.

With this notebook in hand, I wasn't afraid of Deputy Township Head Xiang at all; instead, I waited for him to take action and see what price he was willing to pay for this notebook that concerned his future.

I selectively showed the contents of the notebook to Liao Xiaodong. Knowing Xiang Wenli's handwriting, she was so angry she almost tore the notebook up. She had always thought she was Xiang Wenli's only lover, even hoping one day to become his wife. She never imagined Xiang Wenli had so many lovers, and that she held such a low position in his heart. She felt her true feelings had been completely mocked. So, she completely threw herself into my arms, letting me enjoy her tenderness. She only told me to find an opportunity to teach Xiang Wenli a lesson.

From then on, the police station office, the radio station's broadcasting studio, and the mountains and forests near the town became places where Liao Xiaodong and I indulged in passionate pleasure. My favorite time was when she was broadcasting news and official documents to the whole town naked, and I would insert my penis into her vagina from behind, stimulating her with movements that were sometimes slow and sometimes fast. I would watch her try to remain calm while broadcasting, her full, round buttocks desperately cooperating with my penetration, seeking deeper penetration from my penis. Life in the countryside became full of spring.

While enjoying Liao Xiaodong's body to the fullest, my increasingly decadent mind did not relax its attention on the deputy township head. He dared not come to see Liao Xiaodong anymore because everyone in the village knew that Liao Xiaodong had become my mistress. And my stubborn temper and the pistol at my waist could stop any man who had designs on Liao Xiaodong. I waited for my chance. The explicit descriptions and extreme praise of Li Jiajia in Xiang Wenli's notebook fueled my anticipation of experiencing "the greatest pleasure a man can obtain." Several months passed in the blink of an eye, and summer arrived. The women in the towns and villages donned light summer clothes.

Summer was their golden season to flaunt their alluring bodies. During this beautiful season, I received several pieces of good news. My old bureau chief, who had strongly advocated for my severe punishment, retired. The leadership of the Municipal Public Security Bureau underwent a major reshuffle following the government's reshuffle. One of my father's comrades-in-arms became the deputy political commissar of the Public Security Bureau. My fate was about to change.

Summer wasn't just a beautiful season; in mountainous towns like Longbizui, it also meant a prolonged rainy season. Occasional torrential rains often resulted in floods, destroying farmland and houses. Therefore, it was also the season for township officials to go to the grassroots to lead flood prevention and control efforts. Every year, some people died in the floods.

The farmers here truly suffer. A year's hard work yields an average income of less than a thousand yuan, while the agricultural tax, slaughter tax, township-level unified taxes, village-level levies, education surcharges, and other taxes amount to hundreds of yuan. They silently endure all this, living a simple life in their ancestral hometown on meager incomes. Whenever I see their weathered, sun- and rain-soaked, numb expressions, I always think of Lu Xun's words—"Either die in silence, or erupt in silence." The rainy season has arrived, and with it, continuous torrential rain. The township mobilized all cadres and staff to divide into sections for flood prevention. Unexpectedly, yet predictably, I was assigned to the section where Deputy Township Head Xiang Wenli was stationed—a few mountain villages near the Wudouyan Tunnel on the railway line.

A hundred or so households lived scattered across a small, flat valley surrounded by several undulating mountains, relying on terraced fields carved out of the mountains for their livelihood. While called flood prevention, it was practically impossible to prevent flooding; the mudslides and floods triggered by torrential rains in the valley were enough to destroy any dam. All we could do was mobilize the villagers to move their supplies, monitor the situation constantly, and organize their evacuation from the villages immediately in case of an emergency. The farmland here suffers from floods almost every year, requiring government relief to survive. After the floods, farmers continue to cultivate the land on the hillsides, destroying vegetation and triggering even larger floods. The only solution is relocation. However, the enormous amount of funding is a problem that even the township and county governments cannot solve. Thus, a vicious cycle continues year after year.

The flood control headquarters erected dozens of thatched huts on a higher hillside, preparing for the evacuation of villagers.

A dozen armed militiamen, carrying signal guns, climbed various dangerous high grounds to monitor the situation. There was no immediate danger, so the township officials dispersed to take shelter from the rain in the various thatched huts.

Our group was led by Xiang Wenli, and besides myself, there were more than a dozen officials from the township finance office, judicial office, and agricultural technology station. Xiang Wenli's most favored mistress, Li Jiajia, was also in this group. But they clearly maintained a distance from each other. Only through careful observation could I see the occasional ambiguous glances they exchanged, revealing an unusual relationship between them.

I sat in the thatched hut, watching the rain fall at a leisurely pace, chatting idly with the village officials. My eyes, however, remained fixed on Li Jiajia, who sat by the hut's exit.

The person who nicknamed Li Jiajia had a good eye; she did indeed resemble Michelle Reis from the movies—tall, with cascading hair, and skin as smooth as jade exposed by her clothes. Her fair and pretty face, and through the collar of her borrowed, oversized military uniform, revealed her proudly prominent breasts. Even her tall rain boots couldn't conceal her shapely, long legs. You wouldn't guess she was a married woman of several years.

Li Jiajia occasionally glanced at me, her eyes cold yet tinged with fear. It seemed Xiang Wenli was indeed very close to her, having already told her that I might have obtained the notebook containing their private secrets. Xiang Wenli had asked Liao Xiaodong for the notebook, only to be verbally abused and told him the notebook was in his possession, and to come and get it if he dared. For some reason, Xiang Wenli hadn't contacted me.

I gazed at Li Jiajia's curvaceous figure, my eyes lingering on her high breasts. I remembered the small red mole I'd read in the notebook, below her left breast, and a surge of desire welled up within me. I couldn't help but fantasize about holding and fondling her beautiful, white breasts.

Just then, Xiang Wenli walked in and loudly announced, "The rain is getting heavier. Everyone, don't rest, go patrol the various checkpoints. Officer Zhang from the police station will stay to guard the shed and supplies; the women will remain. The comrades from the finance office, come with me." With that, the township officials followed Xiang Wenli out, leaving only Li Jiajia and me in the large shed.

The empty shed was quiet, broken only by the sound of rain pattering against the fabric. It seemed Xiang Wenli was planning to use his charm to retrieve the notebook. I smiled coldly to myself; it suited me perfectly. I wanted to savor the beauty before me and make Xiang Wenli lose both his wife and his money.

Not long after, Li Jiajia approached and stood before me, coldly staring at me: "You have the Township Head's notebook?"

I looked up at her icy, disgusted expression, a wave of revulsion washing over me: "Township Head Xiang? Oh, the Deputy Township Head Xiang's notebook, yes, it's in my hands."

Li Jiajia's expression remained indifferent: "Tell me, how much money do you want to return the notebook to him?"

Looking at her slightly arrogant and disdainful expression, I recalled the notebook's record of Li Jiajia having an affair with Xiang Wenli in a hotel less than two months after her marriage, and how she had lewdly taken photos of their naked bodies. I felt a surge of impulse, wanting to shatter her haughty mask. I deliberately said coldly: "Money? I don't need it. You just don't want your shameful affair with Xiang Wenli to be discovered, don't you?"

Li Jiajia's beautiful face instantly turned deathly pale, her body trembled slightly, and she bit her lip tightly, remaining silent.

“Get the notebook? Easy. Serve me the way you served Xiang Wenli. Make me feel good, and I’ll give it back to you. It’s that simple.”

I stood up and brazenly stared at her chest.

She seemed prepared, without hesitation: “Fine, you want me? I’ll do it with you once.

You must give me back the notebook afterward.” I smiled coldly to myself: “Okay, I just want to feel good on you. What use is the notebook to me?”

The rain outside the thatched hut grew heavier. I stood at the entrance, looking around. The world was a blur; I could barely see anything beyond a few dozen steps.

Li Jiajia tugged at my hand: “Come with me.”

She then rushed into the rain.

I followed her downhill. Soon, my police uniform was soaked through, clinging uncomfortably to my skin. Li Jiajia was also completely drenched; her clothes were almost transparent, clinging to her body. She displayed her full buttocks and slender waist almost naked before me. My penis immediately reacted, standing erect, but it was immediately throbbing with pain from the strong rain.

After a while, we arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain. Li Jiajia led me into a house with familiarity with the area. It was a two-story bamboo house, with pigsties and cattle pens downstairs and living quarters upstairs. Going up the wooden stairs, I saw two beds scattered around the room, one a wooden bed with complete bedding, and the other a bamboo bed.

Li Jiajia took off her soaking wet military uniform, turned around and saw my questioning gaze, and said coldly, "Don't worry, this is my poverty alleviation contact family. Both of their sons have gone to work, and there are only two elderly people left. They have been moved to the mountain, and no one will bother them."

After saying that, she quickly began to remove her clothes, soon stripping naked, then wrung out the water from her clothes, simply wiped herself off, and lay down on the wooden bed.

I walked to the bedside, admiring her naked body as I undressed. Li Jiajia had her eyes closed, her hands naturally placed at her sides. Her breasts were full and firm, with a small red mole beneath them. Her fair and smooth skin rippled like a piece of white satin, her long, slender legs pressed together, a few glistening dewdrops clinging to the thick pubic hair between them. She was

indeed very beautiful; no wonder Xiang Wenli liked her so much, I thought to myself. But for now, she was obediently lying before me, waiting for me to have my way with her. I savored the pleasure before the feast, stripping off my own clothes. I sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her hand, and placed it on my penis.

Li Jiajia opened her eyes, struggling to pull her hand back, and said somewhat resentfully, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and get on."

Damn it, I was furious, and I squeezed her breast hard, the pain almost making her cry. "I want you to serve me, and you think you can just get away with it like that? Do you think I'm stupid?"

I roared fiercely. "Do you still want your notebook back?"

Hearing about the notebook, Li Jiajia stopped struggling and obediently stroked my penis with her hand. Her two slender, soft fingers pulled back my foreskin, and her palm moved along my penis. The cool yet slightly warm palm immediately brought me waves of pleasure.

I released her breasts and let my hands roam over her fair body, feeling the allure of her captivating form. My touch moved from her calves upwards, then down her shoulders, lingering briefly on her breasts before sliding over her slender waist and flat stomach, teasing the dark pubic hair. Occasionally, I would pinch and gently knead the flesh at the entrance of her enchanting vagina with my fingers. I wantonly teased and played with this cold beauty.

Li Jiajia's lips remained tightly closed, her expression still icy, but with my teasing, her brows furrowed, and her cheeks gradually flushed. It was clear she was trying her best to resist my advances, not wanting to be aroused in front of me. But the hand holding my penis unconsciously increased the speed of its pleasurable strokes.

I patiently continued to caress her, my left hand gently squeezing and releasing her breasts, while my right hand covered her lower body, rubbing the most delicate parts of her body with the calluses on my fingers. "Let

's see how long you can endure this," I thought bitterly to myself. This technique was developed after countless trials on Liao Xiaodong. Each time I used it, Liao Xiaodong would become aroused and overflow with uncontrollable lubrication.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Li Jiajia began to react. Her body writhed uncontrollably, her legs crossed, trying to trap my hand, her face flushed. A layer of color rose to her fair, jade-like skin. Her tightly closed lips parted slightly as she breathed softly. Satisfied with her expression, I quickened my pace.

Li Jiajia endured the stimulation throughout her body, turning to the side, her other hand reaching towards my crotch, gently caressing my scrotum. Her slender fingers traced from the base of my scrotum towards my anus, her delicate fingers gently probing as if trying to penetrate. A strong stimulation spread throughout my body from my lower body. I couldn't help but let out a soft cry. This strange yet intense stimulation caused my penis to instantly swell to its peak.

I couldn't control my desire any longer, and I thrust my finger into her lower body. Her delicate entrance was rather dry, but it opened up to me under my forceful exploration. My finger slipped through the entrance and immediately entered a warm, tight cavity. The layers of flesh tightly scraped against my finger, and the abundant love fluid inside flowed out with the movement of my finger, moistening the dry flesh at the entrance.

So tight, I thought with secret delight. Hadn't Li Jiajia already been with Xiang Wenli for several years? How come her cavity felt even tighter than that of the young Liao Xiaodong? It could hold my finger so tightly. I excitedly buried my head in her chest and kissed her passionately, my tongue circling her nipples. My finger also quickened its movement inside her cavity.

Li Jiajia could no longer resist the waves of stimulation in her body. The instinctive pleasure destroyed her restraint and indifference, and she moaned loudly: "Come on, I want it." Her voice became soft and sweet, and she grabbed my penis and brought it to her lower body. Her buttocks began to thrust upwards, welcoming my fingers.

My desire burned uncontrollably, and I spread her legs, thrusting forward with my belly, my large penis immediately breaking through her small opening. I leaned forward, my entire penis completely submerged in her vagina.

Li Jiajia cried out, her voice filled with indescribable pleasure. I immediately understood what Xiang Wenli meant by "the greatest pleasure a man can obtain."

Li Jiajia's vagina was relatively short, and most of mine penetrated to the deepest part of her cervix. Her vagina was tight and narrow, containing my penis perfectly, with the vaginal lubrication providing only a slight lubrication. What was even more incredible was that the walls of her vagina seemed much denser than Liao Xiaodong's, and they automatically undulated, scraping my penis until it was unbearably itchy. I could feel extreme pleasure without even making piston-like movements.

With each rise and fall of her breath, her cervix gripped me like a fleshy wall, and the walls of her vagina writhed intensely. I trembled with pleasure, almost ejaculating on the spot.

I suppressed the urge to ejaculate, lying motionless on top of Li Jiajia. I desperately tried to calm myself, clutching her round breasts tightly, like a drowning person clinging to a lifeline.

Li Jiajia was also breathing heavily, seemingly enjoying the fullness I gave her. Her usually proud and beautiful cheeks were flushed, her eyes filled with alluring charm, and her smooth, white forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, as if she was even more overwhelmed by the intense stimulation of our bodies being joined. This captivating allure spoke louder than a thousand words, further exciting my senses.

I suckled on Li Jiajia's nipple, my lower body beginning tentative movements. Each slight friction sent waves of intense pleasure through me. The overlapping walls of her vaginal canal felt like gateways, making my penis feel as if it had experienced dozens of thrusts in a single stroke. Her cervix gave me repeated urges to ejaculate. I felt myself conquered by her magically powerful body. (Of course, this was just the feeling of someone new to the world with little experience.) The rain outside the bamboo house poured down harder, accompanied by the booming of thunder, and the sky grew darker.

I pressed myself against Li Jiajia's intoxicatingly beautiful body. After getting used to the initial, unbearable stimulation, I began to quicken my penis's movements, searching for the greatest pleasure a man could experience within her tightly writhing vagina.

Li Jiajia's expression grew increasingly alluring. Her long, slender legs were hooked behind mine, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. She was drenched in sweat, looking utterly ecstatic, a captivating sight that not only satisfied my vanity but also made me irresistibly drawn to her incredibly sensitive body. Her moans were intoxicatingly seductive, like a dying lamb, while her trembling, beautiful body displayed boundless vitality.

As I relentlessly thrust into this beautiful body, my mind wandered. That damned Xiang Wenli, getting to enjoy such a wonderful woman for so long! But thinking about it, I should thank him. Without him, how could I have had the chance to enjoy two such exquisite women, Liao Xiaodong and Li Jiajia?

Li Jiajia's vagina contracted rhythmically with my powerful thrusts, her moans growing louder and louder. I could no longer hear the wind and rain outside; all I heard was her intoxicating moans.

Before me was her beautiful face, radiating pure bliss. Her vaginal fluids gushed out like a flood, wetting my scrotum and dripping onto the sheets beneath us. The contractions of her vaginal walls grew stronger, repeatedly bringing me to the brink of orgasm. I experienced the greatest pleasure my body could ever feel in that beautiful illusion.

My movements became more intense. Each time, I withdrew completely, leaving only a tiny bit inside her tender opening, before thrusting in again, until even my pubic hair clung tightly to her wet, soft walls. The rhythm of our movements quickened, the sounds of our lower abdomens colliding becoming as dense as raindrops pounding on a bamboo house.

"Ah—" Li Jiajia cried out, her limbs gripping my body tightly, stopping my movements.

Her vagina suddenly tightened, like a powerful clamp clamping down on my penis, while the contracting walls inside rubbed violently against every part of it. Deep within her vagina, her cervix contracted strongly, like a small mouth sucking at my penis, giving me an indescribable, intense stimulation.

In just a few seconds, my vision went blank. My penis involuntarily spasmed inside her vagina, surging and forcing open her cervix. Then, a torrent of semen shot into her uterus. Her body trembled with the intense ejaculation. After a while, I collapsed onto her, feeling as if I had emptied my body of its essence.

I don't know how much time passed before a series of thunderclaps and lightning brought me back to my senses. It was dark outside, and the inside was only vaguely visible. I realized that my penis was still inside Li Jiajia. Her vaginal canal was still tightly closed, and the walls of her vagina were slowly undulating, continuing to squeeze out the semen remaining in my penis. That languid feeling made me feel extremely comfortable.

Li Jiajia hadn't recovered from the afterglow of her orgasm. Her beautiful face was still in a blissful state, her beautiful skin cool and smooth, beads of sweat flowing all over her body, indistinguishable between mine and hers.

I lay quietly on top of her, savoring the extreme pleasure I had just experienced. My thoughts drifted aimlessly through my mind. The pleasures between men and women can be so wonderful.

Night had fallen, and the rain still hadn't stopped. We could no longer return to the mountain. A dim oil lamp barely illuminated the bamboo house. Li Jiajia, naked except for my police uniform, searched for rice inside, while I, wearing only shorts, tended the stove to start a fire. We were both starving, having exhausted ourselves in the cold. I kept glancing at Li Jiajia's round, beautiful buttocks, but desire couldn't overcome the rumbling in my stomach. I just wanted to find rice quickly to cook. That way, I would have plenty of energy to get through the long, wonderful night.

The roaring firelight inside the bamboo house illuminated our faces, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice. Although there was only a jar of spicy pickled vegetables to eat with the rice, my already ravenous stomach felt it was better than any delicacy. I wolfed down the white rice, mouthful after mouthful. That satisfying and comforting feeling was truly wonderful. In a wonderful mood, I no longer found the sound of the rain outside the window irritating; instead, I could hear a natural, beautiful melody in the rapid patter of the rain against the bamboo house.

Perhaps because she had just made love and absorbed a large amount of my semen, Li Jiajia's fair and beautiful cheeks had a captivating blush, appearing even more alluring in the firelight, no longer displaying her initial aloof reserve. Inside the dark bamboo house, occasional flashes of lightning pierced the night sky, occasionally illuminating her enchanting skin with a snow-like crystalline sheen.

She didn't look like a young woman from a small county town at all. Phrases like "a beautiful woman with picturesque features" and other lingering compliments about beauty kept popping into my mind.

Although it was the height of summer, the wind and rain in the dark night still carried a biting chill. Moreover, not knowing the flood situation outside, whether a mudslide or flood would occur, my anxious heart only intensified the feeling of cold.

I sat on the wooden stool in front of the stove, holding Li Jiajia's smooth, cool body in my arms. Our clothes were wet, so we were both naked. We covered ourselves with a thin sheet, using each other's body heat to keep warm. I gently squeezed her full breasts, while her small hands hung down between my legs, holding my scrotum and making me feel a slight warmth.

I recalled the extreme pleasure we had just experienced while thinking about the entries in my notebook. Xiang Wenli had recorded that he and Li Jiajia met by chance at work. Li Jiajia, who was newly married, asked him, who was still working in the county party committee's organization department, to help her transfer to a different job. At the time, Xiang Wenli was puzzled because Li Jiajia and her husband both worked in the county's animal husbandry and fisheries bureau. Why would she leave her husband? However, he coveted Li Jiajia's beauty and still managed to get her transferred to the agriculture bureau. Then he seduced Li Jiajia and unexpectedly, he easily got this seemingly aloof newlywed woman into bed. In bed, Li Jiajia's wonderful body gave him immense pleasure, and he could never let go of her. Later, I vaguely heard that Li Jiajia's husband was a "rabbit" (meaning homosexual). Looking at the beautiful woman in my arms, I couldn't help but feel a pang of pity. "Beauty is often short-lived," the ancients were right. Such a beautiful woman married a "rabbit," had a lover, and was willing to use her body and beauty to exchange for her privacy. And she willingly sacrificed herself for her lover. Was she noble or foolish?

"You must return the notebook to me when we get back to the village," Li Jiajia said softly in my arms, her voice gentle. She lowered her head, so I couldn't see her expression. I felt a pang of sadness. Even at a time like this, she was still thinking about the lover who had betrayed her. Xiang Wenli was truly blessed.

"Don't worry," I said insincerely. "I'll give you the notebook when we get back."

Li Jiajia looked up at me, her eyes filled with deep resentment and sadness.

I dared not look into her eyes. I pulled a cigarette case from the damp pocket of my police uniform on the floor, fumbled for a relatively dry cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag, savoring the nicotine's stimulation. I slowly exhaled, watching the smoke rise and swirl in the air, feeling an indescribable emptiness and loneliness. As the saying goes, "

When you're full and warm, you think of lust." Full of energy, I felt my blood rushing, my body temperature rising, and my penis slowly hardening, pressing against Li Jiajia's arm as she stroked my scrotum. I tossed away the cigarette, wrapped my arms around her slender waist, and began to caress the tender breasts I had so wantonly ravaged. Li Jiajia breathed softly under my teasing, her fluffy hair disheveled across her chest, her half-closed eyes fluttering gently. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Let's do it again."

She didn't answer, only rapidly stroking my penis with her hand. I kissed her earlobe greedily, my tongue slowly licking down her neck, finally resting on her full breasts, gently teasing her sensitive nipples with its tip.

Li Jiajia's body gradually warmed up, her hand gripping my penis moved more rapidly, while her other hand skillfully kneaded my scrotum, gently rotating the two balls inside. This intense stimulation made my penis grow larger and larger in her soft, smooth hands.

Women, especially mature women, are like this; no matter what their views or feelings are towards you, once there has been physical contact and an orgasm has been reached, they become especially tender and proactive when intimate again.

My hand slid over her flat, firm abdomen, searching for that wonderful, magical orifice among her thick hair.

Soon my fingers touched the flesh wall that had once been so open to me; it was still tightly closed, but the love fluid flowing from the orifice moistened my fingers, and I could feel the heat inside.

Slipping through her tightly closed walls, my fingers entered her warm, burning cavity. Lubricated by abundant love juices, the wondrous walls of her cavity gripped my fingers tightly, writhing and releasing their exquisite sensations. Her legs would sometimes clamp my hand shut, sometimes loosen, as if both reluctance to let my fingers intrude and a desire for me to penetrate deeper. Under the unrestrained exploration of my fingers, love juices flowed continuously.

The sheets covering her had somehow fallen to the floor; the firelight illuminated her skin, making her body glow with an alluring crimson hue. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. I looked triumphantly at Li Jiajia's lustful face, turned her beautiful legs and placed them on my thighs. Her lower body was immediately parted by my legs, revealing that wonderful opening. In the firelight, I could see that the tightly closed gate had been slightly opened, and the bright red flesh walls were writhing slightly, as if eagerly anticipating my entry. My hard penis was erect at an angle, like a magnificent cannon, the angle perfectly aimed at the entrance of her body.

Li Jiajia was caught off guard and put into such a lewd position by me. She closed her eyes tightly in shame, hugged my neck tightly, turned her head away and closed her eyes, not daring to look. From her ears to her fair neck, a layer of touching shyness was tinged. This shyness made me even more itchy, and my already erect penis became even thicker and longer.

I kissed her hot face and whispered in her ear. "This time, come and move on me. I want to watch you relive your pleasure on me," I whispered, gently pushing her forward while holding her buttocks, causing my penis to frequently and lightly touch the tender flesh of her vaginal opening.

Li Jiajia lay weakly on top of me, breathing softly in my ear, her warm breath tickling my ear. Her breasts swayed against my chest, and I could feel her rapid heartbeat. The entrance to her tender vagina opened and closed slightly, as if wanting to suck me in. I teased her, inserting halfway in to feel the sucking sensation like her little mouth, then quickly withdrew. She couldn't bear it and twisted her buttocks forward, her love juice dripping onto me. Her sweet little mouth gently bit my shoulder.

Looking at her lustful and seductive state, I couldn't resist the explosive desire within me. Holding her bouncy pink buttocks, I thrust my penis upward with force.

The intense pleasure made us cry out at the same time. Because of the position, my penis penetrated very deeply, breaking through the cervix deep within her cavity and completely entering her uterus. Li Jiajia moaned, a mixture of sobs and pleasure, as if she had reached orgasm, clinging to me tightly. Her jade-like legs, parted by my thighs, bent behind me and wrapped tightly around my waist and back. The wondrous flesh walls within her cavity writhed violently, giving me that intoxicatingly intense stimulation once again. I could feel wonderful pleasure without any effort.

Just as we were making love again, the urgent alarms sounded in the distance, and the sounds of gongs, drums, and shouts shattered our erotic dream. We were forced to separate our intimately touching bodies, hurriedly put on our clothes, and rushed out of the bamboo house.

One moment we were enjoying the warmth of the stove, savoring each other's physical pleasure; the next we were drowning in endless darkness, struggling for survival. Human fate can be truly absurd sometimes. We struggled to find our way, running towards the hill.

The water rose rapidly, reaching my knees in minutes. Li Jiajia clung to my hand, stumbling and running desperately behind me. Soon, she twisted her ankle and couldn't run anymore. The fear of death made her cry in the wind and rain, begging me not to abandon her. The murky water had reached her waist. Without hesitation, even if it weren't for my identity as a policeman, I would never abandon her, even if it were just because she had given me the ultimate pleasure.

I clung to her legs, struggling against the rising water. Various debris floated by in the water. I sustained several cuts while protecting Li Jiajia. Just when I felt I was about to give up, we finally reached a higher cornfield at the foot of the hill. Although the floodwaters were still rising, it couldn't stop us from moving to higher ground. In short, we were safe.

No one noticed our disheveled state; everyone was just like us, their bodies altered by the sudden flash flood. I suppressed my pain and exhaustion, quickly throwing myself into the work of evacuating the flood victims with the other township officials. But then I saw Xiang Wenli go back into the thatched hut where Li Jiajia was resting. Damn it, even now he's still thinking about himself. Doesn't he know his lover almost died in the flood because of him? I cursed inwardly. Xiang Wenli, this isn't over.

She caressed me, her arms wrapped around my shoulders and back, her warm, smooth breasts pressed tightly against my chest, her large, watery eyes filled with uncontrollable desire, and she said in a soft voice, "Let's go to bed."

11-03

Fallen Policeman (1) Chapter 04 Water Spirit

More than half a month has passed since that flood relief effort. Surprisingly, Li Jiajia did not come to me to ask for the notebook. Instead, she left the village to go back to the county town to recuperate, citing physical discomfort. Liao Xiaodong quietly told me that Li Jiajia had a big fight with Xiang Wenli before leaving. Many township cadres heard their heated argument and were speculating about their ambiguous relationship. However, it seems that this did not affect Xiang Wenli's career, because not long after, Xiang Wenli received a notice to attend a training course for township cadres at the municipal party school, which is often a precursor to cadre promotion. I think it is time to finally confront Xiang Wenli. He will never leave his privacy in my hands at this crucial moment when he is about to be promoted.

The township government distributed mid-year bonuses, and the police station received a record-breaking 7,000 yuan subsidy. Even Old Wang (a veteran policeman who was rarely seen) showed up at the station excitedly. The station chief also rushed back from the county to distribute the money, praising me for being young and capable, and for bringing honor to the station. Then, the township government nominated my name for the previous year's outstanding individuals. I knew all of this was thanks to Xiang Wenli. I also knew he was about to resolve the notebook issue with me.

Finally, he called me and asked me to meet him at 10 pm by the small river near the township government, wanting to talk. I was thrilled. I could finally do something I'd been planning for a long time—not for myself, but for Liao Xiaodong, who had been deceived by Xiang Wenli for two whole years. She was determined to embarrass Xiang Wenli and make him regret toying with her feelings.

In the dry season, the river beside the township government is beautiful, its waters shimmering with pristine purity, untouched by pollution. Under the summer sun, the water is so clear you can see the pebbles and water plants at the bottom, and fish of all sizes swim freely. It tempts people, sweating profusely in the sweltering heat, to wash away the grime and grime of the heat in its embrace. Immersed in the cool river water, with lush green mountains in the distance and a clear blue sky above, one's mood lightens considerably without even realizing it.

During the day, the river is a man's world; adults and children alike love to soak in it. In the countryside, there are few taboos; everyone is naked, and from afar, the river looks like a sea of white fish swimming about. Regardless of age or social status, whether they were officials or farmers, everyone equally enjoyed nature's bounty. At night, groups of young women and wives from the township government and nearby villages would gather in the river, letting go of their clothes and washing their youthful, delicate skin in the cool water. The river transformed into a river of boundless springtime beauty.

Accompanied by the croaking of frogs and cicadas in the fields, I arrived early at our meeting place, a pile of rocks at a bend in the winding river. Unexpectedly, Xiang Wenli was even earlier than me. In the darkness, he didn't look like a township leader at all, but rather like an extremely restless, trapped beast, squatting on a rock surrounded by cigarette butts. It seemed he had been waiting for me for a long time.

Without any pretense, Xiang Wenli bluntly said, "Xiao Zhang, you've had your share of benefits, and you've tasted the beauties Liao Xiaodong and Li Jiajia. Tell me, what more do you want in return for the notebook?"

His bloodshot eyes gleamed like a wild beast in the night, staring fiercely at me.

I laughed: "Xiang Wenli, Deputy Township Head, you're a man of some standing, why act like a petty thug?

Think about what you've done. I've tallied it up for you: you took 374,000 yuan and gave 250,000 yuan to your superiors. You have three regular mistresses, not to mention those you've had casual affairs with. Tell me, in what way do you act like a leading cadre, in what way do you act like a Communist Party member?" My words were like a sharp knife piercing his chest. He curled up, breathing heavily: "You, what do you want? Tell me, and if I can do it, I'll definitely agree to your request." I smiled coldly: "Liao Xiaodong, Li Jiajia, and your mistress in the county town—if you had to choose one to be your wife, who would you choose?"

Xiang Wenli trembled, looking at me with suspicion.

"You must answer this question." My expression was as cold as my smile.

Xiang Wenli couldn't see any intention on my face, and lowered his head to think for a moment. “I choose Li Jiajia,” I smiled. “Okay, now I’ll tell you my conditions. I’ll return the notebook to you right away, but you have to promise me you’ll transfer Liao Xiaodong to the county broadcasting bureau, and it must be done before the end of the year.” Xiang Wenli’s eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe my conditions were so simple. I tossed the notebook to him. “Take a look, is this the notebook?” Xiang Wenli picked it up like a vicious dog snatching food and immediately began flipping through it. I looked at his ugly expression with some disgust.

“Don’t try anything funny. I know you’re a smart man, you know what’s best for you.”

Xiang Wenli stared blankly at my inscrutable expression, and said in a trembling voice, “Don’t worry, I will definitely transfer Liao Xiaodong to the county broadcasting bureau as soon as possible.” “Not as soon as possible,” I interrupted her, “before the end of the year.” Xiang Wenli nodded repeatedly.

Watching Xiang Wenli's figure disappear into the distant fields, I took out my recorder from my pocket, pressed start, and the conversation from earlier echoed clearly in my mind. I smiled…

The air was filled with the fragrance of earth. I lay quietly on a rock, gazing at the starry sky, my heart at peace, my thoughts drifting freely like the smoke from a cigarette. I had finally fulfilled Liao Xiaodong's wish, and I felt I had done right by the enjoyment she had given me.

News came from the city that I would be transferred back by the end of the year at the latest. I had always believed that my father's connections with his comrades would bring me a turning point, but Xiaoling… my heart ached. I asked my cousin in the city's armed police detachment to inquire about her situation; her older siblings had all gone abroad. She had also been expelled from school for dating and left the city, with no news of her. A feeling of bitterness washed over me.

Perhaps I'm a strange person. In this remote town of Longbizui, I had intimate physical contact with several women, yet I didn't feel betrayed by Xiaoling at all. When I think of her, my heart is filled with sincere and profound feelings. For me, sex without love, no matter how crazy or infatuated I was at the time, leaves no lingering attachment afterward; it's purely a physical act. As long as there's no emotional betrayal, there's no such thing as betrayal.

My thoughts soar freely. The bright stars in the night sky seem to transform into Xiaoling's pure and beautiful face before my eyes. The twinkling starlight is like her beautiful and moving smile. Where are you? My Xiaoling, I murmur softly.

The gentle sound of rushing water interrupted my thoughts. Someone was nearby, but I was too lazy to stand up. I turned my head and looked in the direction of the sound. Under the hazy starlight, a pale figure, like a night sprite, swayed in the river not far away. I could vaguely make out a slender figure—a woman. Women here usually bathe in the river in groups at night; why was she alone here? Her body was indistinct in the misty fog on the river. She looked exactly like the water ghost of the local legends. I don't believe in ghosts, but at that moment, I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine, instinctively gripping the pistol at my waist.

The figure slowly approached me, the sound of the water as she moved sounding terrifying in the quiet night. The distant barking of dogs also carried a sinister aura. I felt the sweat slowly trickling down my skin.

She drew closer, and although her face remained obscured, her body gradually became clearer. She wore no clothing; her fair skin, long black hair, and naked body were alluring. Her full, firm breasts held a mysterious allure under the starlight, and black hair between her shapely, long thighs rippled gently on the water's surface. Her hands were clasped in front of her chest. The whole scene possessed an eerie atmosphere, like a female ghost from legend.

I held my breath, my body seemingly frozen, my eyes fixed on the woman, my mind filled with tales of fox spirits, ghosts, and demons. What was she? If she were human, how could she walk naked in the river at night? Was she a water ghost or some other monster? The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, my body trembling slightly.

The woman approached the bank, shrinking back and glancing left and right, as if afraid of being discovered.

The misty riverbank seemed to drape her naked body in a veil, making her skin appear as smooth and clean as a white jade sculpture.

Unable to contain my fear any longer, I jumped to my feet, pulled out my pistol with one hand, and shone my flashlight on her with the other, shouting, "What are you?"

To my surprise, she didn't use any magic or reveal any ferocious expression. Instead, she shrieked like a startled rabbit and turned to rush into the river

, submerging her entire body except for her head.

Seeing her fear, my courage grew. I shone my flashlight on her again, demanding, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

Before she could answer, I recognized her in the beam of the flashlight. It was none other than Long Yanyan, the music teacher at the township's central primary school, nicknamed "Little Concubine." How could she be naked by the river in the dead of night? My mind went blank for a moment.

Long Yanyan didn't recognize me. She huddled in the river, her voice trembling, "Who? Don't come any closer, don't come any closer!" Her voice was filled with fear.

I'm more afraid of ghosts than people. Realizing that what I saw wasn't some monster, but a beautiful, living woman, I completely relaxed. The flashlight beam wasn't very strong, but I could still see the pitiful expression on Long Yanyan's pretty face, and her soft breasts were faintly visible in the clear water. My fear vanished, and my desire naturally rose in the face of this naked, helpless beauty.

I pretended not to know her, shining the flashlight around her head: "Who are you? Why are you naked here?"

Long Yanyan trembled and said, "I'm a teacher at the Central Primary School. Someone stole my clothes while I was bathing. Please, lend me some clothes." Oh, so that's it.

"Oh, you're a teacher. Then why are you bathing here alone, completely naked?"

I teased her.

Long Yanyan's beautiful face was flushed with embarrassment. "I... I don't like bathing with others. Who knew someone would steal my clothes?" Her shy expression and trembling voice made my heart itch. My penis immediately reacted: "Then come up." Long Yanyan was about to stand up from the water, but then pulled back, saying in a trembling voice, "You... you turn off the flashlight first." I responded and turned off the flashlight. Darkness immediately enveloped us.

Long Yanyan's naked body emerged from the river, and before my eyes could adjust to the darkness, she had quickly squatted behind a rock.

"Big brother, who... who are you?"

She hadn't recognized me yet. "Could you lend me some clothes?"

"Clothes?" I smiled: "Sure!"

I quickly took off my clothes, then my pants, exposing my erect penis to the air.

Then, carrying my clothes, I walked towards her. Hearing my footsteps, Long Yanyan peeked out. Under the starlight, my strong, naked body and erect penis immediately appeared before her eyes.

"Ah!" Long Yanyan shrank back in fright, her voice trembling, "What are you doing? Don't come any closer."

I smiled and walked up to her. She squatted at my feet, covering her eyes with her hands, too afraid to look. Seeing her so frightened and shy, I couldn't help but feel a surge of lust, and wicked thoughts rose in my mind again.

"Don't be afraid," I tried to keep my tone gentle. "Teacher Long, I'm Officer Zhang from the police station." "Ah!" Hearing that I was a policeman, Long Yanyan looked up, her forehead immediately bumping against my erect penis. She immediately lowered her head in shame and fear. "Why are you like this? Put your clothes on quickly!" My penis continued to throb above her head. "Teacher Long, if I put my clothes on, what will you wear? What if a bad guy sees you like this?" I said with concern. Long Yanyan hugged her bare shoulders, unsure what to do. I continued, "If I go back to get some clothes and come back, it'll take at least an hour round trip. Not only will I run into other bad guys, but what if the thief who stole your clothes is nearby and following you? He'll come right after me. What do you think I'll do then?"

Long Yanyan was frightened by my description. She stammered, "Then what should I do?"

Seeing that she was starting to take the bait, I was secretly pleased and said, "You can go back wearing my clothes first, and then bring me some clothes to wear." Long Yanyan was overjoyed. She quickly said, "Thank you so much, Officer Zhang. Give me the clothes right away."

She still didn't dare to look up, but simply stretched out her delicate hand towards me.

I grabbed her smooth, white hand and pulled her up. Her naked body immediately pressed against mine, and my erect penis pressed against her smooth lower abdomen. She was both ashamed and frightened, struggling in my arms, hersing, "Officer Zhang, what are you doing? Let me go!"

I held her cool, beautiful body tightly in my arms, one hand on her shoulder, the other on her buttocks, feeling warm all over, and said, "Teacher Long, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

I grabbed her hand and guided it to my penis, letting her feel my heat and erection. "Look, your body is so alluring, I'm about to explode. If you encounter other bad people, the consequences will be unimaginable.

You use your hand to make me feel good, and I'll let you wear my clothes. Okay?" Long Yanyan's naked body was immobilized in my embrace; she calmed down and stopped struggling. It seemed she was considering my suggestion. I pressed my advantage, saying, "Otherwise, even if I stay here and watch over you, after dawn, won't even more people see your naked body? Then your life will be over."

I analyzed the consequences for her.

Long Yanyan leaned helplessly against my chest, her firm breasts heaving violently against my touch. After a long while, she finally looked up at me, weakly asking, "How can I make you feel good with my hand?"

In the dim starlight, I could see tears welling in her beautiful eyes. I felt a surge of joy.

"It's simple," I said, guiding her hand to my penis again. "As I stroke you, I'll move it back and forth. It's very simple; just let it ejaculate."

Long Yanyan's hand obediently grasped my penis, pitifully saying, "You have to keep your word!"

I said, "I definitely will, I definitely will."

But I couldn't help but smile inwardly.

I found a relatively flat stone slab among the rocks and sat down on it, holding Long Yanyan in my arms. Long Yanyan's delicate skin clung to my body like a warm satin, her soft little hands timidly stroking my penis. I hadn't expected her technique to be so clumsy. Usually, she seemed lively and outgoing, and I'd heard from several village officials that they'd had an affair with her. Could it be... could those rumors be false, and she was still a virgin?

The thought that Long Yanyan might still be a virgin fueled my desire, and my penis trembled, swelling even more. Long Yanyan clearly felt my erection, her face turning away in embarrassment, unable to look at me. I caressed her round, full breasts, her body trembling slightly under my touch, fine nipples rising like waves around her breasts and cleavage.

I teased her sensitive body, admiring her slight writhing in response to my caresses. While enduring my teasing, she diligently gripped my penis, stroking it with increasing skill. Pleasure gradually spread from my penis throughout my body. I comfortably embraced the naked beauty beside me, my hands roaming freely over her smooth, alluring body. Her fair skin flushed a delicate pink under my meticulous caresses.

Sometime later, the starlight thinned, and a crescent moon hung in the vast night sky, generously casting its bright moonlight upon the earth. The surrounding scenery gradually became clearer in the moonlight. The only sound in the quiet night was the murmur of a small river. Long Yanyan's lovely body was even more beautiful and captivating in the moonlight. We nestled close together, and by the enchanting moonlight, I opened my eyes wide, carefully admiring her exquisite figure.

Truly worthy of being one of the four beauties of Longbizui Township, Long Yanyan possessed all the qualities of a beauty: long hair with delicate eyebrows, clear, watery eyes, a straight, smooth nose, rosy, alluring cherry lips, fair and smooth skin, firm and full breasts, and a slender, supple waist. Her shapely calves, though her two fair thighs were tightly closed, concealing the mysterious triangle area, revealed a mature and passionate beauty in the thick patch of dark hair that had floated on the water's surface when she walked in the starlight. Thinking of that scene, my heart itched, and my hand involuntarily slid downwards, trying to explore that alluring watery area.

Long Yanyan nervously grabbed my hand, "No, don't touch here!" Her watery eyes were filled with panic. I knew I couldn't rush things, so I released her hand but instead took it and guided it to my scrotum.

"Gently caress here too," I instructed her on how to caress my body. In the moonlight, her cheeks were flushed and incredibly alluring. She closed her eyes, groping my scrotum, gently kneading it.

"You have to watch me," I whispered in her ear, "You have to pay attention to my expressions and my reactions, so you can know how to make me happier and more comfortable." I taught this beautiful woman like a teacher instructing a student. At the same time, I gently caressed her pert breasts and smooth, firm abdomen with my hands. Her shy expression seemed to be on the verge of tears, her beautiful face displaying a complex mix of emotions, as if she were hesitant. I ignored her and continued to caress her body.

Long Yanyan opened her eyes, watching my erect penis throb and twitch in her hands, the large glans bobbing as if nodding with each stroke, even her neck turning red with embarrassment. She glanced at me quickly, and seeing that I wasn't paying attention to her, she lowered her head slightly to carefully observe my genitals, like a focused student.

Soon, I began to admire her progress. As I began to feel waves of pleasure much stronger than before, with her increasingly skillful and agile movements, from my perineum to my penis, I let out a soft, comfortable moan.

Hearing my moan, Long Yanyan's face turned even redder. Her head drooped even lower, but her hands moved faster and faster. Clearly, she understood how to make me happier. I stopped caressing her, my eyes half-closed, and against the stone wall behind me, I wholeheartedly enjoyed the gentle service and intense stimulation this beautiful and charming teacher was giving me. My mind involuntarily drifted back to the time I watched her teach her students at school.

In the spacious, tidy classroom, dressed elegantly, Long Yanyan was teaching the children to sing in impeccable Mandarin. With each song, her proud breasts rose and fell, incredibly alluring. And her beautiful voice seemed to echo in my ears now. "In the garden at night, all is quiet, only the wind sings softly. My beloved sits beside me, silently gazing at me without speaking..."

My hands involuntarily tightened around her thighs, my heart fluttering, as if I were on a date with my beloved girl by this beautiful riverbank.

A series of intense spasms in my penis pulled me back from my reverie. Oh no, I can't ejaculate like this. I grabbed Long Yanyan's rapidly moving hand.

"What's wrong?"

Long Yanyan looked up at me, puzzled. My mind raced. "Don't move," I whispered. "It sounds like someone's here," I deliberately tried to scare her. She trembled with fear, and I took the opportunity to lay her body flat on the clothes laid on the stone slab. I pressed my body against hers, intimately uniting with her full, beautiful body.

She was both ashamed and afraid, but dared not struggle. Just then, I heard voices coming from not far away. I felt a surge of relief.

I whispered in Long Yanyan's ear, "Don't move, don't make a sound, it'll be troublesome if someone finds out." Long Yanyan nodded frantically, her beautiful eyes filled with tension and fear.

I told her not to move, but I took the opportunity to caress her body, kissing her delicate skin repeatedly. Long Yanyan endured my violation, but what terrified her most was my erect penis moving like a snake between her legs, occasionally touching the most hidden tender flesh in her pubic hair. She dared not utter a sound, twisting and turning desperately, but unable to stop my nimble penis from its unbridled invasion. She was forced to clamp my penis tightly between her full thighs, and I felt the pleasurable sensation of her thighs squeezing hard. It felt incredibly good.

But the voices and footsteps in the distance grew closer, and I dared not make any more large movements. Long Yanyan sensed my cessation of the assault and breathed a sigh of relief. We remained pressed together in this intimate position.

Judging from the voices, two people were approaching. Although I was still kissing Long Yanyan's fragrant shoulder, I didn't let their voices escape my notice. They sounded like farmers from the neighborhood.

One, with a rougher voice, said, "What the hell? She wasn't wearing any clothes. Where could she have gone? We've been waiting by the river for so long!" The other, slightly hoarse, said, "The duck that was almost in our mouths has flown away. I heard she was a teacher. What a pity."

Hearing their conversation, our bodies trembled simultaneously. They were the ones who had stolen Long Yanyan's clothes.

The gruff voice said, "Damn it, they've got me all this pent-up anger with nowhere to vent." Another said, "That woman's a slut too. She went swimming in the river completely naked. And let me tell you, you rarely see clothes like that around here, like the kind city women wear in movies. They feel so smooth, like touching her body." The gruff voice chuckled lewdly, "Damn it, let's use her bra to vent our anger first." As they spoke, the two stopped near a pile of rocks not far from our hiding place. Then we heard the sounds of clothes rubbing against flesh, and their rapid breathing.

Long Yanyan looked both ashamed and angry. It seemed she knew what the two men were doing with her underwear. I whispered in her ear, "Don't be angry. I've memorized their voices. Tomorrow I'll catch them and get revenge for you." Long Yanyan nodded slightly, her eyes full of gratitude. We pressed tightly together, motionless, listening to their lewd panting. The two men were lost in the pleasure of masturbation, completely unaware that our naked bodies were so close. I knew they were probably fantasizing about Long Yanyan's delicate body moaning beneath them, while they could only satisfy their lust with her bra and panties. They had no idea that Long Yanyan's naked body was less than ten meters away behind a rock, being pressed down by equally naked men. Their imagined breasts were pressed tightly against my chest, and the ecstasy they dreamed of was also within arm's reach.

Long Yanyan seemed unable to support my weight; her thighs, which were clamped around my penis, loosened slightly, then closed tightly again. But in that brief moment, my penis was enough to thrust forward a little more, pressing directly against her unprotected, tender flesh. I could feel the heat emanating from her mysterious entrance; her pubic hair nestled around my penis, and the slightly closed opening of her vagina felt like a sweet little mouth gently kissing me. This intense stimulation made me involuntarily thrust my hips forward slightly. Long Yanyan's hands pressed against my groin, trying her best to stop my advances. We both tried our best to control ourselves, afraid to make any sound, lest we disturb the two men nearby, lost in their lewd fantasies.

After a few minutes, the two men let out a series of heavy groans. It seemed they had both reached their climax. Then, they lazily tossed their semen-stained clothes out, landing them on a rock not far from us. Immediately, a strong smell of semen filled the air. Long Yanyan turned her head away in disgust, her face a mixture of shame and anger that was both endearing and pitiful. The two men lit cigarettes, humming a vulgar tune, and staggered away.

A few minutes later, guessing they were far enough away, I straightened up and peered out to make sure they were well out of sight. Only then did I leave Long Yanyan, who was panting heavily from my weight, and say, "See, that was close! If I had left first, or if you had been wearing my clothes, we would have definitely run into those two guys, and that would have been dangerous." Long Yanyan's delicate cheeks were slightly pale from extreme tension. She looked at me gratefully, noticing my penis still proudly erect, and reached out her small, pink hand to grasp it and gently stroke it.

Looking at her bright and beautiful face, an uncontrollable surge of desire welled up within me. I lay on top of her, my buttocks raised, kissing her neck deeply. With each passionate kiss, her body trembled slightly. Her hands reached down to my groin, caressing my penis and scrotum simultaneously. Her hand stroking my penis was quick and powerful, while her hand caressing my scrotum was gentle and delicate.

Two intense pleasures, one strong and one weak, washed over me like a tidal wave. I groaned in pleasure, this time trying my best to endure her stimulation, desperately trying not to let my pleasure reach its limit too early. Long Yanyan worked hard to stimulate me, but after a long time, I still didn't seem to be approaching orgasm. A fine layer of sweat appeared on her face and body from the intense exercise.

She blushed and looked at the hot, hard penis in her hand, which felt like an iron rod. In a barely audible voice, she asked, "Those two finished so quickly, how come yours is still so long and so big?"

Her shy words made me secretly proud. I pretended to be helpless and said, "I'm very healthy, that's why my penis is so hard and so big. How can those two hooligans compare to me?"

Although our naked bodies had been pressed together for a long time, Long Yanyan still lowered her head, not daring to look at me, when I said the word "penis."

Looking at Long Yanyan's alluring appearance, my heart fluttered, and my blood seemed to rush to my head. I grasped her firm, perky breast with one hand and kissed her other breast. Under this intense stimulation, Long Yanyan couldn't help but breathe slightly. Her body trembled. As I sucked her pink nipple into my mouth and chewed on it with my tongue, her moans became even more seductive, and the hand stroking my penis became more and more forceful.

Slowly, I could feel her cool skin gradually warming up. I suppressed my burning desire and used all my skills to tease her beautiful, sensitive body—lips, tongue, hands, legs—every part of me was in intimate contact with her. In the soft moonlight, her beautiful face was filled with a dazed and intoxicated expression, her hot body responding to my caresses, completely forgetting her initial promise to only serve me with her hands.

My hand quietly reached towards her inner thigh, massaging her high, tender mound. My fingers deftly reached for her tightly closed vulva. Long Yanyan trembled as if electrocuted, desperately trying to clamp my fingers between her legs, but only managing to hold my arm. My fingers continued to caress her delicate flesh with affection. Long Yanyan gasped softly with each touch, her small hands gripping my penis tightly, like a drowning person clinging to a stick for survival. Under the moonlight, her starry eyes were half-closed, her cheeks flushed, and her proud breasts heaved violently. Her naked body on the quiet riverbank resembled a mermaid from a myth.

"No!" Long Yanyan gasped, trying to stop me. "Don't touch there, I'll use my hand." I kissed her delicate earlobe, whispering in her ear like a lover's whisper, "Yanyan, I love you, you're so beautiful." At the same time, my hand relentlessly invaded her vaginal opening. My fingers slightly parted the warm, supple opening, and some warm, slippery love fluid flowed out. Feeling the beautiful woman aroused by my teasing, I became even more excited.

The quiet night, the babbling brook, the clear moonlight, the naked beauty—these images combined were more powerful than the best aphrodisiac in the world. No normal, healthy man could resist such temptation. I felt my body growing hotter and hotter, and I could no longer control my impulse. I grabbed Long Yanyan's smooth, firm breasts, knelt between her legs, spread her thighs with my knees, and thrust my hard, throbbing penis into her vaginal opening.

"Ah!"

Long Yanyan cried out softly, struggling violently to resist, but my strong hands pressed firmly against her breasts, and her thighs were spread apart and unable to close. She was powerless to resist. She could only try to close her vaginal opening, hoping to stop my advance. The slightly contracted opening, however, was incredibly alluring to me; this last line of defense crumbled before me. My penis easily slipped through her flesh and entered her warm, lubricated cavity. A wave of pleasurable sensation instantly flowed through my body—so comfortable. Along with this pleasurable feeling, two glistening tears rolled down Long Yanyan's cheeks.

As my penis penetrated deeply into her body, she closed her eyes, biting her lip tightly, silently enduring the pain. "Foolish woman," I chuckled inwardly. She actually thought any man could control his desire in front of her beautiful, naked body, that she could extinguish a man's lust with her hands. After enjoying the service of her tender hands, I began to thrust into her alluring vagina with all my might, savoring the intoxicating sensations her body brought me.

Long Yanyan's vaginal canal was short, and I easily forced my way through her cervix and into the deepest part of her body. She didn't secrete much lubrication, which didn't hinder my movements; instead, it made me feel the powerful friction of her vaginal walls even more intensely. A wave of pleasure surged through my body, and Long Yanyan couldn't help but moan with each of my violent thrusts. I couldn't tell if it was a moan of pain or pleasure, but the moaning acted like a stimulant, fueling my desire to conquer. I possessed this beautiful woman, and I wanted to conquer her with my penis.

I kissed and bit her breasts wantonly, my hips pounding violently, each thrust more intense than the last. Her body trembled violently under my frenzied thrusts. She didn't cooperate with my movements, but the tightly clenched vaginal canal made my penis feel incredibly comfortable and pleasurable.

My penis rotated and ground against her vaginal walls inside her uterus. She was particularly sensitive to this movement; each time, her moans were especially intense, and her lower abdomen involuntarily heaved upwards, as if hoping to feel my stimulation even more strongly.

A woman is a woman, after all. Under the invasion of a male, her body will always betray her will. Discovering her weakness, I thrust into her flesh walls even more passionately. Intense pleasure overwhelmed her; the cells seeking pleasure had taken over her central nervous system. Her body undulated beneath me like waves, her two delicate arms tightly wrapped around me. More and more love fluid gushed out from her vagina, moistening my penis, making it easier for me to ravage her beautiful body. This made my pleasure even stronger and more stimulating.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was too stimulating and too enchanting; perhaps it was because the foreplay had lasted too long. Before long, I felt my penis spasm and swell, and my lower back began to ache. I was about to reach orgasm.

Long Yanyan sensed my abnormality from the irregular twitching of my penis and immediately pushed my waist with her hands, "You, you come out quickly, don't ejaculate inside!" she cried urgently.

But burning with desire, like an arrow about to be released, how could I bear to withdraw my penis from her warm, narrow body? I quickened my thrusting, pressing my entire weight onto her, panting as I desperately penetrated her. Her struggles stimulated me to reach that moment of extreme excitement even faster. My penis swelled inside her uterus, and with each powerful contraction, gushes of semen gushed out, striking the walls of her uterus like bullets. Her body trembled violently, uttering a series of unconscious murmurs. Her vaginal canal tightened, gripping my penis so tightly that it couldn't move, and a large amount of hot fluid flowed out, scalding me with unparalleled pleasure. I was so blissfully oblivious to my surroundings that I continued thrusting a few more times before collapsing onto her beautiful body.

When I heard the sound of a flowing stream again, I realized that my penis was still gently enveloped by Long Yanyan's warm vaginal canal. My penis hadn't softened after ejaculation; it remained erect inside her, as if I hadn't yet reached orgasm. Long Yanyan sobbed softly, her fair and delicate face streaked with tears.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache, and I gently licked away her tears.

"Don't cry, Yanyan," I whispered softly in her ear, "I've always liked you so much, you know? I really like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"

I couldn't bear to see a woman cry in front of me. My tone and expression were like an innocent young man proposing to the girl he loved. But unfortunately, there were no roses, no music, and the position wasn't quite right. I didn't kneel before her; instead, I pressed myself against her, my hard penis still inside her. Under

my gentle onslaught, Long Yanyan stopped sobbing. She didn't say a word, just silently lowered her head. I continued to utter sweet words that even I didn't believe, while constantly caressing her. I don't know how much time passed, or what I said. Long Yanyan's expression gradually softened. She looked at me with resentful eyes, "Is everything you said true?"

Good heavens, I wasn't even sure what I'd said, but at this moment, I couldn't hesitate for a second. I said sincerely and innocently, "I'm telling the truth. I love you, I really love you."

Her beautiful cheeks flushed slightly. She brushed her long hair, which cascaded down her chest, and whispered, "Now I'm yours. You can't hurt me. I need your promise." I lovingly stroked her shoulder, and a string of insincere promises immediately floated into the air. Women are so foolish; these pointless vows somehow win their hearts. Her breasts heaved, clearly moved by my vow.

Her cheeks flushed again. She reached out her delicate white hands to wrap around my neck and planted a kiss on my cheek. I couldn't resist anymore and pressed my hand against her soft breasts. I lowered my head and kissed her face and forehead passionately. Her small mouth came closer, finding my lips and offering her warm, agile tongue. My mind went blank, overwhelmed by that long-lost feeling of intimacy. The joyful times I spent kissing Xiaoling flooded back, and I was completely unaware of which beautiful woman I was currently embracing.

Before tonight, I hadn't kissed any other woman besides Xiaoling; kissing seemed to be my deepest and truest impression of her. At this moment, it felt like I had returned to those bygone days. A quiet night, a beautiful campus. I embraced my beloved girl and kissed passionately by the romantic artificial lake. I fervently sucked on her sweet tongue, swirling it in her mouth, letting saliva flow between our tightly intertwined lips with the advance and retreat of our tongues.

Boiling blood burned through our bodies. I was lost in this enchanting moment. Long Yanyan couldn't bear my frantic demands; she hugged my shoulders, breathing heavily in my ear. Her sweet scent lulled me into a beautiful dream I didn't want to wake from.

In our passionate embrace, my penis trembled involuntarily within her narrow, tight passage. Long Yanyan sensed my desire, giving me a coquettish glance, her eyes brimming with tenderness. I held her slender body, my lower body gently thrusting, the flames of desire burning my body, searching once more for paradise.

Her eyes were slightly closed, her body swaying with my movements, her passage gradually becoming lubricated, love juices flowing freely. My movements intensified, my hips rising and falling between her thighs, her cool, beautiful arms gently caressing my waist, occasionally emitting alluring moans.

With her cooperation, I began to feel an even more intense stimulation than before. The walls of her vaginal canal contracted incessantly, squeezing my penis, while the depths of her uterus seemed to suck at me intimately like countless tiny mouths. With each thrust of my penis, her flat, firm abdomen rose and fell, welcoming my penetration.

My heart was filled with the joy of a conqueror. Perhaps because I had just ejaculated, I lasted particularly long this time. My hard penis rubbed and stirred her vaginal canal like an iron rod, making her moans and gasps grow stronger. Her curvaceous body undulated and writhed like water in a storm. She trembled all over with each of my fierce thrusts, like a helpless lamb, which only fueled the beastly impulses hidden deep within me. I wanted to ravage her, destroy her, tear her apart. My mouth hissed and bit at her clean, cool skin, my hands kneaded her firm, full breasts, and my penis rammed and pounded inside her tender, passionate vagina.

Like a wild beast, I unleashed my most violent, savage, and ferocious passion upon her innocent, beautiful body.

Sweat poured out like slurry, filling every space between our bodies. She convulsed in waves, her body tensing and relaxing, then tensing and relaxing again. Her sobbing moans, like weeping cries, mingled with my heavy breathing, echoing along the quiet riverbank.

As I approached my next climax, she clung tightly to my buttocks, her nails digging deep into my muscles, her body arching, her breasts and lower abdomen pressed tightly against mine, her movements expressing how much she anticipated my outburst, how much she longed for my pleasure. I howled like a wounded wolf, my semen erupting like a torrent, all of it hitting her blossoming flower. She cried out in ecstasy from the surge of my hot, passionate semen, her face displaying a blissful, ecstatic expression that showed me, in the throes of extreme pleasure, what it meant to be in ecstasy.

After ejaculating, I lay weakly on top of her, unable to move. She was also limp and motionless, as if her body had fallen apart. Only the gentle evening breeze soothed our exhausted, naked bodies.

In the dead of night, I, shirtless, held Long Yanyan, who was only wearing a shirt, and we walked unsteadily in the darkness. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her watery eyes looking at me gently like starlight. A joyful expression rippled across her beautiful face, making me deeply understand what it meant to be deeply grateful to a beautiful woman. The taste of love that I had long forgotten returned to me, and the feeling of happiness filled our surroundings at least for this moment. Teachers are different; their learning ability is strong. She observed my body's reaction, her pair of white and tender hands constantly probing different angles and strengths, judging from my expressions and body movements what kind of movements caused my pleasure, and constantly adjusting her position for stroking my penis.

Fallen Policeman (1) Chapter 5 The Sound of Music

Xiang Wenli did not break his promise. Liao Xiaodong received his transfer order in just half a month. His efficiency was indeed astounding. Liao Xiaodong was overjoyed, though outwardly she seemed reluctant to part with me. The day after receiving the order, she packed her bags and went to the county to report for duty. Xiang Wenli, who was going to the city for training, was on the same train with her. I didn't want to bother thinking about whether there would be any new developments between them. I was happy to be carefree, no longer needing to bother ending our ambiguous relationship.

I could wholeheartedly face a new relationship.

Love happened between me and Long Yanyan so wonderfully and so passionately, making me feel like I was back in my previous relationship. The only difference was that this time it was a complete union of body and soul. With my insistence, Long Yanyan tacitly allowed me to make our relationship public, which in the countryside meant that Long Yanyan was essentially my legal wife. No one could say anything to her anymore. Otherwise, they would not only face my revenge but also public condemnation. And I could openly eat with her in the township government canteen, and occasionally even stay overnight in the teachers' dormitory in the school's brick-and-tile building. He has completely said goodbye to bachelor life.

Long Yanyan is from this city. Both her parents are teachers, teaching in another county. She is the eldest child in her family, with a younger sister studying at a teachers' college. It seems her parents want them to follow in their footsteps and carry on their family's scholarly tradition. Perhaps because she is the eldest daughter, the elegant and refined Long Yanyan is also exceptionally skillful in domestic matters. Besides keeping the house elegantly clean and tidy, she is also an excellent cook. Whenever there's a market in the village, she buys some groceries, and when I return to her dormitory, a sumptuous meal is always waiting for me. Unlike the greasy food in village restaurants, hers is delicate and delicious. Every time, it whets my appetite, and I devour it all in no time.

What surprised me most about Long Yanyan was her incredibly moving guitar playing. I had assumed that the music teacher in a rural elementary school wouldn't be very good, but after hearing her play "Autumn Whispers" on the guitar, I was deeply moved. I never imagined that the guitar could interpret this famous piece so perfectly. This completely extinguished my initial urge to show off my guitar skills. "

Music is like water"—I don't know who said that, but I think it's very true. On a summer afternoon, sunlight streamed through the trees into the room, dappling the floor with its patterns. Long Yanyan, holding her guitar, looked as beautiful as an ancient Greek sculpture. The beautiful music seemed to resonate within me, flowing with my blood—everything was so natural and harmonious. I felt as if I were immersed in an ocean of music, blissfully intoxicated.

Occasionally, at Long Yanyan's insistence, I would reluctantly play for her those campus folk songs that accompanied my growth: "Für Elise," "Red River Valley," "My Brother Who Sleeps in the Bunk Above Me," and "Musical Insects"—these stylistically different tunes would echo in the quiet campus. Some beautiful and painful memories and emotions that I had once carelessly abandoned would surge through my mind with the music, filling my heart with a gentle warmth. These were the most heartwarming and serene days of my nearly thirty years of life.

From a purely practical standpoint, Longbizui, this remote and impoverished village far removed from cities and modern civilization, truly deserves the title of a paradise. The pure air, azure sky, verdant forests, and babbling brooks are enough to enchant any refined person yearning for rural life.

Unfortunately, people are driven by desires, and the younger generation is often drawn to the bustling city life beyond the mountains, ignoring the preciousness of what they possess and fantasizing about the unknown splendor. I was no exception. Especially having experienced the dazzling lights and so-called modern civilization of the city, I only saw this beautiful countryside as a temporary refuge, always ready to return to the city that symbolizes material civilization and enjoyment. I told myself that I was exiled here; my future, my family's honor, everything in the future required me to strive for it in a distant city. Faced with a clear goal, I would go even against all odds.

Long Yanyan is the kind of person who is detached and tranquil. The banner on her dormitory wall perfectly reflects her character: "Without desire, one is invincible." Every time I see it, I can't help but laugh. What's the point of living without desires? She was easily satisfied, both physically and emotionally. This touched me deeply, as she didn't require me to expend too much energy or emotion. However, I couldn't help feeling a slight sense of loss; my young heart yearned for more praise and encouragement, especially from my girlfriend. Perhaps no longer caring about others' opinions is a sign of maturity. Nevertheless, I was very satisfied with her in other aspects.

I'm a healthy and strong young man, so my desires, especially physical ones, are particularly strong. After experiencing pleasure, I needed to be intimate with Long Yanyan every night to fall asleep. Seeing her writhing and groaning beneath me, even begging for mercy, greatly satisfied my desires and ego. She wasn't used to my unexpected ideas, but she satisfied my almost perverse demands like the gentlest and most considerate wife.

When I was studying at the military-affiliated school, enduring the teachers' scolding and reprimands in the classroom was commonplace. I often fantasized about one day being able to beat and scold the teachers in the classroom. As I grew up, I naturally laughed off my childhood thoughts, but now, making love with a beautiful teacher in an empty classroom on a sacred school campus is my favorite thing to do.

When I first made this request to Long Yanyan, her intense reaction surprised me. She felt that teaching was a sacred profession, and the classroom was a place for imparting knowledge and resolving doubts; how could I do such a shameful thing there? But the saying that women in love are blind is absolutely true. Despite my repeated insistence, she still complied with my wishes, making love with me in the classroom time and time again. At first, it was only at night, then at dusk, and finally, even in the bright sunshine of day, she lay on the teacher's desk, enduring my thrusts. I let my blissful cries and overflowing love juices mingle in the empty classroom.

My improved mood also brought tangible benefits to the simple farmers; I treated those detained on all sorts of absurd charges leniently, and I had no right to completely refrain from punishment. After all, our police station is nominally under the direct leadership of the township party committee. I can do favors for individuals detained by the government, but releasing them all would only be possible if I wanted to quit. I reduced their fines and tried to make their lives during detention as humane as possible. This was something I could do.

Long Yanyan was very happy that I did this. Many of her students came from impoverished families who couldn't afford tuition, and she knew that even one yuan meant a heavy burden for these families. A considerable portion of her annual salary went to supporting impoverished students, which made her own life somewhat frugal. Teachers like her often only received seven or eight months' salary a year, with the rest going to IOUs. After I made our relationship public, the people from the township education office and the township finance office tried to cash out her IOUs separately, but she refused. She said she didn't want to be the only one to receive special treatment unless all the teachers' IOUs were cashed out. Later, Old Wu from the township education office told me this while drinking, which made me both laugh and cry. I really didn't know what to say about her—was she old-fashioned, foolish, or naive? This was the income she deserved for her labor.

That summer seemed particularly long. Rural schools only had four and a half days of classes a week, but besides the regular summer holidays, there were many other miscellaneous holidays. Many of the teachers were also part-time workers (meaning they were privately employed teachers who also farmed), and they would go home to work in the fields on holidays. A few other teachers also went home. Long Yanyan used to go home too, but since we got together, she rarely went home, mostly staying at school with me. The spacious campus was especially peaceful at this time of year, and we spent many romantic nights there. Almost every corner of the campus bore traces of our lovemaking.

The first time we made love in the classroom was one hot night not long after the summer holidays began. In the dense thickets of the campus, only cicadas chirped desperately, and fireflies danced in the darkness, like scholars on their way to the imperial examinations, anticipating a once-in-a-millennium romantic encounter (a line of modern poetry that I remember most vividly, haha). Long Yanyan seemed rather tense, which could be heard from the sound of her guitar playing; the melody of "Silent Night," which should have been peaceful and serene, sounded somewhat hurried. This was understandable; she had agreed to my almost pleading request to expose her beautiful, youthful body in the classroom where she usually taught students, to passionately make love with me. Although the classroom was empty, it felt as if dozens of innocent, pure eyes were watching.

I wondered if she felt the same way, because even in the darkness, I could see two fiery blushes on her delicate face.

I quietly walked behind her and wrapped my arms around her slender waist. A sweet, intoxicating fragrance wafted towards me, a post-bath scent. My head rested on her shoulder, feeling the warmth of her skin. My hands greedily caressed her flat, firm belly. Her body trembled slightly as she continued playing the guitar, facing the empty classroom, as if she were giving a music lesson. The music, however, was now chaotic and disordered, having lost its original peace and warmth, instead carrying a lingering, poignant tone that added an alluring vitality to the quiet classroom in the darkness.

Seeing Long Yanyan's reserved yet easily provoked shyness, I felt a surge of joy. While passionately kissing her fair, beautiful neck, I slipped my hand inside her collar, touching her smooth, full breasts, and my lower body naturally reacted.

Although it was already dark, the air was still thick with heat. Perhaps it was the heat, or perhaps it was nervousness, but my back was already soaked with sweat. Making love in the classroom would certainly be exciting, but no one could guarantee that there wouldn't be anyone seeking respite in the empty campus at this moment. It felt as if countless eyes were watching from the darkness outside the classroom window. My heart was pounding, and Long Yanyan's heart was pounding even faster. For a moment, the classroom was so quiet that only our rapid heartbeats could be heard.

I then realized that she had put down her guitar at some point and was now wrapped her arms around my waist.

In the silence, my penis, unaffected by my nervousness, stood proudly erect, thrusting arrogantly through my pants, like a vicious wolf baring its fangs. I pulled down the zipper of my shorts, and my engorged penis immediately pressed against Long Yanyan's full, high buttocks, feeling her supple elasticity through her seemingly weightless gauze skirt. Long Yanyan turned her head to face my chest, her eyes sparkling, her thin red lips alluring and tender. I lowered my head and kissed her, sealing her luscious little mouth with my own. Her moist, slippery tongue moved nimbly in my mouth, dodging my advances. Her

jade-like, fair, and cool arms twisted behind her back, accurately grasping my burning penis and gently stroking it.

Although Long Yanyan didn't have much experience, after several intimate moments with me, the clever and intelligent woman had figured out how to give me the best stimulation. Her hand grasped the base of my penis, her index finger skillfully stroking my perineum, making my passion burn even more intensely. As my penis fully erect, it began to secrete a little viscous fluid. She felt my magnificence, and her little hands increased the pressure of her kneading. I happily sucked on her smooth, fragrant tongue until she let out soft moans, then reluctantly released her enchanting little mouth.

I lifted Long Yanyan's skirt and pulled her panties down to her knees. I caressed her firm, elastic buttocks tenderly. She leaned forward on the desk, one hand supporting her weight, the other still stroking my penis. My hand slid down her alluring buttocks, exploring her mysterious valley, where it touched a warm, slippery love juice. She felt intense stimulation in this special environment. My

fingers, coated with the sticky love juice, gently rubbed her groin, occasionally touching her sensitive flesh. Under my teasing, her body trembled, love juice flowing continuously from that enchanting passage, down her round, firm thighs, soaking a large patch of her panties that had fallen to her knees. Her delicate mouth emitted captivating moans, though she tried to suppress them, they rang out so brightly in the quiet, empty classroom. Her moans were so beautiful, no less melodious than the most beautiful world-famous songs to my ears.

I continued teasing her most sensitive areas, while my right hand moved upwards, finding the zipper on the back of her light green sleeveless top and slowly pulling it down. I rolled the top up to her shoulders and neck, and Long Yanyan obediently raised her arms, allowing me to easily remove it. Then, I familiarly found the buttons on her fabric bra and gently unhooked them. Her full, beautiful breasts immediately sprang out, proudly exposed to the air, like two beautiful flowers blooming on her chest.

Moonlight streamed in through the classroom windows, casting a soft silver glow on the desks, chairs, and floor, creating a cool atmosphere. Music was playing from the teachers' dormitory in the distance, its distant sound making me feel as if I were in a beautiful fairytale world.

But this cozy atmosphere couldn't stop me from going further; a burning desire made my skin feel hot. My hand slowly slid down Long Yanyan's smooth, beautiful skin, brushing past her undulating breasts, pausing briefly on her small nipples like a dragonfly skimming the water, before continuing its downward movement. Her skin, with each touch of my caress, tingled with irresistible quivering from the fine downy hair.

Two pink buttons adorned the hem of her skirt at her waist; as I deftly removed them, the pure white gauze skirt, a symbol of purity and beauty, slid down gently, landing lightly at her feet like a petal in the wind. Her delicate and alluring body was laid bare before me like a newborn infant, as captivating as a beautiful white jade sculpture.

I released her with a sigh, taking two steps back. Standing below the platform, I greedily admired the woman who belonged only to me. As if deliberately displaying her graceful figure, she straightened her youthful body, meeting my burning, lustful gaze. She took a deep breath, puffed out her chest, and pulled in her stomach, making her already erect breasts even more prominent. With each breath, her two alluring breasts rose and fell gently in the darkness, proudly displaying their vitality. Gazing upon her beautiful curves, my understanding of the "golden ratio" deepened once more; only the curves of the human body are truly perfect.

Long Yanyan, finally unable to withstand my wolfish, greedy gaze, gently closed her eyes. A seductive blush spread across her fair, beautiful face, and her glossy black hair cascaded naturally over her shoulders, a few strands even playfully climbing onto her tender breasts. Her entire being, on the sacred platform, exuded a captivating charm that even darkness could not conceal.

My desire, every part of my body, including my throbbing penis, urged me to attack this beautiful embodiment before me. To breach her defenses, to possess every inch of her body, to unleash the innate, bloodthirsty urge of a man to conquer and destroy.

Amidst Long Yanyan's soft moans, my strong chest pressed her body against the cold blackboard. She stared at the cold blackboard, her pearly white teeth gently biting her red lips, her face filled with a beautiful and alluring expression, her eyes shimmering as if a pool of fiery passion awaited my assault. My eyes seemed to spit fire as I reached up and lifted her legs, thrusting forward with my lower abdomen, my penis gliding over her smooth, tender flesh, plunging into her love-filled yet still tight and narrow passage. Her seemingly receptive entrance tightly gripped the base of my penis, writhing as my coarse pubic hair brushed against her delicate walls. A feeling of pleasure instantly flowed through my entire body like water.

Long Yanyan's hands rested on my shoulders, her whole body trembling violently with each thrust. Each impact caused her to involuntarily let out a moan of pleasure. This standing position allowed our bodies to contact each other to the maximum extent, resulting in a more intense pleasure than in ordinary positions.

I breathed heavily with excitement, my hands, lifting her thighs, sinking deep into her soft skin. The muscles in my waist and abdomen were taut, my penis surging wildly in her warm, narrow passage, like a magic key unlocking her beautiful body. Each touch sent her body twitching like an electric shock. It was like a primal and enchanting dance of ecstasy, and the soft moans emanating from her tender red lips were like the music accompanying the dance. Stimulating every sensory cell in my body, I became even more excited and thrust harder.

Before long, Long Yanyan convulsed, her whole body going limp like mud. Copious amounts of love fluid turned her narrow passage into a liquid ocean, soaking my still-erect penis. Looking at her conquered, alluring expression, my lust not only didn't subside but became even more intense.

I lifted Long Yanyan's legs completely, her upper body weight pressing almost entirely onto my penis, my deep erection against her uterine wall. Although she was still in the afterglow of her orgasm, the intense stimulation caused her to cry out in a high-pitched voice, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck, her thighs entwined around my waist like vines, her delicate flesh completely wrapped around me.

I took a deep breath, savoring the pleasure of our bodies rubbing together. Her fair, rounded breasts were slightly deformed by the pressure of my chest against her, her smooth, firm abdomen pressed tightly against my stomach; our position was incredibly intimate.

Feeling the pleasure from Long Yanyan's tender flesh, I thrust upwards a few times, finding this position uncomfortable. I tentatively reached under her buttocks and forcefully tossed her upwards. An indescribable pleasure surged through my body like lightning; my penis felt as if it were piercing tender flesh, experiencing unparalleled pleasure as it violently struck her uterine wall. Long Yanyan's skin tensed instantly, and she let out a weeping moan in my ear. We both experienced pleasures we had never felt before.

I thrust her hips upwards with all my might, enduring the intense friction as she fell. Her love juices gushed forth, flowing onto my body, mingling with my sweat, and trickling down my legs. The empty classroom was filled with our frantic panting and moaning; at that moment, we were immersed in the intense desire for pleasure. We were completely oblivious to whether the sounds of our lovemaking would disturb others in the school.

Looking at Long Yanyan's ecstatic expression, hearing her seductive moans, and imagining myself in the quiet, sacred classroom of the school, having sex with a young and beautiful female teacher, my blood was boiling. A powerful force surged through my body with intense pleasure, searching for an outlet.

This position was very strenuous, bringing extreme pleasure but also making me sweat even more. Before long, I felt my penis spasming inside her, and it had clearly grown much larger. I was about to climax. Perhaps it was the stimulation of my erect penis that brought her to another climax. Her uterine walls contracted strongly, and the walls of her vaginal canal writhed violently against my penis. Large gushes of vaginal fluid gushed out again, warming my penis.

I could no longer bear the intense pleasure. Like a wild beast, I grabbed her and slammed her back against the blackboard. My penis convulsed uncontrollably, ejaculating a mixture of countless sperm with the hot semen. With each spurt of semen, our intertwined bodies trembled almost in sync with its rhythm.

When the distant music returned to my ears, the aching in my arms and waist made it impossible to support Long Yanyan's weight any longer. I gently lowered her legs. A large amount of fluid flowed from her vaginal canal, some of the viscous liquid hanging in the air in long, obscene streaks. As Long Yanyan regained consciousness, she seemed to realize she had been making love in the classroom where she worked. Her cheeks flushed red, and she gave me a coquettish glance

before taking out tissues to wipe her wet lower body. Then she gently cleaned my limp penis. The sweat on the blackboard could be wiped away, but the love fluid that had spilled onto the floor left a stain on the floor beneath the podium. I wondered how she would feel if she saw this stain during class, a lewd thought that made my smile look strangely odd. Long Yanyan noticed me staring at the stain on the floor, and perhaps guessing what I was thinking, she blushed and lightly slapped me, then buried her face in my chest, making me feel her delicate cheeks burning red.

Once something happens, it's bound to happen again. After experiencing the thrill of illicit lovemaking in the classroom, we became even more unrestrained, seizing every opportunity to make love in various corners of the campus, deeply immersed in pleasure. Our young bodies and burning desires longed for each moment of madness.

From then on, I gradually developed a liking for having sex with Long Yanyan in classrooms or other public places. The thrill of being a thief gave me extreme pleasure. Although Long Yanyan was not as open as I was, she believed that satisfying my sexual needs was a wife's responsibility, and with my combination of persuasion and coercion, she was generally very cooperative.

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Fallen Policeman (2) Chapter 01

Everyone knows that almost every city in mainland China has its own red-light district. My medium-sized city in western Hunan is no exception. The existence of red-light districts is a disgrace to the government, not the police. But as a police officer who once took an oath under the national flag, I still feel a sense of shame.

I am the head of the police station, and my jurisdiction is located in the eastern part of the city. The most prosperous red-light district in the city is within my jurisdiction.

Since 1998, the government has funded 30% of our salaries, and we have to generate our own income and office expenses. Everyone knows what it means for a unit with power to generate revenue. Cracking down on gambling, prostitution, and imposing fines are our only and most convenient revenue-generating channels. With a 40% return rate, our income was much higher than most people in the city.

However, as government finances became increasingly strained, starting in 2000, all fines were turned over to the treasury.

We lost this income. So, following the example of other police stations, we, the maintainers of public order, degenerated into a gang-like organization—collecting protection money, extorting protection money from all entertainment venues in our jurisdiction that offered prostitutes—a "security management fee," with each prostitute paying 200 yuan per month.

We became people who exploited the money prostitutes earned from selling their bodies to survive. The former chief was promoted for his outstanding performance, and I took over his position this March. Although I deeply resented this system, I wouldn't be foolish enough to want to disrupt the income of the majority of those who benefited from it, especially since I was content with enjoying the various pleasures it brought me. I just muddled through.

On May 9th, just as the grueling May Day holiday security work ended, several of my subordinates and I were invited to dinner by the owner of the "Xinxinlou" restaurant in our jurisdiction. A luxurious private room, dim lighting, and an alluring atmosphere.

Add to that several young and beautiful women, and our excitement immediately builds.

It's clear the woman accompanying me was specially arranged by the boss; she's more innocent and beautiful than the others, with a slender figure, fair skin, and especially her long, glossy black hair, which I admire most. In this setting, the meal is just a formality. Soon, we each took our respective women into luxuriously decorated private rooms.

Lying on the large, soft Simmons mattress, I watched as this woman named Xiaofei undressed before me, piece by piece. She was truly beautiful; her smooth skin reflected a soft glow under the pink light, and her full breasts had two slightly erect pink nipples. She seemed to be relatively new to the industry, not yet fully ravaged.

Soon, Xiaofei, naked and beautiful, knelt beside me and helped me remove my clothes. Then, in fluent Mandarin, she said to me, "Boss, shall I give you a massage first?"

Before I could answer, she gently massaged my chest with her two soft, warm hands. I lay quietly, enjoying Xiaofei's caressing massage. At the same time, I stroked and played with her breasts hanging in front of my chest.

Her breasts were very elastic and felt very comfortable to touch. "Where are you from? Your Mandarin is quite good,"

I asked Xiaofei.

She intentionally or unintentionally pulled her breasts away from my hands and turned to massage my thighs and lower abdomen, saying in her soft, pleasant Mandarin, "I'm from Jiangsu."

As Xiaofei's fingers gently and skillfully massaged, my penis slowly grew larger, and I lost interest in talking. Xiaofei's hands gradually approached my penis, pressing down on the base of my penis. I felt a surge of heat from her palms entering my body, and I became even more erect.

Xiaofei gently held my scrotum with her left hand and gently stroked my penis with her right hand. Waves of pleasure washed over me. I had never experienced such pleasurable service before. In the past, when I was burning with desire, I would just take off my clothes and rush through it, like a thief. Xiao Fei's hands moved faster and faster, and waves of pleasure washed over me. My blood seemed to be boiling.

I grabbed Xiao Fei's thigh and said urgently, "Okay, okay."

Xiao Fei smiled seductively at me and said, "Boss, don't rush. Brother Zheng asked me to give you the whole thing, so don't rush."

After saying that, she bent down and licked my penis with the tip of her tongue. A jolt of pleasure shot through me, and I couldn't help but let out a soft cry. I forgot where I was, and then I felt my penis enter a warm, wet space. A kind of stimulation I had never experienced before made me feel what it meant to be in ecstasy for the first time.

I closed my eyes in comfort, enjoying the wave after wave of pleasure that Xiao Fei brought me with her mouth. Although I'd seen this kind of sex in online novels and pornographic films, I'd never had the chance to try it in this western city. Neither my girlfriend nor the prostitutes would ever offer me this service. I never imagined that this seemingly innocent and pretty girl would let me experience oral sex for the first time.

Xiaofei's head moved up and down between my legs, her long hair scattered across my abdomen, obscuring her face. As I enjoyed the pleasure, a surge of masculine pride welled up within me. My mind was a jumble of thoughts. Between thrusts, Xiaofei gently stimulated the opening with her tongue, causing my body to involuntarily writhe. I moaned; it felt so good, even better than real sex.

As Xiaofei's head movements quickened, her hand gripping my scrotum tightened and loosened. I couldn't hold back any longer and hurriedly said to Xiaofei, "I...I'm going to cum."

Xiaofei moved even more vigorously.

"Uh..."

My mind went blank, and spurts of semen erupted, all of it shooting into Xiaofei's mouth.

Xiaofei held me tightly, her small hands gently stroking my penis. Until my last ejaculation, I was immersed in extreme pleasure. As I gradually regained consciousness, Xiaofei was still sucking on my penis, licking it with her tongue. This prolonged my pleasure, unlike the exhaustion and weariness I felt after ejaculation during sex.

I held Xiaofei's smooth, warm body tightly in my arms; this was the first time I had hugged my partner after an orgasm.

I refused to let Xiaofei continue to provide me with vaginal services; I didn't want any other actions to disrupt this comfortable and tranquil feeling. Looking at Xiaofei, who was curled up in my arms like a kitten, I was filled with gratitude; she had given me such pleasure.

Before leaving, I unusually didn't let the boss, Zheng Ge, whom Xiaofei had mentioned, pay the tip. I gave Xiaofei 1,000 yuan. I also told her to just come to me if she needed anything in the future.

Fallen Policeman (2) Chapter 2

Our police station is a three-story building in the Xinguang residential area. More than twenty police officers work here. The first floor is the duty room and garage. The second floor is the station chief's office, internal affairs office, and household registration office. The third floor is the interrogation room and detention room. Usually, only three or four internal affairs police officers work here; most of the police officers are on duty in various police districts.

Our station has two officers: an elderly man in his fifties who's always on sick leave and is rarely seen except when collecting his salary, and Chen Hong, a recent graduate. In reality, only Chen Hong is responsible for the station's work.

Chen Hong is twenty-two years old and the daughter of our retired Deputy Director Chen. She's very beautiful, 1.62 meters tall, and slender. The bureau's publicity department always borrows her to perform at evening parties; she's one of the three beauties of our branch. When she first arrived, the young men in the station and bureau were eager to win her heart.

During that time, our station was often bustling with activity. Even the neighborhood committee aunties asked me if there was a major case, given the large number of police officers there. Unfortunately, everyone failed. Chen Hong already had a boyfriend, the son of the deputy mayor, a graduate student working in the credit department of the city's Industrial and Commercial Bank.

I didn't have any fantasies about Chen Hong, not because I'm upright or married. I'm only twenty-eight years old and unmarried. Having worked in the public security system for so long, like most of my peers, I've long since passed the innocence and dreams of adolescence. I understand my own character and know my place in society. So-called love is just child's play. However, seeing a beautiful woman walking around me every day does help maintain a good mood.

The other day, an informant came to the station to see me, and we talked in the office behind closed doors. Informants are like the agents in Hong Kong police dramas—young people who commit minor offenses but not major ones. They provide the police with various intelligence, generally without pay, unless it's for leads on wanted criminals. The police provide them with immunity from prosecution for minor offenses like fighting, gambling, and prostitution. In textbooks, they're called "eyes and ears," a system established by our first Minister of Public Security, General Luo Ruiqing.

The informant told me that recently, a group of Sichuanese people in my jurisdiction were selling ecstasy and other illegal drugs, mainly in various nightclubs. The leader was Ran Yong, known as "Little Brother," who had previously served three years in prison for intentional injury. (Sorry, I'm being a bit too verbose.) After the special operative left, I asked Chen Hong to bring me the internal files folder. She entered my office, bringing with her a fragrant scent. I wondered what kind of expensive perfume her boyfriend had given her.

After taking the folder, Chen Hong didn't leave. I couldn't help but look at her in surprise, only then noticing that she was wearing a police uniform that she rarely wore. She had a dashing and heroic air about her, but unfortunately, her full breasts made the uniform stand out high, adding a touch of sexiness.

"What's wrong, Xiao Chen?"

For the sake of our superior status and the necessary distance, I usually called her Xiao Chen.

Chen Hong's delicate face was slightly flushed. "Chief Zhang, is something wrong? I'm so bored in the office. You have to take me with you this time."

It turned out she wanted to learn how field officers handle cases. Our police station mainly handles small cases, usually just fines and detention. We generally don't close cases, otherwise the crime rate in the jurisdiction would increase, affecting our performance.

Looking at Chen Hong's eager eyes, I said, "Little Chen, we have different roles in revolutionary work..."

"Chief Zhang, don't always try to brush me off with those words," Chen Hong interrupted me. "I've been at the station for over a year, and if I don't use what I learned at police academy, I'll forget everything. I don't care, you have to take me this time."

A beautiful woman's coquettishness is quite effective. Looking at her charming appearance, and thinking that it wouldn't be too much trouble, I reluctantly said, "Okay, I'll take you this time."

Chen Hong smiled happily, "Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!" and gave me a standard salute.

I don't like the atmosphere of disco—the flashing, glaring lights, the deafening music, the wildly dancing crowd.

It gave me a sense of unreality.

We sat in the corner furthest from the dance floor. Chen Hong wore a black crew-neck shirt with a skull design, white athletic shorts, and her hair tied in a ponytail. She looked more like a student than a police officer, a picture of youthful and healthy beauty. She attracted frequent glances from a group of young people nearby.

I called over the disco's security manager, who immediately bowed and scraped, offering me a cigarette and chuckling, "Chief Zhang, what brings you here? Well, it's my treat tonight, please do me the honor!"

He then gave Chen Hong a greedy look. "This lady is so beautiful, Chief Zhang, you're quite the ladies' man."

"Stop babbling, listen carefully."

I disliked this security manager; he was also a released convict.

"I heard you have people selling ecstasy here?"

Before he could speak, I stared into his eyes and continued, "Don't try to fool me. I wouldn't have come without evidence. Bring their leader, that 'Little Brother' guy, to see me."

The security manager looked at me, his eyes beginning to show fear. "Chief Zhang, please sit down. This isn't my business. I'll go find him right away."

Chen Hong, seeing that I had dismissed the security manager with a few words, asked me, "Won't he be a problem?"

"No, he's a local tyrant. At most, he takes some bribes." I looked at Chen Hong and said, "Go dance for a bit! Keep an eye out while I talk to them."

Half an hour passed, and there was still no sign of the "Little Brother." I was getting a little impatient. I lit a cigarette and walked towards the bar. Suddenly, I heard a commotion on the dance floor. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw Chen Hong fighting with several strangely dressed young men and women.

Chen Hong was quite skilled; she could even hold her own against five opponents. Without thinking, I rushed forward, grabbed a fat man, punched him in the face, and kicked another man away. I squeezed between Chen Hong and her opponents. "What's going on?"

I asked Chen Hong. The others stopped when they saw my muscular build.

Chen Hong's face flushed red, and she said angrily, "They have foul mouths and are deliberately causing trouble."

I stared at the group of young men. They looked like petty thugs, and should have recognized me before, yet they all seemed utterly emboldened. A thought struck me: were they some of the Little Brother's men deliberately causing trouble? If so, this Little Brother was far too arrogant. Daring to attack a police officer in a public place.

Just then, the disco's security manager rushed over in a panic, yelling at the thugs, "Are you all tired of living? You even dared to hit Chief Zhang! Huh! Are you all out of your minds?"

The thugs chuckled, "So you're a police officer, no wonder you're so skilled, haha."

Seeing their brazen behavior, everything became clear to me. It must have been Little Brother's doing. I secretly regretted not bringing more men. I grabbed Chen Hong's hand, ignoring the thugs' mockery and the security manager's apologies, and squeezed through the crowd.

It was midnight in the police station office. I was busy calling my subordinates to keep a close watch on the disco and the gangsters, determined to drive them out of my jurisdiction completely.

Chen Hong came in carrying two boxes of instant noodles. "Chief Zhang, are you hungry? Have some instant noodles."

Indeed, I was quite hungry this late. I picked up a box of instant noodles and wolfed it down.

Chen Hong sat on the sofa opposite me, her two smooth, long legs crossed, looking strangely elegant. After a couple of bites, Chen Hong asked me, "Chief Zhang, I didn't realize you were so good at fighting. I've only ever seen them fight, never seen you, as their leader, take action."

I smiled. "As a policeman, how can you take charge without some skills? I must say, you didn't waste your time at the police academy."

After chatting for a while, my gaze was slowly drawn to Chen Hong's alluring red lips. Her rosy, delicate lips brought to the surface the deepest, stirring desire within me. I couldn't help but fantasize about the ecstasy of those thin lips sucking and caressing my penis.

Damn, is this a bit perverted? After experiencing the pleasure Xiaofei brought me with her mouth, my mind and eyes seem to only be able to see the mouths of beautiful women.

Actually, besides her pretty face, Chen Hong's slender figure and snow-white, smooth skin are also top-notch.

Perhaps it's because of the round-neck shirt she's wearing today, her full breasts are perky high, and the faint outlines of two small nipples are visible.

My penis became erect without me even realizing it. In the quiet night, apart from two auxiliary police officers in the duty room on the first floor, only Chen Hong and I were left in the entire police station office building. Perhaps the quiet of the night is more likely to stir up the most secret desires in people's hearts. I felt an restless flame burning in my body, my mouth was very dry, and Chen Hong's beauty and charm gave me an impulse to destroy and ravage. Perhaps, those rapists I've arrested before felt the same way when they committed crimes.

Chen Hong's casual glance seemed to catch a glimpse of the unusual movement in my lower body. Her fair face flushed instantly, and she straightened her posture slightly in nervousness. This only accentuated the alluring curves of the young girl. For a moment, I seemed to lose consciousness. When I came to, I realized I had Chen Hong pressed tightly against the sofa. Her warm, elastic breasts were pressed intimately against my chest. A woman's fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

Chen Hong struggled violently under my weight. "Director Zhang, no... don't do this."

Her hands pushed against my shoulders forcefully, her two strong, healthy legs twisting as she tried to push me away. This only made my penis rub even more intensely.

Chen Hong's voice was firm and suppressed. She was also afraid of alerting the security guards on the first floor. I pressed her legs down forcefully, kissing her face, ears, and neck passionately. Uncontrollable lust had completely taken over my mind.

I pinned Chen Hong's right hand behind her back, reached inside her round-neck blouse, and swiftly and accurately grasped her breast. Even through the thin silk bra, I could feel the warmth of her breast.

Chen Hong let out a soft "Ah," her whole body trembling. Afraid her voice would be heard, I immediately silenced her with a kiss, covering her luscious red lips. At the same time, I forcefully ripped off her bra and began to fondle her smooth, round breasts.

Chen Hong's face flushed crimson, and she suddenly rolled over, our bodies tumbling off the sofa and onto the floor. I endured the pain in my back and pressed her down again, my hands searching for the buttons on her white shorts. Chen Hong's bright eyes were filled with fear as she struggled, saying, "Director Zhang, Director Zhang, no, I'm going to scream..."

At that moment, I had almost completely lost my mind; only one thought occupied my mind: to possess her, to insert my penis into her pure and tender body. Ignoring Chen Hong's resistance and struggle, I ripped off her shorts and panties together, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my penis. Then I grabbed her hands tightly and used my knees to spread her thighs. My

already hard and swollen penis rubbed frantically between her legs. Suddenly, Chen Hong seemed to give up resisting, her whole body going limp. I looked at her in surprise, only to see her beautiful eyes closed, her cheeks snow-white. Only her pair of round and firm breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing.

My heart warmed, and I bent down to kiss her pink neck, one hand caressing her breasts, the other roaming over her naked body. Her smooth and cool body gave my burning body an indescribable pleasure. With my lips and hands caressing her limbs, Chen Hong's body trembled in waves, rows of fine goosebumps appearing on her smooth and delicate skin. I kissed her from her neck down to her lower abdomen, then back to her face. When I kissed her lips, she pursed them tightly, refusing the exploration of my tongue.

Under the bright office lights, Chen Hong lay supine on the floor, her body as white as a marble statue, beautiful, clean, and full of alluring charm. At that moment, only one thought occupied my mind: to make love with such a beauty even once, I would die without regret.

I knelt before Chen Hong, pressing myself as close to her body as possible. My penis explored its way into her vagina. It wasn't dry; it was somewhat lubricated, making full penetration easy. As my penis entered completely, Chen Hong took a deep breath, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Chen Hong was no longer a virgin, and I felt a slight pang of regret. But then I thought, if I were her boyfriend, I wouldn't allow her to retain her virginity. I began thrusting in and out of her. Unlike her cold body, her vaginal canal was hot, making my penis feel incredibly comfortable. Perhaps because we hadn't had sex often, her vaginal canal gave me a feeling of tight constraint and elasticity. I had only ever felt this way with my girlfriend. Looking at her numb expression, a destructive urge rose within me. I quickened my pace, kneading her beautiful breasts with a vengeance.

The night was cool, but my body was burning hot. As my movements accelerated, Chen Hong's cheeks flushed again, as if absorbing the heat from my body, and her cool frame began to heat up.

"You're finally feeling it too!"

I thought fiercely, continuing to thrust my penis deeper. Chen Hong's vagina became increasingly lubricated and hot, waves of pleasure washing over me through the friction. I couldn't help but want to penetrate her as deeply as possible.

I pressed my entire upper body against her chest, deforming her proud breasts slightly. I lifted her buttocks with both hands, thrusting deeper and deeper into her with each stroke. Chen Hong's face was flushed, her slightly open eyes filled with confusion, and her hands had somehow become tightly wrapped around my back. I craved her beautiful body like a greedy infant suckling at its mother's breast.

The stimulation was too intense; Chen Hong's vaginal canal contracted, bringing even greater pleasure to my penis. Before long, I felt Chen Hong's fingernails digging deeply into the muscles of my back. This pain brought me extreme excitement. "Ah—"

With a long sigh from Chen Hong, she tightly embraced me, her vaginal muscles contracting strongly, gripping my penis tightly. This sensation immediately sent me to a climax of pleasure; my penis spasmed uncontrollably, and as the indescribable pleasure surged to my brain, my vision went black, and my semen gushed out, shooting deep into the depths of Chen Hong's vagina.

I don't know how much time passed before my reason returned. I found myself still intimately pressed against Chen Hong's delicate body, drenched in sweat. What had I done? Cold sweat broke out on my body. As a police officer, the head of the police station, what had I done? I had raped a woman, raped a female police officer who was one of my subordinates. I had raped the daughter of a former leader of the Public Security Bureau.

This is a true story, and the cause was exactly as described, but I did not commit the crime of rape. So I can still go online here, but I did indeed have such intimate contact with this anonymous female police officer, Chen Hong, who had a boyfriend, on a summer night.

It's funny, the computer I use to go online was configured according to the Ministry of Public Security's "Online Fugitive Pursuit" plan, but I used it for other purposes. I found that many friends like stories about female police officers being raped, but in real life this is basically very difficult. The plot described in the article "Female Police Officer" is basically impossible, so I changed the affair to rape. I hope everyone likes it.

I have broken up with my girlfriend and am now living with the anonymous girl Xiao Fei, so Dia, please rest assured, I will not let you down. I hope that Xiao Fei will not have a tragic ending in the article or in reality.

Fallen Policeman (2) Chapter 03

After the passion with Chen Hong in the police station office that night, I was terrified for several days. Fortunately, Chen Hong did not accuse me of raping her, but we both tried to avoid meeting each other. That awkwardness and indescribable feeling erected a high wall between us.

I mobilized all my strength and swept away the Sichuan gang of ecstasy dealers led by Xiao Pao Ge from my jurisdiction within a week. The security manager at the disco was naturally fired. No unit in my jurisdiction would hire him again. The attack on the police sparked outrage within the public security system, and all Sichuanese in the city faced unprecedented scrutiny and harassment.

I figured if Xiao Paoge were smart, he would have slipped out of the city to avoid further repercussions. Relaxing, my lust naturally resurfaced. Considering the recent trouble, I didn't want to frequent brothels again. I decided to stay with my girlfriend for a while.

My girlfriend, Cao Xiaoli, works for the government. We met at a civil service exam preparation class. She's 25, with an oval face, 1.61 meters tall, not exceptionally beautiful, but the sweet and endearing type. She's the demure, traditional type. Although she couldn't resist my advances and we shared the forbidden fruit, she firmly opposed any new advances I suggested. While this displeased me, it also proved she was a pure woman.

Cao Xiaoli's dormitory was in the old residential area of the government compound, on the second floor of an old-fashioned brick building. Although it was only about forty square meters, it was warm in winter and cool in summer, and very quiet.

That day, seeing that there wasn't much to do at the station, I arrived at Xiaoli's dormitory early. It wasn't even the end of the workday yet, and the whole building was quiet. I lazily lay on Xiaoli's bed, smoking, idly looking out the window. Across the street was a new residential building, which looked very impressive from the outside. Xiaoli told me that it was the government's section chief building, housing all section-level cadres.

Damn it, I'm also a section-level cadre, but in the Public Security Bureau, I only have a tiny single room. It's infuriating to compare yourself to others.

The two buildings were quite close together; you could clearly see the people in the opposite rooms. This was because Xiaoli's building was slated for demolition and redevelopment, but due to funding issues, construction had been delayed, so young people like Xiaoli working in the government continued to crowd into this old building.

When Xiaoli came home from work, I refused to go to the cafeteria with her; the food there was terrible. Instead, we went to the food street in the central market, where the various specialty dishes were truly cheap and delicious. Two bottles of beer, four dishes, and a soup cost less than 50 yuan. After dinner, we strolled around the bustling street where laid-off workers were finding new jobs. We didn't return to her dormitory until night fell.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, I felt hot as soon as I entered the room. I turned the fan on the highest setting and then lay down on the cool bed to sleep. Cao Xiaoli, on the other hand, methodically tidied up the room I had messed up, made a strong cup of tea, and placed it by the bed. Then she told me to go to the public bathroom at the end of the corridor to take a shower. I lay on the bed, feeling lazy and unwilling to move, but finally, I reluctantly went to take a shower.

After turning off the lights, we opened the door, leaving only a screen door (those who have lived in old-style dormitories in the south should know what a screen door is). We lay down, letting the moonlight bathe our bodies in a silvery glow.

Xiaoli's naked body was exceptionally beautiful under the enchanting moonlight. Although we had made love many times before, Xiaoli's body still made my blood boil. I gently caressed her round, small breasts; they were firm and firm, with rosy nipples like tiny bayberries. I gently lay on her cool belly, sucking on her adorable nipple. Xiaoli's eyes were watery, and her two slender, white hands caressed my body. I loved Xiaoli, loved her body, and loved seeing her overflowing with desire under my teasing. It gave me a sense of male conquest.

Xiaoli's hand slowly slipped between my legs, gently stroking my scrotum, then grasping my slightly erect penis and stroking it. I kissed Xiaoli's sweet, delicate lips, and we shared a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue nimbly slid within my mouth, intertwining with mine in the confined space.

My hand slowly reached between her legs, brushing over her flat, smooth abdomen, searching for that grassy valley. Xiaoli, unable to bear the stimulation, tightly clamped her legs together, holding my hand firmly. I lifted my head, brushed the hair from her face, and gazed lovingly at her beautiful face.

Xiaoli's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her delicate nose so adorable, her small cherry lips parted slightly, her smooth, tender skin trembling slightly under the contact of my hot body. I couldn't help but recall the ecstasy Xiaofei had given me with her mouth at Xinxinlou last time. I straightened my body, pressing my scrotum against her warm cleavage, and tentatively moved my erect penis towards her lips.

Xiaoli opened her eyes and saw my engorged, red penis right in front of her. Her cheeks immediately flushed red, and she swiftly grabbed my penis, firmly stopping my attempt. "Bobo, don't do this!"

I looked at Xiaoli pitifully. "Xiaoli, I really want to kiss it for me, okay?"

I stroked her smooth shoulders with both hands. "Everyone does it like this, you can suck it for me too." Xiaoli moved her hand on my penis and said, "Isn't this good too? I don't like it, it's dirty there, please don't force me, okay?"

My desire grew stronger. "Xiaoli, please, I'll let you kiss it too."

After saying that, I turned over and lowered my penis to her face. I buried my head between her legs and licked her vulva with my tongue.

Perhaps because she had just showered, there wasn't the fishy smell I had imagined. Xiaoli trembled all over; she had never experienced such stimulation before. She couldn't help but let out a cry. Soon, she grasped the base of my penis and tentatively licked it lightly with the tip of her tongue. Encouraged, I became even more excited, sucking wildly on the outside and inside of her vagina. Xiaoli couldn't withstand such stimulation; her body heaved like waves, and she involuntarily took my penis into her mouth, holding it tightly.

I felt my penis enter a narrow, warm cavity, and I could feel her tongue tightly enveloping mine. With the experience from before, I tried my best to control my desire, curling my tongue and thrusting it into Xiaoli's already overflowing vagina, plunging in again and again like during sex.

Xiaoli could no longer control her feelings and began to moan. I was secretly delighted; I could now enjoy the gentle pleasure Xiaoli's mouth brought me more often. So I continued to vigorously lick her wet and hot vagina. Not long after, with the contractions of Xiaoli's vagina, she let out a long, almost crying moan; I knew she had reached orgasm. I licked a few more times, then rolled over and lay down beside her.

After a while, Xiaoli recovered in the darkness. She sat up on the bed, knelt between my thighs, gently pressed the hair at the base of my penis with her hand, and lowered her head to take my penis into her mouth. I lay comfortably on the blanket at the head of the bed, enjoying the pleasure brought by the friction between Xiaoli's mouth and my penis.

Xiaoli curled up between my legs, her petite body rising and falling with the movement of her head. Her movements also gave me extreme comfort. I couldn't help but curse those books as nonsense; who said oral sex required long-term training? This was simply a natural instinct for men and women.

By the bright moonlight, I admired Xiaoli's diligent service. Her alluring hair cascaded down my legs, and in the moonlight, I could clearly see her cheeks rising and falling with the thrusting of my penis. The beautiful moonlight cast a mysterious and refreshing glow on her body.

I felt a little dizzy, as if I were one of those scholars in a ghost story, making love with a fox spirit in the deep mountains. I couldn't help but moan with the pleasure in my lower body. Suddenly, I saw a dark shadow in the corner outside the screen window. Someone was spying on us making love. My hair stood on end, and my whole body stiffened.

Xiaoli sensed my unease, thinking I was about to climax, and she gripped my penis even tighter, quickening her thrusting motions, which relaxed my tense body again. As I felt Xiaoli's tenderness, I nervously wondered, who could it be? Even my colleagues didn't know where Xiaoli lived, and those thugs who had a grudge against me couldn't have followed me into the government compound. Could it be Xiaoli's colleague or neighbor spying on us? "Yeah, that should be it. Damn it, I don't want to live anymore. You'll see how powerful I am once I catch you.

" Relaxing, I immediately felt the intense stimulation from Xiaoli's lips and tongue. "I'm coming," I couldn't help but say to Xiaoli. Xiaoli moved even more violently up and down, her beautiful long hair flying in the air, like a succubus who craved men's semen.

"Ah, ah."

My penis spasmed in waves. I grabbed Xiaoli's head and forcefully pulled it towards my crotch, my penis seemingly trying to penetrate the deepest part of her mouth. My body went limp, and spurts of semen shot out. Xiaoli seemed unable to withstand my roughness; after only two spurts, she desperately raised her head, coughing violently. The remaining semen streaked through the air, spraying onto her fair shoulders and breasts.

When I looked back at the screen window, the dark figure had vanished without a trace. Xiaoli finished drying herself and lay down beside me. I tenderly held her tightly in my arms. "How do you feel, baby?"

I lovingly caressed her body.

Xiaoli pinched me shyly. "You're so naughty! You like such lewd tricks."

I laughed. I asked her again, "Do you usually only close the screen door when you're resting?"

Xiaoli looked at me suspiciously, "What's wrong? It's so hot. All the women living on this floor are women. We usually only close the screen door."

I smiled, "It's nothing, it's too hard for you to live here. When our police station's new dormitory is finished, if I have one, we'll move in together."

"That's great, my mom keeps asking me when I'm getting married.

I'll decorate the house beautifully then." Xiaoli smiled happily.

I held Xiaoli as she gradually fell asleep, still thinking about that dark figure. Starting tomorrow, I must catch him.

Fallen Policeman (2) Chapter 04

The next night, I quietly sneaked into Cao Xiaoli's building. Just as my girlfriend said, the corridor was dark, and all the women living on this floor only closed their screen doors, so you could see them clearly from the outside. Because of the hot weather, many people slept in bed wearing only their underwear, without any covers. It was truly a scene of boundless springtime beauty.

I quietly crouched behind a few cardboard boxes at the end of the corridor, watching young, beautiful girls enter and exit the public bathroom wearing only thin underwear, their fair skin, perky breasts, and fragrant scents filling the air.

The government really is a haven for beautiful girls. As I watched, my penis involuntarily hardened. I cursed the peeping tom inwardly; he was so damn lucky, I wondered how many girls' beautiful bodies and privacy he had spied on.

At eleven o'clock, two or three young men sneaked into several dorm rooms, and soon, the sounds of men and women making love could be heard in the corridor. It turns out the soundproofing in these old-style buildings is so poor. I hadn't noticed before; it seems my girlfriend and I had been subjected to free public displays of affection. Thinking about this, I felt a strange thrill.

After waiting for a while without any further movement, I guessed the peeping tom wouldn't come back today. Just as I was about to stand up, a man and a woman emerged from a dormitory room, embracing. The man was only wearing shorts, while the woman was wrapped in a large bath towel, seemingly naked underneath. They appeared to have just finished having sex and were cleaning themselves.

Reaching the bathroom door, the man turned on the light, exposing the girl's body completely. My eyes widened immediately. The girl appeared to be about twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with a slender figure and skin as white as someone from Xinjiang. Her breasts were prominently displayed beneath the towel, and her oval face was incredibly alluring. Her large, watery eyes and fine beads of sweat on her skin indicated the intense encounter they had just had. I involuntarily gripped my throbbing penis and squeezed it hard a few times.

The man had fair skin, wore glasses, and had a slightly protruding belly—clearly someone who worked in an office all day.

I heard him say, "Hui'er, come in quickly, don't catch a cold."

The two embraced and entered the bathroom. They were truly affectionate.

A short while later, they emerged. The man said, "Go to sleep first, my stomach's a little upset, I'll come back after I go to the bathroom."

The girl said gently, "Dongliang, you need to take care of yourself, come back soon, I'll be waiting for you in bed."

"Okay, okay,"

the man said impatiently, "I know."

After the man went into the bathroom, the girl returned to her room, and I was about to go back to my room to embrace my girlfriend's warm body. But then the bathroom door clicked open, and the man called Dongliang tiptoed out again. He walked furtively forward. My heart raced. Could it be him? No way, with such a beautiful girlfriend, would he do something like this? I nervously watched his movements.

One room, another, and another. The man stood quietly in front of each room for a while, finally crouching down in front of Xiaoli's dormitory door, peeking through the crack. In the darkness, I could vaguely see his hand rubbing his genitals. "That bastard!" I thought, my anger flaring. He actually watched my girlfriend masturbate! I'll never force her again!

Finally, the man shuddered and slowly walked back towards the bathroom. I waited quietly for him to enter, stood up from the pile of cardboard boxes, stretched my slightly numb limbs, and followed him in. The man was relieving himself in the dim light. I kicked him from behind, sending him sprawling to the ground, then kicked his glasses off his face.

Before he could even groan, I squatted down and punched him twice in the stomach. He was sweating profusely from the pain, only managing a muffled sound.

"Feeling good watching women, huh, kid?"

I deliberately changed my voice. Then I landed two more punches. This kid was too frail. He passed out; it looked like he wouldn't recover for at least two hours. "You got off easy," I cursed inwardly as I walked out of the public bathroom.

As I approached my girlfriend's room, a thought suddenly occurred to me: he was spying on my girlfriend, so why didn't I admire his? His girlfriend, Hui'er, looked quite attractive.

This thought ignited my desire, and I tiptoed silently to his girlfriend's room. Through the fine gauze curtains, I could vaguely see the girl's beautiful body on the bed. The night was filled with stars, but there was no moon. I couldn't see very clearly, so I mustered my courage and slipped into the room, standing before the bed to carefully admire the girl named Hui'er.

In the dim starlight, the girl on the bed looked like a captivating beauty in spring slumber. Her short, ear-length hair and her large, watery eyes, which had been so bright just moments before, were now tightly closed. Perhaps the recent lovemaking had exhausted her; she was now fast asleep, and I could faintly smell her fragrance. Although only a faint starlight shone through, her fair skin still gave me a dazzling impression. She was only covered by a thin bath towel, most of which had already fallen off, revealing her firm breasts proudly erect before me. Her slender waist and shapely, long legs were clearly visible beneath the towel.

I swallowed hard, feeling sweat welling up inside me, whether from the weather or something else, my underwear digging painfully into my penis. Evil once again seized my mind. That bastard had such a sexy and beautiful girlfriend and still had to peep at other women, he was a real piece of work.

I stripped off my clothes and lay down beside her, reaching under her bath towel. Sure enough, she was completely naked. I felt a surge of pleasure and began to caress her breasts. They were wonderful, round and smooth, full of heat. After kneading them vigorously for a few moments, I moved my attention to her genitals. They were full and wet to the touch, another beautiful woman with strong desires.

The girl let out a soft moan, turned around, and hugged me. I was startled, and heard her mumble, "You wanted it again right after we finished." She

was still groggy and not fully awake. But her soft, smooth hands naturally reached down to my crotch and grasped my penis. It felt so good. My heart settled, and the thought that this was someone else's girlfriend gave me a surge of intense pleasure.

I continued to caress this girl named Hui'er, thinking, "Your boyfriend is useless, so I'll use you to punish him." I rolled over and straddled her, kissing her sweet, smooth breasts passionately. At the same time, my right hand relentlessly invaded her alluring genitals.

With my teasing, the girl let out soft moans from her nose. Her hand still gripped my genitals, instead slowly stroking my already swollen penis.

I was getting impatient. My girlfriend was sleeping in the next room, and I was pinning someone else's girlfriend down, still servicing my penis. A surge of heat rushed to my head. I parted the girl's legs, pulled my penis away from her grasp, and thrust it deep into her already overflowing vagina. "Oh,"

I couldn't help but gasp.

The girl's vagina was tight and narrow, almost like a virgin's. Even with the lubrication, it still gave me a tight, oppressive feeling. It felt so good. I wondered if the guy was impotent or what; this girl was like untouched, bouncy land.

My penis wasn't very big, but inside the girl's warm cavity, it felt so tight it was almost impossible to move. The slightest movement sent an extraordinary wave of pleasure through my body—it was so stimulating.

I lifted the girl's legs and thrust into her with all my might. The girl's body gradually heated up, and she cried out in a half-asleep state, "Ah. That's good. You're so big today. Ah, so good!"

She closed her eyes, enjoying my vigorous thrusts.

The girl's vagina was incredibly elastic, fitting my penis comfortably with each thrust. Enjoying the pleasure of someone else's girlfriend seemed to make my penis even larger than usual; each thrust brought an unprecedented, electric-like pleasure. My movements grew larger, each time plunging my entire penis into her vagina, my scrotum continuously slapping against her vulva. The sounds of our lower abdomens intimately colliding with each thrust could be clearly heard in the room. The girl's love juices flowed out with each thrust, wetting my pubic hair. Her moans gradually became muffled, yet still so tender, so intoxicating.

My movements became faster, sweat dripping from my body onto the girl's breasts, making her body even more slippery. She gripped my buttocks tightly, pushing forcefully. Her vagina contracted inward in response to my movements, and I felt waves of pleasure coursing through my body. In fact, sweat was flowing all over my body.

Each thrust penetrated deeply to the very depths of her vagina; I could even feel the girl's cervix opening and closing, sucking and drawing her in. This intense pleasure drove me almost mad; my body had reached its limit. I was about to come. I thrust with all my might, and finally, at the final climax, I plunged my entire penis deep into the girl's cavity. As the stars flashed before my eyes, my semen gushed out uncontrollably, each spurt shooting deep into the depths of her body. The girl trembled in spasms, her smooth, pink hands desperately embracing me. She uttered a string of blissful, indistinct murmurs.

I lay limply on top of her, my still-erect penis lingering inside her cavity, enjoying the warmth of her body. Her cavity undulated, squeezing out the remaining semen.

I was in ecstasy, that was all I could think about.

I rolled over and lay to one side. The night was deeper, the starlight dimmer, as if even the heavens were helping me cover up my sin.

I wanted to slip away, but my aching body wouldn't stop. I waited for the moment of exposure, pulling a towel over my lower abdomen. The girl beside me gradually calmed down from her climax. She gently stroked my body, softly and carefully massaging the most exhausting parts. I silently enjoyed my pre-death dinner.

Suddenly, the girl sat up again, leaning down to kiss my thigh, murmuring, "Dongliang, I'm so happy, I felt like I was going to die."

I grunted in response. The girl named Hui'er was still oblivious to the fact that the man she had just climaxed with wasn't her boyfriend, but another man; her poor boyfriend was now lying on the dirty, cold bathroom floor.

The girl knelt between my legs, lifting her firm breasts to soothe my scrotum. The warm, slippery feeling was like taking a bath together—no, a thousand times more comfortable. I groaned with pleasure, and then, the girl did something I never expected: she took my penis, covered in love juice and semen, into her sweet, smooth mouth. "Uh..."

My soul seemed to be sent to heaven.

She carefully cleaned the sticky fluid off my penis with her tongue, showing no disgust at its filth, as if she were doing the most beautiful and blissful thing. Then she gently took my now limp penis into her mouth, each time deeply penetrating to the root, completely unconcerned that my stiff pubic hair was irritating her face. I felt a warm and safe feeling, like a baby taking a bath, and I couldn't believe I was in the real world.

The girl sucked for a while, and perhaps because I had ejaculated too much, my penis was still not fully erect. It was only slightly hard, not yet ready to be inserted again. My energy was slowly returning, and glancing at her, I saw that her pretty face was slightly distorted from holding my penis, but the happy and blissful expression on her face was clearly visible. Her lips were red and tender, and watching my penis go in and out of her mouth filled me with unparalleled pleasure.

Perhaps sensing my penis gradually becoming erect, the girl's swallowing and sucking movements quickened. My penis felt like it was in another cavity inside her mouth, experiencing warm pressure. Without expending any energy, I was completely enjoying someone else's girlfriend giving me oral sex. I couldn't help but feel grateful to that unfortunate "pillar of strength," and even secretly regretted having been a little too rough earlier.

This girl named Hui'er was truly skilled with her mouth; she knew how to stimulate my clitoris with her tongue, sucking on the vas deferens of my penis, while simultaneously stroking my scrotum and anus with her hands. I was completely disoriented.

Under the girl's expert oral skills, I didn't last long this time, quickly ejaculating again inside her mouth.

She swallowed all the semen, while simultaneously holding my still-erect penis tightly in her mouth, allowing me to enjoy the pleasurable refractory period. She did it so perfectly, just like the first time I experienced it in Xiaofei's mouth.

Finally, the girl lay down beside me, embracing me tightly, so much so that even after she fell asleep, it took considerable effort to break free from her gentle embrace. I dared not linger, not even daring to return to Li'er's dormitory, and went back to the police station that very night. But my mind kept replaying that crazy, passionate night.

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