Fantasy Series: My Older Sister's Special Fetishes 15

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*Slap, slap,
slap, huff, huff...*
The girl, panting heavily, stared directly into the man's eyes and said with a seductive smile, "I'm going to attack!"
"Come on!"
The man bent down and reached out, seemingly on guard, but his eyes were fixed on the basketball in the girl's hand. He was also staring hotly and greedily at her chest. Following the extremely loose neckline of her jersey, he could clearly see a not-so-deep cleavage. Because the girl's breasts were very elastic and firm, when she bent over, they naturally drooped side by side without appearing crowded. With the girl's slightly rapid breathing, her two perfect hemispheres of breasts rose and fell, so tempting that the man wanted to stuff his eyes into them to see them to his heart's content!
The girl dribbled the basketball, then suddenly dodged, the loose neckline swaying, revealing a glimpse of crimson on her snow-white mound, like a fleeting glimpse of a startled bird, instantly captivating the man. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the girl leaped past him, ran to the basket, and skillfully executed a three-step layup
!
The ball went in, a score!
The girl seemed slightly smug, while the man wasn't discouraged. Just that one glance was enough to earn him credit. Whether it went in or not, the man didn't care.
"Old Wang, you're no good. You can't even guard a girl. Let me handle this!"
A man wearing a blue number six jersey walked over, patted the player who had missed (number nine), and gave him a knowing look. The other player, in turn, tacitly handed over the task of boxing out and guarding the girl.
"Little sister, you play well, but you can't get past me with this level of skill!" The number six man said with a grin, but his eyes were roaming over the girl's long, fair legs beneath her baggy shorts. Compared to number nine from before, this one was clearly a leg fetishist.
"Hehe, really?" The girl raised an eyebrow provocatively, a seductive smile curving her lips, as if hinting at something, and said, "Uncle, don't let my agile movements knock you to the ground later!"
Knock you to the ground?
Hehe... that suggestion seems quite tempting!
Number six pinched his chin and smiled wickedly, not even noticing the girl's malicious way of calling him "uncle." *Thud!*
The basketball landed in the girl's hands again, and the scene seemed to return to the previous one, except this time the man confronting the girl was number six instead of number nine. As if the heavens were favoring Number Nine, before the girl could even begin, a sudden gust of wind arose, whistling softly, but enough to make her noticeably oversized jersey sway. Along the swaying neckline, two delicate pink nipples were faintly visible, successfully diverting Number Six's attention from her thighs.
"Don't fall!"
the girl seemingly kindly reminded him, before beginning her frontal assault. This time, her movements were far more complex, shifting left and right, fast and slow. The oversized white jersey billowed in the wind, transforming into a beautiful butterfly. Her perfectly
hemispherical breasts, with their two erect and rosy nipples, were enough to make even a leg fetishist's heart flutter and his mind wander.
Suddenly, the girl executed a feint, a quick thrust; due to the speed, both breasts bounced. Half intentionally, half deliberately, the number six guy stumbled and fell backward, his head landing right at the girl's feet
in a flash of pink!
The number six guy's eyes widened in shock. What did he see?
It turned out the girl wasn't wearing a bra under her jersey, not even underwear. Her slender yet shapely legs, encased in loose shorts, looked quite alluring. Especially during her jump shot, the number six guy's gaze followed the gap between her thighs and shorts, directly catching a glimpse of her vulva—a delicate, pinkish-red vulva, as thin as a thread
!
The ball went in again, the girl scored again.
"Hehe, uncle, I told you not to fall, how could you still be so careless?" The girl stood beside the number six with a half-smile. Whether intentionally or not, her angle allowed the number six guy to once again peek through the gap in her shorts at the
glistening forbidden area—was it sweat, or...?
"Alright, number six, what are you still lazing around on the ground for? Aren't you going to play?"
Number eleven from the opposing team was clearly impatient. He came over and seemingly kindly helped number six up, but his eyes never left the girl's body. Her charming and alluring face, her neck glistening with sweat, her snow-white limbs—up close, you could even smell the girl's refreshing fragrance.
"Okay, I got it!"
Number six reluctantly got up. Although he didn't want to get up, he knew that if he did, he would not only incur the wrath of everyone but also ruin a perfectly good game.
"Hehe, beautiful, it's my turn to guard you again this time, so watch out!" Number eleven's tone was quite frivolous, and his face was covered in pimples, making him look like a toad—repulsive to look at. The girl was the same way. The other guys playing basketball this time, while not particularly handsome, all tacitly maintained a bottom line: they could only grope her with their eyes. The man in front of her, number 11, not only stared at her but also touched her inappropriately, always using the guise of close defense to grope and rub against her, which was quite unpleasant.
Although the girl disliked him and even felt a bit disgusted, the group of men were perfectly in sync, taking turns guarding her. In fact, the basketball game had been going on for more than half an hour, and the men had basically seen all of her breasts, thighs, and even her vagina.
It was about time to stop!
After all, a girl's stamina was far inferior to that of a grown man, and half an hour of exposure had been stimulating enough. So the girl decided to stop playing and, despite her disgust for number 11, said, "Okay, one last ball, I'm leaving after this!"
"Huh? Why are you leaving? Want to play a little longer?"
Seeing that the girl was about to leave, the men who had just had their fill of eye candy quickly urged her to leave. However, since the girl had made up her mind, she wouldn't change it unless something unexpected happened, so she shook her head and chuckled, "We girls can't match the stamina of you stinky men."
"I've been hitting for half an hour, and my thighs are sore!"
she said, pretending to rub her thighs. However, it was more like she was rubbing her pants than her thighs. Her small, white hands slid up and down her thighs, causing the loose, baggy hem of her shorts to slide up and down with them. In an instant, the smooth, fair, and delicate legs of the young girl were revealed bit by bit, making the men playing basketball swallow hard.
"Hey, the last ball, are you guys going to play or not? If not, I'm leaving!"
Seemingly unaware of the excesses she was making, the girl complained coquettishly while her hands became increasingly outrageous, almost revealing her thighs.
"Ah... play, play, how can we not play?"
As the main defender for the last ball, number eleven wasn't about to let go of the beautiful flesh he had in his mouth, and quickly called on everyone to start the game again.
Perhaps it was out of dislike for the number eleven guy, but this time, instead of taking the lead in attacking, the girl simply passed the ball after receiving it, showing no desire to attack. Since she wasn't attacking, the number eleven guy couldn't use his close marking tactics, which frustrated him so much that he just glared and passed the ball three or five times in a row. Everyone understood the girl's intention; in fact, the others were also dissatisfied with number eleven. Firstly, it might be out of jealousy for his willingness to shoot. Secondly, they also harbored some resentment; if number eleven hadn't made those reckless shots, perhaps this once-in-a-lifetime beauty could have played a little longer.
However, the number eleven guy had a thuggish appearance, and no one wanted to offend him unnecessarily. So, the other two members of the girl's team hesitated for a long time, showing no intention of shooting. Only when number eleven gave them an impatient look did the two reluctantly pass the ball to the girl again.
This time, the girl again passed it after receiving it. But number 11 knew this was the last ball, and there was no way he could keep passing it around like this. So, gritting his teeth, he decided to create his own opportunity if there wasn't one. Just as the girl was about to throw the ball, number 11 made an exaggerated diving motion. But in reality, he wasn't diving for the ball at all; he was aiming straight for the girl herself
! *Thud!
* The basketball hit the ground unattended, because everyone's attention was drawn to number 11's right hand. At that moment, number 11's right hand was grabbing the girl's breast through her jersey. The girl's breasts weren't large, around a C-cup, but they were incredibly elastic, perky, full, and smooth. Holding them felt like holding a jelly—it felt wonderful.
"Does it feel good?" the girl asked strangely, her eyes gleaming.
"Great!" Number Eleven, immersed in the wonderful sensation, blurted out the word without thinking, her face displaying a lewd expression.
"That's good!"
the girl nodded, like a student secretly asking the teacher for their test score, letting out a sigh of relief.
Actually, the girl knew where Number Eleven's target was when he made his move, but instead of dodging, she let him grab her breasts directly. She even tolerated the other person fondling and kneading her through her jersey a few times before suddenly raising her hand and slapping him hard across the face. Then, she followed up with a groin kick, turning number 11's face purple.
The girl's movements were extremely fluid and seamless, as if she had rehearsed them a thousand times beforehand. It gave people a strange sense of beauty from the stark contrast between her actions and her demeanor. "So satisfying!"
It happened so suddenly that no one expected that the beautiful girl who had just been alluring would turn so ruthless. After all, in everyone's eyes, this girl was indeed beautiful, but since she dared to come over without a bra or underwear and flirt with a group of strange men while playing basketball, even intentionally or unintentionally enticing everyone to see her body, it could be said that this girl was a complete slut
. "Alright, the game is over, I should go now."
"Bye-bye, you perverted uncles!"
The "perverted uncles" made the remaining men's faces turn somewhat awkward. Judging from the girl's appearance, she was only sixteen or seventeen, while the oldest among the crowd was only twenty-five or twenty-six, and even the youngest was only seventeen or eighteen. How could they not feel a pang of sympathy at being called a perverted old man by the girl ?
"Damn it, you slut, you stop right there!"
The girl hadn't even taken a few steps when Number Eleven, already hunched over, started cursing again: "Slut?
Hehe, that's a rather exciting term!"
However, the girl's face hardened with frost, and she glared coldly at him. "What, you think you can keep me here?"
"Go to hell, you bitch! You think you can just hit me and leave? Not so easy!" The throbbing pain in his lower body added a touch of brutal lewdness to Number Eleven's eyes. His expression seemed to scream, "I want to pounce on the girl and fuck her mercilessly!
" "Heh heh, so tell me, what do you want from me?" The frost on the girl's face melted away, replaced by a seductive allure. She licked her lips with a wicked smirk.
"Heh heh, leaving is easy enough. Just serve me... serve us brothers once, and I'll let you go. How about it?" Number Eleven wasn't stupid; one sentence was all it took to... Several men around her were pulled into her camp. After all, it would be impossible to accomplish anything on the basketball court in broad daylight without their involvement. Sure enough
, the men who had just been eager to play the hero and save the damsel in distress immediately suppressed their thoughts after hearing what Number Eleven said, and decided to wait tacitly for things to unfold.
"Giggle..." The girl covered her lips with her small, fair hand and giggled, her big, watery eyes blinking seductively. "So, brother, you're going to rape me? And in broad daylight on the basketball court..."
How exciting!
Thinking about it, her little pussy was already a bit wet.
"Wrong!" Seeing that the girl didn't refuse, but instead became even more alluring, a man wearing a number 28 jersey and glasses couldn't help but step forward and lewdly said, "It's not rape, it's gang rape!"
"Oh my god, you're going to gang rape me? How exciting! Is it true?"
Hearing such a crude confession, the girl was already aroused. Her hand had unconsciously reached for her breasts, and she pinched the protruding nipple hard with two fingers. Her beautiful face was flushed, and her breathing became a little rapid.
"Hehe, of course!"
The girl's expression was too seductive. How could the other men not be tempted? Besides, the girl in front of them was a complete slut. Her expression and eyes were so wanton. Even if it was gang rape, she would only excitedly cooperate!
With this in mind, the group of basketball buddies, who had only known each other for half an hour, tacitly surrounded the girl. This was a small park basketball court in the old city redevelopment area. Before the redevelopment, it might have been quite lively, but now, with the redevelopment intensifying, there weren't many people coming here in the late afternoon. But it was still broad daylight, in a public place, and if they were to gang rape her, there was a real risk of being discovered. However, the girl was just too alluring. Her seductive expression, captivating eyes, fair thighs, perky breasts, and the crimson lines between her nipples
were always breathtaking. So, the men were quite willing to take the risk and taste this beautiful girl. Moreover, in everyone's mind at this moment, this girl was a complete slut. Even if she were discovered, it wouldn't be considered gang rape. At most, she would be charged with group sex and debauchery, and would just end up in a detention center with some money
. However, just as everyone was about to take action, the girl's lewd expression vanished, and she smiled coldly, whistling a loud whistle.
Whoosh, whoosh...
In just over ten seconds, a group of tattooed men appeared out of nowhere, carrying long knives and short sticks, and surrounded the lustful men.
"Boss!" The leader, a burly man in his thirties, stepped aside and walked to the girl, bowing respectfully.
"Ah, I'm exhausted!" She stretched, and the girl's two perky breasts became even more prominent. Even in this situation, the men around her couldn't help but swallow. The girl didn't care, letting the fiery gazes sweep over her beautiful legs and breasts, a hint of smugness rising in her heart.
And, from an angle unseen by the others, she could already feel her vagina starting to wet.
Really, knowing she was a slut, they still used such crude language to stimulate her; it felt so empty and uncomfortable!
No, she needed to hurry home, take a shower, and masturbate a bit.
Thinking of this, the girl said, "Big Biaozi, you were quick this time. If it had been a few minutes later, I'm afraid I would have been gang-raped!"
"What? They dared to treat Big Sister like that! I'll definitely..."
"Alright, alright, handle it yourself!" With a wave of her hand, she interrupted Big Biaozi's statement. The girl looked up at the sky, feeling even more eager to go home. "It's almost time, I should go! Call me if you need anything."
"Big Sister, wait a minute!"
Big Biaozi called out to the girl, turning to his henchmen beside him. A group of burly men dragged the men who had just been thinking about how to gang-rape the girl to a secluded corner of the park. Big Biaozi stood in front of the girl, scratching his head, smiling awkwardly.
"Alright, what's up?"
"Um, um... I have a little brother who got drunk at a food stall in the snack street last night and caused some trouble. He was taken to the police station, I don't know..."
"Okay, I got it!" The girl looked around and then shuffled to a patch of grass by the basketball court. After rummaging around for a bit, she pulled out a pink bag. Clearly, the girl had left the bag there before playing basketball
. She opened it, took out a small, delicate phone, and dialed a number.
"Hello, Dad, it's me."
"Xiao Meng, what's wrong? Why are you calling your dad at this hour?" A deep, authoritative middle-aged voice came from the other end of the line
. "Dad, Xiao Meng needs your help, you have to agree!" the girl, calling herself Xiao Meng, said sweetly.
"Okay, okay, what does my darling need from Dad this time?" the middle-aged man asked affectionately.
"It's nothing much, just that a classmate's brother got drunk at the food street last night and caused some trouble..."
"Oh, Xiao Meng wants Dad to help your classmate's brother?"
"Yes, yes... Dad, you have to agree! He already promised someone else, Dad, don't make Xiao Meng give up on him!"
"…………" The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before saying ambiguously, "I'll call and ask him for you later!"
"Oh, what? Dad, how could you do this? You can't just ask; you have to help! They already promised!" The girl pouted, drawing out her words in a coquettish tone,
"You..."
Li Min, on the other end of the phone, really couldn't do anything with his daughter. Didn't she realize that her father, as the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, also held the title of Director of the Public Security Bureau? If he made a phone call and asked a question, wouldn't his subordinates understand his meaning?
But clearly, the subtle ways of expression in officialdom were still somewhat difficult for young Li Meng to grasp. In fact, Li Min knew this too, but after being in officialdom for so long, his way of speaking had become ingrained and couldn't be changed. Even knowing that he was talking to his daughter, who knew nothing, instead of a shrewd and capable subordinate, he couldn't change that.
So, Li Min could only smile and ask, "What's your classmate's brother's name?"
"Come here!" Li Meng winked at Da Biaozi, covering the phone's microphone with one hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's your little brother's name?"
"Wang Youcai."
Knowing the other person's name, the girl waved for Da Biaozi to step back before picking up the phone again and saying, "Dad, I just asked, my classmate's brother's name is Wang Youcai."
"Okay, I understand. If it's not a big deal, have his family pick him up tonight!"
"Yay, Daddy's the best! Thank you, Daddy, thank you, Daddy..." Li Meng excitedly puckered her lips and kissed the receiver, then hung up. Turning around, the excitement on her face had vanished, and she said somewhat calmly, "Alright, go to the Municipal Bureau to pick him up tonight!"
"Thank you, Boss!"
"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'm off!"
After talking to her father, Li Meng's earlier excitement had subsided considerably. Saying goodbye to Da Biaozi, she walked along the winding alleys, heading home.
This area was the old city district, and due to redevelopment, most people had moved to new homes, so there weren't many people left in the old city, making these alleys particularly quiet. When Li Meng passed a large tree, she unexpectedly discovered two boys, around six or seven years old, playing marbles under the shade of the tree. The
tree was just outside the wall of a house, at the end of a secluded corner of the alley. Of course, the alley was short, and the doors of the surrounding houses were all closed; it was unclear whether anyone still lived there. This was a common sight, but for some reason, Li Meng suddenly turned and walked into the alley, arriving under a large tree. She watched with interest as two children happily played with marbles.
Li Meng herself didn't know why she had suddenly come over, but after watching for a while, she grew bored. After all, it was just two children playing marbles; it naturally held no appeal for her. However, just as she was about to turn away, one of the children's marbles accidentally hit her feet.
Li Meng instinctively squatted down and picked up the marble.
"Big sister, can you give the marble back to Xiaozhuzi?" Six-year-old Xiaozhuzi looked timidly at Li Meng, stretching out his dirty little hand to ask for it back. "Tell your sister, is your name Xiaozhuzi?" Li Meng didn't rush to return the marbles to him, but asked with interest.
"Yes!" Xiaozhuzi nodded honestly.
Xiaozhuzi was obviously a nickname given by country folk, and he did indeed have a chubby face and a somewhat simple and honest appearance. Li Meng suddenly smiled mysteriously, handed the marbles to him, and said softly, "Sister also has marbles, I'll give them to Xiaozhuzi to play with, okay?"
"Okay, okay..." Children are naturally happy to hear that someone is giving them marbles.
"I want some too, I want some too..." Another child ran over at this time, looking at Li Meng longingly, "Big sister, Xiaoshitou also wants marbles."
"Okay, I'll give you everything."
Li Meng reached out, but instead of taking marbles from her pocket, she grabbed the bottom of her jersey, lifted it up to her neck, and held it between her chin. This exposed her two large, white breasts to Xiao Zhu and Xiao Shitou.
"Big sister, are you hot?"
The two children looked at her in confusion, clearly not understanding why this big sister would lift up her clothes for no reason. The children were too young to understand the allure of a woman's breasts, so being stared at by the two little ones' innocent gazes made Li Meng suddenly feel incredibly shy. This feeling was even more intense than when those lewd men had spied on her breasts and genitals earlier.
"Little Pillar, Little Stone, didn't you want marbles?"
"Look, I have two more marbles here!"
"I'll give them to you to play with, okay?"
What Li Meng was pointing to weren't marbles at all; they were clearly her own erect nipples, like
peanuts, gleaming with an alluring sheen. If other men saw them, they might not be able to resist rushing over and licking them. Unfortunately, the two little ones didn't have that impulse. They just reached out their little hands, puzzled, and pinched Li Meng's nipples.
But after only a quick pinch, the two little ones let go. "Sister's lying, sister's lying."
"Those aren't marbles, marbles aren't soft."
"They're still there, I can't take them off."
Don't let Li Meng's sassy demeanor fool you. At seventeen, while she enjoys seeking thrills, she's still a 100% virgin. Although many men have ogled her breasts and vagina, no one has ever had the chance to openly and nakedly fondle her nipples. Of course,
the hands that were being fondled through her clothes were dirty, not as strong or heavy as an adult's, but the stimulation was intense. Just a pinch, and Li Meng felt her vagina begin to flow again. Seeing the two little guys about to leave, Li Meng panicked, abandoning all pretense of modesty. She grabbed one in each hand, pulling their dirty little hands back onto her nipples, licking her lips seductively, "These really are marbles, even more fun than the ones you have."
"Use more force, more force, you can definitely pull them off!"
If Li Meng's expression were meant for a man, he wouldn't even need to say it; he would already be clutching her nipples tightly. But the two little ones were skeptical. They pinched her nipples, trying to pull them off forcefully.
"Ah..."
"Look, it's getting longer! Pull harder, and it'll come off!"
Li Meng's nipples were stretched and pulled by the two little ones. The pleasure was mixed with a slight pain, causing Li Meng to cry out. Then she felt her vagina get wet, and it started to flow.
It has to be said, a young girl's breasts are indeed wanton. Although the two little ones were not yet old enough to understand the mystery of a woman's breasts, pulling on the elastic nipples, which were like rubber, gave them the feeling of finding some new and interesting toy.
So, the two little ones kept pulling, and soon they had both hands on them, kneading, pulling, scratching, and slapping, laughing and playing with Li Meng's entire breasts
!
Li Meng never expected that the first people to taste her breasts would be two six-year-old boys. Although the two boys were playing with them like toys, it was undeniable that the pleasure they brought Li Meng was extraordinary.
"Ah, you two little things, you're pinching me so nicely!"
"Harder, keep going... harder..."
Enjoying herself, Li Meng unknowingly sat down on the ground, one hand supporting herself on the ground, the other rubbing her vulva through her shorts. It wasn't that she didn't want to rub inside, but she was worried that her hands, which were covered in dust and bacteria from playing basketball, might get her tender virgin vulva infected with some disease just for a moment of pleasure. So, Li Meng could only rub through the gap.
Fortunately, the basketball jersey and shorts Li Meng was wearing were high-quality and didn't pose too much of a hindrance
.
Little Zhu slapped Li Meng's breast, making a crisp sound. His eyes lit up; the slapping sensation was like bouncing a ball. No, even better than that! So, he started waving his hands rapidly, slapping Li Meng's breast repeatedly. Little Shi Tou, standing nearby, imitated him, slapping away too.
"
So good...you two little devils, you're making me feel so good!"
"Harder! Harder..."
Encouraged by Li Meng, the two little ones slapped like they were in a competition, as if seeing who could slap faster and louder. Soon, both little ones were flushed and panting. Li Meng, on the other hand, was even more overwhelmed. Her arms went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, her legs curled up, her hands tightly clenched, her mischievous fingers digging and probing
.
Such a lewd scene ! Who would have thought that the people involved were just a seventeen-year-old girl and two six-year-old boys?
Li Meng felt she was about to climax, but the two little guys were getting tired of patting her, and their touch became lighter and their speed slower. This feeling was like a lustful woman encountering a man with premature ejaculation—absolutely frustrating and maddening. So, Li Meng pulled down Xiao Zhu's trouser leg and pointed, "Kick the ball, kick the ball with your feet..."
Instantly, Xiao Zhu and Xiao Shitou had a new way of playing. They raised their feet and kicked hard at Li Meng's breasts
!
Li Meng had underestimated the strength of children. Although children are indeed not as strong as adults, when they vent their anger with their feet, if they put all their strength into it, kicking someone can still hurt quite a bit.
"Take off your shoes, take off your shoes..."
The plastic sandals scraped against her tender breasts, causing a bit of pain. Li Meng dared not let the two little guys continue kicking while wearing sandals. A woman's breasts are very delicate. Even if she kicked them until they were swollen, it was just for enjoyment. But if the plastic scraped her skin, got dirty, and left a scar, that was definitely not what Li Meng wanted.
Fortunately, the two little ones were quite understanding. They took off their sandals and started kicking barefoot. Today, Lady Luck was truly on their side. You see, Li Meng's breasts were the cream of the crop. Smooth and elastic, they were ten or even a hundred times better than any ball in the world. Having such breasts as balls was a privilege not everyone could enjoy. And no matter how much she kicked, they wouldn't fly away, and they wouldn't hurt her feet.
Hmm... ah... ah... so comfortable... harder!
Although her vagina felt very empty, the comfort from her breasts made up for it somewhat. Li Meng felt all the pleasure nerves in her body concentrated on her breasts. In an instant, her originally snow-white upper body was covered in a blush. If any man saw her in such a lewd state, he would be driven mad with lust and rape her brutally
.
Her four little feet took turns lifting her, and because they were barefoot on the ground, Xiao Zhu and Xiao Shi's feet were already very dirty. Combined with the vigorous movement, like playing soccer, they were sweaty and sticky. Soon, Li Meng's breasts were covered in dirty footprints.
Ah...ah...wooo...so good...harder, fuck me to death!
Her two high, firm breasts swayed constantly with the kicking of her little feet, occasionally being crushed under the feet of the two little guys into soft, fleshy pancakes.
Suddenly, Li Meng's nipple was pinched by Xiao Zhu's toes, and pulled hard!
Ah!!
Screaming, Li Meng's pleasure finally reached its peak.
"I'm going to die!"
Her ten toes were tightly hooked inside her sneakers, her two long, shapely thighs were intertwined, and her fingers were pinching her erect clitoris hard through her underwear
!
She felt a surge of heat gushing down her lower abdomen.
Li Meng's body suddenly arched, almost knocking the two unprepared boys to the ground. Then, like a lark struck by an arrow, Li Meng collapsed with a thud, her limbs going weak. She had orgasmed.
"Oh, big sister, you're shameless, you wet your pants..."
"Big sister, you're shameless, you wet your pants..."
Little Stone shouted, pointing at Li Meng's underwear, which was soaked with her orgasmic fluid, as if he had discovered some great secret.
"Pah, you wretched brat..."
she cursed inwardly, but Li Meng lay there lazily without refuting. Was she supposed to explain the difference between a woman's orgasm and urination to two six-year-old boys?
"Just kidding, instead of wasting time on that nonsense, you'd be better off lying on the ground enjoying the afterglow of your orgasm." "Big sister, shameless! You wet your pants! Shameless!"
As they shouted, the two little ones exchanged a glance and then turned and ran towards the base of the big tree.
Still savoring the afterglow of her climax, Li Meng, filled with curiosity, gathered some strength and rolled over to sit up.
"What a brat!"
she muttered, looking down at her slightly swollen breasts, the gaudy sweat stains and footprints. A strange smell wafted towards her—a mixture of a child's sweat and foot odor, making her feel nauseous. Seeing this, Li Meng quickly put down her jersey. With her own fragrant jersey acting as a barrier, the odor dissipated considerably.
Then, Li Meng walked towards the two little ones under the tree roots.
A gust of wind blew, and her lower body felt chilly. Li Meng then realized that this climax had produced many times more vaginal fluid than usual during masturbation, soaking half of her oversized basketball shorts—
how embarrassing!
With a charming smile, Li Meng ignored her lower body. In the height of summer, thin fabrics like jerseys get wet quickly and dry just as fast.
Just as Li Meng reached the two little ones, she was unexpectedly shooed away by them. "Big sister, go away!"
"Tch, what precocious brats! They even know how to be shy about peeing!"
But then she thought, these two brats had just fondled her breasts, bringing her to orgasm. Could it be considered that she had prematurely matured them? If so, would the two little ones remember this scene when they grew up?
Perhaps she should give them more memories, something they'd never forget?
Recalling the many pornographic films she'd watched at home, Li Meng suddenly felt a surge of excitement. If she were to masturbate or give oral sex to these two little ones right now, would they ejaculate?
Obviously, this idea is too advanced. However, giving the two little ones oral sex might really make the two handsome guys remember her for a lifetime.
Maybe, from puberty to death, her figure and her breasts will appear in their dreams and become their goddess of fantasy. With
a wicked smile, Li Meng wanted to try it.
Suddenly, with a creak, a closed door opened, and she heard a vulgar aunt calling, "Little Zhuzi, Little Shitou, come back for dinner!"
Hmm, okay, it seems that her virgin oral sex was saved for
the poor two little guys. I hope you won't forget today's scene in the future. Remember to think of me!
(II)
Ah!
It's another good day, but the sun is too strong. It's not suitable for playing basketball.
Pushing open the window, Li Meng leaned out half of her body and looked down at the shady trees and people coming and going. She suddenly had an impulse to lift her clothes and expose her breasts to everyone.
Unfortunately, this was just a thought. Li Meng still didn't dare to do it. You see, this is the municipal party committee's staff quarters, her home. If she dared to do this at home and was discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable. Home was off, but that didn't mean
it Having formed an idea, Li Meng left the window and hurriedly went downstairs, only to find herself alone. There was nothing she could do; her father, Li Min, was the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, and his work was demanding. Her mother also worked at the education bureau, equally busy. Her fifteen-year-old brother was a complete homebody, spending all his time indoors playing games and watching anime. Aside from meals, probably only an earthquake could disturb him.
But that was fine; the more isolated the home, the better for her to act. With a quick duck, Li Meng slipped into the bathroom. Although she only had one younger brother and was a complete homebody, out of caution, Li Meng carefully locked the door before standing in front of the sink mirror with her bag.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Li Meng, though not narcissistic, couldn't help but sigh. How beautiful!
Big, watery eyes, long eyelashes, a delicate and lovely nose, charming pink cherry lips, long, beautiful black hair cascading down her snow-white neck, her slender and well-proportioned figure wrapped in a sky-blue low-cut halter dress. With a slight tilt of her head, a pair of snow-white, alluring mounds could be clearly seen from the low neckline, tightly wrapped in a white lace bra. Although not very large, they were definitely perky. A slender waist, a flat stomach, a perfectly curved yet understated bottom, long legs encased in white stockings, and white leather shoes on her feet, her ten toes neatly arranged like silkworms—what a pure and sweet young girl! If Da Biaozi were here, he would never recognize this girl as his boss. In his mind, bosses were alluring and seductive, yet extremely cold and unpredictable witches. This girl, however, was undeniably pure and beautiful. Upon
closer inspection, one would notice that while her features were also exquisitely beautiful, they differed slightly from the girl on the basketball court a few days prior. Coupled with their completely different auras, even placing them side-by-side would make it impossible to believe they were the same person
. This was entirely due to Li Meng's makeup and acting skills.
Both were Li Meng herself, and both were Li Meng's true self. At home, Li Meng was a well-behaved and filial daughter; at school, she was an excellent student; in the eyes of the local hoodlum, she was a powerful and capable leader; and in the eyes of some strange men, she was an absolute wanton slut. Yes, Li Meng's true nature was that of a slut, a fact she herself admitted. And now, she was preparing to go out and seek thrills again, indulging in her
wantonness. She took a makeup box from her bag, and with a few quick strokes, the pure and beautiful girl in the mirror transformed into a seductive and alluring woman, a little slut that made one want to ravage her at first sight. Of course, the makeup was for safety; the real enjoyment came from the exposure.
Li Meng loved exposure; she herself didn't know when she developed this fetish—thirteen, fourteen, or fifteen?
Never mind,
she shook her head. Li Meng smiled seductively at herself in the mirror; it was indeed captivating, but that wasn't enough. Li Meng crossed her arms and pulled down the straps of her tank top, causing the extra-large tank top dress she had specially bought to fall to her feet
. She wore a white lace bra and white lace panties. Actually, Li Meng didn't like white; she preferred black or purple. However, she couldn't wear that at home. If her mother, Wu Yuan, found out, she would definitely be in trouble. Of course, more than that, Li Meng preferred not to wear a bra or panties at all, because only then could she enjoy the thrill of exposing
her body. Thinking about going out and exposing her body, Li Meng couldn't wait. Her fingers deftly pulled off the bra and panties. Hmm... stockings... that was the question. Should she wear stockings or not?
Wearing stockings was indeed alluring, but Li Meng preferred to completely expose her body. She had absolute confidence in her body; even without stockings, her beautiful legs and feet would definitely attract men's attention. So, Li Meng simply took off the stockings from her legs as well, and then put the tank top dress back on. In this way, Li Meng was completely naked except for her sundress.
She carefully checked herself again to make sure nothing was missing before quietly slipping out of the bathroom, pushing open the door, and leaving the house.
Although she had put on makeup, Li Meng always tried to choose places far from home when engaging in exhibitionism to ensure her safety. Of course, as a girl with such a hobby, Li Meng was very self-protective. Since the age of fourteen, she had used her father's position as the head of the Public Security Bureau to hire a female special police officer to teach her grappling and fighting. So don't be fooled by Li Meng's pure and gentle appearance; in reality, her fighting ability is such that two or three strong men wouldn't be able to get close to her. Otherwise, how could she become the leader of a gang of thugs with just a little background?
This time, Li Meng left home and chose a sunny neighborhood not too far away.
The residents of Sunshine Community are all middle-class families, so when the community was built, the developers specifically sought suggestions from many residents and constructed a small park in the center. This small park was quite scenic, with shady trees, green grass, and flowers. It was one of Li Meng's favorite spots for exposing herself.
Not only was the scenery beautiful, but because most of the residents were white-collar workers, the park was mostly filled with children and the elderly during the day; there were very few adults. Even the few adults there were clean and well-mannered, not at all repulsive.
Arriving at the familiar park, Li Meng was dismayed to find that her favorite spots for exposing herself were all occupied. While not adults, they were all students around fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, or eighteen years old. After all, it was summer
vacation, and Li Meng had finally found a nice place
to swing!
She quickly ran over and sat down. But she didn't rush to play; first, she looked around, observing her neighbors. To her left, several elderly people were gathered together, seemingly preparing to dance. To her right, two elderly men were playing chess a short distance away. Directly in front, several children were playing on a slide. Behind her were flower beds and bushes. Having observed her surroundings, Li Meng began to swing, her feet pushing off the ground.
Damn it, how could no
one be watching such a beautiful girl swinging like this? She spread her legs, letting the warm breeze caress her vulva, feeling an indescribable excitement. It was just a pity that no one noticed. You see, not only were Li Meng's legs spread wide, but with each higher and faster swing, her skirt was being lifted by the wind. Unless you were too far away, anyone could see her pink vulva.
Hey, grandpas and grandmas, your square dancing is so ugly! It can't compare to the unique beauty of my view!
And those silly little things, what's so interesting about sliding up and down? Look up at my beautiful vulva, it's much smoother than a slide!
And those two old men playing chess, under the scorching sun, how could you be so engrossed in your game? Wouldn't it be nice to glance over here?
Of course, there's a thrill in being spied on, but there's another kind of thrill in not being noticed. So Li Meng doesn't necessarily need others to see her exposed body.
However, since no one's looking here, she might as well be a little bolder!
Li Meng slowly slowed down, then stretched out her right hand and placed it on her vulva, gently rubbing it
!
If anyone were to look now, they would see a seductive and beautiful young girl sitting on a swing in broad daylight, legs wide open, skirt billowing, her long, slender legs completely naked, and a small, pale hand rubbing her inner thigh.
"Oh...so comfortable..."
With her eyes slightly narrowed, Li Meng looked at the little devils on the slide not far in front of her, and suddenly remembered the encounter with Little Pillar and Little Stone in the old town a few days ago. Although her breasts were swollen for three whole days afterward, the pleasure she felt was incredibly intense. "
Come on, little devils, come and ravage me!
Use your little hands, use your little feet, give me endless orgasms!"
she fantasized, imagining a dozen or so little devils of varying sizes trampling her breasts, thighs, and even her vulva with their dirty little feet. Pain and pleasure surged simultaneously; Li Meng could already feel her vulva starting to wet. The warm summer breeze was so annoying, like someone blowing hot air onto her vulva
!
Closing her eyes, Li Meng seemed to truly feel a man's mouth kissing her vulva, licking, sucking...
Ah...
Who is this man?
Why is his appearance so blurry?
I need to see clearly, I need to understand, who is this face? Her
fingers dug harder and harder, as if only at orgasm could she see the other's face clearly.
Unfortunately, the fingers were too slender, and to ensure her hymen remained intact, Li Meng dared not actually insert her fingers deep inside. She could only let one middle finger pinch between her labia, rubbing it up and down, occasionally probing a small section of the fingertip, withdrawing it the instant it touched her hymen.
Ah... Ah...
Who are you?
In a daze, Li Meng truly mistook the warm summer breeze for a man, gently carrying her to the clouds. Suddenly, a noisy voice entered her ears. Although she didn't open her eyes, Li Meng keenly sensed that the argument was coming from the two elderly people playing chess to her right, arguing endlessly about taking back a move.
"Big sister, what are you doing?"
Suddenly opening her eyes, Li Meng found that there was a little girl in front of her, looking at her innocently, and timidly asking, "Big sister, can I play for a while?"
She wants to play with my little pussy?
This thought flashed through her mind instantly, and Li Meng felt a heat in her lower abdomen, as if a warm current was brewing, a sign of an impending orgasm.
"Y-yes, sure..." Li Meng pressed down on the swing, trying to spread her thighs wider, while withdrawing her masturbating right hand, looking expectantly at this little girl
to play with my little pussy, come and play, play with it hard!
But to Li Meng's surprise, the little girl happily stepped forward and grabbed the swing rope. It turned out the girl wanted to play on the swing, not play with her vagina. Realizing this, Li Meng felt deflated; the climax she had just experienced abruptly subsided. Although she wanted to continue masturbating and release her climax, she had just promised the little girl to let her play on the swing. Even though it was a misunderstanding, Li Meng couldn't go back on her word. So she stood up and gave the swing to the girl.
"Big sister, why aren't you wearing underwear on the swing?" the little girl asked innocently as she climbed onto the swing.
Li Meng was taken aback, then a mischievous thought popped into her head. "Little sister, did your mother ever tell you that girls shouldn't let others see their underwear?"
"Yes, yes..." the little girl nodded.
"That's right, big sister, take off your underwear and put it in your pocket, then no one will see it!"
"Huh??"
The little girl was very confused. Although she was very young and didn't quite understand the boundaries between men and women, she vaguely felt that what the older sister in front of her said was not quite right, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong. She could only tilt her head and look at Li Meng.
"Remember, you don't need to wear underwear when you're on the swing in the future!"
Li Meng reached out and patted the little girl's head. With a mischievous grin, she smeared the semen on her hands onto the girl's hair as punishment for interrupting her orgasm!
Hehe, she hoped that her words wouldn't corrupt the girl, otherwise there might be another Li Meng in the future!
With this thought in mind, Li Meng left the swing and subconsciously walked towards the two old men playing chess. Upon arrival, Li Meng discovered that the two old men were quite cunning. While their chosen spot wasn't ideal, it was conveniently located under a shady tree, offering much cooler respite than other areas.
The chessboard they used was simple, merely a chalk mark drawn on the ground, and the wooden pieces were worn and tattered, some even missing corners or markings. However, this didn't dampen their enthusiasm. Each sat on a few bricks and began their game with great passion. Clearly, the two old men were genuinely passionate about chess. Even when a beautiful young woman like Li Meng stood to the side, they only glanced up briefly before remaining engrossed in their game.
Actually, Li Meng knew a little about chess and had played it before, though not very well; she was a beginner. Even so, after only a few minutes of watching, she noticed something. The yellow-robed elder's skill was clearly far superior to the white-robed elder's. At the beginning, this might not be apparent, but as the game progressed, the white-robed elder's moves became increasingly slow
, while the yellow-robed elder's speed remained unchanged. Because the white-robed elder's pace slowed, the yellow-robed elder had the leisure to look around casually. And soon, his gaze locked onto Li Meng. You see, Li Meng's current attire was quite alluring; her long, beautiful legs were mostly bare, her translucent skin reflecting a captivating glow in the sunlight, and her size 37 feet were exceptionally white, even the blue veins on the insteps were clearly visible. (
Old lecher!)
Swearing inwardly, although she couldn't see the old man in yellow's face, Li Meng clearly felt two lustful gazes fixed on her jade-like feet and ankles. The intensity of those gazes was even hotter than the midday sun
!
The old man in yellow captured another of the old man in white's pieces, smugly raising his head, but then glanced intently at Li Meng's thighs beneath her skirt. However, due to the angle, he couldn't see her private parts, but he certainly saw her delicate and shapely thighs—a lecherous
old man indeed!
Swearing again inwardly, Li Meng felt a surge of pride.
This old man in yellow was probably well over sixty, possibly even over seventy. The fact that her body could arouse his desire meant her body was excellent and alluring.
However, this old man's gaze was too hateful, more lustful than many young people's. He was clearly no good when he was young
!
In the blink of an eye, the white-robed old man's pieces were reduced to mere remnants, while the yellow-robed old man's pieces were complete, with rooks, knights, and cannons. At this rate, it seemed the white-robed old man would be powerless to turn the tide in a few more moves .
Feeling the yellow-robed old man's hateful gaze, Li Meng resolved not to let him be so smug. She had to ruin his victory
, and in doing so, she could also enjoy a different kind of thrill. So, Li Meng took a step and moved to face the yellow-robed old man, then suddenly squatted down
and coughed, cough, cough... cough, cough...
The yellow-robed old man never expected Li Meng to be so bold—not wearing underwear under her sundress! Seeing the sudden, beautiful sight of her private parts, he was momentarily speechless and coughed violently
.
Serves him right! Li Meng fantasized that if this old guy had a heart condition, she could just make him have an attack. "Isn't it said that dying under a peony is a romantic death?" While she might not be a peony, she was certainly a alluring rose, or perhaps a romantic cherry blossom—she could simply bewitch this old lecher and send him to hell to masturbate!
Thinking this, Li Meng smiled serenely, a smile as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, miraculously stopping the old man's cough. Now, Li Meng was annoyed. So, she decided to make the old man in yellow feel annoyed too. She pressed her legs together, instantly shutting off her private parts, so he could only see her thighs and buttocks, but not her most crucial vulva. Then, just as the old man in yellow was about to make his move, the white-robed man suddenly spread his legs apart . Sure
enough, after several attempts, the old man's moves became increasingly erratic, and in the blink of an eye, his favorable position was shattered by the opponent's counterattack .
"Checkmate!" Finally, seizing upon a fatal mistake, the white-robed man instantly drew his sword. "This...this..." The yellow-robed man's eyes weren't even on the chessboard; he was staring intently at Li Meng's vulva between her legs. So, he held a chess piece but didn't know where to place it. "Grandpa, you've lost!" In fact, the yellow-robed man's situation wasn't necessarily hopeless. With his skill, he could definitely find a solution if he thought carefully. But at this moment, firstly, he had no time to think about that, and secondly, Li Meng had sweetly told him that she had lost, so how could he possibly admit defeat even if he didn't want to? So, the old man in yellow simply threw down the chess piece, "I lost, let's play again!" "No, no..." Unexpectedly, the old man in white stood up and said with a smile, "I finally managed to win a game against you today, I don't want you to win it back!" "You old bastard, how can you do this? There are juniors watching, don't let them laugh at you!" The old man in yellow wasn't really trying to persuade the other to stay because of the game; he was afraid that if the game ended, Li Meng would leave, and then he wouldn't have any good scenery to enjoy. Li Meng was well aware of his ulterior motives and immediately thought disdainfully, "You don't care about the younger generation watching, you just want to see them!" The hypocritical old lecher said , "No, no, I really won't play anymore!" The white-robed old man wanted to leave, while the yellow-robed old man wanted to stay, and for a moment the two were at odds again. At this moment, Li Meng interjected, "Grandpa, how about I play a game with you?" "Huh?" "Alright, alright... let's play, let's play..." At Li Meng's suggestion, the yellow-robed old man no longer cared about the white-robed old man and immediately let him leave, warmly entertaining Li Meng. Of course, his eyes never left Li Meng's thighs. Li Meng was well aware that once the white-robed old man left, the bricks he left behind would belong to her. Li Meng lifted her skirt and carefully sat on the brick. The rough brick surface made her let out a soft moan as soon as it touched her bottom. A young woman's bottom is too delicate; the brick surface was too rough and uncomfortable. "Girl, are you uncomfortable?" the old man in yellow asked knowingly, his eyes fixed on Li Meng's thighs. He knew exactly what she was up to. "Grandpa!" Li Meng gave the old man a coquettish look, spreading her legs even wider and pulling her skirt up a lot, leaving her lower body almost completely naked. The old man's breathing quickened. "Grandpa, shall we begin?" "Okay, okay," she replied quickly, but the old man's hands moved slowly, clearly deliberately stalling for time to let him see more. Li Meng didn't mind at all; on the contrary, she cooperated quite readily. From the other man's fiery gaze, she had already found a strange pleasure. Her vulva began to wet again, causing her labia to glow with a watery sheen. Her pink, finger-sized vaginal opening contracted uncontrollably. "Watch me make my move!" Having just set up his pieces, the old man impatiently made his first move, but his shout was filled with a strange undertone. His eyes were fixed on Li Meng's pink vulva, as if that was where he intended to checkmate her. "Grandpa, how old are you? Still so hot-blooded?" Li Meng reached out and teased... With a flick of her skirt, she rubbed her fingers against her vulva from a distance, chuckling lewdly, "Hehe, girl, don't let my age fool you, I'm still got some energy, my firepower is as strong as ever!" As she placed the chess piece, the old man deliberately thrust his hips forward. From Li Meng's angle, she could clearly see that his genitals had created a tent in his underwear, and it wasn't small To be honest, this was the first time Li Meng had openly witnessed a man with an erection, and she was slightly surprised. Her pink lips parted slightly, creating a striking contrast with her vulva—such beautiful little mouths!

The old man stared fascinated at Li Meng's vulva, as if he wanted to pop his eyes inside
. Seeing this, Li Meng smiled mischievously and said, "Then I'll play the advisor."
Her jade-like hand placed the chess piece down, and her jade-like legs simultaneously snapped shut, sealing off her forbidden palace, just like the advisor protecting the general on a chessboard.
"No, no..." the old man panicked, lunging forward and grabbing the advisor Li Meng had just placed on the chessboard, putting it back in its original position. At the same time, he pressed his old face against Li Meng's knees, taking a deep breath of her fragrant breath, then exhaling sharply.
"Mmm!"
The old man's breath was so hot that Li Meng let out a soft moan, involuntarily parting her legs, a trickle of clear fluid slowly seeping from her vaginal opening. Li Meng felt incredibly aroused; she had been spied on by an old man, and even aroused by it—it was
so shameful!
But, she loved it!
"Grandpa, I can't support myself, what should I do?" A seductive, almost moaning voice rang out as Li Meng exhaled a fragrant breath onto the old man's face. Instantly, the old man's breathing quickened again, the hot breath hitting the inner walls of Li Meng's thighs, burning hot, causing her vulva to leak even more moisture.
"You should jump, you should jump..."
"A hindsight is 20/20, jumping is the best cannon mount, that's how you fire!"
The old man rambled on, swallowing hard, his eyes fixed on Li Meng's long, white legs. Clearly, his "cannon mount" was a veiled reference to her beautiful legs. Li Meng naturally understood the old man's meaning, gently swaying her legs, increasing the airflow around her lower body, sending waves of her erotic fragrance onto the old man's face.
"Grandpa, do you think this cannon mount is suitable?"
"Suitable, suitable, absolutely perfect."
"Then why don't you hurry up and attack?"
"Ah...yes, yes, yes...coming, coming, watch me bombard!"
The old man was no longer thinking about how to play chess; he was completely mesmerized by Li Meng's little pussy. With a snap, he used his cannon to take down Li Meng's pawn.
"Hehe, grandpa, you're too impatient. Your cannon hasn't even reached the center yet, and it's about to be taken down by her cannon support!" Her two long, beautiful legs rubbed together gently, and she licked her lips seductively, then used her horse to capture the opponent's cannon.
"It's alright, it's alright, grandpa is hot-tempered and confident. One cannon isn't enough, watch me use another!" The old man grabbed a second cannon and placed it back in the center.
"Hehe, but her cannon support is very powerful!" Li Meng suddenly closed her legs, linking a pair of horses together, tightly... She defended her central palace.
"Gah gah... watch me slowly chip away at your cannon with my pawns!"
It was quite a battle. Li Meng's little pussy was like an old general on a chessboard, her two closed thighs were like the two knights on the left and right, and her swaying halter skirt was like the two bishops flying back and forth. She tried her best to protect her central palace from being breached.
But the old fox was still spicier. How could Li Meng, a newcomer to the battlefield, be a match for the veteran? The opponent's two rooks were like big hands, the pawns were like nimble fingers, and even the two knights were like hot mouths, constantly tearing apart the knights and bishops outside Li Meng's central palace. A cannon with a fiery temper would occasionally strike into the forbidden area of the central palace, almost hitting the female general several times. For a while, Li Meng was panting heavily, sweating profusely, and struggling to defend herself. She was in a very sorry state
!
A gasp escaped her lips as all five of Li Meng's pawns had fallen, like a defeated general who, having accepted defeat, stretched out his legs. His delicate, lovely feet crossed the chessboard, his five pink toes becoming prisoners, easily seized by the old man.
The old man's chess skills were indeed superb; he had captured a foot shortly after the game began. His fingers flew, quickly stripping away the white cloth, leaving the small, white foot in his rough, powerful hand. Li Meng felt weak all over, her vulva burning, and streams of heat flowing uncontrollably from her center. Her appearance was both shameful and wanton. *Slap, slap...*
As the old man's chariot advanced, Li Meng's two elephants also appeared on the field, her skirt naturally lifting to her waist, revealing... Her lower body was completely naked.
"Grandpa...you...are so amazing...woo..." Her jade feet were already glistening with sweat from the old man's fondling, and her straight, slender thighs reflected a lewd glow in the sunlight. Her inner palace was overflowing with moisture, and the alluring female generals were like lotuses emerging from the water.
"There's something even more amazing!"
With a snap, the chain of horses finally became a lame horse, and one of the cannon carriages was finally taken down by the cannon. The old man pulled it down, and to Li Meng's surprise, her jade feet were pressed onto the hot tent.
Damn cannon, I stomp, I stomp...I stomp, stomp, stomp...Pouting and clenching her little fists, Li Meng stomped hard. With each stomp, her inner palace would spit out a little honey water, as if cheering her on.
Snap!
With both knights out of the game, Li Meng's entire center became the opponent's playground, allowing their rooks, knights, and cannons to rampage freely, chasing her female general until she was drenched in sweat.
"Checkmate!"
A cannon was raised, already aimed at the female general, but the game was already decided, and there was no way to turn the tide
. Damn it!
The sound of pieces clashing against pieces was crisp and inexplicable. Li Meng watched helplessly as the opponent's red cannon struck her female general squarely, as if she were seeing a thick penis thrusting straight into her vagina
!
A sword slits the throat, blood splattering, a poignant beauty. A surge of blood, tinged with resentment, erupts, swift and fierce, soaking half the chessboard.
Simultaneously, Li Meng feels her jade-like foot sink, involuntarily pinned down by a large hand. The old man struggles, a warm current through his trousers hitting the sole of Li Meng's foot, feeling hot and damp . He breathes heavily,
and
it takes Li Meng a while to regain her senses and look up, only to find the old man's face pale, seemingly aging ten years in an instant, his eyes wide open... The old man's neck veins were bulging as if they were about to bulge out, and he looked so weak that he seemed about to collapse.
Li Meng didn't want to cause a death, so she quickly pulled back her legs, hurriedly put on her shoes, and got up to run.
"Old Sun, Old Sun..."
After running for several dozen meters, Li Meng heard someone shouting anxiously. She turned around sharply and saw that the old man who had just ejaculated was now lying on the ground. Several middle-aged women who were dancing in the square were anxiously checking his
rice tofu. Could this old man really be going to die under the flower?
Clutching her chest, Li Meng felt a strange sense of lingering fear. She hoped the old man hadn't actually died, otherwise, if he turned into a lecherous ghost and haunted her, that would be quite unpleasant.
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La la la... la la la...
With light steps, Li Meng was like a free butterfly, fluttering in the sunlight as she stepped into the municipal government compound. Instead of rushing home, she went to the supermarket first to buy a bottle of mineral water, then washed off her makeup. Otherwise, if she bumped into her parents or relatives at home, it wouldn't be easy to explain.
After washing her face, she checked herself in a small mirror to make sure all the makeup was gone. Only then did Li Meng shed her seductive demeanor and transform back into the pure and lovely sweet girl she once was.
Hmm, still no one home?
Pushing open the door, the entire first floor remained as silent as it had been before the girl left. "Oh well
, I'd better take a shower first!"
She'd just worked up a good sweat, and her thighs were soaked with so much vaginal fluid, especially her little feet, which had been played with by the old man for so long—sticky and slippery under the cool white fabric, making her feel quite uncomfortable. So, Li Meng didn't go upstairs and headed straight for the bathroom.
With a creak, the bathroom door opened, and the scene inside shocked her
. There stood her younger brother, Li Xiang, holding her white stockings in one hand, masturbating, while the other held a bra to his nose, sniffing it intensely. A white lace panty was dangling from his mouth.
That little rascal! He'd got all three pieces of equipment she'd left behind!
The sound of the bathroom door opening had already startled Li Xiang from his masturbation. Naturally, Li Meng could see him, and he could see his suddenly appearing sister. Immediately, the boy hurriedly put his hands behind his back as if it were a case of losing the sheep, his face flushed, and timidly called out,
"Sister..."
"Alright, no need to hide anymore, I saw everything!"
At this moment, Li Xiang looked quite funny. He hadn't even spat out the white lace panties in his mouth yet, and he had only hidden half of his white stockings, the other half still tangled on his erect penis.
"Sister, I..."
Li Xiang lowered his head in embarrassment, and his once proud penis visibly went limp. Li Meng deliberately increased the volume of her footsteps, walking slowly towards him like a cat toying with a mouse. Li Xiang was like a mouse being toyed with, looking around helplessly, not knowing what to do.
"Raise your head!" Li Meng said condescendingly.
"I, I..." Li Xiang was only fifteen years old. Although he was a boy, he was probably the type who developed late, so he was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, which was half a head shorter than his sister who was over 1.7 meters tall. Although he raised his head as his sister instructed, he was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he didn't dare to open his eyes. Little did he know that his shy and bashful expression was incredibly endearing to Li Meng, giving her a strange feeling.
"Lift your head and look at me!" Li Meng playfully hooked her younger brother Li Xiang's chin with her slender, white fingers, a strange smile playing on her lips.
"I..."
Li Xiang obediently opened his eyes, met his sister's teasing gaze, and immediately looked away.
"Li Xiang!"
"Hmm..."
"When did you learn to masturbate?"
"…………" Suddenly asked this question by his sister, Li Xiang was very shy and dared not answer. "Tell me!"
Li Meng's voice rose, and Li Xiang immediately became frightened. In his memory, he had been bullied by this sister a lot when he was young, especially when Li Meng had just started learning grappling and fighting; Li Xiang was her first training partner, and naturally, he had been subjected to countless beatings, leaving a shadow of fear of resistance in his heart. "Half...half a year ago!"
"How do you usually masturbate?"

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