Mrs. Wang and Wang Yulan

Wang Yulan, 38 years old, lives with her husband Zhang Dayuan and their elementary school-aged daughter in an old apartment building. Zhang Dayuan works in the Public Security Bureau's Security Division, a police officer with over 20 years of service. Due to his volatile temper and arrogance, he's not well-liked in the bureau. Coupled with his limited education, he's been rejected for promotions several times over the years, remaining a regular staff member. He's also consistently excluded from the unit's housing allocation program, so they have to live in this dilapidated building.

Zhang Dayuan is a very chauvinistic man, so after marrying him, Wang Yulan resigned from her job at the bookstore to become a housewife, as he demanded. Their married life was peaceful and uneventful. Although they weren't wealthy and her husband had a bad temper, Wang Yulan endured it all.

A few years later, their daughter was born. This should have been a happy occasion, but Zhang Dayuan's strong preference for sons made him very unhappy, and their lives began to change. Zhang Dayuan started losing his temper frequently, often verbally abusing Wang Yulan after drinking. Wang Yulan endured her anger, hoping for a peaceful life, but a sudden incident three years ago completely destroyed their family relationship.

It was a hot night, and Zhang Dayuan was on night shift, not returning until midnight. After putting the children to bed, Wang Yulan took a shower and prepared a late-night snack in the kitchen, waiting for her husband. For the past three years, she had done this; she dared not go to sleep alone until her husband returned.

The door clicked open, and Zhang Dayuan entered, hanging up his hat and taking off his uniform and trousers, leaving him in only his underwear as he went to the kitchen. Wang Yulan, head down, stirred noodles in the pot, not daring to look at her husband.

Zhang Dayuan squinted at his wife from behind; her full waist was faintly visible beneath her thin beige nightgown, and her black bra straps and white underwear were clearly visible. Thinking of a prostitution case he had handled that night, the prostitute's seductive allure, he felt an erection begin to form. He walked over and placed a hand on Wang Yulan's shoulder. Wang Yulan trembled, her hand stopping its movement. Seeing his wife tremble, Zhang Dayuan felt a surge of pleasure.

He reached under her armpit with one hand, grasped her breast, and kneaded it forcefully. His other hand touched her lower abdomen, pulling her buttocks towards his lower body. Through her underwear, he pressed his erect penis against her and began rubbing. He saw his wife's eyes twitch, but she dared not flinch or resist, so he rubbed even faster and harder.

A few minutes later, feeling his desire aroused, he lifted his wife's nightgown to her waist, pulled down her underwear, and reached out to touch Wang Yulan's hairy mons pubis with his right hand. In the still of the night, the sound of his fingers rubbing his wife's pubic hair was loud, a rustling sound. His wife's vaginal opening was soft and moist, the two folds of flesh, mixed with mucus and hair, throbbing restlessly under his hand.

Wang Yulan hummed softly through her nose. Suddenly, Zhang Dayuan forcefully grabbed her entire mons pubis. Startled by the sudden attack, Wang Yulan cried out. Zhang Dayuan, having reached his limit of restraint, lifted his wife's upper body, raised her arms, and pulled her nightgown over her head.

Wang Yulan, with her back to her husband, braced her hands on the stove, her snow-white body, clad only in a black bra, exposed to his gaze. Zhang Dayuan watched the black bra straps dig into his wife's back, the surrounding white flesh alluringly bulging, and he couldn't help but grin with excitement, his lower body becoming even harder. He unhooked the bra at the back, freeing the white flesh from its confinement; the bulge disappeared, but the bra's marks remained clearly visible.

Zhang Dayuan reached behind and grasped Wang Yulan's breasts, kneading them forcefully and repeatedly pressing her nipples with his index finger. Although the bra was now unhooked, Zhang Dayuan didn't remove it, letting it hang loosely on his wife's full body; he found this more stimulating.

Wang Yulan looked down at her husband's hands ravaging her breasts. Her breasts were kneaded, squeezed, and rubbed together, her nipples hardening and engorged with blood, only to be pressed down forcefully by his fingers. Zhang Dayuan hadn't showered yet; his body reeked of sweat mixed with a strong tobacco smell, enveloping her and making her feel hot all over. She involuntarily let out a moan.

Hearing his wife's moan, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. He quickly pulled down his underwear, took out his hard penis, and inserted it into Wang Yulan's buttocks. After a few tentative movements, he aimed at her soft spot and thrust it in hard.

"Ah..." Wang Yulan's head tilted back.

Since that incident three years ago, Zhang Dayuan had been extremely cold and brutal towards his wife. When he wanted to satisfy his desires, he never cared whether she was willing or not, and he never faced her. Almost every time, he made Wang Yulan kneel and crawl, raping her from behind. At most, he would have her lie on her side, turning her face towards the pillow, only releasing her after he had ejaculated.

After entering his wife's vagina, Zhang Dayuan began to slowly thrust in and out. He watched his penis, glistening with fluid, slide in and out of Wang Yulan's vagina, smooth and lubricated, glistening under the light, giving him a sense of conquering satisfaction.

He held his wife's breast in one hand and her waist in the other, pulling her full, white buttocks against his abdomen, making a slapping sound. Wang Yulan had a black mole on her right lower back, with a few black hairs growing on it, making her look sexy and wanton.

Zhang Dayuan released his wife's breast, holding her waist with both hands, occasionally pinching the black mole on her back, and began to thrust rapidly and violently. The gas stove burned, and both of them began to sweat.

Wang Yulan felt her vagina tightly enveloping her husband's thick, hard penis, but due to the lubrication, she couldn't fully grasp it. The alternating tightness and looseness of her vagina made her dizzy, constantly moaning. Her breasts were tossed back and forth with her husband's thrusts, rubbing against her bra, which looked incredibly stimulating.

A suppressed moan escaped her throat: "Ah... um..."

Zhang Dayuan heard her low moan and cursed, "You filthy bitch, if you're enjoying it, scream loudly, don't whine like that."

Then he increased the speed of his thrusts, pumping violently.

Her husband's speed increased, and the amplitude of his movements increased. Wang Yulan's hands could no longer support her body under the impact. She bent her arms and used her elbows to support herself on the table, her whole body almost lying face down, her breasts occasionally hitting the edge of the table.

She buried her head between her arms, but with each thrust from her husband, she involuntarily lifted it up again, letting out bursts of soft gasps and ecstatic moans.

Zhang Dayuan watched his wife's wanton appearance as she was being fucked beneath him, experiencing his own strength and vigor, and became even more excited. He reached out and grabbed his wife's breasts, pushing and pulling her body to accelerate the advance and retreat of his penis.

It was hot, and being near the stove, both of them were drenched in sweat. Wang Yulan's smooth, white breasts were even more slippery to the touch, making a squelching sound similar to the sound of a penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

Wang Yulan felt the penis penetrating deeper and deeper into her uterus, knowing Zhang Dayuan was close to climaxing. Wanting to take this opportunity to please her husband, she arched her back and began to moan loudly:

"Oh...Ah Yuan, you...you're so amazing, I...I'm...I can't take it anymore...ah..." "You're so hard...ah...you're going in so deep...hum...I can't...take it anymore," Wang Yulan gasped and moaned, raising her chin, closing her eyes, opening her mouth, and half-turning her head to let her husband see her infatuated, seductive appearance.

Hearing his wife's moans, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. He gripped his wife's breast tightly with one hand and pressed down on her shoulder with the other, thrusting even faster, the slapping sounds of their bodies amplified by the sweat on their bodies.

After seventeen or eighteen vigorous thrusts, he pressed his body firmly against Wang Yulan's buttocks, straightened up, and let out a deep roar, his penis ejaculating wave after wave of semen into his wife's uterus.

After her husband finished, Wang Yulan, still panting, turned her head to try and smile at him, but Zhang Dayuan pulled his now-shrunken penis out of her vagina, tore off her bra, wiped it, and threw it on the ground. Without even glancing at her, he went straight into the bathroom.

Wang Yulan's heart sank to the bottom, a dull ache spreading through her. For three years, it had always been the same. After Zhang Dayuan's release, he never said anything kind, sometimes even cursing her with disgust.

"He still can't forget that...he still resents me..." Wang Yulan thought painfully, "But it wasn't my fault..."

Wang Yulan felt a liquid slowly flowing from her vagina. She picked up her bra from the floor and pressed it against her vaginal opening, catching the flowing semen. The sticky, white, cloudy liquid stood out starkly against the black bra.

Wang Yulan remembered the noodles in the pot and quickly turned off the heat; the broth had boiled away, and the noodles were practically dough. Exhausted, she picked up her pajamas and put them on, crumpling her bra and panties into a ball and tossing them aside. She slowly walked to the living room and sat down.

Listening to the sound of her husband showering in the bathroom, she stared blankly out the window. Although it was late at night, the clouds in the sky were still clearly visible, and her melancholy thoughts drifted back to that night three years ago… Three years ago, Zhang Dayuan was still working at a police station, before being transferred to the city bureau. The station was busy with many tasks and short-staffed, so everyone had to take turns on duty.

That day, it was Zhang Dayuan's turn to work the night shift. He slept until after 5 pm, quickly ate something, and rushed to the station.

Zhang Dayuan's police station was located on the outskirts of the city, in a semi-rural area. It was mostly rural, but filled with a large number of migrant workers, making it a hotspot for crime. During that period, in addition to theft, fights, and robberies, several rape cases were causing the police station a major headache.

Judging from the methods and forms of the crimes, the perpetrator seemed to be the same person. However, this person was very cunning, and the police had failed to catch him in several operations. Recently, the police increased patrols, and he went into hiding and stopped committing crimes, causing the police to become somewhat discouraged and relaxed.

Around 10 p.m., after putting her child to sleep, Wang Yulan packed a late-night snack she had prepared into a thermos and went out to deliver it to her husband. Their home wasn't too far from the police station; it would only take about ten minutes by taking a back road, and while taking a bus would be faster, it would be a longer route on the main road, so the time would be about the same. Wang Yulan wanted to deliver it early, estimating she could catch the last bus and be back around 10:30 p.m.

When Wang Yulan arrived at the police station, she saw the light on in the duty room and went straight in. Only Zhang Dayuan was inside, tuning the radio.

"Why are you alone today?" Wang Yulan asked, knowing that two people were usually on duty.

"Xiao Zhao just went out on patrol; he probably won't be back for a while," Zhang Dayuan said, opening the thermos and eating.

Xiao Zhao's name was Zhao Kaiping, a computer science graduate. His uncle was the deputy director of the bureau, so the bureau valued him highly. He was assigned to this police station to gain experience at the grassroots level in preparation for future promotions.

Wang Yulan casually picked up the case files on the table and started looking at them, while Zhang Dayuan ate his meal with gusto .

"It tastes good,"

Zhang Dayuan said, looking up at his wife who was reading the files. "By the way, don't bring me food anymore. The security situation has been bad lately. Next time I come to work, just bring me some late-night snacks too."

"Okay,"

Wang Yulan replied, feeling uneasy seeing the cases.

Zhang Dayuan quickly finished eating, and Wang Yulan went to collect the thermos and spoon, preparing to leave.

It was the height of summer, and the weather was very hot. Wang Yulan had rushed over and was drenched in sweat. The police station was in poor condition; there was no air conditioning, only a broken fan, which offered no relief. Wang Yulan's white t-shirt was damp, clinging tightly to her body, clearly outlining her full figure.

Seeing this, Zhang Dayuan suddenly became excited. He grabbed Wang Yulan, pulled her onto his lap with her back to him, and began to caress her entire body, kissing his wife's neck.

"No...you're crazy, we're in the police station..." Wang Yulan twisted her body, trying to break free.

"It's okay, there's no one here now." Zhang Dayuan had already put his hand inside Wang Yulan's skirt, kneading his wife's mons pubis.

"No, Xiao Zhao will be back..." Wang Yulan was still worried.

"He just left, he'll be back for a while after his patrol, we just need to hurry.

" Zhang Dayuan had already pulled down his wife's panties.

Wang Yulan couldn't resist anymore, Zhang Dayuan had already pulled out his hard penis and was rubbing it against her vaginal opening. He grabbed his wife's waist with both hands and pressed down, Wang Yulan let out a muffled groan as his penis entered her soft flesh.

Zhang Dayuan sat in the chair and began to thrust, his hands reaching forward to knead his wife's breasts with each thrust. Wang Yulan braced her hands on the desk, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and let out soft cries.

“Ah…ah…um…ouch…”

Zhang Dayuan, aroused, stood up, flipped his wife onto her back, and laid her on the desk. He lifted her two snow-white thighs and thrust into her hard.

“Ouch…ouch…oh…oh…hum…”

Wang Yulan was so stimulated by her husband’s ferocity that she couldn’t speak. Worried that someone might suddenly barge in, she decided it was best not to delay too long. She gasped to her husband,

“Ah Yuan…oh…you’re here…or not? I’m almost…I can’t take it anymore…ouch…ouch…we should…hurry up…”

Hearing his wife’s moans, and fearing that Xiao Zhao would see them when he returned, Zhang Dayuan said,

“Okay, I’ll hurry up, you wish.”

He hoisted Wang Yulan’s legs onto his shoulders, pressed his entire upper body against her, and increased the speed of his thrusts. His hands, through her clothes, grasped her full breasts and kneaded them forcefully.

Wang Yulan felt her husband’s thrusts becoming faster and faster, the pleasure of his penis rubbing against her vaginal walls becoming more and more intense. Her nerves were almost out of control, and she unconsciously flailed her hands across the desk.

With a "clang," the ashtray was swept to the ground and shattered.

"Ah Yuan... quick... give it to me... quick..."

Wang Yulan gripped the edge of the table tightly, her body tense; she had reached her climax.

"Okay, I'll give it to you... give it to you..."

Seeing his wife's dazed state, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. After a few wild thrusts, he gripped Wang Yulan's shoulders tightly, pressing his lower body against hers, and his semen gushed out wildly.

"Ah..." The two of them reached their peak together... "You bastard, you've made me weak all over,"

Wang Yulan said breathlessly, gently pushing away her husband who was still on top of her.

"Hehe, was it good?"

Zhang Dayuan straightened up, pulled out his now-soft penis, took a few tissues from the box to wipe himself, and gave a few to his wife.

"Get lost,"

Wang Yulan scolded coquettishly, taking the tissues to wipe the semen overflowing from her vagina, picking up her underwear from the ground and putting it on.

"I have to go now, I don't know if I can catch the last bus, it's all your fault."

Wang Yulan finished tidying her clothes, combing her messy hair with her fingers while hurriedly clearing away the dishes.

"It's okay, you should make it in time." Zhang Dayuan was throwing the used toilet paper and the broken ashtray into the wastebasket. "You should go now."

Just then, loud footsteps and coughing came from outside the door; it was Xiao Zhao returning. As soon as he entered, he saw Wang Yulan about to leave, and his eyes lit up. "Oh, sister-in-law's here?"

"Ah, yes, I was just leaving. Xiao Zhao, come over sometime."

Wang Yulan quickly picked up her things, smiled at Xiao Zhao, and hurried out the door. As she passed by Xiao Zhao, he inhaled deeply the fragrance and scent of her sweat.

"That woman is really feminine," Xiao Zhao thought to himself. "Look at that figure, that allure, I wonder how amazing it would be. She must have had a great time just now."

Actually, Xiao Zhao had already returned. As he walked outside, he suddenly heard intimate sounds coming from inside. He quickly understood what was happening, slowed his pace, and leaned against the door to listen to the whole thing.

Xiao Zhao noticed the mess on the table, a pile of toilet paper suddenly appearing in the wastebasket, and Zhang Dayuan's satisfied expression; he understood even better. Through months of interaction with Zhang Dayuan, he found him vulgar, uncultured, and arrogant, thus despising him from the bottom of his heart. However, Zhang Dayuan was indeed very experienced in catching criminals, something he couldn't match.

"Hmph, look at this boorish man so smug. What kind of good fortune did he have to marry such a slutty woman? If it were me..."

Xiao Zhao's mind raced, imagining the scene from earlier, and he felt a surge of lust. "If I get the chance, I'll definitely sleep with her!"

He imagined his penis going in and out of Wang Yulan's vagina, Wang Yulan moaning and groaning beneath him... Wang Yulan hurriedly made her way to the main road, praying that the last bus hadn't arrived yet. But when she arrived at the temporary bus stop, it was empty, not a soul in sight. She checked her watch, and waited another ten minutes, but no bus came.

What to do now? Taxis rarely came to this remote place, and it was already 11 o'clock. She had to think of something quickly.

A night breeze blew by, and Wang Yulan felt a chill, her sweat still damp.

"Oh no, I have to go, or I'll catch a cold."

Which way should she take? Walking back along the main road would be brighter, but it would be a long detour, at least half an hour. Taking the shortcut would only take ten minutes, but it would involve crossing an alley without streetlights, which didn't feel safe.

As she hesitated, she suddenly thought of her child at home. Was the child sleeping soundly? Had they kicked off the covers? Would they be scared if they woke up and couldn't see their mother? The thought filled her with panic.

Wang Yulan glanced at the alley, then at the main road, and finally gritted her teeth, making her decision. She strode towards the alley.

The rural-urban fringe was quiet and peaceful at night, with only the incessant chirping of insects and the clear moonlight filling the air. Wang Yulan had no time to appreciate the summer night scenery; she hurried along the alley, wanting to get home as quickly as possible.

The alley was unlit, winding and lined with dilapidated houses. Local farmers built new houses when they had money, renting out their old ones at low prices to migrant workers.

Wang Yulan turned several corners and entered a narrow, cramped alley. The houses were very close together, and moonlight filtered in, casting a pale blue glow on the stone pavement. Wang Yulan hesitated for a moment, then saw a light emanating from a room ahead. Thinking the path wasn't long and she could get out quickly, she hurried inside, her footsteps echoing in the quiet alley.

Wang Yulan walked faster and faster, almost reaching the house with the light on. Just as she was about to leave the alley, a surge of excitement filled her, and she prepared to quicken her pace. Suddenly, she heard a whoosh of wind behind her. Before she could react, a thick arm abruptly covered her mouth, followed by another arm around her waist from behind. A body pressed against her back, and she felt herself being lifted off the ground and dragged back.

Wang Yulan struggled in terror, the thermos flask in her hand clattering to the ground. Her hands flailed wildly; she could only desperately try to pry open the hand covering her mouth, but the man was incredibly strong, and all her struggles seemed so weak and powerless… Hearing the noise outside, the only house with the light on suddenly went out, plunging the entire alley into complete darkness… The man dragged Wang Yulan back seven or eight meters, slammed open a door beside him, kicked it open, and then turned and pinned Wang Yulan to the ground.

Wang Yulan was terrified, feeling a soft, trembling sensation beneath her, as if she were lying on straw. The person on top of her released their hand from her mouth, and just as she was about to scream, she felt something cold and sharp pressed against her neck.

"Don't scream, or I'll stab you to death!"

a hoarse male voice sneered viciously, its accent unreadable. "Screaming won't do any good, no one here can hear you!"

Wang Yulan trembled as she said, "Please let me go, I have money in my pocket, take it all." A sliver of hope remained in her heart.

The man chuckled wickedly, "Of course I want the money, but first, let me relieve myself." As he spoke, his hands began to roughly grope Wang Yulan's body.

"No, please don't..." Wang Yulan panicked, pushing the man away with both hands, but he continued his actions, and her efforts were ineffective. The faint moonlight filtering through the wooden window illuminated him, outlining the silhouette of a disheveled man with messy hair and a scraggly beard.

The man's hand slipped inside Wang Yulan's clothes, into her bra, and roughly kneaded her breasts. "Wow, so big, so fucking soft," he leered, pinching her nipples hard with two fingers. "The police are cracking down hard; I haven't touched a woman in ages."

Wang Yulan was struggling desperately when she heard his words and suddenly snapped out of her daze. She quickly said, "Let me go right now! My husband's a cop; he'll never let you get away with this!"

The man paused for a moment, then burst into maniacal laughter. "Haha, I'm fucking lucky. I hate cops the most, and you've delivered yourself to my doorstep today. Humph, I'll have my fill today, and taste the flavor of a cop's wife!" He said, kneading her breasts harder.

Wang Yulan was both angry and anxious, turning her head back and forth on the straw, trying to avoid the man's unkempt, sour-smelling face. But the man still opened his mouth and captured her lips, licking them with his tongue. Wang Yulan could only make "mmm" sounds.

Wang Yulan struggled desperately, trying to shake the man off, but her efforts were futile and only intensified the friction between their bodies. The man felt the full, warm body beneath him rubbing against him, and his lust flared intensely.

He grabbed Wang Yulan's clothes, trying to pull them off her head, but she held on tightly. Enraged, the man picked up a knife and plunged it into the hem of her clothes, tearing it open with a "shh." He then pulled on the two sides of the tear, ripping the t-shirt in two with a "whoosh."

Wang Yulan was stunned, clutching her chest tightly, staring in horror at the knife in the man's hand.

In the dim moonlight, the man saw Wang Yulan's fair, delicate skin, his heart pounding, and his erection growing even stronger. He grabbed both of Wang Yulan's wrists, pulling her arms up, and with his other hand, he plunged the knife between the two cups of her bra, tearing it in two with a "snap." The man stuck the knife into the nearby haystack, then reached out and pulled down Wang Yulan's bra, revealing her two snow-white, full breasts in the moonlight.

Without the bra's support, her white breasts spread wide, completely exposed, her dark nipples erect and trembling helplessly. Sweat covered her breasts, which shimmered alluringly in the moonlight, rising and falling with her breath, awaiting cruel ravaging.

"My God!" Seeing this stunning scene, the man's mind went blank, and he was momentarily stunned. The touch had felt wonderful, but seeing it was even better. He swallowed hard, reached out and grabbed her left breast, kneading it roughly.

Wang Yulan was horrified as her clothes were torn open. The pain in her breast filled her with shame and hatred, and she involuntarily closed her eyes. Her snow-white body exposed to this vulgar man, being played with by him—she had never even imagined such a thing happening to her before.

Suddenly, the man released her hand, and the pain in her breast disappeared. Wang Yulan opened her eyes, only to see the man pulling down his pants and reaching for his disgusting member. Wang Yulan panicked, struggling to get up, but the man pushed her down.

Her skirt was lifted to her waist, and the man's hands tore at her underwear; her last line of defense completely collapsed. The man pressed heavily against her, panting. Wang Yulan felt his erect penis searching for the entrance to her vagina through her thick pubic hair. Wang Yulan felt her last hope shattered, and in despair, she could only cry and plead, "No...don't do this...please, don't do this..."

Seeing the voluptuous woman beneath him pleading so desperately, the man felt an immense excitement. He wanted to ravage her, to vent all the pent-up frustration of being chased by the police on her. His penis finally found the soft entrance. The man straightened up, pressed forward, and entered her amidst Wang Yulan's sobs.

"Ah..." they both cried out simultaneously. Wang Yulan felt the man's thick penis force open her labia, entering her vagina along with a few pubic hairs. A sharp pain shot through her; because of her dryness, the man's penis could no longer go further. Wang Yulan cried out, and before she could recover, the man suddenly thrust all the way in. "Ouch..." Wang Yulan screamed in pain.

The man coldly watched Wang Yulan's furrowed brows and tightly closed eyes, arching his buttocks and thrusting into her again. Tears glistened in Wang Yulan's eyes; she gasped for breath, groaning softly, her head turning to the side with each thrust.

Wang Yulan painfully endured the man's thrusts. His penis was thick and strong, like a bull's; her vagina was stretched full by this devil, tightly gripping it, allowing him to enter and exit at will. With each ravage of his penis, Wang Yulan's vagina gradually became wet, the resistance to his thrusts lessening, and a soft, wet sound emanating from within.

The man braced himself on the ground, thrusting his lower body with all his might, watching Wang Yulan sob in pain with each thrust, her large breasts bouncing up and down on her body, a sight of extreme beauty and wantonness. He couldn't resist pulling out his penis, lowering his head to take most of her left breast into his mouth, biting it with his teeth while rapidly licking the nipple with his tongue. This move was incredibly powerful, and Wang Yulan could hardly bear it. Her whole body trembled, and she pushed his head away with both hands.

The man was extremely excited, and he pounced on Wang Yulan again, gripping his penis and thrusting it forcefully into her vagina, pumping violently. His penis was hard and strong; each thrust to her cervix sent a tingling sensation through Wang Yulan. She closed her eyes in shame, resisting her body's response. The man lifted her buttocks, his fingers digging deep into her soft flesh, and thrust his penis even harder.

Perhaps the movements were too intense, for the man suddenly felt a surge of intense pleasure rising in his lower body. He quickly put Wang Yulan down, pressing her tightly against him, and began his final thrusts.

The man's breathing became heavy and rapid, and the speed of his thrusts increased dramatically. Wang Yulan knew that the man's climax was approaching. She felt a strange mix of grief, anger, and humiliation. She didn't know what to do, and could only turn her face away, letting the man thrust rapidly against her, tears streaming down her face once more.

Suddenly, the man pressed heavily on top of her, his body tense, a low growl escaping his throat. Wang Yulan felt the penis deep inside her uterus, throbbing and spurting out hot, sticky fluid—the man had ejaculated into her body.

"I've been raped! A thug has penetrated me and ejaculated inside me!" Wang Yulan thought in anguish, bursting into tears, her mind blank.

The man lay on top of Wang Yulan, panting for a while, then satisfiedly stroked her breasts, laughing, "That was fucking good! How was it? You enjoyed it too?" Wang Yulan just covered her face, sobbing sadly. "Alright, don't be so upset. This policeman's wife tastes really good." The man got off Wang Yulan, rummaged for her wallet, stuffed the money into his pocket, then opened the door and left. Wang Yulan sat

up, crying, letting the semen flow out of her vagina. She had an IUD inserted after giving birth, so she wouldn't get pregnant again—a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. Feeling the semen slowly flowing out, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

The pale moonlight shone through the wooden window into the woodshed, making Wang Yulan's naked body appear incredibly alluring. Her eyes were vacant, her face streaked with tears, and her hair was disheveled, mixed with a few strands of straw.

After sitting there for a long time, Wang Yulan forced herself to straighten her clothes and staggered towards her husband's police station… Reaching the station entrance, seeing the dim light inside, she only managed to call out "A-Yuan" before collapsing to the ground… Ever since that night Wang Yulan was raped, Zhang Dayuan had been searching for the damned criminal like a madman. Although he caught several, he couldn't confirm if it was the same guy.

Zhang Dayuan became depressed and ruthless, beating almost every criminal half to death. If it weren't for Xiao Zhao constantly watching over and stopping him, he might have been suspended for prisoner abuse long ago.

A year later, Xiao Zhao was transferred from the police station back to the bureau. Because of his relevant qualifications and knowledge, coupled with the support of his uncle, who was a deputy director, Xiao Zhao quickly climbed the ranks in the small city's public security bureau to the position of assistant director of the computer department. Although it wasn't the official position, the director was an elderly party member nearing retirement who wasn't familiar with the business; the position was merely a favor. In reality, Xiao Zhao basically had the final say in the department's work, and he became a favorite within the bureau.

A year later, Zhang Dayuan was also transferred back to the bureau. Since no one was constantly watching over and dissuading him after Xiao Zhao left, he severely beat several criminals, was reported to the bureau, and received several disciplinary actions. If it weren't for Xiao Zhao's intervention, he would likely have faced further punishment. As a result, the bureau didn't dare keep him at the grassroots level and transferred him back to a sinecure. Zhang Dayuan was doing work he disliked, harboring resentment and maintaining a strained relationship with the department. As

Zhang Dayuan was

leaving work that day, he saw Xiao Zhao heading upstairs when he saw him stepping out of the building. He called out, "Xiao Zhao, it's Saturday tomorrow, come over for dinner, I have something to do." Because of their time working together at the local police station, Xiao Zhao was now his closest friend in the bureau. Besides, only he and Xiao Zhao knew about Wang Yulan's rape that day; Xiao Zhao had kept his mouth shut, and the news hadn't spread. For someone as proud as Zhang Dayuan, this was a great relief, and he felt somewhat grateful to Xiao Zhao.

"Brother Zhang, what's up?" Xiao Zhao was delighted to hear he was being invited to dinner.

"Great news! Your sister-in-law wants to introduce you to some potential partners. Let's look at some pictures, you can choose."

"Really? Oh, thank you so much, sister-in-law. But I have to work tomorrow morning, how about tomorrow night?"

"Sure, tomorrow night it is. Make sure you come."

"I'll definitely be there. See you later." Xiao Zhao waved and watched Zhang Dayuan leave the office building.

Although Xiao Zhao and Zhang Dayuan had a decent relationship, Xiao Zhao didn't really like him. After they were transferred back to the municipal bureau, Zhang Dayuan invited him to his home for dinner a few times, and Xiao Zhao went each time, but actually, he was only there because of Wang Yulan.

As Xiao Zhao climbed the stairs, he recalled the events of that night.

1. When he and Zhang Dayuan carried Wang Yulan into the house, his hand instinctively covered her breast. The slightly hard nipple pressed against his palm, and the warm, soft, and elastic feeling was unforgettable. The distraught Wang Yulan was placed on a chair, her wrinkled skirt accidentally lifted, revealing her bare, plump thighs and buttocks, as well as some dark pubic hair between her legs, with faint white semen stains visible.

Seeing Wang Yulan in such a state, Xiao Zhao felt his breathing quicken, his blood surge, and his lower body suddenly harden. To hide his embarrassment, he quickly said to Zhang Dayuan, "Brother Zhang, I'll go call a car. You take your wife home." Then he ran out the door. Behind him came Zhang Dayuan's loud roar: "What's going on? Who is this?!"...

Finally, Xiao Zhao managed to hail a taxi. After it pulled up in front of the police station, he got out and, together with Zhang Dayuan, helped Wang Yulan into the car. He said to Zhang Dayuan, "Brother Zhang, you take your wife home. I'll wander around and see if I can find anyone suspicious." Zhang Dayuan gave him a grateful look, got into the car, and drove off.

Back in his office, Xiao Zhao's mind was still filled with the image of Wang Yulan after being raped. He felt himself getting hard again.

The chair Wang Yulan had just sat on was right in front of him. Suddenly, Xiao Zhao remembered something, picked up the desk lamp, and carefully searched the chair.

The lamp illuminated the chair brightly, revealing all the marks. Xiao Zhao suddenly became excited. Sure enough, he saw two curly hairs and a small wet patch.

Those were Wang Yulan's pubic hairs, and the wet patch was the residue of semen. Xiao Zhao cursed the criminal, "Damn dog, you shot so much, and it's still flowing here."

Looking at the hair and semen stains, Xiao Zhao imagined Wang Yulan being raped, and couldn't help but unzip his pants, grasping his hard, hot penis and rubbing it rapidly. Imagining the criminal comfortably ejaculating inside Wang Yulan, he couldn't hold back any longer. He suddenly released his grip, and a stream of white fluid spurted from his glans, hitting the back of the chair and then slowly flowing down. He felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure.

Xiao Zhao carefully picked up the two pubic hairs and hid them in the plastic bag he used to store evidence during the investigation. Later, those two pubic hairs of Wang Yulan became his favorite when masturbating; seeing them always excited him.

On Saturday, Xiao Zhao was busy all day. Under his organization, the unit's local area network was being improved step by step, and this achievement would be a powerful support for his future promotion.

Although Xiao Zhao was busy today, he kept thinking about dinner, or to put it bluntly, about Wang Yulan. He even spaced out a few times. After work, he went back to his dormitory, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and rushed to Zhang Dayuan's house.

Zhang Dayuan opened the door. Because of the hot weather, he was shirtless and wearing only shorts. Seeing Xiao Zhao, he warmly invited him in.

The table was already laden with a sumptuous meal, but Wang Yulan was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are you and Jiajia?" Xiao Zhao asked casually.

"Your wife is in the kitchen, and Jiajia went to your grandparents'. Let's eat first." As Zhang Dayuan spoke, Wang Yulan came out of the kitchen with a dish. Seeing Xiao Zhao, she was very welcoming. "Xiao Zhao's here? Quickly wash your hands and eat."

Wang Yulan took off her apron, and Xiao Zhao saw her attire clearly. Wang Yulan was wearing a black, tight-fitting t-shirt, which outlined the lines of her high, firm breasts in a way that was incredibly alluring. A pair of fair, rounded arms swayed in front of Xiao Zhao, making him daydream.

Everyone ate happily at the dinner table. Wang Yulan took out some photos for Xiao Zhao to choose from. He found a few quite nice and put them away, saying he'd take them home to look at them more closely. Wang Yulan kept pouring drinks for the two of them. Zhang Dayuan drank a lot, cursing some people and things in the bureau as he drank. Seeing this, Xiao Zhao said, "Brother Zhang, don't be depressed. If you want to change positions, I'll talk to my uncle and ask him to try to arrange something for you."

Hearing this, Zhang Dayuan was very happy. "What a good brother! Come on, drink!" He filled Xiao Zhao's and his own glasses, clinked glasses with Xiao Zhao's, and gulped it down. Xiao Zhao declined, saying he didn't drink much.

Zhang Dayuan quickly got drunk, burping and talking nonsense. Wang Yulan quickly helped him sit on the sofa. At this moment, a clap of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and then raindrops quickly began to fall, growing heavier and heavier, showing no sign of stopping. Xiao Zhao felt a surge of joy; finally, he had an excuse to stay a little longer.

Wang Yulan told Xiao Zhao to watch TV while she started tidying up. Zhang Dayuan fell asleep on the sofa without realizing it, so Xiao Zhao picked him up, carried him to the bedroom, put him down, closed the bedroom door, and went to the kitchen.

Wang Yulan was washing dishes in the kitchen. She knew Zhang Dayuan was drunk again and heard Xiao Zhao carrying him in, but she didn't hear him quietly approach the kitchen door.

Xiao Zhao greedily stared at Wang Yulan's back; her full, mature charm emanated from every part of her body, and her snow-white, rounded thighs shone alluringly from beneath her shorts.

Xiao Zhao forced himself to suppress the wicked thought of pouncing on her and gently walked behind Wang Yulan, saying, "Sister-in-law, let me help you."

The sudden voice behind her startled Wang Yulan. Turning around, she saw it was Xiao Zhao and smiled, saying, "No need, you go watch TV."

"Watching TV is not as good as watching you," Xiao Zhao whispered, moving closer to Wang Yulan.

Wang Yulan's heart skipped a beat. She watched in surprise as Xiao Zhao approached step by step. Before she could react, he had already pulled her into a tight embrace, his lips immediately pressing against hers. Only

when Xiao Zhao's tongue entered her mouth and began to suckle did Wang Yulan realize what was happening. She struggled to break free from his tight embrace, her lips uttering muffled "mmm..." sounds.

Xiao Zhao held the voluptuous body he had long dreamed of tightly, kneading it vigorously. The warm, elastic flesh made him forget everything around him. His mouth held Wang Yulan's soft, moist lips, his tongue licking her smooth, firm teeth and her hot, throbbing tongue, sucking her saliva, finding it incredibly sweet.

Wang Yulan finally broke free from Xiao Zhao's embrace, took a step back, panting, and stared blankly at him. "Xiao Zhao, what are you doing?!"

Xiao Zhao said excitedly, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it, I like you so much."

"But, but you can't do this..." Wang Yulan lowered her voice, afraid of waking Zhang Dayuan.

"Sister-in-law, I beg you, just let me kiss you. Just one kiss." Seeing that she didn't dare to speak loudly, Xiao Zhao felt his chance had come and pleaded desperately.

Wang Yulan hesitated. She knew Zhang Dayuan's current position in the bureau, and she also knew that Xiao Zhao was now a favorite in the bureau and could help Zhang Dayuan, so she absolutely couldn't offend him. But his request was obviously excessive, and she couldn't agree to it. What should she do?

Xiao Zhao saw Wang Yulan's hesitation and was secretly pleased. He intensified his pleading. Wang Yulan gritted her teeth, thinking, "It's just a kiss, it won't matter much." So she steeled herself and said to Xiao Zhao, "Okay, I promise you, but only this once."

Xiao Zhao was overjoyed and readily agreed, about to pounce on Wang Yulan and hug her. Wang Yulan stopped him, saying, "Not here." Then she glanced at the bedroom door and quietly went into the bathroom.

Xiao Zhao also glanced at the bedroom and tiptoed after her. ...As soon as Wang Yulan entered the bathroom, she stood shyly facing the sink, her head bowed, her heart pounding wildly.

Xiao Zhao followed, gently locking the door. He saw Wang Yulan with her back to him, arms crossed, her body trembling slightly, and he was mesmerized. In the mirror by the sink, he saw Wang Yulan and himself. Tormented by desire, he felt like a devil.

Xiao Zhao walked over and hugged Wang Yulan from behind. The moment his hand touched her, he felt her body tremble, as if she were shivering. Touching her soft, warm body, Xiao Zhao's desire immediately surged.

He turned Wang Yulan around; she still shyly lowered her head. Xiao Zhao reached out and pinched her chin, lifting her face. Wang Yulan glanced at him, then quickly lowered her eyes again. Seeing Wang Yulan's shy beauty, Xiao Zhao felt a surge of intoxication. He leaned in and kissed her slightly parted lips.

Xiao Zhao's lips felt a special softness and warmth, and his tongue involuntarily wanted to explore Wang Yulan's mouth. Wang Yulan's teeth weren't fully open; this coy resistance only fueled his desire. His tongue pushed even harder, while his hands tightly embraced her body, caressing her up and down. Wang Yulan couldn't resist any longer and finally opened her teeth, accepting his insatiable tongue.

As soon as her jaw opened, Xiao Zhao's tongue, like a venomous snake, darted in, swirling and churning, chasing after hers. Wang Yulan felt herself being swallowed whole by his sucking and licking, a strange excitement welling up from the depths of her heart.

They embraced tightly, caressing each other, their desires burning intensely. Xiao Zhao's hands roamed over Wang Yulan's voluptuous body, kneading and rubbing vigorously, having long forgotten his promise to only kiss her. After kissing

for a while, Xiao Zhao couldn't resist any longer. He placed his hands on Wang Yulan's waist, groping for the hem of her blouse, and slipped them inside to caress her. Wang Yulan's smooth, warm skin was soft and elastic. Xiao Zhao gradually moved upwards, kneading until he touched her bra. Wang Yulan snorted, pushing away Xiao Zhao by placing her hands on his wrists, mumbling, "Don't...you said it was just...just a kiss..." But her resistance was weak, and Xiao Zhao, without hesitation, slipped his hands inside her bra, roughly kneading and grabbing her breasts. Touching the breasts he had longed for, the warm, soft texture made Xiao Zhao's heart pound in his chest.

"My God, so full, so smooth," Xiao Zhao couldn't help but exclaim sincerely.

While vigorously kneading and stimulating Wang Yulan's nipples with his fingers, Xiao Zhao watched her expression. Under Xiao Zhao's kneading, Wang Yulan's eyes were half-closed in a daze, a flush of excitement rising on her face. With each rough pinch of her nipples, unconscious moans escaped her nose.

Seeing Wang Yulan's seductive state, Xiao Zhao felt himself being consumed by desire. He abruptly flipped Wang Yulan over, making her face down on the sink. One hand groped her buttocks, roughly pulling down her shorts while simultaneously unzipping his own pants and pulling out his already erect penis. Wang Yulan lay there obediently, her full buttocks exposed to the man behind her, letting out soft moans.

Her shorts and underwear were pulled down, revealing her snow-white buttocks, the thick pubic hair between her legs faintly visible, her plump labia peeking out from beneath the hair. Seeing the voluptuous woman's naked body before him, at his mercy, Xiao Zhao's mind went blank. He gripped his penis and thrust it into Wang Yulan's vagina.

Perhaps too hasty, Xiao Zhao couldn't find the entrance after several attempts. In desperation, he grabbed Wang Yulan's buttocks and spread them apart, trying to open her vagina as wide as possible. The rough movements caused Wang Yulan to cry out in pain. Xiao Zhao didn't care about anything else; he finally found the entrance, his glans, mixed with a few of her pubic hairs, inserted inside.

"Ah...it's in..." Wang Yulan groaned as she was suddenly penetrated.

"So tight, so warm...sister-in-law, you're so good." Xiao Zhao pressed her buttocks and thrust in and out violently.

"Oh...be gentle...you're so hard..." Wang Yulan groaned weakly.

As he thrust, Xiao Zhao lifted Wang Yulan's upper body, pulled her black tight-fitting t-shirt off her head, and threw it aside. In the mirror, Wang Yulan's full, snow-white breasts rose and fell with his thrusts under her maroon bra, and Xiao Zhao's mouth almost watered.

He eagerly pulled at Wang Yulan's bra, finally unhooking it, and he saw a pair of exquisite breasts.

Two round, full mounds of white flesh appeared even higher due to the forward-leaning posture, and two dark red nipples, like peanuts, stood erect excitedly, trembling shyly exposed before the man's eyes, swaying back and forth with each thrust.

Unable to resist such temptation, Xiao Zhao's hands reached under Wang Yulan's armpits and roughly kneaded her breasts, while his penis relentlessly thrust into her vagina.

Wang Yulan, naked and voluptuous, lay on the platform being vigorously ravaged by the young man behind her. Seeing herself in the mirror, she lowered her head in embarrassment. Seeing her alluring, shy demeanor, Xiao Zhao felt even more aroused and intoxicated, his thrusts becoming even faster, causing Wang Yulan to moan.

"Ah...it's...too deep...oh..."

"Want more...hmm?" Xiao Zhao thrust again with renewed force.

"Yes...I want..." Wang Yulan was so stimulated she could barely speak.

Xiao Zhao pulled out his penis, turned Wang Yulan's body so she was facing him, and made her half-reclined against the sink, one leg propped up on the faucet, the other dangling off the sink. He grabbed his penis and thrust it back in.

"Mmm..." Wang Yulan groaned, frowning, and gripped the towel rack on the wall with both hands. Xiao Zhao held her waist with one hand and stroked her smooth thigh with the other, panting as he thrust in and out. Wang Yulan had already released a lot of vaginal fluid, making her vagina slippery and sticky, making a sizzling sound with Xiao Zhao's penis going in and out, which excited him greatly.

"Sister-in-law...you're so wet...can you hear me?...I'm making you feel so good...?" Xiao Zhao said shamelessly, stimulating Wang Yulan.

"Don't say that...you're so annoying...ah..."

Wang Yulan's shyness made Xiao Zhao's blood boil, and he thrust even more vigorously. Her breasts swayed up and down with his movements, and he was mesmerized, reaching out to grab and knead one while the other continued to bounce.

After a while, Xiao Zhao felt a tingling sensation in his tailbone, knowing he was about to reach his limit, so he sped up and began to move more vigorously. Seeing this, Wang Yulan knew he was close to climaxing, so she hooked her legs around Xiao Zhao's waist, clamping his penis between her legs and twisting in rhythm.

With her grip, Xiao Zhao's penis could no longer move in or out, remaining deeply inserted into Wang Yulan's vagina, rubbing against her labia and clitoris, the glans churning inside her uterus. The intense pleasure made him lose control, and he suddenly grabbed Wang Yulan's shoulders.

"Sister-in-law... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum..."

"Come on... cum... cum inside me..."

"Ah..." Xiao Zhao gritted his teeth and let out a muffled roar, his penis throbbing as he ejaculated hot semen into Wang Yulan's body.

As he ejaculated, he watched Wang Yulan's expression as she received his drenching. Wang Yulan frowned, her eyes closed, her mouth half-open, letting out a groan with each ejaculation. Seeing her alluring expression as she received his semen, Xiao Zhao excitedly ejaculated about ten times before stopping in pleasure. He lay weakly on Wang Yulan's body, panting heavily, his hands still restlessly kneading her breasts.

Wang Yulan opened her eyes after regulating her breathing and pushed Xiao Zhao off her. "Had enough? Aren't you getting up?"

Xiao Zhao reluctantly lifted himself, withdrawing his now-softened penis from Wang Yulan's vagina, his fingers still greedily kneading her nipples. "Sister-in-law, you're amazing, I almost died of pleasure." Her breasts, still trembling and slightly red from the afterglow of passion, remained moist.

Wang Yulan got up, wiped away the white fluid flowing from her vagina with toilet paper, and began to put on her clothes, piece by piece. Xiao Zhao zipped up his pants, watching her seductive manner as she dressed, and almost got hard again.

Wang Yulan combed her hair in front of the mirror, while Xiao Zhao watched silently from behind. Suddenly, neither of them spoke; they had both done something they shouldn't have.

Xiao Zhao left the bathroom, sat in the living room, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently. Wang Yulan finished dressing and came out, sitting down opposite him. Zhang Dayuan's snoring could be clearly heard from the bedroom.

"Sister-in-law… I'm sorry…" Xiao Zhao hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter these words.

"It's alright…" Wang Yulan quickly replied.

"Then… I'm leaving." Xiao Zhao stubbed out his cigarette and stood up.

"Okay, take care." Wang Yulan also stood up and saw him to the door.

The rain had stopped. The streets were wet, the streetlights reflecting off the road, a car driving by, its headlights flickering and fragmented. Xiao Zhao looked up at the building he had just left; light still shone from Wang Yulan's room.

"Why?" he asked himself. "Why did I suddenly turn into a devil?"

Wang Yulan sat blankly in the living room, recalling the dreamlike scene from just now, her heart filled with mixed emotions…

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