The Gang of Fame

“I just… knew you… you slutty Ling Qiao’er… liked men… to fuck your ass… um… how is it… my big cock… fucking you… is it… good…? stinky ass… is it good…? Ah…”
Shan Jie followed her in and closed the door behind him.
Xiao Ai glared at Shan Jie and said to the girl, “You’re just a nobody, don’t ask any more questions, just go.” She sent the girl away and stood by the door, saying to Shan Jie, “Are you done talking? If you’re done, go ahead, I’m tired and want to rest.”
This was in a simple, unassuming room in Tiexi District, Shenyang City. The time was 2:50 PM. Shan Jie was having passionate sex with a female dancer named Xiao Ai from the Prince Disco on his large Simmons bed.
(It seems that the moment Shan Jie first saw Xiao Ai, he was captivated. After that, his frequent visits to the Prince Disco were almost entirely for the purpose of seducing her.
Xiao Ai hadn't worked at Prince for long, but she had become a striking figure there. Not only was she a great dancer, but she was also quite beautiful. Besides her stunning looks, she was also very attractive, with a charming and alluring presence. She was the kind of person who would steal his attention and charm.) For Danbi, it would be a real shame to fail to seduce such a great girl, given his reputation as a "playboy." In his eyes, with his 1.85-meter height, muscular physique, dashing face, and outstanding musical talent, no woman could resist his charm. He had proven this countless times.
So, through a friend who worked as a DJ at the Prince Disco, he learned about Xiao Ai. He discovered she was from Harbin, a dance school graduate, 21 years old, and had been out in the world alone for three years.
He also found out that Xiao Ai was quite... She's a slut; she's had enough men to fill a platoon or even a squad. To put it bluntly, she's a whore.
But Shan Jie doesn't care. He just wants to play with some new women. Whether she's a virtuous woman or a wanton slut doesn't matter; as long as she can satisfy his craving for sex.
He got his hands on her again, and within days, he'd had her.
Shan Jie doesn't like dragging things out with women; he hates hesitation and prefers a clean, decisive approach. When the opportunity arises, he gets straight to the point, taking her down firmly, focusing on "one middle, two fundamental points," showing absolutely no mercy.
"Northeastern men want to have fun no matter what they do, even fucking and digging holes. If there's a chance, they'll fuck; if there isn't, they'll create one." This is what Shan Jie often says to his buddies; it's almost become his motto.
To subdue Xiao Ai, Shan Jie still used his sure-fire trump card.
Shan Jie didn't smoke or take drugs today; he just sat there, drinking and waiting. Several heavily made-up prostitutes came up to him, but he refused them all.
His target was clear: Xiao Ai.
Watching her lead dance, Shan Jie used his professional lecherous eyes to repeatedly scan everything about her that might attract him. Those short, trembling breasts, those two round, plump buttocks, those long, slender, and strong thighs—all of them made him lose his mind.
He waited quietly until Xiao Ai finished her break; it was time to make his move.
Deng Ke, smoking a cigarette, said to him, "Shan Jie, isn't it about time?"
"It's time," Shan Jie said, handing over the remaining ash. He then proceeded to finish the task. "Okay, I'll wait," Deng Ke said with a smile. "But you'd better be careful, I can't help you if something goes wrong." Shan Jie's
DJ friend had told him that Xiao Ai and the Prince's music director were getting along quite well, so she received the best treatment among the lead dancers, having her own private lounge.
"Oh ho, isn't this...?" he exclaimed. Deng Ke was the oldest in the band, and after being scolded by the senior member, Zhao Jiong didn't dare to retaliate. He could only vent his anger on his drink, raising his glass and striking the center of the table.
"I'm looking for Xiao Ai," Shan Jie nodded to the girl.
The girl smiled, "Looking for Xiao Ai? She's taking off her makeup!" After a pause, she said flirtatiously, "Are you planning a rave party?"
Shan Jie glanced at her and said, "Yeah, what's up?"
The girl looked up and said, "I have a friend who wants to join in the fun."
“Okay, I’ll give you a ticket when the time comes. But let me tell you, there are a lot of wolves there, so be prepared,” Shan Jie said.
The girl gave him a disapproving look, then laughed heartily, “Don’t worry, my ticket is valid. I’m not going to use it, so that’s settled. See you later.” Shan Jie didn’t want to waste any more time with her; he hadn’t finished his business yet.
The girl nodded knowingly, a mysterious smirk on her face, “Then I won’t bother you anymore, I’ll just leave.” Shan Jie guessed she had figured something out, but he wasn’t worried. The girl was intelligent, and he’d had a fling with Zhao Jiong, one of his band members, so they were acquaintances.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!” Shan Jie knocked on the door without hesitation.
“Who is it?” Xiao Ai’s voice came from inside.
"Amy, open the door, I need to talk to you," Shan Jie said.
A moment later, the door opened, and Xiao Ai peeked out, glancing at him before asking, "Did you come to see me?"
Shan Jie nodded, flashing what he considered a charming smile, and said easily, "Yes, I came to see you."
Xiao Ai looked at him and said, "I don't know you. What do you want?"
Shan Jie's gaze, wild and intense, fixed on her as he said, "My name is Shan Jie, and I'm the lead singer of the 'Bayonet' band."
"Oh, you're so cool!" Shan Jie stared into her eyes and said in an incredibly clear voice, "I'm saying, from now on, I want you to be my woman!" Shan Jie
stared intently at Xiao Ai's ample bosom and said, "Can I come inside to talk?"
Xiao Ai thought for a moment and agreed, "Come in." She then turned and walked back into the room.
(II)
Xiao Ai's rest room wasn't big. The walls were covered with posters of European, American, Japanese, Korean, Hong Kong, and Taiwanese celebrities. There was a single bed, a dressing table, two sofas, a simple wardrobe, a tea set, and a JVC sound system with a speaker stand. The sound system was currently playing some kind of canned electronic music from a Korean group called "Hot," whose members were all neither men nor women.
Shan Jie got annoyed as soon as he heard the music. He walked over and turned off the sound system.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiao Ai looked at him, displeased.
"I said, is this all you've got? Can't you listen to something else?" Shan Jie said with a smile, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
She found Shan Jie quite agreeable.
Xiao Ai sat down at the vanity, arms crossed, her face stern. "What do you want? If you have something to say, say it. If not, leave. I'm tired!"
Shan Jie, maintaining his composure, said calmly, "Listen to this." With that, he pulled a bottle from his leather jacket pocket, put it in the stereo, and pressed play. Instantly, a deafening guitar roar filled the small room.
This is undoubtedly a heavy metal song, a song with a strong, resonant, and powerful vocal style. The lyrics, "I'm over thirty and still don't have a home. I wander the streets all day, and when I see a girl, I want to make her moan and groan, but they just say one thing and I'm speechless: 'Do you have money?'... They say, 'Man, do you have money?'... ...I don't have money,
but
I have a strong body; I don't have money, but I have nimble legs; I don't have money, but I have a clever mind; I don't have money, but I have the courage of the heavens...
"
"How's this song?" Shan Jie sat down on the sofa and asked Xiao Ai.
“Never heard of it.” Xiao Ai looked impatient. “What do you want? Just say it.”
Shan Jie remained unhurried, lighting a cigarette and swaying his body to the music.
“Of course you haven’t heard of it. It’s a new song our band wrote, called ‘Even Without Money, You’re Still a Man,’ heavy metal.”
How many times? A hundred times? Two hundred times? Shan Jie couldn’t remember. He knew he had already tamed the woman beneath him. He put her legs on his shoulders, kneading her swaying breasts with both hands, thrusting his penis with all his might, pounding and pounding, sending the girl to the peak of ecstasy time and time again.
“Hey, what the hell is wrong with you? I don’t want to hear your nonsense!” Xiao Ai raised her voice, shouting loudly. Of course, when her voice was softer, Shan Jie couldn’t hear her.
"Hey sis, don't you think our band's drummer's work is a bit rough?" Shan Jie ignored Xiao Ai's unfriendly attitude, thinking: You brat, just wait and see how I deal with you.
Xiao Ai was genuinely getting angry. She had actually noticed Shan Jie a while ago; the DJ from Prince had mentioned him to her. Xiao Ai knew that this tall, imposing, and manly man often came to the show. She was the lead dancer on stage, surrounded by hundreds of eyes, yet she could still feel the intense, lustful gazes he was giving her.
She guessed he was sexually interested in her. In public, she was always open; if a man caught her eye, sleeping with him was a natural progression for her.
However, the proud and arrogant Xiao Ai was not naive in her interactions with men. She was very confident in her appearance and believed that she could easily impress men, and she liked it when men begged her. When
Shan Jie came to see her today, she guessed he couldn't hold back anymore. She thought: "Don't be fooled by those seemingly charming women; they're just like that. They're not as good as you think. They're just like that." So she waited for Shan Jie to beg her, waiting for him to reveal his lustful nature, so she could finally put on airs.
The moment Xiao Ai stepped onto the stage, she instantly became the center of attention. As she swayed her long hair, wiggled her slender waist and rounded hips to the energetic dance music, almost everyone's emotions were stirred. People shouted and yelled, like a mob of clowns jumping around. For a moment, their ears were filled with the cacophony of industrial dance music, their eyes gleamed with dazzling lights, and their noses filled with the stench of sweat and cigarette smoke—everything went wild.
But then that bastard came in, even more composed than her, looking completely at ease, and incredibly rude—a total scoundrel from head to toe.
This made Xiao Ai furious. "Fire,"
she said, striking a discriminatory pose. "You worry about your band. Whether the drummer's work is good or bad is none of my business."
Shan Jie looked somewhat disappointed. "Sigh, I thought you were very sensitive to music, but it turns out that's not the case! Maybe you can only listen to that garbage stuff that rips off young boys and girls."
Xiao Ai was furious. Her eyebrows shot up like an enraged cat. "Don't think you're the only one who understands music. You think you're the only one who knows anything about it? You're just a nobody! You're just a nobody! You're just a nobody!" she said. "You're just a nobody!" she continued. "Oh ho, you even know those two guys? Not bad. Come on, tell me, who else do you know?" Shan Jie casually crossed his legs and said leisurely.
Xiao Ai turned her face away, annoyed and ignoring him. She had already forgotten to ask what he wanted.
Shan Jie's eyes roamed over the girl, thinking: This girl has a big ass, it's best to do her from behind. Her breasts are also quite big, a little nipple play would be great.
"What? Getting angry, ignoring your brother?" He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and said with a smile.
"Don't get cocky, whose brother are you? Shameless!" Xiao Ai cursed, turning down the volume of the stereo. "It's so noisy, I can't even hear what they're singing."
Shan Jie looked up at her and said, "You just said you know quite a few guys, you're quite the charmer." Xiao Ai snorted and said, "Anyway, they're all more famous than you."
"Really? You can't judge a book by its cover; you have to look to the future." Shan Jie said with an air of self-satisfaction.
Xiao Ai found herself quite enjoying his smug face, but of course, she was currently in an awkward position and wouldn't show any sign of discouragement. "So what? Give me a break! Look at the Zero Point Band, aren't they all much more famous than you? Even Ke'er's family isn't as boastful as you. Humph, you're far inferior."
Shan Jie said with a wicked grin, "Have you slept with those guys from Zero Point?"
Xiao Ai coldly replied, "What does it matter to you if I've slept with them?"
Shan Jie said in a roguish tone, "I bet they either made you feel good, or they made you happy, otherwise why would you be so eager to cheer them on?"
"How can you be so roguish? Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"
"What am I afraid of if I'm a thug? Besides, don't girls these days love thugs?" Shan Jie stood up from the large sofa, turned up the volume of the stereo, and said while listening, "I'm just a thug guitarist."
Xiao Ai asked irritably, "What's up?"
The girl said, "Lao Si and the others said they're going out to dinner tonight, and they asked me to ask you if you're going."
Xiao Ai shook her head and said, "I'm pretty annoyed, so I'm not going today. You can tell Lao Si and the others."
"Yes, she's going out to dinner with me today," Shan Jie called out from inside the room.
The girl glanced at Shan Jie curiously and asked Xiao Ai, "Who is this person?"
Ignoring her attempt to get rid of him, Shan Jie closed the door behind him before leaving and said to Xiao Ai at close range, "Wait, I haven't finished talking about my business yet!"
Xiao Ai wanted to create some distance between them, but she hesitated and didn't. She simply looked to the other side of the room and said indifferently, "You're really something else. Go ahead and tell me, then leave."
Shan Jie moved a little closer and said, "I want to be your accomplice."
Xiao Ai sneered and said, "I'm not good enough for you."
"Little sister, are you really that sensitive? You get angry just because I joked with you? Don't act like those country bumpkins. So, like I said, let's be friends?" Shan Jie brought his face close to Xiao Ai's, smelling her hair, and said frivolously.
That day, he sat in the Prince Disco for more than two hours, drank three bottles of Heineken, and watched Xiao Ai lead the dance for the first time, thinking about how to achieve his goal.
Xiao Ai could sense the strong masculine aura emanating from the other man; his tall, muscular physique made her somewhat infatuated. "Make friends? Make what kind of friends?" She was surprised even as she uttered the question. How could he have become so agitated?
The burly man and the young man, who had been beaten earlier, scrambled to their feet, rushed forward, and grabbed Shan Jie tightly. The three of them wrestled and tore at each other, kicking and shoving, unable to break free. At this time, more and more people gathered around, most of them from the large disco standing by watching the spectacle, but no one intervened.
Dan Jie chuckled, then suddenly licked Xiao Ai's ear with the tip of his tongue. "Looking for a partner to sleep with."
Xiao Ai trembled at his sudden attack, took two steps back, and said, "I knew you weren't up to any good. Let me tell you, I have a boyfriend, so forget it."
Dan Jie laughed and said, "Boyfriends are easy to change, aren't they? I don't care about that."
Xiao Ai glanced at him and said, "He's a Sanda fighter, aren't you afraid?"
Xiao Ai slapped his hand away, and said with a "righteous" look, "Behave yourself, or I'll call for help!"
Dan Jie held up the hand that had touched Xiao Ai's buttocks to his nose and smelled it, saying, "Smells good, really smells good. You can't touch a tiger's butt, but you might as well touch Mei'er's butt."
He said my butt smells good, this scoundrel. Thinking this to herself, but not admitting defeat aloud, she stubbornly said, "Get out of here right now, or I'll call my boyfriend and have him slap you across the face."
Shan Jie's lecherous eyes now gleamed with a vicious light. He moved closer to Xiao Ai, saying, "Little sister, I've heard that men usually beg you, but today I'm making an exception and waiving this rule."
Xiao Ai retreated step by step, feigning fear, saying, "What do you want? Get away! I really will call my boyfriend!"
"Go ahead and call him? I'm waiting." Shan Jie pointed at Xiao Ai
's phone, which she was holding in her makeup bag. He saw through her act, and Xiao Ai trembled with anger. She glared at Shan Jie fiercely, gritting her teeth, "You don't believe me? Fine, I'll call him and see. You better not regret it." Saying this, she picked up the phone and dialed a number. But heaven knows what numbers she randomly dialed.
Dan Jie knew the time had come. He didn't want Xiao Ai to actually make any phone calls. Now, for him, there was no need for further words. He just needed to "strike when the iron is hot," and everything would be settled.
In that instant, both parties were somewhat overwhelmed by the stimulation. Xiao Ai panicked and let out a scream before it was cut off. Her body went limp as Dan Jie held her, and her body seemed to disappear into thin air. As Dan Jie embraced Xiao Ai's full, sexy, and fiery body, the burning desire he had suppressed all night immediately surged forth, and his large penis began to rise again.
"Mmm...mmm...uh...uh..." The two of them held each other tightly, their lips pressed together in a passionate kiss. For a moment, only the heavy breathing from their noses could be heard. Dan Jie's tongue, like a nimble drill, deftly pried open Xiao Ai's teeth, sliding into her mouth and stirring wildly; his hands roamed up and down, passionately caressing and kneading Xiao Ai's breasts, waist, buttocks, and thighs.
Xiao Ai blushed, feeling her heart pounding. Undeniably, the man before her gave her a wild stimulation she hadn't experienced in her youth.
Xiao Ai wasn't inexperienced; she'd been with many men, but Dan Jie's rough caresses were something she'd never felt with other men. Just that one kiss and touch ignited a fire within her, stimulating her from the inside out, making her intoxicated and unable to control herself. "Ah...uh...mmm..." she moaned, immediately abandoning her previous reserve, her arms snaking around Dan Jie's neck like snakes, her sexy, alluring body pressing tightly against his chest, rubbing and twisting intensely, expressing her inner thirst.
"Do you want it? Tell me if you want it..." Shan Jie kissed Xiao Ai's cheeks and neck roughly, forcefully squeezing one of her large, firm breasts, and asked.
"Yes... I want it, I want it... Give it to me... Please... Ah... Oh..." Xiao Ai gasped, frantically grabbing Shan Jie's penis and tearing at it.
Shan Jie suddenly bit down on Xiao Ai's neck, this bestial bite making Xiao Ai feel both pain and pleasure. She cried out "Ah..." and reached one hand to Shan Jie's crotch, gripping his groin tightly.
"Little Qiao'er is so slutty!" Shan Jie's hands dropped, supporting Xiao Ai's large buttocks and lifting her up. Xiao Ai wrapped her legs around his waist, as if sitting on his hands.
Placing the hot girl on the dressing table, Shan Jie grabbed the hem of her leather vest and lifted it up, revealing her pair of high, firm, snow-white breasts. He knew that many backup dancers didn't like to wear bras on stage, and it seemed that Xiao Ai was the same. He grasped one breast in each hand, kneading and caressing them roughly. He buried his face in Xiao Ai's neck and shoulders, kissing her, murmuring, "Do I still need to beg you...do I need to beg you...say it..."
Xiao Ai no longer cared about Shan Jie begging her; she only wanted him to fuck her. Her breasts were already aroused by his ministrations, her nipples engorged and hard. She felt waves of heat and wetness in her lower body, knowing she was definitely wet.
Just then, a knock came at the door. Xiao Ai opened it, and a girl in her early twenties stood outside, loudly saying, "Xiao Ai, you're really noisy, Zhang'er." Her eyes swept around the room, then she said, "What, do you have a buddy here, Zhang'er?"
"No...it's not you begging me...it's me begging you...Brother Shan...give me...ah...fuck me...I can't take it anymore..." Xiao Ai pleaded incoherently, her hands frantically unbuckling Shan Jie's belt and pulling down his jeans.
Dan Jie was already burning with desire. He felt he should focus on the main point first; those fancy tricks were pointless. Now that he'd grasped the two fundamentals, the next step was naturally to aim for the middle!
At this moment, Xiao Ai had already pulled down Dan Jie's pants and underwear, revealing his enormous penis, which, besides music, was the second greatest source of pride in his life, proudly erect and unobstructed. To be honest, Xiao Ai had never seen anything so big before. Filled with surprise, she grabbed the large member and quickly stroked it.
Dan Jie lifted Xiao Ai's leather miniskirt up to her waist with a forceful pull, revealing her triangle... (The text abruptly shifts to a seemingly unrelated anecdote about a woman's skirt and her cleavage.) I have no money, but I have a strong body; I have no money, but I have nimble legs; I have no money, but I have a clever mind; I have no money, but I have immense courage.
Her hands braced behind her back, her legs raised high, spread wide like a whore's, her large, perky breasts exposed to the air, trembling violently with each of Shan Jie's fierce thrusts. Her hair hung loose, her moans rising and falling, her eyes greedily fixed on Shan Jie's large penis thrusting in and out of her little cunt.
"Then hurry up and get in the car?" "Shan Jie roared.
His penis head pressed against Xiao Ai's buttocks, rubbing against her. A gush of vaginal fluid shot out, and with a 'plop,' his entire penis was fully inserted.
'Oh…' Xiao Ai's mouth opened wide, letting out a long, pleasurable cry, her legs tightly gripping Shan Jie's waist.
Shan Jie thrust his penis forward, and Xiao Ai felt the instrument reach her cervix. Her body arched forward, and she let out another scream. Shan Jie's hands gripped Xiao Ai's slender waist, thrusting seven or eight times in succession, making the girl gasp for breath. He lowered his head, and she quickly leaned in for a kiss."
Xiao Ai's door was tightly closed, and a series of strong musical beats emanated from Lang Lingqing.
Shan Jie scrutinized Xiao Ai's face, which was flushed with desire, her eyes gleaming with thirst, and her mouth wide open, exhaling hot, fragrant breath.
Dan Jie dodged Xiao Ai's kissing lips. He inhaled the hot scent of her breath, licked her chin with his tongue, and asked with a captivating light in his eyes, "Is it comfortable?"
Xiao Ai, initially disappointed by the failed kiss, quickly lost her composure with a powerful thrust of Dan Jie's penis. She breathed heavily, her eyes glazed as she stared at the man's face: "Ah... comfortable... comfortable... Brother Dan... give me more... come on (harder... ah... okay..."
Dan Jie slapped Xiao Ai's incredibly elastic, snow-white buttocks hard, a smile appearing on his lips: "What a little slut." He reached out and suddenly turned the volume of the stereo next to the dressing table to maximum. Instantly, the entire room was filled with deafening heavy metal music. "Do you have money?...
They say, 'Man, do you have money?...'
"
“Ah…ah…darling…harder…harder…oh…ah…fuck me…ah ah…fuck me to death…oh…I…I love your…big cock to death…ah ah ah…good man…my…asshole wants…to be fucked…fucked to death…ah…ah…ah…”
…
Amidst Shan Jie’s almost hysterical screams, he suddenly kissed Xiao Ai’s lips, greedily sucking on her outstretched tongue. At the same time, his hands spread Xiao Ai’s two round buttocks apart, and his right index finger inserted into the girl’s tight anus.
"Mmm...mmm..." Xiao Ai's sexy buttocks tensed up instantly, her sharp fingers digging deeply into Shan Jie's body.
Xiao Ai said, "Okay, I'll go right now. Tell that bastard Shan Jie not to leave, I need to talk to him."
Shan Jie kissed Xiao Ai fiercely until they were both almost out of breath before separating. He stared at Xiao Ai's face and shouted, "Want to scream? Then scream it out!" His movements (almost frenzied, violently pounding against Xiao Ai's lower body, his penis thrusting repeatedly, each time with force and intensity) were like a raging torrent, his penis pounding against her lower body. He was ... "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Xiao Ai screamed wildly, her legs wide open.
With each powerful thrust of the penis, more and more of Xiao Ai's vaginal fluid flowed out, trickling down her buttocks onto the dressing table. She gasped and screamed, feeling her climax slowly approaching.
"Ah...ah...fuck me...fuck me harder...fuck me...ah...oh...I'm almost...coming...ah...ah..." Xiao Ai rubbed her breasts with one hand, screaming like a madwoman.
Dan Jie held the girl's legs high, his penis like a spring, thrusting in and out rapidly. He loved seeing the woman's ecstatic expression beneath him, it gave him immense pleasure. Hearing her screams and his own singing from the stereo, he was about to ejaculate.
"Slap...slap...slap..." His balls slapped the girl's buttocks rapidly, the rhythmic sound sounding to him no less than the beat of a well-trained drummer.
"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...it's coming...ah...ah...God...oh...oh...I'm done...ah...ah...ah..." Xiao Ai's screams, choked with sobs, showed that she had reached another climax. Suddenly, her vagina contracted violently, her eyes rolled back, and her body convulsed. Dan Jie, too, was reaching his climax. His large penis, stimulated by Xiao Ai's wetness, immediately lost control. He roared, grabbed Xiao Ai's waist, and slammed his hips hard against her buttocks, his penis head deeply penetrating her vagina, releasing all his "essence."
"Ah...ah...oh...oh..." Xiao Ai was so overwhelmed by Shan Jie's final frenzy that she lost control. Her body arched upwards in a bow shape, screaming, her hands grabbing and sweeping wildly, knocking makeup and other items to the ground.
"...
I may not have money, but I have a strong body; I may not have money, but I have nimble legs; I may not have money, but I have a clever mind; I may not have money, but I have immense courage." The
music
continued, but the frenzied struggle between the two came to a temporary halt.
Shan Jie pulled his penis out of Xiao Ai's vagina, embracing her limp body as they collapsed onto the small single bed. Both were drenched in sweat, panting heavily.
Looking at the disheveled Xiao Ai, Shan Jie felt a surge of triumph. Although this girl was no longer a virgin, her body still satisfied him. "This
girl's got some flavor," he thought. And he did one thing: he turned off the stereo.
The room was soon filled with their heavy breathing, clearly audible. Xiao Ai seemed a little unaccustomed to it; she looked up at Shan Jie, "You're a freak," she said lazily.
"What did you say?" Xiao Ai didn't hear him clearly and pressed for an answer.
(III)
Shan Jie said to her, "Why don't you try it? It's not bad."
Many people know that Shan Jie isn't a Casanova, but he's definitely a womanizer. His life is never complete without music and women. The former is his ambition, while the latter is the driving force behind his pursuit of that ambition.
And this driving force must be constantly refreshed, bringing him new stimulation and inspiration.
Of course, Shan Jie's words were just polite; to put it bluntly, he was a typical womanizer.
Deng Ke often said to him, "You'll die on a woman's belly one day. I've never seen anyone as good at being a womanizer as you."
Shan Jie's usual reply was, "You're just jealous, aren't you? If you're not talented, don't be envious of others."
Sometimes, Deng Ke would also advise him, "I'm telling you, you're always falling in love with one woman after another." "You love one, then dump the next; aren't you afraid of running into a difficult one, clinging on and unable to get rid of her?" Upon hearing this, Shan Jie would always reveal a smug smile: "Ning Shen, your brother has been in this mortal world for many years, and I've never encountered anything like this! Women are such a weapon." "That's true, but in this world, nothing is absolute.
Take Xiao Ai, for example..." After Shan Jie slept with her and told her he wanted her to be his woman, she seemed to really put in some effort. It's said she decisively cut ties with many of her former "connections," focusing all her attention on Shan Jie. She wasn't particularly fond of other types of relationships, but rather of relationships that involved dating, dating, or dating with a man who was always eager to please. Girls often crave romance; they all desire a boyfriend who is gentle, understanding, and attentive. Xiao Ai was no exception. She asked Shan Jie to pick her up from work at the Prince Hotel every day, to have late-night snacks with her, and to go shopping with her.
Shan Jie, in the heat of the moment, complied (but after a few days, he got a little annoyed; he wasn't the type to be subservient to a woman).
As the lead singer and key songwriter of the "Bayonet" band, he had to attend three rehearsals every week and perform at bars in the evenings. He didn't want to waste his remaining free time on a woman. As the saying goes, "There are countless beautiful flowers in the sky, why be hung up on just one?" He, Single-Minded King, didn't want to be that kind of sucker.
That day, Xiao Ai tried to contact him, but he didn't call back. After she called repeatedly, he simply turned off his phone, too lazy to answer.
Xiao Ai was fed up. She hailed a taxi and went straight to the "Bayonet" rehearsal place, only to find it empty. The landlord's second son told her the band members had gone out to eat.
Xiao Ai thought for a moment, considering he might not answer her call, so she dialed Deng Ke's number.
Deng Ke quickly called back, "It's you, Xiao Ai!"
"Ah...ah...ah ah...so good...so good...oh...uh...I'm fucking so good...so good...oh...big dick harder...fuck my...stinky asshole...uh...uh...ah..."
"It's me," Xiao Ai said irritably, "Where are you guys hiding now?" Deng Ke said, "At the Jixiang Restaurant."
"Okay, come over, we'll wait for you." Deng Ke chuckled on the phone, then added, "She's in the 'Pine Crane' hall on the second floor. Don't blame us if you can't find it."
"Alright, I got it." Xiao Ai angrily hung up the phone.
On the other end, as soon as Deng Ke put down the phone, Shan Jie rolled his eyes at him: "Hey, who told you to call her over?"
Deng Ke pursed his lips and said, "What's wrong with letting her come over? Are you afraid of her?" "Why would I be afraid of her? It's just that I don't want to see her today." Shan Jie took a sip of his drink and said... "That girl was thinking of you too, and look at you, you don't even appreciate it. You're such a stinking bastard." Zhao Jiong lit a cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and said, feigning indignation.
Shan Jie reached out and slapped him on the head, laughing and scolding, "There's no grass on the riverbank, where did such a talkative donkey like you come from? If I don't teach you a lesson for two days, you'll become like this, won't you?" Ouyang Chuan, who had been drinking silently, chimed in, "That's why everyone calls him Donkey Three!" "Hey, why are you taking it out on me?" Zhao Jiong glared at Ouyang Chuan, "Now you're talking about him..." "Hey!" He pointed at Shan Jie, "He's a modern-day Chen Shimei, he needs to be properly criticized." "Alright, alright, stop fooling around, let's talk about serious matters." Deng Ke interrupted (his own laughter and jokes) and said to Shan Jie, "Old Shan, our contract at 'Sky' is about to expire, and Old Yang wants us to go to his place in the next couple of days to talk to him."
Shan Jie waved at her and asked, "How much?" Old Yang
is the music director of the "Sky" bar, and it's said that he studied in Germany. He always likes to show off his Western food, and Shan Jie and the others are quite annoyed by him.
"Stop talking nonsense. When have I ever had a problem with a woman?" Shan Jie said confidently, standing up and walking towards the actors' lounge backstage.
"What does he mean? Does he not want to continue with us?" Shan Jie asked Deng Ke.
Deng Ke glanced at Zhao Jiong and Ouyang Chuan, seeing that the two boys were also listening attentively, and said, "He didn't say it explicitly, but I don't think he doesn't want to continue. He probably has some conditions attached."
"Damn it, that bastard Yang has been eyeing us for ages, he's been itching to get us killed. I don't think we're going to make a mess of things this time," Zhao Jiong cursed, glaring.
Shan Jie leaned back in his chair, tapping his index and middle fingers on the table, and said, "General Manager Liang at 'Sky' still appreciates us quite a bit. That Yang can't control everything. I think we should talk to him first and see what he has to say."
He glanced at Ouyang Chuan and asked, "What do you think, Ouyang?"
Ouyang Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Our income at 'Sky' is pretty high. It would be great if we could renew our contract."
Deng Ke said, "I'm just worried that Yang will sabotage us. He's a real schemer." "If he dares to mess with me, I'll fucking cripple him!" Zhao Jiong's Anshan temper flared up again, his eyes red, looking ready to chop anyone in his path.
"Shut up!" Deng Ke snapped at him. "All you do is talk nonsense all day. Can't you say anything else besides bullshit?" "
I know he's not a machine, but our Zhang Duan has brought in quite a few customers for 'Sky' these days. Boss Liang knows the truth." Shan Jie said.
Deng Ke took a sip of his drink and said, "I heard that Old Yang brought a band from Harbin. He said they're pretty good and are making quite a splash over there. He's really something else." Shan Jie said, "Then what did he ask us to talk about?" "
Didn't I already say?" Deng Ke put down his glass and said, "Old Yang didn't give us any direct hints, nor did he say he wouldn't renew the contract with our band. He just told me to tell you to talk in person when the time comes." “Damn, he’s definitely up to something. Would he not support the band he brought in himself?” Zhao Jiong muttered.
Shan Jie said, “Let’s leave it at that for now, we’ll see.”
Just then, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Ai walked in, bringing a whiff of perfume.
These past few days, Xiao Ai had become quite familiar with all the musicians in the “Bayonet” band. She even specially got a brochure and poster of the band from “Sky” and put it on her wall at home to show her closeness. She could practically recite the entire brochure by heart.
Shan Jie, lead singer and rhythm guitarist, 24 years old, 185 cm tall, studied at Shenyang Conservatory of Music, majoring in Western music and music programming, but dropped out halfway through. He has organized bands such as “Shout,” “Dark Tide,” and “Super Racing.” "And several other bands, in 2000 they formed the 'Bayonet' band.
Deng Ke, lead guitarist, 27 years old, 182 cm tall, from Shenyang, started playing guitar at age 11, and at age 21 he resigned from his public office, ignoring his family's opposition to pursue a career in music. He was the lead guitarist for bands such as 'DTK,' 'Kesar King,' and 'Crystal Ball.' In 2000, he formed the 'Bayonet' band with Shan Jie.
Xiao Ai knew what Shan Jie wanted to do. She lay on the bed, raising her proud, snow-white buttocks high. Her heart was filled with longing; at this moment, she also needed it.
Zhao Jiong" Bassist, 23 years old, from Anshan, 183 cm tall, comes from an artistic family; his parents are Errenzhuan (a traditional Chinese folk art form) performers. He went to Shenyang at 16 to study bass under a master and joined the "Crossbone" band in 2000.
Ouyang Chuan, keyboardist, 22 years old, from Jiamusi, Heilongjiang, studied at Shenyang Conservatory of Music and is skilled in piano and keyboard playing. He also joined the "Crossbone" band in 2000.
The band also has a drummer whom Shan Jie considers to be rough around the edges. Xiao Ai knows that person is named Pang Wei, from Dalian, who is a guest drummer in the "Crossbone" band. However, according to Zhao Jiong… "He's a real jerk," but the band lacks a good drummer right now, so they have no choice but to keep him.
Xiao Ai stormed into the small private room, which reeked of alcohol and cigarette smoke. Her gaze first fell on Ouyang Chuan, with his shoulder-length hair and long, thin face, then swept over Zhao Jiong, nicknamed "Donkey Three," who sported a mohawk, wore ripped jeans, and exuded a tough aura. She then looked at Deng Ke, bald, with a short beard and a square face, and finally settled on Shan Jie, dressed in a leather jacket, sporting a buzz cut, and looking quite dashing.
"Hey, Xiao Ai's here!" Deng Ke stood up to greet her, and Zhao Jiong and Ouyang Chuan nodded in response. Only Shan Jie sat there motionless, acting like a complete lord.
Xiao Ai was annoyed by Shan Jie's indifference. Her eyes blazed as she said, "Why didn't you answer my call?"
"Busy, huh?" Shan Jie replied casually. "
Hey Xiao Ai, don't stand there, sit down. I'll have a couple of drinks with you," Zhao Jiong said enthusiastically, grabbing an empty glass and preparing to pour some wine.
"I don't drink," Xiao Ai said sternly.
Deng Ke said, "Even if you don't drink, don't stand there. Sit down first."
"Yes, yes, sit down and talk, otherwise people will think we're making you stand as punishment!" Ouyang Chuan chimed in.
But Xiao Ai wasn't impressed at all. She just stared at Shan Jie, her face as cold as ice:
"Really? So busy you don't even have time to answer the phone? Then why aren't you busy when we're in bed?" Shan Jie laughed and said, "Saying these things in front of so many brothers, you're a girl, don't you know how to be ashamed?" Xiao Ai snorted and said, "We're all family here. If you're not ashamed, why should I be?" "How am I not ashamed?" Shan Jie feigned being wronged.
"How can you be so shameless?" Xiao Ai shouted. "I'm asking you, are you tired of playing around and starting to get annoyed with me? Do you think I'm bothering you and preventing you from finding someone new? You're eating what's in the pot while eyeing what's in the bowl. Shan Jie, do you even know what shame is?"
"Stop pretending to be so kind. You're all the same. There's not a single good man among you.
" Xiao Ai was now completely ruthless, biting anyone who came near. Zhao Jiong quickly cried out in protest, "I say, grandma, don't generalize! Just now, one of our brothers said he was being unreasonable, outrageous! Look how angry he's made Xiao Ai!" He paused, then continued, "However, we are indeed busy today, really busy with rehearsals."
"I'm sure you're really busy, not pretending," Ouyang Chuan chimed in, joining Zhao Jiong in.
"Busy my ass." Xiao Ai was originally full of complaints, but Zhao Jiong and Ouyang Chuan's over-the-top reactions made her unable to vent her anger. For a moment, she could only keep a straight face and remain silent.
Deng Ke smiled and said, "Xiao Ai, if you don't trust those two, don't you trust your brother Deng? Shan Jie definitely didn't see any other women today. He's been busy with the band." After saying that, he winked at Shan Jie.
Shan Jie also knew that he couldn't anger Xiao Ai. Girls have pride, and it's not good to anger them. Besides... He didn't want things to fall apart with Xiao Ai so quickly; after all, his sexual interest in her hadn't completely faded.
Now, he had to make a move.
He stood up from the large chair, strode over to Xiao Ai, and without a word, grabbed her waist and began kissing her passionately. His hands weren't idle either, roughly grabbing and kneading Xiao Ai's high, firm breasts and her round, plump buttocks stretched taut by her jeans, looking like a ravenous wolf.
Xiao Ai hadn't expected Shan Jie's sudden attack. Faced with the man's wild and untamed assault, she panicked, her limbs trembling. A tingling, dizzying sensation surged through her like an electric current, and her body reacted swiftly, struggling briefly before going limp.
Deng Ke, Zhao Jiong, and Ouyang Chuan (the rest of the group) cheered and egged her on repeatedly; they were well aware of Shan Jie's predatory nature towards women.
Just as Xiao Ai felt she was about to suffocate from Shan Jie's kisses, he suddenly released her, his eyes flashing with that familiar sharp light. "Little girl, are you satisfied now? Who said I didn't miss you? I missed you to death."
Xiao Ai tried her best to regain her composure. She didn't want to let Shan Jie go so easily. "Don't give me that crap, Shan, let me tell you, don't think I can't live without you. I have plenty of other guys chasing after me." With that, she turned and walked away.
At this moment, Zhao Jiong chimed in, "What, getting bored again?" "None of your business, go drink your wine." Shan Jie glared at him, clearly displeased.
Shan Jie didn't chase after her; he simply walked out the door and called out to her departing figure, "Little sister, I'll pick you up at the Prince's Palace tonight." Then he leisurely returned to the private room.
There, a young man was grinning mischievously at him!
"What are you laughing at? Never seen this before?" Shan Jie lit a cigarette and said nonchalantly.
"I want you to be my woman," Shan Jie suddenly muttered.
"You've got a lot to do, kid," Deng Ke said.
Ouyang Chuan said, "Looks like you'll be busy tonight."
Zhao Jiong, chewing on a toothpick, said, "Looks like you won't be able to go to Jin Dama's card game." "You guys are trying to act tough with me, huh? Believe me or not, I'll swallow all three of you whole, and see if you still dare to act all high and mighty," Shan Jie laughed and cursed.
"Alright, I won't waste my breath arguing with you. You do your thing tonight, we'll find our own entertainment," Deng Ke said.
Shan Jie nodded and said, "That little girl still needs some coaxing, I can't let my guard down yet." He took a drag of his cigarette, opened the door, and called out into the hallway, "Come on, let's settle the bill!" A moment later, an eighteen-year-old boy came out, asking, "Excuse me, which gentleman is settling the bill?"
"Three hundred and sixty-eight," the clerk said.
As Shan Jie took out his money, Zhao Jiong, with a pair of shifty eyes, stared at the clerk and said, "Miss, where are you from?" "Ah...I...I'm from Dandong." The clerk assumed this young man, dressed in rather strange clothes, was one of those so-called "street people," so she was a little intimidated. Coupled with Zhao Jiong's somewhat frivolous tone, she panicked. He seemed to be someone fresh out of school with little experience. "Oh, from Dandong? My grandpa went there during the Korean War and told me that Dandong is known for its beautiful girls." After a few drinks, Zhao Jiong's witty banter kicked in; he loved chatting with young girls.
Shan Jie handed the money to the clerk, saying, "Ignore him, he's crazy." The clerk gave a sheepish smile, but before she could reply, Zhao Jiong teased her again: "Hey little sister, I'll take you out tonight, clubbing, then late-night snacks. You get off work at 10 pm, I'll wait for you." The clerk was terrified and stammered, "I...I'm sorry, our rules...we don't allow dormitory residents to go out before 10 pm."
Zhao Jiong yelled, "Damn it, what kind of bullshit rule is this? Isn't this restricting personal freedom? Don't worry, I'll take you..." "Go out, it's fine. Let's see who dares to stop me, I'll make sure they get what's coming to them." The female clerk thought she had encountered a thug, and seeing the person paying and a long-haired bald man laughing loudly, she was flustered for a moment before finally managing to stammer, "This is what our manager ordered." "Your manager, right? Call him here, I'll tell him I'm definitely taking you out today." Zhao Jiong got more and more excited as he spoke, as if it were true, "Go quickly, call your manager here, I'll teach him a lesson." Deng Ke saw that the female clerk's face was flushed, and she looked like she was about to cry, so he couldn't bear to tease her anymore and said, "Miss, my friend is just joking with you, don't take it seriously, go on with your work." Watching the clerk's hurried departure, Zhao Jiong and Ouyang Chuan burst into laughter.
"What a bad bird." Shan Jie put his wallet back in his pocket and said, "I'm going first." "Rehearsal is at three o'clock tomorrow noon, don't forget." Deng Ke shouted.
"I won't forget." Shan Jie said.
As he walked out of the private room, he heard Zhao Jiong shout again: "Pao'er Wang, take care of your health, don't overwork yourself!" "Hahahaha..." A burst of laughter came.
"That bastard..." Shan Jie muttered.
At 1:30 a.m., Xiao Ai walked out of the side door of the Big Prince Disco with a backpack.

She was just about to hail a taxi waiting for passengers when suddenly someone shouted at her:
"Little sister, need a ride? Get on mine, I've been waiting for you." Xiao Ai turned around and saw Shan Jie sitting on a motorcycle, waving at her. *
That heartless guy, he actually came to pick me up.* Xiao Ai thought to herself, a little impulsive; she hadn't expected him to come. But a proud girl wouldn't give in so easily; she was still feeling wronged. She snorted, ignored him, and turned to leave.
Shan Jie knew she was being petty, so he started his motorcycle and followed her.
"Still being stubborn? You're so narrow-minded, get on!" Shan Jie said to her.
Xiao Ai's eyes darted around, and she secretly turned away, suddenly opening her mouth and gently biting the head of Shan Jie's penis. It didn't hurt, but it startled Shan Jie. He sprang up, pinning Xiao Ai beneath him, and yelled, "You little slut, you dare bite me? See how I deal with you!" He then pinched and bit Xiao Ai's breasts, thighs, and buttocks, making her scream and writhe, begging for mercy.
Xiao Ai said with a straight face, "No, no, no!"
"Did you burn your tongue?" Shan Jie teased her.
"The flowers I give you, can you accept them? The love I give you, will you care?... " Shan Jie sang a couple of lines, then frowned and said, "Oh ho, so damn sour!" "You know that?" Xiao Ai was amused by him and readily accepted the roses.
"Alright, you've accepted the flowers, and your anger has subsided. Get on the motorcycle, let's go home." Shan Jie patted the back seat of the motorcycle and said.
Although Xiao Ai's anger had subsided considerably, she still wouldn't go along with him, pouting and saying, "Shameless, who wants to go home with you?"
Shan Jie chuckled maliciously, "Little gadget, are you trying to force me to take action?" "If you dare to scare me, I'll call for help!" Xiao Ai said. In
the blink of an eye, while Xiao Ai was still being coy, Shan Jie suddenly pounced on her, pulling her into his arms. Before she could even let out a scream, he silenced her with his own mouth.
Shan Jie got off the motorcycle, approached her, and forcefully said, "Same as before, if you have the guts, then scream." Xiao Ai actually screamed, "Help! Someone's acting like a thug—!" Shan Jie picked her up by the waist, ignoring her half-joking pleas, and walked towards the motorcycle.
"You filthy thug, spread my arms!" Xiao Ai screamed. Outside, the crowd was furious, but inside she was ecstatic. Just as the two of them were arguing, some bored people decided to come and rescue the beauty.
"Hey buddy, acting like thugs in the middle of the night!" With a shout, three half-drunk men walked over and blocked Shan Jie's path. Shan
Jie looked them over; they were dressed fairly well, and judging from their words, they were from the north. He put the startled Xiao Ai down and retorted sharply, "Trying to cause trouble? You're just a busybody, aren't you? You're just a meddlesome guy, aren't you? You're just a meddlesome guy, aren't you?" Seeing that things were about to get serious, Xiao Ai wasn't having it. She yelled at the three men who were carrying the beams, "My boyfriend and I were just playing around! Who told you to interfere? Are you all crazy?" "How can you be so shameless? You were just yelling for help, and now you're saying you're my boyfriend?" another young man of medium build, in his twenties, angrily cursed.
Xiao Ai got angry and shouted, "Who are you calling shameless?"
"You, so what?" The tall, burly man who had been silent until now spoke up, his words sharp and offensive, "Look at you, you bastard, what the hell are you trembling about?" Dan Jie glanced at Xiao Ai, whose face had turned pale with anger, and his tone turned fierce and violent: "Buddy, you'd better watch your language, did you hear me?"
The man was probably a bit drunk; hearing this, he got even more agitated, grabbed Dan Jie by the collar, and, reeking of alcohol, yelled: "Fuck your mother, I'll kill you!" "Northeast kids aren't afraid of fights, and they're not afraid of brawls either. Shan Jie isn't a pushover; he's earned his reputation through countless fights, and he won't let some outsider be so arrogant." The burly man had barely finished speaking when his fist lashed out. The punch was powerful; the burly man, weakened by alcohol and not expecting Shan Jie to strike first, was immediately struck squarely on the bridge of his nose. A scream of pain rang out as he clutched his face and fell backward, blood gushing out rapidly.
Either he doesn't fight, or he fights hard. Shan Jie knocked the burly man down with one punch, and amidst Xiao Ai's screams, he took a step forward and, taking advantage of the other two's momentary lapse in attention, delivered a flying kick to the stomach of the medium-sized young man.
"Ouch—" the young man yelled, clutching his stomach and staggering backward.
At that moment, the shorter man caught up, howling and lunging at Shan Jie, throwing a punch. Shan Jie turned his head, feeling the fist glide past his face. The man missed his target, lost his balance, and Shan Jie grabbed his suit collar and swung him around, cursing, "Fuck you!" before throwing him to the ground. Before the
shorter man could even get up, Shan Jie began punching and kicking him, cursing as he beat him until he screamed.
Xiao Ai, recovering from her initial shock, ran over and grabbed Shan Jie, frantically saying, "Brother Shan, stop! Let's go!"
"Get out of my way, damn it, don't stop me!" Having vented his anger, Shan Jie wasn't about to let it go. He shoved Xiao Ai aside and continued the fight.
Both the burly man and the young man were drunk and injured, and their struggle quickly escalated. They were locked in a fierce battle, their movements becoming increasingly tense and unpredictable. Amidst the chaos, Xiao Ai grabbed Shan Jie again, pleading, "Brother Shan, I beg you, please stop hitting him! He's going to die!"
Shan Jie, tired of hitting her, glared at her angrily and cursed, "It's all your fault! What are you arguing with me for? If you hadn't caused this mess, would I have been fighting with this piece of trash?" "I was wrong, I was wrong, okay?" Xiao Ai pleaded pitifully.
Shan Jie glanced at the onlookers, then at the three men lying on the ground groaning, and said to Xiao Ai,
"Are you coming with me or not?"
"What are you doing, you jerk? Don't follow me!" Xiao Ai feigned anger.
She lowered her head and said, "I'll go with you."
Just then, someone in the crowd shouted, "Police! The 110 is here!" Instantly, the crowd stirred.
Shan Jie turned his head and saw flashing police lights in the distance; it really was the 110 patrol officers. If they didn't leave now, they'd be in the station. He quickly pulled Xiao Ai onto his motorcycle, and they sped away like the wind.
"You…" Xiao Ai roared, turning around abruptly. Before she could even vent her anger, a bouquet of roses was thrust into her face.
He took Xiao Ai back to his rented apartment in Tiexi District, opened the door in the dark, and without a word, forced her onto the bed. He stripped her naked and began a frenzied, passionate lovemaking session, wanting to release his pent-up desire on this young woman.
That night, the two of them lost count of how many times they made love, changing positions countless times, like madmen. After witnessing Shan Jie's masculine prowess in combat, Xiao Ai… She was completely subdued, utterly surrendering to his abuse, completely abandoning any semblance of girlish modesty. As
dawn broke, Shan Jie, panting heavily, rolled off Xiao Ai's body. He had just opened her anus and fell asleep with immense satisfaction.
Shan Jie thought to himself: "Little Ling Qiao, you scared me!" He chuckled wickedly and said, "Don't even mention him, even if he beats me up, I'm not afraid." As he spoke, his hand moved towards Xiao Ai's buttocks.
"Xiao Ai, don't get so worked up. A woman loses her beauty when she's angry," Deng Ke advised from the side.
And so, Xiao Ai returned to his bed.
When Shan Jie woke up, he saw Xiao Ai lying beside him, naked, stroking his penis. He leaned down and slapped her plump, white, pink buttocks hard, laughing and cursing, "Little bitch, haven't you had enough yet?"
Xiao Ai cried out, touching her sore buttocks, and said coquettishly, "You've made my butt so sore!" "
You deserve to die!" Shan Jie closed his eyes and sprawled back onto the bed.
Xiao Ai pounced on him, shaking his arm, saying, "Don't sleep, I won't let you sleep." Shan Jie said impatiently, "I'm sleepy, let me sleep for a while."
After playing around for a while, both of them were exhausted and huddled together, panting.
Xiao Ai stared at Shan Jie, her eyes gradually brightening, and suddenly said, "I love you!" For Shan Jie, a seasoned player in the dating scene, the words "I love you" no longer resonated with him. He chuckled inwardly, but feigned agreement, asking, "What do you love about me?" "Hmm—" Xiao Ai thought for a moment, then said lewdly, "I love your big, fucking cock!" With that, she hugged Shan Jie tightly, rolled onto him, and kissed him passionately, her saliva splattering all over his face.
After a long while, they separated, panting heavily. Shan Jie said, "You're fucking crazy!" Xiao Ai pinched his cheek and said something completely unrelated. She said, "I'm hungry." Neither of them wanted to go out to eat, so Shan Jie found some sandwiches and ham in the fridge, and he and Xiao Ai ate them naked in bed. They wrapped the rest in a tattered newspaper, tossed it aside, and then lay back down, listening to The Beatles' records and drinking some soda. Dan Jie said to Xiao Ai, "Little sister, there's a paper package in the cabinet next to the refrigerator. Go get it." Xiao Ai got the tool he needed, handed it to him, and asked, "What is it?" Dan Jie opened the paper package and said, "It's marijuana." Xiao Ai
said in surprise, "You smoke this too?"
Dan Jie said, "Many people in our circle smoke this; it gives me inspiration." He took a small knife from the bedside table, cut off a piece of marijuana from the paper package, and then... well, you know. He then... he took a piece of... the marijuana... and... the marijuana... and... the marijuana... and... the marijuana... and... the marijuana..." "Is it good?" Xiao Ai asked.
Xiao Ai shook her head and said, "I don't smoke." After a pause, she added, "Everyone says you two are having sex, that you're really into it. They say you're just trying to get what you want
...
"Shan Jie said.
Xiao Ai knew that Shan Jie wanted her to perform oral sex on him, so she obediently bent down, grasped his limp penis with her hand and stroked it, then stuck out her tongue to lick the head of his penis. Her other hand gently caressed his testicles, and she could feel the pulse of his penis, gradually getting thicker and harder. Her tongue was as flexible as a snake, sliding up the base of Shan Jie's penis and finally lingering on the glans, making Shan Jie hiss and exhale with pleasure.
" He felt great. "Xiao Ai thought to herself, and with even greater flattery, she opened her mouth wide and took the entire head of his penis inside, tightening her cheeks and rapidly bobbing her head up and down, swallowing and sucking, even stimulating Shan Jie's anus with her fingertips. Soon, the entire large penis was glistening with moisture from her licking.
Shan Jie enjoyed the oral sex from the handsome man before him, the powerful voice of John Lennon, the lead singer of the Beatles, echoing in his ears. He felt his body floating, as if on a cloud, a fiery desire surging within him." He sat up abruptly, while Xiao Ai continued to suck on his penis. He lifted her head, pulled his penis out of her mouth, and then made her lie down, spreading her legs as wide as possible, ordering her to hold her legs with her hands in the most lewd position.
He knelt between Xiao Ai's legs, looking at her pink vulva with sparse pubic hair. He parted her labia, brought his mouth close, and licked her vulva with his tongue, the tip of his tongue probing and sucking inside her vagina.
Xiao Ai moaned, "Ah...ah..." her buttocks tensed, and with the movement of Shan Jie's tongue, she felt spasms in her vagina, and a warm flow began to emerge.
"Ah...ah...Brother Shan, no, stop licking...my pussy is so itchy, it's...it's all wet...ah...uh...I can't take it...God...oh..."
Shan Jie's tongue was like a brush, licking back and forth in Xiao Ai's butt crack. He licked her anus wet, licked her vagina wet, and let her juices splash all over his mouth.
Just as Xiao Ai was being licked to the point of ecstasy, Shan Jie stopped and commanded: "Turn around and stick your butt up."
Shan Jie touched Xiao Ai's pussy with his hand, smeared the juices on his hand onto her anus, and spat into her anus. Then he inserted the head of his thick penis, and with a forceful thrust, the glans slowly sank into her tight anus.
"Oh...ah..." Xiao Ai let out a cry of pleasure. Her anus was stretched open, and a strange, numb, and tingling pleasure washed over her, quickly immersing her in a chaotic lust.
"Ah...fuck me...Brother Shan...harder...fuck my asshole...ah...oh...sister feels so good...so good I could die...ah...ah...faster...faster...ah...uh..." Amidst Xiao Ai's unrestrained, loud moans, Shan Jie felt a surge of subjugation. He reached his hands to Xiao Ai's chest, forcefully kneading her short, swaying breasts. His lips kissed Xiao Ai's bare, snow-white back, and looking at the woman kneeling beneath him, a series of musical notes flashed through his mind, almost a song of sex.
The time was now 2:50 PM...

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