The Silent World Episode 6

[ Chapter 6
I'm a shut-in. After graduating from university, I stayed home for two years. One day in 2012, I woke up to find everyone in the world had stopped. I woke up two people: Ouman and Xiaoyu. I started a new life with two beautiful girls, a life in a silent world. Later, I met Uncle Ma Zi and realized that people like me weren't alone in this world.
I rushed downstairs and pushed open the door at the bottom of the stairs. Only then did I see the female doctor from yesterday, naked, her chest covered in wounds, staggering towards me. Damn it, how could I forget seeing Ouman and Xiaoyu yesterday? I panicked and forgot to pull out, ejaculating all the way inside.
Seeing the female doctor's firm breasts covered in bruises and welts, you can imagine how crazy I was yesterday at noon. Seeing her again now, even I, the instigator, am horrified. She stood in front of me, her whole body trembling unnaturally, her legs shaking violently.]
"Look what you've done! How could you treat a woman like this like this?"
a voice inside me said.
"Tch, stop it. You weren't saying that when we were doing it, hindsight is 20/20. Honestly, yesterday she was just a high-class sex doll, I could have done whatever I wanted with her! Maybe we should go to the hospital again sometime, maybe try a few policewomen? It'd be so much fun!"
another voice suddenly popped up.
"Get out, you pervert! They're not your sex dolls. Two months ago, they were living, breathing people with families, careers, and their own lives. Do you really want to become a dark pervert?
" the voice inside me shouted.
"You're the pervert! You weren't here when we were enjoying ourselves, now you're pretending to be a good guy. Get out!" "You're the one who should get out!"
A chaotic battle raged within me. I tried to take her hand and lead her upstairs. When I held her hand, she trembled even more violently. A pang of pain shot through my heart. Yes, just two months ago she was a living, breathing person, but now, after I'd ruthlessly toyed with her, she's left in the hospital, standing before me covered in bruises. My eyes welled up with tears, and I inwardly berated myself. I opened the elevator door and let her in first. Seeing her back only intensified my guilt; her buttocks were covered in shocking bruises, countless handprints. Several bloody welts ran down her back, and a freshly scabbed wound on her calf had dried blood trickling down to her heel. I trembled uncontrollably. Was all of this my doing? Had yesterday's rampant lust driven me to such madness? I entered the elevator, standing tightly at the entrance, unable to bear looking at her. In the mirror, her numb face and vacant eyes looked as if she'd been raped and lost the will to live. My heart was filled with remorse.
"Ding," the top floor arrived. As soon as the elevator doors opened, I leaped out. Those few dozen seconds felt like an eternity. As soon as we stepped out the door, Ouman and Xiaoyu stood at the elevator entrance, each wearing a trench coat. After they woke up, to satisfy my desires, I usually made them wear transparent or semi-transparent clothes at home, with bras underneath and nothing on their lower bodies. Wearing bras was to prevent their breasts from sagging; otherwise, I wouldn't even let them wear bras. So, they always changed clothes before going out. Today, because of the sudden incident, they both wore trench coats. Ouman looked over my shoulder into the elevator and saw the female doctor covered in wounds. She was shocked, clutching her mouth and tears streaming down her face. She glared at me resentfully, then went over and led the doctor out. When she saw the doctor's back, she was even more shocked. Her eyes widened, glancing between the doctor's wounds and me. I lowered my head in shame, unwilling to see the doctor's body and Ouman's shocked and heartbroken eyes.
"Xiaoyu, take her inside."
The four of us stood silently at the door, the atmosphere so oppressive it was hard to breathe. I had no choice but to let Xiaoyu take the female doctor away. Luckily, Xiaoyu hadn't made as much progress as Ouman; her eyes were still vacant. Otherwise, I would have faced… I didn't want to think about it. Xiaoyu took the female doctor's hand and led her inside, gently closing the door behind her. The moment the door closed, I looked at Ouman. "I don't know what happened to me that day. I didn't want to either. Please don't look at me like that. I felt so guilty when I saw her today. Please, don't do this. I… I…"
I weakly pleaded. Ouman took a deep breath, took a step forward, and stared intently at me. Looking at her sad, heartbroken, yet helpless eyes, I slowly took a step back, lowered my head, and dared not look at her again. "
Bang!" The door slammed shut again. The oppressive atmosphere vanished. I stood blankly outside the door, letting out a loud scream as if trying to release all the shame and bitterness in my heart. I slammed my fist against the wall, yelling, "I really didn't mean it, Oman!" I have to admit, in many ways, the people around me have slowly become like puppets to me. I can't see their joys or sorrows, their words or actions.
It's been two months, and I'm almost treating them like puppets. When I walk down the street, I can't help but touch pretty girls. In the hospital, the women I've brought in are, in my eyes, just highly realistic sex dolls. In this world, in this city, I'm the only one who can move freely, completely at ease. Facing a group of people who may never be able to move again, do you really expect me to accept them?
Even Uncle Ma, who still has a shred of conscience, doesn't he run people over and push cars when he's driving?
"Everyone has to have their own way of living." "Damn, he's not a good person." "Keep your composure." Uncle Ma's words and my evaluation of him kept churning inside me. I collapsed to the ground and burst into tears. The door opened, and gentle Ouman came out, softly pulling me into her arms. "
I don't know, what should I do? I really don't know how to live in this world! Tell me! You locked me out! How could you lock me out? I was wrong, but I really don't know what to do in this world. I have no family, no friends, I only have you all! How could you lock me out?" I hugged Ouman tightly, sobbing in her arms. The pain and repression of the past two months surged up, causing me to cry and scream hysterically. With Ouman's comforting touch, I slowly stopped crying, looked up at her, her face streaked with tears.
Ouman wiped her tears, helped me up from the floor, and led me into the house. In the living room, Xiaoyu stood next to the female doctor, while Ouman and I stood in the porch. She looked at the female doctor and sighed. I don't know where I got a notebook, but I started writing in it. (I know you're having a hard time, and I know that's how the world is. I've always known your pain, but I just don't know how to help you. Don't do this again next time. You'll wake up more and more people in the future. Just really, don't do this again, promise me, okay? Oh
my god, what's wrong with Ouman? After waking up last night, not only did he have eyes, but he could even communicate with me with pen and paper. My
painful and lonely heart suddenly soared. I nodded repeatedly, "No, I promise I won't do this again next time..."
Ouman reached out and covered my mouth, wrinkled his pretty little nose, and glared at me. (I don't believe your promise. You actually need to wake people up like that. You stinky men got off easy. You can't be so violent next time. Otherwise, I'll be so angry. I didn't even have a way to restrain you.)
I smiled ingratiatingly, "I won't be violent next time, really. If I'm violent again, you'll—" I rolled my eyes—"and lock me out and never open the door again, okay?"
(Cut) After writing a big "cut", Oman glared at me, then went over and took the female doctor's hand and went upstairs. Xiaoyu followed.
There's a bathroom downstairs, but every time I shower, whether I'm showering alone or with Xiaoyu, Ouman always uses her own bathroom. She only uses my bathroom when she helps me shower. I thought to myself, Ouman's bathroom is fine for three people, but four is too crowded. What if we have a bigger group later? A bunch of naked women crammed in there, like mermaid sardine cans! Just thinking about it gets me excited. Perhaps my thoughts showed on my face, because Ouman, who was going upstairs, turned around and glared at me fiercely. I immediately lowered my head, pretending to be annoyed. Sigh, Ouman's progress is such a hassle. Watching them disappear down the stairs, with Xiaoyu following behind, I couldn't help but think how good Xiaoyu is—so obedient and well-behaved. Maybe I should talk to Xiaoyu more, or better yet, if she progresses to Ouman's level, things will really get out of hand.
The women all went upstairs, and I collapsed onto the sofa. He started to wonder why Oman had suddenly become so human, with a distinctly unique scent. And why had she suddenly collapsed on the fourth floor? Why did she collapse? And
why was she like this when she woke up? Was she traumatized? Should he try to traumatize Xiaoyu too?
He lit a cigarette and jotted down his questions in his notebook. Then he thought again, no, he was too soft. He was the one who woke them up; he needed to be kind to them when necessary, not spoil them. Well, Oman knew that saliva, blood, and semen all needed to reach a certain amount to wake someone, and she had only said he couldn't be violent anymore, not objecting to him continuing to "wake up" others. From now on, he would assert his authority as a husband.
With that thought, he slowly walked upstairs and started playing on his PS3.
After playing for a while, Ouman came out, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote: (We finally managed to clean her up, but Xiaoyu and I can't handle her injuries. You have to figure something out. I don't know how you got like this; it breaks my heart to see you like this.
Oh, right, I suddenly remembered that during the break, I suddenly felt energetic. I only ate breakfast, not lunch, and I used up a lot of energy working with the two nurses before me. How come I suddenly felt like I had eaten a full meal and had energy again? Could it be?) I immediately asked Ouman, "Did you eat lunch before you came to see me yesterday?"
(You ate it, why are you asking this? Hurry up and think of a solution.) "Did you eat a lot? Tell me quickly, and I'll have a solution." Ouman slapped me angrily after hearing this. (You ate a lot, but you didn't reply. Xiaoyu and I ate it all. I knew you weren't here to do good deeds, so I ate your share too. Okay, hurry up and go.) After hearing, no, after reading Ouman's words, a flash of inspiration struck me. Just as I was about to go downstairs, Ouman hurriedly pulled me away. Inside the room, the female doctor was standing naked, and Xiaoyu was wiping her body. Xiaoyu is so good! I thought to myself. I pointed at the female doctor, "I need you to take us to the hospital to treat your injuries." Before I could finish speaking, Ouman wrote something down and placed the paper in front of me. (You made her like this, and you're still ordering her around like that. Is this how you behave?) I smiled bitterly, "You know that people who have just woken up have to be like this." (Can't you be a little gentler? Humph!)
“I’m always like this with you and Xiaoyu, it’s a habit,” Ouman glared at me again, then went to help the female doctor get dressed. The female doctor, hearing my words, started to walk out. Ouman couldn’t stop her and couldn’t help but look at me. I slapped my forehead, realizing I’d forgotten to help her get dressed, so I said to her, “I need you to get dressed before you take us.” The female doctor stopped, and Ouman quickly shooed me out, preparing to find clothes for the female doctor. I yelled, “Why are you going out? It’s not like I haven’t seen this before.”
Ouman pinched my waist, making me gasp in pain. “
Oh my god, this girl is too violent! I have to fight back!”
Xiaoyu said. "Come help me find something," I thought. "Hmph, if you chase me away, I'll go find my precious Xiaoyu." Xiaoyu stood next to the female doctor, glancing between Ouman and me. Her eyes were glazed, but I could clearly tell she was watching a show. "Damn it," I yelled, "Xiaoyu, watching a show? Come on over!"
Xiaoyu quickly ran out, and Ouman, having no other choice, slammed the door shut. Looking at the closed door, I grabbed Xiaoyu. "Come on, sweet Xiaoyu, make your brother a cup of tea." In my experience, when the female doctor comes to the house for the first time, Ouman will definitely spend a long time choosing clothes, trying to find something unique for her.
I held Xiaoyu while playing my PS3, occasionally taking a sip of tea. Leisurely... I waited for them to come out, and sure enough, it took almost an hour before Oman finally brought the female doctor out. What the hell? The female doctor was dressed in revealing clothes, without even a bra, just wearing that black slip dress—it wasn't Oman's style at all.
I asked in surprise, "You were in there for over an hour and this is all you got?"
Oman pulled out a notebook and wrote (What? Not satisfied? You made her injured all over, unable to even wear a bra, and you're still complaining? Get out of here!). "Oh," I thought, "Yeah, the female doctor is injured all over, so this makes sense." I chuckled twice and led the three women out.
Walking on the quiet street, Oman... Man and Xiaoyu helped the female doctor walk behind me. I kept glancing back.
Yesterday, I was burning with lust and, among a group of women, I was drawn to the female doctor, mainly by the allure of her uniform. Now, I didn't feel much desire anymore, so I looked at her closely. Her blank stare and wooden expression gave her a kind of aloof beauty, like a plum blossom in the snow—cold and stunning. This cold beauty, combined with her alluring figure, created a striking contrast. She walked with a slight limp, her steps unsteady. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her proud breasts trembled with each limp. The black halter dress Man had put on her was clearly too small, outlining her breasts. Her perfect sexiness, her rounded and exquisite hips accentuated her slender waist. A gentle breeze blew, causing her skirt to flutter, revealing her fair thighs and the area between them pressed against her genitals, a sight that stirred the imagination. Her gait seemed similar to the days after I deflowered Ouman and Xiaoyu. I thought to myself, "She's not a virgin, yet she walks so laboredly. Could it be that I damaged her genitals? Please don't! Otherwise, how will I enjoy this cold, beautiful plum blossom in the future!" Ugh, you're still thinking about that?
At the hospital, thankfully we didn't go to the seventh floor; the female doctor led us to the pharmacy on the fourth floor. I'm especially... Ouman... I simply couldn't bear to look at the scene of debauchery on the seventh floor. While I was having sex with the female doctor, I mainly vented my violence on others. The female doctor wasn't even my main target; the others were probably in even worse shape, so I decided not to go and watch.
After Oman and Xiaoyu helped the female doctor undress, she began to treat herself. Oman, as usual, kicked me out. Pshaw, there will be plenty of opportunities to see this later. Now, covered in bruises, do you think I want to see this? I went to the stairwell and lit a cigarette. Suddenly, I thought of going to check where Oman had collapsed. There was nothing at the corner on the fourth floor, not even where Oman had collapsed. Suddenly, a... An ID tag caught my attention. I picked it up and looked at it; it belonged to a female doctor. "
Wang Yun, Attending Physician of Surgery, People's Hospital." Oh, I remember seeing it yesterday; it probably fell to the ground when I was carrying Ouman. At least I don't have to call her "female doctor" anymore (Author's note: I need to type an extra word!). Soon, Xiaoyu came over and tugged at me. I followed her. Wang Yun had bandages on her feet and was already dressed. Professionalism is true; she probably just applied some kind of substance, and there was no noticeable difference even with the clothes on. And so we left the hospital.
It was noon, and I was hungry. Seeing that the three girls, especially Wang Yun, hadn't eaten for over two months,
I took them to a large supermarket. I opened the gate, found the power switch, and turned on the lights, illuminating the entire supermarket. Xiao Yu obediently went to the shelves to find food and utensils. Ou Man found a sofa for Wang Yun to lie down on, then sat beside her.
Cooking was now basically Xiao Yu's job. Ou Man still made noodles and salad, while Xiao Yu could at least stir-fry something. The meal was quickly ready. Suddenly, I remembered what I'd asked Ou Man before leaving. Deciding to conduct an experiment, I directed the three girls to eat the four-person meal Xiao Yu had prepared, while I sat to the side smoking.
Oman asked me curiously, "Why aren't you eating? Are you feeling unwell?" I waved my hand, pretending to be serious, and said, "I'm not hungry, you guys eat. By the way, everyone knows the saying 'every grain is hard-earned,' right? Xiaoyu worked hard to make this, so remember to eat it all, don't waste any." Then I silently started sensing. By the time the three of them finished eating, I was starving. Just as I was about to reach for something on the shelf, I suddenly felt a surge of energy within me. It felt strange. It was as if I had eaten a lot and was very full, but my stomach was still incredibly hungry. Could it be that I could receive energy from the food Oman and the others were eating?
Could they have some kind of energy connection with me? What would happen if I didn't let them eat and ate by myself? Countless questions swirled in my mind until we got home. Ugh, thinking about these things, my stomach is still hungry. Xiaoyu had already taken Wang Yun upstairs, so I had to beg Oman to get me a bowl of noodles. Noodles again!
As night fell, after Ouman and Xiaoyu helped me take a bath, Ouman took out her notebook and wrote, "(Wang Yun is sleeping with me tonight, but my bed is small, only big enough for two. How about Xiaoyu sleeps in the guest room downstairs?)"
Seeing Ouman's hesitation, I chuckled to myself. This girl probably wanted me to sleep in the guest room downstairs, and was deliberately suggesting Xiaoyu go. I wasn't falling for it and generously said, "It's fine, my bed is big enough for all four of us. Why don't we all sleep together?"
(No way, all you think about is that. Wang Yun isn't feeling well, and Xiao Yu likes to toss and turn, I'm afraid she might get hurt. How about the three of us sleep together tonight, and you can sleep in your big bed? That's quite thoughtful of you. Xiao Yu does make a lot of noise when she sleeps, but I wanted to spend more time with her today.)
Before Ou Man could write anything else, I shouted, "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, come sleep with me tonight!"
Ou Man pinched me again, making me angry. Haha.
As usual, I returned home, and my parents were still sitting there blankly. I hesitated many times about whether to wake them, but I couldn't bear to face my obedient, dazed family. Forgive me for being unfilial. Okay. I wiped their faces; actually, their faces weren't dirty. A sense of curiosity arose about what was monitoring me. It had been almost two months, and nothing in the city had broken down. The electricity and water were just as good as before, and the weather was always this hot. If it were a large indoor city, like something out of a movie, why was there not even a speck of dust anywhere, neither on the ground nor among the people? Suddenly, I realized that it had been two months, and Ouman and Xiaoyu hadn't even had their periods. Looking at my parents, thinking about Ouman, were they really human? But their steady breathing, Ouman's expression—what else could they be but human? The women I'd slept with… People, that tender skin, the scars I inflicted on Wang Yun's body—what are they if not human? Uncle Ma, Second Brother, Ninth Brother—what are they if not human? And Ouman, Xiaoyu, even Wang Yun who just woke up—they all need to eat, they all need to excrete. But why is there nothing in these stopped crowds? Should we get someone to dissect them? I
quickly shook my head; forget it, I'm too timid. Xiaoyu came in and tugged at me. I looked at Xiaoyu, dressed in sky-blue pajamas and Hello Kitty slippers—wow! So cute. "
Mom and Dad, I'm leaving."
I said to my parents... After her mother finished speaking, she took Xiaoyu's small, cool hand and they went home together. Xiaoyu woke up only four days later than Ouman, but Xiaoyu's progress was really slow. However, thinking about it carefully, every time I slept with Ouman and Xiaoyu, Ouman was always my main target, and Xiaoyu's age of 16 made me reluctant to overexert myself on her, but rather to take care of her like a little sister. Now that Ouman has changed a lot, Xiaoyu is far behind, and I have to speed up Xiaoyu's progress as well. Besides, my little sister is also slowly showing some pleasing changes. Just look at her small breasts, which are now developing. And her smooth, hairless white tiger vulva... The wavy, firm feel of the hand gripping it. Just thinking about it makes my little brother tingle.
Back home, I played PS3 for a while, then realized I hadn't been online in ages. So I went into the study, turned on the computer, downloaded a single-player game, and started playing. But after a short while, it lost its appeal. Sigh, it seems playing computer games isn't as captivating as playing with people. Besides, nobody plays online games anyway, so playing single-player games alone isn't fun either. I left the study and opened the door to Auman's bedroom. Wang Yun was already in bed, and Auman was sitting at the dressing table combing her long, smooth hair. She occasionally picked up the ends to check for split ends, and then... I picked up the scissors and cut it, looking quite peaceful. Seeing me push the door open, she turned around with a questioning expression. I kissed Ouman, "I'm going to sleep now, you should sleep early too, goodnight." Ouman looked at me with her big, watery eyes and kissed me back.
I picked up a pen and paper and wrote (You should sleep early too, don't stay up too late. You didn't run this morning, you have to run tomorrow!
And Xiaoyu is still little!). Damn, she dares to laugh at me! I pinched her hard, and Ouman gave a playful smile. Satisfied, I left.
Entering my bedroom, Xiaoyu was hugging a huge Winnie the Pooh bear, pinching its ears... She gently touched the bear's nose. She was wearing a light blue tank top with a row of artistic English letters on the chest, and light blue tight-fitting underwear. She was lying face down on the bed. Her long, straight legs stretched to the edge of the bed, crossed over each other, her underwear tucked into her crotch. Good heavens, she's still young? She'll be a disaster when she grows up! This little girl is only 16 and already 1.66 meters tall, all of it in her long legs—thighs firm and slender, calves straight and smooth. Hearing me come in, she turned around, jumped off the bed, and pulled me onto it. Her small breasts pressed against me from time to time. After I lay down, she bent over, like… She nestled in my arms like a kitten. I stroked her short hair, and she looked up at me, her eyes still blank, but I could completely feel her dependence.
Xiaoyu had rarely been with me; thinking back, it had probably only been about five times since she lost her virginity. Most of the time, she was just a facilitator for me and Ouman, yet she still developed a deep attachment to me. The dependence her body unconsciously revealed made me feel incredibly proud. Like now, although her eyes were still vacant, her head was raised, pressed tightly against my curled-up body, showing her dependence on me everywhere. "
Xiaoyu is the best girl, brother loves you the most,
" I kissed her forehead. She hugged me tightly, burying her head in my chest, making me feel ticklish.
"Come here! My precious Yu, let me check your body first. You've eaten so much nourishment, let me feel if you've grown up."
Yu's head was still buried in my chest, but her slightly cool little hand took mine and placed it inside her vest. Damn, she's so fucking docile, she does whatever I say. I reached into her vest and gently grasped the bulge. Not bad, it's already taking shape, hehe, the little nipples are standing up.
Yu's little hands gripped my clothes tightly, her body involuntarily wriggling as I played with her nipples. The little girl obediently let me take off her clothes, lowered her head and hugged her chest tightly with both hands, her shy and innocent appearance was too tempting. My penis was already throbbing, and Yu was like a blank canvas, I was sure to draw the most satisfying picture on it.
Suppressing my inner impulse, I moved back, letting my upper body lean against the headboard, my legs spread apart.
"Xiaoyu, come help your brother take off his pants."
Xiaoyu gently pulled down my pants, and my penis, which had been tightly bound by my underwear, sprang out, swaying in the air, eager to get started. "
Come on, Xiaoyu, gently hold my penis and rub it with your face."
I continued to give orders. Xiaoyu knelt between my legs, bent down and buried her head between my thighs. When her cool little hands touched my hot penis, I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Xiaoyu kept her eyes tightly closed, her hands cupping the base of my penis, manipulating it as she slid it across her face. Her shy yet unwavering movements made me feel as if she were on a pilgrimage, as if she were gently worshipping my penis. The feeling was so intense; in that instant, I felt as if I were a god, her deity, and she was a sacrifice offered to me. The way she held my penis and slid it across her face was so devout, so sacred. My heart began to soar. I decided I must properly train Xiaoyu, and then have her teach those who came after me how to treat my penis with reverence, how to accept my thrusts with gratitude. I wish to become a god!
I slowly directed Xiaoyu to extend her small, soft tongue, gently licking the glans, teasing the slits, gently licking the coronal ridge. Then she extended her tongue and carefully licked one side of my penis, gently taking my testicles into her mouth. Xiaoyu did it so meticulously, so gently. My glans was already throbbing with desire. "
Now, slowly take my glans into your mouth, don't touch your teeth, and then use your tongue to circle around my glans."
Soon, my hot, swollen glans was slowly swallowed by Xiaoyu's lips. A tight grip, different from that of a vagina, made my glans feel pleasure. Her little tongue scraped against it, and I suppressed the urge to knead her body. I wanted Xiaoyu to welcome my first ejaculation in a prostrate, kneeling posture, to receive my semen with a pilgrimage-like posture, and then swallow it all. So I couldn't move, so I could only restrain myself. "
Now, slowly swallow my penis as much as you can, until you've swallowed the whole thing."
Xiaoyu began to lower her head, and my penis was disappearing inch by inch from her lips. When it was still a little distance from the base, my glans touched her throat. Xiaoyu began to gag, her body trembling violently. I remained unmoved, stubbornly refusing to change my command. Xiaoyu continued to swallow, her copious amounts of saliva dripping down my penis, wetting my scrotum and the sheets. Xiaoyu's gagging grew louder, and she repeatedly lifted her head to vomit. I remained indifferent, watching her intently; I needed her absolute devotion to my command. Finally, Xiaoyu's lips touched my abdomen, then my scrotum. My glans was in Xiaoyu's throat, gripped by her pharynx, the deep throat sensation finally causing me to lose control. The overwhelming pleasure instantly overwhelmed all my reason. I pressed Xiaoyu's head down hard, ejaculating streams of semen inside her. Xiaoyu's hands clung tightly to my thighs, trying to fight her instincts. Finally, my essence was inside her mouth. "
Don't vomit, swallow it all, not a drop left!"
I commanded loudly as Xiaoyu lifted her head, vomiting incessantly. Xiaoyu suppressed the urge to vomit and finally swallowed the semen I had ejaculated.
I picked up Xiaoyu's vest and gently wiped it around her mouth. "Great job! I'm so happy today. Xiaoyu is amazing, even better than Sister Ouman!"
Xiaoyu threw herself into my arms, pressing her budding breasts tightly against me, her little head bobbing against my chest as if to say, "I don't know." I smiled and said, "What I said is true. Even Sister Ouman couldn't have done that. Xiaoyu is amazing."
She looked up, her eyes glazed over, and at that moment, she seemed so adorable. I lowered my head and kissed her lips deeply. The taste of my semen still lingered in my mouth, but I kissed her passionately. I think I truly loved this pure and innocent Xiaoyu.
The door was gently pushed open, and Ouman's little head peeked in. She looked around, saw us kissing, smiled sweetly, and when she saw me looking at her, she stuck out her little tongue, quickly withdrew her head, and closed the door. I guess I came to check on her after hearing Xiaoyu vomit loudly. I looked at Xiaoyu again; her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes fluttering. Her upper body was bare, her tender pink nipples erect, and her long, beautiful legs were languidly crossed on her left side. I couldn't resist touching her; it was smooth, silky smooth. "
Xiaoyu, come lie down, let your brother see your hairless little pussy."
Xiaoyu took off her panties and lay down on her stomach. I slid down a bit, picked up two pillows to prop up my head, and pulled Xiaoyu's buttocks down,
pressing them lower. Her two white labia, exposed by her wide-open legs, revealed the tender pink flesh inside, and the hidden clitoris. I sniffed; her vulva had no odor, only a faint, fleshy fragrance. I licked it, licking her entire smooth vulva with my tongue, sucking on one of her plump labia, exploring the vaginal opening. Soon, the hidden clitoris peeked out. "
Xiaoyu is holding her brother's penis in her mouth."
I reached my left hand under her crotch and kneaded her firm, soft breasts. Her soft penis was taken into her mouth, and her sensitive clitoris was inside. I gently teased that little spot, and Xiaoyu's body arched incessantly. The flowing fluid wet my lips and nose, and my penis became erect again in her mouth.
I rolled over and knelt behind Xiaoyu. Her legs were spread wide, which invisibly enlarged her hips. Her slender waist and heart-shaped buttocks, when viewed from above, were a perfect peach-shaped lower body, which excited me and filled me with a desire to conquer. My penis was throbbing urgently, and I guided it to the soft flesh in that crevice. With a powerful thrust of my hips, the glans forced its way through the fluid-flowing flesh and into the warm, lubricated passage. The alluring, undulating grip made my penis swell even more. I gripped Xiaoyu's buttocks tightly with both hands, pulling and pushing her sexy, peach-shaped buttocks closer and further apart. My reddish-brown penis moved in and out between her fair and tender thighs; the contrast in color excited and aroused me. I began to thrust in and out forcefully, pounding hard. Xiaoyu's short hair flew wildly with each thrust, and her silent panting reached my ears.
I lay down, directing Xiaoyu to sit on me, inserting my penis into her vagina. My hands climbed onto her breasts, and Xiaoyu's hands pressed against my chest, beginning to stroke my penis up and down. Xiaoyu was like a novice rider, straddling me, each slump powerful. I could almost always feel the soft flesh deep inside her. Gradually, the rider became more skilled, more in sync with my movements.
The stimulating sensation made me clench my teeth. Suddenly, Xiaoyu arched her upper body, placing her hands on my legs.
The white light from the ceiling illuminated Xiaoyu's flushed body clearly. She moved faster and faster, almost to the point where I could no longer thrust my hips. Intense pleasure stimulated my body; my penis inside her grew harder and thicker. Finally, Xiaoyu's vagina contracted rhythmically, and a gush of hot fluid hit my glans. I couldn't hold back any longer; with a roar, I ejaculated, shooting again and again into her tightly contracting vagina, against the soft flesh that pressed against her. Xiaoyu collapsed softly onto me, her body trembling uncontrollably after her orgasm. My penis remained inside her, feeling the wave-like contractions, slowly being squeezed out of her body. The moment it left, a gush of hot, lustful fluid spurted out. I gasped for breath, and we held each other tightly, panting. In that quiet moment in the room, our breathing was so beautiful, so peaceful. I fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up early in the morning to find Xiaoyu nestled against me like a kitten, one beautiful leg draped over my stomach, one hand pulling at the blanket covering me, while the other blanket was wrapped around her. Looking at the sleeping Xiaoyu, I suddenly felt a surge of contentment. Yes, I already had a gentle Ouman, and now I had the lovely Xiaoyu. This couldn't be greater happiness.
After a while, Ouman quietly came in, tiptoeing to the bedside. Seeing me staring at her with my eyes open, she was startled and pinched my hand sharply, waking the sleeping Xiaoyu.
"Come on, Xiaoyu, let's take a bath together."
In the bathroom, Ouman was washing my body, while Xiaoyu washed herself, occasionally pressing her foamy body against mine, making me erect again. Ouman gently patted Xiaoyu, turned me around, and started washing me vigorously. Wow, is Ouman jealous? This is truly strange. I quickly finished showering, put on the clothes Ouman had brought, and went out for a run. Downstairs, Wang Yun sat blankly on the living room sofa, wearing Ouman's clothes, a size too small, which accentuated her curvaceous figure.
"Stay home, don't come out with me,"
I instructed Wang Yun. With her injuries all over her body, if I didn't give her a heads-up, going out for a run with me would definitely lead to trouble.
Before leaving, Ouman wrote in her notebook (When should we go to her house? She can't wear my clothes, but I can't let her go without them). "We'll have to wait until she's almost fully recovered,"
I said helplessly. But in my heart, I was thinking, "This outfit isn't bad at all. Her nipples are showing all over her body; it's pleasing to the eye. Who wouldn't want more beautiful women? Hehe."

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