The days after winning the lottery

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I am 33 years old and own a photography studio. I also own a lot of stocks, have a large amount of bank deposits, and own quite a few properties. I run the photography studio just for fun, and I don't worry about making or losing money. I just don't want to be idle.
My wealth wasn't earned from scratch. Seven years ago, I was just a white-collar worker living on a meager salary, but then Lady Luck smiled upon me and I became incredibly wealthy overnight. I won three million Canadian dollars in the lottery.
At that time, I was already living with Jia Lun informally. She was the same age as me, a blonde young woman with a standard figure. Every weekend she would come to my apartment to stay overnight. On Sundays, she would go to work to earn money and raise her eleven-year-old daughter. When she was fifteen, she met the wrong person, who abandoned her after starting a relationship, and gave birth to her daughter.
After I became successful, I immediately bought a 5,000-square-foot house with an indoor swimming pool in Richmondhill, the most prestigious area in Toronto, and officially moved in with Jia Lun. Her daughter, Ji Si, also started attending a prestigious school.
I provide them with the best of everything, but I haven't married Jia Lun yet. She is very content and never forces me to marry her.
I used to work for an investment company, so I knew how to invest and knew how to use funds well. After a few years, my assets had accumulated to five or six million, most of which were managed by the investment company. I am a photography enthusiast and have won many awards, so I opened a photography studio and hired two employees to pass the time.
Last year, after living with Jialun for six years, I finally officially married her, and we had a seventeen-year-old daughter.
Few people in Toronto own private indoor pools. In the summer, Gigi often invites classmates over to swim. Almost all the lakes and beaches near the GMT are polluted and unsuitable for swimming, while public swimming pools have a mixed bag of swimmers. So, when a heatwave hits Toronto, there are poolside parties almost every day. Jialun and I both enjoy the excitement; the pool is regularly maintained by professionals, and we have two Filipino maids who take care of the housework, so we don't have to worry about anything.
Most of the classmates and friends that Jisi invited were girls in their early teens, with one or two boys among them. They were all fit and vibrant with youth. I often sat by the pool admiring their graceful figures and alluring curves, occasionally teasing them, but I never touched them inappropriately or made any unseemly moves. Moreover, drinks and snacks were always readily available, so they were very popular with me.
Later, they asked me to allow them to host a poolside nudist party, but that's another story, which I'll tell you in detail later.
Three months ago, it was Jisi's eighteenth birthday, and we threw her a big birthday party. She invited many friends and classmates, and those friends brought their friends, making it a very lively event with about eighty people in total. The swimming pool, lobby, and game room were all packed with people, mostly between fifteen and twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with more girls than boys. Jialun hired five waitresses to help, so I didn't have to worry about anything.
I chatted with a few young people by the pool for a while, then, remembering I had a few important phone calls to return, I went into my study.
That was my private sanctuary, a forbidden zone for everyone, including Jia Lun. Inside, there was a computer storing all my business and personal files; there were also high-end audio-visual equipment and television recording devices, where my girlfriend and I sometimes watched adult films. There was also a small bedroom with an electric round bed, hidden behind a secret door.
After finishing the call, I poured myself a glass of wine to relax.
The study was on the second floor, facing the swimming pool. I could see more than ten people splashing around, including several young women in bikinis sunbathing by the pool. They were alluring and shapely, and I was somewhat mesmerized. I casually picked up a pornographic book filled with photos of men and women having sex. The female models were all hand-picked, with exceptionally beautiful faces and stunning figures. This was a high-priced book, published in Scandinavia, printed specifically for the high-end market, not a cheap pirated copy sold on the street for twenty or thirty yuan.
After flipping through a few pages, my organ unexpectedly swelled up. I was wearing shorts, so it was easy to pull it out and let "it" stretch out as much as possible.
Just then, a sweet, melodious voice rang out from outside the door: "Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you..."
I was startled and looked up to see a blonde girl in a tiny bikini standing outside the door. She was about the same age as Ji Si, with large, alluring eyes and slightly provocative red lips. A small piece of fabric covered only half of her enormous breasts, revealing her two large nipples. The fabric covering her lower body was no larger than a palm, exposing ninety-five percent of her entire body. Her skin was smooth and soft, her figure perfectly proportioned, fair with a rosy glow, and flawless.
"Excuse me, may I borrow your phone?" A melodious voice came from between her sexy lips and pearly teeth, her smiling, alluring eyes were filled with excitement, and a provocative smile hung on the corners of her mouth.
"Please feel free to use it." I quickly zipped up my pants, feeling quite embarrassed, and let her into the study. I pointed to the telephone on the table, and she smiled sweetly, a smile that could melt any man's heart.
Looking at her stunning figure, I couldn't help but fantasize about her naked body, and a thought suddenly arose in my mind: to persuade her to take a set of nude photos with me.
The phone she dialed seemed to go unanswered. She tried dialing again, but still received no reply. She made a helpless expression.
"I am Hu Pu, Ji Si's father. Are you Ji Si's classmate?" I introduced myself.
"No, my sister is Jisi's classmate. My name is Langhua, and I wasn't invited..."
"Don't say that, you're absolutely welcome. Your sister is my guest, and you're my honored guest too." I poured her a glass of wine.
She took a sip, smiled at me, and intentionally or unintentionally puffed out her chest, her enormous breasts almost bursting out of her clothes.
"Mr. Hu, I know you are a photographer. I wonder if I would be qualified to be your model?"
I paused for a moment, feigning hesitation, then stared unabashedly at every inch of her body. She clasped her hands behind her head, leaned back slightly, and slowly turned around, striking a pose like a professional model. I noticed she was wearing a pair of unusual earrings with a devil's fork design, giving them an eerie feel.
"Miss, I'm taking nude photos for an adult magazine, do you dare?" I teased her intentionally.
"You're a renowned photographer, you'll definitely take beautiful pictures. I don't mind taking my clothes off." She added with a smile, "Want me to prove it to you right now?"
I watched as she reached down and unbuttoned her bikini top, revealing two large, round, snow-white breasts with erect, pink nipples. She gently cupped her breasts with both hands, wiping her nipples with her index fingers, before continuing to pull down the bottom of her bikini. Her pubic hair was dark red, neither sparse nor thick, with a small tuft above her vulva.
She brushed her pubic hair aside, approached me, and came within two inches of me. She whispered, "I also know you have a secret: you have a special inspiration when you make love to models, allowing you to capture their most beautiful essence. Come on, love me, and discover my most captivating features."
My mind raced. I knew my photography range was broad, but I'd only ever taken a limited number of nude photos. I'd never had the habit of having sex with models, except for a few nude photos I'd asked a few close female friends with whom I'd had sexual relations to take—private collections, never made public. This young woman stripped completely naked in front of me; what was her intention?
Just as I was about to ask what was going on, her lips sealed mine. She embraced me, teasing my tongue with her own, and pressed her lower body against my genitals, gently rubbing. Even through the clothes, I couldn't help but slowly become aroused. When I was quite hard, she released my mouth, skillfully unbuckled my belt, and took out my penis to play with. I couldn't help but caress her large, firm breasts. In just one minute, I was rock hard and no longer cared about her intentions.
After a while, she knelt down and began to suck and lick my penis, gently biting and twisting it. I experienced endless pleasure, but I couldn't remain passive forever; I needed to take the initiative. However, this wasn't the right position. I secretly pressed the control on the desk, and a hidden door opened, revealing a comfortable round bed. While she was still surprised, I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, where we both collapsed onto the bed.
I spread her legs wide, caressing and teasing her opening, focusing on the clitoris, making her gush with lustful fluids and burning with desire. I'm quite skilled in this; I learned this technique from several women a couple of years ago, and no woman can resist my onslaught.
Sure enough, she couldn't hold back any longer. She rolled over and pinned me down, thrusting her vagina onto my penis. But it's hard for a woman to be on top, and she soon became weak. I took the initiative and rode her with abandon, changing positions several times, bringing her to countless climaxes until she collapsed beneath me, panting.
Seeing that she was satisfied, I released myself to make myself feel good, and then slowly went soft. A man's biggest weakness is that after ejaculation, he needs some time before he can ejaculate again, unlike a woman who can ejaculate ten or more times in a row without changing her expression.
As I began to weaken and tried to withdraw from her body, her vagina suddenly tightened and relaxed, massaging my penis with each contraction and relaxation. She then took my hand and placed it on her nipples. After a few moments, I unexpectedly became aroused again, but only partially. She let me withdraw, then turned around and clamped her large breasts between mine, like a hot dog with a sausage inside. She then licked my glans with the tip of her tongue and rubbed it against her breasts. In a few moments, I was aroused again, my tongue lolling out.
"I won't lose to you this time. Watch my skills!" Her eyes were full of provocation.
She pressed me down, straightened my position, and then put her penis on my head, thrusting vigorously. Sometimes she would stop and contract her vagina to increase stimulation, and sometimes she would thrust rapidly. Finally, just before I was about to ejaculate again, she left my body and used her mouth instead. As a result, I ejaculated in her mouth, and she licked every drop clean.
I ejaculated twice in a row, and I was extremely tired. My whole body felt weak, and I fell asleep like a baby within minutes.
When I woke up, Langhua was gone, and I was still lying naked in bed. I quickly got dressed and went downstairs; the party was almost over. I couldn't find Langhua anywhere. I asked several people, but none of them had seen a woman who looked like her. Jisi couldn't tell me who Langhua's sister was either. Langhua hadn't told me her sister's name. I regretted not turning on the video camera in the small bedroom to record everything.
I tried everything but couldn't find her. I checked the guest list, asked the five waitresses who had come to help, and asked other guests, but no one had seen a woman named Langhua. I couldn't find any trace of her. It was as if she had never appeared at all. She was truly like a wave, the water forming a peak, surging in like a tidal wave, and then disappearing without a trace.
I wandered back to my study in a daze, lay on the round bed, and reminisced about the joyful scene just now... Oh, what's that? I reached out and touched it on my back. It turned out to be an earring with a devil's fork pattern on it.
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