Drugging and playing with virgins

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"JunJun, help Mom with the suitcase."

As I straightened the steering wheel and parked the car, my daughter Sun Yijun and I arrived at our summer trip destination—the foot of Xiangshan Mountain near Yue City.

Looking at the lush greenery before me, every cell in my weary body, exhausted from a long day's work, seemed to shout with joy, making me sigh, "Life has always been about finding joy, stealing half a day of leisure." It was a rare treat to have some free time.

Reflecting on the past six months of hectic work, the company's recent sales targets had finally been met, exceeding them. This was both a reward for our team's hard work over the past six months and a way to prevent us junior employees from failing halfway through our endeavors and causing unnecessary losses for the company. The company leaders, known for their stinginess, surprisingly had a change of heart. Under our scrutinizing gazes filled with dark circles under our eyes, they generously decided to give me and my colleagues a short vacation—a welcome relief after a long drought, a chance for withered trees to bloom again.

The dawn of hard work finally arrived, the long, uninterrupted six months of sleepless nights finally came to an end, and it was also the perfect time for my daughter, Junjun, to finish her first year of high school and begin her summer vacation. Overjoyed, I didn't make many plans, just casually browsed some highly-rated tourist attractions nearby online, and after getting my daughter's permission, I hastily packed a few clothes and rushed out the door to begin my long-awaited road trip.

Coming back to my senses, my daughter, who was already carrying my suitcase, raised her small, white hand and impatiently knocked on my car window, letting out a long, drawn-out "...Mommy, snap out of it." "What is it?"

"You're being silly again." She rolled her eyes, "You're always thinking about something, just spacing out." "Hey, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

I innocently opened the car door, pretending not to know anything, slung my small handbag over my shoulder, and muttered,

"Let's go, let's go," while gently nudging my daughter Junjun's shoulder.

"Hmph, pretending to be stupid again." My daughter pouted, pulling her suitcase backwards with a rather displeased expression, and followed me into the hotel I had booked online in advance.

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I hadn't looked at the hotels in the scenic area carefully online beforehand, just randomly choosing based on high star ratings. I didn't expect that once I entered the hotel, I would discover that it was a family-run inn with a Japanese style. From the solid wood counter to the open-plan dining room on the first floor, which was covered with canvas and mainly served Japanese food, everything was designed to create a sense of privacy and nostalgia in the relatively small space. As someone who is used to the sand, concrete, and skyscrapers of the city, this Japanese-style inn with its old-fashioned charm was very much to my liking.

It was a pleasant surprise, and from the corner of my eye, I could see that my daughter, Junjun, also seemed very satisfied.

The only slight drawback was that the receptionist, who was responsible for both cashiering and greeting guests, wasn't a pretty young woman. Instead, I saw a middle-aged man who looked to be nearing forty, with a bulbous nose, thick lips, balding hair, and a slightly overweight build, seemingly mired in a Mediterranean crisis.

"Hello."

Although I inwardly felt this man was far too unpleasant to look at, making me feel quite disgusted, my face remained impassive despite my decades of experience navigating the complexities of society. I offered a professional smile without any hesitation:

"I made a reservation online. Is it possible to check in today?" "Of course."

Compared to his unpleasant appearance, the man's smile and enthusiasm when greeting guests were quite commendable, deserving a five-star rating.

Sigh, this looks-obsessed society… it's so unfair.

After experiencing the man's attentive service, I silently lamented.

However, as someone who has been a school beauty since childhood, this statement seemed a bit like whining after getting a good deal.

If it weren't for that scumbag who tricked me…

ah, I've accidentally fallen into another strange state.

I quickly looked at the man. Thankfully, although his smile, with his features scrunched up, was really disgusting, he had a good temper and wasn't angry because I hadn't responded.

"If you made a reservation online, just show us your ID card," he said. Hearing this, I pushed my daughter's and my ID cards over, putting my arm around my daughter's shoulder (though she pushed me away in disgust). After watching him type on the computer for a while, he said, "Congratulations, ma'am. You and your daughter are our tenth lucky guests today, and you can receive two free dinner vouchers." He then returned the two stamped vouchers along with our ID cards. My

luck has been really good lately.

I glanced down at the free vouchers; they read in large print: "All-you-can-eat Japanese Restaurant Voucher." Below that was a smaller line: "Valid only today."

"Then we'll have Japanese food tonight."

My daughter tilted her head expectantly, looking towards the dining room behind the curtain.

"Okay."

I smiled and patted Junjun's long hair, only to be met with another impatient eye roll from her.

Ugh! Annoying!

Why are other people's daughters so sweet and caring, while my little sister is so hard to manage?

So sad, I'm such a failure as a single mother with no authority! orz... My name is "Yang Tao," and I'm also a "hunter."

In the black market, my team is very famous among adult film enthusiasts. This fame comes from my constant stream of high-quality adult film masterpieces, because without exception, the heroines in each of my works not only meet several highly praised criteria in the adult film community—"an innocent and unaware woman," "diverse gameplay," and "stimulating scenarios"—but of course, the most important of all is "high颜值 (good looks)." Today, a new prey has arrived.

I'm extremely satisfied with today's prey; it's arguably my most satisfying prey in recent times. She's attractive enough to be the leading lady in my next blockbuster.

Perfect.

Not just her flawless features, but among the beauties I've hunted, there are countless, so the poor girl's mere looks are no longer my focus.

The most important thing is to have something to offer, something to generate buzz—a mother and daughter. Judging by appearances alone, the excessively young mother paired with the flawless high school girl could easily pass for sisters.

Fantastic.

Fantastic.

I eagerly watch the mother and daughter drink the juice I specially prepared for them, watching their charming conversation and radiant smiles. My lower body is already rock hard.

The waiting time may feel like an eternity, but even with a long and arduous lieutenant, as long as the quality of the prey is high enough, my patience will only grow.

The moonlight outside the window is already high.

I glance at my watch.

7:46 PM. I leaned down slightly, my eyes glued to the footage from the pinhole camera on my phone: after drinking the special beverage, the two girls were already incredibly sleepy as soon as they got back to their room. The daughter, yawning incessantly, lay sprawled on her side on the bed, while short videos streamed across the screen. The noise didn't seem to bother her increasingly drooping eyelids. Her mouth was slightly open, glistening with barely concealed saliva, and her gaze was unfocused as she looked at the screen. Her rounded breasts, reminiscent of her mother's, rose and fell gently with her soft breathing. Her long, snow-white legs were crossed and draped over the edge of the bed, the mystery beneath her legs hidden beneath the hem of her short skirt. Following the camera's view, I saw she wore short, white socks with lace trim, her soles facing outwards, spotless.

Her mother had entered the bathroom more than ten minutes earlier, perhaps because she had taken a larger dose of the drug than her daughter, or perhaps because it was intentional on my part. She was now slid naked in a corner of the bathroom, her head drooping, her long, thick black hair cascading over her shoulders, her back against the white wall. Her small, unresponsive hands gripped the still-flowing showerhead. Under the multi-angle surveillance cameras positioned around the walls, half of the small jets of water were aimed directly at her most private area—the soft, tender clitoris. But even with such intense physical stimulation, her eyelids only twitched slightly; her senses, forced into a deep sleep, were utterly powerless against the domineering effects of the drug.

The moment had arrived.

I skillfully scanned the pre-prepared master key onto the electronic lock. With a crisp click, my lips involuntarily stretched to the limit of my jaw.

Even though I had casually vented my desires on countless beautiful girls in the past, this time, for this unique and beautiful prey, I still felt an even greater thrill.

The thrill of a stunningly beautiful mother and daughter was far more than just a simple one-on-one encounter.

I strode into the room without a care, and as usual, after closing the door, I started fiddling with my professional photography equipment. Suddenly, I heard a soft, kitten-like moan coming from the bed behind me. Curious, I turned around. Seemingly, because of the noise from the doorway, the girl lying on the bed had softly rolled over. Her large, unfocused eyes reflected the approaching, disgustingly smiling middle-aged man.

"Hmm?" she murmured, her small mouth slightly open.

But her mind, controlled by the drug, was too dull to think clearly. The girl, barely developed and not yet fully mature, felt something was wrong, but her limp body was incapable of responding properly in this powerless state.

"It's so late, little sister, go to sleep."

Looking at the scene before me that gave me a surge of pleasure, I couldn't help but chuckle maliciously. This is the kind of atmosphere you get from date rape!

Unaware and oblivious, by day they are princesses and queens so arrogant they wouldn't even deign to glance at you, young ladies you could never hope to reach. But at night, unknowingly, they are forced into becoming lambs in your hands, to be trampled and played with at will—their proud bodies forced into a deep sleep, limp and boneless, their once noble forms now at your filthy hands' mercy. Their sensitive nipples and moist vulvas, under your rough or gentle caresses, reveal the allure they would only offer to their daytime crush.

"Uncle's here to celebrate with you today, little sister. Tonight is your coming-of-age ceremony." "Don't forget Uncle's big cock, little sister." I pulled down my pants, revealing a huge, hard, black cock, engorged with veins, its dark glans oozing clear fluid from its tip. "See that? See that? Little sister, is your boyfriend at school as big as Uncle's?"

"Hahahaha!" I laughed, picking up a silk scarf and covering the girl's eyes. Then my fingers slid down, tracing her delicate cheeks and rosy neck, before easily finding her tender peach garden, a place no one had ever been able to reach before. I paused slightly before tearing off her black suspenders, my movements gentle yet laced with an uncontrollable violence. My touch quickened, and as the girl's virgin fragrance filled my nostrils, my rough fingertips touched her incredibly soft and smooth skin. My breathing grew heavier, and my eyes began to fill with impulsive bloodshot.

It was pink.

I bit down on her nipple, and her virgin body responded fiercely to my roughness. Although under the influence of the drug, her resistance was barely perceptible; her gentle, almost caressing movements only fueled my passion.

"No, no…"

she whimpered, but all I saw were a pair of luscious lips, yearning for fulfillment.

I kissed her forcefully, ignoring her whimpers. My tongue, already honed to perfection, quickly emptied her mouth, along with her sweet saliva. I could even hear her sobs through her nose, lips to lips.

If I weren't still somewhat concerned about how things would end afterward, I would never have let go of such an untouched, virgin-sweet jelly.

Under the influence of the drug's anterograde amnesia, the girl would forget everything that had happened that night. Therefore, knowing that prolonged pleasure is true pleasure, I couldn't go too far.

So I began to explore other parts of the girl's beautiful body. You see, this was untouched virgin territory, the best place for sex masters like myself to splash ink.

People often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul.

And what I use to cleanse my eyes are often the most carefully guarded and most beautiful private sanctuaries of pure girls.

Thus, I, who most enjoy destroying purity, ruthlessly left my own marks on the sacred ground that the girl had once sworn to protect. I did what all the other boys in school had always wanted to do but dared not—with a face full of anticipation, I guessed a riddle while slowly lifting Junjun's skirt as if revealing the answer:

"Ha, it's white."

Yes, pure white panties are a very conservative style, but dissatisfied, I pulled them up again, and thus, the well-behaved girl was wearing a pair of sexy panties that she had never dared to imagine before.

"That's more like it."

"A slutty little bitch should wear slutty panties. But since you dare to wear a thong, isn't your little sister's pussy already overflowing with desire for an old man's penis?" I lewdly admired Junjun's new erotic outfit for a while, but I was not satisfied with that, so I reached inside with my finger. After touching the barrier symbolizing the girl's purity in the wet and tight sensation, I withdrew again, licking the semen on my fingertip with lingering satisfaction.

"So beautiful."

I used my fingers to slightly peel back a corner of Junjun's panties, my eyes lingering on this high school girl's pink vulva. The two labia, still tightly closed due to their lack of development, revealed a sparsely haired mons pubis with only a few cute downy hairs. I was immediately aroused, and plucked a hair as a keepsake. Looking down, I saw the tiny anus hidden between her two pert buttocks, shyly retracting inwards, slightly pink, a bud about to bloom amidst a fragrant aroma.

Faced with such a beautiful sight, my lustful mind couldn't possibly miss it. So I picked up my finger and gently probed, but even with force, I could only insert half a knuckle before my finger was gripped so tightly it felt incredibly pleasurable. If I could penetrate it directly, I wondered what heavenly pleasure that would be.

However, this was too dangerous. An untouched bud can't be picked on the first day; if I wanted to savor it later, I would have to put in more effort in this regard.

However, I lingered for over ten minutes, caressing and licking this soft, tender opening before moving on to another spot. I continued downwards, stroking and kneading the girl's straight, soft thighs, then her smooth, supple calves, and finally her beautiful feet clad in white socks.

Beautiful things are always meant to be enjoyed last, and as a seasoned foot fetishist, admiring the delicate feet of beautiful women in various ways is one of my greatest hobbies.

With my deliberately grown fingernail, I gently brushed back and forth across the girl's tender, sensitive soles. I saw Junjun's toes immediately wriggle from the tickling sensation, and in that instant, the flawless white socks connected with her beautiful flesh, creating beautiful, undulating curves that made me irresistibly want to quickly pull off the girl's white socks to see if her snow-white soles were as pure and flawless as the white socks she wore.

And so did I.

I immediately followed my instinctive desires, gently pulling at Junjun's white socks, starting from her ankle, bit by bit. I traced the path the socks took off her foot, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her feet. Slowly, I moved downwards, downwards, and downwards again, until I saw her incredibly pink soles and the delicate, shimmering toenails on her pretty toes.

I couldn't help but linger on those beautiful feet, licking them again and again, feeling every moment she curled up in ticklish pleasure. I felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, and this unparalleled euphoria made my penis, which had been rubbing against Junjun's thighs, uncontrollably ejaculate in the next spasm, spraying thick, white semen all over the girl's pure skin.

There was no intermission. A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Even after ejaculating, I still held the girl's bare foot and licked it, eager to get back into the game. I grabbed Junjun's smooth little hand and repeatedly stroked my limp penis. Before long, it was erect again, but this time I wasn't satisfied with just the pressure between her thighs. But I couldn't resist, so I sucked on Junjun's toes for a while longer before reluctantly letting go of her legs. I stripped her naked in one go, put my hands under her armpits, and carried her to the bathroom where the sound of running water was constant.

It seemed my penis wouldn't get a rest tonight.

Looking at the mother and daughter, whom I had arranged and who were leaning against each other in the corner of the bathroom, a breathtaking sight, I knew tonight would be a sleepless night.

But wasn't this exactly what I had been dreaming of? I chuckled softly, picked up four vibrating eggs, and taped them—one above the other—between Junjun's breasts and her clitoris and anus. Listening to the incessant, erotic buzzing in my ears, I figured I hadn't completely neglected this little girl who had so deeply satisfied my foot fetish. And now, I should properly repay this slutty mother for her wise decision to bring her daughter on this trip.

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