It's all the fault of porn!

On a lazy Sunday afternoon, the streets were deserted, and the video rental shop was no exception. The owner, Zhang Jinli, leaned back in his high-backed chair behind the counter, completely relaxed. For nearly two or three hours, not a single customer had come in.

Two years ago, Zhang Jinli was a low-level employee at a trading company. At a gathering, he listened to his wife's classmate's husband, Xiao Yang, enthusiastically describing his video rental shop: "...It's incredibly lucrative... You know... a pirated theatrical film only costs 100 yuan to copy... then you can copy 30 or 50 more... renting a video for 30 or 50 yuan... it's fucking rip-off..."

At his most smug, Xiao Yang added with a sly glint in his eye, "Especially porn... no shortage of renters... 80% of the shop's revenue comes from porn..." Hearing about these lucrative opportunities, Zhang Jinli's heart itched; he too wanted a piece of the pie in this industry.

Zhang Jinli poured his savings of many years into the video rental business. Sure enough, business boomed from the very beginning, leaving Zhang Jinli's hands aching from handling so much money, making him feel incredibly shrewd.

Zhang Jinli was also quite ruthless, buying ten VCRs at once and placing them at home for his wife to manage. When new movies arrived, she would copy dozens at a time; after just one round of rentals, she would not only break even but also make a profit. Adult films, in particular, were in high demand. Zhang Jinli even set up a small room at the back of the shop specifically for storing adult films and pirated copies. To prevent surprise inspections, he installed an electronic lock, the switch of which was under the counter, and only regular customers were allowed in.

However, even the most shrewd Zhang Jinli had his oversights. Perhaps he shouldn't have let his wife manage the copying.

Copying other ordinary tapes was fine; however, when monitoring the copying of adult films, the problem became significant. His wife would often get engrossed and excited while watching. At first, he would just frequently change her damp underwear, but later, for convenience, he simply stopped wearing underwear altogether. If he needed to sit down to monitor her, he would just use a towel as a mat, since he was home alone

anyway. During that time, Zhang Jinli suddenly noticed that his wife seemed to have a particular fondness for cold cucumber salad and scrambled eggs with carrots… because she ate it almost every day or two, which Zhang Jinli found tiresome and

caused him to lose his temper several times. The only thing that Zhang Jinli found quite pleasant was that whenever he lay down on the bed, his wife's vulva was always warm and moist, like a freshly steamed bun, and it would rub against his thigh.

Zhang Jinli didn't need to caress or tease his wife at all; he could easily thrust his erect penis straight into her vagina. His wife's almost daily demands made Zhang Jinli feel incredibly powerful, possessing an irresistible masculine attraction, capable of making women swoon without even needing any sexual enhancements.

The air conditioner in the room was set to 21 degrees Celsius, but the dozen or so video recorders working busily were scorching hot. Lin Meimei felt the same way; her mouth was dry, and her skin was burning.

Meimei had just finished copying two Hong Kong-made Category III films and was now copying this Japanese adult film. Once all the machines were running smoothly, Meimei let out a sigh of relief and reclined on a folding lounge chair. Her soft pink silk nightgown clung to her body, accentuating her enviable curves; the unbuttoned buttons revealed an alluring V-shape from her snow-white neck to her lower abdomen.

"Huh!" Meimei looked at the monitor in surprise, thinking, "Even the videotapes have commercials!" "...This is the first time I've seen this..."

"...I'm so lonely...I need you...please listen to me..." A seductive female voice came from the monitor's loudspeaker: "...Do you want to know me better...please dial 0204..."

Mei Mei couldn't help but laugh at it, thinking: "...Men are so boring...just listening to her moaning and groaning...in the end she still takes care of herself...you can't see her, you can't touch her...what's so fun about that..." Thinking of this, Mei Mei suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "...you can't see her, you can't touch her...you can't see her, you can't touch her..." she murmured to herself.

Mei Mei's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cunning look in her eyes. She reached for the phone and dialed a number casually. After a few rings, a strange man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello!"

Mei Mei pinched her nose, her voice soft and weak, full of sexiness: "...Um...are you alone?"

"Who are you looking for?" The voice seemed to tremble a little.

"I'm looking for you!...Ah..." Mei Mei began to rub her breasts.

"Who are you...what do you want?"

"...Um...I'm...um...touching my...breasts...um...so good..." Meimei moaned provocatively, "I'm squeezing...it feels good...ah...powerful...so good...um..." "...

" Only the sound of swallowing and increasingly heavy breathing could be heard from the other end of the phone.

"Um...now um...I want to...touch my...my pussy...um...it's so wet...oh..." Meimei said lewd words she wouldn't normally say. To her surprise, she didn't feel ashamed at all, but rather felt it added to the ambiance and made her feel even more comfortable, as if these lewd words allowed her to release the lust coursing through her body.

Suddenly, a distant female voice came from the other end of the phone: "...Ah Yuan, who called..." Then, a reluctant and flustered voice said, "...No one...wrong number...'Click!'" The phone was disconnected!

*Beep beep* A victorious smile spread across Mei Mei's lips... The microphone gradually moved closer to her crotch...

"Boss!" Hong Lina greeted Zhang Jinli while closing her parasol, "Any new films?"

"Oh, Miss Hong! Yes, yes..." Zhang Jinli quickly stood up, his face beaming, repeating
"Yes" several times. Zhang Jinli's sudden excitement wasn't because a customer had come in, but because the person who came was Hong Lina.

Hong Lina was a regular customer of the shop, and a big one at that. As far as Zhang Jinli knew, Hong Lina had been married, but her husband had passed away two years ago, leaving her a considerable inheritance; she currently lived alone, and according to her registration information, she lived in an upscale residential area. A single, wealthy woman, whether married or not, always carries an air of ambiguous mystery, arousing curiosity and endless fantasies.

However, what intrigued and puzzled Zhang Jinli even more was Hong Lina's love for watching porn. She had rented almost every type of porn, adult film, and Category III film in the shop, and had even discussed her "experiences" with Zhang Jinli without batting an eye. She said, "Category III films are so fake! You can tell at a glance that the important parts aren't touched... And Japanese adult films use sprays or add methacin, and the actresses' moans are too exaggerated... The best porn films have a plot... It's just the two of them having sex from beginning to end, with lots of close-up shots, it's disgusting..."

If a male customer discussed porn with Zhang Jinli, he would chat freely about the topic; but when Hong Lina talked about the same thing, Zhang Jinli seemed somewhat embarrassed, only responding with "uh-huh! Oh!" without any real agreement. Moreover, Zhang Jinli's mind was constantly racing, trying to decipher Hong Lina's intentions. Was she open-minded and talkative? Or was she numb to relationships and had no inhibitions? Or was it loneliness that led him to take advantage of the situation? ...

Although Zhang Jinli wasn't exactly a saint or a paragon of virtue, he wasn't one to be easily swayed by beauty either. His motto was: "I, Zhang Jinli, don't do things I'm not sure of!" Therefore, Zhang Jinli wouldn't make a move until he was certain of Hong Lina's thoughts and intentions. However, Hong Lina was like a cunning fox playing tricks on her hunter, sometimes close, sometimes distant, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, leaving Zhang Jinli completely bewildered and seething with frustration.

So, every time Hong Lina came to the store to rent movies, Zhang Jinli would immediately become excited, then use explicit topics or seemingly unintentional physical contact to test her attitude. Of course, Zhang Jinli wouldn't let this golden opportunity slip by.

Zhang Jinli took out three videotapes from under the counter, showed the titles to Hong Lina, and said, "These three are specially reserved for you. This one, 'Mistaken Love,' is a Japanese incestuous sibling film; this one, 'Pink Alien,' is a Danish Star Wars pornographic version..." Zhang Jinli introduced the content of each film one by one, and finally said, "Not only do they have plots, but the plots are quite attractive!"

"Thank you!" Hong Lina said with a smile, "Have you seen them all?"

Zhang Jinli said almost smugly, "I've seen every film on my TV. After watching them, I can tell how the plot will develop just by looking at the beginning. Who knows, maybe one day I'll become a director because of this!"

As Zhang Jinli spoke, he put the videotapes into a bag and handed them to Hong Lina, casually touching her hand. Whether Hong Lina was oblivious or indifferent, she neither pulled her hand away nor refused. She merely glanced at the videotape in her hand and said pointedly, "You watch so many, aren't you afraid you won't feel anything?"

Zhang Jinli suddenly jolted; he really did feel something… he sensed Hong Lina was teasing him. As if his lust was about to overwhelm him, Zhang Jinli grabbed Hong Lina's hand desperately, feigning composure as he said, "Of course not, these kinds of films always excite me every time I watch them…" Zhang Jinli looked up at Hong Lina, attempting to provoke her further, and said slyly, "Tell me, would you watch these films 'quietly'?" Hong

Lina maintained her usual smile, withdrew her hand from Zhang Jinli's grasp, and as she turned to leave, she uttered a cryptic remark: "What do you think?"

Zhang Jinli, like a defeated rooster, slowly sat down, thinking: '...How can I make her willingly sleep with me once...just once is enough...even if it kills me, I'll be willing...I'll go crazy if this continues...'

Several hours passed, and the customers returning films near dusk kept Zhang Jinli busy for a while. It wasn't until almost eight o'clock that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, and looked at the empty shop, his mind naturally filled with lustful thoughts of Hong Lina.

Suddenly, a phone rang, almost startling the absent-minded Zhang Jinli. Reluctantly, Zhang Jinli picked up the receiver and said weakly, "Hello...First!" He habitually gave the shop's name.

"...Mmm...I want...you touch me...ah...faster...oh...I can't take it anymore...touch me...mmm..." A sexy, seductive, and lewd voice came from the phone.

Zhang Jinli was shocked as if he had been electrocuted. He almost dropped the receiver. Only one name came to mind: "Hong Lina!?" Zhang Jinli didn't speak. He listened more carefully, trying to confirm who she was from the voice on the phone.

"...It's all your fault...making me watch...this kind of movie...mmm...I'm all wet..." A coquettish voice came from the phone: "...Look...my panties are soaked...making me take them off...I want you to pay me back..."

Zhang Jinli couldn't help but press hard on his swollen and protruding crotch. His tense emotions made him not know how to answer. He asked a ridiculous question: "Who are you...where are you...what do you want..." Zhang Jinli also felt that he had suddenly lost his shrewdness. He awkwardly adjusted his question and was annoyed that he had lost his composure.

"...You're just...asking a question you already know the answer to..." Her soft voice was full of teasing and mockery: "...Hurry up...put your...that big meat stick...in...inside...oh...I want...I want...I want yours..."

Zhang Jinli truly had a knack for self-control. He took a deep breath, thinking: "If I don't keep her hooked, she might hang up the phone at any moment, and then I'll really lose this great opportunity..." He went along with her words and said soothingly, "Okay, I'll do whatever you want! But you have to tell me what you're doing right now?" Zhang Jinli's words were really clever; he was trying to add fuel to the fire and make her unable to stop.

"...I'm watching porn..." She had indeed taken Zhang Jinli's bait: "...Seeing them...doing it so well...I want it too...um...it's so itchy down there...I can't scratch it..."

Zhang Jinli was certain that she was Hong Lina; it must have been the three porn videos from that afternoon and his teasing words that had worked. Zhang Jinli began to feel like he was slowly getting into the swing of things, like eating sugarcane backwards. He said steadily, "So, did you touch your breasts? Tell me, how did you touch them?"

"...Mmm...you're so naughty...I want you to touch them..." The soft voice on the phone seemed to be trying to take the initiative: "...Now...your...penis...is it...so big...so big...do you...want me...don't want...to fuck me..."

Zhang Jinli really couldn't suppress his rising emotions any longer and hurriedly said, "Now? Okay, I'm coming right away!"

"...Mmm...that's a good girl...hurry up...don't make me...wait too long..." The phone call ended amidst the moans from the pornographic film.

Zhang Jinli quickly hung up the phone, immediately checked the computer, confirmed the address in Hong Lina's registration information, then quickly packed up and closed early. Zhang Jinli hopped on his motorcycle and headed straight for Hong Lina's house, thinking, "Strike while the iron is hot. Women's hearts are truly unpredictable. If I don't hurry, give her time to regret it, then it'll all be for nothing..."

Looking at the heavily guarded residential complex, Zhang Jinli hesitated. He worried that if he went through the security guard's announcement, Hong Lina might suddenly change her mind and back out! The closer he got to the guardhouse, the more nervous he became.

"Hey! Boss Zhang, it's so late, who are you looking for?" a voice called from inside the guardhouse.

Zhang Jinli saw that the guard was Old Ye, a member of the shop, and he relaxed. However, Zhang Jinli was too embarrassed to say he was looking for Hong Lina, lest it cause trouble. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He took two videotapes from the motorcycle's trunk—new films that had just arrived that day, which he had planned to take home and copy—but now they became props for his lie.

Zhang Jinli waved the videotape in his hand and said, "Miss Hong on the eighth floor of Building C asked me to deliver a new movie to her, so I specially brought it over for her!"

Old Ye chuckled and said, "Wow! Your service is really thorough, no wonder your business is so good!" He opened the visitor registration book and respectfully handed over a pen: "I know you're fine, but you still have to show some courtesy, so I don't have trouble explaining myself!"

Zhang Jinli knew the rules; at least Old Ye didn't make things difficult for him by confiscating his documents or anything, so he gladly took the pen, signed his name, and casually said, "Thank you!" Then he walked towards the direction Old Ye pointed—Building C!

In the elevator, Zhang Jinli started thinking about how to get her later, he had to make her completely submissive, like someone trapped in the stock market. The elevator doors opened on the eighth floor, Zhang Jinli stepped out of the elevator, adjusted his engorged penis, walked to the carved wooden door, and pressed the doorbell.

Hong Lina opened the door ajar, her expression a mixture of surprise and suspicion. "Mr. Zhang, it's you! What can I do for you?" she exclaimed, instinctively clutching her open blouse. However, the sounds of "Ahhh... umm..." coming from the television made her blush with embarrassment.

Seeing Hong Lina hesitate, Zhang Jinli knew he couldn't miss this golden opportunity. He roughly pushed open the door, causing Hong Lina to stumble back a couple of steps. In a flash, Zhang Jinli embraced Hong Lina, showering her with a passionate, fervent kiss. Without looking back, he closed the door behind him, his eyes fixed on Hong Lina, her alluring figure barely concealed by her loose, long nightgown.

"...Ah...what are you doing...mmm..." Startled by Zhang Jinli's sudden action, Hong Lina opened her mouth to scream, but her mouth was immediately sealed shut. A wet, soft tongue, like a serpent, slithered into her mouth. Hong Lina struggled desperately, but Zhang Jinli held her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free. Zhang Jinli cursed inwardly, "You hypocrite! You seduced me first!"

In a panic, Hong Lina seized the opportunity as Zhang Jinli moved his lips, lightly biting her earlobe. She opened her mouth as if to scream for help, but the stimulation prevented her from uttering "Help!" Instead, she let out a soft "Ahhh!" The sensation emanating from her earlobe was a familiar, long-dormant pleasure. An unbearable tingling sensation coursed through her body, causing Hong Lina to gasp for breath and shiver. Her

defensive stance crumbled completely when Zhang Jinli's hand touched her breasts! Her reason told her to resist; but her aroused desire tempted her to abandon morality. Her body was a raw expression of her desire: her body was burning; her breasts were hardening; her vagina was gurgling. A soft rustling sound filled the air…

“…Ah…no…don’t…like this…umm…no…it’s so itchy…Mr. Zhang…ah…” Hong Lina continued to writhe, her hands pressing against Zhang Jinli’s chest with a mixture of pushing and stroking, seemingly offering a feeble resistance: “…No…you…ah…you can’t…ah…like this…”

These groans of refusal did nothing to deter Zhang Jinli! They only fueled his lust. Zhang Jinli gently pulled Hong Lina’s nightgown apart, letting it slide down her shoulders, while his hot lips rubbed against her neck and shoulders. As the soft nightgown slid down, Hong Lina’s snow-white breasts, proud peaks, smooth abdomen, and long, voluptuous thighs were revealed one by one.

All that remained on Hong Lina’s body was a tiny pair of panties, creating a stark contrast against her pristine white skin. A black, lace-trimmed, high-end garment stretched taut over her prominent vulva, making it seem as if it might burst forth at any moment; the pubic hair on either side, barely concealing her, curled haphazardly, resembling the edge of a pair of panties.

At this moment, Zhang Jinli moved his lips down, burying his face in her cleavage, inhaling the alluring scent of her breasts. Zhang Jinli seemed to have figured out that Hong Lina was a frozen volcano; once the stalemate was broken, a new and exciting world would unfold. The increasingly weak and powerless body in her arms further confirmed Zhang Jinli's guess, making him feel that he could now do as he pleased.

The long-awaited sexual pleasure gradually resurfaced; Hong Lina closed her eyes, looking utterly intoxicated, enjoying the joy of reliving a past dream. Hong Lina's body trembled with fever, her moans gradually drowning out the "uh-huh" sounds coming from the television. A long-suppressed desire was unearthed and laid bare in the sunlight by these frenzied actions; all restraint and persistence vanished like snow melting in spring, making what seemed so abrupt suddenly appear perfectly natural.

"...Ah...no...it's so itchy...uh-huh..." Zhang Jinli's short stubble stimulated her tender skin, causing Hong Lina to moan intermittently amidst shivers. Although Hong Lina cried out, "...it's so itchy...no..." her body felt incredibly pleasurable from the rubbing, her hands tightly gripping the back of Zhang Jinli's head, making the contact even tighter and more intimate.

When Zhang Jinli's lips pressed against her hard nipple, Hong Lina felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed weakly onto the sofa. In an instant, Hong Lina's desire seemed to reach its peak. She almost roughly tugged at Zhang Jinli's clothes, and like a woman who had been deprived of sex for many days, she moaned, "...Mmm...so good...ah...good...mmm..." At the same time, she freed one hand to explore Zhang Jinli's penis through his pants.

Zhang Jinli quickly removed his shirt, thinking, "This is more like you on the phone." He knelt beside the sofa, casually pulling off Hong Lina's panties, lowered his head, and began licking her thighs, slowly moving towards her sparsely haired pubic area; at the same time, he removed his own pants, allowing his swollen, almost numb penis to see the light of day again.

Hong Lina naturally spread her legs, thrusting her lower body to cooperate with Zhang Jinli's licking movements. She felt as if time had turned back to two years ago, to that moment when she and her husband were deeply entwined. Zhang Jinli's tongue deftly teased the clitoris between Hong Lina's labia; meanwhile, he inserted his middle finger into her vagina, the slippery, lustful fluid making his exploration unimpeded, filling his mouth with a sour taste.

Zhang Jinli felt his finger tightly enveloped in the warm, narrow passage, the vaginal walls undulating with Hong Lina's movements, making his finger feel as if it were being chewed and sucked. He heard Hong Lina's drawn-out moans: "...Oh...deeper...ah...good...ah...so good...husband...mmm...deeper...husband..." Hong Lina was in a hallucination, playing with her husband.

Zhang Jinli adjusted his position, leaning over Hong Lina, close to her genitals, pressing the head of his penis against her vaginal opening, rotating his hips, and slowly lowering his waist. As if breaking down the action, the head of his penis slowly parted her labia and entered the opening; the foreskin retracted, and the penis disappeared inch by inch.

Hong Lina moaned, a mixture of pain and pleasure, as she felt her vagina being filled. She swayed her hips, letting the penis inside stimulate every corner of her vaginal walls, experiencing the difference between a real penis and a dildo.

"...Ah...harder...ahh...good...comfortable...um...it's been so long...ah...I haven't tasted...this...so good...um...ah..." Hong Lina's whole body moved, arching and trembling; her supple waist thrust and tossed her hips: "...comfortable...ahh...extremely...reaching...ahh...all the way...ahh..." Hong Lina gasped, her moans becoming increasingly lewd and high-pitched.

Although Zhang Jinli was on top of Hong Lina, her intense body reaction made her actively devour his penis. Zhang Jinli's body was lifted up, and he was amazed by the woman's body, which could perform such strenuous movements so smoothly that he could enjoy even greater sexual pleasure without expending much effort in thrusting his penis.

Zhang Jinli felt that although Hong Lina's vagina was narrow, the abundant lubrication of her vaginal fluids allowed his penis to be tightly wrapped and slide smoothly. Coupled with Hong Lina's almost greedy demands, her vigorous and relentless twisting brought him to a rapid climax. A wave of intense, tingling stimulation shot through his penis and base. Although Zhang Jinli was extremely reluctant to ejaculate, he had no choice.

Zhang Jinli propped himself up with his hands, channeling all his strength into his penis, and thrusting his hips forward in a final sprint, pushing his penis deep into her vagina. Zhang Jinli gasped for breath, "...Ah...I'm coming...coming...it's all yours...ah..."

Hong Lina clearly felt the penis inside her vagina rapidly swelling, causing her pleasure to surge as well. Hong Lina raised her legs high, wrapping them around Zhang Jinli's waist and hips; her hands also tightly embraced his upper body, pressing their bodies together so tightly that there was no airflow or leakage.

Then, thick streams of hot semen, like jets of water, shot from the glans into the depths of her vagina, unexpectedly meeting the surging heat flowing from her uterus. The result of their mutual collision was a surging wave, stirring up the ultimate pleasure of sex. "...Ah...mmm...ah..." The cries of the two rose and fell, intertwining.

After a series of stiff spasms, Zhang Jinli's body slowly relaxed; Hong Lina, trembling violently, involuntarily dug her nails into the skin of Zhang Jinli's back, leaving faint, bleeding scratches and several crescent-shaped marks.

"...Shh...shh..." The television screen was completely dark; the program had ended sometime earlier, and a piercing static blared from the speakers, gradually drowning out their groans and breathing; however, they seemed to lack the strength to get up and turn it off...

Truly, "A happy occasion makes one feel refreshed!" Zhang Jinli twirled his keychain with his index finger, humming a light melody as he skipped along the stairwell of his apartment building. He recalled Hong Lina's shy words before he left, "...You have to watch porn with me from now on... Tomorrow I'll throw away those fake things... No matter how realistic they are, they can't compare to you..."... And the ambiguous, suggestive smile of the security guard, Old Ye...

Before opening the door, Zhang Jinli suddenly worried whether he would be able to handle his wife's nagging again.

"Huh!" Zhang Jinli looked at the dark living room and immediately felt something was wrong. The living room was usually lit up, and his wife was always sitting on the sofa waiting, but now...

"Who!" Zhang Jinli suddenly heard heavy breathing in the darkness. He quickly turned on the light and saw his wife sitting on the sofa, breathing heavily.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jinli walked over and sat down next to his wife.

"Hmph!" His wife pouted. "Didn't you say you'd be right back? How come you've made me wait for almost three hours? It's only been thirty minutes from the shop to home! And I called to urge you, but no one answered. Tell me, where the hell have you been?..." A barrage of questions came like a machine gun. His wife spoke with a mixture of grievance and anger.

At first, Zhang Jinli was completely confused, but as he slowly pieced together the situation, he suddenly realized why his wife was angry. But then a chill ran from his feet to the top of his head. From his wife's questions, Zhang Jinli realized that the lewd phone call was actually from his wife, not Hong Lina.

Zhang Jinli, on a sudden impulse, quickly echoed his wife's words, "Yes! I was supposed to go home right away, but a customer called and said his VCR was broken and the tape was stuck, so he asked me to come and fix it. That's why I'm late!"

"Really?" His wife's tone softened.

"Yes!" Zhang Jinli began to tremble and break out in a cold sweat.

He thought back to how he had inadvertently gone to Hong Lina's place; if she had cried out, "Help!" he might not be back now. Zhang Jinli muttered to his wife, "Don't play jokes like that again! You could kill someone!"

But in his heart, he thought, 'But it was actually quite funny…'

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