Jinlian Anecdotes

Speaking of Zishi Street in Qinghe County, Dongping Prefecture, although it is not the most prosperous street in the county, it is particularly lively from six to nine o'clock every morning. People from all directions come and go in an endless stream, and all kinds of hawking and bargaining sounds are mixed with the screams of chickens, geese and ducks.
However, in a secluded little building by the street, a scene of springtime unfolded: two naked women were performing a breathtaking spectacle on the bed. One was a beautiful young woman of about twenty-two or twenty-three, and the other was a girl of only fourteen or fifteen.
The beautiful young woman lay sprawled, her eyes glazed and alluring, her flushed cheeks displaying a complex expression of ecstasy. Her two snow-white breasts were round and smooth like soup bowls. Her left hand kneaded her breast incessantly, her slender fingers gently squeezing the ripe, red nipple, while her right hand pushed the other nipple towards her thin, moist lips. Below her flat, smooth abdomen, a small mound rose slightly, barren and bare, like a steaming bun with a freshly caught abalone sandwiched inside—reminiscent of a sandwich often eaten by foreigners.
The young girl knelt between the young woman's thighs, her snow-white buttocks raised high, fully exposing the still-developing clam to the world. A crack appeared in the clam, revealing a tiny pearl shimmering with alluring light. The pearl quietly slipped away from the crack, but the clam didn't let it escape easily, attempting to hold it back with a silken thread. However, the thread couldn't bear the pearl's weight and slowly thinned and lengthened. Suddenly, the thread snapped, and the pearl finally escaped, hiding under the sheets and disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving only a tiny trace.
The young woman paid no heed to any of this; she was completely absorbed in using her nimble tongue to gently trace the plump slices of abalone before her. She was like a highly skilled musician playing a primal instrument, her delicate fingers dancing joyfully to the rhythm of her lips. At times, it was like the Three Variations on Plum Blossom; at others, like Wild Geese Descending on a Sandbar; at still others, like Butterfly Spring; at still others, like galloping warhorses—a continuous stream of enchanting melodies flowed from the young woman's lips, melodious and lingering.
Suddenly, the young woman let out a heart-stopping scream: "Ah...it's out...ah...whoosh..."
The young woman, panting, said, "My dear daughter... your technique is getting better and better... it feels so good for your mother..."
"Mommy, I want one too!" The girl rubbed her small breasts with her delicate hands and said in a sweet voice.
"Oh... my lovely daughter!" the young woman said seductively, "Then let your mother give my precious daughter the full service!"
Huh? Did I hear that right?
This kind of war without gunpowder should logically happen between men and women, so how come it's between two women, and a mother and daughter at that?
There was no mistake; they were indeed mother and daughter. The beautiful young woman's surname was Pan, and her name was Jinlian. The girl's name was Ying'er, and she was one of her adopted daughters. Although they weren't biologically related, their bond was stronger than that of blood relatives.
Since they are mother and daughter, how could they do such an absurd thing?
This is what is meant by a child without a mother—it's a long story, so let's start from Pan Jinlian's birth and slowly unravel this mystery.
There's a rather unusual story about Pan Jinlian's birth. Her father was Pan Quanzhong, a tailor from the south gate of Qinghe County, whose skills were renowned. Her mother, Ouyang, was also quite beautiful. Although the family wasn't extremely wealthy, they were still relatively well-off.
Ouyang was ten months pregnant, eagerly awaiting the birth of her child. One day, feeling a tightness in her chest, she took a young maidservant out for some fresh air. Before they knew it, they had left the city gates. Wandering aimlessly, suddenly dark clouds rolled in, thunder roared, and a violent storm arrived in the blink of an eye. The poor mistress and maidservant had nowhere to hide and could only run forward in the wind and rain. They didn't know how much time had passed, but in their confusion and disorientation, they came to a peach grove. It was the season when peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the sudden storm had scattered petals everywhere. They noticed a particularly tall and lush peach tree in the grove, and strangely, the ground beneath it was dry, without a trace of rain, and covered with a thick layer of fallen blossoms. Overjoyed, they threw their weary bodies onto the soft peach blossoms. At that moment, Ouyang felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and fainted on the spot…
As he approached Jinlian's room, he suddenly heard the sound of rushing water and a woman's soft moans coming from inside. He knew from the familiar, seductive sounds that Jinlian must be taking a bath. He gently pushed the door and found it ajar. He was secretly delighted: Today I'm going to make a fortune off her!
He cautiously peeked inside and saw several pieces of clothing hanging on the screen at the entrance of the room. The sounds of water and moans were coming from behind the screen. He tiptoed into the room and closed the door tightly. Holding his breath, he approached the screen like a thief, but dared not barge in rashly, afraid of startling his prey. A strong lust within him ignited the urge to spy. Looking around, he spotted a small stool nearby. With a nervous heart, he moved the stool under the screen, carefully stepped onto it, and slowly peered down into the screen, gazing at the scene of passion within.

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