The Laughing Erotic Tale (04)

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Chapter 4 (First Encounter with Qingxia) It is said that Little Grey is a very good male prostitute. In this decadent brothel, chickens and male prostitutes coexist. Men call for chickens when they have needs, while women seek out male prostitutes. Seven Sister has quite a bit of knowledge about chickens and male prostitutes; she once told me about it. Legend has it that Li Shishi, a prostitute in the Song Dynasty, had a very loud voice and often disturbed others in the middle of the night. The brothel's doorman was puzzled and asked the watchman why Miss Shishi always asked for more. The watchman angrily replied: "She wants a bird (pronounced 'diao' in ancient times)." The doorman suddenly understood, and from then on, he respectfully called Li Shishi "You Niao" (meaning "another bird")! As people wrote it, it became "chicken." As for male prostitutes, their origin is from the Tang Dynasty. Empress Tianwu had the pleasure of meeting the brothers Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi. One night after their lovemaking, she was very satisfied and said: "You are truly the best birds in the world (pronounced 'niao' in ancient times)!" She then presented a plaque to be hung in the Zhang residence with five large characters: "Best Birds in the World!" Back then, before eyeglasses were invented, many people mistook the character for "bird" (甲鸟) for "duck" (鸭). Later, it became a common usage that all men who slept with women were called "ducks" (鸭)! Little Grey is the best of the best among ducks. Yesterday, I gave him a good beating; if it were an ordinary person, they'd be bedridden for ten days or half a month. But this guy went to work on time today, without a single scratch, showing his incredible resilience. Thinking of his aunt Zixia, I feel a surge of urge to urinate, and my legs tremble. It's not that I'm afraid of her, it's just that I've been urinating much more often these past two days. Last night, I went to the toilet seven times in a row. After urinating, I came back and felt something was wrong, so I ran out again to urinate. Then I came back, felt something was wrong again, and urinated again… and so on, each time less than the last, until finally only two drops. Damn it, can't you just urinate all at once? Ah Mao said I had urinary incontinence, that I couldn't empty my bladder completely, and that it needed treatment… I pulled up my pants and ran to the outhouse, where I saw Ah Mao perched on the wall, peeping at me as I peed. I pointed at her and yelled, “Get down here and suck it out for me!” Ah Mao scrambled up the wall and dashed away in a flash, her movements incredibly swift and graceful, faster than a rabbit. Behind me came Zixia's voice. “Son, why don't you let your mother suck it out for you…” I yelled “Aww!” and scrambled up the wall too, fleeing in panic. Unexpectedly, I quickly overtook Ah Mao. Because Ah Mao had two legs, while I had four. Afterwards, I kept reflecting on why I reacted so strongly to Zixia. Completely baffled, I took out paper and pen and listed my bedroom records with Jiu Niang. Three bedroom encounters, a total of seventeen ejaculations, and Zixia's orgasms—zero!!! Damn! Speechless, I finally concluded that I couldn't beat her! Then, I thought of Little Grey. As the most outstanding male prostitute in the world, he shares the same lineage as Zixia, possessing the same endurance. Legend has it that Little Grey also has extraordinary aggression, able to seduce seven women in one night without ejaculating. Every woman he's been with, from the cleaning lady to the vegetable vendor, gives him a thumbs-up and praises him highly, earning him the Best Newcomer Award twice. Compared to him, I'm clearly inferior, and eager to get back at Zixia, I had to swallow my pride and ask him for advice. When I met Little Grey, he was painting. He was quite surprised by my visit. I placed the four silver ingots I'd earned from Jingjing in front of him. Looking at the silver, he seemed rather troubled: "Brother! I understand what you mean, but I've been having hemorrhoid problems these past few days. If you don't find it disgusting, then..." Saying this, he put down his brush, silently took off his belt, and stuck out his buttocks. Damn it, I quickly put away the silver, kicked him hard in the butt, and cursed, "Do I look like I'm here to be gay? I have serious business with you." "Oh, you're not gay?" Little Grey patted his butt, picked up his pen again, and without looking up, carefully scribbled on the paper. A duck drawing, and drawing with its butt exposed! I was very curious and looked down to watch. I couldn't help but marvel. On the surface, it was just an ordinary landscape painting, but upon closer inspection, it was full of profound meaning. It even made my manhood hard. Looking at the artist, his face was full of lewdness, and I couldn't help but admire him. I wanted to ask him for advice, so I said, "Brother Hui, at first glance, this painting shows just mountains and water. But it makes one's heart flutter and unable to stop. Please enlighten me on its subtle meaning." Little Hui bowed and smiled, "I am but a humble person, please forgive my foolishness, Brother Feng. We know that poets and writers throughout history have been accustomed to using female nudity as a subject, expressing their ideas through form and meaning. But most of them lack the feeling of spring, showing more talent than lewdness. So I focused on this, using breasts as lotus flowers, and the yin..." "The fur is grass down, the fallen petals are plum blossoms, and the gushing water is a waterfall—this is the romantic, symbolic style used to depict it." "Damn!" I pointed at the waterfall in the painting, horrified. "Brother, I admire your flirtatiousness. But this gushing river flows straight towards the Lushan Waterfall. Isn't such a powerful surge a bit overstated?" "Brother, you're mistaken. Women in the world are all wolves in bed. As the saying goes, 'Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, and fifty can suck up the earth.' If they can suck up the earth, then the amount of water is abundant, far beyond what three thousand can compare to. I'm not talented, but I've had countless women in my early twenties. Inspired by this, I created this painting. It's a true depiction of the scene, and it's unforgettable."
Hearing this, I lowered my head and remained silent, silently picking at my fingers. Such insight at such a young age! And then I thought of how I was utterly defeated by Jiu Niang, my ejaculation flowing like a torrent. I blushed with embarrassment and couldn't speak for a while. Little Grey patted my shoulder and asked, "Brother! Why did you hit me yesterday?" I knelt down with a thud and cried, "Little Grey, it's really not my fault yesterday. Take the money, but please don't tell your aunt about this." Little Grey held the money and, seeing my reaction, stammered, "Brother, don't be like this, I'm so embarrassed... Okay then, I'll tell a lie later. If Aunt asks, I'll say I was bitten by a dog..." I was so excited... I was so excited that I grabbed his neck and tried to kiss him. Little Grey stiffened his neck and tightened his face, hurriedly pushing me away, saying repeatedly, "There are people, there are people, no... no..." I didn't care and held on tightly to his neck, trying to kiss him. Little Grey pushed me away forcefully while whispering, "Wait until tonight, wait until tonight..." I hurriedly let go and cursed, "Go to hell." Ever since Little Grey took the money, he has been extremely obsequious to me, his fawning and flattering manner is disgusting. When I'm standing, he praises me for being tall and handsome, like a jade tree in the wind; when I sit, he praises me for being like a tiger crouching and a dragon coiled, ready to pounce; when I lie down, he praises me for being like a dragon lying on the battlefield, my jade body lying horizontally. Not to mention these, even when I pick my nose, he praises me for having fingers like silver hooks and skillful techniques... When I asked him to teach me bedroom arts, he would make excuses, either having hemorrhoids or using the excuse of needing to urinate to run away. One night, I got up to pee, and while I was still half-asleep, a head suddenly popped out from my left shoulder, accompanied by a soft, approving sound. "Crazy, tsk tsk tsk! Look at your thing, so dark and grimy, but the shape is extraordinary. It must be a mighty dragon when it's erect..." My heart skipped a beat, and the urge to urinate abruptly stopped. Looking closely, it was indeed that guy, one hand holding up his pants, the other giving a thumbs-up, nodding earnestly in approval. At that moment, I almost shoved his head into the toilet. After pushing him out of the outhouse and slamming the door shut, I stood there for a long time, and the remaining half of my urine wouldn't come out. Back in my room, I buried my face in the covers, pulling them tightly over my head, thinking about his comment about it being so dark and grimy. I pounded the bed, sobbing for half the night, constantly muttering, "That's someone's privacy!"
I tolerated Little Grey as much as I could, because he and Zixia were aunt and nephew, and I had a three-cave bond with Zixia, so I kept quiet. But I was still too naive. I acted so shamelessly, and that damned guy still managed to tell his aunt about his beating. The next day, Zixia summoned me and asked about her nephew. That woman's face grew increasingly stern. Without a word, she stripped me naked and gave me a good blowjob, leaving me completely exhausted. Then she kicked me out of the room, and I lay on the ground, too tired to get up, groaning. It was at this moment that I first saw Qingxia. I clearly remember lying naked on the ground that day, my penis limp and lifeless like a dead snake. It was late afternoon, and golden sunlight shone on my sweat-drenched face, dappling the ground with fragments of gold through the dense foliage of the large banyan tree in the courtyard. I saw a woman in a long, emerald-green dress dragging fallen leaves across the yard. The light and shadow on her face were dappled and iridescent. She saw me lying on the ground and slowly walked over, her figure graceful and swaying. She slightly parted her lips and said, "A fairy?" I stared at her blankly and shook my head. "A monster?" I turned my head away, ignoring her, and muttered. "Crazy!" She said "Oh," and turned to leave. She hadn't gone far when she stopped, turned back, and smiled sweetly. "My name is Qingxia. If anyone bullies you again, just say my name." A gentle breeze lifted her soft, flowing hair. Qingxia twirled a strand and chuckled, "Your little thing is so cutely black, I really like it." I turned my head and grinned, "Your mouth is very pretty, I really like it." "Really?" "Of course, I look at it vertically." A black hair drifted down in the wind. Qingxia reached out and plucked it, her hands as white as jade. She bit her alabaster lips and sighed softly, "Look, because of you, I lost a hair." I reached between my legs, endured the pain, and plucked a curly black hair, not to be outdone. "Look, because of you, I lost a pubic hair." Qingxia laughed happily, like the most beautiful fairy in heaven. "So we're really destined for each other?" I said. "Don't we?" Qingxia smiled. "Since we're destined, I'll give you this strand of hair. Remember, don't forget me, okay? My name is Qingxia, Qing as in green, Xia as in sunset..." The strand of hair lightly landed on my face, the end accidentally tickling my nostril, and I sneezed loudly. I turned around, but Qingxia was already gone, and tears streamed down my face... Oh no, I've completely embarrassed myself! Hair can be called "green silk," or "hair," or even have an adjective like "slutty hair." Its naming is diverse; what it's called depends entirely on the namer's refinement and their mood at the time. In Qingxia's hands, it could be called green silk. In my hands, it can only be called slutty hair, and unbearably so, even though it's not pubic hair. I used to think masturbation was the most boring solution in the world, but when I wrapped Brigitte Lin's hair around my penis and started stroking it, I found it surprisingly pleasurable... Damn it, don't call me perverted, don't call me lewd, that's just who I am. I'll never forget that moment when I saw Brigitte Lin; I lay there like a corpse. For a moment, I even forgot to breathe. What kind of woman was she? So beautiful and captivating; compared to her, all other women were just ordinary. Was she a woman? No! She was a fairy, a bewitching fairy!
"Thinking of her day and night" means thinking about her from morning till night, right? I think that phrase doesn't quite describe me, because I think about her even at noon. And I think about her standing, sitting, lying down; I think about her while eating, I think about her while sleeping, even when I'm in the toilet, I'm thinking, if only she were in the next stall... Will I ever see her again? Will she ever come back? I kept asking myself the same question, laughing like an idiot, and finally slapped myself hard. "Am I fucking crazy?! Why don't I just ask her?" I grabbed Little Grey and asked him. But instead, he yelled "Ah!" and his face contorted with terror. He jumped up like a wounded rabbit, pointing at me and screaming, "Why did you ask her? Why did you ask? Go die if you want! Why did you drag me along? Get away from me! I never want to hear that name again! I'm cutting ties with you! We're done!" Then he ran away. I was stunned. I asked other people, but they all had the same problem—they all disappeared even faster than Little Grey, and their faces were ashen. In no time, every single male in the brothel had vanished. Too embarrassed to ask the women, I hung my head and went back inside. Just then, I saw a big black dog squatting by the door. Sometimes, dogs see things more clearly than people. So, an idea came to me. I stole a handful of bones from the brothel's kitchen and threw one on the ground. "Doggy, oh doggy, I know you can't speak human language. So, I'll ask you a few questions. Nod your head for 'yes,' shake your head for 'no,' and for each question you answer, I'll reward you with a bone. Nod if you understand, okay!"
The big black dog nodded its head cooperatively, so I threw it another bone. I was secretly delighted; this was working. "Have you ever seen a girl in a green dress, her name is Qingxia..." The big black dog, who was gnawing on a bone, put it down and turned to leave before I could finish. Finally, it turned its head and actually said something human. "Are you crazy?!" Holy crap! A dog can talk!!! That night, as usual, I wrapped the hair Qingxia gave me around my penis, fantasizing over and over again about Qingxia being pleasured beneath me, and I thrust hard into the bed. Ah Mao came in, shaking its head and meowing like a cat. "Meow! Young Master Wen, what are you doing?" I glanced at her, finding her annoying, and turned away. There were too many shameless people in this brothel; I was too lazy to pay attention to her or hide anything, continuing to masturbate while still holding my penis. Ah Mao laughed and said, "I heard you were asking about Qingxia today, but you won't get any information from those bastards, because everyone's afraid of her." I sat up abruptly and said urgently, "You know? Tell me quickly." Ah Mao turned her head and said, "I know! But why would she tell you?" I angrily cursed, "You little hussy, you'll only tell me if I let you beat the crap out of you, right?"
Ah Mao glanced at my penis and sighed, "It's not that she doesn't want to tell, it's just that you'd better not provoke her."
"Why?" Taking advantage of my momentary lapse in attention, Ah Mao pulled a hair from my crotch. She gently twirled and played with it with her fingers, asking with a half-smile, "Whose fur is this?" I was startled and hurriedly tried to snatch it away, but Ah Mao nimbly dodged. She laughed and said, "I can tell you, but... but... you need to promise me something..." After saying that, Ah Mao's face turned red, and she said timidly, "I... I... oh! I'm itchy..."
I looked at her, Ah Mao's body twisting and turning shyly, and I said inexplicably, "Didn't you always emphasize that you don't provide sexual services?" "Yes!" Ah Mao covered her face with her hands and said softly and shyly, "But I didn't say I wouldn't let you provide them..."
I chuckled, and like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, I skillfully pinned her down. Ah Mao screamed, pushing me away while urgently saying, "...No...don't..."
I asked her, "Didn't you want sexual services?" "No...get up first..." Ah Mao said coquettishly, "I just want to stop the itch, I don't want to lose my virginity...otherwise, the older sister will beat me..." I pressed her down and asked, "Are you so afraid of her?" "Even you are afraid, of course I am afraid." These words were too, too, too hurtful to my self-esteem, I gritted my teeth and cursed, "You don't need to be afraid of her, when I get into the mood, I'll smash her cunt and let her know how powerful I am." When I said this, I was obviously not confident. Ah Mao poked my forehead with her finger and said, "You! You only bully me, take care of yourself first."
I said, "Then what do you want me to do?" "Give me some pleasure with your hands first, I'm so uncomfortable." Ah Mao bent her beautiful legs, reached out and took off her gauze skirt, leaving only her cat-print panties. She glanced at me shyly and said, "That day when you came out of my older sister's room, you inexplicably put your hand down there, and I can never forget that feeling. Try touching me again." I immediately lost interest: "If you want to touch me, touch me yourself. I don't have time for that." Ah Mao grabbed my hand and pleaded, "Master, just touch me, please, I'm begging you!"
I ignored her and made to get up. She clung to me tightly, saying, "Sir, please help me this time, I'll blow on you with my mouth..." I still ignored her, remaining silent for a long time. "Alright, I'll only let you in a little bit at most, no more." Ah Mao timidly poked her hand out half an inch. Damn! Not even a chicken's head could fit in. I straightened her index and thumb fingers, stretching them out a large sliver. Then we exchanged glances, signaling each other. Ah Mao shook her head like a rattle drum, her fingers retracting, the sliver becoming half a sliver. I tried to pry her hand open again, but this time it was like an iron tree branch, I couldn't budge it no matter what I did. Damn it, where did she get such strength? I had no choice but to give up, cursing, "Fine, I give up, deal." Ah Mao chuckled, "Come on, you bad guy..." That one word, "bad guy," was incredibly alluring. I was aroused, and I lowered my head, biting down on her bra and tugging at it, revealing two round, plump breasts. Seeing the nipples perk up, I licked them, quickly leaving a wet patch on Ah Mao's chest. Licking one end while pressing the other against her navel, I slipped my hand inside her panties, finally touching the pubic hair on her vulva. Before I even reached the entrance, Ah Mao was already ecstatic, her body trembling, her breasts burning hot, and she made hoarse moaning sounds. I cursed, "You slut, all pretense! You haven't even touched my cunt yet, and you're already burning up?" Ah Mao murmured, "Master! You really know how to lick... This is my true feeling..." "Did you wet it?" I spat out my nipple and saw that her face was flushed, not faking it. I teased her with a grin, "Did you wet it or pee?"
Ah Mao bit her finger and said passionately, "Mmm... I wet it... Master will know when you see it..." I took off her cat-patterned panties, spread her legs, and my blood boiled. I saw that Ah Mao's lower abdomen was high and swollen, white and tender, with a thin slit in the middle. Her labia were as tender as clam meat, pink inside, opening and closing, flowing with lustful fluid. My eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw it. I exclaimed, "A steamed bun cunt! It's a steamed bun cunt!" I parted her labia and saw distinct folds inside, resembling layers of overlapping slices of meat. I gasped, "Holy crap! A roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)!!!" Ah Mao asked coquettishly, "What...what's a steamed bun cunt..." At that moment, I don't know if I was out of my mind or just had a screw loose, my attention was completely focused on the cunt, and without thinking, I replied, "The kind you can eat." Ah Mao chuckled, "Then eat it!" He...damn it, he'd accidentally gotten himself into trouble. Actually, I did want to eat it. Ever since Seventh Sister, I'd had this thought, but when it actually came to my lips, that pungent smell...it was just too much to bear. So, I firmly refused, letting her give up on the idea. Ah Mao said I was stingy, and that why should women be able to lick men's dicks, but men couldn't do the opposite? I righteously lectured her, "Stop spouting your bullshit! Your cunts are so filthy after you've had sex, even a dog couldn't stand it, how could I?" Hearing this, Ah Mao's eyes lit up, and she grabbed a bedsheet and started vigorously rubbing her vulva. I thought, "Oh no!" Sure enough, Ah Mao pointed at her vulva, her eyes wide, and said, "Now it's clean, pure and fresh, tender and delicious. Eat it first, then insert it, that way it won't be dirty." Ugh! I was speechless, and could only force a smile: "We'll discuss it later, we'll discuss it later..." (Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8, reposted and shared, a red envelope is offered!)

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