An absurd old story, recording my days as a landlord in Guangzhou. (Part 1)

My name is Hu Anhuan, a native of Guangzhou. I don't have a formal job, but I live a pretty good life. My father is the village head of Didi Village. He's quite wealthy; he owns three six-story buildings that he rents out, and he also runs a mahjong parlor on the ground floor of one of the street-facing buildings. My daily work consists of collecting rent and managing the mahjong parlor
. Although my father has some reservations about my lack of ambition, he lets me be as I am as long as I don't cause trouble. One afternoon in May of that year, I was idly taking a nap in the mahjong parlor. "Excuse me, are there any rooms available for rent?" I opened my eyes and saw a dark-skinned, thin young man, the kind of young person you see everywhere coming to Guangzhou to make a living. But the woman standing behind him was quite striking. She was under 30, with fair skin, a beautiful face, and a slender figure, about 165 cm tall. Her shoulder-length hair was tied up, the ends curled and dyed light purple. Guangzhou in May was already a bit humid, and the woman wore a short-sleeved pink dress, her chest noticeably bulging, very eye-catching.
"There's one one-bedroom apartment on the third floor, northeast corner," I replied, snapping out of my reverie.
"Don't you have any facing south?" the woman asked, her voice sweet and gentle.
"No, these apartments are in high demand. If there were, they would have been rented out long ago."
The woman looked disappointed, tugged at the young man's sleeve, and gestured for him to leave.
"There's only one room left. How about I give it to you as a meal?" I blurted out. In our urban village, it's rare to encounter such a beautiful woman. I genuinely wanted to keep her under my nose, to feast my eyes on her every day. Of course, deep down, I had even more sinister thoughts.
"I'll fuck you to death, you little bitch! Is it good? Is it good? If it is, scream it out!" Looking at the beautiful wife beneath him, completely subdued, Old Zhou was in high spirits.
These words clearly appealed to the couple, and in the end, the rent of 800 yuan a month was negotiated down to 450 yuan.
During the conversation, I learned that both of them were from Hunan and had just gotten married at the beginning of the year. The man worked for a construction company in Guangzhou, and the woman was originally from Hengyang. After getting married, she followed her husband to Guangzhou. The man's name was Zhang Haitao, 28 years old, the same age as me, and the woman's name was Ning Fang, one year younger than her husband.
Two days later, it was the weekend, and the young couple moved in. They brought quite a bit of equipment, and I helped them out, along with my two tenants. Old Zhou, from Sichuan, was tall and thin, just over forty, and had been in Guangzhou for over ten years. Two years ago, his son started high school, and his wife went back to her hometown to take care of him, leaving him alone. Old Zhao, on the other hand, was short and stocky, from Shaoguan, Guangdong, nearly forty, a lifelong bachelor, and not very talkative. The two of them standing together looked like the two monks, the fat and thin, from the novel *The Deer and the Cauldron*.
Old Zhou was one of my long-time tenants, and I knew him quite well. He was incredibly stingy, always delaying rent payments, but he had one advantage: he was witty and always smiling, quite good at winning women's hearts. I'd often seen him bringing home women he didn't get along with, and two of them had even lived with him for a while.
These two were helping unfamiliar tenants move in; I wouldn't believe they weren't attracted to the beauty of Ning Fang, this young married woman.
After a very arduous move, I was drenched in sweat. Zhang Haitao insisted on treating us to a meal to express his gratitude, but I disliked being covered in sweat and declined. Old Zhou, however, continued to plead, "Xiao Zhang, Afang, don't be shy. From now on, we're neighbors. If there's anything I can help you with, just ask me!"
Life remained uneventful, though Ning Fang's beautiful figure added a touch of elegance to my world. About a month later, I noticed that Ning Fang was always alone, and her husband was nowhere to be seen. After asking around, I learned that Zhang Haitao's company had a large project in another province. He would need to stay at that remote construction site for about six months.
This news quickly reached the ears of Lao Zhou and Lao Zhao. Lao Zhou, confident in his abilities, had been exceptionally warm towards Zhang Ding and his wife since they moved in, always greeting them proactively. Ning Fang, newly arrived in Guangzhou, also treated Lao Zhou like a warm older brother, often offering advice on life and work. Therefore, Lao Zhou must have learned of this from Ning Fang immediately. Lao Zhao, also a single man, often hung out with Lao Zhou. I imagine these two must have started plotting how to seduce the beautiful Ning Fang at that very moment. Old Zhou and Old Zhao, having nothing to do after work, were regulars at my mahjong parlor. But about a week later, one evening, they brought Ning Fang to the parlor. Ning Fang usually seemed quiet and reserved, not the type of woman who would come to a mahjong parlor. I really don't know how Old Zhou persuaded her. The three of us, along with an older woman, played mahjong. After only a couple of rounds, the woman yelled, "What's going on? You two have been feeding this pretty girl cards all night! Do you think I'm blind? I'm so angry! I
'm not playing anymore!"
When we were short one player, I usually filled in as a substitute to avoid disappointment. That night, I joined Old Zhou and Old Zhao in feeding Ning Fang cards. They had ulterior motives, but I didn't care about the small amount; seeing Ning Fang's flushed face from winning was nice enough.
When the game ended, Ning Fang had won 1000 yuan. There's an unwritten rule in mahjong that the winner treats everyone to a late-night snack, and Ning Fang readily agreed.
First up was Old Zhou… A grown man came to a hotel and saw many beautiful cars in the garage. He asked the owner, "Why are there so many beautiful cars?" The owner told him, "I have a five-year-old son. He does three things. If you can do them, you can choose any car to drive away. If you can't, your car will stay. Many people can't do them." The man thought, "If a five-year-old can do it, surely he can," and decided to give it a try. The owner led him to a room where there was a beautiful, naked woman. The boy kissed her, and the man did the same. Then the boy touched the woman's entire body, and the boy did the same. The third thing the boy did was to take out his penis and bend it three times. "Old Zhou said, gesturing three times to his crotch. We all burst into laughter. Ning Fang was in a great mood today, laughing so hard she was shaking, making the three of us guys itch with desire.
I'm not good at this kind of thing, so after racking my brains, I could only come up with a familiar one: A woman couldn't get married because of her small breasts. One day, on a blind date, she asked the man, 'My breasts are small, do you mind?' The man asked, 'Are they as big as steamed buns?' The woman said yes! On their wedding night, the man rushed out of the bridal chamber, knelt down, and cried out to the heavens, 'Heavens, Wangzai Little Steamed Buns!'
The three of us, men and one woman, found a nearby food stall and ordered a few dishes and a case of beer. As we ate and drank, the conversation flowed freely, and at that moment, telling a dirty joke in front of a handsome man was exactly what the men wanted."
“Ningfang didn’t have any regrets in that area, so she got married early, sigh…” Old Zhou chimed in. The three of us men simultaneously stared at Ningfang’s ample chest, and her already flushed face turned even redder from the alcohol.
Finally, it was Old Zhao’s turn. A handsome man, needing to urinate, relieved himself on the roadside grass. Having run out of toilet paper, he used a leaf to wipe his genitals. The leaf had thorns, causing considerable pain. The man then said to his genitals, “Eating meat all day, I can’t even handle eating vegetables today!” This joke was so explicit that it made Ningfang extremely embarrassed.
In just over an hour, the four of us finished a case of beer. At that time, Old Zhou and Old Zhao… Continuing to urge her to drink, Ning Fang drank six bottles by herself, and her senses became increasingly blurred due to the alcohol.
We returned to the rented apartment, settled Ning Fang in, and then I ushered them out and locked the door with my key. Old Zhou and Old Zhao were clearly agitated upon seeing the intoxicated Ning Fang, and I was worried they might cause trouble.
Back in my room, I began my nightly routine, turning on the webcam footage from Ning Fang's room on my computer. A week ago, after Zhang Haitao left, I secretly installed a pinhole camera in their room. Having studied computer science in college, this kind of thing was a piece of cake for me.
Ning Fang was still fast asleep in the video. I was getting bored and was about to close the computer when a small figure entered the video, almost scaring me to death. Looking closer, it was Old Zhou! This old man must have taken Ning Fang's key while we weren't looking.
He slowly approached the bedside, pulled back the covers on Ning Fang, lingered for a moment, and then reached out a hand to grope her. Just then, Ning Fang suddenly tilted her head back and vomited all over Old Zhou.
The opportunity was ripe. Old Zhou realized that tonight he could finally enjoy the half-closed eyes of the woman he had been longing for for two months!
Old Zhou's attempt to steal her mutton backfired, leaving him incredibly frustrated. He fetched water and cleaned himself and Ning Fang. Just as he finished, he saw Ning Fang wake up, startled to see Old Zhou.
Old Zhou quickly explained, "I saw you were very drunk and worried something might happen to you, so I stayed to take care of you. You probably didn't know you threw up all over me, did you?" I had to admire Old Zhou's quick thinking.
Ning Fang saw that her clothes were intact, smelled the lingering vomit, and, given the good impression Old Zhou had left on her, completely believed him. Two days
later, I received a call from my mother early in the morning, saying she had found me a girl and wanted me to go on a blind date. Unable to disobey my mother, I quickly called the girl to arrange a meeting. She happened to be free that evening, so we agreed to meet for dinner at a shopping mall.
I think that at that moment, Old Zhou's actions made Ning Fang, a woman in a strange city with her husband away, feel the care she needed most. In this way, Old Zhou inexplicably opened Ning Fang's heart.
For a while afterward, Old Zhou and Ning Fang sometimes went to the card room to play mahjong, but there was no sign of anything unusual between them.
After dinner, we felt pretty good about each other and decided to catch a movie. Just as we bought our tickets and were waiting for the film to start, I saw Ning Fang and Lao Zhou. Their movie must have already started; the two of them hurried into the theater, completely unaware of me.
Driven by intense curiosity, I lied to the girl next to me, saying I suddenly didn't want to see this movie anymore and wanted to choose another one. After getting her consent, I went to the ticket counter and bought two tickets for Ning Fang and Lao Zhou's showing. To avoid being discovered, I deliberately chose seats in the last row, on the side.
Once inside the theater, I walked to my seat with my head down. It wasn't crowded, and I quickly found Ning Fang and Lao Zhou in the third-to-last row, center right.
Lao Zhou's attention was clearly not on the movie; he was just pretending to watch, glancing at the beautiful woman next to him every now and then. Before long, Old Zhou touched Ning Fang's small hand with one hand. Ning Fang not only didn't pull away, but her expression was also very natural. It was certain that the two of them had held hands before. I was really curious about how far they had progressed.
Old Zhou played with Ning Fang's small hand for a while, but he was soon not satisfied. He put his other hand around Ning Fang and gently put his arm around her, letting her lean on his shoulder.
Another minute passed, and Lao Zhou brought his mouth close to Ning Fang's ear, caressing it. Ning Fang trembled slightly, trying to push Lao Zhou away, but she didn't have much strength. She pushed once but couldn't push him away, so she let go. This was somewhat of a coy act, which encouraged Lao Zhou. He then moved his hand deeper and deeper, placing it on Ning Fang's thigh. Ning Fang was wearing a knee-length skirt, and when she sat down, a section of her thigh was exposed. I never expected that Ning Fang's beautiful legs, which I had fantasized about countless times, would fall into Lao Zhou's clutches.
Lao Zhou's hand continued to penetrate, and just as it was about to reach the top of her thigh, it finally encountered substantial resistance. Ning Fang firmly pressed down on Lao Zhou's rough hand. After a stalemate, seeing Ning Fang's resolute stance, Lao Zhou had no choice but to give up.
But Lao Zhou was not about to give up. He changed his attack route and instead moved his hand towards Ning Fang's top. He reached under the hem and quickly climbed up to her chest.
It was clear Ning Fang was important; her body stiffened. She stared at Lao Zhou, signaling him to stop, but this time Lao Zhou wouldn't budge. He gently shook his head.
Ning Fang was probably worried about attracting attention with her movements, so she finally complied, leaning forward and reclining in her chair. This gave Lao Zhou an easy way out. He used his left hand, closer to Ning Fang's side, to unhook her bra. Ning Fang's breasts, which I estimated were a D-cup, were now completely under Lao Zhou's control.
I couldn't see Lao Zhou's expression from behind, but I imagined it was a lecherous, self-satisfied ecstasy.
After leaving the cinema, I took the girl home first. It wasn't far, so it didn't take long. I got home before eleven. I turned on my computer; the video only showed Ning Fang. She was on the phone with her husband. She had just finished showering, her hair was still wet, and she was wearing a white, form-fitting nightgown that revealed her exquisite curves. Two prominent nipples were clearly visible on her chest. Even through the clothes, it still made my breath quicken. One can only imagine the impact it would be if Ning Fang stood naked in front of me.
Soon, Ning Fang finished her call and sat alone on the edge of the bed, lost in thought. She had just been examined by Lao Zhou, and now she was talking to her husband about her longing for him; her emotions must have been very conflicted.
At that moment, there was a knock at the door. Ning Fang got up and opened it; it was Lao Zhou. Lao Zhou couldn't wait and grabbed Ning Fang, starting to kiss her passionately. It's understandable; even seeing Ning Fang's post-shower appearance on the video, I couldn't resist. Lao Zhou must have been quite a handful to resist such a vibrant and beautiful woman. "That would be truly unbelievable."
After saying that, I subconsciously glanced at Ding Fang's chest. Late June in Guangzhou was already unusually hot and humid. She was wearing a light-colored top, and beneath her neck, a patch of white skin was visible. If one were to look down from above, one could glimpse even more suggestive details.
Ning Fang pushed Zhou away, her voice filled with sorrow, saying, "We can't go on like this. I feel so sorry for my husband now. If we really go that far, I don't know how I'll face him."
I breathed a sigh of relief; Old Zhou hadn't broken through Ning Fang's last defense.
His scheme succeeded, and Old Zhou couldn't help but reveal a sly smile. This beautiful lamb in front of him was about to become his meal.
Old Zhou had been scheming, and now that the swan meat was almost in his mouth, how could he let it go so easily? Unfortunately, after soaking for a while, Ning Fang still wouldn't give in.
“Ah Fang, if you really don’t want to, I won’t force you,” Old Zhou said helplessly.
I was wondering why this old wolf had suddenly changed his ways. Then I heard Old Zhou continue, “But I really like you so much. Look how swollen my lower body is. Could you help me relieve this pain with your hand?” As he spoke, Old Zhou took off his outer pants, revealing a large tent bulging in his underwear.
You shameless old Zhou! This tactic of feigning retreat is something any man could see through, but could the innocent Ning Fang?
Seeing Ning Fang’s hesitation, I silently prayed, “Don’t fall for it! You’re just a liar! You’re just a liar!” "I'll ejaculate soon, then I'll go to sleep and won't bother you anymore." Old Zhou feigned a pitiful look, and I couldn't help but admire his acting skills.
Ning Fang finally fell for it. She nodded and said, "Just this once, and we'll still be ordinary friends. If you promise me, I'll help you ejaculate!"
What could Old Zhou possibly refuse? He took off his underwear and sat on the edge of the bed, his penis standing tall, the thick black shaft paired with the large, dark red glans, looking particularly ferocious. Judging by the length, it was at least 18 centimeters.
It was hard to believe that the skinny Old Zhou was so well-endowed; no wonder he was so popular with women.
Old Zhou said smugly, "Big, right? It'll feel even better!"
"Brother Zhou is my husband!"
Ning Fang ignored him, squatted down, and started playing with Old Zhou's penis with her gloved hand.
It has to be said that Ning Fang's masturbation technique was completely unfamiliar. She was inconsistent, lacking rhythm and focus, and continued like this until dawn. Old Zhou probably wouldn't even be able to ejaculate.
"It'll be quick," Old Zhou was probably secretly laughing to himself. "Why don't you take your clothes off? You have such a great figure, I'll ejaculate as soon as I see you!"
I shook my head at this. Old Zhou, you're really scheming and malicious!
After a hundred thrusts, Lao Zhou stood up, then half-squatted down, aiming his penis at the entrance of her vagina and inserting it again. This position was like a knight riding a horse. While Lao Zhou was thrusting his hips, he kept slapping Ning Fang's two plump buttocks with both hands, leaving a red handprint on her buttocks.
Ning Fang thought, since he had already touched her in the movie theater, it wouldn't be a big deal to look again. After hesitating for a moment, she took off the last nightgown she was wearing.
Ning Fang, I really don't know whether to call you innocent, naive, or childish? I thought to myself.
I saw that Ning Fang was only wearing a pair of underwear to cover her private parts. She was squatting with her legs apart, her upper body upright, and her bright red nipples were on her two D-cup breasts. They did not sag at all, like two heavy, big peaches! Her two hands took turns stroking Lao Zhou's big penis.
Although the fact that Ning Fang, this good cabbage, was about to be eaten by a pig made me feel a little heartbroken, this scene still made me excited. I began to wait, wondering how Lao Zhou would play with Ning Fang next.
After another few minutes of this, Lao Zhou's hands started to wander over Ning Fang's body. At first, Ning Fang used one hand to protect her chest, but maintaining a squatting position for a long time gradually made her a little weak. Soon, Lao Zhou broke through Ning Fang's gradually weakening defenses, and his two large hands enveloped Ning Fang's two large breasts.
Ning Fang was obviously seeing such a large penis for the first time, and blurted out... The only words that came to mind were "Wow, so big!"
Old Zhou used his milking claws to knead and flatten Ning Fang's two large, white breasts. The newlywed woman, long deprived of breast milk, couldn't withstand such brutal teasing. Ning Fang cried out, her breasts trembling. He looked at her with a mixture of pleasure and pain, his eyes wide with delight. The sight of her breasts being squeezed and kneaded was overwhelming. The sight of her breasts being squeezed and kneaded was incredibly irritating ... Old Zhou pulled off his last piece of clothing—a black lace-trimmed panty—and prepared to mount her. Ning Fang suddenly struggled, and took a condom from the bedside table drawer for Old Zhou to put on. Because Old Zhou's size was too large, the condom only covered less than two-thirds of his penis.
Seeing this, I really didn't know whether to feel sorry for Ning Fang's husband or proud.
Meanwhile, Old Zhou was already holding Ning Fang's two slender legs and thrusting. Although Ning Fang's private parts were already very wet, the large penis that had never been accommodated before still made her feel a little pain. Old Zhou was experienced, and his rhythm was very slow. When he saw that Ning Fang's vaginal fluid was overflowing from her large opening, Old Zhou no longer held back. He lifted his buttocks, pressed down on Ning Fang's thighs, and his penis pounded down like a pestle. For a moment, the sound of slapping and pounding echoed throughout the room.
It took a full five minutes before Ning Fang slowly recovered. Regaining her senses, she recalled how she had unwittingly fallen for Lao Zhou's trick. She felt a surge of resentment, yet the orgasm she had just experienced was unlike anything she had ever felt before. It felt like being struck by lightning, the sensation shooting from her soles to the top of her head, her clitoris feeling like it was about to explode. Even now, she felt as if she were floating in the air. Besides Zhang Haitao, she had also dated another man, and while she had experienced similar orgasms with both of them, none were nearly as intense or prolonged as this. Remembering her uncontrollable moans and groans, Ning Fang felt ashamed and embarrassed.
Everyone may have their own sexual experiences, but it's undeniable that to truly tame a woman, Lao Zhou's rapid and forceful attacks are ineffective. Ning Fang could initially manage to suppress her moans, but after three minutes of being relentlessly penetrated by Lao Zhou, her cries began to erupt.
"Ah...slower, gentler, I can't take it anymore..."
"Oh...no, it's so big, I'm going to die...ahhh..."
"No, no, no, ah...yes, it's all the way in...I'm going to climax, ah..."
Ning Fang's whole body suddenly arched upwards, her body flushed, trembling like a boiled shrimp, her mouth uttering incoherent cries, her two nipples clearly engorged and swollen with blood. Experience told me, she had climaxed! Some women may never have an orgasm in their entire lives, but Ning Fang climaxed in less than ten minutes after being fucked by Lao Zhou, which shows the power of Lao Zhou's penis.
Lao Zhou continued to thrust, his stamina also somewhat exhausted. He lay on top of Ning Fang, his penis fully enjoying the sensation of her vagina... The pleasurable sensation of clenching and contracting in anticipation of orgasm.
Old Zhou didn't care what Ning Fang was thinking. He made her kneel on the bed. The pinhole camera was positioned perfectly so I could see Ning Fang's beautiful vulva clearly. Her labia, drooping from the pressure of Old Zhou's large penis, could no longer conceal the opening. The opening opened and closed slightly, as if still telling the story of the intense battle just now.
Old Zhou held Ning Fang's round buttocks with one hand and guided his thick, black penis into her vagina with the other. Although her vagina was already soaking wet, Old Zhou still struggled to insert his entire penis all the way in.
"Why aren't you coming out yet? My hands are killing me!" After nearly ten minutes, Ning Fang couldn't help but complain.
This position allowed the penis to penetrate even deeper, and every time Lao Zhou thrust in, it hit Ning Fang's G-spot hard. Lubricant continuously seeped from her vagina, making the penis's entry and exit much easier.
Ning Fang's G-spot and buttocks were being attacked simultaneously, the pain of being whipped and Lao Zhou's vulgarities only amplifying the pleasure.
"It feels so good, you're fucking me to death!"
"Call me husband, or I won't fuck you anymore!"
"Ah...husband, don't stop."
"Is Xiao Zhang your husband or Brother Zhou your husband?"
"Is Xiao Zhang's penis bigger? Or is Brother Zhou's penis bigger?"
"Brother Zhou's dick is huge!"
Watching Ning Fang completely lose her composure as Old Zhou fucked her, I was so happy I couldn't control myself and started masturbating.
Old Zhou's breathing became more and more rapid, and his swearing became more and more unrestrained. Finally, after a series of intense thrusts, his buttocks trembled, bringing Ning Fang to the peak of orgasm once again, and I orgasmed at the same time.
That night, I sat in front of the computer all night, watching Old Zhou, as if he had taken an aphrodisiac, fuck Ning Fang three more times. Of course, for a man, secretly fucking a beautiful, respectable wife is the best aphrodisiac.

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