Lustful Revenge (01-04)

Published on July 7, 2013 on: Sex Forum
Word count: 22048
Chapter 1. Lin Mengdie's husband, Liu Jian, is the finance director of a company and a graduate of a prestigious university. The two met at a friend's wedding. Liu Jian was sitting at the banquet on the right side of the hall when he saw her walking towards him, pouring wine for the bride. She was wearing a white dress, her curves full and slightly alluring. Her fair, rosy skin was incredibly tempting. Wearing a pure white low-cut evening gown, her deep cleavage made every man who passed by steal a few glances. Especially her captivating eyes, which immediately ensnared Liu Jian's young and wild heart. Afterwards, Liu Jian began a relentless pursuit of her. A year had passed since their "marriage" after their "river fall" (a euphemism for a failed marriage). Under Liu Jian's constant pampering, Mengdie's figure had become even more voluptuous, her buttocks plump and full, her curves fully revealed. It's a pity that the ancients didn't leave behind any portraits of Xi Shi or Yang Guifei; otherwise, it would be difficult to compare them. But what puzzled others was that their relationship didn't grow closer with time; instead, a slight crack appeared. ...As night fell, Liu Jian was at his desk organizing the company's quarterly financial report, preparing to submit it to the board of directors in a few days. The bedroom was bathed in the soft, yellowish light of a desk lamp, appearing exceptionally quiet and peaceful, filled with the faint fragrance of carnations. Mengdie, wearing a white, tight-fitting t-shirt that revealed her slender waist, gently pushed open the door and entered, embracing Liu Jian from behind. Liu Jian suddenly felt a surge of heat, but he forced himself to suppress this intense feeling. Instead, he slowly savored the pressure of Mengdie's full breasts against his shoulders; he could clearly feel her breasts moving up and down with her breathing. Liu Jian gently stroked Mengdie's face with both hands, occasionally turning to lightly kiss her hot, alluring lips. Liu Jian felt he could no longer control this intense feeling. He felt his penis, despite its effort to stand erect, was bent and pressed against the bottom of his underwear due to its incorrect positioning. The feeling was extremely uncomfortable. Mengdie smiled slightly, slowly extending her slender hand to gently caress Liu Jian's bent penis. Liu Jian's breathing became increasingly rapid; he enjoyed this sensation, his eyes growing increasingly masculine. The more his gaze radiated strength, the more Mengdie's eyes revealed a free, relaxed, and alluring aura. Mengdie deftly unbuckled Liu Jian's belt, pulled down the zipper, and slipped her small hand inside. She kneaded and stroked his penis back and forth. Sometimes she would gently pinch the glans, sometimes she would straighten her palm and press firmly from the base of the penis towards the glans, slowly pushing it forward. This technique clearly exceeded Liu Jian's expectations. He hadn't anticipated that Mengdie was becoming increasingly difficult to control; he even had a vague feeling that he might not be able to control this beautiful and charming wife he deeply loved in the near future. "Ah! Hiss... Ah... I can't take it anymore!" Liu Jian didn't have time to process this fear before he was shocked by Mengdie's actions. Liu Jian looked down and saw that Mengdie, who had been behind him just moments before, had somehow squatted down at his knees. She was taking part of his glans into her cherry-like mouth. Because Liu Jian's penis was rather large, seventeen centimeters long, the glans was about four centimeters in diameter. Mengdie's mouth was completely filled by his glans. The base of the glans was gently caressed by her hot, alluring lips, while the center was being rubbed by the sharp, delicate teeth of Mengdie. The more confused Liu Jian became, the stronger the pleasure became. His wife had never given him such a high level of treatment before. Even on her birthday, she had still bumped his penis, resulting in an unpleasant experience for both of them. This fluctuating sensation, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, sometimes gentle, sometimes strong, completely overwhelmed Liu Jian. He held Mengdie's head tightly with both hands, moving it up and down, signaling her to speed up and hoping she would take his entire penis into her mouth as soon as possible. But Mengdie was unhurried and immediately released his penis from her mouth. The moment his penis touched the hot air, Liu Jian, who was immersed in a tender embrace, was immediately jolted awake. He looked at her in confusion, "What's wrong?" Mengdie stared at his puzzled face, then smiled slightly and said, "You've bumped my throat, it's really uncomfortable, you know?" She then deliberately pouted, indicating her displeasure. As time went on, Liu Jian had long since figured out Mengdie's temper. He smiled lewdly and said, "Yes, yes, it's my fault, it's my fault." He then pulled Mengdie's hands up, and they stood up. Liu Jian hugged Mengdie, his hands stroking her back, sometimes slowly, sometimes roughly. Mengdie nestled her head against Liu Jian's chest, listening to his heartbeat, her hands tightly squeezing his large buttocks. Liu Jian slowly reached his hands from behind to Mengdie's buttocks. Mengdie was wearing boxer briefs, and Liu Jian's hands, feeling the comfort of the briefs, searched for the fleshy texture of her buttocks. For a moment, it even felt like the seas would dry up and the earth would crumble. Liu Jian could no longer control his lust; he wanted to unleash all his energy on the path of his assault, until it was over! With a forceful thrust of his right hand, Liu Jian reached forward and touched Mengdie's private parts. He could clearly feel the warmth and wetness there, and a slight sensation of fine, lustful fluid overflowing from her opening. Liu Jian directly inserted two fingers into Mengdie's vagina from behind, his fingers moving rhythmically up and down, sometimes pressing hard on her G-spot. Mengdie's breathing became increasingly rapid, her breasts heaving violently, her small mouth breathing heavily. Even though her hands were tightly wrapped around Liu Jian, her nails almost digging into his flesh, she couldn't bring her mind, which had already soared to the heavens, back to reality. "Mmm..." Mengdie opened her small mouth: "Ah... I can't take it anymore, hurry!" Liu Jian noticed Mengdie's reaction and knew the best opportunity had arrived. He immediately pulled down Mengdie's panties and pants to her knees, then stepped between her legs, stomping down to her ankles. Liu Jian turned Mengdie around and suddenly slammed her head against the desk. Mengdie's breathing grew louder, almost moaning! Liu Jian slapped her upturned buttocks twice forcefully. Mengdie reacted violently, reaching back to grab Liu Jian's hand, but he grabbed it. Liu Jian used his left hand to pull his panties down to fully expose his penis, then stopped. He grasped his penis, aimed the glans at Mengdie's genitals, and rubbed it up and down for a while. "Hurry! Ah! Ah..." Liu Jian held his breath, silent, ignoring Mengdie's soft cries. He continued rubbing slowly at his own rhythm. At that moment, Liu Jian let out a loud, gasping breath. However, Mengdie was almost there, her skin flushed crimson. Her juices flowed freely, running down her thighs and onto her underwear. Liu Jian knew that if he didn't go in soon, his wife would scream in agony. He gripped the middle of his penis with his left hand, slightly bent his knees, aimed the head of his penis at Mengdie's opening, and thrust forcefully inside. Mengdie suddenly felt a tension slowly pushing into her vagina, involuntarily clenching her vaginal sphincter. She couldn't control the flow of her juices. "Ah! Ahh ... Liu Jian lowered his waist, his left hand pressing against Mengdie's back. He thrust forward repeatedly, the friction of his penis against her vagina, wet with her juices, creating a pleasure that made every pore on his skin open, breathing freely! Even during sex, Liu Jian didn't forget to care for his wife. With each thrust, he restrained himself, slightly reducing his force, afraid his massive member might injure her uterus. But Mengdie didn't care. She was oblivious, wanting only Liu Jian's relentless penetration. She was almost frantic. Her right hand was held by Liu Jian, so she used her left hand to reach under her body, rubbing her clitoris with a few fingers. Under the powerful, rhythmic thrusts of Liu Jian's large penis, and the stimulation of her own caresses, Mengdie felt as if all the blood in her body was rushing to her uterus. Her body seemed to sink into a rapid void, as if she were floating in a void of space, unable to feel anything. Only pleasure! A feeling existing in her mind. Mengdie felt she was about to climax, "Husband, hurry, I can't take it anymore. Ah! Ah!... Hurry! Fuck me to death! Hurry! Fuck me to death! Fuck me to death!" Liu Jian was startled by this sudden shout and broke out in a cold sweat! Why was his wife so intense tonight? Why was she so "shameless"? He immediately became sober, waves of doubt washing over him. His wife would never use such a strong phrase as "fuck me to death." Naturally sensitive and suspicious, Liu Jian seemed to sense something, but he wasn't quite sure. This uncertainty made Liu Jian feel a surge of anger. He looked at his wife's body, which seemed somewhat unfamiliar. "Hurry up, fuck me!" Mengdie turned her head, her beautiful hair disheveled and falling in front of her eyes, and said again, "Fuck me to death! Fuck me to death, I only want it!" Liu Jian came back to his senses, his eyes filled with...Passion! The earlier hint hadn't cooled him. Faced with this natural beauty, even his intelligence and wisdom couldn't resist the allure of his wife, Eve. Liu Jian took a deep breath and began to thrust slowly, but with an ever-accelerating rhythm. "Slap," "Ah." "Slap slap," "Ah ah"... Their union had never been so harmonious and coordinated. With Liu Jian's rhythmic thrusts, Mengdie's buttocks collided violently with his body, causing the desk to shake violently. The computer and lamp swayed faster and faster, the flickering light making Mengdie's eyes even more glazed and unfocused! Her breasts pressed even larger against the desk, shaking even more violently! Mengdie couldn't hold back any longer. She knew that in the next second, she would reach a complete climax, and she couldn't wait! Actively cooperating with Liu Jian's thrusts, she unconsciously raised her heels to make her buttocks higher, allowing Liu Jian's penis to penetrate deeper and more thoroughly. Watching Mengdie's buttocks repeatedly ram against his body, Liu Jian abandoned all reason, grabbing her buttocks from both sides and thrusting with all his might. Mengdie felt Liu Jian's thrusts, her arms outstretched, gripping the sides of the desk tightly, her body pressed against it, her breasts deformed by the pressure. Only in this way could she be fucked most comfortably by Liu Jian, the pleasure pouring into her vagina, spreading throughout her body. Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ...I'm dying, um! Ah! Ah! No! Mengdie gritted her teeth, shaking her head violently, shouting no! Her whole body trembled violently, and Mengdie experienced the climax she had long awaited! Her vagina contracted intensely, releasing copious amounts of vaginal fluid. Mengdie's mind went blank, her whole body trembled violently, and a powerful electric current surged from her brain to her vagina, causing every cell in her body to faint. An electric current surged through her vagina, and her juices finally erupted in a massive outpouring. Even with Liu Jian's large penis filling her vagina to the brim, he couldn't stop Mengdie's tidal wave of fluids. Liu Jian felt his penis being struck by the warm, wet fluids, and gripped by the contracting vaginal walls. Involuntarily, he increased his force, thrusting deeper into her vagina. The fluids gushed out with a series of "plop plop" sounds as his penis was withdrawn. A large patch of carpet was soaked. Mengdie's pubic hair was covered in droplets of fluid, and near her clitoris, it was dripping wet. Mengdie's entire body was flushed, every cell opening its mouth to breathe in the nutrients of free pleasure. Electric currents coursed through her body. Such exertion and enjoyment would take an ordinary woman several days to recover from. Although Mengdie was very satisfied, she felt a very faint, almost imperceptible, lingering sense of unease. In this moment of intense pleasure, her mind secretly compared it to the previous night's experience! She didn't know that her soul had betrayed her. She loved Liu Jian deeply, but reality was such that she was no longer whole; their marriage, or even their sex life, had become tainted. She didn't want to consciously think about what was missing from this sexual encounter, but the more she tried to control herself, the more she was overwhelmed by that feeling! ...That feeling was something she never had with Liu Jian! Yet, she still enjoyed it immensely, while reminiscing. Liu Jian couldn't hear Mengdie's hysterical screams; he looked at her as if she had fainted. Liu Jian didn't care, because he felt he was about to climax himself. The speed of his thrusts increased, the sounds of "slap ... Liu Jian gripped Mengdie's wide pelvis tightly with both hands, holding his last breath before climax, pouring all his strength, all his thoughts, and all his passion into his hard penis, making Mengdie's buttocks tremble uncontrollably. Her body and the desk shook violently, as if the entire room was about to collapse. In his final moments, he didn't care whether his fierce thrusting would injure Mengdie's vagina. *Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap!*
The sound stopped, the vibration stopped, the water stopped, the breathing stopped! Everything paused for ten seconds!
Only Liu Jian's thick semen gushed out and shot violently into Mengdie's vagina. No one knew what kind of destruction these elite soldiers had left inside Mengdie's vagina, what a scene of devastation it was. During his final ejaculation, Liu Jian felt a wave of dizziness, collapsing onto Mengdie's back, his sweat mingling with hers... The room was quiet. Liu Jian sat on the toilet, smoking, deep in thought. Mengdie lay in the bathtub, watching Liu Jian sitting beside her, also lost in thought. Both were naked, occasionally gazing at each other. The clarity that followed the passion brought to Liu Jian's mind a series of unbearable, ugly images—the very images he least wanted to see. His heart raced, his eyes filled with anger. He now had time to consider the doubts he had felt earlier. He trusted his intuition; he was convinced that something must have happened while he was away. He stubbed out his cigarette and stared intently at Mengdie. Mengdie initially stared back, but the longer she looked, the more she noticed Liu Jian's demeanor changed; his eyes were filled with violence and anger. Mengdie wanted to say something, but couldn't open her mouth; under Liu Jian's piercing gaze, she became mute. Mengdie timidly lowered her head, avoiding Liu Jian's eyes. However, it was this very concession that made Liu Jian completely convinced it was true! Liu Jian stood up and walked towards Mengdie in the bathtub… Chapter Two: A Premonition of Falling into the Devil's Pit Mengdie watched Liu Jian approach, but didn't know what he wanted. Mengdie lowered her head, squinting to try and see Liu Jian's expression, but found him expressionless, his face stiff as he slowly walked towards her. She felt a chilling aura wash over her, a cold, icy feeling. Mengdie's heart pounded violently; in over a year of marriage, she had never noticed her husband possess such a domineering presence. At this moment, she even wanted to climb out of the bathtub and tell him everything, to reveal her despicable acts, her helplessness, and her bitterness. But she didn't have the courage, so she wouldn't receive the comfort and understanding her husband might offer. Her choice had been severed the moment Liu Jian bent down; she had no chance to explain anymore. The feeling she was experiencing now was unlike anything she had ever felt before. Mengdie slowly closed her eyes, facing her husband's imposing presence with silence and questioning. She had prepared for the worst. "Ah!" Mengdie suddenly sat up in bed. The instant she opened her eyes, she found Liu Jian standing beside her bed. Liu Jian reached out and wiped the thin layer of sweat from Mengdie's forehead. Smiling, he said, "Had a nightmare? What did you dream about?" Mengdie gripped Liu Jian's hand tightly, feeling a warmth emanating from him and flowing into her heart. Swallowing hard, she said, "I dreamt you were going to kill me! You bad man!" Liu Jian laughed, "My little darling, how could I kill you? It was just a nightmare. It's okay, get up and have breakfast. I fried you some eggs." Mengdie gripped Liu Jian's hand tighter, hugging it to her chest, resting her head against it, her eyes vacant. "Don't go, hold me! I'm so scared." Liu Jian shook his head and smiled slightly, "Okay! Don't be scared, come here and let me hug you!" Liu Jian bent down, pulled back the covers, and hugged Mengdie tightly. Smelling the fragrance of Mengdie's hair, he felt incredibly sweet. But Mengdie in his arms was extremely uncomfortable, because she knew this dream was half real! She knew her secret would be discovered by Liu Jian sooner or later, and then the dream would truly come true! What would she do then? She knew deep down that she loved Liu Jian very, very much. Would Liu Jian accept her then? Mengdie's heart was weeping. "I regret it so much! Why did I go to that event? Liu Jian was on a business trip, and I secretly ran off to play. Why didn't I refuse my best friend's invitation to go home after eight o'clock?" She wanted to blame everything on her best friend and tell Liu Jian that she was innocent. But deep down, she decided she didn't have the courage or confidence to tell him. She had to swallow this bitterness herself, and live in constant fear!
That night was her nightmare! Her closest friend had become her death knell! Those people were her sins! "...The night before last, Liu Jian went on a business trip to Shanghai. He wouldn't be back until the next day. After dinner, Mengdie felt she had nothing to do! She called her best friend Ruiyun. Ruiyun was from Hangzhou, quite pretty, and had a flamboyant and outgoing personality. She loved to stand up for what was right. During their university years, Ruiyun and Mengdie were inseparable; one was fiery, the other elegant. Ruiyun often helped this loyal girl, finding a sense of belonging and self-expression in her! Mengdie admired her personality, you could say she looked up to her. "Ruiyun, where are you? My husband isn't home today, I'm so bored!" A crisp, short reply came from the other end of the phone: "Mengdie, I'm having dinner at Qifeng Restaurant on Zhongshan Road. How about I come pick you up at 7:30 and we go sing karaoke? My boyfriend is coming from Xiamen today, let's hang out together."
Mengdie's face lit up with joy: "Okay, okay, call me when you're done eating, see you there!"
"Okay! I'll hang up now! See you downstairs later!" Mengdie hung up the phone and excitedly ran to her bedroom, opening the wardrobe. She picked out a purple low-cut chiffon top, very tight at the waist, revealing her navel. It was a bit hot outside tonight, so dressing simply would be more comfortable for shopping later. Mengdie thought for a moment, about to take off the top, when she suddenly turned around and realized the bedroom curtains weren't drawn. Mengdie ran over and drew the curtains. As she did so, she saw a gray sedan drive in from the entrance of the complex and stop downstairs. Mengdie didn't look for long before closing the curtains and turning back to the wardrobe. She took off her t-shirt, her breasts swaying up and down for a while before stopping. Mengdie looked at herself in the mirror for a while. She reached out and gently stroked and kneaded her breasts, softly moaning. Mengdie's breathing quickened. She closed her eyes and caressed her body, from her breasts to her waist. Slowly, her right hand slipped inside her panties. Just as Mengdie was experiencing a blissful moment, she vaguely heard the doorbell ring. A moment later, her phone vibrated. Mengdie quickly put on her purple top and ran out of the bedroom in her shorts. Reaching the living room, she picked up her vibrating phone and saw it was Ruiyun's husband, Li Fenglan. Mengdie answered the phone and walked to the door. "Hello, Li Fenglan! Is that you knocking?" "Mengdie? Yes, I'm at your door. Ruiyun went to get her hair done and asked me to pick you up. Are you ready?" Mengdie slowly peered through the peephole. Standing outside was Li Fenglan. Even after more than a year, he was still as handsome as ever. "Not yet," Mengdie said, opening the door and hanging up the phone. The two smiled at each other upon meeting. Mengdie then invited Fenglan in and pulled him to sit on the sofa. She went to the kitchen, made a cup of tea, and brought it over. Fenglan had just sat down when he stared at Mengdie, who was facing away from him in the kitchen. His slender, fair legs, smooth as jade, stretched from her heels to her buttocks, which he slowly admired. Because of the time crunch, Mengdie hadn't had time to change her pants, and was wearing a pair of short, loose-fitting loungewear she usually wore at home, leaving her legs completely exposed to the somewhat unsettling air. Feng Lan swallowed hard, a ripple of excitement washing over him. He hadn't expected that this woman, already so beautiful and refined in college, would become even more alluring after a year of marriage, exuding a mature and captivating charm. Her figure had become even more voluptuous after her sexual experiences. Her rounded buttocks, far from sagging, were pert and shapely, indicating a fulfilling sex life and, most importantly, an improved physique. Truly a natural beauty! Feng Lan's eyes were filled with longing, his mind already wandering to a paradise. "Hey! Have some tea!" Feng Lan was suddenly jolted back to reality, smiling sheepishly at Meng Die. This sight made Feng Lan's heart race even more, almost causing a nosebleed! Meng Die, holding a teacup, leaned down and offered it to him. Feng Lan was sitting on the sofa, and from this angle, he could see Meng Die's deep cleavage and white breasts, naturally swaying in front of her chest. Feng Lan's eyes were fixed on Meng Die's breasts, admiring them intently. Feng Lan's reaction was intense; his large penis stood erect, pushing against his pants! Meng Die noticed Feng Lan's infatuated state, and what was most unbearable was the erection in his crotch! Suddenly realizing she was already exposed, her face flushed red. Feng Lan also immediately noticed her rapidly changing expression and dared not look at her so lewdly any longer. He quickly took the teacup and drank from it. Meng Die sat blushing on the single sofa next to Feng Lan, not daring to glance at him again. Although Meng Die was beautiful and outstanding, she had been quiet since childhood and rarely experienced matters between men and women. Even after marriage, her life was confined to her relationship with Liu Jian. Facing this man, who was both her classmate and friend, staring at her so impolitely, Meng Die felt uncomfortable, a little shy, and even a little scared. The two remained silent for a while. Mengdie stood up, forcing a smile, and said, "I'm going to change my clothes. It's almost time. Ruiyun's hair is almost done. Wait here for me a moment." Fenglan nervously replied, "Okay, okay!" Mengdie went into the bedroom and closed the door. However, Fenglan was in a predicament. He sat there, feeling awkward and uneasy. Fenglan leaned back on the sofa, tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and fantasized about the scenes he desired. When he opened his eyes, he noticed something unusual. Fenglan lowered his head and slowly approached the sofa, looking at the pale yellow stain on the sofa between his legs. An experienced old hand like him could tell what this meant at a glance! This not-too-small yellow stain was definitely love or semen left on it, which had gradually turned yellow over time due to exposure to the air. Fenglan carefully observed everything around the sofa, his mind constantly creating and piecing together the scenes from last night, or even before, that stirred his heart. Fenglan couldn't resist this, but he tried hard to control his emotions. He brought his nose close to the yellowed sofa surface, gently inhaling every trace of Mengdie's lovemaking scent and memory. A greedy side slowly surfaced within him, about to stir up a ripple in his heart. Mengdie emerged from the bedroom; the sound of the door opening didn't even wake the already bewitched Fenglan. Mengdie walked over and glanced at Fenglan, who was bent over, her eyes filled with strangeness. Mengdie calmly stood to the side, watching Fenglan, and discovered that he was licking his sofa. At this moment, Mengdie's heart was in turmoil: fear! worry! curiosity! terror! shame!… Upon closer inspection, Mengdie saw that Fenglan was sucking and licking a slightly yellowed stain. Mengdie's heart trembled violently as she recalled her passionate encounter with her husband on the sofa the previous night. "Mengdie sat coquettishly on Liu Jian's penis, her breasts being constantly sucked by him, her nipples swollen and purple, like hard walnuts. Liu Jian held Mengdie's waist tightly, forcefully lifting and pressing her body down, and Mengdie cooperated perfectly. Her waist twisted and turned, his penis rotating inside her vagina. Her juices flowed incessantly, and the friction of their pubic hair increased the heat at their base. Mengdie couldn't bear the pleasure; her mouth opened wide, and she gasped for breath! Ah! Ah! Ah!…" Under Mengdie's intense onslaught, Liu Jian, unwilling to yield… Weak. His hands tightly gripped Mengdie's slender waist, his two powerful thighs thrusting upwards wildly, slap slap slap slap slap… Mengdie's large buttocks had succumbed to this intense onslaught. Mengdie moaned, gritting her teeth to endure the pain of the torrential assault! Mengdie clung tightly to Liu Jian's neck, her eyes closed, her hair swaying. Pleasure and pain intertwined, as if half her body was being massaged and the other half was being burned. This feeling was truly unforgettable. Gradually, Mengdie's moans faded, drowning out the sounds of Liu Jian's thrusts into her body! Mengdie convulsed, and a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her vagina… Her vagina contracted violently, gripping Liu Jian's large penis. It was as if a pink-haired girl was being penetrated by an older man, suffering unbearable pain, desperately begging him to be gentler! Mengdie's body went completely limp, lying motionless on top of Liu Jian. Her juices had already flowed over both of their bodies, soaking the sofa and dripping onto the floor… Mengdie's face flushed again, but this time, unlike before, she could clearly feel her heart pounding wildly. All the blood rushed to her head; she desperately wanted to kick Feng Lan out immediately and hide in the bathroom for a while! Looking at Feng Lan, still lost in his own world, Mengdie calmly considered the situation. It was best to maintain the status quo; she couldn't let… Her excitement had ruined her friendship! Mengdie turned and quietly went into the bedroom, gently closing the door. After a short while, Mengdie deliberately opened the door loudly, startling Fenglan awake. Mengdie walked to Fenglan's side, and Fenglan smiled at her: "I always have trouble matching my shoes. This pair I bought this time doesn't seem to suit me either." Mengdie laughed and said, "I think they're fine. Did Ruiyun buy them for you? Hehe." "Let's go then. Ruiyun's all set. She just called me." Fenglan kept glancing at Mengdie beside her, noticing she was wearing white shorts that accentuated her beautiful curves. Ruiyun sat in the passenger seat, gazing out the window. The two exchanged a few words occasionally, but couldn't seem to get into a conversation. Fenglan simply put on some soothing music and focused on driving. Hangzhou's city center is bustling, with countless cars on the road. The constant traffic lights made people irritable. Fenglan muttered to himself, trying to get Mengdie's attention, but Mengdie always skillfully avoided him, leaving him feeling bored. Soon, the car arrived at Ruiyun's hair salon. As soon as the car stopped, Mengdie eagerly rushed inside to Zhao Ruiyun's salon, without even glancing at Fenglan. Inside, Mengdie saw Ruiyun getting her hair styled and went over. The two sisters exchanged pleasantries for a while, then noticed two young men sitting on the sofa nearby, dressed in what appeared to be expensive clothes. Mengdie secretly glanced at the slightly thinner man on the left and noticed his tasteful attire; the watch on his wrist probably cost over a million. Ruiyun smiled: "This is Lin Le, and sitting next to him is Yang Peng. They are my high school classmates and my childhood neighbors; we've been friends since we were little." After the introductions, Mengdie smiled slightly at them as a sign of politeness.Yun then said to the two of them, "This is my good friend, Lin Mengdie." The two smiled and returned the greeting. Lin Le moved aside, saying, "Hey, please sit down!" Mengdie, holding her bag, slowly sat down. "Lin Mengdie, hello, what a lovely name! It seems your parents are very cultured!" "How so?" Mengdie said with a smile. "Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, and your name is Mengdie! That's it! See how ordinary my name is!"
Everyone laughed, and Mengdie smiled and said, "I heard from my mother that when I was born, my father was teaching a class at school. He was teaching the poem 'Zhuangzi Dreaming of a Butterfly,' and when he received the phone call, he immediately thought of my name—Mengdie!" Mengdie felt very comfortable here, without any constraints. She felt happy being with these friends! Living with Liu Jian for so long had naturally made her feel depressed by his monotonous and dull lifestyle. But she couldn't help it; she constantly told herself that even so, she was willing to endure it because what she wanted was a family, a complete and happy family. Her upbringing had made her realize that she couldn't be like the average woman who wanted more than she had. She would firmly continue on her path, forever, she told herself. Unless… The group was chatting happily, completely unaware that Fenglan had been standing by the sofa for a long time. Fenglan stood there, his eyes on Ruiyun, but he would occasionally steal glances at Mengdie, surrounded by the sweet talk of the two women. Fenglan was thirsting for more! Ruiyun had her hair done; her beautiful hair, styled by the hairdresser, looked radiant and captivating. Coupled with her short haircut, she appeared even more dashing and spirited. Most men could only dream of such a woman. There's a saying: behind every woman you want to sleep with is a man who's had enough of her! Fenglan and Ruiyun had a relationship in college, so Ruiyun was relatively skilled in bed. However, Mengdie, also a woman, seemed much more naive. She didn't even understand why men liked women to give them sex. In her eyes, a man's penis was unhygienic and unnatural to have in her mouth. She remembered once being forced to perform oral sex by Liu Jian, but she almost knocked blood off his penis with her teeth, causing him to lose interest for days. The group arrived at Jiahuang International, one of the city's top-tier entertainment venues. The greeters outside had already rushed to the entrance before the car even drove in, leading Ruiyun and her party inside. Mengdie sat in Lin Le's Maserati, and the two chatted amiably. Mengdie learned that Lin Le's parents were the chairmen of the well-known Lantian Group in the city, owning several steel mills and countless real estate investments; they were very wealthy. Chapter 3, The Netherworld: "Throughout my life, I've dreamt of you, yet we remain strangers; now, separated by the darkness, my dreams are in vain." After booking a private room, Mengdie sat next to Lin Le, enjoying Ruiyun and her boyfriend's singing. Although Mengdie enjoyed the lively atmosphere, she couldn't be sure if she had mild autism. She had a slight defect that made it difficult for her to integrate into her surroundings. That's how the world is; in some places, there will be admirers and people seeking contact. Lin Le kept talking, trying to win Mengdie's favor. Watching Lin Le's unusual behavior, Yang Peng drank his beer alone, secretly chuckling to himself that Lin Le was becoming like an annoying little bee, buzzing incessantly because he talked so much. As alcohol took effect, Yang Peng's heart became somewhat sentimental. "Men drink either for joy or sorrow"—no man can escape this clutch. The darkness in Yang Peng's heart gradually swallowed the smile on his face; he was lost in thought, his eyes vacant. What was he remembering, what was he recalling? No one knew what kind of trauma he had suffered, not even Lin Le or Rui Yun could understand what was wrong with this usually melancholic young man. Lin Le was immersed in her conversation with Meng Die, who, unlike the others, didn't find it annoying. On the contrary, she grew increasingly fond of this wealthy young man before her, wanting to know more about him, to understand him better. Looking at his young and handsome face, her heart fluttered. She wondered why, since starting work, she had only encountered middle-aged men in their forties and fifties. There were so many male students in university, yet back then she seemed to deliberately resist these impulses, forcefully suppressing her physical urges, coldly rejecting all the passionate advances of men. Perhaps a person's family environment truly has a significant impact on the kind of person they become. Mengdie's eyes were fixed on Lin Le's, and their gazes froze for a moment. This primal connection, this electric current, came from the evolution of their ancient ancestors over millions of years. Lin Le's heart pounded violently. He felt he couldn't suppress his impulse. Feeling his arteries, his blood pressure had even reached 160 or 170, and he felt he could no longer hide his excitement with deliberate pretense. He wanted to tear off his gentle mask, to be a real man for a moment, to unleash his masculine energy. It made sense; only in the presence of a beautiful woman who stirred his heart, even instantly arousing him, could a man feel the powerful wildness within him! The desire to conquer everything. Mengdie's right hand rested on her thigh, a white Chanel ceramic watch adorning her slender, white wrist, making her arm appear even more like jade. At this moment, Mengdie felt no nervousness; her entire focus was on enjoying the music, the freedom, the comfort, and the feeling of mutual admiration and camaraderie. Normally, she would only sit demurely in front of strangers, but now she wanted to shed the constraints of propriety and relax. She leaned back on the sofa, her chest rising and falling with her deep breaths. That alluring, deep cleavage was a rainbow; in Lin Le's eyes, it was a dream bridge to heaven. Lin Le's heart was in turmoil; he didn't know what to do or say next. He only knew that all he could do was to fully appreciate the beautiful, naturally alluring woman before him, letting himself be completely captivated. Meng Die's legs were no longer as restrained as when she first entered the private room; she gradually relaxed her guard. Because they were kindred spirits, she chose to replace suspicion with trust, paying a price for the kind of pleasure she couldn't usually obtain. Lin Le picked up his wine glass, handed it to Meng Die, and smiled sweetly: "Let's have a drink, you must be thirsty after chatting for so long?" Meng Die took the glass, gently clinked it against Lin Le's, and parted her red lips, taking a small sip. When she opened her eyes, she found that Lin Le hadn't drunk anything, but was staring intently at her lips. "He looks so adorably dazed," Mengdie thought to herself. She didn't blame Lin Le at all; instead, she felt this man was very different from her husband. In him, Mengdie felt she could find youth, vitality, and passion. Her husband, on the other hand, was more about the toil of a housewife—a delicate, alluring woman, and the "golden cage mentality" of a married couple. Mengdie wanted to talk to Lin Le more, to find more of what she lacked emotionally in him. She didn't harbor any lustful thoughts; she simply wanted spiritual comfort. However, Lin Le didn't see it that way. He was already obsessed with Mengdie's body. He was impulsive, unable to control himself, trying every possible way to get close to her, even just touching, stroking, or kissing her, which made him feel: "Though I cannot be with her, my heart yearns for her." Although the private room was air-conditioned, the sweltering heat of Hangzhou in the summer was unimaginable. Mengdie smiled at Lin Le and said, "It's too stuffy in here, I'm going outside for some fresh air." Lin Le understood immediately; he knew Mengdie meant she wanted him to go outside and spend some time alone with him. Lin Le told Yang Peng, who was sitting nearby playing on his phone, that he hadn't bothered to greet Ruiyun and the others since they were singing so enthusiastically, and hurriedly went outside. Yang Peng seemed absent-minded, entertaining himself, but in reality, he was tormented. He had listened to their conversation from beginning to end, sometimes deliberately making a few gestures just to catch a glimpse of Mengdie. From the moment Mengdie first appeared before him, he had felt an inexplicable aura about her, an aura he knew all too well, yet could never possess again. Yang Peng lowered his head, watching Mengdie and Lin Le walk out one after the other out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't calm the turmoil in his heart; he so wished it was him following behind instead of Lin Le. He longed to prove himself superior to Lin Le. Although Lin Le's family background had historically been superior to Yang Peng's, Yang Peng was unwilling to fall behind. He was fed up with the arrogant attitude and disdainful behavior of Lin Le's mother, which he had witnessed since childhood. He wanted Meng Die; he wanted everything Lin Le possessed, and even more! In the dimly lit room, Yang Peng remained silent. He couldn't hear the singing, nor could he see the colors. All he could feel was that he was in a quiet, dark underground world, touching boundless darkness. Just then, Feng Lan told Rui Yun that he needed to use the restroom. Rui Yun didn't pay much attention and replied, "Okay, sure. We'll sing 'Falling in Love' when we get back." Feng Lan hurriedly went out to look for Meng Die and Lin Le, only to find a few waiters standing stiffly in the noisy corridor. Feng Lan muttered to himself. "Sir, how can I help you?" Feng Lan looked up and saw that it was the waiter standing not far away greeting him. "Where did the man and woman who just came out of the private room go?" Feng Lan asked, feigning composure. Before the waiter could answer, Feng Lan immediately added, "He left his phone on the sofa; I need to get it for him." The waiter calmly replied, "They just got into the elevator." Feng Lan didn't bother with formalities and quickly walked towards the elevator, only to find it was currently on the 28th floor. Feng Lan wondered, "Did they go to the top floor?" Without further thought, Feng Lan decided, "Let's go up and check."He quickly pressed the button twice. The elevator took a while to reach the 9th floor. Feng Lan hurried inside, pressed the button again, and headed up to the 28th floor… Lin Le followed behind Meng Die, the two of them enjoying the sweltering summer breeze on the rooftop of the building. The city's neon lights flickered on this beautiful land, making it appear exceptionally prosperous. Meng Die gazed at West Lake in the distance. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, strands falling messily across her face. Meng Die reached out to brush them aside, but suddenly, a pair of hands embraced her from behind. Meng Die wasn't panicked, even though she was very nervous. Meng Die said, her voice trembling slightly, "Let go, let go," but her hands gently reached for Lin Le's hands. Lin Le noticed that Meng Die didn't resist much, and his heart leaped with joy. He knew he was about to possess this beautiful and charming fairy! He suppressed his inner desire, holding Meng Die's slender waist tighter and tighter, almost making her breathless. Holding Mengdie in Lin Le's arms, her heart felt like it was a sea of fire on the left and an icy sea on the right. She couldn't find her own existence; only the occasional breeze would bring her a brief moment of clarity, but she would quickly fall back into the uncontrollable, yet irrepressible, erotic sensations. Lin Le held Mengdie from behind, and because he wasn't very tall, his penis pressed perfectly against her round, plump buttocks. The sensual friction made it impossible for Lin Le to go soft once he became erect; it was as hard as an iron rod pressing against Mengdie's buttocks, rubbing up and down against her cleft. Lin Le smelled the fragrance emanating from Mengdie's body; it was clearly the scent of tequila. He deeply inhaled every trace of her fragrance, wanting to memorize her scent and never forget it. Lin Le kissed Mengdie's neck; her smooth, soft skin exuded a fragrance, completely free of any artificiality. Lin Le savored this, his tongue constantly licking every inch of her exposed skin. Mengdie found the pleasure from Lin Le's kisses unbearable; the sensation was both tingling and itchy. Each gentle lick of her skin by Lin Le's tongue felt like tiny electric currents coursing through her soul. Mengdie breathed softly, her eyes tightly closed. At that moment, only the gentle breeze from the lakeside filled her with a sense of freedom, comfort, and a touch of romance. Lin Le continued kissing her, his clothes already soaked with sweat from the heat. He felt the true meaning of desire, the most exquisite feeling imaginable. He became increasingly captivated, longing to hold Mengdie close, showering her with affection day and night. Lin Le's hands began to caress Mengdie involuntarily, each touch causing her to tremble slightly. The intimacy between a man and a woman was so wonderful; Mengdie felt her soul tremble violently. She channeled her last fear and worry into the electric pleasure of the touch. Lin Le slipped his hand inside Mengdie's clothes, feeling a light sheen of sweat on her skin. The sweat wasn't sticky or greasy; instead, it had a cool, refreshing feel. Lin Le gently caressed her, wanting to savor Mengdie as slowly as possible. He licked Mengdie's delicate body like a greedy wolf. "Ah! Ah! Be gentle," Mengdie moaned softly. Lin Le's hands tightly kneaded Mengdie's breasts, making her breathing heavier, almost causing her to cry out. Unable to withstand Lin Le's caresses, Mengdie's nipples instantly hardened, and beads of sweat dripped down her jade-like neck, gathering on her deep cleavage. Lin Le kissed Mengdie's earlobe, his hands kneading her nipples with varying degrees of pressure. Mengdie felt as if a thousand ants were frantically biting at every sensory cell of her body. ...While the scene here was fiery and passionate, the scene here was horrifying! Feng Lan looked at the half-open iron gate and vaguely saw two people standing on the top floor, seemingly embracing. A gloomy feeling immediately rose in Feng Lan's heart. He lurked behind the iron gate, his two malevolent, resentful eyes coldly fixed on Mengdie and Lin Le in the darkness. Each time he heard Mengdie's soft moans, it was like a sharp blade tearing at Feng Lan's heart! Feng Lan stared fiercely, but found his penis wouldn't obey; the sight of Mengdie's alluring body, the sound of her moans that would soften any man's heart, immediately caused him to become erect. Feng Lan stroked his penis, his heart filled with bitterness! A wicked thought sprouted from the depths of his mind, and Feng Lan immediately pulled out his phone, selfishly and shamelessly taking pictures of Mengdie and Lin Le under the dim neon light of the rooftop… Mengdie could no longer resist and turned around forcefully, grabbing Lin Le's head, determined to kiss him passionately. Lin Le was taken aback by this sudden action, but immediately got into the mood, thrusting his wet, hot tongue into Meng Die's mouth. Their tongues intertwined passionately, Meng Die occasionally sucking on Lin Le's tongue. Lin Le kissed her passionately while stroking her back with both hands. Meng Die became increasingly unable to control her emotions; for the first time, she felt her desire so intense, a powerful urge surging from the depths of her heart. She wanted Lin Le, wanted him to bring her pleasure. Lin Le's penis throbbed painfully; he had never reacted so strongly before. He was momentarily at a loss. He softly asked Meng Die, "Do you want it?" Meng Die kissed Lin Le's cheek, her lips burning with uncontrollable passion. Both of them were drenched in sweat. Meng Die nodded vigorously, continuing their frenzied, passionate kisses. Lin Le was overjoyed, pulling Meng Die's small hand and leading her towards the iron gate. Hiding in the dark corner, Feng Lan noticed the two approaching. Unable to hide in time, she pressed herself against the wall, barely daring to breathe, sweat pouring down her forehead. Lin Le pulled Meng Die through the iron gate towards the elevator, completely unaware of Feng Lan hiding behind the door. Just as they entered the elevator, Feng Lan's phone rang; Rui Yun was calling. Feng Lan was startled, thankfully the elevator doors were already closed, otherwise they would have been discovered at such a short distance. "Did you hear your phone ring?" Meng Die asked, approaching the elevator door with a puzzled look. "No!" Lin Le said with a smile, hugging Meng Die tightly. Meng Die didn't think much of it, assuming she had misheard. Reaching the first floor, Lin Le, holding Meng Die's hand, led her straight to the car. Lin Le started the car, skillfully turned it around, and sped off with a roar. Countless beautiful women on the street watched Lin Le's Maserati speed by, all lost in their own nighttime dreams. Feng Lan hung up the phone and pressed the power button. She hurriedly ran up the stairs to the first floor, arriving breathless and drenched in sweat! She saw Lin Le's Maserati roaring away not far from the entrance. Feng Lan quickly ran to her car and chased after it. The two cars sped through the city's neon lights, spring ahead, winter behind. The sun ahead, the moon behind. Lin Le, with Meng Die in tow, sped to a rather upscale five-star hotel by West Lake. Lin Le's father was one of the shareholders of this high-end hotel, possessing a permanent room key and a permanent luxury suite. Naturally, Lin Le made the most of this card, having spent countless nights there, making it a "lost paradise" for ordinary people. Lin Le slammed the car door shut, ignoring the enthusiastic greetings at the entrance, and hurried towards the elevator, going up to the luxury suite on the seventh floor. He inserted his room card and entered first; the lights automatically turned on, all pre-set by the hotel according to his preferences. Lin Le scooped up Meng Die and rushed into the bedroom before the door was even closed. Under the dim light, the room was exceptionally quiet. Lin Le put Meng Die down; before she could even stand properly, he grabbed her from behind. He pressed her tightly against the wall, all his previous reservations gone. In his own room, Lin Le suddenly felt unrestrained and full of confidence. He vigorously kneaded Meng Die's breasts, causing her to cry out. His hands, veins bulging, squeezed her breasts hard, tearing her clothes out of shape. Tears welled in Meng Die's eyes as she moaned and cried out passionately. Lin Le impatiently and roughly pulled down Mengdie's pants, squatting down and forcefully ripping them off, leaving a red mark on her thigh. Lin Le, his right hand gripping his throbbing penis, aimed it at Mengdie's vagina and forcefully thrust it in. Because of the ten minutes or so spent on the journey, Mengdie's previously aroused vagina was now somewhat dry. Lin Le ignored this and relentlessly fucked her from behind. Mengdie felt intense friction inside her vagina, accompanied by a dull pressure, pain mixed with passion and pleasure. Each time Lin Le thrust his large penis forcefully into Mengdie, she almost fainted. Mengdie felt that Lin Le's penis was very thick, but not as long as her husband's, so while her vagina felt intensely swollen and painful, there was no pulsating sensation like touching her uterus. Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!… Mengdie moaned with all her might, these moans an expression of painful pleasure rather than the pleasurable sensation of being fucked by a man. Mengdie was lost in the sensation, her hands trembling uncomfortably. Holding onto Lin Le wasn't an option, nor was leaning against the wall. She could only clench her fists and occasionally scratch the wall with her hands. Gradually, Mengdie's vagina began to flow with lustful fluid, and the initial thrusting no longer felt so unbearably hot. Mengdie relaxed, enjoying the utter comfort it brought. Lin Le, having stood and fucked Mengdie for a good ten minutes, was a little tired. He paused, kissed Mengdie, and they helped each other remove their remaining clothes. Lin Le carried Mengdie to the bed, carefully...Admiring Mengdie's voluptuous body closely, in the dim light, Mengdie writhed her full form, like a snake demon reincarnated, forcefully drawing Lin Le's soul. Feng Lan stopped the car and followed behind Lin Le, a wave of despair and sorrow washing over him. He followed Lin Le involuntarily. After a while, Feng Lan went up to the seventh floor, completely lost, and could only walk slowly down the corridor, looking at the room numbers, unsure of what to do. Suddenly, Feng Lan heard a series of loud groans. He followed the sound and arrived at the door of room 709. He found the door ajar, with a crack of about 3 centimeters. Feng Lan quietly peered through the crack but found no one inside. Feng Lan mustered his courage and gently pushed open the door, stepping inside, only to hear the groans growing louder, even bordering on painful cries. Feng Lan's heart was in agony; the louder the cries from inside, the more his heart ached as if being torn apart. Feng Lan walked to the bedroom and saw Lin Le, that beast, viciously fucking Meng Die's round, plump ass. Seeing Meng Die's pained expression, her agonizing moans, and the resounding slapping of her tender buttocks as Lin Le fucked her, Feng Lan's heart shattered, completely shattered. He couldn't understand why the goddess he had just fantasized about was now being tortured by this beast. Feng Lan hid behind the screen in front of the bedroom, secretly watching Lin Le and Meng Die's passionate scene! Feng Lan smiled, his face dark. He took out his phone and pressed the record button. Because the lighting in the guest room was much better than outside, the picture was very clear. Hearing Meng Die's soft moans, Feng Lan became erect again. Feng Lan instantly saw that the man looked like himself, brutally fucking Meng Die's tender cunt. ... "Ah! No! Gently, gently! Ugh... gently, ahhhhhh!" Meng Die lay on the bed, her hands gripping Lin Le's arms, her nails digging deeply into his flesh. Lin Le gritted his teeth, his right hand's two fingers thrusting, stirring, and vibrating intensely inside Mengdie's vagina. He occasionally tapped Mengdie's G-spot hard with his fingers! Mengdie screamed, shaking violently, her beautiful hair now disheveled and scattered on the bed. Mengdie felt waves of slight trembling wash over her lower body, accompanied by a surge of blood rushing to her cervix. With all her might, Mengdie screamed, "Faster! Don't stop! Faster! Ah! I want it! Ahhhhhh!" Mengdie trembled all over, her juices gushing out. Lin Le's fingers continued their rapid thrusting, the dripping sound of the fluid like beautiful music. Mengdie lay limply on the bed, her mind blank. The rapid climax had passed, and Mengdie clearly saw herself in her mind, her expression one of disgust. After a while, Liu Jian appeared before her, smiling sweetly and saying, "I love you." Mengdie's mind was in turmoil, but her eyes remained empty. Lin Le picked up Mengdie, who lay limply against his chest. Lin Le gently placed Mengdie in the bathtub, turned on the water, and warm water flowed into the tub. Stroking Mengdie's body, Lin Le placed rose petals one by one in the water, admiring Mengdie's closed eyes and blissful state. Looking at her naked body, a sense of pride welled up within him. Once the tub was full, Lin Le entered, embraced Mengdie, and pressed a button. The curtains slowly opened, revealing the beautiful night view of West Lake outside. Lin Le stroked Mengdie, who lay in his arms, gently kissing his chest, arms, and abdomen with her cherry-like lips, moving downwards... Feng Lan turned and stood up, mustering her courage to enter the bedroom. She found the bathroom to be very large, and she couldn't see anything inside from the bedroom. Feng Lan cautiously walked towards the bathroom, her heart pounding. The room was completely quiet, except for the slight sound of water splashing in the bathroom. "Thump!" A sharp pain shot through Feng Lan's foot. There was a step leading to the bathroom, and Feng Lan's toe had swelled up from kicking it. Lin Le, hearing the noise, immediately stood up. "What happened? What was that sound?" Mengdie asked softly. "Lie down for a bit, I'll go check it out," Lin Le said, picking up the soap dish and handing it to Mengdie. He walked towards the bedroom. "Be careful!" Mengdie whispered worriedly. Lin Le slowly entered the bedroom and turned on the light. He carefully searched the area but found no clues. Turning around, she walked outside the bedroom, watching the curtains sway in the breeze on the balcony. A vague sense of unease lingered; something amiss might be lurking behind them. Mustering her courage, she called out, "Who's there!" "Come out quickly!" Lin Le picked up a long vase from the table and slowly approached. "Thump!" Sweat beaded on Lin Le's forehead; her heart nearly stopped. Chapter Four: Darkness. Lin Le slowly walked towards the balcony where the wind-blown curtains were. The room was quiet except for the rustling of the wind blowing from West Lake. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, lifting the long curtains and obscuring her view. Lin Le yanked the curtains open and stepped onto the balcony. A cool summer breeze greeted her. Lin Le looked around but found nothing unusual. Looking towards West Lake, she felt the sentiment: "Water pillows can make mountains bow and rise, wind-blown boats can linger with the moon." Her mind instantly brightened, relaxing her earlier tension. She recalled how she had just obtained the body and soul of the dream butterfly she had longed for. A sweet spring welled up in his heart. But behind this spring lay a dark, unfathomable depth, a black hole that even Lin Le couldn't fathom, a place that seemed to devour everything, never satisfied! Lin Le enjoyed the cool breeze for a while, then stretched out his hands to rest on the railing. Just as he lowered his hands, Meng Die suddenly hugged him tightly from behind. Meng Die wore a bathrobe, the straps loose. Her naked body was exposed in the night, and Lin Le felt Meng Die's skin pressed tightly against his back—warm, soft, slippery, and elastic. In the darkness, Lin Le's eyes were half-closed, both alluring and bright. Meng Die had just been thoroughly satisfied by Lin Le, her entire body experiencing unparalleled release and pleasure. Meng Die held Lin Le's chest tightly, waves of masculine energy flowing from his back to his breasts. Meng Die caressed Lin Le's skin, her fingertips tracing every cell, as if she were sucking in the soft, feminine energy emanating from this beautiful woman. At this moment, yin and yang intertwined between heaven and earth, a gentle breeze carrying a hint of sultry heat. Mengdie grew increasingly attached to Lin Le, to his romantic charm—an allure that could captivate millions, something her husband never possessed. With her eyes closed, Mengdie nestled in her mother's arms like a greedy baby, wanting to savor the taste of breast milk. At this moment, Mengdie didn't know whether she was betraying Liu Jian and would have to face her husband with shame, or whether she should indulge in unbridled pleasure, following her feelings without restraint. Although Mengdie hesitated, wavering for a moment, she firmly believed she had fallen for this subtle allure, perhaps the taste of illicit pleasure! Women are strange creatures; beforehand, they constantly guess, fear, and resist. Once they experience the pleasure of sex, they become unstoppable. In the process, a woman forgets all humiliation, reluctance, feigning innocence, yet calmly savoring the taste and pleasure of sex. Sometimes, women selfishly, heartlessly, and disgustingly compare the pleasure of sex in a consensual relationship with the pleasure of being forced, unfamiliar, or one-sidedly sexually assaulted! In reality, women's greed is stronger than men's expanding greed in their pursuit of power! It's just that women crave possession, desire to possess and control everything they already have, including men! The difference is that men are more concerned with things that don't belong to them, such as sexual resources! In this world, there is only being sexually assaulted and sexual intercourse, only consent and being consented to! Lin Le held Meng Die's hands in his, stroking them back and forth. Meng Die whispered, "Do you like my body?" After speaking, Meng Die closed her eyes tightly, seemingly not expecting Lin Le's answer; she simply wanted to express what was in her heart. However, this question made Lin Le ponder deeply. He then smiled slightly and said, "I prefer women who are refined and elegant. A beautiful woman not only needs to be naked, but also needs to be free from worldly dust." Meng Die opened her eyes. She hadn't expected Lin Le to answer her with such a clever remark. Although she had seen through it, the effect was still good. Women are always happy when praised, regardless of whether it's true or not. Lin Le raised his voice slightly, "We had a night of passion. Isn't that 'stealing someone else's wife'?" What do you think? Lin Le finished speaking with a smile, his face revealing a sinister smugness. He turned Meng Die around, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and let his erect penis press against her lower abdomen, rubbing against her fine pubic hair. Hearing Lin Le's words, Meng Die said mischievously, "You bad boy, you've already slept with me. What am I supposed to do now?" Lin Le chuckled but didn't say anything more. He gazed deeply into Mengdie's clear eyes, then slowly leaned down and kissed her forehead. Mengdie seemed like ice cream melting under the scorching sun, turning into a pool of water that flowed into the ocean of Lin Le, the man she considered a second continent. "Have you ever seen a real man? I believe your man is just a male animal, yet you think that's what men are." "What a pitiful, beautiful woman!" Lin Le said affectionately, whether Mengdie heard him or not, he took it as teasing. Seeing that Mengdie had been aroused again, Lin Le thought long and hard and decided to thoroughly enjoy himself tonight.This exceptionally beautiful woman was willing to reward herself, even if it meant going home to rest for half a month. Lin Le caressed Mengdie's body from top to bottom, passionately kissing her. He lifted the bathrobe covering Mengdie's body and slowly reached for her round, full buttocks, kneading them vigorously, moving them up and down. He would pull her buttocks apart forcefully, then squeeze them together, causing her vulva to expand and contract. He instantly felt a surge of pleasure, his hand moistening the thick, fertile ground outside her vagina. Mengdie gasped instinctively, saying, "No, I can't take it anymore. My health is more important. There will be plenty of opportunities later!" She tried to break free, but Lin Le held her buttocks tightly, preventing her from moving. Mengdie gasped and babbled incoherently, while Lin Le, like a mad bull, was consumed by lust, oblivious to her cries. He kneaded her buttocks, then, after a while, extended his index and middle fingers, slowly sliding them down her deep cleft until they reached her anus. He gently touched her anus, but was stopped by her intense reaction. Like a startled rabbit, Mengdie struggled free from Lin Le's grasp, nimbly escaping into the bedroom and jumping onto the bed, pulling the covers over herself. Seeing Mengdie's excitement, Lin Le's interest was amplified. He rushed into the bedroom and pounced on the bed, embracing her completely, blanket and all. Mengdie looked at Lin Le with a beaming smile, her longing unspoken. Lin Le felt a burning, throbbing pain in his glans. Because of the first time, this second time felt like a divine intervention. His erection possessed an imposing, unyielding power. Lin Le naturally felt incredibly confident, wanting to make love with Meng Die once more. However, Lin Le tried his best to maintain a clear head. He knew that after this, he didn't know when he would be able to be intimate with Meng Die again. Therefore, he wanted to savor every detail, every movement, of this sexual journey with Meng Die. He couldn't forget it, he couldn't let this feeling vanish in an instant. Lin Le slipped his hand under the covers and immediately touched Meng Die's vaginal opening. Streams of warm, moist love fluid flowed from her vagina, soaking his fingers. Lin Le slowly inserted his fingers into Meng Die's vagina, slowly, gently, afraid of hurting her tender private parts. Meng Die's moans grew louder, making Lin Le feel extremely uncomfortable. Amidst Mengdie's aphrodisiac moans, Lin Le rubbed his penis vigorously against her body through the thin blankets. His fingers thrust rapidly and forcefully inside her vagina. Mengdie writhed like a snake, unable to bear the tingling sensation. She pulled back the blankets, and the two embraced completely. The touch of their skin gave them an unparalleled passionate sensation, and a grand drama slowly intensified, changing and developing. A veritable erotic drama was about to unfold. Lin Le lifted Mengdie and placed several pillows under her body, letting her lean against them. He then lay on top of her, kissing her delicate neck, causing Mengdie to gasp and moan softly from the tingling sensation. Her head swayed from side to side, her hands gripping Lin Le's head, pressing it forcefully against her body. Lin Le kissed and licked Meng Die at varying speeds, letting her sway and twist, even trying to turn over. Lin Le's hands gripped Meng Die's breasts tightly, his eyes filled with barely suppressed desire. He sucked hard on her nipples, licking her areolas; soon, the two pink nipples turned purplish-red and hard, standing erect like two towering pagodas facing each other. Unable to resist Lin Le's wanton exploration of her body, Meng Die sat up abruptly, causing Lin Le to sit on her lap. Lin Le quickly adjusted his position to avoid pressing down on Meng Die. But before he could even sit properly, Meng Die pushed him down, spreading her legs and sitting on top of him, pressing his hard penis between her thighs. Thick, sticky fluid slowly flowed onto Lin Le's penis, intensifying the friction between them. Lin Le simply lay there doing nothing, simply enjoying himself as Meng Die, this woman now acting like a madwoman, ravaged his body like dry tinder being burned by a raging fire. Lin Le closed his eyes, mimicking Meng Die's moans as he gradually reached a climax. Meng Die smiled slightly, surprised that a man could moan and pant like a woman. Filled with even greater curiosity, Meng Die used her lips and fingertips to explore every part of Lin Le, this enigmatic man in her heart. At this moment, Meng Die felt like an adventurer, driven by a strong belief to explore every corner of Mother Earth, every part of dear nature—a corner, a mountain, a lake, a sea, a marshland, a ravine—all were things she wanted to explore, discover, understand, and become fascinated by. Mengdie's tongue, warm and nimble, launched a fierce attack on Lin Le, protected by his full lips. It was like a gentle drizzle, like countless raindrops, like a torrential downpour. Lin Le, who had initially wanted to quietly enjoy the moment, was now swaying and bobbing, his movements unsteady. He was being driven to moan like a woman. Half the credit for this was due to Mengdie's unique constitution—her naturally soft and moist skin, coupled with excellent aftercare. Most importantly, Mengdie's quiet and elegant spirit permeated every inch of her skin, allowing her to continuously transmit her beliefs, preferences, temperament, and spirit to every cell of Lin Le's body during their contact. "Sex is essentially a physical exchange between two people, and this exchange relies on the mutual contact of skin to transmit information. Men wonder why a perfect woman can't get a perfect man, and they want to find out. Because when a man is about to have sex with a naked, sexy, and alluring woman in front of him, he naturally forgets all his shortcomings and weaknesses, and is inexplicably filled with confidence, an unparalleled confidence. Most people only realize they aren't as good as they thought when they ejaculate less quickly than expected, and then they suddenly realize that they are not as good as they thought. Then regret and remorse follow. Even more dangerous is the feeling of inferiority." Born quietly. Women are born believing themselves to be goddesses, born to save a certain man. To share his burdens, to bear his children, to release his sexual desires, to endure everything they can for him. But sometimes, women also see themselves as lifeboats. In matters of sex, women are more likely to think, "Life is so short, too short to even have time for constant pleasure, too short to even have a candlelit stroll, why waste life pursuing power and lust?" They crave, even actively invite men onto their lifeboats.… Mengdie kissed Lin Le's chest, her technique already very skillful. But every time she kissed just a little below Lin Le's abdomen, Mengdie would immediately stop. She would turn upwards. Lin Le, who had been eagerly anticipating this moment, was unexpectedly met with a cold shower. A slight disappointment was inevitable. Lin Le opened his eyes and quietly looked at Mengdie. At this moment, Mengdie's kisses were no longer as pleasurable as before. Lin Le wanted something more pleasurable, something more… Lin Le paused for a moment and said, "Have you ever given a blowjob?" Meng Die said, "My husband used to ask me to give him one, but the smell made me gag. It was really unpleasant. I accidentally bit his penis, and he got a little angry. We didn't continue making love that night." Meng Die looked at Lin Le's cold expression and felt uneasy. "Is your husband unhygienic down there? Actually, it feels very good. I'll teach you. Take your time, don't panic."Mengdie looked at Lin Le with a beaming smile, her longing eyes unmistakable. Lin Le felt a burning, painful swelling in his glans; having experienced it before, this second time felt like divine intervention. His erection possessed an imposing, unyielding power. Lin Le was naturally incredibly confident, wanting to make love with Mengdie once more. However, Lin Le tried his best to maintain a clear head; he knew that after this, he didn't know when he would be able to be intimate with Mengdie again. Therefore, he wanted to savor every detail of this sexual journey with Mengdie, every movement. He couldn't forget it, he couldn't let this feeling vanish in an instant. Lin Le slipped his hand under the covers, and it immediately touched Mengdie's vaginal opening. Streams of warm, moist love fluid flowed from her vagina, soaking his fingers. Lin Le slowly inserted his fingers into Mengdie's vagina, slowly, gently, afraid of hurting her tender private parts. Mengdie's moans grew louder, making Lin Le feel extremely uncomfortable. Under Mengdie's aphrodisiac-like moans, Lin Le rubbed his penis against her body through the thin blankets. His fingers thrust rapidly and forcefully inside her vagina. Mengdie writhed like a snake, unable to bear the tingling sensation. She pulled back the blankets, and the two embraced completely. The touch of their skin gave them an unparalleled passionate sensation, and a grand drama slowly intensified, changing and developing. A beautiful erotic play was about to begin. Lin Le picked Mengdie up and placed several pillows under her body, letting her lean against them. He lay on top of her, kissing her delicate neck, causing Mengdie to gasp and moan softly from the tingling sensation. Her head swayed from side to side, her hands holding Lin Le's head, pressing it forcefully against her body. Lin Le kissed and licked Meng Die at varying speeds, letting her sway and twist, even trying to turn over. Lin Le's hands gripped Meng Die's breasts tightly, his eyes filled with barely suppressed desire. He sucked hard on her nipples, licking her areolas; soon, the two pink nipples turned purplish-red and hard, standing erect like two towering pagodas facing each other. Unable to resist Lin Le's wanton exploration of her body, Meng Die sat up abruptly, causing Lin Le to sit on her lap. Lin Le quickly adjusted his position to avoid pressing down on Meng Die. But before he could even sit properly, Meng Die pushed him down, spreading her legs and sitting on top of him, pressing his hard penis between her thighs. Thick, sticky fluid slowly flowed onto Lin Le's penis, intensifying the friction between them. Lin Le simply lay there doing nothing, simply enjoying himself as Meng Die, this woman now acting like a madwoman, ravaged his body like dry tinder being burned by a raging fire. Lin Le closed his eyes, mimicking Meng Die's moans as he gradually reached a climax. Meng Die smiled slightly, surprised that a man could moan and pant like a woman. Filled with even greater curiosity, Meng Die used her lips and fingertips to explore every part of Lin Le, this enigmatic man in her heart. At this moment, Meng Die felt like an adventurer, driven by a strong belief to explore every corner of Mother Earth, every part of dear nature—a corner, a mountain, a lake, a sea, a marshland, a ravine—all were things she wanted to explore, discover, understand, and become fascinated by. Mengdie's tongue, warm and nimble, launched a fierce attack on Lin Le, protected by his full lips. It was like a gentle drizzle, like countless raindrops, like a torrential downpour. Lin Le, who had initially wanted to quietly enjoy the moment, was now swaying and bobbing, his movements unsteady. He was being driven to moan like a woman. Half the credit for this was due to Mengdie's unique constitution—her naturally soft and moist skin, coupled with excellent aftercare. Most importantly, Mengdie's quiet and elegant spirit permeated every inch of her skin, allowing her to continuously transmit her beliefs, preferences, temperament, and spirit to every cell of Lin Le's body during their contact. "Sex is essentially a physical exchange between two people, and this exchange relies on the mutual contact of skin to transmit information. Men wonder why a perfect woman can't get a perfect man, and they want to find out. Because when a man is about to have sex with a naked, sexy, and alluring woman in front of him, he naturally forgets all his shortcomings and weaknesses, and is inexplicably filled with confidence, an unparalleled confidence. Most people only realize they aren't as good as they thought when they ejaculate less quickly than expected, and then they suddenly realize that they are not as good as they thought. Then regret and remorse follow. Even more dangerous is the feeling of inferiority." Born quietly. Women are born believing themselves to be goddesses, born to save a certain man. To share his burdens, to bear his children, to release his sexual desires, to endure everything they can for him. But sometimes, women also see themselves as lifeboats. In matters of sex, women are more likely to think, "Life is so short, too short to even have time for constant pleasure, too short to even have a candlelit stroll, why waste life pursuing power and lust?" They crave, even actively invite men onto their lifeboats.… Mengdie kissed Lin Le's chest, her technique already very skillful. But every time she kissed just a little below Lin Le's abdomen, Mengdie would immediately stop. She would turn upwards. Lin Le, who had been eagerly anticipating this moment, was unexpectedly met with a cold shower. A slight disappointment was inevitable. Lin Le opened his eyes and quietly looked at Mengdie. At this moment, Mengdie's kisses were no longer as pleasurable as before. Lin Le wanted something more pleasurable, something more… Lin Le paused for a moment and said, "Have you ever given a blowjob?" Meng Die said, "My husband used to ask me to give him one, but the smell made me gag. It was really unpleasant. I accidentally bit his penis, and he got a little angry. We didn't continue making love that night." Meng Die looked at Lin Le's cold expression and felt uneasy. "Is your husband unhygienic down there? Actually, it feels very good. I'll teach you. Take your time, don't panic."Mengdie looked at Lin Le with a beaming smile, her longing eyes unmistakable. Lin Le felt a burning, painful swelling in his glans; having experienced it before, this second time felt like divine intervention. His erection possessed an imposing, unyielding power. Lin Le was naturally incredibly confident, wanting to make love with Mengdie once more. However, Lin Le tried his best to maintain a clear head; he knew that after this, he didn't know when he would be able to be intimate with Mengdie again. Therefore, he wanted to savor every detail of this sexual journey with Mengdie, every movement. He couldn't forget it, he couldn't let this feeling vanish in an instant. Lin Le slipped his hand under the covers, and it immediately touched Mengdie's vaginal opening. Streams of warm, moist love fluid flowed from her vagina, soaking his fingers. Lin Le slowly inserted his fingers into Mengdie's vagina, slowly, gently, afraid of hurting her tender private parts. Mengdie's moans grew louder, making Lin Le feel extremely uncomfortable. Under Mengdie's aphrodisiac-like moans, Lin Le rubbed his penis against her body through the thin blankets. His fingers thrust rapidly and forcefully inside her vagina. Mengdie writhed like a snake, unable to bear the tingling sensation. She pulled back the blankets, and the two embraced completely. The touch of their skin gave them an unparalleled passionate sensation, and a grand drama slowly intensified, changing and developing. A beautiful erotic play was about to begin. Lin Le picked Mengdie up and placed several pillows under her body, letting her lean against them. He lay on top of her, kissing her delicate neck, causing Mengdie to gasp and moan softly from the tingling sensation. Her head swayed from side to side, her hands holding Lin Le's head, pressing it forcefully against her body. Lin Le kissed and licked Meng Die at varying speeds, letting her sway and twist, even trying to turn over. Lin Le's hands gripped Meng Die's breasts tightly, his eyes filled with barely suppressed desire. He sucked hard on her nipples, licking her areolas; soon, the two pink nipples turned purplish-red and hard, standing erect like two towering pagodas facing each other. Unable to resist Lin Le's wanton exploration of her body, Meng Die sat up abruptly, causing Lin Le to sit on her lap. Lin Le quickly adjusted his position to avoid pressing down on Meng Die. But before he could even sit properly, Meng Die pushed him down, spreading her legs and sitting on top of him, pressing his hard penis between her thighs. Thick, sticky fluid slowly flowed onto Lin Le's penis, intensifying the friction between them. Lin Le simply lay there doing nothing, simply enjoying himself as Meng Die, this woman now acting like a madwoman, ravaged his body like dry tinder being burned by a raging fire. Lin Le closed his eyes, mimicking Meng Die's moans as he gradually reached a climax. Meng Die smiled slightly, surprised that a man could moan and pant like a woman. Filled with even greater curiosity, Meng Die used her lips and fingertips to explore every part of Lin Le, this enigmatic man in her heart. At this moment, Meng Die felt like an adventurer, driven by a strong belief to explore every corner of Mother Earth, every part of dear nature—a corner, a mountain, a lake, a sea, a marshland, a ravine—all were things she wanted to explore, discover, understand, and become fascinated by. Mengdie's tongue, warm and nimble, launched a fierce attack on Lin Le, protected by his full lips. It was like a gentle drizzle, like countless raindrops, like a torrential downpour. Lin Le, who had initially wanted to quietly enjoy the moment, was now swaying and bobbing, his movements unsteady. He was being driven to moan like a woman. Half the credit for this was due to Mengdie's unique constitution—her naturally soft and moist skin, coupled with excellent aftercare. Most importantly, Mengdie's quiet and elegant spirit permeated every inch of her skin, allowing her to continuously transmit her beliefs, preferences, temperament, and spirit to every cell of Lin Le's body during their contact. "Sex is essentially a physical exchange between two people, and this exchange relies on the mutual contact of skin to transmit information. Men wonder why a perfect woman can't get a perfect man, and they want to find out. Because when a man is about to have sex with a naked, sexy, and alluring woman in front of him, he naturally forgets all his shortcomings and weaknesses, and is inexplicably filled with confidence, an unparalleled confidence. Most people only realize they aren't as good as they thought when they ejaculate less quickly than expected, and then they suddenly realize that they are not as good as they thought. Then regret and remorse follow. Even more dangerous is the feeling of inferiority." Born quietly. Women are born believing themselves to be goddesses, born to save a certain man. To share his burdens, to bear his children, to release his sexual desires, to endure everything they can for him. But sometimes, women also see themselves as lifeboats. In matters of sex, women are more likely to think, "Life is so short, too short to even have time for constant pleasure, too short to even have a candlelit stroll, why waste life pursuing power and lust?" They crave, even actively invite men onto their lifeboats.… Mengdie kissed Lin Le's chest, her technique already very skillful. But every time she kissed just a little below Lin Le's abdomen, Mengdie would immediately stop. She would turn upwards. Lin Le, who had been eagerly anticipating this moment, was unexpectedly met with a cold shower. A slight disappointment was inevitable. Lin Le opened his eyes and quietly looked at Mengdie. At this moment, Mengdie's kisses were no longer as pleasurable as before. Lin Le wanted something more pleasurable, something more… Lin Le paused for a moment and said, "Have you ever given a blowjob?" Meng Die said, "My husband used to ask me to give him one, but the smell made me gag. It was really unpleasant. I accidentally bit his penis, and he got a little angry. We didn't continue making love that night." Meng Die looked at Lin Le's cold expression and felt uneasy. "Is your husband unhygienic down there? Actually, it feels very good. I'll teach you. Take your time, don't panic."Driven by an even stronger curiosity, Mengdie used her lips and fingertips to search every inch of Lin Le, this enigmatic man in her heart. At this moment, Mengdie felt like an adventurer, exploring every corner of Mother Earth, dear nature, with a strong belief—a corner, a mountain, a lake, a marshland, a ravine, and so on—all were things she wanted to explore, discover, understand, and become fascinated by. Mengdie's tongue, warm and skillful, launched a fierce attack on Lin Le under the protection of his full lips, like a gentle drizzle, like countless raindrops, like a storm. It made Lin Le, who originally wanted to quietly enjoy himself, sway and undulate, making a man moan like a woman. Half the credit for this was due to Mengdie's special constitution—her naturally soft and moist skin, coupled with her excellent aftercare. Most importantly, Mengdie's quiet and elegant spirit permeated every inch of her skin, allowing her to continuously transmit her beliefs, preferences, temperament, and spirit to every cell of Lin Le's body during their contact. "Sex is essentially a physical exchange between two people, and this exchange relies on the mutual contact of skin to transmit information. Men wonder why a perfect woman can't get a perfect man, and they want to thoroughly investigate. Because when a man is about to have sex with a naked, sexy, and alluring woman, he naturally forgets all his shortcomings and weaknesses, inexplicably and inexplicably filled with confidence, unparalleled confidence. Most people only realize they aren't as amazing as they thought when they ejaculate less quickly than expected, and then regret and remorse follow. Even more dangerous is the feeling of inferiority." Born quietly. Women are born believing themselves to be goddesses, born to save a certain man. To share his burdens, to bear his children, to release his sexual desires, to endure everything they can for him. But sometimes, women also see themselves as lifeboats. In matters of sex, women are more likely to think, "Life is so short, too short to even have time for constant pleasure, too short to even have a candlelit stroll, why waste life pursuing power and lust?" They crave, even actively invite men onto their lifeboats.… Mengdie kissed Lin Le's chest, her technique already very skillful. But every time she kissed just a little below Lin Le's abdomen, Mengdie would immediately stop. She would turn upwards. Lin Le, who had been eagerly anticipating this moment, was unexpectedly met with a cold shower. A slight disappointment was inevitable. Lin Le opened his eyes and quietly looked at Mengdie. At this moment, Mengdie's kisses were no longer as pleasurable as before. Lin Le wanted something more pleasurable, something more… Lin Le paused for a moment and said, "Have you ever given a blowjob?" Meng Die said, "My husband used to ask me to give him one, but the smell made me gag. It was really unpleasant. I accidentally bit his penis, and he got a little angry. We didn't continue making love that night." Meng Die looked at Lin Le's cold expression and felt uneasy. "Is your husband unhygienic down there? Actually, it feels very good. I'll teach you. Take your time, don't panic."Driven by an even stronger curiosity, Mengdie used her lips and fingertips to search every inch of Lin Le, this enigmatic man in her heart. At this moment, Mengdie felt like an adventurer, exploring every corner of Mother Earth, dear nature, with a strong belief—a corner, a mountain, a lake, a marshland, a ravine, and so on—all were things she wanted to explore, discover, understand, and become fascinated by. Mengdie's tongue, warm and skillful, launched a fierce attack on Lin Le under the protection of his full lips, like a gentle drizzle, like countless raindrops, like a storm. It made Lin Le, who originally wanted to quietly enjoy himself, sway and undulate, making a man moan like a woman. Half the credit for this was due to Mengdie's special constitution—her naturally soft and moist skin, coupled with her excellent aftercare. Most importantly, Mengdie's quiet and elegant spirit permeated every inch of her skin, allowing her to continuously transmit her beliefs, preferences, temperament, and spirit to every cell of Lin Le's body during their contact. "Sex is essentially a physical exchange between two people, and this exchange relies on the mutual contact of skin to transmit information. Men wonder why a perfect woman can't get a perfect man, and they want to thoroughly investigate. Because when a man is about to have sex with a naked, sexy, and alluring woman, he naturally forgets all his shortcomings and weaknesses, inexplicably and inexplicably filled with confidence, unparalleled confidence. Most people only realize they aren't as amazing as they thought when they ejaculate less quickly than expected, and then regret and remorse follow. Even more dangerous is the feeling of inferiority." Born quietly. Women are born believing themselves to be goddesses, born to save a certain man. To share his burdens, to bear his children, to release his sexual desires, to endure everything they can for him. But sometimes, women also see themselves as lifeboats. In matters of sex, women are more likely to think, "Life is so short, too short to even have time for constant pleasure, too short to even have a candlelit stroll, why waste life pursuing power and lust?" They crave, even actively invite men onto their lifeboats.… Mengdie kissed Lin Le's chest, her technique already very skillful. But every time she kissed just a little below Lin Le's abdomen, Mengdie would immediately stop. She would turn upwards. Lin Le, who had been eagerly anticipating this moment, was unexpectedly met with a cold shower. A slight disappointment was inevitable. Lin Le opened his eyes and quietly looked at Mengdie. At this moment, Mengdie's kisses were no longer as pleasurable as before. Lin Le wanted something more pleasurable, something more… Lin Le paused for a moment and said, "Have you ever given a blowjob?" Meng Die said, "My husband used to ask me to give him one, but the smell made me gag. It was really unpleasant. I accidentally bit his penis, and he got a little angry. We didn't continue making love that night." Meng Die looked at Lin Le's cold expression and felt uneasy. "Is your husband unhygienic down there? Actually, it feels very good. I'll teach you. Take your time, don't panic."
"This?... " Mengdie said shyly and hesitantly. Lin Le picked up Mengdie and kissed her little mouth: "It's okay, I'll teach you." Lin Le had Mengdie lie face down on the bed with her back to him, while he lay in the center of the bed, letting Mengdie's hands and feet surround her body, adjusting slightly. Lin Le admired Mengdie's beautiful vulva as it slowly moved towards his head, his excitement barely contained. He grabbed Mengdie's buttocks and lowered her, so that Mengdie's vulva was just right against his mouth. Lin Le slowly said: "First, slowly take the penis into your mouth, not too deep, just enough to cover one side of the glans, then wrap your lips around the shaft a little outside the glans, and use your hands to hold the rest of the shaft and slowly rotate it around the back of the penis..."
Mengdie had mastered the four major techniques of oral sex in about ten minutes. After giving Lin Le oral sex for a short while, Lin Le could clearly feel that his glans was already very sensitive. If he continued, he would ejaculate very soon, which was contrary to his purpose. Lin Le patted Mengdie's bottom, signaling her to stop. Lin Le then picked up Mengdie and placed her in the center of the bed.

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