[Urban] Seductive Love (Complete) - 25

Chapter 15 A Misty Rainy Night

(October 3rd, 21:35, Haibin International Building) Typhoon Saomai arrived unexpectedly. Although it didn't directly hit Haibin City, it still brought a torrential downpour and strong winds.

Outside, the rain poured down, and the wind raged. Inside the Haibin International Building's performance hall, however, the atmosphere was cheerful and lively.

Liu Shixiong sat leisurely in the center of the front row, flanked by General Manager Huang and others. I sat a few seats away from him, watching the various performances—dances, solos, skits, and crosstalk—which were captivating and full of highlights. At the end of the program, Ouyang Dan, the "pillar" of the T City Experimental Drama Troupe, known as "Little Peony," performed a scene from "The Injustice to Dou E." This "Little Peony" bore a resemblance to the film star Ma Yili; her appearance was elegant and beautiful, her voice soft and sweet, and her performance delicate and expressive. Her singing was melodious and beautiful, rich in charm, conveying emotion through her voice and vice versa, perfectly capturing the character of Dou E in the drama—loyal, resolute, and sorrowful—with gentle grace and vividness.

Liu Shixiong stared intently at Dou E on stage, watching her performance with great interest, his eyes revealing a lewd and wicked gaze as he observed her graceful figure.

On stage, Ouyang Dan's singing displayed both generosity and tragedy, fragility and sorrow. She moved with the speed and grace of a whirlwind, her movements as fluid as a cloud, as trembling as a wave, and as swift as a toss. Her delicate and genuine acting, combined with her clear and poignant singing, moved the audience to tears and sighs.

Finally, like the audience, I was captivated by her exquisite skill and perfect performance, and with tears in my eyes, I gave her a thunderous round of applause for her brilliant performance.

(October 3, 22:15, Seaside Resort) Juanzi's mind oscillated between the intoxicating paradise and reality. In her hazy, dreamlike state, she seemed to see a gigantic, man-eating serpent opening its blood-red maw, slithering towards the crevice between her legs. The enormous serpent's head, lubricated by the slippery mucus, lingered at the entrance of her warm, moist vulva. It tried to force its way into the narrow opening, its diameter significantly smaller than its own. Although the opening was slightly ajar due to excitement, it still couldn't accommodate the serpent's massive head. Encountering resistance, the serpent's head grew even more frenzied. It relentlessly and desperately tried to penetrate the narrow opening. After several unsuccessful attempts, it finally and brutally forced open the tight, tender vulva, which had only experienced a few sexual encounters.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

she cried out involuntarily.

The stinging pain of the foreign object intruding made Juanzi feel as if she were being torn in two. ...

Just then, a sudden clap of thunder outside the window jolted Juanzi awake from her dazed state. A tearing pain shot through her lower body. She tried to get up to avoid the intrusion, but her body was weak and limp from her recent orgasm. Opening her eyes, she found herself lying naked on the edge of the bed, her two pale legs shamefully draped over Erbao's shoulders. He was standing bent over the edge of the bed, his hands around her legs. His enormous glans was already engulfed in her tender vagina, the mushroom-shaped head firmly filling the inner labia of her vagina. His penis was covered with terrifying, root-like veins, fitting perfectly into her vagina without a single gap.

The thunder had just passed when Erbao heard her moan. Turning his gaze, he saw the beautiful woman before him: her face flushed, her fair and smooth body glowing red, her body glistening with fragrant sweat, her damp hair clinging to her neck, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her delicate brows furrowed, her pearly teeth gently biting her soft, rounded lower lip, her firm breasts standing even more erect, her full and fair thighs even more translucent, her smooth, beautiful abdomen rising and falling slightly, utterly alluring.

Erbao's penis was already inside that muddy, narrow passage, the vaginal opening like a baby's mouth tightly holding his glans, greedily sucking and chewing, gently yet powerfully chewing, warm and soft, the folds of flesh inside the vagina like countless tiny mouths giving him a powerful sucking and enveloping sensation, a feeling that was truly indescribable. He couldn't bear to let his penis penetrate further, only enjoying the waves of pleasurable stimulation brought by Juanzi's naturally endowed orifices, experiencing the warmth and softness of Juanzi's body, experiencing the warm embrace and tightness. The ordinary word "so comfortable" simply couldn't express this feeling.

(October 3, 22:35, Haibin International Building) In room 1118, Liu Shixiong was receiving Ouyang Dan and Wang Ying from T City TV station in the reception room.

Under the soft, charming light of the room, Ouyang Dan, after removing her makeup, appeared even more delicate and beautiful, as lovely as a flower. Her eyes were like autumn water, and her thick, red lips were indescribably sexy and alluring. Her full body seemed to be stirring within her well-matched clothing; perhaps due to her training, her breasts were very full, almost bursting out from her black tight-fitting corset; a bright blue short skirt tightly hugged her rounded buttocks. She looked to be no older than thirty, at most twenty-six or twenty-seven.

"Let me introduce you. This is Secretary Liu from our T City."

Wang Ying was charming and gentle.

"Secretary Liu, hello!"

The beautiful Ouyang Dan was dignified and pretty, shy yet respectful, anxiously anticipating.

"Oh..."

The short and bald Liu Shixiong had a very serious demeanor.

After serving tea and water, I retreated to the inner room to await my summons.

The pitch-black night outside the window concealed the vastness of the downpour in a huge black curtain. Flashes of lightning cleaved the night sky, and torrential rain poured down, darkness enveloping the city like a mist. It's strange that meteorologists give each typhoon such beautiful names; the terrifying and fierce typhoons have such lovely and gentle names.

I wonder what Juanzi is doing now? She's very timid; is she scared? Once, she watched a horror movie and was so frightened that she turned pale and didn't dare to sleep all night. She wouldn't let the lights be turned off, and I stayed with her until dawn. I worried she might be trembling from the thunder and lightning. I was so worried about her. The storm had disrupted communications, making it impossible to contact her. A wave of anxiety and tension washed over me.

From the reception room came a conversation: "Secretary Liu, this is Ouyang Dan, known as 'Little Peony,' a recipient of the Plum Blossom Award for Drama. She's a leading actress in our T City Experimental Drama Troupe. She's beautiful, with a clear and melodious voice. Her portrayals of various characters leave a deep impression on the audience. In a few days, she will be attending the 'Famous Artists and Famous Songs Concert' in Haibin City. The one I mentioned to you on the phone this afternoon…"

"Secretary Liu, I'm so sorry! Xu Dong, who caused you trouble, is my husband. Afterwards, you asked me to drink with you, but I didn't give you face. Old Xu and I both know we were wrong. I promise we'll never cause you trouble again. Please forgive Old Xu…"

The once-mellow voice had become a sorrowful, hoarse whisper.

“Secretary Liu, Ouyang Dan was ignorant and offended you. Please forgive her.”

“No one can help with this. Anyone who breaks the law must be punished by law. He should be in prison to be reformed by the people.”

Liu Shixiong didn’t even lift his eyelids, lazily speaking in an official tone.

“Secretary Liu, please help Old Xu, otherwise he really can’t hold on…”

Ouyang Dan pleaded in fear, sobbing incessantly as she spoke.

"Please help Ouyang Dan, okay? Xu Dong was just confused for a moment, but now he knows he was wrong. Please call the Justice Bureau and ask the detention center to be lenient. I'm begging you! Please give me some face, okay?"

"Wait a minute, Ouyang Dan, weren't you so arrogant? Wasn't your husband supposed to be tough? Why are you backing down now?"

"Secretary Liu, I was really wrong. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against us anymore."

"See how sincere Ouyang Dan is, let it go. Okay? Ouyang Dan will repay you... Little Peony, hurry over there!"

"Alright, since you've recognized your mistake and corrected it, that's good, isn't it? How about this, I'll call them in a bit and have someone get him a medical checkup first. The Party's policy is to learn from past mistakes to avoid future ones and to cure the disease to save the patient, isn't it?"

“Secretary Liu, thank you! I will definitely repay you.”

She pleaded, sobbing.

“Ha…no problem, no problem! Alright, alright, stop crying! I promise to help you. As long as you listen to me, there’s no hurdle you can’t overcome. Actually, I really like your acting…”

A brief silence fell over the reception room.

I curiously peeked into the room. What I saw stunned me—Ouyang Dan was sitting shyly on Liu Shixiong’s lap, nestled in his arms. One of Liu Shixiong’s hands was around Ouyang Dan’s slender waist, while the other hand was already inside her clothes, fondling her full breasts.

The beautiful TV host, Wang Ying, laughed lewdly, “Is the air conditioning in this room broken? It’s so hot. Ouyang, let me help you take off your camisole!”

While glancing at the lewd scene before her, she maliciously tried to remove Ouyang Dan’s black sleeveless silk camisole.

"No... Wang Ying, stop it... don't be naughty..."

"Secretary Liu, please lend a hand..."

"You two are bullying her together..."

Outnumbered and outmatched, Ouyang Dan was no match for the combined efforts of Wang Ying and Liu Shixiong; her black sleeveless silk camisole was pulled off.

"How embarrassing... Wang Ying, just wait and see how I deal with you later."

Ouyang Dan blushed crimson.

"Don't be stubborn, you'll be dealt with by Secretary Liu in a moment. Hehe..."

"How annoying..."

The scene in the living room left me speechless, my heart pounding. In my astonishment, how could this be? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it. Was the alluring, flirtatious Ouyang Dan the same artist who had moved me so deeply on stage, the one I admired? Was the wicked and wanton host of "People's Focus" Wang Ying the same elegant and beautiful host who had once inspired my sexual fantasies on screen? Why? Humans are so utterly despicable, filthy, and shameless! (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain ejaculation sensation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.) Bullshit!

"Wealth cannot corrupt, poverty cannot sway, power cannot subdue."

In today's materialistic age, it's practically "Wealth can corrupt, poverty can sway, power can subdue." With power and money, one can indulge oneself at will; the best shortcut to changing poverty is selling one's personality and integrity; under the power of authority, can you not bow your head?

Previously, "knowledge is power" was advocated; now, "beauty is power." Power-for-sex transactions are more terrifying than power-for-money transactions. Power-for-money transactions are "one-and-done," while power-for-sex transactions, once completed, have lasting destructive power.

Only two things make women indifferent to a man's age and appearance: power and money.

As I was seething with resentment, I was surprised to find that my penis had become erect, creating a small tent in my pants. Did my usually unresponsive "little brother" enjoy this kind of scene? Recalling my accidental eavesdropping in the bathroom that afternoon, my "little brother" had been just as restless and reacting strongly. Could this kind of spying be the cure for my ailment?

I was both surprised and delighted. Forget about "power-for-sex" deals or drama stars and beautiful hosts. The most important thing right now was to seize the opportunity when my "little brother" was erect (it hadn't been under my control for a long time). I quickly suppressed my joy and thought about how to more effectively make my "little brother" enjoy himself.

Suddenly, my gaze fell on the telephone on the bedside table. A thought struck me. I picked up the telephone, then gently placed the receiver back on the raised edge next to the handset's spring button. The call didn't end; most people wouldn't notice the unusual position of the receiver unless they were paying attention.

I put the phone down like a thief, and as soon as I turned around, the door connecting the bedroom and living room was pushed open.

Liu Shixiong appeared in the doorway.

He said, "Da Niu! It's getting late, and I'm tired too. Go back to your room and rest."

"Okay! Just call me if you need anything, Uncle. I'll go back to my room now."

I hurriedly replied, while trying to hide my still-erect erection in my pocket. I went through to the living room and found it empty. I was a little disappointed. Just as I was closing the door, I noticed the bathroom light was on.

I returned dejectedly to my room, 1116. The phone in my room

rang incessantly. I quickly picked it up and put my ear to the receiver. I heard a man and a woman talking on the other end.

(October 3, 22:40, in a bedroom on the third floor of a seaside resort villa) After a moment of stillness, Juanzi's tender lower body gradually adapted to the size of the penis's glans. The pain gradually subsided, and a feeling of fullness began to arise. After all, a woman's vagina naturally has the elasticity to contract, and can accommodate and adapt to even the largest penis; it just requires a few times and a period of adjustment.

Erbao's glans penis was being eagerly wrapped and sucked by Juanzi's tight, hot vaginal walls, the sensitive glans enduring torment, jumping and throbbing restlessly inside. In the agonizing ecstasy, he couldn't suppress the surging desire within him, thrusting his hips to slowly push the other half of his penis, which was exposed, into her moist vagina.

"Ah...uh...no...don't...ah..."

Juanzi's tight passage gradually widened and lubricated, adapting to the size of the glans penis, but unable to withstand the penetration of the large glans. The thin skin of her vaginal opening was stretched taut by the enormous penis, the pain of the stretching mixed with pleasurable sensations, an electric-like pleasure shooting through her entire body. To Juanzi's shame, she actually anticipated the next, even deeper thrust.

The already tight passage, stretched taut by Erbao's enormous mushroom-shaped penis, caused the vaginal walls to tighten further, intensifying the sensation and making him cry out in pleasure, "So good! So tight!"

"Ugh... Ouch... A little lighter... It's too big..."

The sensation was both painful and pleasurable. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her lips parted slightly, and she moaned softly. Her round, erect breasts appeared even more prominent, her two pink nipples standing erect with excitement, trembling shyly exposed before Erbao's eyes. Her snow-white breasts swayed back and forth with each thrust, her beautiful face flushed with embarrassment.

Erbao gazed at Juanzi's beautiful face, pale with humiliation and despair, her allure captivating, and his heart stirred. He gently moved his penis, which was tightly gripped by her tight, narrow vagina… He didn't dare to use too much force, only gently and slowly pulling out a short section, then softly and gently pushing it back in, then slowly pulling out again, gently inserting… pulling out, inserting… once, twice, ten times… twenty times… fifty times… This rhythm and intensity continued for more than ten minutes.

“Ah… um… mmm…”

One after another, she moaned and groaned, full of spring-like desire. Juanzi heard her own seductive and melodious cries, and her already flushed face, already tinged with lust, turned even redder. Her starry eyes were half-closed, her face was flushed, she was panting heavily, and her forehead and nose were covered with glistening beads of sweat.

Erbao, who was experienced in love, knew that the woman beneath him was about to climax again, and he could no longer be gentle with her. He knew that she needed a stronger thrust at this moment. He gradually increased the frequency and force of his thrusts, each one more powerful and deeper than the last. The "splashing" sound of the muddy juices splattering and the "slapping" sound of skin hitting skin echoed rhythmically

in the room.

With Erbao's eyes blazing with intense lust, Juanzi's primal desires were reignited by his almost frenzied thrusting. Her body trembled slightly, her breathing became rapid and frantic, her head swayed uncontrollably from side to side, her beautiful face contorted and flushed, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. A wonderful, comfortable pleasure spread from her lower abdomen throughout her body. The nerve endings in her clitoris were extremely sensitive, her tender clitoris engorged with blood and exceptionally erect, the little pearl peeking out from the tender skin, hard and protruding like a red bean. The muscles inside her vagina twitched rhythmically, and a surge of heat welled up from deep within her.

"Ah...uh...I can't take it anymore..."

Juanzi's toes clenched, her whole body tensed—she had orgasmed!

At this moment, Juanzi was once again immersed in a blissful state, feeling that the man before her was incredibly strong, as if he had once again carried her to the clouds of ecstasy, floating in soft, warm clouds, and gently climbing upwards... Her heart was filled with tenderness and attachment to this man who had just been somewhat fearful and resistant. For a moment, she was disoriented, the penis inside her like a jack, lifting her up with each thrust, each stroke sending waves of intense pleasure through her body. She closed her beautiful eyes, savoring the exquisite sensation, her mouth uttering soft moans and gasps, her cries of pleasure incessant.

(October 3, 22:45, Haibin International Building) I nervously swallowed, pressing the phone tightly to my ear.

A man and a woman's conversation came through the receiver: "Come out of the bathroom quickly, everyone's gone, stop hiding...do you hear me..."

It was clearly Liu Shixiong's voice, the latter part rising an octave, his words tinged with impatience.

"...Coming! Coming!...Secretary Liu, please have some consideration for them, what if word gets out...how will they face others afterward..."

a melodious female voice replied.

"Come on! You women, you want to be prostitutes and have your cake and eat it too! I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of..."

Liu Shixiong looked displeased.

"You...you can't say that? Please show me some respect, this is the first time I've ever been treated like this..."

the woman said, her voice choked with emotion.

"What? You seem wronged? Wang Ying didn't explain why you came? Don't you understand?"

the man's voice sounded angry.

"..."

The woman sobbed softly.

"Why are you crying? You're so annoying! Wang Ying is a real bastard, I didn't want to get involved in your mess in the first place, but if she hadn't begged me repeatedly, I wouldn't have bothered to see you!"

"Secretary Liu, please don't be angry, I..."

the woman's voice trembled with fear.

"Stop talking! Get out! Get out of here!"

Liu Shixiong shouted sternly.

"Secretary Liu, please...please don't...I beg you...I...I'll kneel down for you...please...please don't be angry...I...I...what do you want me to do...sob...I'll do whatever you want...sob...sob..."

the woman cried as she spoke, finally bursting into loud sobs, her voice hoarse. ...

The woman's sobs gradually turned into choked sobs, followed by rustling sounds from the receiver, like someone undressing.

I felt a surge of heat rise from my lower abdomen.

The phone receiver emitted sounds of kissing, and as I imagined the beautiful Little Peony and Liu Shixiong's passionate kiss on the other end, I stroked my increasingly erect penis.

"Mmm...uh..."

came shy, low moans.

Soon, soft, watery groans escaped, slowly growing into long, almost mournful moans, and then almost into seductive cries. I couldn't guess what was happening on the other end, but it made me incredibly aroused, and my penis grew increasingly erect, as if it enjoyed this symphony.

"Mmm...uh...it hurts...be gentle...ouch..." came

increasingly rapid breathing.

Then, the receiver brought "slap...slap..."

heavy breathing, lingering moans, and rhythmic sounds of flesh colliding.

"Mmm...ah...uh..."

came the continuous, melodious moans.

The moans rose and fell, mingling with the rhythmic shaking of the bed, stirring up waves of desire within me, my penis growing ever harder.

"Plop...splat..."

The rhythmic sounds of flesh colliding, the wet sounds of thrusting, and the woman's seductive moans mingled together, creating a blush-inducing, heart-pounding cacophony.

"Mmm...uh...so itchy...so good..."

the wanton moans grew louder, intermittent, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, sometimes tender and lingering, sometimes undulating, sometimes melodious and long, sometimes urgent and soft, the moans of lovemaking.

"Plop...splat...plop...splat..."

made my lust surge even higher. "Oh...mmm...oh...so good...oh...so amazing...I...I'm almost there...harder..."

Just then, a "pop" sound, like a cork being pulled, came from the phone.

"Ah? No! Why did you come out? Hurry up and put it back in!"

The voice was loud and clear, like the tone of an opera singer angrily rebuking an enemy.

"Hehe!...I don't want you to ejaculate like this, squat up! Hurry up!"

"You? I beg you, just a few more thrusts and I'll come."

Her heart-wrenching pleading voice.

"Slap! Slap!"

The sound of a slap.

"Ah! Ouch! Waaah..."

The sound of a woman crying.

"You little slut, I'm asking you, who's begging whom today? If you don't listen, get out of here!"

I was puzzled, not knowing what was happening over there, so I pressed my ear to the vape tube to eavesdrop carefully.

“Please don’t make me leave, I’ll do as you say. Waaah… is this how you squat? Waaah…”

“Stop crying, it’s so disheartening! I’ll lie down… then squat up… and put your cunt in my mouth!”

“Ah? Is that how it is… so embarrassing!”

“Stop talking nonsense… hurry up… like this… yes… use both hands to pry open your labia!”

“Ah…” …

“So embarrassing… don’t… don’t lick there, it’s dirty… ah…”

A loud moan came from the microphone, as if she couldn’t bear it, yet also as if she couldn’t suppress her pleasure.

(October 3, 23:15, Seaside Resort) The wind and rain outside were still raging, while the lovemaking inside was in full swing.

Erbao saw that the beautiful Juanzi’s face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were closed shyly, she was panting heavily, covered in fragrant sweat, and her whole body was writhing in pleasure. His sense of accomplishment and desire to conquer increased. In order to completely subdue this beautiful woman beneath him, he should give her even stronger pleasure and ecstasy. So he pulled out his penis, picked up the limp and powerless Juanzi, moved her to the center of the bed, placed a pillow under her buttocks, spread her legs, and leaned over her. He quickly slid his penis into her muddy, tight vagina, and thrust in and out with even more vigor, left-up, right-down, three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one… his penis moved forward in a spiral motion like an eel in shallow water.

Finally, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and thrust his penis deep into her vagina…

“Ouch…”

Suddenly, Juanzi felt that the large thing had pressed against her clitoris. A jolt ran through her body, and an intense, tingling pleasure surged forth, like a powerful yet perfectly timed electric current striking her. She felt weak all over, unable to hold onto Erbao's neck. Her arms loosened, and her upper body slid down.

As she slid, Erbao's penis left her vagina, the intense stimulation abruptly replaced by a burning emptiness in her burning vagina. It was as if she was about to reach paradise of pleasure, only to be abruptly pulled back, leaving Juanzi feeling unbearable, as if something was stuck in her throat.

She opened her beautiful eyes, looking at Erbao with confusion. She found him smiling seductively at her, realizing he had deliberately tormented her. Her remaining senses made her feel incredibly ashamed and disgusted. However, her honest body betrayed her mind; her lower body spontaneously rose and swayed, searching for Erbao's penis.

However, every time her vagina was about to take hold of his penis, it would deliberately pull away and retreat. Juanzi knew that Erbao was intentionally humiliating her. Having already climaxed, Juanzi had no strength left to thrust. She felt both hatred and resentment, shame and anger, causing her unbearable pain.

"You...you move..."

The quiet Juanzi couldn't bear the turmoil and unbearable torment within her body and said weakly with resentment.

"Haha...baby, what's wrong? How should I move?"

Erbao grinned lewdly, and then his lower body sank heavily.

"Ah..."

She screamed immediately, her whole body trembling violently.

"Baby, what's wrong with you? Isn't this how you want me to move?"

He pretended to be puzzled, and hatefully lifted his lower body, his thick penis, dripping with fluid, being pulled out of her vagina.

"No...don't come out...you...how could you..."

Juanzi blushed and uttered a pitiful cry.

"So you wanted me not to come out, yes sir..."

Erbao's buttocks sank down again, and with a "plop" sound, his thick penis slid into her honey hole, squeezing out sticky fluid.

"Mmm..."

she moaned seductively.

Erbao's lower body pressed heavily against hers, making her unable to move. His penis remained motionless inside her honey hole, comfortably enjoying the waves of throbbing within Juanzi's vaginal muscles.

Without physical friction, the burning desire within Juanzi could not be released, she was about to reach the peak of lust but could not be released.

"Erbao, you...you bastard...waaaah...waaaah...please, don't torture me anymore...waaaah..."

Tears welled up in Juanzi's eyes, the last shred of her sanity crumbled like mercury spilling onto the ground, and the remaining sense of shame was shattered by honest physical desire. She went from resentment to lamentation, and from pleading to wailing.

Suddenly, she felt several more intense, electric-like waves of pleasure wash over her. As her body slid down, her lower body unexpectedly pressed against Erbao's enormous penis inside her. Her lower body contracted and writhed violently, her vagina instantly opening, and a gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, drenching Erbao's bald glans. Then, she went limp.

Juanzi had climaxed! Juanzi had another orgasm!

Erbao quickly reached down and supported Juanzi's buttocks. He felt as if her lower body was a baby's mouth greedily sucking at his penis, gripping it tightly, squeezing, writhing, and sucking. An extremely wonderful and exhilarating pleasure, one that even a seasoned lover like him had never experienced, instantly swept through his entire body. If he hadn't quickly held his breath, inhaled deeply, and exhaled slowly to restrain his throbbing penis, he probably would have ejaculated immediately.

He temporarily stopped thrusting, pressing the tip against the still violently contracting and writhing flower core, savoring this one-in-a-million, peerless orifice. He held Juanzi's buttocks with one hand, supporting her, while the other gently caressed her smooth, soft back.

Juanzi's firm, full breasts pressed tightly against Erbao's chest, rubbing and moving incessantly. She twisted her supple, flexible waist, swayed her round, pert buttocks, and raised her delicate, beautiful face, her hands around Erbao's neck as she forcefully shoved her tongue into his mouth. Her exquisitely beautiful "Dragon Pearl" orifice continued to writhe and suck, streams of nectar constantly irrigating Erbao's large mushroom. Her two long, white legs clamped around Erbao's waist, her two small, adorable feet hooking tightly around his buttocks, striving to make their lower bodies even more intimately intertwined.

Erbao was overjoyed by the sudden burst of passion from the woman in his arms. Although Juanzi's technique was still rather clumsy, her natural "Dragon Pearl Cave" gave him an intoxicating pleasure. He felt as if his large member was completely enveloped by a tight, narrow little fleshy hole, with the surrounding flesh walls constantly squeezing and writhing, and the tip feeling an immense suction, as if it were trying to suck his soul out.

Erbao gradually increased the speed of his thrusting, the glans of his penis, like a mushroom cap, filling the inner walls of her vagina, while the raised grooves constantly rubbed against the inner labia. Erbao's erotic skills had made countless lustful women ecstatic under him, and countless virtuous women submit to him, let alone Juanzi, who had little sexual experience.

At this moment, Juanzi's breathing quickened with the speed of the thrusting, her nightingale-like moans turning into wild, wanton cries; her soft, slender waist twisted faster, her rounded buttocks swayed more joyfully, and the contractions of her lower body became more intense, with gushing nectar surging forth, a powerful suction continuously emanating from her flower core.

Erbao quickly took a deep breath, focusing his mind; he couldn't bear to let the extreme pleasure brought to him by Juanzi's exquisite vagina end, forcing himself to silently recite a mantra to lock his essence.

(October 3, 23:30, Seaside Resort) At this moment, the exquisite vagina was no longer under its owner's control; the fleshy opening began to tremble, the inner walls of the vagina like a baby's mouth tightly enveloping the penis, kneading and sucking again and again… sucking Erbao until his whole body felt comfortable, trembling, utterly blissful.

The extremely excited flower core fully bloomed, spitting out many fine fleshy needles that rushed straight at the invading penis, the soft fleshy needles inserting into the glans and beginning to suck continuously. Although Erbao was a seasoned veteran and rarely lost in bed, his ejaculation was now beyond his control. He roared and gushed out, hot, milky-white semen shooting into Juanzi's flower core like raindrops on banana leaves.

"Ah...ahhhhh...I...I can't take it anymore...ah...ahhhhh...I can't take it anymore...I...I'm going to die..."

Juanzi screamed, her whole body trembling as if electrocuted. Her body suddenly arched, her black hair disheveled, her slender fingers digging deep into his back. Her lower body contracted violently, and streams of liquid gushed from the depths of her vagina...

Juanzi had climaxed again...

She seemed to see the blood and muscles inside her being greedily devoured by a giant snake, the muscles in her vagina desperately biting at the snake's head, an addictive and stimulating pleasure.

Juanzi climaxed again…

In her daze, she felt a throbbing pain and a tingling numbness in her lower body. With the huge head of the snake, waves of pleasure surged from her pelvis, spreading throughout her entire body. She felt as if she were standing on clouds, light and airy, incredibly happy and comfortable.

(October 3rd, 11:30 PM, Haibin International Building) “Mmm…mmm…uh…uh…”

More continuous, pleasurable moans escaped her lips.

These moans acted like a catalyst, prompting me to stroke my penis back and forth, sharing the incredibly exquisite stimulation with the sounds from the receiver. It sounded like particularly melodious music, invigorating my emotions and making me work even harder.

“Mmm…uh…ah…mmm…uh…ah…please stop torturing me…I can’t take it anymore…”

Her voice grew softer and weaker, yet carried a captivating, almost soul-stirring quality…

"I...Oh my god...I came...Ah...Ah!"

A weak wail escaped her lips, her voice filled with joy and satisfaction. Her soft voice was like a captivating melody...filled with the rapid, intense breathing of the two women, interspersed with their weak moans and excited screams...

then came

the sound of "glug...glug..." as they drank.

Overwhelmed by this intense, decadent stimulation, I could no longer resist. My physical reaction, combined with the auditory stimulation, sent a sudden jolt through my scalp. My ejaculation finally failed me; with a rapid, undulating motion of my hand, a white arc shot from my fingers, splashing onto the pristine white sheets.

Three people, separated by a hundred miles, reached climax simultaneously...and then

everything calmed down.

I collapsed onto the bed, savoring each small impulse and the process of climax.

Chapter 16: The Bewitching Allure

(October 4th, 7:00 AM, Seaside International Building) The storm had subsided, but the sky remained shrouded in dark clouds. The rain, torn and churned by the lingering effects of the storm, sometimes transformed into a fine mist, sometimes lashed into strands or streaks of rain, swaying left and right in the air.

The once lush and vibrant bonsai on the lawn in front of the Seaside International Building had been tormented by the raging wind and rain, rendered helpless and listless, swaying erratically in the howling wind and torrential rain. Their wet leaves drooped limply, giving the impression of resignation and resignation to their fate.

"...This is a rare and severe storm in Haibin City in recent years. According to incomplete statistics, as of the time of the broadcast, it has caused ×× deaths and many injuries, as well as widespread power outages and traffic disruptions, affecting tens of thousands of people... The wind speed reached a maximum of 140 kilometers per hour, uprooting trees, destroying buildings, causing floods, and delaying road traffic... A crane collapsed onto a university building in the strong winds, injuring several people... Citizens are advised to stay indoors as much as possible..."

The television continuously broadcast news about the storm's disaster.

It was past seven o'clock, and I should remind Liu Shixiong next door to get up, wash, and have breakfast.

I picked up the dial button and dialed the doorbell, but it was busy. I suddenly remembered that the phone next door might still be disconnected last night.

Should I go to the room and ring the doorbell? Is there a woman who is not available? If I only ring the doorbell and don't go inside, I won't see anything I shouldn't see. I pondered for a while, then turned around and opened the door. A woman's fragrance wafted in.

"...Don't worry, I'll find a way to record that old bastard... Sigh! I'm fine, anyway, my body isn't clean anymore... How else can I get evidence against him... My injustice... To clear my name... Please take care of Tongtong... Please don't let anyone know..." Her

deliberately lowered voice trembled slightly, but it was clearly a woman's voice, because each word was clear and melodious.

I leaned out and saw an elegant woman on her phone less than two or three meters from the door in the hallway. She had willow-leaf eyebrows and cherry lips, her hair piled high, and she was graceful and elegant. Through her thin white nightgown, her full figure was still shapely, and her two full, firm breasts were faintly visible with her movements, possessing a captivating charm.

I looked closely and recognized her as Ouyang Dan, the star performer of the T City Experimental Drama Troupe, who looked remarkably like Ma Yili, whom I had met last night.

As she closed her phone and turned around, she saw me and froze, her face turning pale with shock. Seeing me staring blankly at her captivating figure, she feigned composure, nodded slightly, and smiled, "Good morning!"

"Good morning to you too!"

I quickly suppressed my lustful gaze, my face flushed as I nodded and exchanged pleasantries.

She then smiled gently and turned to return to her room.

I stood there, hesitating whether to remind Liu Shixiong to have breakfast, when the phone rang.

"Da Niu, you should eat breakfast yourself. I'm going out to meet some important guests and won't be back until late. Just stay in the building and don't wander off."

"Okay! Uncle! You haven't had breakfast yet? Should I have the waiter bring it to your room?"

"No need!"

"Alright then, Uncle!"

(October 4th, 9:00 AM, Seaside Resort) Inside the house, spring colors filled the air, a passionate lovemaking raged, while outside, the storm raged all night.

Sometime during the day, the rain quietly stopped, the wind held its breath, and the area around the holiday villa became eerily quiet. In the distance, an unknown bird began to sing, as if expressing its joy after a rain shower. Raindrops continued to drip from the leaves on the leaves in front of the building, falling into the puddles by the roadside with an unusually crisp sound—ding…dong…ding…dong…like the lingering echo of a mountain rain.

A burst of light from outside shone through the curtains, spilling onto the floor, the sheets, and the blankets, seemingly telling the two people inside, still half-asleep, that while the outside world was bright and warm, a lingering, ambiguous passion still hung in the air.

Juanzi slowly awoke, trying to get up but feeling weak and exhausted all over; she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

Suddenly, she realized she was resting her head on a man's arm, a hand on her breast. She instinctively reached out—and found herself completely naked.

Juanzi jumped up in alarm, grabbing the sheet from under the bed to cover her naked body. Ignoring her aching body, she tumbled off the bed in a fluster.

What was happening? Her mind was in complete disarray. Then, she looked closer—it was Erbao! Her heart was filled with regret and longing, shame and hope, bitterness and pleasure. Thinking of the shameful parts, her

face flushed crimson. At the same time, Erbao awoke, his lewd eyes fixed on the exquisite naked body. He smiled wickedly, "Wearing that sheet as clothing, don't you find it damp and sticky?"

Juanzi looked closely at the wrinkled sheet covering her body; the dried stains stood out starkly against the white fabric. She understood. She remembered herself shamelessly writhing and moaning beneath him. Those stains were her own bodily fluids. Her face flushed even more.

She hurriedly covered her heaving breasts with her hands, turning to run towards the bathroom.

"Still shy at this point? Where did your wildness from last night go?"

Erbao said humiliatingly, grabbing her naked body from behind, and the two of them fell onto the soft double bed. Their naked bodies overlapped face to face, Juanzi's entire body pressed tightly against him, her hemispherical breasts flattened against Erbao's chest.

"Ouch! What are you doing? You're hurting me!"

Juanzi blushed, frantically trying to break free from his embrace.

Actually, a woman is most beautiful when she's shy. The blush on a shy woman's face is like a shy flower blooming in youth. Juanzi's shyness added even more charm to her already beautiful face.

In his poem "Eighteen Sayonaras," poet Xu Zhimo

wrote, "The most beautiful sight is that gentle lowering of her head / Like a water lily shyly bowing to the cool breeze /..." "Juan...Juanzi...you're so beautiful..." Erbao was secretly captivated by Juanzi's shy beauty. He swallowed hard, then suddenly stood up and hugged her from behind.

"You...you..."

Juanzi was mortified, throwing off the thin sheet and covering her lower body with one hand. "Let go! I need to go to the bathroom!"

she cried out in panic, her small hands pressing hard against his chest.

"Last night, I never imagined that your elegant, aloof, and graceful demeanor would reveal such a wanton and seductive nature deep down."

The despicable Erbao teased her earlobe with his lips and licked the sensitive spot on her neck with his tongue, all the while humiliating her: "Have you forgotten how wanton you were last night, pressing yourself against me so hard... Look at my back, look at the marks you left on my arms, and look at my shoulders..."

Erbao showed Juanzi the several scratches on his back and the purplish-blue teeth marks on his shoulders.

"I... I didn't..."

Juanzi stammered, her pretty face flushed, and she turned her head away, unable to look any longer.

"Don't be shy," he said. "It's said that 'beautiful women have stronger sexual desires because pretty girls may receive more attention and thus develop sexual awareness earlier and more maturely.'" His domineering kisses and the fervor of his body made her tremble and pound.

“Baby! You know how much I love you, especially your shy look.”

Erbao’s lips slid across her cheek and hairline, brushing against her ear, kissing her earlobe and collarbone. His hot breath on her neck ignited Juanzi’s thoughts, sending shivers of pleasure through her body, her consciousness fading.

Erbao’s arms wrapped around Juanzi from behind, his hands cupping her full breasts.

She twisted her body to resist his advances.

“To tell you the truth, actually, the ‘old man’ has basically taken care of things for you at the procuratorate. But…”

“But what…”

Juanzi paused, ceasing her struggle, letting the hands from behind ravage her ample bosom.

“Want to know? Hmm?…”

he grinned.

“…”

Juanzi was speechless, only turning her pretty face to stare at Erbao’s cunning eyes with a puzzled look.

"Did you know? The staffing quotas in the Municipal Procuratorate are already full, and some departments are even overstaffed. Not long ago, the higher-ups ordered our procuratorate to quickly dismiss non-staff personnel. These people all got in through connections, and it's not easy to get rid of any of them. Our Chief Prosecutor is really worried about this."

Erbao deliberately paused for a moment, but when he saw the tears of despair welling up in Juanzi's beautiful eyes, he quickly continued, "But don't be pessimistic. Just the day before National Day, one of our female clerks in the Anti-Corruption Bureau was dismissed inexplicably, for unknown reasons. It was

ordered by higher-ups. You didn't know, did you? I was just promoted to assistant director and head of the personnel department a few days ago. Only the director and I know about this. If I beat him to it and insisted on arranging someone else, I doubt the director would dare to say anything.

Recently, Deputy Director Hao of the Land and Resources Bureau has been treating me to meals and entertainment every few days because of his daughter's visit to the Anti-Corruption Bureau. He's wasted a lot of money on me. It's really hard for me to refuse him." "Well..."

She hesitated.

"Don't rush me, you're definitely my priority right now! After all, from now on you're mine, my woman! Don't you think so?"

Erbao said in a tone that was half probing and half threatening.

"Erbao, you're a big jerk! I've already been... and you... If you can help me get into the prosecutor's office, I'll... be your lover! But I have one condition: absolutely no one can know about our relationship, especially Da Niu; you're not allowed to hurt Da Niu..."

Juanzi said solemnly and resolutely. She thought to herself, since he had already ravaged her body inside and out, what difference did it make if it happened once, twice, or three times? The most pathetic thing was that this man, whom she once despised, had led her to the climax of desire.

"Okay! I agree to everything! As long as you're sincere with me, I can still help Da Niu!"

Erbao promised firmly, and then kissed her pretty face with the remaining tear stains, as if she could still feel the salty taste. Like pear blossoms in the rain, her delicate and shy face was pitiful.

Juanzi suddenly thought of the honest and kind-hearted Da Niu. A surge of immense sorrow mixed with immense joy swept over her, plunging her into an abyss of despair.

In this tide that completely overturned her, Juanzi cried out in anguish.

(October 4th, 9:00 AM, Haibin International Building) The rain finally stopped, and a misty fog filled the air.

I called Juanzi to ask how she was. She repeatedly told me she was fine and not to worry, but her hoarse voice sounded somewhat panicked. Something felt off, and I was very concerned.

"Ding-dong...ding-dong..."

Just as I was lost in thought, the doorbell rang.

I opened the door to find Ouyang Dan. She was still wearing that thin white nightgown, her mature, full cleavage so alluring. The low-cut V-neckline revealed her two fair, full breasts in full view, arousing a surge of desire.

"Are...is something wrong?"

I asked, a little flustered, swallowing hard. Could this beautiful and sexy woman so close to me be the same "Little Peony," the drama award winner who captivated me just two days ago?

"Your name is Da Niu, right? Oh…why don't you invite the lady in? How ungentlemanly!…How annoying! Stop staring at me like that!"

Ouyang Dan said in a coquettish voice. Then, she lightly touched my forehead with her slender finger, brushing past my still-stunned body as she strode into the room and casually sat down on the sofa. She had seen this kind of look and demeanor from me far too often; in her mind, she had already categorized me as one of those hypocritical, sanctimonious officials.

I remained rooted to the spot, mesmerized by the sensation of her soft, full breasts brushing against my chest and the alluring fragrance emanating from her.

"Can you tell me your last name? I can't just call you Da Niu's secretary, can I? Hehe..."

Ouyang Dan winked seductively twice and said, "Sit down too, don't just stand there like an idiot."

"I... I'm surnamed Zhang, and my name is Da Niu!"

I sat down awkwardly on the sofa opposite her.

"Oh! Secretary Zhang! Why are you sitting so far away?"

She said, sitting close to me, her voice full of allure, "I want to ask you for a favor, is that alright?"

My face flushed red, and I didn't dare look her in the eye. I could only feel the warm breath she exhaled tickling my cheek and neck. I involuntarily shifted my buttocks to the side, but she pressed closer again.

"Why are you bothering me? Am I that scary? Am I not pretty?"

As I shifted again, a fair and shapely woman's leg was placed on mine, and a soft, delicate hand slipped inside my pajamas.

"No... don't do this..."

I immediately became extremely nervous, cold sweat pouring down my back, and I clumsily tried to stop her.

"Do you want me? Hmm?"

Ouyang Dan was a little surprised, sensing that I didn't seem like an experienced person, but rather a novice. She had touched my genitals earlier and found them still limp, which puzzled her.

"Secretary Zhang! What's wrong? Don't be nervous. As long as you agree to help me with something, I'll be yours... I won't tell Secretary Liu!"

As her hand moved further down my genitals, I suddenly pushed her away and stood up.

"Ouch... what are you doing?"

She fell awkwardly onto the coffee table, her hair bun falling off and her long, flowing hair cascading down.

When I heard her say, "I won't tell Secretary Liu," I immediately recalled the shameful scene of her sitting in Liu Shixiong's lap last night, which cooled down my burning desire.

"Get out of here right now! It's unbelievable that you're the one who played the loyal, resolute, and tragic 'Dou E'! I regret being moved to tears by your performance on stage; I almost became your fan."

I said coldly.

"Oh? So you like my acting. I'll give you a solo performance from now on, okay? As long as you're willing to help me!"

Her face flushed red and then paled, somewhat embarrassed. She slowly stood up, smoothing her messy long hair behind her head with both hands, her face alluring, though stiff, and pressed her body against mine.

"You...you disgust me! Get out of here! I've never seen anyone so shameless..."

I shouted angrily, my face flushed.

"A shameless, despicable woman, aren't you?"

At this moment, Ouyang Dan couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She raised her flushed face and shouted at me angrily, "Yes! I'm despicable! I'm shameless! But isn't it all because of you hypocritical, sanctimonious officials and bullies who spout such platitudes about morality and righteousness? Humph! You all abuse the power the people have given you, doing whatever you want, committing all sorts of evil deeds. You all spout such platitudes about morality and righteousness, but deep down you're thieves and prostitutes, complete hypocrites!"

I was shocked and stunned.

"You should quickly tell your master what I said this morning, so you can claim credit and get a reward! I'm not afraid of you! At worst, you can send me to prison too!"

She became more and more agitated, her voice hoarse, her whole body trembling, tears streaming down her flushed face.

"Waaah...waaah..."

Ouyang Dan finished speaking and burst into tears, almost in despair.

Looking at Ouyang Dan, curled up on the carpet, sobbing uncontrollably, I couldn't help but feel pity for this woman. I thought to myself, "Liu Shixiong, what sins have you committed?"

"Hey! Stop crying! I'm not a secretary, and I won't tell Liu Shixiong what you said on the phone! Don't worry!"

I hate seeing women cry. Unable to bear seeing this wounded woman cry any longer, I bent down and helped her to the sofa.

She lifted her tear-streaked face, stared at me questioningly for a long time, and asked, "Really? You really won't? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Yes! I really won't!"

I nodded. "But you have to tell me what happened."

"Okay! I never thought you were someone fit for officialdom, but then I remember you calling him 'uncle'..."

"I'm an orphan, he's like my adoptive father, I grew up in his house."

My heart was filled with complex emotions. I paused, then said firmly, "Don't ask so many questions. Anyway, he and I are different people, the blood flowing in our veins is completely different!"

"Oh?"

She was still somewhat puzzled. Then, her brow relaxed, her heart hardened, and she resolutely said, "I don't care what your relationship is with him, my intuition tells me you're an upright and kind person! I believe you!"

I handed her a tissue and poured her a glass of water.

"Thank you!"

She gave me a grateful look, picked up the glass, took two sips, and then began to tell me her story.

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