[Urban] Nongyu (Complete) - 1

[Synopsis] This book tells the extraordinary story of an orphan who lost his mother at birth and his father at the age of six. As an adult, he uses his intelligence to complete university, navigate society, hunt for beautiful women, and achieve success. The book is titled *Nongyu*, perhaps using "jade" as a metaphor for women, and "Nong" meaning "to play with" or "to manipulate." Therefore, the entire story revolves around manipulating women! I am of average height and extremely ordinary in appearance—the kind of person who would be completely lost in a crowd. But I also have extraordinary qualities. My long-term solitary life has honed some qualities that I myself cannot explain. My most extraordinary aspect is my profession, which I call—a sex hunter. Of course, I also have a leisure life, such as being the manager of a small to medium-sized real estate company, the owner of several medium-sized entertainment businesses, and a small-time tycoon with over twenty brothers. Let me share this colorful life with you. The story begins with my university life…

Chapter One: Your bodies and names perish, but the rivers flow on forever.

Foreword:

My name is Yang Ziyang. I am an orphan. My mother died while giving birth to me, and my father passed away when I was six. Having no other relatives, I was sent to an orphanage at a young age and completed nine years of schooling with government assistance. Due to my outstanding academic performance, I was recommended by the welfare fund to complete high school and then entered university, at which point the assistance stopped. Fortunately, I was already an adult and inherited my father's estate—a dilapidated bungalow of less than twenty square meters and furniture that was almost moldy. However, just as the government was acquiring land, the house received over ten thousand yuan in compensation, which I used to attend university.

I am of average height and extremely ordinary in appearance—the kind of person who would be completely lost in a crowd.

But I also have extraordinary qualities. My long period of solitude has honed some qualities that I myself cannot describe.

And the most extraordinary thing is my profession, which I call—a sex hunter. Of course, I also have a leisure life, such as being the manager of a small to medium-sized real estate company, the boss of several medium-sized entertainment businesses, and a small-time tycoon with over twenty brothers, etc.

Let me share this colorful life with you all.

The story begins with my university life…

The first period of my university life

: During the summer vacation before my sophomore year, 94 students from my department were sent to Dalian for a surveying internship. Because I disliked certain classmates, I didn't stay in the dormitory and rented a room outside. During the day, I would sign in at the internship site and then go back to sleep. At night, I would go out to wander around and have fun, then go home to watch porn and fantasize.

Since inheriting a fortune of over 100,000 yuan, I had been squandering it. In the city where I went to university, I frequented saunas and dance halls everywhere, and naturally, I wouldn't miss out on this new city. But it seems that all the sex establishments are pretty much the same, and I became increasingly tired of them. Instead, I preferred to look at beautiful women in bars and fantasize until I was excited.

On my fourth day in Dalian, I went to a bar called "Life's Fate." It was my first time there, so I casually ordered a drink and sat in an inconspicuous corner to drink alone. I listened to slow, unhurried music, my eyes searching for something noteworthy. Around me were a jumble of people, seemingly bored and disoriented, with waiters moving about, yet none of them noticed me.

I liked this feeling of being unnoticed; it was best if everyone pretended not to exist, while their every move was observed. Perhaps the loneliness of my mind and body had shaped my solitary personality, and I had gradually come to adapt to and even enjoy this solitude. I liked things that caught my eye, things that quietly observed me, seeing them to their very core with my unique gaze and intellect, analyzing and judging what kind of thing or person it was, and if given the chance, I would verify it. Perhaps this was a kind of near-abnormal behavioral psychology.

Just as I was observing coldly, a beautiful figure suddenly caught my eye—a waitress.

She was young, probably not even twenty, with long brown hair flowing down her chest, obscuring half her forehead. She had an oval face, delicate eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a well-proportioned nose, and a small, thin mouth. Her face possessed a youthful innocence uncommon in this environment. She wore a black uniform, a tight-fitting white shirt under a wide collar, a short black pencil skirt, dark stockings, and black high heels.

Each time she served a customer a drink, she offered a faint smile, revealing two shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth, giving her a simple yet dignified air. That smile, though merely a formality, was captivating. I guessed she might be a student working during her summer vacation.

I ordered another drink specifically for her. When she approached me, I said softly, "Miss, may I have a drink with you?"

She politely replied, "I'm sorry, sir, we're working!"

and turned to leave without hesitation.

In that instant, I noticed her smile vanish, replaced by a serious expression. It was obvious she wasn't interested in the invitation, even quite resistant.

However, this abrupt invitation wasn't entirely fruitless; at least I noticed the name printed on her name tag—Yu Mengmeng—thanks to my keener observation.

I gazed at her back, her exquisite curves, her natural posture, and her sweet voice, so enchanting it was almost mesmerizing. Hmm, this girl is pretty good. If only I could put my arm around her waist, caress her slender legs until I reached under her skirt, and then, and then… hehe, just thinking about it made my lower body react involuntarily.

Just as I was lost in endless fantasies about Yu Mengmeng, a voice came from not far beside me: "Hey, what are you doing!"

It was Yu Mengmeng's voice.

I immediately looked towards the source of the shout and saw Yu Mengmeng standing next to the third table to my right. She was about a meter away from the table, her hands holding a tray behind her back, full of vigilance, staring angrily at a man beside the table. Clearly, the man had done something inappropriate. In a place like this, such things were common and nothing to be surprised about.

The man sitting there was probably in his twenties, with dyed blue hair and a lewd expression; he was obviously not a good person. He even smugly mocked, "Hey, are you okay? It was just a little touch, is it really that big of a deal?"

This guy was incredibly arrogant. Usually, in this kind of situation, it meant the woman wasn't a casual person, or she wasn't interested in him at all. The man should apologize to smooth things over, or simply say it wasn't intentional, to dispel any improper thoughts. After all, in a place like this, no one would delve into it. But he made it so obvious; how could the girl save face like that!

Sure enough, the waitress named Yu Mengmeng angrily said, "Let me tell you, show some respect..."

Their conversation attracted the attention of everyone present. Yu Mengmeng seemed unwilling to escalate the situation; she glanced at the surrounding gazes and ultimately didn't say anything more offensive.

Who knew the man, thinking the young woman was intimidated, casually pulled out his wallet from his pocket, stretched out two RMB bills, and placed them on the table: "Little sister, first day at work? Don't be so reserved. Come sit on my lap and have a couple of drinks with me. I'll give you a tip, is 200 enough?"

Yu Mengmeng couldn't take it anymore. Ignoring everyone's gaze, she grabbed a half-empty glass of wine from the table and splashed it directly in the man's face. Her hand holding the glass trembled violently with anger.

I thought to myself, "Serves him right." This man had gone too far. Splashing him was too lenient; anyone else might have immediately punched him in the nose.

Wine dripped down the man's face. He brushed his wet hair off, then suddenly jumped up and swung his hand at Yu Mengmeng: "You little brat, you've got some nerve..."

Fortunately, the male supervisor, who had sensed the commotion from the beginning, had already moved to their side and hugged him tightly: "Brother Biao, Brother Biao, why are you taking it so seriously? She's new and doesn't know any better. Don't take it to heart..."

As she spoke, she turned to Yu Mengmeng and pretended to scold her, saying, "Still standing there like an idiot? Quickly apologize to Brother Biao!"

When the guy called Brother Biao got up and pretended to hit her, Yu Mengmeng was so frightened that she took two steps back. When she saw that he was blocked by her own people, she calmed down and couldn't help but feel angry again. Why would she apologize to him?

She slammed her wine glass on the table with a 'bang', muttered "rogue" under her breath with lingering anger, and turned to walk into the back room.

Brother Biao, enraged by his failed attempt to hit someone and subsequent insults, yelled, "You little bitch, don't go! I..."

The foreman, half-pushing and half-pushing, helped him onto a chair and advised, "Hey Brother Biao, why are you taking this so seriously? She's just a little girl who doesn't know anything. Why are you making such a fuss..."

Brother Biao composed himself, raised an eyebrow, and angrily retorted, "Why? This is our territory! I don't believe I can't control this little brat! You wait, I'll fuck her to death sooner or later!"

As he spoke, he picked up a glass and tried to gulp it down, only to find it was empty. Then, remembering the time Yu Mengmeng had splashed him with wine, he angrily slammed the glass down, yelling, "You fucking bitch, you've never died before..." With

that, he grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair, cursing and storming out, the foreman unable to stop him.

I initially wanted to go up and teach him a lesson. I could easily handle a few of those petty thugs; people from orphanages are usually good fighters, and besides, my reflexes have always been better than most. However, after listening to their conversation, I learned he was a local bully, so I decided to avoid trouble and silently continued drinking.

After some time, Yu Mengmeng came out from behind and hurried away, her eyes never glancing in my direction. She probably thoroughly disliked that place. Instinctively or for some other reason, I immediately paid my bill and followed her.

Because of her bad mood, Yu Mengmeng walked quickly with her head down. She was clearly still upset; her steps were heavy and fast, and she didn't notice anyone following her. It was already past one o'clock at night, and there weren't many people on the street. She was walking through alleys, so she probably lived nearby.

I followed her aimlessly for about two miles, noticing she started acting suspiciously, constantly glancing back out of the corner of her eye. She probably finally realized she was being followed. Actually, my so-called following was completely aimless; I dared not openly do anything inappropriate, much less rush up to her and say I admired her looks, demeanor, and personality. Since I'd been discovered, it was better to retreat. Just as

I was hesitating whether to turn back, Yu Mengmeng suddenly let out a muffled "Ugh..."

followed by a sight that startled me. I saw a long-haired human hand grab her mouth and nose, forcibly pulling her out of my sight, and then there was silence.

I was stunned by this scene, my heart pounding. She must have encountered something, and it was definitely not good. What should I do?

After hesitating for a long time, I finally couldn't suppress my curiosity and began to incline step by step towards the scene of the incident. This was a long, narrow street. Beside me stood an old wall, beyond which were rows of haphazardly built bungalows, all now pitch black. I couldn't tell if they were all asleep or simply uninhabited.

The long street finally came to an end, and I reached the corner of the wall. Unexpectedly, after turning the corner, another long street stretched out, still deserted, except for an old-fashioned streetlamp in the distance that made my vision a little clearer. Strange, where had they all gone? I looked around and finally spotted an iron gate about four or five meters in front of me.

The gate was double-leafed. I peered through the cracks, but couldn't see anything, only hear some light and men's shouts, though I couldn't make out what they were saying.

At this point, who wouldn't want to see what was going on? Fortunately, the wall wasn't very high, only a little over two meters, and I could easily climb over it. I steadied myself and jumped up to grab the top of the wall, but unexpectedly, a sharp pain shot through my hand. There was a shard of glass embedded in the top of the wall; thankfully, I'm thick-skinned, or I would have been cut.

I stood there, bewildered, caught in a dilemma. What to do?

After a moment, a brilliant idea struck me. I cursed myself for being so stupid—why not just use my clothes as a cushion?

Using my shirt, I easily straddled the wall and looked down at the courtyard. The courtyard wasn't large, about twenty square meters, with a clay brick floor. There were two single-story houses in the courtyard. One small, dilapidated house, about seven or eight square meters, was dark, seemingly a storage room. The other, about fifteen or sixteen square meters, had a cement floor, a light on, and I could hear people moving and talking inside.

The sound of voices and the light startled me. It would be a miracle if I didn't get spotted sitting like this! I quickly and quietly jumped into the courtyard, hiding beside the door of the house with the light on, peering inside sideways.

Clothes rustled in the room, and a man's voice said, "What's the big deal? Nothing's different!"

The voice was sharp and unpleasant, full of lewdness. I remembered that voice; it was the same Biao Ge who had caused trouble and harassed Yu Mengmeng at the bar earlier. My curiosity was piqued, and I couldn't help but peek into the room.

The room was sparsely furnished. By the fairly bright light bulb, I could see a cheap straw mat on a broken wooden bed and a few broken wooden stools. There was a man and a woman in the room. The man had an odd hairstyle and dressed strangely, with his tattooed shoulders and chest exposed; he was clearly a thug. The woman was a girl around twenty years old, with a pretty face. She wore no jewelry, a white turtleneck shirt, and a black pencil skirt. They were Biao Ge and Yu Mengmeng.

Yu Mengmeng was clearly in a bad situation; her black jacket had been pulled to the ground, her hands were tied behind her back, and she was curled up at the foot of the bed, feeling wronged. Biao Ge was slowly groping inside her jacket. Yu Mengmeng's face was a mixture of anger, shyness, and fear, enough to infuriate any person with a sense of justice. Yet, her flushed cheeks and pained expression made any normal man's heart race.

Brother Biao spoke in a lewd tone, "Skin so white and smooth, um, so elastic, um, so good..."

The girl's feeble resistance was no match for the man's strength. She could only shout in alarm and anger, "You pervert, what do you want? Let me go!"

Brother Biao pulled a folding fruit knife from his pocket and held it to her neck, saying triumphantly, "Scream, louder! I love hearing you scream!"

He then slapped the knife twice across Yu Mengmeng's cheek, saying, "What a beautiful sound. Your moaning will be even more delightful later!"

Yu Mengmeng glanced sideways at the blade against her cheek, tears welling in her eyes, but she truly dared not scream again.

Seeing that she was frightened, Brother Biao put away the knife, turned around, and arrogantly said while rubbing the blade with his left thumb, "You little slut, to be honest, I've been watching you for days. I was thinking of giving you a chance to serve me properly and suffer less. But you're so ungrateful! You even dared to throw wine at me! I told you I'd fuck you to death, and I always keep my word! Don't you know who I, Zheng Debiao, am?"

He suddenly slapped Yu Mengmeng hard across the face, then angrily said, "You dare to disrespect me in public? You're asking for trouble!"

When he turned around, I immediately shrank back in fright, but I knew what had happened just from the sound of his voice. This thrilling scene was unfolding just five meters away from me, and my heart pounded wildly.

Yu Mengmeng, terrified and enraged, suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "Help! Murder! Help!"

She screamed desperately, but Brother Biao remained calm and composed. He moved a chair to within a meter of Yu Mengmeng, crossed his legs, and chuckled, "Go ahead and scream. This place is called the Alley of the Living Dead; there won't be a third person within a mile. You pass by here every day after work; I've been observing for days. Today, you're out of luck!"

He lit a cigarette and pulled out something from his pocket—it was unclear whether it was a camera or a video camera—"I have to film your slutty behavior. I said I'd keep proof if I wanted to sleep with you!"

Yu Mengmeng was both angry and frightened, her chest heaving. She wanted to continue screaming but knew it was futile. Suddenly, she found a surge of strength and jumped up from the bed, running towards the door. Brother Biao grabbed her shirt and yanked her back violently. Yu Mengmeng spun 360 degrees like a top, fell back onto the bed, and lay there sobbing.

The shove was too forceful, and several buttons on Yu Mengmeng's white shirt were ripped open, revealing a pink bra and her white cleavage. Both Brother Biao and I, standing outside the door, stared wide-eyed.

This scene acted as a catalyst; Brother Biao, unable to contain his lust any longer, carefully placed the filming equipment on the chair, grabbed the hem of Yu Mengmeng's skirt, and roughly searched for a shortcut to undress her.

Yu Mengmeng struggled fiercely, but Brother Biao was clearly an expert; in no time, he had half-undone, half-ripped off the thin skirt and tossed it against the door. The skirt flew towards me, and a strange excitement immediately filled my body—far more stimulating than seeing countless girls strip naked in a sauna.

However, I ultimately retained my rationality.

Damn, what kind of world is this? A beautiful young woman is about to be violated right before my eyes! I couldn't help but feel indignant and wanted to rush in and teach this bastard a lesson. But then I thought, people's hearts aren't what they used to be. If I care about her, who cares about me? Besides, this guy is clearly no good. I'm all alone and outnumbered. If I rashly intervene, I might end up getting beaten to death. (Advertisement: 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 the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter!)

I was having a fierce internal struggle, my palms were sweaty. After thinking for a long time, I still didn't have the courage to rush in.

Sigh, I'll just watch from the window, like watching a real-life porn movie.

At this moment, the poor girl's skirt had been peeled off, revealing her pink thighs and white panties. The lewd man called "Brother Biao" forcibly removed her top, reaching inside to grab and grope her, pulling down her bra and squeezing her breasts out, then trying to suck on her nipples.

Violently assaulted, Yu Mengmeng screamed and kicked wildly, trying to kick the perpetrator over and escape. Unfortunately, Brother Biao was experienced; he straddled one of Yu Mengmeng's legs, forcing her to spread her legs wide.

But raping someone isn't always easy. Yu Mengmeng finally found an opportunity and bit Brother Biao's arm hard. Although a girl's strength is limited, the bite was still quite forceful.

Brother Biao screamed and sprang up. Taking advantage of this, Yu Mengmeng kicked him hard in the stomach, then, disregarding her disheveled clothes, screamed "Help!" and ran with all her might towards the door.

Brother Biao, nearly fainting from the kick, gritted his teeth and, enduring the pain, dragged Yu Mengmeng back to the doorway once more: "You bitch!"

He was truly enraged, delivering two quick blows to Yu Mengmeng's abdomen before kicking her to the ground.

With a scream of pain, Yu Mengmeng collapsed onto the cement floor and fell silent.

Brother Biao, still furious, wanted to teach this girl who repeatedly annoyed him a lesson, but seeing her lying there motionless, he began to panic. He leaned closer, patted her cheek, checked her breath, and muttered to himself, "Damn, you scared the hell out of me! I thought she was dead, but she just passed out!"

He then shoved her onto the bed, saying, "Damn, this is boring.

Just sitting there like that is like fucking a dead person..." I had been watching the whole thing from outside the door. When Yu Mengmeng ran towards the door, I felt a surge of tension. What would happen if the two of them chased each other out the door and saw me standing there?

I couldn't get involved in other people's business, so I should leave as soon as possible. Seeing what happened next would make me both jealous and guilty. It would be better to go out and call the police sooner rather than later, at least to prevent the bad guys from getting away with it. That would be a small consolation. With that thought, I slowly started walking back the way I came.

But things didn't go as planned. I hadn't gone far when I bumped into something, and something crashed to the ground with a thud. At the same time, Biao, alert, called out, "Who's there!"

Without a word, I grabbed the object that had made the noise and hid to the other side.

Sure enough, three seconds later, Biao strode into the yard, heading straight for where I had been standing, a gleaming knife several centimeters long in his hand.

I had no choice. If he couldn't find the source of the noise there, he would definitely search everywhere. In this small yard, I had nowhere to hide, so I had to act decisively and strike first.

In a flash, I hurled the heavy object at him. A muffled thud, and Biao collapsed to the ground, motionless.

After I finished, I became frightened. In my panic, I had struck with all my might. I might have killed someone. If… if… then I could only be considered a hero. But Yu Mengmeng inside the house remained motionless, clearly still unconscious. I had no witnesses! Should I run away immediately? I wondered if I would be punished?

"Hey, thinking about this now is too early!" I thought to myself, checking on Biao, who was lying on the ground, by the light of the lamp. That's when I noticed I was holding a shovel. The sound I'd made was from the shovel head, and my blow to Biao was a flat strike, so he was just knocked unconscious and not seriously injured.

Now I had two unconscious men in front of me. What should I do? I was at a loss! A few seconds later, I came to my senses. This Biao was a dangerous person; I had to subdue him first.

I searched around for a while and finally found a rope about four or five meters long. With great effort, I tied his hands and feet tightly. After confirming he couldn't move, I sat down on the ground, panting heavily, but I felt a little more at ease.

After a long while, I stood up, panting, and slowly calmed my anxious heart before entering this sinister little house I had never set foot in before.

In the darkness under the lamplight

, I gently pushed open the door and entered the room. A thought flashed through my mind. Oh, so the door opens inwards. No wonder Yu Mengmeng couldn't escape even though she had a few seconds to spare. With her hands tied behind her back, she couldn't open the door at all.

The room smells so musty; it must have been uninhabited for a long time. The walls are bare, with damp stains everywhere. This is indeed a perfect hiding place.

Yu Mengmeng was still unconscious, slumped limply against the tattered straw mat that made up the bed. The dim yellow light shone on her tear-streaked face, her long hair disheveled and scattered across her chest, obscuring her exposed breasts. Black stockings covered her thighs, her legs spread apart, revealing the slightly raised budding vulva in her mysterious triangle...

What a beautiful girl, more beautiful than any of the girls I've ever paid for.

I forcibly shifted my gaze and the wicked thoughts in my mind elsewhere, but inadvertently noticed the small camera still working on the chair. This filthy thing! I thought about going over and turning it off.

Heh heh, I actually managed to play the hero and save a damsel in distress by sheer chance. If this girl is grateful and becomes my friend, I wonder if I'll ever have a chance to finally win her heart. But I'm rather plain-looking, and even a little sleazy-looking, so I probably won't get any love at first sight. Besides, I'm not from this city, so even if a fleeting encounter sparks something, it won't lead to anything. But at least being thanked by a beautiful woman is a pleasant surprise...

"Miss... Miss..."

I thought to myself as I gently patted her shoulder, trying to wake her, but she seemed to be in a deep coma and couldn't be roused at all.

I had no choice but to shake her arm forcefully: "Miss... wake up, you're saved, wake up..."

Due to the excessive force, she not only didn't wake up, but also lost her balance and leaned against me.

Those firm and elastic breasts were pressing hard against my crotch, a terrifying feeling!

My penis honestly became erect, and for a moment I didn't say anything more. My mind went blank, and the room was very quiet, so quiet that I could clearly hear my own heavy breathing.

Her back was so white, without a single blemish, like an uncarved piece of jade, or a perfect piece of silk.

A spine ran straight down to her waist, and below... below that... oh my god, it was her buttocks. Her rounded buttocks couldn't possibly be covered by a small pair of panties, especially from this angle, they were even more clearly visible and prominent.

She couldn't wake up even after being shaken like this, so... I suddenly had a wicked thought. If I touched her while Yu Mengmeng was unconscious, I thought she wouldn't even notice. Thinking of this, I could no longer control my hands.

I lifted her up by the waist and laid her flat on the bed. What a beautiful body she looked so lovely. Her legs were naturally parted, a few hairs peeking out from the edge of her panties, her chest, still high and full, rose and fell rhythmically, and she exuded the fragrance of a young girl. I became more excited without realizing it, and my hands began to wander aimlessly. Especially her breasts, which were not even a bowl in size, her pale areolas, and her nipples, erect from being exposed and rubbed, felt so wonderful to touch. This body was unlike anything I'd ever seen before, only in pictures online, yet now it was right before me. I could see her, touch her, kiss her.

My mouth involuntarily began kissing her from her forehead to her cheeks, to her earlobes, licking her pale neck with my tongue. My racing pulse and heavy breathing fueled my desire, compelling me to let my hands invade her most sacred place. Like a groom lifting his bride's veil in the bridal chamber, I gently pulled Yu Mengmeng's panties aside, revealing the mystery I'd long awaited.

The visibility in the room wasn't very high, so I could only see roughly. Yu Mengmeng didn't have much pubic hair, but it was dark and neatly trimmed, perhaps. Her two fleshy vulvas were tightly closed, the result of years of restrained clenching of her legs. I couldn't help but part the petals with my hands to look inside. The pink folds were so tender and clean, and a pearl-like clitoris hung above the two inner labia. My God, was this the legendary virgin's vagina?

My index finger twitched slightly, slowly inserting itself into her flower garden. It felt so warm and fleshy, with a slight stickiness. The process of inserting my entire finger felt like an eternity. Strangely, my finger encountered no resistance. Could this pure girl not be a virgin? Of course, these days there aren't that many virgins nearing twenty! Thinking this, I felt a little relieved. It wasn't her 'first time,' which was some consolation.

Suddenly, her body twitched, startling me so much that I immediately pulled my hand back and jumped off the bed. After calming myself, I realized it was just a physiological reaction; she hadn't woken up. But countless beads of sweat appeared on my forehead.

I started to feel afraid. If it was just about taking advantage of her, that would be enough. Could I really have sex with her, with this innocent girl I'd never met before? Forget it!

Just as I was about to give up and leave, another scene jolted my nerves. Yu Mengmeng's legs were spread wide, and between her labia, which hadn't fully closed from my touch, a single, clear drop of liquid slowly trickled down. It slid down until it quietly clung to a small patch of tender flesh at the opening of her vulva, refusing to descend further.

My reason began to crumble; I felt I couldn't escape this fate. At that moment, I made a decision—a thought I'd never dared to entertain before—I would violate her!

I convinced myself that everything that happened today had nothing to do with me. If I hadn't been there, you, Yu Mengmeng, would have been brutally violated by that thug Biao outside, and the whole thing would have been filmed, causing you immense suffering. But I dealt with Biao, and now I'm doing it to you. You might suffer less pain, torment, and humiliation; it's a good thing for you. I didn't make things worse, and I got what I wanted.

Biao, being a bad person, deserved to bear this stigma.

I used the opportunity to catch a thief; I took Biao's things!

Thinking it over, I decided to handle things perfectly, considering all the consequences: First, I needed to deal with Biao. The goal was to ensure that although he knew there was a third party present, he couldn't see me or hear my voice. So, I threw the still unconscious Biao into another small, dilapidated shack, gagged him, and blindfolded him.

Second, I needed to deal with Mengmeng. If she woke up during our encounter, she absolutely couldn't see me, because she had seen my face before. Even if it was just once, it might leave an impression, and I had to prepare for the worst. At the same time, I couldn't speak at any time, lest she recognize my voice. As for her mouth, I didn't need to gag her. Biao had made it clear that no one would hear anything happening here, and listening to such a beautiful girl's moans would be a real treat. Therefore, I used Mengmeng's own skirt to firmly blindfold her.

Third, I needed to conduct a thorough search of the surroundings. I retrieved my shirt from the wall, put away the camera, locked all the doors, and used a rope to tie Yu Mengmeng's hands to the foot of the bed. This way, even if she woke up or regained her sight, I would have a chance to escape without being chased before she regained full consciousness.

Deep down, I always knew I wasn't a kind person. I could be indifferent to the victim, so the reason I was convincing myself to do this was actually quite weak. But for myself, I had to ensure maximum safety; I couldn't ruin my life because of a momentary urge. Ultimately, one can be unscrupulous, but one absolutely cannot be ignorant. Those "predecessors" in prison weren't guilty because of their crimes, but because of their stupidity.

After completing these preparations, I wiped away the sweat, deeply regulated my breathing and emotions, and boldly continued my first-ever sexual assault journey.

Yu Mengmeng lay unconscious, naked, and the show had only just begun. The difference was that now that I knew she wasn't a virgin, I no longer had that cautious, tender affection.

I knelt beneath her, pulled down her cute little panties, and slowly raised my hips to my knees. I tentatively inserted my thumb into her vagina, making piston-like movements. Her cunt slowly began to wet, with faint 'squeaking' sounds, and my penis hardened, pressing against her buttocks. Soon, her cheeks flushed and her nipples hardened; she seemed to be feeling something.

Now that I was safe for the moment, I removed my clothes, my freed penis proudly erect, signifying its determination to ravage this near-perfect body before me.

Then I laid Yu Mengmeng flat on the bed, rubbing my penis against her cheeks and breasts while using my fingers to manipulate and thrust into her vagina. Before long, I felt my penis growing harder and harder, my lower body tightening, a feeling of impending doom swelling within me. "No!"

I immediately tried to get up to suppress the urge, but it was too late; a stream of milky white fluid shot out instantly.

I stood up dejectedly, looking at my penis, which was quickly drooping, and sighed. Ah! Fuck really is a mix of mental and physical pleasure. Just because this girl is so hot, the thought of masturbating with her body while playing with her little cunt gets me excited. I haven't even had a real go yet, and I've already come.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but lean down and look at Yu Mengmeng. She lay there, her legs spread, her labia slightly parted, wet and incredibly alluring. Looking at her upper body, a drop of my semen clung to her lips, the rest scattered on her neck and breasts. This sight… seeing this, my penis involuntarily hardened again, seemingly even stronger, filling me with unbridled joy.

I decided to finish this act quickly, to have my fun as soon as possible, and to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, as if I had never been there.

I felt my penis becoming stronger than ever before. At this moment, the most primal desire coursing through my body was also erupting continuously as my genitals gradually swelled.

It turns out that a person without sensation can be so heavy, their body so stiff. It took me a lot of effort to lift Yu Mengmeng's legs onto my shoulders, pressing my raging penis against her private parts. At this moment, I was panting heavily and drenched in sweat, struggling and tense. My hands and body were trembling. The heat, coupled with my deep-seated fear, caused sweat to drip uncontrollably onto the bed and onto Yu Mengmeng's body. I guarantee that without the help of the light, even a seasoned veteran like myself probably wouldn't have been able to penetrate within ten minutes. That tension and excitement remain vivid in my memory even nine years later.

Little by little, I slowly increased my pressure. Although I had already soaked that pink passage of love with the girl's juices beforehand, I still felt that it was tighter than I had imagined. Tighter than any of the whores I had ever slept with. No wonder, even if she wasn't a virgin, she was at least from a respectable family. But then, as

soon as my penis entered, Yu Mengmeng suddenly cried out, "Ugh...ah, it hurts! You...you...you bastard..."

and struggled desperately.

I had anticipated this might happen, so I tied her hands and blindfolded her beforehand, rendering her immobile and unable to see. I knew she mistook me for a thug, which was for the best.

At this moment, my penis was already painfully erect, and I thrust my hips forward with all my might, pounding into Yu Mengmeng's jade gate and honey hole. I am exceptionally gifted; although my penis is not long, it is hard, thick, and round, and I naturally have two symmetrical small fleshy bumps on the sides of my penis, each half a centimeter in diameter, which can become erect with my erection. Most of the girls I've slept with before have been submissive. With

such a penis, driven by the complex emotions of my first crime, I thrust in and out with great force, each stroke solid, making Yu Mengmeng moan and cry out: "Ah...ah!...you...you pervert, you are so...ruthless...

so...big, I'm going to...ah...die! No...no more! Quick...ah...pull it out...I...I...can't take it...quick...ah...no!"

At the same time, her legs were shaking wildly. She kept pushing down with her legs, her buttocks thrusting upwards, and her wet, throbbing vagina spat out my penis.

Damn, it seems rape really isn't that simple. Having used prostitutes so many times, I only now realized what 'non-cooperation' meant, and I was so angry I almost cursed aloud.

But how could I shout in this situation? That would expose my overstepping my bounds. In desperation, I grabbed Yu Mengmeng's breasts tightly with both hands, used my legs to push myself up from a kneeling position, and leaned forward, supporting her legs on my shoulders.

Yu Mengmeng couldn't move her hands, a sharp pain shot through her chest, and with a cry, she lost her balance. Her buttocks naturally arched upwards with her legs, her wet vulva pointing directly at my penis.

Without hesitation, I immediately freed one hand to support my penis, the glans against her vulva, and thrust it straight into her 'shortly absent' vagina.

When the eyes can't see, everyone is terrified. Yu Mengmeng, her body restrained, twisted her waist and hips erratically, seemingly welcoming my thrusts, which excited me immensely. Her cries, moans, and gasps further fueled my arousal. If I could speak, I would have yelled, "So good, fucking good!"

But my lower body wasn't idle; my penis suddenly accelerated, thrusting rapidly. The sounds of our bodies mingling, the 'plop plop' of our bodies, and the 'slap slap' of our hips colliding filled the air, interspersed with the violent shaking of the bed and Yu Mengmeng's cries and moans.

For a moment, I forgot everything, repeating the same action again and again, each time more intense than the last. Yu Mengmeng cried out repeatedly, "Ah...ah...I...ah...it hurts...no! I...I'm going to die...die!"

I ignored her pleas, my glans slamming into her tender, wet vagina. Yu Mengmeng's vagina was very tight; each thrust required considerable effort. As soon as my penis withdrew, the walls of her vagina immediately filled it completely, leaving no gaps. But thanks to the lubrication, the thrusting became increasingly smooth.

I unconsciously increased my speed, and with each thrust, I increased the force. Each time, I withdrew to the vaginal opening before thrusting in again with all my might. Gradually, my mind went blank, filled only with the thrill of the crime and the stimulation of the flesh. Even more terrifying, I could feel a slightly twitching smile on my lips, a greedy, perverse smile.

Yu Mengmeng beneath me had stopped screaming loudly; instead, she was turning her head to the side, biting her lips

tightly, and whimpering softly—an expression of utter male pleasure. Finally, after twenty minutes, the critical climax arrived. I suddenly felt my vas deferens swell, feeling even more tightly gripped by Yu Mengmeng's wetness, an incredibly pleasurable sensation. Yu Mengmeng, under my vigorous thrusting, wildly shook her alluring body, inadvertently increasing my pleasure. In this moment, I had reached my peak, both mentally and physically.

I pressed my body firmly against Yu Mengmeng's jade gate, and in that instant, all the essence accumulated within me was shot into the girl's body in gushes. When this sacred moment ended, I felt my body lighten, and then I collapsed onto her.

Yu Mengmeng beneath me, aroused by the infusion of hot semen,

let out an "Oh..." and then subconsciously and slowly closed her legs. Her body convulsed every three to five seconds, like a patient suffering from uterine contractions.

After nearly ten minutes, Yu Mengmeng slowly calmed down, her breathing returned to evenness, but she remained motionless.

She suddenly said coldly, "Alright, you've finally succeeded, are you satisfied now..."

She choked up a little, "Now you let me go right now, and then you... get out!"

The impulsive pleasure had ended, and my mind gradually returned to reason. My God, I actually... actually did it! To be honest, I wasn't particularly guilty, but I was terrified. What if I was recognized? What if I was caught? My life might be ruined!

Thinking this, I immediately straightened up, my limp, wet penis sliding out of Yu Mengmeng's vagina, stained with patches of crimson blood, and some on the bed as well. Only then did I realize that she really was a virgin.

The excitement and agitation had made me completely oblivious; I hadn't even noticed. If I had known, I should have been gentler.

After removing the obstruction, thick, sticky semen mixed with a little blood flowed from Yu Mengmeng's still-open vaginal opening, dripping onto the small patch of blood on the straw mat.

A sudden, overwhelming sense of despair welled up inside me, a mixture of regret and pity. An impulse filled my mind: confess to her, kneel on the ground and beg for her forgiveness, even if she took me to the police station—maybe that would make me feel better! I squatted on the ground, covering my face with my hands, my mind in an unprecedented struggle.

Just then, a voice interrupted my thoughts: "Let me go, you hooligan, scoundrel, bastard, you beast who deserves to die a horrible death..."

It was Yu Mengmeng's shout in a fit of rage.

No, she won't forgive me, no one will forgive me. I can't confess, I have to keep it a secret, I have to run away! I suddenly stood up, my eyes wide, making my final decision. At this moment, I calmed down and couldn't help but look at Yu Mengmeng on the bed again. Her beautiful body was covered in semen stains, her long, shapely legs were no longer restrained, and they were wide open in front of me. A little bit of fluid was slowly dripping from the small opening between her pink lips.

This was the first time I had ever lost my virginity, and it was all over so carelessly, without me even enjoying the thrill of my hymen breaking. Damn it, I was still lamenting the imperfection at this point. I'm such a beast! Being a beast is fine, I've already been a beast, so I should think about what to do next.

With that thought, I put aside my regret, excitement, satisfaction, and disappointment, quickly put on my clothes, and began to clean up the mess.

The first thing to do was to stop Yu Mengmeng's screams. It was almost dawn, and there was no guarantee someone wouldn't hear them. Her clothes were scattered throughout the room. I grabbed a handful of what I couldn't tell was a bra or underwear, and stuffed it into her mouth. Perhaps because of the rough treatment, Yu Mengmeng was weak and powerless, and struggled much less.

Next, I had to deal with that guy, Biao Ge. I went into the yard and, using the first rays of dawn, found him still curled up motionless in that spot. The bastard was incredibly heavy; it took a lot of effort to drag him into the room. I cut the ropes binding his hands and feet, tore off his outer clothes, and gently placed him, now only wearing his briefs, across Yu Mengmeng's waist.

Yu Mengmeng suddenly felt a body press against her abdomen. Thinking the villain was about to assault her again, she struggled desperately, whimpering. Fortunately, she didn't feel anything else and slowly calmed down. Only her still proudly erect breasts, stained with my semen, trembled with each heavy breath.

Finally, it was time to clean up. I used tissues to wipe the dirt and sweat from Yu Mengmeng's body and the bed, and wiped away any trace of my fingerprints I could think of on her clothes. This task seemed simple but was actually quite difficult. Although Yu Mengmeng was blind, her hearing was still sharp. I couldn't let her hear any noise. I even had to control the heavy breathing caused by my excitement. The movements and angles of wiping the semen stains on her body had to be perfectly precise, so she wouldn't realize there was a third person in the room.

At the same time, I had to keep an eye on that bastard Biao. If he suddenly showed any unusual signs of arousal, I had to immediately surrender and flee. Fortunately, I managed to complete all of this.

I spent about an hour doing all this. After finishing, I stood at the doorway, looking around cautiously to check for anything I hadn't anticipated seeing. Once I was sure everything was in order, I gently cut a loop in the rope binding Yu Mengmeng's right hand with a knife. I did this to save Yu Mengmeng and prevent Biao from waking up and violating her again. Although Yu Mengmeng was completely unaware, she was still my woman; how could I let her suffer again? And by ultimately saving her from this evil man's humiliation, I could consider it a good deed, a kind of tax on her virginity. Of course, this was just self-deception.

I did it cleverly; Yu Mengmeng was struggling, and soon the rope would loosen. She could untie the rope on her other hand with one hand and remove the clothes from her face to regain her vision, but this process would take at least ten minutes, which was essential for my escape. Even if she was free, she would likely be after the naked Biao on top of her, or try to leave, so she wouldn't be able to see me, who was already hundreds of meters away.

As I slowly closed the door, I glanced at Yu Mengmeng one last time. She was still struggling; the rope on her right hand had loosened and was hanging loosely, indicating she would soon be free. That snow-white body, those proud, sexy breasts, those full buttocks, that pink cleft, that dripping semen… Goodbye, my darling. It was my blessing to have ejaculated into such a beautiful body. I don't want to apologize; I just want to say—thank you!

I tiptoed back over the wall, and luckily, the surroundings were still deathly silent. I didn't have time to regret not checking the surroundings before climbing over the wall. From the moment I came out, I ran frantically away as fast as I could. Just like the saying goes—flustered like a stray dog, busy like a fish that escaped the net! I don't

know how or when I got back to my rented room. I locked the door, went into the bathroom, turned the tap on full blast, and took off my clothes, intending to cool my nerves with cold water. Just then, I was horrified to see the bloodstains on the foreskin. I froze, trembling, and curled up in the corner, grabbing my clothes from the floor and pulling out a cigarette. I put the cigarette in my mouth, but the lighter wouldn't light. Once… twice… three times… my hands trembled even more, and the more I trembled, the less likely I was to light it! What should I do?

I… I'm a rapist!

What if Yu Mengmeng recognizes me? What if she calls the police? What if my friends and classmates find out?

What if I get arrested and thrown in jail? …

Was I thorough enough? The camera didn't capture my face, did it? Yu Mengmeng didn't notice me, did she? Did no one suspect me on my way home? Where did I put the tissue I used to wipe the semen? Right, I didn't use a condom when I was with her. Even if I wiped the semen off the outside, there's still some inside her vagina! I'm doomed, I left evidence, the police will find me!

My knee hurts so much, what happened? Only then did I realize that a large patch of skin had been rubbed off my left knee, and blood was seeping out. Oh, right. I was kneeling and doing it to Mengmeng back then. The straw mat was rough and worn through, and I didn't even feel any pain or notice it at the time?

For several days afterward, I was restless and uneasy. Every time the phone rang or someone called my name, I would jump in fright. If someone knocked on the door, my heart would leap into my throat. But my worries seemed unnecessary. Three or four days passed, and everything returned to normal. My anxiety gradually subsided, and I was able to continue my internship. My teachers and classmates thought I was just having a minor illness, but little did they know the mental torment and struggle I was

going through. This was my first crime, but the experience is still etched in my memory. It's not because the girl was beautiful, her body was alluring, or the experience in bed was pleasurable, but because of the thrill of getting what I wanted and the unease that followed. I vividly remember the tension, fear, and greed I felt at the time. I remember the feeling of satisfaction and possessiveness as I rubbed the breasts and buttocks of a completely unrelated girl, inserted my penis into her tender vagina, and ejaculated inside her. As for the physical pleasure and the process of intercourse, I have little recollection of those.

I was surprised to find myself quite adept at these petty thefts. My tense nerves were sharp enough to process countless details, allowing me to carry out the task with such secrecy and meticulousness. It seems I'm a natural talent for this.

But what surprised me even more was the shift in my thinking. From an indifferent passerby to a good Samaritan, and then to a villainous thief, I went through countless internal struggles before finally succumbing to temptation. Perhaps this was the turning point in my life.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and everything remained calm. My heart finally settled. Reporting to the police requires immediate action; once the girl went home and showered, there would be no evidence left.

Only then did I calmly analyze the situation. Much of my initial anxiety was unnecessary: First, there was no evidence of my presence at the scene. The only remaining evidence was the semen residue in Yu Mengmeng's vagina and perhaps detectable traces of my sweat. But after so many days, these were completely useless. Even though Yu Mengmeng called the police and collected evidence immediately, blood type and DNA comparisons would only search the suspected individuals' criminal records and past offenses. No matter what, they couldn't possibly suspect me, a mere passerby.

Second, in that situation, Yu Mengmeng definitely mistook me for Biao, so even if she called the police, it would be a muddled mess. Biao knew about the third party, but firstly, he had never seen me or even heard my voice, and secondly, no one would believe his words, at least not Yu Mengmeng.

Third, although Yu Mengmeng shouted angrily at the end, her tone clearly implied a desire to appease the situation and accept her bad luck.

Fourth, even if none of the above assumptions hold true, I can still deny it when I'm caught and taken to court. Rape refers to forced sexual intercourse with a member of the opposite sex, and I didn't do the kidnapping, beatings, or restraints of Yu Mengmeng; there's video evidence of that. Only the binding of her hands changed, and there's no evidence that I did that. From an outsider's perspective, it's likely that Biao changed it for convenience. The only thing I did was have sexual intercourse with her. In other words, when the time comes, I can easily claim it was because I was rescuing a damsel in distress, and the beauty willingly offered herself to me. Of course, doing so is morally reprehensible, but to escape legal punishment, I can't say that now.

Thinking about this, I felt a surge of smug satisfaction, recalling the exhilarating pleasure of that time, that feeling… a man can never forget.

Section Three: A Few Remnants

Today is my twelfth day in Dalian, my eighth day since I won over Yu Mengmeng, and my third day resuming my decadent lifestyle. For three days, I continued to frequent the various bars, dance halls, and nightclubs in Dalian, hoping for a similar encounter. But such coincidences don't happen every day. In those three days, I found no enjoyment, and of course, I didn't spend any more money on women. Once you've tasted that "nectar," you'll find all mineral water in the world tasteless.

Unexpectedly, my "nectar" fell from the sky again, even clearer and sweeter than before.

Night fell once more, and desire stirred once more. Since my last encounter, I had barely escaped fear, and every time dusk fell, a surge of excitement welled up inside me.

I took the last bus, the 828, heading in a completely unknown direction. The bus wasn't crowded; there were seats scattered throughout. I sat in the last row, silently observing the various passengers.

As the saying goes, "there's always something to look forward to," and across from the back door, a petite and lovely young woman sat in a single seat. She appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a bright pink and red dress. The bodice was strapless, ending at the armpits, with two straps dangling over her shoulders, revealing a small portion of her fair back and flat neck. A black tassel about four or five centimeters long adorned the bodice. The skirt was neither too long nor too short, ending just at her knees. The girl was rather thin, with a modest bust, and her prominent collarbones were clearly visible. Her legs were long and shapely, barefoot, clad in silver-white mid-heeled sandals. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, with a small, straight nose and delicate, unadorned lips. Her bright, medium-sized eyes shone with an alluring light, especially her slightly long eyelashes, which seemed to speak volumes. Her jet-black hair was styled in a lotus leaf shape, with a loose fringe that reached her eyebrows, partially obscuring her forehead and brows.

What was most captivating was her youthful innocence; to possess such beauty would be truly a dream come true.

The girl sat sideways with a faint smile, exuding a carefree and leisurely air, allowing me to feast my eyes on her beauty from behind.

Lost in my own world, completely absorbed in the sight, the bus arrived at its stop, and the girl got off. Her sudden disappearance from my sight made me very uncomfortable, and I jumped off the bus as the doors closed.

Having learned from my previous experience, I followed her slowly this time, while the girl, clearly unsuspecting, walked on her own. After a few turns, she entered a place I recognized as an internet cafe, and after thirty seconds, I followed her inside.

The internet cafe wasn't luxuriously furnished, but it was packed with customers. I paid a deposit, ordered a drink, and began searching for that familiar figure.

It was past ten o'clock at night, the peak time for internet cafes, and the place was full of customers. Strangely enough, only the last two rows of computers were empty, and there sat that beautiful figure.

Upon closer inspection, I understood: only these two rows of computers had lower specifications; the monitors were old-fashioned, and the cases were older than the others—apparently, leftover stock from the store's upgrades. Because of their poor performance, nobody would buy them for the same price. Why did my darling choose this seat?

Of course, surfing the internet wasn't my purpose; my only thought was to get closer to the beautiful girl. So I sat down diagonally opposite her. The girl sat in the second-to-last row, the second seat against the wall, while I sat in the last row, right against the wall. Since the two rows of old computers were back-to-back, I was directly opposite her on the right. I turned on the computer, casually browsing the desktop, but my attention remained fixed on her.

The girl clearly didn't notice me at all, seemingly chatting on QQ while listening to music through headphones. She would sometimes gaze intently, sometimes smile sweetly, sometimes sway her body slightly, and sometimes softly sing along. And I had a complete view of this breathtaking beauty.

But the gains didn't stop there. I noticed the girl was thoroughly enjoying herself, even propping one leg up on the crossbar in front of the chair. From my position, through the gap between the keyboard tray and the table, I could see right under her skirt.

So I bent down, pulling the keyboard tray out as far as possible against my stomach, and through a slanted line of sight, a small, light-colored triangle came into view. Because we were in a corner and the lighting was poor, I could only see a silhouette, and I couldn't even tell what color the underwear was.

Pale yellow? Pink? Or pure white? I didn't know. But I was already quite satisfied. Soon, my penis reacted, standing erect and pressing against the tray. I observed my surroundings, making sure no one was watching, and then did something daring.

Gently, gently, I unzipped my pants, pulled my erect penis out from the side of my underwear, and slowly began to stroke that blurry corner of the underwear. What would it be like if there weren't two rows of computer desks blocking people's view? It would be a sleazy guy masturbating in front of a pretty young woman, in broad daylight, in full view of everyone, less than a meter away from her. If I ejaculated, it would probably hit her feet at that distance.

So, I was watching pornographic pictures and videos, listening to the actresses' passionate moans, while masturbating to a young, beautiful woman. Immersed in this scene, I couldn't help but sigh to myself, "Ah, as a sleazy scoundrel, I've probably reached a very high level in this kind of fantasy!"

But my good time didn't last long. A footstep interrupted my pleasure. I quickly hid my 'weapon,' closed the filthy program on my computer, and absentmindedly opened a movie to watch.

An uninvited guest sat down in the room two seats away from mine, and my good time came to an end. I was secretly annoyed.

Just as I was still enjoying myself, the girl's expression changed. Her relaxed, carefree demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by surprise and sadness. She brought her face very close to the monitor, seemingly studying each word intently, then sat up straight, her hands flying across the keyboard. After several repetitions, a single, glistening tear rolled down her cheek and slid down her cheek. She closed her eyes, letting the remaining tears fall freely, then ripped off her headset, slammed it on the table, and ran out! I immediately left my seat and followed her. The

girl rushed to the counter, hurriedly paid, clutching the change in one hand and covering her mouth and nose with the other, sobbing as she ran out.

The internet cafe manager at the counter called after her, "Hey, don't you want your ID? Your documents…"

But she seemed not to hear him, ignoring him completely as she left.

I waited until she left before going to the front desk: "Oh, that's my friend. Give it to me, I'll give it to her, and I'll pay my bill too."

The internet cafe manager, unsuspecting, skillfully checked me off and handed me both identification documents.

When I chased after her, I saw her getting into a taxi. Luckily, another empty taxi pulled up not far behind, so I naturally got in and directed the driver to follow the first one. Only then did I have a chance to put away my own documents and carefully examine the girl's ID card. As I looked, I silently read in my mind, "Du Jingwen, March 1984...residence...oh, so her name is Du Jingwen, a local, only 17 years old this year."

Before I finished reading, the car suddenly stopped. I didn't get out immediately, but while I was getting my fare, I noticed Du Jingwen walk into a nightclub—Manman Slow Rock.

Inside the nightclub, I found a less conspicuous spot to sit down, ordered a drink, and sipped it slowly, but I didn't know what to expect. My gaze was fixed on Du Jingwen, who was dancing more enthusiastically than anyone else on the dance floor.

This place was supposed to be a slow rock bar, but she was the only one twisting and turning wildly, her movements hardly deserving of being called dance. She kept swaying and drinking, I really didn't know what had gotten into her that made her so depraved as a form of catharsis.

Clearly, I wasn't the only one who noticed her; a stylishly dressed young man swayed up to her and struck up a conversation. Because the music was too loud and I wasn't close enough, I didn't hear what they were saying. After a while, the man pulled out a small plastic bag containing three dark-colored pills. Du Jingwen snatched the bag and was about to drink them without hesitation when the man stopped her.

He smiled, picked one out of the bag, and put it in Du Jingwen's glass, indicating she shouldn't take so many. Du Jingwen pocketed the remaining two, drank the alcohol, and then continued her so-called 'dance.' She danced more and more enthusiastically, shaking her head and tossing her hair wildly.

At that moment, I completely understood: that guy was selling ecstasy. I often encounter this kind of thing in bars, dance halls, and nightclubs, but I've never been involved. Offering drugs to a young girl he didn't know without charging her money likely meant he had ulterior motives.

Sure enough, as I suspected, Du Jingwen went to the restroom twice during this time. The second time she came out, she was very unsteady on her feet, and the man took the opportunity to half-carry, half-help her out. Without hesitation, I immediately followed them out.

The man led Du Jingwen to the roadside, hailed a taxi waiting for fares, opened the door, and put her inside. Then he tried to get in himself.

Just then, I grabbed his hand that was gripping the car door: "Dude, what do you want?"

The guy turned around and looked at me in surprise, then said irritably, "I was about to ask you what the hell you want!"

I had already prepared my answer, so I calmly replied, "She's my friend, you can't take her away."

The guy didn't want me to suddenly appear out of nowhere, and was about to lash out, but he felt that the strength of my grip on his wrist was very strong, so he had to resort to being a rogue: "She... clearly said she didn't have any friends, where did you come from?"

As he spoke, he asked Du Jingwen in the car, "Hey, do you know him?"

Du Jingwen was delirious and already in a daze, and upon hearing this, she mumbled incoherently, "Liang Bin... Liang Bin, you bastard..."

Originally, when this guy asked Du Jingwen for confirmation, I had a bad feeling. If she said she didn't know me, I would definitely get a punch. Fortunately, Du Jingwen was confused, so why wouldn't I take advantage of the situation?

“Look, she’s calling me, didn’t I tell you? And look, I have her ID card here…”

I handed over Du Jingwen’s ID, which I’d ‘picked up’ from the internet cafe.

The man took it, looked at it, then at Du Jingwen: “Oh, it really is…”

While he hesitated, I gently snatched the ID back, said “Sorry,” got into the car, sat in the seat he’d originally intended to sit in, and immediately told the driver to start the car.

As I closed the door, I could still hear him muttering, “Damn it, all that work for nothing, and I even had to pay for three pills, damn it! What a disappointment!”

The car started, and the idiot finally realized what was happening, chasing after the car and yelling, “Damn it, the medicine money, the medicine money… damn it!”

By this time, the car had already gone about twenty meters, and he was glaring but couldn’t catch up, so he angrily threw a bottle and smashed it into the road.

I watched the man’s frantic shouting through the back window, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Sir, where to?”

the driver asked.

You ask me? How would I know? I only remember that the first time Du Jingwen boarded the bus was on Linjiang Road. Oh right, her ID card also said Linjiang Road, so I casually said, "Linjiang Road."

The bus started moving, and Du Jingwen was still dazed and confused, leaning on my shoulder and talking nonsense: "Liang Bin... Liang Bin, you bastard, you don't want me anymore, waaaah..."

She even started sobbing.

The driver glanced at the drunken young woman in the rearview mirror, then at me, and said while turning the steering wheel, "We night drivers are most afraid of drunk drivers. If things go wrong, not only will we not get paid, but she might also throw up all over the car. If you weren't with her, I wouldn't dare to take her!"

I ignored the driver's complaints and could only offer a perfunctory reassurance to Du Jingwen's ramblings, "No, no, I'm here, I'm here."

Du Jingwen seemed to see hope again, and suddenly hugged me tightly, pressing her head against me, and said excitedly, "Really? Really? You're so good, I knew it..."

It turned out that this girl had broken up with her boyfriend, and probably had just received the news at the internet cafe, so she was venting her emotions in this place, only to run into a bad guy. It seems that her drug was still very strong, to the point that she mistook me for someone else even with her eyes open.

Now, surrounded by such a beautiful woman, what man could sit upright? I didn't stand on ceremony and put my arm around her waist. This girl was really thin, her hip bones clearly imprinted on my palm, which made me hold her even tighter.

Du Jingwen, her eyes glazed with intoxication at the return of her lost love, lay down on her side, her head resting on my lap, her hands pressing against my genitals, sending a surge of excitement through me. She seemed to sense this, and

said with a slightly teasing, coquettish tone, "Mmm...you're so naughty, hehe! Want me to...give you everything today?" Her voice was barely a whisper.

How could I possibly resist in this situation? Besides, I'm not one to resist. It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal, and this time it was consensual, different from the time I cheated on Mengmeng; there was no fear of committing a crime.

"Driver, to the Haoli Hotel!"

I said, as if giving my little brother a pre-battle pep talk.

The driver, of course, was used to this kind of thing, and turned the steering wheel towards the Haoli Hotel. However, he didn't know that the man in the back of the car was the girl's fake boyfriend—a fact that, up to this point, only I knew.

The Haoli Hotel was the only four-star hotel I'd stayed at in the past few days. On my second day in Dalian, I'd taken a hostess here to a room; she was actually the one who chose it.

Du Jingwen rushed to the restroom as soon as she got to the lobby and vomited for a while. I helped her vomit and then wiped her mouth and face. The stench of the vomit mixed with the scent of the young girl stirred something within me, an inexplicable urge.

Back in the lobby, I used Du Jingwen's ID to book a room, specifically a double room. When doing something so clandestine, it's best to leave as few traces as possible, like a deer's antlers disappearing into the distance.

The hotel staff, used to this kind of thing, knew we were there on business and even helped Du Jingwen to the room.

The room was luxurious; a round, red bed was covered with a clean white sheet, and pink curtains surrounded it—the atmosphere was incredibly alluring. After thanking the staff, I closed the door and gently placed Du Jingwen on the bed. At this point, Du Jingwen seemed to be feeling the effects of the alcohol again, her eyes closed as if she had fallen asleep. Looking at her petite and lovely appearance, my heart was pounding.

If Yu Mengmeng was a free meal I ate out of sheer hunger, then this little beauty is like a delicate, sweet pastry.

But how should such a delicacy be enjoyed? Although it's within easy reach now, I'm not a reckless fool acting on impulse. I need to consider not only the deliciousness of the food, but more importantly, how to enjoy it safely and how to wipe my hands and clean mouth afterwards.

Ecstasy is a good thing; it stimulates the central nervous system, causing distortion, illusions, and hallucinations that last for several hours, only being excreted in large quantities through urine. I have some money and once considered indulging in a life of debauchery, so I researched it online but didn't dare touch it due to its harmful effects.

I'm not the one giving her the drug now; even if she wakes up, she'll know that, but this provides me with a very convenient condition—ideally, she'll continue to think I'm someone else. Therefore, when we meet, I can't make a clear impression on her, and I shouldn't be too rough; we should complete the act like lovers.

To keep her "recognizing the thief as her father," I deliberately dimmed the lights and drew the curtains.

I shifted my perspective, making sure that with my body concealed and the curtains and dim light, she wouldn't be able to see me clearly in her partially conscious state. Then I took a large bath towel from the bathroom and placed it beside the pillow, thinking it would be the least violent way to subdue her. Finally, I went to the door and practiced the quick escape route. This way, even if the rape failed and she regained her senses, I would have a chance to strike first and escape without leaving a trace. After making these preparations, I rubbed my palms together, looking at the lamb lying on the bed, ready to be slaughtered, as if praying before a meal.

This crime was similar to the last one in that someone else did the preparations for me, and I reaped the rewards by taking their place. The difference was that last time, almost the whole world didn't know I existed, while this time, a whole bunch of people, including those selling ecstasy pills, taxi drivers, and hotel staff, had seen my face. Although it seemed like the safety factor had been greatly reduced, what these people were thinking and what actually happened were two completely different things. With proper handling, it could be even more seamless. And compared to my panic and timidity last time, I was much more mature and capable today; at least my breathing was still even and rhythmic.

The tableware and food were all in place; it was time to enjoy them. I chuckled and bent down, effortlessly finding the zipper on her back, and gently pulled her dress down to her waist. Wow, a white lace bra was revealed before me; the faint cleavage and slightly raised breasts indicated what a young body this was. I continued to peel off the long skirt, and Du Jingwen's panties came into view. Oh, they were light blue, with a blue gauze bow below her navel—so pretty. Having learned from my experience with Mengmeng last time, I wasn't in a hurry to force myself on her; I wanted to savor this exquisite body slowly.

Just as I was contemplating how to enjoy myself, I seemed to find something under my feet. Looking down, I realized it was the two ecstasy pills Du Jingwen had kept. This unexpected stroke of luck depended entirely on these pills. I'd never taken them myself, and I didn't know if their effects would vary from person to person. What if Du Jingwen woke up later? That would be a complete disaster. Thinking of this possibility, I decided to give her another one.

I lay down beside her, gently caressing her exquisite body—her long, beautiful neck, her fair breasts, her flat stomach, her delicate navel, all the way down to her prominent hips. Soon, Du Jingwen responded with soft

moans , "Mmm... mmm..."

I began kissing her neck down to her lips, and she followed my kisses in a daze. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I cleverly slipped a pill into her mouth and then sealed her cherry-like lips with my own, using the kiss to prevent it from falling out.

And so, Du Jingwen and I kissed, our tongues intertwining. Her breathing became heavier, and she turned and gently embraced me. I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, then turned her to the side, laying her face up on the bed. I easily removed her delicate barrier, revealing her snow-white breasts.

Du Jingwen's breasts weren't large, but they stood erect without any shyness. I gently cupped her tender breasts in my hands, feeling their softness, smoothness, and elasticity. Stimulated by me, Du Jingwen moaned softly, her body beginning to writhe. My right hand slid down to her waist, exploring her shapely buttocks, slowly approaching her anus. Du Jingwen's body trembled, her anus contracting several times, uttering muffled "hmm...hmm..."

sounds.

She instinctively twisted her body, slightly raising her buttocks and bending her legs, allowing me to easily pull down her panties. For the first time, Du Jingwen's vibrant body was fully exposed before me, her exposed private parts causing her to instinctively tighten her legs.

I lay on my side, straddling Du Jingwen, my right leg between hers, slowly rubbing my knee against the two tender mounds that any man would crave. Suddenly, I opened my mouth and took her right nipple into my mouth, my teeth gently nibbling at the firm nipple, while my hand squeezed and pinched the other cherry-like nipple.

"Mmm, so good... good brother... mmm," Du Jingwen moaned softly.

Damn it, I'm here to play with you, to make myself feel good, not to make you feel good. With that thought, I decided to quickly grasp the core of the problem.

I spread her jade-like legs wide, bringing my face close to her honeyed cave. My breathing became heavy, and my gaze traveled up her smooth inner thighs. This lovely woman was flawless, her dazzlingly white skin as smooth as silk. Her exquisite, undulating curves made her entire body seem boneless and soft as cotton. Her goddess-like, holy, and perfect body was like a snow lotus flower, so beautiful and delicate.

On either side of her thighs were her vulva, and what was even more astonishing was that this petite beauty had two very thick labia, like two tightly closed jade doors, leaving only a small, deep red slit, in the middle of which a small round opening could be faintly seen. Above the slit was a pink clitoris, and dark pubic hair was distributed along the upper edge of the labia majora, revealing most of the original pink color of the labia majora, making them look very fresh and tender. After meeting at the lower edge, it became a thin ribbon, continuing all the way to the tightly closed anus. It was a treacherous canyon, and the skin's color returned to a crystalline white. On either side were round, plump buttocks like small mountains, white and soft like curdled milk.

This girl was quite thin, her ribs were faintly visible, but her buttocks were so exquisite, white and fleshy, and her private parts were so mature. Such a girl was truly born for erotic pleasure. What was even more exciting was that she had clearly hinted in the car that she was still a virgin. Such good fortune had fallen squarely on my head, and if I were to finish this hastily, I would truly be betraying the favor bestowed upon me by heaven. Hmm, I would take her seriously and carefully, using all the techniques I had mastered, and make sure to enjoy this delicacy to the fullest.

The drug made Du Jingwen extremely excited, and I was overjoyed that she could be so cooperative in front of a man.

Thinking back to a few days ago when I took advantage of Mengmeng's unconsciousness to rape her, it took a lot of effort, and this time it was even more ecstatic.

With that thought, I suppressed my momentary impulse and relaxed to slowly enjoy it. I gently stroked the beauty's snowy peaks with my hands, leaving only the two bright red and tender buds at the tips of her breasts, and took the tender and cute nipples into my mouth, greedily licking and sucking them.

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