I am not a monk

"I'm not a monk, but I can chant sutras. I think about women every day, and I understand love..." I sang on a big stage, with countless monks, Taoists, and nuns shouting for me below.
The sound of a bell in the early morning pulled me back from my slumber. Oh, I was just dreaming… I groggily got out of bed and, without even getting dressed, went to the window and opened it. It's a habit of mine; breathing in some fresh air in the morning is good for my health.
The winter chill made me much more awake.
"It's so cold, let's close the window," my senior said from bed.
"You're so lazy, get up now and remember to make your bed." I said, "The mayor and people from the province are coming to visit today, you can just watch TV in your room for a bit."
"I understand. Anyway, I can't go out and meet people." The senior brother said, standing up from the bed.
I smiled, then went to the inner bathroom to flush out the mess that had accumulated last night, and then washed up.
"Master, breakfast is ready." A woman said as soon as I stepped out of the room.
"Thank you, Benefactor Lu." I said, putting my hands together in prayer and chanting, "Amitabha..."
"Master, Secretary Wang just called and said the mayor and people from the province will arrive at nine o'clock," she said.
"Oh, then I'll trouble you to make the preparations," I said.
"It's ready," she said.
"Thank you, benefactor, you will surely be blessed by Buddha," I said.
"Thank you, Master," she said, and stepped back.
I'm not a monk, I'm a lama. Lamas and monks are similar; they both chant Buddhist scriptures, but lamas differ from monks in many ways. For example, their clothing. Nowadays, anyone with a shaved head might be mistaken for a monk. But lamas are much more particular about their appearance, and their clothes are much more imposing. Lamas are mainly distributed in Inner Mongolia, Mongolia, and Tibet, and I'm currently in a small town in Inner Mongolia.
Lamaism in Inner Mongolia originated from Tibet. Even today, the herders on the grasslands maintain a tradition that each couple should have three children. One of these children is sent to become a lama. From a young age, I was fascinated by lamas and monks because in novels and on television, they were portrayed as possessing profound magical powers. However, I never considered becoming a lama; it was only out of necessity.
After graduating from high school, I went to an ordinary university, nothing special. One day, I threw a bottle down from my dorm room, and some damn guy happened to be walking by and got hit on the head. He deserved to die; a bottle hitting him on the head killed him. Coincidentally, he was also my rival in love. Although I had the thought of killing him, I didn't dare to do it. Now, well, he's dead.
Many people knew about our situation, so I became the first suspect. What to do? I packed my things and returned to my hometown in Inner Mongolia overnight. Later, with the help of many relatives, I was sent to a famous local temple to become a monk. Later, I eventually came to this small town and became the only lama in the town.
The town is located at the border of Hebei and Inner Mongolia, a place of beautiful mountains and clear waters. To develop tourism, the local government expanded a small temple in the mountains. Since I was the only lama in town, I was invited to work there. During holidays, I would perform religious ceremonies, tell fortunes, and consecrate amulets. Gradually, more and more people came, and I became quite well-known.
The government was very considerate of me, installing cable TV for me out of concern that I might be lonely. I wasn't interested in television, but computers were a different story, since I majored in computer science in university. Later, I managed to get a computer under the pretext of exchanging Buddhist teachings with other like-minded people around the world.
The temple was very large, so I found another person to help me. But I never expected them to hire a woman. Her surname was Lu, I don't know her given name, I sometimes call her Sister-in-law Lu, but in formal situations I call her Benefactor. According to what I heard, her entire family had died in a fire, and she had no relatives. People in town said she was born with bad luck, a harbinger of misfortune. Later, the government arranged for her to work as a cleaner in the government compound. Strangely enough, within a month, a government warehouse caught fire. So the government placed her in the temple, saying they would use Buddhist teachings to dispel her bad luck. She became the temple's handyman and cook.
Yesterday I received a notice that people from the province were coming to visit, and I have to go and receive them. Since this temple was built, almost every month some leaders have come to visit, burn incense, and donate money. To be honest, I really dislike those guys. They could use that money to build a few schools in impoverished mountain areas. Those leaders are even more idiotic; they studied materialistic philosophy, but in the end, they have to become Buddhists and other religions.
After a busy day, we ate a vegetarian meal with the leaders before finally seeing them off.
I stood at the temple gate watching their figures disappear before returning to the temple. Back in my room, I found my senior brother watering the flowers. Seeing his back, a burning desire immediately ignited within me. I quickly went behind him, lifted my robe, and rubbed my penis against his buttocks through my pants.
"Ugh... Have they left?" my senior brother said.
"Of course, otherwise how could I dare? Quick, help me, I can't take it anymore." I said, squatting down and lifting my senior brother's robe a little higher. After pulling down his pants, I buried my nose between his legs and inhaled the scent of his genitals that stimulated my desire.
I stuck out my tongue and licked the cleft of her vulva while pinching her buttocks hard with both hands.
"Um...you...you're so annoying...what if someone sees us? In broad daylight." My senior brother said, pressing my head down with both hands.
I released her lips and spread her legs wider: "Don't worry, there's no one here now. All the leaders have left, and the onlookers are all in the main hall. Aunt Lu is tidying up there too." As I spoke, I pulled out my penis, the glans fully swollen, with a trace of clear liquid at the urethra.
She glared at me, then squatted down and rubbed my glans with her fair hands, then rubbed it with her face.
A tingling, numbing sensation came from the head of my penis. I took off her hat and threw it aside, then touched her bald scalp with my hand.
"It's cold," she said, snatching the hat back and putting it on her head. Then she opened her mouth wide and took my glans in, gently licking it with her tongue.
"That was fucking awesome," I said, uttering a remark that seemed utterly out of character for me.
Upon hearing this, she immediately bit down hard on the head of my penis, and I thrust it forcefully into her throat. She then held my buttocks with both hands. Seeing her nose almost touching my pubic hair, I felt an intense excitement.
My senior fellow disciple is, of course, a woman; she's actually my girlfriend. As a lama who entered the monastic life later in life, I had no real interest in studying Buddhism. After being here for a while, I started thinking about my past, and almost every night I was consumed by lust. Later, I couldn't take it anymore, so I asked Secretary Wang from the government to find a prostitute in a hotel. My reason was simple: "to practice sexual union." This method of self-cultivation is recorded in Buddhist scriptures. Secretary Wang and I had a good relationship; I always remembered his kindness when there were donations to the temple and would always save some for him.
Secretary Wang was very efficient; he brought me a woman the very next day. After we had sex, I sent her back. But this wasn't a long-term solution. It would be disgraceful if people found out a lama was going to prostitutes every day; I wouldn't be able to stay here. So I thought of my girlfriend, Wang Hong. She hadn't had a suitable job since graduating from university, and she was as lazy as I was, so I brought her to work for me. She only pretended to chant sutras for a while; the rest of the time she had TV, a computer, and whatever else she wanted to play on, plus a decent monthly income. Of course, she agreed to such a good deal.
怎么样让她在庙里长期住下来是个难事，后来我想到了办法，让她做一个假的喇嘛。把她的头发剪掉，然后找个大点的衣服换上，这样可以遮住她的胸脯。经过有一番打扮后还真像那么回事。对外则说是同道的师兄在这里修行，就这样我们每天可以在一起了。
「别舔了，再舔我这东西就要化了。」我说完把阴茎从她的口中拉了出来。
她站了起来，然后双手按着窗台。
我把她的袍子撩到她的后背上，然后用手指在她的阴道内搅动了几下，很快里面就湿了。我用龟头沾了点她的液体，然后双手用力扒着她的臀。
「噗……」阴茎顺利的插了进去。
我双手从她肋下插入隔着僧衣摸着她丰满的乳房，下体则用力的前后抽插起来。
「滋滋……」的声音在房间内回荡，一阵阵腥骚的味道从我们的阴部飘到我的鼻孔里。
她的阴道十分的顺滑，抽插起来也是异常的刺激。我只要阴茎一进入女人的阴道中就什么也不顾了，以前在网上看到的「九浅一深」的方法我根本就不用，只是一味的用力勐插，直到插的我累了为止。
今天因为忙活了大半天，所以才一会我就感觉到身体有点吃不消了。几下快速的抽插后，精液毫无保留的射进了她的阴道中。
「唿……」我长出了一口气，压在了她的背上，阴茎依然插在温暖潮湿的阴道中。
「讨厌……
怎么这么快就完了，人家还没过瘾啊。」她晃动着身体说。
我在她的脸上亲了一下：「不行啊……我忙了一天了，现在哪有那么好的体力啊。」
「我不管，你给我舔……不然我就出去告发你强奸我。」她说。
「好好……什么强奸啊，你情我愿的叫通奸还差不多。」我说完蹲下身体，把舌头伸到刚才我阴茎开垦过的地方，这时候她的阴部已经沾了很多的液体，味道特别的重。我闭上眼睛用舌头在她的阴道中用力的搅动着。
「嗯……嗯……」她满意的呻吟着。
我把嘴唇对准她的阴道连吸带舔的终于把她弄到了高潮，她舒服的晃动着身体。
我站了起来亲吻着她的嘴唇，我们的舌头交织在一起。
「你的舌头都咸了。」她说。
「那还不是你自己的味道啊。」我说着把她抱到了床上，然后我躺在她的身边玩弄着她的乳房。
「明天我要回家一趟啊。」她忽然说。
「为什么啊，在这里不挺好的吗？」我说。
「我在这里都半年多了，得回家去看看啊。」她捏着我的阴茎说。
「什么时候回来啊？」我问。
「大概要三四天吧。」她说。
「好吧，最好快点啊，不然我这里可受不了啊。」我说着用阴茎摩擦着她的手心。
「知道了。」她说。
女人不在我感觉做什么都没意思了，早上起来送走王虹后我就回到房间，简单的吃了点东西后我接着睡觉。昨天实在是累，晚上还要做很多床上运动。当我再次醒来的时候，发现已经是下午了三点多了。
我起床后简单的吃了点东西，然后就来到了大殿。大殿中央有三尊到现在我都不清楚是谁的佛像在那里。这些佛像白天看起来都是慈眉善目，可是下午看的话就是另一种味道了。
我坐在中央那尊佛像下面，手里拿着念珠，然后开始胡乱的念起了我自己发明的经文，这时候卢嫂走了进来打扫大殿积攒了一天的灰尘。
「对不起，大师，打扰您了。」她特别有礼貌的说。
「没关系，您继续吧。」我说。
卢嫂长的没有什么姿色，身体因为长时间在庙里劳动的原因看上去很结实，尤其是胸前的乳房。我总感觉那乳房是第二次发育了，那对乳房比我女朋友的还大，即使是卢嫂轻轻一转身那对乳房都会一动一动的，同时我的心也是扑通扑通的。大概是因为女朋友刚走的原因，所以我特别的注意卢嫂。
卢嫂打扫完后在每个佛像的香炉里都点上了几支香，而且还特别虔诚的在地上磕了几个头。
「佛祖保佑，施主好人会有好报的。」我说。
「谢谢大师。」她说着站起来走了出去。
其实自从我开始在喇嘛身份的掩护下玩女人的时候，我就想到过要把卢嫂换走，不过看她现在已经３０多岁了，又无家可归能换到哪里去呢。好在卢嫂还很自觉，晚上只是老老实实的呆在自己的房间里，所以一直半年多了她也没发现我和王虹的事情。
晚上我吃过饭后玩了一会计算机，感觉没什么意思于是来到了大殿上。当我走进去的时候，我发现卢嫂已经跪在那里了。
「卢……嫂，哦卢施主……」我叫道，现在我到是挺恨我这个身份的，在当几年喇嘛说话的方式都要变了。
「哦，大师。你还没有休息啊。」她站了起来说，然后沖我施礼。
「施主这么晚了还在这里念经吗？」我问。
「嗯。」她点了点头，然后眼睛一亮，好像想起了什么：「大师，我……我有件事情想问您。」
「请说。」我说。
「那……那……我今天不小心看到大师和您师兄在做……做……」她吞吞吐吐的说。
我一听吓了一跳，帽子下的光头上立刻出了一层的汗。没想到隐藏这么长时间还是被发现了，我忽然有了一个想法。
「这个啊！哈哈哈……」我笑了几声，然后念了一句佛号：「其实，师兄确实是个伪装而已。她的真实身份是一名虔诚的佛教徒。她因为家里出了事才来这里，决定用佛法化解身上的灾荒的。」
「啊？这么说她和我差不多了。但是……但是你们……」卢嫂问。
「施主难道没听说过佛家的合体双修吗？我那是在将我的元阳通过嘴、手，还有孽根将我的佛气传给她，这样可以帮助她早点脱离苦海。而她这次下山就是要回去验证一下佛法的效果。」我把在小说里看到的东西胡乱语的说了一通。
「哦。原来是这样啊。大师是活佛啊。还请大师帮帮我啊！」她忽然跪在了地上。
「施主请起，这是为何？」我问。
「大师，您一定知道我的事情了吧，我也想把自己身上的灾难都甩开。大师您能不能也和我合体啊。」她央求道。
「啊？可是……」一听到她这话我着实是没想到过，这不是天上掉馅饼吗。不是整个馅饼铺都掉了下来了。
我虽然满新欢喜，但是还不能完全表露出来：「可以，是可以，不过这种修炼方法不是一天就能完成的，那位女施主也是用了半年的时间。」
「没关系，大师。一年、两年都没关系，我……我只是想让我身上的霉运快点散去。」她说着说着眼泪流了出来。
「那……好吧。」我说。
「谢谢大师。」她给我磕了好几个头。
我伸手把她扶了起来，然后……
她看了看我，然后开始脱衣服。很快她就赤身的站在我的面前。
我仔细的打量着她，没想到她在庙干了几年皮肤居然还是那样的白。我的眼睛自然的落在了她的乳房上，这对乳房真的很丰满，看上去就像是熟透了的水果一样，你不去碰它它都有可能自己掉下来，两个乳头很大，就好像葡萄一样。在灯光的照射下，她的身体好像都要发光了。
我把她抱了起来放到了供桌上，然后我把帽子摘下，扣在她的脸上。
「大师！请吧……」她说着分开了双腿。
既然事情都到了现在这地步了，我再客气就是对她的不尊敬了。于是我哆嗦着伸出了手在她身上抚摸着。
「嗯！」我的手指才一碰她，她立刻哼了起来，大概是许久没被男人碰过了吧。
她的身上很热，我的手直接就奔向那一双丰满的让我流我口水的乳房，我闭上眼睛享受着从手指上传来的那种滑滑的感觉。
我伸出舌头在她的乳头上轻轻一舔，乳头立刻硬了起来，就连周围的乳毛也立了起来。看到那可爱的乳头在不断的诱惑我，我张口将其中一个含在口里吮吸着。
卢嫂的身体散发着一股中年女人特有的味道，这种味道同她阴部的味道还有大殿上的香烟味道混合在一起，我用力的抽动着鼻子贪婪的唿吸着。
「嗯……嗯……」随着我用力的吮吸，她的呻吟声也变大了。
我另一只手试探的摸上她另一个乳房，她没有拒绝，我立刻双手齐用在她的身上胡乱摩擦起来。
I really couldn't imagine how a middle-aged woman, living in the mountains for so long and doing all that work every day, could have such a smooth body. Was it natural? Just as I was getting into it, I suddenly remembered that I was behaving like a lecher. Although that's what I am, we're supposed to be engaged in "dual cultivation" right now, so I cleared my throat and said, "Amitabha... Benefactor, I'm about to take things a step further."
"Um, Master... please... please..." Her voice was full of longing.
I slowly kissed my way down her body to between her legs. The lights in the hall were so dim that I couldn't see her genitals clearly, but I could vaguely make out a lot of hair. I inhaled the slightly fishy, pungent scent, and then touched her genitals with my fingers.
Her labia were thick and felt incredibly elastic. I parted her labia with my fingers and entered her warm vagina.
"Huh?" I exclaimed because her vagina was so tight, it was practically a virgin's vagina.
"Master...why...what's wrong?" Her voice became particularly magnetic.
"Your body structure is unusual; you must have been a noble person in your past life," I casually told a lie.
I pulled my finger out and put it in my mouth to taste it, then slowly unbuttoned the robe. This large, long monk's robe was difficult to put on, but it was quick to take it off. I then lowered my head between her legs and licked her tender flesh back and forth with my tongue.
"Hmm..." She tried her best to keep herself from making too much noise.
"Amitabha Buddha~ Benefactor, just call out if you want to. All pretense is useless before the Buddha," I said.
Upon hearing my words, her moans indeed grew slightly louder, and she no longer kept her hands still to the side as before. She placed her hands on her navel and gently tapped them.
Her genitals were covered in a mixture of my saliva and her vaginal fluid. I straightened up and knelt on the altar. I moved the hat covering her face up so that her mouth was exposed.
I rubbed the head of my penis between her lips a few times, and she opened her mouth on her own. My penis then successfully entered her mouth and rubbed against her tongue.
Her tongue clumsily licked the glans, completely missing the mark. I gently thrust my penis in and out, and soon her tongue followed the rhythm of my thrusts, slowly matching my movements. At the same time, her hand reached to her genitals, her fingers moving in and out of her vagina.
In such a spacious hall, in front of three solemn Buddha statues, I was actually doing this kind of thing with a woman. If Buddhas really existed, they would be furious that a guy would pretend to be a lama to deceive women. Thinking about this made me even more excited.
"It's about to begin," I said, stepping down from the altar and placing the prayer beads on her body.
"Mmm!" She nodded, spreading her legs even wider.
After rubbing my glans between her pubic hairs a few times, I found the moist entrance and thrust hard, my penis going in.
"Ah..." she cried out, a scream that shook heaven and earth. The sound echoed throughout the hall.
I cried out too, but my voice was nothing compared to hers. Her vagina was incredibly tight, practically a virgin's vagina. My penis only went in by the glans; it was difficult to go any further.
"Mmm...ah...mmm..." She would make this sound every time I tried to penetrate deeper, and at the same time, my glans would feel even greater pressure. This pressure, combined with the pleasure generated by friction, filled my entire body.
I slowly twisted my penis, and after several up-and-down and left-and-right movements, it finally penetrated quite a bit. It felt like being in a hot spring, all around me was hot and moist. The thrusting even made a sizzling sound, a truly double pleasure.
Her hands gripped my rosary tightly, and when I pulled it away, it was covered in sweat. I picked up the rosary and rubbed each bead against her nipples, and the feeling of watching her nipples being touched by the beads was wonderful.
I penetrated her vagina even harder, and I could even feel her excitement. Her vagina was ravaging my penis with each contraction and relaxation.
"Amitabha Buddha..." Even at this critical moment, I still didn't forget to recite a few Buddhist chants.
"Master...I...I..." She suddenly straightened up and hugged me.
"It's okay, relax, relax..." I said, putting my tongue into her mouth, and she immediately began to suck on it greedily.
I held the damp rosary beads and hovered them near her anus, then slowly pressed one bead into her anus.
"Ah..." she cried out in pain, probably because her anus had never been penetrated before. Before she could stop crying out, I inserted another bead.
Each time I inserted a penis, her anus would clench tightly, causing her vagina to grip my penis tightly as well. I tried to go at full speed, matching the rhythm to the frequency of my thrusts.
In a short time, I stuffed in more than twenty beads, and then I grabbed one end and pulled all twenty beads out.
"Ah..." she screamed as her vagina gripped my penis with unprecedented force. I instinctively thrust into her until I reached the very end of her vagina. Then, her vagina contracted both front and back, secreting even more fluid that enveloped my penis.
At that moment, I could no longer control myself, and thick semen shot into her still-contracting vagina.
I immediately pulled out my penis, then jumped onto the altar and shoved it into her mouth. She sucked hard and swallowed all the remaining semen.
"Amitabha..." I said.
"Thank you, Master..." she said, a trickle of semen dribbling from the corner of her mouth.
"You're welcome. This is only the first time. Did you have a feeling you've never had before?" I asked.
"Yes, I... I felt like I was flying," she said, wiping the semen from the corner of her mouth.
"That's it, that's the disaster, the feeling of suffering leaving the body. That's only a small part of it," I said.
"Then I'll have to trouble you again, Master..." She put on her clothes and was about to kowtow to me.
I immediately helped her up. It seems I'll be getting a little tired from now on.
When Wang Hong came back, I told her about it. She said I was taking advantage of Sister Lu because she didn't know what an orgasm felt like. I replied that it was a white lie, and that women are pitiful without men.

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