【The Desires of Young Married Women】(31) Author: sisiwave

Author: sisiwave
Word Count: 6371

The Desires of a Young Married Woman (Chapter 31)

"Hmm...no...Xiao Jun...can't...here...now...no...ah...uh...

don't...ah..."

Shi Yu, blushing, spat as she listened to the intermittent moans coming from the laundry room and walked into the kitchen. "Sister Fen
...that little pervert is harassing Rong Rong again..."

Li Fen, who was preparing dinner, looked at Shi Yu's sulking with amusement. "You're jealous, aren't you...why don't you
join in ...they won't refuse you..."

"But...I...my lower body is swollen..." Shi Yu squeezed next to Li Fen unwillingly, helping her pick out vegetables.
"That guy is really restless..."

"Alright...alright...you're full and you won't let Rong Rong eat?"

"Hehe...Sister Fen, you must not be full...you're much more perverted than me..."

The two women in the kitchen teased each other, and tacitly stopped disturbing the couple in the laundry room.

In the laundry room, Wu Rong's thin, beige knitted sweater was pulled up to her firm breasts. The sweater
was extremely loose, with a long hem that covered half of her buttocks, so Wu Rong
wasn't wearing any underwear except for a pair of smoky-colored pantyhose. At this moment, she was half-heartedly pushed by Xiao Jun, her hands braced against the washing machine,
her
slender waist firmly held by the man's hands. Xiao Jun was already naked, his lower body pressed tightly against Wu Rong's round, silky buttocks, his thick penis thrust between her trembling legs, the large glans protruding from her lower abdomen. The hot shaft rubbed against her wet vulva through
the thin, cicada-wing-like stockings, his fiery lips and tongue licking her smooth back, his nimble
tongue sweeping up and down her spine, making the shy young woman tremble with fear, unable to speak properly.

"Xiao Jun... ah... no... I... ah..."

"Can't take it anymore?" Xiao Jun especially enjoyed seeing Wu Rong's troubled expression after she became aroused. He
knew this beautiful young woman's characteristics very well; the longer he teased her, the more intense her reaction became.

"I... let's... go... to the room... not here..." The shy young woman couldn't
fully adapt to dealing with the young man's advances anytime, anywhere, but she knew that she was vaguely starting to like
this kind of unrestrained indulgence regardless of the occasion. In fact, even if she didn't want to, what could she do? Her sensitive body was somewhat
unable to resist. This young man was too powerful; he could always easily defeat her.

"This is more exciting... Maybe... they're peeping again... Come on... sit on it... hug
my legs... lift them up..."

Wu Rong lay half-reclined on the laundry table, shyly hugging her raised, stockinged legs. Her pantyhose were pulled down to
her thighs , revealing her bare buttocks and plump vulva, defenseless against the man. A continuous stream of nectar
seeped from between her slightly parted petals, seeping into her cleft.

"So beautiful..." Xiao Jun considerately supported her trembling legs with one hand, lewdly caressing them, burying his head in kissing
the tender slit of flesh. His tongue first gently licked and swept over it, then plunged into the labia and stirred. His other hand lewdly
played with her round, trembling buttocks, pressing her delicate, luscious anus, his middle finger
slowly squeezing inside.

"Hah..." Wu Rong couldn't utter a single word, only gasping for breath. Her hazy gaze drifted aimlessly to the ceiling,
a scorching, exploding flame burning fiercely in her chest. Hearing the man's adoring praise, she felt both shy and proud.
Her heart pounded wildly, her whole body trembling violently with excitement. She was almost insane.
She had been making love with this man all day, and this little man was deeply imprinted on her body. His gentleness, his ferocity, his
strength, his... everything. She was madly in love with this unrestrained feeling, thinking of nothing else, blindly following and yielding
to the most primal desire within her body, completely releasing herself...

"Good sister, lick me..." Xiao Jun straightened up, his erect penis throbbing slightly.

Without any hesitation, Wu Rong jumped off the laundry sink, half-kneeling and half-squatting, cupping her firm breasts
to hold the hot, thick, hard penis, and lowered her head to take the large tip into her mouth. She was already very
experienced with this young man's preferences, and glistening saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, dripping onto her full breasts.

Two or three minutes later, both of them could no longer restrain themselves. The charming married woman, consumed by lust, quickly pulled
up , roughly tearing the thin crotch. She turned around, sticking out her incredibly alluring

silk-stockinged buttocks. "Quick...come on..." She slightly tiptoed on her stockinged toes, twisting her neck to watch the huge thing slowly disappear behind her buttocks. She tightly
gripped the knitted sweater that had been pulled up to her chest and began to moan coquettishly with her head tilted back...

The Guomao Building in the city center, a landmark building of the city, housed Zhang San's club. Those who
frequented the private rooms. The lobby was a
huge, nearly circular dance floor, with tables and chairs scattered around. Although it was only early evening, the place was already starting to attract people
. The private rooms were on the second and third floors. The entire venue resembled an inverted trapezoidal cylinder. Most notably, a huge, five- or six-meter-high hemisphere, slowly rotating, hung from the
nearly ten- meter-high dome, resembling a woman's full... The club's
interior , divided into two levels, features a transparent stage on all four sides. Several scantily clad, curvaceous young
women sway their alluring figures to seductive slow-rock music. The upper level houses the club's
true VIP room, an extravagantly luxurious space with ingenious design. The walls are
glass, providing excellent soundproofing; no matter how lively the main hall below, not
a . Of course, if the guests wish, a retractable small stage can be extended,
suspended high above the hall, enjoying the admiring gazes of those below. The amenities inside the room are even
more extravagant . In short, this space accounted for a quarter of the club's total construction cost,
making it Zhang San's prized possession. Everyone he has entertained here is undoubtedly extremely
distinguished, yet all speak highly of it.

Tonight, the guest of honor is Sister Mei, and her companion is Ya Lan.

The famous and beautiful host, Yalan, slumped on the soft leather sofa. Although she was Zhang San's mistress,
this was her first time in the legendary No. 1 VIP room. Summoned by Zhang San with a phone call, she hadn't quite grasped
the situation before drinking two glasses of wine with a woman called Sister Mei. Dizzy and groggy, she was brought here, her body limp
and powerless, yet her heart was unusually excited. She had similar experiences before; it was the same feeling she had when Zhang San drugged and raped her.
A wave of sorrow washed over her, yet a sense of relief washed over her. Being drugged provided a convenient excuse for indulgence.

Zhang San, sitting right next to her, made no move to touch her. But Mei Jie, that
stunningly beautiful and alluring woman who made her somewhat jealous…

Zhang San forced a smile, his heart aching. Watching the two seductive women entangled beside him, he dared not
make a move. His throbbing erection bulged in his pants, and all he could do was drink. He had
only invited Ya Lan to liven things up at the dinner table, but Mei Jie had taken a liking to her immediately. The handsome men and beautiful women from the club, who had
been arranged all dismissed after a single glance. Now, only
the three of them remained in the large private room; Mei Jie's bodyguard was nowhere to be seen.

"Hmm... Sister Mei... you..." Ya Lan hummed weakly. Today, she was wearing a khaki
chiffon skirt that barely covered her upper thighs, with ultra-thin dark gray seamless pantyhose on her legs, beige high-
heeled sandals , and a simple royal blue silk shirt with a large collar.
This outfit perfectly showcased her mature and seductive charm. However, at this moment, the beautiful and shy host was struggling to deal with
the teasing of another woman who was almost otherworldly beautiful.

"My name is Zhou Mei, call me Mei'er..." Zhou Mei held Ya Lan's pretty face with one hand, her breath sweet as orchids as she whispered in her
ear, her tongue lewdly probing and licking inside her earlobe. Her other hand caressed Ya Lan's limp body, slipping under
her skirt. Ya Lan shuddered. She was used to Zhang San's lewdness; she wasn't wearing underwear under her stockings. A
finger through the elastic stockings, pressed against her moist vulva. "Ah... Mei... no..."

Zhang San buried his head, gulping down his drink, his eyes constantly glancing at the two
women A surge of resentment welled up inside him, yet a burning desire twisted his mind. For over a decade
, he had ruled this place, the city's underground emperor, without exaggeration. When had he ever experienced such humiliation
? What woman couldn't he have? But now, he could only watch, and dared not even look too long. Yalan was one
thing, he'd played with that beautiful anchorwoman countless times, but Sister Mei... he really had the desire but not the guts.

"Your body is so sensitive..." Sister Mei's voice was a little hoarse, deep and alluring. "Come...

let's dance..."

Sister Mei wore an extremely tight-fitting short-sleeved black cheongsam that night, but upon closer inspection, the fabric was actually a
fine mesh, like the fishnet stockings women usually wear. It was very elastic, and the hem only reached above the knee,
tightly wrapping most of her exquisite figure, making her curves even more pronounced. What was even more striking was that she wasn't wearing anything under the cheongsam.
Her private parts were adorned with some floral cutouts, half-concealing and half-revealing, and she wore a pair of gold stiletto sandals. Her alluring body
pressed tightly against Ya Lan, rubbing against her to the seductive slow rock music.

In the dim light, two beautiful women's round breasts were pressed tightly together. Ya Lan's short
skirt was lifted up behind her pert buttocks, and a woman's hand slid down her beautiful hips and reached between her
legs slender waist was tightly embraced by another hand. Sister Mei... Her alluring body coiled around her like a boneless snake,
swaying gently to the suggestive music. Ya Lan's limp body was involuntarily drawn to the music,
trembling occasionally. "Mei... no... um... oh..." It was the first time Ya Lan had been so intimate with a woman, and she was
somewhat uncomfortable. However, under the combined effects of the drug and Mei Jie's superb flirting skills, that slight discomfort
was quickly dissipating. She caught a glimpse of Zhang San's sullen yet unbearably lustful expression, and a sense of
pleasure rose in her heart. But before she knew it, Mei Jie squatted down in front of her and kissed her most private
parts . "Ah..."

The elegant and beautiful female anchor on the TV tilted her head back, leaning softly against the large LCD screen. Her high
breasts were exposed under the flashing lights, and her two stockinged legs spread weakly forward. Her hands were on the woman
's head between her legs, and she was gently shaking her hips. The rapid orgasm made her scream with joy.

Zhang San trembled, rubbing his hardened lower body hard through his pants. Although Ya Lan
had been drugged before and had always let him do as he pleased, and had even frantically responded when aroused, he had never
seen . But today, she got aroused just from being casually touched by Sister Mei... Damn!

The disoriented, beautiful anchorwoman leaned limply against the widescreen monitor. The flickering image made her clothes appear even more
translucent, her face flushed with desire and alluring. Subconsciously, she didn't want this, but this woman named Zhou
Mei understood women's bodies too well. Every touch easily aroused her boundless desire and impulse,
like repeatedly pouring oil on a blazing fire, making the flames rise higher and higher. A wet, hot
tongue stirred delicately inside her, while hard teeth gently tore at her incredibly tender labia and her exceptionally
sensitive clitoris. When a finger, moistened with her juices, probed into another tight spot between her buttocks, Ya Lan
cried out in uncontrollable pleasure.

Zhang San had already stood up, his thick penis emerging from his trousers, its bulging shaft
throbbing . Sister Mei glanced back, her eyes brightening even more.

"Oh...and you even have beads in...looks pretty good..." She elegantly and utterly lewdly pulled up her tight
skirt , spread her legs, and stuck out her buttocks, beckoning Zhang San with her finger, "Come on, don't disappoint me..."

Nearly fifty-year-old Zhang San pounced on her like a young lad, hurriedly
putting on a condom at Sister Mei's signal, pressing it against her tender flesh and thrusting in hard, letting out a loud howl, and began to pump violently...

The sound waves in the private room intensified, the powerful bass hitting
the hearts of those in the room perfectly, further fueling the lust of the man and two women. Zhang San had never been so excited. He
had , and even more outrageous things, but he had to admit that Sister Mei was
the most arousing woman he had ever met. Perhaps it was because of her status, but Zhang San felt as if he had returned to
his teenage years when he was seduced by the shopkeeper downstairs and tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time. Without any skill, like a bull in heat,
he thrust relentlessly. Whether he was withdrawing or penetrating, the woman's soft, warm flesh always sucked at his
hardness The layers of flesh contracted powerfully, firmly holding his deep penis. Her round, perky buttocks
skillfully thrust back, actively colliding with his slightly plump belly. What drove him even crazier was Sister Mei's
cold and arrogant eyes, which contained a trace of longing, a trace of encouragement, and a trace of faint disdain. This
aroused his boundless desire to conquer, prompting him to thrust his lower body with all his might, and he ejaculated in less than ten minutes.

Mei pulled the dazed and confused Ya Lan over, ripped off Zhang San's condom, and pressed her head towards the semi-erect, slippery
object. "Come on, lick it clean... lick it hard and then we'll play properly... good girl... enjoy yourself while you can...

"

Zhang San slumped on the sofa, his shiny forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. Ya Lan lay
between his spread legs, her head bobbing rapidly. The woman named Zhou Mei stood behind Ya Lan, looking down at her. She
was wearing a pair of leather pants with two thick rubber dildos attached to both the inside and outside. Kneeling behind the beautiful female anchor's upturned buttocks,
she skillfully thrust into her body. Her lower body was simultaneously invaded by the thick dildos. Before Ya Lan could even panic,
she was overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure brought by the successive forceful thrusts. Her plump, silky buttocks were slapped hard.
After a brief discomfort, a fresh, deep-seated stimulation followed. Her head was held down tightly by Zhang San, and the thing in her mouth...
Slowly regaining her strength, the suffocating pressure gently pressing into her throat brought tears of ecstasy to her eyes. The masochistic pleasure
fermented beneath every inch of her skin; she was going mad.

Meanwhile, in the faculty dormitory…

Jiang Yuan had already slept with Guo Qing twice when he saw the unfamiliar text message. Since it concerned his mother, he didn't hesitate
to abandon the limp Guo Qing and rush to Su Huizhen's dormitory. Whether he admitted it or not, Su Huizhen
still held an extremely important place in his heart.

Su Huizhen had broken free of her stockings. The two vibrating dildos inserted into her lower body had been vibrating intensely all afternoon,
and the batteries were almost depleted, but the effects were astonishing. Even though Su Huizhen was unwilling, she had
orgasmed countless times. The relentless climaxes gradually shattered her pitiful sense of shame. The soul-stirring vibrations
slowly led her to depravity. If she still felt a trace of humiliation when Zhang Dalin began raping her, now
she was a mature woman in heat, chasing after physical pleasure. She even hoped the man who had forcibly taken her would
return. However, the vibrator was running out of power, and the stimulation it provided was clearly insufficient to satisfy her surging desire.
Easily she arched her back, lay face down on the bed, and reached between her legs, grabbing the two vibrators and actively
thrusting them in and out…

This was the lewd scene that Jiang Yuan saw when he entered the room.

His mother, whom he remembered as dignified, strict, gentle, and beautiful, was now… She was masturbating frantically, the room filled with a
strong smell of semen. Judging from her torn clothes and the stockings still tied to her wrists, it seemed like she was being forced, or perhaps
it was just another sexual game between a man and a woman. Jiang Yuan preferred to believe that Su Huizhen was being forced, but what was
going on ? Su Huizhen's buttocks were raised high, facing him, her rosy vulva blooming brightly. Two thick
vibrators were deeply penetrating her with the help of her hands. Sticky vaginal fluid covered her legs.
The anger of a child whose favorite toy had been taken away, mixed with lust, made Jiang Yuan lose his mind instantly. Even though he had just been intimate with the charming
Guo Qing several times, his lower body quickly became erect.

"Ah... Jiang Yuan... no... don't look..." Su Huizhen saw her son standing by the bed with dazed eyes. She
was overwhelmed with shame, but her hands couldn't stop trying to grab the two things and press them into her body. She simply
couldn't stop. "Get out...get out..."

Jiang Yuan ignored his mother's cries, panting as he climbed onto the bed. He lay behind Su Huizhen's high, upturned
buttocks , staring intently at her lewd and secret place. He grasped the two vibrators and slowly pulled them out.

"No...no...ah...don't...pull them out..." Su Huizhen's sensitive body trembled violently, the emptiness
in her lower body causing her to twist her waist unwillingly. Presented to her son in such an embarrassing position,
the feeling of powerlessness and weakness made her unable to move. The climax that had just been approaching due to the tension and excitement suddenly vanished
, and a sense of anxiety arose spontaneously.

He tossed aside the two vibrators, placed his trembling hands on her plump, silky buttocks, and kissed them.

"Ah...no..." Su Huizhen trembled violently. Her engorged lips were already incredibly sensitive. With
just a slight touch from the skillful, hot lips and tongue, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out uncontrollably. She twisted her buttocks in vain. It would
have been fine with any other man, but why her own son...? The desperate climax finally
engulfed .

In a daze, a hot, thick thing began to rub against her private parts. Su Huizhen panicked, "No...

no...we...are mother and son...oh...no...Jiang Yuan...please...ah..."

Jiang Yuan, his eyes red, trembled with excitement. The forbidden scene he had imagined countless times was finally about to
come true . His mother's shameful pleas, revealing her lewdness, only fueled his desire. What was even more deadly was that the moment his private parts
touched her, he felt that warm, wet mass eagerly sucking at his tip.

"I'll make you feel good...I'll make you feel good..." The thick, lustful thing, no less than that of an adult man, was
quickly covered in her fluids. The thick, slippery lips parted alluringly, enveloping the swollen glans. Clearly, this alluring
body was ready to be penetrated.

"No...no...Jiang Yuan...um...ah...don't put it there...please...I'm
your mother...I'm your mother...no...ah...don't...Jiang Yuan...Jiang Yuan...put it in...behind..."

…The rest…I’ll give it to you…please…Jiang Yuan…Jiang Yuan…ah…”

The out-of-control penis forcefully spread her body apart, shattering her last shred of reason. Her mind went blank.
This feeling of fullness wasn’t just physical. More than ten years ago, her son left her there, and now he was back
. When he left, he brought her excruciating pain that went deep into her bones. Now, however, he gave her
an forbidden pleasure. That hard, hot thing desperately tried to drill into the depths of her body, as if trying to return to that warm
womb, to the place where it all began. In an instant, shame, humiliation, regret, pain, and all sorts of negative emotions
intertwined with an extreme, perverse sense of satisfaction. Then, another terrifying climax struck, her whole body trembling, and Su Huizhen fainted
.

She slowly awoke to find herself turned over by Jiang Yuan. Her son's once obedient and adorable face now
appeared so lewd and hideous, that sinful thing still throbbing inside her. A surge of desperate
resentment and she grabbed a pair of scissors from the bedside table and stabbed herself…

The thick night had enveloped the entire city. Under the inky darkness, countless filth and ugliness
were slowly fermenting, infecting all sorts of people. Some were immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves, while others struggled desperately,
resisting. A few flashes of light appeared in the clouds on the horizon; it was going to rain.

[To be continued]

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