Taxi Adventure

For the past four years, counting back to last year, picking up passengers late at night on the roads of this forest university wasn't easy. Only by calling on the radio or by sheer luck could one manage to pick up heavily made-up, dazed bar girls in the maze-like alleys.

Ah-Sheng liked picking up bar girls, even though Ah-Fang herself came from a bar background. But since marrying Ah-Sheng, he no longer allowed her to wear heavy makeup or provocative clothes. To quote a college student from next door, that's called reforming, or washing away the glitz and glamour, meaning she would no longer have to let men touch her breasts or genitals for a few measly coins!

"Hehe! Turned over a new leaf." Ah-Sheng felt a surge of excitement at the thought. The former bar queen, adorned in gold and silver, was now obediently working in an electronics factory. When he returned home at night, his hot pussy and plump breasts were all his own, no longer sharing a hole with anyone else. He figured only someone as "good" as himself had this blessing. Taiwanese university students were truly knowledgeable, coming up with such wonderful words.

Actually, driving bar girls was a very exciting thing! Sometimes, just seeing their panties peeking out from under their tight skirts, seeing their big breasts almost popping out, made Ah-Sheng's dick rock hard, numb and itchy. He really wanted to drive while masturbating. Some of the bar girls were even more ruthless; they didn't even wear underwear under their skirts. Once in the car, they'd sprawl on the seats like dead pigs, their legs spread wide, their genitals practically bursting out for air. Ah Sheng sometimes got so excited he almost had a throbbing in his eye, wishing he could just drive up the mountain and have his way with her.

Actually, he'd been driving a taxi for almost twelve years and had slept with quite a few women; he couldn't just stick to Ah Fang! Last night, I took a short, slutty girl to Maokong Mountain and fucked her hard. She screamed and cried, her vaginal fluids soaking the entire seat. We used up two boxes of tissues, and the velvet seats in the car still smelled strongly of her vagina

. I should have just switched to leather seats. I wouldn't have had to nervously spray on thick air freshener before taking Ah Fang to her night shift this evening. Now, just smelling that vaginal odor makes my dick hard and I want to do something naughty. Ah Sheng often thinks that many of the news reports about taxi drivers raping women are actually the fault of the prostitutes themselves, aren't they? Take yesterday for example. That slut was so drunk she didn't even know how many breasts she had. She got in the car and babbled a bunch of things, I couldn't tell which indigenous language she was speaking. When I asked her again, all she said was that I was taking her home. Seriously, I'm not your customer, how am I supposed to know where you live?

"Just drive straight down the main road and you'll get to my house." Then she slumped over and passed out.

Hey! That road is Zhongshan North Road! Does she live near the Chiang Kai-shek Memorial Hall or something? Ah-Sheng called her several times, but she just snored and didn't respond at all.

Ah-Sheng had encountered this kind of situation before and had already figured out several different ways to deal with it. For women who seem cheap, it's best to just kick them out of the car to avoid losing money. If a woman was well-dressed and wore very pleasant perfume, Ah Sheng would drive her around in circles, blasting the air conditioning, tuning the radio to iPod Touch, and blasting the car with a rapid-fire bang the whole way. Or he'd do a few sharp turns or sudden stops, enough to leave her with bruises all over her head, if not wake up.

Yesterday's slut was one of those types. She wore a tight yellow dress, the fabric shiny and looking expensive. The leather of her backpack was exactly the same as the belt Ah Fang had given him for his birthday. Ah Fang had told him that the small belt cost two thousand dollars, so how could a bag ten times that size cost less than ten thousand? Therefore, Ah Sheng assumed this slut couldn't be cheap, so he had to keep driving. He closed the car door and drove along Zhongshan North Road to Zhongshan South Road and then to the top of Roosevelt Road, thinking that the longer he drove, the more money he would make.

"Hey! Miss, where are you going?"

Whenever he had a spare moment along the way, Ah Sheng would turn around and call out to her. If he called a little louder, the woman would moan and groan and talk in her sleep, telling him not to disturb her. Ah Sheng was afraid that if he kept driving like this, he might actually end up in Xindian, but he couldn't help but try to wake her up.

As he drove, Ah Sheng looked at the woman in the rearview mirror. Her small face had soft, delicate skin, and she looked to be no more than twenty years old. She had a straight nose, brown lipstick on her lips, and pinkish-yellow eyeshadow that even sparkled. She was so pretty, he wondered why she was out earning a living. Her niece was about the same age, and she didn't even know how to put on makeup yet, just stayed in her room playing computer games, while this slutty slut had slept with countless men.

She was lying there so comfortably! She was reclining on her side in the back seat, a pair of yellow strappy high heels casually placed on the chair under one of her white thighs, and a glittering pure gold anklet around her beautiful ankle, made up of Hello Kitty cats holding hands, which looked very expensive. The tight-fitting dress was pulled up to her buttocks, revealing a thin yellow silk thong clinging to her bright red vulva. Some parts were damp and almost transparent against her flesh, giving off a wanton and lewd vibe.

It was impossible to see clearly in the rearview mirror, so when they stopped at a red light, Ah-Sheng turned around and pretended to call out to her, taking the opportunity to peek at her vulva through the thong.

"Hey teacher! This isn't about your dad fucking her."

Ah Sheng's cock, aroused by the teasing, was like an iron rod, almost hitting the steering wheel if he wasn't careful. Thinking he wouldn't be unlucky enough to run into the cops, he simply pulled his aching cock out to get some fresh air, taking advantage of a red light to give it a good rub.

"Phew! That feels so good." His reddened cock, pulled out of his pants, springed back up like a spring, instantly becoming perfectly erect. Ah Sheng let out a long sigh of relief. He

encountered another red light ahead. Even though it was past 3 a.m., Ah Sheng obediently stopped the car. He was the only car on the six-lane road, so he could park as long as he wanted. Reclining the seat slightly, Ah Sheng reached out his right hand and touched the snoring woman's vulva. Wow! Touching that soft vulva through the slippery silk panties was incredibly erotic. His middle finger traced the cleft, feeling its fleshy, slightly wet, and slippery texture, with two plump mounds of flesh bulging beside it.

Ah Sheng's left hand was rubbing his penis raw, while his right hand rubbed harder and harder, forcing the woman's thin panties inside her vulva. A large patch of her hairy labia majora was smeared with it, and a full knuckle was submerged in the sticky, lustful fluid. His lust burned fiercely, almost uncontrollably.

"Ugh... Mr. Zhang... don't touch my... vulva... please!" The woman, though drunk, still felt the pleasure of her vulva being touched, moaning in her sleep.

Seeing that she didn't resist being violated by his fingers, Ah Sheng pulled up her soaked panties and dug his middle finger into her wet vagina.

"Hiss... Oh..." Feeling something hard being inserted into her vagina, the woman exhaled with pleasure.

Ah Sheng slightly bent his finger, the flesh of his finger scraping against the vaginal wall, digging hard into her reddened vagina. Slowly, streams of milky white, bubbly vaginal fluid flowed from the opening, wetting the gray velvet chair cover along her buttocks. As Ah Sheng's finger was inserted, the woman's full labia would tremble slightly, making Ah Sheng wonder if she was asleep.

"Ugh... I... I... I need to pee... I'm so desperate!" Probably from drinking beer, the woman was completely drunk but still felt the urge to urinate.

"Damn! My pussy's being ripped open so good, and I'm even peeing!" Ah-Sheng cursed inwardly. Before he could finish, he felt a gush of hot water gushing from deep inside the woman's pussy, spraying onto the back of his hand, then flowing like a stream down his wrist onto the seat. In the chilly early morning, the urine seeping into the seat was still steaming.

"Ugh, stinky pussy! It really made me pee." He saw a large amount of yellowish urine suddenly gushing out from between the white, sticky fluid in the red, swollen, everted pussy. The strange warmth slapped against the back of his hand, accompanied by soft, gurgling sounds. Ah Sheng's hands didn't stop. His right hand was digging and scraping between the fleshy labia that were overflowing with vaginal fluid and urine. He thought to himself that he had made this beautiful, horny cunt into a complete mess, it was utterly lewd. He couldn't control his wantonness, and his shiny, red penis unconsciously spurted out white semen, which hit the four big "ford" letters in the center of the steering wheel.

"Mmm... Oh!" The woman let out a sigh of relief, whether from the relief of urinating or from the warmth of the urine on her buttocks.

Ah Sheng wiped the area around the steering wheel clean, then casually pulled out a stack of tissues and laid them next to the woman's buttocks to absorb the moisture. He thought to himself, "She's made my car smelly and stinky. I won't be able to do business now!" And this slutty woman's breasts were white and large, her vagina tight and hot. If he didn't take advantage of the situation and make her scream, sucking on those round, bulging nipples, he wouldn't be able to get revenge on the car. Thinking it was definitely worth it to have some fun with her, Ah Sheng stepped on the gas and drove towards Maokong Mountain.

Even today, Ah Sheng still savors the memory, thinking he did a great job! A brilliant job! I confided a little something to the college student when I got home early yesterday morning. He seemed to say "great value for money," saying that even if they didn't charge me for the taxi fare and I had to pay for car detailing, it would still be worth it. He said he was incredibly envious that an old man like me could have sex with a young girl.

He told me that next time I pick up a slut like that, I should take her to his dorm. "I'd do it even if it cost me money!" the college student said. Ha! Tsk! A young girl's pussy is amazing. Ah Sheng could feel that the woman's pussy yesterday was completely different from Ah Fang's. Ah Fang is already forty years old. He couldn't remember if Ah Fang's pussy was that small and tight when they first met. Probably not! When Ah Sheng met Ah Fang ten years ago, she was already thirty years old. Back then, Ah Sheng was overjoyed as long as a woman was willing to sleep with him, and he didn't care whether she was loose, tight, big, or small. But it's probably impossible for her to be as good as a twenty-year-old woman's vagina!

Yesterday, we found a secluded industrial road in the mountains, hiding among the dark branches on both sides. Ah Sheng had the woman lie on the back seat, hoisting her white, smooth thighs onto his shoulders. Her wet, red vulva was wide open, facing him. "This vulva isn't dark at all!" Ah Sheng exclaimed, wanting to lick between her labia, but the smell of urine made him hesitate. He reached down and unzipped his pants, slowly inserting his erect penis between her swollen labia.

"Oh...so smooth...so tight..." His penis was firmly gripped by a warm, fleshy mass. Ah Sheng felt incredibly good, thrusting his hairy buttocks back and forth. He wondered how much fluid was inside? What kind of fluid was it? Each time the rotten bird thrust in and out, it made a hissing sound, which only fueled Ah Sheng's lust.

Ah Sheng pulled the woman's full breasts out of her low-cut dress, her white breasts sticking out of the clothes. Her two round nipples were erect because her pussy was being fucked so hard, like two cherries that had been soaked in water, red and shiny.

With both hands grasping her breasts, Ah Sheng took turns pinching, pulling, and kneading them with his fingers, ruining the originally pink and white breasts until they turned red. His rotten bird below was also busy, pushing and rubbing against the folds of vaginal flesh inside her vagina, making the woman moan incessantly. However, she was so drunk that she didn't care who was penetrating her. Only a continuous stream of vaginal fluid kept gushing out like she had lost control of her bladder.

As soon as Ah Sheng saw the woman's pink buttocks, so tight, smooth, and beautifully shaped, and the delicate labia next to her vulva, as tender as a baby's mouth, even if he had already ejaculated, his rotten bird would quickly become hard again. That night, Ah Sheng fucked her hard three times. When he was tired, he would hug the woman and rest against her soft breasts, smelling the strong smell of alcohol on her face followed by the pleasant scent of perfume. He would even stick out his tongue and explore her coffee-colored cherry lips. The woman was half asleep, and sometimes her little mouth would suck on Ah Sheng's big tongue like she was nursing, making Ah Sheng feel a vague sense of love.

He kept going until his legs were sore and weak before finally taking her home. Pulling out her limp, lifeless penis, he wiped the semen gushing from her vagina with his hands. A sense of pride welled up inside him; it had been a long time since he'd had four times in one night. Even twice was rare; in recent years, it was barely once a week – a pathetic seven-night occurrence! He'd boasted to college students that he had sex every night, never letting Afen sleep well. But actually, "spring" in Taiwanese means "leftovers"!

The woman had been fucked for so long, her vagina had released a huge amount of fluid, yet she was still head down, completely drunk. He wondered how drunk she was. Had she been drinking with the director of the Tobacco and Wine Bureau? When asked where she lived, she only made muffled humming sounds through her nose.

Finally, having no other choice, Ah-Sheng opened her purse to look for her identification. After much effort, amidst a pile of lipsticks, eyeshadows, sanitary napkins, and unidentified bottles and jars, he finally found a thin wallet. Hey! There it was! Her ID card! This slut's name was Ding Xiao-Li, born in 1968—she really was only twenty-one! Her registered address was Yuanlin Township, Changhua County. Oh no! Should he take her to Changhua?

That wouldn't do! It would be dawn by then! And who would pick Ah-Fen up from work? Even though he'd slept with this slut several times, she wasn't his woman; there was no need to be so attentive!

Ah-Sheng grabbed the woman's shoulders and shook her violently, hoping to wake her, repeatedly asking where she lived. With great difficulty, the woman slightly opened her blurry eyes and said intermittently, "You...you...you just take me to the parking lot at the tunnel entrance on Xinhai Road...drive...drive."

Ah Sheng dropped the woman off at the Xinhai Road parking lot, not caring whether she would get hurt walking so unsteadily. He stepped on the gas and drove back to Xinzhuang to pick up Ah Fen after work. While waiting outside the factory, Ah Sheng spent a lot of effort absorbing the urine and vaginal fluid from the plush seat and spraying it with a strong and heavy air freshener. As soon as Ah Fen got into the car, she coughed violently, constantly complaining to Ah Sheng about what he was doing, making the car look like a red light.

Recalling Ah-Fen's cough yesterday, a Chinese idiom suddenly flashed into Ah-Sheng's mind—"trying to cover up the truth only makes it more obvious." Hey!

Now the college students will definitely admit defeat! After all, his usual casual chats with college students hadn't been in vain; his Chinese proficiency had indeed improved by leaps and bounds.

It was only a little past night, and Ah-Sheng found a noodle stall for dinner. For a long time, Ah-Sheng would drop Ah-Fen off at her night shift before heading to work, stopping to eat wherever he saw something he liked along the way. On the TV on the wall, it seemed to be ETTV, with that Jin Xiuli-shih reporting the news. Her face was incredibly serious; she was reporting on the Taipei police's raids last night. It seemed even Ma Ying-jeou was starting to take a hard line, just like Chen Shui-bian. Ah-Sheng thought to himself that business was about to get tough again.

"Yesterday, Taipei City police conducted a surprise inspection of special industries in their jurisdiction. Dozens of police officers entered the notorious XX Hotel in Zhongshan District and found 41 patrons and more than 20 scantily clad hostesses on the spot. While the hostesses were trying to escape, one of them fell to her death from a fifth-floor window."

"Based on the items scattered at the scene, the police have confirmed that the woman is surnamed Ding. They hope that her family will contact the police as soon as possible."

At this moment, the screen turned to the hotel hostess who fell to her death. Her body had been covered with a canvas, and her fair little feet were wearing a pair of yellow strappy high heels. On her beautiful ankles was a glittering pure gold anklet made of Hello Kitty cats holding hands.

Ah Sheng recalled the pale, pink thighs that had slumped in the back seat yesterday, and his face turned deathly pale. He nearly vomited, dropping his bowl and chopsticks, pushing back the seat, and desperately ran to a roadside ditch to vomit. He vomited up everything he'd just eaten—the noodles, the lunch he'd had—until his stomach was empty, his stomach almost turned inside out.

For the past four years, counting back to last year, finding customers late at night on the roads of this forest university hadn't been easy. Only by calling through the radio or by sheer luck could he manage to pick up heavily made-up, dazed bar girls in the maze of alleyways.

Ah-Sheng liked to drive around bar girls. Even though Ah-Fang was originally a bar girl, after marrying Ah-Sheng, he no longer allowed her to wear heavy makeup or revealing clothes. To quote the college student next door, that's called "reformed," or "washing away the glitz and glamour," meaning she no longer had to let men touch her breasts or genitals for a few measly coins!

"Hehe! Reformed." Ah-Sheng felt a surge of excitement at the thought. The former bar queen, adorned with gold and silver, now obediently worked in an electronics factory. When he returned home at night, his warm genitals and plump breasts were all his own, no longer having to share a hole with others. He figured only someone as "good" as himself had this blessing. Taiwanese college students were indeed knowledgeable, coming up with such wonderful words.

Actually, driving a hostess in a bar is a really exciting thing! Sometimes, just seeing their panties peeking out from under their tight skirts, seeing their big breasts almost popping out, makes Ah Sheng's dick rock hard, both numb and itchy. He really wants to masturbate while driving. Some hostesses are even more ruthless; they don't even wear panties under their skirts. As soon as they get in the car, they lie on the seat like a dead pig, their legs spread wide, their genitals practically bursting out to breathe. Sometimes, Ah Sheng's eyes almost pop out of their sockets, wishing he could just drive up the mountain and have a good fuck with her.

Actually, he's been driving a taxi for almost twelve years, and Ah Sheng has slept with quite a few women. He can't just sleep with Ah Fang, can he? Last night, I took a short, slutty girl to Maokong Mountain and fucked her hard. She screamed and cried, her vaginal fluids soaking the entire seat. We used up two boxes of tissues, and the velvet seats in the car still smelled strongly of her vagina

. I should have just switched to leather seats. I wouldn't have had to nervously spray on thick air freshener before taking Ah Fang to her night shift this evening. Now, just smelling that vaginal odor makes my dick hard and I want to do something naughty. Ah Sheng often thinks that many of the news reports about taxi drivers raping women are actually the fault of the prostitutes themselves, aren't they? Take yesterday for example. That slut was so drunk she didn't even know how many breasts she had. She got in the car and babbled a bunch of things, I couldn't tell which indigenous language she was speaking. When I asked her again, all she said was that I was taking her home. Seriously, I'm not your customer, how am I supposed to know where you live?

"Just drive straight down the main road and you'll get to my house." Then she slumped over and passed out.

Hey! That road is Zhongshan North Road! Does she live near the Chiang Kai-shek Memorial Hall or something? Ah-Sheng called her several times, but she just snored and didn't respond at all.

Ah-Sheng had encountered this kind of situation before and had already figured out several different ways to deal with it. For women who seem cheap, it's best to just kick them out of the car to avoid losing money. If a woman was well-dressed and wore very pleasant perfume, Ah Sheng would drive her around in circles, blasting the air conditioning, tuning the radio to iPod Touch, and blasting the car with a rapid-fire bang the whole way. Or he'd do a few sharp turns or sudden stops, enough to leave her with bruises all over her head, if not wake up.

Yesterday's slut was one of those types. She wore a tight yellow dress, the fabric shiny and looking expensive. The leather of her backpack was exactly the same as the belt Ah Fang had given him for his birthday. Ah Fang had told him that the small belt cost two thousand dollars, so how could a bag ten times that size cost less than ten thousand? Therefore, Ah Sheng assumed this slut couldn't be cheap, so he had to keep driving. He closed the car door and drove along Zhongshan North Road to Zhongshan South Road and then to the top of Roosevelt Road, thinking that the longer he drove, the more money he would make.

"Hey! Miss, where are you going?"

Whenever he had a spare moment along the way, Ah Sheng would turn around and call out to her. If he called a little louder, the woman would moan and groan and talk in her sleep, telling him not to disturb her. Ah Sheng was afraid that if he kept driving like this, he might actually end up in Xindian, but he couldn't help but try to wake her up.

As he drove, Ah Sheng looked at the woman in the rearview mirror. Her small face had soft, delicate skin, and she looked to be no more than twenty years old. She had a straight nose, brown lipstick on her lips, and pinkish-yellow eyeshadow that even sparkled. She was so pretty, he wondered why she was out earning a living. Her niece was about the same age, and she didn't even know how to put on makeup yet, just stayed in her room playing computer games, while this slutty slut had slept with countless men.

She was lying there so comfortably! She was reclining on her side in the back seat, a pair of yellow strappy high heels casually placed on the chair under one of her white thighs, and a glittering pure gold anklet around her beautiful ankle, made up of Hello Kitty cats holding hands, which looked very expensive. The tight-fitting dress was pulled up to her buttocks, revealing a thin yellow silk thong clinging to her bright red vulva. Some parts were damp and almost transparent against her flesh, giving off a wanton and lewd vibe.

It was impossible to see clearly in the rearview mirror, so when they stopped at a red light, Ah-Sheng turned around and pretended to call out to her, taking the opportunity to peek at her vulva through the thong.

"Hey teacher! This isn't about your dad fucking her."

Ah Sheng's cock, aroused by the teasing, was like an iron rod, almost hitting the steering wheel if he wasn't careful. Thinking he wouldn't be unlucky enough to run into the cops, he simply pulled his aching cock out to get some fresh air, taking advantage of a red light to give it a good rub.

"Phew! That feels so good." His reddened cock, pulled out of his pants, springed back up like a spring, instantly becoming perfectly erect. Ah Sheng let out a long sigh of relief. He

encountered another red light ahead. Even though it was past 3 a.m., Ah Sheng obediently stopped the car. He was the only car on the six-lane road, so he could park as long as he wanted. Reclining the seat slightly, Ah Sheng reached out his right hand and touched the snoring woman's vulva. Wow! Touching that soft vulva through the slippery silk panties was incredibly erotic. His middle finger traced the cleft, feeling its fleshy, slightly wet, and slippery texture, with two plump mounds of flesh bulging beside it.

Ah Sheng's left hand was rubbing his penis raw, while his right hand rubbed harder and harder, forcing the woman's thin panties inside her vulva. A large patch of her hairy labia majora was smeared with it, and a full knuckle was submerged in the sticky, lustful fluid. His lust burned fiercely, almost uncontrollably.

"Ugh... Mr. Zhang... don't touch my... vulva... please!" The woman, though drunk, still felt the pleasure of her vulva being touched, moaning in her sleep.

Seeing that she didn't resist being violated by his fingers, Ah Sheng pulled up her soaked panties and dug his middle finger into her wet vagina.

"Hiss... Oh..." Feeling something hard being inserted into her vagina, the woman exhaled with pleasure.

Ah Sheng slightly bent his finger, the flesh of his finger scraping against the vaginal wall, digging hard into her reddened vagina. Slowly, streams of milky white, bubbly vaginal fluid flowed from the opening, wetting the gray velvet chair cover along her buttocks. As Ah Sheng's finger was inserted, the woman's full labia would tremble slightly, making Ah Sheng wonder if she was asleep.

"Ugh... I... I... I need to pee... I'm so desperate!" Probably from drinking beer, the woman was completely drunk but still felt the urge to urinate.

"Damn! My pussy's being ripped open so good, and I'm even peeing!" Ah-Sheng cursed inwardly. Before he could finish, he felt a gush of hot water gushing from deep inside the woman's pussy, spraying onto the back of his hand, then flowing like a stream down his wrist onto the seat. In the chilly early morning, the urine seeping into the seat was still steaming.

"Ugh, stinky pussy! It really made me pee." He saw a large amount of yellowish urine suddenly gushing out from between the white, sticky fluid in the red, swollen, everted pussy. The strange warmth slapped against the back of his hand, accompanied by soft, gurgling sounds. Ah Sheng's hands didn't stop. His right hand smacked the fleshy labia, which were overflowing with vaginal fluid and urine. He thought about how he had made this beautiful, horny cunt a complete mess, reaching the pinnacle of debauchery. Unable to control himself, his glistening, red penis unconsciously spurted out a gush of white semen, which landed squarely on the "ford" sign in the center of the steering wheel.

"Hmm... Oh!" The woman let out a sigh of relief, whether from the relief of urinating or from the heat of the urine on her buttocks.

Ah Sheng wiped the area around the steering wheel clean, then casually pulled out a stack of tissues and laid them next to the woman's buttocks to absorb the moisture. He thought to himself, "She's made my car smelly and filthy; I won't be able to do business anymore!" This slutty woman had big, white breasts, and a tight, hot vagina. If he didn't take advantage of the situation and make her scream, sucking on those round, bulging nipples, he wouldn't be able to get revenge on the car. Thinking it was definitely worth it, Ah Sheng stepped on the gas and drove towards Maokong Mountain.

Even today, Ah Sheng still savors the memory, thinking he did a great job! A brilliant job! I told my college student a little something when I got home early yesterday morning. He seemed to say "great value for money," saying that even if they didn't charge me for the taxi fare and I had to pay for car detailing, it would still be worth it. He said he was incredibly envious that an old man like me could sleep with a young girl. He told me that next time I pick up a slut like that, I should take her to his dorm. "I'd do it even if it cost me money!" That's what the college student said. Haha!

Wow! That young woman's pussy is amazing! Ah Sheng could tell that the woman's pussy yesterday was completely different from Ah Fang's. Ah Fang was already forty years old. He couldn't remember if Ah Fang's pussy was that small and tight when they first met. Probably not! When he met Ah Fang ten years ago, she was already thirty. Back then, Ah Sheng was ecstatic as long as a woman was willing to sleep with him. He didn't care if she was loose, tight, big, or small. But it probably couldn't be as amazing as a twenty-year-old woman's pussy!

Yesterday, we found a secluded industrial road in the mountains, hiding among the dark branches on both sides. Ah Sheng had the woman lie on the back seat, hoisting her white, smooth thighs onto his shoulders. Her wet, red vulva was wide open, facing him. "This vulva isn't dark at all!" Ah Sheng exclaimed, wanting to lick between her labia, but the smell of urine made him hesitate. He reached down and unzipped his pants, slowly inserting his erect penis between her swollen labia.

"Oh...so smooth...so tight..." His penis was firmly gripped by a warm, fleshy mass. Ah Sheng felt incredibly good, thrusting his hairy buttocks back and forth. He wondered how much fluid was inside? What kind of fluid was it? Each time the rotten bird thrust in and out, it made a hissing sound, which only fueled Ah Sheng's lust.

Ah Sheng pulled the woman's full breasts out of her low-cut dress, her white breasts sticking out of the clothes. Her two round nipples were erect because her pussy was being fucked so hard, like two cherries that had been soaked in water, red and shiny.

With both hands grasping her breasts, Ah Sheng took turns pinching, pulling, and kneading them with his fingers, ruining the originally pink and white breasts until they turned red. His rotten bird below was also busy, pushing and rubbing against the folds of vaginal flesh inside her vagina, making the woman moan incessantly. However, she was so drunk that she didn't care who was penetrating her. Only a continuous stream of vaginal fluid kept gushing out like she had lost control of her bladder.

As soon as Ah Sheng saw the woman's pink buttocks, so tight, smooth, and beautifully shaped, and the delicate labia next to her vulva, as tender as a baby's mouth, even if he had already ejaculated, his rotten bird would quickly become hard again. That night, Ah Sheng fucked her hard three times. When he was tired, he would hug the woman and rest against her soft breasts, smelling the strong smell of alcohol on her face followed by the pleasant scent of perfume. He would even stick out his tongue and explore her coffee-colored cherry lips. The woman was half asleep, and sometimes her little mouth would suck on Ah Sheng's big tongue like she was nursing, making Ah Sheng feel a vague sense of love.

He kept going until his legs were sore and weak before finally taking her home. Pulling out her limp, lifeless penis, he wiped the semen gushing from her vagina with his hands. A sense of pride welled up inside him; it had been a long time since he'd had four times in one night. Even twice was rare; in recent years, it was barely once a week – a pathetic seven-night occurrence! He'd boasted to college students that he had sex every night, never letting Afen sleep well. But actually, "spring" in Taiwanese means "leftovers"!

The woman had been fucked for so long, her vagina had released a huge amount of fluid, yet she was still head down, completely drunk. He wondered how drunk she was. Had she been drinking with the director of the Tobacco and Wine Bureau? When asked where she lived, she only made muffled humming sounds through her nose.

Finally, having no other choice, Ah-Sheng opened her purse to look for her identification. After much effort, amidst a pile of lipsticks, eyeshadows, sanitary napkins, and unidentified bottles and jars, he finally found a thin wallet. Hey! There it was! Her ID card! This slut's name was Ding Xiao-Li, born in 1968—she really was only twenty-one! Her registered address was Yuanlin Township, Changhua County. Oh no! Should he take her to Changhua?

That wouldn't do! It would be dawn by then! And who would pick Ah-Fen up from work? Even though he'd slept with this slut several times, she wasn't his woman; there was no need to be so attentive!

Ah-Sheng grabbed the woman's shoulders and shook her violently, hoping to wake her, repeatedly asking where she lived. With great difficulty, the woman slightly opened her blurry eyes and said intermittently, "You...you...you just take me to the parking lot at the tunnel entrance on Xinhai Road...drive...drive."

Ah Sheng dropped the woman off at the Xinhai Road parking lot, not caring whether she would get hurt walking so unsteadily. He stepped on the gas and drove back to Xinzhuang to pick up Ah Fen after work. While waiting outside the factory, Ah Sheng spent a lot of effort absorbing the urine and vaginal fluid from the plush seat and spraying it with a strong and heavy air freshener. As soon as Ah Fen got into the car, she coughed violently, constantly complaining to Ah Sheng about what he was doing, making the car look like a red light.

Recalling Ah-Fen's cough yesterday, a Chinese idiom suddenly flashed into Ah-Sheng's mind—"trying to cover up the truth only makes it more obvious." Hey!

Now the college students will definitely admit defeat! After all, his usual casual chats with college students hadn't been in vain; his Chinese proficiency had indeed improved by leaps and bounds.

It was only a little past night, and Ah-Sheng found a noodle stall for dinner. For a long time, Ah-Sheng would drop Ah-Fen off at her night shift before heading to work, stopping to eat wherever he saw something he liked along the way. On the TV on the wall, it seemed to be ETTV, with that Jin Xiuli-shih reporting the news. Her face was incredibly serious; she was reporting on the Taipei police's raids last night. It seemed even Ma Ying-jeou was starting to take a hard line, just like Chen Shui-bian. Ah-Sheng thought to himself that business was about to get tough again.

"Yesterday, Taipei City police conducted a surprise inspection of special industries in their jurisdiction. Dozens of police officers entered the notorious XX Hotel in Zhongshan District and found 41 patrons and more than 20 scantily clad hostesses on the spot. While the hostesses were trying to escape, one of them fell to her death from a fifth-floor window."

"Based on the items scattered at the scene, the police have confirmed that the woman is surnamed Ding. They hope that her family will contact the police as soon as possible."

At this moment, the screen turned to the hotel hostess who fell to her death. Her body had been covered with a canvas, and her fair little feet were wearing a pair of yellow strappy high heels. On her beautiful ankles was a glittering pure gold anklet made of Hello Kitty cats holding hands.

Ah Sheng remembered the pale, pink thighs that had been lying on the back seat yesterday, and his face turned deathly pale. He almost vomited, dropping his bowl and chopsticks and pushing over the seat. Ah Sheng rushed to the roadside ditch and vomited. He vomited up everything he had eaten, including the noodles and lunch, until he had vomited up all the stomach acid and his stomach was almost turned inside out.

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