New Life (Rape and Sadism Adult Fiction)

My beautiful body at the age of thirty-seven is like the flames burning in the sky day and night over the oil fields, or like the flowers blooming in the wild mountains in midsummer, blooming in vain without anyone to see them. Like a pot of water, you boil it but forget to turn off the fire, it boils madly, gurgling, desperately, white-hot, the pot of water is about to dry up. For my happiness,
I have to do something to change the status quo. So here I am, sitting in this restaurant, and across the table from me is him.

His eyes were particularly delicate and gentle, but I knew his mind was full of bold words. He is a strange combination of wildness and knowledge. You can say he is an intellectual, he is not bookish or academic, nor is he weak, he is just a big fat man, unrestrained and uninhibited. When chatting online and in the stories he writes, there are often a lot of language and plots that even the most rogue rogue cannot think of; you can say he is a rogue, but he is not like that, he is very considerate, respectful to women, and has delicate feelings. After talking to him, you can always get some inspiration, it is hard to explain, but I know, I understand, I can feel that every word he says is uttered after thinking, and behind his simple and bold language, there is something he wants to express.

While eating, he said: 'I love abalone the most. I love all kinds of seafood, but I especially love oysters. Don't be afraid to make noise when eating this. The louder you suck, the more fragrant it is. '

I watched him intently peel open the shells and suck up the juicy, tender clam meat inside. His hands were covered with juice, his eyes were shining, his lips and tongue were moving, and he never got tired of it. My heart was bewildered for a moment. I didn't know why.
I wonder if it would be the same when he licks my genitals.

Under the dining table, covered by the tablecloth, I quietly pulled my feet out of my shoes, stretched them to the base of his thighs, and rubbed them gently. He was startled and stopped sucking his clam. He looked up at me, his eyes full of understanding and desire. He looked around the restaurant calmly.

Because it was hot, I didn't wear socks, so I took my feet out of my shoes, freed from the only restraint, and gently rubbed his cock. As it was hot, he only wore a pair of baggy shorts. I slowly inserted my bare feet into the opening of his shorts and actually touched his hot balls and his hardened cannon.

Oh my god! He came to the restaurant without any underwear! This hooligan, huh. I looked at him with a half-smile on my face.
Her feet gently caressed his sensitive spots. He froze completely, staring at me. His dick was so hard it pushed his shorts up.

I played like this for a while, then he pushed my feet away, called the waiter to pay the bill, and pulled me out.

I said: 'Did you feel comfortable just now? Why are you in such a hurry to leave? '

He blushed and whispered: 'I almost came on your foot. '

I smiled happily and asked: 'Where are we going? '

He said: 'My aunt went abroad and her house is empty. '

Come into the house. close the door. The passionate kiss in the dark was breathtaking.

I said: 'Kissing in secret makes my sense of touch particularly sensitive. '

He said: 'Sure, so some people like to be blindfolded during sex. '

I said: 'Oh? Why? '

He said: 'First, darkness gives people a sense of security, as if they are back in the womb. Second, blindfolding gives people more freedom of imagination. You can imagine what the person having sex with you looks like, haha. '

I said: 'Then let's not turn on the lights tonight? '

He said: 'Well, and I also want...'

I said: 'What? '

He said: 'Just do something bad, don't be afraid. '

He held my breasts and massaged my nipples while kissing my neck, ears, and face. The teasing left me breathless. It wasn't long before I started to feel wet down there; I could feel my own juices soaking through my panties between my thighs, making them slippery and sticky.

I said: 'Let me go. '

He said: 'What's wrong with you? '

I said, 'I want to take a bath. '

He said: 'Well, it's better to finish it and then wash it. '

I said: 'No. '

He said: 'I like the smell of you. '

I said, 'What's that smell? '

He said: 'Meaty smell. '

I said: 'Why are you so perverted? ah? By the way, bad guy, do you often go out on the street like this? '

He said: 'What's wrong? I didn't break any law. Our country’s constitution does not stipulate that citizens must wear underwear when going out on the street.
It's so hot today, I can't let myself get too hot. I have to feel sorry for myself, right? '

I said: 'Quibbling. '

He said: 'Oh, it's just a coincidence. Very exciting. A decent woman would never understand. '

He pulled me into the bedroom and said, "Let's play for a while, then take a nap, and then I'll take you to the street, to a fun place, to see some fun things, and after that, I'll take you to eat something delicious, and then we'll come back to continue playing." 'He then gave me a wicked smile.

I nodded and said, "Five tours a day?" You are too cruel. Do you want to tire me to death? '

He said: 'Well, Roman Holiday, take back what you lost. '

I said, 'Okay, I'll do as you say. '

'You all listen to me? 'He was still smirking at me. It was then that I suddenly realized his evil plan.

I said, 'You're not going to let me go out like that, are you? I don't. '

He said: 'What? It's 36 degrees today, are you still cold? '

I said: 'I'm afraid... I can't adapt...'

He said: 'Follow me, it's okay, I promise you won't be exposed. '

He lowered his voice, smelling the "meaty aroma" next to my ear and said: "Let me tell you, the feeling of going out on the street without underwear is special..."

I said: 'What? '

He said: 'Just imagine it. Only you know this secret, but no one around you knows it. '

I said: '...then...what if...what if you happen to meet a pervert? '

He said: 'You don't take the bus. '

He touched my swollen bean: "Besides, even if you squeeze into the bus, even if..."

I said: 'Shut up. Want to know how wet I am? '

He nodded: 'Yeah. '

I guided his hand further down, and his fingertips touched my wet pussy.

He said: 'Oh... beauty... what's the matter with you? I haven't done anything yet...'

I lay on the bed and closed my eyes. He took a silk scarf and covered my eyes with it, then began to lie on top of me, sniffing and touching me, sucking loudly. If someone were to eavesdrop, just by hearing the sound, they would definitely think he was starting to suck on oysters again.

I opened my legs for him, raised my buttocks, and let him pull off my pants, top, and bra...

He gently parted my tightly closed thighs and whispered in my ear: 'Don't be shy, you are so beautiful and attractive. '

My heart was pounding.

Hot lips kissed my mouth, hot hands caressed my breasts, twisting them lightly and hard.
The force was controlled just right, stimulating me to the point of extreme excitement. I couldn't help squirming and twisting on the bed... I wanted to moan, but I held it back because I thought a woman who moaned was a slutty woman.

He whispered to me: 'Make some noise, it's okay. At this time, people have to return to being animals.
Only in this way can you be happier. Today, don't think about anything else. Come, obey your body. '

His fingers slid, rubbed, and brushed the most sensitive part of my already wet labia. I finally loosened my lips, let out an unbearable moan, and actively spread my thighs.

“Ah… um… oh…”

He asked me: 'Can you let me in? '

I nodded.

He deliberately asked: "What can I let in?" '

'I'm embarrassed to say. '

'How many years have you been married? It's okay. Go ahead. Speak in a low voice. '

'No. '

'I want to listen. Go ahead. Go ahead. '

'Oh... baby, come in... let that big cock come inside me...'

Oh my god! I can actually say such words! ?

'What are you going in for? '

He kissed my hot face and ears, and rubbed his big cock against my slippery hole, making me so itchy.

My voice went even lower: 'Come in... fuck me...' My face turned red as I said this.

He stretched his waist and thrust into my body like a lion, into the hot hole that I longed for. I finally felt the powerful vibration that felt like a landslide and an earth-shattering shock, penetrating the entire world and filling my body that had been empty for so long.
In the vast wilderness, two wild wolves were howling, panting, and twisting. He conquered me and I conquered him.

What followed was an indescribable sensory stimulation, a raging torrent that swept through my entire body inside and out, ravaging everything about me. His huge cannon kept thrusting in and out of the hot flesh hole, thrusting in and out, thrusting in and out,
Pierce in, withdraw...

'Ah... um...' I kept secreting woman's fluid.

It was a life-and-death, thrilling lovemaking, and it was also a sexual intercourse that drove my body and mind completely crazy.

The climax came suddenly, like a volcanic lava eruption. In an instant, everything broke and exploded. It had been suppressed for so many years! I opened my mouth wide, but no sound came out and I couldn't hear anything. My mind went blank, and the back of my head felt numb and hot. I only remember that all my muscles were contracting in unison.
Contracting, my flesh cavity tightly wrapped around his huge cannon. I let go of everything, letting myself go, letting my body sink and float in the burning tide...

I was coming out of my incredible orgasm, my whole body covered in sweat and juice.

He untied the scarf covering my eyes and asked softly: "Are you comfortable?" '

"Well... I'm embarrassed..."

His cock, which was tightly wrapped by me, began to erect again. He pushed me to orgasm, and he was still as hard as ever.

'Ah...ah...ah...ah...this...I want...you...no...ah...I want...
You want to…come…together…I…I…am…coming…too…ahhhhh…huh…
Huh...haha...haha...'

'You...are so sexy...I like it...' he whispered.

'Oh...you...mm...hmm...ah...oh...oh...good...oh...oh...oh...good...yeah...so good...comfortable...hmm...oh...ah...you...'

He lay on his back, his anti-aircraft gun erect. He said: 'Come up. '

My face turned red and my heart was beating fast, but I wanted it so badly that I spread my legs and rode on his hard, thick cannon. I lowered my head, aimed at my wet pussy, and holding the huge rod in my hand, I embedded the big glans between the wet and slippery tender lips and rubbed it teasingly.

'Oh, you look so beautiful now! '

My butt dropped and my entire wet vagina was filled with him. He suddenly arched his body upward, and his huge cock rushed deep into my vagina. I was filled, so full.

"Hmm...oh...ok...oh...oh...oh..."

'You are so charming...' He grabbed my breasts with both hands, opened his mouth, and ate this and that with a greedy look.

'Oh...ah...my God...it's so full...and it feels so good! '

He held my waist and began to thrust his body, rhythmically thrusting up and down into my vagina. The cannon hit deep into my vagina again and again, and my stomach became more and more sour and swollen. All the muscles in my body relaxed and I let him thrust upwards violently. I began to feel a little delirious. One of his hands went to my ass and touched my asshole with his fingers.

oh! So comfortable! That feeling is so comfortable that I can’t describe it. My asshole was already covered with sweat and mucus, and his fingers were rotating and massaging on it, gradually increasing force, and sliding in! In and out, in and out.

'Ouch! Oh...oh...oh...wu...oh oh...ah...oh...oh...oh...wu...oh...oh...oh...oh...wu...oh...ah...wu...oh wu...ah...wu...oh wu...ah...'

My moans seemed to turn into sobs, as if I was being tortured. But my whole body,
But so comfortable. I was intoxicated. He looked at me intently and admiringly, while his fingers began to twist my hard nipples, driving me wild and dazed.

'Ah... so comfortable... um... ah... oh... um... um... um... um... you...
Hmm...hmm...haha...hmm...hmm...hmm...ah...oh...hmm...hmm...oh...take your big hard cock...fuck me...fuck me hard...oh...hmm...hmm...'

Once this kind of "dirty words" are spoken, the whole person becomes relaxed, as if a burden that has been carried for a long time has been unloaded. At the same time, it also makes the body produce a more special and stronger sexual desire, wanting more and greater satisfaction.

'Oh...oh...mm...mm...mm...mm...mm...I love...I love your...big cock...oh...oh...mm...mm...mm...mm...'

'I love you too... I love you so much... my good woman...'

He hugged my butt tightly and thrust into me violently again, poking me so hard that I was scared out of my wits and was completely dazed that I just screamed and yelled. Even though her throat was hoarse, she still couldn't hold back and could not stop the orgasm flooding through her body once again.

'ah! Um...oh...um...oh...um...come on...hurry up, I'm going to die! ah……
Ahhh... I’m dead, you’ve killed me... Ahhh... it comes out... again! '

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Once a bottle of mellow and intoxicating aged wine is opened, it is hard to stop drinking. Two greedy children,
I was secretly eating a jar of honey and couldn't stop.

We made love over and over again, rolling and tangling on the bed, our lust aroused. In my life, I have never been so infatuated and so comfortable by a man. He makes me passionate and crazy. His enchanting tongue licked my wet and tender petals until they became thick and swollen, itchy and itchy, and I felt so hungry and thirsty that I had to insert something inside to relieve the itch.

I lay on my back on the bed. He pressed my labia with his flexible fingers and licked and teased the hard protruding flesh with the tip of his tongue. I couldn't help but moan. He is like a highly skilled musician, and I am the piano in his hands. Every time he plucks it, I make a beautiful sound. Two fingers were inserted into my vagina and asshole, digging and pumping.
My entire private parts were covered with the juice, and I felt like I had become a giant clam, with thick, delicious meat and juice overflowing. My clitoris had become a pearl in the clam meat.

I let out intermittent sobs from my throat.

"Oh...oh...mmmm...haha...ah...ah...hum...ah...huh...mmmm...fuck me...mmmm..."

I was wriggling, flowing with solution and juice. Under his fatal kiss, I reached orgasm again and died trembling beautifully. After waking up from the orgasm again, I told him how I felt during the orgasm.

He was very happy. While caressing my slippery anus gently, he asked softly: "Are you comfortable?" '

I nodded.

He said: 'Many people don't know that the anus is a very sensitive area, densely packed with nerve endings. '

I said, 'But...'

He said: 'However, since we were young, we have heard adults say that that place is bad, unclean, etc., so we think that place cannot be touched. In fact, why can’t we touch certain parts of our body? Why can't we touch the parts that bring us happiness? If it is washed clean, it will be as clean as the mouth and vagina. '

I said, 'But...'

He said: 'Even if I run into something, what's there to be afraid of? It's all in your body, I love you,
I accept everything about you. '

I said: 'For example? '

He said: 'Your hair, the way your hair looks, your eyebrows, the shape of your fingers, your eyes, your lips, your teeth, the way you walk, sit and lie. I love to see everything, everything, I can’t see enough. '

I said, 'I need to go to the bathroom. '

He said: 'Don't go. I'll let you go after holding on for a while. '

I said: 'What are you doing? '

He said: 'You will know it in a moment. Dare to try things you haven't tried before. '

I said: 'No, it will come out in a while. '

He said: 'Come out if you want. It doesn't matter. Let me tell you a little secret: if you have something in your stomach,
The climax achieved in that way is a different kind of feeling. '

I said: 'Ah? You still want to do it? '

He said: 'What's wrong? Are you sleepy? '

I said: 'Oh my god! You've killed me several times today. '

He said: 'Come on, get down on all fours and let me lick you good. '

There's really nothing we can do about him. I lay prone on the bed, raised my buttocks high and lifted them up, showing him my pussy from behind. He put two pillows under my stomach, saying that it would make me less tired, and told me to lie down and take a nap if I felt sleepy.

I said: 'Ah? How long will it take you? '

He said: 'It may not be a short time. '

I said, 'You bad guy. '

He came behind me, looked at my butt carefully, and said: 'Look, your two eyes down there are looking at me. '

I said, 'Which two eyes? '

He said: 'The pussy and the asshole. In fact, there is another small hole, which is the hole where you pee. '

I said: 'Ouch! God! How are you going to play tricks on me? '

He said: 'Well, it's hard to explain, just enjoy it. '

Just like that, in the dazzling midday sun, on the big bed in front of the window, I felt his hands begin to caress my buttocks. He touched it and praised my butt for being beautiful and sexy. I felt him spread my buttocks and gently scraped his fingers across my entire vulva, from the pubic area to the nipple to the flesh to the anus. Those parts of mine are not dry yet, they are full of my body fluids.

Suddenly I felt his hot tongue against my asshole. Ouch! Don’t even mention how comfortable it was.
I have never felt more comfortable. I couldn't help but part my lips, but I couldn't seem to make any sound, I could only continue to groan.
It felt like he was licking my throat. Oh, my anus is opened. I feel that the most shameful and embarrassing places have been opened...

"Oh...oh...mmmm...mmmm...oh...ah...oh...hum...mmmm...ah...ah...ah...mmmm...ah...mmmm..."

The feeling was so intense, so strange, and he pushed his hard rod deeper into my vagina. I wrapped him completely, using a passage in my body that had never been invaded before, to wrap around him as tightly as possible.

'oh! oh! oh! oh! …Oh my God…Oh my God…Oh! oh! oh! oh! '

I tried my best to relax the muscles around my anus. I felt the penis in my butt slowly and steadily stretching my rectum, a little stuffy and slippery, slowly and continuously advancing inwards...

'Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...'

The first time I gave my anus to a man, I felt like a virgin again. My screams are all connected,
But his big cock kept going inside me, inside and inside. Oh my God, why is it so long? I think he's half a meter long. Will it come out of my mouth? hehe.

He said: 'It's so comfortable! You have such a beautiful ass… what a shame. '

I asked: 'What a pity? '

He said: 'It's a pity that you can't see it yourself. '

I thought about it and said, 'Use a big mirror! '

He said: 'As the old saying goes, the mirror should not face the bed. There must be truth in this old saying. Let's not offend the gods. '

I said: 'Old feudal. I don't care. I just want to see it. '

He said: 'Not good. '

I said, 'I'm going to see it. Why do you only look at it? '

He said: 'Okay, okay. '

My excretory organs were filled with love and I was extremely excited. My heartbeat was unusually strong. I feel like I'm doing something.

My heart suddenly felt warm. I rarely hear genuine compliments. My husband...oh, let's not mention him.

His big cannon started pumping. His cannon was so thick and long, and inside my narrow flesh channel it could actually slide in and out just like during sex, as if it was lubricated by some liquid. His thrusting movements were slow and then fast.
From gentle to gradually powerful. He inserted it so deep, and when he pulled it out from my intestines, it almost sucked my soul out!

“Hmm…Hmm…Hmm…Ah…”

I was intoxicated. His fingers went around to the front of me and rubbed the flesh of my vulva from the front. His other hand caressed and kneaded my breasts and nipples. Being stimulated at multiple points at the same time, my sexual desire was fully aroused and burned like a raging fire.

'ah! Fuck me, fuck my ass...ah...mmmm...ah...mmmm...oh...'

I was moaning like crazy. The liquid secreted from my body flowed down the inside of my thighs. The pleasure of breaking the forbidden law hit me.

While he was fucking me, he was kneading my breasts and squeezing my butt from time to time.

'oh! You are so cute and sexy! '

I said: 'Well...you can do it...do it to me...'

I leaned my butt back to meet his coming, accepting his increasingly fierce penetration.

'ah! ah! oh! oh! ' He roared loudly, like a wild animal.

I supported myself on the bed with my elbows, raised my butt higher like a bitch, twisted it more fiercely, and moaned in response to his roar: 'Um... um... oh... ah...'

'oh! You are so beautiful! '

'Have fun. 'I responded to him, 'Just kill me! '

I didn't care about anything anymore. We were doing it so hard that it went crazy. From the anus to the intestines, from the intestines to the bladder, to the uterus, to the stomach, and from the stomach to my heart, liver, lungs, and gallbladder... all my internal organs were pressed against by that big, long, hard, and hot cock.

It was an unprecedented sensory stimulation, and my whole body seemed to have turned into a flesh tube wrapping around his cock, and I was willing to do it. The stimulation of the senses triggers shock and arouses endless carnal desire. Body, mind, desire, yours, mine, all intertwined and vibrating together. We are connected as one, unable to tell who is who. The only existence is infinite greed, endless desire...running towards liberation, freedom...

The climax of both of us finally collapsed and exploded at the same time! The hot essence shot into my rectum,
We were both sweating profusely and roaring together, cheering for our own relief and cheering each other up at the same time.

After taking a shower, I returned to the bedroom naked and found that he was already fast asleep. Sitting on the recliner next to the window screen,
Just look at his naked body. He couldn't be called a handsome man. But he led me through several blockades of restricted areas and brought me such intense enjoyment and satisfaction.

And I, for so many years, have been busy with family, work, taking care of children, handling housework, and taking care of the elderly...
I found that I had become a machine, a good-for-nothing nanny, an anxious mother at the parents' meeting, a wife who had no desires and no demands but slept in a separate bed. I performed the multiple duties of a mediator, a washing machine, and an electric rice cooker. But: what about 'me'?

Where do I fit in in my life? Over the years, I have missed so much happiness that should have belonged to me! I felt a little aggrieved, but I didn't shed tears. I don't like to feel sorry for myself or be sad. I have a lot of important things to think about.

I said: 'Are you awake? He also said he would take me out to play. Well, when I came out of the shower and took a look, I was shocked and thought that thunder had struck the house. '

He laughed and said, 'Slander. How can my snoring be so weird? '

I said, 'I never talk nonsense. '

He said: 'It's an exaggeration to say the least. Come on, follow me to the street. '

I said, 'Where are you going? Look at what time it is now? '

He looked at his watch and said, "Isn't it just nine o'clock? '

I said: 'Is there any decent person who goes out at nine o'clock in the evening? '

He said: 'Well, not much, but we have been serious people for half of our lives, can't we indulge ourselves secretly once? '

I said: 'You have to tell me where you want to take me first? What are you doing? '

He said: 'Come with me to review two films. '

I said: 'Yo? Aren't you a writer? Are you still in charge of reviewing films? '

He said: 'Oh, yes, they insisted on pulling me in and said they had to listen to my opinion. There is no way. '

I said: 'What kind of film are you reviewing? '

He said: 'I don't know what to play today. We will know after we read it. '

I said, 'What am I going to do then? No one said they wanted to listen to my opinion. '

He said: 'I want your opinion. I'm serious. Let's go. '

We came to a secluded two-story building inside the Second Ring Road. There were armed police standing guard at the door, but there was no house number or company nameplate. When the armed police soldier on guard saw him, he immediately straightened his body and saluted. He waved his hand.
Take me into the building.

I whispered in the corridor: "Are you a soldier? '

He whispered: 'Oh, don't ask. I'll tell you when I get back. '

I said, 'Hey, I ruined a military marriage! '

He looked at me and smiled without saying anything.

He took me around the building and finally arrived at the door of a room. He skillfully took out the key and opened the door.
Take me into the house and lock the door. The room is not big, only about 8 or 9 square meters. The strange thing is that the wall opposite the door is made of glass, and you can see what seems to be a hall outside, which is not very bright.

He poured me some tea and we sat down on the big sofa. He dimmed the lights in the room until I could just see the teacup.

He pointed to the glass wall and said, "We will review the film here in a moment." This is the kind of one-way mirror commonly used by the pre-trial department of the Public Security Bureau and the psychology laboratory, but the general ones can only see inside from the outside, but this one is specially made, and conversely, you can only see outside from the inside, but people outside cannot see inside our room. There are eight or nine such rooms, and they are soundproof. '

I said, 'What the hell? Mysterious. '

He whispered: 'It is for review by the top management, the film will not be shown to the public. We, the expert judges, came from different backgrounds, did not know each other, and did not communicate with each other. After watching each film, he would write down his review independently, of course using special symbol codes that are difficult for outsiders to decipher. Where the film is finally sent is strictly confidential. '

I said: 'A military film? Spy movie? That kind of thing makes me sleepy just by looking at it. '

He said: 'No, neither. '

I said, 'What is that? '

There was a pleasant ring tone. The sound is not loud. He pointed outside the one-way mirror.

Outside, all the lights were out. He motioned for me to follow his lead and put on the headphones. At this time, the title of the film appeared on the screen: UNABASHEDDWHISPERS, and then the Chinese translation: "Ode to Sex on the Bed", produced by Denmark's 'Colorful Climax' Film and Television Co., Ltd. in 2002.

I couldn't help but whisper: 'Ah? '

He held a pencil in his hand, watching the screen while making small marks on a form. Those small symbols looked like both primitive and alien text.

On the screen, in broad daylight, outside a luxurious castle, there is a green lawn, a white dining table, champagne, fruit... and several beautiful maids standing around. Here, five well-dressed, dignified ladies and eight strong and powerful men were doing obscene things, moaning and saying obscene and bold "dirty words" to each other.

The languages ​​coming from the headphones were all dubbed in Chinese. There are no subtitles of dialogue on the screen, probably to allow the veteran cadres to appreciate the picture without distraction.

'Oh...ah...do you want to fuck my wet little cunt? '

'Mmm...ah...fuck me, fuck me till I'm dead, fuck me hard...'

My face turned red and my heart almost jumped out of my chest! I took off my headphones and there was no sound in the room. He looked back at me, winked at me, and considerately dimmed the light of the small desk lamp. Only then did I put on my headphones again and watch the movie with him. I bit my lips tightly, saying "Oh my God" repeatedly in my mind, and my whole body felt numb.

On the screen, they struck all kinds of poses that I had never thought of, performing actions that made my ears warm and my heart beat fast.
I felt wet down there, and my lower abdomen was aching. The different audio frequencies of the moans from the Danish men and women were so arousing that I could hardly bear it.

When a big FIN finally appeared on the screen and the Chinese subtitles read: "Thank you for watching",
I let out a long sigh.

He said: 'How does it feel? '

I said: 'It's quite... quite... quite clear. '

He smiled and said: "There is nothing unclear in the film sent to us for review. I'm asking you how you feel about the filming? '

I said: 'People nowadays really know how to have fun. '

He said: 'You've never seen anything like this before? '

I said: 'No. You touched my face and it's so hot. '

He put down his pencil and gently touched my face, tenderly and delicately, like an art apprentice touching the face of Venus. I leaned my face against his hands and closed my eyes. The way I enjoyed myself probably reminded him of the intoxicated look on Fu Biao's face when he said "Thirteen, Louis" in "Never Ending".
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He came close to me and whispered in my ear: 'It's hot down there too, right? '

I said: 'Rascal, I want to go home. '

He said: 'No, no, I have another film to review. Let me touch it, just for a moment. '

I said: 'Then you might as well not touch it. '

He said: 'Hmm? '

I said, 'I don't want to make it worse down there. '

He smiled and whispered: 'I would like to know the opinion of the female commissioner. You know, it's not just men who are going to watch the film at the top. '

I said, 'You want to know if the film can impress female audiences? '

He said: 'Yeah. '

I said: 'I won't tell you. '

He said: 'Okay. Then you promise me one more thing. '

I said: 'Say. '

He said: 'Take off your pants and give them to me. I'll keep it for you. '

I said: 'I don't. '

He said: 'Please. '

I said: 'No. '

He said: 'Please. No one can see us. '

I said: 'Not good...'

My heart beat faster again. I am seriously considering the feasibility of his suggestion.

He said, 'Okay, whatever you want. '

He turned to look at the screen. The music starts and a new movie begins.

I pinched him and whispered, 'Bad boy, why don't you stick to it? Everyone was shaken. If you... I might...'

He said: 'I don't want to force you. It's up to you. '

I hesitated for a moment, turned back to make sure the door was locked, gently lifted my buttocks, and took off my underwear, which was already soaked with my own vaginal fluids.

He was about to go over, put it under his nose, sniff it lovingly, and moan, "Oh, it smells so good..."

I whispered: 'Pervert. '

He said: 'It smells really good. I'm not kidding. It has the aroma of butter, lemon, wine, cheese, apple and clams. '

I said, 'Stop it. '

He stopped talking. We both started looking at the screen. It was indeed a strange feeling to take off my underwear. I felt a lot more relaxed all of a sudden, both physically and mentally. Underwear is like Sun Wukong's golden hoop, which not only binds the body but also the mind. Now, in the dark room, I experienced a whole new kind of heartbeat, a wild excitement. Experience, experience new excitement. For myself, and for the good times I've lost.

The film is called "Perverted Case 101". At the beginning, there is a topless plump woman, touching her big white breasts and saying to the camera: "Many people don't know that it is actually very stimulating to wear breasts.
real. I was still breastfeeding my child when I got divorced. I met a new boyfriend. I don't have much milk. He told me,
Uterine contractions can accelerate the stimulation of breast secretion. He didn't want me to wean, so I have had milk for the past two years. It was very exciting for him to suck my breasts and help me express milk, and I felt very comfortable. Because I didn't wean myself, my breasts kept getting bigger. It’s better to wean later. Besides, there’s no need for contraception during breastfeeding, and it’s very fun. Especially when my milk is full, I watch him suck one nipple, and the other nipple is stimulated to flow out at the same time, and sometimes it even spurts out milk by itself, which is quite exciting...'

Then it fades out and starts flashing back to how she was doing it with breast milk... She was lying on all fours, breastfeeding her son, and her boyfriend was fucking her from behind. She moaned. There was a close-up shot of her breasts when she reached orgasm. Milk really gushed out, and the snow-white milk spurted out like a pearl fountain. It looked a little thinner than the Mengniu milk we drink.

The next section down is the gynecology clinic. A woman in her thirties came in and said to the male doctor, 'I saw your ad. I'm willing to give it a try. '

The doctor said to her: "The purpose of our experiment is to study the sexual arousal responses that may be caused by obstetrics and gynecology examination procedures in female clients, so as to avoid doctor-patient harassment in future clinical work. There will be many ways to do this." Please undress and lie down on the examination table. '

The lady did as she was told. The male doctor sat on the examination stool between her legs and began to gently separate her labia and slowly rub her clove. Close-up: A large, fleshy, beautiful flower blooms with crystal dewdrops gradually oozing out from it. The doctor slowly inserted a tubular love juice collector as thick as a penis into the woman's vagina. She twisted and moaned. The female nurse reached over from behind and touched her breasts.

The male doctor said to the lady: 'Now I am going to say some so-called dirty words to you, combined with tactile stimulation, and we will record your reaction. Please forget about your identity and status, let yourself go and indulge yourself to your heart's content. We will record the intensity of each of your orgasms. '

The door of the clinic opened, and four or five male and female doctors came in. They gathered around and observed the woman's sweating, breathing, blood pressure, secretion, and contraction strength attentively, and slowly began to join the "consultation"...

The lady moaned and said, 'Fuck me...fuck me until I'm crazy and in ecstasy. '

There were groans in the clinic...Finally, they took out the love juice collector, and it was full of the lady's essence.

As I watched, I gradually felt an urge and my nipples became hard. It was as if I had become the woman being tested, lying on a gynecological examination bed, undergoing all kinds of examinations by a room full of doctors and nurses, being gently and professionally pinched, teased, and ravaged by them. I imagined them inserting a speculum into my vagina and playing with my nipples, clitoris,
Asshole, watch carefully as my cervix trembles and throbs during orgasm...

I was thinking that if I were given a glass tube to collect my sex juices, my secretion might exceed that of the actor in the movie. In the darkness, I stretched my legs straight and began to move my hands slowly... my hands searched and pushed forward.
Until the middle finger touches the moist and soft entrance in the center of the body. I turned myself into water and my hands into fish. The fish glided silently in the water. As long as you don't make any humming sounds, you'll be fine. This is a very pleasurable thing...

In fact, even if I made any sound, he couldn't hear it. He could only hear the sound in the headphones. My cool hand touched the burning hole. Smelling my own faint body fragrance, I felt wet inside and out, and the spring water deep inside my body was oozing out continuously. I swallowed myself.

The third section of the video: At sea. The endless sea level. A life buoy. A desperate young woman with chapped lips suddenly saw a ship approaching in the distance. She shouted desperately, waving a piece of red cloth in her hand.
She was rescued and boarded the ship, but it turned out to be a pirate ship. While she was concentrating on drinking water and eating,
She was gang-raped continuously by eighteen pirates in various postures. Her nipples became red and swollen due to the rough friction and squeezing, and her pussy and asshole were constantly leaking the pirates' sticky semen.

I secretly fantasized that I was the heroine, stripped naked and tied to a stake, being toyed with thoroughly by a group of horny sailors. I imagined them fingering my pussy and fucking my mouth, fucking all the holes on my body, and my body was covered with their semen that they had been holding back for half a year. They smeared their semen all over my body, saying it would beautify me...

I closed my eyes, sank into the darkness, and let the fire of desire burn in my mature body. I wonder if other women have the same obscene thoughts as I do...I feel my pussy is already wet with juice. I clamped my thighs together and rubbed them against each other.

The film review meeting is over. I felt my nipples swelling, protruding and hard, and they were rubbed by my clothes and it was very uncomfortable; the inside of my pussy was also very sore and swollen...

He took away my headphones and whispered, 'Do you like it? '

I whispered, 'I'm all...wet...inside. '

It was already midnight when I came out. He took me to a restaurant near Huguo Temple in Xinjiekou, had dinner, and then went back to his aunt's house.

On the way, I said, 'Do you have a book? '

He said: 'Yes, six years. '

I said: 'Why not buy a car? '

He said: 'Buying a car is so troublesome? You pay so much tax to the country, but you still have to inspect your car, repair it, and do this and that. You still have to take responsibility, and you can't even drink alcohol. Don’t drink if you don’t drive, and don’t drink if you drive. The key is that you are nervous, paying attention to the road conditions, vehicle conditions, pedestrians, vehicles, road signs and so on. You have to look out for the police, one-way traffic, no left turns, dashboards, rearview mirrors, and if something happens, you still have to beg those grandsons for cigarettes, meals and help you get out of trouble. Why bother? I don't want to be so tired. Taxi is good. '

I said: 'Lazy. '

He said: 'That's it. No, let me tell you this, if I had a car, I would take you back to my aunt's house. It would be fine for you to take a nap in the car, but I can't. When you get home, you are full of energy, but I am tired. How can we still carry out activities? '

I said: 'Bad guy, who is following you? rogue. '

He said: 'A gangster is someone who does something that everyone wants to do but doesn't dare to do or doesn't have the opportunity to do. '

I said: 'Oh, look, you still feel pretty glorious? '

He said: 'That is, I let you experience the happiness of being a woman and let you truly become a woman. I am proud of you. '

I said: 'Why do I always feel that what we do is not good...'

He said: 'This is caused by brainwashing education. In fact, the most unspeakable things are often the most beautiful. '

I said: 'I feel...I am falling...with you...'

He said: 'If you degenerate, you can experience a kind of "whore's pleasure". Good women also have the right to be happy. '

I said: 'I once read a book that mentioned the conflict between women's "maternal nature" and "prostitute nature", but I didn't understand it at the time. '

He said: 'There is no need to understand many things too clearly. What’s the point of figuring it out? Sometimes understanding is even more painful. Besides, what does it mean to understand? For example, someone said that the black hole in the universe leads to infinity, and the black hole in a woman’s body is her vagina. '

I said, 'This must have been written by a man. '

He said: 'What do you think he wanted to say? Talk about the beauty of women? charm? Temptation? Attraction? Male fear? '

I said: 'I can't explain it. '

He said: 'I used to love debates and was fascinated by data and tables, but now I am annoyed by those old pedants.
It's useless to argue for such a long time, it's all in vain. '

I said: "Then what the expert said must be of high value, right? '

He said: 'Not necessarily. For example, a while ago someone published a paper saying that women who have just finished their menstruation have an irresistible desire for intimacy with men, and their moral defenses are most likely to collapse. That bastard even claimed that he was working in clinical practice. Just do clinical work, why bother with ethics? What is morality? Who can tell? '

I said, 'Yeah, that's right. But when I just finished... it seemed... it really was...'

He said: 'I know, it's totally normal. The problem is that this kind of sensitivity is difficult to reflect using quantitative data from the laboratory. Even if that person announced that among the 300,000 healthy women aged 25 to 35 that I surveyed, 81.7%
Of the subjects said that their sexual desire was stronger within three days after their menstrual period. What information can readers get? Nothing. What does it mean to have a strong sexual desire? How is quantitative data presented? How many times do you have sex? How many times do you masturbate? Number of climaxes? Lubrication secretion? How do you investigate? Can you investigate it? ask? sure. But what if some ladies don’t have such conditions? They have no conditions for having sex, no conditions for masturbation, and no orgasms. They just silently endure the impulses. Their desires have no external behaviors, and they don't even have sexual dreams. How do you explain this situation? Secretion amount? Let’s not talk about how you measure it. Even if you really use the “love fluid collector” to collect it, some people just have less secretion. What should you do? And the most important question is methodology: how do you ask these answers? How can you be sure that the answer is true? '

I said: 'So, so-called scientific surveys, research, and data are all unreliable? '

He said: 'I dare not say that all of them are unreliable, but I hope to put forward these thinking methods to help everyone think, and maybe one day in the future we can find a truly objective research method. '

I said, 'Well, what if it's combined with the census? '

He said: 'You mean, when you do a census you ask people what it feels like to have an orgasm? '

I said: 'Haha. '

He said: 'So I say, to know the truth of life, the truth of facts, is almost always impossible. '

I said: 'So you're sick of research? '

He said: 'It's better to say that I am disgusted. '

I said: 'Haha. '

He said: 'Laughing again. '

I said: 'I think if you have enough funding, you will still do research. '

He said: 'How much funding is enough? Bottomless pit. '

I said: 'Laboratory work is still rigorous. '

He said: 'No, no... What's the point of being rigorous? '

I said: 'Rigorousness can lead to immortality. '

He said: 'Wrong. Nothing is immortal. Immortality is just a naive fantasy of people. '

I said: 'Yes, there are, such as books, sculptures, buildings, pyramids and so on. '

He said: 'A nuclear war, everything is gone, everything is reduced to ashes. '

I said, 'Why are you so pessimistic? Aren’t you only 33? '

He said: 'Do you think disaster is far away from us? Think about 9/11. That group of white-collar elites entered the office in suits and ties, but in the blink of an eye, they couldn't bear the torment of the flames and jumped down from the roof. '

I said, 'Well, I remember those shots, too. So miserable. '

He said: 'And the shadow of the crisis has not been lifted. Even if Bin Laden is really dead, there will still be Zhang Deng, Cai Deng,
Open and close the login. '

I said: 'Haha. right. '