The national policy has allowed me to catch up with the good times (adult novel adapted from anime)

Shenzhen is a well-known city of debauchery. When it comes to Shenzhen, everyone has their own opinions. Everyone has different experiences and feelings. The amount of money in your pocket also determines the degree of your understanding of the city of debauchery. Looking back on the days I spent in Yindu, the feelings are so profound that they are hard to describe. Like all the men in Shenzhen, I am being baptized by the wind and rain of lust every moment and feeling the pleasure of lustful days and nights. Although I am not a boss, my income is enough for me to have enough food and drink, and I can also enjoy the happiness that Yindu brings me leisurely.

After living in Shenzhen for several years, what I remember most is not the coolness in the nightclub or the debauchery in the sauna, but the female owner of the hair salon whom I met by chance. It may be funny and sound silly, but I still wrote it down and contributed it to all my sex buddies.

It was a weekend after the National Day last year. After days of running around, I slept well in the dormitory for a whole day. When it was almost dark, I walked out alone to look for dinner. After having a good meal and a few drinks, I started thinking about my evening entertainment. After much consideration, I decided to go to the hair salon to wash my hair before making other arrangements.

I strolled to a hair salon I often go to nearby, and after entering I found that everything inside had changed. Although the facilities were still the same, I didn’t recognize any of the people. Even the small boss from Northeast China who used to be my brother had turned into a coquettish and charming female boss. I felt too embarrassed to leave, so I had to face the smiling face of the female boss and sit down on the chair she had prepared for me, my eyes constantly looking around: I saw her greeting the shampoo lady and pouring water for me, saying: Boss, you are a frequent customer here, right?

I nodded: Yes. How come everything has changed after not coming for a few days?

She said: Yes, yes. My husband just bought this the day before yesterday, sorted it out yesterday, and opened for business today.

I said: What about the original boss from Northeast China?

She replied: I heard that several of his buddies got into trouble while doing drug business in Dongguan. After they ran away, they asked a friend to take over this place. The price is right, there are many regular customers, and the business has been good. Please come more often in the future, boss.

The lady started to wash my hair. I sat there absentmindedly, still thinking about the past time here.

This shop is not big. There are three seats in the lobby, one for haircuts and two for shampooing. There are also two well-enclosed massage rooms in the back. There are basically about five ladies. Small bosses from the Northeast rarely come here, and if they do, they just greet us briefly and then disappear. All the store affairs are taken care of by a young lady from Jiangxi. This lady from Jiangxi was the one who washed my hair most often in the past. Of course, she and I have done everything more than once. I remember that every time I came she would ask: Are you busy? When I answered that I was busy, she would wash my clothes herself; when I answered that I was not busy, she would say that there was a new lady here and asked me to try her skills. After saying that, she pulled the new lady over for me to look at. I approved her, and she whispered something in the lady's ear before walking away. The so-called testing of skills is just to let me try something new. In Shenzhen, hair salon is one of the nicknames for brothels, and the initial sexual transactions are completed there.

What should I do today in this unfamiliar environment? Can it still be the same as before?

In the mirror, I saw the lady washing my hair very seriously and diligently. She is not very old, maybe 20 at most, and still has a baby face. Maybe it was because I was new to this business, or maybe it was for some other reason, but it didn't feel good to wash my hair. There were no other customers in the store, and the other ladies were watching TV. I couldn't see the female boss in the mirror, but I noticed she was staring at me out of the corner of my eye. After I glanced at her a few times, I felt embarrassed to look at her again, but I felt she was still looking at me.

While flushing, the lady asked me: Do you want to loosen your bones?

I asked knowingly: Will you do it for me? How's your craft?

She smiled embarrassedly: Why don’t you try it and know?

I asked again: Here?

She said: Health care is here, and you can go upstairs at the back for whole body treatment.

I said: Let’s go upstairs.

After saying this, I laughed in my heart, why is everything the same as before? Even the questions are the same.

Actually, in Shenzhen, sex transactions mediated by hair salons also have rules. The price of a regular massage (called bone loosening in Guangdong) varies greatly, generally ranging from 25 to 50 yuan per hour. A simple massage costs 25 yuan per hour, and the lady will rub you through her clothes and you can also rub her, but there is no direct sexual contact. The so-called health care refers to masturbation or sex in a hair salon. Masturbation costs one hour, which is 50 yuan, and sex costs another hour and 100 yuan or more. A full body massage is a place specially prepared for the artillerymen in the hair salon. The conditions are good, and you can take a shower, get oral sex, or other services. The price is generally 250 yuan or more. I feel that having sex in a hair salon is the safest and most cost-effective.

After blow-drying our hair, the female boss led us upstairs at the back. I was already familiar with the place, but what I didn't expect was that the female boss not only sold the store, but also the house specially used for sex.

When I entered the room, I thought the female boss would leave, but she said: We just opened and I am not familiar with the situation around here. For safety reasons, I will watch TV in the small room and you guys just have fun. Sorry. After saying that, he handed the lady a condom and went to watch TV. I thought, since we are already here, why bother with so many things? If you are willing, you can go together.

I haven't had sex for half a month because of a project. Although the lady is not very good-looking, she is young after all, full of energy, and she is even more charming when she takes off her clothes. An irresistible desire suddenly surged in my heart. Flirting in the bathroom is indispensable. I pinched two mature but still tender breasts with my hands and whispered: How long have you been doing this? She smiled but didn't answer. Then asked: How do you feel? She smiled again but didn't answer. I began to touch her lower body. A few sparse yellow hairs covered her mons pubis, and her labia minora was almost invisible. When I touched it with my hand, only a gap was left. Her skin is very white, delicate, shiny and elastic. Her bright skin is stretched tightly on her body like a ripe fruit, which will spray out water if touched. It seemed that she had not been working for long, and her body was still intact, not like it had been severely damaged by the artillery.

In bed, she was passive but cooperative. I kissed her ears, breasts, lower abdomen and mons pubis. She didn't object. She stroked my hair and back with both hands, and seemed a little excited. I placed my slightly hard cock on her breasts and she rubbed it gently. When I put it on her face, she turned her head away. I suggested that she blow it with her mouth, but she shook her head and refused. When my fingers went deep into her vagina, she reacted, her body began to twist, and she covered her hands with her hands. I couldn't tell whether she wanted me to go deeper or not to let me go any further.

I leaned over and used my hands to pry open her labia majora. The opening of her vagina was pink and there was no peculiar smell. I wanted to lick her a few times to satisfy myself, but then I thought that she was a prostitute after all, and I didn't know her background, so it was better for her to be honest. My already hard cock raised its head and rubbed against her lower abdomen. She sat up and put a condom on me, then lay down again obediently. I lifted her legs, aimed my dick at her vagina and inserted it. She instinctively contracted, hummed and closed her eyes. The insertion was very smooth, and I could feel a lot of water inside even through the condom. I slowly lowered her raised legs, lay on top of her and started thrusting. Her vagina is very narrow and slippery, so I can penetrate to the bottom every time, especially the opening is very tight. The glans presses against the opening of the uterus, and the vaginal opening squeezes the base of the penis. The feeling of having the entire penis in the vagina is really wonderful.

As I twitched, I thought: Deng Xiaoping's policies allowed me to catch up with a good time, and the spring breeze of reform and opening up brought me to Shenzhen. In the past few years, I have met and passed by many women, tall, short, fat, thin, old and young. Why don't I have this feeling with them? I couldn't help but look at her under me again. She still had her eyes closed, her mouth slightly open, and was moaning softly. My movements became more violent, and the bed squeaked as I moved, which was out of tune with the atmosphere in the room. I paused, thinking of changing my position, but I heard someone moving in the hallway. I know that during the fierce battle, my screams and the sounds of the bed will naturally disturb the female boss watching TV. She must have a hard time out there. I laughed to myself. I deliberately said loudly to the lady, it's been almost twenty minutes and she still doesn't show any sign of coming out, so she should lie down and I'll enter from behind, so it will be faster this way. The lady looked at me and lay down on the edge of the bed as I requested. I stood under the bed, hugged the lady's waist and inserted it hard. Then he started to rub her breasts and sensitive vaginal areas with his hands. I don’t know if it was because she was comfortable or because it was too stimulating, but the lady’s moans became louder and the tone of her voice changed from “hmm” to “mmm”.

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. It became ahhh.

From time to time, there were words mixed in that no one could understand.

I don't believe that a lady can have an orgasm when she is serving customers, and I believe even less that she can have an orgasm when she loses her virginity. The movements they make and the sounds they make in bed are all part of their job, just like using a pen to write, it is their tool. Many articles describe prostitutes experiencing orgasms and multiple orgasms while receiving customers, but this is nothing but the author's imagination or an exaggeration to satisfy their self-esteem. Of course, having sex with a lover or a decent woman is a different matter.

I am still holding on, trying to delay the time a little longer, hoping to do a good business at the same time as the hair salon opens. Normally I surrender in half an hour, but today I have to keep going for a while longer. I said to the lady, you are tired of lying down, just lie down. I also want to take this opportunity to give my penis a rest after working continuously for more than half an hour. She lay flat on the bed with her legs apart, and I was still standing under the bed. This way I could see her whole body, including her vagina which had not yet grown hair. She secreted a lot of water, which had already wet my pubic hair. When she changed positions, more water flowed out of her vagina and flowed to her anus through the vaginal opening. I picked up the tissue beside the pillow and wiped her, and she smiled at me.

The brief pause allowed me to hear the sound of water in the bathroom; the female boss was taking a shower. I wonder why she takes a bath? Are you unable to bear it and want to join the battle? Or masturbating in the bathroom? If you lose your concentration, your penis will become a little soft. But when I thought about what it would be like if the female boss also joined in, my dick got hard again. I couldn't wait to thrust into the lady's vagina, but encountered resistance. After wiping off the water, the vaginal opening was a little dry. I was able to get it in but it was very uncomfortable. I had to go slowly, and it felt much better after a few thrusts. There was still plenty of water inside. However, the originally tight vagina was looser than at the beginning. I took advantage of my position on the ground and increased the force to make the penis swing inside the vagina or pull it out and then thrust it in again. The lady's screams became louder, the bed made louder noises, but the bathroom became quiet. When my semen was discharged and everything returned to calm, the female boss still didn't show up. I was a little disappointed, but I knew that the moans of two people plus the squeaking of the bed were enough to make any woman feel horny and unable to control herself, let alone a woman in the world of romance? Today is just the prologue, the real show is yet to come?

I hugged the lady and deliberately went to the bathroom to take a shower naked, and saw the female boss still watching TV in the room. Her expression was calm, but she seemed to have changed her clothes. I smiled at her provocatively, but she ignored me, turned off the TV and stood at the window to look at the scenery.

It was dark when I left the brothel. I left by myself, and the two of them were still in the room. I gave up my original plan to play cards with my friends, and instead of going back to the dormitory, I went back to the hair salon. At this time, a customer had already arrived and several ladies were busy. Only one lady was left sitting idly on the sofa. I went over and sat next to her. When the lady saw it was me, she asked with ill intent: Are you comfortable?

I said: It was just so-so, and the time was too short to be satisfying.

She said: Really? You want to kill a few people, right?

I said: How could that be? How can the land be plowed if only the ox is worked to death?

She laughed: You are a really powerful cow. There is plenty of land here. Who do you want to plow? I smiled and said: The land here is too thin, and it’s not fun to plow. Do you have thicker land?

She was stunned and burst into laughter. I went on to say: I think your boss's land is pretty good, I wonder if he will let me plow it.

She said: Don’t be greedy. You men are so bad that you don’t even eat what’s in the bowl but want what’s in the pot.

I then said, let me plow you. After saying that, I gave her a lasciviously smile.

Seeing the female boss and Miss Jiangxi coming back, I stopped the topic.

Before I even entered the door, she greeted me as if she had met an old acquaintance and said: Boss, you are free today, so you are here to support us. While asking the lady to pour some water.

I took the water and made some room for her on the sofa. I said: There are quite a lot of customers when the store first opened.

She said: May the God of Wealth bless you.

I wanted to say something else, but another guest came to the brothel, so she got up and left.

I turned around and found the lady from Jiangxi and asked her to sit down. She lowered her head, smiled, and sat down. I asked her: How old are you?

She said: I don't want to talk.

I'm a little curious. When I think about it carefully, yes, from the time she entered the artillery room to the time I left, until I called her over, she really didn't say a word. Women really don't understand.

After a while, the female boss came back and I looked at her. She is less than 30 years old, not short, about 1.70 meters tall, with a slim waist and big breasts, and a moderate weight. Except for her slightly dark skin, she is definitely a beauty.

To be honest, there are all kinds of ladies in hair salons, as many as you want, but it is rare to find such a pretty female boss. The reason why he didn't leave after having sex today was because of her. How to start? I'm worried. She has a husband, so he is the boss anyway.

Based on her performance in the brothel today, I concluded that there is still a chance. Whenever you have the chance, just take your time.

I remember that when I got back that day, it was already past midnight. In order not to affect the business and to get close to her, I sat by the flower bed on one side of the store, drinking tea and chatting with the female boss. Without the initial restraint, I quickly became familiar with her. Although our conversation was intermittent, I still got to know her a little.

She is 27 years old this year and her son is almost 10 years old. Her mother's family is from Shantou, Guangdong. She comes from a well-off family. She has been going to school and receiving education since she was young. She is also smart and clever, and is considered to be the best in the local area. But when she was still in high school, she was seduced and became pregnant by a cloth business owner in the town. When her family realized it was too late, they had to hastily marry her off to her current husband. She gave birth to a son when she was less than 18 years old. When they got married, her husband knew she was not a virgin and didn't say much. But after she gave birth to a child and discovered the child was not his, their relationship began to become strained. He was always brooding over the matter of the child and threatened to find that person and settle the matter sooner or later. She at that time

She doesn't understand anything and has a child to take care of. Not only does she have to swallow her anger at home, but she also has to face others when she returns to her parents' home. In desperation, she found the child's biological father, a thin man who was ten years older than her and already married, and told him the truth about the child.

It should be said that men in Guangdong are pretty good. Although his business was still in the primitive accumulation stage of capital at that time and he did not dare to deal with the matter openly, he still accepted the child and asked someone to send a considerable sum of money to her parents' home as compensation for her.

After she settled the matter of having a child, she returned to her husband and became a housewife wholeheartedly. Seeing that the root of the troublesome disease had been cured and she was still young and beautiful, her husband did not pursue the matter any further. The two lived a peaceful life together for a few more years and did not have any more children.

With the rapid development of Shenzhen's construction in those years, her husband came to Shenzhen under the guidance of a relative from his hometown and started a timber business in partnership with others. Due to the shrewdness of the Chaoshan people and the huge demand for Shenzhen's economy, it developed quickly. Will good things happen to men when they have money? He spends all his time eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and rarely comes home. Four years ago, she followed him to Shenzhen and lived a carefree life as a rich woman. I am young and don’t have children to burden me, so I naturally feel much better. She learned how to dress herself up and often went to beauty salons. With her own conditions, even though she couldn't win her husband's heart, she still won his heart. She didn't care about what he did outside. As long as he came home, she would serve him and satisfy him as she did in the past, with a feeling of atonement.

It is said that Guangdong women are virtuous, which is indeed true. Not to mention her specialty of making soup, she can even tolerate her man visiting prostitutes and having mistresses outside. This is simply unimaginable in the mainland. It will cause a big uproar and everyone will know about it.

If a man hangs around in the world of sex for a long time, the result is predictable: his penis becomes dysfunctional before he gets old. When my husband gets home, he doesn't have the energy to help even if he wants to. She doesn't care, as long as her husband comes back. From then on, her husband had to rely on taking medicine to maintain the simplest sexual relationship, and she didn't say anything. In her opinion, she owed him this life, and she had to bear it no matter what.

I asked her why she didn't want a child? She said she thought about it, but he refused. When I asked her the reason, she started to hesitate and refused to say anything more.

In fact, the real reason was that the memories of the past left in his mind could not be erased, and he thought she was dirty. Every time her husband has sex with her, he will only have sex with her after watching and smelling her. He treats her like a chicken and wants her to moan like a chicken, pretending to have an orgasm and be very satisfied. After they are done, she has to eat the semen and lick the penis clean. This is also what she cannot tolerate the most but must do, and it is a thorn in her heart. Whenever she longed to have a great time in bed with her husband to fill her inner loneliness and satisfy her sexual hunger, her husband's actions would create an insurmountable psychological barrier for her, and she would end up parting on bad terms and in failure. Of course, she told me all this after we had physical contact.

I listened to her talk about her experience, but my mind was always thinking about how to get her. Her misfortune was also my opportunity. My goal is to make her throw herself into my arms willingly, but the method must be appropriate to achieve twice the result with half the effort. I tried my best to get close to her, and said a lot of words of praise and sympathy, and sometimes I deliberately used provocative language to tease her. She seemed very calm and never responded to me directly, which was completely different from her behavior in the brothel. At this moment, she was just like a good young woman chatting with her neighbors. The coquettish feeling she gave me at the beginning also wandered away to Lingtingyang at some point. I find it incredible. In the past, I heard from my predecessors that women (including my own women) have two sides. When there are two or more women together, they are all virgins. Only when a man and a woman are together, she is the most real. The rest of the time they are just pretending to be nice to others. There is some truth in this.

The autumn in Shenzhen is the most beautiful, and the autumn nights are the most fascinating. A fishy sea breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, which aroused my lust again. After much consideration, I still didn't dare to make direct sexual demands on her. Instead, I said half-seriously that I wanted to find another lady to do it with me and asked her to recommend one to me.

She looked at me and said calmly: Should we change someone or call the original girl from Jiangxi?

I said: Is there no one better besides her?

She said: She is the only one I brought here. The others were introduced by others or newly recruited. I don’t know them very well. Some of them are obviously veterans. Don’t you think they are dirty? If the service is not good, it will spoil your fun.

After hearing what she said, I started to pay attention to the ladies in the store. Overall, the ladies are pretty good, their age, looks and figures are acceptable. Two of them have heavy makeup on, but I can't really find anything wrong with the others.

To be honest, I am a typical man who gets bored easily. No matter how good the lady I spend money on is, I will never use the same one again. I said with a grin: Let's change another one. The previous one was good, but a little tender. It was not satisfying enough to do it with her. I felt a little reluctant. Besides, we just had sex with her once, so how could it be new to do it again?

She seemed a little helpless and got up and went to the store. I quickly said I didn’t want the two with heavy makeup, anything else would be fine.

Watching her leaving, I felt a little lost. It seems that it won’t work today. Will there be another chance in the future? Will she give me a chance? She is a decent woman in the world. If I can get her the first time I meet her, there would be no point in getting her. I might as well find a prostitute. Today’s efforts will not be in vain. Even if you set the fishing bait, whether you can catch fish depends on the skill of the fisherman.

It was a long time before she brought the girl out. When I took a closer look, I laughed. It's the guy who just came out of the gun room and chatted with me for a while. I smiled and said: Be mentally prepared, don't let anyone get killed?

The female boss also smiled and said: Are you satisfied? I said: That's it, I really want to try again, how can I kill her.

The female boss pulled me aside and whispered in my ear: She is from Sichuan, and she is probably under 18 years old. She looks quite honest. You should take it easy and don't be too aggressive and scare her.

I smiled and said: Don't worry, who among you women doesn't like a strong man? If you're not strong, why do you laugh at us men for being impotent?

Because I was talking close to her, I could smell the scent of a mature woman emanating from her. My dantian suddenly felt hot and the blood rushed up. I really wanted to hug her and kiss her. She saw through my intention, stepped back, took out the key to the brothel and handed it to me, saying: I won't see you off, there are people there now, wait a while, build up some feelings, and then go after the girls come back. After saying that, he left.

I took the key and asked the lady to sit down and have some tea. She shook her head and said: Are you really that great? I said: That’s not the case, I was just talking. I can only be considered an amateur, and at best I am just a professional. How can I compare to you professionals?

She was not angry, but laughed: You just talk nonsense, who is professional? Who of the good girls would be willing to do this? She will be hated by thousands of people and scolded by tens of thousands of people, but she has no choice but to take this step.

I thought to myself, only a fool would believe your nonsense. But then again, without you, how would we wolves survive? When I saw the lady coming back from the brothel, I said: Let’s go, we’ll see how good it is in bed.

Enter the room, undress and take a shower, the procedure remains the same. Only after she got into bed did she say, "Xiao Ye just came back and sat for a long time without doing any work. He ignored her when she was called. What's wrong with you?" Did it ruin her? Several customers asked her to cook but she said she was not feeling well and refused.

Only then did I realize that the lady I was having sex with was called Xiaoye. I just asked, what's your name? She said you can just call me Xiaohong.

I touched her vulva covered with thick black pubic hair, pointed at the vaginal opening with my finger and said: Isn't this where you let men have sex? How could it be broken? Don't pretend to be tight with your B half-open (sorry, I got so excited that even the Northeastern dialect came out). To be honest, even though you are not very old, if you put together all the cocks that have been in your vagina, there would probably be a basket full of them. And you still think of yourself as a virgin and pretend to be innocent?

I turned her body over and said: If you don't want to suffer down there, do more up there. She reluctantly put my still soft cock in her mouth and stopped talking.

To be fair, Xiaohong's figure is in no way inferior to Xiaoye's, and she is a petite type. She is about 1.55 meters tall, with a round body and well-proportioned measurements. Her breasts are relatively large and feel great, but the downside is that her nipples are protruding and show signs of long-term sucking, and are a little darker in color. The skin on her upper body is delicate, while her legs are a bit rough, with fine sweat hairs. She is quite sexy, and is the type I like. I knew that I was interested in the female boss rather than her, and she was just my temporary substitute today. I once vented my sexual desire by being the bottom one, and my penis was even calmer than me. I jerked it a few times during the shower but it didn't react at all.

Thinking of the female boss in my mind and touching Xiaohong with my hand, my cock became hard involuntarily. I didn't expect Xiaohong to be so professional at blowjob. Her hands and mouth coordinated well. Her hands took turns rubbing the base and testicles. The glans was tightly contained by the tongue, lips and saliva, which made people feel very comfortable. I asked Xiaohong: Do you know how to give an oil massage?

A: Of course. Want to try it?

I said: Is it an extra service or does it cost extra?

Answer: It’s up to you. If it’s good, give more. If it’s not good, it’s okay. The boss said that you are a regular customer and I have to make you satisfied.

Just give it a try. I adjusted my position and she fetched the tools. I said jokingly: If you can push it out, I won’t use it anymore, so as not to hurt you. But I still want to see what your little B looks like. After saying that, he spread her legs and rubbed them gently.

She said: Men in their forties are the most difficult to deal with, so please go easy on them. I said: It depends on your level.

Her oil massage technique is also good and professional enough. We pushed the product and chatted, exchanging experiences. I had no intention of pushing her out, and she just wanted to show herself off, so she wasn't taking it too seriously.

She is small and her private parts are small too, so you can't see anything under the pubic hair. I put two fingers into my vagina and felt there was no water inside. When I wanted to put another finger in, she said: Don't let go, it's already stretched by you guys, how can I get married if it stretches any further? I smiled and said: You have been doing this for quite some time, right?

She said: Can you see it?

A: Yes. Your blowjob and oil massage tell me that you didn't work in a hair salon before. Hair salons in Shenzhen generally don't have blowjob and oil massage services. You must have done it in a bathroom or hotel. It was only after I saw your breasts that I asked you if you knew how to give an oil massage.

She said: You are right. I started working when I was 16. I started out working in a hotel, then I changed jobs to a few other places, and finally I ended up in a hair salon. I've made a lot of money in the past two years, but there's not much left. Brother, what do you think I should do in the future?

Ask me what to do. If I can’t get married, I’ll just keep doing this. I quickly said: Stop pushing, let me enjoy your lower body.

She stood up, took out the lubricant she had prepared in advance from her bag, rubbed it into her vagina a few times, put a condom on me, and straddled me skillfully. Her vagina was just as she said, very loose indeed. Before I could feel the edge of the hole, I had already pushed all the way in. As soon as I penetrated her, she started to moan like a cat in heat. The sound was loud and weird, and it was hard to tell whether it was exciting or terrifying. I patted her butt and said: Stop screaming, or you'll attract a wild cat.

She ignored me completely and continued the same way, screaming louder and louder, leaving me at a loss as to what to do. She sat up and down on top, thrusting vigorously, much more vigorously than doing a massage with oil. After a while, she was probably tired, so she leaned over, kissed me and said: Let's change position.

I asked her to lie down, lifted her legs, spread them apart and put them on my shoulders. I used one hand to spread her labia and with the other hand I held the gun and thrust it in violently. I knew very well that she was an old hand in the pleasure world and I had no sympathy for her. She could handle any kind of cock. At the same time, I secretly told myself: Don't worry about her, just do whatever makes you comfortable, just treat it as being a female boss.

Accompanied by her moans, after a burst of intense effort, I also slowed down. When I make love, I like to watch how my penis goes in and out of the vagina, squeezing the labia minora in and out; I like to hear the squeaking sound made by the close friction between the penis and the vaginal wall when there is enough water. It’s a pity that she had too little water and too much hair, so she couldn’t see or hear anything, which was a bit regrettable. I asked her: Why is there no water coming out of you?

She said: She used to have a lot of water, and it would flow out at the slightest touch. Then, she was severely tortured by two nasty men all night, and the water became less and less, and she couldn't control her emotions no matter what she did. Brother, please be gentle, my mouth hurts a little.

I said: Apply some more oil, I'm feeling a little pain too.

She put the mouth of the plastic bottle against her vagina and squeezed it a little on the dry condom. I looked at the watch and saw that they had been doing it for almost an hour. Then the war started again.

I asked her: Can't you not scream?

She replied: I'm used to it. Don't men all like to hear women moan? He will be unhappy if you don't call him.

I said: Yes, but you have to scream well, so that it sounds comfortable and stimulating. The way you scream is a bit scary.

She said: You are an old hand too, haven’t you heard me call you like this? After saying that, he burst into laughter. How can this be a prostitute? She can still laugh with the cock still inserted inside her, she is simply devil!

I had just gotten some spirits up, but her smile destroyed them all. I slowed down and calmed myself, thinking: You naughty girl, let's see who can beat who, just wait and see.

Although he said this, he was actually nervous. I know my strength is almost exhausted, but I have met my match today, and I cannot lose face in front of a girl who is not even 18 years old. At this point there has to be a result. How embarrassing would it be if the female boss knew that I had surrendered to her subordinates? Isn't it that men just want to save face? I gritted my teeth and said breathlessly: Can I enter through the back door?

Answer: I knew you were not a good person. If the boss lady hadn’t forced me to come, I would not have come. You have just done it once, and if we do it with you the second time, you won’t come out easily without going all out. It's my bad luck.

He pushed me away and went to the bathroom. I thought she was angry and wanted to leave, and was wondering how to give her the money, when she came back and her lower body was still wet. It turned out that she had gone to wash it. I thought there was a way, so I lay on the bed and peeled off the condom that had been worn thin, took the opportunity to tidy myself up, and saw what she would do next.

She sat on the edge of the bed, took out another condom and put it on me with a little hesitation, then applied oil and lay on the edge of the bed, looked back at me and said: Don’t you think my front is loose and you can’t feel it? Come on, the back is much tighter than the front, it will make you feel very comfortable.

Seeing her like this, I felt a little embarrassed and just lay there without moving. She lay there for a while, and when she saw that I didn't move, she tilted her head and reached out to pull me, saying: Come on, it's getting late, and you're occupying the room so others can't come. Don't you want to take the back door? What are you waiting for?

She was a little impatient. I really didn't understand how the world had become like this? It seems like I have become a duck!

I've said it, how can I not do it? I got out of bed and went into battle with my gun. The moment I pushed in, her body twisted, and then all I could hear was her even breathing. It is actually more exciting for a woman when a man goes through the back door than when he goes through the front door. Her body swayed slightly, and we both held our breasts with our hands, gently patted her buttocks with our lower abdomens, and thrust in and out rhythmically. It is no exaggeration to say that his backdoor is the best I have ever done. It's just the right amount of looseness, smooth and clean, and she can contract it so easily, it feels great. After a while, my breathing became rapid and she also increased the amplitude of her swing, waiting for the moment of victory to arrive.

After several strong shakes, semen spurted out wildly like an Iraqi oil well in the war. I lay on her back and collapsed on the edge of the bed, not getting up for a long time.

I don’t know how long it was before I heard her say weakly: Are you feeling better? I bet this is the most you've ever ejaculated and the most comfortable one for you. How about it? Do you dare?

I am speechless. I secretly complained: She is right. This girl is quite amazing. If it weren’t for the few years of training in Shenzhen, we would have been defeated today! It seems that we still have to keep a low profile.

I pulled out my flaccid cock, took off the condom, weighed it and handed it to her, saying: If you can eat it, I think our day will be complete.

Without even blinking, she took it, tilted her head back, poured it into her mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

I was stunned. I wanted to embarrass her so as to gain the upper hand psychologically, but I didn't expect that she would intimidate me instead. I was completely convinced. Without saying a word, he took out five sheets and threw them on the coffee table. He didn't even bother washing them. He put on his clothes and turned around and left.

On the way back, I walked unsteadily and didn't even have the energy to go into the store and say hello to the female boss. When have I ever been so miserable? Where has the wisdom and experience of the past gone? I didn't know whether to feel ashamed or depressed. Today is an extraordinary and unforgettable day!

2nd Floor:

After returning home in a mess that day, I washed my body carefully and should have had a good sleep, but the unprecedented pleasure and sense of failure I just experienced were like a double-edged sword torturing me, and I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. His self-proclaimed strong will and extraordinary life experience were destroyed by an unknown woman. It’s so hard to be a human being! Being a man is harder! We had weathered all the storms and waves, but we didn't expect that the boat would capsize in a ditch. During the few years in Shenzhen, I have seen a lot of big scenes and been to many high-end places, including famous places such as Sunshine's "JJ", Xindu's "Oriental Princess", Xiangmi Lake, Shenzhen Bay, and I have also had fierce battles in bed with so-called stunning women recognized by the society. Regardless of how much money I spent, I was always the winner in spirit and left with my head held high.

One failure dampened my spirit. The feeling of failure hung over me for the next week, and my whole body (including my penis) became impotent. People who know me always ask me how come a workaholic is also exhausted? Despite this, I still can't forget the beautiful female boss in my heart. I don't know what happened there after I left that day, but I know that she was definitely interested in me, otherwise she wouldn't have talked to me so much, and the tone of her voice was also very special.

I finally made it to the weekend. I declined my friend's invitation, went home after get off work, changed my clothes, and went straight to the hair salon. When I came to the turning, I began to hesitate. I want to see her (the female boss), but I'm afraid to see her (Xiao Hong). If I see Xiao Hong, I will be so ashamed. Who would have thought that such a veteran in the sex industry would fall into the hands of a young girl.

Fortunately, Xiao Ye was the only one in the hair salon. Xiao Ye said that everyone else had been called out to eat by some boss and would not be back until a while. I asked Xiaoye again: Where is the boss?

Xiao Ye replied: Are you talking about Sister Rong? Why are you asking her? Sister Rong said she doesn’t want to see you again.

(I only now know that the female boss is Sister Rong)

I quickly asked: Why? I didn't provoke her, I paid all the money I should have paid, and I didn't default on it. Is business bad? That has nothing to do with me.

Xiao Ye stopped talking. I teased her on purpose: They are all not here, so you did it?

She turned her back and ignored me. I touched her hair and said with pretended affection: I missed you a lot after not seeing you for a few days. How about we do it again? Let me take good care of you?

She pushed my hand away and glanced at me: Forget it, you are not a nice person. A few more girls are here. Go find them later. I can't afford to serve you. After saying that, he went out to hang up the towel.

Now that you are here, you must find out the whereabouts of the female boss. I ran out of the door and asked: Where is Xiaohong?

When she heard me mention Xiaohong, she became a little more energetic: You said that slut was chased away by Sister Rong the next day. how? Still want to find her? Is she to your taste?

When Xiao Ye said this, he seemed a little gloating and rolled his eyes at me. It was clearly written on his face: Aren’t you awesome? You can mess with me, but you can't do that with her, right? She should be the one to deal with a man like you.

I felt relieved when I heard that Xiaohong had passed away. I didn't want to argue with her, so I just agreed with her and said: Yes! yes! She is much more capable than you. What did she tell you? Also, where did she go?

As they were talking, Sister Rong came back. I was overjoyed to see her. He hurried forward to greet him and said: Boss, your business is booming!

She said indifferently: What a rare guest, I haven't seen you for a few days and you have become rich. The tie is tied, who are you planning to pick up next?

I was stunned, and then went straight to the point: I'm here to pick you up today! Ha ha!

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She paused and lowered her head slightly. Xiao Ye walked away tactfully.

A ray of setting sun shines through the treetops between the buildings and onto the door of the hair salon. I looked up and saw that she looked completely different in the sunset than when I first met her. She was wearing high-end professional women's clothing, a short suit with a mid-length skirt, revealing her slender legs; her long hair and light makeup set off her particularly distinct facial features; her delicate and hesitant demeanor made her already charming expression even more rich and moving; her height of 1.7 meters was definitely tall among southern women, and with a pair of high-heeled rocket shoes, she looked even more graceful and charming.

I said: I was just joking, I just want the boss to wash my hair himself.

Then I asked her: What's the good news that makes you dress so beautifully today?

We went back to the store together, and she sat on the sofa, sorting out clothes and said: I'm so happy about you!

I quickly played dumb and said: Yes, it’s washing my hair. I can’t stand it if you don’t wash it for me?

She was amused by me. Without saying a word, I sat on the special chair for washing hair, turned around and said: Come on, what are you waiting for?

She sighed, stood up and looked outside the store, then reluctantly started washing my hair. Her expressive face in the mirror became complicated. She didn't say anything and I didn't ask any more questions. I guessed for a long time and stopped myself several times when I wanted to ask, for fear that I might say too much and fail at the critical moment. After washing their hair for more than ten minutes, both of them became mute. But the boss is the boss. He washes my hair neatly and carefully, and it is really comfortable.

It's time to flush again, and I'm wondering what she will ask me. It would be great if I could also loosen my bones. Unexpectedly, she didn't say anything. She wiped the water off with a towel and sent me back to the chair to start a head massage. I was very disappointed but still didn't give up. I turned to her and said: You've been busy for a week and you're very tired. Please relax your whole body.

She wanted to call Xiaoye, but I stopped her and said: She is not good at all. She just tried to massage me last time. Can you try to massage her?

She said: If you are tired, then I am not tired too? I just came back from Shantou and came here without even changing my clothes. Who else can I find to loosen my bones?

Once she speaks, things become easier. He hurriedly said: How about this, let’s not go upstairs and just relax here, okay?

Without waiting for her answer, he went into the inner room first. She hesitated for a moment, then went out to call Xiaoye to come back to look after the store, and then came in. I breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of pride was clearly visible on my face. He smiled and said: It’s not easy to enjoy the boss’s service, you have to fight for it yourself.

After she came into the room, her face looked much calmer. She took off her coat first, then moved a stool and sat beside the bed. She was probably a little nervous and looked at me blankly. Before she could make a move, I grabbed her hand and whispered: If you are tired, don't move. I asked you to relax your bones because I want to talk to you alone, nothing else.

She didn't pull her hand back, and let me hold and caress it. Her palms were soft and her fingers were slender, and it was exaggerated to say that they were a pair of hands for playing the violin or the piano. After a few minutes of stalemate, her palms were sweating, and I held her hands and stroked my face. I really can't put it down (this word is the most appropriate for this purpose).

After a while, she seemed to relax a lot and asked me in a low voice: Why haven't you come for so many days? What are you busy with?

I said: I usually come back very late and am in a hurry when I get home. It’s better to have more time on the weekends and do whatever you want.

She added: Actually, I was not here these few days. Xiaoye and I went to Shantou. She came back the day before yesterday.

I quickly said: Yes, what am I here for if you are not here?

She smiled slightly: Stop talking so sweetly, all men are like this. Are you here just to see me? If you came to see me, you would have left without even saying hello that night. I called you when I saw you at the intersection, but you ignored me. Is there someone waiting for you at home?

After hearing what she said, I seemed to think that someone called me when I went back home that day, but at that time I didn't care who called me. I knew what she meant, so I deliberately said: What are you calling me for? All the ladies here are experts. No matter how powerful a man is, he is still a human being when he comes in, but becomes bones when he leaves. I was lucky that day, otherwise I would have had to spend the night in the room upstairs. After I said that, I laughed first.

She said angrily: How dare you say that to me? You did two in one night, you deserve to be exhausted. If you bring Xiaoye back to his senses, he won't want to go on stage again. And that slut, she didn't come out after you left, and she didn't get up even after you called her several times, and she slept until the next afternoon. It's all your fault. You still say there is a ghost here. You are the ghost.

When I heard this, I laughed in my heart. Now the boss knows how powerful I am! Strike while the iron is hot, I pulled her into my arms, touched her back, and whispered: They are all too young, I can't let go, I think you are much better than them, right?

She stepped back a little and looked at me in the dim light as if she didn't recognize me. I said: It's not okay to look up, the key is to look down. I took her hand and moved it down. She wanted to take it away, but I held her down. Although there was clothes between us, the hand still felt good, and the penis was almost hard after a few gentle strokes. She subconsciously began to rub my cock, I held her face and looked at it carefully, then slowly moved it to my chest. I knew that with my step-by-step attacks, she had no way to retreat, and this was the perfect opportunity for me to succeed. I touched her breasts through her clothes. They were full, elastic and felt good. He reached his hand into her clothes and continued to caress her. The feeling was more real. Her nipples were small and hard, with obvious signs of having been sucked. She did not refuse, but leaned over with her whole body. I went further and wanted to touch her private parts, but she shook her head and said: Stop it, it hurts.

I said: How about going upstairs?

She said: No. There is someone upstairs. It's a Hong Kong guy who is playing with three girls.

I said: Three flying? It's more serious than mine. Call an ambulance quickly and don't let anyone get killed.

She said: What nonsense! I think that man took some medicine. He didn't drink any alcohol but his face was red. He is about your age. I guess it will take until midnight to come out. I'll jerk you off right here.

I said: That’s good, but what if I can’t type it out?

She looked at me sideways, as if she didn't believe it, and before I could say anything more, she had already unbuttoned my pants. I thought to myself, you can’t get it out even if you use your hands or your mouth, and I won’t leave until it comes out.

After several rounds, she changed hands and applied oil, but the penis remained hard, but there was no sign of ejaculation. I said: Try it with your mouth?

She shook her head helplessly, sniffed it first, then leaned over and started giving him a blowjob. I never expected her to be like this, so I didn't hesitate and put my hand into her panties to touch her. Before I touched the flesh, I felt the water flowing out. I said: Please wipe it off, don't dirty your new clothes (actually I was afraid of getting my hands dirty). She smiled embarrassedly and handed me the paper. I wiped it thoroughly and it was finally clean. Don't be fooled by her big stature, her vagina is not big, and there are not many pubic hairs. They are soft and sparse. I could directly touch the slightly protruding labia minora, and with a squeeze of my fingers I reached the vaginal opening. Even though I had just wiped it, there was still a lot of water there. I used the water to rub her clitoris with my middle finger, and moved my index finger and ring finger back and forth in the groove of her labia majora and minora (experience tells me that is the most stimulating). Her will, spirit and body completely collapsed under my fierce attack. The mouth that was holding my cock stopped working and was half open with drool. Her bent body rhythmically matched my kneading and she almost collapsed on the stool. Seeing her like that, I got up and carried her to the bed, then quickly lifted up her skirt and took off her stockings and panties, all in one smooth action. She was trembling all over, without struggling, and lay half-naked in front of me with her eyes closed. I really don't know whether she is unable to resist or is looking forward to me fucking her.

I didn't act rashly. I walked barefoot to the door of the house and looked outside through the small window with a curtain on the door: it was already dark, the lights were on in the shop, two girls who had returned were washing hair for customers, speaking "bird language" that I still can't understand (forgive my rudeness, but it's not derogatory at all). Xiaoye was still sitting on the sofa watching TV. I know very well that the store is not as safe as upstairs. Something might happen at any time, and it cannot be resisted by a few girls outside. Moreover, doing it here is very quick and it is hard to enjoy it. Besides, doing it with the girls goes upstairs, but doing it with the boss is here, so I feel a little unbalanced. However, if I don’t do it today, will there be another chance in the future? After much consideration, I decided to do it first and talk about it later. After doing it once, why should I be afraid that there won’t be a second time?

Now that I have eliminated my worries, I feel much bolder. I held her plump breasts in my hands, kneading them and fiddling with her nipples with my fingers, then leaned over and kissed her ears and neck, and she made a hissing sound from time to time. The foreplay was almost over, and I asked her: Where is the condom?

She said: There are none here, they are all upstairs. I said again: Do you still need condoms?

She said: Just don't harm me.

At this moment, my blood was really boiling. Before I could think too much, I rushed forward, held the gun steady and went straight to Huanglong. At first she remained calm, but after a while she couldn't hold back the screams, whimpering like crying, her body swinging wildly, her hunger and greed revealing as if she wanted to eat me in one bite, she pushed the bed hard with her feet, pushed her butt upwards, and made up and down rotation movements with my cock as the axis (only then could a woman do such a difficult movement). I was really afraid that I would ejaculate before I could feel the feeling inside her, which would be too worthless. I quickly adjusted my body position to reduce the stimulation of her vagina on me, and then slowly thrust in and out following her movements. To be honest, apart from the unusually large amount of water down there, she was no different from an ordinary young woman. It was just the right amount of tightness and softness when inserted into her, and although it was very comfortable, it was very different from what I had imagined beforehand.

The weakness of human nature is that when people yearn for something, they think it is very good and perfect, but when they get it, they feel that it is just so-so. Especially for men, how excited are they when their penis is inserted into a woman's vagina and stirs inside? How refreshing does it feel? Each of them is a conqueror and a man of integrity. But once the penis has ejaculated and slips out of the vagina limply, no one can resist the frustration and fatigue that follows. At this time, the man's brain is clear, but his thinking is confused. On the one hand, they become indifferent to everything in the world and lose interest in everything. On the other hand, the momentary passion turns all men into philosophers, as if they have seen through the laws of the universe and the essence of nature. This just confirms the Buddhist philosophy that "form is emptiness, emptiness is form."

She was still swinging her body vigorously, her hands constantly touching my face or hugging my buttocks. She seemed very excited and at a loss, and was simply in a state of self-forgetfulness. I couldn't imagine what it was like for her to have sex with her husband, but her body language told me that her consciousness could no longer control her behavior. I don't want to use the word "slutty" to describe her appearance at this moment. In my mind, she is still a good girl, not a prostitute. Her behavior was quite coquettish, but it was normal for a mature woman who had given birth to a child. I thought at that time that I must feed her well today and make her feel satisfied (not because I am noble, but because she needs it so much). I tried my best to suppress my passion, distracted myself by looking at the clock on the wall, minimized the stimulation her body gave me, prepared for a protracted battle, and cooperated with her to my full extent.

After a burst of rapid breathing, she hugged my neck, lowered her raised buttocks, raised her legs and clamped my body tightly under her crotch, keeping my cock against her cervix. I wanted to stroke my cock and ejaculate, but my body was strangled by her legs and I couldn't move at all. When she loosened her hands and legs that were restraining my body, a string of tears flowed from her eyes. She cried, cried very emotionally. Her crying was so loud that people outside the store might have heard it. Startled by the crying, Xiao Ye pushed the door open. She was very calm in the face of the situation. She closed the door and walked lightly to the bed. She wiped the tears from the female boss's face with the tissue under the pillow. She pushed me and whispered: Brother, can you come down? Sister Rong just came back today and is in a bad mood. Don't mind her.

I was extremely embarrassed. My penis had become limp from the crying and I couldn't do it unless I got it down. Even if my penis could do it, I wouldn't have been able to continue. I didn't even bother to wipe it, I quickly put on my pants and stood aside. Thinking about how Xiao Ye came in and I was still lying on a crying woman, I was really in a dilemma and didn't know what to do. I have been in the world of lust for many years, but have I ever encountered anything like this? I got dressed and prepared to go out, but Xiao Ye stopped me and said, "Brother, don't go."

I thought she meant that I couldn't leave without paying, and just as I was about to take out the money, Sister Rong spoke up: Brother, can you wait for me to get dressed and go out together?

Only then did I realize that her lower body was still naked. I smiled and said: I haven’t eaten yet, let’s go have a midnight snack together. Xiao Ye said: We haven’t eaten yet. Sister Rong will treat us later. Let’s go together.

Sister Rong was still sobbing, but she seemed to have calmed down a lot. I also came to the bed and comforted her softly: If you don’t want to, just tell her, I won’t force you.

As soon as she finished speaking she started crying again. Xiao Ye quickly pulled me to sit on the stool and said: There are some things you don’t know, so don’t say anything, just take a rest.

Xiaoye brought water and helped her wash and dress up. After everything was ready, the three of them came out. I still can't forget the look in those lustful eyes when I opened the door. I walked out, and she was helped out by Xiaoye.

We had dinner at a small restaurant nearby, and Xiao Ye paid for the meal. On the way back, Sister Rong said to Xiao Ye: I am not going back to the store, I want to walk with big brother (even the way he addressed me has changed), and then I will go straight home in a while.

Xiao Ye said: You guys go ahead, I'll go to the store to take a look, there isn't much work so I'll go back early.

To avoid possible acquaintances, I took her on a small path. I said a lot and asked a lot along the way, but she said nothing, at most she just made some "hmm" and "ah" sounds. When we walked around and returned to the street where the hair salon was, I said: You are in a bad mood, go home and rest early, I will come again when I have time.

She stood there without moving, looked at me and said: If you have something to do, go and do it. If you don’t, just take a walk.

I said nothing and followed her in another direction. After walking about one stop, we arrived at a residential area. She said: Xiaoye and I live here. This is a house I rented. Let's go and have some tea.

Judging from the tone of her voice, it was half an invitation and half an order. Faced with such a sudden change, what else could I say? The extinguished fire of desire was rekindled.

Seeing that I agreed to have tea, a smile appeared on her face.

The house is on the top floor, with a one-bedroom and one-living room layout, complete facilities, a large bedroom with a big bed, very tidy. It is completely different from the furnishings in the artillery chamber, and it really feels like home.

The room was very hot, and she came in and took off everything except her bra and panties. I also took off my outer clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her lustfully. I wondered whether I should wait for her call or take the initiative to rush forward. Actually, what I thought was unnecessary. Everything became clear to me as she proceeded to take off all her clothes and asked me to join her in the shower.

Seeing that I was still hesitating, she smiled and said: Xiaoye and I are the only ones who know about this. My husband and no one in the store knows about it, so don't worry.

Then he said: Xiao Ye and I agreed that no one is allowed to bring men here, alas! I let you break the rules today.

As I was taking off my clothes, I said: It turns out that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, so is there any room somewhere?

She smiled bitterly and said: You men are so greedy that you keep a mistress, and you want to keep a third mistress. How can you handle it?

After saying that, he turned and went to the bathroom. Not wanting to be left behind, I was soon naked as well. While taking a shower, I kept teasing her sensitive parts with my hands. She protected them with her hands and giggled. After taking a shower and returning to the bed, I was really impatient and my hands and mouth were busy. She leaned on my chest, held down my moving hands, and said: Can you listen to me before you move?

Then he added: Since you are here, don't leave at night. There is plenty of time. Don't say you are not in good health when the time comes.

I heard that I don't have to leave at night, which of course I would love to do. But I'm not sure how much money I should bring with me, because if I don't have enough money, I'll be in trouble. She stroked her pubic hair and said with emotion: I haven't touched a man for more than half a year, and I miss him so much. If I didn't miss him so much, I wouldn't let you touch me today. After saying that, he put his head in my arms and hugged me tightly.

This was what I expected and I didn't find it strange. A normal woman doesn't have so much water. She went on to say: I don’t know what happened at that time, it felt like I was struck by lightning, and I couldn’t control my emotions. I wanted to cry, and I had to cry loudly, as if I would suffocate to death if I didn’t cry.

I find this quite interesting. I said: Have you never had this feeling before?

She said: You treat me like a piece of wood. I had feelings for you in the past, but they were different from today and not as strong as this. Sometimes the feeling is just a flash by.

I said: Isn’t that right? Seeing that your movements today are both standard and skillful, you are definitely a veteran.

She said: After we got married, my husband didn't know how to do anything and just did things recklessly, so I was very unrestrained. He was quite happy about it and I felt very good too. Things changed after having a child. When I wanted to, he didn't want to. When he wanted to, he would just force himself on me. After a long time, I didn't feel anything anymore. If I had the energy, I would just move a few times. If I didn't have the energy, I would just wait for him to finish. From then on, I had to listen to him in everything. He did whatever he wanted, so why would he care about me? His penis couldn't get hard by taking medicine, so it only took two or three minutes, and he ejaculated before I could even ejaculate. Sometimes it happens several times a night. After a while, I gave up. I don’t feel anything whether he does it or not, and I don’t want to do it. He probably found it boring after more than half a year and didn't even touch me.

Even though I was listening to her, I was still eager to fuck her. I didn't let go in the hair salon, but I had no reservations at her home. I understood the purpose of her words, she just wanted to let me know that she was not a prostitute and she was not doing it for money, but for her own physiological needs. Hearing her words was like taking a reassurance pill for me. It seemed that how much money I had on me was no longer important.

I lay on her sideways, holding her and kissing her with one hand, pinching and spanking her butt with the other hand, and pressing one leg on her, constantly scratching her vagina with the thick hair on my calf. Soon she couldn't bear it anymore, and her body began to squirm from light to heavy. My cock also grew hard from soft, and it hit the soft skin of her ribs again and again. I noticed that her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth was half open, and her originally coordinated facial features were somewhat distorted. She was probably already intoxicated before I even penetrated her body.

There is a huge difference between having it done at home and at a salon. Without tension and rush, people are completely relaxed, and their minds focus more on a mood and heartfelt feelings. Both physical and mental desires can be released to the maximum extent. I feel that at this time sex has become a subsidiary of love, and the process is more important than the result. Except for my wife, I dare not say the word love to any other woman, and I never say the word love. With them, it is only affection and more importantly, sex. For men, love is too heavy. Just think about it, how many good men have been crushed by the word love. Life is already difficult, why make yourself more tired?

Just as she was about to enter the port, her cell phone rang. It was Xiaoye who called. She said there weren't many customers in the store and she would be back soon. I looked embarrassed, but she said casually: There are some things you don't know. Even though we have different surnames, we have known each other for almost two years and we are closer than sisters (I could see it from the way they talked when we were having dinner together).

Then she added: You have done this before, so you know it all. I know her vagina is tighter than mine and there is more fluid in it. Didn’t you praise her for being nice that day? When she comes and wants to do it with you, I will let her. If she wants to do it together, that's fine too. How about it?

When I heard that we could have a threesome, I naturally said nothing and quickly got into the mood. Before she was ready, I let go and charged into the enemy camp, with my cock rushing around left and right, as if it was in an empty place, and I rushed in until the stream of water flowed like a river, and the bed was a mess. She raised her butt as high as she could to cater to me, humming softly, and was very into the subject. But I am different. No matter how you move or shout, I won't listen or think about it. I concentrate on experiencing the pleasure of sex and the feeling of the cock inside me, and firmly grasp the initiative. The purpose is to effectively control the timing of ejaculation and prolong the duration of sex. Once a woman takes the initiative, the man may ejaculate at any time. While I was thrusting in and out, I was also trying to figure out her habitual movements during sex, observing the speed, distance, and swinging amplitude of her movements as she coordinated with my movements, and also paying attention to the changes in her physical strength. A woman's physical strength and orgasm are closely related. Many women can reach orgasm, but they don't know the key points of the movements. They move violently as soon as the man penetrates them. As a result, they almost reach orgasm, but they have no physical strength left, leaving them with regrets. Also, women consume much more calories during sexual intercourse than men. They are actually struggling hard under men and achieve orgasm during the intense struggle. As far as I know, a woman's physical strength determines her sexual desire, which in turn determines the number of times she can orgasm. It is not easy for a woman to have three consecutive orgasms during one intercourse.

In order to be able to have a threesome, I took it easy, tried to conserve my energy as much as possible, and let her struggle on her own. This lasted for about ten minutes. She hummed twice as hard as she did in the hair salon, then hugged me and collapsed on the bed. There was silence in the room, deathly silence. She was like a lamb to the slaughter, and fell into a deep sleep after being extremely tired. I originally thought that she would have a good time with me, but she was so useless that she gave up before I even started to exert any strength. There was no point in doing it anymore, so I had to get up, take a shower and wait for Xiaoye to come back.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Xiaoye came back. I heard the door open and quickly hid behind the kitchen door. She entered the house without any preparation. She didn't even enter the room. She stripped herself in the living room and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower. I rushed in just as she was still confused when she saw the water stains on the ground. She was so scared that she almost sat on the ground. I hugged her from behind and kissed her back. She calmed down after she saw it was me. She touched my butt and said: Sister Rong is asleep?

I said: Yes, she is not well, so I have to wait for you.

She said: I guess you came back with her. Do you know? She said she would ignore you, but she still missed you in her heart. When she came back to see me, she asked me if you had been there. That day you and that bitch were upstairs and she ran to find you three times and waited for you for more than an hour. You too, you just left without saying a word. You can imagine how angry she was, but she couldn't show it, so she chased that bitch away and went back home. You came today, I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t come.

I said half-jokingly: Really? Don't say anything nice, you just want to get me drunk so you can drain me dry, right?

She shook off my hand and said while washing: Believe it or not.

When I saw that she had nothing to say, I helped her wash and tickled her with my hands. She giggled and said, "Brother, how is my sister Rong?"

I said: It's fine, but I'm not good in bed. I collapsed before I could do anything. I have never seen a woman like her. You are better than her, right?

When we returned to the room, Sister Rong was still sleeping naked on her back. I ignored her and rolled onto the bed with Xiao Ye in my arms. When she and I were doing it in the love room last week, she had changed in every way. She was much more relaxed, without any shyness or affectation. We were flirting and laughing like lovers. Sister Rong turned over, gave up most of the bed, and fell asleep again quietly.

The semen that had not been ejaculated several times was messing around in the body again, and my hard cock was also getting angry. I didn't hesitate to push it into Xiaoye's vagina, pumping hard, feeling and enjoying it. Sister Rong was right. Xiaoye’s vagina was much tighter than hers, and there was a lot of moisture in it. The feeling of having his cock tightly clamped was very comfortable and pleasurable. Women who know me say I'm a silent pistol, but today I couldn't help but moan. I was very excited and touched Sister Rong's vagina casually. Haha, it was still wet. When I touched it carefully, I could feel water flowing inside. I knew she was pretending to sleep, so I turned over without saying anything, held her down and pushed into her from behind, and then I started to thrust wildly again. She lay there moaning, and Xiao Ye sat beside her and watched.

This time gave me a new understanding of women. The vagina of a woman who has given birth is different from that of a woman who has not given birth. In addition to tightness, there is also depth. The former is loose and shallow, while the latter is tight and deep. It is even more obvious today when compared. In the past, the threesomes I had were all girls in their teens or twenties, and we used condoms, so although I could feel some tightness, it wasn’t too obvious. Today, we were doing it for real, and it felt different. After fucking for a while, I came back to fuck Xiaoye. She was still humming slowly and leisurely. I only saw her excitement, but I didn't see her struggling for orgasm. She was indeed too young, or she simply didn't know what the supreme orgasm for women was.

One of the characteristics of men is the desire to conquer. The satisfaction of men's desire to conquer, besides seeing how many offspring they leave behind, is also seeing the screams of the conquered woman under them when she reaches orgasm.

Therefore, I still feel that I feel more conquered when I fuck Sister Rong. I lie on top of her most of the time, and then I switch partners when I feel that she is loose inside. I don’t know how many times we took turns until I was too tired to get up. I reluctantly ejaculated into Xiaoye’s vagina, and then fell asleep without caring about anything else.

In a daze, I felt the headlights come on for a while and then go out. They were talking about something. Someone wiped my penis with light and gentle hands. After that, I knew nothing. When they woke up, they were still watching TV naked. Seeing that I woke up, Xiaoye handed me a bottle of mineral water. I drank a few sips and put it on the small cabinet next to the bed. I suddenly felt much more energetic. I naughtily fiddled with one of their breasts with one hand each, hoping to arouse their sexual desire so that I could score a second goal and add icing on the cake.

Unexpectedly, what happened next was completely opposite to what I had imagined. I heard the most bizarre, tragic and beautiful story I have ever heard in my life, the story between Xiao Ye and the two of them.

(The story is too long, so I won’t describe it in detail. I will tell it when I write about Xiaoye in detail.)

Simply put, Xiao Ye is the mistress of Sister Rong's husband. She is not yet twenty years old, but she is different from ordinary mistresses. Other mistresses are kept outside, but Xiao Ye is arranged by Sister Rong and raised at home. The big breast and the mistress are actually like real sisters.

After listening to their stories, I couldn't help but look at them in a different light, or even a completely new light. I was so moved by their stories that I inadvertently fell into the quagmire and couldn't extricate myself. Why! Who says I am a man too?

That night, I played with the two sisters all night long. Taking off the mask on your face, tearing off the disguise on your body, and fighting for pure sexual desire, that feeling is probably something that most people have never experienced. Only when you focus all your attention on your sexual organs can you experience the true meaning of sex. That night I truly experienced it on these sisters. The tightness or depth of the vagina at that time were no longer important. What was there was only the unity of man and sex, and the state of ecstasy that cannot be expressed in words but only understood.

The next morning, when I left them and went home, facing the rising sun and bathing in the breeze, I did not feel tired at all. Instead, I felt relaxed and energetic, which was really incredible.

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