Life after winning the lottery (a martial arts science fiction adult novel)

If you have an eighteen-year-old daughter,
Life after winning the lottery Life after winning the lottery
Generally speaking, you should be at least 40 years old, but of course there are exceptions, and I am one of them.

I am 33 years old this year. I am the owner of a photography studio. I also own a lot of stocks and have a large amount of deposits in the bank.
There are also many property developers who open photo studios just for fun and do not worry about making money or losing money because they don't want to do nothing.

My wealth is not earned by myself. Seven years ago, I was still a white-collar worker living on a meager salary, but the god of luck came and I became a millionaire overnight. I won three million Canadian dollars in the Mark Six lottery.

At that time, I was already living with Jialun informally. She was the same age as me, a blonde young woman with a standard figure.
She came to my apartment every weekend and stayed overnight, and on Sundays she went to work to earn money and raise her eleven-year-old daughter. When she was fifteen, she met a bad man, who abandoned her and gave birth to a daughter.

After I became rich, I immediately moved to Richmond, the most prestigious area in Toronto.
HILL) bought a large house of more than 5,000 square feet with an indoor swimming pool and officially lived with Jialun. Her daughter, Ji Si, also entered an aristocratic school.

I provided for their best needs, but I did not marry Jialun. However, she was very satisfied and never forced me to marry her.

I used to work in an investment company and understood the art of investment, so I knew how to use funds well. After a few years, my assets had accumulated to five or six million, most of which were managed by investment companies. I am a photography enthusiast and have won many awards, so I opened a photography studio and hired two employees to make a living.

Last year, six years after I had lived with Jialun, I finally married her, and now I have a 17-year-old daughter.

Few people in Toronto have private indoor pools. In the summer, Ji Si often invites classmates to her home to swim.
Almost all the lakes and beaches near most cities are polluted and unsuitable for swimming, while the water quality in public swimming pools is complex. So, if there is a heat wave in Toronto, there will be pool parties almost every day. Jialun and I both like lively atmosphere. The swimming pool is taken care of regularly by a dedicated person, and there are two Filipino maids to take care of the housework so we don’t have to worry about anything.

Most of the classmates and friends invited by Ji Si were girls in their teens, with one or two boys occasionally. They all have fit bodies and are full of youth. I often sat by the pool admiring their graceful bodies and attractive curves, occasionally teasing them, but I never touched them inappropriately, nor did I show any ugly behavior. In addition, there was an endless supply of drinks and snacks.
So it is very popular with them.

Later, they asked me to allow them to hold a nude poolside party, but that's another story and I'll tell you more about it later.

Three months ago, it was Ji Si's eighteenth birthday, and we held a grand birthday party for her. She invited many friends and classmates, and her friends brought their friends. It was very lively, with nearly eighty people attending. The swimming pool, lobby, and game room were all crowded with people, almost all of whom were between fifteen and twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with more girls than boys. Jialun hired five maids to help, so I don't have to worry about it.

I chatted with a few young people by the swimming pool for a while, then remembered that I had a few important calls to return, so I went into my study.

That is my private space, a restricted area for everyone, including Jialun. There is a computer inside that stores all my business and personal data files; there are also high-end audio and video, TV recording and other equipment. Sometimes I watch adult movies here with my girlfriend. Of course there is also a small bedroom with an electric round bed, which is installed behind a hidden door.

After the call, I poured myself a glass of wine to relax.

The study is on the second floor, facing the swimming pool. You can see more than a dozen people playing in the water. Among them, several girls in bikinis are basking in the sun by the pool. They have well-proportioned bodies and attractive postures. I feel a little dazzled by the sight. I casually took out an X-rated album, which was full of photos of sexual intercourse between men and women. The female models in particular were all chosen from thousands, with very beautiful faces and first-rate figures. This is a high-priced product, published in Northern Europe and printed specifically for the high-consumption market. It is not a pirated book that sells for twenty or thirty yuan a copy on the street.

After flipping through a few pages, my organ swelled up involuntarily. I was wearing shorts, so it was easy to take it out and let "it" stretch as much as possible.

At this moment, a voice as sweet as a silver bell rang out from outside the door: "Sorry to bother you..."

I was startled and looked up. A blonde girl in a tiny bikini was standing outside the door. She was about the same age as Xisi, with a pair of big charming eyes and two provocative red lips. The small piece of cloth on her chest only covered half of her huge breasts. Two big nipples protruded under the thin cloth. The cloth covering her lower body was no larger than the palm of her hand. Ninety-five percent of her body was exposed to my eyes. The skin all over the body is smooth and tender, the bones and flesh are evenly proportioned, white with a rosy glow, and without any flaws.

"Excuse me, can I borrow your phone?" A pleasant voice came from between her sexy lips and pearly teeth. Her smiling eyes were filled with excitement, and a provocative smile hung at the corners of her mouth.

"Please feel free to use it." I quickly zipped up my pants, feeling very embarrassed, and asked her to walk into the study room. I pointed to the phone on the table, and she smiled sweetly, which could melt any man.

Looking at her perfect figure, I couldn't stop myself from imagining her naked body, and suddenly an idea came to my mind that I should convince her to take a series of nude photos with her.

It seemed like no one answered the number she dialed. She tried again, but still got no response. She made a helpless expression.

"I'm Hu Pu, Xisi's father. Are you Xisi's classmate?" I introduced myself.

"No, my sister is a classmate of Jisui. My name is Naniwa. I am not invited..."

"Don't say that. You are absolutely welcome. Your sister is my guest, and you are also my guest of honor." I poured her a glass of wine.

She took a sip, looked at me with a smile, and intentionally or unintentionally pushed her chest forward, her huge breasts almost bursting through her clothes.

"Mr. Hu, I know you are a photographer. I wonder if I am qualified to be your model?"

I was stunned for a moment, pretending to be a little hesitant, and looked at every inch of her body without hesitation. She clasped her hands together.
Stretch it high and place it behind your head, tilt your upper body slightly backward, and slowly turn around, posing like a professional model. I noticed that she was wearing a pair of special earrings with a devil's fork pattern, which gave her a spooky feeling.

"Miss, I'm taking nude photos for an adult magazine. Do you dare?" I teased her intentionally.

"You are a famous artist, you will definitely take beautiful photos. I don't mind taking off all my clothes." She smiled and added, "Do you want me to prove it to you now?"

I watched her reach out and unbutton her breasts, and two big, round, white balls popped out, with her pink nipples sticking out high. She gently held her breasts with both hands, wiped her nipples with her index fingers, and continued to take off the lower part of her bikini. Her hair was dark red, neither sparse nor thick, with a small tuft above her vulva.

She brushed her pubic hair, walked closer to me, only two inches away from me, and whispered, "I also know you have a secret. You will have special inspiration for the models you have made love with, and you can take pictures of them in their most beautiful way. Come,
Love me and find out what is most attractive about me. "

My mind raced, and I realized that my photography range was very wide, but I had only taken a limited number of photos of nude women. I never had the habit of having sex with models. I only asked several beloved girlfriends, with whom I had sexual relations, to take some nude photos, which I kept privately and had never made public. What's the purpose of this little girl taking off all her clothes in front of me?

I was about to ask what was going on when my lips were sealed by her mouth. She hugged me, teased the root of my tongue with the tip of her tongue, and pressed her lower body against my vulva, rubbing it gently. Although there was clothing between us, I could not help but slowly become excited. When it was quite hard, she let go of my mouth and untied my belt with a very skillful technique.
After taking out the strip of meat and playing with it, I couldn't help but touch her huge and firm breasts. In just one minute, I was as hard as iron and didn't bother to delve into her intentions.

After a while, she knelt down and ate my penis. She sucked and licked, bit and twisted it gently. I felt endless comfort, but I couldn't be passive all the time. I wanted to counterattack. However, this was not the right position. I secretly pressed the control on the desk, the secret door opened, and there was a comfortable round bed inside. I picked her up while she was surprised, walked into the bedroom, and we both fell on the bed.

I spread her legs wide open and rubbed them to my heart's content, stirring her vagina, concentrating on the flesh at the top of the vagina, making her wet with desire and full of lust. I am very good at this. In the past two years, I learned this technique from several women. No woman can survive my fierce attack.

Sure enough, she couldn't bear it any longer, so she turned over and pressed me down, putting her hole on my meat pole and moving it up and down. But it is very difficult for a woman to thrust on top, and she became weak after a short while, so I turned around and took the initiative.
I gave her as much pleasure as I could and changed several positions, causing her to reach so many peaks that she collapsed under me, gasping for breath.

Seeing that she was satisfied, I released myself, making myself comfortable, and then slowly softened. The greatest weakness of men.
After ejaculation, it takes some time before you can come again, unlike women who can do it more than ten times in a row without any change in expression.

When I began to retreat and was about to withdraw from her body, her vagina suddenly tightened and relaxed, massaging my penis, and she took my hand and placed it on her nipple. After a few strokes, I naturally responded again, but it was only half hard. She let me pull out, then turned around and squeezed my big breasts together like a hot dog with sausage. She then stretched out her tongue to lick my glans and rubbed it with her breasts. After a few moves, I was able to raise my head and stick out my tongue again.

"I won't lose to you this time. Let's see what I can do!" Her eyes were full of provocation.

She pressed me on top, adjusted her position, then put it on my penis and pumped it hard, sometimes stopping to contract and release her vagina to increase the stimulation, and sometimes pumping quickly. Finally, before I was about to ejaculate again, she left my body.
I replaced it with oral sex, and I ejaculated in her mouth, and she licked every drop clean.

I released my energy twice in a row and was extremely tired. My whole body felt limp and I fell asleep like a baby in just a few minutes.

When I woke up, the waves had gone away, and I was still lying naked on the bed. I quickly put on my clothes and went downstairs. The party was almost over. I couldn't find Langhua anywhere. I asked several people, but none of them had seen a woman who looked like Langhua. Xisi couldn't tell me who Langhua's sister was, and Langhua didn't tell me her sister's name. I regretted not turning on the video recorder in the small bedroom and recording everything.

I tried everything I could to find her, but I couldn't find her. I checked the guest list, asked the five waitresses who were invited to help, and asked other guests, but no one had seen the woman named Wave. I could not find any trace of her. It was as if she had never appeared at all. She was really like a wave, with water flowing to a peak, rushing in like a tidal wave, and leaving no trace afterwards.

I walked back to the study in bewilderment, lying on the round bed and recalling the joyous scene just now... Ah, what is stabbing me in the back?