The Bad, Bad, Beautiful Woman (Part 1) (Transformation Series Adult Novels)

I am 28 years old, divorced, and my daughter was awarded to her father by the court. I used to be a female worker in a textile factory, but since some foreign products entered the industry, there have been large-scale layoffs in the textile industry, and I was also caught up in the wave of layoffs.

Currently I live alone in the provincial capital.

In order to make a living, I have done many jobs, such as cleaner, dishwasher, working in a small factory, and even guarding the door. Now I am facing unemployment again. I want to apply for "minimum living security", but the labor department finally determined that I am "a person with working ability" and refused to approve it.

I feel like there is no way forward. …

I was walking alone on the road under the scorching sun. It was so hot that even the earth was soaked in oil.

I received my last month's salary from my boss. Now his face often appears in front of me. His disgusting face said to me coldly, "Sister Zhang, I can't do anything. Business is not good now, and I can't support so many people..."

I said nothing, picked up the pitiful little money and walked out resolutely.

I was very thirsty and wanted to buy some water, so I walked straight to a small stall. "Master, how much is a bottle of mineral water?"

I asked.

"Two dollars."

A man said, I held the money in my bag, my palms were slightly sweaty, and I thought to myself: Two yuan is enough for me to have a meal, so I'd better not buy it.

Thinking of this, I turned around and walked away. I heard a sarcastic voice behind me: "You didn't even buy a bottle of water. Why are you asking? You have nothing better to do..."

I have long been accustomed to such ridicule. This is the fate of the poor. Even the most despicable person can humiliate you as long as he is richer than you, and you still have to endure it.

I walked until I reached a park, and suddenly I noticed that a faucet for watering the flowers was not turned off. Looking at the water gushing out, I couldn't bear it any longer, so I quickly walked over, picked up the water pipe and drank it all in one breath! ah! So comfortable!

I looked at the lushly growing flowers and plants, and suddenly I felt that they were very happy, at least happier than me. When they were thirsty, they could drink water freely. When they were hungry, someone would fertilize them. They could thrive without worrying about anything. I felt that I was not as good as a blade of grass...

When I got home, I lay on the shabby sofa bed and counted the little money I had over and over again, but it was never enough, never enough!

This means I'm still going hungry! Suffering from poverty!

Sudden! I went crazy and smashed things in the room! I'll smash anything I can move! Smash this world!

Smash this society! This is a society where the poor have no way out! This is a society where people eat each other!

I laughed crazily and cried at the same time! I only have one word: hate!

After venting, I felt very comfortable and tired, and fell asleep on the ground...

When I woke up, the lights were already on. I turned on the light in the dark and found that the room was in a mess and I was very hungry. I cleaned up, put my clothes in order, picked up the money and walked out of the house. "Let's live one day at a time. I won't worry about tomorrow's affairs until tomorrow. At least I can eat my fill today!"

That’s what I thought.

There is a steamed bun shop opposite my building. I have lived here for several years, but I have never been inside. Today, I was attracted by the fragrant buns in the shop, so I walked into the shop.

Ah, there are so many people in the bun shop, men, women, young and old, of all kinds.

I sat down in a corner and ordered 8 buns. While I was waiting, I suddenly heard the voice of the person sitting behind me: "Come on, Lao Xu, let's have a drink... We are brothers... Hey! Why are you so worried? It's just that your son didn't do well in the college entrance examination... Don't worry about it... Let's go to Lao Liu's place to have some fun. I heard that he has a few new girls there... Hey, let me tell you, old, young, wild, and not-so-wild, all available!... I had some fun last time! Damn! It was so satisfying!..."

As I listened, an idea suddenly came to my mind... I pretended not to care and glanced back. There were two men in their 30s sitting behind me. The table was full of wine bottles. Both of them were dressed very fashionably, and you could tell at a glance that they were the kind of people who had some money.

After a while, my buns arrived and I ate them ravenously. When I was full, I paid for them. I no longer cared about the price. I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach and staggered out of the bun shop.

When I got home, I lay on the bed, thinking about what the two men had just said. "Is this really the only way for me to go? There must be other ways, there must be!"

I said this to myself. I thought about it carefully and finally thought of another way, but I was so scared that I broke out in a sweat! The other way is: death! …

No! I don’t want to die yet!

If you don't want to die, you have to find a way to survive! ………………

Now, I survived.

As night falls, the lights come on again.

I got up from the bed, took a shower first, and then made myself a delicious dinner. After eating, I took out a pair of popular black pantyhose from the drawer and put them on in front of the mirror. Wow! I looked at my beautiful lines, which were fully revealed in the black pantyhose. I couldn't help but touch my plump buttocks. The smooth and delicate feel wrapped in the tight stockings made me intoxicated. I then touched the front, my smooth belly, and my strong thighs. As I touched them, I felt my crotch slightly damp. With two heavy breasts and red nipples, I feel that I am not as good as those beautiful girls.

I gathered my hair and looked at my face. I saw a mature and charming woman. Ah!

I am very satisfied with myself.

I put on my bra. I heard it was made in Japan. The red bra made me more sexy. I put on a tight skirt over it. I like green, so I specially chose a green tight skirt.

"What shoes should I wear today? Last time, Professor Zhang said he likes girls who are sporty, so why don't I wear a pair of sneakers?"

I thought of this and found a pair of white sneakers to put on, so I was ready to go.

I took out a note from the company from my purse, and it read: Professor Zhang, 203, 2nd Gate, Huayindongli, 9pm to 9am. I looked at the time and it seemed okay, so I packed up and walked out of the house with my small purse. The company I work for now is called "Xiaojun Housekeeping Service Company". The regular business includes: cooking, cleaning rooms, caring for the elderly, nursing patients, etc., but more business is to provide special services to some middle-class people in society, of course, sexual services.

It was somewhat of luck that I was able to join this company. After a period of sex service training, I gradually came to the fore. Now, I can get a salary of more than 2,000 yuan from the company every month! Moreover, my skills are becoming more and more sophisticated.

As for Professor Zhang.

He is an old customer of mine. From the first time I went to his home to serve him, I have been there at least three times. Every time he can enjoy himself. He especially likes my bold and aggressive style. Of course, Professor Zhang is an even more generous person. With his professor position in the university, his monthly salary is as high as 8,000, so he gives me a lot of tips every time, which makes me very touched.

As I was thinking, I came to Professor Zhang's house.

I looked at the watch, it was exactly nine o'clock, the time when every household was sitting around the TV.

I knocked on the door gently. "Who is it?"

A middle-aged man's voice sounded inside.

"It's me, pussy."

I tried to speak as quietly as possible. "Biomaoer" was the name Professor Zhang gave me. He asked me to call myself "Biomaoer" every time I came to his house to provide services. The door opened, and a fat man appeared inside. He was Professor Zhang. Professor Zhang had a smile on his face and was only wearing pajamas. When Professor Zhang saw me coming, he hurriedly let me into the room and then locked the door.

The house where Professor Zhang lives is a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment provided by the school. It covers an area of ​​more than 90 square meters and is beautifully decorated.

As I walked in, I said, "Professor, what's going on? Is your wife on a business trip?"

Professor Zhang's wife is also a university lecturer and often travels on business, so Professor Zhang dared to ask me to come so boldly. However, I heard that Professor Zhang is a henpecked man and is often scolded by his wife.

Professor Zhang replied, "That old woman is finally on a business trip! How annoying! She keeps nagging me every day, saying you are so good and always do what I want."

After entering the room, I took off my hiking shoes. Professor Zhang's square hall was covered with thick carpet, which felt very soft to step on.

I sat on the carpet, Professor Zhang sat beside me, hugged me in his arms and whispered: "Bitch, I miss you so much these days! I miss you so much that I can't eat or sleep." I looked at Professor Zhang's chubby face like a little bird, pouted and said: "Professor, I miss you too, every day, thinking about the things we played before, thinking about those good times, let's not waste time, come on."

I seduced Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang seemed very excited and said, "How about we go horse riding?"

I said, "I don't mind playing anything, just don't let me leave you..."

Professor Zhang looked at me and pushed me down on the carpet...

I took off my skirt and bra, wearing only a pair of black pantyhose, and then I lay on the carpet waiting for Professor Zhang to ride on me. Professor Zhang seemed very devoted. He gathered my long hair together and tied it with a piece of wool, then walked out the door, picked up a pair of sneakers I was wearing, sniffed the shoe cradle carefully, and said disappointedly, "There is no smell, are they new shoes?"

I shook my hair and said, "Professor, you didn't let me wear old shoes. If I had known, I would have worn those shoes."

Professor Zhang suddenly smiled and said, "I've thought of this a long time ago. Come and see what I have prepared for you."

After saying that, Professor Zhang took out a pair of brown women's socks from his closet. I leaned over and smelled them, and they smelled a bit bad.

Professor Zhang said to me, "Come here, hold it in your mouth."

After saying that, Professor Zhang stuffed the toe of his sock into my little mouth. Then he turned around and "rode" on my back, pulling my gathered hair with his hands. Although he said he was riding, he was actually almost straddling my back, because Professor Zhang was quite heavy, and if he had put all of his weight on my back, I would have been crushed.

Professor Zhang pulled my hair and raised his hand to slap my plump butt tightly wrapped in black tights. "Pah!"

There was a loud and crisp sound, and Professor Zhang said excitedly: "Oh! Riding a big horse! Oh!"

I was crawling on the ground step by step with the smelly socks in my mouth. Professor Zhang happily fanned my fat butt with his hand. The room was filled with the crisp sound of "crackling" and the sound of my moans from being spanked.

I crawled around the room a few times, and Professor Zhang panted and said to me, "Stop, stop, let me rest for a while."

I stopped and Professor Zhang sat down on the carpet. He looked at me holding the stinky socks in my mouth and said with a smile, "This is really fun. Come on, take off the socks."

Professor Zhang rested for a while, stood up, took two bottles of soda from the refrigerator in the kitchen, opened one, and said to me, "Come on, Bizarre, come and have some drink." I walked over and drank the soda.

Professor Zhang took a rest and pulled out a long thin pole from under the bed. The pole was very thin but very long, and only gradually became a little thicker at the base. Professor Zhang asked me to bring in one of my hiking shoes. He used the pole to hold the hiking shoe and said to me, "Come on, let's play the "Monkey Light"

I smiled and hit him lightly and said, "You are so annoying. You let me play with this so soon."

Professor Zhang laughed and said, "I can't help it."

I stood on the carpet with my legs closed, then slowly bent down and supported the carpet with my hands, with my butt raised high in the air. Professor Zhang walked up to me, took off my black pantyhose a little, then patted my buttocks, spread my anus and inserted the thick end of the pole with the hiking shoes on it into my anus. After two attempts, it didn't go in, probably because my anus was too dry. Professor Zhang slowly spit on my anus, then dipped the thick end of the pole and poked it hard. With a "puff", the pole sank into my anus!

Professor Zhang is indeed worthy of being a university teacher. He can come up with such a lewd way of playing. In his eyes, women seem to be just a subject of his. I squatted on the carpet, swaying my hips slightly from side to side from time to time. I had to keep my balance and not let the rod in my asshole fall down or tilt.

Professor Zhang looked at me with satisfaction. He walked to the front of me and sat down. I lowered my head and tried hard to keep it. Professor Zhang smiled and said, "Bitch, your skills are getting better and better now!"

After that, Professor Zhang stretched out one of his feet in front of me and said, "Come! Nibble on my old foot!"

I opened my mouth and let Professor Zhang put his big toes into my mouth. His feet were very smelly and sour. I sucked his toes carefully. Professor Zhang laughed happily: "Good! Oh! Very good!"

Professor Zhang looked at me squatting on the ground in a lewd posture, with a pole inserted in my asshole and a worn-out shoe on the pole, and he was sucking his feet. Professor Zhang opened his pajamas, and his fat cock began to harden slightly.

This posture is really tiring! I felt my limbs starting to go numb from having to keep my balance and suck on my toes.

Fortunately, Professor Zhang let me go at this time. I lay on the carpet, panting. Professor Zhang rushed in front of me, straddled me, took my nipple in his mouth and sucked it vigorously, while he used his hand to dig into my pussy vigorously, "Puchi!"

“Puff!”

Gradually, the vagina began to become lubricated. I stroked Professor Zhang's cock with my little hand. It was chubby and fun. I said to him, "Professor, can I suck your cock?"

Professor Zhang said softly, "I hate you! I won't let you suck it."

I also said coquettishly: "No! I must suck your cock, let me suck it! Let me suck it!"

I hugged Professor Zhang's waist, and Professor Zhang struggled deliberately. I pressed him under my body, lowered my head and quickly picked up the head of his cock and began to lick it. My gentle and warm little mouth wrapped around the entire cock head. Professor Zhang enjoyed my service comfortably and hummed softly.

I gently touched his cock with the tip of my tongue. After several teasings, Professor Zhang's cock gradually became hard. His cock was short, thick, and very hard, like an iron nail. I licked the head of his cock for a while and then licked his balls. Professor Zhang hummed even more. His balls were very interesting, white and small, like a child's eggs. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took both cock and balls in at once.

Professor Zhang felt a little hot all over, and he caressed my body excitedly. I knew what to do and lay on him, put his dick into my vagina and started stroking it. "Puchi, puchi, puchi" Professor Zhang cooperated by thrusting his buttocks. I felt his dick rubbing back and forth in my vagina, but it was a little short and couldn't even reach the G-spot of my vagina. But I knew that my purpose here was to make the clients feel good and comfortable. As for my own feelings, they were secondary.

I pretended to be very excited and hummed: "Oh! Professor, your cock is so big! Oh! Fuck! Oh! Ah!"

Professor Zhang looked at my intoxicated look and fucked me even more excitedly!

Suddenly, Professor Zhang's eyes widened, Oh! I let out a cry and felt the cock inside me contract, and immediately the hot sperm spurted out.

After the climax, Professor Zhang panted tiredly. He wiped the sweat off his face and took two gulps of soda. I also wiped my lower body with a sanitary napkin and snuggled in his arms. Professor Zhang took a break and whispered to me, "Pussy, can you put on my old woman's clothes?"

I smiled softly, hit him lightly and said, "You're here again! Oh! I can't do anything about you."

Professor Zhang took out a set of clothes from the closet that his wife wore when she taught. It was a formal university lecturer's uniform made of high-quality fabric. I quickly put it on. Then Professor Zhang instructed me to style my hair as much as possible like his wife's, including stockings and high heels, and changed into his wife's set. Then I put on his wife's glasses, and the me in the mirror instantly turned into a university lecturer. Professor Zhang took out a manuscript from the study. This might be something his wife often used in her lectures.

After getting ready, the professor and I moved a chair and a table into the bathroom...

The bathroom in his house was large and well-equipped. I sat on a chair with a table in front of me. On the table was a very high-end small camera, the kind used at home. Professor Zhang looked at me excitedly. I straightened my posture and began to read the manuscript in my hand: "The reform of the market economy is an important step in the primary stage of socialism in our country... We must be unwavering... China must build a society with Chinese characteristics..."

The way Professor Zhang looked at me was as if I had become his old wife.

Professor Zhang had been standing in front of me while I was reading the manuscript, constantly stroking his dick. Suddenly, Professor Zhang said, "Oh!"

He groaned slightly, and his little cock thrust up, "Ziz!"

A stream of yellow urine spurted out! Yes! It was indeed a pool of hot urine.

Professor Zhang's urinating skills are very unique. His urine is hot and the force of the spray is great. The torrent of urine hits my face, hair, glasses and mouth directly. I can't dodge. As if nothing has happened, I continue to read aloud the manuscript in my hand with a serious expression and solemnly.

Professor Zhang urinated excitedly, trying to aim the urine at my small mouth, which was sometimes open and sometimes not. When I opened my mouth and began to read aloud, a stream of hot urine spurted in. I swallowed the urine while reading aloud: "China's current economic level...gulp...is still at the top of the world...gulp...we must...gulp..."

While urinating, Professor Zhang pervertedly shouted: "You damned old woman! I let you scold me! I let you hit me! I will piss you to death! I will drown you!"

After a hot pee, my hair and clothes were all wet with urine.