In Ma Zhikai's home.
Although not a luxurious villa like the one belonging to former Director Kang De, it was still a rare detached house. At this moment, the sounds of a young girl's unbearable, somewhat distressed moans, like the chirping of a deer, echoed through the air.
A slender, snow-white, exquisitely beautiful girl, her body glistening with a faint, slippery sheen of sweat, as if polished jade, straddled a slightly plump body. She swayed seductively and lightly, her two long, white, jade-like legs trembling and rising and falling.
Her round, plump buttocks swayed back and forth, sometimes rising and falling, her postures varied as if she were dancing. But one thing remained constant: a thick, fleshy penis, sometimes submerged in her snowy crotch, sometimes parting her flower-like lips.
The sturdy bed legs creaked and groaned, almost making one worry it might collapse at any moment. The smooth, white buttocks were chafed red and stained with glistening vaginal fluid; with each rise and fall, thick, milky strands of fluid stretched between her buttocks and hips, creating an exceptionally erotic scene.
The sheets were extremely disheveled, stained with wet patches everywhere—some as if wet, some as if spilled milk—a horrifying mess.
Ma Zhikai's eyes widened like copper bells, his face bearing not only the dull weariness of a night of indulgence, but also a hint of barely perceptible fear…
Late that night, Miss Yu Tang suddenly showed up at his door. Ma Zhikai felt he would probably never forget what he had witnessed:
On a black, futuristic motorcycle, sat a naked, exquisitely beautiful young woman, her thick, cascading black hair slightly disheveled, draped over her fragrant shoulders and jade-like back. Her pair of breasts, like inverted jade bowls, were engorged and flushed, rounder and perkier than usual, their cherry-pink buds transformed into bright red plums, exceptionally eye-catching.
Between her thighs, a wet patch clung to her, her butterfly-shaped labia a vibrant, breathtaking red. A trickle of white fluid overflowed from the trailing moisture, flowing down her rounded thighs, past her knees, down her jade-like calves and ankles, onto her plump, lotus-petal-like feet. A single drop lingered on her toes, adorned with delicate, pale cherry-pink nail tips.
"Hold me…"
Yu Tang's cheeks were flushed, her eyes languid, and she gently bit her pink, diamond-like lips. Though a youthful and charming girl, she possessed the melancholy and longing of a widow, her eyes practically overflowing with tears.
Her slender arms rested weakly on the motorcycle's gas tank cap, her slender waist trembling as if about to break. She looked as if she were too weak to stand and could only be lifted down by the man.
Ma Zhikai's penis immediately hardened, its prominent tip especially noticeable beneath his nightgown.
If it weren't for the sheer awe and lewdness of the scene, and the fact that Yu Tang held a position more akin to "master" to him, he wouldn't have dared to approach directly.
Now, at Miss Yu Tang's command, the man immediately, his face flushed with lust, swung his large, erect penis and lifted her slender, graceful body into his arms. Her body was so soft, so hot!
The girl's body was covered in a thin layer of fine sweat, as if coated with delicate pearl powder, almost slippery to the touch.
More alluring than orchids and musk, her fragrance was as rich as being immersed in a sea of flowers, yet mixed with a faint, lewd scent, like ripe honey or crushed melon brewing wine, filling his nostrils and making Ma Zhikai incredibly hard.
Coming to his senses, Ma Zhikai felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, but it didn't seem to diminish his arousal... because he was currently using his large hands to spread the girl's snow-white thighs apart. Her fair buttocks were tightly pressed together on the motorcycle seat, and a faint pinkish tinge, with fine wrinkles, could be seen between her buttocks and near her perineum, hidden only slightly.
It was the girl's little anus!
But what was most alluring to Ma Zhikai was her rounded thighs, spread wide apart. Yu Tang's figure was slender and graceful, her waist as thin as an hourglass, but her breasts were particularly striking—full, perky, and rounded, like inverted jade bowls, the rims bulging proudly with fullness.
The cleavage was quite wide, revealing a clear V-shaped groove that extended down through the waist and ribs to the small navel. The full breasts resembled two sweet little melons, yet possessed a graceful, drooping charm.
However, to say the breasts were teardrop-shaped would be too pointed; the plump nipples stood high, almost like two cherry blossom peaks when viewed from the side.
Like these naturally fertile yet still immature breasts, somewhere between pointed shoots and teardrops, this alluring body was also eager to shed its girlish immaturity, possessing immense potential for growth.
But unlike the breasts, the girl's buttocks and thighs had already matured. Her snowy buttocks resembled full pears, their smooth curves folding at the waist, swelling and rounding like a balloon, coupled with her shapely, slender, and exquisitely curved legs.
Yu Tang's figure gave the impression that her lower body made up about 70% of her body, with the remainder featuring a tiny waist, fair breasts, and a slender frame that were no match for her. Only her broad shoulders and swan-like neck, along with her slightly upturned buttocks, matched her proportions, though still falling short in terms of fullness.
These breathtakingly long, shapely legs were spread wide, the muscles at the base of her thighs slightly taut, forming two white, rounded mounds. This made her hairless, tender vulva resemble a steaming hot bun. Her plump, delicate lips were slightly parted, tinged with a soft red, and glistening with her own juices.
Her thin, folded labia, like tender seaweed, bloomed like flowers. Swollen and translucent with her own juices, they were once drooping and dripping with white fluid, as if she were sitting on strands of syrup… Now, she was licked until she resembled a blooming crabapple, exceptionally alluring and beautiful.
No matter how hard the thick tongue scraped and sucked, it could still scrape out an incredibly thick nectar from between the two petals of her vulva.
The opening of her vagina opened and closed like a carp's mouth, the nectar gushing out incessantly. If the tongue was even slightly slow, it would flow down her buttocks and thighs onto the cushion, leaving a sticky, wet patch like rain – truly living up to her name, Yu Tang.
Ma Zhikai couldn't remember how long he had been licking. The girl's nectar was so fragrant and alluring, with a slightly cool sensation on the tongue, yet it numbed it intensely, rendering him speechless.
Finally, Yu Tang grabbed his head, whimpering as she squeezed her legs together, her vaginal muscles clenching, and the nectar gushed out, unable to be contained, spraying his face thoroughly with the girl's nectar.
The two began their encounter right at the front door. He sucked on her delicate, honey-scented toes, his plump, long penis forcing its way into her tender flesh. The inside was slippery and hot, like melted cheese; the folds of flesh writhed and squeezed inwards, almost as if being "sucked" into her tight vaginal cavity rather than actively penetrating her.
The front door, the entryway, the stairs—just climbing the stairs took a full half hour. Honey-scented fluids rained down, leaving the girl's wet footprints… Finally, they made love on this large bed for almost the entire night.
Ma Zhikai had lost count of the number of times he ejaculated. Even with his large size and thick penis, and his large volume of semen, after countless gushing into the girl's honeyed depths, he felt a lingering weakness and a numbness in his kidneys.
And Ma Zhikai noticed that on Yu Tang's smooth, soft, flat abdomen, a small, intricate purple light shimmered, its shape resembling a blooming flower or a budding flower. Each time he ejaculated, his hips trembling, the patterns shrank and dimmed slightly. However, with the girl's seductive moans and swaying hips, the patterns glowed faintly again, spreading out little by little.
While licking her vulva, he noticed the "tattoo" on Yu Tang's lower abdomen. He had initially thought it was something Yu Tang herself had imprinted, but now it seemed otherwise… Especially since his penis was slightly limp from ejaculation, Ma Zhikai fully regained his senses from his daze, even feeling a slight fear.