(i)
Sam, yes, that’s my name! I know, it’s a very vulgar name, but I guess I can’t blame anyone, can I? After all, an orphan shouldn’t ask for too much.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve known that there’s something about me, something that attracts people, and because of that, I’ve never been short of men, or maybe I should say boys. But believe me, they’re capable of much more than you’d expect from a minor…
When I was eight years old, I gave my first blowjob to a man, my kind dean. I still remember what he said: “Sam, be good, the dean is sick, very sick! The doctor said that with the help of a cute little girl, the dean could get well! Good girl, the dean loves you the most, can you help the dean?”
“Okay, I’ll do what Dean says to help.”
“Here, touch here for Dean first.” He placed my young hand on his crotch, then he pulled down the zipper and pulled out his huge, dark cock through the opening in the front of his underwear.
He soothed a somewhat frightened me while pulling my face toward his lower body: “Don’t be afraid, Dean is really in pain, look, it’s all swollen down there, and the doctor said that as long as a little girl helps Dean by blowing on him down there, Dean will be fine.”
“Come on, good boy! Sam, be good!”
“You’re so good… so good…” he said as he grabbed my head in his hands and shoved his powerful male symbol into my mouth and pounded my throat again and again.
It’s hard to describe what it was like to have a man’s flesh filling my mouth for the first time, all I could feel was his warm rod getting harder and harder, the veins on it surfacing more and more, and a clear liquid beginning to flow from the opening of the glans.
At first his movements were gentle, but gradually he picked up speed and held my head in both of his hands to match his back and forth jerks.
“Oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh…”
I don’t know how long it took, but I started coughing on my staff because I couldn’t catch my breath, but he didn’t care, he just kept speeding up his swing, kept speeding up, speeding up, speeding up, speeding up, speeding up, speeding up, speeding up, speeding up, speeding up…
“Oh… San… San… Oh… you… you… are… so good… faster…. oh… yes… yes… yes… softer… softer… softer… softer… and the abbess… is… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost… almost.”
“Oooh… Oooh… Oooh…” Finally, he ejaculated, on my tear-stained face.
I looked at him with a satisfied look on his face, tears still streaming down my face uncontrollably.
“Sam, Dean has gotten the toxin out, the doctor said it can’t leak out, it has to be swallowed by the little girl who saved me. Don’t be afraid, it won’t be harmful to you.”
“Come on, be a good girl and swallow it…” He dabbed his hand on the semen on my face, then signaled for me to lick his fingers clean. When his fingers were empty, he peeled off my pants and used his forefinger to probe my virgin territory.
“Ah, Dean, don’t… don’t… don’t! Dean, it hurts! Sam hurts!”
I was on the verge of crying out, so he had to stop. But he pushed my head down and asked me to lick the remaining drops from his glans.
I will never forget the taste of his semen, a salty, astringent flavor, freshly ejaculated, as smooth as egg white, but with a honey-like stickiness, and warm body fluids like dumpling fillings, tossing and turning inside my mouth, all the way down my throat, rushing to the deepest part of my body… “Shanshan, be good, don’t cry, the dean will surely love you well! He’ll love you so much…”
He was right. From that night on, he pampered me for twelve consecutive years, treating me to his constant and continuous treatment between us every night (and sometimes during the day). At first it was just my mouth, but as I got older, he began to attack my buds, then my backyard… When that didn’t satisfy him, he began to play three-player games, four-player games, getting other little girls (and even little boys) to join in… Time has dulled the sensation of it all… It may seem strange to you that I can recount it as if it were a matter of fact, as if I’m paraphrasing a cheap pornographic novel. So what! I’ve never seen myself as a victim. A girl’s transformation into a woman is a necessary part of her life, and for me, it was just an early pain in the ass!
I admit that I hurt, but gradually I began to enjoy it. I’m not a fictional woman who dwells on the past and is as fragile as glass. On the contrary, I aspire to pleasure, I worship paradise. Sex, I believe, is definitely the only ticket to paradise!
(ii)
In those days of underdeveloped information, the average child had no idea what sex was, and some would even be shocked by the sudden growth of their own pubic hair, not to mention the horror of some girls experiencing their first period, so I often used this to make fun of Yi-Ling, who was in bed with me, and I laughed at her for making such a fuss about everything. Once she was touched on the chest by a boy, and she whispered it in my ear for three days.
I have always laughed at these necessary journeys in life. After all, Dean would still tell me a few things when I was in service, but that was about it. The regular “meetings” with the dean gradually ceased to satisfy me, and I knew that I wanted more, and that I deserved more.
Once, on a whim, he masturbated in front of me, and by then we had stopped using lies as a bridge between us, because he knew that I was already in a whirlwind of lust, that I was no longer simply being used by him, that I was trying to find all kinds of pleasure in him, that I was freeing up my long-imprisoned soul, taking charge, and taking back from my jailers the little dignity I had left!
I watched as he stroked his flaccid cock with his right hand, first, while his left hand roamed over his chest, either teasing his nipples or sweeping through his hair, as his cock stood up under his constant twitching, and he skillfully flipped out his foreskin to reveal his large glans.
The color of his penis was light pink and about 15 centimeters long, and seriously, it didn’t taste that bad, it was still full of cleanliness, you could even say it tasted good! I watched as his balls shrunk smaller and smaller as his penis expanded. At this point he put his left hand around those two little round balls, hard, relaxed; hard, relaxed, everything seemed so regular, yet so disjointed.
He closed his eyes and kept gasping for breath, muttering, “Faster… faster, faster… yes… ohh… that’s it… ohh… that’s it… ah… you… are… too… too… too good… ohh… I… I… ohh… I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I…. am… dying…”
“Oh… I’m going to release… I’m going to release… Ah… Ah… Ah…” and then a sigh of satisfaction from him.
As always, he wanted me to lick up the hot liquid he’d shot on his belly.
“Sam, it’s a shame that girls don’t have prominent rods, or you’d be able to realize that one hand can actually create heavenly pleasure!” He said as he looked down at me.
He is wrong, we are jade pillars that do not stand out, but we are able to create our own sticks of the right length to pierce each of our unfathomable secret lairs!
As time passed, I began to learn that a man could not satisfy me, let alone a fleshly body that was growing late. My unfulfilled body pleaded with me for relief!
Who else could I choose? There was only one answer–Haruka.
Haruhi was an orphan two years older than me. He was taller than a child of his age, with enviable thick black hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes that made his features look ultra-mature, and his clear white face that gave him an irregularly handsome look. As a matter of fact, Yi-Ling had confessed to me many times that she was very much infatuated with Ching-Wing, and she often praised him for his inexplicable attraction, which made her want to get close to him.
Unfortunately, the dean noticed this as well, so one night the dean summoned him there. From the look on his face as he walked out the door of the dean’s room, I learned that Haruka had become one of his favored playthings, and that the look of horror and suspicion in his eyes was a replica of the one I had back then.
Gradually, the two of us became Dean’s favorites, and Dean even began to call the two of us to come together to serve him, and over time it became customary to have a threesome between us!
Dean especially liked to have both of us lick his cock, me with the glans while he played with Dean’s balls in his mouth with his tongue, while Dean jerked off Harriet with his right hand and took turns penetrating my petals with the fingers of his left hand. Finally, just before Ching Wing was about to cum, Dean would ask me to get down on all fours like a dog, while Ching Wing knelt in front of me, and I would suck his cock, while Dean attacked my already soaked nest from behind.
For Ching Wing’s service, I always put my best foot forward. His penis was very different from the Dean’s, who had coarse curly pubic hair that extended all the way from his navel to the sides of his testicles, and was topped by a thick but slightly shorter rod, which was usually to the right, and curved to the right to form a banana-like shape when he was erect, and the color of the rod was a dark ochre similar to that of coffee, and along the rod upwards was his uncircumcised foreskin, which tightly encased the large glans. tightly encased the large glans.
Haruka was different, his smooth lower abdomen was sparsely interspersed with a few fine hairs that did nothing to hide his his majestic standing missile, with an almost pinkish sheen on the outside, reminiscent of a baby’s face, but really hard as a steel pipe to the touch. His glans was exposed and perfectly curved, often making my heart flutter at first sight. As it filled my mouth, the whole rod became a living fish, jumping and fighting with infinite vitality between my tongues, and at the moment of the meeting of the sexes, I knew that we had become one.
Under my tongue’s constant onslaught, Haruhiro always lasts for a short while before he lets out wildly into my mouth. It’s okay, he’s still young, time and experience will change all that, I’m sure. I would swallow every drop of Haruka’s love juice, savoring the sweet and sour taste, but of course, the best was yet to come.
When Dean was done penetrating me, he would start attacking Harriet’s posterior, pulling out the pre-prepared cream and applying it to Harriet’s asshole office before beginning his onslaught. The pained look on his face let me know that he didn’t like the idea of someone else playing with his backside, but not me. I loved the first time Dean attacked my virginity, I loved it, I loved the pleasure of the contraction and opening of the dilator muscles, it was like a rush of electric current all over my body, and the marring effect made me feel so intoxicated.
I continued to tongue Dean’s thrusting in and out of his cock, as well as licking Haruna’s asshole, and Dean would cum on both of our faces, and then, he would order us to lick each other’s cum off of each other’s faces.
After a few times, I began to realize that I had feelings for Ching Weng. I licked the Dean’s pubic hair, but I imagined that I was servicing Ching Weng. I swallowed the Dean’s cock to the deepest part of my throat, imagining in my mind that it was Ching Weng’s huge manhood that was inside of me. I rolled my tongue up and down along the line of the Dean’s glans, and all that was happening was that Ching Weng was getting bigger and harder in my mouth…
Finally, long before Dean ejaculated, my lower body plumped with my love juices, I felt a surge of arousal run through me from the deepest recesses of my body, starting at my toes as a stream of lust slid over the inner edges of my thighs, through my stamen, which wasn’t covered by much pubic hair, to my navel, circling my under-endowed breasts, and going straight to the back of my head. In that moment, I experienced my first orgasm, and at the same time broke free of all restraints and felt a freedom I had never known before.
(iii)
One fine weekend, the dean took all the boys on an outdoor excursion. The director, Suzhen, stayed behind with the girls to clean up the grounds in anticipation of the next week’s outing.
Ching-Wing didn’t go either. He had been playing soccer the day before and got drenched by the cold water rattling down from upstairs and got a bad cold, so he had to stay and rest. I knew in my heart that this was my only chance.
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was cleaning the courtyard and no one was paying attention, I dropped my sweeping tools and slipped into the courtyard, opening the door to the boys’ room, where Haruyuki was lying on the bed asleep. His room was only occupied by four people, it was the best and most spacious one in the courtyard, the dean still loved him after all.
I quietly approached his side and watched his sleeping face, looking so innocent, yet also so charming.
Flicking the hair on his forehead, I could feel the slight feverishness of his body temperature, and his breathing was sometimes rapid and sometimes gentle, with a constant gust of hot air escaping from his mouth. I knelt down and left a light kiss on his reddened cheeks, a kiss that woke him up from his sleep and unleashed a fire of lust in my body that has been burning ever since… “It’s you… what are you… doing? …” he asked me in a hoarse voice.
“Ching-yong, I…”
There was a moment of silence from both of us.
“Haruna, I want you.” I shivered and said, “Yes, I want you. For as long as I can remember, I’ve known that I belong to you, and you belong to me…”
“But…” he said.
“I know that I am no longer innocent… but my heart has never been occupied by another man. You should have felt it too, right? The deep love in my eyes every time I look at you; the surge of my heart when I touch you…”
“I… know…”
“Today, then, I am no longer Mother Superior’s little doll. I am what I am, Shannon – a woman, a woman who loves you, a woman who needs love… Possess me, Ching-Wing! Possess me! Let us both be one…”
“┅┅”
I slipped my hands into the quilt and pulled his hands out, spreading his clenched fists as I guided him to cover my ripe bosoms with his palms, and I slid my hands under his straddle in a smooth motion, and began to wrestle with his lower body. Haruka was only wearing a pair of panties, and I could feel him shivering slightly as my cold hands touched his warm thighs, and I continued to rub his cock through his panties, teasing his glans with my fingers while he ran his hands between my breasts to his heart’s content.
“Ah… ah… ah… ah…” We both involuntarily moaned together.
Haruka couldn’t care less about catching a cold and simply lifted the covers aside, then he hastily undid my little cutie and I tore his sweatshirt.
Finally, lips met, and the long-dormant volcano was ready to erupt. Not caring about the attack of germs, regardless of its cold wind blowing, the two sides with tongues continue to attack, explore each other, exchanging rich bodily fluids, but also share each other’s soul.
Along the gills, to his earlobes, gently contained a few, extended his neck, my mouth kissed all the way to his erect nipples, and then his lovely navel, below a poke thick curly hair, piercing my cheeks very happy, stretching to the end, it is my longing for the baby, the majestic little mallet.
Ching Wing’s panties tightly wrapped around the already towering heavenly jade pillar, I looked at the crying baby, through a thin layer of cloth in the panties, I did not hesitate to open my mouth and bite down.
“BOR… BOR… BOR…” Haruna couldn’t control her voice right away, but I kept flirting with it with the tip of my tongue.
“Come on… I’m going to… not including… I can’t take it…” I released his rod from the side of my panties and swallowed the whole thing in my mouth.
It’s not the first time I’ve served a man (or even Haruka), but it’s the first time I’ve ever felt so satisfied. The fantasy of the past was now real, and it was moving in my mouth, and I was afraid that it was all going to disappear, that I was going to wake up from this beautiful dream! I couldn’t help but suck even harder, hoping to get it deeper into my mouth, hoping that it would become part of me… I didn’t realize that the door to the room would open… just then.
“Shannon, where have you been… ah… you… you…” It was Yi-Ling.
I hurriedly spit Haruka’s deflated sea urchin out of my mouth and ran to pull Yirin into the room.
“You’ve seen it all, we’re…” I said.
“Don’t say it.” Yiling lowered her head and said with a red face.
Looking at Haruka’s silence on the sidelines, I knew that it was time to quell a possible uproar.
“Did anyone see you come in?” I asked.
Yiling shook his head.
“Come on then!”
“Come on? What do you mean?”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about!”
“Do you want me to… work… with you?” She asked timidly.
“I’ve read your diary, don’t tell me you haven’t fantasized about being with Ching Weng…”
“How can you…”
“Stop pretending to be so reserved, you just walked in the door and you already saw us in… it must have turned you on, right?”
“┅┅”
I approached her and began to fondle her underdeveloped breasts with my hands, she did not resist.
“You wanted him to do that to you, didn’t you?” I was soothed again: “You wanted it, didn’t you?”
“Y… yes…” she had given in completely, succumbing to her long latent longing.
Taking off the clothes from her body didn’t take much effort, I pulled the slightly shivering her to Haruka’s bed, the cold and the shock from earlier had prevented Haruka from expressing much opinion, but how many men can resist the temptation of a pair of twos?
I lifted up the withered stem of Haruka’s flower and said, “This is the treasure you’ve been longing for, come on, take a good look at what it looks like!” I smoothly pressed Yi-Ling’s head down.
She shivered even more.
“Don’t be afraid to encircle it with your hands.”
She did as she was told.
“Help him up and down.”
“Yes… ah… less force… ah…” Haruna spoke up.
The sharp spear grew longer and harder in Yiling’s hands, and it was time.
“Now open your mouth and swallow it.”
I saw Yi-Ling’s hesitation.
“Eat up, don’t you want to feel Haruka’s strong flesh with your mouth?”
Finally, she stocked up her courage and completely missed the longsword into her mouth.
It was such a strange feeling, looking at Yi-Ling as if I were seeing my eight-year-old self again. I knew that after today, she would face a completely different life…
Looking at the two of them, I also rekindled the fire that had just been doused. Standing at the head of Qing Yong’s bed, I leaned down and kissed his forehead, then the peak of his nose, his plump lips, my tongue slid all the way down to the tips of his erect nipples, and finally, I lay prone on his bed, with my head on top of Yi-Ling’s, and as she obliviously sucked on the fiery ice lollipop, I used my tongue to gently touch every inch of the sensitive zone in Qing Yong’s upper abdomen, and I obediently pushed the source of my own stream against his mouth.
Haruka didn’t disappoint, he braced his hands on my ass, and then without hesitation, he began to unleash a fierce tongue attack, and my stream of lust had broken through the dam, and the water continued to flow down my thighs. Haruka first rubbed his nose between my rainforests, then bit down on a handful of manzanita and gently held it, the slight sting made my fountain overflow even more violently, and also muddled his face. He stopped tormenting me and aimed straight for the hole, swinging in with his soft column of tongue.
“Not including… not including… not including… not including… not including… not including… not including… not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including… not including… not including…. not including…. not including… not including…. not including…. not including…. not including…. not including… not including… not including… not including… not including… not including..
First he wiped my vulva lightly, then he invaded the core step by step, his ever-changing tongue awakened every sleeping cell in me, every inch of my body felt like it was going to split and reorganize, and it felt as if my body didn’t belong to me anymore!
This was the first time a man had ever tasted jade for me, and I finally realized why men like us to use our mouths for them… The experience was heavenly, like, yes, that’s the word – a paradise. There are thousands of mountains, and this, this is my paradise.
Finally, I let go, even before Haruka entered me.
Suddenly I feel sad. Is this what I want? How long will I stay here, in this nursery, with the failing director? And is the man in front of me really my future home? I couldn’t help but ask as I watched Haruka and Yi-Ling’s oblivious pleasures.
No! I want more, and I’m going to get it.
Yi-Ling fell red, and I saw Haruka gently touching her hair and comforting her.
I still remember the night I broke my body, the dean also whispered to me: “Shan Shan, good boy, don’t cry, the dean will treat you well.”
The same pitying look was now surfacing on Haruka’s face.
“I’ll treat you well.” He said.
(iv)
It was finally the day of the girls’ trip. The leader is our director Ms. Pan, no, now should be called her as director Xiaolin, she married a Japanese three years ago has been changed to Xiaolin, but we have been called not smooth, plus her name is Suzhen, we like to make fun of her name and call her Suzhu, good-tempered she knows not much care.
Another female teacher was supposed to accompany her, but she had a temporary commitment that prevented her from coming.
Our destination was a tourist park, which was very large and divided into a number of areas. In the morning, we visited the indoor decorative area, the perennials area, and in the afternoon, we were expected to continue to see the fragrant flowers area, the tropical area, the poisonous area, and so on.
At noon everyone was free to move around in groups. Yi-Ling and I were in the same group, and since last week there had been a slight subtle change between us, we didn’t speak to each other except by necessity.
So I got out of the group’s grasp and just made it back at the 1:30 rendezvous anyway, I thought.
As I walked around, I didn’t realize that I was walking farther into the park’s attached sitting area, where there were cabins along the road, mostly rented out to patrons who were visiting with their families.
Then I saw them, the director, with a young man snuggled up next to him. I hurriedly ducked into the grass on the side of the road and watched them go into one of the cabins.
That man–that’s right, that’s him.
He was a mechanic at a plumbing company next to the orphanage. Not long ago, he was called in to take care of a power outage in the dean’s office when the electricity was overloaded. At that time I was impressed by his gentle appearance and remembered that his name was Shaoyuan.
I walked to the back of the cabin and a corner of the curtains in their back window was not pulled together, so I peeked up and leaned in to look.
He had removed his jeans and was down to a t-shirt and socks on his feet, and the director was sitting on the edge of the bed in nothing but lace panties, sucking his cock.
“You’re okay with letting those little kids go, right?” He asked.
“Uh… no… it won’t! … it’s all programmed… grouped together! Mmm…” she said, looking up at him as she sucked.
You could tell that her technique was poor, and the look on his face revealed that she was hurting his baby.
Pulling the window open, I jumped in. By this time panic was written on both their faces.
“Shannon, what are you…”
“I don’t want to talk shit, I need to borrow your concubine.” I said.
“Who is she?” He asked.
“Forget me? I’m the one who brought you into our Dean’s office last week to change the wires.”
“It’s you?”
“Just let me in and I promise I won’t tell anyone about you guys.”
“I…”
“You’ve run out of options, and you, don’t you want better options for yourself?”
I noticed his newly shriveled male dignity standing tall once again; the body never lies.
I haven’t touched a man in a week, and since the threesome with Ching Wing Ling, even the dean hasn’t approached me.
I took myself off my full body and showed off my proud figure.
“What, are you going to keep gawking?” I asked.
“Okay then!” He was a man after all. He directly picked me up and threw me towards the bed: “Since you want it, I’ll give you a good time!”
Without any foreplay, he lay on top of me and entered me with a single thrust. It felt so good to be full, not empty, not alone…
“SHAOYUAN…” said Su-jin helplessly.
“`… mmm… hoo… hoo…'” I screamed out in oblivion.
“More… hoo… in… mmm… a little more…” I said, “Deeper… deeper… hoo… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more… more…”
Like a deflated balloon, he suddenly fell on top of me. I didn’t realize that I hadn’t even warmed up yet, but he had already lost it.
I pushed him away, “Is this the good man you’re looking for?” I asked Sujeong disgruntledly, “I don’t think you guys need to get a room, just go straight to the restroom and settle it in three minutes!”
Shaoyuan wanted to say something, but held back.
Shaun rolled over and lay on the bed, and I walked up the bed to straddle his chest, then knelt with both knees by both of his ears in a crouching saw-like position, with his chin right on top of my lower back.
“Drink the milk you just shot in there.” I said to him as I looked down.
“I don’t help women…”
“Do you know what will happen if I call for help now?” I said, “I’m not 16 yet!”
Regardless of his resistance, I winded myself against his mouth.
“You don’t want to go to jail, do you? Come on, lick it! Come on!”
Eventually, the demoralized tiger managed to behave like a kitten and licked it up. It had a mixture of my love juice and his essence in it, and he seemed to get more and more excited the more he licked.
“Director… not including… don’t say I… not including… robbed you of your toys… mmm… so that you… can’t play with them, you… come here… now… ah… kneel by the bed… not including… and blow him again… mmm…”
She did as she was told.
I turned my head back and said, “Don’t suck… not including… too tight… use your mouth… ah… keep… pumping… use your tongue to gently… not including… licking.”
“A… ah… ah… uh…” I orgasmed.
After a slight reprieve, I took over from the director and signaled her to watch my skill at pintxos.
Shaoyuan’s jade pole wasn’t very long, it was small and thin compared to Dean or Ching-Wing’s, so I swallowed it whole and kept teasing the glans between my tongues, either grasping it with my fingers and slapping it against my tongue or putting his little marble in my mouth and teasing it.
From his oblivious grunts, I don’t think he’s ever been so comfortable.
“It’s… it’s… so… great… it’s… not including… it’s… fast… fast… fast…”
Knowing he was about to cum again, I pulled the little popsicle out and shoved it in the director’s mouth.
“… ah… ah… ah… ah… hmmm…” He ejaculated a lot, so much that it dripped out of the director’s mouth.
After my shower I hurried off without saying anything. The director avoided my eyes for the rest of the afternoon’s trip.
It didn’t matter, I was already content to go back in the evening when I returned.
(v)
“The reporter’s location is on xxx road in Taipei City, early this morning, a fire broke out at Luan’s nursery located at the entrance of xxx road’s xxx xxx lane, and as you viewers can clearly see from behind the reporter, the fire is still spreading rapidly.
The police have not yet released a detailed list of the dead, but the missing persons are as follows: Luan Xchang, 56, the director of the home; X Ching Wing, 15, a child of the home; and X Yiling, 14.
According to firefighters, the cause of the fire is still uncertain, due to the fire is from the internal extension out, the initial judgment should be caused by the wire fire. Currently escaped from the fire scene of the residents of the children have been moved to the nearest × × hospital for treatment and examination, if there is further news, the reporter will always be ready for everyone to make immediate insertion, now the scene back to the studio anchor.”
(vi)
It seems like only yesterday, that nameless fire.
The rapidly spreading fire kept dancing its wings, and all it touched were already ashes.
Standing in front of the busy courtyard, I was deeply attracted by the fire feast. Column fire is so dazzling magnificent, like a dancer like a siren, charming, she clasped the eyes of the crowd, people can not bear to shift the slightest line of sight, she changed a thousand times, unfathomable, often before you are not aware of it, stretch out her seductive tongue of fire, unfolding her warmth of the embrace, captivate you, dedicated to the infatuation of your deep kiss, and leave you a moment of eternity.
This kiss, the kiss before death.
The dean, Ching-Wing and Yi-Ling all succumbed to her kisses. Their charred bodies were found in the dean’s office, and I know exactly what they were doing that night…
After this catastrophe, the young children in the home have been transferred to other places under the arrangement of the Social Welfare Bureau.
What about me? I understand that I don’t want to go to another similar institution.
Did I have any other choice? I did. I went to Soojung. Of course, she rejected me at first.
“How am I going to explain to my husband that I want to adopt you? He won’t say yes.”
“He will. I know, you’ll find a way to convince him, won’t you?” I said.
Can a middle-aged woman caught in the act have a refusal?
“You must be very disappointed that the fire did not kill me!” I smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret sealed, and you can continue to go to your unhelpful Shaoyuan.”
“You…”
“Ironically, it won’t be long before I have to change my name to your mom.”
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A happy couple, a mansion in Tienmu, an innocent girl… this is the fairy tale behind the name of Xiao Lin Shan Shan.
Want to hear the real version?
My father, a large, tyrannical man in his fifties, was the general manager of a Japanese financial institution. By day, he kept his subordinates in fear; by night, he kept his family on the run… Mother, a restless woman. In the past, work was her only source of comfort; now, it is a dark path to a lost paradise.
She carries the past on her back and looks beyond the future.
This girl, it’s me.
It was me, and as soon as I stepped into the house, I realized what the path God had planned for me would be. The miserable orphan girl who suffered from her father’s abuse and the servants’ disdain, that was not the role I was meant to play.
How do I turn the tide? It’s simple. Use my weapon. My only weapon. I believe that it will do no harm.
(vii)
It was another sweltering July afternoon when Suzhen – no, Mom, she said she had to collect some documents rescued from the hospital (what a ridiculous excuse for cheating!). The maids were on vacation and went to church early in the morning, leaving only Dad and me at home.
A man.
A woman.
An empty house.
Two fiery hearts.
Yes, it’s today. The entangled sparks will finally meet.
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Hearing the sounds coming from the garage, I knew Dad was working on his favorite car. Twenty-five years in Taiwan had not only taught him to speak fluent Mandarin, but had also indulged him in the charms of imported cars.
Opening the garage door, I stepped inside.
“Dad, you’re still working on the car!” I took the opportunity to approach him.
“Eh. It’s okay to leave me alone now. You get out.” He gave me a look and turned back to continue working on his car.
Undeterred, I took the towel I’d brought and wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and he cooperated without objection.
“Strange that it’s still so hot during the New Year!” He complained.
“Dad, your shirt is all wet, why don’t you take it off and I’ll wash it for you later.” I said as I moved to help him take it off and touched his skin intentionally.
For a middle-aged man nearing fifty, he was in pretty good shape, practicing kendo on a regular basis, with a thick chest, and a well-muscled abdomen. Unlike the average Japanese, he had an extra thick tuft of hair on his chest.
“Dad, look at you, your sweatshirt is wet too! Take it off first, I’ll help you wipe the sweat off your body before you put it on, lest you catch a cold.”
“Okay then.” He did as I said.
I faced his back, rubbing his broad shoulders first, down his spine, expanding to the tough muscles on either side. I rubbed slowly and gently, still leaving light scratches with my fingernails.
I’m sure he must have felt a twinge of something different too. He’s a man, isn’t he?
Then, without going around to his front, I run my hands through his armpits and wipe the sweat off his chest. My chest is pushing up against his back, my chin landing on his shoulder.
The sweat had almost been wiped off, but my hands still didn’t stop, and with my face against his ear, I whispered, “Dad, feeling better?” I didn’t forget to blow lightly in his ear.
I could feel him shivering slightly and his whole body stiffened as he struggled.
What to do when the enemy hesitates? It’s simple, launch a more intense offensive and get him to put up a white flag and surrender.
The white towel fell to the floor, and with the thumb and forefinger of each hand, I began to tease the tips of his nipples, and they immediately stood up.
“A… a… a…” he moaned.
“Dad… I want you… I… I… want… you… to… fuck… me…” I said while kissing his earlobe.
I stop the teasing of my hands and quickly undo the one-piece dress that is the only thing I am wearing, and underneath the dress, I am surrounded by nothing but a burning fire of lust, and otherwise, empty.
He still had his back to me and didn’t say a word.
I continued to press my loaded bosom against him and rubbed up and down his back as I guided him to press his hands against the front seat compartment as if he were being searched by a police officer, my claws reaching toward his temple of mystery. Unbuttoning his pants first, then, slowly, pulling down the zipper. In no hurry to remove his work pants, I simply searched his cloth pockets for the spirit snake.
Unsurprisingly, the erect one had already been eyeing the tiger and spitting its mail, ready to capture its prey in one fell swoop. My fingers felt its ferocity, and the sticky prostrate fluid on the snake’s eye was its fuse to declare war.
It seems that the ferocious rats are not fit to be prey and are about to fight back, and the show is about to begin.
Dad couldn’t hold back any longer, he skillfully kicked off his lower restraints and pulled me to him, he pushed my head down hard.
I knew what he wanted, and shaking off his hand, I automatically aligned myself with his cannon and began to riposte.
There was a deep and long scar just below his navel, so it was conceivable that he had also experienced a period of vicissitudes… My lips traveled down the turf and finally corresponded to his thick branches, so straight that there wasn’t even a hint of curvature, and even the leaves and branches were unimaginably dense, and without hesitation, I devoured them in one bite.
Surprisingly, I couldn’t swallow the barrel as far as it would go, so it seemed that this weapon was worthy of my most devoted service…
I licked more patiently, not giving up on every little raised vein, I nibbled on every possible arousal point, every crease in his skin, every hidden mole… The musty smell of the damp garage, mixed with the stench of his sweat, and the smell of the car’s oil, became a unique aphrodisiac, tantalizing every olfactory nerve, and encouraging every inch of my blood to boil… I was very happy to see that I was not the only one who had a good time.
Thus, my long-dry beach mouth was once again flooded by the tide, and I accelerated the rhythm of my mouth even more.
I felt it, his torch burning more and more furiously in my mouth.
“… hh…” He grabbed my head with both hands and jerked it back and forth.
Before he burst into flames, I hurriedly spit out a pillar of fire, and with my hands on top of each other, lying on the carriage, I signaled to him, who still did not know what was going on, that it was time to let the main show come on.
“Sam, is this your… first time?” He asked softly as he bent over me.
“Yes.” I looked him straight in the eye and said, “The moment I saw you, I wanted to offer myself to you…”
“Yes? …” his grip suddenly became lighter.
“I used to run with that… broken…”
“It still hurts a little. Don’t be afraid… don’t be afraid…”
I’m not afraid.
“Ah… ah… ah… gently… ah… ah…”
“쑗… mmm… come on… let go… loosen… a little…” he guided.
I can already hear the victory bells ringing.
“Ah… ah… ah… so… painful… painful… ah…”
“Good… not including… good…”
“Ah… ah… just a moment… good boy… good boy…” he said.
The mouse finally submits to the cat’s claws.
“It’s… almost… it’s almost… mmm… mmm… it’s… it’s almost… Daddy… will… hurt… you… well… … will… hurt… you… well…”
History is repeating itself, and victory is once again mine.
“Dad… I… I… love… you…” How could you not put up your hands in surrender, little mouse? After all, cats have nine lives, don’t they?
(viii)
His hands were around my waist and I could still feel his warmth from last night. As I stroked his pubic hair, I whispered in his ear, “Dad, are you going to be traveling again soon?”
“Maybe!” He said, “Why do you ask?”
“I think we may not have much time to see each other in the future!”
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m about to start school, and after my residency, I may not be at home for much time…” I quietly turned back.
“I forbid it, I forbid you to go.” He caught me by the shoulders and pulled hard against him.
“But I…”
“Stop it, you’re mine and mine alone.”
“Dad…” I glared at him.
His voice softened: “Shanshan, don’t leave Dad, I’ll take care of you. I’ll give you whatever you want. Don’t leave me…”
“┅┅”
He started kissing me furiously.
The flames burned with passion until sweaty love juices drowned us both and it was another dawn.
※
In the shower, neither of us brought up last night again.
“I’m going to work!” He said, and as he walked to the door he turned back and said, “I’m going to Nantou next month on a business trip, why don’t you come along?”
“But mom…”
“I’ll talk to her.”
“Dad, what day of the month is it next?”
“The twentieth, September twentieth.”
※
Attending a large funeral for the second time in a year suddenly felt a bit funny, with the crowd of unfamiliar faces coming and going.
Kobayashi’s younger brother is also here, his name is Kobayashi Kindo, and with his flat head and sunglasses coupled with a black suit, it’s hard not to turn heads.
He came to greet us and I chatted with him in my not-so-fluent Japanese.
Where is our poor undead? Her face was covered in twisted curves, and it was impossible to tell whether she was crying or laughing.
What about me? Should I cry? With a $20 million inheritance, it’s time to laugh a lot.
I stifled a laugh as I looked at Dad’s last picture and thought back to the night a week ago.
An earthquake that shattered more than 2,000 lives opened another door for me.
What could be the world behind the door?
※
The lengthy ceremony was finally over and we returned home.
“Shannon, come with me for a moment.” Su Zhen said.
She led me into the master bedroom, and I sensed that she seemed a little–different.
“My hunch was right, I guess I should thank you properly.”
“Thank me?” I asked in disbelief.
“Why, there’s no one else here, so let’s not talk in the dark, and save your churlish face for me!”
“Who… who the hell are you?” In front of me was an unfamiliar face.
“Fifteen years is a long time.” She looked up and reminisced, “My youth, my vigor sank in this marriage…”
“What are you trying to say?” I glared at her.
“All I have to say is thank you for taking care of my obstacles for me.” She smiled back.
“Are you accusing me of killing Dad?”
“My dear daughter, I am thanking you properly!” She paused for a moment: “Don’t play dumb in front of me. Being crushed by a falling closet is a lame excuse that will fool the prosecutor, but not me.”
“What evidence do you have to say that?” I asked.
“Isn’t this the best?” She approached me, who was standing still, and sat me down on her vanity chair: “There’s no evidence, no witnesses, and the police can’t investigate because too many people were killed or injured in the earthquake, so it seems that even the heavens are helping you.”
“These are your own guesses, don’t waste my time!”
I was about to get up when she squeezed my shoulders.
“Don’t be in such a hurry, you won’t make it big!” She said, “I’ve been working on this for a long time to get what I’ve got today!”
“Layout? What game are you playing?”
She picked up a comb and started brushing my hair: “Do you know how hard it is to set up a wire fire scene? Do you know how hard it is to set up a wire fire scene?” She said offhandedly.
“It’s… you…” a nameless fire ignited inside me.
“It wasn’t too difficult to trick Dean and the three of them into drinking the ecstasy.” She continued to concentrate on brushing my hair.
“Where did you get the medicine?”
“Good question. Remember the field park we went to the other day? The toxic field zone? You came between Shaun and I that day, and I knew immediately that you were the best person for the job. Of course, there was no way the director would let you go, so how were we going to get you out of the facility? That’s right… a fire that burned out all your ties and opened the curtain on the drama.”
“What makes you so sure I’ll come to you? …” I asked.
“The truth is you’re the one who came early. I’ve long since convinced Kobayashi to be ready to adopt you!” She continued combing.
“What about Shaoyuan? Was he part of your plan?”
“He… he’s just a pawn! A wire fire doesn’t happen automatically, does it?”
“Why are you telling me this? Were you expecting someone to applaud your masterpiece?”
Sujin smiled in reply, “There! Your hair.” She began to stroke my hair with a look of admiration: “You know what? Your long, flowing hair is almost a replica of your mom’s.”
“My… mother?” I felt a dryness in my throat.
“Sixteen years ago before I was married, I was already working at Luan’s nursery.” She said : “Late one night, a long-haired woman with serious injuries came knocking on the door of the institution, the director and I were there that night, and the woman was holding a baby you.”
“Your mother pleaded with us to take you in, but refused to reveal a word about where she came from, but she inadvertently divulged his name, which was Yumi. But that was all, she refused the treatment we made for her and left, dragging her wounds with her.”
“Did she leave a letter, or anything? …” I asked eagerly.
“No. But on the lapel of the bag you used in the beginning, there were a few words written on it–‘Hebei Fubon Battalion’.”
“Restoration-Bond-Camp?”
“That’s right, and your mother speaks with a Peking accent.”
“She’s from the mainland?”
“Then you’ll have to find out for yourself! And by the way, to answer your earlier question, me telling you this whole thing means it’s time for us to go our separate ways!”
“Okay, I get it.”
“My daughter, you have a long life ahead of you, look ahead.” She said softly: “Yes, this time you are fooled by me, but we are just mutual benefit. In the future, you have 20 million reasons to reflect on this memory.”
“By the way, Shannon, don’t move your teeth and claws, let me tell you, it’s the people who don’t move on a regular basis who are truly to be feared. Keep that in mind! One day you’ll thank me for it.”
The Lustful Woman Shannon. Part 1 (Conclusion)
“Passengers traveling to Hong Kong on EVA Air flight ××××-××××, please proceed to boarding gate ×× after hearing the announcement…”
An announcement was made at the airport urging me to board the plane. After checking in my luggage, I followed the crowd toward the gate. I was accompanied by a variety of passengers, including politicians, celebrities, Taiwanese businessmen, travelers… and of course, my orphaned daughter, who was searching for her mother.
Instead of playing the traditional tear-jerking role, I’m going back to the beginning of the story and embarking on another journey… “Ahh! I’m sorry!” A middle-aged man bowed over me and took the window seat beside me.
I glanced at him, my thoughts drifting off into the distance again.
I should thank Su-jin for transforming me from a young girl to a woman in one night. Looking back on the past, it’s like a movie – a movie starring amateur actors: full of immature plots and unsatisfying endings.
I don’t regret what I’ve done, but I’m going to do an even more successful sequel, set in faraway Beijing… “Where are you going, little girl?” The middle-aged man turned to me and asked.
“Me? I’m connecting to Beijing.”
“What a coincidence.” A false smile appeared on his greasy face: “I can take you around Beijing when the time comes.”
“That’s great!” I responded.
Why not? After all, it’s going to be a long journey.
“By the way, may I ask, what should I call you?”
“My last name is Qiu, just call me Uncle Qiu! I’m a lawyer.”
“Really? My name is Sam.”
“Shannon! Good name, good name!” He laughed even more unnaturally, “You know, now that I’m on the mainland…”
The plane began to take off, the sound of the engines drowned out everything, and my heart rode with the speeding winds, over thousands of clouds, and straight into the sky.