I slid my hands up Yao Wei's chest, pushing her shirt up to reveal her fair, tender skin and the full, beautiful breasts wrapped in a red lace bra. I grabbed the two towering mounds through the bra and began to knead them, thrusting fiercely. Yao Wei let out a moan of pleasure.
"You little slut, you're so tight, it feels so good, ah..."
Gripped by the tight, smooth clench of her pussy, I let out a hoarse roar. With every powerful thrust, her juices were drawn out, wetting the point where our bodies joined and making her buttocks slick. The desk was covered in flowing fluids, and the entire office was filled with the scent of debauchery.
"Ah... ah... mm... ah... mm..." The beautiful Yao Wei beneath me cried out incessantly, her plump buttocks swaying to meet my thrusts, unconsciously letting out moans that sent shivers down one's spine.
I tore open Yao Wei's shirt, snapping the clasp of her bra and pulling the thin silk cups down. My hands went directly to her smooth, tender breasts.
Yao Wei's breasts were full and springy, changing shape in my palms. Her nipples stood erect, and her full, round breasts swayed with my collisions, creating captivating ripples.
Here in the Yao family's grand villa, riding the Yao family's precious daughter like this, thinking of everything Yao Shuanglei had done to my family, I was filled with the ecstasy of revenge. Though it was unfair to Yao Wei, I was exceptionally ferocious today. The thrill of conquest and revenge rushed to my head, compelling me to thrust with long, powerful strokes.
Yao Wei's red lips were slightly parted as she moaned softly. Her delicate hands gripped the edge of the desk to lessen the impact of my relentless pounding. The tips of her long, beautiful legs were braced, her round buttocks arched up to meet me. The pair of full breasts on her chest surged like waves, their pink nipples like snow lotuses on a snowy mountain, swaying and trembling under the caress of my large hand.
Her small nose let out soul-stirring moans, and the desk creaked with every one of my thrusts.
"I'll fuck you to death! Fuck you to death! Damn it!"
I fucked the beauty beneath me with all my might. Where was the tenderness? There was only the pleasure of revenge. Yao Shuanglei ruined my family, and Yao Liang seduced my mother. Today, I would fuck your precious daughter, your beautiful sister, right in your own home. You still dare to fight with me? Next time, I'll find a chance to seduce Yao Liang's mother, that slut.
Maybe I could even have a mother-daughter threesome. The thought of Auntie Wu's full, towering breasts swaying under her dress filled my mind with lewd excitement. I looked down triumphantly at this delicate beauty moaning wantonly beneath me. Her pretty face was flushed with passion, her delicate features dripping with desire. Her high, full breasts danced rapidly under my fierce thrusts, sending out ripples. It was utterly blissful. Her round, full buttocks rose and fell continuously to meet every impact.
Our bodies slapped together with a "pap, pap" sound.
"Ah... ah... Xiao Bin... today... you're so amazing... ah... ah... so good... ah... mm...!"
Yao Wei, overwhelmed by my thrusts, let out uncontrollable cries. Her expression grew more and more enchanting, her beautiful face filled with intoxicated pleasure.
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Yao Liang opened his mac in his room, aimlessly browsing the web.
Ever since Gu Wanxin had given him a blowjob at the hospital, the beauty hadn't paid him any mind. Every message he sent her was deleted without a trace, leaving Yao Liang feeling frustrated.
Though young, he had vast experience with women, especially mature ones. He could usually seduce them with just a few attempts. Only Gu Wanxin remained elusive, always giving him just a taste, leaving him itching for more.
It had been over half a year since she and Zhou Bin had come to his place and added each other on WeChat. Since then, Yao Liang had been chatting with her for a long time. He was an expert at this kind of online flirting. He tirelessly sent her messages every day, talking about everything under the sun, especially topics she was interested in. Knowing she was likely free and preparing for bed at night, he made sure to send his greetings punctually every evening.
Gu Wanxin didn't mind his flirting; in fact, their chats were quite fiery. They would exchange hundreds of messages every night, and the content grew progressively more intimate. Yao Liang knew the art of seducing a woman over text. It started with simple inquiries about her work and life, then gradually shifted to caring for her personally, and finally moved on to private topics.
Although they didn't meet often, their relationship had grown increasingly intimate. One night, Yao Liang even boldly asked about the style and color of her underwear. To his surprise, she didn't get angry. Instead, she engaged in a teasingly seductive conversation with him, which excited him even more and made him feel that victory was within his grasp.
However, not long after, Yao Liang discovered that no matter what he sent her, he received no replies, as if he were invisible. Every day, only his outgoing messages filled the chat, with no response.
He recalled what she had said to him last time: "If you can promise me that after this is over, you'll get your father to retire as soon as possible and take your place as the head of the Yao family, then Auntie Gu can give you the 'reward' you want."
The lewd "interest" she had given him last time was already mind-blowing. The thought of getting that longed-for "reward" was an incredibly wonderful prospect.
He had never liked his father, who had always been strict with him. Although his father was in poor health, it would still be a long time before he retired. How could he possibly make his father retire "early"? It was simply an impossible task.
Yao Liang, lost in thought, closed his computer and decided to go get a drink.
He came down from his third-floor bedroom to the first floor, where the servants were already cleaning. A black butler named Max was directing them, holding a ledger and writing something down.
This Max was a British butler his mother had hired last year. He was excellent in every way, and he was also knowledgeable about cars, able to help Yao Liang with odd jobs, which was very convenient.
He grabbed a bottle of cold beer from the fridge. Not seeing Zhou Bin, he asked, "Max, have you seen that guest, Xiao Bin? Where did he go?"
Max looked up from his ledger, adjusting his glasses. "Hello, Young Master. The Master arranged a guest room for him, on the third floor."
"Oh."
It was rare for them to be staying under the same roof again, and yet the guy hadn't come looking for him. Yes, after everything that had happened, their friendship was all but gone. His open pursuit of Zhou Bin's mother had turned Zhou Bin, his once-good brother, against him.
Bored, Yao Liang decided to go back to his room to play games. Just as he reached the stairs, Max called out from behind him.
"Young Master..."
"What is it?" Yao Liang asked, turning around.
"Actually, when I came downstairs earlier, I think I saw the guest, Zhou Bin, in the corridor on the other side of the second floor." Max adjusted his glasses and told him.
"Oh," Yao Liang replied, then turned and walked to the second floor.
The corridor... Where could that guy be going? That side was his father's study; he wouldn't go there. What about the other side?
Holding his beer, Yao Liang walked to the other corridor. He hadn't gone far when he faintly heard the low, muffled groans of a woman.
With his extensive experience with women, he immediately recognized the sound. His heart skipped a beat, and he hurried to the side of the study. The sound of a woman's panting and moaning was clearer now, and the voice was very familiar, mixed with a man's heavy breathing.
Yao Liang's mind reeled. He gently pushed the study door open a crack, and the scene inside was immediately revealed to him. The sight made his blood rush to his head.
There was his beautiful sister, Yao Wei, naked from the waist down, her top in disarray, her fair, tender flesh almost completely exposed, being ravished by that punk Zhou Bin on the study desk. He had her long legs over his shoulders, held her slender waist, and lifted her round, fair buttocks. His penis, glistening with her juices, was pistoning rapidly in and out of his sister's private parts with a "pap! pap! pap!" sound. His sister's face was flushed with passion, her soft waist twisting in ecstasy. Her jade-like hands gripped the edge of the desk for support. She was shyly yet passionately receiving Zhou Bin inside her, kissing him fervently while letting out muffled, coquettish moans. She twisted her waist and arched her back to meet his thrusts. The two of them were locked in a passionate, fiery embrace, completely unaware that they were being watched.
They looked like a pair of lovers, completely in sync, and his sister showed not the slightest hint of resistance, just like a couple in the throes of a passionate affair.
Yao Liang was instantly consumed by rage. Although he had grown up with Zhou Bin, Yao Liang had always considered him just a follower, a little brother. Despite their good relationship, Yao Liang had always maintained a natural sense of superiority.
In terms of family background, physique, looks, and even personality, Zhou Bin was far inferior to him. For a brat like that to be fucking his sister in his own home!
Although he and his sister always bickered, they had grown up together and had a close sibling bond. To see his dear sister under another man, her face flushed, panting, her fair, beautiful legs wrapped around the man, displaying such a wanton and lewd posture, it was like a flower stuck in cow dung. Yao Liang was furious beyond belief.
He was about to push the door open and loudly berate the pair of dogs, but in that instant, a thought, like a bolt of lightning, struck him. The goddess-like, enchantingly beautiful face of a woman appeared in his mind.
"Get your father to retire as soon as possible, take your place as the head of the Yao family, and Auntie Gu can give you the 'reward' you want."
He suddenly thought of something. Her bright, red, pouty lips seemed to whisper in his ear: "That man has always been ordering you around, arranging your life as he pleases."
"If this continues, the rest of your life will be planned out by someone else. Is that the life you want?"
His face turned pale, then flushed. He hesitated at the door for a moment, his conscience warring with his ambition. Quickly, his handsome face darkened. He turned and walked away from the study door.
The butler Max, was at the foot of the stairs on the first floor. Yao Liang walked over to him and said, "Max, go tell my father I need to speak with him about something important. In my study."
Max was still writing in his ledger. He looked up, hesitated, and said, "The Master is reading in his study and asked not to be disturbed..."
"Tell him it's very important. He must come," Yao Liang insisted.
Max put away his notebook, nodded with the utmost gentlemanly decorum, and went upstairs toward Yao Shuanglei's study.
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