"Ah!!... Xiao Bin... ah... fuck... you're fucking me to death...!... Today... today... you're so amazing!... ah!"
In the passionate study, my fiery, carnal scene with Yao Wei continued. Today, I felt like a god descending to the mortal realm, growing more ferocious as the battle raged on. Perhaps it was because we had already done it once in the car, but even after nearly ten minutes, I felt no urge to ejaculate. I fucked the gorgeous girl beneath me, her pink, tender buttocks swaying as she moved her hips up and down to meet my thrusts. Her wanton moans grew louder and louder.
I had her lie with her upper body on the desk, her full, large breasts shaking ceaselessly, creating dazzling waves of flesh. Her plump buttocks, suspended in mid-air, were held up by me. My large hands wildly squeezed and kneaded the fleshy mounds of her ass, my fingers sinking deep. With each violent thrust of my hips, her honeyed juices and a milky fluid were squeezed out, splattering white spots all over the desk.
"Does it feel good! My baby Weiwei! Does it feel good when I fuck you!"
My eyes were bloodshot, my movements becoming more and more ferocious. Drenched in sweat, I worked the beauty beneath me. The pleasure from my cock was electrifyingly exquisite; the tight, smooth walls of her pussy were driving me almost mad.
I twisted my hips, thrusting my cock in every direction. We knew each other's bodies so well, moving in perfect, intimate sync. Sometimes light and teasing, sometimes heavy and deep. Yao Wei also pushed her plump ass upwards, rocking it to make her sopping cunt connect even more tightly with my dick. From her small mouth, she cried out in a lewd, wanton voice, "Ah... Xiao Bin... ah!... Harder... fuck... so... so good... fuck me harder... fuck me to death...!"
"You little slut... slutty Weiwei... call me daddy... call me daddy now...!"
I shouted, my face flushed and my breathing ragged. This intimate term was something Yao Wei and I often used during sex. Once, by chance, I heard her cry out "daddy" as I fucked her. That time, she had come so many times, her fluids gushing everywhere. I knew it was her trigger word; saying it would instantly excite her even more.
As expected, Yao Wei's body trembled. Her full ass shook violently, and she wrapped her entire body around me like a snake. Her eyes were heavy with lust, and she panted as she cried out, "Daddy... Weiwei... is... is going to be... fucked to death... by you... ah!... Big-cock daddy... ah... ah... ah... fucking... Weiwei... ah... so good... feels so good..."
"Ah... good daddy... big-cock daddy... Weiwei feels so good... ah... ah... ah...!"
The girl was a vision of pure, soul-stealing debauchery. Listening to her filthy words, I fucked her with abandon, thrusting fiercely and without mercy. I would bury my entire length inside her, then twist my hips to pull out and slam back in, fucking Yao Wei until she screamed, "Ah... daddy... I... Weiwei feels so good... ah... ah!... ah... fuck me to death!!"
Suddenly, Yao Wei's body went taut. Her moans intensified, her slender waist bucking more urgently, her perky ass tossing faster.
I knew she was about to climax. At the same time, I felt a powerful suction from deep within her vaginal walls. The fleshy walls clamped down on my cock, a sensation both numbing and electrifying. I knew I was about to cum as well.
I saw Yao Wei's long, white legs suddenly go rigid. Her beautiful back arched forward, her head thrown back, and a high-pitched scream escaped her lips, "Daddy...! I'm dying... dying... ahh... ah!!"
At that moment, a numbness shot through my waist. I let out a low roar, semen surged forth, erupting from my cock and shooting straight into Yao Wei's sopping cunt.
"You... you... how could you...!!"
Just as we were basking in the blissful waves of our climax, the study door was thrown open with a loud "bang!" We looked towards the door in unison, shocked. There stood Yao Shuanglei, his face contorted. He pointed at us, his body trembling violently, his fingers twitching, his face a mask of disbelief and shock.
The two of us in the room were still tightly embraced, pressed against the desk. The floor was littered with Yao Wei's clothes, books, and stationery. Our lower bodies were still joined, perfectly sealed. Our thick, dark pubic hair glistened with the wetness of our fluids, stuck messily to our lower abdomens. The dense hair couldn't hide the lewd sight; her plump, tender pussy lips were wrapped tightly around my cock, coated with a mixture of our fluids. A stream of the milky liquid overflowed from her fleshy lips, trickling down the roots of her fair, slender thighs onto the desk and the floor.
With a "thud!", Yao Shuanglei collapsed heavily to the floor. His eyes remained fixed on us, still tangled in the throes of our orgasm. His finger pointed weakly at us as his body twisted in horrifying convulsions.
"Dad!" Yao Wei cried out in alarm. She quickly pushed me away and, without a thought for her own nakedness, rushed to Yao Shuanglei's side. "Daddy! What's wrong, Daddy! Are you okay! Somebody, help!"
Yao Shuanglei's eyes were filled with fury, but he couldn't speak. His bloodshot eyes stared at his daughter beside him, my semen still seeping from between her snow-white thighs.
"You... you..." He couldn't get a word out. With what seemed like all his strength, he hugged Yao Wei tightly, then fell flat on the ground.
I was stunned. How did the old man get here? There was no time to think. I quickly pulled on my pants, grabbed Yao Wei's jeans from nearby, and told her to put them on. As I rushed to the door, I yelled, "Is anyone there! Mr. Yao has collapsed!"
Crying, chaos, shouting, and haste. The Yao household was thrown into an uproar. The butler, Max, came and performed emergency CPR. Soon, an ambulance arrived and took Yao Shuanglei away, with the entire Yao family following him to the hospital.
No one came to ask why he had collapsed. Remembering the heart-wrenching look on Yao Wei's face as she cried for her father, I hadn't expected things to turn out this way. It was truly unforeseen. Perhaps we had been too careless, letting lust overcome reason, fooling around so recklessly. We had gone too far.
But then again, Yao Shuanglei was no saint. He was the one who harmed our Zhou family. Me fucking his precious daughter right in front of him was his own damn fault.
A sense of grim satisfaction washed over me, and I couldn't stop a cold, cruel smile from spreading across my face.
Now, only I and two maids remained in the Yao family villa. I was about to ask for a ride home when I suddenly remembered the staircase to the basement I had seen earlier.
Since no one was around, and the two maids were busy cleaning up, paying me no mind, I walked over to the basement stairs and went down. At the bottom was a closed iron door.
I turned the handle. Of course, the iron door was locked. But I wasn't ready to give up. I went back to the living room. During dinner, I had noticed that the butler's quarters seemed to be on the first floor. In theory, he should have all the keys to the villa in there.
His room was also very tidy. I quickly found a large key box in a conspicuous spot on a desk.
The box was packed with keys. Among them was a small key with a tag that read "Basement."
I took the key, put the box back on the desk, and returned to the stairwell. I unlocked the door smoothly. Behind it was a passageway, and after a few steps, I reached the bottom.
At the bottom, the passage split in two. The left led to a wine cellar. I glanced around; it was filled with vintage wines, some in barrels, some bottled.
The other passage led to a storeroom, holding dried goods, food, and miscellaneous items. Nothing suspicious.
The basement's layout was completely different from my family's. I wasn't convinced. Since the entrance to the second sub-level in my house was a secret door, maybe there was something similar here.
I remembered the mechanism in my house and began to look around for a similar device. Sure enough, I quickly spotted a small tile in a corner of the storeroom that had a slightly different pattern and color from the surrounding ones. It was exactly like the mechanism at my house.
Perhaps because I had seen this kind of mechanism before, I found it so quickly. For an ordinary person, it would be nearly impossible to notice the difference in the tiles.
I touched the tile and pressed it. I heard a "click" as the tile sank into the wall. Then, the sound of a clockwork mechanism came from within a large, uniform tile next to it. The tile rotated into the wall, revealing a keyhole.
The mechanism was identical to the one in my house, but I didn't have the Yao family's key. My father had given me the key back then, which meant this mechanism's key was probably kept by the head of the household.
The head of the household was Yao Shuanglei. Maybe he kept it in his room. In for a penny, in for a pound. I went back to the first floor. The two maids were still busy cleaning, completely ignoring me. I went back to the butler's room and took the keys labeled "Master" and "Master's Study."
I crept back to the second floor and first searched Yao Shuanglei's study thoroughly. It was filled with a mess of books and documents, but there was clearly no antique-looking key hidden anywhere.
It seemed the bastard kept the thing in his own bedroom. I went up to the third floor, found the largest room at the end of the hallway, and unlocked it.
The bedroom was enormous, filled with a light, elegant fragrance. The decor was a solemn and ornate American style, a bit somber for a master bedroom. It was surrounded by red wooden furniture, and one wall was coovered by thick, beige curtains with intricate patterns.
I rummaged through everything, but they were all just daily necessities. The wardrobes were full of the master and mistress's everyday clothes. I had to admit, Aunt Wu had great taste. The bras and panties were all high-end, luxurious brands, with stylish designs. There were conservative, traditional sets as well as sexy, see-through lace styles. A colorful array of dresses, suits, underwear, shoes, and hats filled several large wardrobes.
Although these alluring, mature woman's clothes, carrying her intoxicating scent, were tempting, I had no time for my perverted, fetishistic urges. My mind was solely focused on finding that key. But I searched every nook and cranny of the entire bedroom and found nothing.
I had no idea where the old man had hidden the key. It seemed he was very cautious, guarding this family secret carefully. Maybe he didn't keep it at home at all. My searching here was futile.
After searching for so long, I was exhausted. I lay down to rest for a while on Yao Shuanglei and Aunt Wu's large bed. The bed was wide and spacious, and the bedding still carried the mistress's fragrance. There were also Western-style canopy curtains around it, currently tied up, but I imagined they would be very romantic when let down.
Aunt Wu was truly a noblewoman who appreciated the finer things in life. If things went smoothly between Yao Wei and me in the future, wouldn't she have the chance to become my mother-in-law? The moment the phrase "sexy mother-in-law" crossed my mind, my cock grew hot.
After a bit of fantasizing, I put everything I had rummaged through back in its place. I went back downstairs and returned the other items to their original spots, then put the keys back. Although I hadn't managed to get into the secret room, at least I had confirmed the fact that the Yao family had one.
I borrowed an electric scooter and drove back to my home in the city. The air outside was sweltering; summer had arrived. But my thoughts were even more chaotic.
It seemed the unspeakable secrets of our four great families might all be hidden in these kinds of secret rooms. I had no idea what this "secret" was. I just felt like I was being pulled along by an invisible thread, following a pre-arranged path to a final destination.
Perhaps there wasn't just one thread. If there were many, such a thing could only be called a spider's web.
At that thought, a shiver ran down my spine.
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