I peeked my head out slightly. The office wasn't large, bookshelves lined both sides, with a desk and chair in the middle, and a sofa against the far wall.
Inside the office, a graceful figure was standing in front of a bookshelf. It was actually Zhu Yun. I was stunned. Could she be working this late? Was she that dedicated?
So she must be the librarian here. I saw her long, black hair draped casually over her shoulders, unstyled. She was actually wearing a loose-fitting purple nightgown that clung to her voluptuous, curvaceous figure. It looked like she wasn't wearing a bra underneath; her full, perky breasts pushed against the fabric, their erect nipples clearly visible. The nightgown was very long, revealing only her fair, delicate ankles. Her beautiful feet were in a pair of slippers. A completely at-home look.
Why was she dressed like this at the school?
I was taken aback. I had originally wanted to go in and surprise her, but seeing her serious and cold expression as she searched for something on the bookshelf, I hesitated.
Her beautiful, delicate face was completely pale. I instinctively held back, feeling that it would be a terrible idea if she discovered me right now.
I couldn't quite put my finger on why it felt so wrong; it was just an intuition. I felt a bit flustered as I watched her search for a while longer before pulling a file folder from between the pages of a thick book.
After opening it, she took out what looked like Taoist talismans with strange symbols.
I was bewildered. What were these for?
How could something like this be in a university library?
I vaguely remembered seeing similar items before, in some traditional books about so-called Taoist magical techniques.
Zhu Yun examined the talismans carefully, then slipped them back into the book. She held the book in her hand and prepared to turn off the lights.
I was startled and quickly ducked around a corner. Luckily, there was an alcove nearby. It was dark, and I hid inside, not even daring to breathe.
I heard Zhu Yun turn off the lights, then lock the office door. After that, she went downstairs, the flip-flop sounds of her slippers echoing in the empty building.
Once I felt she had gone downstairs, I dared to peek out from the corner. A faint, sweet scent lingered in the hallway, the trace of her fragrance. It wasn't a strong perfume, but the natural scent of a mature woman was incredibly alluring, a subtle elegant cosmetics and mature feminine aroma that was unforgettable and tantalizing.
I quietly crouched down and followed her from the third floor. Peeking through the stair railing, I saw she had already reached the first floor. She was holding the book with the talismans, but instead of heading for the main entrance, she walked toward a side corridor. Her purple nightgown fluttered with her seductive figure, her gait enchanting and graceful. Her full, curvy hips swayed from side to side beneath the nightgown, the hem fluttering, exuding an air of bewitching charm. The "Tongyue Building" was dark, with only the faint moonlight filtered in.
She looked like a purple female ghost wandering through the night.
I couldn't help but shiver as I descended to the third floor, wanting to see where she was going.
I didn't know why I was so invested, but this woman was nothing like a typical university teacher. She was surrounded by too many mysteries that I couldn't ignore.
The corridor she entered was, as I recalled, a dead end. It had the men's and women's restrooms, and then a storage room.
I followed her into the corridor, but she was already out of sight. I passed through the restrooms and arrived at the storage room. She must have gone inside.
I pressed my ear against the storage room door and listened carefully. There was no sound from within, nor any light seeping through the crack. What was she doing in there? Sleeping?
I was utterly bewildered. After hesitating for a long moment, I mustered my courage and gently turned the doorknob. It wasn't locked.
After opening the door, I saw it was filled with miscellaneous school items. The storage room wasn't large, and there was a small compartment inside. I went in and looked all around, but there was nothing else.
There was no sign of Zhu Yun. Where had she gone?
I searched everywhere but found no trace of anyone. There weren't many items stored here, and it didn't look like a place where one could sleep or rest.
I was completely baffled, feeling that Zhu Yun was shrouded in mystery. Could it be that she knew how to make herself disappear?
Just then, I noticed that the tiles on the wall here were very similar.
They were identical to the ones in the secret room in my family's and the Yao family's basements.
Could this be another room with a hidden mechanism?
Following the pattern of the tiles, I continued my search and soon found the tile that looked like the switch for the secret door.
I wanted to activate the mechanism immediately, but I remembered I didn't have the key to open it. Even if I triggered it, I wouldn't be able to get in. Besides, Zhu Yun had likely already opened it and gone down to the secret chamber below. If I activated the mechanism now, the noise might alert her and give me away.
Thinking this, I pulled my hand back. Zhu Yun was from the Zhu family, one of the Four Great Families. It seemed this "Tongyue Building" was also inextricably linked to the secrets of the Four Great Families.
Although I didn't know what she was doing in the secret chamber below, it was surely related to the "secret" of the Four Great Families that she and my mother had both mentioned before.
Since I couldn't get down, there was no point in staying here any longer. If someone else came, or if she returned and discovered me, I'd be in trouble, so I quickly retreated.
I slipped out through the second-floor library.
It seemed this "secret" was extremely important.
I didn't know what they were all planning, but I felt I was already deeply entangled in the situation. At this point, even if I wanted to escape, I couldn't.
*****
In the presidential suite, Room 301 of the Haojing Lika Grand Hotel.
On the hotel's large bed, a stunningly beautiful, voluptuous woman with skin whiter than snow was panting delicately under a man, drenched in fragrant sweat.
Their fingers were intertwined, their hands clasped tightly. Her plump, snow-white long legs were draped over the man's shoulders, exposing her charming, pink private parts. The rose-colored petals of her sex were spread wide.
The entrance to her "Peach Blossom Spring," which normally couldn't even accommodate a single finger, was now brutally impaled by a thick, long, purple-red, hooked cock. The tender flesh of her beautiful nether lips was stretched to its limit, sucking on the meaty rod like a greedy little mouth.
Her plump buttocks moved in waves, like a wonderfully elastic fleshy cushion. The pink slit between her full, swollen mound bit down on the man's massive cock, matching his thrusts, causing the two large flesh balls on her chest to bounce wildly.
Love juices splashed from their tightly joined genitals, accompanied by thick, milky strands, evidence of their long, intense lovemaking.
Yao Liang was ecstatic to finally have the beautiful goddess he had longed for day and night. He felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. The most depraved and vulgar fantasies he'd had since childhood were all being fulfilled. This stunning, sexy, top-tier woman was his good friend's beloved mother, nearly 20 years older than him, yet now she was pinned beneath him, letting him have his way with her. For three days and three nights, like a lovesick woman, she had indulged in wild passion with him. The frantic sounds of their bodies slapping and their gasps and moans had not ceased for a moment.
Lost in their illicit passion, Gu Wanxin was thoroughly pleasured by the energetic, well-endowed young man. They reached climax after climax, their bodies entwined in a dance of ecstasy, repeatedly reaching the heights of pleasure.
As if possessing endless energy and desire, they made love on the bed, in the bathroom, in the living room, on the balcony. Every corner of the presidential suite seemed to bear traces of their physical union.
Their joined parts would get wet, then dry, then wet again. The fluids that flowed from their intense friction let out foams, surrounding their private parts and covering their lower bodies, but their passion remained undiminished, their sexes still tightly joined.
"Mmm... ah..." Gu Wanxin couldn't suppress her moans beneath Yao Liang. Her noble, cold, and beautiful face was flushed with the passion of their lovemaking, and her breath came in ragged gasps.
Yao Liang pumped his hips, his hands massaging, rubbing, and caressing Mom's round, plump buttocks. His strong fingers kneaded her flesh wantonly, all ten fingers sinking deep into her ass as he fiercely thrust into the goddess beneath him. His thick meat rod thrust and rubbed against her tender passage, pounding into her like a pile driver, hitting the entrance to her womb with every stroke. He rocked his hips, grinding against her inner walls, his large glans rubbing against her tender flesh, until her beautiful, honeyed cave was flowing with nectar.
Yao Liang looked down at the goddess beneath him, so full of charm, abandon, and ecstasy as she gave herself to him. Her full, perky breasts bounced up and down in waves, her entire body covered in the marks he had left over the past few days. He smiled lewdly and said, "My Sister Xin... does it feel good?"
"So... so good... it's amazing... ah... you're going to fuck sister to death..."
Mom arched her waist and twisted her hips, her honeyed cave biting tightly onto Yao Liang's big cock, secreting a slick, slippery fluid. The layers of delicate flesh within her famed "Jade Cave" enveloped his rod, and her womb was stretched and rubbed by his massive glans with every thrust. The pleasure was so intoxicating that she was lost in ecstasy, swaying her plump buttocks, her black hair scattered all around, panting and moaning seductively.
"How do I compare to Jiang Weixin?"
"...Yours is... so much bigger than his... Oh, Xiao Liang... mmm... I want it... I'm going to... ah..."
The pleasure of her exquisite pussy stimulated his cock to its absolute limit. Yao Liang's burning desire was uncontrollable, his blood surging as he smiled lewdly at the beautiful woman beneath him and said, "Sister Xin, this slutty pussy of yours feels too damn good... My little brother is going to be snapped in half by you... Shall we play for one more day?"
"Hmph!"
Gu Wanxin's beautiful face was flushed with a rosy color, her expression full of flirtatious charm. She coquettishly snorted, "Aren't you satisfied yet? Your... your reward was supposed to be for one night... and you've... already had me for three days... ah..."
"But you're enjoying being fucked by me too, aren't you? Otherwise, why wouldn't you to leave? It feels so fucking good... I'm going to fuck you to death... oh... it's so damn good..."
Yao Liang thrust his hips, violently pumping his rigid cock in and out of her slippery vagina like a piston. The hooked rod pulled out her endlessly flowing spring nectar in waves with a splashingsound.
Both their pubic hair was soaked with fluids, sticking messily to the pink flesh of her crotch. The two petals of her nether lips glistened, flushed with a rosy red. As the massive cock scraped against her, the tender flesh inside her passage rolled and churned. The glistening nectar flowed into the charming cleft of her ass, making Yao Liang feel as if his soul was being melted away.
"...You're annoying... I... I'm coming... give it to me... quickly..."
A wave of ecstatic pleasure washed over her. Mom moaned loudly, her beautiful eyes hazy and dreamy. Her cherry lips, glossy with a seductive sheen, began to emit clear, delicate cries. Her soft, fair arms wrapped around Yao Liang's neck, and her sexy, alluring legs clung to his waist like an octopus. Her lower honey passage contracted and twitched urgently, and a stream of hot, thick, white fluid gushed out, splashing everywhere.
"Ah, ah, take it, it's all for you, I'm fucking you to death, fucking you to death, ah, ah, fucking you, you slutty sister,"
Yao Liang shuddered and cried out, pressing down heavily. The purplish-black, shiny glans plunged into the entrance of her womb, pressing against a soft spot deep inside. He felt her incredibly lewd and beautiful pussy was hot, wet, and incredibly tight. The tender, slick flesh of her inner chamber squirmed unceasingly, as if trying to squeeze every last drop of fluid from his cock.
*****
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