Daqi teased her deliberately, "What are you thinking about me for?"
Lan Yun didn't know how to answer. Da Qi answered for her, "Do you want me to ride you?"
Lan Yun's fair, oval face flushed instantly. She smiled seductively at the man without speaking. Da Qi persisted, "Tell me already, do you want me to ride you? Horse, be good, tell me!" Lan Yun whispered, "You're so naughty! You know I'm shy, yet you still make me say it?"
Daqi continued to vigorously rub the woman's large breasts with his hands and insisted, "I am wicked, you are my horse, a horse that only I am allowed to ride. I want you to answer now whether you want me to ride you?"
The sexy beauty Lan Yun had long been completely conquered by Tong Daqi—body, soul, and every inch of her being, inside and out! She knew that the man wouldn't give up until she answered. So, blushing, she replied gently and softly, "Of course, the horse certainly wants you to ride it, little brother..."
Hahaha, Daqi was overjoyed. The feeling of completely conquering a proud and beautiful woman, body and soul, truly made him feel like he was living in paradise! Of course, I, Tong Daqi, want to live in this paradise forever.
Daqi smiled and said, "My hearing hasn't been working very well lately, I didn't hear you clearly, horse, say it again louder!"
Lan Yun stared at the man, repeatedly biting her lower lip with her pearly white teeth. As the man expected, she obediently said, slightly louder, "Of course, the horse wants you to ride it, little brother!"
Daqi: "Then why wear so many clothes?"
Ma'er immediately smiled and said, "Oh, okay. Ma'er will take it off for you right away!" She then reached behind her back and unzipped her dress. She extended her snow-white arms from under the dress, and then, standing on the ground, she stepped out from the black and white checkered dress. After emerging from her high heels, the woman was left wearing only a sexy black thong. She was about to remove the thong when Daqi said, "Leave that for me, take it off for me first." Ma'er smiled seductively, glanced at the man, and then gently and skillfully stripped Daqi completely naked. After completely exposing the man, the woman gently rubbed his erection.
Daqi said softly, "Horse, kneel down!" With the man's simple "kneel down," the mature and sexy young woman Lanyun obediently bent her knees and knelt in front of the man who was comfortably sitting on the sofa.
With her left hand, she grasped the base of Daqi's "sword," while her right hand gently stroked the man's thigh. Lowering her proud head, she parted her red lips and took the man's "sword" into her luscious mouth. After all, the horse had experience "serving" Daqi, so he didn't need to say much. The woman skillfully used her "lips and tongue" to serve the man's "sword."
"Horse, good girl, so good! Be good like this for the rest of your life, okay?" Daqi asked her while gently combing her hair. The horse smiled and nodded, but her lips and tongue continued to "serve" the man's incredibly hard "sword".
Do you know what you're holding in your mouth right now?
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"What?" Daqi asked the horse. The horse shook its head.
"Are you my horse?" Daqi asked, and the horse nodded, its mouth still holding the "sword".
Daqi burst into laughter, pointing to his "sword" and saying, "You are my horse, and this is the whip, a whip specifically for whipping you!"
Lan Yun let out a "plop," laughing despite having the "sword" in her mouth. She spat it out, saying, "You're going to use it to whip Qi Wen? If you could just whip me, I'd be happy!" It seemed the horse was always jealous of Qi Wen. After speaking, she put the man's "sword" back into her red mouth and began to suck and spit it out, looking at the man with a smug expression. She also occasionally lightly brushed the "sword's" little servant with the tip of her tongue.
It seems I really need to use this "whip" to give this sexy, beautiful, and incomparably noble mare a good "whip" today!
"Horse, use this to clamp!" Daqi instructed the horse to use her large, round, and towering breasts to clamp her "horsewhip." The woman smiled gently and used both hands to grasp her two enormous "hemispheres" and clamp the man's "horsewhip," actually trapping the entire "horsewhip." She actively thrust her upper body, vigorously kneading her "hemispheres" with both hands, causing the man's lustful member to peek out and emerge between her two standard "hemispheres" time and time again.
"Damn, that feels so good! Big-breasted women are wonderful!" Of all his women, only Qianru, Chunxiao, Xiaoli, and the woman before him had the capital to serve his "sword" with their "hemispheric" breasts. Jia Ran was a bit older, nearing 40, and while her breasts were indeed large, their color wasn't as vibrant as the four beauties'. The four beauties' breasts could absolutely be described as beautiful, sexy, and alluring! Therefore, under normal circumstances, he wouldn't ask Jia Ran to "serve" his lover with her breasts. Unfortunately, his three wives at home, though exceptionally beautiful, didn't have such ample "capital" for his pleasure. Perhaps it was because Qiwen and Jing'er weren't very old, and Mu Ping was too tall, so her breasts were naturally smaller. Compared to the four beauties, Suqin, Pingjia, Ye Huan, and Zheng Jie's breasts were absolutely "small fry."
The thought immediately brought to mind Cheng Renji's beautiful secretary, Xiao Yulou. Yes, Yulou's breasts were indeed quite "impressive"! Though he'd never seen them, judging from her attire and his own experience, her beauty was probably no less than any of the four busty women he already owned! How wonderful it would be if Yulou, like the horse before him, knelt before him, eagerly serving his desires with her enormous "hemispheric" breasts! Unfortunately, she was Cheng Renji's secretary, and he feared he'd likely never have the chance to have her "serve" him the way he wanted. Yulou, how I long for you!
Qianru, Chunxiao, and Sister Xiaoli were like gifts from heaven; he never imagined he would receive their favor. He had always looked up to Qianru and Xiaoli, never daring to dream of having them. Chunxiao, on the other hand, was entirely "given" to him by Qianru, though her charm was no less than Qianru's. As for Ma'er Lanyun, she had "provided" to him, and he intended to vent his anger for Suqin by actively conquering her and winning her over through a series of efforts.
Unlike the four busty beauties—Qianru, Chunxiao, Xiaoli, and Ma'er—Yulou, this sexy and glamorous office lady—was the kind of woman he wanted to pin down on his desk and enjoy the moment he met her. Because her profession was secretary, and he was the boss. Just like with Pingjia, he wanted Yulou, this professional secretary, to be his personal secretary—a dear "mistress" who belonged to him body and soul from the moment they met!
From the moment he saw Yulou, he felt that one "little mistress," Pingjia, wasn't enough; he needed a "big mistress." And the perfect "big mistress" was Yulou. A company without a "big mistress" is incomplete, and a boss without a "big mistress" is an imperfect boss! How he longed to be a perfect boss, possessing both a "big mistress" and a "little mistress." How wonderful it would be to have both "big mistresses" attending to him while he was idle at the company or traveling!
Chapter 135 Riding a "Warhorse"
Currently, the company doesn't have a "top mistress," so he can only temporarily use his "pure and innocent lover," Suqin, as his "top mistress." Actually, Suqin is practically his wife; he shouldn't treat her as a "top mistress." So far, only Yulou fits the bill for his "top mistress" criteria. It's just a pity that her boss, this professional secretary, isn't him, but rather a real estate tycoon—Cheng Renji.
Daqi felt a pang of regret whenever he thought of Yulou… Sigh, perhaps our fate was not meant to be in this life…
"Come on, horse, get on!" Daqi said. He had the beautiful horse turn her back to him, align her "treasure" with his "whip," and she sat down...
"Oh—" the horse exclaimed immediately, "Little brother...you...your...your place, how come it's so full...the horse is completely stuffed..."
Daqi also felt himself entering an extremely warm and intimate place. He almost commanded the woman on his lap: "Horse, move! Hurry up!" The horse had no choice but to slightly wiggle its snowy buttocks and gently twist its waist to make itself move gently on the man's lap.
Daqi: "Horse, hurry up." The horse replied: "Brother...you...are...big...horse...no...I dare not go fast, if I go fast, how...how can I bear it?" She continued to move gently up and down.
Daqi watched as the woman's long, flowing hair cascaded naturally down her fair, delicate back. Her back was incredibly beautiful—full yet slender, fair with a rosy glow. What a beloved horse, and a truly sexy, mature woman!
The man was captivated, especially since his "sword" was already fully immersed in the woman's tight, warm "treasure." The woman's "treasure" felt like a warm, soft hand gently caressing his "sword." The man felt his blood boil; he gripped the woman's slender waist and thrust his hips forward, his eyes fixed on the rhythmic movement of his "sword" in and out of her lovely "treasure." It was so beautiful; his fluffy "black forest" occasionally poked against the woman's soft, fleshy buttocks.
This woman was the same; the man hadn't even used his full strength to ravage her. Just the slightest movement, and she cried out in agony; a little more force, and she begged the man, "Brother, be gentle...be gentle..." Daqi saw the woman's juices flowing from between her "treasure" and "sword," wetting her belly, and his own "fluff" glistening. He knew it was time to vigorously "ride" the mare before him.
He gripped her slender waist tightly with both hands and thrust his hips forcefully. The woman immediately opened her mouth wide and cried out softly. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back, her hair swinging wildly, and used both hands to firmly grasp the man's hands that were holding her waist, trying to slow down his "attack." But the more she did this, the more excited the man became, and the more excited he became, the more forcefully he thrust his hips.
The woman cried out softly, her back drenched in fragrant sweat, beads of perspiration trickling down her slender spine. "Brother... horse... horse can't... can't take it... be gentle..." The man paid no heed to the woman's condition; he thought, "My horse is a mature woman, and my 'treasure' has secreted so much spring water, how could she not be able to take it?" He continued to thrust his hips upwards forcefully, causing the woman to rise and fall repeatedly on his lap. The woman clearly enjoyed it immensely; her brow furrowed, she occasionally glanced back at him, but her small, red lips continued to utter cries.
Daqi moved his hips, seeking a kiss from the woman, who obediently brought her red lips close to his mouth. "Mmm, mmm, mmm," the woman murmured sensually as she kissed the man deeply, while simultaneously swaying her snowy hips, making her "treasure" constantly swallow and release the man's "sword."
"Horse, I want to ride you in a different position!" Daqi said, panting heavily. The horse immediately nodded in agreement: "My darling, ride me however you like, I'll do as you say!" The man was overjoyed. This was the charming, obedient mare he wanted!
The man made the woman kneel on the soft sofa, preventing her from using her hands to support her upper body, instead placing her shoulders directly on the sofa. This raised her snowy buttocks even higher under his gaze. He glanced briefly at the moist scenery between her buttocks; her "treasure," resembling a steamed bun, was wet and slightly swollen, while her "chrysanthemum" was vividly "blooming" before his eyes. Daqi happily stroked her chrysanthemum for a while, letting out soft moans as he did so.
Without further hesitation, the man thrust his "sword" into the woman's "steamed bun," and began slapping her buttocks repeatedly with his abdomen. The sound of flesh hitting flesh against flesh was crisp and clear. In addition, the woman closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and screamed wildly, as if she wanted to reveal her pearly white teeth.
The man slapped the woman's buttocks with his abdomen while stretching out his hands to caress her naturally drooping, hemispherical breasts. He kneaded those elastic "hemispheres" tightly, almost sinking his ten fingers into them. Finally, the woman cried out, her snowy buttocks trembling, and her entire body reached a climax of pleasure.
The man felt a sudden, intense throbbing within her incredibly tight "treasure," followed by a surge of heat that hit his "sword head," bringing him immense comfort and pleasure. He closed his eyes, his brow beaded with sweat, and let his "sword head" revel in the sucking sensation of the woman's tender "flower bud" deep within her "treasure."
"Little brother, the horse can't take it anymore. Let it go, it can't go on," Lan Yun gasped, still enjoying the afterglow of her climax.
“Horse, I’m not done yet!” Daqi laughed smugly, continuing to vigorously knead her standard “hemispherical” breasts with both hands. He continued, “If this isn’t good enough, then this will do!” The man gently stroked her exquisitely beautiful chrysanthemum with his index finger.
The woman knew that Daqi would definitely want to enjoy her chrysanthemum, since he had done so before. Now that her lover wanted it, how could she refuse? She nodded resignedly and said, "Be gentle! It's too...too big."
"Alright, I understand, don't worry!" Daqi smiled. He had the woman lie face down on the sofa, then straddled her soft buttocks, gently stroking her back to help her relax. The horse closed its eyes in comfort.
Daqi let the horse relax for a while, then pried open its delicate anus with one hand and examined it carefully. He was about to hold his "sword" and aim the "sharp tip" at its anus... He glanced at the woman; she still had her eyes closed and a relaxed expression on her face. Thinking about it, it made sense. Last time, touching her anus almost made her "ascend to heaven," so naturally she wouldn't resist his "invasion" of her anus this time; in fact, she seemed to enjoy it.
Since you like it, be gentle! Daqi kept smearing the woman's "treasure" spring water on her anus, making it wet and incredibly vibrant, before placing the "sword head" on her anus. The man only slightly lowered his hips, and the woman immediately let out a soft moan, her snowy buttocks trembling slightly.
The man's "sword tip" had already plunged into the vibrant chrysanthemum. Then, with the woman's soft moans, the man's "sword" slowly pierced into her chrysanthemum, section by section. Finally, the "sword" was fully inserted! The woman hummed softly, or rather, she was enjoying it immensely. She felt as if a whole red-hot iron rod was burning deep inside her, making her whole body tingle with pleasure!
Daqi didn't rush to withdraw his "sword" that was already deeply embedded in her anus. He leaned down, pressing his abdomen against the woman's back, and whispered in his beloved woman's ear, "Horse, you're so gentle!"
"As long as you come to see the horse often, you can make it as gentle as you want!" the woman replied softly.
"I will, don't worry! You are my horse, I can't let you go, and I can't bear to part with you! Riding you feels so comfortable!" Daqi said softly as he gently kissed the woman's earlobe.
"The horse loves being ridden by you, and wishes it could be ridden by you every day. It's just afraid you won't come to ride it. You don't know how much the horse misses you since you haven't come to see it for so long!" the woman continued softly.
"I'm here to ride you, aren't I?" Daqi replied while gently pulling on the "sword" that wasn't inside the chrysanthemum.
As soon as he moved, the woman cried out softly, "Brother...brother...be a little gentler..." Daqi had no choice but to pull him gently.
"Is it comfortable?" the man asked the woman. She slightly opened her eyes, nodded gently, and said, "It feels like there's a whole red-hot iron rod inside me, making me feel so hot and comfortable!" Daqi kissed her and then thrust his "sword" forcefully. The woman immediately let out a soft "Ah!" Fine beads of sweat appeared on her nose; she looked incredibly beautiful!
Knowing the woman was enjoying it, the man began to vigorously pull on his "sword." "Ah—oh—gently...gently..." the woman cried out, trembling as she let her anus endure the man's fierce attack on her "sword." Daqi knew the woman was enjoying it, and at this moment, he only wanted to vigorously whip his "whip" to ride his beloved mare in this "backdoor" way.
Gradually, the horse beneath him began to whimper unconsciously. Daqi slowly became aroused as well, thrusting his "sword" relentlessly at the alluring anus of the sexy body beneath him, his speed increasing.
The man felt as if he were riding a tall, beautiful, snow-white warhorse, galloping freely across the vast grasslands. On this grassland, he was the tallest man, because the warhorse beneath him was the most beautiful warhorse, an invincible warhorse exclusively for his ride!
As Daqi rode Lanyun, his "warhorse," he exclaimed excitedly, "Sister Lanyun, my most obedient horse, my most beautiful little mare. I love riding you so much, it's so comfortable! I want to ride you forever, you will always be my horse, a horse I can ride and straddle at will!"
Beneath her lay a sexy young woman, Li Lanyun, the HR manager and powerful figure at Tang Dynasty Company. She moved her shapely hips, sometimes passively, sometimes actively, to meet the man's thrusts into her anus, while simultaneously responding to her beloved: "Little brother, husband, my darling! Lanyun is your little mare, your most obedient horse. Ride, ride as you please, ride me, your mare, as you please! Lanyun wants you to ride me forever, to straddle me forever, and never leave me!"
Daqi: "Horse, you are my horse, all by yourself, you know? My horse, all by myself!"
Lan Yun: "Of course, of course, the horse is yours alone. Only you, little brother, can ride and touch it! The horse wouldn't even look at other men!"
The two were moving vigorously, and the entire sofa seemed to shake along with them. Daqi continued to command the horse, "Horse, you're not allowed to be jealous of Qiwen, understand? She's my first wife, my original spouse, understand?"
The horse replied with a soft pant, "No, I wouldn't dare be jealous of her anymore. I only ask that my little brother come to see me often and ride my horse; that would make me perfectly happy!"
Daqi continued thrusting his "sword," saying, "Horse, I like you. Maybe one day you and Qiwen will still be living together..."
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"Together. From now on, when you see Qiwen, you have to give way to her, understand? This is my only request of you!"
Horse: "Little brother, don't worry. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do! Don't even mention giving in, I'll call you Sister Qiwen, I'm willing to call you Sister Qiwen for the rest of my life!"
Finally, both of them cried out as they released their pent-up passion. Daqi, his hips trembling, poured all his pent-up passion into the beautiful mare's writhing, alluring rear...
Daqi pressed his entire body against the beautiful horse's slender back, panting heavily and covered in sweat. He rested against the horse's back for a while before straightening up and pulling himself away. When his "sword" was completely withdrawn from the horse's anus, an infinitely sensual "springtime peach blossom red" flowed from its anus.
Daqi picked up the limp and powerless horse and carried it into the bathroom; both of them needed a good wash...
After the horse arrived at the bathroom, it perked up and began to lovingly wash its beloved man's body. Daqi closed his eyes and soaked in the hot water of the bathtub.
Daqi: "Ma'er, don't you feel lonely living alone?"
As the horse helped the man wash, it said, "Of course! I feel empty when I come home from work every day. Especially when I wake up in the middle of the night, I miss you so much!"
Daqi: "I want you to live with my two little lovers, are you willing?"
Horse: "What? A little lover? Who is it?"
Daqi then briefly recounted his affair with Ye Huan and Zheng Jie. On the very night Ye Huan and Zheng Jie moved into the "Rongzhou Diwei Apartment," Ye Huan called the man.
Chapter 136 Four People in One Bed
Ye Huan said the apartment was large and there were two empty rooms. Da Qi simply told Huan'er, "Keep the empty rooms; I have a use for them." Ye Huan readily agreed. Therefore, Da Qi wanted Ma'er to move in with Huan'er and the others.
Daqi: "Ma'er, I want you to live with them. That way I can visit you more often. And you won't be so lonely with them around. You're the eldest sister, so please help me take care of the two little sisters as well."
Horse: Is this appropriate?
Daqi: "You should move in there, otherwise you'll really get sick from being all alone. Listen to me, okay?"
Ma'er: "I would be willing, but I'm afraid they won't accept me. After all, they are young, not as mature as me, and not as open-minded as me."
Daqi: "Don't worry, everything is negotiable as long as you're willing! Give me my phone, it seems to be in the living room."
Ma'er smiled and stepped out of the bathtub, soaking wet, to get Daqi's phone. A moment later, she returned to the bathroom and handed the phone to the man.
Daqi took the phone and dialed Ye Huan's number. He rested his head on the edge of the bathtub, and the horse continued to wash his entire body.
Daqi: "Huan'er? It's me, Tong Daqi!"