The girl who came to his door was quite talented. Without Zhao Tianhao's guidance, she began licking the head of his penis with her nimble little tongue. Zhao Tianhao felt a jolt of pleasure.
"Oh, tear, oh, oh..." Zhao Tianhao gasped repeatedly, thoroughly enjoying himself.
After seeing that the girl was somewhat skilled, Zhao Tianhao had her use her mouth to hold his penis.
Zhao Tianhao grabbed the girl's head with both hands and began thrusting like a vagina. At first, Zhao Tianhao was a little hesitant, afraid of hurting the girl's throat.
After all, Zhao Tianhao's penis was too big; it couldn't even fit into her throat.
Gradually, Zhao Tianhao became increasingly aroused and began to thrust forcefully into the girl's mouth, causing her to cry and snot to flow.
Zhao Tianhao was getting carried away and didn't care about the girl's comfort; he just did what he wanted. How gentle could a nobody like Zhao Tianhao be?
After five minutes of penetration, Zhao Tianhao ejaculated into the girl's mouth, spraying seven or eight streams, directly onto her mouth, face, and hair. Her cheeks bulged as if she'd drunk porridge. At Zhao Tianhao's command, the girl swallowed. His penis, which had just ejaculated, became hard again. Zhao Tianhao tossed the girl onto the bed and began to probe her vagina, discovering it was already wet and dripping with fluid.
"You're so horny," Zhao Tianhao said, lifting his fingers, glistening with moisture.
Ignoring the girl's blushing face, Zhao Tianhao pounced on her breasts, sucking and nibbling. He was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Zhao Tianhao took one nipple in his mouth and began to bite and gnaw, slowly stroking it upwards.
The girl cried out in pain, "Ah, ah, ah!" Her other hand wasn't idle either; Zhao Tianhao would vigorously rub her other mound, then probe and tease her vulva.
Having rubbed enough, Zhao Tianhao knelt between the girl's legs, then used his thighs to spread her thighs apart, grasped his penis, and thrust it into her vulva.
"Mine's big, just bear with it."
Zhao Tianhao was having a good time being mischievous. Because the girl was inexperienced, her vulva was very tight, and the pressure and squeezing sensation inside was intense when Zhao Tianhao entered, almost causing him to ejaculate.
Zhao Tianhao held the girl's slender waist with both hands and slowly pushed his penis in.
Finally, when he had inserted about 15cm, Zhao Tianhao felt the head, hitting the girl's clitoris, with a small portion still sticking out. He would have to wait for her cervix to dilate before he could fully penetrate. For now, he couldn't feel the sound of his legs hitting the girl's buttocks.
Zhao Tianhao stopped thinking about anything else and focused on thrusting.
From slow to fast, then faster and faster, he began to thrust forcefully into the girl. "Ahhhhh!" The girl's beautiful moans were Zhao Tianhao's best encouragement.
"Ah, no, ah, it hurts, ah, ah—" The girl climaxed.
Zhao Tianhao, however, showed no intention of ejaculating. He changed positions, placing the girl's legs on his shoulders, giving her no chance to breathe, and continued thrusting forcefully.
"Ah, no, ah, I can't. Go easy, ah," the girl moaned, her resistance mingling with pleasure. Zhao Tianhao showed no mercy, finishing quickly.
"I'll fuck you to death, you slut, you whore, fucking amazing!" Zhao Tianhao slapped the girl's breasts hard as he continued.
A crisp "smack" rang out. A large red handprint appeared on the girl's breast.
"Ah!" The girl cried out in pain.
Zhao Tianhao was excited, completely ignoring the girl's pain, and slapped her twice more, the blows causing her both pain and pleasure.
Zhao Tianhao switched hands and began slapping her other breast.
Accompanied by the girl's screams, a mixture of pain and pleasure, she climaxed again.
Zhao Tianhao had been vigorously thrusting for almost half an hour, and he was starting to feel it too. "Damn it. I'll fuck you to death, you bitch, I'll shoot myself to death!"
Zhao Tianhao increased the speed of his thrusts, pounding into her clitoris a few times, and ejaculated with a series of "plop plop plop" sounds.
The girl lay on the bed, trembling with pleasure.
Zhao Tianhao also felt pleasure, especially during his ejaculation, which was incredibly intense.
Zhao Tianhao pulled out his penis; the front half was visibly covered in white foam from penetration and the girl's vaginal fluids from her orgasm.
The lower half, however, was smooth, clearly showing the dividing line after penetration.
Zhao Tianhao placed his penis near the girl's mouth, and she obediently began to clean it.
After licking for only a few moments, Zhao Tianhao's penis became erect. He picked the girl up and placed her on the sofa, spreading her legs, and continued to penetrate her.
"Oh—" The girl was somewhat dazed from Zhao Tianhao's penetration, now completely at his mercy, just as she would be when fully conscious.
After a while, Zhao Tianhao turned the girl's body to the side, slapping her buttocks hard while thrusting.
Soon, Zhao Tianhao changed positions several times. The girl orgasmed a few more times, and Zhao Tianhao returned to the initial missionary position, one hand gripping his neck tightly, the other slapping the girl's face hard, while his hips continued to thrust.
"Ah—ah!" the girl cried out, whether from the beating or pleasure, it was unclear, but Zhao Tianhao was certainly enjoying himself.
Just as the girl was about to choke from pleasure, he released his grip on her neck, gave her a final slap, and ejaculated deep inside her.
The girl fainted from the intense pleasure, completely exhausted.
"That was great," Zhao Tianhao thought. Although he wasn't completely satisfied, the girl's exhausted state made him decide to rest.
The girl had been kicked to the floor and was now asleep. He had originally intended to hold her, but seeing the dried semen on her hair...
Even though it was his, Zhao Tianhao still felt disgusted and kicked her off the bed.
Luckily, there was a carpet on the floor, so he wasn't worried about her getting cold.
When Zhao Tianhao woke up in the morning, he was very satisfied with his physical condition. After having sex with this female college student several times yesterday, he still didn't feel tired; in fact, he felt increasingly vigorous.
If it weren't for the fact that the girl's body couldn't take it anymore, looking completely exhausted, Zhao Tianhao really wanted to know where his limits were.
Life is truly lonely as snow. As expected, anything produced by the system is bound to be top-notch.
Damn system, awesome!
After getting up and having breakfast, Zhao Tianhao saw the little girl was still resting, so he ignored her. What was there to care about an unknown extra?
Zhao Tianhao got into his car and headed to his clinic.
In this world, Zhao Tianhao's identity had earned him some money. After all, many people were concerned about and sought advice on mental health issues, hoping to receive treatment.
Therefore, the prices weren't cheap. Zhao Tianhao had some skills and genuine talent, so through his own efforts, he bought a house and a car in the capital.
Speaking of which, this world's Zhao Tianhao was also an orphan.
Arriving at the clinic, after smoking and changing clothes in his break room, before he even had a sip of water, a customer came in.
This glimpse reveals the whole picture; it shows that Zhao Tianhao's clinic was quite famous.
Zhao Tianhao settled into work mode, answering customers' questions and addressing their concerns, offering constructive suggestions.
The morning passed quickly. Just as Zhao Tianhao thought no one was around and was about to change and go out for lunch, a strange couple entered.
Why strange? Naturally, because the man looked older than the woman.
"Looks like a mistress who's taken over," Zhao Tianhao maliciously speculated.
"Please have a seat, gentlemen. What can I do for you?" Zhao Tianhao asked the couple, adjusting his non-prescription gold-rimmed glasses.
Because Zhao Tianhao wasn't very old, initially, to avoid others questioning his professionalism, he had always dressed more maturely.
He even got himself a pair of more mature-looking glasses, making him look like he was in his thirties.
However, later, as Zhao Tianhao's solid professionalism and reputation grew, it became unnecessary to wear them anymore, but he still habitually put them on.
Of course, these memories all come from Zhao Tianhao's identity; they can be considered Zhao Tianhao's past in this world.