Chapter 2

Chen Nan, who followed the villagers out to sea every day, was naturally tanned dark by the blazing sun. Once, when he went to the village chief's house to deliver seafood and happened to rinse off and bathe, the chief's wife accidentally saw the size of Chen Nan's body. Frustrated and unsatisfied, she seduced Chen Nan into bed with her, and from that day on, a whole new world opened up for him.

Whenever the village chief went out, Chen Nan would fool around at the chief's house with his slutty wife. His thick size, his incredible stamina, and the huge torrents he shot out like a water gun left the village chief's wife rolling her eyes and unable to get out of bed every time.

After that, Chen Nan developed a special liking for married women. Besides the thrill and the urge to conquer them, there was also a faint sense of revenge, as if he had finally gotten even.

After working himself half a year on the big bed in the village chief's house, Chen Nan, who had become curious about the outside world, took the thirty thousand yuan the chief's wife had given him and left the village, coming to the capital, Jingcheng, where he found an institution to study photography while working part-time.

It had to be said that Chen Nan did have some talent. In no time at all, he could shoot photos with a strong sense of atmosphere, and he had even gained a bit of a name in the small photography circle. That made the instructors at the training center very impressed, so they had Chen Nan help look after their photography studio.

And the woman beneath him was the client who had come with her husband two days ago to take wedding photos, a Chinese language teacher at a private elementary school.

At first she had come over, thought it was just a small studio, and thought the price was too high. She had fussed and complained for a long time, which had left Chen Nan extremely irritated. It wasn't until after the photos were taken and a few sample shots were shown that her attitude improved a little.

But it had to be said that the woman named Ai Jia was really beautiful, and her figure was incredibly hot. Once, after leaving with a belly full of fire, Chen Nan had been jerking off with the handkerchief she had just used to wipe her mouth, and Ai Jia happened to come back wanting to bargain again. She was instantly shocked by Chen Nan's alarming size. Zhang Yuanhao was also startled. A wicked thought rose in his heart, and he forcibly dragged Ai Jia along and fucked her hard. He fucked her so hard that Ai Jia even fainted, and Chen Nan shot a huge load of semen into that irritating little mouth.

Originally, after it was over, Chen Nan had already prepared himself for the possibility that Ai Jia would call the police and he would end up in prison. But the next day, not only did no one come looking for him, Ai Jia even came to find him dressed in a sexy outfit, saying she wanted to shoot another set of photos. Even if Chen Nan were stupid, he knew what that meant. What the hell was there to shoot? He simply dragged Ai Jia into the studio's lounge and fucked her fiercely again. From then on, Ai Jia knew she had fallen into Chen Nan's thick cock. Her husband was a programmer who worked overtime every day, while she herself had nothing to do and would come to Chen Nan from time to time to clear the pipes. Chen Nan was more than happy with that. Someone else's wife, after all, so there was no need to feel sorry for her. Just fuck her hard...

Chen Nan touched his oversized weapon without the slightest trace of tenderness, and with a thrust of his waist he drove it back into Ai Jia's tight cunt.

"Mm... no... don't!"

Ai Jia lay there like a puddle of soft mud, not wanting to move. Chen Nan, however, paid no attention to her state at all. He slapped her hard once, then hugged Ai Jia's snow-white ass and began pounding her crazily, the square table banging and shifting repeatedly with loud thuds.

"Ahhh... no... ahhh... please... please, I beg you, ahhh, I beg you... I can't take it anymore... can't take it anymore... ahhhhhh..."

Chen Nan set his camera down on the nearby table and pressed the whole upper half of his body down onto Ai Jia's. With a ferocious rhythm, his waist kept driving into her over and over. After going at it for a very long time, Chen Nan finally felt a bit of an urge to cum.

"Fuck! You filthy bitch! I'm about to cum! I'm gonna shoot it straight in, shoot it into your slutty fucking womb! Fuck! Forget the goddamn wedding photos, give me a son! Let your green-haired husband raise him for me! Ah! Fuck!"

At the last moment, Chen Nan yanked all the way out, then slammed himself back in hard. With a sharp crack, as if he were hugging a huge wooden pile and storming a fortress, Ai Jia felt as though that thick, brutal weapon in her back had driven straight through her entire body. The immense pleasure and the satisfying sense of being filled crashed into Ai Jia's mind. Her whole body went rigid, and she forcefully arched up her usually untouchable, noble head, again.

She couldn't even count how many orgasms she'd already had. The man behind her really had terrifying stamina.

That was the only thought in Ai Jia's mind before she fainted. She knew full well that no matter what her job was, or what her personality was, she would never be able to get away from this thick cock in this lifetime.