Her Daily Life (NPH) - Chapter 4

After noon on Sunday, Chen Tao ate lunch in her room when a guest suddenly visited.

She hurriedly went to the door.

The apartment building’s age was beyond assessment, with each unit costing only 500 yuan a month.

Its safety measures were barely adequate, and it was a miracle that Chen Tao lived there so long without serious issues.

Living in such a place, Chen Tao’s br3asts grew larger, but her street smarts didn’t.

Hearing a knock, she immediately opened the door.

“Hello, sorry for the intrusion. I’m Song Shan. Would you like a household fire extinguisher?” the man asked.

A tall, middle-aged stranger stood at the door, looking dependable. Perhaps from walking in the sun too long, his flushed face glistened with sweat.

“No, I don’t need one, sorry,” Chen Tao replied.

“If you don’t mind, can I have a chance to introduce it? I… I really need this job,” Song Shan pleaded.

Chen Tao’s troublesome sympathy overflowed at that moment, so she let him into the room.

“Would you like some water?” she offered.

“Oh, I’m really sorry. Thank you,” Song Shan said.

“It’s hot outside, isn’t it?” Chen Tao asked.

“Yes, walking two minutes, and sweat just keeps pouring,” Song Shan replied.

Song Shan gulped the iced water Chen Tao handed him, his eyes fixed intently on her.

Chen Tao wore a white sleeveless tank top and dark blue hot pants, outlining her hips perfectly.

The pink bra visible under her tank top sent Song Shan’s imagination racing.

“With her size, her br3asts would sag without a bra,” he thought.

“You live alone, right, miss? Many rental buildings don’t have fire extinguishers. If a kitchen fire, power bank explosion, or electric scooter fire happens, you won’t have time to escape. Our small household fire extinguisher, the size of a thermos, fits on a table, kitchen, or bedside without taking space.

It sprays in a second, puts out electrical, oil, or cigarette fires, and is non-toxic to people and pets. It’s not just for peace of mind; it’s about safety.

For a few dozen yuan, you buy security—better safe than sorry,” Song Shan said.

Song Shan recited his sales pitch fluently while handling the extinguisher.

Suddenly, as if flipping a switch, the extinguisher sprayed foam all over Chen Tao’s body.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry, sorry!” Song Shan exclaimed.

Chen Tao quickly patted the foam off her body.

Song Shan stood, approached her, and, while she was distracted, pushed her onto the coffee table.

He swiftly pulled a rubber rope from his pocket, tied her hands to the table’s legs, grabbed her feet, straddled her, and pressed his veiny c0ck in front of her face.

“Don’t… let me go! I’ll call the police!” Chen Tao threatened.

Her threats had no effect.

Positioned in such a lewd pose, about to be violated, her body reached peak excitement.

Her v4g1na opened and closed as if craving something, sticky love juices already flowing down her v4g1na, dripping along her hips onto the table.

Song Shan noticed this, dipped his fingers in her love juices, and played with them in front of Chen Tao.

He deliberately showed her how sticky they were, pulling strings between his index and middle fingers.

“Don’t! Don’t! What are you doing!” Chen Tao cried.

Song Shan, eyes bloodshot, stood and pressed his fully erect c0ck against Chen Tao’s v4g1na, which seemed ready to melt.

Chen Tao flinched, trying to struggle, but her bound hands and tightly held legs left her immobile.

“Please… at least use a condom…” she begged.

Song Shan ignored her, pressing his entire weight down.

“I can’t hold back!” he declared.

Squelch.

“Don’t… it’s inside… ah…” Chen Tao moaned.

Song Shan focused on pistoning, each thrust as if to pierce through Chen Tao’s pvssy.

The intensity was so fierce that even the lewd Chen Tao couldn’t find pleasure at first.

“It hurts… it hurts so much… stop… don’t!” she cried.

“Stop? You dress so slutty and invite me in. Don’t you want me to fvck you?” Song Shan retorted.

“Ah… don’t thrust deeper… I’ll die… I’ll die…” Chen Tao pleaded.

Perhaps due to his middle age, Song Shan’s stamina waned.

His frantic movements slowed, and Chen Tao felt waves of pleasure from her lower body, her body relaxing unconsciously.

“Admit it! Did you seduce me on purpose?” Song Shan demanded.

“No… I didn’t… ah… ah…” Chen Tao gasped.

Spurred by her response, Song Shan gritted his teeth and increased his force.

Each thrust made Chen Tao’s feet arch instinctively.

“Yes… yes… I was wrong… I seduced Uncle on purpose… it’s all my fault…” she confessed.

“Is Uncle’s c0ck comfortable?” Song Shan asked.

“Comfortable… so comfortable… it hurt at first… why does it feel so good now…” Chen Tao replied.

“Because you’re a slut who loves big cocks!” Song Shan declared.

“Yes… yes… I’m a slut! I love cocks… ah…” Chen Tao moaned.

His middle-aged stamina couldn’t sustain long.

Combined with Chen Tao’s irresistible body, Song Shan soon ejaculated everything inside her.

But Song Shan had no intention of letting her go.

After a brief rest, he dressed, left the apartment door open, and walked away.

The apartment had no soundproofing.

The intense activity surely disturbed the neighbors, and with the door left open, they’d come to complain.

When they did, they’d see a female college student, stripped, tied to the coffee table, with semen dripping from her pvssy.

What happened that afternoon became one of Chen Tao’s most unforgettable experiences.