Golden Scale [EN]: Chapter 138

From Russia With Love (1)

Hou Longtao adjusted his clothes outside the door to the swimming pool and walked in. The temperature inside was noticeably higher than in the villa, maybe five or six degrees, and several devices on the roof emitted artificial sunlight.

The woman on the lounge chair heard him enter. She took off her sunglasses, glanced at him, and though she didn’t recognize him, showed no surprise or shyness. She simply closed her eyes again, not even bothering to cover her chest.

Hou Longtao approached her. “I didn’t expect to have the chance to be so close to Anna Kournikova.”

“Anna,” Kournikova corrected his pronunciation. “Am I pretty?”

“What?”

“Me, of course.” A smile played on Kournikova’s lips.

“Not bad.” Hou Longtao moved to her head, picked up a bottle of sunscreen, squeezed some into his palm, and rubbed it in. “Do you want me to rub some sunscreen on you?”

“Whatever.” Kournikova knew that if this man could access the indoor pool, he must have been approved by the Godfather [likely referring to a high-ranking mafia figure]. She didn’t have the nerve, the standing, or the ability to refuse him. Besides, she’d just had a big fight with her singer boyfriend over another woman and was looking for a distraction.

Hou Longtao didn’t know or care why she was being so cooperative. His hands went directly to her breasts, kneading and pinching her nipples.

“Mmm… mmm…” Kournikova took deep breaths, her legs tightening. She felt something stirring within her, and a flush of arousal spread across her cheeks.

Hou Longtao bent down, held her lips, and used both hands to pull at her hardening nipples.

Kournikova welcomed his tongue into her mouth, stirring it around. “Mmm… You’re a good kisser.”

“Really? Let me try your mouth.” Hou Longtao took out his penis, turned back to her, and tapped her face twice with his hard cock.

“Ah!” Kournikova blinked. She had never seen such a huge cock. She had always thought Asians were the “short and fierce” type. Though she had no real basis for this belief, that’s what Europeans and Americans always said. Seeing it now, she felt immense pressure just looking at it.

Hou Longtao watched her breathing quicken and her mouth gape, and his ego swelled. He grabbed the back of her head, pulled her head towards him, and shoved his glans into her mouth.

“Mmm… mmm…” Kournikova immediately grabbed his cock with her right hand and sucked desperately, reaching between her legs with her left hand and rubbing through her bikini bottoms.

Hou Longtao lifted his member, popping it out of her mouth with a “pop”, then inserted it again, pulled it out again, and inserted it again. After repeating this several times, he held her head and began to fuck her mouth. Kournikova’s blue eyes didn’t even blink, indicating she was a master of blowjobs, able to breathe through her nose, so no matter how fast or hard he went, she could handle it.

From Russia With Love (2)

After a while, Hou Longtao saw that she wasn’t even rolling her eyes, which might have been the position, but it was getting boring.

Kournikova seemed to sense his dissatisfaction. She spat him out and licked the glans with her tongue. “If you can make the mouth down there feel good, I’ll definitely use this mouth up here to make you feel good.”

“Damn,” Hou Longtao realized she was afraid he was all show and no go. “I’ll make you cry.”

Kournikova rolled over, lay on the lounge chair, and stuck up her firm ass, looking at him provocatively. “Come on if you’ve got the guts.”

Hou Longtao was annoyed by her taunt. He took off all his clothes, took out a condom, put it on, straddled the lounge chair, pulled down her bikini bottoms, and held her blonde hair. Just before entering her, he whispered in her ear, “I am Chinese.”

Kournikova immediately felt her labia being stretched to the extreme, a hard, hot stick rubbing against every inch of her vaginal wall, pushing deeper even after hitting her cervix. This time, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “Ah… so big… too big…”

Hou Longtao didn’t bother with foreplay. He pinched her ass, covered with fine hairs, and started to fuck her like a storm.

Kournikova’s fingers dug into the gaps in the lounge chair, gripping the wooden strips tightly, shaking her head wildly, and shouting hoarsely, “Fuck me… Harder… Fuck me… Faster… Faster… Harder… Fuck me… Fuck me…”

Hou Longtao tore at her round ass cheeks, gnashing his teeth and moving quickly in and out of her. The way this “world lover” was being fucked was quite moving, and he didn’t need to consider her feelings, just focus entirely on the act. “Louder, Louder, Bitch, I will fuck you so hard that you won’t even remember your mama’s name.”

“Ah… ah…” Kournikova kept bumping her ass backwards, feeling a fullness she had never felt before. The feeling of her uterus being knocked with every thrust was simply wonderful. Her moans became sharper. “Fuck me… You big dick motherfucker… Ah…”

Hou Longtao only brought three condoms, and he intentionally wanted her to feel his power, so he didn’t indulge himself as much as usual, but tried to control his urge to ejaculate. He used two condoms in two hours, and he even called home to report that he was safe while fucking her.

Kournikova was almost driven crazy. Sometimes she was pressed on the lounge chair, sometimes she was fucked on the ground, and sometimes she was propped up against a pillar.

From Russia With Love (3)

In the beginning, she moaned again and again, feeling she had met her match. Fortunately, she was physically strong, but after an hour, she realized she had met a god, not a human. Her face became paler, and in the end, she didn’t even have the strength to gasp softly. She had orgasms so many times it was probably more than all her previous days combined. “Spare… spare me…”

Hou Longtao put her down from the pillar and took two steps back.

Kournikova’s legs were too weak to support her. She staggered forward, put her hands on his shoulders, and slowly slid down, collapsing on a large towel. Her labia were already swollen beyond recognition.

Hou Longtao changed a condom, went behind her, knelt down, pulled her slender waist, and lifted her ass.

“Oh, my god!” Kournikova realized he still wanted to fuck her, and she was terrified. Though it was incredibly comfortable, she was an athlete and knew she would collapse if this continued. “Please, don’t fuck me anymore, please…”

Hou Longtao had no grudge against her, so he didn’t necessarily have to kill her, but the temptation to fuck her ass was too great. He freed one hand and rubbed her breasts. “Is that enough? I haven’t gone through your back door yet.”

Kournikova was already injured from being played with. She didn’t even consider his words, only knowing that he was no longer inserting into her pussy, so she could agree to anything. “Okay… okay… as long as you don’t fuck my pussy anymore…”

With her approval, Hou Longtao had nothing to worry about. He pulled her ass apart as much as possible, and his glans broke through the resistance of her sphincter, slowly advancing into her rectum.

“God!” Kournikova screamed miserably. She had already regretted it when he started to move. Though it wasn’t her first anal sex, being poked by such a large member didn’t make much difference whether she had experience or not. “Please… please… I’ll give you… give you a blowjob… I… I’m really going to… die… please…”

“Want to give me a blowjob?” Hou Longtao bent down and rubbed her breasts, still slowly fucking her in her back garden, enjoying her intestinal tightening. “Aren’t you afraid I can’t do it?”

“You can… you can… you’re the best… just spare me…”

“Hahahaha…” Hou Longtao laughed and pulled his penis out of her ass, turned to face her, tore off the condom, “Suck it, if you don’t suck me off well, I’ll fuck you again.”

Kournikova didn’t dare to refuse, using her last strength to hold his big cock and frantically suck and lick it. If she had been so energetic during her matches, she definitely wouldn’t have failed to win a single Grand Slam title…

Hou Longtao buttoned his pants as he walked upstairs, intending to say goodbye to [Chirokov, likely a transliteration of a Russian name].

“Leaving already?”

Hearing the voice, Hou Longtao looked up and saw Marry at the top of the stairs. She was wearing suede, heelless, half-length boots, a brown dress with her thighs mostly exposed, a white tight-fitting vest, wrapping her breasts roundly, and a brown denim jacket. Her golden hair was braided into two long braids hanging beside her ears, and she wore a brown cowboy hat, making her look particularly stylish.

“I’m going to say goodbye to your father, then I’ll leave.”

“I’ll take you there.” Marry turned and walked towards the corridor on the left wing of the second floor.

“Your father will be waiting for me in the room on the third floor…”

Before Hou Longtao could finish, Marry had already pushed open a door and entered a room, so he had no choice but to follow.

Marry turned to face him, slowly backing away until her ass hit the edge of the table in front of the window. She took off her jacket and threw it aside, pointed to the window, “I saw what you were doing from here just now.”

“So?” Hou Longtao shrugged, guessing what this sexually open Russian girl wanted. He didn’t resist. He hadn’t played with a woman bigger than himself. “Want me to fuck you too?”

“How dare you…” A shocked expression appeared on her face.

“Stop talking nonsense,” Hou Longtao said with a smile. “If you want it, say it directly, if you don’t, I’ll leave.”

Marry also smiled. She opened a drawer, took out a box of condoms, and threw it to him.

Hou Longtao unhurriedly took one. “Say it.”

Marry turned around, bent over and stuck out her ass, her long legs slightly apart. She supported herself on the edge of the table, turned to face him, and pulled up her brown short skirt, revealing two round, snow-white ass cheeks, with a brown T-back thong digging into her ass crack. “Come on.”

“Say it.” Hou Longtao took out his cock.

“Ha… ha… ha…” Marry’s breathing was heavy. She licked her lips, raised her hand, and slapped her ass, hitting it hard. “Ride me hard, cowboy.”

“Hahaha, you really are a bunch of bitches.” Hou Longtao took two steps forward, tore off her panties, and his huge member squeezed hard into her tender pussy under the golden pubic hair.

“Oh, god, god!” Marry almost fainted. She had never felt this kind of fullness. Though she had seen how brave he was just now, the pleasure she was experiencing was beyond imagination.

Marry didn’t come out a loser. It was the first time in her life that she had been fucked so intensely and for so long…

“He’s back, Brother Tao is back.” Zhiji ran down from the second floor.

Ru Yan immediately ran over and opened the door, just in time to see Hou Longtao getting out of an S600.

Hou Longtao saw his thinly dressed wife, quickly waved to the driver, and ran to the villa door, hugging Ru Yan back inside. “You shouldn’t have come out to pick me up dressed like that. You’ll catch a cold.”

The Benz driver followed and took away the two pistols left there.

Ru Yan sat on his lap, hugging his neck tightly, and kissing his face. “Brother, are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” Hou Longtao put his arms around his wife, feeling very happy. He had basically finalized a deal worth billions of dollars, played with a top-notch beauty, and come back to be cared for by a fairy.

“Who exactly was looking for you?”

“What do they want to do?”

The Xingyue sisters sat down on either side of him.

Hou Longtao told them everything that had happened in [Chirokov’s] mansion, including the intercourse with the two Russian girls. There was no need to hide these casual encounters from his wives.

“Are the bodies of European and American women particularly good?”

“Huh?” Hou Longtao heard jealousy in Ru Yan’s words and put her down. “Turn around.”

“What are you doing?” Though she didn’t know what he meant, she did as she was told.

“You two go too.” Hou Longtao pushed the Xingyue sisters.

Zhiji and Huiji stood on either side of Ru Yan. The three women were all over 5’7″, with long hair, slender waists and long legs, and pert asses. In terms of figure alone, even the best European and American women were inferior.

Hou Longtao knelt, stroking the six legs of his wives in turn, making a sound of praise. “Some men think European and American women have better figures than Asian women. If they’re right, then Chinese women aren’t Asian women. Look at my wives, who isn’t sexier than European and American women?”

“Really?” Ru Yan turned to look at him.

“I’ll verify it again, let me see your asses.”

The three long-legged beauties simultaneously pulled up their short skirts, revealing their round asses. They were all wearing T-back panties, one white and two brown.

“Hmm…” Hou Longtao made a sound as if he was seriously appreciating, gently squeezing the asses of the Xingyue sisters, and slowly licking Ru Yan’s ass cheek. “Hmm… fair and delicate, smooth and soft, full of elasticity, sweet and delicious, definitely the best of the best, unlike the hairy asses of foreigners, which are uncomfortable to touch, rough, and prickly.”

“Nonsense.” The three beauties laughed.

Hou Longtao’s mouth and nose pressed into Ru Yan’s ass crack, while his hands explored the ass cheeks of the Xingyue sisters……

At the same time, in a magnificent Japanese classical palace complex in the suburbs of Tokyo, the upper-level cadres of the [San Kou Group, likely a Yakuza clan] from all over Japan gathered.

A coffin was placed in a huge hall, and a portrait of [San Kou Long Huang] hung on the wall. A young man in a suit knelt in front of the coffin, his eyes closed and his face expressionless, as if dead. He resembled the person in the portrait. Beside him was an unsheathed Japanese sword.

A middle-aged man in a kimono walked over and put his hand on the young man’s shoulder. “[Long Xing], everyone is waiting for you.”

“Get out!” [San Kou Long Xing] suddenly swung his arm and threw the middle-aged man aside.

“Is that the tone you use to talk to your uncle!?”

“Hmph,” the muscle under [San Kou Long Xing’s] left eye twitched, his face gloomy. “Uncle? [San Kou Xing Zhong], it took you two months to find out who assassinated my brother, and you still have the face to call yourself an uncle?”

“Hmph,” [San Kou Xing Zhong] didn’t back down. “Where have you been these two months? You haven’t even shown your face, and now you’re complaining that I’m not doing my job well?”

“You know the organization had a lot of unpleasantness with the Chinese community in Los Angeles, and I couldn’t leave.” [San Kou Long Xing] punched the tatami mat. “Chinese people, die, die, die!”

“What’s the use of shouting like this?” [San Kou Xing Zhong] said mockingly.

[San Kou Long Xing] took out a newspaper clipping from his inner pocket. It was a young man with a gentle appearance and black-rimmed glasses. He threw the photo into the air, drew his sword, waved it twice, and cut the newspaper into four pieces. “Brother, I will avenge you.”

“Don’t delay any longer, everyone is waiting to decide on more important matters.”

“Damn it! Is there anything more important than avenging my brother?”

“The future of the organization is more important than [Long Huang],” [San Kou Xing Zhong] said with self-righteousness. “The interests of the [San Kou Group] are the first priority. I have been acting as the leader for two months, just waiting for you to come back to determine the official new leader. If a formal leader isn’t elected, the organization’s activities can’t return to normal.”

“Hehehe,” [San Kou Long Xing] sneered. “Why wait for me? Isn’t the result the same whether I’m here or not?” He understood that when [San Kou Long Huang] was in power, he used high-pressure tactics, and all his subordinates didn’t dare to disobey, but once he died, most people would support [San Kou Xing Zhong]. He had no chance to control the organization.

“You can’t say that, the rules can’t be changed, the election of the new leader must be attended by all senior cadres.”

“OK,” [San Kou Long Xing] got up and walked towards the door. “Let’s get it over with.”

The two men came to the conference room, where more than thirty senior cadres of the [San Kou Group] were waiting.

[San Kou Xing Zhong] sat down in the middle. He clapped his hands. “Everyone be quiet. Everyone knows why we are gathered today. Everyone understands the procedure. Let’s start now.”

“I nominate [San Kou Xing Zhong].” The cadre sitting on his right spoke first.

There was a long silence, with only smoke exhaled from people’s mouths.

[San Kou Xing Zhong] looked at his watch and smiled. “Are there any other nominations? Is there no one else suitable?”

“You are the uncle of the former leader, highly respected. It is the will of the people for you to take over. There is no need to nominate anyone else.”

The people in the conference room echoed, except for [San Kou Long Xing].

“Since there are no other candidates, then I will not decline.”

Most of the people began to applaud.

[San Kou Long Xing] stood up and slammed the table. “The new leader has been decided, there is no need to discuss it further. It’s time to talk about how to avenge my brother. This should be the first major event after the new leader takes office, right?”

Everyone was silent again. The death of [San Kou Long Huang] was not bad news for most of them.

“Whether to avenge, when to avenge, and how to avenge all depends on whether it is beneficial to the organization,” [San Kou Xing Zhong] said righteously. “I just told you that each of us, from the leader to the most junior member, is unimportant as an individual. The most important thing is the interests of the organization.”

“What do you mean?” [San Kou Long Xing] did not sit down, his hands clenched into fists.

“The enemy’s current power is at its peak. He has the support of the Honda and Toyota [Zaibatsu, a Japanese term for financial conglomerates]. Before long, the other major [Zaibatsu] will join him. The [San Kou Group] has close ties with Toyota and has received a lot of financial support from it. If we have to avenge at this time, we have to go to the Chinese mainland, where our influence cannot reach. Not only is there no possibility of success, but it will also cause our relationship with several major [Zaibatsu] to deteriorate…”

“Enough!” [San Kou Long Xing] slammed the table. “You are not going to avenge my brother!? The leader was assassinated, but the members did nothing. What is the reputation of the organization!? What about our honor!? Isn’t this detrimental to the organization!?”

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t avenge, it’s just that the time is not right.”

“You…” [San Kou Long Xing’s] body trembled with anger.

“[Long Xing], everyone can understand your mood, but there must be extraordinary countermeasures in extraordinary times. Except for us, no one knows the identity of the enemy, and no one knows that we have found out the identity of the enemy. Temporarily not avenging will not have an adverse effect on the organization. I think you should go back to Los Angeles first. There can’t be no leader there for too long, right? Isn’t that also why your brother sent you there? If you can find a chance to avenge there, I will definitely support you with all my strength.” [San Kou Xing Zhong] also knew that he couldn’t push his nephew too hard, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to everyone……