Me and the Massage Girl

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I went clubbing with a friend that day. I'd been spending all my time online, so it was time to relax. Besides, these days discos are hotspots for picking up girls, and my long-awaited "little brother" was itching to get going.
Finally, around 10 pm, my friend picked me up, saying he'd already found three girls he'd met at the disco, and that I should go all out. Did he even need to tell me? I kept urging him to drive faster, not to waste time.
Because we had to pick up the girls, we couldn't go straight to the disco. Unfortunately, the three girls were dawdling; half an hour had passed and they still hadn't come down. I was so angry I was cursing them in the car, thinking, "I'll get my hands on them and give them a good time!"
Finally, the three beauties came down, and I stared at them, speechless, my hands and feet turning ice-cold. If the girls hadn't been there, I would have punched my friend. What kind of female companions did this brat call? One had a decent figure, but her face was large with small eyes and covered in pimples; even a man would find her ugly. The middle one was clearly underdeveloped, under 1.5 meters tall, with a swaying voice, and when she smiled, you could vaguely see a mouthful of cavities. The last one was alright; she was tall, about 1.7 meters, but a bit overweight, with a barrel waist and a magnificent chest. The only redeeming quality was her pretty face.
After getting in the car, I listened to them talk about their friend. From their conversation, I guessed that these women weren't very bright. Their friend was interested in the barrel-waisted one. Looks like I'll have to develop my own camp tonight. If I were to go for those two, I'd agree, but my brother wouldn't.
Soon we arrived at a high-end place, one I'd never been to before, recommended by the barrel-waisted one. The place looked impressive, so I had no reason to object. Thinking about it, I was going to go to my usual place; after all, I'm more familiar with the environment, and it'll be easier to pick up girls there.
Once inside, I found the high dance floor to be surprisingly small, and there weren't many people around. The deserted scene made me gasp. What kind of girls could I pick up in an environment like this? I was speechless. After
finding a seat, everyone chatted and laughed for a while. Because the music was so loud, you had to whisper in someone's ear to be heard. Every time I talked to the girl with the wide waist, I would blow air into her ear, which made her give me flirty looks and deliberately rub against me. I turned around and saw my friend's displeased expression, so I quickly restrained myself to avoid ruining the relationship.
It seemed that what I needed most at that moment was alcohol. That guy with the cavities was surprisingly boisterous and unrestrained at the table, slamming the dice cups loudly and shouting in a voice as loud as a swan's, making my heart pound. Luckily, I'm pretty good at dice. After losing ten rounds in a row, that rotten-toothed girl's drunken eyes kept glancing at me, making my skin crawl and my scalp tingle. Seeing the situation was getting out of hand, and to prevent her from taking advantage of the situation while drunk, I quickly went all out, drinking three bottles of wine before pretending to be drunk and collapsing on the sofa. She laughed triumphantly, pinched my face, and even said I was all looks and no substance, easily dealt with.
My friend took three girls out dancing, and, utterly bored, I searched for true love on the sidelines, only to be greatly disappointed. Just as I was feeling frustrated, the sofa next to me sank, and someone sat down beside me. Without even turning around, I knew it was that girl with the barrel waist; her perfume was just too pungent.
The woman with the barrel waist leaned closer and asked my name. Since I wasn't in the mood and hadn't introduced myself yet, I casually replied, "My name is Lin Lang. Why aren't you dancing?"
She said, "My name is Xiao Li. The songs there weren't energetic enough, and I saw you were lonely, so I came to keep you company. Aren't you welcome?" She pressed herself very close to me.
Even a fool would understand what she meant, but my friend had specifically asked for her, and I couldn't steal her "beauty." Even so, I could still get a little something out of her.
I put my arm around her barrel waist: "With a beauty by my side, who would say no?"
She laughed so hard her whole body jiggled, half her body leaning against me. My little brother, surprisingly, stood up, pressing uncomfortably against my underwear. Just then, her hand landed on my penis. She felt it, but instead of removing it, she used her movements and laughter to move it around on top of my penis.
It seemed I had no choice but to be direct. I whispered in her ear, "Your hands are so restless, I might not be so polite later."
The woman with the barrel waist retorted, "Who wants you to be so polite, handsome guy!"
To be honest, I was indeed a bit more handsome than my friend. This woman with the barrel waist had a crush on me. No way, it would be embarrassing if my friend saw us. But at that moment, my long-dormant penis was clearly telling me that if I didn't release some tension tonight, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep all night.
I whispered in her ear again, "Then let's find a place to 'please' each other."
Actually, the music in the dance hall was very loud; even if I yelled at the top of my lungs, my friend might not hear me. But somehow, I felt like a thief, a little sneaky.
Her face glowed, and she moved even closer to me, saying in broken Cantonese, "You're in charge now."
Since my friend had left her phone and keys with me while she went dancing, I grabbed her car keys and waved them in front of her. She immediately understood, pinched my thigh, and eagerly wrapped her arms around me, pulling me up.
I sneaked her into the elevator and down to the parking lot, thankfully without my friend noticing. Wanting to finish quickly, I pulled her into the back of the car and laid her down in the parking space, reaching for her belt. The car was a minivan, the back seat spacious enough to be a comfortable armchair when reclined.
Because of her large hips, it took considerable effort to pull her pants down after unbuckling her belt, revealing pink underwear. She then unbuttoned her shirt, her large breasts, still wearing a bra, swaying with her movements. I sighed, and before I could even take off her panties, I roughly pushed her bra up above her breasts. Her areolas and nipples were large and brownish in color. Without a word, I grabbed one in each hand and squeezed them hard, finding that although they were large, they weren't firm—not the kind I liked.
Because her clothes were off, her wide waist seemed to be aroused as well, quickly helping me disarm myself. As my pants slid down to my feet, her panties were pulled up to my calves. My already throbbing penis felt incredibly liberated in the air.
To be honest, my penis wasn't very big, only thirteen or fourteen centimeters long, and I didn't have much pubic hair; women who generally like muscular men wouldn't really like that. I saw a hint of disappointment in the eyes of the woman with the barrel-shaped waist, and I cursed inwardly, "You slut, if I weren't so horny today, I wouldn't be interested in doing this with you. And you're still complaining."
Even though I thought this, I said aloud, "Isn't my little brother cute?"
The woman with the barrel-shaped waist chuckled and said, "Judging from your figure, I knew your thing must be exquisite. It's indeed not bad, but it's fair and tender, very cute."
I cursed inwardly, but couldn't say anything, so I took my revenge on her. I bit down hard on one of her nipples, and she cried out in pain, her voice both pleasurable and seductive, showing no sign of pain. I ignored her and worked on her breasts with both hands and mouth, hooking my right foot around her panties and rubbing them down. Perhaps afraid of ruining her panties, she quickly pulled them down under her buttocks before letting me rub my foot under her feet.
In the midst of my busy schedule, I glanced at her crotch and saw a large patch of dark pubic hair. I personally prefer girls with less pubic hair, and I sighed inwardly at my bad luck today. The woman
with the barrel waist grabbed my penis and started rubbing it, moaning, "Wow, so hard! I love it!"
I pinched one of her nipples hard with two fingers and said, "If you like it, kiss it." The
woman with the barrel waist giggled again; I really didn't understand why she laughed so much. I moved my penis closer to her, and without thinking, she opened her mouth and took half of it in, sucking it loudly. Because it had been so long since we'd done it, my penis twitched from the stimulation, almost ejaculating. I quickly relaxed my body, shifted my thoughts, and reached down to her genitals. It wasn't wet there, so I pinched her labia and rubbed them, then inserted my middle finger. I found it wasn't very loose inside, which was a small comfort.
I was worried about my friend, afraid they might suspect something if they couldn't find us later. He then found a condom in his pants pocket on the car seat and said, "Come on, beautiful, I want to have sex with you."
The woman with the barrel-shaped waist released my penis and said in a coquettish tone, "Why so fast? Take it slow. I want you to lick me too."
My scalp tingled, and I could only patiently explain to her, "How about next time? Xiao Kang said he wanted to play with you, but I'm afraid he'll blame me if he finds out about us. Let's just do something casual today, and I'll call you next time so we can have some real fun, okay? Besides, after we break up, Xiao Kang will definitely want to sleep with you, so you can have some fun with him then." The woman
with the barrel-shaped waist reluctantly took the condom from my hand, untied it, and put it in her mouth. While I was still in shock, I saw her guide my penis and slowly put it in her mouth. When my penis came out of her mouth, the condom was already on my penis. I couldn't help but sigh, this woman's skills are really impressive. I used to only see this kind of thing in articles online, but I never thought I could experience it with her. My feelings for her grew even stronger. I was a little doubtful whether I would really ask her to come out and do it again next time.
I positioned her body, spreading and bending her legs on the seat. I leaned down and kissed her breasts, then guided my penis to her opening and inserted it. Her vagina wasn't too loose, and with her fleshy body, pressing against her had a unique kind of pleasure.
As I entered, she moaned softly, her sweet voice sounding incredibly arousing. Just as I was about to go all the way, my phone suddenly rang, startling us both. My penis hadn't left her vagina. I reached for my phone; it was indeed my friend Xiao Kang. I gestured to my friend with the thick waist to be quiet and answered. Xiao Kang on the other end of the line angrily asked where we were. I could tell he was unhappy. Not wanting to offend this friend, I quickly said I'd had a few drinks and was feeling a bit down, so I went for a walk with Xiao Li and was coming back right away.
After hanging up the phone, I pulled out my penis and said, "That's it, Xiao Kang is looking for us. Let's get dressed and go upstairs."
The girl with the barrel waist wouldn't have it, grabbing me and saying, "I was just getting into it, and now we're done? That's such a spoilsport."
I comforted her while getting dressed, saying that if Xiao Kang couldn't wait, he'd definitely go to the parking lot, and then we wouldn't be able to play together. The girl with the barrel waist thought it made sense, so she reluctantly got dressed, and the two of us went back to the dance hall.
Xiao Kang and his friends were drinking, and they looked at us suspiciously. I pretended nothing was wrong and continued drinking with the girl with the tooth decay for a while. Xiao Kang took the opportunity to flirt with the girl with the barrel waist. The girl with the barrel waist, still aroused from what I'd done, quickly gave in to him, and Xiao Kang immediately ordered the bill.
After dropping the three girls off downstairs, to avoid embarrassing Xiao Kang, I suggested that he and the girl with the barrel waist go for a drive, while the girl with the tooth decay, the bump, and I got out to have a late-night snack. With everyone knowing what was going on, Xiao Kang drove off with the girl with the barrel waist. I suddenly felt surrounded by danger, with cavities and lumps flanking me on either side, and my unfocused gaze made even the June weather feel chilly.
Fortunately, my phone rang. It was another friend, Xiao Wu, calling. I grabbed the phone like a lifeline and said, "What? Something like this happened? Xiao Kang? Xiao Kang went out on business. Is he alright? Where are their people? How could they get away? No, I'm going right now."
Xiao Wu had only called to invite me for a late-night snack, and my nonsensical words left him completely bewildered.
After hanging up, I said to the two girls, "A friend of mine had an accident, and I have to rush over to see him. When Xiaokang comes back, please tell him I'm not waiting for him. Also, I was planning to have some fun with you two today, but unfortunately this happened. You see... sigh..."
The girl with the tooth decay started yelling again, "Yeah, it was really fun with you! How about I give you my number? You can call me again next time you're free." She completely ignored her companions and only referred to us as me.
While I was hailing a taxi, I wrote down her number on my phone. Just as I finished writing it down, I hailed a taxi and jumped in, only to hear her yelling, "You haven't given me your number yet!"
I called Xiaowu from the taxi, explained the situation, and told him that I was feeling very aroused and needed to find a place to relieve myself. Xiaowu laughed and told me that there were new girls at Wenzhou City on Xiaogang Road, so why don't I go there?
I'd been to that Wenzhou City massage parlor five or six times before. Although it was a sham, with few of the girls actually from Wenzhou, the quality was still pretty good. Services included massage, chatting, and handjobs, but no sex. It cost 35 yuan an hour, not expensive. I don't usually hire prostitutes, but if I really needed to, I'd rather go there.
It was almost three o'clock, and Wenzhou City was doing brisk business. Only five girls remained waiting for customers. I glanced around quickly, and only the one on the far left caught my eye. I pointed at her bluntly and headed straight upstairs. My actions were deliberate; the owner and the girls, seeing me like this, sensed I was a regular, otherwise they wouldn't be so familiar with me, even though I didn't look particularly familiar. They assumed the service and other aspects would be slightly better.
I ignored Xiao Wu's choice, rushed into the massage room, squeezed through two rows of small rooms to the last one, lifted the curtain, and lay face down on the bed, which was only about 80 or 90 centimeters wide. Whispers and laughter drifted from the surroundings. Since sex wasn't allowed here, I didn't hear any sounds of lovemaking. Even if they were having sex inside, they were doing it in hushed tones. If the boss found out, it would be bad for the girls.
A moment later, I heard footsteps enter my small room, and a soft female voice said, "Sir, I'm the one you requested."
I said, "Oh," and added, "Could you massage my back first? It's really sore." My back was indeed very sore, but since I had plenty of time, I let her massage it.
The girl sat down next to me and began massaging my back. I kept telling her to press harder; the massage felt incredibly soothing, and I couldn't help but groan.
The young woman chuckled, "Can you please not shout so loudly? People will think we're doing something."
I chuckled too, "What does it matter? Those people will only listen to women shouting, not me yelling like a donkey."
I felt much better in my back, so I turned over. I hadn't gotten a good look at her in the quick glance earlier, so I quickly made up my mind. If I wasn't satisfied, I could change her. This young woman had fairly fair skin and regular features. Although she wasn't stunningly beautiful, she was pleasing to the eye. At least much prettier than the three women I had seen earlier. Good first impression, okay, I'll take her.
I pretended to be familiar with the place and said, "I haven't seen you before. Are you new here?"
The young woman nodded, "Yes, I've only been here for three days, but I used to work in Fujian City."
It's common for massage parlor girls to rotate jobs from time to time, so I didn't ask any more questions.
"No wonder. Actually, I only came here often last year. This is my first time this year." I boasted. There aren't many people here who don't boast. It's just a matter of how well you tell the story.
I continued, "I used to have a very familiar face working here. She was wonderful, I really liked her."
The woman said "Oh," showing some interest, and asked, "Who is she? If she hadn't left, I would definitely know her."
I had no such acquaintance, so I ignored her and continued, "She's quite pretty, and she's very talkative. It's a pleasure chatting with her."
The woman said, "Ah, I know, you mean Xiaoling? The one with the big eyes, right? Nineteen?"
I feigned surprise and said, "What? You know her?"
The woman smiled and said, "Of course I know her. She works in Fujian City now, and she used to live with me."
I said, "Oh, that's great! I was worried I wouldn't be able to find her when I came back after being away for so long. You know what? I wanted her, but she wouldn't."
The woman massaged my arm as she said, "What? You want her even though you're in this line of work?"
I laughed and said, "What do you mean by 'this line of work'? It's just a job, what's wrong with that? She's just like you, saying that if I knew what she did, a long-term marriage was impossible, but a one-night stand would be fine."
The woman seemed to understand, saying, "She's right. My boyfriend doesn't know what I do. If he knew, we wouldn't be friends anymore. Did you have a one-night stand with Xiaoling?"
I knew we were getting to the important part, so I perked up and said, "Yes, we did it right here. One-night stands are very common now."
The woman exclaimed, "What? You're so bold! If people find out, it'll be terrible. You can't do that here."
I smiled and said, "We have a way with her. How about we try it later?" Although my heart was racing, I said it casually and naturally.
But the young lady didn't answer me, so I changed the subject: "By the way, look at me, I haven't even asked your name yet!"
The young lady said, "My name is Xiao Bing, what's yours?"
Here, people usually give fake names, so I pretended to be surprised: "Xiao Bing? Why did your dad give you a boy's name?"
Xiao Bing saw that I had misunderstood and smiled, saying, "It's the Bing in 'ice water,' what's yours?"
I said, "My name is Xiao Qiang, isn't your boyfriend nearby?" I made up a name.
Xiao Bing shook her head and said, "He's in Shenzhen. I haven't seen him in a long time."
I exclaimed, "So far away? You're always with men here. What do you do when you want something? Do you... you know... that?"
Xiao Bing thought for a moment, probably thinking I was quite friendly, and said, "Are you asking if I also have one-night stands with customers? No, not really. But I've done it outside, but they don't know I do this kind of thing. I've also slept with the guy who works here."
I said, "Oh, I see. I should have found a chance to meet you outside."
Xiao Bing didn't immediately understand what I meant. "What?"
I smiled and said, "So I could have a one-night stand with you." I found myself becoming more and more interested in this girl.
Xiao Bing smiled but didn't say anything. After a while, she said, "Let me serve you." She then rolled up my t-shirt, bent down, and started licking my nipples. A tingling sensation immediately shot through my brain, very comfortable.
Xiao Bing licked my nipples downwards with her tongue, making circles, all the way down to my lower abdomen. I groaned. To please her, I groaned on purpose.
She looked up at me triumphantly and asked, "How was it? Comfortable, right?"
I nodded and said, "Comfortable. It's so wonderful to be your man. Making love with you must be so comfortable."
She leaned closer, teasing my earlobe with her tongue. I took the opportunity to slip my hand inside her nightgown and caress her lower abdomen. Her waist was slender, her skin smooth and elastic. Moving a little higher, I touched the edge of her bra, then traced it down to her armpit. Girls are usually quite sensitive in that area, and I could clearly feel her breathing quicken. She responded by gently biting my earlobe with her teeth.
I slipped my other hand inside as well, letting it roam over her body before inserting both hands into her bra and pushing it up. Her breasts weren't large, but they felt wonderful, especially her nipples, which were firm and comfortable to squeeze. I grabbed one breast in each hand and kneaded them, while she licked down my neck, reaching my nipples again. This time, she gently bit and sucked on them, not too hard, not too soft, it felt wonderful. I released her breasts, put my hands under her armpits, and pulled her body against me, her breasts pressed against my chest. I kissed her face, and my hands began to unhook her bra.
Everything went smoothly; it's rare for a massage girl to do this, so it seemed she had a good impression of me. I held her with one arm and started unbuckling my belt with the other. She lay on top of me, letting me kiss her. Even when I kissed her lips and offered my tongue, she didn't resist at all; instead, she returned the gesture with her own tongue. This was quite unusual. The general rule for massage girls is: no kissing on the mouth—that's for their husbands; breasts can be touched, but not too forcefully; and definitely no kissing or biting. They masturbate but don't perform oral sex, and their genitals are absolutely off-limits. Now that I've kissed her mouth and touched her breasts with considerable force, it's time to kiss her breasts.
I sat up, my belt unbuckled, but my pants still on. One arm was around her waist, the other still kneading her breasts. After kissing her cheek, I lowered my head to kiss her nipple. She didn't resist, letting me suckle her right nipple, letting out soft moans. Then she noticed my belt was loose, reached into my underwear, and grabbed my penis. But because the underwear was too tight, she couldn't move, so she could only gently squeeze it.
My hand left her breast, lingered on her lower abdomen for a moment, then resolutely slipped my hand into her shorts. She still didn't resist. Overjoyed, I struggled to continue inside her tightly bound shorts and underwear, finally touching her pubic hair. Further down, I touched her mons pubis. Unfortunately, the shorts were too tight; their work uniforms were designed to prevent assault. I couldn't move around freely at her vagina; my hand ached just trying to insert my index finger.
Even so, I had achieved my goal. I was afraid of hurting her if I continued, so I pulled my hand away and secretly sniffed my index finger. It smelled normal, so it should be clean. Then I felt my penis was uncomfortable being constricted by my underwear, so I pulled it down to my knees. Seeing
this, she thought I wanted her to masturbate me and said, "I'll go get some tissues." Before I could reply, she left without even putting her bra back on.
I had no choice but to pull a towel over my genitals and lie down to wait for her. Although the massage room had air conditioning, I still felt incredibly hot. Seeing the light on the wall, I turned it off.
A while later, Xiaobing came back. Seeing that I had turned off the light, she seemed to smile and handed me a glass of water: "Have some water."
I took the water and drank it all in one gulp. Xiaobing put a roll of toilet paper on the bedside table and asked, "Have you been masturbating?"
I paused for a moment and said, "Not in a hurry, I still want to be intimate with you. You have a great body, I really like it, and your oral skills are excellent, I really want to enjoy it again." Actually, licking the body is far less pleasurable than oral sex; I only said that because I wanted to see her again.
She chuckled and said, "I rarely do this for people."
I said "Oh," and said, "Then I'm honored, aren't I? Do you like me?"
She brought her face close to mine and said, "You're quite pretty, just a little thin." She didn't say she liked me, but she implied that she had feelings for me.
I pulled her close: "Then tonight, do it with me...?"
She pretended not to understand: "What do you mean?" Before I could answer, she kissed my lips and then started licking my nipples.
I lifted her shirt, grabbed her breasts, and kneaded them vigorously. With my other hand, I took her hand and guided it to my penis. She held it and gently stroked it, her technique excellent, and my penis seemed to enjoy it.
I said, "Mine isn't very big."
She giggled, looked at my penis, and said, "No, it's not bad, it's very hard. You must be very capable."
After saying that, she started licking my lower abdomen, then moved down and kissed my pubic hair. My heart skipped a beat, thinking that her next step would be to take my penis in her mouth. Unexpectedly, she turned my penis to one side and kissed my scrotum, not taking her turn with my penis for a long time.
I said, "Mine isn't big, but it's still cute, right?"
She looked at my penis and said, "Hmm, it's white and tender, unlike some people's dark and ugly ones."
I smiled ingratiatingly and said, "If it's cute, then kiss it."
After a few strokes, she finally opened her mouth and took my penis in. I regretted not washing up in the bathroom beforehand; I'd done that before with my "bucket waist" and then used a condom, so the taste of my penis must not have been very pleasant.
She took it very gently, so my penis didn't feel much stimulation. Instead, it was her hands stroking my lower abdomen, scrotum, and thighs that aroused me. I groaned, but dared not be too loud.
Just as I was enjoying myself, I suddenly heard footsteps outside. Xiao Bing quickly stood up, dragged a towel over my genitals, and sat down next to me, pretending to massage my arm.
I heard Xiao Wu's voice: "Where are you?"
I answered, and Xiao Wu pulled back the curtain, saying, "I'm done. I have to go now."
I was annoyed that he ruined my good time and wished he would disappear immediately. I said, "Okay, okay, you're leaving. Why did you come to report?"
Xiao Wu stuck out his tongue, withdrew his head, and left on his own.
Perhaps my penis really didn't taste good, because Xiaobing spat on the ground, her hand groping my chest. I pulled her close, gesturing for her to lie down. The bed, only a few dozen centimeters wide, was really cramped with two people, but thankfully neither of us was overweight, so we could manage.
I laughed and said, "It's my turn to serve you now."
I sat up and straddled her, lifting her shirt and playing with her breasts while kissing her face, then teasing her earlobe, then kissing her eyelids, and finally pressing my lips against hers. She obediently opened her mouth and let me suckle her tongue. Perhaps it was late, or perhaps it was because she had just given me oral sex, but her mouth had a slight taste, though it didn't affect my mood.
I released her mouth and moved downwards to her breasts, but I didn't waste much time there. I quickly kissed her soft belly, casually examining how she had taken off her shorts, but I couldn't figure out how to remove them from the front.
"Maybe from the back," I thought. So I reached under her buttocks and groped around, but found nothing. There wasn't even a slit in the back, no zipper or buttons.
There was no other way but to let her take it off herself. I climbed on top of her again and kissed her, slipping one hand inside her shorts and rubbing it against her mons pubis. This time, I touched her vulva and could clearly feel it was wet, which thrilled me. Hearing her moan, I seized the opportunity to say, "What's the secret to your shorts? How come I can't take them off?"
Xiao Bing chuckled and said, "That's specially designed to keep out perverts like you. Go find it yourself if you dare."
Hearing her tacitly agree to let me take off her pants, I was overjoyed. I quickly flipped over and examined her shorts, saying, "I refuse to believe it's too difficult for me. If I can't take them off in a minute, I'm a coward."
The shorts were simple; after a couple of flips, it was clear what they were. There was an invisible zipper on the side, almost invisible unless you looked closely. Without further ado, I quickly unzipped it, pulling the shorts and underwear down to her feet.
Suddenly, she stood up and pulled her pants up to her knees. I was startled, thinking she had changed her mind. I heard her say softly, "It'll be easier to put them on this way." It turned out she was worried about how easy it would be to put on her pants if someone came later.
I felt relieved. In the darkness, I couldn't see her vulva clearly, but I could tell there wasn't much pubic hair and her vulva was fairly tight. I composed myself and kissed her pubic hair, inserting one finger into her vagina. It was hot inside, already quite wet. After a few thrusts, I added another finger.
Her body trembled, and she reached out to stop my advance, saying, "Don't touch there. It hurts."
I had no choice but to withdraw my fingers and kissed the inside of her thigh, wanting to smell her genitals. If everything was normal, we could get down to business later. But she thought I was going to lick her vulva and quickly pressed my head down, saying, "No, it's dirty there."
I went along with it; to be honest, I didn't want to lick her vulva either. I leaned down and kissed her again, my hands caressing her breasts while my lower body rubbed against hers.
Just as our tongues were locked in a battle, she suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered, "Put it in, I want a one-night stand with you~"
I smiled inwardly. At this point, what's the harm in saying it? I could just thrust my hips up and do it. I pretended not to hear clearly and asked, "What? What did you say?"
She hugged me tighter and said, "I want you to penetrate me, you handsome guy, put it in."
I chuckled, biting her lower lip, and said, "Then call me husband."
She pinched my butt and said, "If I call everyone I do 'husband,' then I have many husbands?"
Before she could speak, the hand that had pinched my butt moved to my front, grabbing my penis and aiming it at her vagina, saying, "Come on!"
I often saw online that men with prostitutes always called each other "husband" and "wife," and I thought they all liked that. But the one I met today didn't seem to have that fetish. Seeing her impatient manner, I really felt like I was being raped.
There was no other way, so I had to lower my hips and insert my penis, but because her shorts weren't off and her legs were clamped tightly together, my penis could only go in halfway. Even so, she still let out a joyful moan. I thrust in and out a dozen times, but I felt that making love like this was really unsatisfying, so I gestured for her to get up. I lay down, and she knew what I meant. She wrapped a towel around her buttocks, stroked my penis, and slowly sat down. This time, it went in all the way, and she couldn't help but let out another soft moan, then slowly sat up in a lotus position.
She was quite wet, and it flowed down my penis, making my pubic hair sticky. I sat up and hugged her, kissing her. Our position changed instantly. Her shorts and underwear were slipping down, and I laid her on the bed, lifting her legs, still covered by shorts, high up, her buttocks raised, revealing her tightly closed vulva and anus. While she wasn't looking, I pulled off her shorts and underwear and placed them on the edge of the bed. Before she could react, I raised my penis, aimed it at her vulva, and thrust it in, immediately pumping hard.
She took her shorts and held them to her chest, saying nothing, closing her eyes to enjoy the impact. At first, to avoid making too much noise, I didn't dare insert my penis too deeply, as the contact of our skin would create a slapping sound, and my penis was easily stimulated during shallow penetration. I had to lie on top of her, thrusting my penis in with a undulating motion, which allowed for deep penetration without much noise.
I was also working hard, my mouth and hands never stopping, making her cover her mouth and muffled sounds, while the sounds of wetness from below grew louder and louder; my lower abdomen and groin were wet.
For some reason, I really enjoyed the environment and the position. We'd been making love for half an hour without feeling like I was going to ejaculate, but she couldn't take it anymore. Suddenly, she hugged me tightly, bit my shoulder, and breathed heavily. She arched her body upwards, but I held her down, and she lay back down.
She tried to keep her voice down as she said, "I...I'm coming...it feels so good...so good...you...you should hurry too...ah...um..."
Seeing her like this, I was also incredibly excited. I increased the speed of my thrusts, saying, "Then call me 'good husband'..."
She arched her body and buried her head in my chest, saying, "Um...no...I won't call you 'husband'...I'll call you 'dear brother'..."
Her voice was soft and sweet, and I shuddered. My ejaculation came in several streams, shooting into her. I lay on top of her, panting heavily. I rarely made love so tiringly, and I rarely made love so pleasurably.
Afterwards, we all got dressed, and I saw it was five o'clock, so I hugged her and rested for a while. At six o'clock, she woke me up and said she was off work and wanted to go back to her room to sleep.
I originally wanted to give her a small tip, but then I thought it was better not to; giving money wouldn't be a one-night stand. Anyway, I'm going to pay her for her services.
It's only been about ten days since this happened. The only thing that worries me is that we didn't use a condom. Although I checked her genitals myself, we're not experts in that area, and it would be terrible if I got infected. Because of this, I haven't had sex with my girlfriend for over ten days. It's definitely a loss, so I advise all my friends going out, no matter who your partner is, to always use a condom. Safety first!

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