Who doesn't love an innocent girl?

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This was such a delicate and pure girl. She wore a long white dress, her long, flowing black hair cascading naturally over her shoulders. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, beyond reproach. Although she was only about 1.6 meters tall, her curvaceous figure perfectly compensated for this. No wonder my good friend was so infatuated with her; he came to this classroom every day to study, just hoping to sit next to her and catch a glimpse of her. As soon as

I arrived in Qingdao, the first thing I did was visit my good friend Chen Xin, who studied at the best university here. After a few drinks, he launched into a long story, all about this beautiful girl: how she had countless suitors but remained unmoved, how excellent her grades were, how she always carried eight or nine bags on the train home, and how she always lost one or two, how she always liked to rest her head on the shoulder of the person sitting next to her and sleep for two or three hours at a time.

After dinner, he took me to the study room to admire the beauty's charm. She was indeed very beautiful, but judging from her focused studying, she was clearly a bookworm who didn't understand romance. I wasn't very interested in girls like that, especially since we were thousands of miles apart. I just looked and that was it, only remembering her name: Wang Beibei, a student from the class of '98. Chen Xin even advised me to retake the college entrance exam. I secretly laughed at his bookishness. My current job, though difficult to explain to outsiders, is incredibly lucrative, even more so than those pharmaceutical representatives. As long as I keep those officials happy, my aphrodisiacs can fetch an astronomical price, and they'll willingly pay for them. Of course, carrying these things around all the time makes it difficult to fly, but in a few years, I can charter a private jet.

In 2000, I traveled to Qingdao again. By then, Chen Xin had dropped out of school due to family troubles. I transferred trains at Shenyang Station. The beautiful woman sitting next to me was stunning, yet somehow familiar. When the train conductor checked her student ID, I realized it was Wang Beibei. Remembering Chen Xin's pain at being rejected by her, and recalling the things I had just put in my bag, a plan immediately formed in my mind.

I sat down next to her and casually stuffed my bag under the seat. The carriage wasn't crowded; of course, there were no empty seats, but the aisles and connecting areas were also empty. This was nothing like the occupancy rate of today's high-speed trains; in China, this was definitely considered a low-crowding situation.

Wang Beibei was reading an essay. Opposite her sat two elderly people, and I struck up a conversation with them.

I've traveled extensively and seen a lot, and the two elderly people listened with great interest. Even Wang Beibei sometimes put down her book to listen, occasionally asking a question. When the dining car arrived, I ordered four boxed meals. Wang Beibei firmly refused, but thanked me nonetheless, seemingly having a good impression of me. While talking to her, I secretly observed her. This girl might have a penchant for wearing white dresses; even in the train environment, she was still wearing one, her chest bulging, seemingly a size larger than before. "Has she been with a man?" I thought maliciously.

As darkness fell, the passengers found comfortable positions and began to sleep. The two elderly people opposite me slumped over the small table. Wang Beibei rested her head on the seat, closing her eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and with her pert nose and pink lips, she was as beautiful and charming as a doll. Even I, a seasoned womanizer, felt a little flutter in my heart, secretly praising this beauty for not looking like a 20-something college junior, but rather like someone only seventeen or eighteen.

I later learned that Wang Beibei was exceptionally intelligent, skipping grades repeatedly in school, and was only nineteen years old.

Remembering Chen Xin's description of Wang Beibei, I deliberately lowered my body, moving closer to her. Sure enough, Wang Beibei slowly leaned her head against my shoulder, her breathing gradually becoming even.

I picked up the juice she had placed on the table; there was still about a sixth left. I took out a small bottle of liquid from my pocket, added it to the juice, shook it, and then raised my shoulder slightly. Wang Beibei rubbed her eyes, woke up, and found herself leaning on my shoulder. She apologized repeatedly, then picked up the juice and drank it all in one gulp.

I thought to myself, this little beauty is really cooperative. I thought she would have to slowly finish the sleeping pill, but she finished it so quickly.

Ten minutes later, Wang Beibei leaned on my shoulder again. I nudged her, but she didn't wake up. I knew the drug had taken effect; I could do whatever I wanted to this beauty for forty minutes. I covered her with my coat, also covering my thieving hands.

I first took her small hand in mine. Wang Beibei's hands were soft and boneless, smooth and rounded, petite and lovely. I gently placed her hand aside, slipped one hand inside her collar, caressing her soft, rounded curves, and reached under her skirt with the other, caressing her pert buttocks. Wang Beibei's skin was smooth and silky, her panties were silky and felt very smooth to the touch. Through the thin fabric, I could feel her full mons pubis.

I rubbed her panties a few times, and a slight dampness came through to my hands. It seemed that despite her innocent appearance, she was quite sensitive. I lowered my head and kissed her cherry lips, then bent her left leg and pressed it down on the seat. My hands began to caress her delicate body without restraint. Even

in her drowsy state, Wang Beibei was aroused and kept writhing, overflowing with juices and sweating profusely. I reached my hand inside her panties from behind, caressing her smooth, pert buttocks. When my fingers moved to her cleft, I unexpectedly touched a thin string.

I couldn't believe this innocent-looking beauty was wearing such a revealing thong underneath. I pushed the thin string aside and gently touched her anus. Although she was unconscious, her body's instincts still made Wang Beibei twitch, and her anus tightened. My hand moved forward. Wang Beibei's mons pubis was very smooth, seemingly a natural virgin. My hand slowly rubbed along that slit, my index finger gently rubbing her clitoris, my thumb and middle finger gently playing with her labia, and my ring finger slowly exploring the entrance. My fingers slowly slid into her honey pot, probing deeper, and I was surprised to find that this beauty was still a virgin. I had always thought that pretty girls were all seduce early, but it seems she's a repressed type, unlike those 90s girls who have lost their virginity these days.

Judging that the time was almost up, I took out an enema from my bag and poked around in Wang Beibei's tender anus for a while. When her tight little anus softened, I poured the enema down her throat. Then I took out a long-necked, flat bottle, inserted it into her vagina, and squeezed the liquid inside. Damn, these three bottles of medicine cost five or six thousand yuan! I've really gone all out this time. I helped her adjust her underwear, straightened her body, and casually put the fingers that had been poking at her vagina and anus into her mouth, rubbing them against her soft tongue a few times. Then I wiped them on her dress, waiting for her to wake up.

Wang Beibei slowly woke up, finding herself leaning on my shoulder. She smiled shyly at me, and I smiled back, indicating that I didn't mind. The enema was indeed effective; Wang Beibei's stomach rumbled softly. Although the sound was faint, it still made her blush deeply. Seeing me staring at her pretty face, she said shyly in a low voice, "Let me out for a bit." I knew the enema had worked, so I turned to let her out. But as soon as Wang Beibei stood up, she squatted down again.

I pretended to be concerned and asked if her legs were numb from sleeping, and if she would feel better after resting for a while. Wang Beibei said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Yes, but, I, I can't hold it in anymore."

I chuckled inwardly, but my face showed the same anxiety: "Then I'll help you to the toilet. You can't poop on the seat."

Wang Beibei probably panicked at this point: "Then, thank you."

I put an arm around her waist and helped her slowly stand up, but as soon as she straightened up, she squatted down again, and the rumbling in her stomach became louder. I was also worried that she would really poop on the seat and disturb others. Seeing that everyone around was sleeping, I picked her up and carried her quickly to the toilet.

Wang Beibei was so embarrassed she didn't dare look up; her pretty face was flushed red. I knew she was trying to clench her anus, so I deliberately asked, "Did you eat something unclean? Why are you in such a hurry?" Wang Beibei was trying hard to hold it in and didn't dare to speak.

Luckily, no one was in the toilet. I carried her in and rushed in, locking the door behind me. I squatted down on the toilet and positioned her like I was helping a child urinate. I put my mouth close to her delicate little ear and said, "Your legs are numb and you can't squat, I'll help you. Don't be shy, I promise I won't look at you."

Wang Beibei kept waving her hands behind her back. I thought she was objecting and was about to continue trying to reason with her when I heard her say, "Pants, there are pants under the skirt." I realized what was happening and quickly reached out to help her pull her shorts down to her knees, but deliberately didn't remove her thong. Wang Beibei whispered, "There's more, there's more..."

I deliberately patted her smooth little bottom and said, "That's all, go ahead."

She was probably embarrassed to admit she was wearing a thong, so she tried to take it off herself, but she couldn't hold it in. Before my fingers even touched the string, a series of farts rang out, and she had already pooped. I think this pure beauty probably never imagined being helped to relieve herself by a stranger, let alone having a thin string stretched over her anus. However, since there wasn't much left in her stomach, there was no strange smell. The enema was very effective, and it took a while before I heard her say, "Okay, all done."

I flushed away the filth and pretended to put her down, but Wang Beibei asked, "Do you...do you have any toilet paper?"

I shook my head and said, "No, you didn't bring any?"

Wang Beibei was both ashamed and anxious: "What should I do? I...I was too...I forgot everything."

I touched my clothes and said, "Let me wipe you with a handkerchief." As I spoke, I took out a handkerchief and stretched it towards her crotch. Wang Beibei was held in my arms, her head buried in her chest, not daring to speak to me at all, completely letting me do as I pleased. I cupped the handkerchief in my hand and pressed my fingers against her anus through the handkerchief, deliberately exclaiming, "Why is there a thin string here?"

I put my mouth close to her ear: "Little sister, wearing a thong is not good for girls, and it's already dirty. Let me take it off for you." As I spoke, I moved my hand to her waist, untied the thin string, and took the thong off between her legs. The pink thong strap was already stained yellow. I deliberately held the thong out to her, saying, "Luckily, there's only a string at the back, otherwise it would have been wet in my crotch." Wang Beibei was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. She whispered, "Throw it away."

I casually hung the thong on the sink, wiped her bottom clean with a handkerchief, and didn't forget to flick her vulva a few times with my fingers. The aphrodisiac was starting to take effect. Every time I touched her vulva, Wang Beibei would let out a soft moan and twist her body a few times. If it weren't for the position that made her legs spread wide, she probably would have already started rubbing her vulva. This Danish Butterfly Dew is definitely potent; even a virgin will become a lustful slut. Wang Beibei's blush at this moment was not just from shyness, but also from the onset of lust.

What seems real may be fake, and what seems real may be nonexistent.

My original plan was just to tease this little beauty, to embarrass her, and to vent my anger for my good brother who almost committed suicide because of her heartless rejection. But after teasing her for a while, her alluring body and aroused charm made me lose control.

Since Wang Beibei had her back to me, I could only see her profile; her delicate earlobes and face were flushed. I picked her up and stood up, my hands naturally cupping her firm buttocks. I gently pushed them apart, letting the cool night breeze caress her cleft.

Wang Beibei turned her head and whispered, "Thank you, put me down."

Before I could speak, the train suddenly jolted, its speed decreasing abruptly. I lost my balance and fell forward, but thankfully the toilet was cramped, preventing me from falling. My lips landed on Wang Beibei's, and my hand slid upwards, cupping her tender vulva.

Suddenly attacked by my two small mouths, Wang Beibei, already aroused, couldn't withstand the stimulation and let out a soft moan, collapsing limply into my arms. Although I didn't want to take her body here, I couldn't hold back any longer. I used two fingers of my left hand to spread her labia and press them together, while my right hand slid a finger into her vagina, sometimes tickling the delicate walls of her vagina with a curled motion, sometimes gently thrusting in and out. Gradually, Wang Beibei's buttocks began to sway in response to my finger. I deliberately didn't push my finger deep, but just moved slowly near the entrance. Wang Beibei's mouth opened, and she breathed softly. I took the opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth and gently stir it. From her awkward reaction, I could tell that this was her first time doing this.

Gradually, honey-like fluid began to drip from Wang Beibei's tender vulva. I knew the time was right, so I reluctantly pulled away from her sweet little mouth, slowly withdrawing my hand from her vulva, and whispered to her, "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to, you're too beautiful."

Wang Beibei was immersed in pleasure when she suddenly heard me say this, and a look of surprise appeared on her face, along with a hint of gratitude: "Thank you... thank you."

I feigned surprise: "You're thanking me for this? I, I kissed you, and I touched your... your..."

Wang Beibei lowered her head in embarrassment: "Thank you... for holding back... not... inserting!" Her voice grew softer and softer until it was finally inaudible.

I put her down and helped her pull up her shorts under her skirt. I deliberately pulled them up forcefully, and her sensitive vulva was rubbed by the fabric. Wang Beibei let out a soft moan and slumped limply in my arms as if her bones had disappeared. I took her thong from the sink, folded it, and put it in my pocket. Wang Beibei saw everything, her lips moved but she didn't say anything, though a hint of joy appeared in her eyes.

I hugged her tightly: "Beibei, I've touched your body, I want to take responsibility, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Ah," Wang Beibei exclaimed. I thought countless men had pursued such a beautiful girl, but pursuing her in the toilet, I was absolutely unprecedented.

Seeing her lower her head and remain silent for a long time, I sighed: "I know I'm not good enough for you, if you don't agree..."

"I don't disagree," Wang Beibei blurted out, then lowered her head in embarrassment, "I, I'm a little confused, let me think, I, you've touched me..." She began to sob softly.

Bang bang bang, the toilet door rang, and a rude voice rang out: "What are you doing? Hurry up, it's been more than half an hour, did you fall into the toilet?"

Wang Beibei wiped away her tears, "Let's go out first," she said, and went to open the door.

I managed to grab her small hand, but she had already opened the door. The man outside opened his mouth to curse, but when he saw her face, he swallowed the curse. Then, seeing me walk out from behind, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. I heard him mutter,

"Damn, there are still such innocent prostitutes."

I saw Wang Beibei's body tremble, and I quickly took two steps forward and put my arm around her waist: "Don't listen to his nonsense, you are the purest girl in the world."

Wang Beibei didn't pull her arm away from mine. I led her back to our seat, and she buried her face in my chest and sobbed for half an hour. I kept stroking her head, patting her back, and touching her small hands, but I couldn't stop her tears.

Finally, she looked up and said something I never dreamed of: "You really like me?"

I nodded repeatedly, swearing to the light that I not only liked her, but I had fallen in love with her purity and cuteness.

Wang Beibei flashed a sweet smile, "I like you too. You have a strong sense of justice and don't take advantage of others."

She then buried her head in my chest.

I was completely speechless. This little beauty was too naive, but a feeling of tenderness welled up inside me. I should have known better than tormented her.

I gently rubbed her stomach: "Beibei, does your stomach still hurt?"

She still didn't look up: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just that my legs are itchy."

I chuckled: "Where are your legs? Let me rub them for you."

She playfully scolded, "You naughty boy."

We walked along, our affectionate embrace evident even in the elderly couple across the street. They thought we knew each other, praising us as a perfect match. Wang Beibei blushed, but held my hand tightly.

Time flew by, and the train soon arrived at Qingdao Railway Station. We disembarked together, and I asked Wang Beibei if she needed to go back to school first, but she insisted on finding me a place to stay. We finally decided to stay near her school. After

finding her a place, I took her back to school to drop off her things, and then our sweet journey began. She took me to Zhanqiao Pier and May Fourth Square, and I treated her to stir-fried clams, Xinjiang-style kebabs, and Qingdao draft beer. I didn't realize this beauty had such a high tolerance for alcohol; she drank three jin (1.5 kg) of draft beer and even insisted on taking me to the beach to feel the sea breeze.

Holding this beauty in my arms, I sat by the sea, lowered my head to kiss her earlobe, and began to explore her ear canal, circling and licking it. On the train, I had noticed that earlobes are a sensitive spot for girls, and Wang Beibei's earlobes were especially sensitive. Wang Beibei gasped softly as I licked her, trying to pull her head away. But my hand naturally hooked around her long neck, and she could only writhe in my arms, her chest rising and falling like waves, her beautiful eyes half-open, occasionally peeking out her bright red tongue with a soft moan.

When I released her neck, Wang Beibei could no longer restrain herself, turning her body and offering her mouth. I took the opportunity to place both hands on her breasts, gently kneading them while sucking on her soft, fragrant tongue. Wang Beibei went completely limp. If we weren't at the beach, I would have taken her right there and then.

I released her lips, my hands still clasped around her chest. "Beibei, let's go back to the hotel."

As soon as we entered the room, I closed the door behind me and pulled her into my arms, lowering my head to kiss her lips. Wang Beibei, experiencing this for the first time, didn't know how to refuse. Our lips and tongues intertwined, and I carried her into the bathroom. I turned on the faucet and pressed her against the sink, kissing her tender lips as I began to remove her clothes. Wang Beibei's small hands also helped me unbutton my shirt, but only after I had her completely naked did she unbutton two buttons on mine.

After testing the bathtub temperature, I placed the limp Wang Beibei in the water, quickly stripped myself naked, and jumped into the tub to sit facing her. I spread her legs and hung them on either side of the tub.

The girl's pink, beautiful vulva was completely exposed before my eyes.

Wang Beibei shyly tried to cover herself, but I couldn't wait any longer. I cupped her soft buttocks in my hands, my mouth already pressed against her pink vulva.

"Ah...ah..." The innocent girl didn't know those lewd words; she only knew to express her feelings with soft moans. But those delicate moans already showed her feelings. Wang Beibei was burning with desire, not because of the aphrodisiac, but because she was truly aroused.

"Beibei, don't rush. I haven't explored other places on you yet," I said, closing her slender legs.

Then I pushed her knees to her chest. I gently stroked and sucked her toes, moving up her calves, thighs, and finally kissing her tender anus.

Looking at the shy yet eager shimmering in Wang Beibei's watery eyes, looking at her erect, rosy nipples, although she was reluctant to speak, I understood her meaning. I placed her long, flawless legs on my shoulders, and my penis began to penetrate her tender vulva inch by inch.

Virgins are truly rare in today's society. I once thought she was a pure and innocent girl, but when we actually slept together, she was surprisingly adept at anal penetration. Wang Beibei is truly an exception. When I pierced her hymen, a surge of tenderness welled up inside me. This girl deserved my affection.

I began to slowly thrust, kissing her hair as I did so. Her pink, moist vulva was completely soaked. Although tight, it felt incredibly pleasurable. Even though it was her first time, humans seem to be naturally inclined to cooperate. Wang Beibei began to gently wiggle her hips in sync with my movements.

The girl's movements ignited my desire, and I began to relentlessly thrust into her pink, virgin vulva. After more than a hundred thrusts, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, Wang Beibei reached her first orgasm. A warm stream of nectar hit my glans, and Wang Beibei's vagina writhed and tightened around my penis, almost making me ejaculate.

I never expected this little beauty to be so naturally gifted. I quickly pulled out my penis, grasped her feet with both hands, spread her legs, and lowered my head to kiss her, occasionally teasing her sensitive clitoris.

Ah… Wang Beibei couldn't help but cry out, her honeyed hole clenching violently, another gush of nectar flowing out. She was completely lost in thought. I took the opportunity to insert my penis back into her still twitching pink hole, still placing her legs on my shoulders, leaning forward, pressing my hands against her pert breasts, gazing into her eyes.

My penis thrust in and out of her pink hole, and under my forceful thrusting and gaze, Wang Beibei was completely conquered. Our rhythmic movements turned into frenzy, and when she climaxed again, I also ejaculated my essence deep inside her…

The bathtub water had completely cooled.

Holding the unconscious Wang Beibei, I also drifted off to sleep. We both knew that we could never be separated again.

[The End]

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