Me at 19

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He led me into the hotel room, pulled me into the bathroom, and told me to take a shower first.
I obediently closed the bathroom door, took off my clothes, and felt the warm water from the showerhead on my skin. I wet my hair and was about to wash it when he pushed the door open and came in.
I wasn't surprised at all; men want my body, after all. He casually glanced at my body, and I knew he was inspecting his prey. I was his prey.
At nineteen, I was already quite mature. My skin was white and delicate, smooth and translucent like fine porcelain, and elastic. My breasts, like two ripe peaches, hung firmly and alluringly. Combined with my slender waist, rounded hips, and long legs, my body was enough to make any lustful man unable to resist.
The warm water flowing slowly over my skin seemed to coat my body with a shimmering halo.
From the moment he saw me, his eyes sparkled. I continued showering under the showerhead, letting the hungry wolf that was after me pounce on me.
He took off his own clothes, came over, and began to caress my body from behind. His hands first landed on my buttocks, pinching and kneading the thick flesh, then moving directly between my legs. I involuntarily squeezed my legs together. He turned me around, and I fell into his arms. He kneaded my breasts with his rough hands.
I leaned naked against him, my two mounds of white flesh changing shape in his large hands. My legs were already weak, and I pressed myself against him, letting him knead me without restraint. The shower water continued to cascade over us, so warm and comfortable. He started kissing my lips, saying they were so sweet. Then, he turned off the tap, carried me out of the bathroom, and carried me to the bed.
I looked at him shyly, this man who was almost thirty years older than me. Today was the first time I had met him in person; before that, we had only communicated online. He promised to help me, to give me money for school, to rent a place for me, and to provide for all my needs.
He came, rubbing his already throbbing, erect penis against my tender little opening. I knew he was afraid of hurting me, so he gently rubbed against my flesh and even bent down to kiss my petals. I was already overflowing with desire. Darling, my Qiang-ge, I've waited for you for so long, today I am your trophy, raise your spear and thrust in, come and fuck me hard.
A glistening dewdrop still clung to the tip of his big penis, his glans was round and very cute. The moment it entered, my petals throbbed with pain and numbness, and soon the entire penis was inside. I wanted to use my flesh to swallow his big penis completely, it felt so sore, so numb, so good, so comfortable. His penis was a bit big for my little opening, it hurt a little, but I felt completely possessed, I loved this feeling of being conquered, possessed, it made me feel very safe.
He began thrusting forcefully. My vagina was so hot and tight, and I was so wet. He massaged my large, peach-like breasts as he thrust into me. It felt so good. I love strong, powerful men like him. Although he was a bit older than me, he was strong, experienced, gentle, and considerate. Most importantly, he gave me a sense of security.
I needed security. God knows how I survived the first eighteen years of my life.
Qiang, panting heavily, thrust in and out of me for a long time before finally ejaculating. He collapsed into my arms, his strong body pressing against my soft breasts, feeling so full. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his head, which was buried against my chest. We lay there like that on the bed for a long, long time.
He got up from the bed, looked at me, and said, "Xiao Rou, I never expected you to be like this." I remained lying on the bed, covering my chest with the white sheet, revealing my rounded, jade-like shoulders. I looked up at him and asked, "What do I look like?" He smiled slightly and remained silent.
The man before me was about 1.78 meters tall, strong and muscular, with bulging muscles on his chest, a testament to his regular exercise. His penis, when erect, was about 17 or 18 centimeters long, thick and large, penetrating my body, reaching all the way to my uterus, enough to send me into ecstasy. More importantly, he promised to support my education and my livelihood; I needed him, I needed this man, and I was willing to use my body to satisfy all his desires.
He dragged me off the bed and stood in front of the mirror. We were both naked. He looked at my body in the mirror, staring at my two large breasts, and suddenly he dragged me back to the bed. "I really want to fuck you!" A strange light shone in his eyes. I glanced between his legs, and his penis was already erect. He spread my legs, buried his face between them, kissed me, and then used his fingers to probe my vulva. I felt both itchy and painful, and my juices flowed freely.
This time, he was no longer gentle; he directly thrust his large penis inside me. The moment of penetration was indescribably wonderful, reaching straight to the core. A woman is utterly conquered in that instant. As his penis reached the depths of my vagina, this man entered my heart.
I love the feeling of a man riding me, like a wild horse galloping across the plains, free and exhilarating. And the man on top of me was that skilled rider.
After the climax, he held me in his arms, refusing to let go. We fell asleep together. I don't know how much time passed, when his phone rang urgently. He glanced at his watch; it was 12:30 AM. "Ah, I should go home," he said.
I knew I wasn't so lucky. He was a married man. "Xiaorou, I'll contact you. Shall I take you back to your dorm?" I said no, I'd sleep in the room he'd already paid for tonight. "Xiaorou, I'll find you," he said, straightening his clothes. I smiled and said okay, but my heart sank. Had
I just sold myself like this? I need to pay tuition, rent an apartment, buy pretty clothes and bags, and cover a whole host of daily living and school expenses. My mother, a washed-up starlet, can't afford it all, and if I were to work as a waitress, it would be a drop in the ocean. Of course, I wouldn't become a prostitute at a nightclub, but besides this pretty face and body, what skills do I have? I know that what I'm
doing is no different from being a prostitute; others do retail, I just want to do wholesale. As dawn broke, I put on my rough school uniform and left the hotel. When I reached the lobby, the 　　staff on duty and the doorman looked at me strangely. I knew they thought I was a prostitute. 　　And they were pretty much right.
[The End]

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