【QQ Love】

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This article stems from the numerous online stories about frequent

chatbots, and I myself have experienced some passionate

years. These experiences have imbued my otherwise mundane life with a pervasive sense of lust. As a body whose master has become numb, I

find a way to release my desires through mutual moans, but this also brings sorrow, making it impossible for me to concentrate on

my career or work. From a work perspective, we rarely have any impulses anymore. I remember when I was

an intern , there was a car accident patient, a very beautiful woman with a fractured femur. When her clothes were removed on the operating table

, her face was contorted with pain, but it didn't detract from her graceful figure. Her breasts were bowl-shaped, and her pubic hair stood up

against her deformed thighs, creating an alluring black pattern. I immediately got an erection. Meanwhile, the senior doctor

was diligently disinfecting, and through the spread legs, I could see her glistening lips under the spotlight. The younger doctors around her

could only turn their backs to the operating table or pretend to be doing other things. The senior doctor only said a few words, "What a pity, what a pity."

I never truly understood the meaning of those words until now. Okay, enough chit-chat, let's get to the point.

I remember it was sometime last year, when I didn't know anything about QQ. The office computers had just been upgraded with broadband, and some

young guys would come to my desk and bang on

things ." I cursed them countless times, but later I bookmarked all the addresses

and slowly leveled up from a newbie. Then a colleague gave me a QQ account, a microphone, and a video chat, mysteriously saying, "You'll understand the meaning of QQ

later ." So I started browsing. I thought the information should be accurate, so I

wrote down my phone number and occupation. But it wasn't as exciting as I imagined online. Although

I longed for that experience, I was still quite timid. Occasionally, a message from a netizen

would make my heart race. Gradually, I lost that feeling of excitement and started spending my free time on QQ

adding people everywhere. Ah, it was truly a case of "something you can't force."

One Sunday morning, I was bored at home, so I left QQ online and played pool. You

know, it's a great way to kill time. When I finally finished a game, I noticed my QQ was flashing a lot of messages. I quickly

opened it, and someone named "Troubled Person" wanted to add me. The verification message was "Are you a doctor?" I

thought it was just a prank, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to check, so I added her. Looking at her profile, it turned out to be a

woman. She was invisible in my QQ friends list, but out of curiosity, I sent her a message.

Nostalgia: Did you ask to add me?

Troubled Person: Sorry, I'm temporarily leaving. Please leave a message for my QQ assistant.

Ugh, so frustrating!

Nostalgia: I've added you as a friend. I'm a doctor. Is there anything I can do for you?

Troubled Person: Sorry, I'm temporarily leaving. Please leave a message for my QQ assistant.

Nostalgia: I'll log off in about ten minutes. If you need anything, just tell me or we can do it another time.

Seeing that the troubled person's avatar was already online, I stopped sending messages. Perhaps she was

deliberately trying to distract me, or perhaps she genuinely had something to do. Regardless, I had to wait for her reply before I could say anything more

.

After a long while, the distinctive QQ notification sound rang in my ears.

Troubled Person: Thank you, I just went out for a bit. Hello, are you a doctor?

Nostalgia: Yes, I'm a doctor. What's bothering you, or are you feeling unwell?

Damn, an online consultation isn't bad.

Troubled Person: Which department are you in?

Nostalgia: I'm in surgery. Is something bothering you?

Troubled Person: Where is the gallbladder ?

I was stunned. She was testing me! I quickly called back.

Troubled Person: I'm sorry, I wanted to confirm your profession, otherwise I wouldn't have contacted you. Which

hospital ? Are you also in G city?

I checked her IP address again, and it did show we were in the same city. It seemed she really had some unspeakable

problems.

Nostalgia: I'm in the surgery department of the Municipal People's Hospital. My name is Liu xx. You know this hospital, right?

The Distressed Person: A few minutes later, a message flashed: "Is this Director Liu Mingyuan, who sees patients in Urology every Monday?"

Goodness! Amazing! He knew my name and department so quickly! He's a satellite positioning expert,

isn't he? Nostalgia: It's me. Are you feeling unwell? How did you know so quickly?

The other person sent a laughing emoji, and after waiting a long time without any further messages, I thought 　　, "I'd like to see what you look like, but I'm sorry, I need to confirm your identity." 　　Are you kidding me? You added me first! I'm sure she's playing a prank. I was about to close the chat window

when she sent a video request. I thought, "I'll see who you are too, anyway, I don't have a home network, you can't see me." 　　So I accepted the request. After a while, I finally saw the other person. On the computer screen was a very pretty girl, about 23 or 24 years old, with a faint melancholy on her face. She had probably gone to get some water. I noticed she had a fantastic figure; she was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt-like top and white jeans, and her long hair was tied up. She took a sip of water, and I could clearly hear her voice, "Why can't I see him?" Her voice was so beautiful. 　　The troubled person: Where is he? 　　Nostalgia: I'm sorry, I didn't contact you. The troubled person: How do I know if you're lying to me? I'm really sick. I'm afraid to see those young doctors, so I searched online for doctors in this city on QQ, and that's why I added you. The troubled person: I've been to your hospital before. I've seen a gynecologist and taken a lot of medicine, but it's not working. Are you Director Liu? 　　Nostalgia: How can you confirm? 　　The troubled person: As soon as you said you were Director Liu from the city hospital, I looked up your medical records before mentioning your name. But I've never met you in person, only seen your photo, which is why I sent you the video. You're quite clever . I don't want to say any more. Since she has a problem, I'll see her; maybe I can help. 　　Nostalgia: Do you really have to explain your condition here? Can't you just come to my outpatient department tomorrow? 　　The troubled person: I…I…you're a man, how can I explain? Nostalgia: Okay, will you be on QQ this afternoon?

I'll go to the department at 2 PM to confirm for you there. Goodbye.

I turned off the channel; it was already 1:20 PM. I still had to cook for myself. My wife went to the kids' place.

I've been living like an ascetic these past few days. These days, who doesn't worry about their mischievous offspring? My wife said she'd be

spending two months with our son.

The troubled person: Okay, I'll wait for you to come online this afternoon. Sorry.

Nostalgia: It's okay, I hope I can help you.

I showed her my picture this afternoon to understand her condition. It turned out she had seen a gynecologist who diagnosed

her with recurrent urinary tract infections caused by a hymenal appendage. The doctor had recommended urological surgery, but when she asked where all the doctors were, she

insisted on having the surgery done by a gynecologist. In the end, she not only got the short end of the stick but also received a

cold shoulder from the head of gynecology. Actually, her problem was simple: just surgically removing the excess flesh covering the urethral opening. But

the reality was that she couldn't accept having a male doctor perform the surgery. I patiently explained it to her.

Nostalgia: What's your name?

The distressed person: My name is Chen Yuan. Dr. Liu, do I really need surgery for this problem?

Nostalgia: Let me tell you, if you don't remove this extra flesh, you'll inevitably have recurring urinary tract infections. No

amount of medication will help; it will only damage your liver and stomach, and it will even cause hyperplasia.

The distressed person: Hyperplasia? And it'll grow bigger?

Nostalgia: Basically, that's what I mean. It will eventually block the urethra, causing recurring pain. Of course, I'm only

saying what's in the textbook; I need to examine you to decide whether surgery is necessary.

The distressed person: Then I still need to come to your clinic. Nostalgia: Of course, otherwise I can't help you.

The distressed person: But…but…I'm a woman, how can I go see you? Nostalgia: For doctors, there's

nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, there will be a nurse accompanying you during the examination. The distressed person: I…I…

Nostalgia: I'll be at the clinic tomorrow morning. You decide for yourself. Or you can go to other large hospitals to see if there are

female doctors who can perform the surgery, but male doctors will inevitably be anesthetizing and observing in the operating room.

After a long time, the girl named Chen Yuan finally decided to come to the clinic tomorrow. We put aside this topic and

talked about many things about her. Sigh, once people trust each other, they have a lot to talk about. By the time we finished talking, it

was already getting dark. I spent the whole afternoon holed up in the department and didn't do anything. I didn't even

go online on my favorite websites. I'll catch up when I get home tonight, hehe.

On Monday morning, Chen Yuan arrived with her appointment. When I opened the department door, she was already sitting

at the first number. The weather was hot; you could tell from her clothes that summer had arrived early in the city.

I recognized her face immediately—she was the one I had booked with yesterday. She was even prettier in person than in the computer screen, except she had cut

her hair into a student-style bob. I later learned that she had cut it short because she was worried that long hair would affect her hospital stay.

She had a round face, a fair and delicate neck, and a thin platinum necklace that dangled into the hollow of her chest.

She wore a ladylike white-collar suit, a light gray blazer with the collar peeking out from under her white shirt. Her chest heaved

with nervousness, further emphasizing her slender waist. A light gray skirt

concealed her straight, thin legs, giving her a youthful and alluring look.

"Good morning, Director," she said shyly, squeezing her legs together as I sat down beside my desk.

"Chen Yuan? Oh, good morning." I put on my white short-sleeved shirt, smoothed my hair, and tried to hide the overwhelming joy

in my heart . "Why did you get a haircut? You had long hair yesterday."

"The doctor is teasing me," she said, sitting down at my prompting. A refreshing scent of high-end perfume wafted into my nostrils

.

I asked her in detail when she fell ill, what treatments she received, and what medications she used. While looking at her previous medical records, I also

asked about her sex life. She blushed and told me that she lost her virginity on her wedding night, and afterwards

, sex was incredibly painful. Later, she suffered from recurring urinary tract infections and was afraid of sex. Her husband had also been away working for half a year

. I paused several times during the questioning because there was so much for her to tell me. As she

spoke each word, I was surprised to find that my own desire was rising, and my unruly member was starting to

stir , to the point that I dared not get up. She started with her head up, but then lowered it out of shyness. Looking at her

slightly really wanted to reach out and take advantage of the moment she couldn't see me. I quickly straightened my penis

.

"I'm going to examine you now," I said, my voice hard and my mouth dry.

"Should I...take it off?" she asked softly, a tremor running through her. "Don't be afraid, there's a nurse..." I stood up and, as she walked towards the examination table, I adjusted

my penis a few more times to avoid embarrassment. 　　With the nurse present, I saw her trembling genitals. Her pubic hair was thick and glossy, black like an oilcloth covering her mons pubis and extending towards her anus. Her labia majora were hidden by the pubic hair , obscuring her pink labia minora. Her hymen was everted, covering half of her urethra. With trembling hands, I parted her labia and, seeing the whitish urethral opening, made my diagnosis: her vaginal opening was tight and small. Long-term abstinence from sex had made her genitals very sensitive. As I examined her, her breathing became heavy and labored. 　　I hurriedly finished the examination, using the excuse of washing my hands to conceal my uncontrollable erection, and then filled out the admission notice. 　　"Doctor, do I need surgery?" she asked, her face flushed, as she quickly dressed. 　　"Yes, your urethra is already covered, and… you'll need to be admitted." Watching the accompanying nurse leave, I told her, "I'll tell you what preparations to make on QQ tonight." 　　"Okay, I… I'm leaving now," she said, glancing at me a few times before closing the door and leaving. I blushed too; it was ridiculous that I had an erection. 　　That evening, in my study. I brought the department's video home. 　　Chen Yuan: Doctor, I'm so scared. Will it hurt? 　　Nostalgia: It's okay, there's anesthesia. 　　Chen Yuan: Will it be fine after the anesthesia? No… 　　Nostalgia: Removing the excess will improve the symptoms, it won't come back. 　　Chen Yuan: Will it affect…? 　　Nostalgia: That? Oh, you mean sex? It won't affect it. 　　Chen Yuan: But the gynecologist said it might affect the pleasure... 　　Nostalgia: No, we won't suture your vaginal opening, and besides, we've removed the cause of your pain during intercourse.

Chen Yuan: Thank you. I'm going to the hospital tomorrow. Do you need someone to come with me? You know my husband isn't home. Nostalgia: It's best

to have a family member come. It's on the day of the surgery. I'll schedule your surgery tomorrow afternoon. Also, you need to…

Chen Yuan: Oh, what?

Nostalgia: Tomorrow's surgery will be on your pubic area. You must shave all your hair.

Chen Yuan: Oh, I… I can't shave… I can't reach it?

Nostalgia: You don't want me to shave it for you, do you?

Chen Yuan: *hammering expression* Nostalgia: If you can't shave it, the nurses will help you tomorrow. You'd better shave it yourself.

Chen Yuan: Okay. I'm logging off now, I'm nervous…

On the screen, I saw her wiping away tears. Because she was at home, she was dressed casually. In the light, I could see the shadows of her breasts rising and falling under her

clothes . I really wanted to go to her house, pretend to comfort her. Sigh,

I can only have lustful thoughts.

Nostalgia: Go to sleep early. You're not wearing enough clothes, don't catch a cold.

Chen Yuan: Thank you, Director. I don't know… how to thank you…

Nostalgia: Thank you for your trust. I'll arrange everything tomorrow. Goodbye.

I closed the QQ interface, afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. But that body was still flashing before my eyes. I went to my

bookmarked website, and the more I looked, the more my desire burned. I could only use my hands to shout "Yuanyuan, I want you," releasing

my lust onto the floor.

The surgery was successful. Every day, during the routine ward rounds, when my colleagues and I examined her, I

secretly asked her questions. Whether it was out of fear of exposing her mature body to the public or because I wanted to devour her body, I

don't know. Anyway, her sutures were absorbable. Occasionally, I would take a nurse to see her

shaved , recording her shyness and nervousness in my mind, fantasizing about it when no one was around.

She was discharged after four days. We spent a lot of time discussing her sutures on QQ. I even

went to her house to check if the sutures had been absorbed. She probably saw all the changes in me. Three weeks after

her surgery, when I opened her legs again, her pubic hair had grown considerably.

The changes in my crotch were completely concealed by her flushed face and trembling legs. The awkward situation was broken by a phone call.

I knew I could have her, because she had tacitly approved, but my wound hadn't healed yet, so I had to give up.

We entered the real passionate stage on QQ. Her sweet voice and high-pitched moans made

me ejaculate on the floor every time.

Chen Yuan: Director, you're bad!

Nostalgia: How am I bad? No, I'm fine.

Chen Yuan: And you say that? You're not bad if you don't behave when you see someone?

Nostalgia: How am I not behaved?

Chen Yuan: Pfft! Who gets all sticky when they see someone? It's embarrassing.

Nostalgia: Don't you like me sticking my penis up? It means you're tender and tempting.

Chen Yuan: You've seen other people's penises so many times, I want to see yours too.

Nostalgia: See where?

Chen Yuan: Well… your perky thing…

Nostalgia: Aren’t you afraid of that thing? You said it hurts when you do it, so why do you want to see it?

Chen Yuan: I want to see it! I haven’t seen it in over half a year, and besides, every time you check me it’s

so perky, I want to touch it…

Nostalgia: Then take it off first, take it all off, and I’ll show it to you.

Chen Yuan: You’re so naughty, haven’t you seen it many times already? What else do you want to see? Nostalgia: You have so much hair down there, I

like women with lots of hair, take it off, breasts, pull them down… show them… such big breasts… further down… look at your

pussy… ah… so dark… spread your legs… spread them wider… touch those little buds… such a tender pussy…

Voice: “I… ah… I’m all naked… ah… I want your big cock… give me yours… ah… so

thick… ah… so hard… ah…”

…

This was our first time being passionate, I ejaculated, she watched me ejaculate, her face showing surprise and excitement, she was

also soaking wet under my teasing.

Later, we frequently interacted on QQ at night, like a married couple…

Chen Yuan: Ming-ge, I’m here. (Emoji: hug)

Xiangchou: You little brat, can you even hug me? Let me hug you instead. (Emojis: two hugs and a kiss)

Chen Yuan: Ah, you’re suffocating me! You’re so strong, I want more.

Xiangchou: What do you want?

Her voice came through the voice chat: “I want you to hug me tightly, kiss me… and touch me… Ah Xiangchou:

I’m touching you! Touching your breasts, pull your clothes open, show me your big breasts, I want to see them.”

Voice chat: Ah… Brother… Ah… You’re eating my breasts… Your hands… Ah… Don’t touch my pants… Brother…

I’m wet… Brother… Your penis is so thick… Such a big head… Ah…

Xiangchou: Do you like it? I’ll put it inside you… Closer… Closer… Closer still… Your pubic hair is so black.

…I like…I fuck your cunt…fuck your tender cunt…tummy…

My erect penis appeared on the computer desktop, thrusting towards her…

The voice message was, “Brother…your is so thick…I’m all…naked…don’t touch my breasts…I want you to fuck…my cunt

…ah…brother…I can’t take it anymore…your cock is so thick…fuck my…tummy…ah…”

I looked at her dark pubic hair so close to my eyes and the glistening wetness flowing from her slit, panting heavily as she ejaculated

a pool of liquid on the floor.

…

For a long time afterward, we released our lust in each other’s nakedness. Two months after her surgery, I finally

entered her vagina, turning virtual sex into reality, while QQ passion still overwhelmed us.

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