[Shenzhen. Youth. Sex] (January 6th) [Author: Hidden in the Court]

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Chapter 1

Shenzhen This city is more familiar to me than my hometown. I graduated from a
key and came to Shenzhen to work in a state-owned enterprise. My girlfriend is three years younger than me. She is the
quiet and well-behaved type. Speaking of quiet, it's not entirely true. I think a woman's quietness and gentleness are always specific to certain
people. Women behind closed doors are not very quiet...

As an engineering student, the school had a super good academic atmosphere. I spent all my free time studying and in the laboratory...
Of course, girls in engineering schools at that time basically didn't dress up. They were so plain that you didn't feel any desire for them.
I met my girlfriend when I was about to leave Shanghai in my senior year. It was just an acquaintance, there was no
physical . Then I went to Shenzhen.

When you're young, once your desires are ignited, it's hard to control them. When she was a freshman in college,
I invited her to visit Shenzhen. I was worried that the quiet girl would refuse my invitation, but she surprisingly agreed
. Actually, everyone knew what would happen when she came to Shenzhen alone, or perhaps we were both looking forward
to what would happen.

When I first arrived in Shenzhen, my monthly salary was 7,000 yuan, and I rented a room in a farmer's house. Friends who don't know Shenzhen
might not know what a farmer's house is. To put it simply, it's a densely packed group of self-built houses, extremely simple in construction, habitable,
cheap, but chaotic. I was staying in Baishizhou at the time, and finally picked up Xiaoman, my
girlfriend, at Shenzhen Railway Station. She still had that same radiant face, but this time I noticed she seemed much more mature, and her breasts were
more . Having not seen each other for a while, we were a little awkward with each other. After putting her luggage back in her room, we started
sightseeing in Shenzhen. Shenzhen wasn't actually that interesting back then; there were only a handful of attractions, and the weather was very hot. I acted
as her tour guide, but being an engineering student, I couldn't even find a chance to hold her hand. But we gradually
became more familiar. When we got off the last bus, I grabbed her hand and helped her cross a puddle
. After that, I never let go.

Where would we sleep that night? This was a tricky problem…

In Chapter Two

, after wandering around Baishizhou for a while, I said, “Shouldn’t we go back and rest?” Xiaoman just nodded.
To be honest, as a recent graduate, I was short of money and didn’t want to spend it on a hotel. So, we
walked hand in hand back to our farmer’s house in Baishizhou. When we passed downstairs, the landlord saw me holding hands with my girlfriend, and his
eyes lit up. Having lived in Guangdong for a long time, he had never seen such a beautiful, delicate woman from Jiangnan. Hand in hand,
we walked up to my cramped farmer’s house.

Actually, I was quite nervous because before Xiaoman came to Shenzhen, she almost idolized me. From the phone call,
I could sense that graduating from a prestigious university and working in Shenzhen, the special economic zone, were quite dazzling things to her. However, as
we walked up this narrow staircase together, I felt a little stifled. Yes, I had studied hard for 10 years, graduated from a top 10 university
in China my landlord, a native of Shenzhen,
played mahjong downstairs every day and made over 100,000 yuan a month (in 2004, that was a huge amount
). Fortunately, I'm not that cynical. If I'm not doing well, I'll work hard to earn more money.
But as we walked up the stairs hand in hand, it felt incredibly long. I didn't even think about
what we needed to do after we got inside. I was just worried that Xiaoman would suddenly let go of my hand. But when we reached the door,
Xiaoman didn't let go.

Opening the door, the first thing I saw was a bed. During the day, I'd been rushing to put my luggage down, and Xiaoman hadn't
had a chance look around properly. Now, my tiny apartment was suddenly complete. The bedroom was right inside the door, the balcony had a
simple kitchen counter and a small toilet, and there was another balcony on the other side for drying clothes… I
was suddenly speechless. It was so basic. I looked around and felt ashamed. But what could I do?
As someone new to Shenzhen, everything had to be simple. Xiaoman sat down on the bed, and I realized that
a fairy-like person had entered my humble room. "Let me get you a glass of water," she said. "Where am I sleeping tonight?"
Xiaoman asked softly. "Don't worry, you sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor, don't worry," I said. After watching TV for a while,
the programs were all so boring, and I actually got a little tired. "How about we turn off the lights and go to sleep?" Xiaoman said. "
Okay," I replied. And then, I actually drifted off to sleep. In the middle of the night, a cool breeze blew in, and
I woke up. Oh no, what should I do now? In a daze, I asked Xiaoman, "Are you asleep?" "No,
I can't sleep." In the darkness, Xiaoman actually agreed. I think she must have been nervous. "You were snoring just now
, you were sleeping so soundly, weren't you?" Oh no, I was so embarrassed. A beautiful woman was next to me, and
I actually fell asleep.

"I... I'm really a little tired. I've never shopped like this before," I said, a little embarrassed.
"Xiaoman, you're pretty brave, coming all the way to Shenzhen to see me alone."

"I admire myself too," Xiaoman replied softly. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you," I
said against my will, because I was out of things to say. As an engineering student, I really didn't know what to talk about. So
I decided to be practical. "Can I hold your hand again? It was so soft and smooth, so
comfortable .

" "..." There was no answer in the darkness. Xiaoman was silent.

I don't know where I got the courage. Well, I guess I was just incredibly bold. My hand groped towards
the bed . Xiaoman didn't resist; she reached out her hand. She acquiesced! I felt a surge of joy
and didn't think there was anything wrong with my request. You know, you have to push your luck. In
the darkness, Xiaoman turned to face me, and suddenly my hand touched something soft—it was Xiaoman
's breast! Even through her bra, I could feel its softness and elasticity. I didn't say anything, but I groped my hand
inside Xiaoman's bra. Xiaoman's body trembled slightly; she struggled a little, then stopped
moving. My hand could then grasp her entire breast. At that moment, I was so naive that I felt this was the greatest
happiness. Then, Xiaoman whispered, "This is all I can do today. You can't bully me..." "Mmm," I replied
, holding Xiaoman's soft breast in my hand. The day's fatigue suddenly washed over me, and I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. I truly...
I drifted off to sleep... and the night passed uneventfully. When I woke up the next day, my arms were numb. Try staying in that position
all night , and your arms will go numb!

But Xiaoman also remained lying on her side, allowing me to hold her small, soft, bouncy
breasts without separating them...

I was actually quite moved.

Chapter Three

was written yesterday. Some people think that it's impossible for a man and woman alone in a room not to have something happen.
Everyone likes to see fast-food style, intense and violent thrusting, but reality is often unlikely if you're
investing emotions.

Let me reintroduce myself: I come from a family of teachers, studied diligently throughout my life, and
played and watched plenty of games and porn, but I'm still quite self-controlled. When I was in school, some people liked me, but I didn't reciprocate. I only dared to have unrequited love for those I
liked . And if you're serious about studying, given the education system in mainland China at the time, you're really busy.
So by the time I graduated from university, I had one or two ambiguous relationships, but I don't think they count as romances,
because we never kissed. I met Xiaoman by chance the year I graduated. Back then,
landlines ubiquitous. There were probably quite a few engineering students like me.
My heart was pounding, but that was about it. Of course, I wasn't the kind of person who lacked confidence and couldn't find a girlfriend;
on the contrary I've always been a confident and lucky person, as I'll explain later.

I believe that once physical contact occurs between a man and a woman, and it's consensual, things become
much simpler. When they can finally be naked together is just a matter of time.

Yes, after that day, Xiaoman trusted me even more.
When , material needs can be ignored. At least that's how it was with Xiaoman. She didn't
care much about the simplicity of the rural house or the messiness of the rural area. She was content with just the two of
us , even a simple beef fast food meal from Jiawang. Those days were truly happy. The next night I
kissed her. The first kiss didn't feel like much, just a little awkward breathing.
The next night, I slept on the floor as usual. Every day I would knead Xiaoman's tender breasts for a while, then pull my hand away
and go to sleep. I didn't want my hand to feel like it was under a general numbness when I woke up in the morning.

She couldn't stay in Shenzhen for long. A week later, Xiaoman left Shenzhen to go back to Shanghai to study.
Accustomed of a breast being rubbed at night, I suddenly felt restless, thinking only of when
we would meet again. I knew I needed to go to Shanghai this time. A monthly salary of 7000 yuan wasn't a small amount back then,
but it was spent quickly. We were inseparable on the phone; my phone cards piled up high.
By the way, Xiaoman's voice was very pleasant on the phone. Because of the physical contact,
our conversation became much more direct. Xiaoman on the phone was much more uninhibited than face-to-face,
responding to my lewd remarks. I knew I should go to Shanghai. We
were both suppressing our feelings, our biggest fear being that I would arouse her, and she, far away in Shanghai,
would be taken advantage of . Once the torrent of desire is unleashed, it's hard to control.

Finally, I saved up 8,000 yuan and got a China Merchants Bank credit card with a limit of over 30,000
yuan, which was enough for me at the time. In 2006, I bought a plane
ticket to Shanghai. To save money, I took the earliest flight that day. I still remember getting up at 3 a.m.
to rush to Shenzhen Huangtian Airport (later renamed Bao'an Airport, because in Cantonese, Huangtian sounds like "Yellow Springs," which is considered
unlucky ). There was no subway back then, but there were buses. After two transfers, I was filled
with excitement and anticipation as I rode along the swaying train. I knew what I was hoping to get this time. The mystery of women was still
so mysterious to me at the time. Although I had experienced countless things in Japan, real physical contact still
excited ... So I booked a four-star hotel in Shanghai. This time, I didn't want to save money. I mainly wanted to give myself
the mystery I longed for and provide Xiaoman with a comfortable environment. Yes, I went all out. The cost of over 600 yuan a night
still stung when I thought about it.

She skipped class to pick me up at the airport. Seeing her, the awkwardness of our first meeting was gone.
I didn't dare kiss her immediately; I was afraid of scaring her. Well, I'm not that brave myself anymore. Xiaoman had become even
more beautiful, with bright, sparkling eyes, fair skin, and full, round breasts. I wrapped my arms around her waist; she
still felt so soft. She only asked, "Are you tired from the journey?" before nestling obediently in my arms,
saying nothing more.

The bus back from the airport was almost empty because it was so early in the morning. Xiaoman and I sat in the
second-to-last row; the last row was also empty. As the car swayed, I inhaled Xiaoman's sweet, youthful scent, and
I slowly became erect (to clarify, I'd had erections many times before in Shenzhen, and my function
was perfectly normal; I just restrained myself out of respect for my girlfriend). Because I was wearing shorts, Xiaoman
noticed my change in body while in my arms, and playfully punched my chest with her small hand, saying, "What are you thinking about?"
I said, "I missed you so much, really. Being apart for so long has been so agonizing." A blush swept across Xiaoman's face,
and she replied softly, "Me too, I missed you so much too." I tightened my grip on her waist, pressing
her body close to mine.

"Can I touch you?" I asked softly, my voice trembling slightly. After all, we were on a bus, and
that kind of thrill was something I, in my youth, had never experienced before. "Here? There are people in front! How can I?"
Xiaoman replied hastily.

I was speechless for a moment, then carefully examined Xiaoman nestled in my arms. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, she
wore a brown t-shirt with a not-so-low cut, but a glimpse of her white cleavage was still visible, and low-waisted shorts,
revealing a shapely long leg to the side. "Sigh..." I sighed. I stopped talking. "Are you unhappy?
Are you angry with me?" After a while, seeing I wasn't speaking, Xiaoman asked softly.

"Seeing you makes me happy. I haven't slept all night, and now I'm just holding it in," I blurted out.
"Pfft..." Xiaoman laughed, "You pervert..." We both fell silent.

After a while, my erection showed no sign of subsiding (youth is wonderful;
no matter how much I consume now, it won't be the same as before, mainly because I didn't see much when I was younger...). Xiaoman took a deep breath...
As if summoning her courage, she whispered, "We can't let anyone see..."

I was overjoyed. I knew she agreed, but touching breasts on a bus—even
without , and without worrying about being exposed, it would still be embarrassing if the movements were too bold. Besides, Xiaoman wouldn't agree to it.

Without thinking much, I said, "Lift your body a little, my hand is getting numb from your weight."

Xiaoman obediently lifted her round bottom, and the instant she did, without hesitation, I
slipped my hand directly into her low-rise pants...

"Ah..." Xiaoman gasped softly, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. To me, this action
was incredibly cute.

"No one can see if I touch like this," I whispered, looking down. "Come on, lift your little bottom a little more,
okay?" To be honest, although my hand had been inside Xiaoman's pants, she had pressed it down so firmly that
I couldn't .

Xiaoman looked up at me with a resentful expression, looking quite aggrieved. Seeing that I still persisted, she slowly
lifted her buttocks slightly and whispered, "Aren't your hands dirty...?"

giving me space. My hands could freely explore inside her pants. What a plump, round little bottom
! I gently rubbed it. After a while, my hands were no longer satisfied with just touching through her panties. I followed
the edge of her panties, lifting the fabric and slowly exploring inside. Xiaoman kept her head buried in my
shoulder, remaining silent. Perhaps she was worried that her reaction would attract attention, or perhaps she was enjoying
the stimulation of my touch.

My hand slowly slipped into the edge of Xiaoman's panties. I could feel that the temperature inside was significantly
higher... I could feel my fingers moving little by little from the smooth skin, the slippery feeling
gradually transitioning to the feeling of the folds. My fingers had already touched Xiaoman's anus.
I gently pressed it, and Xiaoman trembled all over. As a way of comforting her, I
kissed her fragrant hair.

My fingers lingered on Xiaoman's anus, caressing and gently pressing it.
Xiaoman's body reacted; her breathing quickened noticeably. As my hand moved forward along her panties
, my fingertips touched pubic hair—probably the pubic hair near her vulva
… Just as my fingers were exploring further, Xiaoman turned and grabbed my hand. "Your hands are dirty, they'll get infected
…" she looked up at me with pleading eyes. My hand paused for a moment, then silently withdrew. I
felt satisfied; those violent and forceful scenarios weren't for me, too surreal.

I pulled my hand out and held it to my nose, taking a deep breath. It smelled slightly pungent,
slightly , slightly musky… I'm not a pervert, but when I first smelled it, I truly loved the
scent. I'll never forget it. Even today, I can close my eyes and recall the happiness
and that beloved smell. I greedily inhaled the scent, reluctant to put my hand down...

"What are you smelling?..." Xiaoman sat up straight and asked me curiously.

I pulled her into my arms again. "I'm smelling my favorite scent, come on, smell it too..."
I put my finger to her clear nose. Xiaoman took a sniff and immediately knew the source of the scent.
"You're so disgusting..." Xiaoman buried her head shyly in my thigh, but accidentally bumped into my
still- erect crotch. "Ah...did I hurt it?" Then Xiaoman realized the topic was inappropriate and
changed the subject. "Don't smell it anymore...it's unhygienic."

I was still intoxicated by the smell of Xiaoman's anus. "It's not unhygienic, it's yours, I love it all..." I
said holding Xiaoman tightly again, and started chatting about her gossip at school and some interesting anecdotes about my work.
I needed some topics to distract myself from my impending climax...

"Xujiahui Station has arrived, please get off." The bus's automatic announcement brought me back to reality.
I pulled Xiaoman off the bus, walking very quickly, almost running.

For the first time in my life, I had such a strong desire to have a bed!

Chapter Four:

We didn't speak a word the whole way. I practically dragged Xiaoman to the Jianguo Hotel. As soon as we entered, I
kissed Xiaoman passionately, my hands groping her up and down. Xiaoman closed her eyes and responded with soft moans
. I became bolder and bolder. The repression I had been suppressing all the way needed a violent release. I lifted Xiaoman's t-shirt, and
she obediently raised her hands. I pulled the t-shirt up and threw it on the ground. I hugged
Xiaoman tightly, as if afraid she would disappear at any moment. My hands groped behind her fair back. I needed to
unbutton her bra... However, I tried several times but couldn't. Perhaps it was nervousness, or perhaps it was because
I had no experience. Xiaoman hummed softly, "You're so clumsy," and unhooked her bra with her hands behind her back. A pair of
fair , elastic breasts suddenly jumped out in front of me. I was stunned. In the farmer's house in Shenzhen, I
had held Xiaoman's breasts again and again, but I had never examined them so closely.

Because of her youth, her high breasts stood upright. Xiaoman's breasts
were not small for a girl in her early twenties (Xiaoman later told me that her size was C). They were round, soft, and
stood gracefully on her chest. Her fair breasts were so charming, and the undulating curves were so alluring. At the very tip of her breasts
were pink nipples. Because of her youth, her small areolas looked so tender. When they gently touched my
chest, I was completely stunned.

"What's so interesting?" Xiaoman's soft voice snapped me out of my daze. I slowly
bent down and gently cupped one of her breasts in my hands. I kissed her passionately, even biting her white
breast a few times. "Ouch..." Xiaoman cried out softly, which slightly brought my animalistic desires to a halt. Then we lay down
on the bed . I was already intoxicated by the fragrance of the young girl's breasts. I licked, kneaded, and gently bit...

Suddenly, I heard a sobbing sound. I looked up and saw that Xiaoman was crying. I was a little confused.
Had I hurt her? Had I scared her? Should I continue? Or stop? If your
goal , not possession, you definitely have to consider your girlfriend's feelings.

I stopped. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"...

"...I just feel like it's a bit too fast. This is only our second meeting. If you don't want to..."
"Oh no, what am I going to do?" Xiaoman sobbed as she slowly answered me.

Of course, I said I would take responsibility, but I felt that in that situation, what I said didn't
seem very sincere. Because of the sudden pause, even my little brother wasn't as hard as before
. It was tired enough after holding it in all the way from the airport.

I flopped onto the bed. "Xiaoman, I love you, and we can take it slow, but what am I supposed to do now
? I'm really pent up."

Seeing that I wasn't forcing her, Xiaoman slowly sat up. "I just feel like it's too fast, and
it's my first time too. I really don't want to leave this memory in a hotel..."

She said some more, but I couldn't hear what she said next. I knew it was her first time too.
I said impatiently, "I can't afford a house right now. I'm renting a house in Shenzhen.
When are you going to let me in?"

Xiaoman lowered her head and remained silent. I really wanted to be like the characters in other articles on the Caoliu website, stand up, push
Xiaoman down, forcibly pull off her panties, and frantically rub her breasts. Then, with my thick penis,
I thrust hard into Xiaoman's vagina, her juices splashing everywhere...

But I didn't. Like I said, if you're invested in feelings, you'll care about the other person's feelings.
I fell silent, not knowing what to say. Although I'd read countless violent books, although even if I forced myself on
Xiaoman now, she might enjoy it... I didn't. I just silently lay down and hugged
Xiaoman from behind. "I didn't sleep a wink last night to come to Shanghai to see you, and I'm sleepy now. Why don't I hold you and sleep for a while
?"

Xiaoman didn't say anything, silently taking my hand and placing it on her soft, white breasts, her back to me...
But I couldn't fall asleep. Xiaoman sensed my agitation, turned around, and said softly, "You're holding it in
, aren't you going to get sick?"

"It's just that my little brother is really swollen," I said behind her. "You won't let me in, I'm so desperate."

"Then what do you suggest? As long as you don't go in, it's fine," Xiaoman said, grabbing my hand with her slender fingers
, without turning around.

"Why don't you just suck on me? You can suck on it for a bit, I've seen it done like that on TV, like eating an ice pop
..." I replied casually. Actually, I had absolutely no interest in oral sex at the time; my entire focus was
on Xiaoman's private area.

But before I finished speaking, Xiaoman bent down and slowly took my glans into her mouth. "Ah, you're
really sucking?" I felt a surge of pleasure. "What can I do? This is all I can do... Your penis smells
so fishy..." Then Xiaoman began to slowly swallow and release my glans. She always took it in shallowly, occasionally circling it with her
tongue . Young as I was, I had never experienced such stimulation before. With Xiaoman's sucking and releasing, I
ejaculated soon after. I didn't ejaculate into Xiaoman's mouth; I hadn't even considered doing so.

Even so, I was still disappointed, because at that moment, my mind was completely focused on Xiaoman's private area.
She wouldn't give it to me, and I didn't want to force her. At the time, I didn't really find oral sex particularly pleasurable. Even
now, looking back, I can't recall much of the feeling; it was just a release, nothing more. Later, I learned that
even in many couples, wives aren't very willing to perform oral sex on their husbands, yet I received that
treatment …

However, my displeasure was written all over my face. There was a sensitive, yet untouchable area between us.
Although we had a good time traveling together in Shanghai, I had a huge knot in my heart. On the third day, I
hurriedly left Shanghai because there was a problem with my project that I needed to rush back to Shenzhen to resolve.

On the way back to Shenzhen, I was uneasy. Xiaoman and I walked around the campus. Xiaoman's looks are
considered above average in East China. After spending a few days with me, Xiaoman's sexual desire had been aroused. Would my departure
allow equally sexually frustrated university classmates to take advantage of her?

Life is realistic; I had to go back to Shenzhen to keep my job.

Back in Shenzhen, I quickly resolved my work issues. Frankly, I was
quite capable at work. Among the new employees were top
students from Zhejiang University, the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China, and Huazhong University of Science and Technology. I didn't have any connections within the company, but perhaps it was fate,
I was appreciated by my superiors and given opportunities to gain experience. However, working in a company, doing research and development with a fixed salary of around 7,000
yuan per month , felt a bit tight after starting my relationship with Xiaoman.

My phone conversations with Xiaoman continued; she would often apologize on the phone, saying
she wasn't prepared for something, and so on. I trusted Xiaoman, but I also knew that in a long-distance relationship, if desire
was unleashed, relying solely on a phone line was unlikely to be reliable. I was worried that
someone else would beat me to it. You might say, "Don't you trust your girlfriend at all?" Well, it's not
really a matter of trust. Once a man and woman experience pleasure for the first time, it doesn't necessarily mean they'll stay together, especially
considering Xiaoman's last line of defense. On the phone, Xiaoman has started calling me "husband,"
but she also casually mentions that someone in her dorm has found a senior in Shanghai who works in medical equipment
and earns over 300,000 yuan a year... Things like that put pressure on me, and I also resent
such comparisons.

Finally, after a project celebration party, drunk and emboldened by alcohol, I lashed out at Xiaoman. I don't even remember
what , but the gist was that girls in East China are materialistic and only want to find a rich man.
I said I loved her so much, cherished her so much, and respected her feelings so much. I could have easily penetrated
her warm flesh, but I didn't do it without her consent. I asked how many men could have such
self-control…

On the other end of the phone, Xiaoman just kept crying, saying, "I didn't, I didn't…" Because of the alcohol, I impulsively
lashed out, babbling down all the things I had been holding back, and then I slammed
the phone down.

For the next few days, I didn't call Xiaoman, and she didn't call me either. The first day I didn't care,
the second day I felt uneasy, and the third day I felt agonizing. If you've ever been in a serious relationship, you'll definitely have
similar feelings. Thankfully, by some stroke of luck, no other man took advantage of the situation during those three days.
On the fourth day , I was still lying in bed in the farmer's house in Baishizhou, the sun shining obliquely on the sheets, when suddenly there was a series of thumping sounds.
There was a knock on the door. I lazily opened it and saw Xiaoman, wearing a dress and pulling a suitcase, standing there.
Looking at her dark circles under her eyes, I knew she hadn't slept well for the past few days.

"Are you still sleeping..." Xiaoman said softly. Before she could finish, I went up to
her and hugged her tightly. In her ear, I heard her whisper, "I'm ready..."

I felt a rush of blood to my head. Xiaoman's body scent still carried a hint of sweat. Then, I suddenly
got hard, a really hard one. Without thinking, I slammed the door shut with my heel and rolled over to my
lonely bed with Xiaoman in my arms... I practically tore Xiaoman's dress off. I couldn't wait, but when I looked up and saw Xiaoman's bright, watery
eyes, I felt I couldn't act like a beast. After pulling off Xiaoman's dress,
I carefully examined my beloved...

Xiaoman's face was flushed, her pink lips slightly parted. Because she was shy about me looking at her like that, her head was slightly turned to
the side. Her breasts were full and firm. With her slender breasts and long legs, I couldn't wait to pounce on Xiaoman.
Her full, firm breasts were covered by a beige lace bra. I eagerly pushed the bra up,
revealing her snow-white breasts. Her pink nipples trembled slightly on her chest. I
gently rubbed them a couple of times, and her nipples slowly hardened and became erect. I caressed her familiar
, tender breasts with both hands. They were soft and elastic. I gently sucked on Xiaoman's nipple and then slowly
reached my other hand down to her thigh and stroked it. My hand slid down to her genitals and rubbed them. Xiaoman, who
was mentally prepared, gently twisted her body and occasionally let out a low moan. I couldn't
hold back any longer. I quickly stripped off my clothes, and my penis was already red and erect.

I lowered my head and approached between Xiaoman's legs, wanting to get a good look at the place I had longed for day and night.
Xiaoman wore a white silk panty, with a few long pubic hairs peeking out from the sides. I
took a deep breath at Xiaoman's genitals, then slowly pulled down her panty, completely
exposing her secret area. My hands left her breasts and began to caress Xiaoman's beautiful legs. Her soft, dark
pubic hair lay flat on her mons pubis, and her pink labia were tightly closed at the base of her snow-white thighs. I
ran my hands over the soft pubic hair, brought my nose close to Xiaoman's tender labia, and touched her clitoris with the tip of my nose. I took another
deep breath—the primal, pungent smell was even more wonderful than the smell on the bus. I
gently touched Xiaoman's tender labia; they were wet and soft. If I could, I wished time could stand still
at that moment, forever.

"Be gentle later... Oh, right, there's a white towel in my backpack, use it to put
under my butt," Xiaoman hummed.

A white towel? I instantly understood. I grabbed my throbbing, red penis, hurriedly
found , and hastily placed it under Xiaoman's butt. "Baby, if it hurts, just tell me to stop
..." I casually lifted one of Xiaoman's thighs, stroking her smooth thigh while guiding
my throbbing, red penis to her soft labia. "Baby, I'm coming!" I thrust forward, but
perhaps due to insufficient foreplay and Xiaoman's nervousness (it being her first time), I didn't penetrate very far. I felt Xiaoman
's vagina was too dry. "Does it hurt, baby?" Xiaoman shook her head at me. "Then I'll use a little more force."
With another thrust, "whoosh..." I inserted a little more. Xiaoman's thighs tightened, and I felt my glans... It
hurt a little, it was too tight, and her vagina felt completely dry. I knew I had to help Xiaoman relax; her
vagina was so dry, and it hurt me too, being so tight. I kept my penis inside Xiaoman's vagina,
lifted her legs onto my shoulders, so I could grab and knead her two white, peach-like breasts
with lowered my head and took one of her pink nipples into my mouth, gently licking it with the tip of my tongue. Waves of electric-like
stimulation shot through Xiaoman's body, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly. "No... don't lick like that... um...
" Xiaoman's hands trembled weakly. My other hand brushed across her flat, white abdomen, touching her
soft . My fingertips lingered on her plump labia, which were slightly
parted and enveloping my half-erect penis. I parted her labia with my hand and gently rubbed her delicate clitoris. "Oh...no...ah...
ah...it's so numb...ahhhhh..." This was the first time Xiaoman had experienced such stimulation, and her vaginal fluids
gradually increased. I could feel streams of heat flowing down my penis. I then began to slowly
thrust, inserting myself into Xiaoman's vagina little by little. Suddenly, a trickle of red liquid flowed down Xiaoman's... Her labia were
wet , staining the white towel beneath her buttocks. "It hurts, it hurts, slower," Xiaoman gasped.
I stopped. I knew it was the crimson of a virgin's semen. "Should I stop? Will it hurt a lot?" I pulled
my penis out a little. "Ah... um... no, don't leave me," Xiaoman
responded dazedly. I could feel her vagina becoming increasingly wet, and with her hymen broken, my thrusting became
easier. Xiaoman's vagina still tightly gripped my penis. After a short rest, seeing that Xiaoman showed no sign of
stopping , I resumed thrusting. Each time, it made a "sizzling" sound of lustful fluid. Xiaoman gradually
got used to the feeling. With each thrust, I penetrated to the deepest part of Xiaoman's vagina. With each thrust,
Xiaoman couldn't help but tremble, her red lips slightly parted, and she moaned. I could feel Xiaoman's vagina contracting in waves.
With each deep thrust, it felt like a small mouth was sucking on the glans. Streams of lustful fluid flowed down
her buttocks . A large patch of red and white fluid had already flowed onto the white towel. "Ah...ah...ah ah ah ah ah
..." Xiaoman could no longer control herself, constantly screaming, and her voice became more and more out of control. A cluster of full
breasts surged like waves on her chest, her pink nipples dancing
along a loud "slap, slap!" Xiaoman gasped for breath. After forty or fifty thrusts,
as Xiaoman's vagina contracted, I ejaculated streams of hot semen into her body (I wanted to pull out
, but I didn't have time). Xiaoman was covered in a light sweat and lay motionless on the bed. A stream of milky white semen
slowly flowed from between her slightly swollen labia...

I admire those characters in novels who can thrust hundreds of times on their first time and hold on for an hour without ejaculating.
Han, I am but a mortal, and this is my first time entering a woman's body. To be honest, there were several times when I
almost ejaculated, but thankfully I distracted myself with deep breaths and pauses during withdrawal. I didn't want my woman
, Xiaoman, to feel unsatisfied. Youth is indeed powerful. After resting for a while, I buried my head between Xiaoman's
legs , a place I lingered in. Smelling the fishy, pungent scent of her labia, I unconsciously became hard again. I
sat up and hugged Xiaoman. Xiaoman softly said that her vaginal opening hurt a little. Looking at the bright red stains on the white towel, I felt
a pang of heartache. I didn't want my beloved woman to be in too much pain, so I kept nuzzling Xiaoman's clitoris with the tip of my nose,
gently inhaling the fishy, pungent scent of her private parts, that scent that belonged only to me.

Suddenly, I seemed to remember something, stopped, and asked Xiaoman, "There's a security gate downstairs. How did you get upstairs just now
?" "I happened to run into the landlord downstairs, and he opened the door for me," Xiaoman
replied slowly, her eyes closed, still immersed in happiness.

Oh my god... I wonder if that lecherous landlord is just standing outside the door, listening to Xiaoman's soft moans
and secretly enjoying himself? This dilapidated farmhouse is definitely not soundproof. I quickly told Xiaoman to cover herself with the blanket,
because the bed is visible as soon as the door opens. I don't want Xiaoman to be spied on by anyone passing by the door, not even for a
second .

I stood up, slowly walked to the door, and suddenly opened it. There was no one at the door, but I
heard hurried footsteps coming downstairs…

After my first real sexual encounter with Xiaoman, we couldn't stop. Every time I got off work, the first thing I did
was insert myself into Xiaoman's warm vagina. Every night, I would wake up and look at Xiaoman sleeping soundly next to me, and we would have sex
again … Xiaoman was still a student and didn't stay in Shenzhen every day. After all, she still had her studies to complete,
so she often traveled between Shanghai and Shenzhen. For her, the wonderful sexual experience made her unable to restrain herself.
However, life is realistic. My meager salary was not enough to make ends meet. Several things happened during this period:
1) I changed jobs. I left my previous research and development position and went to an American company as a sales manager. I wasn't
good at talking, but my research and development background allowed me to understand the products quickly and persuade customers more easily. In order to
have a good life with Xiaoman, I worked very hard. I usually worked until 9 or 10 pm.
The salary was not low, and with the performance bonus, my monthly income remained above 20,000 yuan.

2) I moved to a different apartment because my new company was located near Xinwen Road in Futian District. I moved to
Jinghua Garden in Jingtian. To be honest, I personally dislike rural housing; the people who rent there are often driven by desperation, by the helplessness of
life . Writing this might disappoint many readers expecting a cuckolding/voyeurism/rape scenario. At the time
, I hadn't even fully experienced Xiaoman's body's wetness and had absolutely no cuckolding thoughts. When I
moved out Baishizhou, I saw disappointment in my landlord's eyes.

3) The apartment I rented in Jinghua Garden was a studio apartment. The landlord and his family had immigrated to the United States,
so they gave me a very low rent, I think it was 700 RMB per month. Their only requirement was that I pay annually. They were in
the US and didn't want to go through the hassle of moving back and forth for rent, so I readily agreed. With a relatively safe place to live,
my intimate moments with Xiaoman became even more unrestrained. 4) I learned to trade stocks. Perhaps because of my engineering background and sensitivity to charts and
numbers , I was doing quite well in the stock market and made a good profit. (Looking back, the years before 2008
were a bull market, and I just happened to be there.)

5) Xiaoman was about to graduate, and nothing unexpected happened. We were still so
attached to each other. Despite her family's objections, she decided to come to Shenzhen alone. However, she was a liberal arts student, and she didn't have a job in South China by
the time . She didn't like the bad ones, and she didn't have a chance with the good ones.

At this point, her parents suggested meeting me… Actually, I also wanted to meet her family. I had always heard Xiaoman
say that her mother was a civil servant and her father worked for a state-owned enterprise. I had actually met her mother once.
Mothers are always very sensitive. Not long after Xiaoman gave me her virginity, her mother suggested meeting me.
So I went to Shanghai and treated her to dinner at the most upscale revolving buffet restaurant in Shanghai. As a result, her mother was quite
satisfied with me and even said not to let Xiaoman's father know yet, and to inform her after graduation. Everything went smoothly, and Xiaoman's
mother was already on my side.

Frankly speaking, I was a bit arrogant at that time, and my self-confidence was off the charts. In contrast, Xiaoman's father was a leader
in a state- , which was actually a declining machinery manufacturing plant. Given this, I
had no reservations about meeting Xiaoman's parents.

As I mentioned before, I'm actually a pretty lucky person. By the end of 2008, I had
risen to the position of sales director at my company, managing all sorts of salespeople—men and women, tall and
short, beautiful, flirtatious, and even a bit dim-witted… For me, it was a case of early success. At that time, my monthly salary
plus the team's commission was over 50,000 RMB, and my year-end bonus was around 200,000 RMB. I bought a car and
an apartment in Huanggang's Huangyuyuan. The amazing thing was that the landlord of the apartment I used to rent in Jinghua Garden
thought I was very reliable. He was in the US and didn't want the hassle of returning to the mainland, so he offered to raise the rent to
800 RMB per month (at the time, the market rent for apartments was over 1500 RMB), still paying him annually,
hoping I could act as a sub-landlord, and he'd keep the extra rent. Back then, I didn't care about a few hundred
or a thousand RMB, but Xiaoman thought it was a good deal. Women care about these little perks, right? So she arranged for
us to become sub-landlords. The tenants always dealt with her, and I conveniently gave the extra revenue to Xiaoman.

It was this sub-landlord role that led to another period of pleasure for me… but that's a
story for another time.

Before the Spring Festival of 2009, I flew to Shanghai full of ambition. Xiaoman picked me up, and we went to a hotel check-in first
, then to her home in Jing'an District. She still lived in an old-style company-provided apartment, a
small three-bedroom, one-living-room unit, but clean and tidy. Since Xiaoman's mother had already accepted me, communication was easy. Xiaoman's
father, however, had a stern face, perhaps because he only now realized his daughter was mine, or perhaps it was
the lingering disdain for foreign capital from a former state-owned enterprise leader, or maybe all fathers have a daughter complex… In any case, communication with her
father wasn't smooth. Although I already had a house and a car in Shenzhen,
the distrust in his eyes made me deeply uncomfortable. My work was going smoothly, and my physical intimacy with Xiaoman…
Almost two years have passed, and the awe I felt when meeting a younger person for the first time has vanished from my words...

After lunch, Xiaoman's parents were washing dishes in the kitchen. Xiaoman took my hand, and I entered Xiaoman's
bedroom . It was clean and tidy, with a bed, a wardrobe, a desk for dressing and studying, and a hand-shaped sofa stool
on which Xiaoman's underwear and bras, which had been dried and taken back, were scattered haphazardly.

Walking to the table, I saw a photo of Xiaoman as a child. "Wow, you were even prettier when you were little than you are now..."
Turning around, I saw Xiaoman tidying up bras on the sofa. A surge of desire slowly ran through my lower body...
"Don't talk to my dad so fast... Speak slowly... He's a very nice person..."

Before coming to Shanghai, I hadn't seen Xiaoman for almost half a month. In just a few days, Xiaoman seemed
even more radiant and fuller-figured, her face brimming with a captivating sexiness that no young girl could match. At home,
Xiaoman was wearing a light pink suit with a moderately sized opening, slightly revealing a glimpse of her pink breasts. The skirt
was a trendy pencil skirt at the time, tightly hugging her round buttocks. Her long legs were covered by a pair of high-quality sheer
stockings, and she had removed her high heels. Looking at Xiaoman, I almost got an erection. I really wanted to touch between
Xiaoman's round legs to see if they were damp. So I walked over and hugged Xiaoman from behind.
"Can we...do it here..."

Xiaoman was pulled into my arms. Holding her soft body, I
kissed her pink face. She struggled slightly, but I still sucked on her soft lips, and her tongue slipped
into my mouth. My hands were already stroking her round buttocks. She was
limp all over, and I could feel my penis pressing against her back. I touched her through her underwear, and her
lower body was already wet.

"Here...isn't this...ah...ah...let's go to a hotel later...um...ah..."
Xiaoman was making a final refusal, but it wasn't firm. I could tell she was also enjoying
the thrill of making love in the room where she had grown up. For me, it was even more exciting. I could still hear his parents talking in the kitchen outside the door
, and his father's attitude towards me just now wasn't harmonious. I also had a perverse
desire for revenge and possession. I pulled Xiaoman's hand to my forehead and lower body. "Look, it's so hard... I'll hurry, it
won't be long..."

Xiaoman's hand caressed my penis, her eyes were almost filled with lust, and her
red lips were luscious. Then, Xiaoman pulled my hand to her full breasts, and I
pushed Xiaoman forward, pressing her face down onto the finger-shaped sofa. I lifted Xiaoman's skirt up to her waist and
pulled down her pantyhose and underwear together. I could still hear Xiaoman's parents
talking .

I thrust harder, and in an instant, Xiaoman's two snow-white buttocks arched upwards forcefully, her thick
labia majora glistening with slightly cloudy vaginal fluid... I unbuckled my belt with one hand, while the other
caressed Xiaoman's soft pubic hair and labia. My penis was already as hard as an iron rod. I
gripped Xiaoman's waist with both hands, my penis eagerly pressing against the center of her wet labia. With a
thrust, "squelch..." Xiaoman shuddered, letting out a soft "Ah, uh..." before
collapsing limply onto the sofa, swaying with each powerful thrust, panting softly.

Because her pantyhose and underwear were still hanging on her legs, Xiaoman couldn't spread her legs wide, and her lower body was tightly clamped together
. The intense stimulation from the thrusting made Xiaoman moan and groan incessantly, but she didn't dare to be too loud, after all, her
parents were outside the door. Xiaoman frowned, her mouth half-open, and she kept twisting her round buttocks. Because I
was excited, I was thrusting very hard. After a few thrusts, Xiaoman also pushed her buttocks back so that I could penetrate her
deeper . With my rapid thrusting, our flesh collided, making a "slap slap" sound, and
the wet sound came from where we were joined. Xiaoman's vaginal fluids flowed down her fair thighs in
several .

At this time, Xiaoman's parents outside the door should have finished washing the dishes and were sitting in the living room next to Xiaoman. I wonder if they
could hear the sounds of our intercourse, hear Xiaoman's seductive moans, their beautiful and lovely
daughter was in her bedroom with her snow-white buttocks raised, letting a man's thick penis thrust into her from behind.

"Ah...ah..." Accompanied by Xiaoman's soul-stirring moans, after a series of rapid thrusts, I
pulled my penis out of Xiaoman's body (we had agreed after our first time that we could not wear a condom, but I had to ejaculate
outside), and began to ejaculate streams of hot semen. Xiaoman thrust her buttocks back forcefully, as if reluctant to let
my penis leave. I ejaculated all my semen onto Xiaoman's snow-white buttocks and moist labia.
I found a towel nearby to wipe myself, pulled up my pants, and Xiaoman was still slumped softly on the sofa, her pantyhose and
white high-waisted panties hanging on her thighs, her delicate vulva a mess, and semen flowing down her white buttocks
.

"Get up quickly, your parents will be suspicious if they wait too long without opening the door..." Xiaoman heard this, stood
up , put on her shoes, and leaned limply against the headboard. The buttons of her top were still open, her bra was still pushed up on her breasts
, her white breasts and pink nipples were faintly visible, her skirt had been kicked down, but her pantyhose and panties were still
messily hanging on her thighs, her long hair was already loose, her eyes were glazed, and her face was flushed, adding to her lewd
aura.

"How can I go out like this? Let me rest for a while," Xiaoman said, pulling up
her skirt, finding a roll of toilet paper, and wiping her sticky lower body... I went up and hugged Xiaoman, burying my head
between her legs. I was obsessed with the smell of Xiaoman's labia, now mixed with the fresh, fishy scent of her vaginal fluid
...

After a while, we dared to open the door. Xiaoman's parents were already out, so I couldn't see their
expressions. I was sure they had heard Xiaoman's moans. As experienced people, they should know
what happened in their daughter's room, so they chose to leave to avoid an awkward encounter...

After that, things were simple. Xiaoman and I got our marriage certificate at the end of 2009, had our wedding banquet in 2010, and Xiaoman became pregnant at the
end of 2010. I want to say here is that all men should be grateful to
the women who stayed with them through their youth. They gave you the best years of your life, and you should cherish them. But as men, including me...
After all, we're only animals. From the first mysterious penetration to the subsequent aesthetic fatigue, it's just a matter of time. This
timeframe varies from person to person. Xiaoman and I tasted forbidden fruit in 2005, and by 2010, Xiaoman was pregnant. Six
years had passed, and the passion was slowly fading. I was no longer likely to penetrate her as soon as I got off work, or
even want it again in the middle of the night. However, our feelings remained strong, so we decided to have a
baby , our own crystallization of love. And Xiaoman conceived smoothly. Everything was joyful.

But I could feel changes in my body. I wasn't as
interested Work-related socializing and entertaining also took a toll on my stamina. By 2010, I
owned three properties: one in Futian Huangyuyuan, one in Longhua, and one far away in Yantian. I also upgraded my car to a BMW
X5. Sometimes I wondered, am I a successful person? In Shenzhen, I'm clearly not one of the richest people there; there are countless others wealthier than me
. At best, I've simply followed the trend of Shenzhen's development and earned my own profit. The
backstabbing and intrigue at work often leave me exhausted. The younger the girls working under me, the more seductive and open they become. Many of them are blatantly
trying to seduce me in order to climb the
corporate ladder and get more commission. Fortunately, I don't want to cause trouble at the company, and I have fairly good self-control. Of course, the girls who seduce me aren't attractive enough to make me fall for them, and I always
remind myself that I have a home of my own with Xiaoman, a pure and peaceful backyard.

After Xiaoman became pregnant, she had many mobility issues, and the task of subletting the Jinghua Garden apartment fell to
me (unbeknownst to me, I've been a subletter for over four years now, and the tenants have changed several times). To be honest, I
really don't care about the difference in subletting fees, but I'm curious about
what young people are doing these days, in their cramped apartments, especially on that familiar bed... My wife told me that
the current tenants in Jinghua Garden are a young couple, and tomorrow is the lease renewal date. I made up an excuse
to call the tenants and ask to check the condition of the furniture and appliances in the room. I want to go and see for myself...

(First draft, to be continued)

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