[Men's Biographies] (02) Author: whitesheep12

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Chapter Two. My First Time with Ah Jiao

In May, the rain in Xiaoxiang continued to fall. I quit my low-paying job and started a hair salon business
with Brother Qiang. It turned out that after he got out of prison, he contacted the group of underlings he used to hang out with.
In this world, most of them are either dead or injured, but a few who remain are doing quite well,
each with their own territory. Brother Qiang is now opening a hair salon with the help of his former underlings. There's no other way;
it's a quick way to make money, but the risk and reward are proportional. Of course, the underworld has its rules, and the legitimate world can't just
interfere is the most important thing in today's society. Don't expect thugs to dare to
take out knives and attack people in the street in broad daylight. Those who dare to do that are just loose thugs, and they are
far .

Running a hair salon is obviously a business for prostitutes. So, I used this small salon to specifically recruit
sexually interested men. The signs outside listed various prices, but that was just a facade.
Inside, separated by a wall, was a completely different world. The cramped space had eight private rooms, each with
a woman inside. These women were found by Brother Qiang through various connections; their figures and looks were just average.

My standards for women have risen considerably. Only someone like Ahua could catch my eye.
After all, she had given me some sweet talk, and the experience was always incredibly pleasurable, enough to excite me.

Of course, I came to the salon for haircuts, and I also took the opportunity to learn some shaving techniques. Brother Qiang was actually
a master . I hadn't had much experience with him; after a month, I could only manage a few simple hairstyles. But I was
confident that given time, I would be as skilled as Brother Qiang.

I was sitting in the shop waiting for customers when a woman walked in. She asked, "Sir, hair dyeing,
blonde."

I carefully examined the woman who had just entered the shop. She was quite pretty, with a round face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and
red lips —features that perfectly matched my aesthetic standards.

I replied, "Miss, blonde isn't cheap."

To my surprise, the woman pulled out a wad of hundred-yuan bills from her pocket, making me quite embarrassed. I said, "Money makes things easier,
I'll do it for you right away."

Hair dyeing is actually not very technical; you just find the right color, haphazardly smear chemical dye on someone's
head , and then you get the money—very easy.

I'm used to interacting with women now, and I no longer blush easily like before. However, with
pretty women, I still restrain my lecherous tendencies a bit. After all, I have a rather delicate appearance and a
refined air, and being too forward would greatly diminish my image.

While dyeing the woman's hair, I kept stealing glances at her chest out of the corner of my eye. I couldn't help it; she was
so busty and ostentatious, with a pen tucked between her breasts. Seeing the pen, I asked curiously, "Beautiful lady, is
this your first time seeing you? I've never seen you here before."

Mainly, I wanted to test the waters and see what kind of person she was.

She glared at me: "Even though I don't have eyes in the back of my head, I can feel your burning gaze.
My mother says men who talk frivolously are never good men!"

I continued brushing her hair, dyeing most of it blonde.

During the process, I casually brushed her face with my little finger, like a tickle.
She didn't seem to mind at first, but after
a few more of my messy hands, she asked, "Young man, you're being a bit unnecessary. How's my blonde hair?"

I brushed it, explaining, "I'm brushing it now, don't rush it. This takes time. Slow and
steady wins the race. I'm taking my time because it's for your own good."

The woman didn't seem suspicious and immediately said, "Young man, you're so thoughtful. I must thank you."

I swallowed hard and smiled apologetically, "No need to thank me. Come visit me sometime,
patronize my business, and I'll be very grateful."

She smiled and said, "Since you've said so, how can I refuse? May I ask your name?"

I touched my hair and said, "Amao."

The woman nodded and said, "Amao... I'll remember that. You can call me Ajiao."

"Ah Jiao, nice name, I'll remember you. Come visit often when you have time." I pointed at her and
said. When a man is attentive to a woman, there's always something fishy going on; he's just trying to trick her into bed.

"Since Brother Mao has said so, how could I be ungrateful?" Ah Jiao said with a smile.

This was the first time Ah Jiao and I met. After the first time, there was a second. Soon, a month passed.
I was still working as a hairdresser in the hair salon, secretly helping men who came looking for women find partners. This
way was naturally quite well-off. However, money is easy to earn but even easier to spend. Brother Qiang would take
70% of it, leaving me with 30%. But even that 30% was

more than I could ever spend. Men with money tend to go bad. I was deeply influenced by Brother Qiang, and my desire for women grew stronger. However, because I was afraid of
getting diseases, I had to remain chaste. These days, STDs are rampant. But some desperate people are fearless.
I would never dare to cross that line. It concerns my life's happiness, so I thought it was better to be safe than sorry.

I'm still among the rational ones; I don't just grab every woman I see and have sex with her. But even
so , I suspect I'm not far from losing my mind. This girl, Ajiao, I'm determined to have her. I've spent
so much time and money; it can't all be for nothing.

*****

Strike while the iron is hot. My feelings for Ajiao and I grew stronger every day. On an incredibly hot night, I invited Ajiao
to the Ruyue Bar. Mainly, I'm willing to spend money on her. This woman is now decked out in expensive clothes and accessories,
several items costing over ten thousand. My entire outfit doesn't even compare to one of her bracelets or a bag.

Do you think I'm stupid for spending so much money? Now, aside from not having her body, she
's willing to do anything for me. I've tried breast play and oral sex a few times, but she says she's a virgin and hopes to have her
first time before marriage. That's her bottom line, and that's the source of my pain. What does that mean? It's like
buying a piece of juicy meat but not being able to eat it. How can I not be anxious?

I pretended to be unhurried, but inside I was itching. Men are always nice to women with an ulterior motive, ultimately
aiming to get them into bed. I'm not a saint, so I'm one of them.

I invited Ajiao here to deflower her. There's always a first time; if she keeps refusing, I
'll be driven crazy. I can't let all this money go to waste. I've already decided to win
her over tonight. I'll reason with her, appeal to her emotions, and use a bit of coercion and enticement. I refuse to believe this little vixen can escape my
grasp .

I've arranged for the bar staff to prepare a romantic surprise.
I know what they'll do, and my demands aren't high. As long as they deliver my engagement ring to Ajiao, I'll
succeed . While she's moved to tears, I'll naturally win her over.

I ordered a glass of red wine, impatiently standing on tiptoe, occasionally glancing at my watch.

The ticking second hand relentlessly pounded, making me acutely aware of the passage of time. Waiting
always endlessly, but what can I do when I'm so attached to time?

Finally, I heard the familiar "tap-tap-tap" of high heels behind me—it was Ah Jiao
.

I turned around excitedly, and sure enough, she was there. Even though we'd known each other for a
while never tire of looking at her. Her large, watery eyes were alluring,
radiating spring-like charm, always able to steal my soul.

I gave her a charming smile, admiring her long red dress that
accentuated . Her figure was stunning, her ample bosom enough to make most women feel ashamed.

I was very pleased with Ah Jiao. I picked up my glass of red wine, swirled it, and said, "Beauties always make you wait,
but the longer I wait, the happier I am. Seeing you here, my heart was pounding! Here! This glass is for you."

With that, I raised my glass and downed it in one gulp.

Like a little girl, Ajiao clapped her hands excitedly, praising, "Amao, you're amazing!
This place is so high-class, I've never been here before!"

A woman's praise is like a cup of poison, with the power to spur one on. I'm usually quite proud,
so praise naturally made me smile broadly, feeling incredibly smug.

I snapped my fingers—this was pre-planned. When I snapped my fingers, someone would bring
the diamond ring I'd bought beforehand to Ajiao's interview.

A handsome young man in a suit walked over, pushing a cart, and said to us,
"Miss, this is a special cake this gentleman ordered for you. Would you like to cut the first slice?"

As expected, Ajiao's eyes widened. She looked at me and asked, "What's going on? Why are you
bringing me a cake all of a sudden? It's not my birthday today, and besides, this place doesn't look cheap."

A woman might say something is expensive, but inside she's overjoyed. I could
tell and meaning another is something women excel at.

I reached out and held her hand tightly, saying gently, "As long as you're happy, I'm willing to do anything for you
! Today is our 30-day anniversary, and I called you here to celebrate our being
together ."

Seizing the opportunity, while she looked dazed, I suddenly brought my face close to hers and
kissed her passionately on the lips. She didn't refuse at all; instead, she responded to me. And so, under
the gaze of the crowd, our tongues intertwined tightly, both of us enjoying each other's tenderness. The woman's soft, fragrant
tongue made me lose my way, and my heart began to soar.

Time seemed to drag on endlessly. I was completely absorbed, like an infant greedily suckling at
its mother breast, the sounds of food filling the air. The onlookers
applauded enthusiastically. Seeing the atmosphere reach its climax, I glanced at the diamond ring hidden in the cake, picked it
up without hesitation, and sincerely knelt on one knee before Ah Jiao, saying, "Ah Jiao, marry me!"

I looked up at Ah Jiao's face; her expression shifted from excitement to a distorted look, but in my eyes, she
was still the same—beautiful, captivating, and mesmerizing.

Under my relentless advances, she finally opened her heart, and began to sob softly,
seemingly wronged, but perhaps tears of joy.

I took a tissue from the stroller and handed it to her. She took it and wiped her tear-streaked face.
After a long while , her heart finally calmed down, and she spoke her first words: "I have never been so excited
and happy as I am today. Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."

As soon as she finished speaking, I hugged her tightly again. I know that women find it hard to resist this kind of romance.

I was especially happy after the successful proposal and said to everyone, "Everyone is
a witness . This is fate. I hope you will do me the honor of having a piece of cake."

I then took Ah Jiao's hand and went to the private room we had reserved in advance. For me, the show had just begun.
The private room was my main battlefield. The bar was just a show for Ah Jiao.

In the private room, a soothing love song was playing on the big screen. Jeff Chang's "Love Like a Tide" was so
powerful it could make anyone fall in love. Ah Jiao was also immersed in the song with me, naturally
closing her eyes and lying back on the sofa.

I looked at her like a piece of meat on a chopping board; the object of my longing was now right before my eyes. My
eyes gleamed, and my mouth watered. If I didn't devour this delicate woman now, I'd be utterly
clueless.

Seeing Ah Jiao lying motionless on the sofa, I knew perfectly well that woman's last shred of feigned modesty.
Once that hurdle was overcome, the road ahead would be smooth, allowing me to roam freely.

My hands slowly moved to Ah Jiao's breasts, casually kneading them a couple of times. A young and beautiful woman's breasts
were so elastic, so irresistible to touch.

Ah Jiao was also meticulously dressed today, wearing a fiery red dress, breathtakingly beautiful
. My little brother, aroused by this teasing, slowly began to swell.

The ocean is vast because it embraces all rivers; my little brother has finally found its day. It's no longer without a home;
its home is Ah Jiao's vulva. For countless days and nights since I met her, I've fantasized about my
little brother and her vulva intertwined. Now that it's truly before me, my breathing quickens.

I slowly remove my clothes, gently tossing them to the ground, and then pounce on Ah Jiao.

With Ah Jiao's cooperation, I pulled off her long red dress. Her face was as red as the sun,
and I was stunned. I never knew a woman could be so beautiful. My drool accidentally dripped
onto Ah Jiao's chest. Luckily, she wasn't completely naked; her bra and panties were her only coverings.

Looking at the pink bra and panties, my lust intensified. I teased, "Ah Jiao is so innocent.
Pink , I love it."

Before she could reply, I forcefully unhooked her bra, and looking at her pink nipples and
areolas , I suddenly leaned in and began frantically licking them. Squeaks filled
the air. Her breasts were softer and more tender than chewing gum; I could never get enough. A feeling of happiness welled up inside me. If
I could forever.

Under my intense movements, Ajiao couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing: "Ah...
haha...haha...hahaha...you bad guy...stop...you're making me...so uncomfortable
...it's so itchy...oh..."

Since she called me a bad guy, how could I stop? I continued my oral sex with my head down.

"Oh...there...no...I feel...nipple...nipple...it's going to burst...ah...
"

I used my teeth to tap her nipples. Her unusually excited reaction told me one thing: she was
very sensitive to her nipples. So, her nipples were her weakness. If I attacked her weakness, she would definitely beg for mercy.

Just as I guessed, not long after, under my endless torment, Ajiao said breathlessly, "Amao
...I'm so hot...don't...torture...me...like this anymore..."

"Then what do you want me to do? If you tell me, I'll satisfy you." I stopped my oral sex and
looked her straight in the eye.

She turned her head to the side and gave me a weak wink: "Ugh... This kind of thing... How can
a girl like me say it like that... You... You... You're so annoying... If you keep doing this...
I won't talk to you anymore... Waaah..."

Having known Gillian for so long, if I had to say what I like most about her, it would be her ability to act cute. Every time
I hear her speak in that sweet, coquettish tone, I get incredibly excited and my blood boils.

I couldn't take it anymore. Every word she said was incredibly alluring, tempting me to commit a crime. I quickly
stripped off my only modesty—my panties—revealing my ugly, swollen penis.
I grinned smugly and lewdly: "Ah Jiao... Brother Mao will cherish you. Tonight, I'll make you my
woman and make you happy for the rest of your life!"

"Brother Mao, come on! Actually, I had a feeling this day was coming soon, but I didn't expect it to be today.
But I remember all the good you've done for me, and I cherish it all. Tonight, I want to be your woman!"

Unable to bear it any longer, I reached out and ripped off her panties. Looking at
the unique view inside, I grinned from ear to ear.

As expected of the girl I had my eye on, she was amazing. How amazing? Her pink vulva
was completely hairless, impeccably clean. I looked closer—it was natural, not shaved off. What
a wonderful surprise!

I stuck out my tongue and licked around her vulva, asking, "Are you a 'white tiger'? Are you born that way?"

Ah Jiao gave a soft "Mmm," shyly covering her face with her hands, seemingly anticipating my entry.

I moistened my index finger with saliva, then inserted it into her vulva, thrusting it in and out repeatedly.
With each thrust, Ah Jiao moaned "Mmm-hmm."

Hearing her moan like that, I couldn't resist. I quickly moved my hard penis towards her vulva,
rubbing the head against it a few times before gently saying, "If it hurts, just say so, and I'll stop."

Ajiao shook her head, giving me a resentful look, and said, "I don't care about anything else, you have to
make a man can do."

She said it quite seriously, so I took it seriously. I stroked her long hair and said with a smile,
"Today, even if it costs me my life, I'll serve you well."

In a flash, my penis was already aimed at her vulva, and with a sudden thrust of my hips, it slammed in with
overwhelming force .

"Oh...it hurts..." Ajiao cried out in pain, her face contorted with agony.

I felt sorry for her; once my penis was inside her, I didn't dare move, afraid she would cry out in pain again.

And so, my little brother remained inside Ah Jiao's vagina. Time passed second by second. After a
while , Ah Jiao lifted her legs and placed them on my waist, twisted her hips, and said, "Okay, I'm ready. You
can move now, but be slow and gentle, okay? I'm afraid of pain..."

With Ah Jiao's approval, I leaned down and put my mouth next to her breasts, sucking on them with my mouth.
Then, might, slowly transferring my warmth.

Ah Jiao's response was also very enthusiastic: "Oh... hot... oh... hard... oh... it feels so
strange... my whole body feels like it's on fire... ah..."

It was my first time having sex, and it was Ah Jiao's first time too. Ah Jiao's vagina was like a suction cup,
leaving me nowhere to retreat. My glans felt like it was being tripped by the opening of her vagina; it was easy to enter but difficult to exit.

After about a dozen thrusts, my little brother couldn't hold back any longer and was about to erupt. When I did, I roared
, "No...no...it feels too good...I'm going to cum...oh...oh oh..."

Ejaculation is not like urination; it takes much less time. Since it was my first time having sex, I
couldn't even control my ejaculation. In my haste and pleasure, I ejaculated completely.

After I finished, I rested against Ajiao's chest. She hugged my back, pinched my buttocks a few times, and
said coquettishly, "Everyone says the first time is quick, but I didn't expect it to be this quick!"

I awkwardly patted my head and smiled wryly, "Sorry, I haven't practiced, but it felt great. Don't worry, once
I recover, I'll definitely make you feel good and enjoy it. After all, everyone says doing this kind of thing is very enjoyable,
especially with a beautiful woman, it's even more enjoyable, hehe..."

Just as I was getting ready to make love with Ajiao a second time, there was a hurried knocking at the door, "
beep beep beep..." The sound came at an inopportune time, and I instantly bristled,
shouting, "What's going on outside?!" My mood was ruined, so I could only take it out on the person knocking.
Who told him to interrupt my plans? I felt like tearing him to pieces! Interrupting someone else's lovemaking—
who was this bastard? I curse his ancestors for eighteen generations to die a horrible death, and may his sons be born without an anus.

[To be continued]

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