[An Unexpected Beauty] (The End) Author: Big Bird (Eagle)

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Author: Big Bird (Eagle)
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This morning, having nothing to do, I browsed the internet. I forget which website I visited, but I met a
girl . I originally intended to ask her height and weight, but she asked me first. When I answered 181cm/75kg
, she immediately replied that she was 167cm/50kg.

I said, "You have a great figure!"

She said, "Likewise!"

Perhaps she felt our heights were compatible, so we started chatting. She said she had just finished a night shift.
I asked her what she did for a living, and she said she was a nurse at XX Hospital, a very famous and prestigious hospital in Taipei.
I heard there were many beautiful nurses there, so I chatted with her even more enthusiastically. Because she rarely went online,
she typed slowly and couldn't keep up with my typing speed, which made her a little embarrassed. We were getting along very well, so she
suggested we chat by phone. This was exactly what I wanted, so I immediately dialed her number.

Me: Hello~!

Her: Huh? "Your voice is quite nice!"

Me: "Your voice is nice too!"

Her: "Hehe~ You're the nicest voice of the three online friends I've talked to on the phone!

" Me: "Thank you! Have you met any of these online friends?"

Her: "I've met one!

" Me: "What did you think?

" Her: "Not good!

" Me: "Why?"

Her: "He's shorter than me, and chubby, and he looks a bit...dirty! And he's so clueless, trying to
...try to...try to me...

" Me: "What does he want to do with you?"

Her: "He wants...try to sleep with me...Why are you asking so many questions?"

Me: "I'm just curious online, I always like to ask questions!"

She laughed, her voice was quite nice, and we chatted for almost two hours. She said she had single eyelids and an
oval face, and because she had nice legs, she usually wore miniskirts. Hearing "nice legs," I became interested
and asked her to meet up.

She hesitated for a moment: "Why are we meeting up again...?"

I said: "It's okay, we'll meet near your dorm. If you don't like it, just don't show up!"

She thought for a moment: "I just got off a long night shift, and I was really sleepy, but chatting with you has chased away all my drowsiness! Okay!

Let's meet, but you said you wouldn't show up if I'm not satisfied!"

I said: "Are you really going to hide and spy on me first?"

She said: "Yeah! My last online friend scared me, so if you don't agree, that's fine..."

I said: "Okay!"

After hanging up, with a "whatever happens, happens" attitude, I made some arrangements and took the MRT to
the station near her hospital. When I got to the 7-Eleven near her dormitory alley, I saw
people coming and going , but I couldn't see a single woman with the oval face she described. Was she really hiding and spying on me? I lit
a cigarette, checked my watch, and thought, if she didn't show up in ten minutes, it meant she wasn't satisfied with me, and I'd leave!

After finishing my cigarette, she still hadn't appeared. I was thinking, "Did she see I wasn't satisfied, so she didn't
show up Or maybe she was just playing me on purpose? That's it!" She must not be as good as she described, afraid of
disappointing me in person. The saying "there are no beautiful women online" is really true; beautiful women are too busy dating
to online. Oh well! Time to leave… Anyway, I asked her out, so I'll just consider her an ugly duckling!

If I had just stood there pacing back and forth, lost in thought, and had left then, not only would "there are no
beautiful women online" have become my motto, but I'd probably regret it for the rest of my life.

I threw my cigarette butt into the trash can (I'm quite environmentally conscious) and was about to leave when, subconsciously,
I glanced back at the convenience store one last time, and then something unexpected happened.

A tall, slender woman emerged from the convenience store. Her long hair cascaded down to her waist, and
she wore a white round-neck sweater and a light gray A-line skirt—very short, about twenty centimeters above the knee. Her entire fair and smooth thigh
was almost bare, captivating the eye. Perhaps due to her smooth, fair skin, she wasn't
wearing stockings , but her calves were encased in tall black boots, exuding a sexy yet undeniably feminine charm.

As for her appearance, well! She had single eyelids, but not ordinary single eyelids; one was long and slender,
with a bright, sparkling eye—what people call a phoenix eye! Her eyes were delicate yet alluring,
her nose was straight and refined, and her lips somewhat resembled Anita Mui's, but with a more sensual curve. Paired with a classic oval face,
her skin was fair and rosy, making one want to take a bite.

Good heavens! I slightly regretted standing at the convenience store entrance. Such a beautiful woman (truly more beautiful than many TV
actresses )—if I could see her but not have her, I'd rather not look at her at all. For a moment, I seemed to have forgotten I was there to wait for Vivi.
I was wondering if I'd missed her when she walked into the store. This charming woman

smiled at me.

I suddenly realized: "You're Vivi?"

She said: "Yes! Are you disappointed?"

I shook my head and said: "Oh…disappointed is more like surprised…"

As I said this, I completely understood why her first online friend wanted to sleep with her. With her looks, a train couldn't possibly hold all the men who wanted to sleep
with her.

She said: "What's so surprising? Do you think everyone online is ugly?"

I said: "Even if not all are ugly, someone like you is probably a rare breed…"

She said: "Don't flatter me too much. There are plenty of beautiful women these days…"

From this sentence, I understood her confidence.

I said: "With your looks, you must have a lot of patients harassing you at the hospital, right?"

She said, "The patients are alright; some want it but don't dare. What's annoying are the doctors, like flies, you ca
n't shoo them away, you can't avoid them..."

We talked as we walked, strolling to a nearby coffee shop and sitting down. After ordering our drinks, I suddenly didn't know
what to say.

Instead, she boldly looked me over, and I felt incredibly uncomfortable under her captivating almond-shaped eyes.

She couldn't help but smile slightly: "You haven't asked me a single question!"

I said, "What question?"

She said, "Am I satisfied with you...?"

I said, "Oh right! So, are you... satisfied with me?"

She raised the corner of her mouth, teasingly saying, "Not bad, otherwise I would have waited for you to leave the convenience store before coming out!"

I inwardly cursed myself for being so stupid as not to go into the convenience store to check, only standing outside like a dumb bird,
deserving to be teased by her.

However, her words finally restored some of my confidence, allowing me to chat with her more relaxedly.

During our conversation, she mentioned she had signed a six-month contract as a special nurse with the hospital, but she didn't want to continue after that.

I asked how much longer. She said three months left, then mentioned she had a boyfriend. My heart sank
. I don't know who said it, but if a woman mentions her boyfriend in front of you, it means she's not interested!

But then she said her boyfriend was in the military, a year younger than her, and sometimes she felt he was too immature.

A few words rekindled my hope, and my spirits lifted. Then I noticed that through the transparent glass tabletop,
her beautiful legs were clearly visible, especially her left leg crossed over her right, making it impossible not to glance along the curve of her long, snow-white
thighs towards her groin. The alluring triangle area was faintly visible, making my heart race,
and my penis became uncontrollable.

She saw my expression; I think she could read my mind.

She said, "You men just want that…"

She really saw right through me.

I said, "It's only a little past ten in the morning, I don't even want to think about it..."

She glanced at me: "Really? If I said right now, 'Let's go! Let's go to bed,' would you disagree?"

I didn't expect her to pull this tactic, and I couldn't keep up the pretense any longer.

I said, "Oh... are you serious or not?"

She said, "Half true, half false, you decide..."

As she spoke, she put her left leg down from her right leg, then put her right leg down from her left. In that moment of crossing, I
caught a glimpse of her tight panties under her skirt. They were red and transparent, and I could vaguely see a dark patch inside
. She must have a lot of pubic hair.

Damn! This girl, she really knows how to seduce. She said she's a Virgo, very conservative, but I think she's just outwardly
conservative and inwardly a repressed slut! The doctor at her hospital must masturbate every day.

I saw her staring at me with a half-smile, and I knew I had to answer to maintain my manly image.

I said, "If you dare, there's nothing I wouldn't dare!"

She said, "Who's afraid of who, right?"

I froze again: "I..."

She said: "Tell the truth, have you ever slept with any women you met online?

Even if you've slept with several online women (some of whom were virgins!), only a fool
would .

" I said: "No! I wouldn't dare have a one-night stand, I'm afraid of getting diseases..."

She said: "So, you're clean, huh?"

I said: "Of course!"

She didn't say anything again, and once again looked me up and down with her charming almond-shaped eyes. I looked around aimlessly,
my gaze occasionally sweeping over her long, alluring legs. I saw her right leg, crossed over
her left, her long black boots swaying back and forth like a hypnotic pendulum, making me dizzy.

If my penis were three meters long, I could quietly slip it under her skirt from the table, and then quietly
slip it into her red panties—no! If it were hard enough, I could pierce her red panties and
go straight into the alluring hole at the base of her thigh.

As I was lost in these thoughts, she got up. I panicked, afraid that she would leave and I would never see her again, and
quickly stood up.

I said, "Are you leaving?"

She said, "Why are we lingering here if you're not saying anything?"

I said, "I...I'll go pay!"

By the time I paid, she had already walked outside. Worried she'd disappear by the time I got out, I
reluctantly forgot the twenty dollars I had left for the subway ride and quickly walked out of the cafe. Looking around,
I only saw her back as she walked slowly along the sidewalk. It was the first time I'd ever seen her from behind. Her hair was waist-length
(I'd never seen a woman with such long hair before; at most, it only reached a few centimeters below her shoulders), and her long, beautiful legs
were clad in tall black boots. Looking at her from behind, I realized how beautiful her figure was. Oh, right!
When we were walking together, her chest seemed quite full; her bust size must be considerable!

I thought to myself as I walked, not daring to overtake her to chat, until she stopped, turned around, and gave me a flirtatious
look .

She said, "Were you looking at my figure from behind?"

I said, "No!" "You're walking too fast, I can't keep up..." (That's utter nonsense, she was clearly walking very
slowly.) Ah! Was she waiting for me?

She smiled calmly: "I just finished my night shift, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back and rest, would you like to come to my place for a while?"

Strange? If she's a little sleepy and wants to go back to rest, why does she want me to "come to her place for a while"?

Seeing me in a daze, she became a little impatient.

She said: "If you don't want to go, I won't force you!"

I quickly said: "Is it convenient?"

She said: "My colleague who lives with me is on the early shift, she won't be back until 3 pm..."

I said: "It's convenient, it's convenient!"

Walking into what they called the nurses' home, it turned out to be a rather cozy suite, with two large beds,
a desk TV. In front of the TV was a small sofa, which looked quite comfortable. After entering, she said I didn't need to take off my shoes.
Hearing the words "don't need to take them off," I thought I probably had no hope.

She first turned on the desk lamp, then went to draw the curtains, casually mentioning that because they often
slept , the curtains were always made of a single layer that blocked out light. So when she drew the curtains, the room immediately became pitch black,
with only the desk lamp as the light source, which was quite romantic. She then turned on the TV, sat on the sofa, crossed her left leg
over her right, and said to me, who was still pondering the meaning of "no need to take it off," "Sit down!"

Sit down? How could we sit on this tiny two-seater sofa? It would be about the size of two dwarfs squeezing in.

I said, "Oh! Where should I sit?"

I turned my gaze to the bed, and as I hesitated, thinking of walking over to sit on the edge of the bed, she didn't say anything, but just shifted her buttocks to the right
, meaning she wanted me to squeeze in with her on the small sofa. I sat down tremblingly,
feeling , and my unworthy penis was about to pierce my crotch.

She squinted at the TV, seemingly very sleepy, and lowered her snow-white, smooth thighs, pressing
them even closer to mine.

I couldn't resist, and casually placed my hand on her thigh. It was soft and supple, so smooth and silky,
truly like porcelain. Unexpectedly, she then lifted her right leg and placed it on her left thigh, so my
precious hand was now sandwiched between her two alluring thighs like a hamburger patty.

My breath caught in my throat. My lucky hand felt the warmth emanating from her thighs. Ah! If
only my penis were instead my hand! My mind was racing, but my hand, trapped between her beautiful legs, dared not move an inch,
afraid that even the slightest tremor would startle her thighs away.

My expression must have looked really strange.

She turned to look at me: What's wrong?

I pretended not to notice: Nothing! Your legs are beautiful…

She said: Men are thinking about that…

I said: That?

She said: How to get a woman into bed, and then… become conjoined twins with her…

I said: Oh! Conjoined twins are either head to head or back to back, what's so great about that?

She said: Stop pretending! You are… you want…

I said: Want what? Tell me!

She pouted defiantly: You want your genitals to be connected to… (very quietly) mine…

I didn't expect her to be so direct, was she teasing me? Like she said, she'd only slept with her boyfriend
seven or eight times?

She stared at me: Is that right? (Turns away) Humph!

Me: ………

She turned back to me and glanced at me: You'd better tell the truth, maybe I'll agree?

Faced with such a smart, charming, and beautiful woman, I could only nod in surrender. She
smiled , casually turned off the TV with the remote, and slowly leaned her soft upper body against me.

The room fell silent for a moment. In the dim light of the table lamp, I could hear my own heartbeat—no, it was hers,
thump-thump-thump! She seemed even more nervous than I was.

I looked down at the bulge in my crotch; it felt like a rocket about to launch, and if the protective shield
didn't open soon, it would explode.

My hand, trapped between her legs, twitched. I felt the muscles in her groin twitch, and
her thighs parted. I was annoyed, afraid of startling her beautiful legs away, but unexpectedly, her thighs quickly closed again,
clamping my hand even tighter. After the movement, my middle fingertip lightly touched the slightly protruding
part . I knew it was her vulva. At that moment, I went all out, my middle finger, through her red panties, restlessly
rubbing the protruding part, then gently pushing against the slightly concave area below. Suddenly, she breathed heavily, her
warm breath on my ear, and my veins felt like they were about to burst.

I felt something wet between my middle fingers; she was wet. I gently poked her again, and sure enough, a sticky fluid
seeped through her panties. I tried to turn to look at her, but she pushed my face away.

She breathed heavily: "Don't look at me!"

I couldn't see her face, but I knew it must be flushed. Suddenly, my middle finger became bold.
I pulled down her panties and probed into the thick pubic hair. Wow! Such lush pubic hair! The pubic hair was overflowing, like
a flood was about to burst. My middle finger teased her soft labia, about to enter her alluring opening, when she
pressed it down .

She said: "Don't use your hand, it's unhygienic!"

No wonder she's a nurse; she has a certain concept of hygiene.

As she spoke breathlessly, I couldn't resist kissing her slightly parted, sexy lips. My tongue entered her mouth, and
her tongue, initially hesitant and shy, became uncontrollable, intertwining with mine
. We greedily sucked each other's saliva.

I unzipped my trousers, revealing my 17.5-centimeter-long, egg-thick penis, and guided her delicate white hand
to grasp it.

She exclaimed in surprise, "So big!"

I challenged her, "Aren't you scared?"

She gasped, "Besides my boyfriend's in the army, I've never seen another man's...

"

I asked curiously, "So there's no comparison?"

Her eyes were watery with desire, "But I heard from a friend that the bigger a man's penis, the more comfortable it is!"

I must meet that friend who told her that! By this time, I had already pulled down her red panties,
picked her up, and sat her back on the sofa. Her two long, slender, snow-white legs, still encased in tall black boots, had automatically spread
open. She had mentioned before that her boyfriend was in the army, and she hadn't had sex for five months. Moreover, her first time was when
her boyfriend came out of the training center to entertain the troops, so it had been less than ten times. If
what she said was true, God had truly been kind to me.

As my large glans rubbed against her labia, she was already panting, her face flushed, and her juices flowing freely. I
lowered my head kissed her lips, sucking on her soft, warm tongue. While she was lost in the exchange of saliva,
I thrust my lower body forward, plunging my entire penis all the way in.

She cried out, "Ouch! Be gentle! It hurts..."

I felt my penis being tightly encircled by a circle of warm, smooth flesh, the glans pressed firmly against
her clitoris. Her cervix contracted rapidly, gripping the groove of my glans. It felt as if my entire
penis was being sucked tightly into her vagina, even more so than the virgin vaginas I had penetrated before. I couldn't help but shout
in my heart , "You weren't lying, you really don't have much experience, it's so tight!"

Her legs twitched, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, and she could only gasp for breath.

Her face flushed red: "Oh~ be gentle..."

I was convinced she was the repressed type, and decided to make her want me to fuck her tender hole every day. So I straightened my penis and
thrust it hard into her flesh. She started to get a little scared.

She suddenly cried out: "No! I don't want to anymore... I just acted on impulse, I didn't expect to actually do it, take it out
, I don't want to... I don't want to... let me go..."

I ignored her and just kept thrusting hard into her tender hole that she hadn't experienced much of. With
the intense , her vaginal fluid gushed out. Due to the excessive fluid, the soft

sounds of my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina could be heard in the small suite.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she began to feel dizzy: "Please pull it out, I didn't really want to do it with you... Please pull it out
... I don't want it anymore...

" (Her last "no" was so weak)

. From strong resistance to weak moans, as my mushroom-sized glans repeatedly struck the flower bud deep within her
womb , her pain turned to pleasure. Suddenly, her legs trembled uncontrollably as if she were having cramps,
and the tender flesh of her vagina contracted and sucked at my penis.

I knew she was about to climax, and my penis thrust even more forcefully into her tender vagina. Suddenly, she gripped
my buttocks tightly with both hands and pressed down hard, while her vulva thrust upward violently. The intense contractions inside her vagina seemed to want to break my
penis, or perhaps to merge our genitals into one.

I immediately thrust my thick penis all the way in, feeling the large glans completely penetrate into
the mucous membrane of her uterus. The meatus of my glans pressed tightly against her clitoris, grinding against it. Instantly, a surge of hot fluid gushed out from her
clitoris , my large penis completely immersed in her hot and thick vaginal fluid.

She cried out: "Ah~ Ah~ You... I can't take it anymore, my scalp is so numb... so numb... Ahh...
Is an orgasm?" Oh...

I was slightly taken aback by her cries. Had she never had an orgasm with her boyfriend before?

If so, how lucky I am! Such a beautiful woman, I got to taste and enjoy her precious virginity for the first time
. This is even more exciting than breaking her hymen.

Her face was as radiant as if suddenly coated with rouge, her phoenix eyes glistening with moisture, her straight and
beautiful nose glistening with sweat, her nostrils flaring, her breath sweet as orchids. The continuous climaxes caused her two long, smooth legs, wrapped around my
waist , to tremble and twitch incessantly. Her pubic bone pressed tightly against mine, her vagina
, gripping my penis tightly, was still contracting strongly, her cervix biting and sucking at the groove of my glans, her
rounded clitoris rubbing against my glans. It was so beautiful that my whole body felt relaxed, and all my pores opened up. I've been with so
many women, but I've never encountered such a beautiful vagina. It's amazing!

She cried out, "It's happening again, it's happening again... Hold me, hold me... Ah..."

I hugged her slightly upturned, elastic buttocks tightly, pressing our joined genitals together as close as possible. At the same time, her
hands involuntarily pressed against my buttocks again. The intense physiological reaction caused her protruding vulva to constantly press against
the pubic bone of my penis, which was inserted to its full length. The thick pubic hair rubbed fiercely against my relatively thick pubic hair, making
my pubic bone ache slightly.

She was completely immersed at this point, lifting her round-neck shirt and tearing off her bra. Wow! Her breasts were so white,
at least a 34C, and her nipples were still pinkish-flesh-colored, as if they hadn't been sucked many times. She
rubbed .

I pulled her hands away from her breasts, opened my mouth and took her left nipple into my mouth. She groaned loudly, and I continued
to suck and lick, while my other hand grabbed and rubbed her right breast.

She suddenly screamed, "No...no..."

Her vulva sucked at my glans like a baby nursing, and a gush of thick, hot semen sprayed onto it again.
One of her alluring legs wrapped tightly around my waist, her arms like an octopus, making it hard for me to breathe.

She gasped, "No! I don't want it anymore...I don't want it anymore..."

Even as she said no, her lower body continued to thrust, her vagina still relentlessly devouring
my large penis as if it hadn't eaten for three years. I had no choice but to thrust harder, relentlessly penetrating her tender opening. Streams of vaginal fluid gushed from the base of my penis as I
pumped in and . I relentlessly thrust for about forty minutes, until she was exhausted,
experiencing wave after wave of orgasms, climaxing seven or eight times. Finally, she hugged me tightly, pressed against me, and bit my tongue,
saying , "You're so strong...it's so itchy...faster!"

I said, "What do you mean, 'faster'?"

She said, "It's so itchy inside... move faster... it's coming again, it's coming again... ah~ faster... faster...

"

My penis was also being sucked and contracted by her tight vagina, and as if in sync with her,
I hugged her buttocks tightly, making our genitals intertwine like conjoined twins.

I said, "Let's go together!"

As I said this, her beautiful legs were already wrapped tightly around my waist like vines, and so we
kissed passionately, our saliva exchanging, our lower bodies intertwined like octopuses, indistinguishable as whose flesh it was. Her cervix gripped my glans tightly
again , and her vaginal fluids gushed out and sprayed onto my glans. At the same time, my hot
semen, like a flash flood, shot into the depths of her flower, merging with her vaginal fluids.

After ejaculating, our bodies remained tightly intertwined, unwilling to separate, until she
accidentally slipped off the small sofa, and we tumbled onto the floor. The sudden turn of events made us burst into laughter, and
only then did our genitals reluctantly separate.

Afterwards, she took me to shower, mentioning that she didn't know what was wrong with her today. Normally, even if she was curious, she
would never let a man she had just met into her room, because she had roommates. Even her boyfriend, who was in the military, had never been
there, let alone... with me on the sofa...

She blushed and said, "I never thought that on the sofa... I would let you do it to me...

" I was surprised that she used the word "do it." She shyly said that she had seen
it described in erotic literature online. In the bathroom, I saw her colleague's black and white panties, both transparent.
I thought to myself, "Your roommate is probably even more horny than you!"

When we returned to bed naked, looking at her beautiful figure, her charming oval face, and her delicate, fair
skin, especially when her alluring, watery phoenix eyes squinted at me, my penis became erect again. We then
engaged in two more fierce battles, losing all appetite for lunch.

Having already ejaculated twice, the battle lasted longer and longer. During the third intense session, I hadn't yet ejaculated, and we
both drifted off to sleep, our limbs intertwined, until around 3:20 PM when her roommate returned from work. The sound of the lock
awakened us, a pair of lovers still intimately joined. But as her roommate opened the door, she quickly
covered us with the blanket.

Although her beautiful roommate was taken aback, she had to tell her that I was her boyfriend. I pretended to be asleep
with my eyes closed , but I vaguely felt that her roommate seemed to be staring at the bulging blanket, perhaps knowing that our
lower bodies were still entangled under the blanket.

I could feel her vaginal muscles gripping and
sucking my fully inserted penis, as if we were having an affair in front of others – it felt incredibly pleasurable! But then her roommate came into the bathroom and I heard
the sound of running water, so we quickly and reluctantly separated our genitals. As I was getting dressed, her sexy
lips brushed against my ear.

She said, "When I was with my boyfriend, we never lasted more than ten minutes. I calculated that from
the first time you entered me until now, we've done it three times, almost four hours. The time our genitals have been connected
is several times longer than what I've done with my boyfriend. It's really fate...

" Hearing her sweet and cloying words, I really wanted to take off my pants and have another round, to
ejaculate all my unreleased semen into her flower. She's truly a natural beauty.

Of course, this kind of beauty is irresistible; she became one of my closest sex partners. Even when she quit her job as
a special nurse and invested in a cosmetics counter with a friend, we still had sex at least five times a week,
sometimes even five times a day when we were really into it. What she liked most was that after the first time, during the second time, I wouldn't
ejaculate, but would use a side-lying position, keeping my penis tightly inserted into her vagina, our legs intertwined, and we'd fall asleep.
At dawn, when they woke up, their intertwined genitals continued their battle. This relationship continued
until she went abroad to Europe to study cosmetic art. But she was going back in two months, and by then...

her boyfriend would have been long forgotten. Sigh! Aren't soldiers always wearing green hats
?

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