Love affair with Miss

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The story involves two young women, one named Xu and the other Xue, but in the end, only one of them became my friend. Thank goodness, I almost fell for it. When I was working as an art director in Shanghai, my income was quite good. You can guess which company it was; I certainly wouldn't be working as an ad at DDB at my age. One weekend, I was taking the intercity express home. For such a short journey, there were two ticket prices: 85 and 47. I always went for the 85 because it was cleaner. That day, there weren't many people. I quickly glanced at my ticket and sat near the entrance, probably in carriage number ten. I didn't dislike this seat because to my right, a girl was standing on tiptoe on the seats in sections two and three, saying goodbye to her family outside the window (the window was malfunctioning and wouldn't close). Being a friendly person, I stood up to help her pull the window down, but it was stuck tightly. She saw me, turned around, smiled at me, and thanked me. But I saw tears streaming down her face. What a genuine girl! Outside the window was a family, holding a child, also with tears in their eyes. Unable to bear watching, I took out my phone to dial 21, but I was already somewhat expectant. What was it? I didn't know. Perhaps in a commercial city, the chance to see such a scene is rare. The car started moving, and for a full twenty minutes I didn't disturb her, letting her speak first; I knew she would. Finally, she spoke, saying, "Thank you." I said, "You're welcome." At that moment, I carefully admired her appearance—I like to use the word "admire," especially when it comes to women. Peach-shaped face, a slightly haggard expression, but with a pair of large, watery eyes, a high nose, and a not-so-small, moist mouth; she could be considered a beauty. I don't want to ramble on about the conversation; compared to fantasies, the beginning is already quite long. She told me she was from Shanxi, owned a clothing store in an inland city, and was going there to run it. Her family (in Shanghai) had just seen her off because she would be gone for six months. The whole way, she had her legs crossed on the soft seat; it was beautiful. Three hours later, I arrived at my stop, while she still had more than ten hours to go. It was already 11:30 PM. We exchanged phone numbers, and I carefully covered her with a coat so she could sleep for a while, as the early March nights were still chilly. Back home, I felt lost and disoriented, as if I'd lost something. For the next few dozen days, we only spoke once or twice by phone, both from a Taiyuan number. She was still far away. I quit my job and went home in late March. One day, while chatting at a friend's photography studio, my phone rang. It was her. She was back and wanted to see me; she was in my hometown. We arranged a place, and I took a taxi with a friend to a three-star hotel in the northern suburbs. Although somewhat surprised, I finally saw her. She was no longer the innocent girl I'd seen before: a black dress, dark eyeshadow, suede high heels—a complete socialite. Where had my angel gone? I still booked a private room for her, spending nearly a thousand yuan, which somewhat eased my longing. I went home dejectedly. I lay in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep, until almost two in the morning. The phone rang again. Her voice said, "I have nowhere to sleep tonight. They told us to sleep in the private room, but it's too dirty. Can I sleep at your place?" She practically offered herself up, so I said yes. Then she said her cousin had been scalded by boiling water today and asked if she could come over too. I said yes, I live alone anyway, but there's only one bed. Would you mind? She said it was better than sleeping in a private room. Then she told them to take a taxi over while she waited for them. This sounds rather far-fetched. To be honest, I'd be skeptical if I read this myself, haha, but let's just continue the story. That day, the weather was perfect; it poured rain, incredibly heavy. But it wasn't cold, after all, it was April in Jiangnan. When the phone rang again, they were already in the apartment complex, unable to get out of the taxi because her sister had a chest injury. I grabbed two umbrellas and rushed down. It was late at night, and in the heavy rain, the two beauties looked especially stunning in the dim light of the taxi. I took them home under the umbrellas. Under the bright lights, everything felt like a dream. She wanted to change her sister's dressing, and I said, "Let's take a shower first, I've prepared everything for you." I looked at her sister; she was also a beauty, wearing a tank top, soaked to the bone by the rain (the rain was too heavy for an umbrella), petite, and only about 1.59 meters tall. Surprisingly, I didn't have any impure thoughts; my heart was filled with concern for them. They boldly stripped down to their underwear in my room. The two girls, in their early twenties, were radiant, like two tulips. I picked up the Sobranie cigarettes my sister had given me, smoked two, and then they finished washing up, filling the room with their fragrance. We chatted for a while longer, then went to bed. My bed was large, designed to accommodate my height. I slept on the innermost side, Xue next to me, and Xu on the outermost side. I tossed and turned all night, glancing up at them every now and then, as if in a dream. At dawn, thunder began to rumble. I opened my swollen eyes and gently touched Xue, but there was no reaction. So, I mustered my courage and stroked her thigh. She immediately hugged me, and my penis instantly hardened. I reached down to her inner thigh and touched her vulva. The opening was small and wet. Almost simultaneously, her small hand grasped my penis and gently stroked it. We were both exhausted and didn't say a word. We got straight to the point. I rolled over, spread her legs, and gently inserted myself. Surprisingly, it was very loose. Then my legs touched Xu, and Xu smacked her lips, seemingly falling asleep again. I began to thrust gently. Xue's expression was somewhat like she was crying; her eyes were closed, and she barely dared to breathe. So I simply kissed her. Then Xue opened her beautiful eyes and whispered, "Let's go outside." We were naked, got off the bed, grabbed a sheet, and closed the bedroom door. Outside the bathroom, she took the sheet and began to spread it out, her round buttocks raised high, her heels showing the pink of a girl's feet. I felt a surge of desire, pushed her down, and thrust straight in. She immediately bent her legs, wrapping them around my waist, her expression seemingly one of intense pain. I kissed her, thrusting harder and harder. Then I asked her the question I was most interested in: "Has your boyfriend not done it in a long time?" "She said yes, it had been about two months. After such a long period of abstinence, even a virgin should be aroused. Her breasts were bowl-shaped, not very firm (I later learned it was because of the abortion), bouncing up and down with my penetration, very alluring. The air in the living room was filled with lust. She called my name in a suppressed voice, holding me with one arm and rubbing her clitoris with the other; she was very wet, the fluid flowing down our thighs. I felt I couldn't hold on much longer, so I grabbed her legs and lifted them up, exposing her vagina to me, then thrust in again, pounding hard. She was going crazy, unable to touch me, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands, her vagina contracting in waves, her brows furrowed as she stared straight at me, her teeth clenched. I lowered her legs, held her again, and pounded her a dozen times before pulling out and ejaculating, shooting onto her snow-white neck. She held me and kissed me for a while, then we smoked a cigarette. She said softly, 'You're so amazing.'" "I know, another hour or so. I'm not a sex superman, but my penis is quite large, my erogenous zone is high, and my sensitivity is low, so it takes a long time to ejaculate. I discussed this with that nurse after we had sex once. We took a bath together and made love again in the bathroom, but I didn't ejaculate because I was too tired. I took a day off and went to sleep. At that time, I was still working for someone else. The sky was dark, like night. When we got back to bed, the three of us slept all day. For the next two months or so, the three of us lived together, in one bed. I also learned about their real jobs: prostitutes. During the day, I went to work, and they slept; at night, I slept, and they went to work, coming back around 3 a.m. every day. Sometimes when I had a day off, I would go shopping and have dinner with her. Xue was very jealous. If I joked with Xu for a while, she would say, 'You motherfucker, you slut.'" "Very rough, that's about how a prostitute is. I wonder how many of you have ever tried sleeping with two girls. My feeling is: I'm sleep-deprived every day. Xue and I slept at one end, Xu at the other, sometimes I slept in the middle, sometimes on one side. Almost every night, I would hold Xu's slender feet and play with them in the dark, gently rubbing her firm calves. She would gently kick my face with her toes. I really wanted to sleep with her, but I didn't dare. But unfortunately, Xue and I developed feelings for each other after living together for about two weeks. At first, no matter where I went, she would call me and then want to come with me. Then she would cook for me every day and hold me tightly when we slept. After discussing it, we bought a bed for Xu and put it in another room. People are emotional creatures. After initially thinking it was impossible, I also fell in love with her. I genuinely cared for her, took care of her, wanted her to only work as a hostess and not go out, and hoped she could change jobs. Our relationship seemed to be getting better and better, until one day something happened." That night, Xu came home alone. I asked where Xue was. She said she was drunk and wouldn't be coming home that night. I tried calling her cell phone, but it was off. My heart sank. I asked Xu where she was. She said she was at the Xihuamen Hotel. Those two bitches are so stubborn, neither of them will back down. (http://liqunzl.com)It's not surprising that she's selling her sister's videos. I immediately took a taxi to the Xihuamen Hotel. After dealing with the difficult front desk, I arrived at the room and tried calling Xue's cell phone, but it was switched off. I had no choice but to ring the doorbell. "Who is it?" "Delivering meal vouchers." I made up a story, confident she would recognize my voice. After a long while, the door opened, and Xue stood there, dressed properly. "Who else is in there?!" "My two friends, we chatted until late." My blood rushed to my head, and I pushed the door open abruptly. Two men, around forty years old, were sitting there. One was on the phone, the TV was on, the sheets weren't folded, and the room smelled strongly of flesh. We froze there. One of the men awkwardly offered me a cigarette: "Xiao Xue drank too much tonight, let her rest for a while before I take her home." "I've never encountered anything like this before. I turned and left, Xue followed behind me with her small bag, saying nothing. Once outside the lobby, I was in a daze, completely disoriented. I could almost see those two old men, naked, Xue lying on the bed, being taken advantage of by them, moaning incessantly. I was on the verge of a breakdown… Why?! Why did I fall for Xue? She's a whore, a complete whore; in terms of education and family background, we're worlds apart, how could I have fallen for her?! I saw through it all, laughing at myself for traveling all over the country and still believing in love. I took a taxi home; it was already dawn. Xu had stayed with me all day; that whore likes to do favors. Xue still hadn't returned by evening. I knew she was too scared. Xu was resting at home watching TV. I said, 'Keep me company tonight, okay?' She grinned and said, 'Who wouldn't want a handsome guy like that?'" "She knew what I needed right now. That night, Xu pretended to move her pillow over and lay down next to me, saying some comforting words. We chatted for a while. Xu was wearing Miss perfume, very tacky, but definitely arousing. When we got to the part, we started to playfully touch and rub. I grabbed both of her small hands. In the darkness, Xu's eyes shone brightly. What were we waiting for? I reached out and lifted her tank top. Xu's breasts were quite large and firm, with large, dark nipples that were somewhat repulsive. But the problem was that my penis was about to burst through my boxer shorts. I let go of her hands, pressed myself against her, and sucked on her nipples. I reached down to Xu's groin and stroked her hard. Xu's clitoris was erect and hard. Her vagina was much smaller than Xue's. Xue was a fast lane, Xu was a slow lane. Xu also became frenzied, reaching into my pants and grabbing my penis." I impulsively wanted to kiss her alluring red lips, but she stubbornly refused. So I took off her panties (Xu sleeps in two layers; after taking off her satin pajama bottoms, she also had a small pair of briefs) and gave her oral sex. My tongue entered her vagina as deeply as possible; Xu's body tensed, and her vaginal fluids flowed like a river. Suddenly, she muttered a curse and abruptly pushed me down. Before I could react, a warm sensation enveloped my penis—Xu's small mouth. Xu skillfully straddled me and gave me oral sex, seemingly unintentionally sticking her buttocks up in front of me. I held her small but firm buttocks, licking the cleft that exuded feminine scent. My tongue skills were not bad; Xu opened her mouth and cried out, her voice dazed. I rolled over and pinned her beneath me, wanting to have sex with her. She continued to provoke me with curses. Since Xue wasn't around, she cried out freely, her two small feet in short stockings spread wide, clearly visible in the brightly lit night of the city. Xu's labia majora were smaller than most girls'. After finding her vaginal opening, I easily inserted halfway in. With the lubrication of saliva and saliva, I slowly began to move in and out. I was very considerate of a girl's body. After she adjusted, we moved down a little because she had bumped her head on the headboard earlier. At that moment, I thought of Xue and all those days and nights with her, and my penis immediately went soft. Xu then did something I was very grateful for. She didn't swear, but like a considerate wife, she gave me oral sex again. My penis became erect again, and when we tried to continue making love, I couldn't penetrate her. The previous secretions had dried, so I gave her oral sex again, between her legs, first her vagina and then her anus, completely absorbed and without any inhibitions. At least at that moment, I felt that Xu was better than Xue. Xu said, "Quick!" "I was in a daze. My penis finally slid in smoothly, and Xu was very into it. Her vagina was so tight, it was strange. It seemed she prioritized quality over quantity in her work. At that moment, I thought her statement that she only worked as a hostess and didn't take clients anymore might actually be true. We changed positions, she was on top, and I penetrated even deeper. We were both panting in the darkness, our eyes locked. After about twenty minutes, I ejaculated without pulling out; it was my safe period. She told me her period had only ended two days ago. No wonder she was so sexually aroused. She lay on top of me until my penis softened, then we separated. I slept until dawn. This was probably the most perfect sexual intercourse I've ever had. Xue came back twice later, took her things, and left. She's still in this city now, working at a different nightclub. Xu is back in Xi'an, married, and I hope she's happy."

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