High school prostitute

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I arranged to meet two female students from Chongqing University online, and we went to the "823" disco in Shapingba. When we arrived, we realized they were actually two dinosaurs (ugly women). We asked around and found out they weren't from Chongqing; one was from Tibet, and the other from Xinjiang. Their appearance was indescribable. As my friend said, "They're like monsters! Their looks are so different; they could be character actors at the Beijing Film Academy!" Unable to refuse, we bought a bunch of drinks, got half-drunk, and ran out. Walking along the pedestrian street in Shapingba, we were filled with regret. We were furious. It didn't matter how much money we spent; the problem was wasting a whole night with these two animals. Not only did we have no desire for them, but we also really didn't want them to do anything to us. Ugh, what can you do? It's like being indifferent to desire makes you strong! But we were quite horny, so we had no choice but to find a prostitute. When we got to Xiaolongkan, across from Shapingba Park, the lights of the hair salons were still on. Even though it was past 1:00 AM, it seemed there were still many people working! There were probably seven or eight hair salons there. The doors were all ajar, and inside sat all sorts of scantily clad women. The red and yellow lights of the salons, combined with the overall ambiance, would inevitably stir up some impure thoughts in any man. We strolled into the first salon; there were about four women inside. One was asleep in a wicker chair. As we entered, a woman who appeared to be the madam approached. "Sir, would you like a shampoo or a massage?" The madam, wearing a black halter-neck dress, rubbed her flesh against my arm. "Have you ever seen a shampoo in the middle of the night? It's ghostly! Overnight, take her with you!" I was still dizzy. "Well, look, all our girls are here! An overnight stay is 300 yuan!" The madam pushed one of the women into my arms, leering at me. Damn, are you robbing us?! Do you think we don't know the prices? Besides, we don't even know if we like her yet! What's the rush? "I glanced at the girl. Not good at all. Besides her big breasts, nothing else. Not my type at all." "Well, if this isn't good enough, I can get you something from another shop!" she said, noticing our disapproving looks. "No need, forget it, the quality is too poor!" We couldn't stand it anymore; you get what you pay for. We left her little shop and went to the last one along the street. None of them were any good either, always with four or five girls, and the good ones were already gone, leaving only the less desirable ones. Neither of us brothers were easy to please, so we decided to try our luck at the last shop. "Boss, get up! Want a girl? See if you like any! Fast food or all night?" The owner, a middle-aged woman, busied herself greeting us as soon as she saw us. "Is this all?" I scanned the room; there were two that looked decent. "And another one, girls, go to the back and call Shuangshuang and the others out!" The owner was a smooth operator. A moment later, a girl came out from behind. Our eyes lit up. One of them looked like she'd been in this line of work for a while; she wore a black sheer skirt suit, had a very voluptuous figure, her chest was taut, the cleavage was low, revealing a deep cleavage, and her breasts were snow-white, looking like they were about to burst. Her buttocks were very round, and she wore very high-heeled black leather sandals with bright red nail polish on her toes. Not bad! Her features were fairly regular, with long hair, though a bit messy, as if she'd just woken up. I thought, "This one's pretty good. She must be very slutty in bed," so I went over and squeezed her breast. She immediately let out a moan. "Boss, what's the rush! There are so many people here!" Her lewd behavior almost made my penis hard. I then squeezed her buttocks, laughing and saying to my friend, "Very bouncy!" She rubbed her eyes and asked if it was okay. My friend's mouth was practically watering as he said, "Yes, yes, how much?" He had his eye on her, so I looked at another one. She finally came out after a while—oh my god! Thank goodness I didn't go for that one! I felt a surge of secret joy. She was dressed very simply; in fact, she wasn't sexy at all, but she was very beautiful. She was about 1.6 meters tall, with long, smooth, very black hair, high-arched eyebrows, large, bright, innocent-looking eyes, a small nose, and sexy lips. She wore a red top, ordinary jeans, and sneakers. Wow, she was gorgeous! Seeing her reminded me of my first girlfriend from my student days. My friend almost slapped himself after seeing her. Seeing his regretful face made me even happier. We paid and came out. I grabbed her waist—it felt so good! I gently sniffed her hair. She didn't say anything, just leaned on my arm. "What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Shuang'er!" she said shyly, looking down at the road. "I love you so much!" I hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead, and squeezed her buttocks hard with both hands. They were bouncy, not just incredibly bouncy. We took a taxi to the hotel, and in the elevator, my friend and I picked up our respective "girls" and started kissing them passionately. My girlfriend didn't object, but she seemed to have no idea how to kiss. His girlfriend kept pushing him away, saying, "Don't do this. Can't we not kiss?" Seeing my friend's dejected face, I laughed. "Hey, if you don't treat her well, I'll dock your pay!" I laughed and touched her. She dodged my hand while laughing, saying, "Boss, my girl has only been out in the business for less than a month, it's her first time doing an overnight job, you have to be gentle, or she'll cry!" "If she cries, I'll have you come and keep me company, we'll have a threesome, consider it training, I won't even charge her training fee!" I laughed wildly, my hands groping her body. We made our way to the room amidst our flirtatious banter. As we entered, I said to my friend, "Hey, you're done for tomorrow, tell her to come over too." My friend gave a wry smile and said, "What, you're still got some stamina!" And so, I carried the silent girl back to the room. Perhaps I was too tired from dancing and a little dizzy, I collapsed onto the large double bed. She went to the side, poured me a glass of water, placed it on the table next to me, and whispered, "Big brother, have some water!" I responded, looked up, and drank the water. She poured another glass, put it down, poured one for herself, and sat beside me, slowly drinking it. "Hey, niqupb, looking forward to your arrival! Take a shower first! Make sure you're clean!" I said, pointing to the bathroom. "Big brother, are you going to shower? Are you feeling unwell? If not, throwing up will make you feel better." "She gently stroked my head as she spoke. I grabbed her hand and pulled her close, running my hands over her body. She pushed me away, took off my shoes, put on disposable slippers, and helped me up. "Brother, come on, you go wash! I'll help you!" "Let's wash together, come on, take them off!" "I tried to pull her away again. She broke free of my hand and took off my clothes. When she got to my underwear, she stopped. I knew she was embarrassed. I wanted to take a good shower myself, so I went into the bathroom and said back, 'Come help me too.' I was rinsing myself with cold water when she pushed the door open and came in. I almost fainted from happiness! I never expected her breasts to be so big, and so round and firm. My God! I've been in the sex industry for so long, and this is the first time I've seen such a gem! They're so big! And when I reached out and pulled her into my arms, my hands on her breasts felt so elastic. Just from that, I knew she hadn't been a virgin for long. I asked her, 'When did you lose your virginity?' She seemed to have something to hide, and she just said, 'Can we not talk about this?' I looked closely at her body. She hugged her chest with her hands, her head buried in her chest, not moving at all. I pulled my hands away and said, 'Come on, let me admire you!'" "Her skin was snow-white, without a single blemish, and incredibly smooth to the touch. Her nipples were small and bright red, her areolas were pale, almost imperceptible, and her navel was tiny. Where one would expect lush foliage, there wasn't a single hair. My God! Absolutely gorgeous!!! (Nosebleed!) I poured some shower gel into her hands and slowly began to rub it on her body. She was shy, one hand resting on her breast, p://lmcake."I slowly applied the ointment, her face turning bright red. I hugged her back to me, placing my hands on her breasts and kneading them harder and harder. We faced the mirror; she closed her eyes, and I gently licked her neck and earlobes. She shrank her neck, crying, "No, don't do this!" I asked why. "When you lick here, I feel uncomfortable all over, like it's itchy, and it feels hot!" she said, opening her eyes. "It's okay. Today I'll show you how a woman should make love, and that making love isn't a business transaction!" I laughed and continued what I was doing. I took her hand and placed it on her breast, gently rubbing it. She became a little uncooperative, but I didn't force her. I gently kneaded her breast with one hand, rubbing her nipple for pleasure. I spread her legs apart with my legs, and with the other hand, I lathered her genitals with shower gel. Because there were only a few hairs, the smooth feeling was very stimulating. My hand encountered no resistance there, only feeling a small labia minora blocking it. Because of the shower gel, I slid my hand over her clitoris. Her breathing became heavier. I kissed her back as well; because of the foam, the kisses felt like kissing snow. Like a flower. She seemed to be enjoying it, her eyes half-closed, her hands gripping the sink. I could feel her thighs squeezing tightly. I inserted a finger into her vagina; it was slippery and tight, especially the opening, which was very small. With each insertion, she contracted. By then, my penis was pressing against her buttocks, and I worked even harder. Perhaps she was enjoying it, because she said to me, "Big brother, put it in!" "It's so uncomfortable!" she said, twisting her body. I placed her against the mirror on the sink, her legs on my shoulders, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. We kissed like that, her technique... It wasn't high, and she wasn't very cooperative. I grabbed a spare condom from the hotel on the table, put it on, and slowly inserted it. The narrow vaginal opening wasn't easy to enter, and the grip on my penis was very stimulating. I slowly thrust in and out, and her voice gradually grew louder, but it wasn't moaning, just simple humming. Because the table was quite high, I had to stand on tiptoe, so it was quite strenuous. I carried her to the shower, rinsed off the soap, and then placed her on the bed. The contact between her fair, delicate skin and my rough, calloused flesh felt amazing! I put her legs on my shoulders, aimed at the opening, and thrust in... At the bottom, she cried out, perhaps because the feeling was too intense and she didn't want me to see. She pulled a pillow up to her face and held it tightly. Helpless, I could only respond with even more intense attacks. This continued for more than 20 minutes until I felt the urge and ejaculated my first load of semen in Chongqing. After finishing, I lay down, lit a cigarette, and enjoyed smoking it. She slowly got up, took off the condom, wiped my genitals clean with tissue, tidied the bed, covered me with a towel, and lay down on my arm. I wasn't too sleepy yet, so I started chatting with her. She spoke quietly to me, one hand stroking my armpit hair. Everyone has a first time, and hers piqued my interest. Under my persistent questioning, she burst into tears. I was at a loss, unable to console her. I could only hand her tissues one by one. Later, she told me. She was born in the Year of the Tiger, a high school sophomore. Her father was a lazy, good-for-nothing, and her mother was a porter; the family's livelihood depended entirely on her mother. One day, her father, drunk, beat her mother and drove her away, vomiting all over the house. He lay motionless on the floor. She went to help him clean up, and after undressing him and putting him on the bed, he suddenly grabbed her hand, pulled her down onto the bed, and pounced on her, tearing at her clothes while shouting, "I raised you all these years, don't let someone else have you! Let me have a taste first!" "No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape her father's clutches. Finally, she lay there helplessly, letting her father thrust on her. Blood soaked the bed, and she bit her lip until it bled. Her tears dried up, and then her father fell asleep. She got up and ran to a classmate's house, staying for ten days. Later, she felt there was nothing left for her at home. To make a living, she became a prostitute. Hearing her story, my heart felt a clenching pain, a feeling I couldn't shake. Later, she gradually fell asleep, and I fell asleep too. Early in the morning, I was suddenly awakened by the blinding sunlight. I reached around and found no one beside me. Startled, I looked up. There she was, standing facing the window, wearing only her underwear, gracefully combing her hair. The morning sun reflected off her hair, creating a soft and beautiful light, like a delicate oil painting. I was mesmerized. She turned around, saw me, and smiled shyly, saying, 'Brother, you're awake! Your dirty clothes are in the bathroom!'" "Your wallet and phone are on the bedside table!" She finished speaking and put on her clothes. She was still so youthful, still so elegant, still so beautiful, and still made my heart ache. I took 500 yuan from my wallet and handed it to her. She looked at me in surprise. "Brother, you've already given me money!" I said, "Take it! This little bit of money is nothing to me. Take this money and find some work! Don't do this anymore, don't go on like this! Life is still full of hope, okay?" Hearing my words, she suddenly lowered her head, and I saw a tear fall onto the carpet. She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, and suddenly knelt before me, crying, "Brother, I know you're a good person, please take me away! Wherever you go, whatever you want me to do, just let me follow you! Please, brother, I really don't want to stay here anymore! I'll do anything!" Her cries clenched my heart, as if it were being brutally stabbed. I smiled bitterly and pulled her up, wiping the tears from her face, saying, "It's okay, don't cry!" "Look, you're not pretty anymore! This is all I can do for you, brother. I'm really sorry, I can't help you." As I said this, my nose stung, and it felt like a grain of sand got into my eye. I quickly rubbed it with my hand. She cried for a long time, saying, "Brother, I know I'm dirty. I know I'm not worthy to talk to you!" My heart ached even more. "Shuang'er, my dear Shuang'er, don't say anymore. You're not dirty. Your heart is clean. You're much better than those people who look clean but have dirty hearts! Be good, I'm sorry, brother, I can't help you!" I really wanted to help her, but I had too many concerns. I think everyone would understand. After hearing my words, she wiped away her tears. I put the money in her pocket, hugged her tightly, sniffled, and said, "Alright, Shuang'er, go back now! Come find me if you need anything! Don't do this anymore!" She gave a bitter smile through her tears, nodded, covered her mouth without speaking, opened the door, and walked out. At the doorway, she turned back, bowed slightly to me, and left without looking back. Later, my friend's girlfriend came to my house, entered, and said, "Brother, I'm finally here! Are you alright?" I was already annoyed, so I said, "Let's talk about it later! I really'm not in the mood right now." I haven't seen her since! I wonder how she is doing.My mother was a strong woman; the family's livelihood depended entirely on her shoulders. One day, my father, drunk, beat my mother and drove her away. She vomited all over the house and lay motionless on the floor. She went to help him clean up. After undressing him and putting him on the bed, he suddenly grabbed her hand, pulled her onto the bed, and pounced on her, tearing at her clothes while shouting, "I raised you all these years, don't let someone else have you! Let me have a taste first!" No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape her father's clutches. Finally, she lay there helplessly, letting her father thrust into her. Blood soaked the bed, and she bit her lip until it bled. Her tears dried up. After her father fell asleep, she got up and ran to a classmate's house, staying for ten days. Later, she felt there was nothing left for her at home. To make a living, she became a prostitute. Hearing her story, my heart felt a clench, a feeling I couldn't shake. Later, she gradually fell asleep, and I fell asleep too. Early in the morning, I was suddenly awakened by the blinding sunlight. I reached around and found no one beside me. Startled, I looked up. There she was, standing facing the window, wearing only her underwear, gracefully combing her hair. The morning sun reflected off her hair, creating a soft and beautiful light. It was like a delicate oil painting. I was mesmerized. She turned and saw me, smiling shyly as she lowered her head. "Brother, you're awake! Your dirty clothes are in the bathroom! Your wallet and phone are on the bedside table!" she said. Then she put on her clothes. She was still so youthful, still so elegant, still so beautiful, and still made my heart ache. I took 500 yuan from my wallet and handed it to her. She looked at me in surprise. "Brother, you've already given me the money!" I said, "Take it! This little bit of money is nothing to me. Use it to find work! Don't do this anymore, don't go on like this! Life is still full of hope, okay?" Hearing my words, she suddenly lowered her head, and I saw a tear fall onto the carpet. She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, and suddenly knelt before me, crying, "Brother, I know you're a good person, please take me with you! Wherever you go, whatever you want me to do, just let me follow you! Please, brother, I really don't want to stay here anymore! I'll do anything!" Her cries clenched my heart, as if it were being brutally stabbed. I smiled bitterly and pulled her up, wiping her tears with my hand, saying, "Sweetie, don't cry! Look, you're not pretty anymore! This is all I can do for you, really, I'm sorry, I can't help you." As I said this, my nose also stung, and it felt like a grain of sand got into my eye; I quickly rubbed it with my hand. She cried for a long time, saying, "Brother, I know I'm tainted, I know I'm not worthy to talk to you!" My heart ached even more. "Shuang'er, my dear Shuang'er, don't say anymore. You're not tainted, your heart is pure. You're much better than those who look clean but have filthy hearts! Be good, I'm sorry, brother, I can't help you!" I really wanted to help her, but I had too many concerns. I think everyone will understand. After hearing my words, she wiped away her tears. I put the money in her pocket, hugged her tightly, sniffled, and said, "Alright, Shuang'er, go back! Come find brother if you need anything! Don't do this anymore!" She smiled bitterly through her tears, nodded, covered her mouth without speaking, opened the door, and walked out. At the door, she turned around, bowed to me, and left without looking back. Later, my friend's prostitute came to my house, entered, and said, "Brother, I'm finally here! Are you alright?" I was already annoyed, so I said, "Let's talk about it later! I really don't have the mood now." I haven't seen her since! I wonder how she is doing.My mother was a strong woman; the family's livelihood depended entirely on her shoulders. One day, my father, drunk, beat my mother and drove her away. She vomited all over the house and lay motionless on the floor. She went to help him clean up. After undressing him and putting him on the bed, he suddenly grabbed her hand, pulled her onto the bed, and pounced on her, tearing at her clothes while shouting, "I raised you all these years, don't let someone else have you! Let me have a taste first!" No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape her father's clutches. Finally, she lay there helplessly, letting her father thrust into her. Blood soaked the bed, and she bit her lip until it bled. Her tears dried up. After her father fell asleep, she got up and ran to a classmate's house, staying for ten days. Later, she felt there was nothing left for her at home. To make a living, she became a prostitute. Hearing her story, my heart felt a clench, a feeling I couldn't shake. Later, she gradually fell asleep, and I fell asleep too. Early in the morning, I was suddenly awakened by the blinding sunlight. I reached around and found no one beside me. Startled, I looked up. There she was, standing facing the window, wearing only her underwear, gracefully combing her hair. The morning sun reflected off her hair, creating a soft and beautiful light. It was like a delicate oil painting. I was mesmerized. She turned and saw me, smiling shyly as she lowered her head. "Brother, you're awake! Your dirty clothes are in the bathroom! Your wallet and phone are on the bedside table!" she said. Then she put on her clothes. She was still so youthful, still so elegant, still so beautiful, and still made my heart ache. I took 500 yuan from my wallet and handed it to her. She looked at me in surprise. "Brother, you've already given me the money!" I said, "Take it! This little bit of money is nothing to me. Use it to find work! Don't do this anymore, don't go on like this! Life is still full of hope, okay?" Hearing my words, she suddenly lowered her head, and I saw a tear fall onto the carpet. She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, and suddenly knelt before me, crying, "Brother, I know you're a good person, please take me with you! Wherever you go, whatever you want me to do, just let me follow you! Please, brother, I really don't want to stay here anymore! I'll do anything!" Her cries clenched my heart, as if it were being brutally stabbed. I smiled bitterly and pulled her up, wiping her tears with my hand, saying, "Sweetie, don't cry! Look, you're not pretty anymore! This is all I can do for you, really, I'm sorry, I can't help you." As I said this, my nose also stung, and it felt like a grain of sand got into my eye; I quickly rubbed it with my hand. She cried for a long time, saying, "Brother, I know I'm tainted, I know I'm not worthy to talk to you!" My heart ached even more. "Shuang'er, my dear Shuang'er, don't say anymore. You're not tainted, your heart is pure. You're much better than those who look clean but have filthy hearts! Be good, I'm sorry, brother, I can't help you!" I really wanted to help her, but I had too many concerns. I think everyone will understand. After hearing my words, she wiped away her tears. I put the money in her pocket, hugged her tightly, sniffled, and said, "Alright, Shuang'er, go back! Come find brother if you need anything! Don't do this anymore!" She smiled bitterly through her tears, nodded, covered her mouth without speaking, opened the door, and walked out. At the door, she turned around, bowed to me, and left without looking back. Later, my friend's prostitute came to my house, entered, and said, "Brother, I'm finally here! Are you alright?" I was already annoyed, so I said, "Let's talk about it later! I really don't have the mood now." I haven't seen her since! I wonder how she is doing.

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