Life after discharge

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I lay in my tiny rented bedroom, barely three square meters, staring for an hour at the moldy, peeling walls on an empty stomach. Of course, there were no flowers there, only a black-backed spider frantically weaving its web. I couldn't go out for food because the landlady had been banging and yelling at the door for twenty minutes. Although I desperately wanted to go out and give that 1.6-meter-tall, 100-kilogram shrew a good slap, I owed her… …

rent…one month and three days.

She'd already come three times, once a day, yelling for half an hour each time. Okay, she'd be gone in ten minutes.

So I pulled the covers over my head.

Two years after my discharge, I'm nearsighted. When I was in the army, I got a job through connections. After four years, I planned to work for the railway, only to find out that while I'd bypassed the proper procedures, I hadn't received a placement card. I wasn't even as good as an unregistered soldier. My family asked around, and they said that the bright red stamp cost 50,000 yuan to get. 50,000… So, I used all my discharge pay and borrowed some more money to become a proud railway worker. This was my first job. I worked there for four months, and it ended one day when I went to get the station manager's signature without knocking.

Actually, I didn't see anything, except for the white buttocks of the female office manager, who was sitting upright on the station manager, neck outstretched as if singing. Okay, I know it was wrong of me not to knock, it was wrong of me to stand there without closing the door, it was wrong of being seen by several passing colleagues, it was wrong of the station manager's wife finding out—but this was work time!! Didn't you have the money for that?!

In fact, the station manager not only had the money for hotel rooms, but also the ability to transfer me to work as a plumber or pipe fitter under his most loyal henchman, because I was a veteran of the field army, physically strong, and should be placed in the most suitable position .

So my work life fundamentally changed. Any work I did… I don't want to remember.

Just thinking about it—I could have taken sick leave, but I couldn't find another job—gives you the impression.

I lack technical skills, I'm not good at flattery, I'm not good at socializing, I have no capital to do business, and I have no connections. Four years in the army left me with nothing but a good physique, good strength, and good comrades!

So I got a new job as a security guard at the city's largest supermarket.

I like this job; I can get handsy with the cashier who likes to hear me brag, and I can chat and joke with the supervisor who likes my figure.

Except for the low salary, it's pretty good.

Cashier Lili's breasts are smaller than Supervisor Na's, but firm. Thinking about this makes me nostalgic for that time I was checking stock in the supermarket warehouse with Na.

That day, Na was wearing a black uniform, her pencil skirt tightly hugging her big buttocks. She beckoned to me, "Handsome, come check the stock with me..." So I happily followed her, walking behind her allowing me to openly glance at Na's buttocks.

A mature woman is different; that buttocks, those breasts.

With each bend, her two heavy breasts swayed back and forth, swaying with every step, making my eyes water. Usually, Sister Na tells more dirty jokes than I do, sometimes even patting my butt and exclaiming exaggeratedly, "Wow, so firm!" before giggling and using those alluring eyes to seduce me, igniting my desire.

Usually, there are other people around, but today, being in the warehouse and being so seductive… The inspection of the goods turned into igniting a fire. Her butt felt so good; once I touched it, I didn't want to let go. I pulled her into my arms, kneading her breasts and kissing her. She whispered, barely a mosquito's buzz, "No…" as she backed up and sat on the warehouse manager's small bed. I reacted with lightning speed, quickly stripping off my clothes and pouncing on her. Sister Na looked at my six-pack abs with watery eyes, touching them as she said, "So strong!" That seductive voice was like a battle cry. I pounced on her, lifting her legs… With a hurried thrust, the wet, hot sensation enveloped my penis. I remained deeply inside, motionless. She let out a suppressed "ah," her mouth opening wide, her hands gripping my back tightly, murmuring, "So...thick, ah...all the way in...I...want, move, please, move!" I looked down at Sister Na's face contorted with pleasure, feeling her writhing hips. One hand squeezed her large breasts, the other gripped her thighs, and I began the piston-like motion. When I was in the army, I was in the field; five 100s were just an appetizer. If the sergeant was in a good mood, I'd do 500 push-ups. When I was in a bad mood, I did sit-ups upside down. After being discharged from the army, that bastard stationmaster at the railway station assigned me to do plumbing and pipework. I've never stopped training over the years, and the high-intensity training has given me great stamina. When I met a battle-hardened peach like Sister Na, I, who hadn't tasted meat in a long time, mustered my energy and we had a passionate battle. In the end, Sister Na, who had climaxed several times, began to beg for mercy with her watery eyes. I lifted her thighs with my arms, pressed myself against her body, and while thrusting, I said in her earlobe: "Sister Na, can I cum inside? I want to cum inside your pussy." She closed her eyes, frowned, grabbed my hand, and whispered in a low voice, "Cum." "Shoot... I have an IUD... Shoot... Shoot... Ah... Ahh... Ah... Shoot me... Ah... Ah... Harder... Ah... Ah... I rode on one of her thighs, thrusting wildly. Sister Na, head bowed and mouth open, screamed in a hoarse voice, 'Fuck me... Ah... Ah... I want it... I'm coming... Ah... Ah... Faster... Faster... Ah... Ah... Ah... As she twisted her thighs and tightened her buttocks, I roared and ejaculated all of my semen into Sister Na's water curtain cave. We rested for a while, cleaned up the battlefield, threw away the sheets, and walked out of the storeroom one after the other."

The fat woman at the door was still cursing, threatening me if I didn't pay her rent, blah blah blah…

I rolled over and thought of Lili, the cashier at the front desk. This 22-year-old slut looks innocent, but she's actually more slutty and experienced than 32-year-old Sister Na. Sister Na got married early; her husband is a scaffolder. The insulation projects in Northeast China have made a lot of people rich. An ordinary scaffolder can easily earn 100,000 or 200,000 yuan a year. The problem is, since he injured his back last year, it's been itchy for a year and hasn't fully healed. His sexual ability is fine, but he's afraid to use force. He can only have Sister Na perform oral sex or masturbation for him. Sister Na has to take care of herself, which is why I'm satisfied. But Lili is an unprecedented slut. I say this because I've seen different colleagues drag her to the supply room at least twice in the past month. I never use a condom with Sister Na because I know she looks sexy but doesn't have many social connections. This slut Lili is no match. I always use a condom with her. She even says she's uncomfortable. I don't care if you're comfortable or not, just don't get pregnant. The label is real; this little slut is an absolute gem. Why do I say that? According to her, (since her teens, she's had vaginal discharge every morning, and she needs to rub herself with the blanket between her legs to feel better. She thought it was an illness and didn't dare tell anyone. At 21, after being with someone she liked, she realized it was just hornyness. After that, it became uncontrollable; she needed to be fucked every day to feel good, sometimes twice a day, morning and afternoon. If no one was with her, she'd secretly masturbate. I only started flirting with her after seeing her masturbate once, and I never expected this to happen so quickly...) It was easy to get started, and after we got to know each other, she told me this. I asked her how many men she'd slept with between the ages of 21 and 22. She thought for a moment and said, "More than ten. Some were online friends, some were hookups at nightclubs, some were colleagues. The most exciting time was when the guy I hooked up with at the nightclub was on drugs, and we slept together from 10 pm until 4 am the next morning. She likes to seek thrills in crowded places, and she even had an orgasm from being groped on a bus. She also asked me to find her a threesome. When she's being fucked, she likes it when the other person is cursing her while they're fucking her. She's a slut pretending to be innocent."

{The content in parentheses is a true story!} This woman was very skilled in bed, but what was exceptional was that she was young, had rapid orgasms, and went on and on without restraint, exhausting herself in the process. I treated her purely as a sex partner. When Sister Na was unavailable, I would have sex with her. At her request, I even had a threesome with her using my buddy. I had never done a threesome before, so I asked the buddy who had helped me get a job. Good things should be shared with buddies, right? He was very interested when he heard about it, and we immediately agreed. That night, we found a small private room at a restaurant and ate something. Since we had already agreed to a threesome, my buddy didn't hold back. He sat next to her, talking to her while touching her thighs. According to her, as soon as she was touched, her pussy immediately became wet. The meal was truly wet and sticky. After dinner, we went to a hotel and got a room. I pulled her close, and she immediately stood on tiptoe and stuck her tongue in my mouth. While I was taking off her clothes, my comrade, not wanting to be left out, grabbed her from behind, one hand squeezing her breast, the other reaching down to her genitals. She moaned as she stripped naked, revealing her thick pubic hair. She certainly had a strong sex drive; her pubic hair was quite heavy. Seeing my comrade's eagerness, I chuckled, pushed her towards him, and went to take a shower. While I was showering, I heard that little slut start moaning outside. I quickly finished showering and came out to find her leaning against the wall with one hand and holding onto my comrade's arm with the other. She was standing on one leg, the other lifted up by her comrade, lying on her side being fucked. His penis was sometimes visible, sometimes hidden inside her vagina, and a glistening trail of fluid flowed down her thighs. I was aroused, so I sat down on the edge of the bed and called to her, "Little slut, come lick my cock." My

comrade put her leg down, and she collapsed to her knees, crawling over and taking my penis into her mouth. While licking, she looked up to observe my expression. My comrade knelt down behind her on one knee, adjusted his position, and thrust in again with a "plop." She gasped, and my penis was immediately pulled out. I slapped her face and cursed, "Slut, still trying to slack off?" She quickly took it back in. She was holding my cock. Her oral skills weren't great, but she was very serious and you could tell she was really trying to learn. She was even willing to do deep throat. Watching her enjoy it with her eyes half-closed, sucking my cock, stroking it with her little hands, kneading my balls, stroking my cock, and licking my asshole, while my comrade was fucking her from behind, I don't know how many times we did it that night. As soon as she recovered, we went for it again. The next day, she told me that we had fucked her so hard that her pussy was raw, and that both of us were weak in the knees. My comrade said that you have to use a lot of force to press the accelerator when driving a car, haha. Later, I asked her if she wanted a threesome again. She thought about it and said that a foursome was the most she could handle, and she couldn't take any more. Hehe, she's such a slut. I wonder if her future husband will be able to satisfy

her. Life at the supermarket was very leisurely and sexually fulfilling, until one day, I just gently pushed a woman who was about to hit the cashier. I swear I really just wanted to separate that old woman, and then she started rolling on the ground as if I had kicked her in the head with a 180° spinning kick.

Three managers from the supermarket came but couldn't persuade her to get up. It wasn't until two police officers from 110 arrived that she was finally free. Although she wasn't injured, the supermarket paid her 2,000 yuan because the video showed that I had pushed her. The money was deducted from my salary, and then the remaining wages were settled. I lost my job again.

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