I am the baby she chose.

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I was the girl she chose.

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Because I had excellent grades in school and attended a good university, and my girlfriend was in Shanghai, I went to Shanghai after graduation. I worked hard there for a few years, and my career went smoothly, but my love life kept deteriorating. We often went over a month without making love, and when we did, it was rushed and lacked passion
. Life became mundane, and we never got married. Perhaps this was all foreshadowing, making our breakup so natural and unobstructed. After becoming single, facing this heartbreaking city, I felt like I couldn't breathe, so I returned to my hometown and found a job to relax.

My hometown is a small city with a good economy, but compared to the bustling metropolis of Shanghai, it's still a bit dull. There's very little nightlife. Every day after work, I go home, cook two dishes for myself, go online, watch TV, and kill time.

Half a year passed quickly like this. The wounds in my heart had healed, and life returned to its monotonous cycle.

I work in computer software, and this is one of my hobbies. I enjoy taking computers apart and putting them away. That day, following my usual routine, I opened my laptop to clean out the dust, opened a chat room with a broadcast, and listened to the broadcast while casually watching other people's chats on the public screen, finding it quite enjoyable. After finishing my cigarette, I glanced at the chat room and saw a female ID called "Half a Lifetime of Companionship," with the signature "Treasure Hunting."

Suddenly, I felt playful, put down my tools, and asked her, "There are treasures everywhere, can you hunt them all?"
There was no reply for a while. Thinking about it, it's true, girls are always the most important in chat rooms. I ignored her and went back to my work.

Just as I picked up my tools, "beep," she replied: "In this vast sea of people, it's fate. How old are you?" "34." "
Education?" "Master's degree." "Height?" "185 cm." "Divorced?" "Unmarried and single."

After a barrage of questions, she seemed to think I was a decent "treasure."

We started chatting, and I learned that her name was Xiaoxi, she was older than me, divorced, and still single.
We seemed to click, chatting for a long time. Although she had never left this small town, she loved traveling and new experiences, and we shared many similar thoughts.

Before we knew it, it was past midnight, and neither of us felt sleepy. She said her laptop battery was dead, and I felt she was implying I should rest, so I didn't reply. After a while, she said, "Let's talk on the phone?" "Okay," I readily agreed. Her voice was clear and sweet. She immediately asked me, "Why did you come to this chat room?" I told her the truth, and she didn't believe me. She was very straightforward, saying she wanted to find a sexual partner because being single could be lonely. Her words suddenly made my heart race.

We chatted for a while longer, and then I suddenly asked, "Do you think I'm suitable?" She seemed to understand what I meant, saying it depended on fate.
We chatted a little longer, but it was too late, and we both had to work the next day, so we both went to rest. A few days passed, and I seemed to have forgotten about it. Then, on Saturday morning, I suddenly received a call from her: "Do you have time this afternoon?
Let's meet up?"

Still as straightforward as ever, I didn't hesitate and we agreed on a time and place.

It was late autumn, the leaves had all fallen, and we went to a temple, supposedly a place for praying for marriage.

As the time approached, I had a minor accident on the way, haha, probably because I was distracted.

I had to park the car, call a friend to come and get it repaired, and then take a taxi. I circled the main gate and saw her car. I got in and said, "Sorry, something happened on the way, I'm late." "No, not late at all, we're just in time. Let's go for a walk," she said with a laugh, her eyes fixed on the window.

We slowly walked around the temple, and she didn't look at me once, making me uneasy. Was I really that unattractive to her? After we came out, we got back in the car and started chatting. She was still looking out the window, her two fingers trembling.

I asked, "You didn't even look at me?"

She said, "I did look, one glance was enough."

She said, "Then I'll go back."

My heart skipped a beat, but I could only agree, and we hurriedly parted ways and went home.

That evening, I thought she must have passed on me, but shouldn't she have told me first? I wanted to ask. I

was caught in this dilemma when I checked the time—it was 11 PM. If I didn't call soon, she'd probably be asleep, so I dialed her number. "Hello?" came a lazy voice; she was indeed getting ready for bed.

I timidly asked, "Is it because I don't meet your standards?"

She said, "No, it's just that we just met, so it should be like this, right?"

My heart immediately relaxed, and a playful thought crossed my mind. I said, "We're different! We're destined to be together, so we should be special!"

She suddenly fell silent. Had I gone too far? I regretted saying that.

She said, "How can we be special? Does meeting there now make us special?"
Seeing her say that, I wasn't going to give her time to regret it. I said, "Okay, one hour from now, see you then." I hung up, went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to where we'd met that afternoon.

To my surprise, she arrived before me. After I got in the taxi,

she said, "Where are we going? It's not safe to walk around at this hour."

I said, "Let's find somewhere to talk."

We drove back to the city. The nightlife wasn't great, so the shops closed early. After driving around for half an hour,
I said, "Let's get a room, just to chat?"

She scoffed, "No way I believe you."

But we still drove there. I booked a room by myself. We went to a place with a really nice atmosphere, though it was expensive, but I thought it was worth it. Room 623. I turned on the heater, took off my coat, and she sat down next to the computer chair, looking out the window. The atmosphere was a little awkward.

I said, "Did you expect me to come see you tonight?"

She paused for a moment, then said shyly, "I never even dared to think about it."

I sat down on the bed closest to her. She was a little nervous, fidgeting with her fingers. I put my hand in hers and said, "Don't be nervous, I can't eat you up."

She suddenly stood up, hugged me tightly, and pushed me onto the bed, saying, "Can we not do this?" Typical hypocrisy!

Only then did I get a good look at her face. She was pretty, with a pointed nose, thin lips, and small glasses over her large eyes.

Her hair had a faint, sweet fragrance, the kind of delicate scent I love.

After holding her for a long time, I asked, "Are you still nervous?"

She shook her head slightly, but I could still feel her heartbeat against my chest. Without saying anything else, I slowly kissed her.

Her face was flushed, very shy. Her lips were so soft, like cotton candy, seemingly melting at the touch. I slipped my tongue inside, trying to find hers, but she tried to dodge. Yet, in that small space, I managed to capture her tongue, and we intertwined tightly. Her mouth smelled of apples, which I enjoyed. I immediately launched my attack, unhooking her bra. She shuddered slightly, then tightened up again. My hands slipped through her sweater, caressing her flat stomach, her smooth, delicate skin, moving upwards to her back. I could clearly feel her body temperature rising, and her breathing quickening.

I flipped her over and pinned her beneath me, touching her breasts. They weren't noticeable when she was dressed, but once I touched them, I realized how large they were; one hand couldn't even grasp them. My reason told me not to rush, to savor them slowly. I gently teased her nipples with my fingertips, and with each touch, her body trembled, her legs clamped tightly together.

I released her mouth and said, "You smell so good, why do you smell so good?"

She was already dazed and hummed in response.

Then I took her nipple into my mouth and licked it with the tip of my tongue, while my other hand touched her other nipple, constantly flicking and teasing her.

She closed her eyes tightly, moaning repeatedly, saying, "Slower, slower, I'm coming!"

I knew she was wet, so I stopped and slowly took off her top. Sure enough, there were two big, fleshy mounds, pink and full. I continued to attack her nipples. She seemed to regain some consciousness, and her hand slipped through my jeans, grabbing my already hard penis, and said, "It's so big and hot."

I said, "That's because it's hot. You should put out the fire." She smiled slightly, took my jeans, revealing my big penis, and took the glans into her mouth, constantly stroking it, her tongue still licking it. It was soft and wet, and I almost lost control.

I quickly disarmed her, grabbing her breast with one hand and kneading it. My lips moved down, kissing her flat, smooth abdomen, then her sexy triangle. Her pubic hair was dark and glossy. I moved my hand between her legs.

She was already overflowing with love juice. In the darkness, I parted her labia with my hands and then lowered my head to kiss her clitoris. She kept twisting her waist and making "mmm" sounds.
While kissing her clitoris and labia, I inserted two fingers into her vagina. Her vagina was wet and warm. I could clearly hear the "plop, plop" sounds when I moved my fingers in and out. She kept shouting, "Yes, I want it!"

I lay between her legs, not in a hurry to enter her. Her genitals had no odor, only the scent of a mature woman. I kept rubbing my lips against her labia. Suddenly, she grabbed my head, pressing my face tightly against her labia, and arched her body, thrusting upwards forcefully.

I knew she was close to climax, so I licked her clitoris even more vigorously. A moment later, she suddenly stopped moving, holding my head, making a muffled sound. Her vaginal fluids gushed out, covering my face. I grabbed something to wipe it off (I saw it was her sweater when I turned on the light).

Then I lay down on the bed. She didn't say a word, but crawled over in the dark, first kissing my nipples, then moving downwards. My penis, from being foreplayed for so long, had gone from hard to soft, and wasn't very hard anymore.
She opened her cherry-like mouth and took my penis in, starting to stroke it. Oh, it felt so good! Her hands kneaded my testicles, her mouth continuing to stroke, and I quickly became rock hard.

I carried it to the edge of the bed. She spread her legs wide, and I guided my penis towards her opening, then with a thrust, I entered her completely.

Her vagina was so wet that it was easy to penetrate; it felt like there were suction cups inside. I felt like I was going to ejaculate after only a short while. I said to her, "How can your vagina suck like that?"

She didn't answer, but I felt the suction inside her getting stronger and stronger. I thrust faster and faster, and her moans grew louder and louder. I felt a tingling sensation in my lower back, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I ejaculated all the semen I had accumulated over the past few months deep into her vagina.

I lay on top of her without moving, resting for a while. She told me to get up, saying I was too heavy. My penis had shrunk because of ejaculation and slipped out of her vagina. Semen flowed down her buttocks onto the bed. She said, "How could you ejaculate so much?" I laughed and told her it was the essence of several months.

She covered her genitals with her hand and got out of bed to go to the bathroom. I lit a cigarette and heard the sound of running water in the bathroom. I couldn't believe what had happened that night!

Since everyone had to go to work the next day, I slept quickly and rushed to work by taxi the next morning.
Around noon, I called her to ask where she was. She said she was home, a little tired, and had skipped work in the afternoon. She asked if I was tired, starting to care about me, hehe.

I said I was okay, just missing her. "

Then come over to my place," she said, still so straightforward.

How could I miss such an opportunity? I got my car and drove to her place. We chatted for a while, and then we talked about last night. She was still shy, her face flushed, saying she wanted more. I said okay.

She asked if I wanted to take a shower. "How about we shower together? I was so sweaty yesterday."

We went to the bathroom. It was the first time I'd showered with her, and I was a little nervous. I was embarrassed to take off my clothes, so she quickly came over to help me. After I took off my clothes, I was still nervous, and my little brother, drooping, was exposed. It was about ten centimeters long when soft. She exclaimed in surprise, "Your thing is so big! It felt so good last night, and it's so long when it's hard!" I said it was a little over twenty centimeters. She was a little overjoyed, but also a little shy. She quickly took off her dress, and that's when I realized she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Her perfect curves were revealed, and her skin was smooth and shiny. She told me that she didn't like wearing underwear at home because she felt it was restrictive and uncomfortable.

As soon as I saw her body, my little brother immediately stood up and waved to her. She first rubbed my little brother with shower gel, then started stroking it. She would stroke it three times, then stop, and then use her two big, round breasts to give me a nipplejob. When she saw that I couldn't take it anymore and was about to ejaculate, she stopped, then kissed me, and rubbed her smooth buttocks back and forth, making me feel hot inside. I really wanted to just thrust in and thrust hard.

She sensed my thoughts and stopped what she was doing, seemingly teasing me. She then used her gloved hand to stroke my penis. This time, she knelt down, took my testicles in, and spat them out, while her other hand touched my anus, making me incredibly aroused. Seeing how much I enjoyed it, she went behind me, made me bend forward, and used one hand to stroke my penis while licking my anus, her tongue teasing me.

After showering, I carried her to the bedroom.

The bedroom was large, with a bright floor-to-ceiling bed on the sunny side. "You must be tired. Come, sit down, I'll give you a massage," she said, pulling me to the bedside. She knelt down and massaged my shoulders and back. Perhaps I was truly tired, because I felt very comfortable and relaxed. I closed my eyes and slowly began to enjoy it. "

Lie down, I'll massage your hands and legs." She laid me down and continued massaging me. I continued to enjoy it in a hazy state and eventually drifted off to sleep.

In my dream, I dreamt of my ex-girlfriend, the scene of my family seeing me off in Shanghai. Then I dreamt of her again, of her large, snow-white breasts, of her giving me oral sex, of her wild, seductive gaze as she rode on top of me. I wanted to hold her tightly, but I held nothing.

I groggily opened my eyes; there was no sign of my girlfriend, only a white blur. Looking closer, I saw a large, white buttocks. Xiaoqian was enjoying sucking my penis, and my penis was erect from her licking and sucking.

I slapped Xiaoqian's buttocks hard with both hands. Xiaoqian cried out, turned around, and scolded, "You bad man, you scared me!" She then gripped my penis and began to stroke it faster!

Aroused by Xiaoxi's teasing, my lust surged. I removed her towel, reached forward, and grabbed her large breasts, almost the size of volleyballs, kneading them vigorously. I breathed hot air into her most mysterious pubic area. Under my caresses and teasing, Xiaoxi's vagina slowly released its love juices. Because Xiaoxi had just showered and had a unique fragrance, it made me even hotter. I couldn't resist teasing the clitoris on Xiaoxi's two large labia with my tongue.

"Ah..." Xiaoxi exhaled a long breath, her large buttocks quickly retreating.

She said, "I won't let you lick me today, otherwise I'll be there soon. Tonight I'm going to drain you dry!" With a seductive smile, she knelt between my legs and continued to suck my penis, sometimes sucking hard, sometimes gently licking the head of my penis, and sometimes swallowing all my testicles. I was thoroughly enjoying it.

My lust was soaring that I couldn't wait to get my gun on the field and have a good time with Xiaoqian. My mouth was dry, so I said to Xiaoqian: Go get your brother a glass of water, he wants to drink some.

Xiaoqian, mimicking a breastfeeding woman, wantonly cupped her large breasts, saying, "Baby, come here, I have milk."

I held her, gently cupping her large breasts, slowly sucking, sometimes biting her small nipples with my teeth, sometimes squeezing her two nipples together, frantically sucking on them.
Xiaoqian, like a harlot, cried out on the bed, "Ah...oh...ah...so good..." She gripped my large penis with both hands and continued to give me oral sex. I noticed that Xiaoqian had also tied her long hair into a ponytail, and watching her head move up and down on my penis, I felt even hotter. Grabbing her ponytail, I thrust my penis hard until it reached deep into her throat.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

Watching Xiaoxi spit out my huge cock, a long line of fluid dripping onto her large breasts—a mixture of my semen and Xiaoxi's saliva—Xiaoxi got tired and lay down on the bed, saying she was exhausted. But with my lust raging, how could I let her rest? I lifted Xiaoxi's legs, raised my long spear, and slowly inserted it into her plump, yet not greasy, little hole.

Xiaoxi's hole was already overflowing with fluid; the warm hole enveloped my already discolored cock, and I felt incredibly good. Ignoring Xiaoxi's feelings, I increased my speed and thrust harder. Each time I pulled out, I could see the tender red flesh of Xiaoxi's vagina, further stimulating me.

Xiaoxi also started moaning on the bed, constantly groaning: "Ah...ah...oh...come on...harder...brother...fuck me to death..." Seeing Xiaoxi gripping the sheets, I knew she was about to climax, because I could clearly feel the increasing amount of fluid in her vagina, getting hotter and hotter.

Suddenly, a gush of scalding liquid sprayed onto my glans, feeling incredibly good. I knew Xiaoxi had climaxed. I thrust in and out vigorously, and she kept saying, "Faster, fuck me, fuck me to death!" I got more and more excited, thrusting for a full half hour. She stuck her ass up, saying, "Brother, I can't take it anymore, your cock is too big." "

Stick your ass up, you can't do anything about it, I haven't had enough yet."

I made her kneel on the ground from behind, her naked ass sticking up.

I thrust my cock in again. I held her ass with one hand and rubbed her clitoris with the other. The woman slowly crawled onto the ground under my thrusts. Her ass was so big I could only insert half my cock. Ejaculating like that wasn't enough. I said, fucking her pussy. "

Shoot in my mouth, I can't take it anymore!" She sat up and took my cock into her mouth until I ejaculated.

She wouldn't let go of my penis, licking the head with her tongue. She stroked the base of my penis with one hand, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I ejaculated powerfully, shooting deep into Xiaoxi's throat. She drank it all and licked my penis clean. I checked my phone—wow, we'd been at it for two hours!
I was tired then, so I carried Xiaoxi to the bed, covered her with a blanket, and crawled under the covers myself, hugging her from behind, playing with her breasts, slowly savoring the feeling of being in heaven.

After that, we lived like lovers, like partners. We were the same kind of people; finding such love in this chaotic city is a blessing in life~ (My personal experience).

[The End]

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