The modeling schools I've swept up

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Before writing this article, let me reflect on my sex life. In my previous post about the lewd little nurse, I mentioned having had over a hundred women, which some netizens found
skeptical . Today, having some free time, I did some calculations before writing this article, and I was quite surprised: I lost my virginity right after the college entrance exam, so before university, I only had one woman.
In my freshman year, I had a beautiful flight attendant girlfriend, the absolute best of the best, which made me look down on everyone else. Plus, I was really innocent back then, and
the timing wasn't right for me to mess around. So, before my sophomore year, I only had two women. In my sophomore year, I broke up with the flight attendant, and the pain was excruciating. I changed completely, becoming cynical, chasing after
younger girls, having affairs with older girls, one-night stands in bars, and looking for respectable women on QQ. Except for prostitution, I tried almost everything. By the time I graduated, I counted, and I
had a total of 43. I can't remember exactly who they were, only the number 43.
My first year after graduating from university was spent struggling to survive, and I only had one woman—a pitifully small number. The second year, things turned around; I gained some power and money,
and had more free time, so the number of women started to increase. Between my second and third years, I had about thirty women in total.
Then came marriage. My ex-wife was very strict then, and in the three years of my marriage, I only went out for casual affairs about five or six times. I started soliciting prostitutes around that time.
Then Su Xiao came along, and I divorced her (see the previous post, "My Deadly Love Affair with a Virgin Flight Attendant"). During my year with Su Xiao, I was very chaste and didn't
sleep with any women. I refused many women who tried to seduce me; looking back, I was really foolish. After Su Xiao left, I started my own company. Young, beautiful, and rich, I spent
my days bars and nightclubs, living like this for three years. During those three years, I had a new woman almost every week. One woman a week might
not seem like much, but if you do the math: one a week, four a month, nearly 50 a year, and 150 in three years. Many of them were quite
beautiful , the kind I liked, and later became friends with benefits or lovers. Back then, we basically had sex four or five days a week, but I was physically strong, so nothing serious happened
. The good days ended after Boss Yin appeared (see "My Indulgent Past with a Top-Tier Handsome Man" for details). Then I went to Hainan Daxin to start a business, and in two years
I slept with five or six female colleagues, three or four decent women I hooked up with, two nurses, and had three one-night stands at bars. Including my current wife, that's about 15 women
.
So, 43 + 30 + 5 + 150 + 15 = 243. The exact numbers will definitely fluctuate, but it's likely there will be some omissions, not extras.
Today's story is about my imperial life in the second year after graduation, when everything was going smoothly for me. At that time, I was working at a large local magazine.
My penis was too big and too hard, and Xiaorou had no experience in long-term sex, which caused her pain and sadness. Xiaorou's juices dried up quickly, and the pleasure of thrusting decreased.
What I wanted was that her figure was the most devilish under the tight clothes, with a prominent bust and buttocks, her breasts probably a C cup, and her buttocks sticking out high. When I saw her, my penis was
hard. In the first year, I was the lowest-level salesperson, earning 500 yuan a month, so little that I couldn't even afford to eat. In the second year, I successfully achieved a five-level jump through my own efforts (
3 million was a lot), and the boss was very happy, so he trusted me a lot.
That magazine focused on leisure and lifestyle, so it covered a wide range of topics, and about three or four issues a year featured handsome men on the cover. At the beginning, we would go out on the street to pick up girls.
I sprayed my face with it, and when I licked it, it didn't taste strange. It tasted exactly the same as my love juice.
I looked for amateurs, but later I found that amateurs had too many shortcomings: First, they didn't have a good sense of the camera, so no matter how pretty they were, it was useless. Secondly, ordinary people are too wary. Most don't believe us when we say we're shooting for
a magazine They go to the magazine office for all sorts of consultations, then go home and discuss it with their families – it's all very troublesome.
So, we decided to work with a professional modeling agency. I chose a modeling school and called the owner beforehand. We
met as scheduled and had a great conversation. Our magazine would publish two pages of advertising space for them each month, and they would provide us with one model each month for a cover shoot or client photoshoots.
It was a win-win-win situation: our magazine didn't need to spend money on models anymore, and we didn't have to search the streets for beauties every month. The modeling agency promoted itself and expanded
its influence . The models gained fame, appeared on the cover, and became popular.
The first two issues were very successful; the models on the cover received numerous photoshoot offers. Many companies that saw our magazine contacted us for the models' contact information,
hoping to earn a lot of money. We charge about 10,000 for a photoshoot, 500 for the photographer, and 1,000 to 2,000 for the models depending on the situation.
We 7,000 to 8,000 for ourselves. I estimate that those models have increased their income by at least 10,000 per month. Our magazine is also more beautiful. The modeling agencies are even happier. The short,
fat boss greeted me with a big smile. After the advertisement was published, the student activity at his school improved significantly.
During the third phase, I went to the modeling school. The owner enthusiastically invited me to make tea. As usual, I first wanted to copy some models' photos to take back for the art
editor to choose from. The owner waved me over and told me to turn on the computer myself. When I turned it on, I suddenly discovered many hidden files. Clicking on them, I found they were all from video cameras, numbered
with excitement. I hurriedly copied all the files, then quickly pieced them together. I was so excited! I couldn't tell at first, so I selected a model's photo album and placed it in the center of the screen. This way, the first thing you saw on the screen was me copying the photos; you had to look very
closely to notice the small dot in the lower right corner where I was copying the video.
I went back to have tea and chat with my boss for about half an hour. I went to the computer and checked; the video and photos were copied. I changed the file properties
back to hidden and unseen, and then left.
On the way, I couldn't control my excitement and called my boss, saying I wasn't feeling well and wanted to go home and sleep. My boss, of course, agreed without hesitation.
Actually, at that time, besides the boss, I had the most power in the whole company, so there was no need to call. Maybe I was just feeling guilty, haha.
No problem.
When I got home and turned on the computer, as expected, everything was... The video was of models sleeping with their bosses, all sorts of scandalous affairs, involving about seven or eight models. After looking through
it all, I had a rough idea of who to choose, but I didn't explain who I wanted. Instead, I gave the models my phone number and explained my requirements for the shoot. I told them it
was normal for them to hit me; for models to get ahead, they needed the boss's support. Whoever the boss wanted to model for them was the one who got to model. Those who didn't obey would only be forced to walk the runway in public wedding dress shows, exhausted
and getting a measly two or three hundred yuan a day.
Excited, I watched all the videos and even masturbated twice. Later (my god), I thought about it and
realized I still had a good chance of working with the models, so I devised a plan.
The following month, when I went to the modeling agency, I told the fat boss that choosing models just by looking at photos wasn't ideal; I wanted to choose in person. The boss treated me like a cash cow, so of course he agreed.
They lined up all the models and let me choose. To be honest, I was a little nervous. I'm 173cm tall, and the shortest female model was 170cm, the tallest over 100cm.
Walking in the middle, I was definitely standing out like a chicken among cranes!
I volunteered by phone.
Afterwards, I thought about it repeatedly. There was one named Xiaorou who was my favorite. She was pretty, had a good figure, and was around 175cm tall, not too tall
. I almost got an erection.
I could earn an extra ten thousand yuan a month from photo shoots.
Xiaorou was one of them. I secretly laughed half the night, happily imagining the models under me and masturbating several times.
The next day, I found a place that... It was a nice hotel. I booked a suite and messaged each of them to bring their own swimsuits.
When the first girl arrived, I was a little shy, but she boldly changed into her swimsuit and posed provocatively in front of me, which aroused me greatly. My
penis was constantly hard, thankfully the table blocked the view, so it wasn't too embarrassing. I pretended to pose for her in various ways to take pictures, saying I'd take them back for the art editor to choose from.
With the second girl, I became more open, actively asking them to change into their swimsuits and then asking about their measurements, even specifically asking about their bra size. I don't know if this was part of
their modeling profession . Whether it was for work or something else, they were all very open about it. Perhaps for them, sleeping with various bosses every day was normal, so my problem
was nothing. Xiaorou was the last one; I arranged it intentionally. It was already past 11 PM when it was Xiaorou's turn. After Xiaorou changed into her swimsuit, I once again admired
my own taste. Xiaorou's figure was undoubtedly the best. She had an oval face, curved eyebrows, and a very pure appearance, like Zhou Dongyu. She had cherry lips,
a high nose bridge, and slightly deep-set eyes, like a Uyghur girl. Her breasts were full, at least a C cup, and she wasn't wearing a bra with support, but... A girl with cleavage between her breasts
.
I made Xiaorou walk in circles and even had her strike a pose. Seeing that made my dick instantly hard. After the shoot, Xiaorou asked me when the final
results would be available. I said probably tomorrow. She then asked who made the final decision.
I looked at her with a mischievous smile and said, "Of course, I decide who gets chosen. I'm the operations director, and even the graphic designers have to listen to me." Xiaorou hesitated for a moment, and I continued
, "These models all have good qualifications; the competition is fierce." Xiaorou thought for a moment and whispered, "Can I go on stage?"
At that moment, I decided to go all out and stood up. My penis was so bulging that it made my pants bulge. Xiao Rou definitely saw it immediately, and then shamelessly said, "That depends
on what you do."
Xiao Rou saw my pants right away, her face turned red instantly, and she hesitated for a moment, head down. I stood there, looking at her nonchalantly. I guess I could feel
the pleasure for half a minute, making me groan involuntarily. My penis grew even larger. Xiao Rou swallowed with difficulty, wanting to spit it out. I pressed my penis down with my fingers
, and Xiao Rou slowly walked over, knelt on the ground, and began to undo my belt. "
Come on, I wasn't even wearing underwear that day." Xiao Rou was surprised, but remained silent. He grasped my penis with his hand and began to gently stroke it.
I chose Xiaorou for many reasons. First, she fit my aesthetic; second, those secretly filmed videos didn't include her, making them feel a bit cleaner
. Although I knew that fat bastard wouldn't let this lovely girl go, it still felt better not to see this delicate young woman being pinned down by that fat pig
. Third, I knew Xiaorou was already 23. This age is a hurdle for a model; a model's rise usually begins around 1...22. That
very night, I received calls from seven or eight models. Although this shoot involved swimsuits and some nudity, everyone wanted to participate, not just for fame, but also
because of age. If you're over 24 and haven't had any opportunities to shine, your modeling career is essentially over. I capitalized on Xiaorou's eagerness for fame
, which is why I dared to be so unrestrained.
I watched Xiaorou foolishly masturbating, feeling satisfied, but after waiting for a long time without her putting my penis in her cherry-like mouth, I felt
a little annoyed. I stepped back and said, "How about this, you go back and wait for the call." My tone was clearly dissatisfied.
Xiaorou hung her head in embarrassment for a long time, then raised her head... Looking at my penis, as if making a decision, she grasped it again, gently opened her small mouth, and slowly
took it in. My penis immediately fell into a gentle spot; the glans clearly felt the warm, soft tongue circling it, making circles around the glans.
The soft head of her penis pressed closer, and Xiao Rou couldn't escape, only continuing to swallow and thrust. My penis thrust deeply into Xiao Rou's mouth, and I clearly felt
as if I had touched her throat. Unfortunately, after countless battles, my penis's sensitivity had decreased; unless oral sex was used, it wouldn't be able to penetrate. (This is someone who can give me oral sex, especially since I'm standing up, which makes me even less sensitive.
I penetrated for a full 10 minutes, but I didn't feel like ejaculating. I couldn't help myself, so I helped Xiaorou up, pushed her onto the table, and ripped open her swim trunks.
Xiaorou screamed, and I whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, tomorrow's cover will definitely be yours, I'll buy you new swim trunks." Then, without even taking off her own pants, I penetrated her directly.
Only when I penetrated her did I realize that Xiaorou was already soaking wet. No wonder, a young girl giving oral sex to a man, no matter how unwilling she is,
is ultimately a form of teasing. It's just that Xiaorou's...) She was too tall, about 175cm, and wearing high heels, easily over 10cm. I had to stand on tiptoe to reach her.
After a couple of tries, I got too tired and forcefully pushed Xiaorou down. She lay face down on the table. At that moment, I had my luck and began to slowly feel Xiaorou's vagina.
Xiaorou's vagina was unusually tight. Later, I learned that Xiaorou had only been with three men: her first love, her current boyfriend, and the fat boss. None of them had a bigger penis than me.
Two of her boyfriends had premature ejaculation, and the fat boss wasn't hard enough. So, although Xiaorou had four or five years of sexual experience, she had never actually encountered a truly hard-core woman. It was tight, yet not bony, fleshy and supportive of my penis. Strangely, the very tip of her vagina felt cool and refreshing. Intrigued, I
thrust forward with all my might, my entire penis disappearing into Xiaorou's cunt.
Xiaorou couldn't withstand such a thrust and let out a scream. I didn't care. The four-star hotel suite, booked with public funds, had excellent soundproofing, probably because of
the salesperson-reporter-editor-volunteer editor-operation director. Leading the magazine to successfully break the 3 million mark in annual advertising revenue (in those days).
I pulled out my penis. I had all night to myself, no rush. I picked up Xiaorou and carried her to the bedroom. Despite being 175cm tall, Xiaorou wasn't heavy,
probably only around 10 pounds, with a perfectly proportioned figure.
I tossed her onto the bed. At this point, I was still fully dressed. I stood by the bed, watching Xiaorou curl up on the bed
, shyly closing her legs to hide her vulva from me. Then I slowly took off my clothes until I was completely naked and climbed onto the bed. Xiaorou's swimsuit was still hanging on her body.
I stared intently at Xiaorou's snow-white face, looking down at her, her cleavage clearly visible. The moment her belt was unbuckled, my penis sprang to
life. I grabbed her bra strap and ripped it off.

Xiaorou's two C-cup breasts popped out instantly. Many might say, "A C-cup isn't that big," but as
those who know, due to their tall stature, fashion models generally don't have large breasts, usually around a B-cup, C-cups are rare,
and D-cups are extremely rare. Xiaorou's breasts were truly beautiful, unusually full, even lying on the bed they stood high, leading me to wonder if she'd had breast augmentation,
until I grabbed one and confirmed it was genuine.
Xiaorou's figure is truly exquisite. Her neck is soft and white, her breasts are full and high, her waist is supple, and her thighs are fair
and straight. I lay on top of Xiaorou, playing with her from top to bottom. I played with her 100-centimeter-long legs for ten minutes. At first, Xiaorou was a little embarrassed, but when I started licking and sucking her pink vulva
, she finally couldn't help but let herself go. Her legs clamped my head tightly, pressing it down hard, and her waist began to sway up and down. Her vulva
slid against my mouth and nose. She kept sliding around, using my face as a vibrator, and I was happy to let her be so unrestrained. When it comes to playing with women, I like them a little slutty; interaction makes it more
enjoyable. Necrophilia is okay sometimes, but I couldn't stand encountering a woman who's practically a corpse every day.
Xiao Rou arched for about three or four minutes, then let out a scream, and a gush of fluid gushed from her vagina. It wasn't white, but a slightly milky white, viscous
, slow, but very abundant. This was real squirting; those in Japanese porn films are just using urination to fake it. That was it. I couldn't dodge it, and I didn't expect it either. Her juices flowed freely
. I got up, looked at her with a wicked grin, and said, "You slut, did you enjoy it?" Xiao Rou tilted her head to one side, embarrassed to look at me, but the smile on her lips showed satisfaction.
I gently kneaded Xiao Rou's clitoris, waiting for her to slowly sink into the pleasure of her orgasm.
It was the kind of thing: dos001, dos002… these kinds of things, obviously selfies. Since it was meant to be hidden, it was definitely something shameful. I restrained myself,
but it was still very deep, showing the unusual shape of her breasts. Okay, long, slender legs, perfectly straight. The only thing that bothered me was that Xiaorou had short hair, while I've always preferred long hair.
About a minute later, Xiaorou calmed down and smiled sheepishly at me. I parted her legs, placed the head of my penis against her clitoris, and gently rubbed
it. Her juices soaked my penis; it seemed I wouldn't be dry this time. Xiaorou quickly started panting again, "Ah...oh...ah..." After a while, I felt I'd
had enough, then I thrust my hips forward with a sudden movement!
"Ah!! So good!!"...To be continued

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