My life after I'm discharged from the military

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She's come three times already, once a day, yelling at me for half an hour each time. Okay, she'll be leaving in 10 minutes.
So I pulled the blanket over my head.
It's been two years since I was discharged from the army. I'm nearsighted. When I was in the army, I had someone help me get a job. Four years after my discharge, when I tried to get into the railway, I discovered that while I had circumvented the rules, I didn't get a resettlement card. I'm not even as good as an unregistered soldier. My family asked around, and they said that the red card costs 50,000 yuan to get one, 50,000… So, I used all my discharge pay and borrowed some money to become a proud railway worker. This was my first job. I worked there for four months, until one day when I went to get the stationmaster's signature, he didn't knock on the door. For more exciting content, please visit: www.de_deai.c0m.
Actually, I didn't see anything, except for the white buttocks of the female office director, who was sitting upright on the lap of the stationmaster, her upper body neatly dressed. 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 x colleagues passing by, it was wrong of the stationmaster's wife finding out, but this was work time!! Don't you have the money for that?!
In fact, the stationmaster not only had the money for hotel rooms, but also the ability to transfer me to work as a plumber under his most loyal henchman—carrying pipes and stuff, the reason being that I was a veteran of the field army, physically strong, and should be placed in the most suitable position.
Just think about it, I would rather take sick leave than continue working here, and you'll understand the situation.
I don't know any tricks, I don't know how to flatter, I'm not good at socializing, I have no capital to do business, and I have no connections. Four years of military service left me with nothing but a good physique, good physical strength, and good comrades!
So I got a new job as a security guard at the city's largest supermarket. I loved it; it allowed me to get handsy with the cashier, Lili, who loved listening to my boasting. Lili was 22, not very tall, but had a good figure and an average appearance. What was most attractive about her was her innocent charm… well, that's just how people who didn't know her saw her.
I could also chat and joke with the supervisor, Sister Na, who was 32, tall, had a great figure, loved heavy makeup, and was most notable for her captivating, alluring eyes. She was easygoing and quite interested in me.
Thus, my work and life underwent a complete transformation. Any job I ever did… I don't want to think about it anymore. I've been lying in my tiny rented bedroom, barely three square meters, staring for an hour at the moldy, peeling paint on the corner of the wall, my stomach empty. Of course, there are no flowers there, only a black-backed spider frantically weaving its web. I can't go out for dinner because the landlady has been banging and yelling at the door for twenty minutes. I really want to go out and give that 1.6-meter-tall, 100-kilogram shrew a good slap, but I owe her… a month and three days' rent.
Everything's pretty good except for the low salary. The cashier, Lili, has smaller breasts than the supervisor, Sister Na, but they're firm. Thinking about this makes me miss that time I was with Sister Na in the supermarket warehouse, checking stock. That day, Sister Na was wearing a black work uniform, her pencil skirt tightly hugging her big butt. She beckoned to me, "Handsome, come check the stock with me!" So I happily followed her, walking behind her so I could openly glance at her butt.
A fully mature young woman is just different. Her buttocks and breasts sway back and forth when she bends over, making her look incredibly alluring. In her daily life, Sister Na tells more dirty jokes than I do. Sometimes she'll pat my butt and exaggerate, "Oh my, so firm!" Then she'll giggle and use her alluring eyes to seduce me, making my heart race.
Everyday life is mundane, but today, entering the warehouse, she stirred me so intensely… While checking the inventory, it turned into a burning mess. The feeling was wonderful; once I had her, I didn't want to let go. So I pulled her into my arms, kneading her breasts and kissing her. She whispered, barely a mosquito's buzz, "No~," as she retreated, sitting 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 and saying, "So strong!" That soul-stirring voice seemed like a battle cry. I pounced on her, lifting her legs and thrusting deeply. The wet, hot sensation gripped my penis. I stood firmly, not moving. She let out a suppressed "Ah!" and opened her mouth, her hands gripping my back tightly, murmuring, "So~ thick, ah~ all the way in~" I~ "Please, 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 my piston-like movements. When I was in the army, I was in the field; five 100s were just an appetizer. If the squad leader was in a good mood, he'd do 500 push-ups. My mood was poor, and I did sit-ups upside down. After being discharged from the army, that bastard stationmaster at the railway station assigned me to work on plumbing pipes. I've been training non-stop for years, and the high-intensity training has given me incredible stamina. Meeting a seasoned and experienced woman like Sister Na, I, who hadn't tasted meat in a long time, was revitalized. A fierce battle ensued, and in the end, Sister Na, unaware of her climax, began to beg for mercy with her watery eyes. I lifted her thigh with my arm, pressed myself against her, and while thrusting, I whispered in her ear: "Sister Na, can I cum inside you?" She closed her eyes, frowned, grabbed my hand, and whispered in a low voice, "Cum, cum... I have an IUD... Cum, cum, ah~ ah~ ah~ Cum inside me~ ah~ ah... harder... ah... ah..." I rode on one of her thighs, thrusting wildly. Sister Na, head down and mouth open, cried out in a hoarse voice, "Fuck me ah ah~ ah~" Ah~ I want it~, I'm coming~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah… Following her, I clenched my thighs and tightened my buttocks, and I roared as I ejaculated all of my semen into Sister Na's water curtain cave. We rested for a while, cleaned up the battlefield, tore off the sheets, and walked out of the storeroom one after the other.
The fat woman at the door was still cursing, threatening me that if I didn't pay her rent, she would blah blah blah… I turned over and thought of the cashier girl at the front desk, Lili, this 22-year-old slut. She looked innocent, but she was actually more slutty and experienced than Sister Na, who was 32. Sister Na got married early; her husband was a scaffolder, a bodyguard from Northeast China. The heating project has benefited a large number of people. A typical scaffolder can easily earn 100,000 or 200,000 yuan a year. The problem is, he was too proud and injured his back last year, and itching to get back to work for a year. His sexual ability is fine, but he's afraid to use force. He can only rely on Sister Na to oral or masturbate him. Sister Na has to take care of herself, which is why I was able to have sex. But Lili is an unprecedentedly slutty woman. I say this because I've seen at least two colleagues drag her to the storage room to have sex. I never use a condom with Sister Na... I know she seems quite flirtatious, but actually doesn't have a wide social circle. This slut Lili is different. When I sleep with her, I always use a condom. She even said she wasn't comfortable. I don't care if you're comfortable or not, just don't get pregnant. This little slut is a gem. Why do I say that? According to her, starting at age 10, she would have vaginal discharge every morning. She had to rub herself with the blanket between her legs to feel relieved. She thought it was a disease, and no one dared to tell her. At 21, after being with someone she liked, she realized it was just hornyness, and afterwards, she couldn't control it. She needed to be fucked every day to feel good, sometimes once in the morning and once in the afternoon. If no one was around, she would secretly masturbate. I only started flirting with her after I saw her masturbating once. I didn't expect it to be so easy to get her to do it. After we got to know each other, she told me about it. I asked her how many men she had slept with from age 21 to 22. She thought for a moment and said, more than ten. Some were online friends, some were from nightclubs, and some were colleagues. The most enjoyable time was when the guy she met at the nightclub was on drugs. We fucked from 10 pm until 4 am the next morning. (Note: The content in parentheses is a true story!) This woman was extremely skilled in bed, but what was truly exceptional was her youth and rapid orgasms, one after another, without any control, leaving her exhausted. I treated her purely as a sex partner; whenever Sister Na was unavailable, I would pull her in for some fun. At her request, I even had a threesome with her with my comrades. That night was incredibly exciting! Her oral skills weren't great, but she was very dedicated, clearly trying to learn. She was even willing to do deep throat. Watching her squinting her eyes while sucking my penis, her little hands stroking, kneading my balls, stroking my penis, licking my anus, while my comrades were fucking her from behind—she was truly exceptional! For more exciting content, please visit: www.de_deai.c0m
Life at the supermarket was peaceful and blissful until one day, I lightly pushed a woman who was about to hit a cashier. I swear I really just wanted to separate that old woman, but she reacted as if I had kicked her in the head with a 180° spinning kick, rolling on the ground.
Three supermarket staff members came but couldn't get her to stand up, until two police officers arrived. Although she wasn't seriously injured, because the video showed me pushing her, the supermarket had to pay her 2000 yuan... which was deducted from my salary. After settling the rest of my wages... I lost my job again.

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