Chengdu Woman C

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I had just broken up with my girlfriend when I graduated. Having some money at the beginning, I spent all my nights online, which led me to meet quite a few women. Initially, the intention to sleep with them wasn't strong, so many of the friends I met during that time remain good friends to this day, including those I later slept with. The first person I slept with was someone I felt a deep connection with; let's call her C. When I met C, I knew she had a husband and daughter. At that time, my morals hadn't deteriorated to the point they are now, and I didn't initially have any expectations of anything happening between us.

C was from Chengdu, possessing the delicate charm of a Chengdu woman, and her voice was sweet and coquettish—a tone I rarely heard in the north. Rarity makes things precious, and I liked her from the start. Although I hadn't seen her picture at that time, I imagined what she looked like. She said she and her husband had a good relationship and were very happy. We were always very civilized online, never discussing anything related to sex. Later, after my training ended, my second business trip was to Chengdu. The first thing I did upon arriving was call her. I was staying at the Lhasa Grand Hotel at the time, which was quite nice then, but it's declined now. She came to the hotel to see me after work.

C was very petite. When we first met, there were only two of us in the room, and it was a little awkward. After a few minutes, she said she had to pick up her daughter. I thought she didn't like me very much. After dinner, she said she was going to take a shower. I was as excited as when I got into university. C came out wearing a towel. She told me to shower too, but I wasn't really interested and just rinsed off quickly. She asked if I had condoms. I hadn't prepared any, so I said no. "Oh," she looked a little disappointed. I said, "It's okay, I'll go buy some." I wasn't familiar with Chengdu, and it took me a while to find a place selling contraceptives near a bus station. When I came back, C was watching TV. I couldn't show that I was in a hurry, so I just sat on the bed and chatted with her. At first, I held her hand. Her hand was small and soft, and she didn't object. Later, I slowly went further and touched her breasts. She closed her eyes and looked like she was enjoying it. C was my most compatible lover, and someone I always missed. Every time I went to Chengdu, I would visit her. I caressed her breasts, and later I simply pulled back the blanket. Her hand reached under my body and touched my penis, which disappointed me. The next day, C called me and invited me to dinner that night.

When I came back from dinner, she said she was going to take a shower. I was as excited as when I got into university. C came out wearing a towel and she told me to shower too, but I wasn't really interested and just rinsed off quickly. She asked if I had any condoms. I hadn't prepared any, so I said no. "Oh," she looked a little disappointed. I said, "It's okay, I'll go buy some." I wasn't familiar with Chengdu, and it took me a while to find a place selling contraceptives near a bus station. When I came back, C was watching TV. I couldn't show that I was in a hurry, so I just sat on the edge of the bed and chatted with her. At first, I held her hand. Her hand was small and soft, and she didn't object. Later, I slowly went further and touched her breasts. She closed her eyes and looked like she was enjoying it. C was the one I had the best sexual chemistry with, and the one I always cherish. Every time I went to Chengdu, I would visit her. I would caress her breasts, and later I would simply pull back the blanket. Her hand would reach under my body and touch my penis. — Over the years, many things have faded from my memory, like a watercolor painting in damp air, the lines blurred. But my first time with C remains exceptionally clear in my repeated recollections. C didn't have the shyness of a young girl, and she wasn't even the promiscuous type. From my interactions with C, I even felt that she was a very traditional woman. Perhaps I left a stain on C's life, but perhaps I was also a bright spot in her life worth remembering.

The first time I was with C, she was even guiding me. After she helped me take off my pants, she took my penis into her mouth. I had done this with my ex-girlfriend before, but C's actions still surprised and delighted me. Because I hadn't done it in a long time, I was about to ejaculate a few minutes after entering her. C had me lie down, and she was on top of me. She said, "Little brother, I'll move slowly, will that make you more comfortable?" I'll probably never forget those words; I don't know why, but they touched me. The best thing about making love with C is the lack of pressure. You don't have to worry about not satisfying her, about your technique being bad, or about her constantly bothering you. It's purely a physical pleasure. She gently responds to your thrusts, and when you can't keep up, she smiles and encourages you in her soft voice.

C has a great figure, except for

a little bit of fat on her lower abdomen. She showed me their family photo. Her daughter is five years old and spends most of her time with her maternal grandmother. Her husband is a car salesman in a city in Sichuan, and he comes home almost every week. I could tell that C's feelings for her husband were somewhat distant, but C didn't want to talk much about him, and I didn't ask. Her daughter, however, was quite mischievous and very cute. She was very open during sex, without any shyness, which made me start to misunderstand her, thinking she was the kind of person who was promiscuous. During my time in Chengdu, C would sometimes text me saying, "I want to have sex, pick me up tonight." She would tease me so much that I couldn't concentrate on work for an entire afternoon, and of course, I couldn't easily give in to her that night. The first time we had sex, she said her daughter was at her grandmother's house and she was going to pick her up that day, so she went home quickly. After getting home, she texted me saying it was the most comfortable sex she'd had in years. I felt a little ashamed; she had been the one who satisfied me, and I hadn't lasted long enough.

A few days later, I initially thought it was just a passing fancy and didn't have much hope of being with her again. But that day online, I teased her, saying I wanted to visit her, and she actually gave me her address and asked when I would arrive. I wouldn't have dared to go to a stranger I'd never met online. I didn't know the way, so I didn't drive and took a taxi to her house. When I arrived at the entrance of her residential complex, I saw her waiting for me by the roadside. Although it was spring, the nights in Chengdu were still a bit chilly, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Chengdu taxi drivers are quite amusing. He probably sensed something was wrong and said to me, "This girl is pretty good, but young man, you should take care of yourself.

" I said she was my sister, and he said, "Hello, hello, hello, you know how to care for your younger brother." I almost fainted from anger.

C had taken her daughter to her mother's house. This was one of the more enjoyable times C and I had. On the way to her house, including in the car, my penis was hard the whole time. When I saw her, as we walked through the net at the entrance of the complex, C saw me. At the entrance to the building, she playfully touched my penis. I was so aroused by her that I pressed her against the wall, caressed her, and kissed her. She was scared and begged me to go to her house, saying I could do whatever I wanted with her. At her house, we started having sex on the sofa. Her legs were already wet, and I penetrated her easily. This time I didn't use a condom, and she didn't object. After all, it was direct physical contact, and she seemed to enjoy it immensely. Her moans made my heart melt. C speaks Sichuan dialect during sex, and many of her rougher words sound quite pleasant to me. I still love listening to Sichuan dialect to this day. Sex with C is very comfortable; there's no pressure. We feel like we were a couple from a past life, everything is so harmonious and natural. I won't go into specific details to avoid any suspicion of pornography. That night, C asked me to stay at her house, but I didn't dare. I'm a very heavy sleeper, and if her husband came home, I probably wouldn't wake up until he was about to kill me. I made up an excuse and left.

I was supposed to relax over the weekend, but I was in the middle of negotiating a major provincial project. Our client relationships mainly came from Lao Cao, who was based locally. Suddenly, we received a tip that a competitor was cultivating relationships with a telecom leader in a key city. The leader there had already shown a shift in attitude when reporting to the provincial company. Lao Cao panicked because we had always considered this city a core client. Our goal was to retain our core clients and attract mid-tier clients. Now that our mid-tier clients were unstable, how could we allow our core clients to waver? It turned out to be a false alarm, but it terrified us. Lao Cao called me, frantic. We decided to immediately visit the local telecom leader. I was responsible for helping them with business and technical matters. Since it was a new product, Lao Cao didn't trust the staff at the provincial office. Lao Cao is very straightforward and unafraid to offend people, often offending colleagues. But he's the oldest and most senior, so no one can really do anything about it. I know that Lao Cao acts this way because he has good client relationships; many high-level executives need him to coordinate. But his temperament has prevented him from getting promoted; he's still just an account manager. Before that, I had also met with C, hoping to relax with him over the weekend. There was nothing I could do, so I told C to stay home and not to look for her. Unexpectedly, C said she'd never been to City A before, even though it's in our province. I thought about it and figured taking her wouldn't be a big deal, so I took her with me. To my surprise, I was worried Lao Cao would ask, but he seemed oblivious. It seems experience counts; he understands everything, so there's no need to ask. Once we arrived in City A, I settled C into a hotel. We didn't rush to find the boss; instead, we asked a junior manager we had a good relationship with to sound him out, but he didn't find anything unusual. He said he hadn't heard anything.

We didn't know if he was telling the truth, or if he had also been bribed by the competition, or if he was also being kept in the dark.

City A is our stronghold, and I know our competitors are probably even more nervous now. Our contact with local leaders has likely been under their watchful eyes. I suggested that regardless of whether there's any truth to it, we should proactively reach out to the local CEO. That way, if our competitors really have ulterior motives, they won't be so confident and will likely panic to some extent. Then we can observe their actions and get a general idea. Old Cao didn't quite agree with my suggestion, but he couldn't come up with a good idea either. I knew Old Cao was a bit confused. In the end, we had no choice but to go along with it. Let me describe Old Cao's appearance first. I don't know if you remember Zhang Jian, the swimmer. Old Cao looks a bit like him, especially in terms of physique, although I guess Old Cao's body is mostly fat. He's also a bit balding, and his hair is cut very short. He doesn't look young, but he's quite clean, and with his light-colored designer casual clothes, he still has a certain charm. We went to the CEO's office. Since it was our day off, the CEO seemed a bit busy, but he agreed to have dinner with us that evening. It was just past 3 pm, so we planned to go back to the hotel to discuss things. Old Cao had been dealing with this boss for years. The boss's surname was Ping, and Old Cao had known him since Ping was the operations director. They said they'd go back to the hotel to discuss it, but given Old Cao's temperament, he always preferred to make decisions on his own unless absolutely necessary. I was just helping him with the details. Less than half an hour later, I was back in my room.

C, who rarely travels out of town, was quite excited to be in City A. She was wearing pajamas and probably bored in her room. She opened the door as soon as I knocked. I asked what if it was someone else. She said she was waiting and wouldn't turn anyone away.

Because I was still a bit nervous, influenced by Old Cao, I wanted to climb onto the bed as soon as I got to the room. C said, "Honey, you've worked so hard. Let me give you a massage," which touched me. She

straddled me, massaging my shoulders and back. She said I should take off my clothes to feel more comfortable. I was down to my shorts, and when she sat on my waist, I felt direct skin-to-skin contact. I followed the hem of her pajamas and realized she wasn't wearing anything underneath. I smiled at her, and she smiled back, her face turning red—she was incredibly cute. I asked, "Have you thought about it?

" She nodded, giggling. Slowly, I caressed her breasts and her body; her face flushed. I pulled down her underwear, and she, holding onto my penis, slowly sat down, her eyes half-closed. Later, I penetrated her from behind. This time, she cried out loudly because we weren't at home.

C and I had a good attitude towards each other and never made excessive demands. I only bought her clothes a few times, which cost a bit; she never mentioned anything else. We knew we were destined to be just passersby in each other's lives. In the hotel, I asked C, "How does your husband do it to you?" She said, "He's practically just doing his job, except those few days when he comes back from out of town, he's like a hungry wolf." My sex life with C was actually quite conservative and traditional; compared to the frenzy I had with those young girls later, it was like an antique. After we finished, C didn't like to wear clothes and spent the whole afternoon seducing me naked, which made me go all the way with her. Before we were finished, Lao Cao knocked on the door. I quickly put on some underwear, and C covered herself with the blanket. Lao Cao said it was almost time, and we should go over first. But I wasn't done yet, and I felt a little guilty bringing someone along, so I didn't dare say anything and just went. C was left alone in the hotel. I was still a little worried about her when I left, so I left her the room key and told her to sign the bill for dinner that night. It was just before 6 pm, and it was still quite bright in the summer. Lao Cao chose the most famous entertainment venue in the area, I think it was called Heaven on Earth, or something like that, but I can't quite remember. As soon as we entered, a manager-looking person came to greet us. The people here are obviously very good at handling things; he greeted us with, "Hey, Brother Yong, long time no see! Come on in, come on in. Xiao Zhang, Brother Yong is here!" Then a young woman came out, around 20 years old, very delicate and petite, with a naturally smiling face, very cute. She called out, "Brother Yong! Long time no see! And this handsome guy is...?" She led us inside. It was clear that Lao Cao was a regular customer, having spent a lot of company money here. Lao Cao said, "Oh, the customer hasn't arrived yet, this is my younger brother." Xiao Zhang naturally took Lao Cao's hand, giving the impression of a close relationship. I initially thought Xiao Zhang was working there for sex, but after going inside, I realized she wasn't; she was just guiding customers. But how long could she keep this up in such an environment? Later, I heard from Lao Cao that she had also gone into prostitution.

Upon arriving at the private room, we found it was a suite, with a smaller inner room and a larger outer room, and then a large pool where people could swim. The door to the smaller private room was open; it seemed to have a wooden tub and a bed—the facilities were decent, but it felt a bit small. Xiao Zhang asked, "How's this one?" Lao Cao said, "Great." Xiao Zhang said, "Have a good time, brothers. I'll go call the manager." A short while later, the person who had greeted us at the door came over. "Brother Yong, how would you like to have fun today? I'll arrange the best for you?" Despite his obsequious manner with clients, Lao Cao still had a bit of a bossy air here. He lowered his head without speaking, but winked at me, "You have good taste, you choose." I'd never actually chosen girls for anyone before, and I was a little nervous. The manager brought in a group of girls, at least 20 in total; the room was overflowing. I think Lu Xun once said that a respectable woman needs a touch of allure to be attractive, while a prostitute needs to have some of the qualities of a respectable woman to be attractive. That's roughly the idea, and I think it's very accurate. I watched for a while, all those girls dressed up and pushing their way to the front. It was pointless; nobody likes women who cut in line. I saw a quiet but sweet-looking girl at the back, and I pointed at her. The manager, seeing me take so long, assumed I wasn't interested and waved her away. I wondered what was going on—I hadn't finished choosing yet! Just as one group left, another group with the same number of items came in. Without further ado, I quickly chose two more, and then they both left. I also ordered a bottle of red wine and some snacks. A little while later, the boss arrived; we called him Manager Zhang. I initially thought we should go out to greet him, but Lao Cao said we shouldn't be too ostentatious; it wouldn't be good for Manager Zhang. He's right; you have to be discreet in places like this. This Manager Zhang, with a technical background, was over 50, not very tall, and had a receding hairline. He didn't seem too harsh to me, and I later became quite friendly with him. Despite his high position, Mr. Zhang is actually quite a rough man. He drinks a glass of wine costing over 2000 yuan one after another, which is a bit pitiful, haha. Old Cao isn't much better, so I had to keep him company, drinking and chatting, slowly letting things out. I realized my previous worries were unnecessary. Mr. Zhang wasn't wavering on the contract, and as long as he didn't change his mind, that was fine. I could tell Old Cao was much more at ease. A few young women sat next to us, watching us talk business without daring to interrupt. The one next to me had her arm around mine, and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra; her breasts were pressed against my arm, and I couldn't help but feel a little tempted. A bottle of wine was quickly finished. Old Cao said, "Want another one?" Mr. Zhang quickly stopped him. Old Cao knew Mr. Zhang's drinking capacity and style; he could only drink for a while, and after half an hour, he couldn't hold on anymore. Old Cao said, "Let a beauty help Mr. Zhang take a bath." Mr. Zhang didn't stand on ceremony and followed the woman to the innermost room. Old Cao put me in the room next to General Manager Zhang's, telling me to "be smart." I knew Old Cao was confident about the contract and wanted me to keep an eye on General Manager Zhang while he had some fun. There was a wooden tub in the room, and the girl I went in with later told me her name was Xiaoping. Xiaoping suggested that bathing in the tub was quite comfortable, and I took her advice. Xiaoping seemed quite well-mannered; she said she was still in school, which I didn't quite believe, but even if she wasn't a college student, she was still quite polite. She went outside to get someone to adjust the tub, and then she came over to help me undress. I was a little uncomfortable with this, so I said I'd undress myself, and she smiled mischievously. After I finished undressing, I went back inside and saw her still standing there. She said, "Don't look, I'll undress myself too," and I smiled. A moment later, I felt her enter the tub from behind, hugging me from behind, her breasts pressing against my back. I pulled her from behind and had her sit on my lap. To be fair, Ping was quite pretty, but she was in this line of work. She chatted with me, saying I was the youngest person there. I asked her if she liked it, and

she said she did. She said that people who come here are usually like Mr. Zhang, but that's good, it's not too tiring, you just need to be a little proactive to complete the task. She smiled shyly as she said this, resting her face on my shoulder. I didn't have sex with Ping that day, even though she seduced me and wanted to have sex with me, but I was worried about the woman next door, and I also had a natural aversion to this kind of paid sex. I only touched her, and Ping seemed to feel that I had hurt her self-esteem, repeatedly telling me that she was really a student and rarely worked in this industry. Ping said that she used to work as a waitress here, but she only earned 1,000 a month, while she could earn 1,000 a night doing this. Under the encouragement of her classmate who worked with her, she lost her virginity.

When I got home that night, I felt for the first time how obviously different a married woman and a young girl were. Although C's body still had its charm, it was completely different from a young girl's body. Each had its own advantages. Having just hugged a young girl, and now with a beautiful married woman in front of me, I couldn't help but vent all the anger I had been holding back on C. C was so wet from being fucked that her moans could probably be heard throughout the entire corridor

. Later she said she wanted more, so I

unzipped , exposing my genitals. She spread her legs and sat on me. We did it for a while, but I wasn't satisfied, so I had her hug a tree, stick her butt out, and I fucked her from behind. Because there was no one around, she screamed loudly. This time we really enjoyed it.

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