【The Girls I Chased Over the Years】(05) Author: Zero Degree Longing

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Author: Zero Degree Longing
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Chapter 5: The Big-Eyed Lolita

Character Introduction: The little lolita is 157cm tall, weighs about 50kg, and is 22 years old.

In March of the year I met Yun'er, I applied for a job as an accountant at a large electronics factory. It was only after arriving at this factory that
I realized how vast China's labor force was. This one factory alone had five or six thousand workers,
and this group had more than a dozen factories in mainland China. Most of
the girls , so picking them up was easy. Sometimes, taking them out to dinner a few times, watching a couple of movies, and buying them a few small gifts
was enough to win them over.

In September of the year I broke up with Yun'er, the factory's sales department hired an assistant. She was chubby, with
big, bright eyes that blinked sharply. Although young, she had a large bust, probably a D
cup . What was most striking about her was her baby face; she was as cute as a porcelain doll. The factory
was large, so the finance department was very specialized, with each person responsible for only one area. After I joined, I was in charge of
accounts receivable, so I interacted with the sales department frequently. That's how I got to know the little girl.

Actually, our relationship was accidental. At first, I didn't have any romantic feelings for her. After all, I had just
broken up with Yun'er and hadn't fully recovered from my previous relationship. The finance and sales departments shared a
large open office with a large aisle in between. The two departments sat facing each other, and
I could . Because I was in a bad mood, I either buried myself in my work or turned around
to chat with the female colleagues behind me.

One day, while chatting, two female colleagues said to me, "That XX across the street probably likes you.
We often see her staring at you." I said, "How could that be? She's like a little doll,
what could she possibly know?" The two women pouted and said, "Look, she's looking at you right now." I turned around and saw that she really
was staring at me. When she realized I was watching her, she hurriedly lowered her head and pretended to be doing something. After observing her a few more times, I
realized it was really as they said.

Because most of the company's products are exported, each of their sales assistants is responsible for several clients.
Every month, they have to come to me to collect blank export invoices, go back to write the invoices, keep the invoice copy, and then return
the other copies to me. In the days that followed, every time the little girl came to collect or return invoices, I would
chat with her for a few minutes, sometimes even joking with her, but that was all.

I remember once jokingly saying, "Are you even old enough to work? Your parents are so heartless,
making you work and earn money at such a young age. You're still a precious flower of our nation!" She glared at me with her almond-shaped eyes and said, "Who said I'm young? I
'm over twenty! I'll show you my ID if you don't believe me, hmph!" She actually reached for her ID, and as she got angry, her large breasts heaved, which I happened to notice. So I stared at her large breasts and smiled mischievously, "No need to take them out, aren't you big enough?" Everyone around us burst into laughter. When she saw me staring at her breasts, she turned red with anger, turned around, and walked away. In the days that followed, I noticed that she always voided and re-issued the invoices she received. Either the invoices were printed crookedly or incorrectly. I asked her, "How do you manage to void all the invoices? It's like printing invoices is free!" She said, "I don't want to either, but the printer keeps breaking down. You can't blame me!" I joked, "You always have so many excuses. If you void them again, I'll spank you." Later, I found out that she deliberately voided the invoices so that she could have more contact with the invoices. She was such a clever little devil. As she bent down to register the invoice information, I noticed that one (factory regulations required everyone to wear work clothes every day; the uniforms were custom-made by the factory, and the quality was terrible, but it did satisfy my habit of peeping at girls' private parts). A large gap was visible, revealing her black lace bra, a patch of snow-white flesh, and a deep cleavage. I was drooling , and my big cock was already pitching a tent. I was fantasizing about whether she was wearing lace panties underneath, and how amazing it would be to have a nipple play with that cleavage. It had been so long since I'd done that. One day in October, I received a text message from the little girl: "Today is my birthday. Can you celebrate with me?" I figured there would be a lot of people at the party, so I agreed without much thought. She texted me the name of the restaurant and said she would wait for me there. After work, I went to a boutique to pick out a gift for her, but I didn't know what she liked, so I was stumped. On the salesperson's recommendation, I bought a large, cute doll. I thought to myself, she looks like , she should like it. Then I carried the gift to the restaurant. When I pushed open the door to the private room, I was shocked. How come she was the only one in the huge room? Did she really like me, or were her other friends not here yet? The little girl saw me and quickly got up to greet me, saying, "You came all this way, why did you bring a gift? Come in and sit down." I handed her the doll and said, "It's your birthday, how could I come empty-handed? I didn't know what you usually like , so I just picked something up. I don't know if you'll like it." The little girl took the doll with a happy face and said, " I like it! I like anything you give me, it's so cute!" I thought to myself, is it really that exaggerated? Would she like a big dick if I gave her one? After I sat down, the little girl called the waiter over so I could order. I said, "What, aren't you waiting for the other friends ?" She said, "I don't have many close friends. The ones I do know all said they couldn't come tonight." I said, "Oh, is that so? Then you order. I like whatever you order; I'm not picky." I thought to myself, if I order something expensive, I'll eat up your entire month's salary, and see what you eat next. After saying that, I pushed the menu in front of her. The little girl didn't insist and ordered a pickled fish, a Sichuan-style chicken soup, a spicy blood curd soup, a prawn soup , and a large bone broth. Then she ordered some cold dishes, which I saw were all things I liked. After ordering, she asked me, "What kind of drinks do you want?" I usually like to have a drink or two, and I thought I'd get her drunk, maybe even have a little fun, so I said, "How about some baijiu?" She readily agreed. Actually, she had her own ulterior motives; she also wanted to take our relationship a step further while she was drunk, so she ordered a bottle of baijiu. After the food and drinks were served, the little girl filled my glass to the brim and poured half a glass for herself.

She said, "That's not fair! Mine is full, but yours is only half full." She replied, "I
'm a girl, I can't drink much, please be understanding." I said, "No, you're the birthday girl today, the
first glass has to be full, we'll see about the rest later." After saying that, I got up, picked up the bottle, filled her glass,
and then stood up and said to her, "Happy birthday, little birthday girl." I clinked glasses with hers
, tilted my head back, and drank a third of the wine in my glass, then stood there waiting for her to drink.

The little girl looked troubled and said, "Oh, you have to drink so much!" I said, "Of course! Where I'm from, it's even
more intense. We drink this big glass all at once, and we down three glasses in a row. I've already been considerate of you being
a girl ; this one glass has already been divided into three." So the little girl drank a third of it, then the second glass, then
the third. We ate, drank, and chatted, and she would always pour less for herself, thinking, "You think you
can get me drunk? I can drink a whole bottle!" In no time, a bottle of baijiu was empty, and I was still not
drunk .

Seeing that I was still very sober, the little girl called the waiter and ordered a bottle of red wine, saying to me, "Big brother, you
have such a huge capacity for alcohol! I'm so grateful that you came to celebrate my birthday with me today.
Let's drink until we drop!" So we continued to clink glasses and eat until ten o'clock.

The drinking session left me quite tipsy. The little girl had already drunk less than me, and with the two kinds of alcohol mixed
together , I was pretty drunk, staggering as I walked. Seeing that she had achieved her goal, the little girl was secretly
pleased. She supported me, knowing I couldn't even remember where I lived, and still asked, "Big brother,
where do you live? I'll take you home." Seeing my incoherent ramblings, she helped me towards her
rented room .

After returning to her place, she tossed me onto the bed, first boiling water, then filling the bathtub with
hot water. She then ran to the bedroom, undressed me completely, and when she removed my last piece of clothing and saw my still-
ten-centimeter-long, limp penis, she let out a soft moan, thinking to herself, "It's
this long even when it's soft; how thick and long would it be when it's hard?" Thinking this, she couldn't help but reach out and nudge my
penis. With her nudge, my penis reacted slightly, becoming semi-soft and even lifting slightly.

After playing with me for a while, the little girl helped me to the bathroom, put me in the bathtub, and carefully
bathed me, especially my penis and testicles. The hot water stimulated me, and
I slowly sobered up, gradually regaining my senses. When I saw the little girl bathing me naked
, I was stunned and couldn't believe it. I pinched my thigh to check
if it was just a hallucination from being drunk.

Looking at her, I saw her shapely figure, her snow-white skin
flushed red under the hot water, a perfect rosy glow. Smelling her sweet, milky scent, and seeing
this erotic scene, my body immediately began to heat up, and my penis instantly became erect.

The little girl's breath smelled wonderful, warm and pleasant, blowing on my face, making me feel a little
itchy and uncomfortable. Especially since she was so close, her delicate, flawless
porcelain doll-like face was so beautiful and fragrant, making me want to hug and cuddle
her like a precious doll. "This...this...what...is...what's going on...how...am I...
here?" I stammered, speechless, staring at the innocent little girl, still
finding it hard to believe that everything before me was real.

Suddenly, the little girl wrapped her arms around my neck, leaned back slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering, her large eyes
blinking and pressed her moist, rosy lips against mine, even
slipping her little pink tongue into my mouth. The little girl's lips and tongue had a unique texture, soft and delicate like a damp
candy wrapper , thin and soft, with a sweet, milky scent that was so enticing, making me want to suck and
taste it.

A kiss on the lips is fundamentally different from a kiss on the forehead, hair, or cheek. This is
a kiss exclusive to lovers, a brief contact. What does it feel like? Is it the smooth, refreshing sensation of milk flowing down the throat,
the sweet taste of a sugar popsicle, or the glutinous aroma of papaya stewed with snow frog? The little girl had never experienced anything like this before,
and driven by curiosity, she wanted to try it too.

The little girl's soft body leaned against my chest, her long eyelashes stopped fluttering, and her eyes widened. That
instant sensation caused the flush on her cheeks to fade, restoring a rosy hue. Like a startled fawn
, she hurriedly jumped down from my arms, hiding in my embrace, burying her face in my chest, avoiding
my gaze. I was somewhat stunned. I wasn't unaware that the little girl might do something surprising, but
I never imagined it would be like this. When her delicate, porcelain-like face was so close, I didn't
even react. Only when her familiar, sweet scent wafted towards me, and seeing her trembling, tightly closed
eyes , did I feel a suffocating, breathless sensation, only able to feel my own heart pounding in my chest.

At that moment, the little girl's pure, large eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter. She quickly leaned closer to me, reaching out
her soft, snow-white hand to grasp my limp penis, gently stroking it. I murmured,
"Oh...so comfortable." The feeling of my penis being held by her tender, fleshy hand
was completely different from the feeling of being held by a woman before—far more intoxicating and stimulating. After only a short while, I began to feel
a strong surge of pleasure and excitement, unable to help but let out a soft moan. My limp penis
involuntarily twitched and throbbed, immediately beginning to swell.

The little girl gently grasped my penis, feeling it throb
slightly before it began to swell. Eventually, it became so large that she couldn't hold it with one hand; she needed both
to barely grasp it, and it had grown to three times its original size. The little girl was stunned,
as if had discovered something amazing, and couldn't help but show it off to me, while simultaneously
increasing the pressure of her caresses on my penis. Under her touch, my penis gradually hardened in her soft hand,
all the blood rushing to it. Finally, my penis turned a deep brown with bulging veins,
looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.

My lust began to burn, and I couldn't help but instruct the little girl: "Sweetie, this
guy seems to like you a lot. Keep stroking him, you can loosen and tighten your touch, move it up and down, don't just touch
one spot, you can touch the head and the scrotum too." Hearing my praise, the little girl
seemed greatly encouraged, and a strong sense of accomplishment welled up inside her. Her soft little hands began to follow
my instructions, sometimes increasing pressure, sometimes decreasing it, her fingertips tracing my penis from head to toe,
not even missing my dangling scrotum.

The little girl's soft, pink palms gently touched my bulging testicles,
caressing them thoroughly, as if leaving nothing out. A slight pain came, and the feeling of pleasure, heat, and tingling throughout my body made me
want to suppress my desire, but I still couldn't help the burning lust in my lower abdomen, and I gradually became unable to control myself and seemed about to cry out.
Even without seeing the little girl's exquisite, porcelain-doll-like face, the faint, sweet milky scent wafting from her nose
, and the soft, cotton-like touch of her small hands beneath me, quickly ignited my already burning desire.

Looking at the crystal-sculpted, doll-like beauty of the little girl, her delicate and pretty face displaying
an adorable expression of anticipation and excitement, I could no longer restrain myself. My mouth captured her smooth, perfect collarbone,
kissing and licking it repeatedly, reluctant to let go. Finally, I kissed her full, large breasts. The tender flesh around them instantly
filled my mouth and tongue. Her breasts were large, firm, and full, the tender pink nipples trembling slightly. But when that
delicate, crimson nipple entered my mouth, my heart still throbbed with unbearable pleasure, and I couldn't help but greedily suckle, like
a crying infant.

My hands weren't idle either, sometimes caressing her smooth shoulders, sometimes lingering on her soft waist, as if
trying to memorize every inch of the little girl's skin, feeling it deeply, sensing every
bit of heat, every smoothness.

My hands slid down, finally landing between her legs, using my fingers to part her tight labia,
revealing the delicate flower bud protected inside. My middle finger, like a nimble snake, probed the tender
flesh squeezed together inside, easily finding the source of the still-slipping,
pink fluid. The sensitive, tender flesh quickly gripped my finger tightly,
writhing with the slippery liquid. I used my finger to probe the tender, tight pink flesh walls, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily.

My fingers expertly parted the two delicate, almost translucent labia, skillfully
caressing her vaginal opening with passionate strokes. My heart was filled with the cruel pleasure of shattering her purity. My fingers moved
faster and faster, teasing her labia, then following the path of her moist, lustful juices,
I pulled out her shy clitoris and began to gently rub it.

"Ah...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...brother...it's so itchy...no!" Stimulated
by this , the little girl immediately responded to the caresses with a thousand seductive moans, and her lower body, filled with pleasure, began to
writhe involuntarily. Finally, unable to restrain myself any longer, I held my large penis, aimed it at her wet vaginal opening, and
thrust it in hard.

I gently stroked the little girl's smooth, black hair, and my body began to move slightly. My
penis, placed in that tight, tender hole, moved in and out with my slight movements. Sweet love juice flowing continuously from the depths of
her , tender hole dripped onto the snow-white, already damp sheets. With my continued
thrusting, the waves of pleasure from below made the little girl's breathing gradually quicken, and her delicate, tender porcelain
doll face became even redder. At the same time, intoxicating moans continuously
escaped from her luscious, rosy lips. Her flushed face no longer showed only pain, but rather a mixture of pleasure and a slight pain.

"Husband... ah... so good... ah!" Hearing the little girl's continuous moans of pleasure, a
proud smile appeared on my face again. Stimulated by the moans, my body gradually quickened, and my
penis, placed inside her pink, tender vagina, penetrated deeply into the tight depths with each thrust. Streams
of vaginal fluid were drawn out, while my two large hands kneaded her snow-white breasts incessantly. Under the kneading of my large hands, her two snow-white,
soft breasts changed shape in various ways.

With my increasingly rapid thrusting and caressing, the little girl's breathing became more rapid, and
her moans grew louder. Her two snow-white, soft hands had somehow moved to my back,
unconsciously stroking it. With my penis thrusting in and out continuously, the little girl suddenly let out a high-pitched cry and finally climaxed.
Streams of clear, sweet love fluid shot out from the depths of her pink little lips, spraying
onto my sensitive glans.

My penis soon felt a tingling, itchy sensation. I let out
a low growl, and streams of milky-white semen erupted from it like a volcanic eruption. The scalding semen deeply
stimulated the delicate walls of the little girl's vagina, causing her to let out another pleasurable moan
and ejaculate even more intensely.

Looking down at the little girl with her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her face flushed, and her breathing rapid, I felt
incredibly happy. The thought of conquering another woman filled me with pride. That night,
we came out of the bathroom and made love again in the bedroom. In the days that followed, the kitchen, living room, and bathroom all
bore the scent of our lewdness.

[To be continued]

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