The first netizen (1)

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I often read reports and stories about online friends booking hotel rooms together, but I've never met anyone like that. Intrigued, I decided to search online for someone willing to do so.
In early October 2013, bored, I added people nearby online, about ten in a row. Immediately after adding someone, someone accepted my friend request, and we chatted briefly. Then another person accepted, and then yet another joined. I couldn't keep up because I didn't know anyone. My conversations were disjointed, and my answers became a jumbled mess. I realized this wouldn't work; I needed to focus on one person first, otherwise, it would all fall through. After the last few I couldn't chat with, I told two others I was busy and would chat later. I started chatting with one particularly enthusiastic person, and we talked for an entire morning, endless topics, and hit it off immediately—like old friends meeting at first. During our chat, I learned she lived 30 kilometers away, was eight years younger than me, her name was Jing, she was married with a child, and her husband was usually busy and rarely home, leaving her with plenty of free time. I thought, "Isn't this perfect for a date?" When I wasn't talking to her, I chatted with two other women for a while. I ended up having stories with both of them, which I'll write about in the next post.
After that, I chatted with Jing whenever I had free time. She replied quickly, her phone was practically always in her hand, ready to receive my messages. I knew she had become dependent on me; we were so close we could talk about anything, from her childhood to her first love to her current husband. Overall, she was satisfied with her husband, except for their sex life, which she complained about, saying they only had sex two or three times a month. I asked her, "Can't you take the initiative?" She said she had once taken the initiative, but he not only didn't do it, but also mocked her. She couldn't bear the humiliation and never wanted to have sex again. She said she had never been with another man; she gave her virginity to her husband. She even described the circumstances of losing her virginity. Her husband came to her house to pick her up, but when they got there, he found no one else was home. He then forced himself on her, and they had sex. She was in excruciating pain and bled a lot. She cried for a long time. He was scared and took her home. He was so frightened that he didn't see her for a month. I asked, "Is your vagina very tight?" She initially resisted the directness of the topic, but after talking for a while, she revealed everything. I suggested she find a lover to solve the problem, but she said she couldn't, and that she was too ugly for anyone to want—it was obvious she wanted one. I said I'd come see her, and she hesitantly asked when I'd come. I then asked if we could get a hotel room, and she initially said no, just a chat. Later, she said she was too scared to get a hotel room, and eventually, she tacitly agreed. Those who've been through this know the process. The meeting date was finally set. I'd never met someone I met online before, and I was worried about being scammed. When I met her at the train station, she was visibly nervous, chewing gum to appear calm. Seeing her nervousness reassured me; at least I knew she wasn't an experienced scammer. After we met, I took her straight to a hotel near the station. I didn't want to go far, and it would be convenient to get on the train if anything happened. In the elevator to the hotel, she was so scared that she huddled in a corner and wouldn't look at me. After we entered the room, she hid behind the door. I went over and gently hugged her. She was trembling all over, her teeth chattering. I didn't dare move her and comforted her, telling her not to be afraid. She told me not to move her. I said, "Can I just hug you if I won't move?" She nodded, her eyes filled with fear. At that moment, I thought, if she told someone I had assaulted her, they would definitely believe it. I thought to myself, "You promised to get me a room. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have come to see you." I gently hugged her, patted her, and comforted her. After about ten minutes, she calmed down. I tentatively asked her if she was scared or if she regretted it, "Shall we check out?" She hesitated for a long time, gritted her teeth, and sat on the edge of the bed. I took her handbag and tried to take off her coat, but she wouldn't let me. I gently held her head and tried to kiss her. She dodged a few times, but I managed to kiss her on the lips. I could feel her lips trembling, her face very red and hot. She suddenly hugged me and stuck out her tongue to meet mine... While kissing her, I took off her clothes with one hand, unhooking her bra. Her breasts were so big, round, and firm, not sagging at all. Her nipples were small, and her areolas were very pale. From our conversation, I learned that she had never breastfed a child, and it was indeed different. With her half-hearted resistance, I finally managed to take off her pants under my force. You know how difficult it is to take off such tight pants. She wouldn't cooperate with me taking them off. When I kissed her nipples, she relaxed and lay still. I could only take off her underwear with one hand and touch her nipples with the other, pressing her down to prevent her from getting up. I took off my underwear and showed it to her. I said, "Let's see how wet your underwear is. You said no, but your body betrayed you." She buried her head in the blanket in embarrassment. I took the opportunity to strip off everything. You guys can probably undress faster than me, right? I didn't care about foreplay anymore. My hard, slightly painful penis went in easily. Because there was so much fluid, it had already soaked the sheets before I could even insert it. Once I did, she showed signs of pleasure, suppressing her moans until she couldn't help but cry out. The sound startled me, so I pressed my hand to her mouth. She immediately sucked on my thumb, making soft moaning noises. I lifted her legs, squatted down, and inserted it all the way in. Her vagina was tight, short, and very wet. She sucked on my thumb again, and I sped up. She kept moaning... And just like that, I ejaculated inside her. She slowly calmed down...
To be continued

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