Major Internet Cafe Events

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Let me tell you a story. One summer night one year, it was drizzling. I was playing World of Warcraft in an internet cafe, while the owner went home to sleep.

Around 1 a.m., someone knocked on the shutter door. When I opened it, a girl, about 18 years old, was wearing a short skirt, light gray stockings, and light blue high heels. Her t-shirt was soaked from the rain, and she was carrying a suitcase. She smelled strongly of alcohol. After I let her in, she immediately climbed onto the computer desk next to me and fell fast asleep, and I couldn't wake her up no matter how much I called her. I continued playing the game and running dungeons, ignoring her completely. Around 3 a.m., I got so bored that I quit the game and started watching porn. The more I watched, the hotter I got, and my penis was so hard it could shatter glass. I turned around and saw that the girl was still fast asleep. I couldn't resist reaching out and gently touching her stockinged thigh, but there was no reaction. I lifted her skirt, and underneath the stockings was a black lace panty, one edge of which was tucked into her cleavage. I reached out and gently pinched it, but still no reaction. I stood up and reached under her clothes from behind to touch her breasts, but still no reaction. Suddenly, a thought took hold. Pretending to be concerned, I called her to sleep in the partitioned room on the second floor. I grabbed her breasts with both hands and helped her up. She didn't resist at all. Carrying her upstairs was easy. I took off her t-shirt and skirt, revealing a sky-blue bra, probably a 36D. I noticed her skin was very fair. I pulled off the bra and squeezed her breasts; they were very elastic, and her nipples were pink but very small, like mung beans. I stuck out my tongue and sucked on her nipples while pulling down her stockings and panties and touching her vulva. I was thinking that even if she woke up, it wouldn't be a problem, since it wasn't considered rape. Surprisingly, she still didn't wake up. I boldly took out my penis, spread her legs, and gently rubbed it against her vulva. She didn't have much pubic hair, and her vulva was dry. Maybe I was rubbing it too hard. Suddenly, she reached out to cover her genitals, which startled me. I looked closely and saw that her eyes were closed. I didn't dare to move, but my penis was sorely throbbing. I reached out and took her bra, placed it on her face, and inserted it into her vulva. I had barely inserted halfway into her vagina when she reacted, twisting her body to try and push me away with both hands. At that moment, my mind went blank, and I instinctively grabbed her hands, continuing to push my penis in. Unable to move her hands, she kicked her legs back, trying to separate my penis from her vagina. I half-climbed on top of her, freeing one hand to reach behind her and hold her waist to prevent her from escaping. She was drunk and weak, and after struggling for a while, she stopped moving. I tried to continue thrusting in and out in small areas near her vaginal opening for less than a minute; she became wet. I couldn't resist anymore, and without thinking, I adjusted my position and thrust all the way in. I heard her scream, her legs tightening around my waist, and her fingernails dug into my back—it hurt! At that moment, I didn't care about anything else, thrusting forcefully while sucking on her nipples. Her vagina gripped my penis tightly, preventing me from thrusting much. Gradually, she became increasingly wet, and I increased the depth and force of my thrusts, penetrating her completely. She still kept her eyes closed, her hands tightly gripping me, her nails digging into my back. But at that moment, I felt no pain, only the pleasure of my penis hitting her vagina. I felt like I was about to explode, and involuntarily, I increased my speed with this pleasure. Ahhh, I ejaculated instantly. Covered in sweat, I climbed on top of her, smelling the strong scent of alcohol, and began to sober up, realizing I had done something wrong. I quickly used paper to clean her down there and helped her put her clothes and skirt back on. I hurriedly put on my own clothes and left the internet cafe.

I was terrified. The next day, I changed my clothes and quietly went to a place near the internet cafe and called a friend to ask if anything serious had happened there that day. My friend calmly said nothing had happened. I quietly went inside to look around but didn't see the girl. I felt uneasy. For a long time afterward, I didn't dare go to an internet cafe again.

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