The Girls I Chased in Those Years, Part 14

Chapter Fourteen,
The Proactive Manli: Manli, 26 years old, 161cm tall, 51kg.
After losing contact with Mei'er, I was devastated again, wallowing in self-pity for half a year, living a life of debauchery. My cousin often invited me to his house for drinks after work, and I always came home drunk, collapsing into bed, no longer interested in pursuing girls. It was during a meal at my cousin's house that I met Manli, and my life changed.
Manli was my cousin's wife's colleague. Actually, we were initially going to introduce Manli to my cousin's classmate. One weekend noon, everyone gathered at my cousin's house for a meal, which was also the formal introduction of Manli to his classmate. During the meal, because I was feeling down, and Manli wasn't particularly attractive—her only notable feature being her fair skin—I didn't interact with her much, only politely offering her two toasts.
Later, I heard from my cousin that Manli and my classmate broke up after a week of dating because my classmate was too boring and they didn't have much to talk about. My cousin even suggested introducing her to me, saying that as a womanizer, I would definitely win her over. At the time, I just took it as a joke and didn't take it to heart. Later, I would occasionally run into Manli on the street, but at most I would just greet her politely. I probably never thought that we would have any interaction.
The turning point came two months later. I was at work when my cousin's wife suddenly called me and said that Manli's lease was expiring and her roommate had moved out. Manli asked her to ask if I would be willing to share a two-bedroom apartment with her. At the time, I felt that I was living comfortably on my own and didn't want to move, so I said I would think about it. Later, my cousin and his wife kept persuading me, and in the end, I agreed out of politeness. Then Manli and I started looking for and looking at apartments. After careful selection, we chose a relatively clean and tidy two-bedroom apartment.
After we moved in together, we got along very well. Every day after get off work, I would cook for myself, while Manli would either order takeout or eat instant noodles. I thought to myself, "How can this girl be so lazy? Whoever marries her is doomed!" One evening, I was enjoying my meal at home when Manli came back from outside, carrying a large bag of instant noodles and snacks. As soon as she entered the house, she sniffed the food and said, "What delicious food did you make? It smells so good!" She then ran over to look at it, swallowing hard. Seeing her greedy expression, I said to Manli, "Go get a bowl and chopsticks and eat with us. Eating instant noodles every day won't be good for your health." Manli said a few polite words, then got a bowl and chopsticks and sat down to eat with me. While eating, she kept praising how delicious my cooking was, saying that she would be incredibly lucky to find a husband like me in the future. I thought to myself, whoever marries a wife like you will be incredibly unlucky. Later, we clearly divided the work: I was responsible for cooking, and she was responsible for washing vegetables and dishes. We took turns buying the groceries.
At first, I didn't feel any awkwardness about a man and a woman living under the same roof. But as summer came and people wore less and less clothing, awkward things started to happen more often. Manli is a very carefree girl. After showering, she would walk around the room in her pajamas or lie on the sofa in the living room watching TV. Sometimes she was dressed too revealingly, and I could occasionally glimpse her cleavage under her pajamas, which made me very aroused, and I immediately got aroused.
I remember one morning, I needed to pee urgently, and since men often have morning erections, I rushed into the bathroom wearing only briefs and shirtless. The moment I opened the door, I saw Manli washing herself. When she saw me come in, she cried out "Ah!" and quickly covered her crotch with her hands. Looking at her fair, smooth lower body and her hairy pubic area, my already hard penis grew even larger, creating a high tent in my underwear. I quickly left the bathroom and closed the door, thinking, "Damn it, she doesn't even lock the door when she goes to the bathroom. Does she think this is her own home? Doesn't she know there's a real man here? Is she trying to seduce me?"
After Manli returned to her room, I looked at the lace lingerie she had changed out of. Picking up the panties, I noticed a wet patch on the crotch, with two curly, shiny black pubic hairs stuck to them. I smelled it; it had a fishy, musty odor. Holding her panties, I fantasized about her masturbating earlier. I had intended to ejaculate on her lingerie, but fearing she would notice, I ejaculated all over the toilet. With each flush, my semen disappeared into the puddle.
For the next few days, I was in an awkward situation, but Manli acted as if nothing was wrong, chatting and laughing with me. Her words became increasingly explicit, often making crude jokes. Sometimes she would even come to my room to chat wearing a nearly transparent nightgown. Seeing her barely visible cleavage, I almost had a nosebleed. Even more extreme, sometimes she would place my hand on her thigh, asking if she had gained weight. At that moment, it was impossible for my inner universe not to explode; I gradually became attracted to her.
People say that a man and a woman alone in a room will inevitably lead to trouble sooner or later, and that happened on her birthday. That day, she bought a lot of food and wine early in the morning and invited her cousin's family to come over. I cooked a huge table of dishes like a grandson. It was her birthday, so you can imagine she must have drunk a lot that day. Plus, it seemed like her cousin's family deliberately got her drunk to make things happen for me. In short, Manli was completely drunk that night. Looking at the mess on the table, I frowned and cleaned up, while Manli was fast asleep in her room. I was so angry at that moment, thinking, "You little brat, you're such a big shot, making me clean up your mess."
Just as I was cleaning up the mess, I suddenly heard Manli vomiting from her room. I rushed in and saw that Manli had vomited everywhere, her blankets and face covered in filth. I thought to myself, "What's the point of being unable to drink properly? In the end, I'll still have to serve you." Even so, I still took a towel to clean her up. When she was almost done cleaning, Manli suddenly grabbed my hand and said, "XX, I like you so much. I've liked you since the first time I saw you. You've always been in my heart!" As she spoke, she started groping me all over. I was stunned by this sudden action. I thought about how she was my cousin's classmate's girlfriend, and I also thought about all the little things we had done together in the room these past few days. Just as I was hesitating, I felt a warm, alcohol-smelling pair of lips press against my thin lips. At that moment, everything else seemed unimportant, and I just felt the world spinning.
That kiss was so intense, so deep. We sucked on each other's tongues, tasting each other's saliva, wishing we could swallow each other's tongues whole. The kiss lasted for more than ten minutes, until we felt breathless and reluctantly separated. After we parted, we were panting heavily. Manli grabbed my hand with her jade-like hands and guided it to her breasts. When my hand touched her round and full breasts, my heart was completely intoxicated. Feeling that warm flesh, I hadn't felt that way in a long time. My penis became even harder and harder, pressing against Manli's lower abdomen.
I frantically grabbed Manli's large, white breasts and kneaded them, feeling the waves of pleasure emanating from her flesh. At this moment, Manli took off her upper body clothing, and her full, perky breasts leaped out like two white doves. Her delicate pink nipples, set against her creamy skin, looked exceptionally beautiful, like ripe grapes. Her full, soft lips were moist and sweet, and a faint, elegant fragrance, neither orchid nor musk, wafted into my nose. My tongue kissed and licked Manli's shy, fair neck and cheeks, while my hands caressed and kneaded her plump, beautiful buttocks. She felt my tongue constantly licking her earlobes and translucent, jade-like earlobes, and she felt a surge of heat slowly rising from the bottom of her heart, running rapidly around her body several times, constantly stimulating every inch of her sensitive skin and her senses.
My assault continued. The cool, damp marks of my kisses brushed against Manli's ear, the warm, moist touch of my ravaging tongue, and the soft, sucking sounds clearly reached her heart through her small, ingot-like ear. These tangible sensations collided incessantly with the burning desire within her. No matter how hard she tried to resist, she couldn't stop the waves of pleasure and desire rising and bursting forth from within her. Suddenly, my deep breathing floated to Manli's ear, and I intentionally breathed into it. The warm breath whooshed through her ear canal, ruffling a few strands of hair clinging to her temple. This tingling, itchy sensation slowly stirred desire within Manli.
Such a frenzied kiss! Such an intense kiss! Such a swift kiss! Such an intoxicating kiss! Manli smelled the familiar, alluring scent emanating from me—a scent often found on strong, masculine men. She felt dizzy, her heart stirred with desire, and her emotions surged. Before she knew it, she seemed to have lost her ability to think, as if her senses had been sucked away by my lips. At that moment, she thought of nothing else but when this man she loved would possess her body.
Manli was weak all over, her breathing gradually becoming rapid. A wanton expression began to appear on her pure and beautiful face. My lips were thick and powerful, and during our passionate kiss, I sucked her little tongue into my mouth. Manli was intoxicated and dazed, her mind and body immersed in excitement. She lost all restraint and forgot all her worries. Her hands involuntarily hugged my waist tightly, as if afraid of losing me. At the same time, she sucked on my lips hard. I put my tongue into Manli's cherry-like mouth, which was emitting moans, and stirred it up and down and left and right. She opened her mouth wide, allowing my tongue to go in even deeper. She felt even more stimulated and also put her own red and tender little tongue in response, pressing it against my tongue and moving up and down and left and right with mine. After an unknown amount of time, both of our lips were numb. We then moved our heads away slightly, our eyes meeting. We looked at each other, full of affection, gazing at each other for a long time.
"Baby, you look so alluring right now, I really want to devour you!" I whispered wickedly, gently biting Manli's soft earlobe. Manli shyly nestled into my arms. I silently embraced Manli's slender waist, my face pressed against her high, firm breasts, slowly twisting and rubbing against them, feeling her full, elastic nipples, and smelling the sweet, youthful scent emanating from her body. Manli felt my lips moving against her full breasts, her breasts could feel my hot breath, and they began to swell and tingle involuntarily. My hands had moved from Manli's back to her chest, climbing those full, high mounds that made my blood boil. Soft, tender, full, and smooth, Manli's breasts were indeed too large to be held in one hand; not only was the touch wonderful, but the elasticity was also amazing.
Manli writhed violently, panting, "Husband...no...don't...it's so itchy..." Her face was flushed, a wanton expression appearing on her pure, jade-like features. Her hair was loosened, her long locks cascading down like fine silk across the bed. Her eyes held a seductive allure, alluring and captivating.
My hands caressed and kneaded Manli's full, white breasts for a while before slowly moving downwards, slipping inside her dress to attack the inside of her plump, rounded thighs. I used both hands simultaneously, one caressing the inside of Manli's smooth, beautiful legs, the feel exquisite—firm, soft, tender, and smooth—while the other hand teased her intimate area, moist, sticky, and greasy. One circle, two circles, three circles... With my teasing, Manli felt a surge of pleasure rush to her head, but a similar emptiness and suffocating feeling gradually filled her body.
The pure beauty yearned to be conquered and possessed. Her body, eager to be ravaged, involuntarily writhed, her waist swaying and twisting like a snake. I observed her reactions, stroking her slender fingers along the indented crevice, finding the sensitive protrusions, pressing, squeezing, kneading, exploring its secrets. Once, twice, three times… I was incredibly skilled and patient, perfectly combining theory and practice. Each time, I only entered a little, rotating, turning, pressing, then gently withdrawing, repeating the movements endlessly… “Ah…husband…no, don’t…don’t…ah…I can’t take it…” Manli’s hot body responded to my relentless thrusting fingers, arching her back to meet me, her jade legs spread, her beautiful buttocks trembling.
Manli's fair skin was covered with fine, dazzling beads of sweat, making her appear even more voluptuous and radiant. Her slender waist swayed gracefully, and her long, shapely legs were tightly intertwined. I was filled with lust and could hardly bear the torment. I watched Manli's reaction with satisfaction, my hands still slowly kneading and caressing the alluring, icy-snowy body before me... Lost in my skillful sexual teasing, Manli's lips parted slightly, and apart from moans, she was silent. Gazing into her beautiful, spring-like eyes, I finally slowly leaned down. Manli's flushed cheeks made a "chu chu" sound as I kissed them, and then her plump, moist cherry lips were tightly sucked. The beauty responded with a "mmm," and my tongue explored along her pearly white teeth into her warm mouth. My hot tongue and Manli's tender lips were intertwined, locked in a passionate embrace.
I reveled in the sweet nectar from Manli's mouth, teasing her soft, fragrant tongue, feeling a blissful sensation. The aroma was sweet, soft, tender, and smooth, a delicate fragrance reminiscent of orchids and musk wafting towards me. I kneaded Manli's full, round breasts, like inflated balloons, soft and elastic to the touch. Playing with them, I kneaded her nipples, the sensation incredibly wonderful and comfortable. With one hand, I grasped and caressed Manli's plump, round buttocks, full, soft, and incredibly elastic, encased in flesh-colored, transparent crystal stockings. The sexy Manli, panting softly, lifted one of her buttocks, tightly wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, making her buttocks even more prominent.
I pressed my advantage, and a lecherous hand reached into her panties. Her vulva was already overflowing with desire, wet and sticky with her juices, covering my hand. "Oh...husband...quick...take your hand...out...I...I can't take it...anymore..." Manli was overwhelmed by my two hands, her desire was ignited, and she felt incredibly uncomfortable. Her legs were tightly clamped around my teasing hand. Although her desire was burning fiercely, her vulva was both itchy and empty, desperately needing a thick, hard, hot penis to fuck her and relieve the burning desire in her heart.
Manli's thighs felt like the finest white jade to the touch. Manli's legs parted slightly in response, allowing my fingers to trace the inside of her thighs, rubbing her sensitive private parts. The sheets beneath her buttocks were already soaked with her love juices. My fingers repeatedly rubbed and massaged the crevices. My tongue abandoned Manli's full, erect breasts and moved down her slender waist, pulling off her stockings and panties. My tongue couldn't help but begin licking down Manli's lower abdomen, gliding over her flat stomach until I reached Manli's mons pubis. Slowly, I parted Manli's sexy and alluring little buttocks, and Manli's hot and moist vulva was fully revealed before my eyes.
Manli's delicate labia were already glistening with love juice, making them appear even plumper and more tender. A beautiful, mature, fair-skinned, and sexy body was now completely naked before my eyes. Between her smooth, white thighs, thick, glossy black pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, concealing the mysterious mound and valley. Her smooth, tender red labia acted as a natural barrier, hiding her flower-like vulva. The slightly protruding clitoris was like a nutmeg. A deep cleft divided her buttocks in two, and between them, her dark red anus clenched tightly. She was shrunken; below her was her vulva, covered by a thick tuft of pubic hair; the raised mons pubis triangle appeared exceptionally smooth and full, like a freshly steamed bun; the two pink, thick labia minora were swollen and engorged with blood, slightly parted; perhaps due to the long and continuous caresses, the labia minora had become engorged and swollen, and the vaginal opening was exceptionally smooth from being soaked in vaginal fluid; the protruding clitoris in the middle was very soft, and the tender flesh inside was exceptionally pink and fresh. Looking at that alluring, narrow cave, I trembled with excitement.
I held Manli's waist with one hand and probed her vulva with the other. Manli's body shuddered suddenly, and she shuddered very sensitively, her beautiful legs clamping tightly together. I gently parted Manli's labia, revealing her moist, tender, and rosy vulva. I gently pinched the hardened clitoris, and Manli couldn't help but cry out. Her alluring moans made my heart tremble. I inserted a finger deep into Manli's vagina. Manli's vagina was as tight as a virgin's, tightly wrapping my finger. I only slightly rotated my finger, which made Manli tremble and moan. Warm, thick love juice seeped out from between my fingers.
I gently licked Manli's earlobe with my lips, one hand reaching to Manli's chest to caress her breasts, while the other hand rubbed up and down Manli's vulva. I tugged at Manli's pubic hair, causing her labia to contract repeatedly. Manli's body trembled, and she hugged me even tighter. I pressed my palm against Manli's full, swollen mons pubis and rubbed it vigorously. Manli's thighs pressed together tightly, and a strong contraction came from inside her labia. A stream of hot, sticky love juice overflowed from my fingers. Manli twisted her body restlessly, letting out a deep "oh oh" moan from her throat.
Soon, Manli's love juices flowed more and more like a spring, making her snow-white thighs slippery. Her thick labia majora were engorged and shiny, constantly opening and closing. I stroked each of Manli's pubic hairs with my fingers, parting them one by one to make her clitoris stand out even more. I used two fingers to spread Manli's swollen and engorged labia, and used my middle finger to tease her swollen and shiny clitoris. Manli showed a very sensitive reaction, and her love juices flowed out continuously. Manli reflexively clenched her thighs. I used my middle finger to slowly slide from the clitoris upwards into Manli's vaginal opening. With just that one touch, Manli couldn't help but moan.
I gently rubbed Manli's pink clitoris with my fingers, making it tremble and gradually become engorged and hard. I really wanted to suck that little pink bean with the tip of my tongue. At this moment, Manli suddenly had a small spasm, and I stimulated Manli's clitoris even harder. "Ah...ah...ah...husband...I can't take it...it hurts so much...ah...ow...I'm going to cum..." With Manli's moans, her vulva gushed out another stream of vaginal fluid. At this moment, not only were Manli's labia trembling and her thighs quivering, but her waist also arched slightly.
Manli's moans only aroused me more. I licked Manli's thick pubic hair with my lips and tongue, kissed her mons pubis, kissed and licked her thick, slippery labia majora, parted her moist labia minora with the tip of my tongue, and kissed and licked her small, bud-like clitoris. The small clitoris became erect from my kisses and licks. Then I pushed the tip of my tongue into Manli's vagina and gently stirred and scraped the wrinkled vaginal walls. I held Manli's plump, white buttocks and pushed my tongue as far as possible into Manli's vagina, sucking and kissing her slippery, tender vaginal walls.
"Ah...husband...mmm...so good..." With Manli's moans, her honeyed lips gushed out a stream of spring water and honey. Listening to Manli's moans beneath me, my penis swelled to its limit, round and hard as iron, burning hot like a fire stick, with bulging veins on it. At this moment, Manli also raised her legs high to the sides, and actively reached down to part her pubic hair, parted her already engorged and swollen labia, and opened her pink and translucent vaginal opening, eagerly waiting for my penetration.
I pressed my already rock-hard penis against Manli's vaginal opening. Manli closed her eyes, suppressing the urge to scream, her hands gripping the edge of the bed tightly, her buttocks raised upwards. In an instant, I felt a surge of even hotter love fluid gush out from Manli's vagina, spraying onto my glans. I forcefully spread Manli's buttocks apart with my hands, and her labia opened as well. My glans slid past her clitoris, prying open Manli's delicate labia, and squeezed into her vagina. The inner walls of Manli's vagina contracted in waves, and streams of spring water and honey-like fluid gushed out again, splashing onto my penis, making it even wetter and slippery.
The insertion was incredibly pleasurable. With each slow thrust, waves of intense pleasure washed over me. Perhaps it was because I hadn't had sex in a long time, or perhaps it felt too rushed, or maybe Manli was just too experienced. About ten minutes later, I ejaculated. Afterward, I savored the moment, while Manli's hands continued to caress my body. That night, she demanded countless times. Even with my penis unable to achieve an erection, she used every trick in the book to get me inside her again and again. It was under this indulgent environment that I gradually felt my body give out, so I started arguing with her, and finally, in a fit of anger, she left me.
Conclusion:
"The Girls I Chased in Those Years" and "The Women I Hooked Up With on QQ in Those Years" are now complete. This sister piece is a true reflection of my past life. I wrote this to commemorate the girls who walked with me, and I wish you all a lifetime of happiness. I hereby declare that I am not a professional writer, nor do I have much free time to create. After these two works are completed, I will try to move away from the realistic route. My next work will be the sequel to "I Fucked the Wife Next Door", followed by the release of "Flowers in Full Bloom"!

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