Neighbor Girl

During my usual lunch break, I had nothing much to do in the morning, so I spent my time on QQ looking for prey. A girl entered my QQ chat, and her avatar started flashing. It was just a transaction between a pervert and a girl, a transaction of money and sex. The real woman wanted money to satisfy her vanity, and the hypocritical young man used money to buy desire. The girl on QQ asked for 500, 500, but this price obviously required a tug-of-war. The girl conceded to 400, but the young man's wallet still protested. Although the young man was protesting, his wallet restrained his rampage. 300, finally, finally, it reached the young man's acceptable range. This price, plus a hotel room, would be close to 400. However, the girl turned on her video. This girl usually operates in the Shanxi Road and Xiaozhuang area. Those of you who can get information, be careful about your location. Videos can be deceiving, but the image transmitted by the video also showed that the other party was definitely not a monster. A girl with the same charm as the girl next door, at least the younger brother found her appealing. A 21-year-old local from Nanjing, currently enrolled in an adult self-study program at XX University, she could be considered a top-tier part-time student. A client came, so we couldn't chat much. We ended the video call and agreed to meet in the hotel room later for a few pleasantries. The boss invited us to lunch. (Here's a self-deprecating joke: for a guy like B, I actually made an excuse, saying I drank too much last night and had things to do at noon. I let the boss take the client to lunch while I quickly made myself some instant noodles. Consider it creating a frugal society, right?) Although it was pouring rain outside, the younger brother resolutely started the car. The first-speed wipers couldn't clear the rain; only second speed could barely wipe it away. Such heavy rain, but even the downpour couldn't dampen the younger brother's desire. With the roar of the engine and the difficult backing into the parking space, we hit the road. I pulled out my phone, dialed, and it was a disconnected number. Holy crap!! I dialed again, still a disconnected number. Looking closer, damn, it was a 12-digit phone number! I'd typed it in QQ chat, digit by digit, and I hadn't even noticed. It was a 12-digit mobile number. But my sister's number was pretty good. I tried removing one digit and dialing again. It rang, but no one answered. Something was wrong. I removed another digit, and the phone rang, right next to my little brother's ear. Frustrated, I answered. It was a woman, but after a few words, it wasn't what I expected. Frustrated again, I decided to go back to the computer. Maybe I'd misremembered. But it was too late. Unwilling to give up, I turned and headed back to the office, dialing another number combination. Korean dance music came through the earpiece. There was hope! These girls liked that kind of music. Someone answered. "Hello,"
a very gentle female voice, very pleasant to listen to. Everyone's dialed 10086, right? The operator's gentle voice was clearly comparable. "Are you at XX Internet Cafe?"
"Yes."
"You gave me your number just now, right?"
"Uh, yes, who is this?"
"I'm the person from QQ, the one who was talking to you just now."
"Oh, where are you?"
"I'll be at the hotel in about 10 minutes, check in, and then I'll tell you the room number."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." The conversation was simple, but the younger brother was a little reluctant to hang up. The voice was really nice. At first, she spoke Mandarin, but since the younger brother was speaking Nanjing dialect, the younger sister quickly switched to Nanjing dialect. Nanjing people find it very pleasant to listen to Nanjing girls, especially those with nice voices. Hehe, the rain was getting heavier. Although we were only a few minutes away from the hotel, I suddenly thought of the pure and innocent younger sister in the video and the pitiful voice on the phone. I felt a little reluctant to let her go to the hotel in the heavy rain. I picked up the phone again and told the younger sister to wait for me at the internet cafe entrance. I would go directly to the internet cafe to pick her up. We arrived at our destination smoothly, but the rain had lessened. The younger sister hadn't come out of the internet cafe yet. I lit a cigarette and waited for a while. Then, a petite figure appeared in the younger brother's sight. Actually, I had another purpose for coming. Videos can be deceiving. If a woman with a beautiful face but an out-of-shape figure appeared, the younger brother would not hesitate to add her to his phone's blacklist and drive away. Very... nice... straight long hair, beautifully trimmed. The woman, who claimed to be 160cm tall, was wearing high heels, confirming her height. She also had a curvaceous figure, wearing a strapless top and cropped denim shorts. Her accessories suggested she was a young, fashionable city dweller. (No offense to rural men, but many men working part-time in Nanjing dress rather casually.) The woman looked around blankly at the door, honked the horn, rolled down the window, and waved. She smiled, walked over, and got in the car. "Wow, that's huge…" the man thought. I'm not particularly obsessed with big breasts, but because of the special position in the passenger seat, as soon as the girl sat down, before I even had a chance to properly look at her profile hidden by her long hair, her breasts were already quite prominent. Her legs were beautiful, slender yet voluptuous. After a few casual pleasantries, we got straight to the point and went to get the room. Once inside, I took a closer look at the girl. She was a very innocent-looking young woman, the kind who would turn heads on the street, with that unique girl-next-door charm. However, even so, at that moment, I felt a strong urge to violate her. M has a beautiful smile; her eyes crinkle into crescents. She's the "kawaii" type—cute and almost tempting. M is very generous; while I rested on the chair for a moment, she started undressing. I got to enjoy the view, lighting a cigarette as I watched her remove her clothes. After she finished, she carefully tidied herself before putting her clothes on the bed. Good manners, a great figure indeed, an absolutely great figure. Her large breasts burst forth after her bra was removed. Her abdomen was flat, without a trace of excess fat. Her waist curved gracefully, and her legs, as expected, were long and slender. The girl was of average height, but her proportions were perfect—perhaps what you'd call the "golden ratio." Seeing me so engrossed, she smiled and said, "I'm going to take a shower now."
With such beauty before me, I naturally had to admire her first. "Don't rush, come here, let me take a closer look."
As she spoke, she nestled into my arms. What a beautiful pair of breasts! The only flaw was her inverted nipples, but it didn't detract from her beauty at all. The feel of the breasts, the entire body exuding youthful energy, soft yet firm without any conflict—young girls are simply wonderful. If a girl has rosy areolas and delicate nipples, then her breasts are truly exquisite. Whether it's the feel or how they look on camera, the skin is smooth and delicate, silky to the touch. Just a few gentle touches, and the girl, ticklish, will giggle and jump out, rushing to the bathroom. The boy, too, will quickly strip off his clothes and head to the bathroom. However, fearing the girl might be shy, after a fierce internal struggle, here's what everyone should learn... Xi Tiantian, who has a famous saying: "I'm your little brother who helps you rub the soap," lit another cigarette and started smoking naked on the bed. After finishing the cigarette, MM still hadn't come out. "Damn it, I'll go in!" I lifted the curtain, and wow, MM was meticulously cleaning herself down there, holding the showerhead and earnestly rinsing her genitals. "Let me help you," I said, grabbing the showerhead and slipping my fingers into MM's soft spot. The petals were soft, and my fingers freely parted them, touching a hard spot. I rubbed it a few times. "It's so itchy!" MM let out a soft moan. "You should wash too."
After saying that, MM grabbed a towel and ran out of the bathroom to quickly rinse off, paying special attention to her little brother. It was hot, and his smell was strong, so she didn't want to spoil the atmosphere. MM was changing channels, and her little brother was haphazardly drying himself with a towel. MM saw this and smiled again. Never mind, let's get down to business. Taking off MM's towel, her curvaceous figure was once again revealed. The only flaw was that her skin was a little dark, but it was completely acceptable. The bed was too small, making it inconvenient to move around. MM told me to lie down and first attacked my nipples. It felt so good! My little brother's hands naturally weren't idle either, and after a few random gropings, she climbed between my legs and licked my scrotum a few times. Wow, professional! But, actually, do these professional moves seem to be "plagiarized"? With the internet so developed now, all sorts of erotic products are everywhere. As long as you don't try to imitate something and end up with something completely different, this young woman's tongue is certainly enjoying itself. Now it's the little brother's turn to enjoy it. The little brother is already fully erect. The young woman's red lips are slightly parted, and with each movement, the little brother is completely inside. His mouth is warm, his tongue is teasing, and with each swallow and thrust, the little brother begins to enjoy it even more. Then, he's surprised, still surprised, that the young woman is actually doing deep throat. The size of his little brother has proven to be not "small" compared to many women who have experienced it. Many professional women can't even do deep throat to satisfy a little brother. I never expected this young woman. I really underestimated her attitude. Her oral skills can be described professionally. The little brother likes two kinds of oral skills from women: one is a long, delicate... There's the exquisite oral skill, the kind that's incredibly attentive to the penis, creating a psychological and physiological ecstasy. Then there's the deep-throat, forceful type of oral skill, with its dramatic ups and downs, each thrust to the tip of the esophagus providing immense stimulation to the penis, incredibly pleasurable. Combined with the rapid frequency of this type of oral skill, watching the beautiful woman's mouth envelop his penis, thrusting in and out with abandon, he experienced immense pleasure. The woman seemed to be enjoying both, and thankfully, his penis was a seasoned veteran; a novice like him would likely be utterly defeated after just one round of oral skill. Attitude, attitude—it's all about attitude. Many prostitutes have an unacceptable attitude, but this woman's attitude, in his opinion, was excellent, exceptionally excellent. Seeing the obedient woman diligently creating pleasure for him... A sudden thought struck me. Actually, it was because a friend of mine suddenly came back a few days ago, and I was watching, which gave me the thrill of asking the girl to turn around and assume a 69 position. She cooperated readily, though she seemed a little embarrassed. After all, it's a bit stressful for a girl to expose her entire genitals to a man. The girl didn't have much pubic hair, and her labia were clean with only a few specks of pigment. She didn't seem aroused; it was a dry valley. I gently parted the labia with my fingers, revealing a pink area. Searching for the protrusion between the petals, I quickly discovered a delicate clitoris. I rubbed it with my fingers, and the girl twisted her waist, seemingly resisting the onslaught of pleasure. My penis instantly felt the increased pressure. After a few more rubs, the girl didn't seem very sensitive to this stimulation; the area between her petals remained dry. A strange thought crossed my mind. My little brother sniffed the nectar source; there wasn't a bad smell at all. Hehe, I'll give my little sister oral sex. Don't look down on me; her petals are truly beautiful. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss her. She'd just been washed, so there was no smell. The slight sourness of her vulva was inevitable. I used my tongue to find her clitoris, gently biting and licking it. She didn't stop servicing my little brother, just kept writhing. I didn't know if she was experiencing more pleasure or uncomfortable from never having experienced oral sex before. Her vaginal fluid flowed out, a little salty, a little fishy. After all, she wasn't my wife. Stopping was strange; I could clearly feel the flow of fluid, but there was no sign of overflowing. Unwilling to give up, I slowly probed my finger into her nectar source. Sure enough, it was a hidden paradise... my little sister's petals... It was well concealed; the area inside was already very lubricated. My fingers continued exploring, reaching a raised, fleshy area in the birth canal. Slowly probing further, I found a dome-like depression—the G-spot. This is a woman's G-spot; it's difficult for a penis to stimulate it. Sure enough, women can't resist the allure of the G-spot. The girl let out a heavy sigh. My penis, momentarily deprived of pressure, felt a sudden loss. The G-spot shouldn't be stimulated for too long; it will cause the woman's bladder to contract. My penis didn't want to be covered in urine. My fingers slid out of the birth canal, bringing with them a glistening trail of vaginal fluid. The girl's entire anus was now in front of me. Because my penis hadn't expected to encounter such a beauty, my preparations were insufficient. Even worse, my fingernails were a bit long. Entering the birth canal was no problem at all. This... Exploring the anus might cause discomfort for the young woman, but with such a great opportunity, wouldn't it be too much not to try? Anus is subjective, I suppose. This little brother quite likes a woman's anus; the slight pigmentation, a light brown, radiating outwards like rays converging at one point, the tightly closed anus occasionally twitching. There was still some vaginal fluid on my fingers, and a little saliva. Slowly, slowly, I inserted my index finger into the anus. The young woman didn't resist, nor did she seem dissatisfied, which only fueled my determination to explore. It was gentle, yet firm; my fingertip was already inside her anus. It was very tight. The charm of the anus lies in the tight grip of the ring-shaped opening. Unlike the birth canal, which gives you complete control, the anus only has a tight pressure at the entrance. Inside, it was completely flat. Of course, my other hand was stimulating her clitoris, which effectively alleviated her aversion to the foreign object in her anus. After inserting my fingers in and out of her anus a few times, she continued to diligently serve my penis. I couldn't bear to tell her to stop, so I had her lie down on the bed. Her nipples were inverted, but you could still find them if you looked carefully. After stroking her breasts for a while, I saw that her nipples were starting to stand erect. She was really aroused. I touched her vulva, but it was still completely dry. Damn, this is strange. Afraid of hurting her, I put some saliva on it and slid my fingers into her vagina. It was warm and moist inside, and her vaginal fluid seemed to be flowing. Strange, really strange. I couldn't help but ask her, "Why don't you have any fluid?"
"It's okay, my fluid won't leak out!"
What kind of acupoint is this? I won't say I've been with three thousand women, but I've certainly had several hundred. Either they're dry, or they're overflowing. I've never seen a hole that's warm inside and calm on the outside. Switching to another finger, without the lubrication of saliva, probing into the honey source, the moist, warm feeling returns. Hehe, a strange hole! I wonder what kind of hole it is!
Truly, different strokes for different folks!
The time for the little brother to take the field has come. Spreading the little sister's beautiful legs, the honeyed source has already delivered a declaration of war to the little brother. The little brother thrusts forward, and in an instant, he is in direct contact with the honeyed source. Don't be fooled by the calm outside; the little brother is slippery at first. He lowers his waist and adds force. The little sister is not like a virgin. When entering, one must be steady and deliberate. A virgin needs to be quick and forceful, starting from a point and gradually creating a great depth. With slow and gentle force applied to the waist, the little brother cuts through the thorns and brambles. The little brother slowly disappears into the honeyed source. The final attack requires applying pressure. With a thrust, the little brother plunges into the depths. The little sister lets out a muffled groan, a mixture of pleasure and pain. The expansion of the birth canal is a pleasure and pressure that a woman cannot resist.
After a few slow thrusts (I advise against being too rough with young girls, especially those with little sexual experience; pleasure builds gradually, unlike with older women who prefer rapid stimulation of the cervix), the girl closed her eyes and began to moan, which didn't sound fake. This continued for a few minutes, and I could clearly feel the vagina becoming wet. Her moans grew louder. I had her legs together; this position requires a larger penis, as it's easier to move around and thrust between the thighs. Essentially, your penis can't be too short. After a while, this position, due to the intense friction on the clitoris, intensified the woman's pleasure. The girl started moaning erratically, clearly experiencing some pleasure; her nipples hardened. "Wow, so much water! How long has it been since you last did it?"
"A few days, I just broke up with my boyfriend."
"Only a few days and you can't resist?"
"Oh, you're so naughty, ah... ah..."
After a few teasing remarks, I continued thrusting. "Is this good?"
"It feels so good, mmm...so good."
"Your ex-boyfriend never did this?"
"He only liked one position."
"Was his too small to do it?"
"His was about the same size as yours, but he couldn't do it as well as you..."
Every time the teasing was about to end, the little brother would make a deep thrust. He couldn't help it; he liked to hear a sound, whether it was a tire or a woman. "Why don't you come up and do it?" the little brother asked the little girl. Young girls have an advantage, especially good stamina. While they were talking, the little girl had already gotten up. The little brother was quite hard, and without any support, she sat down directly, albeit in a half-squatting position, moving up and down. The little girl, as expected, said inexperiencedly, "Isn't it uncomfortable doing it like this?"
"Then how should I do it?"
"Come on, kneel down, and then use your waist to move."
The little girl changed her position according to the little brother's instructions. The little brother held her waist, teaching her how to use her waist to twist. "Is this more comfortable than before?"
"Yes...it feels much better."
The younger woman wasn't used to this position yet, and her movements were somewhat awkward. This position stimulates the G-spot, which is why the woman enjoys it, and the change in pressure in the birth canal also makes the man feel good. Don't be fooled by the seemingly stimulating up-and-down movement of a woman in a half-squatting position; to truly enjoy it, the woman-on-top position requires kneeling and using the strength of the waist to move. However, the younger woman's figure was just too perfect. Her breasts swayed magnificently with the movement of her body, making the little brother want to ravage them. Then, switching to the doggy style, her round and perky buttocks were sticking out, and her birth canal was a mess, waiting for the little brother to comfort her. One thrust resulted in the younger woman's lewd and seductive charm. The moans of pleasure were followed by the act of making the younger sister lie face down on the bed. His hands grasped her large, alluring breasts, and he began a frenzied thrusting. The younger sister's loud moans faded into silence, broken only by heavy breathing and the intense contractions of her birth canal. She had clearly reached orgasm. After an orgasm, a woman is often languid; the younger sister felt like she was breathing heavily, and a wave of pity washed over him. He decided to rest for a while and recover his strength. He turned the younger sister over; her face was flushed, and her watery eyes looked at his penis, though a hint of desire lingered in the corners. Damn, another innocent type... "Was it good?"
"Mmm."
"Compared to your previous men?"
Men seemed to love asking these kinds of questions. It was actually quite boring, but his penis was also quite bored. "No one could do it like you. Actually, I like doing it from behind."
"Doesn't that feel a bit like being raped?"
"Hehe, a little, but I just like doing it this way."
Oh, you like it? This requires a lot of physical strength. My little sister's birth canal is a bit strange; it seems to be oval. The entrance is very tight, the middle is a bit empty, and towards the end, it feels like a little mouth is behind the tip of my penis—it feels great, but it's tiring. Let's switch to front entry. This time we need to finish the battle; it's getting late, I have to go to work this afternoon. I spread my little sister's legs and gave her a frenzied, intense stimulation. My little brother had previously said that the suction at the end of my little sister's birth canal felt really good. After several rounds of this, the little brother finally reached his limit, a numbness in his waist, and his seminal vesicles gushed out. The little sister took a shower and chatted with the little brother for a while, showing me photos saved on her phone. This led to an amusing incident: one of her friends, the girl who had introduced her to the water, had actually had a friendly encounter with the little brother in the same hotel room! Hahaha, Nanjing is really small! But if the price is right, those two sisters can definitely make you a yellow-legged crab!
The little sister sat on the sofa watching TV, and the little brother carefully examined her for a long time. "Wow, she really looks like her! Is she 'Milk Tea'?"
The little sister said, "No way, three people have already said she looks like her." But she herself didn't think so. The little brother, however, thought she did, and fantasized about the celebrity again. After arranging things, the little brother drove back to work, constantly thinking about the little "Milk Tea"...

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