A one-night stand with a medical school professor

A month ago, I met a girl on QQ named "I'm Not an Angel." She told me she was a teaching assistant at a medical university. We chatted casually about our lives, occasionally playing games like Dou Dizhu (a card game) on QQ. I never thought about meeting her or anything like that happening until yesterday. On my way home from work in the evening, I received an invitation from her on QQ: "Are you free tonight? I'd like to meet you." I haven't been in this city long, and I don't know many people. Making more friends might not be a bad thing. So I accepted her request, and we exchanged phone numbers and agreed on a meeting place.

As it got dark, we met at the XX coffee shop as agreed. She was 168 cm tall, wearing a dress that made her figure look exceptionally well-proportioned. She wasn't exactly beautiful, but "youthful and innocent" would be an understatement. Her standard Mandarin told me she wasn't a local. We sat facing each other, chatting about our first meeting. She said I was more handsome than she'd imagined, and I said she was prettier than I'd expected. We complimented each other like that.

I could sense a hint of sadness in her voice; she seemed unhappy, and meeting someone she met online was simply because of her troubles.

I asked her if she often met online friends' mothers. She said it was her first time. After getting to know each other, I learned she was from Hebei, graduated from a medical university here, and was now teaching basic medical courses to first-year students.

My phone's shutdown tone reminded me it was already 11:30 (I usually set my phone to automatically shut down at 11:30). I stood up and said, "It's late, I think you should go back to school." She immediately stood up, panicked, and said, "Oh no! How can it be so late? The school gates are locked! How am I going to get back?" I'm not a very calculating person, and seeing her anxious look, I didn't think much of it and just said, "How about I get you a room so you can sleep outside and go back tomorrow?" I didn't think much of it at the time; I was just trying to help out of kindness. I saw her blush, but she still agreed to my solution. I took her to a hotel and checked her in. As I stepped into the hotel room, my heart started pounding. I told myself I just wanted to help her, that I had no other intentions. I have a girlfriend; it's impossible for anything to happen between us, but my feet wouldn't leave… The room I got her was near the road, and although it was near the road, it was unusually quiet at almost 1 a.m. The neon lights outside shone through the window onto the walls, filling the room with a mesmerizing allure. To ease the awkward atmosphere, I turned on the TV. We leaned against the window and talked for a long time. I asked her how she dared to come to this place with me on our first meeting, wasn't she afraid I was a bad person? She covered her mouth and laughed, confidently saying, "The moment I saw you, I knew you weren't a bad person. If you were, I'd be willing to fall into your hands." I was startled, thinking, "Oh no! Damn it, have I met one of those 'prostitutes'? What she said made it sound like she was trying to seduce me." Only then did I begin to observe the woman before me. She had large eyes, long eyelashes, and two dimples when she smiled. Her V-neck dress accentuated her slender and sexy figure; the neckline was low, revealing glimpses of her pink underwear; her long, slender legs were symmetrical and straight. I think any man would be moved by such a beautiful woman, especially a man and woman alone in a room late at night. I'd heard from friends that some prostitutes these days pretend to be innocent, but once you sleep with them, they'll drain you of all your money, and you might even get STDs. If you contract one, you're doomed. I started to get scared, afraid this woman was a prostitute. I turned around, made an excuse to leave, said some words of concern, and left the hotel.

On my way home, her alluring figure kept appearing before my eyes. I was filled with resentment; people always say, "You have the desire but not the courage." Suddenly, I remembered that when we chatted on QQ, her IP address was always "xxx school xxx". An internal struggle began. The prize was practically in my grasp, why was I hesitant at this crucial moment? Besides, I could test her, right? So, I returned to the hotel and knocked on her door. When she opened it, I explained that the rented room was a private house, and the landlord was very strict; the door was locked from the inside, and I couldn't get in. She had just finished showering, wrapped in a clean white towel, looking so charming. She seemed a little embarrassed and remorseful, "It's all my fault." After a while, she whispered, "Why don't you stay here tonight too?" I was overjoyed! Ha, there's a chance!

She was embarrassed, wrapped in a bath towel, sitting on the edge of the bed, pretending to be calm while watching TV. I started to get bolder, because my friends had said that if a woman is willing to go to a hotel with you, 80% of the time she doesn't mind having sex with you.

I told her to go to sleep first and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, she was still sitting there, obviously a little lost. We turned off the TV and the lights and got into separate beds. I could turn the air conditioner to the lowest temperature and the highest fan speed, so I could find an excuse for myself. I lay there quietly for about 20 minutes, fantasizing about how great it would be to be on top of her; fantasizing about doing all sorts of positions with her, it was so wonderful. My penis was already as hard as an iron rod. Then she said she was a little cold and asked if I could turn the temperature up a bit. I said it's more comfortable to sleep when it's cold, and if she's afraid of the cold, I can sleep in your bed. She playfully replied, "You dare!" This really angered me. I was going to make it real. She said I wouldn't dare, but I was just looking for a topic to get her to come to her bed. I threw off the covers and jumped into her bed, and she screamed in fright. But she didn't seem to resist my advance. I grew bolder. She lay on her back, quiet and still, her breathing a little rapid. I tentatively reached out and touched the fleshy mound on her chest. I knew it was her breast. I turned her around 180 degrees and pressed myself against her. Her breathing was so rapid, and her hands began to cooperate. I licked her ears, neck, and breasts. She began to moan, her hands sliding from my back to my buttocks and thighs. My penis was already out of control, standing erect. She pulled down my pants, letting my penis rub up and down against her entrance. She was so wet! "It's even slippery like spring water!" Her breathing grew louder, and her delicate hands eagerly grabbed my penis and pushed it into her vagina. I didn't have much effort; with a "Ah!" from her, my penis went in smoothly. It was so warm and slippery inside. I held her two snow-white breasts with both hands, trying to penetrate her as deeply as possible in circular motions. She moaned, gripping my arms tightly and occasionally wriggling her hips to match my movements. Suddenly, she pushed me away. I asked her what was wrong. She said, "Will this cause a pregnancy? What if I get pregnant?" I stopped thrusting, hesitated for a moment, and said, "This is a hotel. Maybe they have condoms. Turn on the light and look." Her legs were wrapped around my buttocks, and her hands were around my neck. I picked her up and slowly moved towards the light switch. Because I had never been in this position with my girlfriend before, I was inexperienced, and just as I was about to reach the switch, my penis accidentally slipped out of her vagina. The light came on. Wow, her skin was so white; you'd want to lick it again and again. I looked around the counter but didn't find what we were looking for. Next, with the lights on, I inserted my penis into her. She kept her eyes closed, afraid to look at me. Stimulated by the sight, I became even more vigorous, lifting her legs onto my shoulders and watching my penis move in and out of her vagina. I played with her breasts with one hand and stroked her clitoris with the other, as if I could feel her vagina contracting, wave after wave. My grip tightened. Based on experience, I knew she had reached orgasm; her eyes were slightly closed, radiating a blissful daze. In the final thrust, I released billions of living seeds into her body. I saw her cry, perhaps out of regret, perhaps… (I never asked her later). After showering, she wouldn't let me touch her again. We each went to our own beds and slept until dawn.

[The End]

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