Romantic Encounters at a Golf Club

(1)

My name is Feng Shitu, which is taken from the story of the old horse that knows the way. I am 23 years old this year. After graduating from university, I was fortunate enough to find a good job at a golf club. Although the salary is not very high, I am very relaxed on weekdays. Every day, looking at the blue sky, white clouds and green golf course, I naturally feel very happy.

I live in Jinan, a city with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Although there aren't many golf clubs, the facilities are quite good. In particular, the golf club where I work—Dayan Golf Club—has three standard 18-hole golf courses. One course is specifically for beginners, one is for intermediate players, and the other is for professional players. The course has several bunkers and ponds, and a winding stream runs through it. However, because this course is very difficult, it's rarely used.

I often play on the intermediate-difficulty golf course. Although my skill level isn't high, I can teach men and women who know nothing about golf. I always play alone, dragging a big bag full of various clubs.

The Dayan Golf Club is located in a scenic area surrounded by mountains and rivers on the outskirts of the city. Not only is the environment beautiful, but it also has all kinds of supporting facilities. Near the golf course, there is a high-end hotel called "19 Holes." The name of the hotel is strange, perhaps because it is taken from the 18-hole golf course. The hotel has a bar, a restaurant, as well as guest rooms and bathrooms for people to relax in. There is a small parking lot outside the hotel. The hotel's restaurant is huge, and occasionally weddings or parties are held there. The guest rooms and bathrooms are extremely luxurious and secluded, specifically for the wealthy to enjoy themselves—in other words, for rich people to bring their lovers for a night of revelry.

On weekdays, not many people come to the Dayan Golf Club to play golf, but it's quite crowded on weekends and holidays. I saw many so-called famous businessmen and tycoons in the hotel. These people came in all shapes and sizes, tall and short, thin and fat, beautiful and ugly—everything imaginable. However, they all had one thing in common: they were all accompanied by stunningly beautiful women. Frankly, these women were incredibly beautiful; perhaps these wealthy men had gotten their hands on all the most beautiful girls in the city.

At first, when I first started working at the club, I was particularly envious of these beautiful women. These women seemed to have it all without working; just by having pretty faces and sleeping with the bosses, they had more money than they could spend. They lived carefree, even decadent, lives.

But as time went on, I realized that these beauties were lonely. A woman's loneliness usually refers to the disharmony in her sex life. After all, they were mistresses and concubines to men more than 20 years older than themselves. Naturally, they couldn't experience the feeling of having sex with strong, muscular men. Perhaps this was a small regret in their lives.

However, these beautiful women weren't as virtuous as I had imagined. They often secretly had sex with the young male hotel staff in their rooms to satisfy their lonely physical desires.

To be honest, I was one of the beneficiaries. I had sex with five or six beautiful young women and dignified, quiet housewives. When these beauties were having sex with men in bed, they tore off their usual quiet and dignified masks, and their debauchery left the men speechless.

As I mentioned before, this golf course isn't usually crowded, giving me plenty of free time. I enjoy playing on courses designed for intermediate-level players. Every afternoon, I stroll and play alone on the lush green course, dragging my large bag along. I love the tranquility and leisurely feeling. Looking out, I see a dense forest dotted with luxurious villas—a truly picturesque scene.

This afternoon, I took my usual leisurely stroll and played golf on the course. After a while, feeling a bit tired, I returned to a hotel near the course. The hotel has a row of porches on the first floor, facing the golf course. I sat leisurely on the porch, gazing aimlessly at the verdant golf course.

Suddenly, about 50 meters away, on a winding sidewalk beside the golf course, came

the sound of crisp footsteps. A riot of flowers obscured my view, and although I couldn't see anyone, I immediately recognized it as the sound of a woman's high heels.

The footsteps grew closer, and just as I expected, a beautiful woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six emerged from the flowers.

"Hello, miss, do you need my help?" I asked instinctively. To be honest, I especially enjoy talking to beautiful women; it gives me a feeling of getting something for myself.

The beautiful woman walked towards me, getting closer and closer. I defiantly stared at her pretty face and stood up to greet her.

"Hello!" she replied politely, a charming and sexy smile on her face. Her voice was beautiful, like a silver bell. Then, she walked past me haughtily.

I looked at her beautiful back with some disappointment. She was wearing a pink t-shirt and a light-colored tight skirt. She swayed her sexy and charming buttocks as she walked away. I stared intently at her buttocks. Based on my professional instincts, I could tell that this beautiful woman was not wearing underwear. My mind immediately conjured up an image of a fair-skinned, naked beauty. In an instant, I guessed that this beauty must have come here to find men for pleasure because she couldn't stand being lonely. I've seen many women like this.

(2)

Halfway there, the beautiful woman suddenly turned around and walked straight towards me. I was overjoyed. I knew she was a lonely woman, so I took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her. She walked closer to me step by step, and finally, she leaned on the railing of the porch and started talking to me.

I stared boldly at her fair face, my heart pounding. To be honest, she was a truly charming and beautiful girl, so beautiful that she stirred up illicit thoughts in me. If we were in a secluded grove, I would definitely be eager to strip her naked and rape her.

I looked her up and down, and I could guess that behind her t-shirt was a seductive, snow-white female body. A strange sexual urge surged within me, and my penis involuntarily became erect. Despite it being springtime, beads of sweat had unknowingly appeared on my forehead.

On a bright spring afternoon, I struck up a casual conversation with the beautiful woman in front of me. "Miss, how long have you lived in Jinan? Are you a member of our golf club? Do you like playing golf? Do you like the food at the restaurant?"

I even asked some rather provocative questions, "Miss, are you married? Do you like the golf course I manage? Where do you live? What do you do for a living? What does your husband do?

Can I teach you to play golf?"

This beautiful woman seemed quite bold; she answered all my questions, and in no time, we had gotten to know each other.

I told her my name was Feng Shitu, many people called me Xiao Feng, and that I had been working at this golf club for over two years.

The young woman told me her name was Zhao Xiaomei, and that she lived in a nearby villa area—a luxurious villa district. She pointed to a yellow Ferrari parked along a winding road in the distance, saying it was a birthday gift from her husband, and that she was 25 years old.

Hearing Zhao Xiaomei's words, my heart pounded wildly. I hadn't expected this beautiful girl to be so bold; she had told me her real age without any hesitation. I thought she was bound to do something even more shocking. Maybe she would be eager to ask me to sleep with her. I knew these girls well; they were very lonely, and they liked to walk around the streets without underwear.

Zhao Xiaomei didn't seem to want to hide the fact that she was a married young woman. She told her husband's name was Wang Huasen, a real estate tycoon whom everyone called President Wang.

Zhao Xiaomei's husband, Wang Huasen, went to Japan two weeks ago. He would stay there for four months to negotiate a business deal to purchase machinery and equipment. His business trip was very long, and he wanted to personally supervise the commissioning of the equipment.

I quickly calculated in my mind that Zhao Xiaomei's husband was going to stay in Japan for four months, and he had already been gone for two weeks. That meant this beautiful young woman hadn't had sex with her husband for two weeks, and she would have to endure more than three months of loneliness without a man. I could take this opportunity to have sex with Zhao Xiaomei, so that she could relieve her loneliness, and I could get pleasure from having sex with her. We were a perfect match.

To be honest, I especially enjoyed having sex with beautiful young women; I was an expert in this area. Young women are different from girls; their hymens, which used to be a source of shyness, had long been broken. They no longer had any shame or fear about having sex with men; they only had a strong desire for sex.

I chatted aimlessly with Zhao Xiaomei, but my thoughts were lost in deep contemplation. She seemed to sense it and whispered, "Xiao Feng, are you thinking about that wonderful thing?"

"No! No, I wasn't thinking about that wonderful thing at all!" I quickly protested.

Zhao Xiaomei leaned forward, her beautiful eyes fixed on me. "You men, always trying to take advantage of women." She then giggled.

I admit, I was thinking about having sex with beautiful women. Just thinking about it made my penis uncontrollably erect. I knew how to give beautiful women sexual pleasure; I was an expert in that area.

Last year, I seduced a boss's mistress. I sucked on her genitals, inserted my tongue into her vagina, and showed her my genital-licking skills. The beautiful young woman rolled around on the bed in pleasure.

To be honest, I especially enjoy sucking on a woman's vulva, gently biting her labia majora, labia minora, and clitoris with my teeth. I like to press my lips against a woman's vaginal opening and suck out her vaginal fluids. I like to insert my tongue directly into their vaginas.

Every woman I've sucked has been ecstatically overwhelmed by pleasure; they are immersed in intense sexual ecstasy, unable to extricate themselves.

I also have a special skill: shaving women's pubic hair. I don't know why so many women like to shave the pubic hair on their inner thighs. Actually, I think the pubic hair on the surface of a woman's genitals is particularly sexy and alluring. Perhaps it's because women feel that during sex, the pubic hair can easily be pulled into the vagina by the insertion of the labia majora, causing them pain.

I can shave the pubic hair on a woman's labia majora completely clean, and I leave the pubic hair on the bulge at the base of her thighs. I can trim the pubic hair into a heart shape, which some women particularly like.

I gazed at the beautiful young woman before me, my mind racing with fantasies. I especially loved hearing her tinkling, sexy voice. I longed to use my skills on her. The thought of her naked body filled me with unbridled excitement. I wanted to lick her genitals, to ravage her, to shave the pubic hair from her labia majora. I didn't know if other men had done these things to her, but I wanted her to experience my genital-licking skills, to suckle her dreamlike genitals with abandon, to thrust my tongue into her vagina… I wanted to make her scream with ecstasy.

I continued talking to Zhao Xiaomei, but my excitement grew ever stronger.

Zhao Xiaomei said she especially loved growing flowers. I told her I was particularly knowledgeable about flower cultivation; it was my major in college.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaomei's beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement. She invited me to her house to help her tend to her plants.

We chatted and laughed, finding ourselves increasingly compatible, and even became close friends. However, we both knew that Zhao Xiaomei's invitation wasn't just about tending to the plants; her real purpose was to find out if I, as a man, was suitable for sleeping with her and having sex with her. Women love to play little tricks.

I talked with Zhao Xiaomei for about an hour. It was getting late, and she was about to go home. As we parted, she said to me tenderly, "Xiao Feng, remember, if I need your help, please do."

Zhao Xiaomei's words made me think. "Does Zhao Xiaomei really just need my help tidying up the flowers?

Obviously not!"

(3)

All night long, I thought of Zhao Xiaomei. “If I need your help, please help me.”

These words kept echoing in my mind, making me feel like I was living in a dream. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to suck and lick her dreamy breasts, I wanted to give her a full-body massage, I wanted to make love to her wildly, I wanted to suck her snow-white breasts, I wanted to shave the pubic hair at the base of her thighs, I wanted to suck the sensitive and hard clitoris between her labia majora, I wanted to stick my tongue into her vagina, I wanted to make her scream with excitement.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I took out a dildo vibrator from the drawer and weighed it in my hand. In the past, I had used this thing to insert into the vaginas of those beautiful women. I longed to play with women’s genitals to my heart’s content.

As I imagined Zhao Xiaomei naked, I couldn't help but masturbate. Soon, I reached my climax and ejaculated uncontrollably. Oh, I missed Zhao Xiaomei so much; I wanted to make love to her wildly.

The next day, Zhao Xiaomei didn't come to the golf club. In the evening, I drove to the nearby luxurious villa area where Zhao Xiaomei lived. I drove around it three times, very slowly, glancing left and right at the villas, hoping to see Zhao Xiaomei, hoping she would come out of her villa to greet me. But I was disappointed.

To be honest, I don't know why, but I really fell for Zhao Xiaomei, just like when I had a crush on a pretty girl in my class in high school. My heart was filled with anticipation and disappointment. In the end, I had to drive home disappointed. At that moment, my biggest wish was to see Zhao Xiaomei again.

The next afternoon, I was busy at the golf club when suddenly I heard the familiar sound of high heels behind me. I guessed it must be Zhao Xiaomei. I turned around and, sure enough, it was Zhao Xiaomei. She was walking quickly towards me, looking very hurried.

"Hi, Feng Shitu, I just happened to be passing by, so I came in to see you. I saw you walk around our house three times yesterday. I thought your house must not be there. Are you lost?" Zhao Xiaomei said, half teasing and half mocking, and then she giggled.

"What are you saying? I don't understand!" I tried my best to explain.

"Xiao Feng, don't play dumb. Yesterday evening, you circled my villa three times. Did you come to see me? Did you miss me?" Zhao Xiaomei said softly. Then, she lowered her voice and said, "I'm sorry, I wanted to go out to greet you, but I was afraid of being seen by the neighbors and getting gossiped about, so... Oh, right, I was going to the bank to withdraw some pocket money. My wallet was empty, and I just happened to be passing by, so I came in to see you."

I stared blankly at Zhao Xiaomei's beautiful face. I didn't know if she was telling the truth, but she had definitely touched my heart. I asked myself honestly, am I really that lucky? A beautiful young woman, whose husband was away for three and a half months, needed a man to help her escape loneliness. She longed to have sex with a man, and luckily, I was just the right person to satisfy her sexual desires. As

Zhao Xiaomei and I walked and chatted, she asked me what I usually did. I told her I was busy all day, but I was lying. I told her I was writing a novel. I do enjoy writing, however, I don't know how to conceive a compelling novel.

"Writing novels! That's great! I especially love reading novels. Xiao Feng, what style of novels do you like to write?"

Zhao Xiaomei asked excitedly.

"I especially like writing erotic novels, particularly those about extramarital sex. I like collecting material from online relationship forums and turning it into novels. However, I'm still just an amateur writer. I want to write more professionally, but I don't have any good writing material, which is very frustrating,"

I rambled on.

I paused for a moment, glancing at the beautiful Zhao Xiaomei. I shouldn't have brought up extramarital sex in front of her, so I continued, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just rambling. Did I hurt you?"

"Go on, Xiao Feng, you didn't hurt me at all. My husband set some rules for me before he went to Japan, and I think you're quite suitable." Zhao Xiaomei finished speaking, a charming smile appearing on her face.

"Rules, Xiaomei, you… what do you mean? Why do you think I'm suitable?" I asked, puzzled.

“I’ll tell you in a bit, Feng Shitu, you adorable little boy,” Zhao Xiaomei said with a grin. Then, she launched into a long explanation. “I especially love reading novels. I spend several hours online every day reading novels, especially those passionate erotic novels. I think many of them are very well-written, some are masterpieces, while others are just so-so.”

“Xiaomei, why do you think these novels are so-so?” I asked curiously, really wanting to hear a lonely woman’s opinion on erotic novels.

"Some erotic novels are too veiled and not exciting enough, and more importantly, the sex scenes are too simplistic. A great erotic novel should be written like this: A man and a woman meet and fall in love. The girl boldly grabs the boy's penis, gently unzips his pants, and pulls it out. She then bends down and passionately sucks on it. Afterward, the boy strips the girl of all her clothes, carries her naked to the bed, and the girl forcefully spreads her legs..." "Legs, the girl's genitals at the base of her thighs were laid bare before the boy. He kneaded and sucked on her thighs with abandon, her vaginal fluids flowing freely. Then, he thrust his long, thick, and hard penis deep into her vagina, ejaculating a stream of milky white semen deep inside. The two made love wildly… This is what makes a great erotic novel." Zhao Xiaomei recounted at length, completely disregarding her status as a young married woman, as if she were expressing her own loneliness and longing.

"Oh, Xiaomei, you're absolutely right. Your explanation has enlightened me. Indeed, a great erotic novel should include explicit sexual descriptions; otherwise, it's merely deceiving the reader," I said, suddenly realizing.

“Yes, Feng Shitu, I completely agree with your point of view. Sex between men and women is a very pure thing. There is no coercion or violence. However, some people insist on deliberately distorting it and treating sex between men and women as a demon. In fact, these hypocritical men and women are darker than anyone else inside!” Zhao Xiaomei said sincerely, a charming smile on her face.

“Xiaomei, hearing your words is better than reading for 10 years. I plan to revise my novel according to your suggestions. I want to write a wonderful erotic novel. What I mean is…” I said excitedly, “By the way, Xiaomei, if you are interested, I can send my novel to you online. I want to hear your suggestions for revision. Believe me, my erotic novel will definitely help you get rid of your lonely life. After all, your husband has not been home for more than three months.”

I said excitedly, a lewd smile flashed across my face. I imagined the beautiful Zhao Xiaomei sitting naked in front of the computer, reading my erotic novel seriously. She was masturbating as she read.

(1)

My name is Feng Shitu, which is taken from the story of the old horse knowing the way. I am 23 years old this year. After graduating from university, I was fortunate enough to find a good job at a golf club. Although the salary wasn't very high, the work was quite leisurely. Every day, looking at the blue sky, white clouds, and lush green golf course, I naturally felt exceptionally relaxed.

I live in Jinan, a city with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Although there aren't many golf clubs, the facilities are quite good. In particular, the golf club where I work—Dayan Golf Club—has three standard 18-hole golf courses. One course is specifically for beginners, one is for intermediate players, and the other is for professional players. The course has several bunkers and ponds, and a winding stream runs through it. However, because this course is very difficult, it's rarely used.

I often play on the intermediate-difficulty golf course. Although my skill level isn't high, I can teach men and women who know nothing about golf. I always play alone, dragging a big bag full of various clubs.

The Dayan Golf Club is located in a scenic area surrounded by mountains and rivers on the outskirts of the city. Not only is the environment beautiful, but it also has all kinds of supporting facilities. Near the golf course, there is a high-end hotel called "19 Holes." The name of the hotel is strange, perhaps because it is taken from the 18-hole golf course. The hotel has a bar, a restaurant, as well as guest rooms and bathrooms for people to relax in. There is a small parking lot outside the hotel. The hotel's restaurant is huge, and occasionally weddings or parties are held there. The guest rooms and bathrooms are extremely luxurious and secluded, specifically for the wealthy to enjoy themselves—in other words, for rich people to bring their lovers for a night of revelry.

On weekdays, not many people come to the Dayan Golf Club to play golf, but it's quite crowded on weekends and holidays. I saw many so-called famous businessmen and tycoons in the hotel. These people came in all shapes and sizes, tall and short, thin and fat, beautiful and ugly—everything imaginable. However, they all had one thing in common: they were all accompanied by stunningly beautiful women. Frankly, these women were incredibly beautiful; perhaps these wealthy men had gotten their hands on all the most beautiful girls in the city.

At first, when I first started working at the club, I was particularly envious of these beautiful women. These women seemed to have it all without working; just by having pretty faces and sleeping with the bosses, they had more money than they could spend. They lived carefree, even decadent, lives.

But as time went on, I realized that these beauties were lonely. A woman's loneliness usually refers to the disharmony in her sex life. After all, they were mistresses and concubines to men more than 20 years older than themselves. Naturally, they couldn't experience the feeling of having sex with strong, muscular men. Perhaps this was a small regret in their lives.

However, these beautiful women weren't as virtuous as I had imagined. They often secretly had sex with the young male hotel staff in their rooms to satisfy their lonely physical desires.

To be honest, I was one of the beneficiaries. I had sex with five or six beautiful young women and dignified, quiet housewives. When these beauties were having sex with men in bed, they tore off their usual quiet and dignified masks, and their debauchery left the men speechless.

As I mentioned before, this golf course isn't usually crowded, giving me plenty of free time. I enjoy playing on courses designed for intermediate-level players. Every afternoon, I stroll and play alone on the lush green course, dragging my large bag along. I love the tranquility and leisurely feeling. Looking out, I see a dense forest dotted with luxurious villas—a truly picturesque scene.

This afternoon, I took my usual leisurely stroll and played golf on the course. After a while, feeling a bit tired, I returned to a hotel near the course. The hotel has a row of porches on the first floor, facing the golf course. I sat leisurely on the porch, gazing aimlessly at the verdant golf course.

Suddenly, about 50 meters away, on a winding sidewalk beside the golf course, came

the sound of crisp footsteps. A riot of flowers obscured my view, and although I couldn't see anyone, I immediately recognized it as the sound of a woman's high heels.

The footsteps grew closer, and just as I expected, a beautiful woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six emerged from the flowers.

"Hello, miss, do you need my help?" I asked instinctively. To be honest, I especially enjoy talking to beautiful women; it gives me a feeling of getting something for myself.

The beautiful woman walked towards me, getting closer and closer. I defiantly stared at her pretty face and stood up to greet her.

"Hello!" she replied politely, a charming and sexy smile on her face. Her voice was beautiful, like a silver bell. Then, she walked past me haughtily.

I looked at her beautiful back with some disappointment. She was wearing a pink t-shirt and a light-colored tight skirt. She swayed her sexy and charming buttocks as she walked away. I stared intently at her buttocks. Based on my professional instincts, I could tell that this beautiful woman was not wearing underwear. My mind immediately conjured up an image of a fair-skinned, naked beauty. In an instant, I guessed that this beauty must have come here to find men for pleasure because she couldn't stand being lonely. I've seen many women like this.

(2)

Halfway there, the beautiful woman suddenly turned around and walked straight towards me. I was overjoyed. I knew she was a lonely woman, so I took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her. She walked closer to me step by step, and finally, she leaned on the railing of the porch and started talking to me.

I stared boldly at her fair face, my heart pounding. To be honest, she was a truly charming and beautiful girl, so beautiful that she stirred up illicit thoughts in me. If we were in a secluded grove, I would definitely be eager to strip her naked and rape her.

I looked her up and down, and I could guess that behind her t-shirt was a seductive, snow-white female body. A strange sexual urge surged within me, and my penis involuntarily became erect. Despite it being springtime, beads of sweat had unknowingly appeared on my forehead.

On a bright spring afternoon, I struck up a casual conversation with the beautiful woman in front of me. "Miss, how long have you lived in Jinan? Are you a member of our golf club? Do you like playing golf? Do you like the food at the restaurant?"

I even asked some rather provocative questions, "Miss, are you married? Do you like the golf course I manage? Where do you live? What do you do for a living? What does your husband do?

Can I teach you to play golf?"

This beautiful woman seemed quite bold; she answered all my questions, and in no time, we had gotten to know each other.

I told her my name was Feng Shitu, many people called me Xiao Feng, and that I had been working at this golf club for over two years.

The young woman told me her name was Zhao Xiaomei, and that she lived in a nearby villa area—a luxurious villa district. She pointed to a yellow Ferrari parked along a winding road in the distance, saying it was a birthday gift from her husband, and that she was 25 years old.

Hearing Zhao Xiaomei's words, my heart pounded wildly. I hadn't expected this beautiful girl to be so bold; she had told me her real age without any hesitation. I thought she was bound to do something even more shocking. Maybe she would be eager to ask me to sleep with her. I knew these girls well; they were very lonely, and they liked to walk around the streets without underwear.

Zhao Xiaomei didn't seem to want to hide the fact that she was a married young woman. She told her husband's name was Wang Huasen, a real estate tycoon whom everyone called President Wang.

Zhao Xiaomei's husband, Wang Huasen, went to Japan two weeks ago. He would stay there for four months to negotiate a business deal to purchase machinery and equipment. His business trip was very long, and he wanted to personally supervise the commissioning of the equipment.

I quickly calculated in my mind that Zhao Xiaomei's husband was going to stay in Japan for four months, and he had already been gone for two weeks. That meant this beautiful young woman hadn't had sex with her husband for two weeks, and she would have to endure more than three months of loneliness without a man. I could take this opportunity to have sex with Zhao Xiaomei, so that she could relieve her loneliness, and I could get pleasure from having sex with her. We were a perfect match.

To be honest, I especially enjoyed having sex with beautiful young women; I was an expert in this area. Young women are different from girls; their hymens, which used to be a source of shyness, had long been broken. They no longer had any shame or fear about having sex with men; they only had a strong desire for sex.

I chatted aimlessly with Zhao Xiaomei, but my thoughts were lost in deep contemplation. She seemed to sense it and whispered, "Xiao Feng, are you thinking about that wonderful thing?"

"No! No, I wasn't thinking about that wonderful thing at all!" I quickly protested.

Zhao Xiaomei leaned forward, her beautiful eyes fixed on me. "You men, always trying to take advantage of women." She then giggled.

I admit, I was thinking about having sex with beautiful women. Just thinking about it made my penis uncontrollably erect. I knew how to give beautiful women sexual pleasure; I was an expert in that area.

Last year, I seduced a boss's mistress. I sucked on her genitals, inserted my tongue into her vagina, and showed her my genital-licking skills. The beautiful young woman rolled around on the bed in pleasure.

To be honest, I especially enjoy sucking on a woman's vulva, gently biting her labia majora, labia minora, and clitoris with my teeth. I like to press my lips against a woman's vaginal opening and suck out her vaginal fluids. I like to insert my tongue directly into their vaginas.

Every woman I've sucked has been ecstatically overwhelmed by pleasure; they are immersed in intense sexual ecstasy, unable to extricate themselves.

I also have a special skill: shaving women's pubic hair. I don't know why so many women like to shave the pubic hair on their inner thighs. Actually, I think the pubic hair on the surface of a woman's genitals is particularly sexy and alluring. Perhaps it's because women feel that during sex, the pubic hair can easily be pulled into the vagina by the insertion of the labia majora, causing them pain.

I can shave the pubic hair on a woman's labia majora completely clean, and I leave the pubic hair on the bulge at the base of her thighs. I can trim the pubic hair into a heart shape, which some women particularly like.

I gazed at the beautiful young woman before me, my mind racing with fantasies. I especially loved hearing her tinkling, sexy voice. I longed to use my skills on her. The thought of her naked body filled me with unbridled excitement. I wanted to lick her genitals, to ravage her, to shave the pubic hair from her labia majora. I didn't know if other men had done these things to her, but I wanted her to experience my genital-licking skills, to suckle her dreamlike genitals with abandon, to thrust my tongue into her vagina… I wanted to make her scream with ecstasy.

I continued talking to Zhao Xiaomei, but my excitement grew ever stronger.

Zhao Xiaomei said she especially loved growing flowers, and I told her that I was particularly knowledgeable about flower cultivation, which was my major in college.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaomei's beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement, and she invited me to her home to help her tend to her plants.

We chatted and laughed, finding ourselves increasingly compatible, and even became close friends who felt like we'd known each other for ages. However, we both knew that Zhao Xiaomei's invitation to her home wasn't just to tend to her plants; her real purpose was to find out if I, as a man, was suitable to sleep with her and have sex with her. Women love to play little tricks.

I talked with Zhao Xiaomei for about an hour. It was getting late, and she was about to go home. As we parted, she said to me tenderly, "Xiao Feng, remember, if I need your help, please do."

Zhao Xiaomei's words made me think. "Does Zhao Xiaomei really just need my help tidying up the flowers?

Obviously not!"

(3)

All night long, I thought of Zhao Xiaomei. “If I need your help, please help me.”

These words kept echoing in my mind, making me feel like I was living in a dream. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to suck and lick her dreamy breasts, I wanted to give her a full-body massage, I wanted to make love to her wildly, I wanted to suck her snow-white breasts, I wanted to shave the pubic hair at the base of her thighs, I wanted to suck the sensitive and hard clitoris between her labia majora, I wanted to stick my tongue into her vagina, I wanted to make her scream with excitement.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I took out a dildo vibrator from the drawer and weighed it in my hand. In the past, I had used this thing to insert into the vaginas of those beautiful women. I longed to play with women’s genitals to my heart’s content.

As I imagined Zhao Xiaomei naked, I couldn't help but masturbate. Soon, I reached my climax and ejaculated uncontrollably. Oh, I missed Zhao Xiaomei so much; I wanted to make love to her wildly.

The next day, Zhao Xiaomei didn't come to the golf club. In the evening, I drove to the nearby luxurious villa area where Zhao Xiaomei lived. I drove around it three times, very slowly, glancing left and right at the villas, hoping to see Zhao Xiaomei, hoping she would come out of her villa to greet me. But I was disappointed.

To be honest, I don't know why, but I really fell for Zhao Xiaomei, just like when I had a crush on a pretty girl in my class in high school. My heart was filled with anticipation and disappointment. In the end, I had to drive home disappointed. At that moment, my biggest wish was to see Zhao Xiaomei again.

The next afternoon, I was busy at the golf club when suddenly I heard the familiar sound of high heels behind me. I guessed it must be Zhao Xiaomei. I turned around and, sure enough, it was Zhao Xiaomei. She was walking quickly towards me, looking very hurried.

"Hi, Feng Shitu, I just happened to be passing by, so I came in to see you. I saw you walk around our house three times yesterday. I thought your house must not be there. Are you lost?" Zhao Xiaomei said, half teasing and half mocking, and then she giggled.

"What are you saying? I don't understand!" I tried my best to explain.

"Xiao Feng, don't play dumb. Yesterday evening, you circled my villa three times. Did you come to see me? Did you miss me?" Zhao Xiaomei said softly. Then, she lowered her voice and said, "I'm sorry, I wanted to go out to greet you, but I was afraid of being seen by the neighbors and getting gossiped about, so... Oh, right, I was going to the bank to withdraw some pocket money. My wallet was empty, and I just happened to be passing by, so I came in to see you."

I stared blankly at Zhao Xiaomei's beautiful face. I didn't know if she was telling the truth, but she had definitely touched my heart. I asked myself honestly, am I really that lucky? A beautiful young woman, whose husband was away for three and a half months, needed a man to help her overcome her loneliness. She longed to have sex with a man, and luckily, I was just the right person to satisfy her sexual desires.

As Zhao Xiaomei and I walked and chatted, she asked me what I did all day. I told her I was busy all day, but I was lying. I told her I was writing a novel. I did enjoy writing, but I didn't know how to conceive a compelling novel.

"Writing a novel! That's wonderful! I especially love reading novels. Xiao Feng, what style of novel do you like to write?"

Zhao Xiaomei asked excitedly.

"I especially enjoy writing erotic novels, particularly those about extramarital sex. I like collecting material from online relationship forums and turning it into novels. However, I'm still just an amateur writer. I want to write more professionally, but I don't have any good writing material, which is very frustrating for me,"

I rambled on.

I paused for a moment, glancing at the beautiful Zhao Xiaomei. I shouldn't have brought up extramarital sex in front of her, so I continued, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just rambling. Did I hurt you?"

"Go on, Xiao Feng, you didn't hurt me at all. My husband set some rules for me before he went to Japan, and I think you're quite suitable." Zhao Xiaomei finished speaking, a charming smile appearing on her face.

"Rules, Xiaomei, you… what do you mean? Why do you think I'm suitable?" I asked, puzzled.

“I’ll tell you in a bit, Feng Shitu, you adorable little boy,” Zhao Xiaomei said with a grin. Then, she launched into a long explanation. “I especially love reading novels. I spend several hours online every day reading novels, especially those passionate erotic novels. I think many of them are very well-written, some are masterpieces, while others are just so-so.”

“Xiaomei, why do you think these novels are so-so?” I asked curiously, really wanting to hear a lonely woman’s opinion on erotic novels.

"Some erotic novels are too veiled and not exciting enough, and more importantly, the sex scenes are too simplistic. A great erotic novel should be written like this: A man and a woman meet and fall in love. The girl boldly grabs the boy's penis, gently unzips his pants, and pulls it out. She then bends down and passionately sucks on it. Afterward, the boy strips the girl of all her clothes, carries her naked to the bed, and the girl forcefully spreads her legs..." "Legs, the girl's genitals at the base of her thighs were laid bare before the boy. He kneaded and sucked on her thighs with abandon, her vaginal fluids flowing freely. Then, he thrust his long, thick, and hard penis deep into her vagina, ejaculating a stream of milky white semen deep inside. The two made love wildly… This is what makes a great erotic novel." Zhao Xiaomei recounted at length, completely disregarding her status as a young married woman, as if she were expressing her own loneliness and longing.

"Oh, Xiaomei, you're absolutely right. Your explanation has enlightened me. Indeed, a great erotic novel should include explicit sexual descriptions; otherwise, it's merely deceiving the reader," I said, suddenly realizing.

“Yes, Feng Shitu, I completely agree with your point of view. Sex between men and women is a very pure thing. There is no coercion or violence. However, some people insist on deliberately distorting it and treating sex between men and women as a demon. In fact, these hypocritical men and women are darker than anyone else inside!” Zhao Xiaomei said sincerely, a charming smile on her face.

“Xiaomei, hearing your words is worth more than ten years of study. I plan to revise my novel according to your suggestions. I want to write a wonderful erotic novel. What I mean is…” I said excitedly, “By the way, Xiaomei, if you are interested, I can send my novel to you online. I want to hear your suggestions for revision. Believe me, my erotic novel will definitely help you get rid of your lonely life. After all, your husband hasn’t been home for more than three months.”

I said excitedly, a lewd smile flashing across my face. In my mind, I imagined the beautiful Zhao Xiaomei, completely naked, sitting in front of the computer, reading my erotic novel attentively, masturbating as she read.

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