High school students who are going astray

My name is Wu Xiaoping, a high school student who went astray
. As I sit in front of the computer, feeling lonely and bored, writing down my past, it's hard to describe the feelings in my heart.

(I) Yearning for

Rape When I entered high school, I was 15 years old. Unlike other girls in lower grades who were chased around by the seniors, almost no upper-grade students paid attention to me.

At that time, I was still a minor and undeveloped kid, and I didn't dare to walk with my head held high. Seeing my girlfriends going on dates frequently, I felt very itchy. At night, lying in my dormitory bed, touching my pubic area which hadn't grown a single hair, I couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In the second semester of my first year of high school, an opportunity finally came. A boy named Sun Yannan wrote me a love letter. He was handsome and tall, but somewhat gloomy. To be honest, I longed to be raped by him; it would be so exhilarating to be held in his strong arms. But he seemed timid; whenever he stood next to me, he wouldn't touch me.

One day, a shorter but even more handsome boy stopped me and demanded my name. I pretended to be shy and refused. He laughed wildly, "I see your chest is small and flat, so I'll call you Xiaoping (Little Flat)." Huh? I'd gotten lucky.

From then on, that boy named Lu Junfeng would call me "Xiaoping-mei, Xiaoping-mei" incessantly whenever he saw me. Once, during a power outage, he touched my still-developing breasts, leaving me restless for days. Actually, I liked this kind of straightforward boy; it gave me a lot of pleasure. And Sun Yannan, who might have truly loved me, never even held my hand.

I heard that Sun Yannan had a good chance of getting into a good university, so unconsciously my heart leaned towards him. I pretended to unintentionally reveal that Lu Junfeng had been harassing me, so the two of them got into a fight, and Sun Yannan won. However, he never touched me until he got into university.

(II) Waiting for the reclamation

After Sun Yannan got into university, he kept writing to me, but at this time, I could hardly feel anything for a boy who was not by my side and with whom I had no physical relationship.

Around that time, a senior high school girl I knew passed me a letter from a boy named Fang Yesheng. Although I'd heard he was a womanizer, I was lonely, so I secretly went on a date with him.

Fang Yesheng's parents were business people and often away from home. One weekend, he invited me to his house, and since I was bored anyway, I went. Since kissing was a common occurrence on dates, as soon as I entered his house, he roughly pounced on me on the bed, kissed me, and frantically rubbed my flat breasts with his hands. Even though his lips were covering my mouth, I couldn't help but let out a few muffled moans.

His hands moved downwards, slipping inside my underwear. When he touched my labia, he trembled with excitement. I felt his genitals throbbing against me, but I didn't stop him. Instead, I twisted my body and let out a soft "Ah."

My reaction probably encouraged him greatly, because he unbuttoned my shirt. Since my breasts weren't fully developed, I wasn't wearing a bra. His tongue began to lick my slightly hardened nipples, and I twisted even more vigorously, not in refusal, but in excitement.

But just as he was about to unbutton my pants, I suddenly thought of Sun Yannan. This boy, who had just confessed his feelings for me, wrote me a letter every week. The sincerity in his letters had earned high praise from my best friend, Sheng Yufang. And he was such a promising young man; I had no reason to choose this good-for-nothing scoundrel, Fang Yesheng, and abandon him.

Suddenly, I reached out and grabbed my pants, shouting resolutely, "No!" I had made my decision: to give my virginity to the boy who truly loved me—Sun Yannan.

Fang Yesheng was somewhat surprised, then hung his head dejectedly. I quickly dressed, sat at the table, and refused to look at him or say a word, feeling incredibly awkward. He suddenly grabbed my arm fiercely and asked, "Are you still thinking about that guy surnamed Sun?" I didn't say anything, feeling embarrassed for spoiling his excitement.

After a while, I said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do this so early. I'm only 16." He calmed down and asked, "Will you still talk to me?" I nodded, unsure whether it meant I was talking to him or not.

Later, when Fang Yesheng asked me out, I tried my best to find excuses not to go. But whenever I did go, I didn't refuse his kisses and touches at all. Once, he pulled my hand to touch his genitals. It was the first time I had ever touched a man's penis; it was hard, hot, and throbbing.

At first, I firmly refused his sexual advances, but the temptation became increasingly irresistible. Ever since that incident at his house, I'd been constantly fantasizing about sex, and my genitals were constantly aroused. But around this time, Sun Yannan stopped writing to me. Years later, I learned he was testing whether I had feelings for him.

However, I'm a very lazy person, so if he didn't write, I didn't either. Besides, my libido was high at that time, and I often secretly masturbated until late at night, leaving me feeling very tired. I was surprised to find that my breasts had grown larger, and a few sparse hairs had sprouted on my genitals. Fang Yesheng touched my breasts and clearly felt the change. He wanted me to unbutton my shirt so he could lick them. I figured I wouldn't lose my virginity that way, so I let him lick them. Several times I couldn't take it anymore and really wanted to have sex with him, but I desperately restrained myself because winter vacation was approaching, and I had to wait for Sun Yannan to come back.

Just before winter vacation, Sun Yannan wrote to me. He said he had injured himself playing basketball and told me his return date. After receiving the letter, I was filled with mixed emotions. I replied with extremely complicated feelings, but I pretended to be indifferent. I think this letter must have hurt him a little; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so sensitive to what Fang Yesheng and I had done as soon as he returned.

(III) The Era of Abstinence

When Sun Yannan returned, we were having our final exams. Since the afternoon was math, which I hated, I skipped it. My classmates told me they saw him chatting happily with his old buddies in the teaching building. Thinking about my affair with Fang Yesheng, I suddenly felt disgusted. I knew he would ask me out that night, so I took sick leave from evening study.

He was brought by a girl I disliked named Chen Shanhua. I felt uneasy, wondering what Chen Shanhua had told him. He wasn't excited at all when he saw me; he simply asked me to go for a walk on the playground. The moment he spoke, I knew he already knew about my affair. He subtly inquired about my life, but I didn't say a word, inwardly cursing, "You idiot, why are you asking such pointless questions? I've kept my body pure for you until now, get to the point!" But after walking around the playground a few times, his mood worsened. He walked me to my dorm room, saying he'd take me home the next day and then left.

I stood there, thinking that even if he didn't ask me out that night, he should at least kiss me before leaving, right? Seeing I wasn't moving, he came back, and my heart pounded. But all he said gently was, "Go into your dorm, it's cold," and then walked away without looking back. I knew he was angry with me, especially since I hadn't said anything he wanted to hear, which probably angered him.

I was also angry at his idiocy. So the next day, when he took me home, I didn't ask him to walk me very far. I could tell his eyes were a little red; he definitely hadn't slept well last night. But walking with him made me feel incredibly oppressed. He seemed to be digging into my past, practically demanding I admit my mistakes.

As he turned to leave, a pang of sadness struck me, and I suddenly had the urge to end things with Fang Yesheng. So, I boarded the boat heading to Fang's house. I told Fang Yesheng that I only loved Sun Yannan and that we were officially breaking up. His parents were home, and he didn't do anything to me. I even threatened him that Sun Yannan would hire someone to beat him up when school started after winter break, and that cowardly guy never bothered me again after that.

During winter break, Sun Yannan called me several times, but I hated his bossy tone, so I had my mother answer the phone. My mother gave him a thorough dressing-down, while I laughed rather brazenly. Sun Yannan was definitely disappointed in me. When school started again, he came to the school, but didn't look for me, and didn't write to me again for the next year. As for me

, I don't know why, I didn't flirt with any other boys during that year. Maybe deep down, I felt it was a pity to lose Sun Yannan, and I was also angry with myself. In

my senior year of high school, my grades plummeted. When I thought about how Sun Yannan had encouraged me to go on a date with him by the lake at his university, I laughed self-deprecatingly. I hardly attended classes anymore; I just liked to sleep.

During the day, I slept alone in my dormitory, caressing my own body, which, though not voluptuous, was smooth. I felt sorry for Sun Yannan; he hadn't even seen her, let alone touched her. The school finally couldn't tolerate my truancy any longer and advised me to drop out and go home. Sheng Yufang, Zhan Xingyan, and others went with me.

Since I dropped out in the second semester of my senior year, the winter of 2001 was probably the happiest time of my life. Although I no longer hung out with boys, I could skip classes openly and even visit the classroom when I was tired of playing. Before New Year's Day, I heard that Sun Yannan had written a letter to Chen Shanhua. I wondered if they were having an affair. I had someone steal the letter and was surprised to find that Sun Yannan had asked about my situation in it.

The idea of getting back together with him arose, and I immediately bought a greeting card, wrote a few simple words, and sent it. I understood that for someone who was so deeply in love with me, this was enough. Sure enough, he replied, saying he would come back to see me.

(IV) Flowers Bloom and Fade

When Sun Yannan returned, we were already on holiday, and he didn't call my home. I thought he was just making excuses. At the beginning of the second semester, I went to school to pack my things to go home. I heard Zhan Xingyan say that Sun Yannan was looking for me.

When he saw me, he seemed to be forcing a smile. I knew that before he found me, he had talked to Chen Shanhua for a long time, and perhaps Chen Shanhua had told him.

He strongly urged me to stay with him, saying that he had a lot to say to me. I understood that his purpose in keeping me here was to take advantage of me that night. But I had told my family I was going home that day, so I invited him to my house instead. To my surprise, he had become much bolder and wasn't afraid of my mother anymore; he actually came home with me. Sheng Yufang and Zhan Xingyan also came to visit.

My parents and brother vaguely knew about my relationship with him, and they were extremely pleased, especially after learning he was a student at a prestigious university. I discussed with Sheng Yufang and Zhan Xingyan about going to the city where his university was located to study computer science. However, when it was time to leave, Sheng Yufang was stopped by her family.

Zhan Xingyan and I, accompanied by my brother, arrived in his city, but were greatly disappointed with the computer school that advertised in newspapers, radio, and television, and insisted on going home. Sun Yannan's attempts to persuade me to stay were unsuccessful, so I could only watch helplessly as we boarded the train home.

Later, Sun Yannan called me several times, urging me to go back to that city, and I was somewhat tempted. Besides, I knew that if I stayed at home, I would never have a chance to get ahead. So, I packed my bags again and went to the county town alone to catch the train.

(V) Getting on the Wrong Sedan Chair

However, just as I was waiting for the train on the platform, I realized that I was on the wrong platform. In the distance, a train coming from the opposite direction from my destination was speeding towards me. I saw familiar faces in the crowd; they were several of my female classmates. They had been urging me to go to Nanchang to study computers. Having missed my train, I was very upset and, as if possessed, followed them to Nanchang.

Computer training schools all over the world are the same, as black as crows everywhere. In Nanchang, we learned practically nothing. Several of the girls who came with me were seduced by wealthy men, and they came back telling me about their experiences in bed.

Meanwhile, a handsome guy from Zhejiang made an offer to me. Disappointed and lonely, I started dating him, and things progressed quickly.

Sun Yannan tried every means to call and write to me; my heart was in turmoil. I had remained a virgin for three years for him, but fate seemed to decree that he couldn't enjoy my body. I started avoiding him and soon slept with Wang Badan from Zhejiang.

That day, Wang Badan invited me to his room to watch a video. It's funny, we computer students have been studying for almost half a year and we still don't know how to use the internet. Typing with pinyin, we can only manage thirteen or fourteen characters per minute, so our days are usually very boring. We used to go to Wang Badan's place often, but it was always with a few people. That day, when I went in, I realized it was just the two of us.

He was playing "The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra," and when the sex scene came on, I blushed and felt hot. He had already embraced me, his hand slipping under my clothes. After more than a year, suddenly reliving the feeling of being touched by a man sent a jolt of excitement through me. I kissed him first, and before he could even touch my genitals, he started undressing me.

My hand involuntarily reached for his genitals. He said in an excited, slightly trembling voice, "Okay, let me show you. By the way, take it out with your own hand." He urged me with his eyes. At this moment, I had lost my mind. I reached for Wang Badan's crotch and grabbed it. It was so hard and so big... I slowly pulled down the zipper and took his penis out from his underwear. When I saw that dark, thick penis that kept nodding, I was startled.

He didn't give me a chance to continue admiring myself. Suddenly, he forcefully spread my legs and began licking my genitals. Because of this position, it looked like I was about to urinate, and my face turned red to my ears. But, it felt so good… "Your nipples are pink. Are you a virgin?" Wang Badan took off his shirt, pants, and underwear in one go, and straddled me completely naked.

After stroking me a few more times, he said, "I can't take it anymore. I'm going to go in." His hard, thick thing touched the entrance of my petals, and he finally came. But, at that moment, a sharp pain shot through me.

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" "Ah? Is this really your first time?" I was in so much pain that tears were about to come out, and I couldn't say anything. He slowly inserted it, his thick, hot member completely enveloping me. Whether from pain or heat, I clung tightly to Wang Badan.

He kissed me, saying, "Xiaoping, relax a little, I can't move." Seeing my tension, he traced circles on my small breasts with his fingers, sending shivers of pleasure through me, and I involuntarily loosened my grip. I felt his member slowly withdrawing from my lower body, then suddenly thrusting in heavily. I cried out, "Ah!" An unprecedented sensation made my heart feel like it was about to leap from my chest.

Then, like a chicken pecking at rice, he moved in and out of my vagina at a rapid rhythm. My breathing became labored, so I had to take a deep breath and exhale heavily. The grinding sensation inside my vagina made me want to scream, but I was afraid others would hear, so I bit my lip desperately. As his rhythm quickened, I felt I had nowhere to vent, so I opened my mouth and bit his shoulder hard. He cried out, but the frequency increased even more, and I felt like I was being carried high into the sky.

Suddenly, he let out a heavy sigh and collapsed onto me, motionless. I felt as if I had plummeted to the bottom of a valley. It took me a while to come to my senses and ask, "Um, what's wrong?" He said weakly, "I'm about to collapse, let me rest for a bit." I wouldn't have it. I shook my lower body violently and frantically pressed him down beneath me, thrusting myself. After a while, as if unwilling to be suppressed, he came back again, his thing even thicker and hotter. I hummed a few times with pleasure, but his lips silenced me. I could only grab at his belly button with my hands.

Suddenly, I felt his thing throbbing intensely inside me, and a warm substance began to gush out in large spurts. He growled softly, and we embraced tightly, wanting to make this moment last longer. After about seven or eight seconds, the throbbing stopped, but his penis was still hard, as if it had stretched considerably, pressing against somewhere inside my body, making me not want to move at all.

His penis finally softened slowly and was squeezed out by my lower body. He buried his face between my two not-so-full breasts and mumbled something. I didn't want to talk for the time being and ignored him.

After a while, he climbed off me, glanced at my genitals, and then kissed me: "Thank you!" I knew he was thanking me for giving him my virginity, but I felt his gesture wasn't passionate enough, so I asked him, "Will you cherish me?" He nodded wearily and said, "There's so much blood, let me clean it for you." I rolled over, a little shyly saying, "Hmm... turn around, I'll do it myself." He roughly and teasingly pried my legs apart: "What's there to be shy about? I saw everything." I punched him lightly and let him be. He parted my labia with his fingers, and I felt something immediately flow out. I immediately covered my face and said, "Don't... wipe it off quickly." He gently wiped it, a ticklish sensation spreading throughout my body. I got up to look at the sheets—a huge pool of blood! I gasped in shock.

After that first time, my desires were incredibly strong. If seeing my own blood on the sheets made me feel even a little guilty towards Sun Yannan, I later completely indulged in my sexual desires and almost forgot about him. Of course, he wouldn't forget me so easily; he wrote to me repeatedly. I replied that we weren't suitable, and if he was willing, I could be his little sister. This letter deeply hurt him; his reply was furious, so I simply ignored him. I had

several passionate encounters with Wang Badan, but he refused to give me the key to his room, only allowing me to visit him on Mondays and Thursdays. It was difficult to find him at other times.

As summer vacation approached, I was worried that we wouldn't be able to do "that" for a long time after I went home, so I wanted to stay with him every day. One weekend, bored out of my mind, I went to his room and found the door locked. Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard a few woman's moans. I was all too familiar with those moans; they were the sounds made during pleasurable sex. I chuckled dismissively, but then I realized the sounds seemed to be coming from Wang Badan's room.

I pressed my ear to the door and heard that someone inside was indeed doing "that." What was worse, I could also hear a few muffled voices—it was Wang Badan!

I pounded on the door frantically, my anger flaring up. Someone inside asked, "Who is it? The master isn't in there." It was the woman speaking! I was even angrier: "You bastard, I heard you! Open the door!" Wang Badan opened the door, looking at me coldly. I didn't cry, I just grabbed his arm, my nails almost piercing his bones.

The woman wasn't fully dressed yet, her full, white breasts trembling, she walked over seductively and said, "What's wrong? Haven't you seen him doing it before? Come on, Brother Wang, let's show him." I angrily cursed, "Slut!" She raised her hand and slapped me hard, but Wang Badan didn't seem to care, walking back to his room and sitting down. I wanted to slap her back, but suddenly I lost my temper, covered my face and ran back to my bedroom, throwing myself onto the bed.

The next day, I packed my things and went home without telling anyone. I will never go back to Nanchang, that heartbreaking place.

(VI) Complete Depravity

When I got home, my parents were very affectionate towards me, which made me feel ashamed. I had to make up a lie and say that I was on vacation. Naturally, I was uneasy about the start of school in the second half of the year.

The "summer vacation" was a bit boring. I called Sheng Yufang and Zhan Xingyan, but they were not home. I had to hide in my room alone to watch porn and masturbate. More than ten days passed without doing that, and I started to become depraved. My desires swelled up.

One afternoon, the phone on the table rang. It was a man named Wang Jianbi who called. He was Sun Yannan's high school classmate. He said he was back and wanted to go home. He had a lot of things to take and couldn't carry them all by himself. He asked if I could help him. Anyway, I was bored, so I got a call, told my mom, and went out.

I knew Wang Jianbi quite well. Back in high school, he was pursuing Chen Shanhua from our class, and he often came to our classroom drunk and caused trouble. I heard he was now in the same city as Sun Yannan. I accompanied him over mountains and valleys to his house. It was getting late, but we could still get home.

When I said goodbye, Wang Jianbi tried to persuade me to stay, saying, "It's getting dark, don't go back. I'll take you tomorrow." Seeing that I was still hesitant, he whispered, "I can tell you about Sun Yannan, do you want to hear it?" So I stayed. But I slept with his mom that night, so I didn't hear anything about Sun Yannan. The next day, he and I hurried home early in the morning. His true nature finally showed; he was his usual shameless scoundrel, groping me all over with his lecherous grin. What's worse, he even said I had the smallest breasts he'd ever met. I was furious and ignored him the whole way home. He was staying in a friend's dormitory in town.

That evening, it was getting hot, and I received a call from Wang Jianbi, who said he was bored in his friend's dormitory and could tell me about Sun Yannan. I didn't want to talk to him, but I felt uncomfortable at home, so I went to his friend's dormitory in town.

He was shirtless, wearing beach shorts; I had never seen such an ugly man before. He initially told me about Sun Yannan. He said that when Sun Yannan was a freshman, a girl from another department who looked a lot like me pursued him, but at that time, he only had eyes for me and rejected her, and hadn't been in a relationship since.

After talking for a while, his hands started to wander over my waist, and I felt a sense of resistance. After all, he was Sun Yannan's good friend, and if I did *that* with him, Sun Yannan would definitely find out, so I stood up to leave. He pushed me down onto the bed, roughly pulled up my t-shirt, bit my nipple, and before I could say "no," he had already unbuttoned my capri pants. He was going to rape me! But a passion I had never felt before surged within me, and while pretending to twist my body and resist, I let out a very seductive moan.

He squeezed my genitals hard, then inserted his fingers. I cried out in pain—this pervert! He had incredibly long fingernails, scraping my vaginal walls until they ached terribly. He didn't seem to care about foreplay; he pulled out his penis and shoved it inside. To be honest, it wasn't long, but because my vagina was so tight, it felt very full once it was inside.

He wasn't very tall, so his movements were incredibly fast, making me feel dizzy. He might be a natural sadist; he took the opportunity to bite my breasts hard with his mouth. Although it hurt, it felt strangely pleasurable. But the pleasure was short-lived. Less than fifteen minutes later, he ejaculated on top of me.

Although the fan was at its strongest, I was drenched in sweat, so I pushed him aside, who was reluctant to leave my body, and he remained motionless as I moved him. I could tell he was satisfied, but I was still not satisfied. I turned him over, lay on his chest, gently biting his nipple, and reached down to his genitals, gently stroking his penis.

He opened his eyes, his energy returning, and his penis slowly hardened, so he pressed me down forcefully. But his hardness was short-lived; just as he was about to penetrate me, he went soft again. He cursed, "Damn it," and rubbed his soft, snake-like penis repeatedly against my vaginal opening, bringing some sensation back to my labia, which had become somewhat numb from the thrusting. As expected, his thing finally regained its power, lasting more than twenty minutes this time.

He wouldn't let me go home, so I had no choice but to sleep with him. I repeatedly begged him not to tell Sun Yannan about what happened that night, and he agreed. Later I found out that he told Sun Yannan about us as soon as he got there.

(VII) The Pleasure of Incest

The next day, I guessed that my parents had gone out to play cards, so I sneaked home. I furtively took the key to open the door, only to find my brother sitting in my room with a gloomy face. The TV wasn't on, and the fan wasn't on either. I felt that the atmosphere was wrong and wanted to quietly close the door and make a quick getaway.

"Come back!" I heard my brother shout loudly. How could my brother, who always doted on me, speak to me like that? I nervously reopened the door and went back in. Seeing my brother's expression, I decided to use my trump card—acting cute. In a slightly trembling voice, I said sweetly, "Oh dear, brother, what's wrong? You scared your little sister to death." I approached him and smelled alcohol—he rarely drinks, not even beer, so it seemed he got drunk easily. Knowing he was drunk, I felt relieved.

Who knew that my usual effective coaxing wouldn't work this time? My brother continued to question me loudly, "Where were you gallivanting around last night?" I was already a natural at lying: "Well, I went to see Lina in town. She was home alone last night." With a "bang," my brother slammed a piece of paper on the table. "Look at this! Don't think everyone doesn't know what you've been up to!" I suspiciously took the paper, and was immediately horrified. It was a letter from our "school" in Nanchang, saying I wasn't studying and was having inappropriate relationships, and that I was to be expelled.

My biggest fear was that the school would find out about what was going on at home. I wondered if my parents had seen the letter. Now, in front of my brother, I couldn't help but cry. "Stop crying! Tell me, who were you fooling around with last night?" I didn't dare to answer, and I lowered my voice a little.

My brother slammed his hand on the table again: "Do you know why I'm 26 and still haven't found a wife and settled down? I just want you to be successful, to study more, so I'm focused on making money for you! I won't even mention it when you were in high school, I told you to study computers, but you didn't go to Sun Yannan's place, you went to Nanchang to fool around. Well, now you've been expelled, and you still don't repent. Who were you with last night? What's the difference between you and a prostitute? How have you ever treated me?"

Hearing my brother say that I was no different from a prostitute, I burst into tears again. My brother stood up abruptly, grabbed my arm, and threw me heavily onto the bed. I covered my head with my hands, guessing that my brother was going to beat me, and quickly curled up. He suddenly grabbed my t-shirt, ripped off my bra, and slapped my breasts twice hard.

It all happened so suddenly; I stared at him in terror. My terrified and helpless state probably aroused his desire. His eyes were red, and he reeked of alcohol as he pressed himself against me, snarling, "I'd rather your own brother fuck you to death than let a customer fuck you!" I cried, "Brother, don't do this..." But he seemed to have lost his mind, tearing down my underwear.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, his movements were clumsy but incredibly powerful. He pinned my hands to the bed with both of his, his penis thrusting haphazardly against my genitals, sending shivers down my spine. Although I was still crying, seeing that I couldn't resist, I became a little more resigned. I secretly glanced at my brother's genitals, and wow, his penis was so big! But without guidance, his penis passed by my vagina three times without entering. Even more outrageous, once it even poked into my navel.

Afraid that I would resist, he raised my hands above my head, held them down with one hand, and used the other hand to guide his penis, thrusting it hard into my vagina. I couldn't help but cry out, feeling as if his penis was stabbing into my throat, making me feel choked.

Afraid of the smell of alcohol coming from his mouth, I turned my head away from him. He roughly grabbed my ear, pulled my face back, and pressed his alcohol-smelling lips against mine. Below was the pleasure of penetration, but above was the smell of alcohol I hated. I shook my head in resistance. He, however, wasn't satisfied. He grabbed my chin with one hand and, as my mouth opened, shoved his tongue inside, stirring it wildly.

I groaned softly, my hands unconsciously tightening their grip on my brother's waist, trying to make him move less. But I couldn't hold him back. He attacked me like a tidal wave, yelling, "I'll fuck you to death, you bitch! I'll fuck you to death, you bitch!" Because it was my brother on top of me, I dared not make any lewd moans, and could only bite my lip desperately.

It was truly a case of "one wave after another," the relentless thrusting ignited my inner energy. I gripped my brother's waist tightly with my legs, my body trembling with each thrust, my hands clawing and scratching at his back, sweat soaking my long hair.

He closed his eyes in ecstasy, seemingly oblivious to my soft, white flesh beneath him, mechanically and rapidly planting his seed. I finally couldn't help but moan, feeling his member suddenly swell to twice its size inside me, then I seemed to hear a "squeaking" sound as my brother ejaculated inside me.

He stopped thrusting, his once powerful body collapsing onto me. He grasped my breasts, gently rubbing his face against my cleavage, letting out a satisfied sigh.

When he opened his eyes and saw that it was his sister beneath him, he suddenly panicked, quickly dressed, opened the door, and left. I remained lying in bed, savoring the experience. To be honest, despite the incest, this time it felt the most wonderful.

Later, I learned that only my brother had seen the letter; my parents were still unaware. And my brother, although he often felt guilty about incest, was captivated by my fair body and wouldn't reveal the letter.

About half a month later, Wang Jianbi called me, asking me to come to his place. I told my parents I was going to study computers with Sun Yannan and didn't want to go back to Nanchang. My parents were the most supportive of my relationship with Sun Yannan, but they knew very little about it and didn't even know we had broken up.

My brother knew the inside story, but he didn't say anything. When he handed me a large sum of "tuition fees," he probably felt a little heartache. He certainly didn't expect the price of having sex with his "prostitute" sister to be so high.

(VIII) When Liu Baihua

arrived in Wang Jianbi's city, he was already waiting for me at the station. That night, after we ate out, he took me back. It was August, and the house was stuffy, but he couldn't wait to take off my clothes.

Just as he was about to pull down my jeans, he seemed to suddenly remember something, handing me a piece of chewing gum-like stuff, saying, "Hehe, this will make you more open." Without thinking, I chewed it, while he was already caressing my labia. I felt a strange warmth slowly rising from my lower body, making my heart race and my mouth dry, so I spread my legs wide, exposing my genitals completely, and began to caress my breasts with both hands.

He mounted me and moved his body to my chest, placing that slightly hot thing between my breasts, indicating that I should massage him with my breasts. I squeezed my breasts together forcefully, and he, still not content with being surrounded by the tender flesh of my breasts, thrust in and out like he was having sex. I felt his glans secrete some fluid, and as his penis rubbed back and forth, his foreskin retracted and expanded, stimulating the most sensitive nerves in my chest.

He placed that dark thing to my mouth, and I took it in without hesitation, gently biting it with my teeth. Perhaps this was a bit stimulating, because his breathing became heavy, and suddenly he pressed his entire genitals against my face, his penis thrusting back and forth in my mouth. My throat felt itchy, but I couldn't cough, feeling a little suffocated, yet unable to resist, I could only shake my head from side to side. I felt his penis begin to swell, and suddenly I regained my senses, desperately pushing him away, but a few drops of semen still shot onto my face.

This time, his penis didn't soften after ejaculation (I guessed he must have taken drugs). He forcefully spread my legs and thrust inside. But after the teasing, my vagina had secreted a lot of fluid, making his thrusts too slippery, and I didn't feel much pleasure. He spread his own legs and squeezed mine tightly between them. I also secretly exerted force in my vagina, trying to squeeze him tighter.

His movements were very rapid, but because he had to squeeze my legs, the contact wasn't very deep. Often, when he pulled out, my vagina couldn't hold him, and his penis would come out, forcing him to thrust in again. I found that when his penis entered my body, I would tremble with excitement, so I begged him to pull out a few more times before thrusting in again.

We rolled off the bed onto the floor, not caring that we were covered in dust. During our intercourse, he breathed heavily, and I moaned passionately. Our duet was perfectly synchronized, and the mingling of our fluids made a "whoosh" sound, while my buttocks slapped the floor with a "smack" sound. It was incredibly exciting.

We continued like this frantically for thirty minutes, both of us drenched in sweat and feeling completely exhausted. Luckily, he ejaculated then, and the hot semen aroused me even more, causing me to toss my body around repeatedly.

The next day, he went to work, and I slept until ten o'clock. This often happened afterward, and I suddenly felt a little lonely. We hardly had anything to say to each other anymore.

He only occasionally mentioned Sun Yannan to me, his words tinged with mockery. Yes, Sun Yannan couldn't sleep with me for three years, but he did it in three hours. Would I look cheap in other people's eyes, even in Wang Jianbi's?

One day, he came home dejected. That night, we drank heavily at dinner, and after finishing, he pushed me down and started having sex. But halfway through, he suddenly vomited all over me, making a mess of my chest. He seemed oblivious, remaining motionless, and after a while, he started snoring.

I helped him to bed and washed myself repeatedly in the dark, suddenly remembering Sun Yannan. We lived in the same city, yet I'd never seen him. He must be a junior in college now. Because of me, his once close relationship with Wang Jianbi vanished, and Wang Jianbi never went to see him again.

I suddenly felt a strong urge to see Sun Yannan, but I certainly wouldn't let Wang Jianbi take me. Since arriving here, he'd kept me in his room, having sex with me whenever he had the chance. He hadn't taken me anywhere, so I didn't even know where Sun Yannan's school was. And I was already a spent flower, what good would seeing him do?

The next day, Wang Jianbi didn't get up for work. I assumed he was drunk and didn't think much of it. But the third and fourth days were the same, and that's when I learned he'd lost his job. He would occasionally sneak out to look for work, and when he came back, he wouldn't tell me anything, just take me to have sex. I was getting anxious. I told him that it was better for two people to look for work than one, and asked him to take me to look for work too. He hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed.

My job search was far more successful than his. On my first day, I found a job as a sales clerk in a shopping mall, while he struggled to find one. After I started working, he spoke to me even less. I knew he was insecure; he didn't have sex often anymore, and when he did, he ejaculated before I even experienced pleasure. My desires became increasingly unfulfilled, and I finally started a secret affair with a boy in the same sales department.

That day, I took the bus with that boy to his place for a tryst. The bus happened to pass by the north gate of Sun Yannan's university, and we unexpectedly met. I saw him as he boarded the bus through the front door. In just over six months, he had gained a lot of weight, greatly obscuring his handsome features. Although he was smiling, a hint of melancholy still lingered between his brows. I longed to see him, but I didn't want to meet him like this.

So, I buried my face in the arm of the boy beside me. He still saw me, a startled glance, and a sharp pain immediately flashed in his eyes. It seemed he not only recognized me at a glance but still cared about me. My mind was in turmoil; I didn't even notice when he got off the bus.

A few days later, a guy named Zhao Guofu came to visit Wang Jianbi. After he left, Wang Jianbi closed the door and sat down in front of me with a gloomy expression. I lowered my head under his gaze, immediately sensing something was wrong.

Sure enough, he asked me which man I'd been seeing lately. I stammered and refused to answer, so he slapped me hard across the face. I was stunned. He probably realized he'd acted too impulsively and quickly touched my face, apologizing. He told me, "You had to let Sun Yannan see you! How can I face him now?" Not only did Sun Yannan see it, but he also told Zhao Guofu. "You've really given me a huge cuckold's horns!" I didn't know what to say and cried.

(IX) The Tea Grows Cold

After that incident, Wang Jianbi repeatedly apologized to me, and I also felt I'd gone too far, so I quit that job and quickly reconciled with him. However, his sexual function seemed to decline day by day, and I could only masturbate to quench my thirst when he wasn't around.

The weather was getting colder, but Wang Jianbi still hadn't found a job. I, on the other hand, was too lazy to look for work anymore. Wang Jianbi didn't have much savings to begin with, and the few thousand yuan I brought from home was almost gone. We were facing an unprecedented financial crisis.

I couldn't bear to cut my long hair, so I had to wash it frequently, but we were so poor we couldn't even afford shampoo, so I had to use soap. To make matters worse, Wang Jianbi contracted a strange illness. First, he coughed up black phlegm, then he vomited blood. I urged him to go to the hospital, but he struggled to say he was fine. However, his health deteriorated day by day, so we had to go home.

That winter back home was very difficult for me. Wang Jianbi was undergoing treatment and naturally couldn't do *that* with me, so my brother took advantage of the situation, raping me again and again. Although it brought me pleasure, my guilt grew daily.

That winter night, I often received unknown phone calls, often late at night. When I answered, the other end wouldn't say a word until I hung up. I guessed it might be Sun Yannan; perhaps he just wanted to hear my voice. A strong sense of guilt rose within me.

The following year, Wang Jianbi's condition improved somewhat, and we returned to that city. But this time, Wang Jianbi's luck was even worse. Not only could she not find a suitable job, but she was also repeatedly cheated by employment agencies, wasting a lot of energy and money.

One day, he told me painfully, "It seems they won't let me stay here. I'm thinking of going to Guangzhou to see what it's like." He asked for my opinion, but because I was thinking of Sun Yannan, I decided to stay. So he made a promise with me that he would come to see me again in the winter, and then he packed his bags and headed south.

After he left, I started looking for a job and quickly found a promotional job for a brand of liquor. This allowed me to support myself and even afford to splurge occasionally. Time flew by, and winter arrived. Sun Yannan was already a senior

in college. During my breaks, I often went to his campus. I would sit by the Weeping Lake (also known as Swan Lake) for a long time. Occasionally, college students would come and flirt with me, but I was not interested. Although we would hug and kiss, we never slept together. I often secretly followed behind Sun Yannan, but I never had the courage to say a word to him. Winter deepened, and Wang Jianbi finally disappeared, just as I expected.

Winter was the peak season for alcohol, and many customers drank my promotional drinks. When they got drunk, they inevitably started to grope me. Anyway, I wasn't a virgin, so I was easygoing and took the opportunity to earn some extra money. I was quite comfortable in the world of entertainment. I gradually came to realize that men aren't very interested in overly submissive women; they often prefer to encounter obstacles when conquering them.

In fact, men are inherently driven by a desire to rape, just as women are inherently driven by a desire to be raped. So, in front of guests, I often pretended to be unwilling, desperately protecting my body and not letting them easily take off my clothes. This trick was very effective, and I conquered many seasoned prostitutes with it.

(X) Lost in the World of Brothels

During the New Year, I didn't go home. All the other girls had left, and there were very few girls left to promote the hotel. That day, a middle-aged boss was hosting a dinner party at the hotel. I went in to promote our wine, and he readily accepted.

To be honest, although the boss was middle-aged, he was very charming, and I decided to seduce him. Because I was wearing very little in the air-conditioned private room, when pouring the wine, I intentionally or unintentionally touched the boss's face, back, and arms with my breasts. Every time I touched him, his eyes lit up, and he looked at me with great interest. I secretly felt smug: I've been hooked. The boss had a high alcohol tolerance and maintained excellent manners until the end of the banquet. After the drinks, we went to a private room to rest, and he called me in to pay the bill.

I took the bill and went into his private room with a reserved air. He was half-drunk and said, "Come here, young lady, come to me." I pretended to be oblivious to his charm, walked up to him, but stood a meter away from him.

He nodded, puzzled, and asked me, "How old are you, little girl?" I timidly replied, "19." His eyes lit up again, and he continued talking about incoherent things before getting to the point: "Little sister, would you like to keep me company tonight?" I took a step back and said, "No, boss, I have to go home right now." "Go home what!" He stood up, grabbed me, and pulled me into his arms. I struggled desperately, refusing in a tearful voice, "Boss, don't do this, I'm not that kind of person, just pay my bill..." "I'll pay you all at once later, I'll give you more, hahaha!" He violently tore open my shirt, pushed me down onto the sofa, and then pulled down my pants.

I kicked my legs wildly, but not wildly, because I could see clearly. As I kicked, I helped him pull down my pants, without hitting any sensitive areas. I cried out softly, "Boss, please, I'm scared..." "Scared of what, baby?" he said, pulling down his own pants and pulling out his hard, hot penis to insert into me. "Ah..." I screamed, "It hurts!"

He thought I was really in pain, but actually I was enjoying it so much I wanted to scream. He didn't move immediately, focusing his energy on his lower body, making his thing throb inside me. I deliberately turned my head away, ignoring him, and squeezed out a few tears. The boss quickly pressed his lips to my eyes, licking away my "tears," and then slowly moved his lower body.

I still pretended to be unwilling, and pressed my hands against his chest. He had some extra fat on his abdomen, which affected the connection between our bodies, and besides, I was deliberately squeezing my legs together, which made him quite uncomfortable. He said in a coaxing tone, "Baby, don't do this, I won't mistreat you, come on." I didn't move, still pretending to resist, but this further aroused his lust. He didn't care whether I was really in pain or pretending, and began to thrust in and out. I felt very pleasured, but in order not to let him see through my act, I pretended to grimace, occasionally letting out painful yet ecstatic moans.

He was completely conquered by me, and it didn't take long for him to ejaculate inside me. Afterwards, he lingered on top of me, playing with my nipples and breasts, licking my "tears."

My performance pleased this boss, Dong Dachuan, so he kept me as his mistress. And so, I spent my days sleeping, surfing the internet, and putting on makeup in the house he bought for me, waiting for his arrival.

Life was lonely and boring, so I began writing this autobiographical novel. Perhaps it's to commemorate something, or perhaps it's just to entertain the readers. Just as I was about to finish this novel, I met Sun Yannan again.

The day before yesterday, I was strolling around my neighborhood when I saw a familiar figure walking not far away. I ran over and called out, "Sun Yannan!" He turned around, looking at me with a complex expression. He had clearly lost a lot of weight, back to how he looked when we first met.

Seeing his tall and handsome figure, my heart suddenly pounded like a girl experiencing first love. Dong Dachuan happened to be out of town and wouldn't be back for a while, so I invited him to my place. He hesitated for a moment, then came with me.

As the door closed, my clothes silently slipped down. Sun Yannan seemed expressionless, reaching out to caress my breasts. I closed my eyes contentedly. Five years had passed, and I had finally given myself to him. Would he still care about this body of mine? I was absolutely certain that my body was more mature and attractive than it had been five years ago, and if he were willing to possess me, I could definitely take him to paradise.

However, the movements of my chest didn't continue; instead, I heard him walking towards the door. I went over and hugged him from behind, asking, "Yan Nan, you...?"

He gently pushed me away, his hand landing on my breast, but it didn't linger for long. He told me somewhat coldly, "If it were five years ago, or even a year ago, I would have gone crazy seeing you like this. But do you know how many middle school and high school students I've slept with in the past year? I used to like you because I liked your innocent and shy nature. Now, when I like girls, I still like that. I love their tender bodies and the cries of first love during sex. I definitely won't find that in you." After saying that, he turned and left.

I leaned weakly against the door, listening to his footsteps grow fainter and fainter...

My name is Wu Xiaoping. As I sit alone and bored in front of the computer writing down my past, it's hard to describe the feelings in my heart.

(I) Yearning to be Raped

When I entered high school, I was 15 years old. Unlike other younger girls who were pursued by upperclassmen, almost no upperclassmen paid any attention to me.

At that time, I was still a minor and undeveloped kid, and I didn't dare to walk with my head held high. Seeing my girlfriends frequently going on dates, I felt incredibly horny. At night, lying in my dormitory bed, touching my pubic area which hadn't grown a single hair, I couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In the second semester of my first year of high school, an opportunity finally came. A boy named Sun Yannan wrote me love letters. Although he was handsome and tall, he was somewhat gloomy. To be honest, I longed to be raped by him; it would be so pleasurable to be held in his strong arms. But he seemed timid; whenever he stood next to me, he wouldn't touch me.

One day, a shorter but more handsome boy stopped me and demanded my name. I pretended to be shy and refused. He laughed wildly and said, "I see your chest is small and flat, so I'll call you Xiaoping (Little Flat)." Huh? It turned out to be a lucky coincidence.

From then on, that boy named Lu Junfeng would call me "Little Flat Girl, Little Flat Girl" incessantly whenever he saw me. Once, during a power outage, he touched my still-undeveloped breasts, leaving me restless for days. Actually, I liked this kind of straightforward boy; it felt very satisfying. As for Sun Yannan, who might have truly loved me, he never even held my hand.

I heard that Sun Yannan had a good chance of getting into a good university, so I unconsciously leaned towards him. I pretended to casually reveal that Lu Junfeng had been harassing me, and the two of them got into a fight, which Sun Yannan won. However, he never touched me until he got into university.

(II) Waiting for the reclamation

After Sun Yannan got into university, he kept writing to me, but at this time, I could hardly feel anything for a boy who wasn't around and with whom I had no physical relationship.

At this time, a senior high school girl I knew passed me a letter written by a boy named Fang Yesheng. Although I heard that this guy was usually a womanizer, I secretly went on a date with him because I was lonely.

Fang Yesheng's parents were businessmen and were often away from home. One weekend, he asked me to come to his house. Since I was bored anyway, I went. Since kissing is a common occurrence on dates, as soon as I entered his house, he roughly pounced on me on the bed, kissing me and frantically kneading my flat breasts. Even though his lips were covering my mouth, I couldn't help but let out a few muffled moans.

His hands moved downwards, slipping inside my underwear. When he touched my labia, he trembled with excitement. I felt his genitals throbbing against me, but I didn't stop him. Instead, I twisted my body and softly cried out, "Ah!"

Perhaps my reaction greatly encouraged him, because he unbuttoned my shirt. Since my breasts weren't fully developed yet, I wasn't wearing a bra. His tongue began to lick my slightly hardened nipples, and I twisted even more forcefully, not in refusal, but in excitement.

But just as he was about to unbutton my pants, I suddenly thought of Sun Yannan. This boy, who had expressed his feelings for me for the first time, wrote me a letter every week, and the sincere affection revealed in his letters had earned high praise from my best friend, Sheng Yufang. And he was such a promising young man; I had no reason to choose this good-for-nothing Fang Yesheng and abandon him.

I suddenly reached out and grabbed my pants tightly, shouting resolutely, "No!" I had made my decision to give my virginity to the boy who truly loved me—Sun Yannan.

Fang Yesheng was somewhat surprised, then hung his head dejectedly. I quickly got dressed, sat down at the table, and didn't look at him or say a word, feeling incredibly awkward. Suddenly, he grabbed my arm tightly and asked, "Are you still thinking about that guy surnamed Sun?" I didn't answer, feeling bad for spoiling his excitement.

After a while, I said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do this so early. I'm only 16." He calmed down and asked, "So, will you still talk to me?" I nodded, unsure whether it meant I was talking to him or not.

Later, when Fang Yesheng asked me out, I tried my best to find excuses not to go. But whenever I did go, I didn't refuse his kisses and touches at all. Once, he pulled my hand to touch his genitals. It was the first time I had ever touched a man's penis; it was hard, hot, and throbbing.

At first, I firmly refused his advances, but the more I tried, the harder it became to resist the temptation. Ever since that incident at his house, I had been fantasizing about sex all the time, and my body was constantly aroused. But around this time, Sun Yannan stopped writing to me. I only found out years later that he was testing whether I had feelings for him.

However, I'm a very lazy person, so if he didn't write, I didn't write back either. Besides, I was experiencing a high sex drive at this time, often secretly masturbating until late at night, and my mental state was very poor. I was pleasantly surprised to find that my breasts had become larger, and a few sparse hairs had grown on my vulva. Fang Yesheng touched my breasts and clearly felt the change. He asked me to unbutton my shirt so he could lick them. I thought that since I wouldn't lose my virginity, I let him lick me. Several times I couldn't take it anymore and really wanted to have sex with him, but I desperately restrained myself because winter vacation was approaching, and I had to wait for Sun Yannan to come back.

When winter vacation was approaching, Sun Yannan wrote to me. He said he had injured himself while playing ball and told me the date he would be returning home. After receiving the letter, I was filled with mixed feelings. I replied with extremely complicated emotions, but I pretended to be indifferent. I think the letter must have hurt him, otherwise he wouldn't have been so sensitive to the matter between me and Fang Yesheng as soon as he returned.

(III) The Era of Abstinence

When Sun Yannan returned, we were taking our final exams. Since the afternoon was math, which I hated, I didn't take the exam. I heard from the girls in my class that they saw him chatting happily with his old buddies in the teaching building. I thought about my relationship with Fang Yesheng and suddenly felt disgusted. I knew he would ask me out that night, so I took sick leave from evening self-study.

He was brought by a girl I hated named Chen Shanhua. I felt very uneasy and didn't know what Chen Shanhua had said to him. He wasn't excited at all when he saw me, and asked me to go for a walk on the playground. The moment he opened his mouth, I knew he already knew about my past. He subtly inquired about my life, but I didn't say a word, inwardly cursing, "You idiot, why are you saying all this nonsense? I've kept my body pure for you until now, get to the point!" But after walking around the playground a few times, his mood worsened. He walked me to my dorm room, saying he'd take me home tomorrow and then he was leaving.

I stood there, thinking that even if he didn't ask me out that night, he should at least kiss me before leaving, right? Seeing I wasn't moving, he came back, and my heart pounded. But all he said gently was, "Let's go into the dorm, it's cold," and then walked away without looking back. I knew he was angry with me, especially since I hadn't said a single thing he wanted to hear, which probably angered him.

I was also angry at his idiocy. So the next day, when he saw me off, I didn't ask him to walk me very far. I could tell his eyes were a little red; he definitely hadn't slept well the night before. But walking with him made me feel suffocated; he seemed to be digging into my past, wanting me to admit my mistakes.

As he turned to leave, I felt a pang of sadness and suddenly had the urge to end things with Fang Yesheng. So, I boarded the boat heading to Fang's house. I told Fang Yesheng that I only loved Sun Yannan and that we were officially breaking up. His parents were home, and he didn't do anything to me. And I even threatened him, saying that when school started after winter break, Sun Yannan would get someone to beat him up. That cowardly guy never bothered me again after that.

Sun Yannan called me a few times during winter break, but I hated his bossy tone, so I had my mother answer the phone. My mother gave him a good scolding, and I laughed rather brazenly beside her. Sun Yannan was definitely disappointed in me. When school started again, he went to the school, but didn't look for me, and didn't write to me for the next year.

And me, I don't know why, I didn't flirt with any other boys that year. Maybe deep down, I felt it was a pity to lose Sun Yannan, and I was also angry with myself.

During my senior year of high school, my grades plummeted. The thought of Sun Yannan encouraging me to date him by the lake at his university made me laugh self-deprecatingly. I hardly attended classes anymore, preferring to sleep.

During the day, I'd sleep alone in my dorm, caressing my smooth, though not voluptuous, body, feeling sorry for Sun Yannan—he'd never even seen me, let alone touched me. Finally, the school couldn't tolerate my truancy any longer and advised me to drop out and go home. Sheng Yufang, Zhan Xingyan, and others went with me.

Since I dropped out in the second semester of my senior year, the winter of 2001 was probably the happiest time of my life. Although I no longer hung out with boys, I could skip classes openly and even go to the classroom when I was tired of playing. Before New Year's Day, I heard that Sun Yannan had written a letter to Chen Shanhua, and I wondered if they were having an affair. I had someone steal the letter and was surprised to find that Sun Yannan asked about my situation in the letter.

The idea of getting back together with him was born, and I immediately bought a greeting card, wrote a few simple words, and sent it. I understood that for someone who was so deeply in love with me, this was enough. Sure enough, he replied and said that he would come back to see me.

(IV) Flowers Bloom and Fade

When Sun Yannan came back, we were already on holiday, and he did not call my home. I thought he was just making excuses for me. At the beginning of the second semester, I went to school to pack my things to go home and heard Zhan Xingyan say that Sun Yannan was looking for me.

When he saw me, he seemed to be forcing a smile. I knew he had talked to Chen Shanhua for a long time before finding me, and perhaps Chen Shanhua had told him.

He insisted that I stay with him, saying he had a lot to say to me. I understood that his purpose in wanting me to stay was to take advantage of me that night. But I had told my family I was going home that day, so I invited him to my house instead. To my surprise, he had become much bolder and wasn't afraid of my mother anymore. He actually came home with me, and Sheng Yufang and Zhan Xingyan also came to visit.

My parents and brother vaguely knew about my relationship with him, and they were extremely pleased, especially when they learned he was a student at a prestigious university. I discussed with Sheng Yufang and Zhan Xingyan about going to the city where his university was located to study computer science. However, when it was time to depart, Sheng Yufang was stopped by her family.

Zhan Xingyan and I arrived in his city with my brother, but we were greatly disappointed by the computer school that advertised in newspapers, radio, and television, and we insisted on going home. Sun Yannan tried to persuade us to stay, but to no avail, and could only watch helplessly as we boarded the train home.

Later, Sun Yannan called me many times, asking me to go back to that city, and I was somewhat tempted. Besides, I knew that if I stayed at home, I would never have a chance to get ahead. So, I packed my bags again and went to the county town alone to catch the train.

(V) Getting on the wrong train

However, just as I was waiting for the train on the platform, I realized that I was on the wrong platform. And in the distance, the train coming from the opposite direction of my destination was speeding towards me. I saw familiar faces in the crowd—several of my female classmates. They had been urging me to go to Nanchang to study computers. Having missed my train, I was incredibly annoyed, but somehow I ended up going to Nanchang with them.

All computer training schools are the same, as corrupt as crows everywhere. In Nanchang, we learned practically nothing. Several of my friends who came with me were taken advantage of by wealthy men, and they came back telling me about their experiences in bed.

Meanwhile, a handsome guy from Zhejiang made advances towards me. Disappointed and lonely, I started dating him, and things progressed quickly.

Sun Yannan tried every means to call and write to me; my heart was in turmoil. I remained a virgin for him for three years, but fate seemed to decree that he could never possess my body. I began to avoid him and soon slept with Wang Badan from Zhejiang.

That day, Wang Badan invited me to his room to watch a video. It's funny, we're computer students, and after almost half a year, we still don't know how to use the internet. We can only type thirteen or fourteen characters a minute using pinyin, so our daily lives are quite boring. We used to go to Wang Badan's room often, but it was always with several people. That day, when I went in, I realized it was just the two of us.

He was playing the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra," and when the sex scene came on, I blushed and felt hot. He had already embraced me, and his hand slipped under my clothes. After more than a year, suddenly reliving the feeling of being touched by a man sent shivers down my spine, filling me with inexplicable excitement. I kissed him first, and before he could even touch my genitals, he started undressing me.

My hand involuntarily reached for his genitals. He said in an excited, slightly trembling voice, "Okay, let me show you. By the way, take it out with your own hand." He urged me with his eyes. At this moment, I had lost my mind. I reached for Wang Badan's crotch and grabbed it. It was so hard and so big... I slowly pulled down the zipper and took his penis out from his underwear. When I saw that dark, thick penis that kept nodding, I was startled.

He didn't give me a chance to continue admiring myself. Suddenly, he forcefully spread my legs and began licking my genitals. Because of this position, it looked like I was about to urinate, and my face turned red to my ears. But, it felt so good… "Your nipples are pink. Are you a virgin?" Wang Badan took off his shirt, pants, and underwear in one go, and straddled me completely naked.

After stroking me a few more times, he said, "I can't take it anymore. I'm going to go in." His hard, thick thing touched the entrance of my petals, and he finally came. But, at that moment, a sharp pain shot through me.

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" "Ah? Is this really your first time?" I was in so much pain that tears were about to come out, and I couldn't say anything. He slowly inserted it, his thick, hot member completely enveloping me. Whether from pain or heat, I clung tightly to Wang Badan.

He kissed me, saying, "Xiaoping, relax a little, I can't move." Seeing my tension, he traced circles on my small breasts with his fingers, sending shivers of pleasure through me, and I involuntarily loosened my grip. I felt his member slowly withdrawing from my lower body, then suddenly thrusting in heavily. I cried out, "Ah!" An unprecedented sensation made my heart feel like it was about to leap from my chest.

Then, like a chicken pecking at rice, he moved in and out of my vagina at a rapid rhythm. My breathing became labored, so I had to take a deep breath and exhale heavily. The grinding sensation inside my vagina made me want to scream, but I was afraid others would hear, so I bit my lip desperately. As his rhythm quickened, I felt pent-up, so I opened my mouth and bit his shoulder hard. He cried out, but the frequency increased even more, and I felt like I was being carried high into the sky.

Suddenly, he let out a heavy sigh and collapsed onto me, motionless. I felt as if I had plummeted to the bottom of a valley. It took me a while to come to my senses and ask, "Um, what's wrong?" He said weakly, "I'm about to collapse, let me rest for a bit." I wouldn't have it, I shook my lower body violently and frantically pressed him down beneath me, thrusting myself. After a while, as if unwilling to be suppressed, he came back again, his thing even thicker and hotter. I hummed a few times with pleasure, but his lips silenced me, so I could only grab at his belly button with my hands.

Suddenly, I felt his thing throbbing intensely inside me, and a warm substance began to gush out in large spurts. He growled softly, and we embraced tightly, wanting to make this moment last longer. After about seven or eight seconds, the throbbing stopped, but his penis was still hard, as if it had stretched considerably, pressing against somewhere inside my body, making me not want to move at all.

His penis finally softened slowly and was squeezed out by my lower body. He buried his face between my two not-so-full breasts and mumbled something. I didn't want to talk for the time being and ignored him.

After a while, he climbed off me, glanced at my genitals, and then kissed me: "Thank you!" I knew he was thanking me for giving him my virginity, but I felt his gesture wasn't passionate enough, so I asked him, "Will you cherish me?" He nodded wearily and said, "There's so much blood, let me clean it for you." I rolled over, a little shyly saying, "Hmm... turn around, I'll do it myself." He roughly and teasingly pried my legs apart: "What's there to be shy about? I saw everything." I punched him lightly and let him be. He parted my labia with his fingers, and I felt something immediately flow out. I immediately covered my face and said, "Don't... wipe it off quickly." He gently wiped it, a ticklish sensation spreading throughout my body. I got up to look at the sheets—a huge pool of blood! I gasped in shock.

After that first time, my desires were incredibly strong. If seeing my own blood on the sheets made me feel even a little guilty towards Sun Yannan, I later completely indulged in my sexual desires and almost forgot about him. Of course, he wouldn't forget me so easily; he wrote to me repeatedly. I replied that we weren't suitable, and if he was willing, I could be his little sister. This letter deeply hurt him; his reply was furious, so I simply ignored him. I had

several passionate encounters with Wang Badan, but he refused to give me the key to his room, only allowing me to visit him on Mondays and Thursdays. It was difficult to find him at other times.

As summer vacation approached, I was worried that we wouldn't be able to do "that" for a long time after I went home, so I wanted to stay with him every day. One weekend, bored out of my mind, I went to his room and found the door locked. Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard a few woman's moans. I was all too familiar with those moans; they were the sounds made during pleasurable sex. I chuckled dismissively, but then I realized the sounds seemed to be coming from Wang Badan's room.

I pressed my ear to the door and heard that someone inside was indeed doing "that." What was worse, I could also hear a few muffled voices—it was Wang Badan!

I pounded on the door frantically, my anger flaring up. Someone inside asked, "Who is it? The master isn't in there." It was the woman speaking! I was even angrier: "You bastard, I heard you! Open the door!" Wang Badan opened the door, looking at me coldly. I didn't cry, I just grabbed his arm, my nails almost piercing his bones.

The woman wasn't fully dressed yet, her full, white breasts trembling, she walked over seductively and said, "What's wrong? Haven't you seen him doing it before? Come on, Brother Wang, let's show him." I angrily cursed, "Slut!" She raised her hand and slapped me hard, but Wang Badan didn't seem to care, walking back to his room and sitting down. I wanted to slap her back, but suddenly I lost my temper, covered my face and ran back to my bedroom, throwing myself onto the bed.

The next day, I packed my things and went home without telling anyone. I will never go back to Nanchang, that heartbreaking place.

(VI) Complete Depravity

When I got home, my parents were very affectionate towards me, which made me feel ashamed. I had to make up a lie and say that I was on vacation. Naturally, I was uneasy about the start of school in the second half of the year.

The "summer vacation" was a bit boring. I called Sheng Yufang and Zhan Xingyan, but they were not home. I had to hide in my room alone to watch porn and masturbate. More than ten days passed without doing that, and I started to become depraved. My desires swelled up.

One afternoon, the phone on the table rang. It was a man named Wang Jianbi who called. He was Sun Yannan's high school classmate. He said he was back and wanted to go home. He had a lot of things to take and couldn't carry them all by himself. He asked if I could help him. Anyway, I was bored, so I got a call, told my mom, and went out.

I knew Wang Jianbi quite well. Back in high school, he was pursuing Chen Shanhua from our class, and he often came to our classroom drunk and caused trouble. I heard he was now in the same city as Sun Yannan. I accompanied him over mountains and valleys to his house. It was getting late, but we could still get home.

When I said goodbye, Wang Jianbi tried to persuade me to stay, saying, "It's getting dark, don't go back. I'll take you tomorrow." Seeing that I was still hesitant, he whispered, "I can tell you about Sun Yannan, do you want to hear it?" So I stayed. But I slept with his mom that night, so I didn't hear anything about Sun Yannan. The next day, he and I hurried home early in the morning. His true nature finally showed; he was his usual shameless and scoundrel-like self, groping me all over with his lecherous grin. What's worse, he even said I was the girl with the smallest breasts he'd ever met. I got angry and ignored him the whole way home. He was staying in a friend's dormitory in town.

It was a hot evening when I received a call from Wang Jianbi. He said he was bored in his friend's dorm and could tell me about Sun Yannan. I didn't want to talk to him, but I felt uncomfortable sitting at home, so I went to his friend's dorm in town.

He was shirtless, wearing beach shorts, and I had never seen such an ugly man before. At first, he really did tell me about Sun Yannan. He said that when Sun Yannan was a freshman, a girl from another department who looked a lot like me pursued him, but at that time, he only had eyes for me and rejected her. He hadn't been in a relationship since.

After talking for a while, his hands started to wander over my waist, and I felt a sense of resistance. Because he was Sun Yannan's good friend, and if I did *that* with him, Sun Yannan would definitely find out, I stood up to leave. He pushed me onto the bed, roughly ripped open my t-shirt, bit my nipple, and before I could say "no," he had already unbuttoned my capri pants. He was going to rape me! But a passion I'd never felt before surged within me, and while I pretended to struggle, I let out a seductive moan.

He squeezed my genitals hard, inserted his fingers, and I cried out in pain—this pervert! He had very long fingernails, scraping my vaginal walls painfully. He didn't seem to have any intention of continuing foreplay; he pulled out his penis and thrust it inside. To be honest, his thing wasn't long, but because my vagina is tight, it felt very full once it went in.

He wasn't very tall either, so his movements were like lightning, making me a little dizzy. He might be a natural sadist; he would take a break and bite my breasts hard with his mouth, which hurt, but it felt incredibly pleasurable. But the good times didn't last long; less than fifteen minutes later, he ejaculated on top of me.

Even though the fan was on full blast, I was drenched in sweat, so I pushed him aside, who was reluctant to leave my body, and he remained motionless, letting me sway him. I could tell he was satisfied, but I was still unsatisfied. I rolled him over, straddled his chest, gently biting his nipple, and reached down to his genitals, lightly stroking his penis.

He opened his eyes, his energy returning, and his penis slowly hardened. He then pressed me down forcefully. But his erection was short-lived; just as he was about to penetrate, it went soft again. He cursed, "Damn it," and rubbed his limp penis repeatedly against my vaginal opening, rekindling the sensation in my labia, which had become somewhat numb from the thrusting. As expected, his penis finally regained its strength, and this time it lasted for over twenty minutes.

He wouldn't let me go home, so I had no choice but to sleep with him. I repeatedly begged him not to tell Sun Yannan about what happened that night, and he agreed. Later I found out that he told Sun Yannan about us as soon as he arrived.

(VII) The Pleasure of Incest

The next day, I guessed that my parents had gone out to play cards, so I sneaked home. I furtively took the key and opened the door, only to find my brother sitting in my room with a gloomy face. The TV was off, and the fan was off. I felt that the atmosphere was wrong and wanted to quietly close the door and make a quick getaway.

"Come back!" I heard my brother shout loudly. How could my brother, who always doted on me, talk to me like that? I nervously opened the door again and went in. Seeing my brother's face, I decided to use my trump card—acting cute. I pleaded in a slightly trembling voice, unable to hide my distress, "Oh dear, brother, what's wrong? You scared your little sister to death!" I approached him and smelled alcohol—he rarely drank, not even beer, so it seemed he was drunk after just one sip. Knowing he was drunk, I felt a sense of relief.

But my usual effective pleading failed me this time. My brother continued to question me loudly, "Where were you gallivanting off to last night?" I lied without thinking, "Well, I went to see Lina in town. She was home alone last night." With a "bang," my brother slammed a piece of paper on the table. "Look at this! Don't think everyone doesn't know what you've been up to!" I suspiciously picked up the paper, and a look at it made me horrified. It turned out to be a letter from our "school" in Nanchang, saying that I wasn't studying and was having illicit relationships, and that I would be expelled.

My biggest fear was that the school would find out about those things with my family. I wondered if my parents had seen the letter. Now, in front of my brother, I couldn't help but cry. "Stop crying! Tell me, who were you fooling around with last night?" I didn't dare answer, and lowered my voice a little.

My brother slammed his hand on the table again: "Do you know why I'm 26 and still haven't found a wife and settled down? I just want you to be successful, to study more, so I'm focused on making money for you! I won't even mention it when you were in high school, I told you to study computers, but you didn't go to Sun Yannan's place, you went to Nanchang to fool around. Well, now you've been expelled, and you still don't repent. Which guy did you go with last night? What's the difference between you and a prostitute? How have you ever treated me?"

Hearing my brother say that I was no different from a prostitute, I burst into tears again. My brother stood up abruptly, grabbed my arm, and threw me heavily onto the bed. I covered my head with my hands, guessing that my brother was going to beat me, and quickly curled up. But instead, he pulled up my t-shirt, ripped off my bra, and slapped my breasts hard twice.

Everything happened so suddenly. I stared at him in terror. My terrified and helpless state probably aroused his desire. His eyes were red, and he reeked of alcohol as he pressed himself against me, cursing viciously, "I'd rather your own brother fuck you to death than let a customer fuck you!" I cried, "Brother, don't do this..." But he seemed to have lost his mind, tearing down my underwear.

Perhaps because he was drunk, his movements were somewhat clumsy, but very forceful. He used both hands to pin my hands to the bed, his penis thrusting haphazardly against my genitals, making my whole body go numb. Although I was still crying, seeing that I couldn't resist, I became a little more resigned, secretly glancing at my brother's genitals. Ah, his penis was so big! But without guidance, his penis passed by my vagina three times without entering. Even more outrageous, one time it actually poked into my navel.

Afraid I would resist, he raised my hands above my head, holding them down with one hand while using the other to guide his penis, and thrust it hard into my vagina. I couldn't help but cry out, feeling as if his penis was piercing my throat, making me feel choked.

I was afraid of the smell of alcohol coming from his mouth, so I turned my head away from him. He roughly grabbed my ear, pulled my face back, and pressed his alcohol-smelling mouth against my lips. Below was the pleasure of going in and out, but above was the smell of alcohol that I hated. I shook my head in resistance. He wasn't satisfied yet. He grabbed my chin with one hand and, as my mouth opened, shoved his tongue inside, rummaging around.

I groaned softly, my hands unconsciously tightening their grip on my brother's waist, trying to make him move less. But I couldn't hold him back. He attacked me like a tidal wave, yelling, "I'll fuck you to death, you bitch! I'll fuck you to death, you bitch!" Because it was my brother on top of me, I dared not make any lewd moans, and could only bite my lip desperately.

It was truly a case of "one wave after another," the relentless thrusting ignited my inner energy. I gripped my brother's waist tightly with my legs, my body trembling with each thrust, my hands clawing and scratching at his back, sweat soaking my long hair.

He closed his eyes in ecstasy, seemingly oblivious to my soft, white flesh beneath him, mechanically and rapidly planting his seed. I finally couldn't help but moan, feeling his member suddenly swell to twice its size inside me, then I seemed to hear a "squeaking" sound as my brother ejaculated inside me.

He stopped thrusting, his once powerful body collapsing onto me. He grasped my breasts, gently rubbing his face against my cleavage, letting out a satisfied sigh.

When he opened his eyes and saw that it was his sister beneath him, he suddenly panicked, hurriedly dressed, opened the door, and left. I, however, remained lying in bed, savoring the experience. To be honest, despite the incest, this time it felt the most wonderful.

Later, I learned that only my brother had seen the letter; my parents were still unaware. Although my brother often felt guilty about the incestuous relationship, he was captivated by my fair and tender body and wouldn't reveal the letter.

About two weeks later, Wang Jianbi called me and asked me to come to his place. I told my parents I was going to study computers with Sun Yannan and didn't want to go back to Nanchang. My parents were very supportive of my relationship with Sun Yannan, but they knew very little about it; they didn't even know we had broken up.

Although my brother knew the truth, he didn't say anything. When he handed me a large sum of "tuition money," he probably felt a pang of regret. He certainly hadn't expected the price of having sex with his "prostitute" sister to be so high.

(8) When I

arrived in Wang Jianbi's city, he was already waiting for me at the train station. That evening, after we ate out, he took me back home. It was August, and the house was stuffy, but he couldn't wait to take off my clothes. Just as he

was about to pull down my jeans, he seemed to suddenly remember something and handed me something that looked like chewing gum, saying, "Hehe, this will make you more open." Without thinking, I started chewing it, while he was already stroking my labia. I felt a strange warmth slowly rising from my lower body, making my heart race and my mouth dry. So I spread my legs wide, exposing my genitals completely, and began to caress my breasts with both hands.

He mounted me and positioned himself between my breasts, placing his slightly hot penis in my cleavage, gesturing for me to massage him with my breasts. I squeezed my breasts together forcefully, but he, still not content with being surrounded by my tender flesh, continued thrusting like he was having sex. I felt his glans secreting some fluid, and as his penis moved back and forth, the foreskin retracting and expanding, stimulating the most sensitive nerves in my breasts.

He placed that dark thing near my mouth, and without hesitation, I took it in, gently biting it with my teeth. Perhaps this was a bit stimulating, for his breathing became heavy, and suddenly he pressed his entire genitals against my face, his penis thrusting back and forth in my mouth. He made my throat itchy, but I couldn't cough it up. I felt a little suffocated, but I couldn't resist, so I just shook my head from side to side. I felt his penis start to swell, and suddenly I regained my senses and desperately pushed him away, but a few drops of semen still shot onto my face.

This time, his penis didn't soften after ejaculation (I guessed he must have taken drugs). He forcefully spread my legs and thrust inside me. But after all that teasing, my vagina had secreted a lot of fluid, making his thrusts too slippery, and I didn't feel much pleasure. He spread his own legs and squeezed mine tightly between them. I also secretly exerted force in my vagina, trying to squeeze him even tighter.

His movements were swift, but because he had to hold my legs together, the penetration wasn't very deep. Often, with each pull, my vagina couldn't hold him, and his penis would slip out, forcing him to insert it again. I noticed that when his penis entered my body, I would tremble with excitement, so I begged him to pull out a few more times before re-inserting.

We rolled off the bed onto the floor, not caring that we were covered in dust. During intercourse, he breathed heavily, and I moaned vigorously; our duet was perfectly synchronized, and the mingling of our fluids created a "whoosh" sound, while my buttocks slapped the floor with a "smack" sound—it was incredibly exciting.

We went on like this for thirty minutes, both of us drenched in sweat and feeling utterly exhausted. Luckily, he ejaculated then, the scalding semen stimulating my lust, and I kept tossing my body up and down.

The next day, he went to work, and I slept until ten o'clock. This often happened afterward, and I suddenly felt a little lonely. There was almost nothing between us to talk about.

He would only occasionally mention Sun Yannan to me, his words carrying a hint of mockery. Yes, Sun Yannan couldn't sleep with me for three years, but he did it in three hours. Would I seem cheap in other people's eyes, even in Wang Jianbi's eyes?

One day, he came home dejected. We drank heavily during dinner that night, and after we finished, he pushed me down and started having sex. Suddenly, halfway through, he vomited all over me, making a mess of my chest. He seemed oblivious, remaining motionless, and after a while, he started snoring.

I helped him to bed and washed myself repeatedly in the dark. Suddenly, I thought of Sun Yannan. We lived in the same city, but I'd never seen him. He should be a junior in college now, right? Because of me, his close relationship with Wang Jianbi had vanished, and Wang Jianbi hadn't contacted him.

I suddenly felt a strong urge to see Sun Yannan, but I certainly wouldn't let Wang Jianbi take me. Having been here for so long, he'd kept me in his room, having sex with me whenever he had the chance. He hadn't taken me anywhere, so I didn't even know where Sun Yannan's school was. And I was already a spent flower, what could I do if I saw him?

The next day, Wang Jianbi didn't get up for work. I thought he was drunk and didn't think much of it. But the third and fourth days were the same, and that's when I found out he was unemployed. He would occasionally sneak out to look for work, and when he came back, he wouldn't tell me anything, just take me to have sex. I was getting anxious. I told him that it was better for two people to look for work than one, and asked him to take me to look for work too. He hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed.

I found a job much more easily than him. On my first day out, I found a job as a sales clerk in a shopping mall, while he hadn't made any progress. After I started working, he spoke to me even less. I knew he must be very insecure; sex became infrequent, and when it did happen, he ejaculated before I even experienced pleasure. My desires became increasingly unfulfilled, and I finally started an affair with a boy in the same department.

That day, I took the bus with that boy to his place for a tryst. The bus happened to pass by the north gate of Sun Yannan's university, and we unexpectedly met. I saw him as he boarded the bus through the front door. In just over six months, he had gained a lot of weight, greatly obscuring his handsomeness. Although he was smiling, there was still a hint of melancholy in his eyes. I had longed to see him, but I didn't want to meet him like this.

So, I buried my face in the arm of the boy beside me. He saw me after all. His eyes widened in alarm, a sharp pain shooting through them. It seemed he not only recognized me instantly but still cared. My mind was a mess; I didn't even know when he got off the bus.

A few days later, a guy named Zhao Guofu came to visit Wang Jianbi. After he left, Wang Jianbi closed the door and sat down in front of me with a gloomy expression. I lowered my head under his gaze, immediately sensing something was wrong.

Sure enough, he asked which man I'd been with lately. I stammered and refused to answer, and he slapped me hard across the face. I was stunned. He probably realized he'd acted too impulsively and quickly touched my face, apologizing. He told me, "You had to let Sun Yannan see you! Where am I supposed to put my face now?" Sun Yannan saw it and didn't say anything, he also told Zhao Guofu, "You've really given me a huge green hat!" I didn't know what to say, and I cried.

(IX) The Tea Grows

Cold After that incident, Wang Jianbi apologized to me repeatedly, and I also felt that I had gone too far, so I quit that job and quickly reconciled with him. However, his sexual function seemed to decline day by day, and I could only masturbate when he was not around to quench my thirst.

The weather was getting colder, but Wang Jianbi still hadn't found a job, and I was too lazy to look for a job. Wang Jianbi didn't have much savings to begin with, and the few thousand yuan I brought from home was almost gone. We were in an unprecedentedly difficult situation.

I couldn't bear to cut my long hair, so I had to wash it frequently, but we were so poor we couldn't afford shampoo, so I had to use soap. To make matters worse, Wang Jianbi contracted a strange illness; first he coughed up black phlegm, then he vomited blood. I urged him to go to the hospital, but he struggled to say he was fine, yet his body grew weaker day by day, so we had to go home.

That winter back home was very difficult for me. Wang Jianbi was undergoing treatment and naturally couldn't do *that* with me, so my brother took advantage of the situation, raping me again and again. Although it brought me pleasure, my guilt grew daily.

That winter night, I often received unknown phone calls, often late at night. When I answered, the other end wouldn't say a word until I hung up. I guessed it might be Sun Yannan; perhaps he just wanted to hear my voice. A strong sense of guilt rose within me.

The following year, Wang Jianbi's illness improved somewhat, and we returned to that city. But this time, Wang Jianbi's luck was even worse. Not only could he not find a suitable job, but he was also repeatedly cheated by labor agencies, wasting a lot of energy and money.

One day, he told me painfully, "It seems this place won't keep me. I'm thinking of going to Guangzhou to see." He asked for my opinion, but because I thought of Sun Yannan, I decided to stay. So he made a promise to come find me again in winter, and then packed his bags and headed south.

After he left, I started looking for a job and quickly found a promotional job for a branded liquor. This allowed me to support myself and even indulge in the occasional luxury. Time flew by, and winter arrived. Sun Yannan was now a senior.

During my breaks, I often visited his campus, sitting for long periods by the Weeping Lake (also known as Swan Lake). Occasionally, some university students would try to flirt with me, but I was uninterested. Although we would hug and kiss, we never slept together. I often secretly followed behind Sun Yannan, but I never had the courage to speak to him. Winter deepened, and Wang Jianbi finally disappeared, as I had expected.

Winter is the peak season for alcohol, and many customers drank my promotional drinks. When they got drunk, they inevitably started to get physical. Anyway, I wasn't a virgin, so I was easygoing and took the opportunity to earn some extra money. I was quite comfortable in the world of entertainment. I gradually came to the conclusion that men aren't very interested in overly submissive women; they often prefer to encounter resistance when conquering them.

In fact, men have an innate desire to rape, just as women have an innate desire to be raped. Therefore, in front of customers, I often pretended to be unwilling, desperately protecting my body and not letting them easily undress me. This tactic was very effective; I conquered many seasoned veterans of the entertainment industry with it.

(X) Lost in the World of Wine

During the New Year, I didn't go home. All the other girls had left, and there were very few girls left to promote their drinks at the hotel. That day, a middle-aged boss was hosting a dinner at the hotel, and I went in to promote our wine. He readily accepted.

To be honest, although the boss was middle-aged, he was very charming, and I decided to seduce him. Because I was dressed very lightly in the air-conditioned private room, while pouring the wine, I intentionally or unintentionally touched the boss's face, back, and arms with my breasts. Every time I touched him, his eyes lit up, and he looked at me with great interest. I secretly felt smug: I'd taken the bait. The boss had a high alcohol tolerance and maintained excellent manners until the end of the dinner. After the drinks, when we went back to the private room to rest, he called me in to pay the bill.

I took the bill with me and went into his private room with great composure. He was half-drunk and said, "Come here, young lady, come to me." I pretended to be oblivious to his charms, walked up to him, but stood a meter away from him.

He nodded, puzzled, and asked me, "How old are you, little girl?" I timidly replied, "19." His eyes lit up again, and he continued talking about incoherent things before getting to the point: "Little sister, would you like to keep me company tonight?" I took a step back and said, "No, boss, I have to go home right now." "Go home what!" He stood up, grabbed me, and pulled me into his arms. I struggled desperately, refusing in a tearful voice, "Boss, don't do this, I'm not that kind of person, just pay my bill..." "I'll pay you all at once later, I'll give you more, hahaha!" He violently tore open my shirt, pushed me down onto the sofa, and then pulled down my pants.

I kicked my legs wildly, but not wildly, because I could see clearly. As I kicked, I helped him pull down my pants, without hitting any sensitive areas. I cried out softly, "Boss, please, I'm scared..." "Scared of what, baby?" he said, pulling down his own pants and pulling out his hard, hot penis to insert into me. "Ah..." I screamed, "It hurts!"

He thought I was really in pain, but actually I was enjoying it so much I wanted to scream. He didn't move immediately, focusing his energy on his lower body, making his thing throb inside me. I deliberately turned my head away, ignoring him, and squeezed out a few tears. The boss quickly pressed his lips to my eyes, licking away my "tears," and then slowly moved his lower body.

I still pretended to be unwilling, and pressed my hands against his chest. He had some extra fat on his abdomen, which affected the connection between our bodies, and besides, I was deliberately squeezing my legs together, which made him quite uncomfortable. He said in a coaxing tone, "Baby, don't do this, I won't mistreat you, come on." I didn't move, still pretending to resist, but this further aroused his lust. He didn't care whether I was really in pain or pretending, and began to thrust in and out. I felt very pleasured, but in order not to let him see through my act, I pretended to grimace, occasionally letting out painful yet ecstatic moans.

He was completely conquered by me, and it didn't take long for him to ejaculate inside me. Afterwards, he lingered on top of me, playing with my nipples and breasts, licking my "tears."

My performance pleased this boss, Dong Dachuan, so he kept me as his mistress. And so, I spent my days sleeping, surfing the internet, and putting on makeup in the house he bought for me, waiting for his arrival.

Life was lonely and boring, so I began writing this autobiographical novel. Perhaps it's to commemorate something, or perhaps it's just to entertain the readers. Just as I was about to finish this novel, I met Sun Yannan again.

The day before yesterday, I was strolling around my neighborhood when I saw a familiar figure walking not far away. I ran over and called out, "Sun Yannan!" He turned around, looking at me with a complex expression. He had clearly lost a lot of weight, back to how he looked when we first met.

Seeing his tall and handsome figure, my heart suddenly pounded like a girl experiencing first love. Dong Dachuan happened to be out of town and wouldn't be back for a while, so I invited him to my place. He hesitated for a moment, then came with me.

As the door closed, my clothes silently slipped down. Sun Yannan seemed expressionless, reaching out to caress my breasts. I closed my eyes contentedly. Five years had passed, and I had finally given myself to him. Would he still care about this body of mine? I was absolutely certain that my body was more mature and attractive than it had been five years ago, and if he were willing to possess me, I could definitely take him to paradise.

However, the movements of my chest didn't continue; instead, I heard him walking towards the door. I went over and hugged him from behind, asking, "Yan Nan, you...?"

He gently pushed me away, his hand landing on my breast, but it didn't linger for long. He told me somewhat coldly, "If it were five years ago, or even a year ago, seeing you like this would have driven me crazy. But do you know how many middle school and high school students I've slept with in the past year? I used to like you because of your innocent, shy nature, and I still like that about girls now. I love their tender bodies and the cries of first love during sex. I definitely won't find that in you." With that, he turned and left.

I leaned weakly against the door, listening to his footsteps grow fainter and fainter…

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