The Climax on the High-Rise

I'm an engineer at a technology company that mainly designs application software for financial institutions. I'm 1.74 meters tall, of average build, neither fat nor thin, and wear thick, silver-rimmed resin glasses for severe nearsightedness. I have a youthful face. I've been with the company for over three years, and I usually deal with people from the finance, insurance, and securities industries. I often call them "brother" or "sister," only to find out later that they're actually a few years younger than me. After a while, I'm hesitant to address strangers by name, afraid of making a fool of myself.

Last May, our company partnered with another computer company to develop new application software for an insurance company. To meet the deadline, more than ten programmers from both sides were sent to a hotel owned by the insurance company, occupying the entire 19th floor. The computers were set up like a spider web. The building was T-shaped; our programming team was on the left side of the top-floor corridor, the insurance company's testing team was on the right, and several warehouses extended from the middle corridor.

We ate directly in the second-floor restaurant. We're all quite lazy; our usual pastimes are listening to music, watching DVDs, and mostly surfing the internet and chatting. Neither men nor women like going out.

My computer was set up in room 1909. When I checked in, a girl wearing a white t-shirt, light blue jeans, and a ponytail was sitting in front of another computer, typing briskly. She wore glasses and headphones, humming softly. The

conference staff introduced me to her. She smiled serenely, took off her headphones and glasses, and turned around. She had fair skin, her eyes were slightly narrowed because she had taken off her glasses, her lips were thin, and her mouth was a little wide. She looked pretty and delicate.

I just nodded and smiled politely at her, and she returned a faint, almost insincere smile, so much so that we both couldn't help but laugh.

Through the introductions of the conference staff, I learned her name was Xu Ying, an employee of another computer company, 28 years old this year. (I was amazed by her youth; she looked like she was 23 or 24. Actually, she was equally surprised that I didn't look mature enough.) Her voice was soft and gentle, very pleasant to hear, unlike that of a local. If a local girl spoke with such a delicate voice, it would sound too affected, but she just spoke Mandarin with her hometown accent, which sounded beautiful. Later, I learned that she was from Lijiang, Yunnan.

From that day on, the two of us worked in the same room, responsible for the early development of the software. Once we had a design prototype, we would hand it over to the next group. So the testing team was constantly running to the other group, asking for changes, while we only needed to develop and program according to the design requirements. We were rarely disturbed each day. As

we got to know each other better, I learned that she had gotten married at 23, but two years later, because she was always traveling, her husband had an affair, and they peacefully separated. We would chat occasionally, but most of the time, I would go online to chat with girls, while she listened to music. Her clothes seemed to never change; it was always the same baggy t-shirt that covered her thighs and light blue jeans.

One morning, she went out, and I felt a bit mentally exhausted, so I saved the root program I was developing and logged onto the internet. I'd been with her a lot these past few days, so I hadn't dared to visit my usual websites. I skillfully typed in the URL and logged into an adult website. Wow, after a few days, it had updated a lot of content. I opened several windows, waiting for the silly cat to open the pictures of beautiful women, then opened a pornographic novel in the first window, lit a cigarette, and started reading with relish.

After a while, I felt the urge to urinate, so I went to the restroom. Each room had a restroom, and since we were all familiar with each other, I didn't mind and used hers.

When I came out, I was shocked, my face flushing red. She was standing bent over by my desk, clicking the mouse, a brightly colored picture of a beautiful woman performing oral sex displayed on the screen. I stood there, unsure whether to go over or hide. She noticed I was back and jumped up, a slight blush creeping across her delicate face. She awkwardly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said softly, "Oh, you look at this stuff? I really don't understand you men. What's so interesting about it?" She wrinkled her nose slightly, looking incredibly playful.

I smiled awkwardly at her and said, "Uh… I was just bored, just looking around, hehe, hehe."

She bit her lip, her clear, bright eyes glancing at me sideways with an expression as captivating as a little bird looking at someone. My heart skipped a beat. She had already turned around and bent over, clicking on the first window with the mouse, and reading my online username in a teasing tone: Xiao Shiyilang, intermediate member, points 55, hmm, the reply was… Ah, the emotions are delicate, the description is meticulous, if the scene were more novel…

I blushed, not wanting to rush to close it, and my embarrassed gaze fell on her, only then noticing that she was wearing a white t-shirt tucked into her jeans, her waist so slender, two beautiful curves extending downwards, resembling a beautiful buttocks, stretching the light blue jeans tightly. Usually, women in this line of work, because they sit all day, don't have very good posture; their buttocks are either too fat or too thin. Such a plump, round, beautiful buttocks are rare.

As she read, she turned back to smile at me, suddenly noticing my gaze, glancing at herself, and realizing that she was sticking out her buttocks, bending over in a rather unseemly posture in front of a man, she quickly stood up, laughing shyly and scolding: You little rascal, what are you looking at?

I was startled and snapped out of my daze. Seeing that she was blushing but not angry, I chuckled awkwardly and said, "Sister Xu, I...I didn't see..." I realized I'd been too obvious and couldn't hide it, so I stopped myself.

Xu Ying rolled her eyes at me, returned to her seat, and, her expression returning to normal, said, "Get back to work, brother. Men aren't all serious." I was speechless and quickly hung up the internet. Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at her and noticed her shapely legs. Strange, I'd never noticed before. It took

me a while to calm down. I took a nap at noon, and in the afternoon, still feeling lazy, I played Need for Speed for a while. Bored, I downloaded a martial arts novel by Li Liang, *The Contradictory Celestial Master*, to read. Since a young lady was sitting next to me, I naturally didn't dare to embarrass myself by reading anything else. However, she usually didn't wear glasses, so if I was reading something erotic, she wouldn't know what I was looking at.

Xu Ying peeked over and glanced at my computer. I chuckled and said, "What are you looking at? It's perfectly healthy. If you want to see it, I'll tell you the website address, go ahead and check it out."

Xu Ying raised an eyebrow and said sullenly, "Go away, you're so irresponsible. If I wanted to see it, would I need you to tell me? Can't I find it myself? When I was looking at it..." She realized she'd let something slip, blushed, and fell silent.

I asked curiously, "Sister Xu, you read them too? Which websites do you usually visit?" I chat online and have a few close friends I can talk to about anything. Anyway, with the internet as a cover, nobody knows anyone else, so we dare to say anything. A girl from Sichuan asked me for erotic novels, so I sent her a few. Later, I just gave her a few website addresses, and we even exchanged reactions on QQ.

Xu Ying pretended not to hear me, glanced at the novel I was reading on Readbook, wrinkled her nose, and changed the subject, saying, "Li Liang?" His novels are all for children. I prefer the works of Jin Yong and Gu Long. Gu Long's works have beautiful imagery and beautiful language, while Jin Yong's works are more suitable for the general public.

I chimed in, "I like all of Gu Long's works too. As for Jin Yong's novels, 'Flying Snow Shoots the White Deer, Smiling Proud Wanderer, Divine Swordsman, and Jade Couple,' there's a saying that they're all pretty good, at least half of them aren't that great."

Xu Ying said, "No one can write every word like a gem, can they? One masterpiece like 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' is enough to make him a master.

" I smiled and said, "Oh, that kind of literature for disabled people?"

She asked curiously, "What? What do you mean?"

I explained to her that the characters in that book all had serious personality flaws, making them emotionally disabled. For example, Guo Jing lost his father before he was born, Yang Kang was the child of a remarried family, Huang Rong lacked maternal love, Huang Yaoshi was widowed in middle age, Mu Nianci's whole family contracted the plague and she herself was an orphan, Wang Chongyang, the Central Divine, was a great swordsman who had lost his love, the Western Poison had an affair with his sister-in-law and had an illegitimate child, the Southern Emperor was a victim of infidelity, the Northern Beggar was a gluttonous great hero, Zhou Botong was mentally challenged, Mei Chaofeng was a lonely master who had lost her husband, Ke Zhen'e...

Before I could finish speaking, Xu Ying was already giggling uncontrollably, her face flushed red. She said to me, "You're so shameless! How could you even think of that?"

I stared at her intently. A few strands of her hair fell across her forehead, her delicate face, her small nose, the slightly upturned corners of her lips… I couldn't help but sigh, "Sister Xu, you're so beautiful." She frowned slightly, giving me a reproachful look. She opened her mouth, but seeing my sincere expression, she sensed that I genuinely complimented her, so a blush appeared on her face, and she pursed her lips without speaking.

I mustered my courage and said again, "Your lips are beautiful too."

She pretended to be angry, puffing out her cheeks and saying indignantly, "Are you pushing your luck?" Then she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

I shamelessly continued to flatter her, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, your smile is like a nightingale singing in the willows, it's truly beautiful."

She blushed, glanced at me, and didn't say a word. I could tell she was very happy, so I seized the opportunity and said, "Ah, just a silent smile is enough to captivate a city, a second smile to topple a kingdom."

She tried to suppress her laughter with a straight face and deliberately asked me, "What will you say if I don't laugh?"

I shook my head and said, "Sigh, such a beauty, you mustn't laugh. Even without smiling , she's already mesmerizing; imagine what she'd be like

if she did." She couldn't help but burst out laughing, her face flushed, and shoved me, saying, "Go to hell, don't be so casual with me."

I stared at her beauty, unable to suppress the love in my heart. I slowly stood up, feeling an urge to pull her into my arms and kiss her passionately.

She looked at me warily, instinctively picking up a notebook and covering her lips, revealing only a pair of gentle, dreamy eyes. She stammered and asked me, "What... what are you going to do? Don't do anything rash, I... I'm going to call for help."

Looking at her adorable, bunny-like appearance, I felt a tickle in my heart. However, her half-serious, half-joking threat made me hesitant to act recklessly. A clever idea struck me, and I deliberately moved closer to her, causing her to lean back timidly, her face turning red again. She coughed and said in a childish voice, "I...I...Auntie, I need to go to the toilet. What are you thinking about?"

Then I laughed loudly and turned to run. Xu Ying was quite nimble; her legs flew up, and even though I ran fast enough, she still kicked me in the bottom. I cried out, pretending to fall, which elicited a series of silvery giggles from her behind.

After this little commotion, our relationship became much closer. We often joked around, and occasionally I would tell her some dirty jokes, which would annoy her, making her punch me with her little pink fists and call me a pervert, a no-good person.

The May sky lacked the dust storms and chill of early spring. The sun was warm, the wind clear and gentle, and the flowers, plants, and trees in the neighborhood swayed in the late spring breeze, youthful and vibrant. That day, after a spring rain, the air was fresh, but the roads quickly dried. Feeling restless, I went to the bookstore, bought two books on C++, and strolled back. Passing the pedestrian overpass, I saw a familiar figure. It was her—a vendor selling pirated DVDs was arguing with her.

Curious, I went over and watched from the crowd. It turned out she had been squatting there for a while, looking for suitable movies, but the vendor stopped her as she was about to leave, saying she had been taking up his business and insisting she buy several, at a higher price. She naturally refused. I guessed the vendor was taking advantage of her because of her out-of-town accent.

I watched with a grin, but she didn't even see me clearly. Her delicate face flushed slightly, and in her anxiety, her hometown accent intensified—a sticky, soft voice—as she argued with him.

I noticed the vendor was holding some newly released films, so I went over and said, "Never mind, never mind, three for ten yuan, give them to me." Only

then did she recognize me. She stubbornly pulled away from my hand holding my wallet, saying, "I won't give it to him, that's too domineering!

How can you be so cowardly?" I was a little angry. Helping her out made me seem cowardly. Seeing her ruin his business again, the vendor angrily shoved her, right in the chest. Her face flushed red, and she said shyly, "You…you…"

Seeing this, I grabbed the vendor by the collar and pulled him back abruptly. He was about my height, but thinner than me, but I wasn't intimidated by him. I never expected that bastard to react so quickly. He punched me in the nose with a backhand, sending my glasses flying. I was stunned. My nose was cut open, and blood was flowing freely. Then, he punched me in the mouth, splitting my lips and filling my mouth with the taste of blood.

All the blood rushed to my head, and I felt my blood rushing faster, causing a tingling sensation in my head. Because I'm severely nearsighted, when I took off my glasses, I felt dizzy. To this day, I can't remember how I fought him. I only know that Xu Ying, who had been screaming non-stop, finally remembered to break up the fight after she got tired of screaming. I was so excited by the fight that I punched her on the shoulder before she dragged me away.

Later she told me that the kid was in a terrible state. Who told him to have such long hair? I grabbed him and held him down so tightly he couldn't even lift his head. How could he possibly fight back? I kicked and shoved him mercilessly, beating him badly. She told me this with great enthusiasm, as if she were the one who had done it.

That day, after dealing with the conference organizers, I went back to my room to rest. I felt fine during the fight, but now I noticed my lips were swollen, numb, and I could only taste the metallic saltiness of blood in my mouth. When she came to see me, I remembered her saying I was a coward, so I said, "I am a coward, why are you talking to me?" I closed my eyes and ignored her. Actually, I wasn't wearing my glasses, so my vision was blurry and I easily crossed my eyes, so I was embarrassed to open them.

When she heard that I was ignoring her because she called me a "coward," she was both annoyed and amused, and sat quietly beside me without saying a word.

The room was quiet. She sat very close, and I smelled a faint, pleasant fragrance emanating from her—not just perfume, but a blend of a young woman's natural scent.

I lay on my side, my eyes slightly closed, opening only a crack. I saw one of her thighs resting in front of me. Because it was so close, I could see it clearly: the fine lines of clean blue jeans, and the thigh stretched beneath them. It must have been very strong, with a beautifully shaped curve, rounded and long. The shape of the side pressed against the bed allowed me to imagine how soft and supple her body might be.

My heart started racing. A little embarrassed, I lay back and glanced at her, but my eyes closed again, feeling awkward.

It was certainly true that she was kind and intelligent. Perhaps because she was also nearsighted, she giggled, jumped down, and said to me, "I'll go get you a new pair of glasses; yours only has one broken lens."

I turned away, ignoring her. She bent down and grinned at me. Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation on my shoulder—a soft, elastic touch that immediately made me realize it was her breast. My heart pounded, and all my senses seemed to converge on my right shoulder.

I savored the exquisite, intoxicating feeling: soft, elastic, and intensely warm. Were they big? Small? Round? White? My mind raced, and my shoulder involuntarily shrugged, trying to feel it more vividly. Unfortunately, she sensed the contact, gasped softly, and jerked away. My

face flushed. I pretended not to notice, closing my eyes and remaining still. I heard her breathing behind me, light yet rapid. A moment later, she suddenly reached out and turned my shoulder, pulling me around. I stared at her, bewildered, thinking: Is she… going to slap me?

Instinctively, I covered my face, saying, “Don’t hit me! My face is already a mess!”

She couldn't help but chuckle, then slowly lowered her head. I watched as her eyes drew closer and closer—so dark, so bright, so big…

Hmm? Before I could even close my lips in astonishment, she gently kissed me. My head went blank, my mouth opened even wider, and my expression must have looked like that of a complete fool. As a result, her cheeks, which had been slightly shy and flushed, gradually blossomed into a sweet smile that seemed to ooze honey.

I stared at her blankly for a long time before letting out a scream.

She looked at me nervously, then glanced outside, then back at me, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

I pounded the bed in anguish, my voice trembling with tears, "My first kiss, my first kiss, you stole it!"

Her face flushed red, a little embarrassed and angry. She playfully covered my mouth, whispering but fiercely, "You...you bastard..."

I suddenly grabbed her hand, my eyes smiling, and asked, "Can you promise this bastard one thing?"

Huh? This time she stared blankly like a fool, but quickly regained her composure, glancing at me suspiciously.

I looked at her tenderly, pleading, "Can you promise me...

um?

Give me back this kiss in a couple of days?

" Uh?

Because...my lips are swollen like a pig's snout right now, how can I feel the softness of your lips, the smoothness of your tender tongue? You...you

're not allowed to say that again! She glared at me with her eyes, not too big, but filled with a gentle threat. However, her eyes held no real threat, and her soft voice had no intimidating effect.

I remained silent, but my gaze towards her was ambiguous.

"Hey, what are you looking at? I'll gouge your eyes out!" she bared her teeth, almost barking like a puppy, but her face flushed instantly.

I continued to look at her, but this time it was no longer a teasing look; a genuine, tender affection welled up from the bottom of my heart.

She quieted down, her gaze shifting elsewhere, avoiding my eyes. An unknown, warm feeling, imperceptibly, drew us closer—

from that day on, we felt a deep intimacy between us. I began to pay attention to her, observing her body and every smile when she wasn't looking. We talked more, and the biggest change was in her clothing; she was no longer so unkempt.

I was surprised to find she had so many beautiful and well-fitting clothes. I asked her why she hadn't worn them before, and she shrugged and said, "I'm cooped up here all day, who am I supposed to wear them for?"

I immediately asked her why she was wearing them now, which made her grit her teeth in annoyance. She chased after me, laughing. Intentionally or unintentionally, our physical contact became more frequent and natural, often causing my penis to involuntarily become erect, yet I could only helplessly let it go soft. At night, sometimes I would close my eyes and fantasize about her body, about the alluring poses she might be displaying while masturbating, venting my love for her in my fantasies.

That evening, while developing an interface program, it was past nine o'clock, and I was exhausted. I had to smoke to stay awake. Xu Ying pouted her red, alluring lips and mumbled as she went to open the window. Seeing this, I obediently went to the bathroom and turned on the exhaust fan to smoke.

Suddenly, I noticed a small white lace panty hanging on the bar. I couldn't resist taking it down. It was such a tiny panty, thin and soft, easily crumpled in the palm of my hand. I couldn't help but think of her round, pert buttocks, which I often secretly admired. Although they looked so delicate, how could such a small panty possibly cover them? If she wore it, two white, tender buttocks would surely be exposed—how alluring that would be! Could this thin white fabric conceal her genitals? Would faint dark shadows be visible? If she wore this tiny panty and lay on the bed, swaying her alluring, full buttocks, murmuring in her intoxicating voice, "Oh, I can't take it anymore,"

I fantasized. My lower body involuntarily swelled from the erotic image. I extinguished my cigarette, held the tiny panty to my nose, and smelled it. A faint soapy scent wafted from it. Was her genitals also so clean and fragrant? My other hand, through my pants, fiddled with my genitals… It took

me a long, long time to calm myself down. I hung my panties back on the drying rack and went back into the inner room.

Xu Ying was sitting in front of the computer, seemingly typing, but I noticed her slender, white fingers were trembling.

Looking closely at her face, her fair skin had turned a deep purplish-brown, and the exposed part of her neck was as red as a boiled shrimp. Her slightly heaving breasts were heaving rapidly, and she was taking deep breaths, struggling to regain her normal breathing rhythm.

My heart skipped a beat. Had she noticed? No way! Even though I didn't close the door, the bathroom is right by the entrance. It's impossible from this angle…

I couldn't help but turn my head to look towards the bathroom. No problem. The moment my gaze returned, I suddenly caught sight of the large mirror on the wardrobe, reflecting everything in the bathroom. Good heavens, this is so embarrassing! Please, just open a crack in the floor so I can jump down and die! Every move I made in the bathroom was reflected in this full-length mirror, perfectly clear from this angle.

My heart pounded. I stole a glance at her. There was no anger on her face; a row of fine white teeth were gently biting her lip. That shy expression, that girlish blush of spring fever, was absolutely captivating.

I steeled myself. My previously hidden affection, now discovered, was no longer a secret. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to hug her, I wanted… Even if she didn't agree, I guessed she wouldn't tell anyone else.

This realization emboldened me. We were sitting side by side, but I suddenly turned around and said to her, "Xu Ying...

Ah..." Xu Ying's body jolted. Perhaps she was in a state of confusion, not even knowing what she had been typing on the computer for the past few days. When I called her name, she jumped up as if she had been electrocuted, saying, "What?"

Her eyes, which were slightly narrowed when she wasn't wearing glasses and always seemed to be smiling at me, only had time to flash a hint of shyness before I had already deeply kissed her lips!

Her lips were even more fragrant and softer than I had imagined, with a cool, sweet taste.

Her small mouth opened in surprise, and before she could close it, my tongue had already entered her slightly open mouth, entwining with her warm, wet, and delicious little tongue, experiencing that feeling of lips touching and sharing each other's warmth.

Xu Ying sat there blankly, leaning back, letting me hold her tightly. Her alluring body, filled with a delicate fragrance, seemed half-asleep, completely unaware of her surroundings. Her charming expression, with her fan-shaped eyelids half-covering her starry eyes, revealed a languid and dreamy gaze. I had never known that purity and allure could coexist in the same body.

"No, Qin Yue, you...no..." She seemed to wake up, turning her head and pushing me away forcefully with her small hands. Somehow, in my excitement, I felt a magical and alluring pull emanating from her beautiful body. She smelled wonderful, a subtle, elegant, and natural fragrance emanating from her skin and hair, sweet and fresh like early spring orchids—the sweet and gentle scent unique to young women.

I held her tightly, refusing to let go. Her struggles caused the chair to tip over. Even though the door was closed, she shuddered and stopped struggling. I held her back two steps, and she pleaded softly, "Qin Yue, good brother, good older brother, please, stop it, I...I..."

The hotel room wasn't very big. She stepped back, her legs hitting the edge of the bed, and she fell onto it.

I was like iron drawn to a magnet, unwilling to let her go for a moment. As she fell, I pressed down on her.

With my body on top of her, I could use one hand to hold her head back as she tried to move away, and kiss her lips. My other hand roamed over her body. I said, "Xu Ying, you're so cute, really, I love you so much, I dream about you all the time. Give it to me, I love you, give it to me."

Xu Ying pushed me, panting, and whispered for me to go away, but after struggling for a while, she ran out of strength and I didn't move. Instead, her twisting body strongly stimulated my sexual desire. My penis was hard and hot, and it stood up and pressed against my lower abdomen. I could even feel its heat on my own abdomen.

Because of the heat, everyone was dressed lightly. I was only wearing casual harem pants, and she was wearing thin capri pants. My penis pressed against her lower abdomen, and she immediately felt it. Her face turned even redder, but she dared not move.

My hand slipped inside her shirt, caressing her breasts. Her breasts felt delicate, like a pair of adorable doves, with incredibly smooth skin. Her small nipples stood erect under my touch, and her breathing turned into seductive moans. Her shirt had unknowingly been unbuttoned. Her body

trembled slightly under my caresses, and she pleaded in a similarly trembling, sweet voice: "Please, lock the door, someone might see us."

I was overjoyed and seized the opportunity to threaten her: "I'll lock the door, you can't go back on your word!"

She blushed and nodded pitifully. Now, the fear of being broken into made her abandon all restraint.

I jumped off the bed, ran to quickly lock the door, then ran back and eagerly leaped back onto the bed.

Xu Ying's flushed face was incredibly sexy. She hugged the blanket shyly, looking at me timidly.

I pulled her into my arms and said gently, "Xu Ying, I swear, I really like you. You're so cute, so charming. Sometimes, I can't help it, lying in bed alone, thinking about you…

um… give it to me, please… I… I don't want to hurt you. If you hate me, I'd rather not touch you. Really, are you willing to… with me…"

She covered her blushing face and nodded almost imperceptibly.

My heart was filled with tenderness. I gently leaned in and kissed her cheek, pulling her hands away. Her eyes were hazy, filled with tender affection. My fingers lightly traced her red lips and cheeks, gently cupping her beautiful breasts.

Xu Ying murmured, her body trembling slightly, her waist tensing slightly.

I rolled over, pressing her soft, fragrant body beneath me, gazing at her, and chuckling softly.

She blushed slightly, asking curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

I laughed because I was embracing the most adorable woman in the world, the woman who stirred my heart the most. I laughed because this woman, who had kissed me just two days ago, now looked like a pitiful little white rabbit about to be eaten by the big bad wolf.

Xu Ying's face was flushed, and she bit her lip, her alluring expression exuding the charm of a mature woman.

I leaned close to her ear and boldly said: I laughed because… my big cock was about to penetrate Xu Ying's little hole, to become one with you, to let your soft flesh…

Ah! Xu Ying felt hot all over, her face burning from my bold teasing, utterly ashamed. She closed her eyes, raised her small fist and punched my chest, coquettishly crying out: Don't say it, don't say it, it's so embarrassing…

I kept kissing her pretty face, red lips, and neck. In her hazy state, I began to gently caress and knead her soft, white breasts. Meeting her increasingly lustful gaze, a hand suddenly slipped into her pants.

"Mmm, no..." Xu Ying twisted her thighs nervously. My fingers brushed across her flat stomach and pressed against her vulva. Because her pants were tight, only my fingers could move inside, and she had no way to escape.

I kissed her patiently, my fingers touching her soft pubic hair. I felt that she didn't have much pubic hair, and her vulva was tightly closed. I inserted my index finger and explored down the opening to her vagina. Xu Ying's vagina was tender and slippery, already secreting a lot of sticky fluid. My fingers, covered in her fluids, gently moved inside her wet and tender vulva for a while, then moved up to her clitoris and gently massaged it. She let out a muffled moan, and her buttocks wiggled slightly. I saw that she was very sensitive to this, so I teased her clitoris with varying degrees of pressure.

Xu Ying's face was a little flushed, and her eyes became moist, so they looked watery and hazy, very alluring. I ripped open her shirt, removing her bra, revealing her bare breasts. Her snow-white skin had two high, firm curves, the jade-like curves incredibly beautiful. Though not large, they were almost large enough for my hand to grasp completely; holding her firm breasts in my hand was an exquisite pleasure.

Two pink nipples swayed at the peaks of her curves, like two tender red cherries. I took one nipple into my mouth, sucking on the entire areola, drawing it deeper. Xu Ying's delicate body trembled as I sucked, her slender waist arching upwards.

Her smooth, pink skin brushed against my cheek, so incredibly alluring. Her nipple was covered in my saliva. Xu Ying's eyes were slightly closed, her lips slightly parted, already intoxicated by my caresses. So, when I stripped off her clothes and took her small hand to explore my penis, she seemed to only then come to her senses.

Xu Ying gazed at my erect penis with loving eyes, her gaze dreamy. She gently stroked it, her small hands soft and her skin smooth, the touch tickling and incredibly pleasurable.

I whispered in her ear, "Darling Yingying, is my cock big?"

She playfully slapped my back, saying, "You bad boy, don't say things like that."

I grinned, "Okay, I won't talk about cock. Is that thing Yingying's holding big? "

She couldn't help but laugh, then realized how embarrassed she was and buried her head in my chest, saying, "Stop being so vain, it's small like... like a toothpick..."

Hearing her flirtatious words, I became even more excited and said, "Okay, then do you want to use my toothpick to pick your teeth?"

Her face flushed red, overcome with embarrassment, but she stubbornly replied, "Dare? I'll bite it off."

I couldn't help but straighten my back, saying, "If I bite it off, what will my Yingying use? Won't she be itching to death?"

Xu Ying let out a soft moan, utterly blushing with embarrassment.

I said to her, "Baby, sit up, I'll take your clothes off for you."

Her face flushed, she obediently let me undress her, then secretly glanced at my penis, shyly turning away and lying face down on the bed, presenting her smooth, pink back and round, plump buttocks to me. Those pert, beautiful buttocks were like a large, ripe peach, their exaggerated curves extending from her waist down, cascading into a naturally beautiful and sensual sight.

I couldn't resist lying down and kissing her beautiful buttocks, then unable to resist biting the tip.

She let out a soft cry, hugging her beautiful buttocks, her eyes sparkling, giving me a reproachful look, and saying, "Are you going to bite me?"

I said tenderly, "Sister Ying, your buttocks are so beautiful, so fragrant, I really want to eat them."

Xu Ying, aroused by my teasing, and already quite close to me, was no longer shy or reserved. She boldly thrust her hips forward and said, "Okay, go ahead and eat."

I was irresistibly drawn to her growing allure and pounced on her, pulling her tightly into my arms, calling affectionately, "Sister Ying, Xu Ying, Sister Ying…

Hmm?" Her beautiful eyes darted around, looking at me with a questioning gaze.

But I said nothing more, simply pressing myself against her smooth, beautiful body, gazing at her tenderly. We looked at each other for a moment, and she, moved by my affection, couldn't help but hug me back, whispering, "Qin Yue, I like you too, I… like you…"

She closed her eyes, no longer looking at me. I gently parted her legs with my toes, aiming at her alluring opening and gently nudging it. She couldn't help but gasp, clinging tightly to me. Actually, my penis was only touching the entrance of her vagina; it hadn't penetrated. Xu Ying was just too nervous.

When my glans touched that soft, warm, tender flesh, an electric sensation traveled from my penis to my brain. I was extremely excited. As my penis slowly slid in, an extremely comfortable temperature gently embraced me. The tight, slippery, and hot touch made me feel so numb that I almost melted.

I inserted myself inch by inch. Xu Ying clung nervously to my back, repeatedly moaning, "Gently, ah, a little gentler, slower, um... um..." My

entire thick penis was inserted into her small, closed opening. At the base, our pubic hair touched, creating a slightly itchy sensation.

I thrust harder, and Xu Ying cried out, her buttocks lifting slightly. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she cried out again, "Gently, gently!" Then, realizing my prank, she playfully slapped me, laughing shyly, "You little rascal, teasing me."

The pleasure in her tender flesh intensified, and Xu Ying's vagina became increasingly wet. I gently propped myself up and began to thrust. At first, she nervously pulled on my arm, telling me to slow down. After a while, she let go, her eyes glazed over as she moaned. She began to writhe, her mouth opening, continuously uttering moans of "oh... oh... oh..."

My speed increased, my force intensified, and I pounded into her repeatedly. She furrowed her delicate brows slightly, her mouth parted slightly, and she too became excited, trembling beneath me and emitting sweet, lewd moans.

After a while, I pulled out my penis, jumped to the floor, and said to Xu Ying, "Sister Ying, come to the bedside."

"Why?" she asked, obediently moving towards the bed.

I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed one of her pink, glistening thighs, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and made her lie on her side, her legs together, curled up, half of her beautiful buttocks dangling over the edge of the bed. The small slit between her buttocks was horizontal to the bed, right in front of my penis, her pink, plump labia tightly clenched. I pressed my penis against her vagina and thrust in, again and again. Each time, her thighs touched her plump buttocks, and the pleasure in her vagina grew stronger as her legs clamped together.

Xu Ying's breasts swayed back and forth as I thrust into her, her alluring body bouncing slightly with each stroke. Her highly sensitive clitoris was further aroused, her slender waist small, while her buttocks appeared quite large, her hips undulating with each thrust, her anus faintly visible between her buttocks. Xu

Ying's breathing grew increasingly rapid, her pretty face flushed red, her brows slightly furrowed, her beautiful eyes half-closed, and she moaned softly, clearly already aroused. She moaned softly: "Ah...ah...Qin Yue, I feel so good, um...harder, um...ah...I can't take it anymore, ah...ah—I love you so much...good brother...

faster...um...not finished yet...oh..."

Her moans, accompanied by the squelching sounds of each thrust, kept me in a state of heightened excitement, and I thrust harder with each stroke.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust my penis against her vulva and pumped violently... then with a muffled groan, I lunged forward, grabbing her slender waist and pressing her buttocks tightly against my groin, letting my semen spray freely into her vagina. The hot semen mingled and raced inside her.

Feeling the rhythmic movements of my penis inside her, her delicate body trembled with each thrust. She uttered something in her hometown dialect, which I didn't understand, but it sounded like a soft, crisp, rapid, and very pleasant sound.

I flopped onto the bed, holding her waist behind me, contentedly pressing against her soft, boneless body, letting her buttocks press against my lower abdomen. My hands rested on her breasts, which were now sweaty and pounding. After a while

, Xu Ying slapped my hands away, turned back and gave me a playful glare, then went to the bathroom to shower. I lazily rolled over and lay back on the bed, feeling both comfortable and exhausted.

Half an hour later, she emerged from the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, her hair still wet and draped over her shoulders. Her smooth, fragrant shoulders were exposed above her chest, and beneath the tightly bound robe, her breasts were slightly bulging. Looking down from the neckline, her rounded breasts, partially hidden, created an alluring cleavage, revealing a pair of slender, fair legs with a beautiful shape.

Her attire was no longer that of a young girl; it possessed a mature, alluring charm.

Seeing me lying motionless on the bed, my erection limp and dejected, she couldn't help but chuckle. She gave me a flirtatious sideways glance and said, "You little rascal, what are you still doing here? You've already tormented me, aren't you satisfied? Get lost."

I deliberately spoke in a weak voice, "Oh dear, Sister Ying is too amazing. I'm completely exhausted; I can't move anymore."

Xu Ying's face was flushed, and she wrinkled her nose coquettishly, teasing me: "Oh, is that all you've got? Trying to bully a woman?"

I said ingratiatingly: "Who told you my Xu Ying is so adorable? I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. How could I possibly hold back a single ounce of energy?"

Xu Ying was still a little shy, not used to my teasing, and turned her head away, saying: "Alright, alright, young master, go back to your room quickly, don't let anyone find out."

I pleaded with her: "No, I want to hold you while I sleep tonight."

Xu Ying was startled and said: "What? How can that be? If someone finds you here tomorrow, how can I face anyone?" She clasped her hands together, bowing respectfully and pleading: "Good Qin Yue, good brother, go back to sleep quickly, okay? I have to work tomorrow."

I rolled my eyes and said: "Hmm, is that so? Then you have to do it with me again."

Xu Ying's eyes widened in surprise and said: "Ah? What?" "No way, bro, you...you just did it..." She glanced back at the clock on the wall and said, "It's already 10:30, please hurry up and leave." "Or...I'll do it next time..."

I insisted, "No, I've thought about you for so long, thank goodness you've taken pity on me today. If I leave now, I won't be able to sleep all night thinking about you. Aren't you ruining my life?"

Xu Ying was both amused and annoyed. She bit her lip, glanced at my crotch

, and said with a mocking smile, "Big brother, really? Your...it's so soft, how do you do it?" I winked at her slyly and said, "That depends on my dear Xu Ying, how she can make it stand up."

She clearly understood what I meant, her face flushed red, and she puffed out her cheeks, saying, "No, stop being so vain, I don't want to touch it."

I teased her, "Have you ever touched it? It's delicious."

She spat at me and said, "Delicious my ass." Seeing me lying there motionless, she sighed helplessly and said, "I wonder if I owed you something in my past life." Seeing me still lying there, she patted my leg and said, "Aren't you going to wash up? You naughty little devil!"
I was overjoyed and jumped off the bed happily, my soft penis swaying between my legs, causing Xu Ying to blush again. She muttered, "Disgusting."

I chuckled and slapped her plump buttocks, eliciting a soft cry from her, before running to the bathroom.

When I returned to the room after washing up, I saw her sitting cross-legged on the bed, her hand supporting her chin, gazing at me thoughtfully.

I chuckled and said, "Sister Ying, I washed very thoroughly, I used soap twice." "

Really…?" Xu Ying's bright and lovely eyes sparkled with a mischievous light.

I said, "Yes, yes, I really used soap twice."

A sweet, adorable smile lit up her face as she crept closer to me. Her cat-like movements captivated me, revealing a large expanse of her fair skin.

"No need...to be so excited, is there?" Just as I realized something was amiss, she pounced, grabbing my arm and biting it hard. Of course, she was careful; I only felt a sharp pain, leaving two neat rows of teeth marks on my arm.

Xu Ying glared at me resentfully and said, "You used my soap to wash your...thing. How am I supposed to wash my face tomorrow?"

I laughed and cried at the same time, saying, "Sis, it's okay, isn't it? You'll be holding it in your mouth anyway, won't you? Just wash it with soap tomorrow, okay?"

She blushed slightly, then said to me with a straight face, "I don't care, I don't care, just bring me your soap tomorrow."

I surrendered, saying, "Okay, okay, no matter what, my sister Ying is the most important. I'll obey your orders, okay?"

Xu Ying smiled smugly, pinched my wet penis, and then suddenly asked me suspiciously, "Are you really clean?"

I said dejectedly, "I give up, really."

Xu Ying smiled gently, her expression extremely charming. Her willow-like arms immediately wrapped around my neck, her bathrobe rising and falling with her chest. With my caresses and kisses, her skin quickly warmed up, as if her creamy skin had been warmed by a scorching heat.

My lips naturally moved to the most attractive magnetic field, those lovely breasts. Xu Ying's breathing suddenly tightened, almost catching her breath. Her body had just experienced sex, so it quickly became sensitive again.

Xu Ying exhaled a trembling breath. "No... first kiss, my foot! You're quite

the flirt." She said with a hint of jealousy.

I chuckled and said, "It is... our first kiss."

She grabbed my hand that was caressing her milky white breasts and said breathlessly, "How many women have you been with?"

My expression darkened, and I said sadly, "I had a girlfriend who worked at China Merchants Bank, but later she got together with some department head's son. Since then, I haven't touched a woman until I met you..."

Xu Ying noticed my low spirits and hugged me tenderly, comforting me, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you..."

I smiled again and teased her, "It's okay. If it weren't for that, how would I have met you, you little slut?"

She pouted her thin lips and asked coquettishly, "What did you say? Who's the little slut? That's awful!"
I smiled and kissed her, gently tickling her, saying, "You're not a little slut. It was me, this big pervert, who forced you, right?"

A slight smile played on Xu Ying's lips as she said, "That's more like it. You're such a pervert, a big pervert, a lecherous scoundrel, mmm... mmm..."

Her lips were sealed by mine. I sucked on her slightly upturned lips, and an alluring atmosphere filled the air between us.

Xu Ying returned my kiss, her wet, slippery tongue, carrying a hint of toothpaste, entwining with mine with practiced ease.

As our tongues explored each other passionately, my hand slipped under her bathrobe, caressing Xu Ying's warm, smooth buttocks. Her buttocks were so beautiful, smooth as jade, delicate as cream, yet still firm and soft.

One of her hands grasped my erect penis between my legs, gently stroking it, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, her slender white fingers becoming coated with the precum flowing from my glans.

Panting, I wrapped my arms around her waist and said, "I can't take it anymore, lick it for me."

She wriggled her slender waist playfully, giggling, "Aren't you already hard?" Why lick it anymore?

I pulled her into a 69 position, arched my back, and insisted on putting my penis into her mouth. She hugged my buttocks, slapped my buttocks, and then took my penis into her mouth and started sucking.

I tried to kiss her vulva, but she moaned and refused, pulling her buttocks back. Besides, licking her there would require me to bend over and lower my neck, which was also very strenuous. I had to give up and gently insert my fingers into her vulva, rubbing her clitoris. My other hand was under her waist, lovingly caressing her buttocks, repeatedly gazing at the smooth, tender feel.

I parted her bathrobe, half-covering her body, her thighs only partially exposed, making her even more alluring.

Xu Ying's small mouth tightly gripped my penis, her head moving rhythmically as she stroked it, occasionally licking the tip of my urethra with her tongue. The tingling sensation was most intense then. Actually, because I masturbate frequently, the tightness of her mouth didn't bring much pleasure; it wasn't as intense as when she used her hand to stroke me. The important thing was that this beautiful and lovely girl was between my legs, sucking my penis with her mouth. The psychological satisfaction was overwhelming. She even gently scratched my scrotum with her fingernails, the tingling sensation making me feel incredibly comfortable.

The pleasure gradually spread throughout my body, making me want to ejaculate. Only then did I realize I had just ejaculated inside her.

I sat up abruptly, exclaiming in surprise, "Oh no! I just ejaculated inside you! Could I be pregnant?"

As I sat up, my penis slid out of her mouth. The saliva on her tongue mixed with the saliva on my penis, forming a long, sticky line that dripped onto the corner of her lips.

She wiped her mouth, gently pursing her lips, "Big brother, you only just realized? What were you doing?"

I turned and embraced her, gently caressing her breasts, speaking softly and tenderly: "How could I resist? My little Yingying is so beautiful and charming!"

She couldn't resist my cheesy advances, and my caresses made her body tingle. She giggled and resisted my hands, saying, "Come on, you're just sweet-talking. Don't worry, you little man who doesn't want to take responsibility, I'm safe these few days."

I caressed her body reassuredly, saying, "Really? Little man, where is it small? Here?" I took her small hand and pressed it against my throbbing penis. She squeezed it hard, laughing seductively, "It is small, it is small, a little toothpick, a little toothpick."

Amidst her giggles, I quickly stripped her naked. She sighed resignedly, saying, "Sigh, I'll have to wash again later. I'm a good child, but my life is hard."

Her humor and liveliness made me realize that my usual understanding of her was insufficient; Xu Ying was such a knowledgeable, witty, gentle, and lovely woman.

I told her to kneel on the bed in a doggy-style position. She glared at me and said, "Where did you learn so many weird tricks? Using me as practice?"

I coaxed her, "Stop calling me 'sister,' okay? You look like a twenty-two or twenty-three-year-old girl, so cute and charming!"

Xu Yingfang seemed quite pleased with my flattery. She glared at me with a smile, then turned and lay face down on the bed, suppressing a laugh.

Her round, firm buttocks were raised high, her fair skin incredibly sexy and alluring. I played with Xu Yingfang's round, snow-white buttocks with both hands and whispered to her, "I'm not using you as practice, I'm using you to practice driving. You're my beloved BMW, and I'm going to flatter you a bit." Saying this, I slapped her bouncy buttocks.

"Ah…" Xu Yingfang let out a soft cry, gritting her teeth and playfully scolding me, "You pervert, you big pervert!"

I held my thick, hard penis and thrust it into her vagina, pumping in and out while saying, "Here comes the big pervert, Miss Xu Ying, get ready!"

Xu Ying spat lightly, saying nothing, but her round buttocks met my thrusts, pushing back powerfully.

I pulled her slender waist towards me, plunging my entire penis into Xu Ying's pink vagina, occasionally thrusting it in all the way, then gently rocking my lower body, grinding against her tender opening. Every time I used this move, her back tensed, her buttocks and thigh muscles tensed, and she hissed and cursed me, "Bastard, you little bastard, ouch, stop grinding, it's so sore, oh, I can't take it anymore, my legs are so weak."

As she spoke, she would lean down, but I would always grab her waist, lift her up by her lower abdomen, and continue. Xu Ying couldn't help but cry out, "Bastard Qin Yue, you big bastard, ouch, you're going to humiliate me to death!"

I noticed that when she was happy, she liked to affectionately call me a bastard or a bad guy, not like the "dear brother" or "good husband" in erotic novels. But it sounded especially warm and made sex with her particularly exciting. Later, I realized that the reason she called me that was probably because subconsciously she always felt she was older than me and treated me like a little brother.

I held her slender waist, my erect penis pressing against her buttocks, quickly thrusting in and out, my hips swaying from side to side, thrusting forward and backward, wildly and fiercely pumping in and out!

Xu Ying's slender waist swayed gently like a willow branch in the spring breeze. Her full buttocks were squeezed and kneaded like dough by me. Her small anus was tightly closed, but it twisted and deformed constantly due to the pull of her vagina. In my eyes, the small, light brown chrysanthemum bud seemed to be flirting with me.

At this moment, Xu Ying's cheeks were flushed from my fucking. The tender flesh inside her vagina was writhing and contracting intensely, tightly clamping and holding my penis, making my glans feel numb. I also rose up and thrust wildly, causing her beautiful body to be thrown out by my impact, only to be pulled back by me.

Xu Ying hummed softly, saying weakly, "Bad boy...bad guy...what...what did you eat, what...thing...how...this...this, so strong...oh...oh...have...me...please..."
I stopped talking, panting heavily, and continued to thrust. A series of splashing sounds came from Xu Ying's lower body, her breasts swaying back and forth. If I hadn't been holding her waist tightly, she would have collapsed.

Xu Ying was covered in a fine sweat, her legs were weak, and the muscles in her buttocks were twitching and throbbing. She could no longer hold back and pleaded in a trembling voice: "I can't take it anymore, good brother, Qin Yue, hurry up, you're killing me, umm, I'm going to die." "Ah, I can't take it anymore."

A tingling pleasure also came from my glans. I concentrated all my strength on my big penis and thrust desperately, shouting: "Good sister... harder... squeeze... I... I'm going to... I'm going to cum..."

Hearing my words, Xu Ying mustered her last strength, twisting her slender waist and desperately thrusting her buttocks back. Strands of hair were messy and stuck to her skin on her sweaty back.

Ah! "Good sister...so good...wow...I...I came..."

I held Xu Ying's body tightly, my whole body trembling uncontrollably, my semen releasing all its passion, gushing into her body. I pressed down on her, my hips against her sweaty buttocks, panting heavily. She was panting too, our bodies rising and falling together with our rapid breathing.

After a long time, my limp penis gradually shrank and slid out of her body. I rolled over to the side, lying on my back. Xu Ying was still lying there, limp and motionless.

I chuckled twice, weakly reaching out to pat her buttocks, and said, "What's wrong? Beauty, can't take it anymore?"

She let out a soft, languid hum through her nose, looking incredibly cute with her weak and listless expression.

After a long while, she lazily said, "You're so amazing, I can't take it anymore, I don't want to move at all now." She turned her face, her shimmering eyes looking at me hazily, I couldn't tell if they were even focused on me, a faint, exhausted smile on her face: "Why are you moving like a donkey, so much energy? I'm about to die from exhaustion."

I said: "That's strange, I'm the one moving, you're just lying there, how come you're more tired than me?"

Xu Ying hummed and said: "You don't know anything, don't ask me, I'm exhausted."

I said smugly: "How about that, are you convinced? How about we do it again?"

She quickly shook her head and said: "No, no, please spare me, I'll be exhausted if we do it again."

I stroked her sweaty back down to her slender waist and shapely buttocks, and said tenderly: "Baby, shall I carry you to take a bath?"

She snorted and said: "Forget it, don't get any more beastly, I'll be in trouble again, are you satisfied now? Go back now."

Honestly, I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open. I just chuckled, got dressed, and staggered out. As I left, I asked her, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"

She gave a soft moan and said, "I'm exhausted, I need to rest a bit more.

" I went back to my room, quickly showered, and fell asleep like a log.

The next morning, I overslept. While everyone else was downstairs for breakfast, I was still fast asleep. I slept until the sun was high in the sky. When I finally got out of bed, I looked at the clock and it was already 9:30. Breakfast was out of the question.

After washing up, I leisurely went to Xu Ying's room, which was also our workspace. I opened the door and saw her sitting in front of the computer compiling code. When she saw me come in, she closed the door. Her face flushed slightly, and without looking at me, she continued typing on the keyboard, saying, "You just got up, sir?"

I smiled awkwardly and said, "Yeah, I was too tired to eat."

She chuckled, then quickly put on a serious face and said, "Serves you right!" "Who told you to keep going on and on? I hope you starve to death."

I saw she was wearing a well-fitting light blue plaid shirt and red hot pants, revealing her slender waist, perky breasts, and full, shapely hips and legs. Her expression was so adorable, a mix of reproach and shyness. I couldn't resist leaning over and kissing her cheek, saying, "Mmm, so fragrant. I'll eat you when I'm hungry, I'm not afraid."

Xu Ying glared at me and whispered, "Don't be so casual in broad daylight, what if…"

I said, "It's okay, not many people come here anyway, I'll just

lock the door." She hurriedly said, "No, if you lock the door, won't people be even more suspicious?"

I patted her chest, grinning lewdly, "I have a plan. I'll turn on my laptop, put on a movie, and if someone comes, they'll just think we're watching a movie. They won't suspect anything if the boss sees us."

She blushed and stammered, "But…but…, so early in the morning, you…aren't you done yet?"

Looking at her blushing face, I suddenly realized, ha! It turned out the beauty had misunderstood; she thought I wanted to…

I gave a wry smile and mischievously said to her, “Sister Ying, if you still want it, I’ll do anything, even die for it, but… I don’t know if I’m capable now.”

She realized she’d been tricked and was incredibly embarrassed, raising her hand to hit me. I grabbed her hand and kissed it sweetly. Her cheeks flushed, and she looked at me with tender, loving eyes, saying, “You, you’re so energetic even though you haven’t eaten. Look, I saw you didn’t come downstairs this morning, so I went out and bought you KFC. The milk is still warm, eat up.”

I took what she bought me, my heart truly filled with gratitude. Few women cared for me like this. I gratefully kissed her again, looking at the sumptuous breakfast, and deliberately sighed with feigned distress, remaining silent.

She fell for it, nervously asking, “What? Not to your liking?” I…I saw you buy it once before, and I thought you liked it, so…

I shook my head heavily, looking at her with sad eyes, and said, “Sister Ying, have you ever heard an old saying?”

Xu Ying asked hesitantly, “What…an old saying?”

I said passionately, “A drop of kindness received should be repaid with a spring of gratitude! Now, I’ve received such a large cup of milk from you, how many cups of…milk…will it take to repay you?”

She opened her mouth, repeating it inexplicably, then suddenly understood, her face turning as red as fire. She raised her jade leg to kick me, angrily cursing, “You bastard, I should have starved you to death, and…repay what…”

She stammered, unable to finish her sentence. I chuckled, put my arm around her slender waist, and let her pert bottom sit on my lap, commanding, “Sister Ying, feed me.”

She struggled and said shyly, “No, let go, you’re going to die! If anyone comes in, I’ll kill you first, then commit seppuku.”

I chuckled, hurriedly ran over to lock the door, then pulled her into my arms, caressing her small, pert breasts, and said, "Good sister, hurry up and feed me. Once I'm full, we'll get to work, or I'll cling to you and won't let go."

Helpless, she sat shyly in my lap and fed me. Meanwhile, I teased her, making her pant softly, and inhaled her delicate fragrance as I ate the most enchanting breakfast of my life.

From that day on, my life became vibrant and colorful. Every day, I would joke and laugh with her while working. When we were tired, we would lock the door, hold her in our arms, and indulge in tender moments. At night, I would always make sure to spend my time in her boudoir before sneaking back to my room.

What was even more exciting was that sometimes when people from other rooms came to discuss problems with us, and she stood in front of the computer pointing and explaining her design ideas to the person sitting in front of her, I would pretend to lean in behind her to listen, and take the opportunity to reach out and touch her buttocks. Afraid of being discovered, she could only blush and pretend to be nonchalant as I took advantage of her.

Later, she got smarter. When someone came, she would either move a chair and sit next to him, or stand to his side, watching my helpless expression. When no one was looking, she would make a face at me, biting her lip and showing her white teeth, then wiggle her little bottom. Her charming appearance made me drool with desire and grit my teeth, but I couldn't do anything about it.

Once, I went to buy condoms and saw some kind of sex toy called the "Pleasure Ring," which only cost a little over two yuan. I bought it and tried it with her that night. It was a tight, round ring with a protrusion on top. I didn't know what it was for, and there was no explanation. I put it on my penis with the protrusion facing down.

That night, I went at it for two whole hours, until I was dizzy from exhaustion. I drained all the lustful fluid from Xu Ying's vagina, and she kept crying out in pain, but I couldn't ejaculate. It was stuck so tightly around my penis that I couldn't feel any pleasure at all. Finally, I had to take it off, but because I had held back for so long, my penis was engorged with blood and frighteningly hard, yet I was completely numb and had no feeling. My little darling first used her mouth, then her hands, until her hands were sore, before

she finally managed to ejaculate. Two days later, after I figured out that the protrusion was pointing upwards to stimulate the clitoris, I tried to persuade her to try it again, repeatedly promising to take it off after only twenty minutes. Unexpectedly, she was terrified and refused to give in.

That time was the most painful for Xu Ying. Her genitals were still sore the next day, and she ignored me all day. I followed her around like a shadow, closely watching her every move, smiling obsequiously, almost barking to get her attention. Finally, I managed to make her smile and forgive me.

As the weather gradually warmed up, one evening, the organizing committee took everyone to a club. After a seafood feast, we went upstairs to play bowling. My skills were so-so, and I didn't really enjoy this activity. After a couple of throws, I simply sat on a chair, drinking my beverage and watching others play.

Xu Ying seemed to really enjoy this activity. That day, she was wearing a pink tank top and denim shorts, her breasts bouncing adorably. Whenever she jogged a few steps, squatted slightly, twisted her waist and hips, and pretended to throw the ball, her beautiful little bottom tautly bulged in her shorts, her curves incredibly graceful. Her pair of smooth, pink legs, rounded like jade pillars, extended from between her shorts; the lines and color were a beauty and sensuality I cannot describe in words.

I was absolutely captivated by her alluring buttocks. That night, I held her in my arms on a chair, her bare bottom nestled in my lap, her vagina slowly stroking my penis, her hips rising and falling, landing on my legs, allowing me to fully experience the pink and smooth skin of her buttocks.

At the same time, I was online. When a friend I hadn't seen in a long time asked me where I was on QQ, I told him I was having sex, and a beautiful girl was sitting on my lap, stroking my big cock. Xu Ying immediately tried to grab the mouse, but I had already sent the message via shortcut. She blushed furiously, covering her face as if she couldn't bear to see anyone.

However, that guy didn't seem to believe me, immediately typing a long string of "hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…" and then earnestly advising me to find a prostitute. Finally, he even went so far as to send me information about famous prostitute districts in my city. Pshaw, showing off his knowledge! Did he need to tell me about things in my own city?

When I said that dismissively, Xu Ying immediately grabbed my ear and asked if I had ever been to a prostitute. I had no choice but to confess that it wasn't that I didn't want to, but I was too timid and afraid of being arrested by the police, so I had never been. Only then did she let me go with a hint of smugness, threatening that if I had been to a prostitute, I should never touch her again, as she found it disgusting.

That night, I suggested playing with her anus because I had been really obsessed with her buttocks for a long time, and if I didn't play with it, it would be like I hadn't truly enjoyed her ass. Although I coaxed her with sweet words, she just wouldn't agree. Later, when I pressed her too hard, she looked very unhappy, and I had no choice but to give up.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the system development was nearing completion. Her expression was often somewhat melancholy, and I felt very sad.

Once, after making love, I held her and impulsively asked her to stay, to stay in the city, that I would marry her, but she still refused. She told me sadly that our love was just a castle in the air, an emotional outpouring between two lonely modern people on the nineteenth floor of a building, without any real foundation. She was older than me, and in the far south, in Lijiang, Yunnan, among those mountains and rivers, were her parents, her relatives, her roots. She couldn't stay here.

She gently touched my tears and kissed me tenderly, saying that she had already been divorced once and didn't want to let that bind our lives. If one day we hurt each other for this or that reason, she would rather leave a beautiful memory in each other's hearts.

I remained silent. Her thoughts were more mature than mine. Although I was so infatuated with her, I knew I had no reason to keep her. That night, she unusually allowed me to stay in her room. We embraced until dawn, and even in my sleep, I held her tightly, unwilling to let go.

The night the conference organizers announced that the development work would be successfully completed the next day and all personnel would return to their respective companies, he went around toasting each table. I drank a lot, even though I wanted to punch that bastard who announced the end of the work in my nose, I accepted every drink he offered.

That night, not long after Xu Ying returned to her room, I quietly slipped in. We didn't turn on the lights; our bodies were already very familiar.

The sky outside the nineteenth floor was azure, the stars twinkling. We didn't draw the curtains or close the windows. In the gentle night breeze, under the starlight and moonlight, we embraced tightly, kissing each other passionately, wanting to imprint each other's taste deeply in our minds.

Soft music, "The Moon Represents My Heart," played on the computer; the deep, melancholic voice of the female singer moved us both.

When she stood by the window and took off her clothes, her long hair, delicate face, pert breasts, slender waist, long legs, and her stunningly beautiful buttocks formed a beautiful, elfin silhouette.

I held her soft, smooth body tightly, thrusting my hardness deep inside her. The primal urges of alcohol drove me to brutally pound into her. She responded passionately, offering no resistance. Her face flushed pink, appearing alluring in the pale moonlight. Her deep, affectionate eyes remained fixed on me as I thrust, her lips slightly parted, uttering muffled murmurs of desire.

I squeezed her breasts harder, letting my penis pump freely within her. She swayed her hips, moaning softly, her gentle hands brushing away the strands of hair clinging to my forehead with sweat.

When I finally erupted inside her, I felt as if I had exploded into countless fragments, scattering into the vast universe. This was the ultimate pleasure in the world, a complete union of man and woman.

As I lay down and calmed down a bit, I vaguely felt a pair of slender hands roaming over my body, and a faint fragrance of orchids wafted by. Then, a moist, warm mouth took my penis into her mouth, sucking gently yet firmly until it was erect again. She then brushed the hair that fell across her face, gently bent down, and raised her shapely buttocks high, softly saying to me, "Yue, you little rascal, come here. I've never given this to anyone before, but today I'm giving it to you."

I stared at her in surprise. She looked at me with gentle eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Haven't you always wanted this from me? Today I'm giving it to you; consider it a gift from me."

"Sister Ying," I hugged her, speechless with emotion.

She smiled and teased, "What? If you don't want it, I'll have to get up. Don't regret it!"

I held her beautiful, alluring buttocks, and gratefully leaned in, kissing every inch of her pink skin. Finally, without hesitation, I licked her light brown anus. Stimulated by my tongue, her anus contracted sharply, and she whispered, "Good brother, don't lick there, it's dirty."

I stubbornly said, "No, it's not dirty. Every part of Sister Ying's body is so beautiful and clean."

Moved, Xu Ying stopped talking, closed her eyes, and raised her buttocks, letting me lick them.

Her anus was very clean, with a faint scent of soap. Under my licking, she contracted her anus from time to time, and the muscles of her buttocks tensed.

When it was moist from my licking, filled with boundless love for her body, I pressed my penis against her anus and slowly but powerfully inserted it. Her arched back tensed instantly, her head tilted to the side, gently biting her lip as she received my entry.
The tight, wrinkled flesh gripped my penis firmly, and it slowly entered my dream paradise, deeply penetrating her tender anus, deep into her rectum, where it felt incredibly warm.

The muscles of her anus tightened around the base of my penis, and I began to thrust in and out of her narrow anal canal like a piston, slamming against her buttocks again and again, cruelly penetrating her snow-white buttocks.

Clearly, a woman's anus is not a sexual organ; she felt no pleasure, so she simply bit her lip, enduring my thrusts and satisfying my desire. This realization deeply moved me. Seeing that beautiful, snow-white, high-perched buttocks, with a part of my body deeply inserted inside, the satisfaction and impulse made me quickly ejaculate into her rectum.

After I ejaculated, her limbs went limp. Her tightly closed anus contained all my semen; not a single drop spilled out.

I held her and kissed her. That night was the second and last time we slept side by side in each other's arms.

The next day, as we packed our bags and prepared to go our separate ways, she was already sitting in the car ready to depart. The window was open, and I saw her seemingly leisurely manicuring her fingernails. Her slender, jade-like fingers shone in the morning sun, like translucent jade. But I clearly noticed that her eyes were red and swollen. Yes, she had cried, and cried for a long time.

In the chaotic crowd, I couldn't say anything to her, I just watched her from afar. She must have sensed it, because suddenly she looked up, instantly and accurately found where I was standing, looked at me deeply, and then turned her head away, never to look back.

I remembered what she had said to me that night: "If one day, we are destined to meet again, then it is God giving us a chance, and I am willing to continue our destiny!"

Yes, I long for it. From then on, whenever I have the opportunity to collaborate with other companies, regardless of whether it's her company or not, I'll rush to participate, hoping to see her again. Although I haven't fulfilled my wish yet, I know she hasn't forgotten me either, and she must be striving for such an opportunity as well.

Whenever I travel for work, I like to stay in high-rise buildings. From there, I can overlook the earth and think of her, Xu Ying, my unforgettable love! I think of that unforgettable night, of the deep love between Xu Ying and me on the nineteenth floor.

I'm an engineer at a technology company that mainly designs application software for financial enterprises. I'm 1.74 meters tall, of medium build, neither fat nor thin, and wear thick, silver-rimmed resin glasses for high myopia. I have a very youthful face. I've been with the company for over three years, usually dealing with people in the finance, insurance, and securities industries. I often call them "brother" or "sister," only to find out later that they're actually a few years younger than me. After a while, I'm hesitant to call strangers anything, afraid of making a fool of myself.

Last May, our company partnered with another computer company to develop new application software for an insurance company. To save time, more than ten programmers from both sides were sent to a hotel owned by the insurance company, occupying the entire 19th floor. The computers were set up like a spider web. The floor was T-shaped; our programming team was on the left side of the top-floor corridor, the insurance company's testing team was on the right, and several warehouses extended out from the middle corridor.

We ate directly in the second-floor restaurant. We were all quite lazy; our usual pastimes were listening to music, watching DVDs, and mostly surfing the internet and chatting. Neither men nor women liked going out.

My computer was set up in room 1909. When I checked in, a girl wearing a white t-shirt, light blue jeans, and a ponytail was sitting in front of another computer, typing lightly on the keyboard. She was wearing glasses and headphones, humming softly.

The conference organizers introduced me to her. She smiled serenely, took off her headphones and glasses, and turned around. Her skin was fair, her eyes were slightly narrowed because she had removed her glasses, her lips were thin, and her mouth was a little wide. She looked delicate and pretty.

I simply nodded and smiled politely at her, and she returned a faint, almost insincere smile, which made us both chuckle.

Through the organizers' introduction, I learned that her name was Xu Ying, and she worked for another computer company. She was 28 years old. (I was amazed by her youth; she looked like she was 23 or 24. Actually, she was equally surprised that I didn't look mature enough.) Her voice was soft and sweet, very pleasant to hear, unlike that of a local. If a local girl spoke with such a delicate voice, it would sound too affected, but she was just speaking Mandarin in her native dialect, and it sounded beautiful. Later, I learned that she was from Lijiang, Yunnan.

From that day on, we worked together in the same room, responsible for the early-stage development of the software. Once we had a design prototype, we'd hand it over to the next team. So the testing team was constantly running between teams, demanding changes, while we just had to develop the code according to the design requirements. We were rarely bothered.

We gradually got to know each other, and I learned that she had married at 23, but two years later, because she was always traveling, her husband had an affair, and they peacefully separated. We chatted occasionally, but most of the time I was online chatting with girls, while she listened to music. Her clothes seemed never to change; she always wore the same baggy t-shirt that covered her thighs and light blue jeans.

One morning, she went out, and I felt a bit mentally exhausted, so I saved the root code for the development and logged onto the internet. These past few days, I'd been spending a lot of time with her and hadn't dared to visit my usual websites. I skillfully typed in the URL and logged into an adult website. Wow, after a few days, it had been updated with a lot of content. I opened several windows, waiting for the silly cat to open the pictures of beautiful women. Then, I opened a pornographic novel in the first window, lit a cigarette, and started reading with great interest.

After a while, I felt the urge to urinate, so I went to the restroom. Each room had its own restroom, and since we were all familiar with each other, I didn't mind and used hers.

When I came out, I was startled, my face flushing red. She was standing by my desk, bent over, clicking the mouse. A brightly colored picture of a woman performing oral sex was displayed on the screen. I stood there, unsure whether to go over or hide. She noticed I was back, jumped up, her delicate face also slightly red, and awkwardly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. In a soft voice, she said, "Oh, looking at this kind of stuff? I really don't understand you men. What's so interesting about it?" As she spoke, she wrinkled her nose slightly, looking incredibly playful.

I smiled awkwardly at her and said, "Uh… I was just bored, just looking around, hehe, hehe."

She bit her lip, her clear black and white eyes glancing at me sideways. Her expression was like a little bird looking at someone—utterly captivating, and my heart skipped a beat. She had already turned and bent down, clicking the mouse to open the first window, and in a teasing tone, read my online username: Xiao Shiyilang, Intermediate Member, Points 55. Hmm, her reply was… Ah, the emotions are delicate, the description meticulous; if the scene were more novel…

My face flushed, and I didn't dare to turn it off abruptly. My embarrassed gaze fell on her, and I noticed she was wearing a white t-shirt tucked into her jeans. Her waist was so slender, and two beautiful curves extended downwards, forming a shapely bottom that stretched the light blue jeans tightly. Usually, women in this line of work, sitting all day, don't have very good posture; their buttocks are either too fat or too thin. It's rare to see such a plump, round, and beautiful bottom.

As she read, she turned back and smiled at me, but suddenly noticed my gaze. She glanced at herself and realized she was sticking out her bottom, hunching over in a rather unseemly posture in front of a man. She quickly stood up, smiling shyly and scolding, "You little rascal, what are you looking at?"

I was startled and snapped out of my reverie. Seeing that she wasn't angry despite her blushing face, I chuckled awkwardly and said, "Sister Xu, I...I wasn't looking..." As I spoke, I realized I had been too obvious and couldn't hide it, so I stopped talking awkwardly.

Xu Ying rolled her eyes at me, returned to her seat, and her expression returned to normal. She said to me, "Get back to work, bro. Men are all the same." I was speechless and quickly hung up the internet. Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at her and noticed her shapely legs. Strange, how come I never noticed before? It took me a while

to calm down. I took a nap at noon, and in the afternoon, I was still lazy. I played Need for Speed for a while, and out of boredom, I downloaded a martial arts novel by Li Liang called "The Contradictory Celestial Master" to read. Since there was a young lady sitting next to me, I certainly didn't dare to look at anything else. However, she usually didn't wear glasses, so if I was reading pornography, she wouldn't know what I was looking at.

Xu Ying leaned over and glanced at my computer. I said with a smirk, "What are you looking at? It's perfectly healthy. If you want to read it, I'll tell you the website address. Go on it yourself."

Xu Ying raised an eyebrow and said sullenly, "Go away, you're so irresponsible. If I wanted to read it, would I need you to tell me? Can't I find it myself?" While I was reading… she realized she'd let something slip, blushed, and fell silent.

Curious, I asked, “Sister Xu, you read these too? What websites do you usually visit?” I chat online with a few close friends I can talk to about anything. Since the internet is a kind of privacy, we don't know each other, so we can say anything. A girl from Sichuan asked me for erotic novels, so I sent her a few. Later, I just gave her some website addresses, and we even exchanged reactions on QQ.

Xu Ying pretended not to hear, glanced at the novel I was reading on Redbook, wrinkled her nose, and changed the subject, saying, “Li Liang? His novels are mostly for children. I prefer Jin Yong and Gu Long. Gu Long's works have beautiful imagery and writing, while Jin Yong's are more for the general public.”

I chimed in, “I like every one of Gu Long's works. As for Jin Yong's novels, ‘Flying Snow Shoots the White Deer, Smiling Proud Wanderer, Divine Swordsman, and Jade Sword,’ there's a saying that they're all good, at least half of them aren't very good.”

Xu Ying said, "No one can be a master of every word, can they? One masterpiece like *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* is enough to make him a great writer.

" I laughed and said, "Oh, that book about disabled people?"

She asked curiously, "What? What do you mean?"

I explained to her, "The characters in that book all have serious flaws in their personalities; they are emotionally disabled. For example, Guo Jing lost his father before he was born, Yang Kang is from a remarried family, Huang Rong lacks maternal love, Huang Yaoshi is widowed in middle age, Mu Nianci's whole family succumbed to the plague, and she is an orphan, Wang Chongyang is a heartbroken swordsman, the Western Poison has an affair with his sister-in-law and has an illegitimate child, the Southern Emperor is a victim of infidelity, the Northern Beggar is a gluttonous hero, Zhou Botong is mentally challenged, Mei Chaofeng is a lonely master who lost her husband, Ke Zhen'e..."

Before I could finish, Xu Ying was already laughing uncontrollably, her face flushed, and said to me, "You're so shameless! How could you even think of that?"

I stared at her intently. A few strands of hair fell across her forehead, her face was delicate, her nose small, and her lips slightly upturned… I couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister Xu, you're so beautiful!" She frowned slightly, giving me a reproachful look. She opened her mouth, but seeing my sincere expression, she sensed my genuine praise and blushed slightly, pursing her lips without speaking.

I mustered my courage and added, "Your lips are beautiful too."

She pretended to be angry, puffing out her cheeks and saying, "Are you pushing your luck?" Then, she couldn't help but chuckle.

I shamelessly continued to flatter her, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, your smile is like a nightingale's song, so beautiful."

She blushed, glanced at me, and remained silent. I could tell she was pleased, so I seized the opportunity and added, "Ah, just a silent smile, and you're already captivating, enough to topple cities and kingdoms."

She forced a smile, deliberately asking, "What will you say if I don't laugh?"

I shook my head and said, "Sigh, such a beauty, you mustn't laugh. Even without smiling, she's already captivating; if she does laugh, it'll be unbearable."

She couldn't help but burst out laughing, her face flushed, and playfully shoved me, saying, "Go to hell! Don't be so casual with me."

I stared at her beauty, unable to suppress the love in my heart. I slowly stood up, feeling an urge to pull her into my arms and kiss her passionately.

She looked at me warily, instinctively picking up a notebook and holding it to her lips, revealing only a pair of gentle, dreamy eyes. She stammered, "What...what are you going to do? Don't do anything rash! I...I'm going to call for help!"

Looking at her adorable, bunny-like appearance, I felt a tickle in my heart. However, her half-serious, half-joking threat made me hesitant to act recklessly. A clever idea struck me, and I deliberately moved closer to her, causing her to lean back timidly, her face turning red again. She coughed and said in a childish voice, "I...I...Auntie, I need to go to the toilet. What are you thinking about?"

Then I laughed loudly and turned to run. Xu Ying was quite nimble; her legs flew up, and even though I ran fast enough, she still kicked me in the bottom. I cried out, pretending to fall, which elicited a series of silvery giggles from her behind.

After this little commotion, our relationship became much closer. We often joked around, and occasionally I would tell her some dirty jokes, which would annoy her, making her punch me with her little pink fists and call me a pervert, a no-good person.

The May sky lacked the dust storms and chill of early spring. The sun was warm, the wind clear and gentle, and the flowers, plants, and trees in the neighborhood swayed in the late spring breeze, youthful and vibrant. That day, after a spring rain, the air was fresh, but the roads quickly dried. Feeling restless, I went to the bookstore, bought two books on C++, and strolled back. Passing the pedestrian overpass, I saw a familiar figure. It was her—a vendor selling pirated DVDs was arguing with her.

Curious, I went over and watched from the crowd. It turned out she had been squatting there for a while, looking for suitable movies, but the vendor stopped her as she was about to leave, saying she had been taking up his business and insisting she buy several, at a higher price. She naturally refused. I guessed the vendor was taking advantage of her because of her out-of-town accent.

I watched with a grin, but she didn't even see me clearly. Her delicate face flushed slightly, and in her anxiety, her hometown accent intensified—a sticky, soft voice—as she argued with him.

I noticed the vendor was holding some newly released films, so I went over and said, "Never mind, never mind, three for ten yuan, give them to me." Only

then did she recognize me. She stubbornly pulled away from my hand holding my wallet, saying, "I won't give it to him, that's too domineering!

How can you be so cowardly?" I was a little angry. Helping her out made me seem cowardly. Seeing her ruin his business again, the vendor angrily shoved her, right in the chest. Her face flushed red, and she said shyly, "You…you…"

Seeing this, I grabbed the vendor by the collar and pulled him back abruptly. He was about my height, but thinner than me, but I wasn't intimidated by him. I didn't expect that bastard to react so quickly. He punched me in the nose with his backhand, my glasses flew off, and I was stunned. My nose was cut open and bleeding profusely. Then, that bastard punched me in the mouth, splitting my lips and making my mouth taste bloody.

My blood rushed to my head, and I felt my blood flow accelerate, causing a tingling sensation in my head. Because I'm severely nearsighted, taking off my glasses made me feel dizzy. To this day, I can't remember how I fought with him. I only know that Xu Ying, who had been screaming non-stop, finally remembered to break up the fight after she got tired of screaming

. I was so excited by the fight that I punched her on the shoulder before she dragged me away. Later, she told me that the guy was in a terrible state. Who told him to have long hair? I grabbed him and held him down so he couldn't even lift his head. How could he fight back? I kicked and punched him mercilessly, beating him badly. When she told me about it, she was beaming with excitement, as if she were the one who had done it.

That day, after dealing with the leaders of the conference organizing committee, I went back to my room to rest. I felt fine during the fight, but now I noticed my lips were swollen, numb, and I could only taste the salty, metallic taste of blood in my mouth. She came to see me, and remembering what she'd said about me being a coward, I said, "I am a coward, why are you even talking to me?" I closed my eyes, ignoring her. Actually, I wasn't wearing my glasses, so my vision was blurry and I easily crossed my eyes, so I was embarrassed to open them.

She was both annoyed and amused that I was ignoring her because she'd called me a "coward," and sat quietly beside me without saying a word.

The room was quiet, and she was sitting very close. I could smell her faint, pleasant fragrance—not just perfume, but a blend of a young woman's natural scent.

I lay on my side, my eyes slightly closed, opening a crack. I saw one of her thighs resting in front of me. Because it was so close, I could see it clearly: the fine lines of clean blue jeans, and the thigh stretched beneath them. It must have been very strong, with a beautiful curve—rounded and long. The shape of the side pressed against the bed allowed me to imagine how soft and supple her body might be.

My heart started racing. A little embarrassed, I lay back and glanced at her, but my eyes looked unnatural, so I closed them again.

She was certainly kind and intelligent, perhaps because she was also nearsighted. She giggled and jumped down, saying, "I'll get you a new pair of glasses; yours only has one broken lens."

I turned away, ignoring her. She bent down and grinned at me. Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation on my shoulder—a soft, elastic touch that immediately made me realize it was her breast. My heart pounded, and all my senses seemed to converge on my right shoulder.

I savored the exquisite, intoxicating feeling—soft, elastic, and intensely warm. Were they big? Small? Round? White? My mind raced, and my shoulder involuntarily shrugged, trying to feel it more realistically. Unfortunately, she sensed the contact, gasped softly, and quickly pulled away.

My face flushed, and I pretended not to notice, keeping my eyes closed and motionless. I heard her breathing behind me, light yet rapid. A moment later, she suddenly reached out and turned my shoulder, turning me around. I looked at her, bewildered, thinking: Is she... going to slap me?

Instinctively, I covered my face, saying, "Don't hit me, my face already looks like a pig's head."

She couldn't help but chuckle, then slowly lowered her head. I watched her eyes get closer and closer—so dark, so bright, so big…

Hmm? Before I could even close my lips in shock, she gently kissed me. My head spun, my mouth gaped open even wider, and my expression must have looked absolutely foolish. Her initially shy and rosy cheeks gradually blossomed into a sweet, honey-like smile.

I stared at her blankly for a long time before letting out a scream.

She looked at me anxiously, then glanced outside, then back at me, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

I pounded the bed in anguish, sobbing, "My first kiss, my first kiss, you stole it from me!"

Her face flushed red, a mixture of embarrassment and anger on her face. She playfully covered my mouth, whispering but fiercely, "You...you bastard..."

Suddenly, I grabbed her hand, a smile in my eyes, and asked, "Can you promise this bastard a thing?"

Huh? This time, she was stunned, like a complete fool, but quickly regained her composure, glancing at me suspiciously.

I looked at her tenderly, pleading, "Could you promise me...

um?

Give me back this kiss in a couple of days?"

Uh?

Because...my lips are swollen like a pig's snout right now, how can I feel the softness of your lips, the smoothness of your tongue? You...

don't...say...again!" She glared at me with her not-too-large, but gentle eyes, threatening me, though her eyes held no real threat, and her soft voice had no effect whatsoever.

I remained silent, but my gaze towards her was ambiguous.

"Hey, what are you looking at? Watch out or I'll gouge your eyes out!" She bared her teeth and claws, almost barking like a puppy, but her face flushed red instantly.

I continued to look at her, but this time it was no longer a teasing look; instead, a gentle light of admiration welled up from the bottom of my heart.

She quieted down, her gaze shifting elsewhere, avoiding my eyes. An unknown, warm feeling, imperceptibly, drew us closer—

from that day on, we felt a deep intimacy between us. I began to pay attention to her, observing her body and every smile when she wasn't looking. We started talking more, and the biggest change was in her clothes; they were no longer so unkempt.

I was surprised to find she had so many beautiful, well-fitting clothes. I asked her why she hadn't worn them before, and she shrugged and said, "I'm cooped up here all day, who am I dressing up for?"

I immediately asked her why she was wearing it again, which made her so angry she wanted to bite me. She chased after me, laughing. Intentionally or unintentionally, our physical contact became more frequent and natural, often causing my penis to involuntarily become erect, yet I could only helplessly let it go soft. At night, sometimes I would close my eyes and fantasize about her body, perhaps imagining her masturbating in alluring poses, venting my love for her in my fantasies.

That evening, while developing an interface program, it was past nine o'clock. Exhausted, I had to smoke to stay awake. Xu Ying pouted her alluring red lips and mumbled as she went to open the window. Seeing this, I obediently went to the bathroom and turned on the exhaust fan to smoke.

Suddenly, I noticed a small white lace panty hanging on the bar. I couldn't resist taking it down. It was such a small panty, thin and soft, easily crumpled in the palm of my hand. I couldn't help but think of the round, pert buttocks I often secretly admired. Although they looked so delicate, how could such a small panty possibly contain them? If she wore it, two plump, white buttocks would surely be exposed—how alluring that would be! Could this thin white fabric conceal her genitals? Would faint dark shadows be visible? If she wore these tiny panties and lay on the bed, swaying her alluring, full buttocks, murmuring in her intoxicating voice, "Oh, I can't take it anymore,"

I imagined. My lower body involuntarily swelled from the erotic image. I extinguished my cigarette, held the small panties to my nose, and smelled a faint, soapy scent. Was her genitals as clean and fragrant as these? My other hand, through the panties, caressed my own genitals…

For a long, long time, I calmed myself down, hung the panties back on the drying rack, and returned to the inner room.

Xu Ying was sitting in front of the computer, seemingly typing, but I keenly noticed her slender, white fingers trembling.

Looking closely at her face, her fair skin had turned a deep purplish-brown, and the exposed section of her neck was a bright red, like a boiled shrimp. Her slightly heaving breasts heaved rapidly as she took deep breaths, struggling to regain her normal breathing rhythm.

My heart skipped a beat. Had she noticed? No way, although I hadn't closed the door, the bathroom was near the entrance; it couldn't be from this angle…

I couldn't help but glance towards the bathroom. No problem. But as my gaze returned, I suddenly caught sight of the large mirror on the wardrobe, reflecting everything in the bathroom. Good heavens, how embarrassing! Please, just open a crack in the floor so I can jump down and die! Every move I made in the bathroom was reflected in this full-length mirror, perfectly clear from this angle.

My heart pounded. I stole a glance at her. There was no anger on her face; a row of fine white teeth were gently biting her lip. That shy expression, that blushing girlishness, was absolutely captivating. I steeled myself. My

previously hidden affection, now discovered, was no longer a secret. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to hug her, I wanted… Even if she didn't agree, I guessed she wouldn't tell anyone else.

This realization emboldened me. We were sitting side by side, but I suddenly turned around and said to her, "Xu Ying...

Ah..." Xu Ying's body jolted. Perhaps she was in a state of confusion, not even knowing what she had been typing on the computer for the past few days. When I called her name, she jumped up as if she had been electrocuted, saying, "What?"

Her eyes, which were slightly narrowed when she wasn't wearing glasses and always seemed to be smiling at me, only had time to flash a hint of shyness before I had already deeply kissed her lips!

Her lips were even more fragrant and softer than I had imagined, with a cool, sweet taste.

Her small mouth opened in surprise, and before she could close it, my tongue had already entered her slightly open mouth, entwining with her warm, wet, and delicious little tongue, experiencing that feeling of lips touching and sharing each other's warmth.

Xu Ying sat there blankly, leaning back, letting me hold her tightly. Her alluring body, filled with a delicate fragrance, seemed half-asleep, completely unaware of her surroundings. Her charming expression, with her fan-shaped eyelids half-covering her starry eyes, revealed a languid and dreamy gaze. I had never known that purity and allure could coexist in the same body.

"No, Qin Yue, you...no..." She seemed to wake up, turning her head and pushing me away forcefully with her small hands. Somehow, in my excitement, I felt a magical and alluring pull emanating from her beautiful body. She smelled wonderful, a subtle, elegant, and natural fragrance emanating from her skin and hair, sweet and fresh like early spring orchids—the sweet and gentle scent unique to young women.

I held her tightly, refusing to let go. Her struggles caused the chair to tip over. Even though the door was closed, she shuddered and stopped struggling. I held her back two steps, and she pleaded softly, "Qin Yue, good brother, good older brother, please, stop it, I...I..."

The hotel room wasn't very big. She stepped back, her legs hitting the edge of the bed, and she fell onto it.

I was like iron drawn to a magnet, unwilling to let her go for a moment. As she fell, I pressed down on her.

With my body on top of her, I could use one hand to hold her head back as she tried to move away, and kiss her lips. My other hand roamed over her body. I said, "Xu Ying, you're so cute, really, I love you so much, I dream about you all the time. Give it to me, I love you, give it to me."

Xu Ying, panting, pushed me away, softly begging me to leave. But after struggling for a while, she lost her strength, and I didn't budge. Instead, her writhing body intensely aroused my lust. My penis, hard and hot, stood erect, pressed against my lower abdomen, its heat even reaching my own.

Because of the heat, everyone was dressed lightly; I was only wearing casual harem pants, and she was wearing thin capri pants. My penis pressed against her lower abdomen, and she immediately sensed it. Her face flushed even more, but she dared not move.

My hand slipped inside her shirt, caressing her breasts. Her breasts felt delicate, like a pair of adorable doves, their skin incredibly smooth. Her small nipples stood erect under my touch, and her breathing turned into seductive moans. Her shirt had unknowingly been unbuttoned.

Her body trembled slightly under my caresses, and she pleaded in a similarly trembling, sweet voice: "Please, lock the door. Someone might see us."

Overjoyed, I seized the opportunity to threaten her, "I'll close the door, you can't go back on your word!"

Her face flushed, and she nodded, looking aggrieved. The fear of being intruded upon made her abandon all restraint.

I jumped out of bed, ran to quickly lock the door, then ran back and eagerly leaped back onto the bed.

Xu Ying's flushed face was incredibly sexy. She shyly hugged the blanket, looking at me tremblingly.

I pulled her close and said gently, "Xu Ying, I swear, I really like you. You're so cute, so charming. Sometimes, I can't help but lie in bed alone, thinking about you…

um… give it to me, please… I… I don't want to hurt you. If you hate me, I'd rather not touch you. Really, are you willing to… to be with me… to be with me…"

She covered her blushing face and nodded almost imperceptibly.

My heart filled with tenderness, I gently leaned in and kissed her cheek, pulling her hands away. Her eyes were hazy, brimming with tender affection. My fingers gently traced her red lips and cheeks, then lightly grasped her beautiful breasts.

Xu Ying murmured softly, her body trembling slightly, her waist tensing.

I rolled over, pressing her soft, fragrant body beneath me, gazing at her and chuckling softly.

She blushed slightly, asking curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

I laughed because I was embracing the most adorable woman in the world, the woman who stirred my heart most. I laughed because this woman, who had kissed me just two days ago, now looked like a pitiful little rabbit about to be devoured by the big bad wolf.

Xu Ying's face flushed, and she bit her lip, her alluring expression exuding the charm of a mature woman.

I leaned close to her ear and boldly said, "I laughed because… my big cock is about to enter Xu Ying's little hole, to become one with you, to let your soft flesh…

ah!" Xu Ying felt a surge of heat coursing through her body. My bold teasing made

her face flush with embarrassment. She closed her eyes, raised her small fist, and punched my chest, playfully crying out, "Don't say it! Don't say it! It's so embarrassing!" I continued to kiss her pretty face, red lips, and neck. As her thoughts became hazy, I began to gently caress and knead her soft, white breasts. Meeting her increasingly lustful gaze, a hand suddenly slipped inside her pants.

"Mmm, no..." Xu Ying twisted her thighs nervously. My fingers brushed across her flat stomach and pressed against her genitals. Because her pants were tight, only my fingers could move inside, and she had no way to escape.

I kissed her patiently, my fingers touching her soft pubic hair. I noticed she didn't have much pubic hair, and her vulva was tightly closed. I inserted my index finger, probing down the opening to her vagina. Xu Ying's vagina was tender and slippery, already secreting a lot of sticky fluid. My finger, covered in her fluids, gently moved inside her wet, tender vulva for a while, then moved up to her clitoris and gently massaged it. She let out a muffled moan, her hips gently undulating. Seeing how sensitive she was, I began to tease her clitoris with varying pressure.

Xu Ying's face was slightly flushed, and her eyes became moist, making them look watery and hazy, very alluring. I pulled open her shirt, removing her bra, revealing her bare breasts. Her snow-white skin had two high, firm curves, the curves of her jade-like breasts very beautiful. Although not large, they were almost large enough for my hand to grasp. Holding her firm breasts in my hand was an incredibly wonderful experience.

Two pink nipples swayed at the highest point of her curves, like two tender red cherries. I took one into my mouth, sucking on the entire areola, drawing it into my mouth. Xu Ying's delicate body trembled as I sucked on it, her slender waist arching upwards.

Her soft, pink skin rubbed against my cheek, so incredibly tempting. Her nipples were covered in my saliva. Xu Ying's eyes were half-closed, her lips slightly parted, already lost in my caresses. So, when I undressed her and took her small hand to explore my penis, she seemed to only then snap out of it.

Xu Ying's loving gaze was fixed on my erect penis, which she gently stroked. Her small hand was soft, her skin smooth and tender; touching it felt tingly and incredibly comfortable.

I whispered in her ear, "Darling Yingying, is brother's penis big?"

She playfully slapped my back, saying, "You bad boy, don't say things like that."

I grinned, "Okay, okay, I won't talk about penises. Is that thing Yingying is holding big?"

She couldn't help but laugh out loud, then realized how embarrassed she was and buried her head in my chest, saying, "Stop being so vain, it's like...like a toothpick..."

Hearing her flirtatious words, I became even more excited and said, "Okay, then do you want to use my toothpick to pick your teeth?"

Her face flushed red, overwhelmed with shyness, but she stubbornly replied, "Dare? I'll bite it off!"

I couldn't help but straighten my back and said, "If you bite it off, what will my Yingying use? Won't she be itching to death?"

Xu Ying let out a soft moan, utterly mortified.

I said to her, "Baby, sit up, I'll take your clothes off for you."

Her face red, she obediently let me undress her, then secretly glanced at my penis, shyly turned around, and lay face down on the bed, presenting her smooth, pink back and round, plump buttocks to me. Those pert, beautiful buttocks were like a large, juicy peach, the exaggerated curves extending from her waist down to the sides, cascading into a naturally beautiful and sexy shape.

I couldn't resist lying down and kissing her beautiful buttocks, then couldn't resist biting the tip.

She let out a soft cry, hugged her beautiful buttocks, her eyes sparkling as she rolled her eyes at me, and said reproachfully, "Are you trying to bite me?"

I said tenderly, "Sister Ying, your buttocks are so beautiful, so fragrant, I really want to eat them."

Xu Ying, aroused by my teasing, and already quite close to me, was no longer so shy and reserved. She boldly thrust her buttocks forward and said, "Okay, go ahead and eat them."

I was irresistibly aroused by her gradually revealed charm, and I pounced on her, pulling her tightly into my arms, calling out affectionately, "Sister Ying, Xu Ying, Sister Ying...

Hmm?" Her beautiful eyes darted around, looking at me with an inquiring gaze.

I didn't say anything more, just pressed myself against her smooth, beautiful body, gazing at her tenderly. We looked at each other for a while, and she was moved by my love. She couldn't help but hug me tightly, whispering, "Qin Yue, I like you too, I...like you too..."

She closed her eyes, no longer looking at me. I gently parted her legs with my toes, and gently pushed against her alluring opening. She couldn't help but let out a soft "ah," hugging me tightly. Actually, my penis was only touching the entrance of her vagina, not penetrating. Xu Ying was just too nervous.

When the head of my penis touched that soft, warm flesh, an electric sensation traveled from my penis to my brain. I was extremely excited. As my penis slowly slid in, an extremely comfortable temperature gently embraced me. The tight, slippery, and fiery touch made me feel numb and almost melt.

I inserted myself inch by inch. Xu Ying clung nervously to my back, repeatedly moaning, "Gently, ah, a little gentler, slower, um... um..." My

entire thick penis was inserted into her small, closed opening. At the base, our pubic hair touched, creating a slightly itchy sensation.

I thrust harder, and Xu Ying cried out, her buttocks lifting slightly. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she cried out again, "Gently, gently!" Then, realizing my prank, she playfully slapped me, laughing shyly, "You little rascal, teasing me."

The pleasure in her tender flesh intensified, and Xu Ying's vagina became increasingly wet. I gently propped myself up and began to thrust. At first, she nervously pulled on my arm, telling me to slow down. After a while, she let go, her eyes glazed over as she moaned. She began to writhe, her mouth opening, continuously uttering moans of "oh... oh... oh..."

My speed increased, my force intensified, and I pounded into her repeatedly. She furrowed her delicate brows slightly, her mouth parted slightly, and she too became excited, trembling beneath me and emitting sweet, lewd moans.

After a while, I pulled out my penis, jumped to the floor, and said to Xu Ying, "Sister Ying, come to the bedside."

"Why?" she asked, obediently moving towards the bed.

I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed one of her pink, glistening thighs, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and made her lie on her side, her legs together, curled up, half of her beautiful buttocks dangling over the edge of the bed. The small slit between her buttocks was horizontal to the bed, right in front of my penis, her pink, plump labia tightly clenched. I pressed my penis against her vagina and thrust in, again and again. Each time, her thighs touched her plump buttocks, and the pleasure in her vagina grew stronger as her legs clamped together.

Xu Ying's breasts swayed back and forth as I thrust into her, her alluring body bouncing slightly with each stroke. Her highly sensitive clitoris was further aroused, her slender waist small, while her buttocks appeared quite large, her hips undulating with each thrust, her anus faintly visible between her buttocks. Xu

Ying's breathing grew increasingly rapid, her pretty face flushed red, her brows slightly furrowed, her beautiful eyes half-closed, and she moaned softly, clearly already aroused. She moaned softly: "Ah...ah...Qin Yue, I feel so good, um...harder, um...ah...I can't take it anymore, ah...ah—I love you so much...good brother...

faster...um...not finished yet...oh..."

Her moans, accompanied by the squelching sounds of each thrust, kept me in a state of heightened excitement, and I thrust harder with each stroke.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust my penis against her vulva and pumped violently... then with a muffled groan, I lunged forward, grabbing her slender waist and pressing her buttocks tightly against my groin, letting my semen spray freely into her vagina. The hot semen mingled and raced inside her.

Feeling the rhythmic movements of my penis inside her, her delicate body trembled with each thrust. She uttered something in her hometown dialect, which I didn't understand, but it sounded like a soft, crisp, rapid, and very pleasant sound.

I flopped onto the bed, holding her waist behind me, contentedly pressing against her soft, boneless body, letting her buttocks press against my lower abdomen. My hands rested on her breasts, which were now sweaty and pounding. After a while

, Xu Ying slapped my hands away, turned back and gave me a playful glare, then went to the bathroom to shower. I lazily rolled over and lay back on the bed, feeling both comfortable and exhausted.

Half an hour later, she emerged from the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, her hair still wet and draped over her shoulders. Her smooth, fragrant shoulders were exposed above her chest, and beneath the tightly bound robe, her breasts were slightly bulging. Looking down from the neckline, her rounded breasts, partially hidden, created an alluring cleavage, revealing a pair of slender, fair legs with a beautiful shape.

Her attire was no longer that of a young girl; it possessed a mature, alluring charm.

Seeing me lying motionless on the bed, my erection limp and dejected, she couldn't help but chuckle. She gave me a flirtatious sideways glance and said, "You little rascal, what are you still doing here? You've already tormented me, aren't you satisfied? Get lost."

I deliberately spoke in a weak voice, "Oh dear, Sister Ying is too amazing. I'm completely exhausted; I can't move anymore."

Xu Ying's face was flushed, and she wrinkled her nose coquettishly, teasing me: "Oh, is that all you've got? Trying to bully a woman?"

I said ingratiatingly: "Who told you my Xu Ying is so adorable? I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. How could I possibly hold back a single ounce of energy?"

Xu Ying was still a little shy, not used to my teasing, and turned her head away, saying: "Alright, alright, young master, go back to your room quickly, don't let anyone find out."

I pleaded with her: "No, I want to hold you while I sleep tonight."

Xu Ying was startled and said: "What? How can that be? If someone finds you here tomorrow, how can I face anyone?" She clasped her hands together, bowing respectfully and pleading: "Good Qin Yue, good brother, go back to sleep quickly, okay? I have to work tomorrow."

I rolled my eyes and said: "Hmm, is that so? Then you have to do it with me again."

Xu Ying's eyes widened in surprise and said: "Ah? What?" "No way, bro, you...you just did it..." She glanced back at the clock on the wall and said, "It's already 10:30, please hurry up and leave." "Or...I'll do it next time..."

I insisted, "No, I've thought about you for so long, thank goodness you've taken pity on me today. If I leave now, I won't be able to sleep all night thinking about you. Aren't you ruining my life?"

Xu Ying was both amused and annoyed. She bit her lip, glanced at my crotch

, and said with a mocking smile, "Big brother, really? Your...it's so soft, how do you do it?" I winked at her slyly and said, "That depends on my dear Xu Ying, how she can make it stand up."

She clearly understood what I meant, her face flushed red, and she puffed out her cheeks, saying, "No, stop being so vain, I don't want to touch it."

I teased her, "Have you ever touched it? It's delicious."

She spat at me and said, "Delicious my ass." Seeing me lying there motionless, she sighed helplessly and said, "I wonder if I owed you something in my past life." Seeing me still lying there, she patted my leg and said, "Aren't you going to wash up? You naughty little devil!"
I was overjoyed and jumped off the bed happily, my soft penis swaying between my legs, causing Xu Ying to blush again. She muttered, "Disgusting."

I chuckled and slapped her plump buttocks, eliciting a soft cry from her, before running to the bathroom.

When I returned to the room after washing up, I saw her sitting cross-legged on the bed, her hand supporting her chin, gazing at me thoughtfully.

I chuckled and said, "Sister Ying, I washed very thoroughly, I used soap twice." "

Really…?" Xu Ying's bright and lovely eyes sparkled with a mischievous light.

I said, "Yes, yes, I really used soap twice."

A sweet, adorable smile lit up her face as she crept closer to me. Her cat-like movements captivated me, revealing a large expanse of her fair skin.

"No need...to be so excited, is there?" Just as I realized something was amiss, she pounced, grabbing my arm and biting it hard. Of course, she was careful; I only felt a slight pain, leaving two neat rows of teeth marks on my arm.

Xu Ying glared at me resentfully and said, "You used my soap to wash your...thing? How am I supposed to wash my face tomorrow?"

I laughed and cried, "Sis, it's okay, isn't it? You'll be holding it in your mouth anyway, right? Just wash it with soap tomorrow, okay?"

She blushed slightly, her face hardening, and said, "I don't care, I don't care. Bring me your soap tomorrow."

I surrendered, saying, "Okay, okay, nothing's more important than my sister Ying. I'll obey your orders, alright?"

Xu Ying smiled smugly, pinched my wet penis, and then suddenly asked me suspiciously, "Are you really clean?"

I said dejectedly, "I give up, I really am."

Xu Ying smiled gently, her expression extremely charming. Her willow-like arms immediately wrapped around my neck, her bathrobe rising and falling with her chest. With my caresses and kisses, her skin quickly warmed up, as if her creamy skin had been warmed by a scorching heat.

My lips naturally moved to the most attractive magnetic field, her lovely breasts. Xu Ying's breathing suddenly tightened, almost catching her breath. Her body had just experienced sex, so it quickly became sensitive again.

Xu Ying exhaled a trembling breath, "No... still calling it your first kiss? You're quite the flirt."

She said with a hint of jealousy.

I said with a grin, "It is... our first kiss."

She grabbed my hand that was caressing her milky white breasts, panting, "How many women have you been with?"

My expression darkened, and I said sadly, "I had a girlfriend who worked at China Merchants Bank, but she later got together with the son of some department head. Since then, I haven't touched a woman until I met you..."

Xu Ying noticed my low spirits and hugged me tenderly, comforting me, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you..."

I smiled again and teased her, "It's okay. If it weren't for that, how would I have met you, you little slut?"

She pouted her thin lips and asked coquettishly, "What did you say? Who's the little slut? That's awful!"
I smiled and kissed her, gently tickling her, saying, "You're not a little slut. It's me, this big pervert, who forced you, right?"

Xu Ying smiled slightly and said, "That's more like it. You are the big pervert, the big pervert, the eleventh pervert, mmm... mmm..."

Her lips were sealed by mine. I sucked on her slightly upturned lips, and an alluring atmosphere filled the space between us.

Xu Ying returned my kiss, her wet, slippery tongue, carrying a hint of toothpaste, entwining with mine with practiced ease.

As our tongues explored each other passionately, my hand slipped under her bathrobe, caressing her warm, smooth buttocks. Her buttocks were so beautiful, smooth as jade, delicate as cream, yet still firm and soft.

One of her hands grasped my erect penis between my legs, gently stroking it, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, her slender white fingers smeared with the precum flowing from my glans.

I panted, holding her waist, and said, "I can't take it anymore, lick it for me."

She twisted her slender waist in protest, giggling, "You're already hard, why lick it?"

I pulled her into a 69 position, thrusting my hips forward, determined to put my penis into her mouth. She hugged my buttocks, slapped them, and then began to suck on my penis.

I tried to kiss her vulva, but she moaned and refused, pulling her buttocks back. Licking her there required me to bend over and lower my neck, which was very strenuous, so I gave up. Instead, I gently inserted my fingers into her vulva and rubbed her clitoris. My other hand was around her waist, caressing her buttocks repeatedly, indulging in the smooth, tender feel.

Her bathrobe was parted, half-covering her body, her thighs only partially exposed, adding to her allure.

Xu Ying's small mouth tightly sucked on my penis, her head moving rhythmically, occasionally licking my glans with her tongue. The tingling sensation was most intense then. Actually, because I masturbate frequently, the tightness of her mouth didn't bring much pleasure; it wasn't as intense as when she used her hands. The important thing was that this beautiful and lovely girl was between my legs, sucking my penis with her mouth. The psychological satisfaction was overwhelming. She also gently scratched my scrotum with her fingernails, the tingling sensation making me feel completely relaxed.

The pleasure gradually spread throughout my body, making me want to ejaculate. Only then did I realize that I had just ejaculated inside her.

I sat up abruptly, startled, and said to her, "Oh no! I just ejaculated inside you. Could I be pregnant?"

As I sat up, my penis slid out of her mouth. The saliva on her tongue mixed with the saliva on my penis, forming a long, sticky line that dripped onto the corner of her lips.

She wiped her mouth, gently pouting, "Big brother, you only just realized? What were you doing?"

I turned and hugged her, gently caressing her breasts, speaking softly and tenderly, "How could I resist? My little Yingying is so beautiful and charming!"

She couldn't resist my cheesy advances, and my caresses made her body tingle. She giggled and resisted my hands, saying, "Come on, you're just sweet-talking. Don't worry, you little man who doesn't want to take responsibility, I'm safe these next few days."

I caressed her body reassuredly, saying, "Really? Little man, where is it small? Here?" I took her small hand and pressed it against my throbbing penis. She squeezed it hard, laughing seductively, "It is small, it is small, a little toothpick, a little toothpick."

Amidst giggles and laughter, I quickly stripped her naked. She sighed resignedly, saying, "Sigh, I'll have to wash again later. I'm a good child, but my life is hard."

Her wit and liveliness made me realize that my usual understanding of her was insufficient; Xu Ying was actually such a sensible, gentle, and lovely woman.

I told her to kneel on the bed in a doggy-style position. She glared at me and said, "Where did you learn so many tricks? Using your older sister as practice?"

I coaxed her, "Don't always call me 'older sister,' okay? You look like a twenty-two or twenty-three-year-old girl, so charming and cute!"

It seemed Xu Ying was quite pleased with my flattery. She glared at me with a smile, suppressed a laugh, and turned to lie face down on the bed.

Her round, firm buttocks were raised high, and her fair skin was incredibly sexy and alluring. I played with Xu Ying's round, snow-white buttocks with both hands and whispered to her, "I'm not using you as practice, I'm using you to practice driving. You're my beloved BMW, and I'm going to flatter you a bit." As I spoke, I slapped her firm, bouncy buttocks.

"Ah..." Xu Ying let out a soft cry, gritting her teeth and playfully scolding me: "You pervert, you big pervert!"

I held my thick, hard penis, aimed it at her vulva, and thrust it in, saying as I pumped, "Here comes the big pervert, Miss Xu Ying, get ready!"

Xu Ying spat lightly, saying nothing, but her round buttocks met my thrusts, pushing back powerfully.

I grabbed her slender waist and pulled her closer, plunging my entire penis into Xu Ying's pink vulva, occasionally thrusting it in all the way, then gently rocking my lower body, grinding against her tender opening. Every time I used this move, her back tensed, her buttocks and thigh muscles strained, and she hissed, cursing me: "You bastard, you little bastard, ouch, stop grinding, it's so sore, oh, I can't take it anymore, my legs are so weak!"

As she spoke, she leaned down, but I always managed to grab her waist, lifting her up by her belly, and we continued. Xu Ying couldn't help but yell at me, "You bastard Qin Yue, you big bastard! Oh, you're going to humiliate me to death!"

I noticed that when she was happy, she liked to affectionately call me a bastard or a bad guy, unlike the "dear brother" or "good husband" in erotic novels. But it sounded especially warm, and it made the sex even more exciting. Later, I thought that the reason she called me that was probably because subconsciously she always felt that I was older than her and treated me like a little brother.

I held her slender waist, my erect penis pressing against her buttocks, quickly thrusting in and out, her hips swaying from side to side, thrusting forward and backward, wildly and fiercely pumping in and out!

Xu Ying's slender waist swayed gently like a willow branch in the spring breeze. Her full buttocks were squeezed and kneaded like dough by me. Her small anus was tightly closed, but it twisted and deformed constantly due to the pull of her vagina. In my eyes, the small, light brown chrysanthemum bud seemed to be flirting with me.

At this moment, Xu Ying's cheeks were flushed from my fucking. The tender flesh inside her vagina was writhing and contracting intensely, tightly clamping and holding my penis, making my glans feel numb. I also rose up and thrust wildly, causing her beautiful body to be thrown out by my impact, only to be pulled back by me.

Xu Ying hummed softly, saying weakly, "Bad boy...bad guy...what...what did you eat, what...thing...how...this...this, so strong...oh...oh...have...me...please..."
I stopped talking, panting heavily, and continued to thrust. A series of splashing sounds came from Xu Ying's lower body, her breasts swaying back and forth. If I hadn't been holding her waist tightly, she would have collapsed.

Xu Ying was covered in a fine sweat, her legs were weak, and the muscles in her buttocks were twitching and throbbing. She could no longer hold back and pleaded in a trembling voice: "I can't take it anymore, good brother, Qin Yue, hurry up, you're killing me, umm, I'm going to die." "Ah, I can't take it anymore."

A tingling pleasure also came from my glans. I concentrated all my strength on my big penis and thrust desperately, shouting: "Good sister... harder... squeeze... I... I'm going to... I'm going to cum..."

Hearing my words, Xu Ying mustered her last strength, twisting her slender waist and desperately thrusting her buttocks back. Strands of hair were messy and stuck to her skin on her sweaty back.

Ah! "Good sister...so good...wow...I...I came..."

I held Xu Ying's body tightly, my whole body trembling uncontrollably, my semen releasing all its passion, gushing into her body. I pressed down on her, my hips against her sweaty buttocks, panting heavily. She was panting too, our bodies rising and falling together with our rapid breathing.

After a long time, my limp penis gradually shrank and slid out of her body. I rolled over to the side, lying on my back. Xu Ying was still lying there, limp and motionless.

I chuckled twice, weakly reaching out to pat her buttocks, and said, "What's wrong? Beauty, can't take it anymore?"

She let out a soft, languid hum through her nose, looking incredibly cute with her weak and listless expression.

After a long while, she lazily said, "You're so amazing, I can't take it anymore, I don't want to move at all now." She turned her face, her shimmering eyes looking at me hazily, I couldn't tell if they were even focused on me, a faint, exhausted smile on her face: "Why are you moving like a donkey, so much energy? I'm about to die from exhaustion."

I said: "That's strange, I'm the one moving, you're just lying there, how come you're more tired than me?"

Xu Ying hummed and said: "You don't know anything, don't ask me, I'm exhausted."

I said smugly: "How about that, are you convinced? How about we do it again?"

She quickly shook her head and said: "No, no, please spare me, I'll be exhausted if we do it again."

I stroked her sweaty back down to her slender waist and shapely buttocks, and said tenderly: "Baby, shall I carry you to take a bath?"

She snorted and said: "Forget it, don't get any more beastly, I'll be in trouble again, are you satisfied now? Go back now."

Honestly, I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open. I just chuckled, got dressed, and staggered out. As I left, I asked her, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"

She gave a soft moan and said, "I'm exhausted, I need to rest a bit more.

" I went back to my room, quickly showered, and fell asleep like a log.

The next morning, I overslept. While everyone else was downstairs for breakfast, I was still fast asleep. I slept until the sun was high in the sky. When I finally got out of bed, I looked at the clock and it was already 9:30. Breakfast was out of the question.

After washing up, I leisurely went to Xu Ying's room, which was also our workspace. I opened the door and saw her sitting in front of the computer compiling code. When she saw me come in, she closed the door, blushed slightly, and without looking at me, continued typing on the keyboard, saying, "You just got up, sir?"

I smiled awkwardly and said, "Yeah, I'm exhausted, and I missed dinner."

She chuckled, then quickly straightened her face and said, "Serves you right! Who told you to keep going on and on? I hope you starve to death."

I noticed she was wearing a well-fitting light blue plaid shirt and red hot pants, revealing her slender waist, pert breasts, and full, shapely hips and legs. Her expression was so adorable, a mix of reproach and shyness. I couldn't resist leaning over and kissing her cheek, saying, "Mmm, so fragrant. I'll eat you when I'm hungry, I'm not afraid."

Xu Ying glared at me and whispered, "Don't be so casual in broad daylight, what if..."

I said, "It's okay, not many people come here anyway, I'll just lock the door."

She hurriedly said, "No, if you lock the door, won't people be even more suspicious?"

I patted her chest and grinned, "I have a plan. I'll turn on my laptop, put on a movie, and if someone comes and opens the door, they'll just think we're watching a movie. They won't suspect anything if the boss sees us."

Her face flushed, and she stammered, "But...but...it's so early in the morning, and you...aren't you done yet?"

Looking at her blushing face, I suddenly realized, "Ha! She misunderstood, thinking I wanted to..."

I smiled wryly and teased her, "Sister Ying, if you still want more, I'll do my utmost, even unto death, but...I don't know if I'm capable right now."

She realized she'd been tricked and was incredibly embarrassed, raising her hand to hit me. I grabbed her hand and kissed it sweetly. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes shone with tender affection as she looked at me, saying, "You, you're so energetic even without eating. Look, I saw you didn't come downstairs this morning, so I went out and bought you KFC. The milk's still warm, eat up."

I took the things she bought for me, my heart filled with genuine gratitude. Few women cared for me like this. I gratefully kissed her again, then, gazing at the sumptuous breakfast, deliberately sighed with feigned distress, remaining silent.

She fell for it, nervously asking, "What? Not to your taste?" "I…I saw you buy it once before, and I thought you liked it, so…"

I shook my head heavily, looking at her with sorrowful eyes, and said, "Sister Ying, have you ever heard of an old saying?"

Xu Ying stammered, "What…an old saying?"

I said passionately, "A drop of kindness received should be repaid with a spring of gratitude! Now, I've received such a large glass of milk from you; how many cups of…milk…will it take to repay you?"

She opened her mouth, repeating it inexplicably, then suddenly understood. Her face flushed red, and she raised her jade-like leg to kick me, angrily cursing, "You bastard! I should have just let you starve to death! And...and what..."

She stammered, unable to finish her sentence. I chuckled, put my arm around her slender waist, and let her pert bottom sit on my lap, commanding, "Sister Ying, feed me."

She struggled, blushing, "No, let go! You'll die! If anyone comes in, I'll kill you first, then commit seppuku!"

I laughed, quickly ran to lock the door, then pulled her into my arms, caressing her small, pert breasts, saying, "Good sister, hurry up and feed me. Once I'm full, we'll get to work. Otherwise, I'll cling to you and never let go."

Helpless, she sat shyly on my lap, feeding me. I, meanwhile, teased her, making her pant softly, while inhaling her delicate fragrance and enjoying the most enchanting breakfast of my life.

From that day on, my life became vibrant and colorful. Every day, I would joke and laugh with her while working. When we were tired, we would lock the door, hold her in our arms, and indulge in tender moments. At night, I would always make sure to spend my time in her boudoir before sneaking back to my room.

What was even more exciting was that sometimes when people from other rooms came to discuss problems with us, and she stood in front of the computer pointing and explaining her design ideas to the person sitting in front of her, I would pretend to lean in behind her to listen, and take the opportunity to reach out and touch her buttocks. Afraid of being discovered, she could only blush and pretend to be nonchalant as I took advantage of her.

Later, she got smarter. When someone came, she would either move a chair and sit next to him, or stand to his side, watching my helpless expression. When no one was looking, she would make a face at me, biting her lip and showing her white teeth, then wiggle her little bottom. Her charming appearance made me drool with desire and grit my teeth, but I couldn't do anything about it.

Once, I went to buy condoms and saw some kind of sex toy called the "Pleasure Ring," which only cost a little over two yuan. I bought it and tried it with her that night. It was a tight, round ring with a protrusion on top. I didn't know what it was for, and there was no explanation. I put it on my penis with the protrusion facing down.

That night, I went at it for two whole hours, until I was dizzy from exhaustion. I drained all the lustful fluid from Xu Ying's vagina, and she kept crying out in pain, but I couldn't ejaculate. It was stuck so tightly around my penis that I couldn't feel any pleasure at all. Finally, I had to take it off, but because I had held back for so long, my penis was engorged with blood and frighteningly hard, yet I was completely numb and had no feeling. My little darling first used her mouth, then her hands, until her hands were sore, before

she finally managed to ejaculate. Two days later, after I figured out that the protrusion was pointing upwards to stimulate the clitoris, I tried to persuade her to try it again, repeatedly promising to take it off after only twenty minutes. Unexpectedly, she was terrified and refused to give in.

That time was the most painful for Xu Ying. Her genitals were still sore the next day, and she ignored me all day. I followed her around like a shadow, closely watching her every move, smiling obsequiously, almost barking to get her attention. Finally, I managed to make her smile and forgive me.

As the weather gradually warmed up, one evening, the organizing committee took everyone to a club. After a seafood feast, we went upstairs to play bowling. My skills were so-so, and I didn't really enjoy this activity. After a couple of throws, I simply sat on a chair, drinking my beverage and watching others play.

Xu Ying seemed to really enjoy this activity. That day, she was wearing a pink tank top and denim shorts, her breasts bouncing adorably. Whenever she jogged a few steps, squatted slightly, twisted her waist and hips, and pretended to throw the ball, her beautiful little bottom tautly bulged in her shorts, her curves incredibly graceful. Her pair of smooth, pink legs, rounded like jade pillars, extended from between her shorts; the lines and color were a beauty and sensuality I cannot describe in words.

I was absolutely captivated by her alluring buttocks. That night, I held her in my arms on a chair, her bare bottom nestled in my lap, her vagina slowly stroking my penis, her hips rising and falling, landing on my legs, allowing me to fully experience the pink and smooth skin of her buttocks.

At the same time, I was online. When a friend I hadn't seen in a long time asked me where I was on QQ, I told him I was having sex, and a beautiful girl was sitting on my lap, stroking my big cock. Xu Ying immediately tried to grab the mouse, but I had already sent the message via shortcut. She blushed furiously, covering her face as if she couldn't bear to see anyone.

However, that guy didn't seem to believe me, immediately typing a long string of "hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…" and then earnestly advising me to find a prostitute. Finally, he even went so far as to send me information about famous prostitute districts in my city. Pshaw, showing off his knowledge! Did he need to tell me about things in my own city?

When I said that dismissively, Xu Ying immediately grabbed my ear and asked if I had ever been to a prostitute. I had no choice but to confess that it wasn't that I didn't want to, but I was too timid and afraid of being arrested by the police, so I had never been. Only then did she let me go with a hint of smugness, threatening that if I had been to a prostitute, I should never touch her again, as she was disgusting.

That night, I suggested playing with her anus because I had been really obsessed with her buttocks for a long time, and if I didn't play with it, it would be like I hadn't truly enjoyed her ass. Although I coaxed her with sweet words, she just wouldn't agree. Later, when I pressed her too hard, she looked very unhappy, so I had no choice but to give up.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the system development was nearing completion. Her expression was often somewhat melancholy, and I felt very sad as well.

Once, after making love, I held her and impulsively begged her to stay in the city; I wanted to marry her. But she refused. She sadly told me that our love was just a castle in the air, an emotional outpouring between two lonely modern people on the nineteenth floor of a building, without any real foundation. She was older than me, and in the far south, in Lijiang, Yunnan, her parents, her relatives, her roots lay among those mountains and rivers. She couldn't stay here.

She gently kissed my tears, wiping them away, and said she had already been divorced once and didn't want to let that bind our lives. If one day we hurt each other for this or that reason, she would rather leave a beautiful memory in each other's hearts.

I remained silent. Her thoughts were more mature than mine. Although I was so infatuated with her, I knew I had no reason to keep her. That night, she unusually allowed me to stay in her room. We embraced until dawn, and even in my sleep, I held her tightly, unwilling to let go.

The night the conference organizers announced that the development work would be successfully completed the next day and all personnel would return to their respective companies, he went around toasting each table. I drank a lot, even though I wanted to punch that bastard who announced the end of the work in my nose, I accepted every drink he offered.

That night, not long after Xu Ying returned to her room, I quietly slipped in. We didn't turn on the lights; our bodies were already very familiar.

The sky outside the nineteenth floor was azure, the stars twinkling. We didn't draw the curtains or close the windows. In the gentle night breeze, under the starlight and moonlight, we embraced tightly, kissing each other passionately, wanting to imprint each other's taste deeply in our minds.

Soft music, "The Moon Represents My Heart," played on the computer; the deep, melancholic voice of the female singer moved us both.

When she stood by the window and took off her clothes, her long hair, delicate face, pert breasts, slender waist, long legs, and her stunningly beautiful buttocks formed a beautiful, elfin silhouette.

I held her soft, smooth body tightly, thrusting my hardness deep inside her. The primal urges of alcohol drove me to brutally pound into her. She responded passionately, offering no resistance. Her face flushed pink, appearing alluring in the pale moonlight. Her deep, affectionate eyes remained fixed on me as I thrust, her lips slightly parted, uttering muffled murmurs of desire.

I squeezed her breasts harder, letting my penis pump freely within her. She swayed her hips, moaning softly, her gentle hands brushing away the strands of hair clinging to my forehead with sweat.

When I finally erupted inside her, I felt as if I had exploded into countless fragments, scattering into the vast universe. This was the ultimate pleasure in the world, a complete union of man and woman.

As I lay down and calmed down a bit, I vaguely felt a pair of slender hands roaming over my body, and a faint fragrance of orchids wafted by. Then, a moist, warm mouth took my penis into her mouth, sucking gently yet firmly until it was erect again. She then brushed the hair that fell across her face, gently bent down, and raised her shapely buttocks high, softly saying to me, "Yue, you little rascal, come on, I've never given this to anyone before, but today I'm giving it to you."

I stared at her in surprise. She looked at me with gentle eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Haven't you always wanted this from me? Today I'm giving it to you, consider it a gift from me." "

Sister Ying," I said, moved, hugging her tightly, speechless for a long time.

She smiled brightly and teased, "What? If you don't want it, I'll get up, don't regret it!"

I embraced her beautiful, captivating buttocks, and gratefully leaned in, kissing every inch of her pink skin. Finally, without hesitation, I licked her light brown anus with my tongue. Stimulated by my tongue, her anus contracted sharply, and she whispered, "Good brother, don't lick there, it's dirty."

I stubbornly replied, "No, it's not dirty. Every part of Ying-jie's body is so beautiful and clean."

Moved, Xu Ying stopped speaking, closed her eyes, and raised her buttocks, letting me lick them.

Her anus was very clean, with a faint, pleasant soapy scent. Under my licking, she contracted her anus intermittently, her buttock muscles tensing.

When it was moist from my licking, filled with boundless love for her body, I pressed my penis against her anus and slowly but powerfully inserted it. Her arched back tensed instantly; she turned her head, gently biting her lip, accepting my entry.
The tight, wrinkled flesh gripped my penis firmly, and it slowly entered my dream paradise, plunging deep into her tender anus and rectum, where it felt incredibly warm.

The muscles at the anus tightened around the base of my penis, and I began to thrust in and out of her narrow anal canal like a piston, slamming against her buttocks again and again, cruelly penetrating her snow-white buttocks.

Clearly, a woman's anus isn't a sexual organ; she didn't feel any pleasure, so she simply bit her lip, enduring my thrusts and satisfying my desire. This realization deeply moved me. Seeing that beautiful, snow-white, high-perched buttocks, with a part of my body deeply inserted inside, the satisfaction and impulse made me ejaculate quickly into her rectum.

After I ejaculated, her limbs went limp. Her tightly closed anus contained all my semen; not a single drop spilled.

I held her, kissing her. That night was the second time we embraced and slept side-by-side, and the last.

The next day, as we packed our bags and prepared to return home, she was already sitting in the car, the window open. I saw her leisurely manicuring her fingernails; her slender, jade-like fingers shone in the morning sun, like translucent jade. But I clearly noticed her eyes were red and swollen. Yes, she had cried, and cried for a long time.

In the chaotic crowd, I couldn't say anything to her, only watching her from afar. She must have sensed it, for suddenly looked up, instantly pinpointing where I was standing, giving me a deep look, then turning away, never to return.

I remembered what she had told me that night: "If one day, we are destined to meet again, then it is God giving us a chance, and I am willing to continue our destiny!"

Yes, I long for it. From then on, whenever I have the opportunity to collaborate with other companies, regardless of whether it's the one she works for, I'll seize it, hoping to see her again. Although I haven't fulfilled my wish yet, I know she hasn't forgotten me either, and she must be striving for such an opportunity as well.

Every time I travel for work, I like to stay in a high-rise building. From there, I can overlook the earth and think of her, Xu Ying, my unforgettable love! I think of that unforgettable night, of the deep love between Xu Ying and me on the nineteenth floor.

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