Helpless Miss

Surprisingly, my blind spot allowed me a perfect view of her graceful figure. My girlfriend had just gone to the restroom, and no one else seemed to be paying attention to me, so I boldly stared at her perfect face and body: she loosened her ponytail, letting her beautiful long hair fall naturally, making her fair back and shoulders appear even more alluring through the strands. She charmingly smoothed her hair, picked up her drink from the table, and took a sip; her pretty face was so delicate and pleasing. She tied her hair back up, adjusted her clothes slightly, and was about to leave my sight again. Suddenly, she stopped and reached out to adjust the knee brace on her right leg (it turned out to be gauze). She lifted her right leg and stepped on the cardboard box next to her, her slender hands busily smoothing and fixing the gauze. As her beautiful legs moved backward, the short skirt pulled up, even the left side of the hem rose higher… She carefully adjusted the gauze, but the hem only went higher… My heart pounded… I could already see under her skirt, vaguely making out her light-colored panties (though the light wasn't enough, they were probably white or light blue). She was completely unaware that someone was watching, and maintained that position for a long time, adjusting herself. While I was watching her, I imagined myself pouncing on her behind the screen and taking her right there…
I couldn't taste the food after that, my mind constantly replaying the beautiful scene from before; the dress seemed to become transparent in my eyes, and I could almost see her sexy light blue panties underneath, clinging to her tight and alluring buttocks; and her long, flawless legs beneath the skirt…
Several more bottles of wine were ordered at the next table, and she was standing right in my line of sight, but with my girlfriend sitting next to me, I couldn't stare too brazenly. One of the customers got drunk and started acting crazy, grabbing her and refusing to let go. Although she dodged quickly and wasn't groped, one of her hands was still firmly held, and she couldn't break free. The other staff members seemed used to it and didn't seem to intend to intervene. By this time, there weren't many customers left in the store, and no one offered to help her. My girlfriend gently nudged me, gesturing for me to help (my girlfriend is incredibly righteous; whether it's someone not giving up their seat on the bus or everyone smoking in public, she'll always tell me to step in). Although I've suffered quite a few times standing up for my girlfriend before, the thought of being a hero secretly thrilled me. I swaggered over to the table, glared fiercely at the drunken guy, pried his hand off, and yelled, "Excuse me! I need to use the restroom!" I took the opportunity to grab the woman's hand and pull her away before heading to the restroom alone. I could hear the snickers from the other table, and I kept thinking about the woman's soft, boneless hands...
I stayed in the restroom for almost ten minutes. When I came out, the table where the drunken tantrum had started was gone; they'd obviously lost face. Actually, I was quite worried. What if they suddenly got violent? I wouldn't be able to handle it.
"Thank you..." The woman saw me come out and quickly came to greet me. Up close, she was breathtakingly beautiful, but my girlfriend was looking at me, so I just made a few perfunctory remarks and quickly went back to my seat. Unexpectedly, there were several bottles of alcohol on our table. It turned out my girlfriend had decided to go all the way and support the woman (even though I'd probably have to pay for the drinks). We were the ones who had ordered the most drinks in the restaurant, so the woman was trying to stay near our table to avoid any trouble. The air conditioning in the corner was cold, and my girlfriend offered to lend her a short jacket, which matched her dress perfectly. I made an excuse that I had to drive and hadn't drunk, but actually, I wanted to stay sober and admire the beautiful woman at the table. My girlfriend quickly got drunk, and the others followed suit. I took out my credit card to pay (the guy who was supposed to treat us was passed out), helped my girlfriend and two friends into the car, and went back to the store to get the card and receipt.
"Sir, this jacket..." She had already taken off her jacket and was about to hand it to me. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me, an idea came to me:
"It's okay, you can wear it for now, it's so cold." I took out my wallet and gave her my business card.
"You can return it to us another day, otherwise you'll get harassed by customers dressed so sexily." With my girlfriend not around, I was speaking more boldly.
"...Thank you..." She blushed as she accepted the business card, and looking at her cute appearance, I couldn't help but get hard again.
After finally getting everyone home, I drove back to my apartment. While reminiscing about the beautiful woman, I complained that my girlfriend had drunk too much (we were supposed to have sex last night). Just then, my phone rang: an unfamiliar number. I answered the phone, and a beautiful voice came through: "Is this Mr. Chen?" My heart skipped a beat; it sounded a bit like that beautiful woman. "Yes, it is. May I ask who you are?" I suppressed my excitement and asked casually.
"I'm sorry, I borrowed your jacket today... I'm sorry to call you at this hour..."
"Oh, it's okay, I haven't gone to sleep yet. Don't rush to return the jacket!" I glanced at my watch; it was indeed quite late.
"I'm sorry, I didn't need to return the jacket... My... my motorcycle broke down... Could you... help me..."
"Where are you? I'm coming right now." My heart warmed, and I blurted out. A beautiful woman alone offered me help; how could I refuse? Then I added, "Is it safe where you are? Are there any shops nearby?" After
confirming the location, I told her to wait at a nearby convenience store, and I sped off. When I arrived, I first moved her motorcycle to the convenience store entrance (about 300 meters uphill), locked it, and checked everything to make sure it was secure before driving her away. She was still wearing my girlfriend's coat, but she had changed into a knee-length skirt.
"Thank you, you're so kind..." she said softly. I turned to look at her, and wow, she was beautiful! The car was dark, which made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate.
"It's nothing, just a small favor... I haven't asked your name yet?" I slowed down, hoping to have more time alone with her.
"My name is Shuting... Li Shuting. Li as in 'wood,' Shu as in 'virtuous,' and Ting as in 'woman.'" (I'm using a pseudonym here to protect the person in question. Her name sounds much more elegant. But one of the three characters is real.) We chatted along the way, and although the drive wasn't long, it took almost half an hour because of my deliberate delay.
"Would you like to come up? I'll make you some coffee..." she asked me when we arrived at Shuting's apartment building. I figured I didn't need to say the answer.
Shuting lived alone in a small apartment. There was a small single bed, two wooden wardrobes, a dressing table, a small desk, a bookcase, and a full-length mirror. The room was cluttered with various decorations and stuffed animals.
"Sorry, it's a bit messy..." Actually, it was much tidier than my girlfriend's room. She went into the bathroom. I helped her unfold a small folding coffee table, sat on the carpet, and looked around casually.
Shuting came out of the bathroom. She was only wearing the low-cut dress from the dining room. In her hands were my girlfriend's coat and her knee-length skirt that she had taken off. My line of sight was slightly lower than the hem of her skirt, and her alluring thighs were exposed in front of me. She busied herself making coffee and washing cups, her skirt swaying with each step. Her underwear was indeed light blue.
She sat down, smoothing her skirt. We chatted while waiting for our coffee.
"What happened to your knee? Is it serious?" I asked now, her right leg still wrapped in gauze.
"I fell off my motorcycle a few days ago... and tore my favorite jeans..." she said regretfully, removing the gauze as she did so. "My senior said that keeping the wound bandaged would prevent scarring... Look..." The gauze lay scattered beside her, revealing a small patch of peeling skin and some dried blood spots on her alluring knee.
"Does it still hurt?" I boldly touched the skin near her wound. Her delicate and alluring legs were incredibly smooth.
"It's okay... it doesn't hurt as much today..." I gently massaged her leg, carefully avoiding any areas that might aggravate the wound. My left hand gently massaged her right calf, while my right hand gradually moved upwards towards her knee. Her legs were so soft and tender.
Shuting's eyes were closed. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her cherry-like lips breathed softly.
I kissed her.
Time seemed to stand still. Shuting's lips were so warm and moist. My heart seemed to stop too.
Time began to flow again. My tongue explored her lovely little mouth, and Shuting's fragrant tongue responded eagerly. I pulled her up, my hands roaming and caressing her smooth, beautiful back. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her breasts rubbing against my chest. Shuting's body grew increasingly hot, her beautiful legs clamping tightly around me.
"You're so beautiful." "You're so naughty," we said simultaneously. Shuting's pretty face flushed, revealing adorable dimples.
"I didn't expect you to be the big pervert," she said coquettishly, giving me a sidelong glance.
"I..." I was about to launch into some sweet talk when Shuting's beautiful eyes closed again.
Our lips met.
Her dress had only one zipper. I slowly unzipped it. The dress slid down Shuting's beautiful body. Her breasts stood erect, trembling. The areolas were pink, and the nipples were small and alluring (she wasn't wearing a bra). I carried Shuting to the bed. Her beautiful eyes were half-open, half-closed, and she bit her lower lip, her small mouth softly uttering, "...You...be...gentle..."
Shuting was only wearing her light blue panties. While admiring the beauty before me, I quickly stripped her naked. Shuting glanced at my penis, let out a soft moan, and her cheeks turned even redder.
My fingers gently caressed her body before I kissed her lips. Shuting's delicate body writhed slightly with my caresses, helping me explore her erogenous zones. I kissed her snow-white neck, nibbled at her earlobe, and licked her collarbone…
“Ahhhhhh… Hmm… Hmm… Ahhhhhh…” Shuting moaned sweetly. My fingers slid to her panties, teasing and exploring from the outside; my tongue attacked her jade-like breasts, which could almost bury my face.
“Ahhhhhh… Ohhhhhh… Ahhhhhh… Hmm… Hmm… Ahhhhhhh… Ahhhhhhh…” Shuting's panties were already soaked. I gently pulled them apart, and she writhed to help me pull down her panties.
Shuting's rose-like vulva was revealed before me. Truly exquisite.
“Shuting… You’re so beautiful…” I tried to insert my finger.
Shuting was still a virgin.
“Shuting?”
She understood the question in my voice and nodded gently.
Without further hesitation, I thrust my most swollen penis ever into Shuting's tight little hole.
"Shuting, I'm sorry, it might hurt..." I kissed her lips and thrust in forcefully.
Shuting bit my lip in pain. Tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes. I tried to stay still, keeping my penis inside her. I relaxed my lips slightly, and Shuting opened her large, tearful eyes, looking at me sadly:
"It hurts! See how you're going to make it up to me!"
"I'm sorry... I was too rough..." I stammered an apology.
We were pressed tightly together, and my hands began their assault on various parts of her body again.
I uttered sweet words as much as I could.
I tried to move my penis before I finally succeeded.

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