The beautiful Chang'e and Yun

I met Chang on the school's intranet (we were from the same university at the time). Her first words to me were quite shocking: "I'm a prostitute, do you believe me?" I replied, surprised, "Why would you say that about yourself?" She said she'd broken up with her boyfriend that day…
Comforting people is one of my strengths, and with my comforting words, her mood gradually improved, and her words became cheerful. Chang had just graduated from my university, and after learning I was a graduate student, she became even more excited, insisting on taking the postgraduate entrance exam and asking me to tutor her. Our conversations deepened, from school life to future families, from various aspects of society to the sorrows and helplessness of relationships. Anyway, our first chat went very well, leaving her with a good impression. As our acquaintance deepened, and we learned we were at the same university, we exchanged phone numbers. We'd occasionally call to check in, and she said one of my seniors was pursuing her, asking me to observe his character and other aspects. Taking this opportunity, we hardly spoke a word. She seemed to trust me more and more. She often told me about who was pursuing her, and I just ignored her. I found this woman a bit vain, which might be the reason for our future relationship. Because I was the student council's management minister, I had a strange attraction for her, given her somewhat vain nature.
One weekend, she called, saying that the handsome guy had time but couldn't go shopping with the pretty girl. I said time was trash, and it was a great honor to go shopping with a pretty girl. That was our first meeting. Chang was wearing a white dress, which made her look exceptionally tall, and pink high heels. I estimated the height to be at least 6cm, and her hips swayed dramatically as she walked. I almost drooled. However, there was no awkwardness between us as I had expected, and we shopped through all the malls in this small city. Every time she tried on clothes, she would pull me to look in the mirror, as if checking if the clothes suited me standing next to her. At that moment, being so close to the girl challenged my desires. I could only smell her delicate fragrance. I pretended to be serious and struck a pose, standing next to her with my hand behind her back. So, I often accidentally brushed against her full buttocks, which always resulted in her giving me a reproachful glare. I could only laugh awkwardly. After shopping, we went to KFC and later to Shangdao Coffee, sitting like a couple in a private booth. During the shopping trip, she even went to the restroom to change clothes for me, calling it a "clothing show" for me. Our first meeting ended just like that. That night, we went back to our online lives. She thanked me for spending the day with her and said it had been a long time since anyone had gone shopping with her. I sent her a lecherous QQ avatar and said that I would be there whenever my Changchang wanted. She said, "Pshaw, who's your Changchang? If your girlfriend sees this, she'll go crazy." I said, "If you don't tell her, how will she know? I told her I have a girlfriend the first time we met, but she lives in Shanghai." So, whenever I used suggestive language, she would bring up my girlfriend.
For a long time, we went out a few times. I had an electric scooter, so I often took her to the Xiangjiang River and to some unknown mountains, but nothing ever happened, at most I'd occasionally touch her buttocks and hands. After finding out I had a girlfriend, she said, "Let's call each other 'bro'." A pretty girl calling you "bro" is quite a feeling. Later
, I went home one time. My home is far from school, requiring a train ride. Before returning to school, I texted Chang to say I was coming back, and she replied, "I'll pick you up." I said the train would arrive at 3 AM, and it wouldn't be safe for you to go then, plus it would be a bit cold at night, so I didn't agree, but she insisted. Later, she said, "What do you want to eat? I'll prepare it for you beforehand, so you won't be hungry when you get off the train." I asked why she was being so nice to me, and she said, "Because we're 'bros,' I'm nice to everyone else too." I chuckled to myself!
When I got off the train, I saw Chang standing alone at the station exit. The chill of the autumn night made her wrap herself tightly in her skirt. I quickly went over, took off my coat, and draped it over her shoulders. I scolded her, saying, "Why aren't you wearing more? You're so cold!" She seemed a little aggrieved and shoved a bag of KFC burgers into my hand, saying, "Eat this quickly." I took it and said, "I'll take you home first, and I'll find you again when it's light." She said, "I don't live in Gary anymore; I've rented a place too." I was a little surprised. She chuckled and said, "I'm also preparing for graduate school entrance exams, so I rented a place not far from where you are." I suddenly understood. We went to Chang's place first. It was a very quiet house. A pleasant fragrance wafted towards me as soon as I entered. Ah! Women's living spaces are so different. I greedily inhaled the fragrance from Chang's house. Chang could tell I liked it there and proudly said, "I decorated it beautifully! You can come over often when you have time!" I asked if it was okay for her to come over late at night. She said, "Are you kidding me? If your girlfriend finds out, you'll be in big trouble." I said, "Even you might not know I'm coming over so late, how would she know?" She blushed and didn't say anything. I felt like I was suppressing something—no, we were both suppressing something, and this suppressed feeling was growing wildly between us. We moved two chairs to the balcony. The eastern sky was gradually brightening, and we talked until dawn. Looking back now, I realize how slow and incredibly foolish I was. She said she really liked this feeling and asked if I could watch the sunrise with her often. I said, "Of course! I live so close to you, you can call me anytime." She nodded slightly. Nothing happened that day, but I knew we were building something up...
Chang lived only about 100 meters from my house, so we visited each other every day. She often cooked and invited me over for meals. Every time I ate her cooking, I would tease her, saying that whoever marries her will be truly lucky. She would always roll her eyes at me and say, "What's so great about me?" I would say, "She's good in public and good at home, of course she's good." I secretly thought to myself, "I wonder if she's good in bed too." One Sunday noon, the autumn sun was still so glaring. Chang said she had made some fruit salad and invited me over to eat with her. I went to her house familiarly and saw Chang wearing a silk nightgown. I felt a surge of heat rushing down to my lower body. The fruit salad was quickly prepared, and we sat close together at the desk. Inhaling her intoxicating fragrance, I felt a surge of heat. She seemed to sense the ambiguous atmosphere; her rosy cheeks flushed even more. At that moment, my breathing quickened, and I couldn't help but wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her tightly into my embrace. She was wearing a silk nightgown, her long, soft hair cascading down her shoulders. Perhaps because she was being held, her face was flushed crimson. I wrapped my arms around her waist, inhaling the unique fragrance emanating from her body, and felt a surge of desire boiling intensely within me. Her pink lips pouted, and she whispered angrily, "You big pervert, take your hands off me." I couldn't control myself; almost unconsciously, I kissed her alluring lips. She seemed to sense something, swallowing hard as she met my lips. Desire erupted at that moment. I kissed her sweet, fragrant lips wildly, sucking the sweet nectar from her mouth. My hands climbed up her not-so-large breasts, the fullness of her firm breasts almost making me cry out. She began to moan, her soft, bony body almost collapsing onto me. I hadn't expected Chang to be so sensitive; just kisses and caresses were almost enough to make her body unable to bear it. Without further hesitation, I picked her up and carried her to her bed, which exuded a feminine allure. She looked at me with seductive eyes, her gaze filled with a dreamy haze. I quickly stripped off my own clothes, revealing my strong muscles and my erect penis. She glanced at my erection, swallowed hard, and her lips moved slightly. I lay down beside her, removing her nightgown to reveal her smooth, white skin. I gently stroked her delicate skin, finding it exceptionally smooth, like silk—intoxicating. I leaned down, pressing my entire body against hers, and reached for her genitals with one hand. As expected, she was already wet. My surprise didn't hinder my actions; my desire had reached its peak. I thrust my thick, hard penis into her, penetrating without resistance. We both let out a soft "Ah, Oh," as if we had achieved our desire. Passion began at that moment. We had endured for so long, and the desire within us was almost burning us up. Chang's lower body was spacious, which increased my pleasure. I thrust rapidly, causing countless drops of love juice to splash, while Chang's body was limp like a lump of mud, being ravaged by me. Chang began to moan, but gradually, the intense pleasure could no longer be expressed by moans; her voice grew louder, "Ah..., oh..., umm..." Chang's spaciousness allowed me to thrust for a long time. The lubricated passage was specially prepared for my lower body. We were like destined soulmates, greedily absorbing the pleasure each other brought us. I was getting a little tired of thrusting, and the speed of my thrusts gradually slowed down, but the force of my thrusts increased. With each thrust, I penetrated deeply into the deepest part of her body. With each thrust, Chang took a deep breath, and she had several orgasms in succession. Later, she quietly told me that it was the most soul-stirring thrusting experience she'd ever had. Finally, as my pleasure neared its peak, I used my last strength to lift her buttocks, pressing our genitals together tightly, and thrusting deeply and violently. I ejaculated, and we held each other tightly, as if afraid the other would disappear completely. As my semen spurted out, she trembled, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Why didn't I meet you sooner? Why?" Then she roughly kissed me with her fragrant lips, and I responded passionately. Even though we had ejaculated, we continued to kiss and caress each other, because after so long together, we had fallen deeply in love. This love finally erupted during our lovemaking. Seeing her tear-filled eyes, I remained silent, only kissing her repeatedly. To be honest, of all the women I've been with, Chang gave me the greatest pleasure. Perhaps it was related to Chang's wide and exceptionally slippery genitals, or perhaps it was because we were kindred spirits, the love bursting forth from our very bones, coupled with the mutual pleasure we both experienced in sex, that created our perfect lovemaking. Chang said she had never experienced such exhilarating sex before, feeling as if every cell in her body was dancing. She was, and so was I. In bed, we were truly like rivals, evenly matched. That time, sex lasted a full hour and twenty minutes, the longest I've ever had. There was no excess fluid; I never expected it to last so long. So much so that Chang later said that whenever I touched her while she was standing, her body would go limp and she would start to become wet. After our passionate encounter, we shared a bath together. We kissed each other's bodies. Chang's skin was not only fair and smooth, but what excited me most were her pink lips. Unlike other women's dark genitals, which can be repulsive to look at, Chang's genitals were fair and rosy against the rest of her skin. They were especially delicate and clean, and for the first time, I felt that her lips were more worthy of kissing and cherishing than her genitals. So, during our bath, I mostly kissed Chang's lips and sucked her love juice. That was the first time I gave a woman oral sex.
Later, Chang and I maintained a semi-cohabitation relationship. During the day, we were busy with our own things, and at night, I would go to her place, or she would come to my place, and then we would have passionate nights. According to the landlord, Chang's moans kept everyone in the building awake every night, and I think that's true; Chang's moans were very loud. This went on for two months. We both knew there was no future for us, because I couldn't let go of my girlfriend, and she couldn't let go of her ex-boyfriend. So, in the days that followed, she often cried during sex. Every time she cried, she would grab my shoulders and urge me to fuck her harder. She often said, "Darling, thrust harder, fuck me to death! I'd rather be fucked to death in bed than leave you..." And indeed, she was fucked unconscious a few times in bed. When she woke up, she would always nestle happily in my arms, murmuring her words.
Two months later, after a wild and passionate night, we broke up. She said she couldn't bear the torment of sharing her man with someone else. She quickly got married, and I heard she was very pregnant at the time. I don't know whose baby it was, and I can't verify it, because after the wedding, she and her husband went to Qinhuangdao in northern China, and I lost contact with her.

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