Xiao Juan's Story

【Xiao Juan's Story】(French Past 1)
(I)
Xiao Juan was a very pure and innocent girl. She had been studying in Nice, France since the end of 1999, for more than half a year
. Before coming to France, Xiao Juan had a comfortable and easy job in a state-owned enterprise, which her parents were very satisfied with. However,
she was restless at heart and hated this kind of conventional life. After discussing it with her boyfriend, she quit her
job and borrowed some money from relatives and friends to study in France.
It was the summer vacation for French schools, and many Chinese students were traveling to various European countries in groups.
Xiao Juan was rather aloof and didn't like her classmates who only talked about eating, drinking, and having fun. She also wanted to work more and
earn more money , so she found a job as a waitress in a Chinese restaurant. It was a weekend, and the restaurant was packed with customers,
keeping them incredibly busy. The French eat slowly and have many rules, so by the time the last customer left and they closed,
it was very late. After helping clean up the kitchen, Xiaojuan dragged her tired body towards her place. The road
wasn't short, but to save on fare, she insisted on walking home. Before leaving the restaurant, Xiaojuan borrowed the owner's
computer to send an email to her boyfriend. Whenever she thought of him, a feeling of happiness welled up inside her. He was her
first man; she had given him everything, and he was her anchor.
The streets were brightly lit and deserted. Xiaojuan walked quickly, her mind filled with memories of happy times with her boyfriend
, even the sensations of making love. Speaking of sex, after years of patient training from her boyfriend, Xiaojuan has become
an expert in this area. Whether at home or outdoors, in the hallway, park, or even the parking
area of the airport expressway, she and her boyfriend will have sex whenever conditions permit. Having been in France for so long, she is honestly
very eager, but she doesn't want to be as casual as other Chinese girls. Fortunately, her boyfriend packed a vibrator in her
suitcase before she left, so now she can only rely on the vibrator or masturbate to satisfy herself.
Once, in the school's computer lab, Xiaojuan and her boyfriend were chatting on MSN, exchanging many exciting and stimulating
words. Xiaojuan couldn't stand her boyfriend's teasing and suddenly got up from her seat and ran to the public restroom. She closed
the door quickly lifted her skirt, took off her underwear, and started masturbating. After several orgasms,
she wiped away the semen that had flowed down to her knees like a smoker who had just finished a heavy nicotine craving. She slowly walked back to the computer lab and
told her boyfriend what had just happened. Her boyfriend sent her a nosebleed emoji and replied
with four words : "I ejaculated!"
Xiao Juan continued walking, her bohemian-style long skirt swaying with her steps in the night breeze, her tank top
looking particularly cool. Just as she turned a corner near her lodgings, a
bicycle came rushing out
from the opposite direction. "Ah—!" Xiao Juan screamed and instinctively dodged. The cyclist was clearly startled, but reacted quickly, jerking the handlebars and falling off the bike. A series of
crashes and screams followed. Xiao Juan's heart pounded. She calmed herself and tried to help the cyclist, but he
scrambled . The Frenchman's tall frame startled Xiao Juan
. He started yelling at her, but stopped abruptly, probably realizing she was a beautiful Asian girl, and couldn't finish
his sentence.
Xiao Juan stood there, bewildered. The cyclist, however, changed his attitude quickly, grinning wickedly at
her , "Hey, pretty girl, how about you come in for a ride?" Xiao Juan hurriedly said, "No, thank you,"
and turned to leave. The Frenchman quickly straightened his bicycle, adjusted the handlebars, and rode after her sideways
, saying, "Hey, little girl, my name is Fran?ois. What's yours? Come in for a ride, okay
?"
Xiao Juan ignored him, continuing to walk with her head down, her heart still pounding.
"Hey, I can pay, um—how about 300 francs?"
Xiao Juan continued walking quickly, finding it rather amusing.
"500 francs," the man persisted.
Xiao Juan remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she felt a surge of excitement.
"Okay, you're beautiful. I like Asian girls. 1000 francs!"
1000 francs wasn't a small sum; it was more than a month's wages for Xiao Juan,
earned through exhaustion. Xiao Juan's heart skipped a beat, and her steps slowed slightly. Fran?ois noticed
this subtle change, and it gave him a glimmer of hope. For this glimmer,
he was willing to gamble everything.
"Okay, God, 2000 francs!!!"
This time, Xiao Juan was truly stunned. Her steps slowed abruptly. "2000 francs, that's a lot
. Is he serious or not?" Xiao Juan wondered, unable to resist glancing slightly at
the .
Fran?ois clearly sensed Xiao Juan's change. He continued his efforts, and suddenly, he pulled his car
in front of Xiao Juan, forcing her to stop. Fran?ois quickly pulled out his wallet from his coat pocket,
grabbed Xiao Juan's hand, and shoved the wallet into her grasp.
"Come on, baby, I'm serious," Fran?ois said.
"Oh, he's serious? My husband said prostitutes in Beijing only cost a few hundred yuan, and he seems pretty good,
otherwise ... No, that would be so depraved, so vulgar! My husband knows what to do, I can't
betray him!" (Although they weren't married yet, Xiaojuan and her boyfriend always addressed each other as husband and wife.)
This Xiaojuan was truly at a loss. Holding Fran?ois's wallet, she stood there blankly, but
a strange excitement, even a longing, welled up inside her. She realized she was quite valuable.
Fran?ois noticed Xiaojuan's intense internal struggle and pulled the bike back over. Xiaojuan
continued walking, but very slowly, her hand still unconsciously holding Fran?ois's wallet. Suddenly,
Fran?ois, riding on the bike, reached out and put his arm around Xiaojuan's bare shoulder. Xiaojuan trembled,
but didn't refuse. Instead, she felt excited, her breathing became rapid, and her heart pounded in her throat
. Fran?ois's large hands sensed Xiao Juan's physical changes and, thinking things were looking good, continued his flirting:
"Baby, where are you from?"
"Beijing," Xiao Juan finally spoke, which excited Fran?ois.
After a whistle, Fran?ois pulled Xiao Juan closer to him and began teasing her:
"Aren't you the most beautiful girl in all of China? Hehe, by the way, do Chinese people still wear queues?"
This time, Xiao Juan chuckled, feeling surprisingly pleased. She was already very close to Fran?ois,
her arm even touching his thigh. Her heart pounded. Although she knew perfectly well that this was wrong,
Fran?ois's strong masculine scent was simply too alluring. She was incredibly thirsty, both psychologically and physically.
Just the sight of Fran?ois's large hand on her shoulder was enough to excite her. She could
even feel her vagina becoming wet, her underwear soaked.
As they continued walking, Xiao Juan suddenly realized it was inappropriate to still be holding Fran?ois's wallet. She
quickly handed it to him. Fran?ois had no choice but to take the wallet with the hand still around Xiao Juan and put it in his pocket. Then, he did
something that shocked Xiao Juan: Fran?ois swiftly jumped off his bicycle, threw it aside, and suddenly
embraced Xiao Juan, kissing her tightly on the lips.
"Ah—no—uh—" Xiao Juan's mind went completely blank. She struggled violently, but at the same time,
a surge of heat rose suddenly from her lower abdomen, quickly spreading throughout her body. This heat almost robbed her of all
her strength to resist. Moreover, under the weight of Fran?ois's nearly 1.9-meter height and broad, muscular physique, Xiao Juan was
like a toy, and everything she did was in vain.
Fran?ois continued to kiss Xiao Juan forcefully, forcing her body to arch backward. His
strong hands covered and rubbed her buttocks.
"Oh—no—you—rogue…" Xiao Juan kept pounding Fran?ois's shoulders with her hands, but
her mind was completely blank. She even managed to utter these words in broken Chinese.
Fran?ois lifted Xiao Juan's tank top from behind, his large hands reaching under her skirt, then through her panties, and
directly onto her full buttocks, kneading them. His thick arms stretched the elastic of the skirt very wide,
and as Xiao Juan struggled and writhed, the skirt slowly slid to the ground. Besides weakly pounding his
shoulders and making muffled noises, Xiao Juan could only submit to his manipulation.
The skirt had already slipped past her buttocks and fallen to the ground. Fran?ois grabbed Xiao Juan's panties
and ripped them open from the side seams, letting them fall down her snow-white thighs.
Now somewhat frenzied, Fran?ois suddenly lifted
Xiao ball and throwing it away. Thus, on the brightly
lit streets of Nice, Xiao Juan was completely naked.
Xiao Juan was overwhelmed with shame and had lost all courage to resist. Her mind seemed to have
stopped . Fran?ois easily lifted Xiao Juan up with one hand, bringing her full breasts to mouth
level, and began to suckle her nipples forcefully.
"You scoundrel—oh—no—ah—" Xiao Juan moaned, grabbing Fran?ois's head with both hands
and pushing it outwards. Her legs were tightly pressed together, but waves of pleasure surged from her nipples.
Fran?ois used his other hand to unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants, revealing his enormous penis
. He then used both hands to forcefully spread Xiao Juan's legs apart, his penis pressing against
her vaginal opening. Due to physiological instinct, Xiao Juan's vaginal opening was already overflowing with vaginal fluid.
Fran?ois guided his penis from under Xiao Juan and began to insert it into her vagina, but his penis was simply
too large. Only the glans was inserted when Xiao Juan could no longer bear it and screamed repeatedly.
"Ah—no—it's too big—I can't take it—" Xiao Juan felt her lower body suddenly swell up. Although
it was a little painful, it felt extremely comfortable. A lot of fluid flowed out of her vagina, and her body, which had been struggling, suddenly
stopped moving.
"Hehe, fucking an Eastern woman is so great."
Xiao Juan wrapped her arms around Fran?ois's neck, tilted her head back, and her long hair was dancing in the night wind. However,
Xiao Juan was speaking in Chinese, and Fran?ois couldn't understand what she was saying at all. Instead, he found it very exciting and
forcefully inserted his entire huge penis into Xiao Juan's vagina, while constantly saying, "How does it feel, baby?"
"Ah—" Xiao Juan let out a long howl, that long-lost feeling of fullness flashing through her body like lightning, almost
making her faint. Her legs instantly wrapped tightly around Fran?ois's hairy thighs. Fran?ois held
Xiao Juan began to thrust up and down. Wave after wave of intense pleasure surged through every corner of Xiao Juan's body.
Xiao Juan hooked her arms around Fran?ois's neck, looked up at the sky, gazing at the starry sky, and suddenly thought of
her boyfriend a thousand miles away.
"Oh, husband—" Xiao Juan cried out in her heart, but that was all, because the overwhelming pleasure that came over her
did not allow her to think any further. Then came a loud scream.
"Oh—I can't take it anymore—ah—I'm coming—ah—ah—"
Strong spasms came from her vagina.
Fran?ois held Xiao Juan like a chick, her narrow vagina tightly gripping his enormous
penis . She even felt a slight pain from the vaginal opening, but the pleasure was immense. He held Xiao Juan,
thrusting back and forth from the head to the base of his penis. Occasionally, cars and pedestrians passed by, watching their intercourse, laughing as they walked on.
Some even took out their cameras to take pictures. Fran?ois ignored them, continuing to thrust forcefully. Xiao Juan
was already in a semi-conscious state, only able to moan with pleasure.
Fran?ois wasn't actually holding Xiao Juan very tightly;
she was practically hanging on his enormous penis. Each thrust hit her cervix, feeling incredibly good, but he didn't seem to be ejaculating.
The spasms inside Xiao Juan's vagina never stopped; she could barely scream anymore, only hoarse moans remained
. At this moment, Fran?ois withdrew one arm, spat a large amount of saliva into his hand
, and smeared it on Xiao Juan's anus. Then, he deeply inserted a thick middle finger into Xiao Juan's anus.
Xiao Juan, who was already weak and listless, cried out "Ouch—" when stimulated by this. She arched her body, trying to get rid of Fran?ois's
finger, but instead, it tightened. As her anus tightened, her vagina tightened even more, which made
Fran?ois feel even more pleasure.
"Oh, baby, you're so good, fucking you is so good—"
Fran?ois continued like this for a while. He wanted to change positions, so he put Xiao Juan down, but Xiao Juan
was almost exhausted. Her legs had exerted too much force, and her buttocks were numb. She couldn't stand up at all, like a puddle of
mud. If Fran?ois hadn't supported her, she would have definitely fallen to the ground. Helpless, Fran?ois had to use one hand to...
Supporting Xiao Juan, Fran?ois bent down to pick up her skirt, but Xiao Juan's top and bra were gone. He wondered
if they had been taken by some passersby as a prank. "Damn it—" Fran?ois cursed, then
patted Xiao Juan's still dazed face. "Hey, baby, do you still know the way home?" Xiao Juan mustered
some strength, looked around, and nodded. Fran?ois hooked the bicycle with one foot, threw her
skirt , holding the bicycle with one hand and Xiao Juan with the other, followed Xiao Juan's directions to her home.
At this moment, Xiao Juan had completely forgotten that she was still naked and just wanted to get home and sleep as soon as possible.
Soon, they arrived at Xiao Juan's apartment. Fran?ois grabbed Xiao Juan's skirt, threw down the car, and hoisted her onto his shoulder like
a sandbag . The apartment manager watched them with extreme envy
. Fran?ois walked up to him, deliberately spreading Xiao Juan's buttocks wide apart, exposing her vagina
and anus , then made a funny face and went upstairs triumphantly. Fran?ois took out his keys from Xiao Juan's skirt pocket
, opened the door, and placed the naked Xiao Juan on the bed. Xiao Juan didn't care whether Fran?ois had left or not, and
quickly fell asleep.
Looking at the naked beauty on the bed, Fran?ois took out his phone and took many
photos of Xiao Juan in various poses, then took off his own clothes and lay down next to Xiao Juan.
(To be continued)
French Memories (Part Two)
It wasn't until noon the next day that Xiao Juan finally woke up. She had been sleeping soundly, and as soon as she turned over, she suddenly
realized that a naked foreigner was lying next to her. Her head buzzed, and she was instantly startled awake,
all sleepiness gone. Remembering everything that had happened the night before, she sat up abruptly, turned her face, and glared fiercely at the person
beside her . She wanted to yell at him, but immediately deflated like a punctured balloon,
lowering her head deeply in shame.
Fran?ois was already awake, and like a cigarette dangling from his lips, he had
the vibrator . He smiled wickedly at Xiao Juan, even biting the vibrator a few times, making it dangle in his mouth.
He watched Xiao Juan's changes with a wicked gaze. Seeing Xiao Juan's expression, he got up, pulled her close,
and then pressed her down beneath him, still with the vibrator in his mouth.
Xiao Juan was so ashamed that she didn't dare look at Fran?ois. She kept her eyes tightly closed and covered her face with her hands, but soon
she felt a large penis pressing against her lower body.
Seeing Xiao Juan's expression, Fran?ois found it absolutely hilarious, so much so that the vibrator fell out of his mouth
, hit Xiao Juan's hand, and rolled to the edge of the bed—a scene you never see with French women.
Fran?ois got up and knelt down beneath Xiao Juan, grabbing her legs and forcefully spreading them apart. His large, soft tongue
licked Xiao Juan's vulva.
"Oh...oh..." Xiao Juan began to moan, each moan louder than the last,
waves .
Fran?ois inserted his large tongue into Xiao Juan's vagina, stirring it inside.
"Ah...ah...so good...ah...I can't take it...ah..." Xiao Juan slightly raised her upper body, watching
Fran?ois perform oral sex on her, her hands pressing against Fran?ois's head.
Fran?ois used his middle finger to moisten the area around Xiao Juan's vulva, then deeply inserted it into her anus.
"Ah..." Xiao Juan cried out, "You pervert...no...oh..."
Fran?ois ignored her incomprehensible cries and continued his actions. After a while, he hoisted
Xiao Juan's snow-white thighs onto his shoulders and thrust his erect, enormous penis into her vulva.
Xiao Juan first let out a scream of "Ah..." followed by a long whistle of "Oh..."
filled satisfaction. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, suddenly remembering the starry sky of the previous night and her boyfriend,
as if he were watching her. Xiao Juan quickly closed her eyes again. With each thrust of Fran?ois,
wave after wave of intense pleasure surged up, and in her mind, she began to imagine that her boyfriend was forcefully fucking her.
"Oh...husband...harder...oh...my cunt can't take it...oh...I can't...oh...
big cock...don't stop...big cock...fuck me...ah...ah...I'm coming...ah..."
Fran?ois couldn't understand what Xiao Juan was shouting, but judging from her expression, he knew she was enjoying it and feeling extremely
stimulated. He would grab Xiao Juan's ankles and spread her legs apart, then tightly pull her legs together and hoist them
onto his shoulders, howling as he thrust into her with great force.
"Ah...husband...fuck me...don't stop...ah...my cunt can't take it anymore...ah...your cock
is too big...I like it...ah...it's coming again...I want it...ah..."
Xiao Juan continued to shout, her breasts shaking violently with each thrust. The most intense pleasure she had ever experienced surged through her body like a tidal
wave . Suddenly, an unprecedented feeling rushed out, and Xiao Juan began
to tremble and spasm all over her body. Her breathing became rapid, and tears, snot, and saliva all gushed out, flowing down her cheeks.
Her whole body trembled uncontrollably as if she had been electrocuted.
Fran?ois had clearly never seen a woman like this before, and was momentarily at a loss. He pulled out his penis
to try and soothe Xiao Juan, but the instant he did, a strong jet of fluid
gushed . Fran?ois quickly dodged, but was still sprayed quite a bit. The jets sprayed out in bursts,
the longest reaching over a meter away.
Juan began to convulse more violently, her facial expression completely distorted, unrecognizable.
Her face was almost entirely covered in various fluids, her hair was wet, saliva dripped onto the sheets, and
she was drenched in sweat, as if she had just been showered.
As the vaginal spray subsided, Xiao Juan slowly calmed down, lying motionless with her eyes closed.
If it weren't for her breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing, one would have wondered if she was impotent. This time,
Fran?ois a bind. He went over and felt Xiao Juan's heartbeat; it was very rapid. Ignoring
the wetness on her face, he slapped her face repeatedly, calling out urgently, "Hey, hey, baby, hey..."
After a long while, Xiao Juan slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling. Fran?ois breathed a slight
sigh of relief and quickly ran to the kitchen to get a large glass of water. He returned, his half-erect penis
swaying with his movements. He gently helped Xiao Juan sit up, fed her some water, and then
laid her down again. He stood beside her, looking at the naked beauty, feeling very frustrated, from last night until now...
She couldn't ejaculate even once, feeling incredibly uncomfortable.
After a long while, Xiao Juan regained some of her senses and strength, slowly sitting up. The sheets were
extremely wet and felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to take a shower, and Fran?ois helped her to the bathroom, turned on the tap, adjusted
the water, and they showered together.
"Hey, baby, how are you feeling now?"
Only then did Xiao Juan begin to properly examine Fran?ois. He was very tall, broad-shouldered, with well-developed pectoral muscles and
a lot of body hair. Looking at his face, with deep-set eyes, brown hair, and a very defined jawline, he was quite handsome, and
she felt a bit attracted to him. When their eyes met, she immediately felt shy and quickly lowered her head, just in time to
see Fran?ois's semi-erect penis. Her heart skipped a beat. "Wow, it's so big," she
thought , and couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.
Fran?ois felt Xiao Juan scrutinizing him, especially
noticing him, and his penis became fully erect. He noticed Xiao Juan's breathing had quickened again, so he
grabbed her hands and placed them on his penis.
"How is it, baby? Bigger than a Chinese man's, right?"
Xiao Juan gripped Fran?ois's penis tightly with both hands, almost unable to close it completely, the large glans still exposed.
Seeing this, her heart pounded, and her hands unconsciously began to stroke back and forth.
Fran?ois turned off the tap and began to enjoy the pleasure. He held Xiao Juan in one arm and lifted her
chin with the other, looking at her beautiful face. Xiao Juan felt embarrassed by his gaze, her face flushing red, appearing very
alluring . Fran?ois bent down to kiss Xiao Juan's lips. This time, Xiao Juan didn't dodge but closed her eyes to meet
his kiss. Their lips met.
Juan's heart began to race, and her grip on his penis tightened. Fran?ois thrust his large, long tongue
into Juan's mouth, swirling it around, while one large hand kneaded her breasts. Juan made muffled
moans. After a while, Fran?ois gestured for Juan to squat down. He aimed his enormous glans at Juan's mouth, and
Juan instinctively opened her mouth, taking the glans in and beginning to lick it. His penis was so large that
Juan's mouth could barely contain the glans.
Fran?ois was experiencing incredible pleasure, moaning loudly. One hand gripped his penis, stroking it
back and forth , while the other hand held the back of Juan's head, forcefully shoving his penis into her mouth. Juan gagged,
making "uh...uh..." sounds.
Ignoring her discomfort, Fran?ois continued thrusting forcefully. Juan's mouth was stretched to its limit; she felt her
jaw was about to fall off, but Fran?ois showed no sign of stopping. Soon, Fran?ois's
howls grew louder and louder; he couldn't take it anymore. "Aww...fuck...baby..." he kept
moaning. A few minutes later, he ejaculated.
Xiao Juan was struggling to endure the pain from the enormous penis in her mouth and throat when she suddenly felt its
strong, rhythmic spasms. Her mouth filled with a large amount of fluid, and a strong smell of semen assaulted her nostrils. He
had ejaculated so much that Xiao Juan couldn't even swallow it all. A large amount of semen gushed from her mouth,
dripping down her chin onto her breasts, then onto her stomach and thighs.
A few minutes later, Fran?ois finished ejaculating, slowly pulling out his penis. Looking at Xiao Juan's disheveled state, he
smiled with satisfaction. Xiao Juan was still kneeling on the ground, dry heaving; she had already swallowed much of the semen.
Fran?ois turned on the tap and rinsed them both clean, wiping them haphazardly before picking Xiao Juan up and carrying her to
the bed . Xiao Juan noticed that his penis hadn't softened at all, and she couldn't help but feel a little scared. Fran?ois placed
Xiao Juan on the bed, knelt beneath her, spread her legs, and began licking her labia.
"Oh!" Xiao Juan cried out, feeling incredibly comfortable. As Fran?ois's large tongue entered her vagina,
the intense pleasure surged through her brain.
"Oh...you scoundrel...so good...oh..."
Fran?ois lifted himself up, casually picked up the vibrator beside the pillow, moistened it with his saliva, and thrust it into
Xiao Juan's vagina. Xiao Juan cried out, "Ah..." Fran?ois then grasped Xiao Juan's legs and pressed them against her
chest, beginning to lick her anus. Xiao Juan had never experienced anything like this before; it was incredibly pleasurable.
She moaned loudly, her anus opening and closing with his tongue.
After licking for a while, Fran?ois pulled out the vibrator, spat some saliva on it, and inserted it
into Xiaojuan's anus, almost all the way to the root. Although it hurt a little, Xiaojuan didn't resist this time; in fact, she cooperated
somewhat , constantly making "oh... ah..." sounds. Fran?ois turned on the vibrator
and then inserted his huge penis into Xiaojuan's vagina.
"Oh..." Xiaojuan let out another long scream. This feeling was too peculiar. With Fran?ois's continuous
thrusting and the vibration of the vibrator, Xiaojuan felt like she was flying to heaven again. "Oh... ah... I can't take it... I
'm coming... you pervert... fuck me... big cock... fuck me... oh... I'm coming again... so good..."
Xiaojuan moaned like this, sometimes in Chinese, sometimes in French, not even knowing what she was saying.
After a long time, Fran?ois pulled out the vibrator from Xiaojuan's anus and thrust his huge penis
into .
"Ah...no..." Xiao Juan cried out, this time she really felt the pain, even a strange
sensation rushing from her anus all the way to her throat, her buttocks involuntarily arching upwards, but Fran?ois immediately
pressed her down. He didn't thrust in right away, but waited a while before starting. As the pain subsided, intense
pleasure surged again, and Xiao Juan began to moan loudly again.
"You pervert...ah...no...ah..."
Fran?ois's large penis was tightly wrapped in Xiao Juan's anus, feeling extremely comfortable. Soon, he couldn't take it anymore
, "Aww...aww...fuck...aww..." With a spasm, a large gush of semen gushed out. When he
finished ejaculating and pulled out his penis, Xiao Juan's anus was still wide open, like a cave, with a large amount of white semen flowing
out.
Xiao Juan was sweating profusely again, her breasts heaving violently with her breathing, lying there as if exhausted, completely
ignoring the semen flowing out. Fran?ois was also lying beside her, panting heavily.
About ten minutes later, Fran?ois got up and started dressing, seemingly preparing to leave.
Xiao Juan watched him, wanting to say something, but couldn't bring herself to speak. Seeing him fully dressed, Xiao Juan lifted herself up
halfway, mustered all her courage, and said, "You…" But she couldn't finish the sentence, her face turning pale.
Blushing crimson, she immediately lay back down.
Fran?ois looked at Xiao Juan, knowing what he was about to say, but feigning ignorance. He walked to the bedside and deliberately
asked, "What?" Xiao Juan, unsure whether from embarrassment or anxiety, wanted to roll around on the bed, but couldn't
utter the words she wanted to say, nor dared she look at Fran?ois. Fran?ois grinned mischievously at Xiao Juan and said, "Is there
a problem? If not, I'm leaving." Xiao Juan suddenly found courage and sat up abruptly,
looking at Fran?ois, but the moment their eyes met, that courage vanished instantly. She fell back onto
the bed, covering her face tightly with her hands.
Fran?ois continued with a mischievous grin, saying, "If there's nothing else, I'm leaving." Then he really turned and walked towards the door.
Xiao Juan was now truly panicked. With her hands still covering her face, she mustered all her courage and uttered
a single word: "Money!" Then she immediately rolled over and lay face down on the bed, burying her head deeply in the pillow.
Fran?ois chuckled, counted out 2000 francs from his wallet, rolled it up, and went to Xiao Juan's
side. He bent down, lifted Xiao Juan's buttocks, and made her kneel on the bed like a bitch, her buttocks raised high.
Xiao Juan didn't know what he was going to do. Fran?ois used the money to smear the semen on Xiao Juan's buttocks and thighs, then
shoved the money all the way into Xiao Juan's still very loose anus, pushing it in forcefully. At the same time, he slapped Xiao Juan's plump, round buttocks hard with his
other hand, saying, "Little bitch, I'll be back
."
Xiao Juan screamed "Ah..." and collapsed, burying her face even deeper. Fran?ois
turned and left with a wicked grin. Xiao Juan was left alone in the room. She lay there
motionless , the money inside her anus, her mind blank.
After a long while, Xin first thought of her boyfriend. She felt a sharp pain in her heart, unsure how to face
him in the future. Recalling the absurd events of the previous night, a mix of emotions welled up inside her. The thought of
having sex and walking naked on the streets of Nice made her face burn bright red. But another
feeling surged within her—excitement. Xin began to defend herself: "I didn't do anything wrong. I wasn't
willing. I should be considered raped. I had no choice. That guy was too strong. I was forced."
Thinking this, Xin seemed to find some comfort. After a while, she calmed down a bit and began
to feel discomfort in her anus. She got out of bed and squatted down to try and get the money out. But by now, her anus
was almost back to normal, and the money was stuck and wouldn't come out. She broke out in a cold sweat, tears welling
up . Xin cursed Fran?ois, that bastard.
After calming down, she slowly inserted her index and middle fingers into her anus. Fortunately, there was still a lot of
Fran?ois as lubricant. She squeezed the money tightly and carefully pulled it out, throwing it into
the bedside drawer without even looking at it.
(To be continued)
French Memories (Part 3)
More than a month passed in the blink of an eye. Fran?ois hadn't come, but
the apartment
some changes were quietly taking place inside her. Fran?ois's tall, strong body and huge penis gradually became
the object .
Every time she masturbated, the scene of having sex with Fran?ois would appear in her mind. Several times, she even
shouted "Fran?ois... big cock..." during orgasms, and the orgasms were more intense than before. She also
often inserted her fingers or a vibrator into her anus, which was unimaginable for her before. At
first, she felt very uncomfortable, but after a few times, she actually felt an unprecedented pleasure, so it became
more and more frequent, and eventually became an essential part of every masturbation session.
Even so, she never felt satisfied or stimulated; each time she masturbated, it aroused an even greater desire. Her lust
not only didn't diminish, but intensified. Sometimes, this lust burned so intensely that she really
wanted to walk naked down the street again, just like last time. On her way home at night, she always hoped to run into Fran?ois again,
and she would unconsciously glance at the prostitutes on the street, seemingly developing an interest in them, always paying attention to their
clothing and behavior.
Several times, she would take a detour home, deliberately crossing a busy street with many prostitutes,
looking at those alluring women with a particularly complex feeling. Occasionally, some delinquent youths
would whistle and make suggestive remarks, but she didn't feel disgusted; instead, she felt a certain excitement. She even
bought several boxes of condoms and birth control pills, though she couldn't explain why she did it.
"Maybe it's just curiosity," she explained to herself.
She still missed her boyfriend terribly, but felt guilty. Fran?ois was her second
man, or rather, her first client, bringing her unprecedented excitement. Whenever she thought about the unparalleled pleasure of making love with this French
rogue , she couldn't suppress the pounding in her heart, would involuntarily laugh
, her face would flush, and her vagina would become very wet. Her initial aversion to her first payment for prostitution
had become acceptable, and she even wanted to try it again.
She often found various reasons to justify herself; she felt she was slowly sinking into an abyss of desire,
an abyss so alluring that she didn't want to climb out.
School started, and Xiao Juan was very busy, still working part-time, so she didn't have much time to think about these messy
things, and her heart was much calmer.
It was a Monday, and the restaurant wasn't very busy, so the owner told Xiao Juan to go home early. After arriving home,
Xiaojuan changed into loose casual clothes and began preparing for her week's homework. Soon after, there was a knock at the door.
Xiaojuan was puzzled, as this had never happened before. Looking through the peephole, she saw an
older man and, feeling curious, asked through the door, "Who is it?"
There was no answer. A moment later, a sealed yellow envelope was slipped under the door.
Xiaojuan picked it up, tore it open, and was shocked to find 1000 francs and a nude photograph of herself inside.
Her mind went blank. At first, she couldn't believe her eyes, but upon closer inspection,
she realized the person in the photo was herself, and the surroundings were her bedroom. She was now certain. She realized Fran?ois had taken her
nude photos. Panic ensued, and tears welled up in her eyes. She stood there, unsure what to do.
"Knock, knock, knock," came another knock. Xiaojuan panicked, wondering what the person wanted.
"Miss," someone called from outside.
Xiao Juan steeled herself and opened the door a crack, looking at the newcomer with suspicion.
"Miss, Fran?ois introduced me. He said you could receive me," the man said.
Xiao Juan said "Oh," and began to sized him up. He wasn't very tall, probably in his fifties, somewhat
balding, with graying hair and a short beard, but his clothes were very neat and sophisticated, making him look
very gentlemanly. Xiao Juan felt somewhat relieved.
"Miss, may I come in?" the man continued, pointing to the envelope in Xiao Juan's hand.
Xiao Juan blushed and then opened the door.
The man entered the room and began to look around, then looked Xiao Juan up and down, before saying, "It seems this guy
is telling the truth."
Xiao Juan guessed that this was all arranged by Fran?ois, but she was still a little confused, standing there blankly
looking at the newcomer, her hand tightly clutching the envelope.
The man continued, "Miss, you are very beautiful. May we begin now?"
Xiao Juan, at a loss, said "Oh."
The man walked straight into the bedroom, and Xiao Juan quickly followed, standing at the door watching him.
He entered the bedroom, looked around, and began to undress,
neatly before placing it on a stool.
Xiao Juan felt her face flush, but she continued to watch him until he even neatly folded his socks and placed them
on the stool.
The man turned around, completely naked, and asked Xiao Juan, "Do you have any slippers?"
Xiao Juan was startled and quickly gave him her slippers.
He didn't stand on ceremony, put them on, and walked past Xiao Juan towards the bathroom,
saying as he went, "Miss, you should prepare more slippers." When he reached the bathroom door, he turned back to look at
Xiao Juan, who was still standing there dumbfounded, and continued, "Miss, aren't you coming with me? I'm too old to carry
you."
Xiao Juan simply said "Oh." She wanted to say something, or ask what was going on, but
under the man's gaze, she remained silent.
Xiao Juan looked at the envelope in her hand again, feeling inexplicably afraid and under immense
pressure. She slowly began to undress, her heart pounding. She unbuttoned her top; since
she was at home, she wasn't wearing a bra, revealing her full breasts. Then came her outer pants and underwear.
Naked, Xiao Juan walked towards the bathroom. The man was quite gentlemanly, letting her in first.
While showering, Xiao Juan sized up the man. Her flesh was slightly loose, but her figure was still quite good. Her
pubic hair almost completely white, and although his penis wasn't as large as Fran?ois's, it was still quite impressive.
The man, looking at Xiao Juan's youthful and vibrant body, felt a surge of desire. While showering
, he picked her up and kissed her, his hands kneading her buttocks and breasts, occasionally
bending down to suckle her nipples. Xiao Juan felt incredibly comfortable and couldn't help but moan.
The old man was moved by the sound, and his penis slowly began to rise. He didn't do anything further,
but instead turned off the tap, cleaned himself and Xiao Juan thoroughly, and went to the bedroom together. The old man lay down and
gestured for Xiao Juan to climb on top of him for oral sex in a 69 position.
Xiao Juan obediently followed the old man's instructions, sucking and licking his penis in her mouth, feeling
it slowly becoming erect. The old man didn't perform oral sex on Xiao Juan, but instead inserted his fingers into her vagina
and rubbed them. Xiao Juan felt very comfortable, and her vagina suddenly gushed out a lot of fluid, as it hadn't been dry for a while
. She also let out bursts of happy moans.
The old man, with Xiao Juan's vaginal fluid sticking to his finger, inserted the fingers of his other hand into her anus.
Xiao Juan let out a long "Oh..." and felt very satisfied. When the old man's penis
was almost fully erect, he had Xiao Juan turn around, indicating that he should penetrate her from the top position. Xiao Juan hesitated for a moment,
then took a condom from the drawer beside the bed. The old man shook his head helplessly, but accepted it.
Xiao Juan straddled the old man, holding his penis, and slowly sat down, aiming it at her vagina. Then, she let
out another "Oh..." as the longed-for pleasure surged forth, and her buttocks swayed
back and forth.
"Oh...yes...like that...oh..." The old man's penis was tightly enveloped by Xiao Juan's vagina,
and with Xiao Juan's movements, it felt incredibly good. He held Xiao Juan's buttocks with one hand and
rubbed her breasts with the other.
"Ah...I can't take it anymore...it's coming...ah..." Xiao Juan's orgasm erupted, her body arching upwards and
stiffening, her legs tightly clamping the old man's body, her spasming vagina gripping his penis tightly.
The old man's penis felt incredibly good as it was gripped tightly by Xiao Juan's vagina. "Oh...oh..." he cried out, his upper body
already half-raised, his hands gripping Xiao Juan's nipples tightly, pulling them outwards with force. Xiao Juan
's nipples were almost flattened.
"Ah...ah..." Xiao Juan cried out loudly, whether from pain or excitement, it was unclear.
After Xiao Juan calmed down a little, the old man made her kneel on the bed. He positioned himself behind her,
his penis coated with her vaginal fluid, and pressed against her anus. Instead of flinching, Xiao Juan actively
adjusted her body to meet his thrusts. The old man forcefully inserted his penis.
A different kind of pleasure surged through Xiao Juan's body, and she groaned loudly. The old man, gripping Xiao Juan's hips
, thrust forcefully, panting heavily, moaning "Oh...oh..." He occasionally slapped Xiao Juan's large, white
buttocks . Soon, stimulated by Xiao Juan's moans, he couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled out his penis,
quickly ripped off the condom, and then forcefully thrust it back into Xiao Juan's wide-open anus, thrusting a few more times.
His semen gushed out with a series of cries of "Aww...aww...you little bitch...aww..."
Xiao Juan felt the old man's penis twitching, her anus contracting and relaxing with each thrust. Sweat streamed down her
face and body, soaking a small patch of the sheet.
The old man, panting heavily, continued to thrust his penis into Xiao Juan's anus until it was completely limp before reluctantly
leaving, getting off the bed and heading towards the shower.
As soon as the old man's penis left, a large amount of semen flowed down Xiao Juan's fair thighs. Xiao Juan
quickly covered her anus with her hands and got off the bed, but it was impossible to stop the flow. The semen continued to flow down to her feet. Xiao Juan was surprised
that an old man could ejaculate so much semen, so she quickly grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and started wiping herself up.
Just then, the old man returned after showering and began to dress methodically, piece by piece. Xiao Juan,
watching him, couldn't help but ask
, "Where's Fran?ois?"
The old man glanced at her, shrugged, smiled, shook his head, and continued dressing.
"Do you have his phone number?" Xiao Juan pressed on.
The old man looked at her again, shook his head, and gave her a disdainful look. In his eyes, Xiao Juan was nothing more than
a prostitute, and Fran?ois must be a regular customer, so he found her questions ridiculous.
Xiao Juan noticed the old man's expression, felt a pang of pain in her heart, and swallowed the words she was about to say.
After finishing dressing, the old man nodded and smiled politely at Xiao Juan, then turned and left.
Xiao Juan stood there, listening to the door open and close, tears suddenly welling up in her eyes. She covered
her face with her hands, tears streaming through her fingers, while semen from her anus flowed down her thighs.
To Xiaojuan's surprise, a second and third client arrived within a few days… each
carrying a sealed yellow envelope. Xiaojuan really wanted to refuse, but the thought of those photos terrified her.
She was genuinely afraid Fran?ois would do something crazy, and she firmly believed this French rogue was capable
of it.
She slept with these men, partly out of desperation, and partly because of something she was extremely
unwilling to admit: subconsciously, she wanted to do it, because she was inherently restless and
loved excitement.
After sleeping with strangers a few times, Xiaojuan became much more psychologically comfortable. She actually bought several pairs
of large slippers and some very sexy lingerie, ready to fully enjoy the pleasure of wild sex.
For the next two years, people frequently came to Xiaojuan with the same envelopes. Needless
to say, each envelope contained money and nude photos of Xiaojuan in different poses. At first, the money ranged from a few hundred to over a thousand, but
later it increased dramatically, starting with francs and then the equivalent in euros—seemingly outrageous amounts. This
puzzled Xiaojuan greatly; logically, that much money each time could have cost her at least three prostitutes.
The men were diverse: some were gentlemanly, others were rude, and some were even perverted;
some left after sex, others stayed overnight. Many returned repeatedly, and later, even those who had never taken
an envelope before started coming.
Initially, Xiaojuan only sought the thrill of sex and offered numerous justifications for
her actions; but things escalated far beyond her expectations, spiraling out of control and becoming
purely a sex transaction.
She felt herself trapped, like an addict, unable to break free. She
suffered greatly and tried to change, but all her efforts failed; eventually, she became increasingly
numb. Her behavior and thoughts changed drastically. At home, she would typically only wear a short, thin, front-tied
silk nightgown, waiting for clients, without even underwear.
She started actively bargaining, and with a high success rate, clients would usually give her a significant amount more
money. Many times, several clients would arrive one after the other, and she didn't refuse. If some were willing to have sex with several men
, she would agree for more money; if not, she would wait outside the bedroom or reschedule. If
no clients came for a few days, she felt uneasy, as if something was missing, even a little bit of
anticipation .
However, she always had an unfulfilled wish: to see Fran?ois again and clarify everything,
but he never appeared. She asked the clients, but as if by agreement, none of them
told her.
(To be continued)
French Memories (Part Four)
More than two years have passed in a flash. During these two years, she returned to China several times. Each time she saw her boyfriend, she felt incredibly warm,
happy, and safe, but her feelings were extremely complicated. He was the only person she loved, but also the one who hurt her the most. She
didn't know how to tell him everything. She didn't have the courage, but she didn't want to deceive him. Each time
she returned to France, she felt lonely and painful, and instead, she intensified her search for excitement to fill the emptiness. Several
times, she even seduced men on the street and brought them home for passionate sex, but afterwards, she fell into an even deeper
emptiness. Sometimes, when she was extremely depressed, she would go to the beach late at night, take off all her clothes, and
quietly feel the sea breeze, longing for her family far away.
Soon, she graduated and received her diploma, but she also faced a choice: to go back or
stay . Of course, she desperately wanted to go back, to return to her family and loved ones, but she didn't know if they
would still accept her. Ultimately, she made a very difficult decision: to go back and tell her boyfriend everything.
Before returning home, she still wanted to fulfill the wish that had been troubling her: to see Fran?ois. After receiving
several people with yellow envelopes and some regular customers, Xiao Juan gave each of them a slip of paper with her
name and phone number written on it. Although she didn't have high hopes, she still held onto a sliver of hope that these people would
pass the slips to Fran?ois.
More than a month later, on a gloomy, rainy night, Xiao Juan was at home, still wearing that thin silk nightgown,
busy with her own affairs, habitually waiting for a client to arrive. The nightgown was still
empty .
At this moment, her phone received a call from an unknown number. After a moment of silence,
a man's voice came through.
"Hi, baby, how have you been these past few years?"
Xiao Juan was stunned for a moment, then her heart clenched. Yes, it was him, the man who had changed her
fate —Fran?ois.
"Want to see me? Okay, I'm waiting for you at the restaurant around the corner from you," the other person continued.
"I'll be right there," Xiaojuan replied. She knew the restaurant; it wasn't far from where she lived. It was
very upscale, and she passed by it every day, but she had never thought of going in.
She hung up the phone, her heart pounding. She hurriedly took off her pajamas, not even bothering to put on underwear,
threw on a short trench coat, slipped on her shoes, grabbed her handbag, and rushed out the door, forgetting her umbrella.
Braving the light rain, Xiaojuan jogged all the way and quickly arrived at the restaurant's entrance. Composing herself, she
stepped inside.
The waiter at the door opened the door for her very attentively. The restaurant was extremely luxurious, which made Xiaojuan feel quite
uncomfortable .
Xiao Juan's gaze swept across the restaurant. In a corner not far away, a man was
waving .
Xiao Juan slowly walked over, surprisingly calm. She stood quietly beside the table, looking
at the man before her. Rain dripped from her wet hair, her trench coat was damp,
clinging to her breasts, her nipples, erect from the cold, were very prominent, making Fran?ois's heart skip a
beat .
Fran?ois stood up; he was wearing a sharp dark suit today, looking exceptionally handsome.
He walked around to Xiao Juan's side, very gentlemanly pulling out a chair for her. Seeing that she still didn't move, he gently put his arm
around her waist.
Xiao Juan trembled as if electrocuted, then slowly sat down. In truth, she knew very well that
she had her reasons for things turning out this way, but she was also filled with resentment towards the man before her.
She didn't know why she had come; seeing him or not was meaningless, and she didn't want to say anything more.
Perhaps she just wanted to see him.
Fran?ois returned to his seat and sat down. After a moment of silence, he began to speak.
"You're still so beautiful,"
Xiao Juan said with a sorrowful smile. She knew that although her appearance hadn't changed much, her expression held a deeper
weariness.
"I'm so sorry," Fran?ois continued.
Xiao Juan felt a sharp pain in her heart, but she tried to hold it in.
"I'm a painter and an art dealer. I deal in paintings and antiques in Paris. Those people who come to you with
envelopes are all my clients. At first, I just wanted to play a prank, but everyone who went to
your place felt so good about you that word spread in my circle. They want me to
introduce you to them when they want to do business with me. I really had no choice."
Hearing Fran?ois's explanation, Xiao Juan could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face.
There was another moment of silence. Fran?ois handed her a handkerchief and continued.
"Were all those envelopes you received perfectly sealed?"
Xiao Juan regained some composure and thought carefully. Indeed, many of the
envelopes remained unopened. The first envelopes contained money and nude photos, while the later ones only contained money
.
Xiao Juan nodded blankly.
"Alright, I can assure you, no one else has seen those photos except me. I
paid for them; consider it compensation. I sealed the envelopes myself. Those people thought there was only money inside and had no idea there were
photos ."
Xiao Juan gave another bitter laugh; this seemed insignificant to her now.
"I'm truly sorry. I know you've been looking for me; those people told me, but I really do
n't have the courage to see you."
Fran?ois said, pulling a tightly wrapped package from under the table and placing a large stack of crisp,
high-denomination euro notes in front of Xiao Juan.
Xiao Juan didn't look at the money. She slowly opened the package, revealing a beautifully crafted
oil painting It depicted a woman sleeping naked in bed, her posture lewd yet possessing a unique beauty.
The woman in the painting was Xiao Juan herself.
"This is my work, painted from your photograph. I hope you like it,"
Xiao Juan said, glancing at Fran?ois before standing up, picking up the painting, and leaving.
Fran?ois watched Xiao Juan leave, shook his head, sighed, and put away the stack of euros on the table
.
The rain intensified. Xiao Juan walked in the rain, tears streaming down her face. She didn't
go home but walked towards the nearby seaside.
Night had fallen, and the streets were deserted, save for the sound of the pouring rain and the distant crashing waves.
Xiao Juan reached the seaside promenade, found a bench, and sat down, listening to the distant crashing waves as she carefully
examined the painting.
She thought the woman in the painting was beautiful, completely unlike herself. After gazing at the painting for a long time, she slowly stood up,
took off her only completely soaked garment, threw it on the ground, and sat down naked again,
continuing to look at the painting, occasionally glancing at her own body.
After a long while, Xiao Juan slowly got up, walked naked to the beach, and with all her might
threw the painting into the sea.
Xiao Juan picked up her bag from the bench and walked back. She didn't pick up her trench coat from the ground,
walking naked down the street, letting the cool rain wash over her body, as if it were washing over her soul.
In a secluded spot not far away, a pair of eyes were watching her—Fran?ois in the rain.
In the following days, Xiao Juan packed her bags to return home. During these days, clients frequently came to her door, but she
refused them all, focusing on her preparations.
One evening a few days later, Xiao Juan was tidying up when there was a knock at the door. She thought it was
another client. When she opened the door, there was no one there. On the floor lay a familiar yellow
envelope .
Xiao Juan's heart skipped a beat. She picked it up and tore it open.
This time, there was no money or photo, but a note. Xiao Juan pulled it out and read it.
"Beautiful girl, if you don't want to go back to China, come find me here—Fran?ois."
Below were his address and phone number.
Back in her room, Xiao Juan read the note many times, pondered for a long time, then put it back in
the envelope and packed it in her suitcase.
At the Capital Airport, her boyfriend was still there to greet her with flowers, which brought tears to her eyes. She
barely spoke on the way home. Back home, she didn't open her suitcase, mentally prepared to leave soon. After
telling her boyfriend everything, she felt relieved and liberated, and
like closed her eyes and sat quietly awaiting the verdict, even though the outcome was already expected.
After a long silence, she received a deep kiss on her forehead from her boyfriend and a sparkling diamond ring…
[The End]

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