Tall, beautiful, fair-skinned, and respectable factory girl, Yanzi

One day in June 2007, I was feeling quite bored, so I went to an internet cafe nearby. Actually, I had free broadband at home, so why pay to come here? Hehe. Well, firstly, I could see a lot of pretty girls from the surrounding companies; secondly, I had a special purpose. You'll understand later.
I come here often, so I have a card. I went in and scanned the area. There were quite a few girls today, but the quality... well... After walking a few steps, my eyes lit up when I saw a pretty girl. She was sexy! Summer clothes are already light, and this was revealing. Her breasts were like two snow-white rabbits, big and swaying, truly stunning. Unfortunately, the seats around her were all occupied by men. It seems all men think the same way I do. I walked a few more steps. Most of the girls there were less attractive, which made me feel quite annoyed. However, I gave two girls in the aisle a thorough once-over their cleavage. You do your thing, I'll do mine, haha.
Having explored most of the internet cafes without finding anything particularly attractive, I lowered my expectations. Couldn't I at least find something cute? Still nothing. I felt incredibly unlucky. So I found a relatively empty spot, inserted my card, and thought, "Maybe a tall, beautiful girl with a prominent bust and buttocks will sit next to me."
Log in to the dedicated QQ account, then open the QQ program again. Click the login box; you'll see a lot of QQ numbers logged in. Check them one by one. If they're girls, add them! No problem if they're not online; there's always next time. Check QQ again; there are two people online, but those I didn't really click with before, so I delete them immediately. Half an hour later, I switched to another computer and kept adding! (This is one of my methods for picking up single girls, especially factory girls. As the saying goes, proximity is key. If I'm close enough to you and have a bit of a flirtatious streak, getting them shouldn't be a problem.)
Before I knew it, the area around me was full of neighbors. Look at all the women! Ugh, the one next to me had a face full of acne. Even though her white bodysuit made her breasts look quite prominent, I wasn't interested in looking. I was about to head back when suddenly a girl stood up, about to leave. I caught a glimpse of her profile—a perfect "S" shape! And her figure...I'd guess she was close to 170cm. Wow. Watching her pack up and leave, her skin was great, and she was quite pretty. So I quickly tidied myself up, swayed a bit, and sat down in her seat. The same old trick happened again, and that's how Little Wolf got my QQ number. But I needed to verify it first, so I sent her a message: "I'm A Yong, add me now."
After two days of waiting, I finally caught her on QQ. And she accepted my request right away. I was so happy! "Who are you?" "Hehe. Online friend." At first, she thought I was just a friend, and even after I explained many times that I was an online friend, she didn't believe me and asked, "Then how do you have my account?" You tell me, how did I end up with you? It's fate! Need I say more?
Because of this fate, we got together. I'm the kind of person who talks a lot when I'm with a girl I like, and I only talk to her, so she can't talk to anyone else. Haha. Pretty ruthless, right? We chatted until very late, and in the end, we were reluctant to part and agreed to chat again next time.
Later, I naturally got her phone number. We talked on the phone several times and became phone buddies. (Note that at this point, I had a dedicated number and activated a family plan; the monthly call allowance only cost a few dollars!). Call her often, show her you care, and she'll naturally be touched. Also, occasionally call her "wife" this and "wife" that—if she doesn't like it, just coax her a little; over time, she'll like it. I've had several girls become "wives" this way. Girls are easily charmed! At this time, I also learned that she was currently single and worked as a quality inspector at a company. Whenever I occasionally suggested meeting up, she seemed eager. And so, I was in the open, she was in the shadows, and everything was under my control. (Please don't be offended, dear readers. I've also developed feelings for her; after all, she's a lovely young woman, my type. I've put my heart and soul into it. But let me be honest, I'm not looking for a wife. I'd rather cherish a beautiful and memorable experience.)
Later, I figured something out. My initial tone on QQ made her think I was her ex-boyfriend; she couldn't believe she could still find me, so she was slowly testing the waters. Otherwise, she might not have talked to me. I guess I was lucky.
Okay, now let's talk about how we first met.
That day, she urgently needed my help, saying a friend had quit her job and needed to go to the social security office but couldn't find the place, so she asked me to guide her. I explained for a while, but they still didn't understand, so I said, "Hehe, let me take you there." She said, "Okay then."
That's how we met, but unfortunately, we were both wearing work uniforms and flat shoes, just like any other factory worker. However, her figure and fair skin made her stand out. When we arrived at the location, it was crowded, and we had to wait in line. She said, "Thank you, but if you're in a hurry, you should go first." I said, "I'll wait a bit, let me treat you to a meal." She smiled and said, "It's no trouble at all, I'll treat you next time, since you've helped us." Seeing that we weren't very familiar with each other, and there were other girls present, it wasn't very convenient, so I left first.
I called again a day later to ask how things went that day, and she said everything was done. Then she excitedly asked what I thought of her appearance.
Hehe, of course I have to flatter you! Then she said, "I didn't expect you to call. We're just ordinary working girls, and we weren't dressed up at the time, so we must have looked terrible. How could someone as outstanding as you be interested in us?" I said, "No, your simple beauty takes my breath away!" She chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be so funny. Are you free tonight? Let's chat online. Calling you is a waste of your phone credit." I said, "It's worth it for you. Why don't you come over to my place? I'll cook for you." She agreed. So I gave her my address and said I'd pick her up there. She doesn't live far from here, just a few minutes by car, she can walk over!
I quickly went downstairs to the supermarket and bought cooked food, fish, chicken, snacks, and red wine. Wine can enhance the mood, and it can even arouse passion!
The cooked food was quickly prepared. Then they said the person had arrived and told me to hurry down and greet them. She was very beautiful, backless, backless! I was dizzy.
While we were eating, she exclaimed, "Wow, did you make this? It's so delicious and smells amazing!" I was incredibly proud. "Of course!" (Hehe, bro, it's cooked food. I just cooked it a little to remove the original flavor.)
During that time, she also drank alcohol, and I would urge her to drink. Sometimes I would even grab her arm, or even gently hug her to make her drink, or even my wine glass. This is called indirect kissing!
She was wearing tight jeans, mid-heeled sandals, and a backless top; she was beautiful. You wouldn't even believe she was just an ordinary working girl. Really, she was prettier than many white-collar girls! And more innocent. Look at her face; it was slowly turning rosy from your friendly encouragement to drink.
After we finished eating, I went to clean up while she went online at the computer. When I returned, I quietly sat down next to her and chatted. As time passed, our conversation dwindled, and I intentionally kept watching her. She blushed and looked very uncomfortable. Then I got up, closed the door, and sat down. I thought, "Look, a beautiful swan! How should I approach her? What if I fail?" Finally, I decided to take the risk and gently put my arm around her waist. She screamed, "Ah! Ah!" I was startled too. I quickly let go; it wouldn't be good if the neighbors heard.
I said, "Don't yell like you've been raped. You're my wife, you know." She said in horror, "How could you do this?" I said, "I just love you." She said, "No, it's too fast." Then, she insisted on going back. I was a little disappointed, guessing it was hopeless, and decided to give up. After all, I couldn't force her. If she yelled like that, the neighbors would know, and that wouldn't be good. I said, "Okay, you can go back now." She said again, "Then you take me home." I said, "Go downstairs by yourself, I need to calm down." So, she tidied herself up, went out, and really went out.
My heart was truly struck. She was truly a good woman. Although I knew she wasn't a virgin, had had boyfriends, and had lived with someone, she wasn't a frivolous woman. But in the end, I couldn't have her. My beloved girl.
So, I decided to numb myself and stop thinking about things too much. I opened a game and started playing StarCraft. After a while, there was a knock at the door. It was her, Yan. This lovely Yan had returned. Could it be...?
It's too late, I'm afraid to go home. She said, "Can you take me home?" I said, "I'm in a bad mood. If I see you upset, I'd rather not take you home." She fell silent, frozen in place, not saying a word. After a while, seeing that I really didn't intend to take her home, she said, "Then I'll stay here tonight. I have to go back to work tomorrow, but you promise you won't touch me."
My God! Isn't this an opportunity given to me by God?
So she quickly agreed and shut down the computer. She made the bed. Then she went to take a shower. She didn't take off a single piece of clothing and actually locked the door tightly. Clever, clever swallow!
You said, back then, how much I must have fantasized about the beautiful body inside. What would it have been like? And how wonderful it must have felt when you got her?
When she came out, she was still dressed in the same clothes! But I could already smell the fresh scent of a young girl's body! I couldn't control myself anymore!
I rushed to wash my penis and saw her lying on the bed fully clothed. I didn't care about anything else, she was only wearing her underwear. I went over and hugged her. She struggled, and I slipped my hand inside her shirt, just enough to grasp her breasts—soft, not small, but not overly large either. She cried out, "No, no!" But I had already unbuckled her belt and unhooked her bra. "Nobody sleeps in clothes, my little sister," I said. She said, "Then you must promise not to touch me!" I didn't say anything, and gently, I took off her pants and shirt. Although her bra was off, she held on tightly. And so, a fair, naked body was revealed before me. Her skin was so beautiful and tender. I started kissing her neck and lips. She tried to dodge, but where could she hide? My hand roamed over her breasts, then down her waist, across her legs, and back into her panties, which were already damp. I said, "I'm going in." She said, "No, don't touch me." But when I pulled down her panties, she couldn't cover her breasts. One snow-white, full breast was exposed. When she tried to cover her breasts, I pulled her panties out again, down to her knees, and then she quickly pulled them back up. This happened several times, and I could already see the dense forest.
I started pressing my penis against her vulva, and although she kept her legs tightly closed, she couldn't hold back any longer. She gasped, "Then you need to use a condom." I said, "I don't have one." She said, "You need to go downstairs to buy some." I thought to myself, "If I really go downstairs to buy some, won't the food get cold?" I said, "Then use a condom, let me in." She nodded. I quickly took a condom from the counter. She was surprised, "How come you have one? So you often sleep with other women? Is that it?"
I'm not going to waste my breath. I wasn't really planning on using a condom, the plan fell through, but oh well, I'll use one. At least I got to eat a swan, so it was worth it!
So I put it on, spread her legs, and saw that her juices had already soaked the sheets—a lot. I guessed it had been a long time since she'd had sex; even in this unavoidable situation, her struggles were making her so wet. I wondered how wanton she must be in front of her boyfriend. ...I held her and thrust inside. Lots of warm fluid, not much resistance. I started thrusting, hearing the squelching sounds of her juices. Of course, my hands weren't slow either, pulling her naked. I stroked her mounds, seeing her eyes closed, teeth clenched, not saying a word. I really couldn't tell if she was enjoying it or not.
A few minutes later, I couldn't control myself. (I'm always like this with women I'm with for the first time; I can't enjoy it for long. Is it because the affair is too exciting? Or is it the youthful, alluring scent of their bodies that makes me unable to control myself?) I asked, "Shall we go up on top?" She shook her head. So I had no choice but to bury myself in my work.
Of course, it was coming again soon. I asked, "Do you need more?" She said, "Just shoot." So, I thrust in forcefully and ejaculated inside her (through the condom, 555). Afterwards, I felt a little regretful. Why was I so weak and gave in to them when I asked to change positions, when I asked if they wanted more? I should have helped them up. You can do it! That way, I could have unleashed their sexual potential and gotten even more enjoyment.
In the middle of the night, while I was still half asleep, I found her suddenly turn around and kiss me passionately. I returned the kiss. (It was the most passionate, warmest, and most beautiful kiss of my life; I've never even had a kiss like that with my girlfriend, and I can't forget it.) After a while, she turned around and pretended to go to sleep.
I was woken up by my alarm clock this morning. I originally wanted to come again, but she said she was worried about being late and having to change clothes when she got back, so I didn't insist. (I've been weak again!)
When she was getting dressed, she was more relaxed than she had been in the evening. She sat up, naked, her breasts trembling slightly in front of me, and asked me to help her fasten her bra. I said, "You don't usually know how to fasten bras?" She said, "This bra is hard to fasten." She stood up, and I looked at her long, slender legs, feeling very satisfied. She's 168 cm tall!
As she left, she said at the door, "I didn't expect you to do this. You were too quick, you know?"
When she disappeared, I started reminiscing about those wonderful times. I was so happy. I succeeded just like that, and with such a cute, beautiful, tall, and innocent girl.
Later, I met her a few more times on QQ and talked to her on the phone. She chatted with me every time, but when I brought up what happened that night, she was still unhappy. She said I was too fast and ruined my image in her eyes.
So be it if it's ruined. At least I had it.
Postscript: Not long ago, I took my woman to the park and ran into her. This time, she was with a rather short and unattractive man, but he seemed more docile and honest. We glanced at each other and then at the man beside us, speechless. Later, I heard she had gone back to her hometown and was still single. It's disheartening how unpredictable life can be. [The End]

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