Kung Fu and alcohol tolerance are equally good

The third day of the May Day Golden Week holiday in 2001. Noon. In bed. The door slammed shut. I lay on the bed, feeling drowsy, my eyelids heavy and my head throbbing. I desperately wanted to sleep, but it was impossible. I

knew I had a high fever. But I didn't have the strength to get up and buy medicine.

So I lay in bed for three days straight, not eating, surviving only on water because I couldn't eat. During that time, when friends called, I would pretend to be energetic, saying I was enjoying the beautiful scenery of the country at a tourist attraction. In reality, I was in this wretched state after a three-round battle with a top-notch fighter. On the night of May Day, I had a few drinks with another single friend at a hotel, and we got a little drunk. After leaving the hotel, we went to a nearby coffee shop. We found a window seat facing the bustling street, sipped our coffee, and watched the beautiful women hurrying by outside.

My friend's phone rang. After telling the caller our location, a beautiful woman arrived gracefully 15 minutes later and sat down next to him.

The three of us chatted for a while, and the woman, finding my conversation quite pleasant and learning that I was also single, said to me, "Brother, I have a girlfriend, she's very beautiful. Would you like to invite her over to keep you company?" "

I pretended to say I didn't want it anymore, and then asked her where she was from and what she did. She told me that her girlfriend was from Inner Mongolia, a member of an ethnic minority, and worked as a clerk in a company. When I heard that, I felt like a drug addict who hadn't had his fill of drugs in a long time, suddenly hearing that

he could find heroin somewhere. I knew that, generally speaking, ethnic minority girls are not the most attractive, but once they grow up, they are absolutely outstanding. Moreover, their skills in bed are far superior to those of ordinary Han girls. I had already experienced this firsthand.

She sensed my interest and immediately took out her phone and made a call. After the other party answered, she exchanged a few pleasantries and then asked if I wanted to get to know a handsome guy (hehe, sweat). Of course, she also gave a brief introduction of me. After receiving a basically positive answer, she asked me, 'Brother, should I have her come over now?' I wasn't feeling very good at the time and wanted to conserve my energy, so I said, 'Tomorrow, give me her phone number and tell her I'll call her tomorrow.'" "

After coffee, my friend and the beautiful girl walked away hand in hand. Back at my place, I suddenly felt an overwhelming loneliness and regretted not inviting her over. But calling her now seemed a bit too forward, so I suppressed the urge to contact her. When I woke up the next morning, it was almost noon. Lying in bed, I saw my magnificent erection and remembered our promise from the night before. I picked up my phone, about to call her, when it rang.

It was another friend calling, asking if I'd had lunch. After receiving a negative answer, he suggested we sit down for a few drinks. My love for fine wine is almost as strong as my love for beautiful women, so I readily agreed.

Soon, a bottle of baijiu and six bottles of beer were split in two and poured into our stomachs, launching an attack on my brain through my stomach. I staggered back to my place, collapsed into bed, and fell asleep until my phone rang again.

'Hello, is this Brother X? This is Nana (her nickname). Where are you now?'" "I'm at home, just about to call you. I had a few drinks at noon, where are you now?"

"I'm on XX Road, can you come out now?" "

Sure, I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

"Can I wait for you at the McDonald's there?"

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Sitting in the hotel, I carefully examined this girl who had given me a good first impression. She was quite tall, with a firm figure, and her breasts were as large as those of that Hong Kong busty actress; I bet they felt great to touch. She was definitely considered beautiful even in her ethnic group, especially her eyes. Many girls say my eyes are sexy when I look at them; one girl put it best, saying that when I look at a beautiful woman, it's like I'm ejaculating. If this girl's eyes were seductive towards you, I believe every man (as long as he's normal, not impotent, haha) would have the desire to ejaculate inside her.

Like many women in her ethnic group, she had slightly high cheekbones, but her lips weren't thick and were always slightly parted, making you fantasize. What excited me most was her astonishing alcohol tolerance. We each drank two more bottles of beer, and I was still a little dizzy from the alcohol at noon. But she remained calm and composed.

Fueled by the alcohol, our conversation quickly got to the point.

I stared intently at her and said, "I'm amazing in bed, I've never lost."

She wasn't to be outdone: "I haven't met my match yet either."

Since we were on the topic, we started to challenge each other, moving beyond theoretical discussions to real action.

Showering together confirmed my judgment. Her breasts were large, firm, and elastic, with an excellent feel to them, truly top-quality, making my hands linger. And she seemed to have found her favorite spot as well, staring at my penis with obvious delight. In the blink of an eye, my penis and hers became erect almost simultaneously. She cleaned the area covered by my underwear very carefully, first my penis, then thoroughly rubbing it with shower gel, especially rinsing the hook area repeatedly, all the while keeping her eyes fixed on it. I could sense that her eyes revealed both lust and a hint of caution, so I said with a mischievous smile, "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with it, except for one thing: it never ends when we're having sex." She laughed and slapped my crotch, saying, "You're bragging, I'll teach you a lesson in a bit." Then she washed my penis and genitals. Finally, she made me bend over and carefully cleaned my anus several times with shower gel, which aroused endless fantasies in me. After getting into bed, before I could even move, she had already pinned me down.

Her lips were very sexy, and her tongue was exceptionally agile. We both seemed to enjoy our kiss, and soon our breathing became rapid. She removed her tongue from my mouth and moved her body upwards, bringing her two breasts and two luscious nipples to my lips. As the nipples grew larger and harder under my tongue, she began kissing my nipples, then my penis. I felt something slippery, like a small snake, constantly sliding around. My penis felt her mouth shrinking and squeezing as it slid around. The slippery snake continued to move downwards, stopping on my penis… I felt her lift my buttocks with her hand and open her eyes. I understood; she gestured for me to turn over. I obediently turned over and knelt on the bed at her prompting. Suddenly, I felt that slippery snake licking my penis. An unprecedented pleasure quickly gathered there, then spread to my genitals, and from there to my limbs. I couldn't help but groan in pleasure.

The slippery little snake stopped moving at my glans, then suddenly tried to push in, finally managing to burrow inside and begin to thrash. The feeling was incredible; I could feel my sphincter muscles contracting incessantly, the pleasure increasing exponentially, accompanied by an intense urge to expel.

"So this is how it works?" My male ego swelled at that moment, and I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. It seemed I'd met another master today.

We battled it out in bed for four or five hours that day, until finally I collapsed from exhaustion. This was the most pleasurable time I'd ever had with a woman.

[The End]

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