Shanghai young women

That was two years ago. I was still a hot-blooded, impulsive young man, but I already had a keen business sense. Three years after graduation, in the summer of 2001, I heard that Shanghai had become incredibly vibrant and modern because of the APEC summit, so I decided to go and see for myself, and maybe even investigate what kind of business I could start and discover some opportunities. Determined to eliminate any distractions, I went to Shanghai alone for a week, stopping by nearby Suzhou and Hangzhou before returning to Shanghai and flying back to Chengdu. When I boarded the Air China plane back to Chengdu, I felt a real pang of sadness. Chengdu truly felt like a small town, and after a few days as a Shanghainese, I was going back to this small town. It was really unpleasant. I remember not seeing the Eighth Company on Nanjing Road, but I
did see quite a few pretty young women. Shanghai women generally have good skin, and their style is similar to that of Chengdu women, so they didn't leave a particularly deep impression on me. What left a particularly strong impression was a chance encounter on Huaihai Road. I went to a bar on Huaihai Road and met a woman who was incredibly sexy. Her miniskirt barely covered her buttocks, and her stockings accentuated her beautiful figure. We chatted, and it turned out she was from Mianyang, Sichuan. We immediately became much closer. It seems there are quite a few Sichuan women out there! No wonder the land is so beautiful! Of course, that very night I took her to a small hotel where I was staying and slept with her. She was very happy that day, saying that seeing a fellow countrywoman made her especially warm and enthusiastic. So,
I
got on the plane, an Airbus A320, which was quite comfortable. The flight attendants were also very nice, elegant and polite like Japanese girls. Actually, flight attendants are quite slutty; I'd heard that many flight attendants have been slept with by foreigners. These foreigners, when they fly, hand a note to the flight attendant with their contact number on it. The next time they come to this city, they contact the flight attendant to arrange sex. As long as you're rich and powerful enough, you can usually get laid. It's really... Yes.
As soon as I boarded the plane, I found myself seated by the window. Next to me sat a woman who looked to be around 25 years old, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and light yellow pants. The pants were rather small, outlining her good figure. The young woman was quite attractive, rather alluring, with light makeup, and seemed to be a white-collar worker. I was secretly pleased to have another "rabbit" next to me, secretly plotting whether I could "eat" her. To be honest, it wasn't always possible, because not every young woman was hungry. As soon as the plane reached its desired altitude, the young woman began to get restless. She kept glancing out my window; what was there to see? Just
clouds . I picked up a newspaper I'd bought in Shanghai and started reading. After
a while, she asked me for the newspaper. I thought to myself, "You made the first move?"
So, I pretended to be polite and gave her one newspaper—just one. This way, she would keep exchanging newspapers with me, giving me opportunities to touch her hand and grope her. She seemed to enjoy it; after flipping through it a couple of times, she'd exchange it with me again, letting me touch her once, and even giving me a seductive look. I simply couldn't believe such a lewd woman existed
. Then
we started talking. I learned her name; I called her Sister Wang. She was 32 years old, a high-level white-collar worker who owned an advertising company (I managed her on every business trip she took to Chengdu later). Her husband was Taiwanese. This time, she was in Chengdu to discuss advertising matters in Shanghai with a company. We talked about Shanghai, Chengdu, and then about life. When we talked about life, she was clearly not very excited. Talking about her life made her even less excited, as if something was unpleasant. But since we were on the plane at the time, we didn't talk in detail, focusing more on business matters
. After
getting off the plane, since her job wasn't very big, no one came to pick her up. I, on the other hand, was a solo karate practitioner. So I volunteered to be her guide and arrange her to the hotel. I initially thought she would refuse, but to my surprise, she accepted very, very happily. Seeing her so cheerful face, I knew what true delight meant
. She
had a lot of luggage, including heavy advertising planning case studies, so I actually needed to help her carry it. This woman is quite capable when it comes to business. We hailed a taxi outside the departure hall and I took her to the Ziwei Hotel in Chengdu. She booked a standard room, and after leaving some luggage, we went up to check on the room. She said she was satisfied. We were both feeling a bit hungry, and then we realized it was past 6 pm.
I
was about to say goodbye, thinking I'd contact her again if I had the chance, since I knew where she was staying and could call. But she insisted I stay, saying she'd take a shower and then we'd go eat. So she went to shower, and I went to the hallway to call my family, telling them I'd arrived in Chengdu and was at a friend's house and might not be able to come back that night
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She showered for at least an hour. I started to suspect she might be a Tibetan. When she came out again, I noticed she was dressed rather provocatively—a short skirt and a tank top—looking like she was about to go to work as a prostitute. I was sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV when I saw her come out, and I quickly apologized, saying I didn't mean to. She said, "Sit! Sit! Don't be shy!"
So she walked over to me, lowered her head, and started tidying up her clothes on the bed opposite mine. Suddenly, I noticed... I could see her cleavage; her breasts were really big! No wonder the Taiwanese businessman wanted to marry her. She glanced at me, noticed I was looking at her, but pretended not to see me and continued adjusting her clothes. I scrutinized her more closely, my gaze beginning to take on a wilder edge. I realized she was actually a very beautiful young woman, with long hair tied up, slightly flushed cheeks, and a gentle demeanor. I thought to myself, "How wonderful it would be to have a wife like her, someone who owns a company!" She finished tidying her clothes, looked up, and I, still staring at her, said,
"
You're so beautiful!" She smiled slightly, but the smile was somewhat bitter. I didn't know why, but I noticed her breasts were a little swollen, pushing up her tight tank top. So I could tell that at this moment, this woman wanted it
. So
I tested the waters. I walked up to her and said, "Sister Wang, you're so voluptuous!" She smiled at me and replied, "Really? Are you referring to my breasts or my buttocks?" Seeing that she was teasing me, I said, "I'll know if I touch them." So I touched her breasts with my left hand and her buttocks with my right. She didn't resist; instead, she seemed to disarm herself, closing her eyes slightly and resting her head on my shoulder. I asked her, "Sister Wang, are you unhappy in your marriage?" She hummed in agreement. I said, "Then let me satisfy you, okay?" She didn't answer for a while before saying, "Be gentle." I
suddenly hugged her and started kissing her. If my pants hadn't been of good quality, they would have been pierced by my penis. I pressed her down on the bed, pressing my penis against her vulva through her pants, caressing her breasts with both hands, and invading her mouth with my tongue. In this way, I aroused her until she was dripping wet, and she was writhing her hips wantonly.
After kissing for a long time, I suddenly lifted her hands behind her head and pulled up her thin tank top, binding her hands at the wrists. Seeing that I had tied her hands, she became even more aroused, her large breasts swaying incessantly. Then I grabbed her short skirt, pulling it down to her ankles, and pushed her legs onto the bed, pressing her ankles against her wrists. I then used the tank top straps to tie the skirt around her ankles, leaving her lying on her back on the bed with her legs bound above her head, her alluring vulva completely exposed to me, ready to be used at any moment.
For safety's sake, I asked her: "Are you willing?" She nodded and said, "Continue..." I then took off my clothes, revealing my large penis, climbed onto the other side of the bed, put it in her mouth, and then lay down, pressing my mouth against her wet vulva.
I
licked and sucked it like I was eating porridge, even sticking my tongue inside her cunt. I found that her cunt was actually very tight, probably because she rarely got fucked. As a young married woman, maintaining such a tight cunt, it would be strange if she wasn't horny! So, with a sense of sympathy, I stuck my tongue in even deeper. This time she started moaning, telling me to hurry, hurry. I knew what she meant. So I turned around and rubbed my penis against her vulva, but I didn't go in. After about ten minutes of grinding, her voice started to sound like a cat in heat, pleading for me to hurry up and
insert it. I said I could insert it, but she had to agree to one condition. She asked what the condition was, and I said that for the first ten times I inserted it, she had to say "thank you" every time! She agreed without thinking and said, "Okay, okay, hurry up and insert it." 　　I spread my arms, lowered my waist, and with a "whoosh," pushed all the way to the top of her uterus. She cried out, "Ahhh!" with great pleasure, and then said, "Thank you!"
I 　　slowly 　　pulled out my penis, rubbed the head of my penis against the entrance of her vagina a few times, and then thrust again, pushing it all the way to the top of her uterus. My testicles were almost inside. She cried out again, but didn't say thank you. So I said, "If you don't say thank you, I won't go in!" She quickly said, "Thank you!" I slowly penetrated her ten 　　times, and she thanked me ten times. Then she said, "I never thought you Chengdu men were so bad!" I said, "What's bad? You're amazing!" She giggled, and while she was laughing, I thrust into her hard. Her laughter and moans mingled together, driving me wild with pleasure! I used many positions to fuck her, from the front, from the back, from the side, and then I made her kneel on the bed while I stood by the bed and fucked her. Then in the bathroom, I made her put her hands on the dressing table while I fucked her in front of the mirror. 　　In short 　　, that afternoon I fucked her from a little after seven until about nine at night, and in the end I was so tired I could barely stand it. 　　We both collapsed onto the bed, starving. After a short nap, we got dressed and went downstairs to eat. I was so hungry that we went to the KFC across the street. I remember eating a ton; I'd never been so hungry before. Back at the hotel, we turned on the TV and chatted. I learned that her husband, a Taiwanese businessman, was usually very busy 　　and 　　 rarely 　　spent time with her, frequently traveling between Shanghai and Taiwan. He also had another woman, younger and prettier than her, so she rarely had time for intimacy with him. She said she was very happy to meet me in Chengdu, and as she spoke, she squeezed my large penis and said, "I wish it could feed me every day. 　　 " 　　So we started again. The room was filled with what we still considered obscene language, wanton laughter, and the moans of a hungry young woman in the throes of extreme excitement. It 　　was 　　truly a wonderful day !

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