Three Women 1

In late April, I received a call from a classmate I used to go to university
. He had arrived in a small county town not far from my city and wanted me to come visit him. We had
n't seen each other for many years. Firstly, we were best friends in school; secondly, we hadn't
seen each other for years; and thirdly, I had left my long-term job in the government and was now working for a joint venture, which
gave me more financial and time flexibility. So, without hesitation, I agreed.
That afternoon, after taking care of some business, I took a half-hour drive to his hotel. He looked
the same as when we were in school—still as capable and talkative as ever—only much more mature. In the room, we
talked mostly about what we'd seen and heard since graduation, and the recent situations of other classmates. But we also discussed
current events and some gossip. Later, he asked about my current joint venture, teasing me that I'd
caught up with the times and experienced everything. I just laughed it off.
That evening, a unit from the county hosted a banquet for us. They were very hospitable, constantly toasting us
. We couldn't refuse their hospitality and could only clink glasses with them. Fortunately, we cooperated well enough not to lose our
composure, while the hosts, who were being very enthusiastic, drank themselves into a stupor. It was almost ten o'clock when we got back to the room. Neither of us
was sleepy, so we started chatting again. But this time, he inadvertently steered the conversation towards matters of men and women
. I knew exactly what he was thinking, but after being apart for so long, I couldn't be so direct. I
thought about how he had been assigned to work at a research institute after graduation, spending all his time far from the city with those
old academics. Besides, he was someone who couldn't stand being alone and knew about this fascinating, colorful
world, so I wasn't surprised. But at the time, I wasn't really interested in prostitution. Firstly, I
had seen and experienced quite a bit of it in my company's business; secondly, I was new to this small county town and
didn't know anything about it; and thirdly, I wanted to go home. So I kept avoiding his topic. Later, I said,
"How about we go for a late-night snack and chat while we eat?"
We went to the night market. The night market stalls in the county town were very well-organized, with couples sitting at each small table
. We found a seat next to them, ordered a few side dishes, and two beers. The cool breeze outside
gave us a refreshing feeling. We felt no pressure or worries at that moment, so we dared to drink heartily
. Before we knew it, the night market owner was urging us on. It was almost midnight. We paid
the bill and left six empty seats, staggering back home. Walking along the empty streets, the night breeze was so
cool, the streets so quiet, the dim streetlights casting a pale white glow on the street, but every so often, a beauty
salon's neon sign flashed alluring words. We seemed to have nothing to say, just walking along, until
finally he couldn't hold back any longer and suggested we get a massage. Although I didn't agree, my legs were already leading me into
the beauty salon.
The proprietress quickly came to greet us, inviting us to sit down and calling over two young women. Perhaps because it was
so late, both women looked exhausted, their eyes glazed over. I carefully observed them; although they were somewhat
attractive, they gave off a listless feeling, and neither seemed particularly enthusiastic. I said, "Forget it, let's go back
. It's too late today, let's come another day." Before my classmate could react, I was already on the street. He
had no choice but to come out with me. I could see the helplessness and disappointment on his face. We wandered aimlessly again
. Suddenly, he said to me that we absolutely had to have some fun today, otherwise I would have come all this way for nothing, and
it would have been a waste of my time inviting him. Seeing his determined look, I had no choice but to say that we should find another
beauty salon further ahead. We couldn't go back to the one we just visited. After walking for a while,
we saw flashing neon lights ahead and arrived at a beauty salon called Blue Moon. As soon as we entered, we heard laughter coming from inside.
The laughter stopped abruptly when we approached. It was a small shop; the outer area was only about 20 square meters, containing some
shampooing tools. The inner area had about two partitioned rooms. In the outer room, there were only three women who looked like prostitutes
. One of them approached us and asked if we wanted any girls. I knew she was the proprietress. My classmate
immediately picked one of the girls and said, "I choose you." Seeing his reaction, I had nothing to
say. But I really didn't like the other girl, so I told him, "You can play now, I'll wait for you." He got
very upset and said, "What's wrong with you?" as if he was about to break off all ties with me. I then looked
at the proprietress. In the soft lighting, she looked about my age, in her thirties, but she was
very well-maintained. Her complexion was fair, and she wore a pink dress. Her eyes were captivating, with
clear pupils beneath her eyelids. Her waist wasn't thick either, about 1…6 cm. Miko's breasts bulged
out from under her tight dress, round and firm. More importantly, she exuded a trustworthy aura; she seemed very virtuous. I told her
I really didn't want to play anymore.
The proprietress said, "Don't you like that girl? It's okay, I'll go to the back and call another one for you."
I said, "Don't call her, let them sleep." She said, "Then what should I do?" I said, "I'll only play if you keep me company
." Seeing me say that, her face turned red, and she said, "I'm not a prostitute, how can I keep you company?" Hearing her say that
, I started to leave. My classmate wanted to follow but was reluctant, so he talked to the girl he had found , trying
to persuade the proprietress. The girl then called me back from outside, saying, "Don't go, let's talk." I
went back inside and stole a glance at the landlady's ashamed expression. I knew she was also hesitating, perhaps even tempted. During this
time, my classmate and the woman quickly seized the opportunity to persuade her. After about ten minutes, seeing my
resolute stance on the sofa, the landlady said, "Alright, I'll sacrifice myself and go with you today." She took
our room number and told us to go ahead while she made some arrangements at the shop, saying she'd come right away. I was overjoyed
, and my classmate and I went to the hotel. I quickly booked another room and went to my classmate's room to wait
for them.
About half an hour later, we heard a knock on the door. I knew they were there. She had changed her coat, but...
Perhaps it was because it was cool outside, but she was wearing a purplish-red suit, making her look even more virtuous and dignified than before. I
quickly took her hand and said, "Let's go to our room." She followed me to the fourth floor, and we entered the room.
The air conditioning was on, and the temperature was just right. She seemed a little embarrassed, so I quickly broke the ice and said, "I really don't want to
play around. I don't usually play around, but tonight, seeing you, I have a strange impulse." She laughed and said, "I'm the boss's wife, and I'm
so old. Would you even like me? Sigh, I don't know what the girls will say about me tomorrow if I come out with you." I
said, "Since you're here, don't think too much about it. I'm a pretty decent person, and I won't make things difficult for you
. Let's just make the best of it." I told her to take off her coat, and we went to the bathroom to shower. Seeing that she was still
embarrassed, I took off my clothes and went to the bathroom to relieve myself. I heard rustling sounds outside and knew
she was also taking off her clothes. I quickly called her in. She opened the door, and my eyes lit up. She was naked,
with a towel placed on her genitals. Her figure wasn't very good; she was starting to have some flesh on her hips, and her lower abdomen was a little protruding
. But her upper body was very attractive, especially her breasts, which were like small watermelons, round and white.
I sat up in the bathtub and pulled her in too. She did as I asked, and then I saw her entire
vulva. Her vulva was very thick, with only a small tuft of pubic hair covering her clitoris, as if it had been deliberately trimmed.
When she saw that I was only looking at her vulva, she was embarrassed to say that my pubic hair was like that. Her pubic hair was indeed very
sparse, like the little tails that children used to keep on their heads. What was even more incredible was that the tuft of hair was yellowish-red,
just like the corn silk at the top of a ripe corncob. I couldn't help but reach out and touch that tuft of hair, and she didn't object.
While gently stroking that tuft of pubic hair, I teased her two thick labia with my little finger and ring finger
. She covered herself with her hand and said, "Wait a minute, let's go to bed and play slowly, okay?
" "Let me wash you first." She lathered my entire body with shower gel, paying extra attention to my genitals
. She grabbed my pubic hair with one small hand, then pulled back my penis. I immediately got hard; my
penis swelled up, the glans like a red apricot emerging from the foreskin. She stroked my penis up and down
, and I was incredibly aroused. I said, "Wait a minute, let me wash you." She agreed, and started using her mouth on my... I licked her glans
, and she looked up at me with a start, smiling. I got out of the bathtub and let her lie in it. I
used shower gel to lather her skin from her neck down to every inch of her body. Her skin was incredibly smooth and delicate.
I placed both hands on her large breasts; they were soft but not very firm, and her nipples
were large, like a pair of small red dates. I used one... She tightly kneaded his breasts with both hands, gently rubbing
his nipples with her two index fingers. Her eyes were tightly closed, giving her a seductive, half-closed look. I then washed her genitals. Because there
was very little pubic hair, her entire vulva was completely exposed. I lifted that small tuft of pubic hair and gently parted
her labia with my fingers, revealing her peach-like opening. Perhaps it was due to the shower gel... Her vaginal fluids had already
started flowing; in any case, it was already wet. The sensation on my fingers was sticky and slippery. I slowly and gently massaged around her vulva
. At this point, her vaginal fluids increased even more, and much of it on my fingers had already turned into milky white mucus. Her
lower body trembled slightly with my fingers, and she began to make soft breathing sounds. Her beautiful eyes
closed.
At this point, I became even more aroused, so I used my other hand to separate her two labia, and with my thumb,
I found her clitoris hidden beneath the labia. Her clitoris was large and long, plump and pink
. As I ran my fingers over it, her lower body trembled even more violently, causing the water in the bathtub to rise and fall
. I had to use my other hand to completely pull her clitoris apart from the labia so that it
was fully exposed. I gently massaged the clitoris, which was protruding from her clitoris, with my index finger
. Her body trembled even more violently, and her breathing became heavier. I continued to caress her, her head
bobbing back and forth on the edge of the bathtub, her nostrils flaring. She kept making "Mmm, mmm" sounds, and I knew she was about to climax.
I love watching women's satisfied expressions during orgasms. I increased the frequency of my massage, and the vaginal fluid on her
clitoris formed a thin stream as my fingers moved it. Her rice-grain-like clitoris changed from pink to bright red. Her vulva
moved rhythmically in coordination with my fingers, and she made "Ah, ah, ah" sounds, which grew louder and louder. Suddenly
, she sat up and hugged me with both arms, kissing me tightly on the lips. Her nimble tongue danced in my mouth, and
I had to use one hand to hold her back, letting her breasts press tightly against
my chest. We kissed like that, immersed in boundless pleasure.
My hand never stopped moving; the faster I massaged her, the stronger her kisses
became, as if she wanted to swallow my entire tongue. We kissed like that for a while, then I slowly helped
her up and out of the bathtub. When she saw my erect penis as I stood up, she
touched it with her hand. I immediately perked up and said, "You've enjoyed yourself; it's my turn to have some pleasure
. " So I slightly parted her legs, positioning her mons pubis against my erect penis. She also lowered herself to meet my
large penis. I felt the head of my penis on her mons pubis. She moved her body slightly, cooperating with
my movements, and my penis entered her vagina. Fortunately, her vagina was already overflowing with vaginal fluid,
so it was very slippery. I squatted down, sticking my buttocks up, and thrust upwards. However, because the bathroom was too small,
she had to use her hands to find a support point to accommodate my thrusts. So I said, "Let's go to the bed." She hummed in agreement
. I pulled my penis out of her vagina, wiped it with a towel, and then pulled her out.
We went outside. Because of our mutual caresses and ample foreplay in the bathroom, we were already
quite warm. The outside room was cold because the air conditioning had been on. As soon as she came out, she ran to the bed and
covered herself with a towel. I turned on the TV, turned off the main light, leaving only the window lamp on. I poured her a glass of water
and asked her what it was. She looked up from the bed and drank it, then looked at me with alluring eyes. I understood her meaning
, so I squeezed her closer to the inside of the bed and lay down beside her. Seeing me get into bed, she pressed her whole body against mine.
Come, I let her lie in the crook of my arm, her head propped up. She hugged me, and I gently pushed her upper body away, letting
her lie on her back so I could free my hands to caress her breasts.
Her breasts were still so soft, boneless, and incredibly elastic. I caressed them lovingly, pressing and
touching one, then the two rabbit-like breasts began to blush. I then used my fingers to play with her
nipples, gently and slightly. Soon, her nipples slowly became erect under my fingers. I
could only use two fingers to play with her erect nipples, just as she had played with my penis. I slowly
slid down and used my tongue instead of my hands, teasing the nipples, which were now like red dates
. My hand moved down, touching her lower abdomen. When she lay down, her lower abdomen was no longer as fleshy as before; it was very smooth
and felt very soft to the touch. My hand slowly moved down again, looking for the peach-shaped honey
hole that I had longed for. First, I touched that tuft of pubic hair and carefully stroked it. Then I moved down. Her vulva was already
brimming with spring water, and there was love juice on both thick labia. I parted her labia and touched her vaginal opening. It
was very hot there, and I could feel the trickle of lustful fluid secreting out. I used my index finger to stroke inside her vulva.
From the bottom of her vaginal opening, through the vaginal opening, up to the clitoris and clitoris, I kept
touching up and down like this. The love juice secreted along the vaginal opening was covered with my index finger, so that my index finger could easily
touch her vulva. Sometimes I pressed the vaginal opening, sometimes squeezed the clitoris, and sometimes After a while, I touched her clitoris, and I
felt that her entire vagina was wet, and there was a hot and humid steam rising up. As I stroked her vagina
, her vagina also cooperated with the movements of my fingers. Her waist kept twisting and turning, and she made a grunting sound unconsciously from her mouth
, and she made rapid breathing sounds from her nostrils.
She pulled one hand out from under me, gripped my penis which was as hard as an iron rod, and began to stroke it up and down
, making my glans slide in and out of the foreskin. I was incredibly aroused. At that moment, she pulled my penis closer to her body
, and I knew she wanted my penis to fill her already unbearably itchy vagina. I got up and
lay on top of her, arching my buttocks slightly. She opened her legs and shifted her pubic area, allowing my large penis
to slide smoothly into her vagina. Once inside, I pressed my upper body against hers
, my chest against her breasts, my hands behind her back, pulling her upper body close to
mine. Our lips met again, and I used my knees to push against the mattress, moving forward gently, not too
vigorously. But inside her small mouth was the dance of my tongue, her breasts felt like they were pressed against a brocade by my chest, and
my penis moved in and out of her honey hole. We did this slowly for about ten minutes, and her
vaginal fluid suddenly increased. I felt like my penis was in a muddy pond, as if my entire
pubic hair was covered in vaginal fluid. Her vagina was very dilated, and her legs involuntarily turned towards her upper body,
making moaning sounds from her nostrils.
I released her mouth, supported my upper body with both hands, and then grabbed her full waist at the opportune moment.
I knelt forward, pressing my legs against hers, spreading them as wide as possible, opening her vagina to its fullest extent
. I used my knees and waist to support my hips and thrust forward, while pulling her waist down with both hands, making her mons pubis
press tightly against the thrusts of my penis. I thrust in and out more than a thousand times. Her vaginal fluid covered
the area where we were joined. I looked down and saw her labia flipping with my vigorous thrusts, making her pink clitoris and vagina
appear and disappear. The outer wall of my penis, which I had withdrawn, was covered with her milky white secretion, which all gathered at the base of my penis with each thrust
. She was... She kept twisting her waist, pushing her mons pubis upwards to meet
my thrusts. The redness on her breasts was visible in patches. Her head kept swaying from side to side, her mons pubis
rising and falling against my penis. The place where we were joined made a slapping sound. She unconsciously cried out "ah ah"
and whispered, "faster, faster." I quickened my thrusting, pulling
my penis all the way to the entrance of her vagina before inserting it all the way in. I pulled out until my glans was only covered by her labia majora, and then inserted it to the very bottom of her vagina
, where I could feel her uterus. Her cries grew louder, her whole waist thrusting upwards. I thrust hard
, and her vagina began to contract rhythmically, the vaginal walls tightly enveloping my penis. As if afraid my penis
would leave her body, I became extremely excited. My penis throbbed, and hot semen splattered
deep into her vagina. With my ejaculation, her vaginal walls trembled and convulsed. I leaned down, and she
hugged me tightly, sticking her tongue into my mouth again.
We kissed for a while, and I asked her if she had enjoyed it. She said, "It was so much fun! I haven't felt this good in
ages. You're really good at this. I haven't had sex with anyone for six months, and it's starting to hurt a bit."
I smiled and said, "That's not all I'm capable of. I just
finished with you after you had your orgasm." She said, "You're amazing. I wish I were your wife." I smiled slightly
and let my almost limp penis leave her vagina. She reached out and pressed her vulva. I quickly went to
the bathroom to get a towel for her. We both showered and went back to bed to continue chatting.
She grew up in a remote rural village and is thirty-five years old this year. Everyone here calls her Sister Mei.
At twenty, she married a man ten years her senior from a coastal city. The man was somewhat disabled, and
after she gave birth to his child, he treated her badly, often beating and scolding her, and was extremely stingy with her. Moreover, the disabled
man was also having affairs, so she rarely went back to that home, only returning when she missed her child.
This year, she even went back during the Spring Festival. Fortunately, her hometown isn't far from here, so she visits it when she has time.
She only opened this shop at the beginning of this year, and business is very difficult. Running this business is tough; you have to be familiar with both the good and the bad. Luckily,
some of her sisters from her hometown came to help her, which is why she's managed to get it to where it is today. I said to her, "It's already
very difficult for you to do this. For a weak woman like you to stand on your own in a strange place, to support such a shop, and to make
friends with all sorts of people—that's no small feat." She said, "What can I do? I can't rely on him to support me."
I'll have to rely on myself. Although many people have designs on me, luckily I have some prostitutes working for me.
When it comes down to it, I can only call them in to take my place. These days, which man isn't lustful? As long as they have that
hole, they'll all go for it. They don't care about feelings; as long as there are women and money, that's all they need. "I said:
'That's true.'" She continued, "I felt a connection with you the moment I saw you today. I don't know why, but I just
came with you. I've overheard the girls in the shop talking about different kinds of men and sex, and
sometimes it makes me a little tempted. I want to have sex with someone too, but if I were to have sex with someone from this area
, firstly, I'd offend some people; secondly, being together too often would create a bad impression; thirdly, I wouldn't be able to
explain it to the people in the shop; and fourthly, some people might think that you, Sister Mei, are that kind of person. If others can have sex with you, then
we can too, which would be troublesome, and I might as well close down. Today, I could tell you weren't from here,
and I felt a connection with you, so I came with you. Now it seems you really are quite nice." I joked
, "I'm not what you think. I'm not bad. You made me happy today, so I'll come back to
you often." She said, "No way! I knew you were a good person when we made love. You were so
attentive, so patient, and you didn't force me to do anything. I believe you won't come back
to me often." "When she spoke, I could see she was sincere, so I guessed she wouldn't lie. So I
hugged her tighter; her body was getting a little cool.
I got up and took another towel from the other bed to cover her. Most of the time he
talked about herself. He rarely asked about me, only jokingly saying that one of my classmates was very lecherous, obviously
a pervert, and humorously adding that the prostitute who came in tonight was probably suffering terribly, maybe they were
now..." We've done it several times already. I said, "Okay, let's do it again." She smiled. I got up and sat up, poured myself
a glass of water, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at her. She turned to look at me and said, "Aren't you cold? Don't get cold." I
said, "I just like looking at you like this." She said, "What's so great about me? There are plenty of girls prettier than me. I'll
introduce you to a few sometime." I half-jokingly said, "Okay." She laughed without saying anything, and after a while said, "You men
are all lecherous." I said, "How could that be? As long as you're here, I am..." "I won't do anything inappropriate. It's either my wife or you." She then asked
, "How's your wife?" I said, "My wife is very virtuous, we have a great relationship, and our sex life is harmonious." I thought she
would be angry, but instead she said, "It's so wonderful to be your wife." I quickly said, "Don't think so much.
Cover yourself up and go to sleep. It's getting late, don't get cold. The important thing is to stay healthy." She asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
I said, "I'll have a smoke, and I'll watch you sleep." She smiled and closed her eyes. After I finished my cigarette, she suddenly opened her eyes. She
told me to get into bed quickly, or I'd catch a cold and get scolded when I got home tomorrow. I got into bed, and she immediately pressed her entire body against mine,
saying, "I can't sleep without you."
She pressed her breasts and warm genitals against my body, and we hugged each other. Her body was already
very warm, and we kissed incessantly, our bodies rubbing and pressing against each other. My penis started to harden again
, and when she felt it, she gripped it tightly with one hand and squeezed it hard, saying, "Your little brother's going to get hard again
, you're really something." I also put my hand to her vulva and poked around in her vaginal opening with my fingers. It seemed a bit dry there
, so I massaged it slowly. She said it was okay, and told me not to touch it and to put it in. I said there wasn't much
lubrication there and I was afraid that it wouldn't be pleasant for her if I put it in. But she said, "It's okay, just put it in." "I moved
my body and climbed onto her abdomen, my penis erect, searching for that warm, moist little hole on her vulva. I could feel
the dryness on the head of my penis. She guided my penis with one hand, and I pushed it in halfway,
then pushed it in completely.
The back of her vagina was warm and wet; after a few thrusts, it was completely lubricated
. I lay down and leisurely moved my lower body. She didn't seem to be in a hurry. She opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, '
Like this, you put it inside and we'll talk.' We talked and moved for more than ten minutes, and my penis started
to feel that real stimulation. I had to stop; I didn't want to..." It ended quickly. I sat
up and looked at where we were joined. The way my penis was inserted into her vulva was comical, like
a carrot stuck into a freshly steamed bun. The area where my penis was in contact with her was completely sunken. I
pushed her vulva with my hand, and her labia opened, revealing a red patch of flesh. I
gently squeezed her clitoris with my other finger, stroking her clitoral hood. She grabbed my thigh with her hand, so I moved
a couple of times while pushing her vulva upwards with my hand, preventing her clitoris from being pulled into her vagina along with my penis. As
I massaged her clitoris, her vagina began to contract rhythmically, initially only once or twice with long intervals, then...
I started thrusting repeatedly. I took a breath, calmed myself, and resisted the urge to ejaculate. She began to tremble,
her entire abdomen swaying up and down and side to side at the base of my penis. I just kept thrusting my penis forward, trying
to make it press against the bottom of her vagina. She arched her abdomen upward, her buttocks occasionally lifting off the mattress,
letting out moans. My hand was still pressing on her clitoris, sometimes blocking
her arched abdomen and obstructing the contact between her vagina and my penis. She removed my hand, and I supported myself on
top of her, thrusting into her vagina as fast as I could.
Her vaginal fluids coated my penis, creating a pool inside her vagina. The sound of splashing
grew louder and louder, and my movements became faster and faster, each thrust reaching the very bottom of her vagina. She held
her bent thighs with both hands, her entire buttocks lifted off the mattress, her vulva facing the direction of my penis's thrusts, allowing her vagina
to open wide for my penis to thrust in and out freely. Her moans turned into cries, "Ah, good,
faster!" I thrust harder, and she cried out, "Ah ah!" I still held back from ejaculating. After a while, her
cries turned back into moans, and her vaginal fluids flowed down my penis to my testicles, soaking my scrotum
. I knew she had reached orgasm and was now savoring it. I slowed my movements, my testicles thrusting one after another...
The blows struck her anus, and her vaginal fluids flowed down her vagina, flooding her anus and soaking the sheets. She
was still moaning softly. I leaned down and kissed her, and she quickly kissed me back.
After a while, she said, "That was so good, I felt like I was going to die. I wasn't even myself anymore. How can sex be so
pleasurable? I've never felt like this before. You're amazing! Your dick is still hard and you
haven't come yet." I said, "Don't put it so harshly. I haven't come because I want to make you feel good one more time." "
She said, 'That's what it is, what's so unpleasant about it? This is my pussy, I like your dick to fuck my pussy, and
no one can hear us, are you afraid of being shameful? You must be tired, put your dick inside my pussy and lie on me for a while,
I'll do it later.' I lay down wearily, and she hugged my waist with both hands, pressing on my waist with two fingers
. My aching waist suddenly felt much lighter. After pressing for a while, she suddenly said, 'Get down and let me do it
.' I rolled over and we changed positions. She moved her genitals, and her penis was perfectly positioned." Inside her
vagina, I looked up. Her upper body was facing me, her breasts hanging down, her waist muscles squeezed
together. I massaged her breasts with my hands, and she said, "Don't move, or I won't be able to move." So I stopped,
closed my eyes, and enjoyed her movements. At first, she slowly moved down, and I felt my penis slowly
descend from the glans, being wrapped by her vagina all the way to the base. I squinted at her; she squatted down, her hands on her knees,
letting her buttocks sway downwards. I also occasionally wiggled my buttocks to meet her descending vulva.
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