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An experience of meeting someone online 

At 6:00 AM sharp, the bustling square was packed. It was the weekend, no wonder it was the provincial capital with tens of millions of people. Damn it, was I out of my mind to choose this godforsaken place to meet? How am I supposed to recognize anyone?
Never mind, I squatted down under the statue of Chairman Mao, pulled out a "Sunshine" cigarette, took out my Zippo lighter, and lit it. I took a satisfying drag, remembering a question a netizen had asked me: "Are you sunny?" I replied, "I'm very sunny, because I smoke Sunshine every day..."
That silly girl immediately disappeared... 6:23 PM, damn! They're not going to stand me up, are they...? I flicked away my third cigarette butt, pulled out my phone, and before I could dial, it rang by itself. Looking at the number, hehe... an idea came to me.
"Hey, where are you? I've never waited this long for anyone before." "Sorry, sorry, there was a bit of traffic. I'm here now. Where are you?" A slightly hoarse voice came from the phone. Her Mandarin was quite standard. "I'm under the Chairman's portrait. Yes, just look at who's the tallest, that's me..." (Don't blame me for being arrogant, people here are generally not very tall, and at 182cm, I'm already quite tall.)
While on the phone, I kept an eye on my surroundings and noticed a girl walking towards me while talking on the phone. Hmm... not bad, about 163cm tall. I have a strange habit of judging women by their feet first. She was wearing a pair of elegant black suede ankle boots, and her legs were quite nice.
Moving upwards, she was wearing a dark linen skirt that just went past her knees, with a brown belt around her waist. She was wearing a light green tank top, and her skin had that characteristic fair complexion of the women here. I squinted and lingered on her chest for a moment; it wasn't large, maybe a 32B at most. I don't really like women with big breasts, especially the feeling of those surging waves in bed—it's not very appealing.
Finally… my gaze settled on her face. She wasn't particularly beautiful, with an oval face, round, cute eyes, a small nose, and lips that looked a bit large with a touch of lip gloss. I couldn't help but think about the allure of women with big mouths. My little brother was already starting to stir uncontrollably. Damn it!! Behave yourself… don't embarrass me!
I took a deep breath and walked up to her with a smile: "Xia Tian?" She laughed: "Wow, I didn't expect you to be so tall. I thought you were kidding me." Seriously!!! Almost 75.9% of online friends say this as their first line when they meet. Isn't it annoying...? I'm tired of answering: "I can't help it, my biggest advantage is that I'm honest." "Haha, I don't think so."
"Have you been waiting long?"
"It's okay, being late is a beauty's privilege."
"You're not bad either, quite handsome."
...My face flushed slightly. This woman is quite generous. I guess tonight will be interesting. I secretly touched the room key in my pocket. It was for a place I borrowed from a friend; we call that place our "brothel"!!
"Have you eaten?" "Not yet." "Let's go then, how about KFC?" "Okay, whatever you want."
Walking down the street, I secretly glanced at her from behind. Hmm, long hair, tied in a ponytail, not too thin or fat, with a slightly upturned bottom… I swallowed hard… and once again ordered my little brother to behave.
Same old routine, we ate at KFC on Chunxi Road. She had a small appetite; I don't know if it was to maintain her figure or just to appear reserved, but she only ate one chicken wing and a sundae. Then we went to Manabe for coffee and chatted about topics she was interested in.
I secretly checked the time; it was around 9 pm . What an awkward time, not too early, not too late. The coffee shop was playing nostalgic old English songs, and the conversation naturally drifted to music: "Whose songs do you like to listen to?" "It doesn't matter, as long as they sound good." "Whose songs do you usually sing?" "I sing Coco Lee's songs pretty well." "Really? I like her songs too, can you sing one for me?" "Huh? Here?" "Of course not, I know a place where you can sing really well, wanna go?" "Sure, how's your singing?" "Just kidding, I'm a great singer!" "Hehe, really? Don't give yourself away later..." (This is a joke/unintelligible text.) It's settled! She didn't even check the time; it seems her feelings for me have increased considerably.
I took a taxi to Huayu Karaoke on Xinhong Road (why here? Simple, because it's close to the "brothel"). Entering the lobby, since the private rooms were on the second floor, I walked up the stairs, casually offering her my arm for support. Her skin was nice, quite smooth, and she didn't show any aversion to my little gesture, so I couldn't help but smile slightly.
The lighting in the small private room was nice, predominantly blue, exactly my kind of color, hazy with a touch of melancholy. Just as I sat down, the door... The door opened, and a woman in a tight-fitting uniform, dressed as "Miss Gaspard," entered: "Excuse me for disturbing you, what would you two like to drink?" My little brother, hopelessly, raised his head... I couldn't be bothered with him. I turned to Xia Tian and smiled, asking, "Can we drink alcohol?" "Just a little bit," Xia Tian said hesitantly.
The slightly embarrassed look on her face sent a shiver down my spine. I personally believe that women's defenses drop by at least fifty percent after drinking, but unfortunately, my alcohol tolerance is unusually low; two bottles of beer and I'm drunk. Sigh... "Excuse me, half a dozen, please." "Okay, please wait a moment."
"Come on, cheers for summer!" I raised my glass, gazing tenderly into her eyes. She raised her glass a little shyly, saying "Thank you," but her gaze darted away after less than three seconds of eye contact. So cute… I thought to myself.
"After this winter, will you still be the same as before…" She sang quite well, especially the high notes, very naturally. Clap clap… "Not bad, not bad! Are you kidding me? You must be a vocal student!" Praise is free, so I just kept showering her with compliments. "No way, you're exaggerating. If you say that again, I won't dare sing anymore," Summer blushed again. Hehe, interesting. It's rare to meet such an innocent girl these days.
After singing Eason Chan's "Next Year Today," I fell silent again. Every time I sing this song, I think of unhappy things from the past. I can't help it. "You looked so melancholy just now," Summer broke the silence. I smiled: "Melancholy is my nature, happiness is my mask." "You're being cheeky again. By the way, I still don't know your name. Don't you want to know mine?"
"A name is just a label. As long as you remember what I look like, why do you need to remember my name?"
"Ugh, you're being so profound again. I can't stand you." She pulled a pack of "DJ" cigarettes from her small brown bag and continued looking for a lighter.
"Don't bother. Based on my observation, the probability of a woman carrying a lighter is less than forty percent." I took out my lighter, lit it for her, and casually put one in my mouth.
"You want to smoke this too? Hehe, my classmates said it's bad for guys to smoke this... They say it has sperm-killing properties," she hesitated for a moment before saying the last part.
"Really? That's great, I can even save money on condoms now," she said, skillfully lighting her cigarette with a Zippo lighter and elegantly exhaling a large smoke ring. "Haha, shamelessness is truly something even ghosts fear." Strangely, this time she didn't blush; instead, she looked at me and smiled, her eyes holding a familiar glint—a glint called "ambiguity."
Is that enough? Hehe, only two bottles of beer. Looks like this girl's alcohol tolerance isn't that great. Looking at the time, it's almost midnight. I can't sing anymore; my voice is hoarse, and my head is spinning. Alright, if I drink any more, I won't be able to get anything done today. I went out, paid the bill, and returned to the private room. "Let's go, okay?" She nodded and stood up, slightly unsteady. I put my hand on her waist and helped her out. Going down the stairs, she practically leaned on me.
On the way back, I held her hand. We walked silently along the slightly chilly night road. Perhaps silence spoke louder than words :) The house was near Xinhua Park, only about a 10-minute walk away. Inside, I didn't turn on the lights. The dim moonlight streamed in through the window. I gently embraced her. She didn't speak, but silently embraced me back, her body trembling slightly.
I gently stroked her forehead, eyes, and nose with my fingers, finally stopping at her lips. She trembled even more violently. "Do you like me?" I whispered in her ear, kissing her earlobe as I did so. "Mmm," she managed to utter only one word before falling silent, her lips sealed by mine. My mouth tasted faintly of beer mixed with a hint of lemon and DJ music. I greedily pushed my tongue deeper, and slowly, she began to reciprocate. I felt as if our tongues, and even our souls, were intertwined. After what seemed like an eternity, our frenzied kissing subsided, and we both began to breathe heavily. I turned on a small blue lamp and led her into the bedroom.
Suddenly, she said, "I still don't know your name." I was speechless… When did you ask me that? "Now you can call me husband," I said, maintaining my smile, then pushed her onto the bed and slowly pressed myself against her, kissing her smooth neck while my hands slid up her legs. The skin on her thighs was incredibly smooth, captivating me.
Under my onslaught, she let out soft moans, ignoring my penis which had protested countless times. I continued to explore her body slowly and deliberately, gently removing her clothes and unhooking her white bra. Her breasts weren't large, but they were quite delicate, my type. I lowered my face and tentatively licked her small nipple with my tongue, causing her body to tremble involuntarily. "So sensitive," I thought to myself with a smirk. I hadn't even used my special technique yet…
I sucked half of her breast, nipple and all, into my mouth, then circled my tongue around it. This time, the intense stimulation caused her to react even more strongly, as if she had been suddenly electrocuted. "Ah!!" she cried out, trying to move my lips away with both hands, but she seemed to be wasting her time. I grabbed her hands and easily lifted them up.
My tongue ravaged her nipples with force, and she cried out while writhing. I slowly sucked for about two minutes until her body went limp. Her hands stopped moving, only pressing my head down, seemingly wanting me to lick her nipples more vigorously.
I smiled inwardly. I propped myself up and looked at her face. Her face was flushed, and she was panting heavily, her dazed eyes looking at me helplessly. I knew she had completely surrendered, only hoping I would treat her gently. So, I roughly pulled down her skirt and took off her boots.
I lifted her onto the pillow. Like her underwear, she wore a small white panty, the kind that was slightly transparent. I knew she was already very wet down there, and my little brother had been holding back for so long; it deserved some enjoyment.
"Can you help me feel good?" I said in as gentle a tone as possible. "What?" she asked indistinctly.
"Use your mouth."
"Huh? I don't know how."
"It's okay, it's very simple. Just put it in your mouth, that way I won't hurt you later, okay?"
She nodded and obediently crawled over. She wrapped her mouth around my little brother, wow...it feels so good. I wasn't wrong about her, her mouth is big enough. Little brother, you should be satisfied now. But...wait a minute!!! It hurts!!! Oh my god! Why are you using your teeth???? I endured the pain and rescued my little brother from her "mouth". "You've really never done this before?"
She shook her head, looking at me innocently. "I only did it once with my ex-boyfriend, and I've never done it again. I really don't know how."
Okay, okay, I'll get straight to the point. I took out a condom from my wallet and put a raincoat on my little brother, which had just regained some strength. "...You...please be gentler, okay?" She looked at my movements with some fear. "I can pull gently, but it might not like that." I tore down her last bit of barrier, parted her legs, and my little brother, probably already red-eyed with rage, thrust in!
"Ah!!" she screamed, "It hurts!" What
are you yelling for? It's not even halfway in yet. Although that's what I thought, I could definitely feel how tight she was down there. It seems she wasn't lying to me; she's only experienced this once. I patiently stroked her body slowly, whispering sweet nothings in her ear to help her relax. It took almost five minutes to fully penetrate her. Her body was completely relaxed now, and experience told me I could let loose. I
started thrusting confidently. Her moans were very soft, clearly a deliberate attempt to suppress them. What a shy woman. After about ten minutes of piston-like movements, I felt a little tired, and my little brother was starting to feel the strain.
So, I rested on top of her for a while, then started to slowly thrust, silently counting in my head: 1, 2, 3, 4… This is a method I invented to distract myself, I'm sharing it here, j. 121, 122… 123… 124… Just as I was about to count to 200, she finally couldn't hold back anymore. Her low moans couldn't stop the pleasure from coming. While I was concentrating on "doing math," she cried out "Ah!" and suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck, biting my shoulder. I freaking aw!!!!!!! I grabbed her hair and slammed her head onto the pillow. Looking down, I saw a ring of bloody teeth marks. Damn it!! Her teeth are still pretty healthy...
I took a breath, thought for a moment, and turned her over so I was safe. I confidently entered her from behind. It felt so good... I could go in deeper from behind, and with each thrust, I could feel her bouncy buttocks squeezing my penis. It felt so good! At that moment, I forgot all about math problems and just kept thrusting in, one
after another, under my frenzied onslaught. Poor "Summer" had completely collapsed. Her hair was disheveled, her teeth were tightly gripping the pillowcase, and her hands were wrapped around my arms tightly. She was humming incoherently. I was enjoying myself so much that I didn't care about her anymore. About 10 minutes later, I felt my climax was approaching. Just as I was about to take a breather, "Summer" suddenly started twisting her buttocks from side to side. I guessed her climax had arrived too, and she stopped holding back and screamed loudly—I'd conservatively estimate the volume was around 90 decibels!
After she did that, my little brother couldn't take it anymore. The overwhelming pleasure of orgasm was almost unbearable. I used all my strength to thrust a few more times, letting out a low growl: "Ahhhhhh!!!" The semen that had been held back for so long finally gushed out—one spurt, two spurts, three spurts… I held the woman tightly in my arms, closed my eyes, and savored this brief moment of pleasure. Finally, I finished ejaculating…
Accompanying the pleasure was an endless feeling of weakness. I climbed off "Summer," took off the condom, and tossed it aside. Seeing that she was still in a semi-conscious state, I didn't bother with her anymore. I got out of bed, took a shower, smoked two cigarettes, and turned on the CD player—Jay's new disc that I had just bought. I like
"We are all sinners, committing different sins. Can I decide who is right and who should sleep…" Merciful Father, I have fallen into a kingdom where sin is invisible. Please forgive my arrogance…
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