38C Beer Girl

Yesterday, I went to our usual seafood restaurant with a group of close friends. As soon as I stepped inside, my eyes lit up! A new waitress had arrived: a delicate oval face, bright eyes, and fair skin… Her smile was sweet, though she seemed a little shy and reserved.
Her figure was also amazing! A low-cut, tight-fitting dress accentuated her alluring breasts (I'd estimate at least a C-cup, maybe more), revealing her sexy shoulders and cleavage. Her waist was incredibly slim, the thin fabric clinging perfectly to her body; the narrow skirt reached about halfway up her thighs…
Seeing this, my girlfriend walked into the restaurant, and I quickly averted my gaze… (Although my girlfriend is also beautiful, she always keeps herself very covered up and never allows me to look at other girls).
My seat was in a blind spot (all my girlfriend's fault), so I couldn't see the waitress often. But I still managed to steal a few glances. Her dress was completely open at the back, revealing almost two-thirds of her beautiful back.
Her skin was incredibly white and smooth, and the curves of her legs were captivating… It was a pity she was wearing a long knee brace on her right leg, but just looking at what was exposed was enough to make me hard for ages.
“Would you like some wine?” “Would you like any other drinks or juice?” “Thank you!”
Because there were several girls at our table, she didn’t linger; but her sweet voice had already left me wanting more. While I was stealing glances
at her alluring figure at other tables, I imagined what her sweet voice would sound like in bed: “Ohh
... Surprisingly, my blind spot allowed me a perfect view of her graceful figure. My girlfriend had just gone to the restroom, and no one else seemed to be paying much attention to me, so I boldly stared at her perfect face and body: she loosened her ponytail, letting her beautiful long hair fall naturally, making her fair back and shoulders appear even more alluring through the strands. She charmingly smoothed her hair, picked up her drink from the table, and took a sip; her pretty face was so delicate and pleasing.
She tied her hair back up, adjusted her clothes slightly, and was about to disappear from my sight again. Suddenly, she stopped and reached out to adjust the knee brace on her right leg (it turned out to be gauze). She lifted her right leg, stepping on a nearby cardboard box, and her slender hands busily smoothed and adjusted the gauze. As her beautiful legs moved backward, the short skirt pulled up, even the left side of the hem rose higher…
She carefully adjusted the gauze, but the skirt only rose higher… My heart pounded… I could already see under her skirt, vaguely making out her light-colored panties (though the light was dim, they were probably white or light blue). She was completely unaware that someone was watching, and maintained that position for a long time as she adjusted herself. I leered at her, imagining myself pounce on her behind the screen and taking her right there…
I couldn't taste the food afterward; the beautiful scene kept replaying in my mind; the dress seemed to become transparent in my eyes, and I could almost see her sexy light blue panties, clinging to her firm and alluring buttocks; and her long, flawless legs…
Several tables at the next table ordered more bottles of wine, and she was standing right in my line of sight, but with my girlfriend sitting next to me, I couldn't stare too brazenly. One of the customers got drunk and wouldn't let go of her. Although she dodged quickly and wasn't groped, one of her hands was still firmly held, and she couldn't break free. The other staff members seemed used to it and didn't seem to intend to intervene. By this time, there weren't many customers
left in the store, and no one offered to help her. My girlfriend gently nudged me, gesturing for me to help (my girlfriend is incredibly righteous; whether it's someone not giving up their seat on the bus or everyone smoking in public, she'll always tell me to step in). Although I've suffered quite a few times standing up for my girlfriend before, the thought of being a hero secretly thrilled me.
I swaggered over to the table, glared fiercely at the drunken guy, pried his hand off, and yelled, "Excuse me! I need to use the restroom!" I took the opportunity to grab the woman's hand and pull her away, then headed to the restroom alone. I could hear the snickers from the other table, and my mind was still lingering on the image of that woman's delicate, boneless hands…
I stayed in the restroom for almost ten minutes. When I came out, the table where the drunken outburst had started was gone; they'd obviously lost face.
Actually, I was quite worried. What if they suddenly turned violent? I wouldn't be able to handle it.
"Thank you…" the woman said, quickly approaching me as I came out. Up close, she was breathtakingly beautiful, but since my girlfriend was watching, I could only offer a few perfunctory words and quickly return to my seat. Unexpectedly, there were several bottles of alcohol on our table. It turned out my girlfriend had decided to go all the way and support the woman (even though I'd probably have to pay for the drinks).
We were the most heavily intoxicated in the restaurant, so the woman tried to stay near our table to avoid further trouble. The air conditioning in the corner was cold, and my girlfriend offered her a short jacket, which matched her dress perfectly. I made an excuse that I had to drive and didn't drink, but actually, I wanted to stay sober and admire the beautiful woman at the table.
My girlfriend quickly got drunk, and the others followed suit. I took out my credit card to pay (the guy who was supposed to treat us was drunk), helped my girlfriend and two friends into the car, and went back to the store to get my card and receipt.
"Sir, this jacket..." she said, already taking it off to give me. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me, an idea struck me: "It's okay, you can wear it for now, it's so cold." I took out my wallet and gave her my business card.
"You can return it to us another day, otherwise you'll get harassed by customers dressed so sexily." With my girlfriend not around, I was speaking more boldly.
"...Thank you..." she blushed as she accepted the card. Looking at her cute appearance, I couldn't help but get hard again.
After finally getting everyone home, I drove back to my apartment. While reminiscing about the beautiful woman, I lamented that my girlfriend had drunk too much (we were supposed to have sex last night). Just then, my phone rang: an unfamiliar number. I answered, and a beautiful voice came through: "Is this Mr. Chen?"
My heart skipped a beat; it sounded a bit like that beautiful woman. "This is me, may I ask who you are?" I suppressed my excitement and asked calmly.
"Excuse me, I borrowed your jacket today... I'm sorry to call you at this hour..."
"Oh, it's okay, I'm still awake. Don't rush to return the jacket!" I glanced at my watch; it was indeed quite late.
"Excuse me, I didn't need to return the jacket... My... my motorcycle broke down... Could you... help me..."
"Where is it? I'll come right now." My heart warmed, and I blurted out. A beautiful woman alone offered me help; how could I refuse? Then I added, "Is it safe where you are? Are there any shops nearby?"
After confirming the location, I told her to wait at a nearby convenience store, and I sped off. When I arrived, I first moved her motorcycle to the convenience store entrance (about 300 meters uphill), locked it, and checked everything to make sure it was secure before driving her away. She was still wearing my girlfriend's jacket, but she had changed her skirt into a knee-length one.
"Thank you, you're so kind..." she said softly. I turned to look at her, and wow, she was stunning! The car was dark, which made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate.
"It's nothing, just a small favor... I haven't asked your name yet?" I slowed down, hoping to have a little more time alone with her.
"My name is Shuting... Li Shuting. Li as in 'wood,' Shu as in 'virtuous,' and Ting as in 'woman.'" (To protect the person in question,
I'm using a pseudonym here. Her name sounds much more elegant. However, one of the three characters is her real name.)
We chatted idly the whole way, and although the drive wasn't long, it took almost half an hour because I deliberately dragged it out.
"Do you want to come up? I'll make you some coffee..." she asked me when we arrived at Shuting's apartment building. I figured I didn't need to say the answer.
Shuting lived alone in a small apartment. A small single bed, two wooden wardrobes, and a dressing table next to it.
"Sorry, it's a bit messy..." Actually, it was much tidier than my girlfriend's room. She went into the bathroom. I helped her unfold a small folding coffee table, sat on the carpet, and looked around casually.
Shuting came out of the bathroom. She was only wearing the low-cut dress she wore in the dining room. In her hands were my girlfriend's coat
and the knee-length skirt she had taken off. My gaze was slightly lower than the hem of her skirt, and her alluring thighs were exposed before my eyes. She busied herself making coffee and washing cups, her skirt swaying with each step. Her underwear was indeed light blue.
She sat down, smoothing her skirt. We chatted while waiting for our coffee.
"What happened to your knee? Is it serious?" I asked now, her right leg still wrapped in gauze.
"I fell off my motorcycle a few days ago... and tore my favorite jeans..." she said regretfully, removing the gauze as she did so. "My senior said that keeping the wound bandaged would prevent scarring... Look..." The gauze lay scattered beside her, revealing a small patch of peeling skin and some clotted bleeding on her alluring knee.
"Does it still hurt?" I boldly touched the skin near her wound. Her delicate and alluring legs were incredibly smooth.
"It's okay... it doesn't hurt as much today..." I gently massaged her leg, carefully avoiding any areas that might aggravate the wound. My left hand gently massaged her right calf, while my right hand gradually moved upwards towards her knee. Her legs were so soft and tender.
Shuting's eyes were closed. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her cherry-like lips breathed softly.
I kissed her.
Time seemed to stand still. Shuting's lips were so warm and moist. My heart seemed to stop too.
Time began to flow again. My tongue explored her lovely little mouth, and Shuting's fragrant tongue responded eagerly. I pulled her up, my hands roaming and caressing her smooth, beautiful back. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her breasts rubbing against my chest.
Shuting's body grew increasingly hot, her beautiful legs clamping tightly around me.
"You're so beautiful." "You're so naughty," we said simultaneously. Shuting's pretty face flushed, revealing adorable dimples.
"I didn't expect you to be the big pervert," she said coquettishly, giving me a playful glare.
"I..." I was about to launch into some sweet talk when Shuting's beautiful eyes closed again.
Our lips met.
Her dress had only one zipper. I slowly unzipped it. The dress slid down Shuting's beautiful body. Her breasts stood erect, trembling. The areolas were pink, and the nipples were small and alluring (she wasn't wearing a bra). I carried Shuting to the bed, her beautiful eyes half-open, biting her lower lip, her small mouth softly uttering: "...You...be...gentle..."
Shuting was only wearing her light blue panties. While admiring the beauty before me, I quickly stripped off my clothes. Shuting glanced at my penis, let out a soft moan, and her cheeks flushed even more.
My fingers gently caressed her body before I kissed her lips. Shuting's delicate body writhed slightly with my caresses, helping me explore her erogenous zones. I kissed her snow-white neck, nibbled at her
earlobe, and licked her collarbone 　　…
“Ah ... 　　"Shuting...you're so beautiful..." I tried to insert my finger. 　　Shuting was still a virgin. 　　"Shuting?" 　　She understood the question in my voice and nodded gently. 　　Without hesitation, I inserted my most swollen penis ever into Shuting's tight little hole. 　　"Shuting, I'm sorry, it might hurt..." I kissed her lips and thrust my penis in forcefully. 　　Shuting bit my lip in pain. Tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes. I tried to stay still, keeping my penis inside her. I relaxed my lips slightly, and Shuting opened her large, dizzy, tearful eyes, looking at me sadly: "It hurts! See how you're going to make it up to me!" 　　"I'm sorry...I was too rough..." I stammered an apology. 　　We were tightly pressed together, and my hands began their assault on various places again. 　　My mouth uttered sweet words as best it could. 　　I tried to move my penis. 　　"It hurts! Slower... um... um... it's... okay... um..." 　　"Um... ha... um... oh... ah... it hurts a little... ah... um..." 　　"Oh... ah~~~ ah~~~ um... ah~~~ oh 　　~~~ ah~~~~ ah~~~~" "Oh~ ah~~~ um~~~ ah~~~~ faster~~~ ah~~~" Shuting gradually got used to it and it hurt less. 　　" 　　Ah 　　...　　　　　　　　　　　　Although her tight little hole almost made me lose control several times, I wanted to make her first time perfect. I continued thrusting. 　　"Shuting...can I ejaculate inside?" I asked. 　　She covered her face with her hands in embarrassment and nodded gently. 　　" 　　Ah ...

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