Nights when you need to vent

Summer was almost over, but the weather remained sweltering. With nothing to do on this lazy evening, I met up with some friends for dinner. Passing the hotel downstairs, the salesman who lived there was standing at the door, a smirk playing on his lips. His long, slender legs were outlined in sexy curves by his tight jeans.
Finally, the car arrived at the hotel. We found a private room, and I sat in the innermost one. Xiaoqing's breasts pressed against my arm as I sat down. Feng whispered in my ear, "Your breasts are so big..." while lewdly grinning at Xiaoqing. I pushed him away, "Go away..." San'er was also laughing lewdly across from me, making gestures as if to touch my breasts, as if deliberately trying to annoy me while I was driving.

"Xiaoqing, come play with us!" I said casually, beckoning her. She seemed hesitant, but kept muttering,

"Where to?" I put my arm around her waist and led her to the car. She struggled, but was powerless, and got in half-heartedly.

I drove around the city, and those lecherous guys couldn't contain themselves any longer, groping her. I saw her being harassed between two men in the rearview mirror, and heard her screams. Feng's hand was already inside her clothes, groping her haphazardly. I'd heard this girl was very wild, spouting business talk but deep down she was lewd. Those guys were so bold; they'd probably already taken advantage of her countless times. The meal was

quite warm, and with a woman drinking with us, the alcohol went down quickly. Xiaoqing could really hold her liquor; no wonder she was in sales. The two brothers were determined to get Xiaoqing drunk, but they weren't up to the task. After a few drinks, they became incoherent, their faces flushed and radiating towards their round, bulging breasts. If they had sat next to Xiaoqing, they probably would have already made a move.

Xiaoqing's face was also bright red, and she pressed her body against mine. She picked up her glass: "Come on, big brother," she said, giving me a flirtatious look. "Cheers!" I picked up my glass and downed it. Xiaoqing hesitated; there was more than two ounces of liquor in the glass. San'er, standing beside her, encouraged her: "Cheers! Even Xie-ge has to drink it all!" Xiaoqing couldn't resist and downed it in one gulp, coughing repeatedly. She covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom.

The three of us laughed at the sight of her butt darting out. "Xie-ge, let's take her to a hotel later," Feng said to me. "Why would we need a hotel? She already has one!" San'er exclaimed.

Seeing that we had stopped talking, he was about to say something when he realized something was wrong. He turned around and saw Xiaoqing standing behind him. We all burst into laughter.

Driving back, I parked the car, and Xiaoqing insisted that I take her for a drive. Feng and San'er reluctantly got out of the car, clearly unwilling. But they still gave me the chance.
I lifted her waist, leaned back, and she pressed herself against me. She quickly got into character, thrusting rhythmically, making exaggerated moans. My hands skillfully played with her breasts, watching her wanton expression. She quickly got tired and stopped. I thrust upwards from below; this position wasn't strenuous, but it felt amazing. Her upper body was already on top of me, her breasts swaying and rubbing against my chest—it felt incredible. I thrust quickly, faster and faster. "Can you cum inside?" I asked her at the crucial moment. "Mmm..." Actually, it was pointless for me to ask; with her answer, I had already ejaculated inside her, and she collapsed onto me.

The car drove slowly through the night. Xiaoqing and I chatted idly, but I could remember everything we said. It felt dull and uninspiring.

Finally, we stopped by the roadside. The road was quiet, with only the occasional car passing by. The moonlight shone down, making her rosy face clearly visible. I couldn't resist leaning in and pressing my hand against hers. Her face was warm, and her lips smelled of wine. She let out a soft moan, and my hand naturally moved to her breasts, gently exploring them through her clothes. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes fluttering occasionally. Her breasts were really large; one hand could only cover half of them. My palm slid across the center of her breasts, feeling their slight firmness. Her body was completely limp. I reclined the seat, and she gasped briefly before falling silent. My hand slipped under her clothes, immediately feeling her warm skin. She tried to stop me, but her hand slid down weakly. The real touch was intense. When I fully possessed her breasts, I couldn't help but admire them. They were truly exquisite breasts, round, full, soft, and elastic, with two hard gems set in the center. Every squeeze made her body tremble and quiver.

It was such a beautiful day; even with her clothes completely off, she didn't feel cold. She gently let me lift her shirt to cover her face. She seemed quite happy, clutching the shirt tightly as if afraid it would fall off. Admiring such a drunken, exposed body under the moonlight was an exquisite pleasure. I moved closer, pressing myself against her, and couldn't resist sucking hard with my mouth. Her soft moans caused my lower body to quickly swell, hardening against her thigh. I deliberately moved, aligning it with her cleft, thrusting rhythmically. I unzipped her pants; the space was too small, making the movement surprisingly difficult. It took several tries to pull them down.

Her body cooperated perfectly. Although I didn't say a word during this process, it seemed that everything I did was what she wanted. Her hand reached down to my groin, grabbing my erection.

Her small hands were soft and nimble, quickly pulling it out of my pants. I could almost feel the coolness of the sudden exposure to the air. She lifted her leg and guided it towards my groin. I adjusted my position repeatedly—it was quite a difficult maneuver! My left hand gripped her breast, my right hand supported her leg, and guided by her small hand, my erection finally found its place. With a thrust, she let out a soft moan as I felt my penis enter a moist, tight, and slippery space. Once inside her, we both relaxed, simply pressing our lower bodies together. I moved slowly at first, savoring the pleasure of each thrust, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

My hands gripped her full breasts as I thrust forcefully. Although the pants slightly hindered the sensation, it was nothing compared to the intense pleasure.

"Is it comfortable?" I tried to keep my tone as gentle as possible, but my lower body was attacking fiercely. She actually laughed... I thrust even harder, feeling the car shake from my thrusts. "Say it!" "Mmm...mmm...comfortable..." She managed to squeeze out a few words... I flaunted my movements, sometimes forceful, sometimes gentle, sometimes a storm, her breasts being kneaded beyond recognition. I grabbed the backrest and stopped. "Do you prefer me going fast, or slow?" I asked her provocatively, pulling back the clothes covering her face. She opened her eyes, then closed them again, shaking her head. "Say it..." I thrust in twice forcefully. She murmured "Ah...ah." "Faster..." a voice like a mosquito's buzz... I adjusted my body, gripped the backrest with both hands, took a deep breath, and thrust quickly... She groaned softly… Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her thigh—damn, a leg cramp… The pain quickly overshadowed the excitement in my brain. I pulled out of her body, straightened my clothes, and rubbed my calf. I looked at her with a wry smile. She lay there for a few seconds before starting to tidy her clothes.
The car stopped at the hotel. “Are you going home?” she asked me, her eyes conveying something—was her desire still burning? “I’m not going home. Can I stay at your place for the night?” Xiaoqing nodded.

Entering the room, I eagerly pushed her onto the bed. “Turn off the light first.” “No, I want to see you in the light.” She wouldn’t agree, but she had no other choice. Only then did I have time to examine her closely. She had long hair, large eyes, a high nose, and well-proportioned lips, but unfortunately, her cheekbones were a bit high, detracting from her beauty. I gently opened her body. After the battle half an hour earlier, she completely trusted me. Under the light, her breasts were even more alluring, though the marks of my fingers still lingered on them. Her body was actually rather thin, but not exactly thin; she was more of a bony frame with less flesh. Her pubic hair was dark and long, and her labia were somewhat thin. Her buttocks weren't large, but they were incredibly soft. I squeezed that softness a few more times.

"Have you seen enough? Go turn off the light." I quickly unpacked her, turned off the light, and pressed myself against her again.

The excitement was probably too intense; I couldn't ejaculate. The hardness inside her little hole no longer felt like much; only the thrill of conquest drove me to thrust harder and harder. My hands lifted her buttocks from under her, grasping her soft spot, allowing me to penetrate even deeper. I could even feel the impact of my hard penis in my hands.

Her hands caressed my body, unconsciously touching my penis. "You were so good just now, why are you soft now…" she mocked. I touched her breasts without answering, only increasing the pressure. "Ah…you…" I rubbed my soft penis against her body, but sometimes it just wouldn't obey. The more I wanted it to get up, the lazier it became. It took a while to regain my erection.

I got up and brought it to Xiaoqing's lips. In the darkness, I sensed her hesitation, but I wouldn't allow her to refuse. I guided her head and inserted myself. She struggled a few times before obediently sucking. Her technique wasn't great, but the stimulation was intense, and I quickly became hard. I sat on her breasts, feeling their softness against my buttocks. She licked diligently, seemingly as a reward for such a good response, kissing me extensively until I felt a little tired, but the pleasure was incredibly intense. I lifted her legs and inserted myself, her juices flowing freely. I was surprised by her strong desire; it was easy to thrust, yet the friction was minimal.

I fucked her quickly, accompanied by the creaking of the bed. Her moans fueled my excitement. The room echoed with the sounds of flesh colliding.

She plugged my opening with tissue, first cleaning my penis, then carefully wiping her own opening. After cleaning, she lay down beside me.

I lost track of time, having made love to someone I had just met that night. I needed to understand her a little to get by, so I put my arm around her and listened to her tell me her story.

It turned out she had just graduated from university and had applied for this job in Beijing, which was why she had come to this unfamiliar place. She was from Henan, and had a boyfriend in college with whom she had given her everything, but they had to break up upon graduation, which was why she took this job. The hardships of sales and her loneliness had nowhere to go, and one drunken night she met me, someone who also needed to vent.

"Just this once, don't tell anyone, and don't let anyone know," she told me as she was leaving the next morning.

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