A romantic encounter a few years ago

This happened several months ago, at the end of the year. I went to Inner Mongolia, took a train from Inner Mongolia to Beijing, and then flew back to Xiamen. On my way back, I was waiting at Beijing Airport, sitting in the departure lounge, fiddling with my new Motorola E6 and listening to music. A girl, around 20 years old, sat opposite me. I noticed her looking at me, and when our eyes met, she looked away a little shyly (I'm not super handsome, but I often get glanced at by women in public), so I didn't think much of it at the time; after

all, ordinary women like her are everywhere. Finally, I boarded, found my seat, put my luggage away, and sat down. I don't know if it was a coincidence, or a coincidence, or a coincidence—it was a very coincidental coincidence (you might doubt the veracity of this story now, but it's true)—and I noticed that the girl from the departure lounge, dragging a bunch of luggage, was looking at me. But this time, her gaze was different. She came over, pointed to the seat next to me, and said, "I think this is my seat." (Because my seat was by the window), after she finished speaking, she looked at her ticket and then asked me if we could switch seats. My friend was flying for the first time and wanted to see the scenery. (It was so dark at night, I don't know what scenery they wanted to see. Ugh.) That's when I noticed there was another girl behind her, who was quite pretty. So, I put on my manly act and said to them, "Okay. I'll sit on the outside. You two sit on the inside." They put their luggage away and sat next to me. Well, because of my cold and the crowded boarding area, I had a bit of a headache, so I took out my medicine and water, took a Contac tablet, and waited for takeoff.

The plane was almost ready to take off when I started paying attention to the two girls next to me. The girl next to me, after a closer look, seemed pretty good-looking, just a little chubby, quite cute. (I don't know if all men are like this or if I'm just a pervert, but seeing a woman's figure makes me think about what it would be like to sleep with her, I feel like a bad guy.) So I started chatting with her. At first, they just gave me a few perfunctory replies, their heads constantly turned towards the window. They were talking in Hokkien about the lights outside, the airport runway, and stuff like that. Seriously, it was so dark, I had no idea what they could see. That's when I started peeking at their chests. Not bad, quite perky, both of them about the same size. They only looked away from the dark window when the plane took off. I asked them if it was their first time flying, and what they were doing in Beijing. They told me they were from Quanzhou, visiting friends, and had come by train. They only found out on the way back that plane tickets were only 600-something yuan. They felt it was a waste to take the train and wanted to experience flying. Later, I asked them their names. I forgot the other girl's name because I didn't contact her afterward; she was the one sitting next to me, the one I mentioned at the beginning of the article, named Lily. Okay, since Lily was sitting next to me, we talked quite a bit. Later I found out she also had a cold, so I asked her if she wanted some cold medicine. She said yes, so I took out my Contac and gave her one, then gave her another one, telling her to take another after she got off the plane. It seems she only took my medicine because she thought I wasn't a bad person. After that, we chatted about a lot of trivial things, and finally I learned her phone number and QQ.

Because I had a bad cold, my body couldn't take it while the plane was high in the air. I had a constant runny nose, and Lily was the same; we both had the same symptoms. It was very uncomfortable. (When you're sick, you have absolutely no interest in women.) So after that, we barely talked. Until the plane landed, I quickly hailed a taxi home, took some medicine, and went to sleep.

The next day, my cold was a little better. I tried sending Lily a message, and she replied. I asked her if she wanted to come to Xiamen, since Quanzhou isn't far from Xiamen, only a little over an hour's drive. She said yes. So I asked when she was free. She said she was free tomorrow. I told her that if she wanted to come tomorrow, she should call me and I'd book a hotel for her.

Haha, this is promising! I've already planned how to get her, but then again, if she really comes, I'm not worried about not being able to get her. So, after waiting for three days, Lily sent me a message saying that her sister got married yesterday. She said she could come over yesterday, she'd be here soon. She asked where I should pick her up. I said I'd already booked a hotel, and she should call me when she got in the car. She called me again later to tell me she was in the car. So I went to a nearby four-star hotel, booked a room, and waited for her. She later texted me asking how many beds the room had. I replied that it had two beds, because I can't bring a girl home, and I'm worried about leaving her alone in a hotel. She replied that it was okay.

So, in the hotel room, I started thinking about how to have sex with her, and eventually fell asleep. Lily's phone call woke me up; she said she'd arrived at the station, so I told her to take a taxi over. I met her at the hotel entrance. I saw her there, and when she got out of the car, she was dressed nicely. Since it's around 20 degrees Celsius in Xiamen in December, she could wear relatively little. She was wearing a dress and black tights, a little sexy, a little cute. Like a cartoon character. Of course, not as fat.

We exchanged a few words and I took her to the room, telling her which bed was hers and which was mine. Actually, at that moment, I was only thinking about making love to her; I forgot what we were saying. Slowly, I climbed from my bed onto hers, and for the first time, we were alone so close. She seemed a little nervous, deliberately changing the subject, and my little brother slowly got hard. I told myself, take it slow. Don't rush, there's plenty of time tonight. It was almost dinnertime, so we went out to eat. After dinner, I asked her where she wanted to go, and she said anywhere was fine. So I called a car and took her to a bar, since it was only 8 or 9 pm. The bar was deserted and not fun at all. We ordered two beers, and she had a little too. After watching the bar's shows for a while, she said it was too boring and she'd rather go back and watch TV. I was so happy! That was exactly what I wanted, so we took a taxi back.

When we got to the hotel, she lay down on the bed and fiddled with the TV remote. I slowly climbed into her bed, and she asked me what I wanted to do. Dude, she knew the answer already. I said I wanted to watch TV with her. She didn't say anything. I asked her if her cold was better, and she said she still had some symptoms. So I got up, poured her a glass of water, and gave her some cold medicine. If only that were an aphrodisiac! Haha. So I climbed back into her bed. Slowly, my hands started to wander. I deliberately placed my hand on her chest. She told me to take it away, but I said it was okay, holding her would help me catch a cold. She continued watching her TV. So I slowly started moving my hand, stroking her chest up and down. She seemed to start reacting; her breathing became heavier. So I leaned close to her ear and gently blew on it, whispering, "Lily, I like you." She said, "You're crazy." Up until now, her eyes hadn't left the TV. Maybe she was too nervous to look at me, or… whatever. My hands couldn't stop. Slowly, my hand moved to her skirt. The skirt was short, and I could feel the rough texture of her stockings. My hand rested on her inner thigh, slowly stroking it. She squeezed her thighs together tightly and said, "Don't make a sound. I want to watch TV." I said, "I'm not making a sound. I'm just touching you." She glared at me, so I told her I loved her eyes, and then kissed them. Finally, I said I liked her lips too, and then leaned in to kiss her again. She tried to pull away, but I easily held her lips down. I kissed her lips; her mouth was tightly closed, and my tongue couldn't get in. Slowly, I managed to get my tongue in. Her breathing became heavy, and I knew she was aroused. I pulled away from her lips and said, "Aren't you hot wearing so many clothes?" I reached out to take off her clothes, but she said no. I said, "What woman is so dirty, sleeping in her clothes?" Then she said she'd take them off herself, and turned away to take off her outer garment. Now my hands wouldn't have to suffer from her clothes anymore. She was wearing a small tank top underneath her coat, and I said, "Take that off too." This time she still resisted, so I forcibly pulled it off. Haha. A pink bra. She glared at me again, pulled the blanket over herself, and turned her eyes back to the TV. Now she was only wearing a bra, pantyhose, and her underwear. I thought to myself, "Take it slow. Don't rush, I'll make you disappear one by one."

At this point, apart from her bra, her upper body was all flesh. Actually, Lily looked a little chubby, just with a round face; her body wasn't fat at all. My hands could finally touch flesh again—it had been so long since I'd had any meat, haha. Slowly, my hands gently caressed her skin, occasionally reaching her bra, the legendary breasts. My fingers began to venture inwards. She turned her head, looking at me with her alluring eyes, and said, "Don't make a fuss." I said, "I still haven't made a fuss." My hands continued their work. I said, "I want to see your breasts." Of course, she wouldn't allow it. "It's your business if you don't want to," I said, and suddenly pushed her bra up. Wow, finally I saw them! This time, she reacted even more strongly, forcefully pushing my hands away and pulling her bra back up. I wasn't going to let that happen, so I used my left hand to push up her other bra as well. Now both breasts were showing, haha. "So white," I said, "Let's take them all off." Not satisfied with just watching, I reached out to push the bra up further, trying to pull it all the way off. But it was impossible. She stopped resisting, probably realizing it was pointless, or perhaps she wanted it herself. She was still watching TV; I knew she wasn't really paying attention, just avoiding my gaze. I started figuring out how to take the bra off, and suddenly noticed a clasp in the middle. Ah, that was the trick! It came right off. Now her breasts were completely exposed. I easily pulled the bra off completely. Now I could finally get my hands on her nipples and gently squeeze them. A woman's breasts are incredibly sensitive. I saw her eyes slowly close; I knew she was enjoying it and completely surrendered herself to me. My mouth wasn't idle either; I kissed her right nipple. I could feel she was wet; her nipple was hard. Haha, so I switched sides and kissed her nipples again, my free hand touching her genitals through her stockings. It was so hot, hot enough to boil an egg, but the texture was still so rough. What kind of lousy pants were these? I wasn't satisfied until I took them off. So I crawled under the covers to take them off. After a few futile struggles, she let me pull off her stockings. Now she was only wearing a small white pair of panties. My head went back to her breasts, continuing to suckle. I looked closely at her nipples; they were actually quite pink, she definitely hadn't had sex much, after all, she was only 19. My other hand went back to her panties. The panties felt much better now. I stroked them up and down through the fabric. Because her legs were tightly closed, all I could feel was soft flesh; I couldn't find her vagina. It seemed I had no choice but to take them off, so I started to remove them. At this point, she reacted strongly, grabbing my hand and saying, "No!" "Just touch, don't take it off." I said, "I just want to look, to see if it looks good." She refused. I said, "Just a look, it won't kill you." So, under my domineering influence, I still took off her panties. Now she was completely naked. She closed her eyes again, her flushed face looking particularly alluring in the dim light of the hotel bedside lamp. I really wanted to have sex with her. My penis was already rock hard, but it wasn't enough. My hands hadn't had enough of touching her yet. Because she was completely naked, she had wrapped the blanket tightly around herself. While sucking on her breasts, I slipped one hand under the covers. This time I could touch her vagina. Although it was clenched tightly, I could still squeeze my hand in. Wow, it was so wet. I said to her, "Lily, you're so wet." "So you want to do it too?" she said. "You're talking nonsense." I said, "Look for yourself." "You've almost soaked the bed." She said, "No. No." I said, "Then I want to see." She said again, "No, no." I said, "How can you be like this? You won't even look yourself, can't you let someone else see?" So I pulled back the covers and spread her legs. Now her little sister was completely exposed to me. It turned out her labia were quite plump, tightly wrapping her vagina, and there was clearly some vaginal fluid flowing out. Because of the dim lighting, I didn't look too closely at the time. She grabbed my hand with one hand and covered her eyes with the other. (This is probably a case of burying one's head in the sand.) Aha, the sex officially begins now, so I pulled the covers back up. I kissed her again, and by this time she was very engaged, letting my tongue completely enter her mouth. We both had colds, would we infect each other? Who cares? At this point, even if it meant death, we had to do it. We swallowed each other's saliva, kissing for about two minutes. Then I went back to her breasts, squeezing them with one hand and sucking on them with my mouth. With my free hand, I touched her labia, but couldn't find her clitoris, probably because it was too small. So I inserted it into her vagina. I slowly moved in and out, it was so warm inside. There was so much vaginal fluid inside, and I noticed a prickly sensation inside the woman's vagina. I'd touched several women and they all had it; about two centimeters inside, there was a rough patch. My hand was full. I felt I couldn't hold back my penis any longer, so I took off my underwear. While I was taking off her clothes, I also took off my own outer garment and pants, and now my penis was finally free. It had been a long time since I'd had sex, and I wasn't sure if it would work out today. So I climbed to her feet, parted her legs, and placed my penis at the entrance of her vagina. She said "no" one last time, and this woman eventually became my lover, still calling me "husband" to this day. After rubbing my penis against her labia a few times, I aimed it at her vaginal opening, lowered my hips, and plunged it all the way in. Perhaps because of the abundant vaginal lubrication, it went in easily, feeling a bit loose. No wonder everyone wants to sleep with virgins. I slowly began thrusting, my hands pressing on her breasts, my lower body moving in and out mechanically. Because I hadn't been with a woman for over six months, I couldn't last more than a minute. I couldn't control myself; the pleasure surged to my head, and I ejaculated, all of it inside her vagina. Only now do I realize I didn't use a condom. I don't know if it was safe, or if she might get pregnant. Afterward, I lay down next to her, stroked her hair, and said, "Lily, will you be my wife?" She didn't answer, thought for a moment, and then said, "Okay. But don't bully me anymore." I said, "Damn, what would I do with you if I didn't bully you?" She glared at me and went to take a shower. After we showered, we cuddled and went to sleep. We originally wanted to do it again, but then we thought, tomorrow isn't the end of the world, and since we're still not cured, let's continue tomorrow... (We did it a total of 78 times in the next two days. Because of the Chinese New Year, we were too busy, otherwise I would have asked her to have sex again. Here's a question for everyone: each time I penetrate until ejaculation, it only takes 3-4 minutes. The longest it took the second and third times was only ten minutes. Once, when I tried to masturbate but couldn't ejaculate, I ejaculated after penetration for a short time. Is this considered premature ejaculation?)

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