One night in Beijing

On the second night after returning to Beijing, after a hearty meal and drinks, I wanted to go to a bar. I called a

girl I'd just met online, and she readily agreed, saying she was free too. We arranged to meet at the Di'anmen Shopping Mall at 9 PM. My first impression of her

was quite good. She looked to be in her early twenties, about 1.65 meters tall, with long hair. She wore a

colorful turtleneck sweater, black tight-fitting leggings, and white boots, which accentuated her slim waist and

long legs. As we walked in and exchanged pleasantries, I took a closer look. She wore light makeup, which made her skin look great.

She had big, round eyes, though her lips were a bit thick. But even in Beijing, she would definitely be considered a beauty. I

was secretly delighted; I'd finally struck gold.

We went into a bar with live music and found a table not far from the stage. Since

we'd just met, I felt a little awkward sitting too close, so I sat opposite her. A waiter who looked like a comedian

approached us very attentively, offering to help us order drinks. I politely let the girl order first. She was very generous and asked if I wanted

half a dozen bottles of hamburger skewers. I was quite surprised, but I followed her suggestion and ordered a dozen. The waiter leaned close to my

ear and whispered, "Brother, let's go to the wine bar. I need to be well-rested to deal with the girl later." I was completely bewildered

. What was all this about?

I told him it was fine, and he didn't say anything more, happily taking the money and leaving. The girl and I

chatted while listening to music. We were a little reserved at first, but then she had a bright idea and suggested playing dice. I hadn't

played and kept losing, quickly finishing five bottles. The girl looked at me and laughed, asking if I was going to surrender. I thought I'd rather

get drunk than be laughed at by her, so I leaned close to her ear and said, "I'm letting you off easy. You'll be

crying your eyes out ." The girl laughed so hard she almost fell over, saying, "Okay, I'll see how long you can last."

When I leaned closer to talk to her, I smelled a wonderful fragrance emanating from her, and combined with the alcohol, I became somewhat

infatuated. I rallied my spirits and continued playing, and surprisingly, my luck turned. I only lost twice in the next dozen or so rounds

. She panicked and started acting spoiled, saying, "You really have the heart to make me drink?" I said, "Can't you drink? Go ahead

and drink." She pouted and said, "But you can't make me drink alone, you have to keep me company." Seeing that things had gone too far, I

told her I couldn't see the performance from here and wanted to change seats. She winked at me and said, "You should have said so earlier! Come on over

." I quickly moved closer, and we continued drinking and chatting. We finished our drinks quickly, and I asked her if she

wanted more. She said she'd drink as much as I did, and I couldn't help but give her a thumbs up—she was amazing! We

ordered half a dozen beers and two cocktails. I was a little tipsy and started staring blankly at her,

finding her more and more attractive, even her full lips seemed sexy. No wonder the ancients said to judge a person by the flowers, the moon

, and the lamp. I leaned close to her ear and complimented her on her beauty.

She laughed happily, pressed her rosy cheek against mine, and asked what was so beautiful about her. I said her eyes and lips.

She smiled charmingly and said, "Thank you, you're pretty good-looking too, with such big eyes." The more intimate we became, the more I

casually placed my hand on her waist. She glanced at me, and I quickly said, "Didn't you complain about being fat? I want

to see how thin your waist is." She asked, "Is my waist thin?"

I said I was slow to react and needed to touch it for a while. She laughed and called me a bad boy. I knew I had gotten

the hint , so I started to hug her without restraint. Her waist was very thin and soft to the touch. I slowly moved my hand down

. Her buttocks weren't big, but they were fleshy and felt very comfortable to touch. She was starting to feel tipsy, but she was still quite

lucid. She stopped me when I tried to touch her higher. I held her like that until midnight. When

the show ended, she said, "Let's go." I followed her out of the bar. Late autumn in Beijing was already quite chilly,

and she wasn't dressed warmly enough. I pulled her closer; she didn't resist, leaning on my shoulder like

a drunken kitten. Passing a nearby stall, she got excited again, saying she hadn't had

spicy hot pot . We found a small stool and sat down. I never eat that stuff, so I just quietly watched her

eat.

She ate intently, staring at me with wide eyes. Suddenly, I remembered a night years ago when I

strolled through a night market with my beloved girl, and my heart ached. I knew she was still in Beijing, but

I never went to see her again. We could never eat and chat like we used to.

After finishing the hot pot, she looked at me slyly and said, "Let me take you home." I was a little disappointed, but I

agreed . MM stared at me for a while without saying a word. I thought she was drunk, so I asked her what was wrong. She seemed to have made

a huge decision and said to me, "Go to the supermarket next door and buy something." My heart skipped a beat, and I pretended to be confused and asked her

what she wanted to buy. She glared at me and said angrily, "You're so stupid." Before I could say anything, she pulled me into the supermarket and

bought a box of condoms. I was so happy, I wanted to hug her and kiss her. We took a taxi to

a nearby hotel together. When we checked in, the receptionist pretended to ask to see our ID cards, but we both said we didn't have them.

The girl mumbled a few words and still opened the room for us. MM took off her boots and lay down on the bed. I started to undress her

. MM whispered for me to turn off the light. I didn't want her to be uncomfortable, so I turned off the light.

MM's breasts weren't big, maybe a B cup, but they were very elastic. Her nipples were small and very soft, exactly the

kind of nipples I liked. I couldn't resist putting them in my mouth, and MM started to moan. By this time, my penis

was already fully erect. I took MM's small hand and placed it on my penis. MM was startled and said, "It's so hard! It's

so hot!" I didn't bother to reply. While licking her breasts, I inserted my fingers into her vagina. It was so slippery!

I had never touched such a slippery vagina before. I couldn't help but excitedly bite her nipple. MM was in pain and

punched me with her little fist, saying, "Giggle, you bit me!" I kissed her as an apology. After playing for a while, my

penis couldn't hold back any longer, so I put on a condom and started attacking. MM's vagina was quite tight. Although there was a lot of lubrication,

I could still feel my penis being tightly wrapped by a layer of soft flesh, which felt very comfortable. With each thrust, MM

became more and more excited. She hugged me tightly with both hands, her fingernails digging into me until it hurt a little. MM bit my ear

and praised my muscles and penis, saying she hadn't felt this good in a long time. I didn't know if she was telling the truth, but it didn't

seem like was faking it. I lifted her leg and began a more vigorous assault. Her voice grew louder and louder, and I

started to worry that the neighbors might hear, but I couldn't care less. Suddenly, she asked if I could call her "husband," and I said

yes. She was delighted and kept calling me "husband," urging me to increase the pace. After a while, I...

We started in the doggy style, my favorite position. As soon as my penis entered, she let out a

long moan, saying, "Yours is so long!" I thrust hard into her, saying, "How come you only just noticed?"

Actually, my penis is average-length, but hard enough; all the girls I've been with have been quite satisfied, haha. I pressed down

on her plump buttocks, relentlessly thrusting into her vagina. Her juices flowed more and more, and she became increasingly frenzied. She

even started tightening her vagina, squeezing my penis tightly. She was truly the most sexually active girl I'd ever met;

no . I felt like I was in heaven.

Finally, after a series of frenzied attacks, I ejaculated. Afterward, I lay on her back, and she kept

touching my face, kissing me, and asking, "Honey, can I be your lover in Beijing?" I didn't want to lie to her, but I

didn't know how to answer, so I remained silent.

After checking out of the room, MM suddenly hugged me from behind, holding me tightly for a minute before letting go. I kissed her

, told her we'd meet again someday, and then slowly watched her disappear at the end of the street. Suddenly, I remembered

Chen Sheng 's song:

"Only in Beijing, I left behind so many feelings, afraid to ask for directions at midnight, lest

I end up at Di'anmen." Right now, I'm standing outside Di'anmen, having just experienced the most thrilling one-night stand of my life.

Beijing is truly wonderful.

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