【Feeling lost in a foreign land】(1)

Four years ago, I graduated from Fudan University in Shanghai and worked as an assistant sales director at a foreign company in Shanghai, frequently

traveling for work across China. I'd been to most cities in the country and had dated a few girls, but never had I felt this

unexpected and exciting experience. It happened on the afternoon of September 20th.

I was on a business trip in Beijing, and everything went smoothly. I booked a flight back to Shanghai the next day, and

while waiting at the airport, I heard an announcement that my flight to Shanghai would be delayed by an hour. So I went to

a coffee shop in the waiting area to kill time. At that moment, a 23-year-old Danish beauty (I only found out later) came in,

ordered a drink, and sat at the table in front of me. She was 1.72 meters tall, with measurements of 36-26-33

. She was wearing a black tank top and jeans, and a small portion of her breasts was exposed, which aroused me.

In my mind, if I could sleep with a beauty like that (that's my personal opinion), my life would be complete.

At that moment, she took out a map of Shanghai and started looking at it, while also pulling out a Chinese-English dictionary to search for something, as if she were

looking for a certain place in Shanghai. I thought, "Haha, I might have a chance to shine." So after waiting for 3 minutes, I

deliberately moved my seat a little closer to her and

asked her in English (I'll translate the following dialogue into Chinese for easier understanding): "Where in Shanghai are you going, miss? I can tell you how to get there." She

smiled and told me she was going to Gubei in Shanghai, so I told her how to get there, and that's how we started

chatting. She had only been in China for 5 months, studying in Beijing, and wanted to visit Shanghai to see China's big cities.

To be honest, I hesitated at first, since she was a foreigner, and I didn't dare to make a move. I said that if she needed anything in Shanghai,

she could call me, and I would help her. So I gave her my business card.

Not long after, I heard an announcement that boarding for the flight to Shanghai had begun, so I stood up and walked

out . She came out too. I hadn't thought she was on the same flight as me, but it turned out we were on the same

flight by some strange coincidence. After checking her boarding pass for her seat, I boarded the plane with her, wondering

if I could switch seats with someone else. When we got to her seat, someone was already sitting next to her. I

quickly said to that person, "Sir, this lady and I are together, but I'm late, so we can only sit in

the same row. Could you please switch seats for me? Thank you." The person readily agreed, and we

ended up sitting in the same row. On the plane, we chatted and talked about Shanghai. Two hours passed quickly, and we arrived

in Shanghai . As the plane landed, she asked me which hotel in Shanghai was good, and preferably somewhere lively nearby. I

immediately suggested the Everbright Convention & Exhibition Center International Hotel (because my company is only a 10-minute drive away). So

we went directly to the Everbright Convention & Exhibition Center International Hotel. After checking her in, I said goodbye and went back to

the company . I thought to myself that if fate allowed, she would call me.

Back at the company, I gave a brief work report, and soon it was time to leave. My colleagues were saying, "

It 's the weekend, let's all go out for a party!" As we discussed where to eat... My phone rang;

it was her calling. She didn't know where to go that night and wanted me to take her out. I said my colleagues

were going to a party and asked if she'd like to join us. Surprisingly, she agreed. I quickly told my

colleagues , "You guys decide the location. I'll pick someone up. Call me when you've decided, and we'll meet there." I

rushed over to her place.

When I brought her to the restaurant we'd agreed on, my colleagues were stunned. Although there were two

foreign women in our company, no one had ever brought a foreigner out alone. I introduced her, saying, "This is a very good

friend of mine. She's in Shanghai on business." Since we usually speak English in foreign companies,

my colleagues started chatting with her casually. During dinner, they joked, "Is she your

girlfriend ?" I said, "I wish I had a girlfriend as beautiful as her." She

blushed slightly when she heard that. I didn't expect foreigners to be shy! After dinner around 9 pm, we went to Armani Bar to dance.

At first, we were both a little reserved, but as a slow, mellow song played, we moved closer. I carefully placed

my hand on her waist, and she didn't mind. So I leaned even closer, our faces almost touching.

Her breasts were already against my chest. At that moment, I didn't know if I should take it further. My

penis was already aroused, and I desperately tried to control myself. I couldn't act rashly or rush things. Unexpectedly, she

pressed herself against and we started swaying slowly. I kissed her cheek first, then her lips,

and she gently returned my kiss. I whispered in her ear, "I really want to sleep with you." She smiled at me but didn't

say anything . I thought, "Okay, I've got you." After we returned to our seats, we ordered four more beers and drank them together

. Looking at the time, it was almost 11 o'clock. I quietly told her, "I've had too much to drink; I'm going to get drunk if I stay any longer."

She said, "Then let's go; I'm tired too." I told a few colleagues, "My friend is tired, I'll take her home first."

We left the bar and got into a taxi. In the car, I rested my head on her shoulder, pretending

to be slightly drunk, while also observing her reaction. She hooked her arm around my waist. We continued like this until we reached the

hotel room.

Once inside, I still pretended to be slightly drunk, leaning against her. She smiled and said, "Okay, stop pretending, let's watch

some TV, I'm going to take a shower." I said, "I want to shower too, I wonder if I can shower here?" At this

point everyone knew what we were about to do. After she went into the bathroom first, I paused for a minute,

and after hearing the water running, I followed. I was stunned. I had never seen a foreign naked woman face-to-face before,

and here I was. Her erect nipples were a tempting pink, her areolas were the perfect size, and what

I couldn't resist most was the elasticity of her large breasts; the feel of my fingers touching them was incredibly comfortable!

My hand instinctively grasped her large breasts. They were firm, with small areolas. I said to her, "Let me

help you wash ," and placed my hands on her body. I don't even know where I was touching her. We stood

under the shower, the water cascading down our faces, kissing passionately, our hands caressing each other's

bodies. After a quick rinse, I laid her on the bed, pressing my nose against her trembling breasts

, sniffing like a dog. Then I licked her nipples, gently sucking on

them . When I reached for her vaginal opening, it was already wet; her labia were large and thin, and I touched them softly.

It felt so good. When my fingers broke through her labia and touched her most sensitive spot, she experienced an unbearable pleasure, writhing her body with all her

might . This reaction probably stimulated me further, and I began to focus my fingers on her small breasts. "Ah

...so good...no..." I became even bolder, parting her petals and inserting two fingers deep inside. She

instinctively tried to squeeze her thighs together. But between my knees, they were instead widened and spread apart. Under this double stimulation, she let out a soft

cry, her brows furrowing, her toes lifting and trembling slightly. I felt her orgasm. I

saw her pink cleft trembling incessantly, panting excitedly, bringing her nose close to her secret crevice. Her hands gripped her thighs tightly,

a special sensation arising in her most sensitive spot as she began to lick her honey-filled petals. She gripped my

hands tightly, refusing to let go. After she had two orgasms, I stopped. So I closed my eyes, and

suddenly a jolt of electricity shot through my lower body and into my entire being. She clearly had it in her mouth,

rubbing my glans in circles with her tongue. Warm currents surged through my body, melting me

between her hot lips, blurring the lines between dream and reality. It was time to penetrate. My penis was incredibly eager;

she was already welcoming it between her parted thighs, her hands gripping the sheets trembling.

"Ah!! More… harder…" Her nostrils flared, her face flushed, her full

breasts, the area around her navel, and her beautiful, round buttocks all

twitched with the joy of welcoming my penis. Although she had reached orgasm multiple times, the lustful woman's passion was burning fiercely, and from her half-open mouth came the words, "

More ." "Darling… ah… I'm going to cum."

As I thrust into her wet lips with a storm of movements, she immediately screamed. Her thighs parted to their limit, her buttocks heaving in rhythm

with my movements, her whole body leaping and convulsing violently like a carp. As I continued to thrust in and out more violently,

like a piston, I whispered beside her, "Darling, your hole is as

hot as fire." "Ah...no...ahhh...I'm going to cum..." "Ah...I'm going to ejaculate...I'm going to ejaculate...

" With my cries, it felt like something exploded inside me. I began to press weakly against her.

My penis swelled intermittently, each time releasing hot fluid into her womb.

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