My Romantic History (Chapter 1)

Chapter One

A Beautiful

Year Four years after graduating from university, I came to Paris, France to pursue a master's degree. To be honest, I still don't

know if it was the right decision. I rented

a room in a villa in Greater Paris (a general term for cities surrounding Paris). In the backyard, there was a flower bed and a loquat tree that was no younger than me. I went to classes and

worked part living a fairly comfortable life. Perhaps because I couldn't forget my ex-girlfriend, I remained single. Although I had

some good relationships with members of the opposite sex, I never took that step. Maybe it was because I enjoyed this free and easy life

.

April in Paris is the most beautiful season of the year, neither as noisy and hot as summer nor as

bleak as autumn. One weekend, I planned to sleep in until the afternoon as usual, but the sounds of laughter from the backyard woke me

up early. I put on my pajamas, opened the window, and stood on the balcony with a water glass, looking down. Seven or eight men and women of similar age

were playing around a long table in the yard. "They were probably arguing about whether to play Werewolf or cards," a

girl noticed me first. Golden sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating her long, dark hair. Her bright

eyes, through her thin glasses, were full of smiles. "That's Si." The downstairs neighbor also called out to me, "Come down

and play, we need someone!" "

??? Maybe this is destiny," or "this is the butterfly effect of life." If I had politely declined, "

there wouldn't have been the story that lasted for several years." All the following stories stemmed from "my affirmative

answer at the time

." After a quick wash, I went downstairs and introduced myself to them one by one. I learned that they were

members of a church (Catholic) fellowship (those who don't know can search it on Baidu). After eating and drinking, we played Werewolf, Three Kingdoms, and cards until

seven or eight o'clock in the evening before everyone left. And that's when I truly got to know

the woman who had captivated my attention all afternoon: Si, a 23-year-old art student, about 1.65 meters tall. The light-colored jeans accentuated her full hips, making

her "B-cup breasts" look quite perky. A glimpse of her green bra through her lace t-shirt

caught my eye like a hook. "Anyway," I said, "I vividly remembered the name 'Si' that day. But perhaps it was

instinct , or something else, I clearly remember her repeatedly asking to go out

for coffee (in Paris, this is a clear indication that a girl wants to date)," but I didn't take any action. Even now, thinking

back, I don't know why I didn't make a move.

Then, in June, the church organized a sports day. I

joined with some newly acquainted fellowship members, just to help a friend and join in the fun. It was another sunny afternoon. I met my fellow group member, "Yi," a 22-year-old

busty woman aspiring to be a top fashion designer. Although the weather wasn't hot in June, sweating after exercise was inevitable

. When this woman took off her jacket, less than a meter away from me, I froze. At least a D-

cup . And the subsequent running and jumping confirmed my speculation: "The milky white sweatshirt tightly hugged her two small

watermelon-like breasts," which "swayed rhythmically with her body movements," and her slender legs in shiny stockings

contrasted sharply with her magnificent breasts. Add to that that natural baby voice that made one suspect it was deliberately affected...

I admit I got an erection then and was determined to sleep with this woman!

It's worth mentioning that Si also went, and as a referee, she gave me preferential treatment several times during the match to convey

her goodwill. Of course… I ignored it all, for reasons I don't know.

Days passed in sporadic texts and phone calls. Gradually, Si and I became closer. One holiday in mid-

July Yi suddenly texted me saying she wanted to eat fish. (As her older brother, she

always seemed to be like this—straightforward and affectionate). After two hours of fussing, I drove 40 minutes

to her house with the prepared fish. (Restaurants in Paris aren't cheap; a two-person serving of grilled fish costs 38 euros, and a bowl of rice costs 2 euros,

so I usually cook for myself.) As soon as I entered, I noticed something different about today. The messy clothes

templates, sewing machine, and various fabrics were all gone. Instead, there were two bottles of red wine, an Italian cheese, a foie gras

pancake, and two desserts. "I know... things are going to work today!

" Completely oblivious to the taste of the food, I poured her two glasses of wine. "Yi said she felt a little dizzy." I naturally

led her to the bed, then feigned concern, asking, "The sunlight is too bright, do you want me to pull it up for you?" She

opened her eyes slightly and mumbled a reply. "Honestly," though at this point neither of us needed to be reserved, "

we still had to follow the script," because our motto was "We can't just have one go." Sitting on the bed, I gently

stroked Yi's face, smoothing her slightly messy hair. I thought, "Heh, getting impatient, huh?" "Take it slow, no rush."

I leaned down and slowly kissed her face and earlobe, lightly blowing on her with

my breath . After four or five times...I slowly slipped my hand under the blanket, my fingertips

tracing patterns on her abdomen and pubic area. At the same time, my left hand had already unbuckled my belt and pulled down my jeans. Yi stubbornly refused to open

her eyes notice. I crawled under the blanket and gently rubbed my already throbbing, hard penis against her

pubic area. I clearly felt her tremble. I lifted her floral nightgown, and the sight of her enormous breasts, framed by a black bra,

filled with utter madness. I pulled down the bra, tugging it under her breasts. The tender pink nipples and slightly

spreading areolas drove me wild. I frantically played with those white, dizzyingly plump breasts. Yi

responded with moans and groans, "Mmm...mmm...oh...Give me...give me...Give me..."

Encouraged by her, I freed one hand to pull down her pajama bottoms, and then, with my already dripping glans, I pressed

it against her vaginal opening through her teddy bear panties

. "Ah! Oh!!! Don't give it to me, Hao, come in!!! Don't push against me..."

??? Looking at her seductive appearance, I played with one breast in each hand, occasionally sucking on both nipples.

"What do you mean? I don't understand. What do you mean 'don't push against'? Where do you go?"

??? "Don't push against my clitoris. Don't use your penis to push against my clitoris. Give it to me, Hao, come in! Give it to me! I want it...

??? Itchy."

"But I didn't bring a condom! Why didn't you tell me beforehand? How can I get in without a

condom

? I'll punish you like this today." "No... please stop doing this to me... please! Just put it in, you don't need to wear one, you can cum outside,

okay... I'm so itchy, just thrust in, fuck me, hurry up..."

Hearing this, I didn't delay any longer. I got up and pulled down her cute

little panties, already soaked with our juices. Damn! Her pussy was so tender, her labia were still pink, and her slightly open vaginal opening trembled with excitement, squeezing out

drops of love juice. I leaned over her, continuing to play with her amazing breasts, pressing my penis against her

vaginal opening without going in. She reached out to grab it and try to push it in. I whispered in her ear,

"I'm going in."

"Mmm... come in... please..."

I thrust all the way in. This was my routine for every woman's first time. "

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"Where to shoot? I didn't hear you.

" "Damn it! Shoot it in my cunt, shoot it in my vagina, shoot it in my wet cunt, you bastard! I'm dying! Come on, let's

orgasm together!!!!"

"Okay, then you better catch it, you're the stinking bitch who made me shoot it in!"

After saying that, I secretly exerted force with my right hand, changing from pressing to pinching my clitoris with my thumb and forefinger and rubbing it back and forth. The thrusting

also changed to going all the way in each time

. "Say it! Are you a bitch? Are you a slut?!"

"I am...I am a slut...I am a super stinking bitch...hurry...hurry up...I'm coming again, fuck

me to death...fuck! I'm coming again...ah!!!!" "Yi almost screamed, violently shaking her body

. I knew that playing with her clitoris would only increase the pain, so I grabbed Yi's buttocks with both hands and

pounded into them with frantic speed. Accompanied by the sounds of "slap! slap! slap! slap! slap!...", thick

streams semen were also sent into her body

. When the smoke cleared, Yi lay on the bed like a rag doll, her eyes half-closed as she looked at me. After a long while, she said,

"You're such a hypocritical stud. You almost killed me. I kept having orgasms. Aren't you afraid I'll

faint? And I've never seen you curse anyone since I met you, why are you saying that to me?"

I crawled over, grabbed her breast with one hand, and licked her nipple while replying, "I only

do this with women I like in bed. And didn't you seem to like it just now, you little slut?"

Yi seemed to have her secrets exposed. Curled up and burrowed under the blanket...

But I also knew that my relationship with her had reached its limit. After all, apart from her D-cup breasts,

her contrasting slender legs, her sensitive constitution, and her naturally baby voice, we really didn't have any emotional

foundation to be together. And she was definitely going back to her country. But that was enough. After that, our sex lives took place all over the place:

the balcony, the kitchen, the park, the airport toilet, the nightclub booth, and even in the car in front of the Louvre Square...

Even now, when I transit through Beijing on my way back to China, I always stay a couple more days to have sex with her a few times. I especially enjoy listening to

her tell me about her silly antics in a group chat with her current boyfriend (fiancé) while we're having sex. Twice, when the group chat called, I had her

put it on speakerphone so we could chat while we were having sex, and I even deliberately made her prolong the call, watching her struggle to control her voice and suppress her climax. Then she'd

casually curse that cuckold who didn't understand his wife's charms, ejaculating in her mouth

. Watching her, covered in semen, whining to her husband about the air quality in Beijing today

gave me a real sense of conquest. So much so that when she was sexually aroused, I'd sometimes

call

. This is the story of "me" and "Yi," this woman

. What I want to say here is that regardless of a woman's family background, education, social status, figure, or appearance,

she is a woman—an animal that plays a reproductive role in the genetic hierarchy. Therefore, "conquering her..."

Like a floor , trample her underfoot. "Just once," just once, a complete conquest from the inside out. You can trample her

for a lifetime because only in front of you can she tear off all her pretenses without restraint, seeking the most primal pleasure with the instinct of a female animal . This is determined by nature, determined by God, and is not subject to the will

of the individual species . Of course, you might ask, "What about the 'thought' in the opening sequence?"

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