My Days After My Military Service Author: Purple Star

My Days After My Military Service

I lay in my tiny rented bedroom, barely three square meters, staring for
an . Of course, there were no flowers there, only a black-backed spider diligently weaving its web. I
couldn't go out for food because the landlady had been banging and yelling at the door for twenty minutes. Although I desperately wanted to go out and give
that 1.6-meter-tall, 100-kilogram shrew a good slap, I owed her……
one month and three days' rent.

She'd already come three times, once a day, yelling for half an hour each time. Okay, she'd be leaving in ten minutes
.

So I pulled the covers over my head.

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I've been discharged from the army for two years. I'm nearsighted. When I was in the army, I asked someone to help me get a job. After four years, I planned to get a job on
the railway , only to find out that although I bypassed the proper procedures, I didn't get a resettlement card. I'm not even as good as an unregistered soldier. My family asked around, and
they said that the bright red stamp costs 50,000 yuan. 50,000 yuan… So, I used all my discharge pay and borrowed some
more money to become a proud railway worker. This was my first job. I worked there for four months, and one day when I went to get the stationmaster's signature, I didn't knock. 　　Actually, I didn't see anything, except the white buttocks of the female office director, who was sitting upright on the stationmaster, neck outstretched, singing. Okay, I know it was wrong of me not to knock, it was wrong of me to stand there without closing the door, it was wrong of x colleagues passing by to see me, it was wrong of the stationmaster's wife to find out, but this was working hours !! Don't you have money for that?! 　　In fact, the station chief not only had the money for hotel rooms, but also the ability to transfer me to work as a plumber under his most loyal henchman—carrying pipes and such, on the grounds that I was a veteran of the field army, physically strong, and should be placed in the most suitable position. 　　Thus, my work life fundamentally changed. Any job I did… I don't even want to recall. 　　Just thinking about how I'd rather take sick leave than continue working elsewhere gives you an idea of the situation. 　　I lacked technical skills, flattery, social skills, capital for business, and connections. Four years in the army left me with nothing but a good physique, good stamina, and good comrades! 　　So I got a new job as a security guard at the city's largest supermarket. I liked this job; it allowed me to get handsy with the cashier, who loved listening to my boasting. The cashier's name was Lili, 22 years old, not very tall, with a good figure , and an average appearance. What was most attractive about her was her innocent charm… of course, that's just the opinion of those who didn't know her. 　　I can also chat and joke around with the supervisor who likes my figure. Supervisor Na is 32 years old, tall, has a great figure, likes to wear heavy makeup, and her most distinctive feature is her captivating, alluring eyes. She's easygoing and quite interested in me. 　　Everything's pretty good except for the relatively low salary. The cashier, Lili, has smaller but firmer breasts than Supervisor Na. Thinking about this makes me nostalgic for that time I was with Supervisor Na in the supermarket warehouse counting stock. That day, Supervisor Na was wearing a black work uniform , her pencil skirt and pants tightly hugging her big butt. She beckoned to me, "Handsome, come count the stock with me!" So I followed her eagerly, walking behind so I could openly peek at Sister Na's butt. 　　A mature woman is different; that butt, those breasts—when she bends over, those two heavy, voluptuous weapons sway back and forth, swaying with every step. I was so envious! Sister Na usually tells more dirty jokes than I do, sometimes even patting my butt and exaggerating, "Wow, so firm!" Then she giggles and uses those alluring eyes to seduce me, making my heart race. 　　Usually, there are other people around, but today, inside the warehouse, she's seducing me like this… The inspection of the goods turned into igniting a fire. The feel was so good; once I touched her, I didn't want to let go. So I pulled her into my arms, kneading her breasts and kissing her. She whispered, "No," and backed away, sitting on the warehouse manager's small bed. I reacted with lightning speed, quickly stripping off my clothes and pouncing on her. Sister Na looked at … She touched her abs, saying, "So strong!" Her seductive voice was like a battle cry. I pounced on her, lifted her legs, and thrust in hard. The wet, hot sensation enveloped my penis. I was deeply inside her, not moving. She let out a suppressed "ah," opened her mouth, and grabbed my back with both hands, murmuring, "So thick, ah, all the way in." I want it, move, please , move! I looked down at Sister Na's face contorted with pleasure, feeling her writhing hips. One hand squeezed the army, I was in the field army. Five push-ups of 100 were just an appetizer. When the sergeant was in a good mood, I would do 500 push-ups. When I was in a bad mood, I did sit-ups upside down. After being discharged from the army, that bastard stationmaster at the railway station assigned me to do plumbing and pipework. I've never stopped training over the years, and the high- intensity training has given me great stamina. When I met a battle-hardened peach like Sister Na, I, who hadn't tasted meat in a long time, roused myself and we had a passionate battle. In the end, Sister Na, who had climaxed several times, began to beg for mercy with her watery eyes. I lifted her thigh with my arm, pressed her against my body, and while thrusting, I said in her earlobe: "Sister Na, can I cum inside?" She closed her eyes, frowned, grabbed my hand, and said in a low voice, "Cum, cum... I have an IUD... Cum, cum ah ah ah cum me ah ah ah... Harder ah ah... ah ah..." I rode on one of her thighs and thrust wildly. Sister Na, with her head up and mouth open, cried out in a low, hoarse voice, "Fuck me ah ... "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"... As she clenched her thighs and tightened her buttocks, I roared and ejaculated all over Sister Na's "water curtain cave." We rested for a while, cleaned up the battlefield, threw away the sheets, and walked out of the storeroom one after the other. 　　　　*************************************************** 　　The fat woman at the door was still cursing, threatening me if I didn't pay her rent, blah blah blah... 　　　　****************************************************

Even more slutty and experienced than 32-year-old Sister Na. Sister Na got married early; her husband is a scaffolder. The winter heating projects in Northeast China
have made a fortune for many. An ordinary scaffolder can easily earn 100,000 or 200,000 yuan a year. The problem is,
since injuring his back last year, he's been itching for a year and hasn't fully recovered. His sexual ability is fine, but he's afraid to use force.
He can only have Sister Na perform oral sex or masturbation to bring him to orgasm. Sister Na has to take care of herself, which is why I was able to have sex with her. But
Lili is an unprecedentedly slutty woman. I say this because I've seen at least two colleagues drag her
to the bathroom to have sex. I never use a condom with Sister Na because I know she seems slutty but isn't actually very sociable.
This slut Lili is no match for me. I always use a condom with her. She even says she's uncomfortable. I don't care if you're comfortable or not;
I just don't want you to get pregnant. This little slut is an absolute gem. Why do I say that? According to her, (since she
was a teenager, she would have vaginal discharge every morning, and she would have to rub herself with the blanket between her legs to feel better. She thought it was an illness and
dared not tell anyone. After being with someone she liked at 21, she realized it was just hornyness. After that, it became uncontrollable. She needed to be fucked
every day to feel good, sometimes once in the morning and once in the afternoon. If no one was with her
, she would secretly masturbate. I only started flirting with her after I saw her masturbating once. I didn't expect it to be so easy to get her to do it. She
told me this after we got to know each other. I asked her how many men she had been with from age 21 to 22. She thought for a moment and said, more than
ten . Some were online friends, some were hookups at nightclubs, and some were colleagues. The most enjoyable time was when the guy she hooked up with at the nightclub was on drugs, and they fucked from 10
pm to 4 am the next morning.) {The part in parentheses is true story!} This woman is very skilled in bed, but what's
amazing is that she's young, has quick orgasms, and goes again and again without restraint. She's so capable that she's exhausted. I treated her
purely as a sex partner. When Sister Na was unavailable, I'd drag her along for a quickie. I even got her to have
a threesome with my buddy at her request. That night was incredibly exciting! Her oral skills weren't great, but she was very dedicated; you could tell she was really trying to
learn. She was willing to do deep throat too. Watching her squinting her eyes as she sucked my cock, her little hands stroking it, kneading my balls,
stroking my cock, licking my anus, while my buddy was fucking her from behind—she was a real gem!

Life at the supermarket was peaceful and sexually fulfilling, until one day, I just lightly pushed a
woman who was about to hit a cashier. I swear I really just wanted to separate that old woman, and then she was
... well, you know.

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