Memories to be forgotten

Memories to Forget
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In mid-July this year, during my second year of graduate school summer vacation, I remember that night I was in a very bad mood.
I had another big fight with my girlfriend, almost to the point of breaking up. Although I knew that my girlfriend and I would break up sooner or later,
we were both afraid of being alone, so we never broke up. But we always
argued when we were together, probably because our relationship wasn't deep enough. I think most couples have probably encountered
this situation. Many times we say we're going to break up, but we stay together because we're lonely. Because every
few days after a breakup, we always think, "It's so boring being alone. What will I do without him/her?" So
we get back together, but we're always in a bad mood, so we have less sex. Okay, let's get
back to the main topic. That day, a friend (who went to the same school as me) was going home to visit
his wife the next day. A few friends had gathered at our school that evening, and we
had hot pot and some beer together. After seeing them off, since I had my bike, he asked me to go with him
to buy condoms. We left the west gate of the school, and he said he wanted to go to a sex shop on a certain road. I said,
"I usually buy them at the big pharmacy near the west gate. I want good quality ones, even if they're a bit expensive."
He said, "That place is good too, the brands are all similar, and it's cheaper." Since I was just accompanying him
, I agreed. We arrived in a few minutes. The small shop was at the entrance of an alley.
It was tiny, only about ten square meters. The lights inside were probably wrapped in pink paper,
giving the light a soft, yet subtly provocative, pink hue. Looking up, I saw the proprietress
sitting on a stool directly opposite the entrance. She was about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, not bad-looking, with a slightly
plump figure, about 1.6 meters tall. Her face looked like she had applied a light layer of powder. In front of her was a low, transparent
glass coffee table. She was wearing a white, low-cut dress, her legs slightly parted, and I immediately
saw her white underwear. Just as I was about to take a second look, she saw us and immediately stood up, smiling and
asking us in Sichuan dialect, "What would you like to buy?" My friend went to the side to choose condoms. Since it was my first time visiting
an adult store, I curiously looked around... Look, suddenly I saw a box with "Dark Night Fragrance" printed on it.
Looking closer, I saw a woman's genitals shaped like a transparent circle in the center. I reached for it,
about to examine it more closely, when the shop owner started haggling with her friend. She insisted on 15 yuan a box, saying, "This
kind is ultra-thin, it feels really comfortable to use (Sichuan dialect, meaning very comfortable, great), like you're not wearing
anything at all, and it has a fragrance, it smells very pleasant (Sichuan dialect, meaning the same). People who like to use their mouths
love this kind the most." Hearing what the shop owner said, I immediately got excited. So
I asked the shop owner if I could open the box to take a look. She agreed, and then turned back to her friend
to haggle. Her friend said, "I often buy from you, can you give me a discount? And I always buy a lot." The shop
owner thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I do remember you." I carefully opened the box. Inside was
a soft, naked woman wrapped in a layer of transparent plastic. Although there was a layer of plastic, it
still felt very nice to the touch. It was about 30 centimeters long, but it was a complete female body, only the various
parts of the body were proportionally shrunk, and there were even a few black pubic hairs embedded in the genitals. The two holes were very small. I tried
to insert my hand into the front hole, but because I was afraid of tearing the plastic, I didn't dare to use too much force. It felt about
the size of a finger. At this moment, the shopkeeper came over and asked if I was interested. I asked her what it was made of,
and she said it was made of high-quality silicone and felt very comfortable to use. She walked closer to me, and I noticed her
large breasts. Her white bra barely covered her nipples, supporting the lower part of her breasts. Her tender white breasts seemed to be
struggling to burst out of her low-cut dress. Perhaps because I had drunk a little, and because I had seen her
underwear when I entered and was stimulated by her conversation with her friend, I, who am usually embarrassed even to buy condoms, deliberately asked her, "
How can you insert something that's so small?" She said, "It's high-quality silicone, very elastic.
You can fit a fist in it, and you need to use lubricant." At this moment, I deliberately poked
the hole in front of her with my finger. I thought she would be embarrassed, but she said, "This material feels great,
exactly like a real one. The only difference is that real people can talk, but she can't." "
What about the hole in your butt?" I asked. Because I was a little shy, I didn't dare to directly mention my anus to her face, even though 　　I dared to say anything when having sex
with online friends .
"It's really great. Customers who bought it all say it's good, the hole is small, and it's very
tight."
I was almost getting a nosebleed. I said, "Can I try it now? :p" "No way, haha
, once it's tried, we can't sell it anymore," she said with a laugh. "What happens after you ejaculate?" my friend joined in
the fun, asking, "You have to wear a condom when you insert it, of course you can go without one, but it will affect the lifespan. You can
wash it with water." She always had a smile on her face that I couldn't quite describe, I guessed it was the kind of adult
thinking that we kids are pretty naughty. My friend asked, "How much?" She said,
"If you buy it, just give me 200." I said, "We're still students, we don't have that much money, and
we don't even know how many times we can use it. If it's too expensive, we might as well do it ourselves." She smiled and said, "It feels different
!"
"What's different?!" I asked mischievously, she didn't answer, but I saw her give me a suggestive
glance. She asked, "Are you serious about wanting it?" I said it was too expensive, we'd think about it. Then I saw
some female sex toys nearby, all very long penises, about 25 centimeters long. I pointed to one and
said, "How about these? How much are they? Oh, don't get me wrong, I was just asking." She told me they were
over a hundred. I said, "These are too long, mine aren't that long." She didn't seem to care at all.
She seemed annoyed with us, saying, "Because some are foreign designs, they're longer; Chinese designs are
shorter. But it mainly depends on the function." I looked at her mischievously and said, "Really? Hehe, you're quite experienced
. So which one do you think is better, functionally speaking?" She scolded me, "Nonsense!" and ignored
my question. I said, "Can you recommend one to me? I want to buy one for my girlfriend later." She said, "
I'll tell you when you buy one." Just then, my friend's phone rang, and she went outside to answer it. I whispered
to her, "You look very beautiful and sexy today." She playfully hit me, "You little devil!" I
said, "I'm not young anymore, I'm twenty-seven. It's just that I'm still studying, so you think I'm young, right
?
But I'm already a man. Hehe." She said, "So you're a graduate student, right? Okay, I'm not going
to chat with you guys anymore. Do you want one?" I said, "Yeah, then give me a discount." Seeing that she
didn't seem to mind, I went further: "Didn't you say the real thing is better? How about I take you, hehe?
" "You're still young, don't talk nonsense!" she said in a slightly harsh tone. Seeing that she was a little angry, I didn't dare
to say anything more, so I said, "Give me a discount, sell it to me for 150 yuan, I'll buy it next time, I didn't bring enough money today." "She
said, 'Then let's talk about it next time you come.'
On the way, I was still excitedly discussing the landlady's charm with my friend, especially her breasts, which made me
very excited just thinking about them. A few days passed, and I didn't think about it much until the day I
officially broke up with my girlfriend and actually took all our belongings. I realized that I would have to
go to school alone, eat alone, and walk alone on campus from now on. The feeling of loneliness began to slowly
grow deep in my heart, and the hot weather made me even more restless and irritable. So one night,
I went to a chat room called QQ Voice and Video Chat to use voice and video chat. There, I don't
know if it was my good luck or my sincerity that paid off, but I met
a really good online friend for the first time in my life. We chatted until after 1 a.m., and then we went to QQ to video chat. She showed
me a woman's body other than my girlfriend's body for the first time in my life. During the video call, she made me ejaculate
. She didn't..." She was wearing underwear when she suddenly lifted her skirt to show me her private parts, instantly arousing me.
My penis sprang to a sharp point. Later, she knelt down, sticking her butt out, and slowly moved her genitals closer to the camera, almost causing my nose
to bleed. I finally couldn't resist and started masturbating while looking at each other. Her arousing ability was truly strong. In the end, I
ejaculated twice within an hour, almost getting it onto the computer screen :) (Because this story mainly focuses on my
relationship with the owner of the sex shop, I won't go into detail about my video sex with netizens here. There's no need to elaborate further. ) I'll
write it down later so everyone can share it. Although masturbating felt good, and I slept until almost noon the next day,
I felt even more craving sex. I also felt really uncomfortable, so I thought releasing some energy might help
(don't get the wrong idea, I'm not going to find women or anything like that. Once, I went on a
business trip with a classmate, and I was forced to have a girl come up to me. We had agreed on the phone beforehand that I would just look at her and touch
her body, but not have sex, and I would only get half the money. But when she came up, she…). She tried to seduce me into having sex with her so
she could earn more money, but I really dislike sex transactions without any emotional foundation. So,
the moment she touched me, I got goosebumps. We went to the bathroom to chat, and she told me
about her experiences. I honestly told her I was a graduate student and had a girlfriend. She tried to persuade
me to learn to have fun outside the home, and I said I didn't mean to look down on them, but I
really couldn't accept transactions without any emotional foundation. I told her I also had sex with people online, but
I'd never actually had sex with them. I also told her about my life at school. Finally, she asked for my phone
number, saying she wanted to quit this line of work and focus on her studies, and would need my help with advice later. I was
touched by her sincerity, so I gave her my number without much thought, but she never called me back
.
Okay, how did I end up on another story? Sigh, why do I keep going off-topic? So, in the evening,
I met up with a classmate... I played soccer, and afterward, I took a cold shower. After resting for a while, I still felt incredibly
hot.
So I thought, since I've broken up with my girlfriend, I might as well buy some sex toys.
A little after ten, I rode my bicycle to that sex shop again, and she was the only one
there. Today she was wearing a low-cut black tight-fitting t-shirt, making her breasts appear even fuller and
firmer; she wore a white short skirt, very short, barely covering her buttocks. She was sitting
on that stool again, but... When I arrived, her legs were together, so I couldn't see her underwear. Seeing me, she
quickly stood up and said, "It's you! What do you want to buy?" I joked, "Hehe, you still remember me
? Looks like I'm quite charming!" She said, "You little rascal! You came alone today?" Since we were
fairly familiar, I deliberately made my desire written all over my face, looking at her and saying, "Can't I come by myself?"
She stared back at me, not to be outdone. I read loneliness, desire, resentment, and excitement mixed with
some hesitation in her eyes.
She stared at me for almost two seconds, which made me quite embarrassed. I quickly looked away.
She asked, "What do you want to buy?" I said, "I want to see that thing." She said, "The same kind as the other day?" I said,
"Yes."
She said, "Do I still want to open it and look?" "Yes," I said, "I want to see more." She brought it to me, and I sat down
on the bench she had been sitting on. She also came over and sat down next to me, a little distance away. I stared intently
at the hole in front of me and said, "This hole seems a bit short." She said, "It's silicone, it's
elastic. You need to push it all the way in for it to feel comfortable." She shifted her body closer to get the sex toy and
show it to me. Her breasts were already touching my arm, and I could feel the soft flesh against my arm—it felt incredibly comfortable
. As I handed her the toy, I gently pushed my hand closer to her breasts, and she didn't move.
"Open." Then she pointed to the hole while still in that position and said, "Look, it's smaller inside.
When you insert it, it will tighten and tighten, and when it hits the inside, it feels like hitting flesh, it's very comfortable." At this moment, I saw
someone passing by outside, so I said to her, "It's not very appropriate for us to be holding this and looking at it like this.
Can you close the door a little so you can explain it to me?" She hesitated for a moment, but still got up and closed the door, but didn't lock it .
She said, "Then come inside and I'll explain it to you." I followed her to the back of the container. There was a single
bed behind the container.
She sat in the middle of the bed, and I went over and sat down next to her, pretending to touch her. I raised my hand and placed it
on her breast. We both held the tool. She unwrapped the plastic and then carefully explained its functions to me
. My arm, while fiddling with the tool, kept rubbing against her breast. Every time my arm brushed past her
nipple, she would pause. Because I was so close to her, I could feel her body trembling slightly
.
I turned my head to look at her face, and quietly moved my mouth closer and closer to hers. She could
feel my warm breath. I saw that her eyes were filled with longing and nervousness. I pressed my lips to
her ear and whispered, yet firmly, "I want you!" She shuddered, then seemed to snap
out of her daze, saying weakly, "No, you can't." I stood up, walked behind her, and
covered her breasts with my hands. She immediately tried to pry my right hand off with her left hand, which wasn't holding the sex toy. I
pressed my lips to the back of her left ear and began to slowly massage her left breast, softly saying, "Don't worry, okay?
I won't bother you. You know I'm still a graduate student, I definitely won't bother you. You're really
beautiful and sexy. I really want you, otherwise I wouldn't have come today." Hearing
my words, her tension seemed to lessen, and she didn't pry my hands off as forcefully. I took the opportunity to gently
massage her breasts. Slowly, her hands loosened, and I pressed my chest against her... Her back, gently
rubbed against mine. Her right hand, which had been holding the sex toy, placed it on the bed, then placed it
on mine, following my hand's movements, occasionally pressing down on it. I moved my mouth from behind to the front,
slowly bringing it close to her lips. Her eyes were slightly closed, and she turned her head to meet my lips. Our lips met
, and I gently slipped my tongue into her mouth, the tip pushing aside her teeth, touching her wet tongue, slowly entwining it.
Her tongue began to move, matching my movements, our tongues intertwining,
greedily sucking at each other. My hands kneaded harder and harder, slipping inside her clothes from her neckline, opening
her bra, and cupping her breasts, kneading them while pinching her nipples with my middle and ring fingers. I
whispered in her ear, "Take your clothes off, okay?" "I pulled my hand away, and she quickly reached behind her back to unhook
her bra, pulling off all her clothes at once. I stood in front of her, kneeling on one knee,
greedily gazing at her full breasts. Her nipples were purplish-red, already showing clear signs of budding. Perhaps due to childbirth
, her breasts were slightly sagging, but not severely. The nipples were quite large, with some folds in the middle. I
buried my face between her breasts, extending my tongue to lightly touch her cleavage, while my hands cupped and kneaded her breasts.
I kissed her like this for a while, then used my right hand to lift her left breast, using the web of my right hand to hold her nipple, and then used my tongue
to tease her left nipple. Her eyes were slightly closed, her hands supporting her body behind her back, her head tilted slightly upward,
emitting almost inaudible moans. I had her lie down, then pulled down her short skirt. I had assumed
she would be wearing lace panties or a thong." She wasn't wearing thongs or anything like that, but rather a plain pink pair of panties, though
still quite sheer, revealing a patch of black pubic hair. Her mons pubis was rather large, making it appear high. The panties
tightly covered her vulva. I lay down on her right side, placing my right hand on her vulva and gently
rubbing it back and forth and side to side. When I rubbed her clitoris, applying a little pressure, I could feel her body involuntarily tremble,
and her waist would arch involuntarily, responding to my hand's stimulation. While rubbing her labia, I extended
my middle finger, gently inserting it into the slit, slowly rubbing down from the slit to her perineum. Her panties
already felt slightly damp from the outside. I pulled her panties down, leaving them hanging on her left leg, not completely
removed. My shorts were also bulging like a tent. I stood up and told her I was going to get a female dildo to
help... She rubbed her vulva, so I went outside, pulled down and locked the roller shutter, opened the glass display case, picked out a black penis,
and grabbed a box of ultra-thin condoms. I went into the back room and took off all my clothes. I brought my penis close to her
mouth and said, "I want to see you lick my penis." She obediently stuck out her tongue, looking at me with a very lewd gaze,
just like the actresses in porn movies. First, she licked around my penis with her tongue, then she took the glans
into her mouth and thrust in and out. It made my penis even harder. She was also very wet, with a lot of vaginal fluid flowing down her labia
to her perineum. I took my penis out of her mouth and slowly pressed it against her perineum, pressing it against her
vulva. Every time my penis was about to slide into her vagina from below, I would pull it out a little, and she would try to move her
hips to swallow it, constantly making "mmm... mmm" sounds. With a soft moan,
I could feel the emptiness in her lower body. My left hand didn't stop; I gently parted her labia, dabbed some of
her vaginal fluid, and lightly circled her clitoris. After three to five circles, I would flick her
already erect clitoris with my finger. Each time I circled, she would gasp, and when my finger touched her clitoris
, she would moan, "Oh... ah ah." Her hand tightly gripped my right hand,
trying to insert my penis into her vagina. I then unfastened the condom, put it on my already purplish-red penis,
and covered her with my arms, supporting my upper body with my hands. My lower body pressed against her vulva, and we both felt each other's heat
. She spread her legs wide, her hands caressing my body. I asked in her ear, "Do you want my
penis or that dildo?" She said shyly, "Yours!" "I used my erect penis to make a sawing motion on her vulva
, similar to rubbing with my fingers, rubbing from her clitoris to her perineum and even her anus, but..."
The heat of my real penis clearly excited her even more. She cried out, "Grind faster, harder, mmm... ah..."
After grinding for a while, she suddenly grabbed my penis and pulled it into her vagina. I knew she was about to climax
. With her guidance, it was easy to aim at the entrance, and I thrust in quickly. I started thrusting rapidly, her legs
wrapped around my buttocks, allowing for deep penetration each time. After less than ten rapid thrusts, she suddenly
grabbed my hands and cried out, "Hold me tight! Mmm... ah... ah!" She was breathing heavily,
her legs tightly gripping me, preventing me from moving. Her hands were trying to scratch my smooth back,
as if trying to grab something. I leaned down, holding her tightly, kissing her neck, her face, and the
back of her ears.
Slowly, she calmed down, a faint blush on her face, a satisfied smile in her eyes,
yet a touch of shyness on her face. She gently asked me, "Are you comfortable?" I said, "Of course not, but
seeing you so comfortable makes me feel good." She smiled shyly and said, "Let me help you."
Seeing her climax earlier had been a huge stimulus for me, and I knew she was tired afterward,
so I only changed positions twice. After a while, I ejaculated. First, I had her lie on her back like before,
and then I penetrated her from behind. Her buttocks were full and white, without any scars or blemishes
. Penetrating from behind allowed for deeper penetration, and I could also knead her breasts at the same time, so
I ejaculated soon after. After resting for about ten minutes, we got up. During our conversation, I learned that she and her husband lived apart.
She had quit her job to open this shop, while her husband worked for a telecommunications company back home. They
weren't actually short of money, but she felt that women shouldn't rely on men for everything and should have their own jobs and lives. She
said she couldn't do this with me anymore because she would soon be going back to her hometown to open her own shop. She said
it wasn't easy for a woman to live alone. Later, although we exchanged phone numbers, neither of us called the other. Passing by
that place again, I found it had been replaced by a hair salon. Every time I passed by, I couldn't help but
glance inside, probably hoping to bump into her again by chance. In the end, I still didn't buy the sex
toy. Just like she said, those things don't have any warmth; they only make you want to have sex with a real person more and more,
so she generally didn't use them. However, I found that using them to enhance sex between couples is quite nice
.
This is a memory I should have forgotten. I never imagined I would have sex with her, because
all along, when having sex online or via video call, I hoped to meet a
high-quality woman with shared interests, such as a college student, a female teacher, or a civil servant—
women in traditional professions. But in the end, I slept with a woman from the least traditional profession; it was a different kind of
experience, I suppose.
[The End]

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