[The Amazing Girl I Met in Dongguan] Author: Reborn Free

My Encounter 　　with a Top-Tier Girl in Dongguan 　　Author
: Reborn Freedom 　　Word 　　Count
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... 　　Having lived and worked in Dongguan for two years, I have a fairly good understanding of and interest in the city. A few days ago, I saw a post on a 　　sauna 　　forum about a guy named Long Shao in Dongguan, and I was immediately intrigued. 　　I hadn't been to a sauna in a while and couldn't wait any longer. I promptly found Long Shao's website, asked 　　a few basic questions, and seemed quite nice. Long Shao seemed direct and sincere. 　　After dinner, I called Long Shao to let him know I was on my way. I drove straight 　　there and arrived at his place about forty minutes later. I parked and called him to let him know I had arrived. He told me to go directly to the front desk and give him the last few digits of my phone number; 　　he would wait for me there. To be honest, Long Shao's place was alright. It wasn't extravagantly luxurious, but it had that feel to it, and my 　　first impression was quite good. When I arrived at the front desk, I gave him the last few digits of my phone number, and Long Shao was already waiting for me. 　　Long Shao led me to the lounge and asked, "Do you want to watch the catwalk or choose in the room?" I said, "Let's watch the catwalk 　　, get a feel for it." Long Shao then led me to the catwalk and used the walkie-talkie to call the girls for a show. The first batch consisted of 　　more than ten girls, posing seductively and walking with a not-so-formal catwalk. I looked at them carefully one by one, and there were two I quite 　　liked. If there were only so many girls, I would have chosen them, but of course, I wouldn't give in so quickly. I asked Long Shao, 　　"Are there any more?" Long Shao said, "Yes." He then used professional terms like "continue on the catwalk," but I didn't care 　　what he said, as long as I had beautiful girls to look at. 　　In the second batch, there was another girl who was really good, my type. I asked Long Shao to keep her and continue looking. 　　After watching four batches, about forty girls in total, I had already decided to choose the girl I liked in the second batch. What number 　　did she come from? I forgot. Subconsciously, I asked Long Shao again, "Are there any more?" Long Shao said, "No, for now, the others 　　are all on duty, but there are still a few in training, do you want to take a look?" I said, "Okay." Why 　　not take a look? 　　After a while, four pretty girls came in and stood in front of me in a row. They were probably trainees and didn't know how to walk the runway yet. 　　They were all wearing their own clothes, unlike the other girls who all wore the same thing, making it difficult to categorize them. The first 　　one was a bit chubby, so I'll skip her. Of course, for a lady, she should be considered plump, but unfortunately, I'm a chubby guy and prefer slim girls. The second 　　one was average, so I'll skip her too. Looking closely at the third one, I was pleasantly surprised. She wore a white gauze dress, had a ponytail, and 　　was quite pretty, really giving off a "country girl" vibe. She was probably 1.58-1.60 meters tall, which I liked. Too 　　tall, and I felt like I was being conquered. I decisively told Long Shao, "She's the one! Forget about the ones we reserved before, 　　we'll find her next time." Long Shao said, "They're trainees, they haven't learned all the services yet." I said, "It's okay, 　　I'll teach her if she doesn't know, haha." Then I asked Long Shao, "How much is this girl?" Hua Shao replied, "500." 　　Hmm, acceptable. After selecting a room and entering, I told Long Shao to make sure there was a waterbed. Long Shao said, "We all have waterbeds, but I don't 　　know if this girl can provide waterbed service, she's only been here a few days." "Oh, whatever she can do 　　." 　　After entering the room, Long Shao asked me what I wanted to drink. I said coffee. After the waiter brought the coffee, Long Shao left. 　　I sat on the bed watching TV. About a minute later, the girl stood there, one hand holding the other arm, motionless. 　　"Hey," I said, "girl, don't you know what we're going to do next?" The girl remained 　　standing there, her face slightly flushed. I don't know if it was the lighting, but I felt 　　her face was red. Suddenly, she whispered, "Let's take a shower first." Her voice was very soft, but very pleasant. 　　I felt a surge of joy; today was going to be fun! Haha! I asked the girl, "Am I not your first customer?" 　　The girl said no, I was the third customer. 　　"Oh, let's take a shower first," the girl said, turning her back to me and starting to take off her clothes, ignoring me. " 　　Hehe, whatever," I chuckled to myself, quickly stripping myself naked. The girl was naked too 　　, slowly turning around, her arms crossed over her chest to cover her breasts. I asked her if she was cold. She said no. I said, "If you're not cold, 　　why are you covering your breasts so I can't see? But I can see everything down there!" Because her legs were tightly closed, 　　I could only see a tuft of downy hair. The girl chuckled foolishly, then lowered her arms, 　　revealing a pair of exquisite breasts before me—not too big, not too small, firm and natural. The nipples weren't the pink I'd imagined, but they 　　weren't black either; they were a natural flesh color that matched her skin. Hmm, I liked it. Pure, natural, wild, green breasts. 　　I liked it, without any artificial enhancements. I felt like pouncing on them and taking a bite, but I controlled myself, knowing 　　the real show was yet to come, and I had to take it slow. 　　I won't go into detail about the shower process, as the young woman wasn't very skilled at providing service, and I didn't insist. After showering, I asked 　　her how much waterbed service she could do. She said the instructor had shown them, but they weren't very familiar with it. I said I'd give it a 　　try. After she laid a thin film on the waterbed, I lay down and said, "Let's begin." The young woman started massaging my hands, then my legs. 　　I laughed and said, "Young woman, if we were both dressed, it would be a proper massage!" I asked if she could do a breast massage. 　　She said she could do a little. I said, "Come on then." She wet me and leaned over to 　　rub her breasts against my chest. I said, "Stop, you should put on some shower gel." The young woman chuckled and said, "Hehe, I forgot." 　　After I put on the shower gel, she resumed, and it was actually quite interesting. After all, breast massage isn't very technical, especially with the young 　　woman's not-too-big-but-not-too-small breasts, firm and perky, the rubbing actually felt... well, you know. But the young woman was truly...

The tendon has been rubbing against my chest for four or five minutes now, and it shows no sign of stopping or moving. I said, "Little sister,
aren't you afraid your boobs will get chafed? I'm afraid my chest will get chafed!"
My curiosity suddenly piqued, I thought, "Why don't I teach her little by little and experience what it's like to be a teacher
?" I said, "I'll teach you now. I'll tell you what to do, and you do it, okay?" The little sister said, "Okay, I'm just about to learn.
When Master teaches us, sometimes he even scolds us for being stupid. You won't scold me, will you?" I said, "Guess?" "Let's officially begin
the lesson. You should continue with the breast massage downwards." The girl was indeed a very obedient student, and
she started massaging downwards to my abdomen. Her posture had changed; her buttocks were right next to my hand. I reached out and
touched them, pinching and squeezing. Her buttocks were small and round, but not very fleshy. With the rise and
fall of her movements, I could vaguely see a glimpse of a pinkish-red slit in her peach garden. But I didn't touch it
. It wasn't time yet; if I upset her, she wouldn't be a good student.
I told her she should continue massaging downwards, and she obediently rubbed her breasts up and down my thighs . I asked her, "Are you pretending to be stupid or just being lazy?" She said, "What's wrong?" I said 　　, "Aren't you going to massage
my golden triangle ?" She said, "Oh! How do I massage here?"
I said that's how other masseuses do it, and the girl
said, "Oh, move to my 'golden triangle' area and rub it there with your breasts." Suddenly, she stopped
and poured a lot more shower gel on my pubic hair. Hehe, I guess she hadn't used enough shower gel before, or maybe my pubic hair was
a bit stiff and it hurt her breasts a little. As her breasts rubbed against my 'golden triangle' area, my little brother actually
reacted and slightly stood up. The girl chuckled. This time, I can clearly, definitively, and responsibly tell
you all that her face really turned red. No seasoned masseuse could fake that. I felt a slight surge of joy;
meeting a girl like this now is no less than meeting a virgin!
Getting back to the point, my little brother was now at a 90-degree angle to my body, standing there proudly
. At the same time, a surge of energy rushed to my brain, and my curiosity about teaching my little sister vanished
. I said, "Little sister, give me a blowjob." My little sister didn't answer, just smiled slightly, rinsed off
the shower gel and foam from my body, tucked her bangs and hair behind her ears, lowered her head, and
took my little brother into her mouth. Her right hand also grasped my little brother and gently stroked it up and down. My little sister held
my glans in her mouth and gently sucked on it, but I could clearly feel that my glans was only between my little sister's lips and teeth
, and my little sister's teeth were also clenched. Because as my little sister sucked, sometimes my glans would touch
my little sister's teeth, as if it were a closed city gate, and my glans was attacking this city gate. I
told the girl to open her teeth and let my penis fully enter her mouth. She didn't answer,
and of course, she couldn't, because her mouth was already full of my penis. Suddenly, the gates opened, and my
penis slowly slid in, like entering a gentle paradise—warm, wet, and slippery. It felt
amazing! But wait, it hurt! Maybe she wasn't used to oral sex yet; her teeth subconsciously wanted to clench, which really
hurt my penis.
I told her, "Don't clench your teeth! You have to loosen them, or it'll be fatal!" She
chuckled softly. But her laughter only made things worse. With her laughter, her muscles contracted, and her teeth subconsciously
tried to clench again. I let out a soft "Ah!" and immediately felt her teeth loosen. I told her, "You have to loosen your teeth ! You can gently scrape my penis up and down with your teeth, but never bite!" She 　　hummed a soft "Mmm"
through her nose .
To be honest, I wasn't afraid she'd bite off my penis, but rather that she'd injure it. Was
I supposed to go to the hotel owner and say that the masseuse bit my little brother and demand compensation? Haha, just kidding.
After my dedicated training, the girl's oral sex skills improved slightly. The up-and-down motion wasn't exactly
pleasurable, but I enjoyed it. Her oral sex depth was limited to the tip of my penis touching the top of her mouth. I
thought it was time to teach her deep throat. I asked her if her teacher had taught her deep throat. She said her
teacher had, but she hadn't learned it yet. I don't know how the two customers before me were fooled; were they
newbies? Anyway, I really like deep throat, and it's a must.
I said, "Girl, what the teacher taught is all theory. This technique requires real practice. I
'll teach you now." The girl hummed an "Mmm" through her nose. I told her to get up and sit on the edge of the bed. I put my hand
on the young woman's thigh and said, "Sometimes when you're eating, a grain of rice accidentally gets into your trachea, doesn't it feel
uncomfortable? Then you cough a few times and it's fine." She said yes. I said, "Deep throat is similar.
You might feel a little uncomfortable at first, but after doing it a few times, you'll get used to it. Besides, you
've chosen this profession now, and this service will be necessary in the future. You have to endure it at first." She gave me
a slight smile and nodded in agreement. I said, "At first, you must relax your mouth and throat;
that will make you more comfortable. Let's begin. Try to do as I say. If you're not used to it, I won't force you."
The young woman gave me another sweet smile. She got up to get to work. I told her
to blow on the glans a few times first to make it sufficiently slippery; that would make it easier. My little brother returned to that gentle haven. After
a few rounds of preparation, my glans was sufficiently wet. I said it was okay, and the little sister slowly released
my penis from her mouth until her lips enveloped the coronal sulcus. The little sister took a deep breath, and slowly my
glans went deeper and deeper until it touched the back of her mouth. The little sister stopped, motionless, and I
remained silent. The little sister continued the previous action, slowly releasing my penis, taking another deep breath, and my
glans went deeper again. This time it felt a little deeper than before. The little sister stopped again, probably because she was a little
uncomfortable. I sat up, placed my right hand on the little sister's head, and told her, "Let me help you. It's
like this at first. If you're really not used to it, you can pull out." The little sister didn't make a sound, nor could she. My hand gently pressed the little
sister's head down, little by little, and the glans went deeper and deeper into the little sister's mouth until my glans...
I felt a tightness in front of my head, surrounding and squeezing my glans. Then, my younger sister gently patted my lower abdomen, indicating
I couldn't take it anymore. I released her hand, and she immediately vomited out my entire penis,
gagging and breathing rapidly, a few glistening tears welling in her eyes.
Then I saw a long, thin thread in her mouth, the other end tethered to my glans – a scene straight
out of a Japanese adult film. I comforted her, saying, "If it's uncomfortable, don't worry, I won't
force you." She had mostly recovered and said, "It's okay, let's try again. I'll have to study anyway."
I chuckled to myself, thinking, "Little sister, if you put this kind of spirit into your studies, what university can't you get into!" I felt a
surge of respect. I never look down on those who earn their living through hard work, but
I utterly despise those who reap without sowing. I won't name names here, haha, please don't take it personally
. Getting off-topic, so to speak, the young lady took the initiative to invite my penis to explore her unknown world again. Why
not? Besides, I wasn't deliberately making things difficult for her; it was part of the service. The young lady regrouped and dealt with the old
problem. This time it was much easier than before. My hand, which had been holding her head, had moved to her breasts
. I gently squeezed and kneaded them; her breasts were indeed firm and fleshy. I greedily played with them
, my fingers casually plucking or pinching her nipples. When I touched them,
they slowly hardened. A gentle pinch caused her body to tremble slightly, showing her
high sensitivity. Like a newly bought remote control, it worked with a single press. Hehe, that analogy is quite apt.
Whatever.
After thorough preparation, the young woman guided my glans deeper into her mouth again. This time, she
was well-prepared. When my glans went in to the point where she could no longer tolerate it, she paused for ten seconds, then
withdrew, and then went in again, repeating this several times. She seemed to be getting better at it, no longer experiencing discomfort or rolling her eyes. It seemed
she had chosen the right profession; there was potential to be developed in this area—congratulations! I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. I
noticed that after pausing for ten seconds, she didn't withdraw but continued to go deeper. My glans clearly felt an increasingly
tight squeezing sensation. She didn't stop, continuing until my entire penis was inside her mouth,
her lips touching my testicles. The feeling was like entering a virgin's vagina—it was wonderful
. I let out a relaxed and pleasant "Ah!" To be honest, my penis isn't large, but it's not small either; it
's of a moderate size. It's clear that the young woman had put in considerable effort and determination to achieve this result. After reaching the limit of her lung capacity, the girl
slowly expelled my penis. Once it was completely out, she gagged and coughed a few times,
and tears welled up in her eyes. I said, "You succeeded!" The girl smiled at me without saying anything. I
teased her again, saying, "I couldn't have your virginity, but I got your virgin throat, I'm very honored!" The girl
chuckled and asked, "Was it comfortable?" I said it was very comfortable. She said, "Then I'll do it a few more times, make you feel more comfortable,
and I can become more skilled." I was a little touched; any profession requires this kind of dedication to
succeed.
The girl continued her hard work between my legs, now completely skilled enough to swallow and expel my penis freely
. After swallowing my penis completely to the root twice, I told her, "Don't do deep throating consecutively. Now,
gently lick my penis with the tip of your tongue, from bottom to top." After several times, I had the girl lick my testicles,
gently licking them with the tip of her tongue and her full tongue. After a while, she sucked all my testicles into her mouth and massaged them inside with her tongue
. She did as I said. Finally, I summarized for her, "Now try to do all the actions I just taught you in a sequence
: oral sex—deep throat—licking the penis with your tongue—licking and sucking the testicles." I must say, she did it quite well
. Although she wasn't as skilled or comfortable as a veteran masseuse, it was pretty good for a beginner.
I told her that with this routine and these actions, any normal guy who wasn't on drugs would basically
be defeated by her. Looks like I've given you guys a little away, haha, don't throw things at me. The girl said, "I want
to beat you now, okay?" Wow, is that even a question? Of course! What I want is oral sex, otherwise
all that effort and energy would be wasted. Do you know how hard I work? "Next time any of you come to this girl to enjoy her oral skills
, don't forget me! You have to treat me to a big meal!" I replied to the girl, "Okay, let's see if you can beat
me!" The girl just smiled and didn't say anything. Wow, why does she like to smile and not talk ? But
smiling is better than not smiling, right? Yes! The girl started to challenge me, burying her head between my legs and working hard, oral sex—deep throat
—licking my penis—licking and sucking my testicles, over and over again, diligently working. My feelings gradually
increased; my penis felt like it was about to burst, rock hard. After about ten minutes, I let out a
moan of pleasure, "Ah...ah...ah..." feeling like I was about to explode. I immediately told the girl to speed up, suck harder, and deep throat. I
was afraid this inexperienced girl would stop at the crucial moment, which would be disastrous, haha. The girl understood what I meant
, increasing the frequency of her mouth movements, strengthening her sucking, and no longer stopping her deep throat. Finally,
I released my semen, and a stream of hot, viscous semen shot into my little sister's mouth. I let out a deep "Ah..."
My little sister spat out my penis, looked up at me, and smiled slightly, as if to say, "I won!" I said, "
Looking at how cute you are, you're actually a man-eating demon." My little sister's smile suddenly turned into an innocent look.
She couldn't speak because her mouth was still full of my semen. "Hehe," I said, "what you're eating in your mouth are my
countless children!" She chuckled, almost spitting a mouthful of semen all over me. From her open mouth,
I could see a white clump on her tongue. I deliberately tried to fool her, "Swallow it. I heard this stuff is good for your complexion
, really."
She turned her head and spat out what was in her mouth, saying, "Liar! I don't believe you!" She always had a smile on her face when she spoke
, and I chuckled back. The young woman lowered her head and took my semi-erect
penis into her mouth again, licking and sucking it. Unfortunately, I felt nothing anymore. I asked what she was
doing, since I'd already come, and she said she was cleaning up, that her master called it "a smile over the shoulder." Of course, she seemed to mean...
I don't quite remember the word "的". Looking down, my semi-erect penis was indeed
cleaner than before after she had sucked and licked it. Afterwards, we showered together. She showered me first, and I got into bed first. After what had just happened, I
needed a moment to rest and recover before starting again. The younger sister was brushing her teeth and showering by herself.
I lay in bed watching TV, and the younger sister also finished showering and came out wrapped in a towel. Damn, I was lying naked on
the bed, my little brother drooping dejectedly, lying there like a dead man, without a
trace of the vigor I had just displayed. She, on the other hand, was still pretending to be all virile, wrapped in a towel. I thought to myself, isn't this the slightly innocent,
slightly shy feeling I wanted from this newcomer? If it were any other experienced masseuse, I would definitely have hooked up with her.
The younger sister knelt on the bed and asked me, "What do we do now?" I asked, "What can you do?" She said, "I can't
do anything." I said, "Then give me a massage first." Just then, my phone beeped with a text message notification. The young
woman handed it to me; it was from a friend. After replying, she was already massaging my legs, completely naked.
Perhaps the towel hadn't been tied properly and had slipped down with the massage, or maybe she was just hot and had taken it off herself. Whatever.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me. This young woman was a newbie; she probably didn't know much. Wouldn't it be wonderful if I pretended to send a text and secretly took a picture of her
? Yet, I felt a pang of guilt. I had a good impression of her, and I wondered if doing this would be morally wrong. I was
torn and conflicted.
In the end, I abandoned reason and comforted myself with the thought that such a wonderful young woman should be
shared with everyone. My sense of duty prevailed over logic; I couldn't always be the one sharing the fruits of others' labor. I'd made up my mind. I
told the girl, "It's my wife's text message, you're not allowed to peek!" Ugh, then I thought, that excuse was too weak.
It's not like my wife is calling and she can't make a sound. A quick glance at a text message won't kill her. Anyway, the girl really wasn't
paying attention to my phone. Meanwhile, I set over a dozen alarms on my phone, the ringtone was
the same as the text message alarm, going off every five minutes. This created an opportunity to take pictures. Was I being a little too inconsiderate
? Haha. I don't know if the girl was genuinely clueless or just too naive. I naturally assumed she was too naive
. Haha, damn it, back in other places, even when you're on the phone, the masseuses would stare at your phone, afraid you'd take a picture
. These masseuses are practically geniuses. Anyway, the girl gave me the opportunity.
I won't go into the details of the sneaky photos.
I noticed the masseuse didn't seem to know much about massage, and it wasn't really helping me, so I told her to stop and
come lie in my arms. I guess she was too lazy to massage me anyway, so she obediently nestled against my shoulder like a little bird
. My hand went around her shoulder and caressed her breasts. I asked her what other services she offered, and she replied, "I
really don't know." I said, "Do you know how to do the 'Dragon Drill'?" She giggled and said, "I really haven't done it, but my instructor demonstrated it for
them." I said, "Then I'll do it for you just like your instructor demonstrated." She said, "You really want to do it?" I asked, "You
really don't want to?" She said, "Okay, lie down properly, I'll do as you say." She moved behind me, and I could already feel
her breathing on my butt. Suddenly, something fleshy pressed against me—it was her tongue, gently tickling me.
My muscles tensed as her tongue slowly invaded my space. Suddenly, she turned her head and spat a few times towards the floor. I
turned to her and asked, "I ate stir-fried bean sprouts for dinner, did you somehow manage to grow a bean sprout?" She said, "Oh my god, that's disgusting!
" As she spoke, she slapped my butt hard with a loud "smack," then
laughed loudly—the loudest sound I'd ever heard her make. She did it to me a few more times afterward. Because it was
a bit extreme, I won't go into details; you guys know what I mean.
I let her lie in my arms again, and my hands caressed my beloved breasts once more. I asked her to lick my nipples
, and she did, sucking vigorously like a baby nursing. I told her that's not how you do it, that you won't feel anything.
She said, "Teach me!" I was stunned; she really treated me like her teacher. I said, "What's in it for me if I teach you?"
She suddenly kissed me on the cheek and said this was her reward. I was completely speechless, but thankfully she didn't kiss my lips. You
know, she just gave me a deep penetration and didn't brush her teeth! If she shouted this out in the street tomorrow,
who would want to give me a wet kiss? I bet nine and a half out of ten men would. Oops, I'm getting off-topic. Where was I thinking? Let's get back
to the point. I told her that men and women are similar; their sensitive spots are the same—two basic points on the top and one center on the bottom.
Now I'll tell you how to grasp those two basic points. Kissing breasts is the same for men and women: use the tip of your tongue to lick the areola
three times to the left and three times to the right, then gently lick the nipple, suck, and then gently bite with your teeth. Repeat the same procedure on both sides.
Understand? I realized she really didn't know much about flirting, so I curiously asked her how many people she'd slept with. Without hesitation, she
said, "Three: my boyfriend, and two customers here. Oh, it should be four, and the other one is you,
haha.
" I asked, "Have I slept with you?" She didn't know how to answer and instead asked, "What are we doing here?" I said I didn't
know and asked how old her boyfriend was. She said 19, almost 20. I thought that was possible;
how many 20-year-old boys know about foreplay? They just start with a quickie. I told her to do as I said, and she got up and
straddled me. Her tongue teased my breasts, which were right in front of me.
I used both hands, one in each hand, greedily kneading them. Maybe I used too much force, because she told me to be gentler. Those
breasts felt amazing, so bouncy and fleshy, almost like balloons. Haha
, if you don't know, blow up a balloon and squeeze it yourself. Unlike some other sex workers, even though they're young, after
countless procedures, they're no longer young. When they bend
over, their breasts sway like gourds on a vine, which is really disappointing.
I kept attacking her breasts and nipples, and she hummed softly
, like a mosquito. Her hormones were surging again, and
my penis slowly awakened. I said, "See if it works?" She stopped, looked up at my
breasts, and said, "Still the same." "Duh, who told you to look here?" She stared at me and said, "Then where should I look?" After a moment,
as if she had suddenly realized something, she turned to look at my little brother, then turned to me with a grin, pressed her two index fingers against
my nipples, and said, "This is the beginning, isn't it?"
I was stunned. "What's going on here?" I said, pinching her nipples. "I'm turning on your switch now
, let's see if that works." My right hand moved down too. Since she was straddling me, this position
made it easy for me to reach her vulva. I gently parted her labia with two fingers, my middle finger probing inside, hitting the entrance.
It was a little wet, but not quite what I wanted. I rubbed my finger back and forth at the entrance
, but didn't go in. After about a minute, I slightly bent my middle finger and easily found her clitoris, gently stroking and
teasing it. After only three strokes, her body trembled slightly. I clearly remember it was three strokes. My fingers didn't
stop And so it continued… Her trembling became more and more frequent. I launched my attack. I lifted my head, opened my mouth, and took
her right nipple into my mouth. My tongue teased her areola, circling it three times to the left and three times to the right. Then I took her nipple into my mouth,
gently sucking and biting it. She trembled again. My fingers rubbed her clitoris incessantly,
while my mouth attacked her other breast. Under my simultaneous assault from above and below, she let out soft "Ah…
Ah…"
My fingers probed her vulva again, which was already overflowing. I asked her, "Is it comfortable?" She looked at me affectionately and
smiled, saying, "Yes, it's comfortable." I said, "What if I'm not comfortable yet?" She sat on my stomach, her vulva
making intimate contact with my lower abdomen. I could clearly feel that wet, swampy expanse. She lowered her head and
gently kissed the base of my ear, saying, "However comfortable you want to be, I'll make you comfortable, as long as I can." A sudden pang of pain swept through me. So
this place, I realized, could also be a place for genuine lovemaking, not the mechanical kind with old-fashioned masseuses. And I
wasn't just doing it for the sake of release anymore. I said, "Little sister, thank you for making me feel this pain." She asked, "Why does it
hurt?" I smiled and said, "No reason. It's a good thing. At least I haven't become numb.
" The little sister looked at me blankly. I didn't want to ask her name, where she was from, or how old she was. Because tomorrow we would
be strangers, there was no need. I gently stroked her face and said, "Little sister, not understanding or not thinking is happiness
. I'm very happy tonight. We don't have much time together, so I want to cherish it."
The little sister looked at me affectionately, without saying a word. After a long while, she lowered her head and gently kissed my cheek, this
time for a little longer. I smiled slightly and said, "Let's do 69." She habitually asked again, "How do we do that?"
I told her to turn around and give me a blowjob, just turn her butt towards me. The girl did as I said, and at that moment, her entire vulva
was displayed before my eyes. Because I'm rather chubby, she straddled me quite far, her labia slightly
parted, revealing the slit of flesh, the small vaginal opening, and of course, the pinkish
clitoris. I didn't touch it; I just watched quietly. Then, the girl opened her mouth and took my soft
penis in. My penis returned to that familiar yet strange place, and she slowly and gently sucked on it.
My penis felt very comfortable and enjoyed itself in that warm, wet place.
I gently parted her labia, revealing a pinkish vulva. I even had the urge to lick it, but I didn't
do it. I gently rubbed her vulva with my fingers; it was still wet, and my fingers were covered in her
love juice, slippery. I massaged her clitoris, stroking and kneading it. The girl's body trembled again, and her
vulva became even wetter. My fingers slowly reached into her opening, rotating and rubbing at the entrance. More love juice
flowed out. My fingers slowly penetrated deeper into the opening; it was warm and surprisingly tight. A surge of joy welled up inside me
. If my fingers could feel so tight, how amazing would it be when my penis went in?
My fingers slowly moved in and out of her opening, finding her G-spot. I stopped thrusting and focused on attacking her G-
spot. The girl was aroused. With the continuous movement of my fingers, love juice flowed out incessantly, making "tsk...
tsk..." sounds. The girl's nose also made "hmm...hmm..." sounds. My penis,
under the girl's onslaught, slowly hardened. Suddenly, the younger sister turned to me and said, "I'm so itchy, put it in." Before I could
answer, she tore open a condom that was lying around and forced it onto my half-erect
penis. Then she turned around, straddled me, and slowly sat down until the head of my penis touched her vulva
. She gently tried to insert it, but because I was only half-erect, it wouldn't go in. The younger sister vigorously stroked
my penis, probably aroused by me, completely disregarding my feelings, and moved roughly. With her
efforts, she finally succeeded. My penis successfully entered that tight, really tight vagina. It
felt so good, warm and slippery. The younger sister gently lifted her buttocks and moved up and down, making "oh..." sounds.
With a moan of "Oh...", I responded to my little sister's moans, my hands moving over her breasts, gently pinching her
hardened nipples. I put the finger that had been inside her vagina to her lips, and she took it in without hesitation
, sucking and licking it with her tongue.
Suddenly, my penis slipped out of her vagina, and she sat on empty air. She grabbed my penis
and tried desperately to push it back in, but to no avail. I told her that I have a habit of waiting until my
penis is fully erect before inserting it, otherwise it will become softer and softer with each thrust. My little sister looked
at me questioningly, then suddenly slid her buttocks back to my knees, lowered her head, and opened her mouth to take my penis in, but
stopped at her lips because my penis was still covered by a condom. I didn't say anything, just watched what she would do. I knew that my little
sister had been brought to her peak, and she would do everything she could to make my penis hard so that I could penetrate her
vagina and have sex with her.
Suddenly, the younger sister grabbed the top of the condom and ripped it off violently, throwing it to the ground. She then opened her mouth
and took my penis in, attacking me repeatedly with the techniques I had taught her. I told her to do 69, just in case I got hard
, but her mood cooled. My fingers roamed freely over her vulva, massaging her pink
clitoris, thrusting in and out of her vagina, and frantically attacking her G-spot. She couldn't help but
moan, "Ah...ah..." Just then, my phone rang again. I picked it up and
snapped several pictures of her beautiful vulva. I suddenly thought, wouldn't it be amazing to use the phone's vibration function to massage her clitoris?
But then I thought better of it; her vulva was overflowing with vaginal fluid. What if I ruined my phone? Pain.
Ah… Then a lewd smile crept across my face. I remembered there were packaged disposable shower
caps in the shower room, so I asked the girl to get them. She stopped giving me oral sex, keeping my penis in her mouth without making
a sound. I told her to go get them, and she obediently brought them over. She got back on the bed and started giving me oral sex in a 69 position again.
I unwrapped the shower cap to cover my phone, turned it to the strongest vibration setting,
and pressed it against her clitoris. At the same time, I inserted my fingers into her vagina, massaging her G-spot. The girl couldn't take it anymore; she was moaning and groaning
, her body trembling uncontrollably. My penis, under her intense assault, reached a proud
, erect state. The girl no longer cared about my opinion; she spat out my penis and turned to
rape me, one hand groping on the bed. Suddenly, she said, "Oh no, I only brought one condom, and
I just threw it on the floor." A chill ran down my spine. Seriously? She's stopping me now?
I asked why she only brought one condom. She said she usually works an extra hour, one time and then she's done. I
was her first hour with her. Oh, I see. I said, "Hurry up and call someone to bring one over." She said she didn't have
her phone and didn't know the front desk's number. Who could she call? This is what happens when you call a newbie. Sigh… I said, "
I can't exactly call Mr. Long and have him bring a condom over now, can I?" She chuckled foolishly, a lewd expression on her face,
and said, "How about we do it this way? Just don't ejaculate inside." I was startled. I know I've
had a fair number of encounters, and I've never gone without a condom. I always keep a line of defense. But then I
thought, this girl is new, hasn't been here long, and I just had close contact with her genitals. There was no
odor, and I didn't notice anything unusual. That line of defense is starting to weaken.
Seeing my hesitation, the girl added, "Their instructors taught them that they must use condoms with any customer under any circumstances. Otherwise,
they'll have to deal with any problems themselves. You're not happy about having sex with me without a condom?" I said, "I'm not unhappy
, it's just..." She quickly interrupted, "I've only been here four or five days. I've been in training every day and haven't had
many customers. I'm not sick." Ugh, she had to say it so bluntly. I said, "Okay." She squatted
down, grasped my penis, and prepared to insert it into her vagina, reminding me again, "Don't ejaculate inside
." I replied, "Okay."
As she spoke, my penis slowly entered that warm, slippery world, tightly surrounded
and squeezed. It felt so good and comfortable, even more stimulating than when I had a condom on. In this position, I
could clearly see the veins bulging on my penis, standing there as hard as steel. The girl
was moving her hips up and down, and with each thrust, my penis went in and out of her vagina. Each time it came out, it
slightly everted her labia, revealing a small ring of red flesh. Each entry and exit also pushed her labia further into the vagina,
as if trying to bring them in with it.
Her vagina was completely filled by my penis, seemingly reaching its limit. I could clearly
see her vagina opening with each insertion, the tear reaching the base of her clitoris.
Hidden beneath a tuft of pubic hair, her small, fleshy clitoris appeared and disappeared. The younger sister followed her movements,
moaning softly and gradually growing louder and deeper. As I thrust downwards in sync with her, I
arched my hips upwards, faster and harder, each time my glans hitting her clitoris –
the feeling was indescribably pleasurable. At this point, her genitals were no longer just overflowing, but
overflowing with moisture. My pubic hair was completely soaked, and her moans had turned into heavy, labored breathing
. Her hands gripped my breasts tightly, leaving red claw marks.
Then, she let out two screams, "Aww... Aww..." followed by a violent spasm
. A gush of fluid erupted from her vagina, and she collapsed onto me, burying my penis completely
inside her, limp and paralyzed. She gasped, "I... I... can't go on anymore, I need to rest." I saw that her
cheeks were flushed, a vibrant red, and her breasts, like deflated balloons, were displayed
before me. I asked her, "Was it good?" She softly hummed in agreement.
After resting for a moment, her breathing was no longer so rapid, and her face was slightly flushed again. I said, "You've had your fun
, but I haven't. What should I do?" She said, "Then you'll have to do it. I really can't anymore." I rolled over and pinned her
beneath me, my penis remaining inside her vagina the entire time. I began a slow, in-and-out motion,
squeezing the base of her breasts with both hands to make her nipples more prominent. I opened my mouth and took one of her nipples in,
licking, sucking, and teasing it. The piston-like motion of my penis also changed frequency, using a nine-shallow-one-deep technique. Each time, I
would completely withdraw my penis from her vagina until the glans touched the vaginal opening, then gently insert it, only inserting it
to a third of its depth. I repeated this nine times, and on the last thrust, I would forcefully plunge it all the way in, my penis disappearing into her vagina at the hilt
, my glans pressing against her clitoris. I repeated this motion.
I silently counted in my mind, "123456789, um, 123456789, um..." The frequency gradually increased
, and the intensity gradually increased. My little sister's "um... um... um..." became continuous, her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom,
her jaw was clenched, and her nose was covered with a layer of fine sweat. Her two full breasts swayed in front of her chest with my movements
, and two small nipples stood upright in the center of her breasts.
Because I sit in the office all year round, I lack exercise and am overweight, making me a veritable
fatso. The continuous, strenuous thrusting had strained my shoulders, and I couldn't keep up. I lowered myself,
wrapping my arms around her neck from behind. Her breasts pressed firmly against my chest, her erect nipples brushing against
my skin, a tingling, itchy sensation. I abandoned the previous shallow thrusts and began to
thrust deeply and forcefully. Her breathing became more rapid, and her moans grew louder.
She coughed twice, saying, "I can't take it anymore, you're crushing me." Oh, she couldn't bear my weight
. I pulled out my penis, stood barefoot on the edge of the bed, grabbed her white, tender legs, pulled them to the side, and
placed them on my shoulders. I thrust my penis into her vagina with a "plop."
Each time, I thrust deeply and completely into her vagina, my glans pressing against her clitoris. A surge of heat rushed to my
brain, my penis raging with fury, displaying incredible hardness as it pounded against her vagina and clitoris. Each thrust elicited a moan from my little sister, "Oh...ah..." My hands were also kneading 　　her nipples
incessantly , attacking from both above and below, a double-pronged assault, an instinctive surge of power. My little sister's body began 　　to tremble and convulse continuously. Her legs, which had been resting on my shoulders, wrapped around my buttocks from behind, moving in sync with my 　　movements. I pulled her loose, I thrust her tight, producing a "slap slap slap" sound. My little sister's vagina once again overflowed with 　　lustful fluids, as easily as the Yellow River overflowing its banks, unstoppable. 　　My brain could no longer control my body. With the intense collision of my glans and her clitoris, 　　my ejaculation gate gradually loosened, and I felt myself about to explode. The force of my thrusts became even more terrifying. My sister's moans were no longer 　　concealed; they could probably be heard in the opposite room. I also groaned, "Mmm...mmm..." Just as 　　I was about to pull out and ejaculate onto my sister's stomach at the crucial moment, her legs tightly wrapped around my 　　buttocks. Helpless, a stream of hot semen shot into my sister's clitoris...and then I collapsed onto 　　my sister's soft ... My face was pressed against her breast, and we were both silent, only our rapid breathing mingling 　　with the brief stillness… 　　I sat up and looked at her, her eyes slightly closed, her lips not parted, her breathing somewhat rapid, her cheeks flushed, 　　her chest heaving with each breath, her two swollen breasts rising and falling. She was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm. 　　My penis was still inside her vagina, not as hard as before, but not soft either, tightly 　　enveloped by her vaginal opening. Her vaginal fluid mixed with my semen made it even more slippery, still warm, like a small mouth 　　sucking. I said, "I came inside." She slowly opened her eyes, revealing her hazy gaze, and said, "I know 　　." 　　I continued, "I didn't mean to, I was going to pull out and ejaculate on your stomach, but your legs…" 　　She smiled faintly, without speaking. I understood; at the moment of her orgasm, she hadn't intended for me 　　to pull out. She said, "Lie down on the bed." I thought, "We're done, what's the point of lying in bed? I should take a shower 　　." But I didn't say anything. I pulled my semi-erect penis out of her vagina, lay back on the bed, and closed 　　my eyes to rest. Suddenly, I felt my penis being enveloped by something fleshy, warm, and wet. 　　I opened my eyes and saw the girl kneeling on the bed, sucking and licking my penis. She was cleaning up the mess again… 　　After a while, she was almost done, and we went to the shower together. 　　After showering, I came out first, and she brushed her teeth behind me. I saw two large 　　wet patches on the towel on the bed—the bloody mess from our battle! I chuckled, took off the towel, and lay on the bed 　　waiting for her to come out. After she finished, I glanced at the clock on the wall. Wow, if I remembered correctly 　　, it was already 20 minutes past the clock. I asked the girl, "Don't you have a timer here?" The girl suddenly realized 　　, "Oh, I forgot to set the time." 　　Recalling that she hadn't started her shift after we entered the room, I was utterly speechless. We silently dressed 　　ourselves. As I finished dressing and was about to take out my money, I suddenly wanted to tease her. I said, "I was in a rush to leave and forgot 　　my wallet. I only have 300 yuan in my pocket. What should I do?" She hesitated for a moment, looked at me with wide eyes, and suddenly 　　said, "Just give me 200. This 200 is for the company; I don't need my own money." I felt a 　　small surge of emotion, but also a hidden pain in my heart. 　　I took out my wallet, pulled out 500 yuan and gave it to her, saying, "I was just kidding. I brought my wallet." Then I pulled out another 300 　　yuan and gave it to her, saying, "Use this 300 yuan to buy some medicine tomorrow. Don't actually give birth to a son for me." She took the money, 　　smiled slightly, and uttered two words: "Liar." We got up to leave the room. Just as I grasped the doorknob 　　, she hugged me tightly from behind. She didn't speak, and neither did I. We remained silent for about 　　a 　　minute. Then I pulled her hand away, opened the door, and walked out without looking back. I don't know if I did 　　n't want to look back, or if I was afraid to, but I didn't glance back at her again… 　　When I reached the front desk, Long Shao was already standing there waiting for me with 　　a 　　broad smile… 　　**************** 　　...

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