Divorced young woman

Because of a business deal with an insurance company, my boss asked me to report to the computer company's work group.
When I arrived, a girl wearing a white t-shirt, light blue jeans, and a ponytail was sitting in front of another computer, typing briskly. She wore glasses and headphones, humming softly.
The conference staff introduced me to her. She smiled serenely, took off her headphones and glasses, and turned around. She had fair skin, her eyes were slightly narrowed because she had taken off her glasses, her lips were thin, and her mouth was a little wide. She looked quite pretty.
I just politely nodded and smiled at her, and she returned a faint, almost fake smile, so much so that we both couldn't help but laugh.
Through the introductions of the conference staff, I learned her name was Xu Ying, an employee of another computer company, 28 years old this year. (I was amazed by her youth; she looked like she was 23 or 24. Actually, she was equally surprised that I didn't look mature enough.) Her voice was soft and gentle, very pleasant to hear, unlike that of a local. If a local girl spoke with such a delicate voice, it would definitely sound too affected, but she was just speaking Mandarin with her hometown accent, and it sounded beautiful. Later, I learned that she was from Lijiang, Yunnan.
From that day on, the two of us worked in the same room, responsible for the early development of the software. Once we had a design prototype, we would hand it over to the next group. So the testing team was constantly running around to the other group, asking for changes, while we only needed to develop and program according to the design requirements. We were rarely disturbed each day. As we
got to know each other better, I learned that she had gotten married at 23, but two years later, because she was always traveling, her husband had an affair, and they peacefully separated. We usually chatted, but most of the time I'd chat with girls online while she listened to music. She seemed to never change her clothes; it was always the same baggy t-shirt that covered her thighs and light blue jeans.
One morning, she went out, and I felt a bit mentally exhausted, so I saved the source code I was developing and logged onto the internet. These past few days, I'd been spending a lot of time with her, so I hadn't dared to visit my usual websites. I skillfully typed in the URL and logged into an adult website. Wow, it had been updated a lot in just a few days. I opened several windows, waiting for my friend to open the pictures of beautiful women, then opened a pornographic novel in the first window, lit a cigarette, and started reading with relish.
After a while, I felt the urge to urinate, so I went to the restroom. Each room had a restroom, and since we were all familiar with each other, I didn't mind and used hers.
When I came out, I was startled, my face flushing red. She was standing by my desk, bent over, clicking the mouse. A brightly colored picture of a woman performing oral sex was displayed on the screen. I stood there, unsure whether to go over or hide. She noticed I was back, jumped up abruptly, her delicate face also slightly red, and awkwardly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She said softly, "Oh, looking at this kind of stuff? I really don't understand you men, what's so interesting about it?" She wrinkled her nose slightly, looking incredibly playful.
I smiled awkwardly at her and said, "Sigh... I was just bored, just looking around, hehe, hehe."
She bit her lip, her clear black and white eyes glancing at me sideways. Her expression was like a little bird looking at someone, incredibly captivating, and my heart skipped a beat. She had already turned around and bent over, clicking the first window with the mouse, and reciting my online username in a husky tone: "Xiao Shiyi Lang, Intermediate Member, Points 55, Hmm, the reply is... Ah, the emotions are delicate, the description is meticulous, if the scene were more novel..."
I blushed, not wanting to rush to close it, and my embarrassed gaze fell on her. Only then did I notice that she was wearing a white t-shirt tucked into her jeans today. Her waist was so slender, and two beautiful curves extended downwards, resembling a beautiful buttocks, stretching the light blue jeans tightly. Usually, women in this line of work don't have very good posture because they sit all day; their buttocks are either too fat or too thin. Such plump, round, and beautiful buttocks are rare.
As she read, she turned and smiled at me, then suddenly noticed my gaze. She glanced at herself and realized she was sticking her butt out, hunching over in a rather unseemly position in front of a man. She quickly stood up, blushing and scolding, "You little rascal, what are you looking at?"
I was startled and snapped out of my reverie. Seeing that she was blushing but not angry, I chuckled awkwardly, "Sister Xu, I...I wasn't looking..." Realizing I'd been too obvious, I stopped myself.
Xu Ying rolled her eyes at me, returned to her seat, and, her expression returning to normal, said, "Get back to work, brother. Men aren't all serious." I was speechless. I quickly hung up the internet, glancing at her out of the corner of my eye. I noticed her legs were quite beautiful—strange, I'd never noticed before.
It took me a while to calm down. I took a nap at noon, and was still feeling lazy in the afternoon. I played Need for Speed for a while, but feeling bored, I downloaded a martial arts novel by Li Liang called "The Contradictory Celestial Master" to read. Since there was a young lady sitting next to me, I certainly didn't dare to look at anything else and risk making things awkward. However, she doesn't usually wear glasses, so if I was reading something erotic, she wouldn't know what I was looking at.
Xu Ying leaned over and glanced at my computer. I said with a smirk, "What are you looking at? It's perfectly healthy. If you want to read it, I'll tell you the website address, go for it yourself."
Xu Ying raised an eyebrow and said playfully, "Go away, you're so irresponsible. If I wanted to read it, would I need you to tell me? Can't I find it myself? When I was reading it..." She realized she had let something slip, blushed, and fell silent.
I asked curiously, "Sister Xu, you read these too? Which websites do you usually visit?" I chat online and have a few close friends with whom I can talk about anything. Since the internet is a fig leaf to hide our faces, we don't know each other, so we dare to say anything. A girl from Sichuan asked me for erotic novels, and I sent her a few. Later, I simply gave her a few website addresses, and we also exchanged our reactions after reading them on QQ.
Xu Ying pretended not to hear, glanced at the novel I was reading on Readbook, wrinkled her nose, and changed the subject, saying, "Li Liang? His novels are all for children. I prefer Jin Yong and Gu Long's works. Gu Long's works have beautiful imagery and language, while Jin Yong's works are more suitable for the general public."
I chimed in, "I like all of Gu Long's works too. As for Jin Yong's novels, 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes,' 'The Return of the Condor Heroes,' 'The Deer and the Cauldron,' there's a saying that they're all good, at least half of them aren't that great."
Xu Ying said, "No one can be a gem in every word, right? One masterpiece like 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' is enough to make him a master."
I smiled and said, "Oh, that book about disabled people?"
She asked curiously, "What? What do you mean?"
I explained to her, "The characters in that book all have severe disabilities." "Severe defects are emotional disabilities. For example, Guo Jing lost his father before he was born, Yang Kang was born into a remarried family, Huang Rong lacked maternal love, Huang Yaoshi was widowed in middle age, Mu Nianci's whole family contracted the plague and she was an orphan, Wang Chongyang, the Central Divine, was a heartbroken hero, the Western Poison had an affair with his sister-in-law and had an illegitimate child, the Southern Emperor was a victim of infidelity, the Northern Beggar was a gluttonous hero, Zhou Botong was mentally challenged, Mei Chaofeng was a lonely master who lost her husband, Ke Zhen'e..." Before I could finish, Xu Ying was already giggling uncontrollably, her face flushed, and said to me, "You're so shameless, how could you even think of that?"
Xu Ying raised an eyebrow and said sullenly, "Go away, you're so irresponsible. If I wanted to read it, would I need you to tell me? Can't I find it myself? When I was reading it..." She realized she had let something slip, her face turned red, and she fell silent.
This is pointless; it's clearly a self-made fantasy post.
I smiled and said, "Oh, that literature about disabled people?"
She asked curiously, "What? What do you mean?"
I explained to her, "The characters in that book all have serious personality flaws; they're emotionally disabled. For example, Guo Jing lost his father before he was born, Yang Kang is from a remarried family, Huang Rong lacks maternal love, Huang Yaoshi is widowed in middle age, Mu Nianci's whole family succumbed to the plague, and she herself is an orphan, Wang Chongyang is a heartbroken swordsman, the Western Poison has an affair with his sister-in-law and has an illegitimate child, the Southern Emperor is a victim of infidelity, the Northern Beggar is a gluttonous hero, Zhou Botong is a genius, Mei Chaofeng is a lonely master who lost her husband, Ke Zhen'e…" "..."
Before I could finish speaking, Xu Ying was already giggling uncontrollably, her face flushed red. She said to me, "You're so shameless, how could you even think of that?"
I stared at her intently. A few strands of her hair fell across her forehead, her delicate face, her small nose, and her slightly upturned lips... I couldn't help but sigh, "Sister Xu, you're so beautiful." She frowned slightly, giving me a reproachful look. She opened her mouth, but seeing my sincere expression, she sensed that I was genuinely praising her. A blush appeared on her face, and she pursed her lips without speaking.
I mustered my courage and said again, "Your lips are beautiful too."
She pretended to be angry, puffing out her cheeks and saying indignantly, "Are you pushing your luck?" Then she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
I shamelessly continued to flatter her, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, your smile is like a nightingale singing in the willows, so beautiful."
She blushed, glanced at me, and didn't say a word. I could tell she was very happy, so I seized the opportunity and said, "Ah, just a silent smile is enough to captivate a city, and a second smile could topple a kingdom."
She tried to suppress her laughter with a straight face and deliberately asked me, "What will you say if I don't smile?"
I shook my head and said, "Alas, such a beauty, you mustn't smile. Even without smiling, she's already captivating. If she smiles, what will happen?"
She couldn't help but burst out laughing, her face flushed, and shoved me, saying, "Go to hell, don't be so casual with me."
I stared blankly at her beauty, unable to suppress the love in my heart. I slowly stood up, feeling an urge to pull her into my arms and kiss her freely.
She looked at me warily, instinctively grabbing a notebook and covering her lips, revealing only a pair of gentle, dreamy eyes. She stammered, "What...what are you going to do? Don't do anything rash, I...I'm going to call for help."
Looking at her adorable, bunny-like appearance, I felt a tickle in my heart, but her half-serious, half-joking threat made me hesitant. A quick idea struck me; I deliberately moved closer to her, causing her to lean back timidly, her face turning red again. She coughed and said in a childish voice, "I...I...Auntie, I need to go to the toilet. What are you thinking?" Then I laughed loudly and turned to run.
Xu Ying was quite nimble; her legs flew up, and even though I ran fast enough, she still kicked me in the bottom. I cried out, pretending to fall, which elicited a series of silvery giggles from her behind.
After that little commotion, our relationship became much closer. We joked around more often, and occasionally I'd tell her some dirty jokes, which would annoy her by punching me with my little fists and calling me a pervert, a no-good guy.
The May sky lacked the dust and chill of early spring; the sun was warm, the wind clear and gentle, and the flowers, plants, and trees in the neighborhood swayed in the late spring breeze, young and full of vitality. That day, after a spring rain, the air was fresh, but the roads dried quickly. Feeling restless, I went to the bookstore, bought two books on C++, and strolled back. Passing the pedestrian overpass, I saw a familiar figure—it was her! A vendor selling pirated DVDs was arguing with her.
Curious, I walked over and stood in the crowd to watch. It turned out she had been squatting there for a while, picking through the films, but hadn't found anything suitable. When she was about to leave, the vendor stopped her, saying she'd been there too long and was slowing him down. He insisted she buy a few, and the price was a bit high. Naturally, she refused. I guessed the vendor was taking advantage of her because of her out-of-town accent.
I watched with a grin. She didn't even recognize me; her delicate face flushed slightly. In her haste, her hometown accent became even stronger—a soft, sticky voice—as she argued with him.
I noticed the vendor was holding some newer films, so I went over and said, "Never mind, never mind, three for ten yuan, give them to me."
Only then did she recognize me. She stubbornly pulled away from my hand holding my wallet, saying, "I won't give them to him, that's too domineering! Why are you so cowardly?"
I was a little angry. Helping her out made me seem cowardly. Seeing her ruin his business again, the vendor angrily shoved her, right in the chest. Her face flushed red, and she said in embarrassment, "You...you..."
Seeing this, I grabbed the vendor by the collar and pulled him back abruptly. He was about my height, but thinner than me, so I wasn't afraid of him. But I didn't expect that bastard to react so quickly, punching me in the nose with his backhand. My glasses flew off, and I was stunned. A gash appeared on my nose, and blood flowed freely. The bastard then punched me in the mouth, splitting my lip and filling my mouth with the taste of blood.
All the blood rushed to my head, and I felt my blood rushing faster, causing a tingling sensation in my head. Because I'm severely nearsighted, as soon as I took off my glasses, I felt dizzy. To this day, I can't remember how I fought with him. I only know that Xu Ying, who had been screaming non-stop, finally remembered to break up the fight after she got tired of screaming. I was so excited by the fight that I punched her on the shoulder before she dragged me away.
Later, she told me that the guy was in a terrible state. Who told him to have such long hair? I grabbed him and held him down so he couldn't even lift his head. How could he fight back? I kicked and punched him mercilessly, beating him badly. When she told me about it, she was beaming with excitement, as if she were the one who had done it. When I
got back that day, I dealt with the leaders of the conference organizing committee first, and then went back to my room to rest. I felt fine during the fight, but now I noticed that my lips were swollen, numb, and I could only taste the salty, metallic taste of blood in my mouth. She came to see me, and remembering what she'd said about me being a coward, I said, "I am a coward, why are you even talking to me?" I closed my eyes, ignoring her. Actually, I wasn't wearing my glasses, so my vision was blurry and I easily crossed my eyes, making me embarrassed to open them.
She was both annoyed and amused that I was ignoring her because of her calling me a "coward," and sat quietly beside me without saying a word.
The room was quiet, and she was sitting very close. I could smell her faint, pleasant fragrance—not just perfume, but a blend of a young woman's natural scent.
I lay on my side, my eyes slightly closed, opening only a crack. I saw one of her thighs resting in front of me. Because it was so close, I could see it clearly: the fine lines of clean blue jeans, and the thigh stretched beneath them. It must have been very strong, with a beautiful curve—rounded and long. The shape of the side pressed against the bed allowed me to imagine how soft and supple her body might be.
My heart started racing. A little embarrassed, I lay back and glanced at her, but my eyes looked unnatural, so I closed them again.
She was undoubtedly kind and intelligent; perhaps because she was also nearsighted, she giggled and jumped down, saying, "I'll get you a new pair of glasses; yours only has one broken lens."
I turned away, ignoring her. She bent down and looked at me with a grin. Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation on my shoulder—a soft, elastic touch that immediately made me realize it was her breast. My heart pounded, and all my senses seemed to converge on my right shoulder.
I savored the exquisite, intoxicating feeling—soft, elastic, and intensely warm. Were they big? Small? Round? White? My mind raced, and my shoulder involuntarily shrugged, trying to feel it more realistically. Unfortunately, she sensed the contact, let out a soft sigh, and abruptly pulled away.
My face flushed slightly. I pretended not to notice, kept my eyes closed, and didn't move. I heard her breathing behind me, soft yet rapid. After a while, she suddenly reached out and turned my shoulder, turning me around. I looked at her, confused, thinking, "She... isn't going to slap me, is she?"
I instinctively covered my face, saying, "Don't hit me, my face already looks like a pig's head."
She couldn't help but chuckle, then slowly lowered her head. I watched her eyes get closer and closer—so dark, so bright, so big… "Huh?" Before I could even close my lips in shock, she gently kissed me. My head went blank, my mouth gaped open even wider, and my expression must have looked absolutely foolish. Meanwhile, her initially shy and rosy cheeks gradually blossomed into a sweet, honey-like smile.
I stared at her blankly for a long time before letting out a scream.
She looked at me nervously, then glanced outside, then back at me, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
I pounded the bed in anguish, my voice trembling with tears, and said, "My first kiss, my first kiss, you stole it!"
Her face flushed red, a little embarrassed and angry. She covered my mouth coquettishly, and said softly but fiercely, "You...you bastard..."
I suddenly grabbed her hand, my eyes smiling, and asked her, "Can you promise this bastard a thing?"
"Huh?" This time it was her turn to be stunned like a fool, but she quickly regained her composure and glanced at me suspiciously.
I gazed at her tenderly, pleading, "Could you please promise me..."
"Hmm?"
"Give me that kiss in a couple of days?"
"Huh?"
"Because... my lips are swollen like a pig's snout right now, how can I feel the softness of your lips, the smoothness of your tongue, you..."
"Don't...say...that!" She glared at me with her not-too-large, but gentle eyes, threatening me, though her eyes held no real threat, and her soft voice had no effect whatsoever.
I didn't speak, but my glances at her were ambiguous.
Hey, what are you looking at? Watch out or I'll gouge your eyes out! "She was all bark and snarling, practically barking like a puppy, but her face flushed instantly.
I kept looking at her, but my gaze was no longer teasing; instead, a gentle, loving light welled up from the bottom of my heart.
She quieted down, her gaze drifting elsewhere, avoiding my eyes. An unnamed, warm feeling, in an imperceptible rhythm, drew us closer—from that day on, we felt a deep intimacy between us. I started paying attention to her, observing her body and every smile when she wasn't looking. We talked more, and the biggest change was in her clothes; she was no longer so unkempt.
I was surprised to find she had so many beautiful, well-fitting clothes. I asked her why she hadn't worn them before, and she shrugged and said, 'Who am I supposed to wear these for when I'm cooped up here all day?'" "I immediately asked her why she was wearing it again, which made her so angry she wanted to bite me. She chased after me, laughing. Intentionally or unintentionally, our physical contact became more frequent and natural, often causing my penis to involuntarily become erect, yet I could only helplessly let it go soft. At night, sometimes I would close my eyes and fantasize about her body, imagining the alluring sights she might display, expressing my love for her in my fantasies.
That evening, while developing an interface program, it was past nine o'clock, and I was exhausted. I had to smoke to stay awake. Xu Ying, with her alluring red lips, urged me to open the window. Seeing this, I obediently went to the bathroom, turned on the exhaust fan, and smoked.
Suddenly, I noticed a small white lace panty hanging on the railing. I couldn't resist taking it down. It was such a small panty, thin and soft, easily crumpled in the palm of my hand. I couldn't help but think of the times I often stole..." Looking at her round, pert buttocks, though they seemed so slender, how could such a tiny thong possibly cover them? If she wore it, two plump, white buttocks would surely be exposed—how alluring that would be! Could this thin white fabric conceal her genitals? Would faint dark shadows be visible? If she wore this tiny thong and lay on the bed, swaying her alluring, full buttocks, murmuring in her intoxicating voice, "Oh, I can't take it anymore,"
I fantasized. My lower body involuntarily swelled from the erotic image. I extinguished my cigarette, held the tiny thong to my nose, and smelled it—a faint scent of soap. Was her genitals also so clean and fragrant? My other hand, through the fabric, caressed my own genitals… It took me a long, long time to calm myself down. I hung the briefs back on the drying rack as they were and went back to the inner room.
Xu Ying was sitting in front of the computer, seemingly typing, but I noticed her slender, white fingers were trembling.
Looking closely at her face, her fair skin had turned a deep purplish-brown, and the exposed part of her neck was as red as a boiled shrimp. Her slightly heaving breasts were heaving rapidly, and she was taking deep breaths, struggling to regain her normal breathing rhythm.
My heart skipped a beat. Had she noticed? No way, although I hadn't closed the door, the toilet was right by the entrance; it couldn't be from this angle… I couldn't help but turn my head to look towards the bathroom. No problem. The moment my gaze returned, I suddenly caught sight of the large mirror on the wardrobe, reflecting everything in the bathroom. Good heavens, this is so embarrassing! Please, just open a crack in the floor so I can jump down and die! Every move I made in the bathroom was reflected in the bathroom mirror. Reflected in the full-length mirror, she was perfectly visible from this angle.
My heart pounded. I stole a glance at her; there was no anger on her face, just a row of fine white teeth gently biting her lip. That awkward expression, that shy blush of a girl in the throes of spring, was absolutely captivating. With a sudden
surge of courage, my previously hidden affection, now discovered, no longer held any secret. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to hug her, I wanted… Even if she disagreed, I guessed she wouldn't tell anyone else.
This realization gave me courage. We were sitting side by side, but I suddenly turned and said to her, "Xu Ying…" "Ah…" Xu Ying's body jolted. Perhaps her mind was in turmoil; she hadn't even known what she'd been typing on the computer for so long. When I called her, she jumped up as if she'd been electrocuted, saying, "What?" "Her eyes, which were slightly narrowed when she wasn't wearing glasses, always seemed to be smiling at me. A fleeting blush crossed her face before I had already deeply kissed her lips!
Her lips were even more fragrant and softer than I had imagined, with a cool, sweet taste.
Her small mouth opened in surprise, and before she could close it, my tongue had already slipped into her slightly parted mouth, entwining with her warm, wet, and delicious little tongue, experiencing the feeling of lips meeting and saliva touching.
Xu Ying sat there blankly, leaning back, letting me tightly embrace her alluring body filled with a refreshing fragrance. She had a half-asleep, half-awake expression, completely unaware of where she was. Her charming expression, with her fan-shaped eyelids half-covering her starry eyes, revealed a languid, dreamy gaze. I never knew that purity and allure could coexist in the same body."
"No, Qin Yue, you...no..." She seemed to wake up, turning her head and pushing me away with her small hands. For some reason, in my excitement, I felt a magical and alluring attraction emanating from her beautiful body. She smelled wonderful, a delicate, elegant, and natural fragrance emanating from her skin and hair, sweet and fresh like an early spring orchid—a sweet and gentle scent unique to young women.
I held her tightly, and her struggle caused the chair to fall to the ground. Although the door was closed, she shuddered and dared not struggle anymore. I held her back two steps, and she pleaded softly, "Qin Yue, good brother, good older brother, please, stop it, I...I..." The hotel room wasn't very big. She stepped back, her legs touching the edge of the bed, and she fell onto it.
I was like iron drawn to a magnet, unwilling to let her go for even a moment, and as she fell, I pressed down on top of her.
With my body pressing down on her, I could use one hand to control her head as she tried to dodge, and kiss her little mouth while my other hand groped her body. I said, "Xu Ying, you're so cute, really, I like you so much, I dream about you all the time, give it to me, I love you, give it to me." Xu Ying pushed me away breathlessly, calling out softly for me to get off, but after struggling for a while, she lost her strength, and I didn't move an inch. Instead, her body's twisting intensely stimulated my lust. My penis was hard and hot, rising and pressing against my lower abdomen, and I could even feel its heat on my own abdomen.
Because of the hot weather, everyone was wearing very little. I was only wearing a pair of casual harem pants, and today she was wearing a thin pair of cropped pants. My penis was pressing against her lower abdomen, and she immediately felt what it was. Her face flushed even more, but she dared not move.
My hand slipped inside her blouse, caressing her breasts. Her breasts felt delicate, like a pair of adorable doves, their skin incredibly smooth. Her small nipples stood erect under my touch, her breathing turning into soft moans. Her blouse had unknowingly been undone. Her body
trembled slightly under my caresses, and she pleaded in a similarly trembling, sweet voice, "Please, lock the door. Someone might see us." I was overjoyed and seized the opportunity to threaten her, "If I close the door, you can't go back on your word!" Her face flushed, and she nodded, looking aggrieved. The fear of being disturbed made her abandon all restraint.
I jumped out of bed, ran to lock the door quickly, then ran back and eagerly leaped back onto the bed.
Xu Ying's flushed face was incredibly sexy; she hugged the blanket shyly, looking at me timidly.
I pulled her into a tight embrace and said gently, "Xu Ying, I swear, I really like you. You're so cute, so charming. Sometimes, I can't help it; I lie in bed alone, thinking about you… um… please give yourself to me, I… I don't want to hurt you. If you hate me, I'd rather not touch you." "Really, you're willing to...to be with me..." She covered her flushed face and nodded almost imperceptibly.
My heart was filled with tenderness. I gently leaned in and kissed her cheek, pulling her hands away. Her eyes were hazy, filled with tender affection. My fingers lightly traced her red lips and cheeks, gently grasping her beautiful breasts.
Xu Ying hummed softly, her body trembling sensitively, her waist tensing slightly.
I rolled over, pressing her soft, fragrant body beneath me, gazing at her, and chuckled softly.
She concealed her shyness slightly and asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?" "I'm laughing because I'm embracing the most adorable woman in the world, the woman who moves my heart the most. I'm laughing because this woman kissed me the other day, but now she's like a pitiful little white rabbit about to be eaten by the big bad wolf." Xu Ying's face was flushed, and she bit her lip, her alluring expression exuding the charm of a mature woman.
I leaned close to her ear and boldly said, "I'm laughing because... my big cock is going to penetrate Xu Ying's little hole, to become one with you, to let your soft flesh..." "Ah!" Xu Ying felt hot all over, her face burning with embarrassment from my bold teasing. She closed her eyes, raised her small fist and punched my chest, crying out coquettishly, "Don't say it, don't say it, it's so embarrassing..."
I kept kissing her pretty face, red lips, and neck. As her thoughts became hazy, I began to gently caress and knead her soft, white breasts. Meeting her increasingly lustful gaze, a hand suddenly slipped into her pants.
"Hmm, no..." Xu Ying twisted her thighs uneasily. My fingers brushed across her flat stomach and pressed against her vulva. Because her pants were tight, only my fingers could move inside, and she had no way to escape.
I kissed her patiently, my fingers touching her soft pubic hair. I noticed she didn't have much pubic hair, and her vulva was tightly closed. I inserted my index finger, probing down the opening to her vaginal opening. Xu Ying's vagina was tender and slippery, already secreting a lot of sticky fluid. My finger, covered in her fluids, gently moved inside her wet, tender vulva for a while, then moved up to her clitoris and gently massaged it. She let out a muffled moan, her hips gently undulating. Seeing how sensitive she was to this, I began to tease her clitoris with varying degrees of pressure.
Xu Ying's face flushed slightly, and her eyes became moist, making them look watery and hazy, very alluring. I ripped open her shirt, removing her bra, revealing her bare breasts. Her snow-white skin had two high, curved mounds, like beautiful jade. The curves of her breasts were incredibly soft; though not large, they were almost large enough for my hand to grasp. Holding her firm breasts in my hand was an exquisite pleasure.
Two pink nipples swayed at the highest points of the curves, like two tender red cherries. I took one nipple into my mouth, sucking on the entire areola. Xu Ying's delicate body trembled as I sucked, her slender waist arching upwards.
Her smooth, pink skin brushed against my cheek, so incredibly tempting. Her nipple was covered in my saliva. Xu Ying's eyes were slightly closed, her lips slightly parted, already intoxicated by my caresses. So, when I stripped off my clothes and took her small hand to explore my penis, she seemed to only then come to her senses.
Xu Ying gazed at my erect penis with loving eyes, gently stroking it. Her small hands were soft and her skin was smooth; touching it felt itchy and incredibly comfortable.
I whispered in her ear, "Darling Yingying, is my cock big?"
She playfully slapped my back and said, "You bad boy, don't say things like that."
I grinned and said, "Okay, I won't talk about cock. Is that thing that Yingying is holding big?"
She couldn't help but laugh out loud, then realized how embarrassed she was and buried her head in my chest, saying, "Stop being so vain, it's small, like...like a toothpick..."
Hearing her flirtatious words, I became even more excited and said, "Okay, then do you want to use my toothpick to pick your teeth?"
Her face turned red, and she was incredibly shy, but she still said defiantly, "Dare?"
I couldn't help but straighten my back and said, "If you bite it, what will my Yingying use? Won't you be itching to death?"
Xu Ying let out a soft "Mmm" and was so embarrassed that she had nowhere to hide.
I said to her, "Baby, sit up, I'll take your clothes off for you."
She blushed and obediently let me undress her, then secretly glanced at my penis, shyly turned around, and lay face down on the bed, presenting her smooth, pink back and round, pink buttocks to me. Those pert, beautiful buttocks were like a large, ripe peach, with exaggerated curves extending from her waist down, cascading into a naturally beautiful and sexy shape.
I couldn't resist lying down and kissing her beautiful buttocks, then couldn't help but bite the tip of her buttocks.
She let out a soft "Ah!" and hugged her beautiful buttocks. Her eyes sparkled, and she rolled her eyes at me, saying reproachfully, "Are you going to bite me?"
I said tenderly, "Sister Ying, your buttocks are so beautiful and smell so good. I really want to eat them."
Xu Ying was aroused by my teasing, and since we were already very close, she was no longer so shy and reserved. She boldly thrust her buttocks forward and said, "Okay, go ahead and eat them."
I was so aroused by the charm she was gradually revealing that I couldn't control myself. I pounced on her and hugged her tightly, calling out affectionately, "Sister Ying, Xu Ying, Sister Ying..."
"Hmm?" Her beautiful eyes darted around as she looked at me with an inquiring gaze.
But I didn't say anything more. I just pressed myself against her smooth, beautiful body, gazing at her tenderly. We looked at each other for a while, and she was moved by my love. She couldn't help but hug me tightly and whispered, "Qin Yue, I like you too. I... like you too..."
She closed her eyes, no longer looking at me. I gently parted her legs with my toes, and gently nudged her alluring opening. She couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah," and hugged me tightly. Actually, my penis was only touching the entrance of her vagina; it hadn't actually penetrated. Xu Ying was just too nervous.
When the head of my penis touched that soft, warm flesh, an electric sensation shot from my penis to my brain. I was extremely excited. As my penis slowly slid in, an extremely comfortable temperature gently embraced me. The tight, slippery, and fiery touch made me feel numb and almost melt.
I inserted inch by inch, and Xu Ying nervously hugged my back, constantly moaning, "Gently, ah, a little gentler, slower, um... um..." My
entire thick penis was inserted into her small, closed vagina, and at the base, our pubic hair touched each other, creating a slightly itchy sensation.
I thrust hard, and Xu Ying cried out, her buttocks lifting slightly. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she cried out again, "Gently, gently!" Then, realizing my prank, she playfully slapped me, laughing shyly, "You little rascal, teasing me!"
The pleasure in her tender flesh intensified, and Xu Ying's vagina became increasingly wet. I gently propped myself up and began to thrust. At first, she nervously grabbed my arm, urging me to slow down. After a while, she let go, her eyes glazed over as she moaned. She began to writhe, her mouth opening, uttering continuous "Oh...oh...oh..." moans.
My speed increased, my force intensified, and I pounded into her with a "slap slap slap" sound. She gently furrowed her delicate eyebrows, her small mouth slightly open, also becoming excited, trembling beneath me and emitting sweet, lewd moans.
After a while, I pulled out my penis, jumped to the ground, and said to Xu Ying, "Sister Ying, come to the bedside."
"Why?" she asked, obediently moving towards the bedside.
I couldn't wait, so I grabbed one of her pink thighs, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and made her lie on her side with her legs together, curled up, half of her beautiful buttocks hanging off the edge of the bed. The small gap between her buttocks was level with the bed, lying across my penis, and her pink and plump labia were tightly closed. I pressed my penis against her vagina and inserted it, thrusting in and out again. Each time, my thighs touched her plump buttocks, and the pleasure in her vagina grew stronger and stronger because her legs were tightly closed.
Xu Ying's breasts swayed back and forth as I thrust into her, her alluring body bouncing slightly with each stroke. Her highly sensitive clitoris was further stimulated, her slender waist small, while her buttocks appeared quite large, undulating with each thrust, her anus faintly visible between her buttocks.
Xu Ying's breathing grew increasingly rapid, her face flushed red, her brows furrowed, her eyes slightly closed, and she moaned softly, clearly in the throes of passion. She murmured, "Ah...ah...Qin Yue, I feel so good, um...harder, um...ah...I can't take it anymore, ah...ah—I love you so much...good brother...faster...um...not finished yet...oh..."
Her moans, accompanied by the "squelch" of each thrust, kept me aroused, and I thrust harder with each stroke.
Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust my penis against her vulva with a series of vigorous strokes... then with a muffled groan, I ejaculated freely into her vagina, the scalding semen mingling and coursing inside her.
Feeling the rhythmic movements of my penis inside her, her delicate body trembled with each thrust. She uttered something in her hometown dialect, which I didn't understand, but it sounded like gibberish, light and crisp, spoken very quickly and pleasantly.
I flopped onto the bed, wrapped my arms around her waist, and lay behind her, contentedly pressed against her soft, boneless body, letting her buttocks press against my lower abdomen. My hands rested on her breasts, which were now damp with sweat, and my heart was pounding.
After a while, Xu Ying slapped my hands away, turned back and gave me a playful glare, then went to the bathroom to shower. I lazily rolled over and lay back on the bed, feeling both comfortable and exhausted.
Half an hour later, she emerged from the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, her hair still wet and draped over her shoulders. Her smooth, fragrant shoulders were exposed above her chest, and beneath the tightly bound robe, her breasts were slightly bulging. Looking down from the neckline, her rounded breasts, partially hidden, created an alluring cleavage, revealing a pair of slender, fair legs with beautiful shapes.
Her attire was no longer that of a cute girl; it possessed a mature, sophisticated charm.
Seeing me lying motionless on the bed, my erection limp and dejected, she couldn't help but chuckle. She gave me a seductive sideways glance and said, "You little rascal, what are you still doing here? You've already tormented me, aren't you satisfied?" I deliberately spoke in a weak voice, "Oh dear, Sister Ying is too amazing. I'm completely exhausted; I can't move anymore." Xu Ying's face was flushed, and she wrinkled her nose coquettishly, teasing me, "Oh, is that all you've got? Trying to bully a woman?" I said ingratiatingly, "Who can blame me when my Xu Ying is so adorable? I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. How could I possibly hold back a single ounce of energy?" Xu Ying was still a little shy, not used to my teasing, and turned her head away, saying, "Alright, alright, young master, go back to your room quickly, don't let anyone find out." I pleaded with her, "No, I want to hold you while I sleep tonight." Xu Ying was startled and said, "What? How can that be? If someone finds you here tomorrow, how can I face anyone?" She clasped her hands together, bowing and pleading, "Good Qin Yue, good little brother, go back to sleep, okay? You have work tomorrow." I rolled my eyes and said, "Hmm, is that so? Then you have to do it with me again." Xu Ying's eyes widened in surprise, "Ah? What?" "No way, bro, you...you just did it..." She glanced back at the clock on the wall and said, "It's already 10:30, please hurry up and leave. Or...I'll do it next time..." I insisted, "No, I've missed you for so long, and thank goodness you've taken pity on me today. If I leave now, I won't be able to sleep all night thinking about you. Aren't you ruining my life?" Xu Ying was both amused and annoyed. She bit her lip and glanced at my crotch, a hint of mockery on her lips, and said, "Big brother, really? Your...it's so soft, how do you do it?" I winked at her slyly and said, "That depends on my dear Xu Ying, how she can make it stand up." Obviously, she understood what I meant, her face flushed red again, and she puffed out her cheeks and said, "No, stop being so vain, I don't want to touch it." I teased her, "Have you ever touched it? It tastes very good." She spat at me and said, "Delicious my ass." Seeing that I was still lying there, she sighed helplessly and said, "I wonder if I owed you something in my past life." Seeing that I was still lying there, she patted my leg and said, "Aren't you going to wash up?" I was overjoyed and jumped off the bed happily. My soft penis swayed between my legs, making Xu Ying blush again. She grumbled, "Disgusting."
I chuckled and slapped her plump buttocks, making her let out a soft cry before running to the bathroom.
When I returned to the room after washing up, I saw her sitting cross-legged on the bed, her hand supporting her chin, looking at me thoughtfully.
I chuckled and said, "Sister Ying, I washed very clean, I used soap twice."
"Really...?" Xu Ying's bright and lovely eyes sparkled with a sly light.
I said, "Yes, yes, I really did use soap twice."
A sweet, adorable smile lit up her face, and she crept closer to me, her cat-like movements captivating me. Her movements exposed most of her fair skin.
"Don't... get so excited?" Just as I realized something was amiss, she pounced on me, grabbing my arm and biting it hard. Of course, she was careful; I only felt a sharp pain, leaving two neat rows of teeth marks on my arm.
Xu Ying glared at me resentfully and said, "Using my soap to wash your...thing, how am I supposed to wash my face tomorrow?"
I said, half-laughing and half-crying, "Sis, it's okay, isn't it? You'll be holding it in your mouth anyway, right? Just wash it with soap tomorrow, okay?"
She blushed slightly, then said sternly, "I don't care, I don't care, just bring me your soap tomorrow."
I surrendered, saying, "Okay, okay, no matter what, my sister Ying is the most important. I'll obey your orders, okay?"
Xu Ying smiled smugly, pinched my wet penis, and then suddenly asked me suspiciously, "Are you really clean?"
I said defeatedly, "I give up, really."
Xu Ying smiled gently, her expression extremely charming. Her willow-like arms immediately wrapped around my neck, her bathrobe rising and falling with her chest. With my caresses and kisses, her skin quickly warmed up, as if her creamy skin had been warmed by a scorching heat.
My lips naturally moved to the most attractive magnetic field, those lovely breasts. Xu Ying's breathing suddenly tightened, almost catching her breath. Her body had just experienced sex, so it quickly became sensitive again.
Xu Ying let out a trembling gasp, "No... first kiss, you're quite the flirt." She said with a hint of jealousy.
I chuckled and said, "It is... our first kiss."
She grabbed my hand that was caressing her milky white breasts and said breathlessly, "How many women have you been with?"
My expression darkened, and I said sadly, "I had a girlfriend, she worked at China Merchants Bank, but later she got together with the son of some department head, and I haven't touched a woman since then, until I met you..."
Xu Ying noticed my low spirits and hugged me tenderly, comforting me, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you..."
I smiled again and teased her, " "It's alright. If it weren't for that, how would I have met you, you little slut?"
She pouted her thin lips and asked coquettishly, "What did you say? Who's the little slut? That's awful."
I smiled and kissed her, gently tickling her, saying, "You're not a little slut, it's me, this big pervert, who forced you, right?"
Xu Ying smiled slightly and said, "That's more like it. You are the big pervert, the big pervert, the eleventh pervert, mmm... mmm..."
Her lips were sealed by mine. I sucked on her slightly upturned lips, and an alluring atmosphere filled the space between us.
Xu Ying returned my kiss, her wet, slippery tongue, carrying a hint of toothpaste, entwining with mine with practiced ease.
As our tongues explored each other passionately, my hand slipped under her bathrobe, caressing Xu Ying's warm, smooth buttocks. Her buttocks were so beautiful, smooth as jade, delicate as cream, yet still firm and soft.
One of her hands had already grasped my erect penis between my legs, gently stroking it with her fingers, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. Her slender white fingers were coated with the precum flowing from my glans.
I panted and hugged her waist, saying, "I can't take it anymore, lick it for me."
She twisted her slender
waist in protest, giggling, "You're already hard, why do you need to lick it?" I pulled her into a 69 position, thrusting my hips forward, determined to put my penis into her mouth. She hugged my buttocks, slapped them, and then began to suck on my penis.
I tried to kiss her vulva, but she moaned and refused, pulling her buttocks back. Moreover, licking her there required me to bend over and lower my neck, which was also very strenuous. I had to give up and gently insert my fingers into her vulva, rubbing her clitoris. My other hand was under her waist, lovingly caressing her buttocks, wanting to savor the smooth, tender feeling.
I parted her bathrobe, leaving her body half-covered, her thighs only partially exposed, adding to her allure.
Xu Ying's small mouth tightly gripped my penis, her head moving rhythmically, occasionally licking my glans with the tip of her tongue. The tingling sensation was most intense then. Actually, because I masturbate frequently, the tightness of her mouth didn't bring much pleasure; it wasn't as intense as when she used her hands. The important thing was that this beautiful and lovely girl was between my legs, sucking my penis with her mouth. The psychological satisfaction was overwhelming. She also gently scratched my scrotum with her fingernails, the tingling sensation making me feel incredibly comfortable.
The pleasure gradually spread throughout my body, making me want to ejaculate. Only then did I suddenly realize I had just ejaculated inside her.
I sat up abruptly, startled, and said to her, "Oh no, I just ejaculated inside you. Could I be pregnant?"
As I sat up, my penis slid out of her mouth. The saliva on her tongue mixed with the saliva on my penis, forming a long, sticky line that dripped onto the corner of her lips.
She wiped her mouth, gently pouting, "Big brother, you only just realized? What were you doing?"
I turned and hugged her, gently caressing her breasts, speaking softly and tenderly, "How could I resist? My little Yingying is so beautiful and charming!"
She couldn't stand my cheesy manner, and my caresses made her body feel a little itchy. She giggled and resisted my hands, saying, "Come on, you're just sweet-talking. Don't worry, you're a little man who doesn't want to take responsibility. I'm safe these few days."
I caressed her body reassuringly, saying, "Really? Little man, where's it small? Here?" I grabbed her small hand and pressed it against my throbbing penis. She squeezed it hard and laughed seductively, "It's small, it's small, a little toothpick, a little toothpick."
Amidst her giggles, I quickly stripped her naked. She sighed resignedly and said, "Sigh, I'll have to wash it again later. I'm a good boy, but my life is hard."
Her humor and liveliness made me realize that my usual understanding of her was insufficient. It turned out that Xu Ying was such a knowledgeable, gentle, and lovely woman.
I told her to kneel on the bed in a doggy style. She glared at me and said, "Where did you learn so many tricks? Using your older sister as practice?"
I coaxed her, "Don't always call me 'older sister,' okay? You look like a twenty-two or twenty-three-year-old girl, so cute and charming!"
It seemed that Xu Ying was quite satisfied with my flattery. She glared at me with a smile, suppressed a laugh, and turned to lie on the bed.
Her round, firm buttocks were raised high, her fair skin incredibly sexy and alluring. I played with Xu Ying's round, snow-white buttocks with both hands, and whispered to her, "I'm not using you for practice, I'm using you to practice driving. You're my beloved BMW, and I'm going to flatter you a bit." As I spoke, I slapped her bouncy buttocks.
"Ah..." Xu Ying let out a soft cry, gritting her teeth, and scolded me with a playful laugh, "You pervert, you big pervert."
I held my thick, hard penis and aimed it at her little hole in the middle of her buttocks, thrusting in and out, while responding, "Here comes the big pervert, Miss Xu Ying, get ready!"
Xu Ying spat lightly, not saying a word, but her round buttocks welcomed my thrusts, pushing back powerfully.
I grabbed her slender waist and pulled her towards me, so that I could insert my entire penis all the way into Xu Ying's pink little hole, occasionally thrusting it all the way in, and then gently rocking my lower body, grinding her tender hole. Every time I used this move, her back would tense up, and the muscles in her buttocks and thighs would engage. She would hiss and curse me, "Bastard, you little bastard, ouch, stop rubbing, it's killing me, ugh, I can't take it anymore, my legs are so weak."
As she spoke, she would lean down, but I would always grab her waist, lift her up by her belly, and continue. Xu Ying couldn't help but yell at me, "Bastard Qin Yue, you big bastard, ouch, you're going to humiliate me to death!"
I noticed that when she was happy, she liked to affectionately call me a bastard or a bad guy, unlike the erotic novels where she would call me "dear brother" or "good husband." But it sounded especially warm and made the sex even more exciting. Later, I thought that the reason she called me that was probably because subconsciously she always felt that she was older than me and treated me like a little brother.
I held her slender waist, my erect penis pressing against her buttocks, quickly thrusting in and out, my hips swaying from side to side, thrusting forward and backward, wildly and forcefully pumping in and out!
Xu Ying's slender waist swayed gently like a willow branch in the spring breeze, her full buttocks were squeezed and kneaded like dough, her small anus tightly closed, but constantly twisting and deforming due to the pull of her vagina. In my eyes, that small, light brown chrysanthemum bud seemed to be flirting with me.
At this moment, Xu Ying's cheeks were flushed red from my fucking, and the tender flesh inside her vagina was writhing and contracting intensely, tightly gripping and tightening around my penis, making my glans feel tingly. I also rose up and thrust wildly, causing her beautiful body to be thrown forward by my impact, only to be pulled back by me.
Xu Ying hummed softly, "Hmm...hmm..." and said weakly, "Bad guy...bad bastard...what...what...thing...how...this...this, so strong...oh...oh...have...me...please..."
I stopped talking, panting heavily, and kept thrusting. There were splashing sounds from Xu Ying's lower body, and her breasts swayed back and forth in front of her chest. If I hadn't been holding her waist tightly, she would have already collapsed.
Xu Ying was already drenched in sweat, her legs felt weak, and the muscles in her buttocks twitched and throbbed. She could no longer hold back and pleaded in a trembling voice, "I can't take it anymore, good little brother, Qin Yue, hurry up, you're killing me, umm, I'm going to die. Ah, I can't take it anymore."
My glans also felt waves of tingling pleasure. I concentrated all my strength on my big penis and thrust desperately, shouting, "Good sister... harder... squeeze tight... I... I'm going to... I'm going to cum..."
Hearing my words, Xu Ying mustered her last bit of strength, twisted her slender waist, and desperately thrust her buttocks back. Strands of hair were messy and stuck to her skin on her sweaty back.
"Ah! Good sister...so good...wow...I...I came..."
I held Xu Ying's body tightly, my whole body trembling uncontrollably. My semen released all its passion, gushing into her body. I pressed down on her, my hips against her sweaty buttocks, panting heavily. She was panting too, our bodies rising and falling together with our rapid breathing.
After a long time, my limp penis gradually shrank and slid out of her body. I rolled over to the side, lying on my back. Xu Ying was still lying there, limp and motionless.
I chuckled twice, weakly reaching out to pat her buttocks, saying, "What's wrong? Beauty, can't take it anymore?"
She gave a soft, languid hum through her nose, looking incredibly cute with her weak and listless expression.
After a long while, she lazily said, "You're amazing. I can't go on anymore. I don't want to move at all." She turned her face, her bright eyes looking at me hazily, I couldn't tell if they were even focused on me. A faint, exhausted smile hung on her face. "How come you're moving like a donkey, so much energy? I'm about to die from exhaustion."
I said, "That's strange, I'm the one moving, you're just lying there, how come you're more tired than me?"
Xu Ying hummed and said, "You don't know anything, don't ask me, I'm exhausted."
I said smugly, "How about that, are you convinced? Want to do it again?"
She quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, you..." "Please spare me, I'm going to die from exhaustion if you keep going."
I stroked her sweaty back down to her slender waist and shapely buttocks, and said tenderly, "Baby, shall I carry you to take a shower?"
She snorted and said, "Forget it, don't go overboard, or I'll be in trouble again. Are you satisfied now? Hurry up and roll back."
To be honest, I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open, so I just chuckled, put on my clothes, and staggered out. As I left, I asked her, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
She gave a soft moan and said, "I'm exhausted, I need to rest a bit more."
I went back to my room, quickly showered, and fell asleep like a dead pig.
The next morning, I actually overslept. While everyone else was downstairs eating, I was still fast asleep. I slept until the sun was high in the sky. When I finally got out of bed, I looked at the clock and it was already 9:30. Breakfast was out of the question at that time.
After I finished washing up, I leisurely went to Xu Ying's room, which was also our workspace. I opened the door and saw her sitting in front of the computer compiling code. When she saw me come in, she closed the door. Her face flushed slightly, but she didn't look at me, continuing to type on the keyboard while looking at the computer, saying, "Just got up, sir?"
I smiled awkwardly and said, "Yeah, I was exhausted and didn't even have time to eat."
She giggled, then quickly straightened her face and said, "Serves you right! Who told you to keep going like that? I wish you'd starve to death."
I noticed she was wearing a well-fitting light blue plaid shirt and red hot pants, revealing her slender waist, pert breasts, and full, shapely hips and legs. Her expression was so adorable, a mixture of reproach and shyness. I couldn't resist leaning over and kissing her cheek, saying: "Mmm, smells so good. I'll eat you when I'm hungry, I'm not afraid at all."
Xu Ying glared at me and whispered, "Don't be so casual in broad daylight, what if..."
I said, "It's okay, not many people come here anyway, I'll just lock the door."
She hurriedly said, "No, if you lock the door, won't people be even more suspicious?"
I patted her chest and grinned, "I have a plan. I'll turn on my laptop, put on a movie, and if someone comes, they'll just think we're watching a movie. They won't suspect anything if the boss sees us."
She blushed and stammered, "But...but...so early in the morning, and you...aren't you done yet?"
Looking at her blushing face, I suddenly realized, ha! It turned out the beauty had misunderstood; she thought I wanted to… I gave a wry smile and mischievously said to her, “Sister Ying, if you still want it, I will do my utmost, even unto death, but… I don’t know if I’m capable now.”
She then realized she’d been tricked and was incredibly embarrassed, raising her hand to hit me. I grabbed her hand and kissed it sweetly. Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes shone with tender affection as she looked at me, saying, “You, you’re so energetic even without eating. Look, I saw you hadn’t come downstairs this morning, so I went out and bought you some KFC. The milk is still warm, eat up.”
I took the things she bought for me, my heart truly filled with gratitude. Few women cared for me like this. I gratefully kissed her again, looked at the sumptuous breakfast, deliberately sighed with feigned distress, and remained silent.
She fell for it, nervously saying, "What? It's not to your taste? I... I saw you buy it once before, and I thought you liked it, so..."
I shook my head heavily, looking at her with sad eyes, and said, "Sister Ying, have you ever heard of an old saying?"
Xu Ying asked hesitantly, "What... old saying?"
I said passionately, "A drop of kindness received should be repaid with a spring of gratitude! Now, I've received such a large cup of milk from you, how many cups of... milk will it take to repay it?"
She opened her mouth, repeating it inexplicably, then suddenly understood, her face turning as red as fire. She raised her jade-like leg to kick me, angrily scolding, "You bastard, I should have let you starve to death, and... what..."
She stammered, unable to finish her sentence. I chuckled, put my arm around her slender waist, and let her shapely buttocks sit on my lap, commanding, "Sister Ying, feed me."
She struggled and said shyly, "No, let go! You're going to die! If anyone comes in, I'll kill you first, you bastard, then commit seppuku!"
I chuckled, quickly ran over and locked the door, then pulled her into my arms, caressing her small, pert breasts, saying, "Good sister, hurry up and feed me. Once I'm full, we'll get to work. Otherwise, I'll cling to you and never let go."
Helpless, she could only sit shyly in my lap and feed me. I, in turn, teased her until she was panting, inhaling her delicate fragrance as I ate the most enchanting breakfast of my life.
From that day on, my life became vibrant and colorful. Every day, I would joke and laugh with her while working. When we were tired, we would lock the door, hold her in our arms, and tenderly caress her. At night, we would always spend our time in her boudoir before sneaking back to my room.
What's even more exciting is that sometimes when people from other rooms come to discuss problems with us, and she stands in front of the computer pointing and explaining her design ideas to the person sitting in front of her, I pretend to lean in behind her to listen, and take the opportunity to reach out and touch her buttocks. She is afraid of being discovered, so she can only blush and pretend to be nonchalant as I take liberties with her.
Later, she got smarter. When someone came, she would either move a chair and sit next to him, or stand to his side, watching my helpless expression. When no one was looking, she would make a face at me, biting her lip and showing her white teeth, then wiggle her little bottom. Her charming appearance made me drool with desire and grit my teeth, but I couldn't do anything about it. Once, I went to buy condoms and saw some kind of sex toy called "Pleasure Ring," which only cost a little over two yuan. I bought it and tried it with her that night. It was a tight round sheath with a protrusion on it. I didn't know what it was for, and there was no explanation. I put it on my penis with the protrusion facing down.
That night, I went at it for two whole hours, until I was dizzy from exhaustion. I drained all the lustful fluid from Xu Ying's vagina, and she kept crying out in pain, but I couldn't ejaculate. It was stuck so tightly around my penis that I couldn't feel any pleasure at all. Finally, I had to take it off, but because I had held back for so long, my penis was engorged with blood and frighteningly hard, yet I was completely numb and had no feeling. My little beauty had to use her mouth first, then her hands, until her hands were sore, before
she could barely ejaculate. Two days later, after I figured out that the protrusion was pointing upwards to stimulate the clitoris, I tried to persuade her to try it again, repeatedly promising to take it off after only twenty minutes. Unexpectedly, she was terrified and refused to give in.
That time was the most painful for Xu Ying. Her genitals were still sore the next day, and she ignored me all day. I followed her around like a shadow, closely watching her every move, forcing a smile, almost barking to get her attention. Finally, I managed to make her smile and forgive me.
As the weather gradually warmed up, one evening, the organizing committee took everyone to a club. After a seafood feast, we went upstairs to play bowling. My skills were so-so, and I didn't really enjoy this activity. After a couple of throws, I simply sat on a chair, drinking a beverage and watching others play.
Xu Ying seemed to really enjoy this activity. That day, she was wearing a pink tank top and denim shorts, her breasts bouncing adorably. Whenever she jogged a few steps, squatted slightly, twisted her waist and hips, and pretended to throw the ball, her beautiful little bottom tautly bulged in her shorts, its curves incredibly graceful. Her pair of smooth, pink legs, rounded like jade pillars, extended from between her shorts; the lines and color were a beauty and sensuality that I cannot describe in words.
I was absolutely captivated by her alluring buttocks. That night, I held her in my arms on a chair, her bare bottom nestled in my lap. Her vagina slowly rubbed against my penis, her hips rising and falling, landing on my legs, allowing me to fully experience the pink and smooth skin of her buttocks.
Meanwhile, I was online. When a friend I hadn't seen in a long time asked me where I was on QQ, I told him I was having sex, and a beautiful girl was sitting on my lap, rubbing my big cock. Xu Ying immediately tried to grab the mouse, but I had already sent the message via hotkey. She blushed furiously, covering her face as if she couldn't bear to be seen.
However, that guy didn't seem to believe me. He immediately sent a long string of "hahaha..." messages, then earnestly advised me to find a prostitute. He even went so far as to tell me, with great seriousness, where in my city the famous prostitute district was. "Tch, showing off his knowledge. Do I need him to tell me about things in my own city?"
When I said this with a disdainful tone, Xu Ying immediately grabbed my ear and asked if I had ever been to a prostitute. I had no choice but to confess honestly that it wasn't that I didn't want to, but I was too timid and afraid of being arrested by the police, so I had never been. She then let me go, somewhat smugly, and threatened that if I had been to a prostitute, I shouldn't touch her again; she was disgusting.
That night, I suggested playing with her asshole because I had been really obsessed with her buttocks for a long time. If I didn't play with it, it would be like I hadn't truly enjoyed her ass. Although I sweet-talked her and made her happy, she just wouldn't agree. Later, when I pressed her too hard, she looked very unhappy, so I had no choice but to give up.
Time flies, and the system development was nearing completion. She often looked melancholy, and it pained me deeply.
Once, after making love, I held her and impulsively begged her to stay in the city; I wanted to marry her. But she refused. She sadly told me that our love was just a castle in the air, an emotional outpouring between two lonely modern people on the nineteenth floor of a building, without any real foundation. She was older than me, and in the far south, in Lijiang, Yunnan, her parents, her relatives, her roots lay among those mountains and rivers. She couldn't stay here.
She gently kissed my tears and said she had already been divorced once and didn't want to let that bind our lives. If one day we hurt each other for some reason, she preferred to leave a beautiful memory in each other's hearts.
I remained silent. Her thoughts were more mature than mine. Although I was so infatuated with her, I knew I had no reason to keep her. That night, she unusually allowed me to stay in her room. We embraced until dawn, and even in my sleep, I held her tightly, unwilling to let go.
On the night the conference organizers announced that the development work would be successfully completed the next day and all personnel would return to their respective companies, he went around toasting each table. I drank a lot, even though I wanted to punch that bastard who announced the end of the work in my nose. I accepted every drink he offered.
That night, not long after Xu Ying returned to her room, I quietly slipped in. We didn't turn on the lights; our bodies were already very familiar.
The sky outside the nineteenth floor was azure, the stars twinkling. We didn't draw the curtains or close the windows. In the gentle night breeze, under the starlight and moonlight, we embraced tightly, kissing each other passionately, wanting to imprint each other's taste deeply in our minds.
The computer was playing soft music, "The Moon Represents My Heart," and the deep, melancholic voice of the female singer moved us both.
When she stood by the window and took off her clothes, her long hair, delicate face, pert breasts, slender waist, long legs, and stunningly beautiful buttocks created a silhouette as beautiful as an elf.
I held her soft, smooth body tightly, thrusting my hardness deep into her. My drunken lust made me roughly and wildly fuck her, and she responded passionately, offering no resistance. Her pretty face flushed pink, appearing so alluring in the pale moonlight. Her deep, affectionate eyes stared at me intently as I thrust, and her slightly parted lips uttered muffled murmurs of desire.
I squeezed her breasts even harder, letting my penis thrust freely inside her. She swayed her hips, moaning softly, her gentle hands brushing away the strands of hair clinging to my forehead with sweat.
When I finally erupted inside her, I felt as if I had exploded into billions of fragments, scattering into the vast universe. This was the supreme pleasure in the world, a complete union of man and woman.
As I lay down and calmed down a bit, I vaguely felt a pair of slender hands roaming over my body, and a faint fragrance of orchids wafted over. Then, her moist, warm mouth took my penis into her mouth, sucking gently yet powerfully until it was erect again. She then brushed the hair that was falling over her face, gently leaned down, and raised her shapely buttocks high, softly saying to me, "Yue, you little rascal, come here. I've never given this to anyone before, but today I'm giving it to you."
I stared at her in surprise. She looked at me with gentle eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Haven't you always wanted this from me? Today I'm giving it to you; consider it a gift from me."
"Sister Ying," I hugged her, moved, speechless for a long time.
She smiled and teased, "What? If you don't want it, I'll have to get up now, no regrets!"
I hugged her beautiful, captivating buttocks, and gratefully leaned in, kissing every inch of her pink skin. Finally, without hesitation, I licked her light brown anus with my tongue. Stimulated by my tongue, her anus contracted sharply, and she whispered, "Good brother, don't lick there, it's dirty."
I stubbornly said, "No, it's not dirty. Every part of Ying-jie's body is so beautiful and clean."
Moved, Xu Ying stopped talking, closed her eyes, and raised her buttocks, letting me lick her.
Her anus was very clean, with a faint scent of soap. Under my licking, she contracted her anus from time to time, and the muscles of her buttocks tensed up.
When it was moist from my licking, filled with boundless love for her body, I pressed my penis against her anus and slowly but powerfully inserted it. Her arched back tensed instantly, her head turned to the side, gently biting her lip as she received my entry.
The tight, wrinkled flesh gripped my penis firmly, and it slowly entered my dream paradise, deeply penetrating her tender anus, deep into her rectum, where it felt incredibly warm.
The muscles at the anus tightened around the base of my penis, and I began piston-like thrusts in and out of her narrow anal canal, slamming against her buttocks again and again, cruelly penetrating her snow-white buttocks.
Clearly, a woman's anus is not a sexual organ; she felt no pleasure, so she simply bit her lip, enduring my thrusts, satisfying my desire. This realization deeply moved me. Seeing that beautiful, snow-white, high-perched buttocks, with a part of my body deeply inserted inside, the satisfaction and impulse made me quickly ejaculate into her rectum.
After I ejaculated, her limbs went limp and powerless. Her tightly closed anus held all my semen, not a single drop spilled.
I held her, kissed her; that night was the second and last time we embraced and slept side by side.
The next day, as we packed our bags and prepared to return home, she was already sitting in the car ready to depart. The window was open, and I saw her seemingly leisurely manicuring her fingernails; her slender, jade-like fingers shone through the morning sun, like transparent jade. But I clearly noticed that her eyes were red and swollen. Yes, she had cried, cried for a long time.
In the chaotic crowd, I couldn't say anything to her, only watching her from afar. She must have sensed it, for suddenly she raised her head, instantly and accurately located where I was standing, looked at me deeply, then turned her head away, never to look back again.
I remembered what she said to me that night: "If one day we are destined to meet again, then it's God giving us a chance, and I'm willing to continue our destiny!"
Yes, I hoped so. From then on, whenever I had the opportunity to cooperate with other companies, regardless of whether it was her company, I would rush to participate, hoping to see her again. Although I haven't fulfilled my wish yet, I know she hasn't forgotten me either, and she must be striving for such an opportunity as well.
Every time I travel for work, I like to stay in a high-rise building. From there, I can overlook the earth and think of her, Xu Ying, my unforgettable lover! I think of that unforgettable night, of the deep love between Xu Ying and me on the nineteenth floor.

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