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I said, "You have a great figure!" She said, "Likewise!" Perhaps she felt our heights were compatible, so she started chatting with me. She said she had just finished a night shift. I asked her what she did for a living, and she said she was a nurse at XX Hospital, a very famous upscale hospital in Taipei. I'd heard there were many beautiful nurses there, so I chatted with her even more enthusiastically. Since she rarely went online and typed slowly, she was a little embarrassed because she couldn't keep up with my typing speed. We were getting along very well, so she suggested we chat on the phone. This was exactly what I wanted, so I immediately dialed her number. Me: Hello! Her: Wow? Your voice is quite nice! Me: Your voice is nice too! Her: Hehe~ You're the nicest voice among the three online friends I've talked to on the phone! Me: Thank you! Have you met any of them? Her: I've met one! Me: What did you think? Her: Not good! Me: Why? Her: He's shorter than me, and chubby, and looks a bit…dirty! And he even tried to…try to…Me: What did he want to do with you? She: You...you want to sleep with me...why do you ask so many questions? Me: I'm just curious online, I always like to ask questions! She laughed, her voice was quite nice, and we chatted for almost two hours. She said she had single eyelids and an oval face, and because she had nice legs, she usually wore miniskirts. Hearing "nice legs," I became interested and asked her to meet up. She hesitated for a moment: Why another meeting...? I said: It's okay, we'll meet near your dorm. If you don't like it when you see her, just don't show up! She thought for a moment: I just got off a night shift and was really sleepy, but chatting with you has chased away all my sleepiness, okay! Let's meet, but you said you wouldn't show up if you don't like it! I said: Are you really going to hide and peek at me first? She said: Yeah! My last online friend scared me, so if you don't agree, that's fine... I said: Okay! After hanging up the phone, with a "what will be, will be" attitude, I made some arrangements and took the MRT to the station near her hospital. When I reached the 7-Eleven near her dormitory alley, I saw people coming and going, but not a single woman with the oval face she described. Was she really hiding and spying on me? I lit a cigarette, checked my watch, and thought, if she didn't show up in ten minutes, it meant she wasn't satisfied with me, and I'd leave! After finishing my cigarette, she still hadn't appeared. My mind was racing: was she hiding because she saw I wasn't satisfied, or was she deliberately playing me? That's it! She must not be as good as she described, afraid of disappointing me in person. The saying "there are no beauties online" is true; beautiful women are too busy dating to have time online. Oh well! Time to leave… anyway, I asked her out, so I'll just pretend she's ugly! If I had just stood there pacing back and forth, lost in thought, and if I had left then, not only would the phrase "There are no beautiful women online" have become my motto, but I'm afraid I would have regretted it for the rest of my life. I had just tossed my cigarette butt into the bin (I'm quite environmentally conscious) and was about to leave when, subconsciously, I glanced back at the convenience store one last time, and then something unexpected happened. A tall woman walked out of the store, her long hair reaching her waist, wearing a white round-neck sweater and a light gray mini-skirt—really short, about twenty centimeters above the knee. Her entire fair and smooth thigh was almost bare, captivating the eye. Perhaps because of her smooth, white skin, she wasn't wearing stockings on her bare thigh, but her calves were encased in tall black boots, giving her a sexy yet undeniably feminine look. Speaking of her appearance, well! Single eyelids—not ordinary single eyelids, but long, slender single eyelids on eyes that were bright and sparkling—what people call phoenix eyes! Her eyes were delicate yet alluring, her nose straight and refined, her lips somewhat resembling Anita Mui's, but with a more sensual curve. Paired with a classic oval face and fair, rosy skin, she was irresistibly alluring. Good heavens! I almost regretted standing at the convenience store entrance. Such a beautiful woman (truly more beautiful than many TV actresses)—if I could see her but not have her, I'd rather not look at her at all. For a moment, I seemed to have forgotten I was waiting for Vivi. I was wondering if I'd missed seeing this beautiful woman walk into the store. This alluring woman smiled at me. I suddenly realized: "You're Vivi?" She said: "Yes! Are you disappointed?" I shook my head and said: "Oh…disappointed is less accurate than surprised…" As I said this, I completely understood why the first online friend she met wanted to sleep with her. With her looks, a train couldn't possibly contain all the men who wanted to sleep with her. She said: "What's so surprising? Do you think everyone online is ugly?" I said, "Even if not all are dinosaurs, someone with your looks is probably a rare breed..." She said, "Don't flatter me too much, there are plenty of beautiful women these days..." From that sentence, I could tell she was very confident in herself. I said, "With your looks, you must have a lot of patients bothering you at the hospital, right?" She said, "Patients are okay, some might want to, but they don't dare. What's annoying are the doctors, like flies, you can't shoo them away, you can't avoid them..." We chatted as we walked, and strolled to a nearby coffee shop. After ordering our drinks, I suddenly didn't know what to say. Instead, she boldly looked me up and down, and I felt uncomfortable under her captivating almond-shaped eyes. She couldn't help but smile slightly: "You haven't asked me a single question!" I said, "What question?" She said, "Am I satisfied with you...?" I said, "Oh right! So are you... satisfied with me?" She raised the corner of her mouth, teasingly saying, "Not bad, otherwise I would have waited for you to leave the convenience store before coming out!" I inwardly cursed myself for being so stupid as not to go into the convenience store and check it out. Instead, I just stood there like a dummy outside, deserving to be her toy. But her words did restore some of my confidence, allowing me to chat with her more relaxedly. During our conversation, she mentioned she had signed a six-month contract as a special nurse with the hospital, and that she didn't want to continue after that. I asked how much longer. She said three months left, then mentioned she had a boyfriend. My heart sank. I don't know who said it, but if a woman mentions her boyfriend in front of you, it means she's not interested! But then she said her boyfriend was in the military, a year younger than her, and sometimes she felt he was too immature. A few words rekindled my hope, and my spirits lifted. Then I noticed that through the transparent glass tabletop, her beautiful legs were clearly visible, especially her left leg crossed over her right, making it impossible not to glance along the curve of her long, snowy thighs towards her groin. The alluring triangle was faintly visible, making my heart race, and my penis became uncontrollably erect again. She saw my expression; I think she could read my mind too. She said, "You men just want that..." She really saw right through me. (://saffirespringro)com">91 Premium Domestic HD Long Long Long Long Long Long 91 Nude. I said: It's only a little past ten in the morning, I don't dare to think about it... She glanced at me: Really? If I said now, let's go! Let's go to bed, would you disagree? I didn't expect her to use this trick, I couldn't pretend anymore. I said: Oh this... Are you serious or not? She said: Half true, half false, you think about it yourself... As she spoke, she put her left leg down on her right leg, and then put her right leg on her left leg. In this crossing, I caught a glimpse of her tight panties under her skirt, which were red and transparent, and I could vaguely see a dark clump in the panties. She must have a lot of pubic hair. He! This little girl, she really knows how to seduce people. She said she is a Virgo and very conservative. I think she is conservative on the outside but secretly horny on the inside! The doctors at her hospital must be very... I saw her staring at me with a half-smile, and I knew it would be beneath my manly pride not to answer. I said, "If you dare, I dare!" She said, "Who's afraid of who, right?" I froze again: "I..." She said, "Tell the truth, have you ever slept with someone you met online? Even if you've slept with several women online (including virgins!), only a fool would tell the truth at that moment." I said, "No! I don't dare to have one-night stands, I'm afraid of getting diseases..." She said, "So, you're very clean?" I said, "Of course!" She didn't speak again, and once more looked me up and down with her captivating almond-shaped eyes. I looked around aimlessly, my gaze occasionally sweeping over her long, alluring legs. I saw her right leg crossed over her left, her tall black boots swaying back and forth like a hypnotic pendulum, making me dizzy. If a penis has three... If it were a meter long, I could quietly slip it under her skirt from the table, then quietly slip it into her red panties—no! If it were hard enough, I could pierce her red panties and go straight into the alluring hole at the base of her thigh. While I was lost in thought, she got up. I panicked, afraid she was leaving and I'd never see her again, so I quickly stood up. I said, "Are you leaving?" She said, "Why aren't you saying anything? What are we doing here?" I said, "I...I'll go pay!" When I paid, she had already walked outside. Worried that she would be gone by the time I left, I reluctantly forgot the twenty dollars I had left for the subway ride and hurried out of the cafe. Looking around, I only saw her back as she walked slowly along the sidewalk. This was the first time I'd seen her back; her hair was waist-length (in...). Before this, I had never met a woman with such long hair (at most, it only reached a dozen centimeters below her shoulders). Her long, beautiful legs, clad in tall black boots, were stunning. Looking at her from behind, I realized how beautiful her figure was. Oh, and when we were walking together earlier, her breasts seemed quite full; her bust size must be considerable! I walked along, lost in thought, not even bothering to overtake her to chat, until she stopped, turned around, and gave me a flirtatious glance. She said, "Were you looking at my figure from behind?" I said, "No! You were walking too fast, I couldn't keep up…" (Completely nonsensical; she was clearly walking very slowly.) Ah! Was she waiting for me? She smiled calmly: "I just finished a night shift, I'm a little sleepy, and I want to go back and rest. Would you like to come to my place for a while?" Strange? She was sleepy and wanted to go back to rest, but why did she want me to "come to her place for a while"? Seeing my dazed expression, she became a little impatient. She said, "If you don't want to go, I won't force you!" I quickly said, "Is it convenient?" She said, "My roommate works the early shift and doesn't get back until 3 PM..." I said, "That's fine, that's fine!" Entering what they called the nurses' home, it turned out to be a rather cozy suite. Besides two large beds, there was a desk and a TV, with a small two-seater sofa in front of the TV—it looked quite comfortable. Upon entering, she said I didn't need to take off my shoes. Hearing "no need to take them off," I thought I was probably out of luck. She first turned on the desk lamp, then went to draw the curtains, casually mentioning that because they often slept during the day, the curtains were double-layered and opaque. So when she drew the curtains, the room was immediately pitch black, with only the desk lamp as the light source—quite charming. She turned on the TV, sat on the sofa, crossed her left leg over her right, and said to me, who was still pondering the meaning of "no need to take them off," "Sit down!" Sit down? How could I sit on this tiny two-seater sofa? It would be about the size of two dwarfs squeezing in. I said, "Oh! Where should I sit?" I turned my gaze to the bed, hesitating as I tried to sit down, but she didn't say anything. She simply shifted her hips slightly to the right, indicating she wanted me to squeeze in with her on the small sofa. I sat down cautiously, feeling the warmth of her buttocks on my right side. My unworthy penis was practically bursting through my pants. She squinted at the TV, seemingly very sleepy, and lowered her smooth, white thighs, pressing them even closer to mine. I couldn't resist, and casually placed my hand on her thigh. It was soft yet supple, so smooth and silky—truly like porcelain. Unexpectedly, she then lifted her right leg and placed it on her left thigh, so my precious hand was now sandwiched between her two alluring thighs like a hamburger patty. My breath caught in my throat. My lucky hand felt the warmth emanating from her thighs. Ah! If only my penis were my hand instead! My mind was racing, but my hand, trapped between her beautiful legs, dared not move a muscle, afraid that even the slightest tremor would startle her thighs away. My expression must have looked really strange. She turned to look at me: What's wrong? I pretended not to notice: Nothing! Your legs are beautiful… She said: Men are thinking about that… I said: That? She said: How to get a woman into bed, and then… become conjoined twins with her. I said: Oh! Conjoined twins are either head to head or back to back, what's so great about that? She said: Stop pretending! You are… you want… I said: Want what? Tell me! She pouted defiantly: You want your genitals to be connected to… (very quietly) mine… I didn't expect her to be so direct, was she teasing me? Was she like she said, only having slept with her boyfriend seven or eight times? She stared at me: Is that right? (Turns her head away) Humph! Me: … She turned back to me and glanced at me: You'd better tell the truth, maybe I'll agree? Faced with such a stunningly beautiful woman, intelligent and charming, I could only nod in surrender. She smiled slightly, casually turned off the TV with the remote, and leaned her soft upper body against me. For a moment, the room fell silent. In the dim light of the table lamp, I could hear my own heartbeat—no! It was her heartbeat, thump! thump! thump! She seemed even more nervous than I was. I looked down at the bulge in my crotch; it felt like a rocket about to launch, and if the protective shield didn't deploy soon, it would explode. My hand, trapped between her legs, twitched. I felt the muscles in her groin twitch, and her thighs parted. I was annoyed, afraid of startling her beautiful legs away, but unexpectedly, her thighs quickly closed again, clamping my hand even tighter. As her thighs moved, the tip of my middle finger lightly touched the slightly protruding part at the base of her thigh. I knew it was her vulva. At that moment, I went all out. My middle finger, through her red panties, began to mischievously rub the protruding part, then gently pressed against the slightly concave area below. Just then, she, leaning on my shoulder, suddenly breathed heavily, her warm breath brushing against my ear. My blood vessels felt like they were about to burst. I felt something wet between my fingers; she was wet. I gently poked her again with my middle finger, and sure enough, a sticky fluid seeped through her panties. I wanted to turn my head to look at her, but she pushed my face away. She breathed heavily: Don't look at me! I couldn't see her face, but I knew it must be flushed. My middle finger suddenly became bold, pulling down her panties and probing into the thick bush. Only then did I realize this girl wasn't just wearing red transparent panties, but a tiny thong—it was incredibly alluring. Wow! Such lush grass, the stream in the middle was already swollen, about to burst forth! My middle finger teased her soft labia, about to probe into her alluring opening, when she pressed it down with her hand. She said, "Don't use your hand, it's unhygienic!" No wonder she's a nurse; she has a certain concept of hygiene. As she spoke breathlessly, I couldn't resist kissing her slightly parted, sexy lips, my tongue entering her mouth. Her tongue went from initial shyness and evasion to an unstoppable frenzy, intertwining with mine. We greedily sucked each other's saliva. I unzipped my pants, revealing my 17...A 5-centimeter-long, egg-thick penis guided her delicate white hand to grasp it. She exclaimed in surprise: "So big!" I challenged her: "Aren't you scared?" She gasped: "Besides my boyfriend's in the army, I've never seen another man's..." I asked curiously: "So there's no comparison?" Her eyes were watery with desire: "But I heard from a friend that the bigger a man's penis, the more comfortable it is!" I must meet that friend who told her that! By this time, I had already pulled down her red thong, picked her up, and sat her back on the sofa. Her two long, slender, snow-white legs, still encased in tall black boots, had automatically spread open. She had mentioned before that her boyfriend was in the army, and she hadn't had sex for five months. Moreover, her first time was when her boyfriend came out of the training center to entertain the troops, so it had been less than ten times. If what she said was true, God had truly been kind to me. As my large glans rubbed against her labia, she was already panting, her face flushed, and her juices flowing freely. I lowered my head and kissed her lips, sucking on her soft, warm tongue. While she was lost in the exchange of saliva, I thrust my lower body forward, plunging my entire penis all the way in. She cried out, "Ouch! Be gentle! It hurts..." At that moment, I felt my penis tightly encircled by a ring of warm, smooth flesh, the glans pressed firmly against her clitoris. Her cervix contracted rapidly, gripping the groove of my glans. My entire penis felt as if it were being tightly sucked by her vagina, even more so than the virgin vaginas I had penetrated before. I couldn't help but shout in my heart, "You weren't lying, you really don't have much experience, it's so tight!" Her legs twitched, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, and she could only gasp for breath. Her face flushed red: "Oh~ be gentle..." I was convinced she was the repressed type, and decided to make her want me to fuck her tender hole every day. So I straightened my penis and thrust it hard into her flesh. She started to get a little scared. She suddenly cried out: "No! I don't want to anymore... I just acted on impulse, I didn't expect to actually do it, take it out, I don't want to... I don't want to... let me go..." I ignored her and just kept thrusting hard into her tender hole that she hadn't experienced much of. With the intense friction between my penis and her vaginal walls, her vaginal fluid gushed out. Due to the excessive fluid, the soft sounds of my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina could be heard in the small suite. Her eyes filled with tears, and she began to feel dizzy: "Please pull it out, I didn't really want to do it with you... Please pull it out... I don't want it anymore..." (Her last "no" was so weak). Her initial strong resistance turned into feeble moans. As my large, engorged penis repeatedly struck the depths of her womb, her pain transformed into pleasure. Suddenly, her legs trembled uncontrollably as if cramping, and the tender flesh of her vagina contracted and sucked at my penis. I knew she was about to climax, and my penis thrust even more forcefully into her tender vagina.Suddenly, she gripped my buttocks tightly with both hands and pressed down hard, while her vulva thrust upwards violently, the intense contractions inside her vagina seeming to either break my penis or merge our genitals into one. I immediately thrust my thick penis all the way in, feeling the large glans completely penetrate into the uterine lining, the urethral opening grinding tightly against her clitoris. Instantly, a surge of hot fluid gushed out from her clitoris, my large penis completely immersed in her hot, thick vaginal fluid. She cried out: Ah~ Ah~ You You… I can’t take it anymore, my scalp is so numb… so numb… Ahh… Is this an orgasm? Oh… I was slightly taken aback by her moans. Had she never had an orgasm with her boyfriend before? If so, how lucky I am! Such a beautiful woman, I’m actually tasting and enjoying her precious virginity for the first time. This is even more exciting than breaking her hymen. Her face was as radiant as if suddenly painted with rouge, her phoenix eyes glistened with tears, her straight and beautiful nose was sweating, her nostrils flared, and her breath was fragrant. The continuous orgasms made her cling to me. Her two long, smooth legs trembled and twitched incessantly. Her pubic bone pressed tightly against mine, her vagina, gripping my penis tightly, contracted strongly. Her cervix bit and sucked at the groove of my glans, her rounded clitoris rubbing against my glans. It was so beautiful that my whole body felt relaxed, and every pore opened up. I had been with so many women, but I had never encountered such a beautiful vagina. It was amazing! She cried out, "It's coming again, it's coming again... Hold me, hold me... Ah..." I hugged her slightly upturned, elastic buttocks tightly, pressing our joined genitals together as tightly as possible, while her hands involuntarily... She pressed herself against my buttocks again, her intense physical reaction causing her protruding vulva to rub against the pubic bone of my fully inserted penis. The thick pubic hair rubbed fiercely against my relatively thick pubic hair, making my pubic bone ache slightly. She was now completely immersed in the moment, lifting her round-neck shirt and pulling down her bra. Wow! Her breasts were so white, at least a 34C, and her nipples were still pinkish-flesh-colored, as if they hadn't been sucked many times. She rubbed her breasts with her hands. I pulled her hands away from her breasts, opened my mouth, and took her left nipple into my mouth. She groaned loudly, and I continued to suckle... He licked her, while his other hand grasped and kneaded her right breast. Suddenly, she cried out, "No...no..." Her vulva suckled at my glans like a baby nursing, and a gush of thick, hot semen sprayed onto it again. Her stunningly beautiful legs wrapped tightly around my waist, her arms like an octopus, making it hard for me to breathe. She gasped, "No! I don't want it anymore...I don't want it anymore..." Saying no, her lower body continued to thrust, her vagina still devouring my large penis as if it hadn't eaten for three years. I had no choice but to thrust harder into her tender hole, streams of vaginal fluid flowing down the base of my penis as I pumped in and out like a pump. It gushed out, and I relentlessly thrust for about forty minutes. She was exhausted, experiencing wave after wave of orgasms, climaxing seven or eight times. Finally, she hugged me tightly, pressed against me, and bit my tongue, saying, "You're so strong... It's so itchy... Hurry!" I said, "What do you mean, 'hurry'?" She said, "It's so itchy inside... Move faster... It's coming again, it's coming again... Ah~ Faster... Faster... Harder..." My penis was also being sucked and contracted by her tight vagina, and as if by unspoken agreement, we hugged each other's buttocks tightly, making our genitals intertwine like conjoined twins. I said... "Let's throw it together!" she said, her beautiful legs already wrapped tightly around my waist like vines. We kissed passionately, our saliva exchanging, our lower bodies intertwined like octopuses, indistinguishable as one. Her cervix gripped my glans tightly again, her vaginal fluids gushing onto my glans, while my own hot semen, like a raging torrent, shot deep into her core, mingling with her vaginal fluids. After we ejaculated, our bodies remained tightly entwined, unwilling to separate, until she accidentally slipped off the small sofa, and we tumbled onto the floor. The sudden situation made us burst out laughing, and our genitals reluctantly separated. Afterwards, she took me to shower, mentioning that she didn't know what was wrong with her today. Normally, no matter how curious she was, she would never let a man she'd just met into her room, because she had roommates. Even her boyfriend, who was in the military, had never been there, let alone... with me on the sofa... She blushed and said, "I didn't expect to... let you do me on the sofa..." I was surprised she used the word "do," and she shyly said it was from reading erotic literature online. In the bathroom, I saw her colleague's black and white panties, both transparent. I thought to myself, "Your roommate is probably even more slutty than you!" When we returned to bed naked, looking at her beautiful figure, her charming oval face, her delicate white skin, especially when her alluring, watery eyes squinted at me, my penis became erect again, and we had two more intense battles, losing all appetite for lunch. Having already ejaculated twice, the battle raged on longer and longer. During the third intense session, I hadn't yet ejaculated, and we both drifted off to sleep, our limbs intertwined. Around 3:20 PM, her roommate returned from get off work, the sound of the lock waking us, still our genitals tightly joined. But as her roommate opened the door, she quickly covered us with the blanket. Her beautiful roommate was startled, but I had to tell her I was her boyfriend. I pretended to be asleep, but I vaguely felt her roommate staring at the bulging blanket, perhaps knowing our lower bodies were still entangled under it. I could feel her vaginal muscles gripping and sucking my fully inserted penis, as if we were having an affair in front of others—a pleasurable sensation! But then her roommate went into the bathroom, and the sound of running water made us reluctantly separate our joined genitals. As I dressed, her sexy lips brushed against my ear. She said, "When I used to have sex with my boyfriend, it never lasted more than ten minutes. I calculated that since you first entered me, we've done it three times, almost four hours. The time our genitals have been connected is several times longer than the time I had with my boyfriend. It's really fate..." Hearing her sweet and cloying words, I really wanted to take off my pants and have another big battle, to shoot all my un-ejaculated semen into her flower. She is truly a natural beauty. Of course, this kind of beauty is irresistible; she became one of my closest sex partners. Even when she quit her job as a special nurse and invested in a cosmetics counter with a friend, we still had sex at least five times a week, sometimes even five times a day when the mood struck. Her favorite part was after the first time, when we started the second, I wouldn't ejaculate. Instead, we'd use a side-lying position, keeping my penis tightly inserted into her vagina, our legs intertwined, and we'd sleep until dawn. When we woke up, our genitals would continue their battle. This relationship continued until she went to Europe to study cosmetics art, but she was coming back in two months. And by then… her boyfriend would have been completely forgotten. Sigh! Aren't soldiers always wearing green hats?

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