Nanjing girl

I remember the weather was quite nice that day. I arrived at Sheshan Xingcheng and contacted the girl on QQ. She told me to book a room first and let her know, and she would come over in a bit. Hearing this made me a little worried; what if it was a honey trap or something? But I was too excited at the time, so I booked the room first. Sheshan Xingcheng is mostly affordable housing and resettlement housing, so there aren't many good chain hotels. I finally found a decent one, but it was fully booked. In the end, I had to find a small hotel, a really unromantic place. After booking the room, I contacted the girl, but I was also prepared for safety. Unexpectedly, her reply made me laugh. She asked if I should bring my ID card. I asked how she knew. She said that when she booked a room with her boyfriend, he always asked for her ID card. She's such a sweet girl! I told her to just bring it. After washing up in the room, I lay on the bed and waited for a long time, but the girl still hadn't arrived. I called the number on QQ, and she said she would be there soon and was still waiting for a car. I said I should have driven to pick her up since her factory was far away, but she said no, it wouldn't be good if someone saw her. About 15 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I saw a girl wearing a mask outside through the peephole. I quickly opened the door, and she shuffled in, looking very shy. I hugged her and helped her sit on the bed, handing her a glass of water. This helped to close the distance between us and make her feel safe. I told her to go take a shower first, and she blushed and went into the bathroom by herself. After a while, she told me to turn off the room light, which I did. The girl, wrapped in a bath towel, quietly slipped into my bed. I turned on the bedside lamp, and at first, she resisted, saying not to turn on the light. I said she was beautiful and I wanted to look at her properly, and she stopped saying anything. I gently kissed her earlobe and cheek, but seeing that her eyes were tightly closed and her head turned to the other side when I kissed her, I thought this girl must have a story, but since she wouldn't say anything, I didn't ask. I untied her bath towel; she was a very thin girl. I was almost afraid to press down on her, afraid of hurting her. Her breasts were very small, barely protruding, with incredibly pink nipples—clearly the kind of girl who hadn't had much experience with men. I gently sucked on her nipples, my fingers tracing her lower abdomen, caressing her inner thighs, and finally reaching her vulva. The girl suddenly trembled, pressing down on my hand as I prepared to go further. I whispered in her ear, "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll be very gentle." Only then did she release her grip on my hand. I gently pressed and rubbed her vulva with my fingers. Although her eyes were still closed, I could feel her breathing becoming somewhat rapid. I tried to French kiss her, but she still refused, so I continued to suckle her nipples. Seeing that the time was right, I moved closer to her vulva, parting the sparse pubic hair. I was suddenly pleasantly surprised; this girl's vulva was still like a little girl's, her labia closed, a beautiful sight like a sliver of sky. I couldn't help but sigh, truly, there are so many differences between vulvas. I began to gently trace the slit with the tip of my tongue, when the girl suddenly grabbed my head and said, "No." I said, "Don't be afraid." She said, "It's dirty there." I held the girl's hand and gently told her not to be afraid, that she was mine today, and to enjoy herself. Then I began to give her oral sex. The untouched vagina of a young girl, once cleaned, is an indescribable delicacy. Under the combined assault of my tongue and teeth, the girl completely relaxed. I gently inserted my fingers into her vagina; because it was already very wet, she didn't resist much. First one finger, then two, because I knew that girls like this don't have much sex with men, so I had to proceed gradually. Once she was comfortable with two fingers, I inserted my penis into her vagina at the opportune moment. Because it wasn't very developed, her vagina was indeed very tight, so tight that it made me a little uncomfortable. Actually, a girl's vagina needs to be just right; too loose and there's no pleasure, but too tight and it's uncomfortable. That's why many men say they want to "explore" virgins; from a sexual perspective, virgins aren't necessarily more comfortable. I played on top for about ten minutes, then said, "You come on top." The girl said she wasn't good at it, but I said, "It's okay, you come on top and I'll do the work." So the girl clumsily climbed onto me, her movements so awkward I almost laughed. When she rolled over, my penis had already slipped out. I said, "Help me put it back in." But the girl, sitting on me, held my penis for a long time without being able to put it in. I said, "I'll do it," and thrust hard into her vagina. The girl let out a cry, and I was easily enveloped by her. I really like the woman-on-top position because it's easy to see every detail of sex and the girl's expression. I continued thrusting, and the girl made low moans and groans, clearly trying to hold back but unable to. This kind of moaning is the most real; otherwise, if it's a loud moan, there's often an element of fakery. After playing for about another ten minutes, seeing that the girl was a little tired, I quickly thrust in. The girl held me tightly, her fingers gripping me so tightly at the last moment that it hurt a little. After we finished, I lifted the girl off the bed and put her in my arms. Seeing sweat on her forehead, I wiped it with a tissue. I asked, "Was that comfortable?" She said, "I won't tell you." I thought it was time for a proper chat, so I asked, "What's wrong? Have you been unhappy lately? You must have something on your mind. Talking about it will make you feel better." She didn't say anything at first, but suddenly tears welled up in her eyes. I quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe them away. I asked, "What's wrong? Did you break up?" She said yes, she broke up with her boyfriend. I said, "The one you had sex with for the first time." She nodded and showed me her wrist—my God! There were knife marks! I said, "Did you do something stupid?" She said yes, she had tried to cut her wrists and was only saved by her colleagues. But she said she had thought it through and wouldn't do anything like that again. I asked, "So you agreed to meet me because you were feeling down?" She said she wasn't sure, she just felt I cared about her online and didn't think I was a bad person. Sigh! Silly girl. We chatted for about an hour. She said she had to go back in the afternoon, so she went to wash up. During our chat, I learned she only earns less than 2000 yuan a month. I thought it must be tough for her living alone in Nanjing, so I secretly put 500 yuan in her bag. She didn't notice when I took her home after checking out. Just as I was driving back, she messaged me saying, "Thank you!" I asked, "What are you thanking me for?" She said, "You touched my bag?" I said, "Oh, that's it. I was planning to buy you a gift, but I didn't know what you liked. Just buy whatever you like." Later, she contacted me a few more times when she was in the city running errands. I treated her to dinner in the city, and of course, we had some intimate moments—sometimes in a hotel, sometimes in the car. But she's still too young; compared to more mature women, she's not very open about sex. Maybe she just sees it as a way to relieve loneliness. Now I know she's married, and we haven't seen each other since. I sincerely wish her happiness! [The End]

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