Blind Date with Amanda

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? ? Foreword:

Don't ask why I haven't posted in so long, don't ask why I'm posting this kind of article.

In the sweltering summer, with the Warcraft update, many things are beyond my control.

The final product is a bit different from what I imagined, and all the revisions have been in vain.

Oh well…

~blinddatewithhamanda~

Gazing at her reflection in the mirror.

Her snow-white cheeks were taut and smooth, flushed with an apple-like rosy glow, her beautiful features like a cartier's
jewel. She blinked her bright, captivating eyes; her curled eyelashes seemed to prick, but she couldn't ignore
the slightly puffy eyelids that were unsightly ruining her good mood. She could only carefully work her eyebrow pencil, using sapphire blue eyeshadow to
conceal the slight imperfection in her beauty.

Her once childlike face now exuded a mature and aloof charm. Vibrant makeup elevated her beauty to
a whole new level; though it was a magic mirror without power, it reflected the most beautiful Snow White.

Two days ago, I had a fight with Jay.

—It started with the nauseating scent of his perfume, and then the heinous crime of not answering his phone all night.

"Baby, a whole bunch of people went out, of course there were girls, I just happened to smell like someone's
perfume," Jay explained with a smile. "I just forgot to change the battery, and my phone died around noon, so I didn't
answer your calls. Sorry."

"Just happened to?" His usually sweet and coquettish voice gradually turned sharp.

"Was it that bitch" who just happened to be "lying in your arms?" or "was it that your rotten cock" that just happened to be "stuck in that
slut's cunt, fucking her all night long?"

"I don't want to argue with you now, you're just being unreasonable."

Unable to stop the sarcastic remarks and hysterical screams and moans, the storm that had raged all night, though deliberately
suppressed by Jay, didn't escalate. Although I almost believed his explanation in the end, I still
couldn't suppress the inexplicable emotions in my heart.

"Don't ever come into my house again!" I forcefully threw his filthy backpack at me.

The silent Jay stared at me, gave an awkward, bitter smile, and disappeared gracefully out the door.

The next day, not a single apology call rang out. The smashed pink Z610i lay
silently on the floor, and the phone charm Jay had given me was long since cut to shreds.

Jay wasn't my first man, and I believe he won't be my last. I've never been madly infatuated with him, nor
have I ever been willing to compromise for him. The six months we spent together weren't a fateful encounter; we just happened to
be both looking for companionship.

Perhaps it was the anxiety from irregular periods, or some other inexplicable reason, that caused me to lose my composure like this.
I involuntarily pursed my lips, sinking into an emotion I loathed.

My long, brown-streaked hair was pulled back to one side, revealing my sexy collarbone; my delicate, bony beauty
contrasted strangely with my full breasts. Carefully smoothing my unruly hair, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Gone was my usual
sweet and charming demeanor; my expression was one of indescribable melancholy and distress.

I was startled to realize that I seemed to care about Jay more than I thought…

My hand trembled suddenly, and unintentionally, a splash of pink lipstick spilled from the corner of my mouth.

"Hmph! Countless men want to date this young lady!" She pouted, muttering
a curse under her breath. Using a makeup remover pad, she repainted her full, luscious lips, put on light purple sunglasses, slipped on her
high-heeled sandals, and swayed her hips as she strode out the door.

I, Amanda, a carefree nineteen-year-old.

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Pushing open the coffee shop door,

I strode with elegant cat-like steps, swaying my alluring figure, feeling countless gazes fixed upon me, a mixture of
male admiration and female envy, which made me walk even more confidently.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"No! No!" His front teeth were white enough for an advertisement, and Hao flashed a shy, still-childish smile. Although
the air conditioning was incredibly strong, beads of sweat still appeared on his forehead.

[Full Text] Completely unconcerned about how late I was, and without even a thought to check my watch, I knew the boy in front of me
had probably thought more than once that this date was just a sweet misunderstanding, thus falling into disappointment and pain. Yet,
I couldn't help suppress my despair and continue waiting.

Thinking of Hao's inner turmoil, my smile became even brighter.

I ordered a slushy drink that was so sweet it would make me gain weight, and lazily sat sideways on the sofa, crossing my
alluring . My straight-leg jeans were very tight, revealing the lines of my lower body without reservation. The close-fitting confinement brought
a kind of oppressive pleasure, especially when I squatted or bent over, it always created a subtle stimulation. However
, the exaggeratedly low waist, stopping right at my buttocks, aroused endless fantasies.

The sleeveless chiffon top was cut like a cute bellyband, so thin that it was see-through, the cute and sweet
pink revealing a seductive deep black lace bra. A deep U-neck should have other styling options, but I boldly
exposed my firm, full breasts, showcasing the beautiful curves of my chest. A delicate silver necklace encircled my swan-like
neck, and a cluster of shimmering tassels spread across my high chest, flowing gracefully with the curves of my body.

Today was the first time I met Hao.

I chose Hao from twenty-seven candidates as my blind date for tonight.
Hao, a loyal member of my personal website, wasn't anything special; the only reason was that his MSN nickname made me laugh last night.

I carefully observed this second-year student from C University.

Hao's outfit must have taken a lot of effort; although the Japanese style was a bit effeminate, it didn't
seem unpleasant on his baby face. His just-right nervousness and shyness suited my current mood perfectly, especially since even a passerby
could see his undisguised infatuation and admiration for me.

He deliberately thrust out his chest, pulling his arms close to his chest, making the magnificent cleavage appear even more defined, standing tall and rounded in an
unbelievable . His undisguised and absolutely focused gaze was fixed on my breasts, surveying their erect curves with an intense intensity
as if trying to see through my body. My full, soft breasts seemed to be receiving lewd manipulation, their sensitive tips burning
with a slight stinging heat.

My fair cheeks flushed involuntarily, the burning sensation not from the restraint or shyness of predator, but from the pleasure of
predator , a strange excitement gradually spreading.

"Men all like to look at a woman's cleavage," I said bluntly.

Hao stopped glancing, his handsome face turning as red as a tomato, and he awkwardly feigned ignorance: "Ah... ah... no."

"Actually, I didn't mean to dress like this, but..." I stuck out my tongue and groaned cutely, "It's just too hot
today , I can't stand it if I don't wear something cool."

I licked my lips slowly, exaggeratedly so as if afraid he wouldn't notice, the rich lip color slowly spreading and
imprinting on the clear water glass. My pouting lips always looked sexy, but the alluring charm of sticking out my tongue was even more tempting. My lilac
breasts darted around like little snakes, continuing to flaunt the coquettishness of a lovesick girl, accompanied by the trembling of my round, plump breasts. The
shy boy was already dizzy with excitement.

It was 4:13 PM.

Hao kept looking for topics to talk about, from movies, music, restaurants, trying to create a pleasant atmosphere, and even talked to
me about sunscreen products for this summer. Being talkative and humorous should make most girls happy, but unfortunately, I wasn't in the mood to appreciate Hao's good points
today .

"I really like Jay Chou's songs," I casually replied.

"Yeah, Jay Chou's compositions are very stylish, especially his Chinese rap, it's really great. I went to a concert
recently , and I was very moved."

Suddenly interrupting Hao's excited rant, I softly criticized, "But I hate that he
falls for every beautiful woman he sees! Shameless scoundrel!"

"Ah!" Hao's expression twisted unnaturally, and he was too embarrassed to answer.

I admit I enjoy tormenting people, especially men.

I like men's trembling fear, I like men's flattery, and I thoroughly enjoy
the feeling of being pampered like a princess. But I like tormenting them even more, watching the men who are infatuated with me struggle in pain, their endurance and grievances
leaving bloody marks that prevent them from ever recovering.

Compared to a pampered little princess, I seem to prefer being a queen high above.

She stretched lazily, lace peeking out from her neckline, adding a touch of deep black to
her pure white skin, hinting at a more alluring side. Her hips and waist curved into a beautiful S-shape, her jeans so low they almost
revealed her underwear .

Men always enjoy seeing women's exposed skin; perhaps it allows them to hope for more, or perhaps
the glimpses of their imagination are often more beautiful than reality.

I've heard a story about training horses, using carrots as rewards and whips as punishments to make them fully
understand the difference between master and servant, and to be loyal to their role as servants. It's exactly the same with men, only men rarely
realize their own subservience.

"Let me have a sip, taste it, okay?"

Before Hao could answer, I had already taken his straw and was generously sipping my slightly bitter iced mocha, the distance between
our cheeks less than ten centimeters.

"Would you like to try this?" I smiled and handed him a glass with a lip print on it.

Seeing Hao's flushed cheeks, I couldn't help but laugh again. "Where are we going later?

"

I glanced at my watch and asked impatiently.

"How about a movie?"

I shook my head, biting my straw.

"How about karaoke?"

"Hmm, singing with just the two of us is boring. Let's find more people to sing with."

Ten minutes later, Hao, who had made nearly ten phone calls, said regretfully, "I can't find anyone. My friends
all have plans."

"Well... okay... let's just sing together."

I noticed a hint of cunning in his eyes and naturally understood Hao's intentions. The seemingly naive
and docile boy wanted to create a private world for two. However, his mischievous intentions didn't intimidate me; the challenge
only excited me more.

The private room was quite large, and it seemed a little lonely with just the two of us.

I deliberately sat a little further away from Hao, maintaining a subtle distance. It was a distance where physical contact was difficult, but
we could vaguely sense each other's presence.

Besides the perfume, the real body odor mixed with sweat fermented in the enclosed space,
the subtle , and his gradually rising body temperature, creating an atmosphere completely different from before.

A deep, romantic melody filled the private room.

Accompanied by the tender love song, trembling hands attempted to encircle my fragrant shoulders or slender waist. I
pretended not to notice his intentions, letting him get closer and closer, but at the crucial moment, I dodged.

"Ahhh, no, I have a boyfriend, you can't hug me." My refusal
sounded like a moan.

I took a sip of VSOP with ice.

"Unless, you're willing to lick my toes..." He deliberately used a joking tone to soften the teasing.

He raised his beautifully proportioned legs, silver shoelaces across his flawless insteps, his toenails painted with vibrant
colors, his translucent white feet right next to Hao's mouth.

Hao slowly lifted her small, bare foot, as if holding a fragile work of art, and brought her adorable toes into his mouth.

His nimble tongue slid across the sole, wet and sticky, a little itchy. To be honest, it wasn't exactly comfortable; what
pleased me was a strange, pleasurable sensation of being flattered.

"Is it good?"

Hao awkwardly remained silent, just continuing to suckle and gently caress her jade-like instep.

My semen gradually burned in my throat, the tipsy feeling releasing all unpleasantness. Unrestrained emotions flushed
my cheeks, and I said with a seductive smile, "Hao, if you finish the rest of the bottle, I'll let you do the
thing you most want to do."

Without hesitation, Hao grabbed the bottle and frantically gulped down the strong liquor.

"So handsome, brother, you're so manly."

He elegantly lifted his shirt, revealing a black bra that accentuated his fair breasts. They were so beautiful that even I was amazed. Luxurious

lace wrapped around his youthful and vibrant body, showing no signs of sagging. The shape was firm and firm, with a dazzling and flawless color
and a maddening touch, enough to arouse anyone's lust. Hao

's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting
heavily, looking utterly pathetic. He seemed about to vomit at any moment . The aftereffects of the strong liquor were taking effect, eroding his physical advantages as a man and diminishing his remaining self-control, making
him more in line with his status as a slave.

"Are you drunk?" I poured the last drop of wine from the bottle onto my chest, the amber trickle flowing down my cleavage
. Ice cubes between my fingers gently circled my white, tender breasts, which shimmered in the water, a lewd
scene exuding a decadent beauty.

Hao tried to kiss me, but I skillfully pushed him away.

"You're not allowed to kiss me!" I said seductively, "Stick out your filthy tongue."

Watching Hao's stunned expression, I slowly extended my tongue, our tongues lightly touching like a dragonfly skimming the water.

My moans were indistinct, my pink, delicate tongue at Hao's mercy, roughly sucking on it. The strong taste of alcohol on
my taste buds made me dizzy. Besides my tongue, even my lips and teeth
violently assaulted it, biting, sucking, and holding it, a continuous lewdness that almost numbed me.

Two slippery little snakes intertwined, their saliva exchanging in a lewd exchange. The
constant flow of saliva was like a rising tide; the three-minute entanglement was so intense, yet [the entire process] never touched my inviolable lips.

"I want...I want..." Hao whimpered softly, his throat bobbing, expressing his uncontrollable desire.

"Silly boy, not here. A waiter might walk in at any moment." Enjoying his desperate
expression , I contradicted myself by unbuttoning Hao's pants. His already restless little monster stood erect.

My small hand caressed the firm, grotesque shape of his penis inside his underwear, larger than I had imagined.
I playfully traced its outer edge, watching Hao's struggling, flushed face. My nimble fingers rubbed the scalding
shaft, and my sweet, genuine moans were deliberately extended into a seductive nasal tone, the lewd and
wanton sounds naturally flowing from my lips.

"Hao~ Hao, your big cock is so thick, I'm all wet down there, oh oh oh, I really want your big
cock inside me, ah ah ah, it's so itchy~ itchy."

A vibrant pink glint burst forth from the black and white backdrop.

Hao lowered his head and sipped the last drop of wine from my chest, kneading my trembling breasts, shaping them into various lewd
forms, while impatiently sucking on my sweet nipple, cruelly pulling at it.

"Oh oh... oh... don't suck so hard..." Half-serious, half-fake moans escaped my lips. As Hao's white teeth clamped down on my poor nipple, it gradually hardened like a ruby, and my emotions
were gradually aroused.

"Such big, soft breasts! You're so beautiful! I love you, I love you!"

Closing her eyes, listening to the passionate praise, her mind was a blur. A strong electric current seemed to surge through her chest,
stimulating her nipples, and the tingling sensation spread to all her senses. All annoying thoughts were completely abandoned, leaving only intense
pleasure.
Clear saliva slowly dripped from her rosy lips onto her glistening red glans, wetting the opening of her sensual pleasure.
The crimson cleft flowed with lewd secretions, trailing incredibly obscene silver threads.

She swallowed the engorged, almost bursting penis.

A noble tongue began to lick along the edge of the penis, the rich taste spreading in my mouth. With rapid
thrusts, the increasingly intense masculine aura [full text] enveloped me. The sensitive glans, as if it might bleed at any moment, poked
at the thick throat, smoothly performing a deep throating motion.

$ sat on a thick chest, her shapely buttocks facing a ferocious expression, her whole body straddling Hao, the two of them
engaging in a fiery lewd play from front to back.

Large hands covered her round buttocks, roughly kneading them. Hao tried his best to take off his cumbersome jeans, but I
cleverly broke free. However, the exposed cleft of her buttocks was not so lucky. Beastly claws pounced on her half-exposed pink buttocks, and
a burning tongue carefully licked along the mysterious groove.

Even through the thick denim fabric, I could still feel the intense desire. It didn't subside because of the barrier;
instead, it intensified. My firm, round buttocks were subjected to relentless slapping and kneading, my slender waist almost bent
in two . The rough, painful kneading felt like it was tearing me apart. The rough denim directly rubbed against my
most delicate parts, constantly scraping my sensitive areas.

"Oh, oh, oh, be gentle, you're hurting me."

A large hand reached behind me and grabbed a pair of hanging, ripe fruits. Although I couldn't see them, the thought of my breasts
being kneaded into such lewd shapes filled me with a masochistic pleasure that made me feel a little ashamed. The erect penis
pressed against my innocent-looking face, the heat and the fishy smell spreading on my tongue, alternating between various oral services. The filthy, lewd
thing even burrowed into my narrow cleavage, boldly squeezing and poking at my swaying breasts.

"Don't touch my big breasts, it's so hot, so hot... so hot... oh oh oh..."

My mind and body were gradually drawn into this blind game, almost lost in a vortex of
sensuality, when a crisp knock on the door brought everything back to reality.

The door opened.

A waiter, about 190 centimeters tall, skillfully tidied the table while peeking.

His disheveled clothes and the alluring marks left by his abuse vaguely told
a story that made one's blood boil; his masculine instincts were testing his service skills.

I proudly held up my half-naked body, tossing a hundred-dollar bill to the tall waiter, my delicate
hand, hidden behind the pillow, continuing to stroke Hao's throbbing penis.

Whether it was the interruption that disheartened him, or the onlookers that excited him, his penis
swelled . As the waiter reluctantly closed the door, I lowered my head and gently
touched the most sensitive spot on Hao's penis, and Hao immediately let out a low growl.

The familiar spasms erupted in my hand, and the throbbing penis suddenly gushed out a large amount of semen.

The secretion that flashed before my eyes not only stained my delicate hands, but also sent a surge of urge towards me, thick, sticky fluid
smearing my straight nose, gradually flowing down my flawless, powder-covered cheeks, gleaming with a filthy sheen,
the air thick with a nauseating stench.

I didn't wipe it away immediately, letting the intense desire run rampant.

The man, exhausted after his release, lay weakly on the sofa, groaning, as if on the verge of death. I knew Hao's
deepest desires were not yet fully satisfied, but his body was completely under my control.

With his gaze fixed on me, I swayed my hips and gracefully departed.

I casually accepted another enthusiastic invitation, my sweet smile once again captivating him, making him completely
my personal servant.

"Hao, see you again sometime." I blew him a kiss, turning away with an exaggerated sway.

In truth, from the moment I stepped lightly out of the private room, everything Hao symbolized became blurred,
meaningless to me...

************

Stepping out of the taxi.

A strange emptiness suddenly descended, and my stomach growled.

"Eating late-night snacks will make me fat..." I pressed my lower abdomen, trying to shake off the inexplicable hunger, and quickened my pace towards
home, only to see a scene that surprised me: Jie was squatting at the front door like a schoolboy, blowing smoke rings into the silent
night sky .

"No one answered the phone all day, I was a little worried, so I came to check."

Looking at the cigarette butts scattered on the floor, I lowered my head and asked, feigning composure, "Why...aren't you going inside to wait?"

"Didn't you say I wasn't allowed to step into the house?"

Taking Jay's large, calloused hand, I pulled the weary-looking man inside, muttering to myself, "
When become so obedient to me?"

Jay gave me a familiar smile.

I stared at Jay lying on the sofa, tossed him a bottle of low-calorie Coke, and whispered, "I went out with
another ."

"Really? Did you have fun?" Jay's expression remained nonchalant.

Gently licking Jay's earlobe, I whispered in my most seductive tone, "His cock is so thick and long, it made
me feel so good, and his stamina is twice as long as yours, my pussy is almost ruined."

"You little slut!" With a hard slap on my buttocks, Jay picked me up and threw me onto the bed.

As if by magic, he effortlessly ripped off
the jeans , kneading my shapely, straight legs and gently licking my sensitive ears.

Two almost negligible thin ropes encircled my waist, the pitifully small leopard-print triangles concealing my slightly
protruding mons pubis; the delicate knots were purely symbolic. I lay
flat .

His cigarette-scented lips sealed my mouth, a long, passionate kiss that left me breathless, tracing my neck
down to my trembling breasts, making my proud waist sway incessantly, my suppressed desire oozing from every
pore of my body.

Before I knew it, I was soaking wet…

Jeffrey kneaded my soft breasts, removing my thin clothes, revealing my nipples covered in pinch marks and red bruises.
He simply lowered his head and bit down hard, leaving even more unsightly bite marks.

"Baby, can I open my gift?"

"No~!" I pouted, my cheeks flushed red.

Jay gave me a strong bear hug from behind, his two fingers skillfully venturing into my unguarded forbidden zone,
stirring boldly, and he laughed, "Then I'll just have to rape you."

"Ugh... I... hate... ahhh!"

The lewd sounds echoed, the sticky sensual secretions sprayed wildly, my engorged core was
teased by , and the sharp stubble prickled the delicious, smooth inner thighs. Jay buried himself between my thighs, unable to resist straightening his back,
raising his round buttocks high, letting the overflowing flower bloom to its fullest. My beautiful body trembled violently under the instinctive urge
, and my naturally sharp voice tried to express the indescribable pleasure.

"Ah...don't rape me...ah!" The hot penis invaded the wet secret hole,
igniting everything that had been suppressed and brewing. Enduring the impact from behind, the firm abdominal muscles pushed against the pink buttocks that were about to deform,
wave after wave crashing against my senses.

"Hehe, watch me fuck you to death, you little bitch who's always in heat."

"Mmm, then when I fuck you later, you have to buy me a midnight snack." I suppressed my moans and
said in a coquettish tone, "I'm so hungry, I really want to eat Shuang Sheng's mushroom burger."

Jay kissed my neck and nodded with a smile.

"Oh...so deep...oh...so good...oh...no...I'm going to die!"

He tightly hugged my trembling waist and thrust in hard. The familiar huge thing filled the wet and rotten narrow hole,
and continued to roughly stretch open the sensitive tender flesh, playing with the almost melting buds. Intense pleasure kept gushing out from
deep inside , like the sweetest fountain.

Silent Jay gave me a deep kiss and continued thrusting to the deepest point...

Well written, I hope there's a sequel. It feels like there's more to it than meets the eye. The little slut is just asking for it. The female lead in the story seems so cheap, everyone wants to fuck her. Support the author! Heart for you! Thanks for sharing. The description of the characters' psychology is very accurate. Looking forward to the next chapter being even more exciting. Well written, is there a sequel? Support the author! Looking forward to it !
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Written in the first person, it feels more realistic. Well written, is there a sequel? Support the author! Looking forward to
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Actually, it's not bad. But it shouldn't be posted here. It's just a regular novel; posting it on Tianya would be more reliable. "It's quite good, it's very suspenseful,
but... this isn't rape. "

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