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Xiaoyue is a prostitute I know. The term "prostitute" isn't a general term for young women, but rather a more polite way to refer to women in her profession. A more vulgar term would be "chicken," and an insulting one would be "bitch." The formal term is "prostitute," while the official Chinese term is "prostitute."
Prostitutes come in different ranks; some flaunt their smiles on the streets, some work as hostesses at bars and taverns, and some work in brothels, hair salons, saunas, hotels, restaurants, and so on.
Xiaoyue is considered a higher-class prostitute; she works as a hostess and singer at the most upscale karaoke bar in my city. Of course, if things go well, she might stay overnight.
Xiaoyue isn't her real name; prostitutes never tell you their real name, so most will tell you she's called Xiaoyan, Xiaoqing, Xiaoyu, Xiaoxue, or something similar. I don't know Xiaoyue's real name, only that she's from Sichuan.
Like many Sichuan girls, Xiaoyue is a beauty—tall, with fair skin and large, lake-like eyes that sparkle with every glance, often reminding me of the phrase "bright and beautiful eyes." I'm often amazed by the strangeness of Sichuan province; how can so many beauties grow up in those poor, remote places? The country should really study this topic to improve the overall level of attractiveness among Chinese women.
Many women in her line of work are frivolous and vulgar, even those with some beauty aren't immune. So, often, a very beautiful woman becomes repulsive and uninteresting after a while. Xiaoyue, however, doesn't have this problem. Although her speech is plain, it's still charming and lovely.
We were acquaintances in the sex industry, the kind you could call friends. When she first started, I deflowered her; the price was 10,000 yuan, which I still think was worth it. By "
deflowering," I don't simply mean having sex once. Personally, I think men who spend money to lose their virginity once and then leave are foolish. Women rarely experience pleasure the first time, especially with a complete stranger. Sex is a mutual pleasure; both partners need to feel something for a harmonious and fulfilling experience. If it's just a casual encounter, it's best to find a mature woman who knows how to cherish a man, not a virgin. The best way to lose a woman's virginity is to spend time with her, build some rapport, then lose her virginity, and gradually let her experience pleasure. In short, men should maintain a balance and fully enjoy the process.
At that time, I was very tired from work, so I took a long vacation and drove with her to Zhangjiajie, Hunan.
I was 25 years old that year, full of energy. On the first day, we drove over 800 kilometers to Changsha and checked into the four-star Mandarin Oriental Hotel. We chatted and laughed along the way; we were already quite familiar with each other.
After having dinner at the hotel restaurant, we returned to our room, and Xiaoyue ran a hot shower for me. I took off all my clothes in front of her; it was probably the first time she'd seen a naked man, and she blushed deeply. I went into the bathroom and soaked in the bathtub. After a long day, the hot water felt soothing. I called her in to help me scrub my back.
I called her several times before she finally came in. She had already taken off her outer clothes and was wearing old, unfashionable underwear, but the flaws didn't detract from her beauty; instead, they made her skin look even whiter and more delicate. She was only 17 years old at the time, but her body was already fully developed. She was tall and slender, with long, straight legs and a beautifully rounded bottom. My heart skipped a beat, and my penis instantly became erect. I told her to take off her clothes and get into the bathtub. She hesitated for a while before reluctantly taking off her clothes with her back turned. When she turned around, her face was as red as a cloth, and she covered her chest with one hand and her genitals with the other, cautiously stepping into the bathtub. I knew I had to be gentle with this kind of girl, so I softly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm young too. Although the clients in movies are all old, ugly villains, I'm actually a pretty good guy. Just treat me like your boyfriend." She was still a naive young girl, and chuckled, "You're quite handsome, Sha." She added a pleasant "Sha" at the end of her sentence. "Before I met you, I thought you were an old man, but you're so young."
With a laugh, she was still shy, but less reserved than before. Removing my hand from her chest, I saw a pair of soft, white breasts. They weren't very large, but for a 17-year-old girl, they were quite impressive. They were the spherical shape I liked, with large, reddish-black areolas, but the nipples seemed almost invisible, retracted into the areolas.
I gently embraced her, splashed some water on her breasts, and softly stroked them. Her body trembled a few times, then she adjusted. I leaned over and kissed her forehead, then moved to her hairline and kissed her ear, teasing her earlobe with my tongue, then slipping my tongue inside her ear to play with it. She probably hadn't experienced this kind of stimulation before; she let out a muffled groan and slumped limply into my arms. My other hand began to knead her breasts more vigorously, stimulating her nipples with my fingertips. The little buds immediately sprang from their areolas, and her breasts seemed to swell, becoming firmer and more elastic.
My mouth shifted to kiss her lips. Her lips instinctively flinched, but I caught them. This is the advantage of sleeping with a virgin; you don't have to worry about her having any STDs, you can kiss her with peace of mind. Her lips were very soft. I pried open her teeth with my tongue, slipped it into her mouth, and teased it repeatedly. Her tongue slowly responded, beginning to tease me back. She clearly had kissing experience and knew how to stimulate her partner. Her sweet tongue slipped into my mouth for me to lick.
I felt the time was right, and my hand slowly caressed down her beautiful breasts, across her smooth belly, then submerged in the water to touch her smooth abdomen, feeling the slight bulge between her legs, then her pubic hair. Her pubic hair was short but thick, like a layer of down. I played with her pubic hair, my fingers circling it repeatedly, stirring up large waves between her legs. I knew those waves were stimulating her vagina; her body was burning, she trembled slightly, and her legs twitched.
I pulled her closer, letting her lean against my shoulder. My hand, which was around her, slipped under her armpit and kneaded her left breast. My mouth moved away from hers and to her right breast, my tongue swirling around her areola, gradually narrowing the circle to her nipple. Her wet nipple had a sweet scent. I stimulated it for a while, then opened my mouth and swallowed half of her breast at once, gently biting it, then spitting it out, then swallowing it again, repeating this process. The virgin Xiaoyue couldn't withstand this stimulation and cried out in pain.
With my other hand, I moved down from her pubic hair to her vulva, and she shuddered violently. My hand slowly moved over her labia; they were plump and thick, and my fingers could feel their fullness. They felt slippery in the water. I found her clitoris and teased it with my thumb, while slowly inserting my middle finger into her vagina. Her vagina was full of fluid, noticeably thicker and slipperier than the bathwater—it must be her vaginal fluid. She moaned softly. My finger was about halfway in when it touched a soft membrane. She shuddered and cried out, "Ouch!" I knew it was her hymen.
I didn't want to break it with my finger, so I withdrew my middle finger and lingered around the entrance of her vagina. After a while, she suddenly convulsed, her face flushed, her eyes glazed over, and her legs clamped tightly around my hand. I knew she had orgasmed.
I stopped playing with her and gently kissed her, to which she responded softly.
After showering, she carefully dried me with a towel, including my erect penis.
I lifted her naked body, threw her onto the bed, and then kissed her passionately. Then I asked her, "Was that good?" Her face was flushed, and she remained silent, but her expression told me the answer was yes.
I didn't want to lose my virginity tonight; I wanted to arouse her first, so I asked her if she had watched any porn. She said she had watched a few while staying at Sister Qing's house these past few days.
Sister Qing was the madam who introduced her to me; she was a famous madam in my city, known for having many beautiful women and excellent service. It seemed her reputation was well-deserved; she specifically had this young girl watch porn to learn how to serve men. I asked her if she had seen any videos on how to give oral sex, and she nodded.
So I lay down and asked her to give me oral sex. She obediently crawled over and started licking from my nipples, slowly licking downwards, and then took my glans into her mouth. This is one of the advantages of virginity; you can be easily trained from the beginning. On the contrary, many women with a lot of sexual experience refuse to give oral sex. This young virgin, if shown oral sex porn and given oral sex from the start, would think oral sex is a natural form of sex.
Her movements were clumsy, her breathing rapid, and she had to catch her breath after a few licks. After a while, she gradually became more skilled and no longer needed to catch her breath. She was very serious, carefully licking from different angles with her wet tongue, kissing back and forth with her red, tender lips, and occasionally raising her eyelids to look at me with bright eyes, yet her face had an innocent expression that made me feel extremely lewd.
She started to use her mouth to play with my penis, which was already wet from her tongue, and it was incredibly lubricated in her mouth. At first, she inserted it very shallowly, and after a few thrusts, she would gently bite my glans with her small teeth.
I had been lying down enjoying her service, but then I couldn't help but get up and play with her breasts with my hands. After playing for a while, I felt it wasn't enough, so I had her turn around so that her buttocks were facing me, and I vigorously rubbed her two plump buttocks. Her buttocks were very perky and felt particularly bouncy to the touch.
My hand moved to her genitals, teasing her clitoris. She began to moan, but with my penis in her mouth, she could only make soft, muffled sounds. Her vagina became wet and warm, slowly releasing glistening love juice. I dug harder, and the little hole seemed like a spring, constantly flowing with water. She was the kind of girl who was incredibly wet; my hands were soaked, and her juices flowed down her thighs onto the sheets, wetting a large area.
She was already quite skilled at using her mouth, and it was getting faster and faster, penetrating deeper and deeper, until my glans felt like it was inside her throat.
I thought to myself, this little slut is a genius; her first time giving oral sex is this good. I can't underestimate her. I can't ejaculate so quickly. But the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't control myself. I gasped a few times and said in a trembling voice, "So good." A chill ran down my spine, my anus contracted, and a stream of semen shot out, shooting deep into her throat.
She slowed down, using both her hands and mouth until I ejaculated completely, swallowing all the semen, and then licking my penis clean with her tongue.
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That was great, not your first time, right?" I asked her. She replied that it was her first time, but Sister Qing had taught her in detail. I thought to myself that the popular madam was indeed worthy of her reputation.
I said I would go shopping with her for some clothes tomorrow, and after she thanked me, she snuggled into my arms. We both fell asleep naked, embracing each other.
Perhaps because I was tired from driving for more than ten hours, I slept until dawn. After waking up, we had breakfast, and then I took her to Heiwado to buy clothes. She was as excited as a child, carefully picking out several outfits. She was a natural clothes hanger; the clothes she wore made her look anything but dowdy, like a bright and fashionable city girl. I also picked out a few sexy lingerie pieces for her. When she finally left hand in hand with me wearing a tank top and a short skirt, to passersby we looked like an enviable couple; no one would believe we were a customer and a prostitute.
Zhangjiajie is about 300 kilometers from Changsha. First, there's the highway from Changsha to Changde, about 100 kilometers. I slept well last night and was full of energy, arriving in Changde in less than an hour. Then we entered 200 kilometers of mountain roads.
Xiaoyue and I have become even closer since last night. Today she bought several beautiful outfits, was in a cheerful mood, and smiled sweetly at me—it was wonderful. I used cruise control the whole way, occasionally touching her breasts, which she responded to gently. The whole journey was enchanting. When I wasn't touching her, she sang along to the music in the car. It seems she knows many popular songs.
These 200 kilometers of mountain roads were difficult to navigate. In many places, one side was a cliff, and the other a sheer drop. The road was all "S"-shaped, with a 180-degree turn every few dozen meters. Fortunately, there weren't many pedestrians or vehicles on the road, so I could barely maintain a speed of 40 kilometers per hour. After about another hour, it was almost noon. I stopped the car under a relatively spacious shady tree, drank water, and ate some biscuits and eight-treasure porridge. She ate a few cookies herself, then opened a can of eight-treasure porridge and fed me spoonful by spoonful.
The air conditioning blew her hair back, her fair face flushed, and her bright eyes looked at me with affection. There was no one outside, as if the whole world consisted only of her and me. My heart fluttered, and I pulled her close, pressing my lips to hers. She responded passionately, and we shared a long kiss.
I lifted her tight tank top to her chest and unhooked her bra. She cried out, "Oh no, someone will see us!" I said, "No one will see us. Even if they do, they don't know us. What's there to be afraid of?" She stopped resisting, and I buried my head in her breasts, sucking on them. She giggled
, tickled. After a while, my neck started to hurt, so I moved my seat back, picked her up, and let her sit on my lap, then buried my face in her breasts again. My hands wandered under her short skirt, kneading her vulva through her panties. She moaned softly, and soon her panties were soaked. I removed her panties and examined her beautiful vulva closely.
Beneath her velvety black pubic hair, her labia were red. Many women have dark pubic hair, but she didn't. The skin near her labia was as white and tender as the rest, transitioning directly to the red of her labia, a beautiful contrast of red and white. Her labia were already wet, with a delicate little opening from which lustful fluid seeped.
I reclined the back of the chair and placed Xiaoyue on it. I lifted her skirt and licked her vulva. When I touched that alluring tender flesh, she cried out, "My beard... my beard hurts so much!" It turned out I hadn't shaved that morning, and my beard was scratching her soft flesh. I simply rubbed my chin back and forth against her labia, causing her to gush with lustful fluid.
I used the tip of my tongue to part the foreskin of her clitoris and repeatedly teased her small, round clitoris, which became incredibly firm and danced on my tongue with my teasing. Xiaoli's moans grew louder, and her legs twisted repeatedly, but I held them firmly with my hands, so she couldn't move. Her whole body just trembled slightly with the rhythm of my tongue, and her vaginal fluid increased, filling my mouth.
Many people believe that female vaginal fluid is highly nutritious and beneficial to consume. In the past, wealthy men in China would soak dates and bayberries in the vaginas of their maids and concubines, consuming the soaked fluid for its health benefits. However, scientific research shows that female vaginal fluid, like male semen, is over 90% water and has no particular nutritional value, though it is harmless. So, I treated it like water, swallowing all of her vaginal fluid.
I parted her vulva with my lips, puffed out my cheeks, and gently blew air into it. Xiaoli let out a soft "ah." I blew a few more times, then opened my mouth and swallowed her entire labia minora, sealing the gap between them with my lips. I puffed out my cheeks and blew hard, a stream of air rushing into Xiaoyue's vagina, vibrating her hymen and producing a muffled gurgling sound. After repeating this several times, Xiaoyue was panting heavily, limp and exhausted.
I knew she was about to climax, so I immediately thrust my tongue into her vagina. At first, I didn't dare insert too deeply, only hovering at the entrance, then slowly penetrating deeper with each thrust until I touched her hymen. Xiaoli moaned softly with each thrust, but she was already weak and powerless.
I then increased the speed of my thrusts, making smacking sounds with my tongue, and Xiaoli's cries became louder again.
Suddenly, a car horn sounded. Looking to the side, I saw a large bus slowly approaching, only a dozen meters away. Xiaoyue had obviously seen it too, and was terrified. But perhaps this extra shock gave her brain a unique stimulation that even a man couldn't provide; a gush of vaginal fluid suddenly spurted from her vagina, spraying me all over.
Xiaoyue's whole body went limp; she tried to get up, but was too weak. I pushed her back to the back seat and immediately started the car. Some people on the bus had already seen Xiaoyue naked in my car, and immediately opened their windows to look out. I stepped on the gas, intending to brush past the bus, but it happened to be at a sharp bend in the road, so I had to slow down and swerve, which gave the passengers on the bus a good look at Xiaoyue.
The bus rounded the bend, leaving the large bus behind, hidden from view by the mountains. It turned out that the bus seemed to be a tour bus; there were three of them, and the two behind were also making a racket.
People always have a sense of shame, and although I couldn't possibly know anyone on the bus, I still felt my face flush and my heart race, though there was also a strange kind of pleasure in it.
After the two buses had passed, Xiaoyue, her face as red as a sheet, climbed over from the back seat and put on her clothes. I stopped the car, adjusted my seat, and continued on my way.
Xiaoyue sat next to me, her face still flushed. I tried to comfort her, but she remained silent.
It took her more than ten minutes to recover, but two puddles of red still remained on her face; I knew it was the afterglow of her climax. Seeing that I was still comforting her, she suddenly chuckled, her face beaming, and said, "I don't care, we don't even know each other." Then she turned up the volume on the stereo and sang along to the music.
She was exhausted from her earlier climax and soon fell asleep. I didn't disturb her, turned the music down, and focused on driving.
The 200-kilometer mountain road took almost five hours, and around 4 pm, we finally arrived in Zhangjiajie.
Zhangjiajie is located in western Hunan, mainly inhabited by the Yi ethnic group. It's a small city, but because it's primarily a tourist destination, there are quite a few hotels. I'm not picky about food when I travel, but I am very particular about accommodation, so I chose the best hotel in the city. After checking in and getting into the room, I was too tired to move, so I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep. Xiaoyue also slept next to me.
I woke up to find Xiaoyue nestled in my arms like a cat, fast asleep, her cheeks rosy, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and her lips full and red. I couldn't resist giving her a kiss on the cheek. She woke up, but remained nestled in my arms, her eyes darting around.
I checked my watch; it was already past eight, so we
got up and went out for dinner. Outside, the city lights were twinkling. I drove around for a bit before stopping at a popular restaurant. Xiaoyue and I went inside, and seeing many people eating mandarin fish hotpot, we ordered one too. Knowing Xiaoyue likes spicy food, I specifically asked for extra spice. Xiaoyue enjoyed her meal immensely, and I had a good appetite too.
After dinner, I drove Xiaoyue around Zhangjiajie, a cool breeze blowing. I opened the window to let the wind in, feeling refreshed and invigorated. Xiaoyue seemed to feel the same way.
In this kind of situation, a drive is most likely to arouse a woman. Xiaoyue seemed to be in an unusually good mood, laughing non-stop the whole way, occasionally offering her red lips for me to kiss passionately.
It was already past ten o'clock when we got back to the hotel, so I took a shower. This time, Xiaoyue was no longer as shy as the night before. She took off her clothes and showered with me.
I was soaking in the bathtub when she stepped in. I pulled her up with my hand, and she fell onto me. I embraced her and kissed her passionately, and she responded fiercely.
I rubbed my hands with shower gel on her body. Her skin felt incredibly smooth under the shower gel. I gently caressed her, and her breasts rubbed lightly against my chest. I could feel her nipples were already erect, rubbing back and forth between the tender flesh of her breasts against my pectoral muscles. Occasionally, when they touched my nipples, a wave of pleasure would send a sensation to my brain.
Her buttocks were raised, refusing to let her genitals touch my penis. I pressed down hard on her buttocks with my hand, her vulva coming into contact with my hard penis. I pressed her buttocks down, making her vulva press my penis against my lower abdomen, and then pushed her buttocks and twisted, letting her labia and pubic hair rub against my penis. She immediately understood, gently twisting her buttocks, her soft pubic hair rubbing back and forth against my penis.
Because of the lubrication of the shower gel, and Xiaoyue's particularly smooth body, the friction between our bodies was especially smooth. During the friction, my penis would occasionally thrust randomly against her vulva, making Xiaoyue pant heavily. My penis felt like it was about to burst.
I got up and rubbed her white breasts back and forth with the shower gel, while using my other hand to wash her vulva, my fingers probing and probing between the red flesh. Xiaoyue's body leaned limply against me, her hands weakly helping me wash my penis.
Seeing that the time was right, I dried them both off, picked up her soft, white body, and placed her on the bed. I pounced on her, showering her face, eyes, ears, and mouth with passionate kisses, then slowly kissed her neck, and finally her breasts. After a few moments on her breasts, I moved down over her lower abdomen and straight to her genitals. I performed oral sex on her genitals, and Xiaoyue was completely limp, her juices flowing freely. A
virgin isn't just someone with an intact hymen; it's someone who, both psychologically and physiologically, feels a rejection of male penetration. Therefore, in my experience, to successfully deflower her, you need to do a few things: First, cultivate a connection and eliminate her psychological resistance. Regardless of a woman's education level, subconsciously, she believes her first time should be with someone she likes, or at least doesn't dislike. Second, arouse her sexual desire, making her physically crave your penis, thus eliminating her physical resistance.
I felt the preparations over the past two days were almost complete. Xiaoyue no longer felt any psychological or physical resistance towards me, so I placed a towel under her and then rubbed my erect penis against her vulva. Xiaoyue realized the moment was approaching and trembled with nervousness. After my glans was fully wet, I slowly inserted my penis, my hips lowered. Her vaginal opening, after being explored with my tongue over the past two days, was quite wide, and my glans quickly went in halfway.
I knew I couldn't be too forceful at this point, so I didn't go deeper. Instead, I lay on top of her and kissed her lips. She was so nervous that she forgot to respond. It wasn't until I pried open her teeth with my tongue that she came to her senses. We kissed for a while, and Xiaoyue's emotions gradually calmed down, and her body was no longer tense and stiff.
I put my tongue in her ear, licking deep into her ear canal. She seemed very sensitive there, and her hands held me tightly. My left hand rubbed and squeezed her full breasts, while my other hand reached down to our point of contact and gently teased her clitoris. Xiaoyue's body grew hotter and hotter, and fluid flowed out of her vagina, but it was blocked by my glans.
During the process of breaking a woman's hymen, the man usually takes the lead, so it's crucial to control the pace. Before breaking the hymen, the approach should be slow and gentle to alleviate the woman's tension and ensure adequate lubrication to reduce pain. However, when breaking the hymen, it must be swift and decisive.
I felt the time was right, so I moved my hand down to her thigh and stroked it. Then, I lowered myself and thrust my penis in, breaking through her thin membrane.
Xiaoyue was completely unprepared and cried out in pain, "It hurts!" She tried to push me away with both hands, but I held her tightly, using my waist to slowly insert my penis fully, and then stopped moving.
Xiaoyue groaned in pain, tears welling in her eyes. Her vaginal muscles spasmed from the pain, contracting and relaxing slightly.
I held her like that for a while, until her pain subsided, and then kissed her again. Xiaoyue clenched her teeth in pain. My penis remained inside her vagina, and I gently stroked her entire body while licking her lips with my tongue.
Xiaoyue gradually began to respond to my kisses, and I knew she had passed the most difficult stage.
My penis twitched slightly; Xiaoli still seemed to feel pain, but she could bear it. I increased the speed of my movements, kneading her breasts with my hands, and her nipples began to harden again. I slowly changed from twitching to gentle thrusting, and she groaned painfully through my gagged mouth.
Her vagina was very tight, gripping my penis slightly painfully, and it tightened even more during thrusting. The blood from her ruptured hymen mixed with her vaginal fluid, but it was even thicker than the vaginal fluid, rubbing against my penis with a rough texture during thrusting.
Many erotic novels describe how painful a woman's first time is, and how much pleasure she experiences with thrusting, but in reality, I have never seen a woman orgasm after her first time. At this time, a woman feels more of a tearing pain in her genitals. If there is any pleasure, it is only in areas like the breasts, lips, and ears, but these pleasures are far less than the pain in her genitals.
I slowly increased the speed, thrusting without any technique, and when I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out and ejaculated on her pubic hair.
A few bright red spots stained the towel beneath her, as vibrant as red plum blossoms in the snow.
The next day, I didn't go out; I just stayed with Xiaoyue in the hotel watching TV, ordering takeout to eat in the room. That evening, we only kissed passionately, stimulating her breasts, but I didn't touch her genitals. On the third day, I still didn't plan any outings, spending the whole day kissing and caressing Xiaoyue in the room. By this time, I could stimulate her genitals with my hands.
That night, I inserted my penis into her vagina for the second time, and she could tolerate my thrusting without much pain.
We stayed in Zhangjiajie for two weeks, occasionally going to a few tourist attractions, and mostly making love in the hotel. She seemed to be experiencing more and more pleasure, enjoying sex more and more. And Xiaoyue, a woman who has just begun to experience the pleasure of being a woman, seems to have inexhaustible sexual desire, becoming increasingly proactive and wanton during sex. Each time, I ejaculated into her mouth, which she swallowed entirely, licking my penis clean before we fell asleep in each other's arms. Several times, I woke up to find her using her full little mouth to play with my penis.
Our sex life became increasingly harmonious, and we reached orgasm together several times. With this increased sexual intimacy, Xiaoyue seemed to grow more and more attached to me. On the night we were preparing to return home, we didn't sleep a wink, making love continuously. Each time I ejaculated, Xiaoyue would use her mouth to make my penis erect again, then thrust in and out of her pink vagina and full mouth, the scent of my sweat and her vaginal fluids filling the room.
Finally, she threw herself into my arms, sobbing, saying, "Brother Qiang, I don't want to be a prostitute, please take me in, okay? Xiaoyue begs you." I was speechless, and after a long pause, I said, "Xiaoyue, you have to face reality. I'm not married yet, I can't take you in. You can consider me a friend, and I'll try my best to help you." Xiaoyue cried for a while, knowing I couldn't agree, then
stopped
crying and silently packed her bags.
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Since returning from Zhangjiajie, Xiaoyue began her career as a prostitute. With her looks, she quickly became very popular, and several wealthy bosses wanted to take her in, but she refused them all.
Actually, hiring a prostitute is fine; once you've had your fun, that's it. A prostitute's nature is that she's available to many men, her body part rotates, and she's suitable for any man. A good prostitute is meant to be shared. But some men, upon seeing a woman they like, want to monopolize her, not only affecting family happiness but also wasting resources. Therefore, I particularly despise such men.
She was quite nice to me; whenever she had time, she would call and invite me for a few drinks. After drinking, we would have sex, but she never accepted money. She said I gave her some good memories of her life as a prostitute, something that money couldn't buy.
She did this for about a year. One night, I was woken up by her phone call. She said on the phone, "Brother Qiang, come pick me up at my place," and then hung up.
So I drove to her place. When she got in the car, I noticed she wasn't wearing makeup, so I asked her, "Don't you have to work tonight?" She replied that she didn't. She then asked me to go drinking with her. So I took her to a bar I frequented.
She seemed to be in a bad mood, constantly drinking alone. In my experience, it's best not to ask anything at times like this, so I silently kept her company. After
two cans of Heineken, she spoke, her first question being whether I remembered what day it was.
I thought for a moment, nothing special, and said I didn't remember any special days.
She sighed. She asked me to drive her for a walk. So I did as she asked, taking her to a mountaintop near the city.
It was already past midnight, and the mountain was deserted. Looking out from the mountain, the city lights were sparse, indicating how late it was. A cool breeze was blowing on the mountaintop, and the night was as cool as water.
She seemed preoccupied, and I didn't know why, so I remained silent.
After a while, she walked up to me, suddenly squatted down, unzipped my pants, took out my penis, stroked it a couple of times, and then used her beautiful little mouth to give me oral sex. Her technique was superb; her small mouth would sometimes envelop, sometimes suck, sometimes blow; her tongue would sometimes lick, sometimes wrap, sometimes entwine, and her teeth would sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily bite the glans.
Although I didn't understand why she did this, I still enjoyed her oral skills. I thought to myself that this little slut was truly a genius; the first time she gave me oral sex, she had already made me feel incredibly good, and now she was even more ecstatic.
My penis was completely wet with her saliva, and she was sucking it with loud smacking sounds. She formed her mouth into a very small sleeve, tightly gripping my penis, and moving it back and forth on the glans. When the glans was completely swallowed, she used her lips to squeeze harder on the coronal sulcus, and my urethral opening suddenly dilated. At the right moment, her tongue tip pierced through, and the tender flesh inside the urethral opening was pushed by her tongue tip. A sensation that was hard to distinguish between pleasure and pain immediately spread throughout my body, making me tremble all over.
She blew for a while longer, then stopped just in time when she sensed I was about to ejaculate. She stood up, took a few steps away, and quickly stripped off her clothes, revealing a snow-white body to me.
Her body was slightly fuller than a year ago, her breasts much larger, yet still full and firm, and her buttocks round and pert as much as before. The fullness of her breasts and buttocks accentuated the slenderness and softness of her waist, which seemed almost too delicate to be grasped in one hand. Because of her slightly larger breasts, her waist leaned forward slightly to support them, making her entire body appear even more "S" shaped. The wind blew her beautiful hair behind her head, and this woman was like a fairy descended from heaven, without a trace of worldliness.
I thought that if Xiaoyue had been born into a good family, she could definitely be a model; at least she was much prettier than the Miss Hong Kong and Miss Asia contestants of recent years.
Seeing me staring blankly at her, Xiaoyue walked up to me, took my hands, and placed them on her breasts, saying, "Fuck me, I really want to do it right now."
Of course, I wasn't going to take this lying down. I immediately started kneading her breasts with both hands and kissing her earlobes and neck. Since that time in Zhangjiajie, I hadn't kissed her lips anymore. After all, she was a prostitute now; happiness was important, but safety couldn't be ignored.
Xiaoyue moaned softly, her body writhing, rubbing her lower abdomen and thighs against my penis. Her hands didn't stop either, quickly stripping off my clothes.
My hands roamed over her body for a while, pinching and probing her sensitive areas. I slowly felt her vagina becoming wet, but not as wet as before.
I said I'd go get a condom from the car. Suddenly, she stopped reacting, her body ceasing to writhe. Then she looked up at me, a flicker of disgust crossing her eyes, which then turned into a look of pity. Her face was full of pleading as she slowly said, "This day last year was the day I met you, and also the day I started working as a prostitute. Can you do it to me like that time? Don't worry, when I'm with other women, I always make them wear condoms, and I don't let them kiss me. You can kiss me without worry and do it to me without a condom."
I had never heard her use such vulgar words as "prostitute" or "do it" before; she seemed to be deliberately insulting herself. I found her strange behavior today odd, but I figured that a woman of the night would naturally feel some self-loathing and gloom on the anniversary of her fall into prostitution. I tried to comfort her. So
I used all my strength, riding her with all my might, and she responded willingly, displaying her utmost lewdness. The two of us then had a wild, open-air lovemaking session in the middle of nowhere.
Afterwards, we lay side by side on the grass, the wind blowing through our naked bodies, and the stars twinkling faintly in the sky.
She asked me, "If I were a local girl with a decent job, or if I were a Sichuan girl who graduated from university and came to work in Guangdong, would you pursue me as your girlfriend and then marry me?"
I honestly answered that of course I would; that's the kind of wife I envisioned.
She fell silent. That night, we lay on the mountaintop until dawn before leaving.
On the fourth day, I received a call from Aqing, asking if I had seen Xiaoyue, saying she hadn't been to work for five or six days. I said I had seen her four days ago and asked him to check Xiaoyue's place. Aqing said he had asked, and the landlord said Xiaoyue had moved out. So
I called Xiaoyue's cell phone, but the caller ID said, "The number you dialed is disconnected."
Xiaoyue had vanished just like that, as if blown away by a gust of wind. But women like her are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges in this city; the city remains brightly lit and bustling, and soon no one will remember her.
**** **** ****
A year later, in the summer, a group of friends happened to be free at the same time, so we went to a famous mountain in Sichuan for a trip. While exploring the mountain, we discovered a dilapidated nunnery. Several friends, all devout Buddhists, noticed the solemn yet dilapidated statue of Guanyin in the nunnery. They pooled together tens of thousands of yuan to donate, hoping the nunnery could have funds to recast the statue.
We took the money to donate, and the young nun guarding the gate, upon hearing our purpose, was delighted. She led us to a pavilion in the nunnery's small garden and ran to call the guest nun.
After a while, a nun slowly approached along a path shaded by flowers. Her movements were graceful and elegant, and I couldn't help but think, "How could such a beauty reside in this small nunnery?"
In a flash, the nun drew near. She wore a blue robe, her black hair completely shaved, yet she possessed striking features, and seemed vaguely familiar.
She seemed taken aback when she saw me, but then inquired about the donation. We expressed our devotion to Buddhism and offered tens of thousands of yuan. As she chatted with our friends, her eyes swept over me. Suddenly, it dawned on me—she was Xiaoyue.
Xiaoyue must have recognized me too, because after seeing my surprised expression, a slight smile appeared on her lips, but
she didn't acknowledge me. She simply thanked us politely for our donation, saying that with such a devout heart, the Bodhisattva would surely
bless us.
I couldn't figure out her intentions for becoming a nun, and it was rather inconvenient in front of so many friends, so I
suppressed my curiosity and didn't say anything for the time being. I thought to myself, Xiaoyue seems to speak much more politely now; judging by
her age, she's only 19.
After a few more polite words, Xiaoyue had the young nun accept the money and then asked us to write down our names so that the nunnery could set up memorial tablets for us
to pray for blessings.
Afterwards, Xiaoyue approached me, bowed deeply, and said, "Esteemed benefactor, this humble nun has some advice to offer.
May we speak further?"
I chuckled inwardly, thinking to myself that Xiaoyue could speak so elegantly. So I returned the bow with my palms together and said, "I wish to hear the Master's
teachings." Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, I followed Xiaoyue away.
Xiaoyue led me around a small garden to a dilapidated courtyard. Xiaoyue stopped, her face no longer
showing the solemn expression from before, but instead smiling at me, saying, "You still recognize me, don't you?"
I said, "Xiaoyue, what's going on? How did you become a nun?" She said it wasn't convenient to say much here, and asked where I lived, promising
to visit me the next day. I then told her where I lived. Xiaoyue then led me out.
When we arrived at the nunnery gate, my friends were already waiting there, all asking what had happened. I made up a few excuses, but my friends
envied my supposed affinity with Buddhism.
The next day, my friends went out sightseeing, and I excused myself, saying I wasn't feeling well, and stayed alone at the hotel.
Until two o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw Xiaoyue.
Xiaoyue wasn't dressed as a nun; instead, she was in modern clothes: a white fitted shirt,
a small, delicate backpack, and stonewashed blue jeans. She looked graceful and elegant, with long, slightly
dyed blonde hair that framed her unadorned face. Her large, bright eyes shone with charm—she was the epitome of a modern city
woman.
Seeing me staring at her, she playfully scolded, "Have you seen enough?"
I quickly invited her into the room. Xiaoyue sat on the sofa, took the Coke I offered, opened it, and
sipped it with relish. Noticing my gaze, she said, "I couldn't very well come to the hotel dressed as a nun to see you, could I? This hair is
fake."
I said, "Xiaoyue, why did you leave without saying goodbye? I was so worried about you." Xiaoyue smiled sweetly. She said, "
You weren't always this sweet-talking." She put down her cola, walked over to me, and cupped my face in her hands, saying, "Let me take a
good look at you, see if you've aged." Tears welled in her eyes. "Your face is sagging. Don't
stay up so late all the time."
I suddenly felt a pang of sadness, reached out and hugged her, saying, "Xiaoyue, why didn't you contact me? Why did you come here
to be a nun?"
Xiaoyue didn't answer, but hugged me tightly, her lips meeting mine. Her lips carried the cool,
sweet taste of cola.
We kissed gently, our tongues intertwining, and Xiaoyue's body slowly warmed in my arms. Xiaoyue
took my hand and placed it on her full breasts, saying, "Brother Qiang, see if they've grown."
I kneaded her firm breasts through her clothes; her clothes and bra were very thin, and through the fabric...
Even through the fabric, I could vaguely feel the smoothness and tenderness of her breasts, and her restless nipples were already erect.
I suddenly realized she was a nun and quickly let go, saying, "Xiaoyue, no, you can't break your vows
."
Xiaoyue still held me, saying, "I've already decided to return to secular life. The reason I came this afternoon is because I
was talking to my master about it this morning."
I was even more astonished, thinking, although Xiaoyue likes me, this feeling is very limited. How could she want to return to
secular life just because she sees me?
Seeing me deep in thought, Xiaoyue smiled charmingly and said, "This little nun is lovesick just seeing you."
Hearing her say this, I knew it wasn't what she said, and since she wasn't a nun anymore, she
wasn't disgracing Buddhism. So I picked up her voluptuous body and threw her onto the bed, saying, "Let's see if this lovesick
little nun is getting all wet." I pounced on her.
I pinned Xiaoyue down, showering her face with passionate kisses. Xiaoyue responded enthusiastically. My lips moved
down her neck, unbuttoning her bra and gently biting her nipples through the thin fabric. My hands
roamed over her body, caressing her haphazardly, finally rubbing her genitals hard against the denim through her jeans, the stiff fabric
rubbing tightly against her soft vulva.
Xiaoyue began to moan softly, her eyes half-closed, a look of pleasure on her face. Her hands slipped inside my clothes,
gently stroking my back.
Her bra was pure white, with a white clasp between her breasts. I knew it was a front-opening
bra. I bit down on the clasp and pulled it off, the cups opening wide. Her breasts,
freed from their restraints, sprang forth like white doves released from their nests, the rosy nipples standing erect
on the areolas like red plum blossoms against snow, stunningly beautiful. I used my mouth to push open the bra cups completely,
kissing the two fleshy mounds back and forth, then grasping the two red plumes and sucking on them like a baby nursing.
Xiaoyue let out a soft gasp, her breathing quickening. Her legs wrapped around my waist, tightly encircling me, my
hand on her vulva was tightly clamped, the strength of my arm muscles fully engaged in her vulva.
Her breasts were full and firm, like a virgin's, with a pleasant, sweet scent. I sucked on them for a while, then began
to devour her entire breast, swallowing and spitting them out forcefully each time, occasionally biting her nipples lightly or heavily with my teeth
. Her breasts had an indescribable fleshy feel, which I couldn't get enough of, and my other hand also reached up,
kneading the other breast vigorously.
Xiaoyue kept moaning softly, using both hands to take off my shirt. I also sucked on her breasts while tearing off
her upper garment and bra. Then my hand slipped under her waist, exploring her vulva.
Everything I touched was slippery and wet; her panties were already soaked. Xiaoyue, probably due to a long period of abstinence, seemed to have
even more vaginal fluid than when we were first deflowered.
I then unbuttoned her jeans; her buttocks were so full that the jeans
clung tightly to her body, and I couldn't get them off even after several tugs. Xiaoyue got up and twisted her buttocks for a while before finally managing to get them off.
Her lower abdomen was much rounder than before, extending into a beautiful arc towards her vulva, smooth and glossy. Between
her legs was a white, tender mons pubis, like a steamed bun, with pubic hair as downy as before, softly clinging to the mons pubis
. Beneath the pubic hair was a red slit, and tender red labia were curled outside the cleft, glistening with moisture
as if about to drip.
Seeing me staring at her vulva, she scolded, "Seeing an old friend!" Then she pounced on me, pinning me down on
the bed, her sweet tongue entering my mouth. But when I tried to lick it, she withdrew, moving instead to lightly kiss my breasts
for a while, then moving downwards. Finally, she pulled down my pants and kissed my erect penis through my underwear.
Suddenly, she bit down hard, catching me off guard and making me cry out in pain. The bite felt like a burning sensation,
a strange kind of stimulation. Xiaoyue, however, had already pulled my penis out of her underwear and was gently licking it with her cool tongue. My penis
was already throbbing, the glans red and black, seemingly about to burst, pulsating slightly in her hand.
I tilted my head to look at her; she was licking while lifting her eyelids to look at me with bright, innocent eyes
. I suddenly remembered the first time she gave me oral sex in Changsha; back then, she had also been licking
while lifting her eyelids to look at me with bright, innocent eyes. A wave of emotion washed over me, as if it had all happened just yesterday
.
Xiaoyue clearly hadn't expected my emotions. After licking my penis for a while, until it was completely
wet with saliva, she took it into her mouth and began to stroke it back and forth.
Her oral skills were as adept as a year ago. Her tongue teased the tip of my penis, moving back and forth across the urethral opening,
sending waves of pleasure through me. Sometimes she would plunge my glans deep into her throat, making me feel as if my glans
were touching a clitoris.
Most incredibly, she would sometimes spit my penis out completely and gently bite the urethral opening, half her teeth embedded in it
. That flesh inside the urethral opening is the most tender part of a man's body; her gentle bite sent waves
of pleasure through my body, making me tremble and gasp for breath.
After playing for a while, Xiaoyue seemed unsatisfied, so she twisted her round, white buttocks closer
, rubbing her vulva against my face, leaving me covered in her juices. I couldn't resist grabbing her firm,
elastic buttocks with both hands, opening my mouth and swallowing her vulva whole, biting and nibbling wildly.
Xiaoyue cried out repeatedly, but her mouth was blocked by my penis, so she could only make soft moaning sounds, mixed with
the gurgling sounds of her small mouth playing with my penis and the smacking sounds of me swallowing her juices—it was indescribably lewd.
We maintained the "69" position and performed oral sex on each other. I worked diligently with my mouth on her vulva, my tongue
circling her clitoris for a while, then thrusting my tongue into her gushing, overflowing vagina.
Suddenly, I saw her dark red anus between her two snow-white buttocks, like a daisy, wet with her juices
, which, against her plump buttocks, gave it a rounded, jade-like appearance, quite beautiful. I couldn't resist
gently poking it with my finger. Xiaoyue cried out, as if she had been hit in a sensitive spot. Her daisy contracted, and a stream of
juices gushed out from her vagina, spraying all over my head and face.
Xiaoyue's body went limp on top of me, her vulva pressed tightly against my mouth. I slowly licked it back and forth with my tongue.
At my penis, Xiaoyue had lost her earlier wildness, resting her head on my thigh and sweeping the tip of her tongue across my scrotum.

I stroked her buttocks with both hands for a while, then moved to her clitoris,
circling it with my fingers from the outside in. Xiaoyue's buttocks trembled slightly, and her clitoris contracted and relaxed. For a moment 　　,
Xiaoyue seemed to regain her vitality, turning around and kissing me on the lips, saying, "Brother is so amazing
, Xiaoyue has never been so high before. Now wait for Xiaoyue to serve you." She lay on top of me, sticking out her buttocks
, her vulva occasionally touching my penis.
This coy way of welcoming and resisting aroused my whole body, and I reached out and slapped her buttocks loudly,
saying, "Come on, you little slut."
She lowered her buttocks, allowing my penis to make real contact with her vulva, and there was another round of rubbing
. Her vaginal opening was already overflowing with lustful fluid, and my penis was also wet, and the glans found
the entrance on its own during the rubbing. With a soft groan, halfway in, Xiaoyue let out a muffled groan, her buttocks
slumped down, and with another "plop," my penis plunged in all the way. I immediately felt my penis being tightly enveloped by her wet, soft vagina, and I couldn't help but
gasp and let out a soft "ah."
She had probably been diligently practicing asceticism for the past year; her vagina had become much narrower, as if it were still a virgin, tightly gripping
my penis. I could feel the folds of the vaginal walls on the glans. Xiaoyue gently twisted, and the folds of her vaginal walls
lightly bit at the glans. Perhaps this position allowed for too deep penetration; I felt the tip of my penis hitting her clitoris.
The clitoris, or cervix, is a woman's opening, where there are nerve endings that have slight sensation. Therefore,
when a man's penis touches it, it can increase a woman's pleasure. Xiaoyue seemed to enjoy the
feeling of her clitoris being touched, letting my penis press tightly against it and twist back and forth, as if my glans was drilling a hole in her clitoris.
My glans rubbed back and forth against her clitoris, waves of pleasure washing over me.
Xiaoyue writhed for a while, then switched to stroking, the speed increasing, her body
bouncing up and down with the mattress's elasticity, her breasts bouncing rhythmically. Each stroke released a gush of vaginal fluid,
sticking my pubic hair to hers, and some of it dripped down my crotch, soaking a large patch of the sheet.
Xiaoyue was truly a professional; she was driving me to the brink of ecstasy, my mouth agape, inhaling deeply and exhaling with a sigh
, repeatedly saying how good it felt. Gradually, we were both drenched in sweat, the room filled with
the mingled scent of sweat and vaginal fluid, an indescribable, erotic atmosphere.
During the stroking, I felt my ejaculation coming out of control, so I quickly straightened up, hugging Xiaoyue tightly to stop her from stroking so fast
. Xiaoyue seemed to know I was about to ejaculate, so she stopped, panting heavily, her tongue
lightly licking my eyes, lips, and face, leaving my face covered in her saliva.
I maintained my embrace, one hand reaching to her anus, my fingers gently rubbing her clitoris
. Xiaoyue's mouth was close to my ear, her breath tickling each word: "You little rascal, you don't even
spare that." Her breath made my eardrums hiss.
Seeing the lewd expression on her face mixed with her innocent eyes, I felt an indescribable thrill, so I
whispered in her ear in the same way, "I'll deflower you again."
Xiaoyue seemed somewhat aroused, pressing her face tightly against mine. After a while, she said, "Xiaoyue is willing to
give you all her first times, but be gentle, don't hurt so much."
With her permission, I immediately slipped my fingers into her clitoris, which was already wet with her juices and very
slippery. As my finger entered, Xiaoyue's anus instinctively contracted, gripping my finger tightly. I slowly
inserted one finger in and out.
At this point, I felt my penis had lost the urge to ejaculate after stopping for a while, so I gently
twisted it while holding Xiaoyue. Xiaoyue held me tenderly, letting me do as I pleased. I inserted my fingers into her anus for a while,
and feeling that Xiaoyue's anus was no longer so tense, I lifted Xiaoyue off me and placed her on the bed. Xiaoyue obediently
lay on the bed, raising her round, snow-white buttocks to welcome my penis.
I first inserted my penis into her vagina and thrust in and out for a while. Xiaoyue was probably nervously waiting for me to penetrate her anus, and she even
forgot to moan, although her vagina was still dripping with vaginal fluid. I then smeared some of the vaginal fluid on her anus and
inserted my fingers back and forth for a while. Seeing that her anus was completely lubricated, I pulled my wet
penis out of her wet vagina, held the glans with my hand and rubbed it on her anus, then slowly lowered my waist and thrust. With the lubrication of the vaginal fluid,
the large glans slowly sank into the tender flesh of her anus. Xiaoyue let out a sound, seemingly enduring the pain.
I stopped pushing forward and instead used two fingers to thrust in and out of her vagina. After a while, Xiaoyue's anus seemed to
gradually adapt, so I used my waist to slowly insert my penis completely into her anus. Xiaoyue let out
a muffled groan, trying hard not to cry out.
My fingers continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, my thumb rubbing her clitoris, while my penis
slowly pumped in and out of her anus. Gradually, Xiaoyue seemed to get used to it, sticking her buttocks up high to facilitate my thrusting. After a while,
she began to make lewd noises, and whenever I thrust forward, she would twist her big buttocks to meet me,
her buttocks hitting my lower abdomen with a loud slapping sound.
My speed gradually increased, and a storm of thrusts ensued. Xiaoyue's fair and tender body swayed as I pounded into
her, her mouth constantly moaning, which only fueled my lust. During the thrusting, I pulled out my penis and inserted it back into her beautiful vagina
, then used my fingers to insert into her anus, repeating this over and over again. Xiaoyue's vaginal fluids seemed to be almost dried up, and her moans grew
hoarseer and hoarse as she kept moaning, "Xiao...Xiaoyue...the...three...three...holes...
are...all...for...brother...to...insert..."
I was also surprised by my own stamina. Although I had played 3P and 4P before, I had never felt so good
, and I had never tried to thrust continuously for so long. I felt waves of pleasure with each thrust, an indescribable
enjoyment.
Xiaoyue seemed completely exhausted; her body gradually went limp, making it difficult to thrust from behind. So I
flipped her limp body over, spreading her legs roughly 180 degrees, and inserted my penis into
her anus again. I used three fingers to penetrate her vagina, while simultaneously using my tongue to penetrate her mouth
. This way, all three of her vaginal openings were being penetrated at the same time. Xiaoyue's eyes were glazed, and she was moaning softly, her nostrils flared.
A fine layer of sweat settled on her skin, and her two beautiful breasts swayed with my thrusts.
My lust was at its peak; it seemed my penis could thrust in and out at will, with no intention of ejaculating. I simply thrust with all
my might. Xiaoyue had already climaxed several times, her body dazed and allowing me to ravage her.
After a few dozen more thrusts, I felt that her anus was still not as comfortable as her vagina, so I released her mouth and anus, inserting my penis
into her vagina, which was gradually drying. Xiaoyue seemed to wake from her daze, but she was too weak to cry out, only moaning hoarsely
.
With each thrust, her vagina slowly became wet again, and my large penis felt even more at ease, each insertion
accompanied by a gurgling sound, each withdrawal bringing out a gush of vaginal fluid.
Suddenly, Xiaoyue, as if in a final burst of energy, sprang up and hugged me tightly. Her vagina spasmed,
the folds of her vagina seeming like rows of teeth gently biting my penis. A strange force in her vagina intensely sucked at my glans
, preventing it from slipping away, and that suction went straight to the urethral opening, as if trying to drain all the strength from my body.
My ejaculation gate loosened, and hot semen shot directly into her vagina. My whole body felt light, as if I were about to
fly away with the wind. Suddenly, the suction in Xiaoyue's vagina disappeared, and a large gush of fluid poured down from her vagina, so hot that
my glans shuddered and withdrew from her vagina. At this moment, Xiaoyue seemed to have lost control of her urethra, and a stream of urine mixed
with vaginal fluid burst open her plump labia, flowing down her thighs and making a mess on the bed.
I felt completely empty, lying limply on Xiaoyue's mud-like body. We were both limp in her
vaginal fluids and urine, both of us in a daze, as if half-asleep.
I don't know how much time passed before I slowly regained consciousness. I saw that Xiaoyue beneath me was also awake, but still delicate and powerless
. I got up, feeling a sore back, went to the bathroom, ran a hot bath, and then came back to pick up the still limp
Xiaoyue and soak in the bathtub together.
Xiaoyue took off her wig, revealing her bald head, and lazily rested her head on my shoulder. After our long battle, soaking in
the hot water, we both felt every pore of our bodies open up, an indescribable comfort.
Xiaoyue rested her eyes on my shoulder for a while, seemingly before she had the strength to speak. She softly said, "Brother Qiang
, you're amazing! You almost killed me."
I replied, "You're the same; you've drained me dry."
Her bald head gently rubbed against my cheek as she said, "Do you still want to know why I became a nun?"
I nodded, gently stroking her breasts with the hand that was around her. She lay peacefully
, softly recounting her story.
"My family was very poor. My father made a living by carrying things for others in town. I also have a younger sister, but my father
loved me very much, so unlike other girls in the village, I didn't have to help with chores from a young age. Instead, I went to school in town.
But when I was 17 and in my final year of junior high, my father was diagnosed with hepatitis B. Not only did our family lose its source of income, but
my father's medication cost a lot of money. I had no choice but to drop out of school and go to Guangdong to work."
“I worked in a wool factory in Dongguan for a few months, but after living expenses, I only had two or three hundred yuan left, which
wasn’t enough for my father’s medical expenses. Later, through a fellow villager’s introduction, I met Sister Qing, and I gritted my teeth and became a prostitute. You know I
worked there for a year, and that year I worked desperately to earn money. I saved more than 200,000 yuan, enough for my
father’s medical expenses. Actually, I really hate those men. Every time I slept with them, I couldn’t help but want to cry,
but I couldn’t.”
She paused for a moment: “But Brother Qiang, I don’t hate you.” Then she continued: “I
can’t sleep at night. I think if I continue like this, I’ll never find the good man I want again. I long for
a prince charming to rescue me.”
I couldn’t help but feel guilty, and I gently pulled her closer.
She didn't notice my expression and continued, "Brother Qiang, actually, my ideal prince charming is
someone like you: a graduate of a prestigious university, young and wealthy, a little handsome and a little bad, unlike some people who reek of money
. But I know you could never like me."
Her tone was somewhat sad. After a pause, she continued, "Do you remember
the question I asked you on the mountaintop before I left?"
Without waiting for my answer, she continued, "I asked you, 'If I were a local girl with a decent
job, or if I were a Sichuan girl who graduated from university and came to work in Guangdong, would you pursue me, make me your girlfriend
, and then marry me?' Your answer at the time was the same as I expected: 'Yes.' I think I can't change my
background, but I can use the money I have to change my present situation and become a Sichuan
girl who graduated from university."
"So I left you and came to Chengdu, but I found that my past experiences tormented me constantly. Perhaps I could
find a school to study, but I couldn't get rid of my psychological barriers; and on the night I left
, when I made love with you, I didn't feel any joy, let alone with other men. So I think my
problem isn't how to change myself, but first and foremost, to get rid of the past and return to the way I was before I became a prostitute. So
I chose to become a nun."
"For the past year, I've spent my days in quiet contemplation, and I feel much calmer. I've read
many books, learned computer skills, and even spent money to get a secretarial diploma. But I know I
don't seem to have any feelings for men, because I haven't had much contact with any men this past year."
"When I met you yesterday, I was overjoyed all night. I think I'm starting to feel for men again.
It's time for me to leave." She seemed somewhat wistful.
"When we were together just now, I felt happier than ever before. I think I'm a normal girl now." She
reached out and gently stroked my face, her voice tinged with sadness. "If only we could be together forever.
After all, you were my first time. I had a boyfriend when I was in school, but I was so naive back then. You
could say my first man... the man I loved was you!"
"But I know you can't accept me, and I don't blame you. You know what I went through. I
wish God could erase that memory from your life."
She turned and hugged me. I felt an indescribable sadness, and just held her tightly, saying, "Xiaoyue, I didn't..."
" Is it as good as you think? I've been wasting
my life in the entertainment industry all these years, my heart is numb. Maybe I'll never be able to love anyone again, and I'll just have to marry any woman I find." Thinking about her life since graduating from university, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness
.
Xiaoyue continued, "There are many men like you in the world. I can go find someone who doesn't know my past
. I want to take control of my own happiness." Xiaoyue pressed her face against mine, letting her tears flow freely down our
faces. 　　That night, Xiaoyue left. A few months later, she called from Shanghai to tell me she had found a secretarial job there
. 　　A year later, when I visited Shanghai, she brought a boy with her to greet me. The boy was tall and handsome 　　, an engineer at her company, a recent master's graduate. 　　I often think of Xiaoyue now. I think if I were a Shanghai man and met a beautiful and lovely 　　office girl like her, perhaps I would also fall madly in love with her. 　　Perhaps 　　some of the girls we love around us are like "Xiaoyue," we just don't know it. 　　Author's Biography: 　　I divided "The Nun" into three parts. The first part mainly depicts the beautiful, innocent, and pure Xiaoyue; the second part portrays 　　the bleak and somber Xiaoyue of the world; and the third part focuses on the resolute, strong-willed, and passionate Xiaoyue. 　　Xiaoyue is a real woman, and the main storyline is largely based on reality. My 　　original intention in writing her story was to depict this extraordinary woman of the world, but after finishing it, I was struck by the realization: why are we so often so concerned with a person's past, when in fact these past events have no 　　real impact 　　on our present ? 　　Perhaps we are accustomed to categorizing people based on their past and then letting these categories dictate our 　　feelings. Just as we find a respectable woman slightly revealing sexy, yet feel nothing for a naked prostitute 　　, our feelings are often imprisoned by our own psychological categorization. 　　********** 　　...

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