[Diary of a Girl Who Engages in Compensation Dating] Part 2 (3)

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If you can't sleep, there's nothing to be afraid of. Just wake yourself up, and everything will be fine. The next morning, having grown accustomed to mansions, I couldn't get used to this cramped little room in the summer. Although my place wasn't as luxurious as the Imperial Palace, it was still tens of thousands of times better than Xia Tian's place.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt suffocated. The outdated air conditioner was blowing with its last bit of power. It was hot under the covers, and cold when I kicked them off; neither way was comfortable.
I decided to get up, took a shower to wake myself up, found a place to sit, and started putting on makeup in front of the mirror. I planned to leave this uncomfortable little room once I was done.
Xia Tian was also woken up by me. He asked if getting up and putting on makeup meant I lacked self-confidence or was excessively narcissistic. I looked at him and told him it was neither; I wanted to leave.
When Xia Tian heard me say I was leaving, his face showed some melancholy. I told him that all good things must come to an end, I couldn't be by his side 24 hours a day, and I wasn't his mother.
I wanted to introduce Xinyi to Xia Tian, telling him there are many girls in the world and he should chat with more girls; maybe he'd discover a better world. But he thought I was going to break up with him again. I said I didn't mean that, but actually, that's what I really meant. I felt a little annoyed, even though I knew he truly loved me.
He watched me trim my pubic hair with small scissors. I looked at him and asked if he'd ever seen a girl trim her pubic hair before. He told me no. I said I was truly honored to be the first girl he'd seen trim her pubic hair in front of him.
He asked why I was cutting some. I told him that it's good to trim long hair; too much hair in the pubic area isn't comfortable, and it's not aesthetically pleasing. Actually, I'd already shaved some pubic hair and all the excess armpit hair in the bathroom with a razor. He hadn't seen it; if he had, he would have been even more surprised.
Xia Tian asked if I had a high sex drive. I said I didn't know what a high or low sex drive meant; I felt perfectly normal.
I told him I was precocious, that I'd learned to masturbate by fourth grade and my breasts had started developing. He asked how I learned to masturbate, and I thought for a moment, looking at him, and said, "I just touched wherever I wanted to be touched, and that's how I learned.
" He said I was someone who did what I wanted, and I completely agreed with his assessment; I just don't like to pretend.
He asked if I was in such a hurry to leave because I was going to solicit clients again. I told him not to use such harsh language, as if I were a streetwalker.
He asked what word could replace "soliciting clients," and I, head down, rubbing lotion on my legs, laughed and told him, "It's called illicit sexual relations. Can you be a little more sophisticated?
" Then we both burst out laughing.
I asked him curiously, "Do you really love me that much? Even if I do these things, you still love me that much? I don't want you to compromise yourself or give in to me because you love me. You need to find yourself again. A man cheating on himself isn't environmentalism."
He just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm enjoying my own happiness; I can get through anything."
I glanced at him and asked, "Are you really happy?" He hesitated for a moment and then told me yes.
I felt he was lying, deceiving himself.
My clothes were almost stinking; I hadn't brought many clothes with me when I left, and I couldn't go back to get more now, because I might not be able to leave again.
Yamada emailed me last night, finding me several language schools and telling me I could contact him anytime to study Japanese in Japan, then I could see him every day.
He had previously written to me saying he had arranged a job for me, and told me the details, saying I could have a job once I arrived in Japan, studying and working at the same time, no longer needing to engage in compensated dating, just being with him alone, and not to worry about financial problems.
I know Yamada is taking such good care of me because he sees me as his lover from his youth, trying to make up for everything he owed that woman. But he is indeed a good person, mature and considerate, reliable, and able to give a girl a sense of security. The only downside is that he's too old to marry, but as long as we can be together, is marriage really that important? How many people register but have no feelings, and how many people don't register but have feelings? So, whether you register or not isn't the key; feelings are. And if you don't register, it's easier to break up if things don't go well than if you do. Okay, this is something I figured out while grooming my eyebrows in front of the mirror.
There's another thing I need to correct, not feelings, but perceptions. Talking about feelings can hurt yourself and others; Xia Tian doesn't understand this.
I'm also very grateful to A Gui. A Gui has a million flaws, but this one thing is excellent: he introduced me to Yamada. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have this godfather.
I'm also thinking about when to say yes to Yamada, so I can establish myself in Japan, my younger siblings can easily study at university there, and I can help ease the financial burden on my family. I wonder if they'll understand my good intentions as an older sister.
I plan to go to Japan again in a few days to see Yamada, so Xia Tian and I are destined to have little future together. Although I know he really loves me, love doesn't solve any practical problems. If I really marry him, it will only hurt him. I'll regret it, and he'll regret it too.
I've sorted everything out for myself. My makeup is done, my skincare routine is complete, and I'm dressed. I said goodbye to Xia Tian. When we first got together, I felt something new every day, but now I'm bored, just utterly bored. Besides, his father's situation will inevitably affect our relationship. Even if he says he doesn't care, I can't be indifferent. Am I supposed to wait for him to call me "Mom"? That's ridiculous. I'm not that ridiculous.
But I didn't let him notice. I think time heals all wounds. I'll just have less contact with him.
If he still won't give up, I'll get a few girls I'm close to to harass him. With his intelligence and abilities, I believe he won't be able to handle it. Once he's no longer lonely, I'll just drift along with him.
Summer offered to go shopping with me, but I declined. He asked what I would do if I missed him. I stood outside his door for a few seconds, turned around, and told him, "Let's go to Zhongxiao East Road and take a walk.
" I left Summer's place and wandered around alone. I had breakfast at McDonald's, coffee at Starbucks, browsed the department stores on Zhongxiao East Road, and then walked to a bookstore. I didn't even walk nine times, less than half a time, before I got tired. I sat on the steps of the bookstore and casually flipped through some books, finally choosing a book about life in Japan. The morning passed by easily.
I wondered what those two men were like, but Xinyi only told me they were both men in their fifties. Sometimes I don't understand if men are lustful until they're old. As long as they have money, their energy will never stop. It's true that money makes your dick bigger. I admire that.
But as long as I can make money, why worry about everything else? It's just a headache, isn't it? I can earn as much as I can while I have more time during the holidays. Once school starts, I won't have as much free time, and I'm not the kind of student who likes to skip classes.
The morning passed quickly, but the afternoon was tough. Even when I found an air-conditioned place, I was exhausted. I called Xinyi to come out and keep me company, but she told me she hadn't gone to bed until 5 a.m. and didn't want to come out. She wouldn't let me come to her either, saying she needed sleep. I cursed her inwardly; all she knew how to do at a crucial time was sleep.
Xinyi also reminded me on the phone to conserve my energy during the day, saying that the money people gave me wasn't easy to earn. I asked why, and she said I would find out tonight.
I was wondering what kind of program would be on that night. Knowing she liked to exaggerate, I didn't think too much about it. I found an internet cafe, did nothing but stare blankly at the screen until evening, then called a taxi to go to the appointment.
I was also worried that the program might want to drink my urine or something, so I started drinking a lot of water and holding my urine from the afternoon. After all, they paid me so much money, and it would be embarrassing if they wanted my urine and I couldn't refuse.
My lower abdomen was bloated, and I was about to wet my pants. I thought that when I got there, I would ask them if they needed to do that. If they did, I would urinate first; if not, I would just relieve myself in the toilet. I thought my plan was perfect.
I had placed a hidden camera on top of my bag. If something happened to me, only my best friend would know where the hidden camera was.
Then I straightened my clothes, knocked on the door, the door opened, our eyes met, and time seemed to stop there.
"Yi-xuan?" "Professor?" The door seemed about to close, but the person inside hesitated for a moment before pulling me in, then peeked out into the corridor.
The people inside were surprised to see me and said, "Yi-xuan, it's you?" Two professors came over and asked me this and that, and I really didn't know how to answer. I cursed Xin-yi in my heart for calling me over without understanding the situation.
"We didn't know it was you,
" the professor said.
"I didn't know it was either of you.
" I, who had long forgotten what shyness was, lowered my head and blushed, saying, "I think I should leave.
" "Leave for what? You absolutely mustn't tell anyone about this.
" "I know.
" "Wow, I've heard that some girls at school do this, but I didn't expect to catch one today. What a small world, and it's our little Xuan-xuan!
" "Oh, really.
" I sat on the bed, legs tightly pressed together, hands between my thighs, head bowed, one of them on my left and one on my right.
"Did you take our class next semester?" "I don't know, I forgot, sorry.
" "There's a chance to retake it. If you didn't get it, be sure to retake it. You'll get two A's.
" "Oh.
" "You look nervous, aren't you?" "Yeah.
" I kept my head down, feeling incredibly awkward. Then I said, "I'm really sorry, I think I should leave. I've taken up your time.
" "Don't leave, we don't mind. Why do you mind?" the professor said, then took out a wad of thousand-dollar bills from his bag and handed them to me.
"Xuanxuan, just be happy. Don't worry too much. Once it's over, just pretend nothing happened.
" "Oh.
" I said, word by word, as he stuffed the money into my hand.
"You don't feel anything, do you? We've already taken aphrodisiacs. Why don't you take a few too? We've prepared some for women.
" "No way.
" I smiled.
After I finished speaking, they sat down, one on my left and one on my right, slowly caressing my entire body. They kept smelling my neck, kissing my cheeks, and touching my hands, making me even more shy than before. I said, "I'm going to take a shower, I sweated a lot.
" But they said that this was how a "pure" girl should look.
"Don't be too nervous, let's start now.
" "Okay.
" I only managed to say one word.
The professor pinched my chin, looking at me with a lewd smile, and asked if I enjoyed being touched. I smiled slightly and told them I was fine.
"Take off your clothes, just your underwear.
" "Okay.
" "Wow, it's a peach-colored bra and panties, so tempting.
" I smiled shyly when they said that, trying to cover my chest and between my legs with my hands, but they pulled them away.
"I peeked at the back of your shirt at school and was even guessing what color your bra was. It's so alluring.
" Another professor said, "Next time, make Xuanxuan sit in class wearing only a bra and lingerie. The whole class will be restless.
" "Xuanxuan will be gang-raped to death by the entire class.
" After saying that, the professor reached his hand under my bra cup and kneaded my tender nipples.
"Wow, they feel so good. If I did this at school, I'd probably get fired.
" "Let me touch them too. Wow, they're hard down there, about to explode.
" "Don't pinch them, it hurts.
" I really couldn't take it anymore and couldn't help but say.
The professor chuckled and slipped his hand out from inside my bra. "I suddenly remembered a saying, 'Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me.' Perfect for today, Xuanxuan, except this 'teacher' is the 'wet' in 'down there.
'" "Xuanxuan, do you want the professor to torture you?" "What are you two talking about?" I thought to myself, just want to get this over with quickly. I was disgusted. I never imagined those two seemingly respectable people were actually perverts. I was worried about how I'd get through school. I'd heard stories of introverted girls jumping off buildings after being harassed by teachers, and now it was happening to me. I wouldn't jump, but I was worried they'd annoy me.
Just then, I remembered I needed to pee. I'd been so nervous, shy, and embarrassed that I'd forgotten.
I stood up and told them I needed to pee, but they grabbed me. They grinned lewdly and said I wasn't allowed to pee, or they'd see me wet my pants. I thought how perverted they were. Then I remembered what Xinyi had told me to conserve my energy.
They not only told me not to pee, but also poked my lower abdomen with their fingers, and one of them even scratched my genitals, making me extremely uncomfortable. But considering how much money they were giving me, and that they were my professors, I could only endure it. I wanted to finish quickly and go to sleep so I could leave as soon as possible, so I might as well just go along with it and not put myself in such a passive position.
"Stop poking me, I'm really about to pee my pants, it's uncomfortable,
" I said with a smile.
"You'll pee your pants later, and then you can drink it yourself, okay?" "Don't do that, it's disgusting.
" "Won't that make you even more horny? Come on, kneel down and taste my cock first, it'll help you digest and whet your appetite.
" One professor said, pressing me to the ground, while another professor sat on the bed with his legs spread apart, displaying his thick, erect cock in front of me.
Another professor stood behind me, kicking my head and telling me to eat it quickly.
"Xuanxuan, first use your tongue to wash my penis and testicles, then lick all the sticky fluid off my penis. Let us see how good your skills are. I heard that your specialty is washing penises with your mouth."
"After the seated professor finished speaking, another professor kicked me in the head. I looked at them, but all I saw were their lewd smiles. They told me they had taken a lot of aphrodisiacs and were going to make me wish I were dead tonight.
I had to pretend to be happy even though I was unhappy.
The professor's penis was so horny, but since they had paid such a high price, I had to endure it. I stuck out my tongue and licked the professor's testicles and penis again and again. The professor's penis got harder and harder, and the glans secreted more and more mucus, and the smell became more and more horny.
I knew that after licking this professor's penis, I would have to wash another professor's penis like this later. It seemed that my mouth would be full of penis flavor for the next few days.
Actually, to be honest, I really enjoy licking men's penises. Some guys might call me a slut if they heard this. Don't guys also like to have women lick their private parts? I don't know why I like licking men's penises. Maybe, like you said, I just feel that it can stimulate my masculine desires."
I licked the professor's penis repeatedly, and he seemed quite satisfied. He even said he'd give me a few more A's next semester. I thought to myself, "They're all so respectable in school, but they're the same in bed. All men are the same. Men take off their pants and have two balls and a stick; women take off their pants and have a patch of pubic hair and a slit. They're all searching for their empty connection. "
The professor's penis tasted like cheddar cheese; it must be super nutritious to lick. Thinking this, I couldn't help but laugh. The professor asked me what was wrong, and I told him what I was thinking .
"Xuanxuan, I didn't expect you to be so funny in school, and so funny in bed too!
" "I just suddenly thought of it; I don't know how I came up with it.
" The professor told me that since I thought his penis tasted like cheddar cheese, I should lick it even more, as it's rich in vitamins and even more nutritious than chicken essence.
Another professor was kicking my head, asking if I felt like a bitch. I wanted to tell him his mother was a bitch, but he'd given me so much money, right? So I had to follow his script. Okay, I said I was a bitch.
The professor, who was sitting down, told me to hold his penis like I was holding lipstick, and smear the semen from his glans onto my lips while looking at him. I thought to myself, "What a pervert! No wonder he's a professor, such a novel way to play." I held his thick penis, looked at him, and brought the glans to my lips, slowly smearing it back and forth. The professor told me to lick my lips, and I told him it tasted salty. The professor said I was a real slut.
I thought to myself, "Let them say whatever they want. Since I'm in this profession, I have to be open-minded. I'll just treat what they say as bullshit. As long as I can find my own enjoyment, that's enough." Maybe some guys will say I'm shameless. Yes, I lock my face in a safe before I come out, but you probably don't have the chance to be shameless yet. You're just jealous of me, aren't you? I told the professor that his imagination was so rich that he had even developed a glans-infused lip gloss. The professor said that if I liked this kind of cosmetic, he would have plenty of time to provide it to me every day. I smiled and told him that I was afraid of getting too much nutrition and getting a sore throat. The professor said I was good at talking, no wonder he was his prized student.
After I licked this professor and he seemed to enjoy it, I switched to another professor. However, this other professor disliked that my mouth had gotten on the first professor's penis, so he decided not to let me lick his penis. He wanted to play a game of slapping me. I told him to be gentle, or I wouldn't be able to go to school when classes started, and he would be responsible. The professor said he would slap me until I was incontinent, and I would have to perform "golden holy water" every day.
I felt like I was making a significant contribution to the sex industry. The professor's slaps made my face burn, but I had to force a smile and say I enjoyed it. I treated it like a Thai massage, comforting myself and keeping my mind healthy.
I told the professor to stop, or my face would swell up. I had probably been wandering around all day and felt completely numb, and I was particularly irritable. I asked the professor what else he wanted to do. He told me what he wanted to do, including putting feces in my mouth and smearing it all over my body. I told them I couldn't do it, and if they really couldn't, I would refund part of the money. However, the professor said it was like a scholarship they were sponsoring my education, and I didn't need to return it.
I asked them if Elisa, the girl Xinyi, had eaten their feces that day. They said she had, but only two bites and couldn't stand it anymore. I thought I had to ask Xinyi about this.
I told the professor I really couldn't hold my pee anymore. The professor told me to stand in the toilet and pee in my underwear. I did as my esteemed guest requested, standing in the toilet and peeing through my underwear. The urine poured down like rain, running down my legs. After I finished, I took off my underwear, and another professor told me to squat on his face so he could wipe my butt with his mouth.
I was exhausted from wandering around all day and just wanted to sleep, but they were still torturing me like this. I was getting annoyed, but I had to hold it in. After all, they were my professors, and if I angered them, they would give me failing grades. I had no way to complain.
The professor said my genitals were very horny and asked if I had been with many men. I said no, I've been a sugar daddy, and I wouldn't have come if my good friend hadn't asked me to.
The professor asked me about the price of a sugar daddy arrangement. I told him, and he said he couldn't afford it. But he asked if I offered a discount for a yearly arrangement, and I said no. They said then it would be a matter of a thousand pieces of gold for a single night.
I asked the professor if it was okay, I was really annoyed. The professor told me to put my wet underwear over my head, leaving my mouth exposed, and lie face down on the bed. Then he started having sex with me from both ends, asking if I thought my underwear was smelly. I said yes, yes, yes, thinking I should finish quickly so my mother could go to sleep.
The professor was very enthusiastic. After we finished, I took out 20,000 yuan from my bag and returned it to them. After all, he was my professor, and even if they didn't want it, I had to return some to them. I didn't want to give them something to talk about later, feeling like I had wasted money, or cause them trouble.
The professor said I was not only super hot, smart, and had good grades, but I was also sexy and knew how to get things done. I sneered inwardly.
I got out of bed, took a shower, and then took out my blanket. I told them I was going to sleep, that I was tired from wandering around all day, and that if they weren't satisfied, I could offer them a free session, since they were my professors. Then I pulled the blanket over my head and fell fast asleep, not caring about anything else.
The professors didn't say anything, just that it was okay, and that we'd have more opportunities to meet up and hang out together in the future.
And just like that, I easily earned 50,000 yuan.
I turned off the lights. They were lying on my left and right, one to my left and one to my right, reaching out and touching me here and there in the dark. I was so sleepy; let them touch me wherever they wanted, I didn't care. All
I could think was: "Damn, this is so annoying!" But I also wanted to use the money I earned to buy my younger sister some new clothes. After all, she's in high school now, an age where she loves to dress up, and I didn't want her to suffer.
As for my younger brother, I think that if boys don't experience some hardship, they will suffer when they grow up. That's what I thought, so even though I was being disgustingly touched, I slept peacefully.

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