A chance encounter on WeChat with an ASUS computer

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It has been two years since I broke up with my girlfriend, and I haven't had any sexual relations with her in those two years.
Gradually, I became somewhat depressed and lazy in my daily life. I, who used to be quite clean, became increasingly slovenly, and the feeling of positivity gradually faded away. I spent most of my time immersed in anime and TV dramas. Days of indifference flowed by quietly, but the still waters do not reveal the turbulent undercurrents beneath. A small, subtle stirring in my heart gradually ignited my desires, and I often spent the endless, long nights watching porn to alleviate the emptiness in my heart.
I once happened to see my friends using chat apps like WeChat and Momo, engrossed in their phones. Curious, I leaned over to watch. Countless pretty girls floated past me, but I, who considered myself indifferent to such things, looked on with disdain at my two friends who believed even obviously photoshopped profile pictures and were so happy to be hooking up with girls. I turned away, dismissive, back to my own little world. But this chance encounter was precisely the beginning of this romantic encounter.
Just before the European Cup, I had just finished my exams and was feeling utterly bored when I suddenly remembered that many people were using WeChat. I also saw posts on sex forums about people successfully hooking up with girls. This instantly stirred up my seemingly calm mind, and I excitedly reinstalled WeChat.
(I had previously installed both WeChat and Momo, but had repeatedly installed and uninstalled them for various reasons.) My journey to find a companion began. This was my first time actually using WeChat, and being shy, I was hesitant to greet strangers. I searched for people nearby and finally mustered the courage to send a greeting to one of the seemingly attractive profile pictures, then waited for her response. However, almost a day had passed, and there was absolutely no sign of a reply. I tried two more, but they completely disappeared without a trace, not even a ripple. I was utterly disappointed.
A day later, I picked up my phone again and sent a few greetings. Just as I was about to give up and go to sleep, the familiar vibration and ringtone gave me a glimmer of hope (though it was still the middle of the night). A fairly attractive girl/boy (at the time, I was quite skeptical about gender in online interactions) replied. I exchanged a few pleasantries with her, and then she asked if I had a girlfriend. Just as I was getting interested, she suddenly disappeared. I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, enduring that endless night of waiting. The next day, she told me that the person I had chatted with the previous day wasn't her, but her roommate. My heart skipped a beat. It just so happened that there was a European Cup match that night.
I watched the game with my roommate, eagerly awaiting her reply. My roommate kept urging me to ask her if she had a boyfriend, but I hesitated. I felt it would be too abrupt to ask after only knowing her for a short time. A mischievous and ambitious thought suddenly took over, leading me to inexplicably have my roommate ask the question. When I later told her that I hadn't answered her questions in the previous chat, but that my roommate had taken the lead and asked, she got angry, accusing me of being narrow-minded and having such a vengeful attitude. I knew I was wrong, and I apologized profusely to win her back.
After that, we chatted casually, and I gradually steered the conversation towards sex. I slowly learned about her sexual orientation and experiences, and then it escalated to me sending her suggestive messages, imagining that we would masturbate to orgasm together (maybe we actually orgasmed, maybe it was just my imagination). We chatted on and off for almost two months, when suddenly, some unexpected good news came my way: she told me she had to run some errands and wanted to stay at my place for the night. I was so excited that I didn't sleep a wink that night, thinking about all sorts of methods and how to create a suggestive atmosphere!
The day before she arrived, I tidied up my room and redesigned the layout according to her preferences. I went out and bought some aromatherapy, a fancy pair of underwear, and a straw hat that I thought would match perfectly. The next morning, I made the bed, sprayed some perfume, took a good shower, fixed my hair, and prepared everything to wait for her arrival.
I picked her up at the train station, and I was thrilled to see her. She was even prettier in person than in the photos. Her voluptuous figure was a little plump than I had imagined, but very supple. She was wearing a sheer dress, which was extremely short; if it weren't for her safety shorts, it would have been incredibly revealing. On the way home, I maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, restraining my wild side from being exposed in public (although she seemed eager and even subtly hinted at me to be intimate with her).
When we got home, we were both very thirsty. After drinking some water, we sat together pretending to watch PPS (a Chinese video-sharing website), but we both knew that neither of us was really paying attention to the program that was going in one ear and out the other. I asked her to sit closer, held her hand, and occasionally traced lines on her palm, stimulating her senses little by little, gradually igniting her desire. Then, pretending to comment on PPS, I turned to her ear and breathed softly into it. I heard her breathing quicken, so I put my arm around her waist, brushed aside her beautiful hair, and...
I kissed her small, adorable ear, then licked the earlobe and cochlea with my wet tongue. She started breathing heavily, trying to pull away, and just as she thought she was about to escape, I took her earlobe into my mouth. "Ah~~!" she cried out. Then, half-heartedly, she lay down on the bed, and I kissed her ears, sliding down her neck while gently rubbing her nipples inside her bra. Gradually, my tongue slid down to her navel, licking them, one hand touching her nipple, the other stroking her calf, all while listening to her soft moans. I had her turn over, saying I'd give her a massage.
(Actually, I was also giving her a massage.) I pressed down along her spine (there are countless acupoints here, beneficial and harmless), and casually unhooked her bra. Slowly, I massaged her tailbone, my hands caressing her plump buttocks. I felt incredibly aroused, really wanting to just thrust inside, but remembering my principles with women, I suppressed my desire, grabbing her buttocks and circling them, spreading them apart to fully open her vagina, then closing them again to elicit a pleasurable moan. I continued massaging her thighs, kneading them while gently stroking her sensitive, delicate flesh with my fingers.
I felt her tremble with pleasure. Mischievously, I ran my tongue across the back of her knees, licked her calves, grabbed her feet, and pressed the acupoints to relieve menstrual cramps. Then, suddenly, I licked her big toe, took it in my mouth, and sucked on it. Next, I rubbed the sole of her foot against my face. She cried out, "I haven't washed my feet yet! They stink!" But I think she was secretly delighted, and all her defenses had completely crumbled. I had her turn over and remove her bra, then I knelt before her, greedily sucking on her ample breasts. Perhaps it was because the foreplay had been so thorough…
She was already moaning lasciviously, begging me to penetrate her. Not wanting to keep her waiting too long, she pulled down her panties herself. I used a wet wipe to clean the dried vaginal fluid and grime from her genitals, kissed her "mouth," then licked her labia majora, kissing and sucking her labia minora. Finally, I pressed the tip of my tongue against her tiny clitoris, letting out a sigh of pleasure. Then came her moaning, "Put it in! Put it in!" I put on a condom and thrust in, but alas, after a two-year hiatus, I was like a virgin again, lasting less than three minutes before deflated like a punctured balloon. I blamed myself for being weak, for not giving her enough pleasure from the piston-like motion; the moment she felt pleasure was over.
But she gently held me, comforting me and telling me she felt good. I knew she was just trying to reassure me, so I took out the vibrator I had prepared earlier. I had bought a red one; its bright red color resembled a gaping, protruding tongue, gently caressing her long-uncultivated, fertile land. I held the vibrator and repeatedly touched her labia majora and perineum, and she excitedly shook her white thighs to express her excitement. Seeing how much she enjoyed it, I took out another tool—an AV vibrator.
She looked at me with great surprise, then her eyes softened into gentle tenderness as she said I was very well prepared, and she was deeply moved. I held a vibrating egg in one hand, stimulating her nipples, while in the other hand I gently teased her vulva with an AV vibrator, moving it up and down. As time passed, she gradually reached her climax, her moans growing louder and faster. I let her hold the AV vibrator herself (because girls find their climaxes more easily), while I moved the vibrating egg up and down, giving her even greater stimulation. "Ah~~~~~ Oh~~~~ Hmm~~~~!" Finally, with a long sigh, she reached the closest she could get to heaven. She happily embraced me and drifted off to sleep.
As night approached, I woke up first. Looking at the drowsy girl beside me, my lustful heart stirred again. I began to caress her full breasts, teasing the two small nipples, watching them harden into tiny grapes. Suddenly, she grabbed my penis and moaned seductively, "Give it to me, I want more!" She then began to stroke it, but having already ejaculated once, it didn't react for a long time, only growing larger but not hard. So she bent down and began to lick my penis with her alluring tongue.
And to my astonishment, she used the superb technique of deep throat. Instantly, I felt a blissful sensation, a light and ethereal pleasure coursing through my body, and my penis, understanding the situation, became hard and erect. Seeing the change, she excitedly put a condom on him and sat on top of me. This time, I didn't disappoint her, thrusting faster and faster, truly giving her a high. Just as I was about to change positions, I suddenly felt an uncontrollable urge to ejaculate. I forcefully suppressed it.
I slowly stopped, but just as I pulled out and was about to change positions, I suddenly felt a wave of relief wash over me. My penis, like a deflated balloon, slowly released some semen from the tip. I could only say shyly, "It seems like it leaked!" She suddenly tensed up, "What! It leaked! No way!" I comforted her and explained that I hadn't controlled myself well and let the semen leak out, which is why it went soft again... She breathed a sigh of relief, hugged me tightly, and we lay down to rest for a while. After checking the time, we realized it was already very late, so we decided to have dinner first and then come back to continue.
After a pleasant dinner, we returned home, removed our makeup, and took showers. While watching a cultural heritage program, I took the opportunity to massage her with essential oils scented with lavander. After the massage, she caressed me wantonly, seducing me, making my penis erect. Perhaps it was my earlier gentleness and the fact that her period was approaching...
So she suggested unprotected penetration, saying she'd put a condom on afterwards. She immediately sat on my erect penis, the tight, wet sensation instantly enveloping it. Then she sat on me, writhing freely, enjoying the incredibly full and blissful feeling my glans gave her. Then we changed to the lotus position, thrusting up and down, each stroke penetrating deeply into my core, accompanied by moans and groans. Then we changed to the missionary position, the doggy style, and finally the rear-entry position, thrusting wildly, feeling like my ass had become an engine.
She seemed to have inexhaustible energy, thrusting like a piston. Suddenly, her back arched, and she convulsed on the bed, reaching orgasm, her moans no longer lewd, but a low, beast-like growl. After she calmed down, I, drenched in sweat, withdrew my penis and lay down. She took my penis, still wet with her own fluids, into her mouth, using her breathtaking oral skills to service me. Under her relentless onslaught, I finally succumbed and ejaculated in her mouth. She greedily sucked up every drop of semen, then held it in her mouth for a while before spitting it into the trash can. Completely satisfied, we caressed each other before drifting off to sleep again.
Around five in the morning, I slowly woke up and turned to see her still sound asleep, her eyes still blurry. I placed my hand on her firm, large breasts and gently stroked them with my palm. She seemed to sense this, babbling softly, as if dreaming of some obscene scene. She tossed and turned for a while, then suddenly hugged me tightly, shyly telling me, "Brother, I want~~!" Then, with one hand, she grasped my aroused penis, and with the other, she guided my hand to her private parts. As soon as I touched it, I felt a gush of vaginal fluid.
I told her it was so wet, and she turned away shyly. I took the opportunity to hug her from behind, my hands full of her breasts, my penis restlessly rubbing against her from behind. After a while, she couldn't wait any longer, grabbed my big penis and shoved it into her already overflowing secret passage, as if she were eager to seal the mouth of a bottle overflowing onto the ground with a cork.
As my penis entered, joyful, lewd words rang in my ears. With each slow, swaying of my hips, her moans created a symphony of beautiful melodies. Then we switched to doggy style, watching her large, voluptuous buttocks sway from side to side. I slapped her hard, and to my surprise, she cried out wildly, "Hit me harder! Harder!" With each slap, she cried out in pleasure. Then we switched to doggy style. I thrust rapidly while licking her neck. She wanted me to bite her, to bite her shoulder down to her neck. I opened my mouth and bit down her shoulder blade to her neck.
Suddenly, a tight spasm came from her vagina; I knew she had orgasmed. We hugged and caressed each other. I hadn't ejaculated this time; full of energy, I licked, bit, and sucked on her body like a mad wolf, then rolled over and kissed my way down her chest to her pink, delicate vulva. I took out some oral sex lubricant from the drawer, squeezed it onto her vulva, and then began licking her pink labia majora, teasing her from her perineum and around her anus. Then, as if kissing, I kissed her vulva and sucked it into my mouth for a while.
Then, I lightly licked her clitoris along the slit, while secretly slipping my tongue into that secluded little hole. Screams, lewd whispers, and high-pitched moans filled my ears. After that, I focused on her clitoris, gathering almost all the saliva in my mouth onto it. I frantically licked, squeezed, and teased that tiny bean. Finally, with my relentless efforts, a spasm spread from her lower abdomen throughout her entire body, sending her to a blissful state.
I slept soundly until morning, and we made love again when it was quite light. I woke up again around noon, and we briefly caressed each other. Just as I was touching her vagina, I realized she had started her period. Before taking her back, I treated her to a French meal that we both enjoyed. After a little tenderness, I saw her off on her train. As we parted, we exchanged glances expressing our affection and contentment, and looking forward to our next meeting.
【over】

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