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Didi Hitch, a memorable experience 

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uber, dd, modern people have become accustomed to the convenience brought by this technology and enjoy the ease that the internet age offers. It makes travel convenient, and of course, it also makes some ambiguous things more convenient.
I'm just an ordinary wage earner in a southern city. Occasionally, I'll drive my Infiniti Q50 and do ridesharing. Of course, there's a romantic element to it, but more than anything, it's just a form of entertainment. Life is mundane and uninteresting, but the different passengers I occasionally meet, and the various stories they tell, give me a feeling of watching a movie.
That day, I needed to go to Shenzhen for work, and I casually checked the intercity ride-sharing passengers. I found a girl with the ID "shene," whose profile picture showed a bright, sunny smile. However, my long-standing experience told me that profile pictures are always deceiving, so I clicked on her profile and read the drivers' comments: "Long-legged beauty," "Sunny girl"... all positive reviews. Okay, I'll leave the two-hour ride to you, hehe. I dialed her number, and a young, slightly husky but lively voice came through the phone. We agreed on a time, and I waited patiently.
After lunch, I drove to the designated location. I made a phone call, and a girl carrying a huge box appeared in front of me.
I remember that moment very clearly. A ray of sunlight reflected off the glass curtain wall of the building next door and landed on her face, making her sweet and refreshing smile even more beautiful. She wasn't one of those typical internet celebrities with oval faces and long legs; she was just a slim but energetic girl next door, and I couldn't help but stare at her, mesmerized.
Suddenly I remembered, damn it, she's my passenger! I quickly opened the trunk to help her put her suitcase in, and returned to the driver's seat. She naturally sat in the passenger seat (I hate those people who take a ride and then sit in the back like a boss).
I gently pressed the accelerator, and the car began to cruise briskly through the city, driving from ZH to SZ. She was listening to music with her headphones on, and I was playing some old-fashioned rock by Keane. She sat there quietly, the sunlight streaming through the car window onto her face, her pure white jacket, her pink hot pants, and of course, her pair of not-too-long but perfectly proportioned, snow-white legs. Looking at her, I always felt a sense of "peace and tranquility." She looked to be 22 or 23 years old, with a youthful yet lively aura. Everything about her made me feel like I was bathed in a gentle emotion, even though we hadn't exchanged a single word yet.
The Keane album finished playing, and the music switched to Wands' Jumping Jackboy as the car entered the city expressway. "Oh, you like listening to them?" the girl suddenly said.
"Yeah, it's a bit old, but their Japanese rock is classic." "Not many people know about this. I like it too." I glanced at her. She had long eyelashes, which made her look even more beautiful when she smiled.
I slowly turned the volume up, and the Infiniti's excellent sound system perfectly presented the music. The upbeat rhythm made the girl nod repeatedly, and I gently nodded along with her to the beat. In this enclosed space, the atmosphere gradually became more lively.
Gradually, we chatted and became familiar with each other. She started to study the display and buttons on the speaker, just like a little child.
"Hey, what's that? What's that thing behind that minibus?" I looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a Ford Transit van with something sticking out of the back, seemingly emitting smoke.
I took a closer look and thought, "Pah! That's ridiculous! Someone in their family must have died. Oh yeah, there's a crematorium nearby." The girl looked closely and was startled. "Yeah, that looks terrifying." I said, "It's midday, what's there to be afraid of? Besides, I have plenty of yang energy, I'm not afraid of any amount of yin energy." "Tch, you're not a muscle man, where do you get so much yang energy?"
"Idiot, being lustful and having a strong sex drive is also a sign of abundant yang energy!"
"How disgusting!" She lightly slapped me, her hand landing on my shoulder, soft and boneless. I exaggeratedly pretended to fall, leaning towards the car door. She laughed, "Drive carefully, don't do anything reckless, what if we die?" "Sigh, a beautiful woman is going to die with me, I can't help it, it's unavoidable rape, I can only enjoy it peacefully. Come on! Let's die together, and we'll sleep holding each other every night. No, wait, we'll probably be a bloody mess, you in me, me in you..."
"You-are-disgusting! Ugh, that car in front smells so scary, can you overtake it?" Without hesitation! I floored the accelerator, and the MFA 2.0T high-power engine instantly unleashed 350 Nm of torque, propelling the car to instant acceleration. A minute later, that car was already hundreds of meters behind.
"Hey, your car seems pretty fast. Is it a Chery?" She picked up her phone and looked at it. "Oh, Infiniti... Does Chery even have that model?"
I was feeling dizzy. "Dude... Infiniti is Nissan's premium brand, it has nothing to do with Chery, okay?"
She stuck out her tongue. "Haha, I don't know much about cars. Your car looks so new, you just bought it." "I just changed it, actually. Before, I drove a heavily modified Kia K3, but nobody could recognize it anymore, it was completely unrecognizable."
"Oh, is this an automatic transmission?"
"Yes, actually I prefer the old manual transmission. It was so much fun driving, but it would be really annoying when there were girls around."
Why?
Looking at her smiling face and her snow-white, straight legs under her pink hot pants, I don't know where the idea came from.
"You want to know something a little risqué?"
"Say it!"
"Okay, I'll demonstrate, but you're not allowed to get angry, okay?" She looked curious. "Okay."
It's said that when you're trying to pick up girls, you can't give them too much time to think. You have to be fast to overcome slowness. So I started saying, "Look, if it's a manual transmission, you have to shift gears frequently. But if there's a pretty girl next to you and you want to touch her thigh, constantly shifting gears means..." I quickly moved my hand from the gear lever to her thigh, then back to the gear lever, then back to her thigh, repeating this several times.
Heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat...
When my hand touched her thigh, the smooth and firm texture made me feel excited or aroused. Anyway, my heart was pounding louder than the bass in the car.
I tried my best to keep my voice calm. "Look, this back and forth is so unromantic." She chuckled softly, "You're so lecherous," but showed no sign of rejection or anger.
Although I'm not exactly a ladies' man, my intuition and the feel of my hands tell me that she doesn't mind...
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I calmly placed my hand on the gearshift and said to her, "Look, if it's an automatic transmission like this," I calmly but firmly placed my hand lightly on her thigh, "that way I don't need to keep shifting gears. When you're next to me, I can naturally touch your thigh without ruining the atmosphere!"
She gently patted my hand without pushing it away, then said "pervert," and turned to look at the scenery outside the car window.
The scenery along the coastal highway, with its endless expanse of sea and sky merging seamlessly, was breathtaking. But none of that mattered, because the main point was that although the atmosphere inside the carriage had temporarily calmed down, it was different from the previous calm. My hand was on her smooth thigh, feeling the softness of her skin.
About five minutes later, I gently asked, "Are you afraid of me?" She asked, "Why?" I lightly brushed her inner thigh. "It tickles, no!" she said calmly. "Actually, it's not a big deal. I enjoy chatting with you. We're adults, so a little touch isn't a big deal. It's just that I'm ticklish, so please don't be so gentle, it hurts." Then she closed her eyes. "I want to rest for a bit, okay? Call me when it's almost time." Then she covered her legs with a thin towel, probably because she was a little cold. But the important thing is, my right hand was still on her inner thigh.
我回味着她的话,「不要轻轻的」,我就好像按摩一样不轻不重地开始揉着她的大腿,手上传来的触感嫩滑但是肌肉也算结实的,年轻女孩的大腿就是那么充满魅力。薄薄的毛巾似乎也没有减少视觉上面的享受,而是更加增加了一点幻想空间,因为我的手还在毛巾的下面……
10分钟……看来我的做法没有再让她觉得不适,她好像进入了安静的休息状态,而我的手也在不停地抚摸中,掌缘若有若无地碰到小热裤的根部。她穿的是有点牛仔布质感的小热裤,挺宽松的,其实在我一直的运动中,可以说已经跨过了裤子的边缘,手掌偶然触碰到的信息,她的内裤应该是棉质的……终于,我鼓起勇气,把手慢慢移动到大腿上面,然后不经意地在腹股沟附近入侵了她的小热裤。
小热裤好宽松,我两个手指入侵了还有点运动自如。我顺着她的小腹慢慢往下打着圈圈抚摸着,手上感觉到她神秘地带的毛不多,在内裤的覆盖下,我继续往下探索,感受到温热和一些滑滑的触感。她其实也是有感觉的吧我心想。
傻子才会来到这份上还暂停吧我不是傻子,所以我隔着内裤慢慢用中指沿着她的缝隙上下游动着,透过墨镜,我看到她的脸好像红了,但她还是无动于衷。
于是我隔着内裤寻找着那颗小小的豆豆。当我手指在豆豆上一撩拨的时候,她全身抖动了一下,然后双手抓着我的手,没有推开没有制止,只是那样静静地抓着。
我也没有再很深入下去,就是一下一下地撩拨着她的小豆豆,让她跟着我手指的跳动,全身一阵阵地轻轻抽搐。
车子在高速公路上飞驰,我的手就一直在她双腿中间运动着。某个瞬间,当我看着右边倒后镜的时候,看到她已经睁开双眼,媚眼如丝地看着我。我用手指挑开她内裤的边缘,义无反顾地直接跟她的下身肌肤接触。
稀疏的阴毛下面,我重新找到了一直在挑拨的豆豆,不同的是已经没有了那层纺织品的阻隔。内裤里面已经泛滥成灾,手指所及缝隙应该很小,而且小阴唇也不太明显。如果能够看看该多好,我心想……顺着小缝,我手指一直向下探索,她就已经不自觉地把双腿分开来迎合着我。
我慢慢在指尖用力,终于探到了蜜洞的入口。我没有很急地想着把手指插进去,只是用中指指尖在蜜洞入口顶着,食指和无名指慢慢尝试分开她的阴唇。曾经学过钢琴和惜士风两种乐器的我,手指的灵活我是相当有自信的,伴着汽车音响音乐的节奏(虽然我也没有再留意播着的是什么),我的手就在她的双腿之间运动着,而她,就那样看着我,双手抓着我的手,却没有拉开,就那样让我轻薄。
从裤子边缘伸进去始终是不太顺手的,我也准备想进去感受一下她的紧致,于是我把手伸了出来,调笑着「好湿哦」,她没有回答,还是那样妩媚地看着我。
我大胆地解开她热裤的纽扣,拉下拉链,「摸可以,不要插进去可以不」我看了她一眼,有点疑惑。「手指这样插进去我会痛的,答应我,好么」这样一个漂亮的女孩,这个怎么说都不过分的请求,却在同意我做很过分的事情,我能不答应么
我开始把手整个放到她裤子里面,感受着她的湿润,还有她随着我的手运动的颤抖,沿海高速的美景此时此刻已经没有任何值得欣赏,因为这个女孩子此时此刻足够融化所有男人的心。
我遵守着不插进去的承诺,虽然她娇喘连连。快乐的时光很快就过去了,车子开始下高速,我就寻思着她的目的地附近有什么地方没有人,适合来次车震……
好像那里附近有个商场,地下停车库挺大的,或者可以……我盘算着。然后她手机响了,她强忍着呻吟的冲动接了电话,说了几句,挂了电话。
「我男朋友催我了,你可以把我改送到xx商城么」那是她目的地附近。
不过让我瞬间几乎崩溃的是「男朋友」这三个字,不过静下心来,或者这个女孩比较随便的,最少我摸得那么深入好像也不难,或者留个好印象还能有下次亲密吧
「好吧……」我叹了口气,抽出手,舔了一下上面的水,有点咸,但没有异味,只有一股青春女孩子特有的体香。「好讨厌!!」她打了我的手一下。
「美女的体香啊,可惜你有男朋友……」我叹了口气。
「可以加个微信么」她主动跟我说,我瞬间觉得有了点希望。
「可以啊,就是我的电话号码」
「嗯嗯,我回去加你吧!」
回去加……听到这个我又觉得有点郁闷。估计是场面话吧,免得大家那么尴尬的意思吧如果真要加微信为什么不现在呢我越想越郁闷,然后有点说不出话的感觉。
下了高速缴了费,把她送到了xx商城,这段路大家都没有说话,沉默变成了一种默契。车停了下来,我帮她把行李卸下车,跟她说了句「拜拜」,然后回身走回车旁。突然我被人从后面抱着,脖子被亲了一下,转过脸看着她,她笑着,还是那么甜,还是那种邻家小女孩的气息。「你让我今天挺开心的,拜拜」我笑了笑,也不知道是真笑还是苦笑,挥手告别。
回到车上,我重新把playlist调回这个事情开始的那首歌,wands的jumpingjackboy,一边回味着这段艳遇,一边驾驶着车再sz这个南方的大城市里面穿梭。
晚上跟客户吃饭聊天,推杯换盏,在灯红酒绿中间感受着sz的夜,醉人,霓虹,泛滥,销金……在一丝清醒的时候我都有关注着自己的手机,看看有没有陌生人添加我的微信好友。虽然有可能我搜索她的手机号码也能添加,但是我觉得要我主动添加的话,对方如果是不乐意的话我会觉得好丢脸,而且别人还是个有男朋友的女孩,要真打扰到她的生活我也不太乐意吧
凌晨3点,彻底清醒过来,洗澡。看了看身边睡着的一个女孩,这是从ktv带回来的,鬼使神差的,样子跟下午的女孩挺相像。这是常来的ktv,妈咪跟我也挺熟悉,她很清楚我的品味,找给我的都是第一次下海的女孩。
夜sz,醉sz,睡sz……
10几年前单纯的我,真没办法想象一个城市里面能有那么多女孩子下海从事各种尺度各种擦边甚至直接的性服务,但现在的我,面对这一切都觉得很坦然,就像床上的这个女孩子,清秀的脸让人怜惜,较小的胸部随着唿吸上下浮动,一双修长的腿重叠着保护着重要的芳草地。
我用尽脑力去回忆刚才的疯狂,但是却想不起来,只是记得她好像很羞涩,看来第一次出台是不假,然后再具体的就想不起来了,只看到床头有一个里面有一个用过的安全套。
回忆,还不如再来一回,不是么我重新爬上床,亲着女孩胸前的樱桃,说是樱桃因为暗红色,挺嫩的感觉。然后我直接把手覆盖在她双腿中间的芳草地上。
好像之前的湿润还没干透,看来我也没睡太长的时间吧。我试了一下,可以把手指放进去,还是挺湿润的,里面温暖,紧致。
她动了一下,好像准备醒过来,我想来想,搬开双腿,直接就把已经坚硬的小弟弟放了进去。
好紧!其实一个手指进去的时候已经觉得挺紧致的,小弟弟进去了感觉被勒住,几乎精关不守。
「啊!」她醒了过来,发现自己被奸淫中,可能酒醉没醒吧,一时没搞清楚状况,推了我几下。我当然没管这些小事,继续着我的活塞运动。一阵过后,她清醒了过来,明白了状况,也就认命地随便我摆弄了。
真的好紧,我每次抽插都觉得挺大的阻力,然后她也进入了状况,闭着眼睛,双手抓着床单,压抑着叫出来的欲望。我把她翻转过来,背对着我,然后我从背后插了进去,这个姿势我最喜欢了,感觉好贴身。然后我一只手摸着她的胸部,另外一只手伸到她下体,一边抽插着一边挑逗着她的豆豆。她终于忍不住叫了出来。我一边卖力地运动着,一边在她耳边低沉地问「喜欢么」她不回答,只是呻吟着,我在她的小豆豆上面多加了点力气,揉着,她全身都颤抖了,我又重新问「喜欢么」
「喜……欢……」她始终躲不过这种折磨。
我卖力地从后抽插着,而她就忍不住放声呻吟。为什么喜欢刚下海的女孩子
Because they don't have much experience, they either enjoy it or they don't, and only by bringing them to multiple orgasms can a man's desire for conquest be satisfied.
I thrust violently, her delicate body repeatedly subjected to my intense pounding. I'd forgotten all about technique; I only felt the pressure of her vagina on my penis growing stronger, and my abdominal muscles feeling like they were tearing with each stroke… After about 20 minutes, she was almost too weak to scream anymore, and I suddenly shuddered violently, ejaculating countless semen inside her. At the moment of ejaculation, she cried out, "Ah…," apparently having reached orgasm as well.
I kept my penis inside her, still holding her from behind, lying on the bed, both of us panting. Then suddenly tears streamed down her face as she looked at me sadly. I stared back at her, slightly puzzled.
"I've never even let my boyfriend ejaculate inside me... Waaah..." "..." "This is my first time working as a prostitute. Sister H has been nagging me for a long time. Before, I only worked as a drinking companion..." Actually, Sister H had told me a long time ago that this was her first time working as a prostitute, I thought to myself.
But I still watched her calmly, not to say I was cold-blooded, but just to see what she wanted.
"Hey, it went in even if you didn't want to, are you sick or something?" she said, covering her face.
I suddenly found it hilarious, and then laughed and said, "That's a really funny question. When you ask someone if they're sick, are you insulting them, or..."
She was startled. "No, no, no, I'm sorry, I said something wrong. Please don't be angry, sir."
I thought to myself that she really was a rather inexperienced young girl, and that she was very childlike in her speech and actions, much more interesting than those seasoned veterans.
"Haha, don't be nervous, it's nothing, I just thought it was funny. But, you'll be punished for talking nonsense!"
"How should we punish him?" "Let's do it again..."
Although I'm already in my thirties, this girl still arouses my desire when she's cute, and it's quite intense. So, for the next hour or so, I ejaculated inside her twice more, and she accepted it.
Finally, exhausted, I checked my watch and it was almost 5 pm. I chatted with her for a bit, mostly gossiping about why she went into prostitution. Apparently, her brother was a gambling addict with a mountain of debt, then someone broke his leg, and now he can't even afford the medical bills. They used to be landlords in a small urban village, and her family was probably quite wealthy, but her brother squandered it all, so even locals like her had to resort to prostitution. Recently, her family was desperately short of money, so she turned to working as a hostess. She used to have a boyfriend, but he was just an unreliable second-generation rich kid from the urban village. After sleeping with her a few times, she discovered he frequently went to Macau to pick up foreign women, which made her disheartened. So she started working as a hostess, and then... a prostitute.
I comforted her for a few moments, then held her and we slept together. The girl was really quite pretty.
At 7:30, the girl's phone rang. She got up and dressed, and I watched her change back into her office lady outfit—so sexy! I couldn't help but get a shameless hard-on again, and ran over to pull up her skirt. She struggled, saying, "No, please, I have to go to work in this..."
"Huh, what kind of work?"
"I work as a clerk during the day, and I need to get to work now. Can I leave?" I said with a smile. "Okay, whatever you want," I replied, and then smiled at her.
The girl nervously picked up her handbag, but dropped something on the ground. I picked it up for her; it was a business card holder, from XX Company, Zhang XX…
"Zhang XX is quite a unique name. Hmm, the company seems pretty good too." I handed the things back to her, but she looked at me nervously...
"Please, please don't let my company know, okay?" My wicked nature kicked in again. "Okay... but, can I still contact you in the future?"
"Sure, you have my number at our KTV."
"I mean... privately..." The girl thought for a moment, then said, feeling wronged, "Please, please don't tell my company, okay? You can talk to me privately, sigh..."
I picked up my phone to add her on WeChat, only to find that someone had added me at 4 a.m. Looking at her profile picture, my heart pounded and I felt dizzy – it was the girl from the rideshare!
I quickly added the pitiful-looking girl on WeChat, then let her go, and even gave her an extra 100 yuan for the fare.
Then I calmed down and sent a message to the girl I was hitchhiking with, her ID was shine: "Finally, I've been waiting for you..."
I put my phone next to my pillow and waited for it to vibrate.
I received a message and quickly picked it up to check, but it was from a KTV girl, which was a bit disappointing. I clicked on it and read, "Actually, I don't think you're a bad person. You probably won't tell my colleagues, right?" "Hehe, well, actually, I don't think so. But you're really pretty. Even putting that aside, I'd be happy to get to know you."
I'm rambling again.
Are you telling the truth?
"Of course! You're so beautiful and have such a great figure. Holding you last night felt so good." "Thank you..."
"Well, how about this? I'll pay you the same way if I contact you privately from now on, okay? Don't worry, I really won't do anything reckless. I just want to be happy and don't want anyone else to be unhappy." "...Can we not talk about this?"
"You really don't want to... well, fine, just delete me on WeChat. I really won't hurt you."
That's not what I meant...
"That is..."
"You can contact me privately from now on, and you don't need to pay me. Just don't bully me, okay?" "Oh, of course, but wouldn't that be bullying you too? It's not easy for you to do this." Although it was an unexpected surprise, I felt a little guilty.
"Last night was my first time working as a prostitute, and thankfully you were really nice to me, I could feel it. I'm actually quite uncomfortable doing this, I'm different during the day and different at night, it's so tiring." "I understand, so I don't really want to owe you anything, you know?" "You're the only person in this world who knows my two identities, and I don't think you're a bad person. I don't ask for much. In the future, if I'm unhappy, can I talk to you? I promise I won't bother you when you're not available. And if you contact me, I'll be there for you whenever I'm free, okay, sir?" A pitiful girl, I thought to myself. "Call me Ah Jun, okay?" "Okay, call me Saly. I have to go to work now. It's so nice to meet you, and the feeling you gave me last night is something I've never had with any of my previous boyfriends."
"You should try it often, haha!"
"You seem to be in ZH, right? Let me know in advance when you come to SZ, and I'll try my best to arrange things, okay?"
"What a good child! It's a deal then."
"Um"
I didn't receive a reply from the rideshare girl, Shine, and soon fell asleep.

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