Ningxia female netizens

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In May 2004, I was assigned to Ningxia. Since the project was mainly in the preliminary stages and hadn't officially
started yet, I had nothing to do, so I spent my days chatting online and flirting with girls. It really proved the old saying: "Where there's a will, there's a way. "
During my year in Ningxia, or more precisely, eleven months (from mid-May 2004 to
late March 2005), I met four online friends. This was the best one I met.
She was probably in her early thirties then (she never told me her age, but her classmate's child was
in fourth grade). She worked in a government department in Dingbian County, Shaanxi Province, less than
140 kilometers from the city where we worked in Ningxia. I was 40 at the time.
At first, she was indifferent when we chatted, but I always
greeted her when I saw her online. Later, we gradually became familiar and talked about everything, including sex. Her husband
was handsome and honest, but after a year of illness, he had become impotent. Later, she asked for my photo
and phone number. She gave me a video call and her contact information, including my mobile phone, office phone, and home phone.
I remember our first time was a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2004. She had given me a box of snacks specially supplied
to the Great Hall of the People , which I brought home when I went home for the festival.
When we were chatting, she said, "Because it's not far from Yinchuan, I sometimes go there to play."
She would pass through our area on her way to Yinchuan, so I casually asked, "When are you going to Yinchuan again?
Let me know when you go, and I'll go with you."
She paused for a moment and said, "Tomorrow is Saturday, and I'm going to my classmate's house in Yanchi." (Yanchi is about 25 kilometers from Dingbian
).
I jokingly said, "Can I go too?"
She said, "If you want, I'll go in the afternoon."
I said, "Then I'll go tomorrow afternoon too, and I'll call you when I get there."
She said, "Sure."
The next day at noon, after lunch, I wrote a note and put it under my desk lamp in my dormitory. The note contained
my online friend's workplace, name, and phone number. Then I told my supervisor and roommates that I was going out and might not be back
that night , and went straight to the bus station.
When I got to the station, luckily, there was a bus going to Yanchi leaving, so I got on. It was my first time
going to another city to meet an online friend, and I was both excited and nervous.
I arrived at the Yanchi bus station around 2 PM. After getting off the bus, I called her to ask if she had arrived yet.
She said she would be there soon and told me to wait at the bus station.
During that time, I bought a pack of cigarettes—I don't smoke, but I wanted to buy them for my classmate's house—and I also
checked the bus schedule; the last bus back was around 6 PM.
A little while later, I got a call and told me to go to the roadside opposite the station.
As I walked, I looked around and saw a taxi, but no one else. I
stood by the taxi and looked around. Then the passenger window rolled down, and a woman leaned out and beckoned me to get in
. I was stunned for a moment, then looked closely—it was her! She seemed thinner than in the video. I quickly opened the back
door and got in.
Once inside, I said, "You're here?"
She answered and then said, "Let me use your phone for a moment, I need to call my classmate."
I handed her my phone, and she called her classmate to ask her to come pick her up (at the time I was quite
puzzled, she has her own phone, why would she use mine? Later I thought it might be for safety reasons
).
A little while later, her classmate arrived on her bicycle, and we took a taxi with her to her house.
We couldn't go any further than the village entrance because the alley was too narrow. After she paid, she took two boxes of snacks, and we
followed her classmate through several turns in the narrow alleys to reach her house. The yard didn't even have a fence on one side; although
it was a county town, the house was just an ordinary house like those in rural Shaanxi.
During our conversation, she told me that her classmate had a machine for producing plastic bags and had hired
someone; they'd invested all their money in it.
We went inside, and I greeted her classmate and her husband. My online friend introduced me, saying, "He's
from xxx (the county where I work)." Then we sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), and they started chatting. After
a while, I went out to the yard to look at the machines at her classmate's house.
A little while later, she and her classmate came out and said to me, "We're going to the market."
I said "Oh," and followed them to the market. On the way there, I took a closer look at her
and her classmate. She was dressed quite fashionably and smartly, with long, permed blonde hair,
wearing a cape-like short-sleeved top and loose-fitting capri pants. She was petite, about 1.55-1.57 meters tall, which was my type.
Her classmate was about 1.65 meters tall, wearing flared pants. She had a great figure, especially her buttocks,
which looked smooth and elastic in the tight flared pants—definitely a beauty.
At the market, I followed them a few steps behind, casually looking at the items.
They bought some meat and oranges and came back. On the way back, I overheard her classmate say, "I think he's
a good guy , don't make yourself suffer too much."
When they got back, I found her classmate's daughter was home, and the books on the kang (heated brick bed) were fourth-grade elementary school books. I ate oranges with her
daughter , chatting casually (I'm not a very talkative person), while she and her
classmate cooked and chatted in the outer room.
After a while, she came in, and seeing that it was getting late, I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Should I go back or
not?" (At the time, I was afraid she wouldn't be happy, and if it got too late, there would be no more buses, and I wouldn't be able to get back, which would be pointless).
She said, "Stay."
I felt relieved to hear that.
A little while later, the food was ready: steamed rice and stewed dried vegetables with meat. Her classmate called her daughter, "XXX,
go call your dad and your uncle for dinner!"
While eating and chatting, her classmate's husband said they could play mahjong that evening. I started to worry:
"What if they cheat me at mahjong? Besides, I'm not very good at it." So,
I ate a bowl of rice with trepidation and then stopped.
After dinner, she and her classmate cleaned up and went back to the kang (heated brick bed). I gave her a look, asking, "What should we do
?"
She understood and told her classmate, "I've gone to find him a hotel."
I took out my cigarettes, put them on the kang, and went out with her. As soon as we were outside, I immediately relaxed.
We walked side by side at first, and I tried to hold her hand, but she wouldn't let me, saying, "Don't let anyone see!"
I had to leave her a little distance (at the time, I really didn't know why she acted that way; maybe she was genuinely afraid of being seen by acquaintances,
but it was 25 kilometers from her home, and we weren't even in the same province—Yanchi belongs to Ningxia, how could I possibly run into someone I knew?).
Luckily, after walking a short distance, I saw a small hotel, and she stopped. I said, "Wait a minute, I'll go in and
take a look."
I went in and asked at the registration desk (there was a small booth-like area next to the entrance, and the person registering
was a man around fifty years old). They said they had single rooms and standard rooms, both priced the same at eighty yuan. I glanced back at
her; she was waiting outside. At that moment, I felt a lot like when I go out with my wife; my wife does
the same thing—I go to ask, and she waits.
I waved to her, inviting her in, and then said, "Let's go up and see how the rooms are; if they're okay, we'll
stay ." I told the person registering, "Let's go up and take a look first." So I went up and asked the staff to open a single room (
actually, the staff member was quite old; I guessed she might be the hotel owner).
The single room was alright, the facilities were simple: a large bed, a TV, and a regular bathroom.
The bed looked clean, so I decided to stay. I asked the waiter to get me some water while I went downstairs to
register and pay.
When I came back after registering and paying, I saw her whispering a few words to the landlady (the waiter).
After the landlady left, I closed the door and placed the thermos by the door (it would be knocked over if I opened the door),
then got into bed and started kissing her (she sat down on the bed as soon as the landlady left). She didn't resist,
just made a couple of soft moans.
Actually, since I hadn't been home for almost two months, my penis was rock hard. I eagerly took off
all our clothes, but when I took off her underwear, I found she had money in it. It wasn't much,
maybe a hundred or two; I only saw stacked fifty-yuan bills. I didn't care how much it was exactly; I wasn't there
for the money.
I put her clothes and money aside. She lay on her back, and without thinking, I grabbed my penis and started thrusting
violently . I felt incredibly excited and satisfied, but after only a few minutes, I ejaculated profusely.
After finishing, I felt incredibly embarrassed (this isn't normal for me, and it felt like she wasn't quite done yet).
She got up, looked at me, and said, "Why didn't you put a condom on me?"
I felt even more ashamed and weakly replied, head down, seemingly unrelated, "Because I haven't done it in a long time,
so..." (A condom? I hadn't even considered it).
After we finished, she went to the bathroom to wash up, and when she came back, I went to wash up too (it seems she has the same habit as me,
washing with water afterward). Since she washed up first, by the time I came back, she was already dressed. I quickly
put on my clothes and socks as well (while putting them on, I noticed one toe was sticking out). I was actually getting dressed because I
wanted to go out and buy some drinks. I like to drink, and besides, I wasn't familiar with her classmate's house, and I was a little hungry.
I told her, "I'm going out for a bit to buy some things."
She said, "I'll go with you."
So we went out together to a supermarket across the street. I bought two glasses of liquor (the kind that's about 100ml a glass
), two hams, and two packets of pickled vegetables. I saw her go to the sock section.
Back at the hotel, I asked her, "I bought liquor and ham, do you want some?"
She said, "No, do you like drinking?"
I said, "I usually like a little."
She asked, "Do you like smoking?" I said, "
I don't like smoking. Do you like smoking?" She said, "I used to smoke, but I
don't anymore." (I noticed she was chewing gum, but it didn't
smell like smoke ).
She also said that she started smoking when her husband was sick and she was with him in the hospital in Xi'an. She said her
posture while smoking while reading the newspaper was very elegant, and a doctor who was attending to her took a liking to her and would chat with her all the time, and
he also took special care of her husband.
While we were talking, she turned on the TV to watch TV, and I opened a glass of liquor and a ham, and we drank and chatted.
I finished the drink quickly; I drink fast.
After finishing the alcohol, my interest was rekindled. I turned off the TV, gently pulled her into my arms, smelled her
hair, kissed her ears and cheeks, and then undressed her. She was like a docile kitten, letting me do as I pleased.
After she was completely undressed, I noticed that her pubic hair was a perfect triangle, her vulva was very small, her
labia majora were almost nonexistent, only two labia minora, somewhat like a butterfly, but not as big.
I kissed her ear and said, "Whatever you like to do?"
She said, "Whatever you like to do."
I didn't say anything more, spread her legs, and slowly inserted myself. She raised her legs high to cooperate.
Because I was too excited and impatient the first time, I hadn't savored it properly. This time, being the second time and
having drunk alcohol, I performed at my normal level.
I slowly inserted myself; at first, it felt very tight, almost like I couldn't get in, but once the head of my penis was inside
, the entire shaft went in easily, and it felt very spacious inside.
So I started using the techniques I was used to and knew, thrusting in and out repeatedly, all the way in each time.
I could feel that I was indeed penetrating her cervix (because she was petite and thin, and she had mentioned during our conversation that she was sickly
as a child , and my penis is about 15 centimeters long when erect). Each thrust made a "plop...
plop..." sound, like farting (air in when thrusting in, air out when penetrating, absolutely real).
After a while, I switched to a stirring motion (meaning that after penetrating, I didn't thrust back and forth, but rather like a millstone, with
my buttocks turning on the outside and my penis stirring inside), my glans circling around the cervix at the deepest part of her vagina,
occasionally touching the small part of the IUD protruding from the cervix (I don't really understand the specifics, but I could definitely feel something at
the cervix, and I was afraid that the small part would hurt my penis, so I didn't dare to force it into her cervix, otherwise
I might actually be able to penetrate her uterus).
After stirring for about twenty minutes, just as I was about to ejaculate, I turned her over and had her lie face down, thrusting rapidly for
about five minutes. Throughout the entire act, she moaned loudly, starting with "Ah...ah...ah..." and then, at
the moment of orgasm, shouting, "You've fucked my pussy raw! Fuck me harder, ah...ah..."
With her cries, a second thick stream of semen shot into her body. She shuddered, as if she had
fainted her body slowly relaxed. The whole process lasted about 40 minutes.
I was also very tired, so she rolled over and leaned against the headboard. I lay in her arms, feeling a special warmth.
Xin. Just as we were about to fall asleep in each other's arms, my phone rang. I glanced at the number; it was unfamiliar.
I hesitated for a moment, but answered anyway.
It was a woman on the other end: "Hello... is XXX (my online friend's name) there?"
I recognized her voice immediately—it was her classmate. I calmly replied, "Hello, she's fine, she's gone home."
Then, we smiled at each other and fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next day, when I woke up it was almost 7 a.m. I was still lying in her arms, but she was already awake.
Seeing that I was awake, she kissed me and said she had heard people having sex next door the night before.
As she spoke, my penis was hard (morning sex drive is usually better). I immediately pulled her down, kissing her
(her breath didn't have any particular taste) as I inserted my penis into her vagina. She cooperated by clamping her legs around my
waist. We did this for about an hour, with various shallow and deep thrusts, rocking and swaying, until we were both
drenched in sweat , but the experience was incredibly pleasurable!
(I'm absolutely not exaggerating. If you don't believe me, try it. To prolong sex, either
drink a little alcohol according to your tolerance (except for those with erectile dysfunction, who can't get an erection even without alcohol, and would be even
worse after drinking), or try to achieve early erection in the morning. That's a natural reaction; sensitivity is low, so you can last longer.)
After we finished, I noticed stains and a few drops of blood on the sheets. We each took a quick
shower , and she went first. When I finished and was getting dressed, she
handed me a pair of socks (white, Montblanc brand; they were a bit small because of my big feet, but I still have them) and said,
"Wear these; yours are torn."
After checking out, she said she wasn't familiar with the way back to her classmate's house and asked me to take her.
Luckily, I had specifically memorized the route. I took her to her classmate's door, and was about to say, "
I'll go back now." She said, "Wait a moment," and then went into her classmate's house. A little while later,
she handed , the kind specially supplied to the Great Hall of the People (it wasn't that she didn't know her classmate's house; she intentionally wanted to give me the pastries).
What a thoughtful, motherly, precious, and lovely woman!
Later, we did it many more times: twice at this small hotel in Yanchi,
twice in the city where I worked, once in Dingbian, and once in Yinchuan. Each time, we'd have sex as soon as we checked in, then
go for dinner, and before going back to the hotel to sleep,
we'd have sex again, and then again in the morning. Later, she told me that I wasn't as handsome as her husband, but for some reason, he liked having sex with me passionately
. She even gave me oral sex and washed my feet, things my wife had never done for me. She also gave
me wine, bought a sweater for my wife, and specifically told me to make sure to bring the sweater to my wife.
During that time, she said her colleagues all said she looked much better.
The day , she came to see me off. That day, I kissed her all over. I bought her an agate bracelet as a keepsake,
and we both cried when I saw her off on her journey home.

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