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The goal is to achieve excellence across the entire land. 

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Someone asked, "What is the purpose of life?" I'm sure everyone could give an answer, but the truth is, if a person has no other hobbies besides eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping, their life would be utterly miserable. Frankly, my biggest hobby is playing with women. Some might say, "Then you're not exactly a saint either." Not at all. As the saying goes, "A man who isn't a bit of a playboy in his youth has wasted his life." No man is immune to lust; don't deny it. Books say, "Those who aren't lustful are impotent." That's a classic statement, but as for which book, you'll have to find it yourselves. Life is short, and I always believe in one truth—while that thing is still usable, don't let it sit idle. If you only start playing with women when your little thing can't even get up, that's too tragic. So, wherever I go, the first thing I do is pick up girls, but my skills are still lacking, though there's great potential for improvement.

My greatest mission in life is—to be proficient throughout the land. It was July of last year. I went to D city on a business trip. Since it was my first time in D city and I wasn't familiar with the area, I didn't dare go to bathhouses or other entertainment venues. I could only try to pick up girls at internet cafes. To be honest, QQ is truly a great piece of software. Its emergence has brought tremendous benefits to us "Chinese perverts" (I can't speak for foreign countries). I logged onto QQ and searched aimlessly, which was quite frustrating. I randomly added a few girls, but some didn't reciprocate, and others lost interest after a few words, so I casually added them to my blacklist. But as long as you put in the effort, it will pay off. Despite repeated failures, I persisted. Suddenly, a girl with the screen name "Your Tenderness" accepted my friend request. We chatted for a while, and she seemed like a nice girl. But when I asked, I found out she wasn't from D city; she lived in H city, which is very close to D. I was still a little disappointed. However, this girl was very talkative. She liked playing video poker. That night, I stayed up very late with her. For the first time, I didn't ask her anything else, just asked for her phone number. At first, she wasn't willing to give it to me, but I thought she was just pretending to be innocent. I've seen many women like that. After a barrage of sweet talk, she gave it to me.

Nothing happened that day. The next afternoon, I returned from a client's place when my phone rang. I looked and saw a text message: "What are you doing? Playing poker online?" Haha, I was overjoyed. She even took the initiative to flirt with me, so I wasn't going to hold back. This time, I found out more about her. This woman's name is Xiaoli, born in 1981, a year older than me, but that's not a big deal. I like mature women. She also told me that she got married in 2004, but divorced last year. Now she runs a restaurant with her sister. I was secretly pleased; she's actually quite wealthy. This time, she seemed to completely trust me. I asked Xiaoli to video chat, and she agreed. But to be honest, a woman in her 30s can't compare to a young girl, after all, she's been with someone for 3 years, so she definitely looks older. But I don't mind, as long as I have a vagina to fuck, that's fine. Anyway, I don't consider her my wife. My job requires frequent business trips, covering various parts of the province. A few days later, I left D city, but Xiaoli and I didn't lose contact. I called her whenever I had free time, incurring high phone bills, but I didn't care. If you want sex, you have to invest some effort, right? Every time I called, I'd add some dirty jokes, and she didn't find it annoying; after all, she's experienced and worldly. Two months passed, and our relationship developed rapidly. I always called her "wife," and she called me "husband." Of course, I wasn't idle during those two months; I couldn't let one tree cause me to lose the whole forest. This wolf was still rampaging. A lot of sperm was wasted. Most of it died from the condoms, poor thing. If I remember correctly, it was a certain day when I was on a business trip out of town. I had nothing to do that night, so I called her and said I had some time and wanted to visit her in H city. She sounded very happy on the phone, saying, "Great! I miss you too. I've known you for so long, but I haven't seen what you look like yet." The next day, I took a bus to H city and arrived around 5 pm. I contacted Xiaoli by phone, and she picked me up at the bus station. We were both very excited to see each other. Xiaoli didn't look as pretty as in the video, but she looked quite innocent, with fair skin. She was really good-looking. If she didn't tell me, you wouldn't guess she'd been involved in a relationship for three years. She was only about 163 cm tall, with a good figure—a big butt and big breasts, the kind of woman with a curvy figure. I liked her. Since it was still early, we found a teahouse to chat over tea. Xiaoli asked me, "What did you think of me when you first saw me?" I smiled and said, "You're much prettier than in the video. There are some parts you can't see in the video." Xiaoli seemed to know the answer already: "What do you mean you can't see?" I said, "Is that even a question? You're much sexier than in the video, with a great figure." Xiaoli was a little embarrassed and said, "Oh, really, why are all men interested in women's figures?" I joked with Xiaoli, "Hehe, I don't know about others, but I am." So, we chatted for a long time, about both the meat and vegetables. Later, she said she was hungry, so we found a restaurant and ate something. Before we knew it, it was past 9 pm. I deliberately asked her, "Are you sure you'll be okay going back so late?" "It's okay, I'm staying with my sister. I told her I was at a friend's house, and she trusts me," Xiaoli said. "How about this, I'll help you find a place to stay before I go back. That way, I can feel more at ease, since it's your first time in Donggang." My heart sank when I heard that. Why did she have to go back? Then what was the point of my trip to H City? Sigh, I guess I'll just have to take it one step at a time. I'm not sure what to do. Anyway, I can't lose face, and I can't stay in a bad place.

We booked a standard room at a hotel near the bus station. When we checked in at the front desk, the clerk saw us and said, "Show me your IDs." Xiaoli said, "I'm not staying here; he'll stay by himself." My heart sank. After registering, I took the key and said to her, "Come upstairs and sit for a bit, see my room." She didn't object and came upstairs with me. To be honest, the room was quite nice, especially the sheets, which were very clean. We sat and chatted for a while, then she said she wanted to go home. Damn, how could I let this golden opportunity slip by? I said, "Don't go yet, I'm going to take a shower, then I'll take you home." As I said this, I took off my shirt and glanced at her; she didn't react much. I plopped down next to her and said, "Xiaoli, let's shower together." She said shyly, "What? No way!" I was incredibly excited. I pulled her into my arms and said passionately, "Xiaoli, I've liked you for so long. Promise me..." Before she could answer, I immediately silenced her with a kiss, my hands moving from her neck down. When I touched her full breasts, she pushed me away, saying, "Don't do this." I ignored her resistance and pressed her down, kissing her breasts. At first, she resisted, but gradually she gave in. Ah, women are all like that, they like to be forced. She's just a slut, pretending to be innocent at first. When I took off her bra, she completely submitted. Her breasts were so white, big, and full. I kissed her big white breasts like I hadn't eaten in ages, my hands also moving down to her inner thighs. Soon she started moaning, her voice a wanton kind, but with a high sugar content. Just as I was about to slip my hand inside her panties, she suddenly said, "Let's take a shower first, I'm too dirty." I was overjoyed. We took off our clothes. I thought, "Her body is so white, and her butt is round and perky. It feels so good. I'll fuck her from behind soon." We went into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and I said, "Baby, let me wash you first, make you all clean." I picked up the tap and started washing her body. I got the soap and lathered her from head to toe. When I got to her vulva, I had her put her feet on the edge of the bathtub and spread her legs. I squatted down and examined her vulva. Her pubic hair was quite thick, and I didn't expect her vulva to be pink. I didn't expect that after three years of being fucked, it would still be like this. It's rare. But her labia were different sizes, which was the first time I'd ever seen that. When she saw me looking at her vulva like that, she asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking so closely?" I chuckled and said, "I'm taking a good look at you. Your vulva is so beautiful. It's so intoxicating." She shyly pushed me away, and I began to thoroughly wash her vagina. Each time I gently stroked her opening, she closed her eyes, slowly enjoying the pleasure it brought. Seeing her so engrossed, I intensified my efforts. Slowly, I inserted my index finger; it was slippery inside. I gently moved my finger in and out. Later, my middle finger followed, and the two fingers brought her immense pleasure. She leaned against the wall, eyes closed, stroking her breasts. As my pace quickened, her reaction intensified, her moans transforming from soft hums into loud, wanton cries. I couldn't take it anymore. I lifted my already hard penis and said to her, "Come on, baby, I'll make you feel even better later." She seemed to understand, immediately squatting down and taking my glans into her mouth. My penis wasn't very long, but it was thick, with a particularly large glans. She had to open her mouth wide to fit it, which looked quite strenuous, but she was very skilled. It seemed her ex-husband had trained her extensively; there was no teeth involved, and she even took care of my testicles. It was truly pleasurable. After a while, I thought it was about time, so I had her lean against the wall and stick her buttocks up. Her snow-white buttocks were so alluring. I really couldn't understand how a woman with such a great figure could have her husband divorce her. I was so lucky. Since we weren't prepared and didn't have a condom, she told me not to ejaculate inside her, and I nodded in agreement. I stood behind her, lifted her white buttocks with both hands, spread them apart, and rubbed my penis back and forth at the entrance of her vagina. She said breathlessly, "What are you doing? Hurry up, I can't take it anymore." Seeing how much she was holding back, I chuckled. I held my penis, aimed carefully, and because my glans was so big, it was a little difficult at first. But with a little effort, the head of my penis slid in easily. To be honest, her vagina wasn't very tight, probably because of previous encounters, but it was very wet. I penetrated all the way in on my first try, and she let out an "Ah!" which sounded incredibly exciting. I started thrusting harder, each time reaching her G-spot. Her originally innocent appearance transformed into one of unbridled lewdness, her moans rising higher and higher. Soon, my penis was covered in her vaginal discharge. She was quite skilled; her ass even moved in sync with mine. The impact of my stomach against her buttocks made a slapping sound, blending with her moans—a true "variation of lust." After a while, I pulled out my penis and had her sit on the toilet seat. I spread her legs; her genitals were covered in vaginal discharge. I penetrated her from the front, and then I lifted her buttocks. She seemed to enjoy it, touching my scrotum with one hand and playing with her clitoris with the other. Seeing her ecstatic expression, I asked, "Baby, how does it feel?" She replied, "You're amazing! I haven't felt this good in ages. Harder, longer!" I laughed and said, "Don't worry, baby, you're pretty good. How could your husband bear to divorce you? I can't understand it, you're enjoying it so much..." She didn't say anything, just closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure my penis was giving her. After a while, my legs started to ache, so I picked her up, took her out of the bathroom, and threw her onto the bed. She lay face down on the bed, her legs dangling on the floor, her buttocks raised high. I really enjoy fucking women from behind, it's a personal preference. Now I could see clearly that her anus was very small. I'll definitely fuck her anus another time I have the chance. But this time, I'll stop, since it's only the first time. Going too far wouldn't be good. I lowered my body and caressed her buttocks. They were very slippery. I couldn't help myself and started licking them with my tongue, while my hands rubbed her genitals. After a while, she couldn't take it anymore and said, "Honey, come on, keep going!" I got up and thrust hard into her, her moans rising higher and higher, so loud they could probably be heard down the hallway. Holding her full buttocks, I began to thrust forcefully. Her thighs were pressed together, the tender flesh inside her vagina gripping my penis tightly—it felt so good! I paid attention to changing the rhythm, and soon she was exhausted. The pleasure grew stronger and stronger. I spread her thighs apart with my hands and thrust even harder. Her whole body moved up and down with my movements, the frequency increasing. I told her I'd come. I pulled out my penis and ejaculated onto her buttocks and anus—it felt so good, we were both drenched in sweat. We got up and took a shower. She said she had to go home, she couldn't stay out. I hugged her, trying to persuade her to stay, but she said, "I really can't, it's not good not to go home." I deliberately asked her, "If you leave, I'll want more later." She said, "It's okay, I'll come tomorrow morning." I understood what she meant, but I didn't force her. She left. I was left alone, thinking back on how wonderful the passion had been.

The next morning, before I even got out of bed, she arrived. As soon as she entered the house, without a word, we did it again. Afterwards, we went out for breakfast, and she took me to the bus station. As I boarded the bus, I turned back to say goodbye, and for some reason, a pang of sadness swept through me. I was reluctant to part with her. ...Of course, we still keep in touch. I visit her often when I have time, still longing for her body. I ask myself, what has been left of me after the passion? I don't know how to answer, but I'm certain I haven't retained much, but I've lost a lot of the essence.

[The End]

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