My Romance with Miss

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The next morning, the train slowly pulled into Shenzhen Luohu Railway Station.
Squeezing through the dense crowd at the exit, I saw the long-missed Shangri-La Hotel again—Shenzhen, I'm back!
Crossing the bustling commercial streets, I boarded a bus and headed straight for Dongmen in Luohu.
Entering the old two-person apartment, I stood alone in the center, feeling so cold and lonely.
Opening the wardrobe, the clothes stood quietly, waiting for their owner's selection. Her high heels, exquisite and sexy, were also lined up in a row in the corner. I imagined the beautiful scene of her nimble little feet inside.
"Does it look good?" she would often ask playfully, tilting her head, smiling, taking a few steps, and turning to ask me.
Truly, a woman dresses for the one she loves!
I squatted down and picked up a high heel from the floor. Exquisitely crafted, small and delicate, about 80% new, without any deformation. This was a gift I had once given her. I smelled it; besides the scent of leather, it faintly emitted the smell of her sweaty feet. Holding it felt like holding Ah Jiao's little feet.
My heart was heavy with sorrow and sadness...
I called her, and after two rings, Ah Jiao's clear laughter came through: "Hey, husband, have you arrived yet?" "I just arrived this morning. I'm at home now."
"Is everything alright at home?"
"It's fine, just like when we left last year."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm here, haha, playing with your shoes."
"What's so fun about shoes?"
"Oh, seeing those shoes is like seeing you." "
Haha, a grown man like you, how can you be so lecherous—how's the weather there?" "It's alright. The sun is out."
"Then you should hurry up and take the bed out to air it so it'll be nice to use at night. Otherwise, it'll get moldy." "Okay, okay. I'll take it out to air it right away. I'll hang up now."
(2)
Ah Jiao's third sister went home and didn't return after the New Year. Ah Jiao said on the phone that her third sister might not be able to come until after the Lantern Festival, around the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. This is a rural custom.
Forget everything else, let's enjoy the winter sunshine and air out the blankets first.
Then open the windows to let in some fresh air and get rid of the dampness.
Amei came back from grocery shopping: "Wow, hello there, handsome guy, Happy New Year!" "Amei, hello there, Happy New Year!" I greeted her with a smile, "You didn't go home?" "Yeah, I couldn't get a train ticket, so I'm spending it here. I'm thinking of going back for May Day, it's the same." "You bought so much stuff, what are you making?"
"I bought fish. Come over for lunch, let's eat together."
"I can't possibly accept that."
"You know, Ajiao called me early this morning, saying you were coming and asked me to entertain you on her behalf." "Really? Thank you so much!" I was pleasantly surprised.
"Don't thank me, you should thank Ah Jiao. Look how much she loves you. She's still at home, but her heart is in Shenzhen, worrying about your meals."
Hearing her say that, I felt genuinely embarrassed: "Really?" "Of course it's true. Otherwise, how would I know you like fish and go out of my way to buy it? Ah Jiao told me to." For more exciting content, please follow:
"Okay, okay, okay. I want to thank both of you. I don't have anything to do today, do you want me to help you cook?" "What, what are you doing cooking for a grown man? What? You doubt my cooking skills?" I laughed: "No, I'm just worried you'll get tired, I feel sorry for you."
Amei glanced at me and said, "No wonder Ajiao can't live without you, you're such a sweet talker." With that, she turned and walked towards home.
I followed behind the beautiful woman, admiring her graceful figure as I followed her from the balcony into the kitchen.
"Has Old Wang arrived yet? Should we call him along?" I asked.
"Then try calling him," she said.
I called Old Wang and asked if he had arrived.
Old Wang replied that he had just arrived and was still at the long-distance bus station.
I said, "Then come directly to the East Gate for dinner. Amei is already preparing for you." He said, "Really? I didn't tell her I was arriving today."
I said, "She remembers you, of course she knows when you're arriving. Don't say anything more.
Come on over."
Amei glanced at me from the side and secretly smiled, "Brother Qiang, how can you be so good at sweet-talking people! Even someone as shrewd as Lao Wang was fooled by you."
She lit the gas stove to boil water.
"Oh dear, in this world, truth is falsehood and falsehood is truth, and no one can understand it." "What truth and falsehood? I don't even know what you're talking about. Hurry up and get it ready for me, Old Wang is here, so we can have a meal."
"Wow, you're all smiles when you hear about Old Wang."
"Then when I hear about Ajiao, are you happy?"

"Happy, happy—you definitely haven't bought any wine yet. How about I make a trip?" "Do you know what kind of wine he likes to drink?"
"Oh dear, we're buddies, and I don't even know his preferences?"
"Then I'll give you the money."
"Oh, no need, Old Wang is my friend. I'm going!"
(3)
At noon, Old Wang arrived. Amei set out the food and drinks, and the three of us sat around the table. Old Wang and I sat opposite each other, and Amei sat across from us. We enjoyed a delicious meal.
"Old Wang, Amei specially made this meal for you. I'm just benefiting from your kindness. So, let me toast you first!"
Amei laughed first, laughing at my lie.
Old Wang laughed too, his mouth agape. He tilted his head back and downed a glass.
Amei served Old Wang some food, then, after thinking for a moment, served me some food and smiled at me. I smiled secretly, not because I couldn't get food, but because Amei was so thoughtful.
We talked about the New Year and our children. Finally, we talked about the magazine's business. Old Wang seemed to be considering changing jobs. He said that the magazine didn't have much space for advertising, and that financial magazines often targeted international brands, which he didn't have. So, he thought of trying his luck in the advertising department of a local newspaper, but it was just an idea and he hadn't made a final decision yet.
(4)
After the New Year, many young ladies had gone back to their hometowns and hadn't returned to Shenzhen, so the whole building seemed a bit deserted. The three of us ate lunch at Amei's house, and then I went back to my room for a nap. Amei washed the dishes, while Old Wang stayed in Amei's room, lying on the bed to rest.
This was an old, poorly constructed house. It seemed there weren't originally so many rooms; the landlord had later partitioned them off with wooden boards specifically for rent. Therefore, the rooms weren't very soundproof. When it was crowded and noisy, it was fine; but when there were few people, even the slightest sound could be heard.
A little while later, I faintly heard a curious sound coming from A-Mei's house next door—"slap, slap, slap, slap…" the sound of flesh colliding.
"Ah… um…" a woman's soft, trembling moans.
A-Mei and Old Wang were having sex?! This excited me somewhat, instantly dispelling my sleepiness.
A-Mei had spent this Spring Festival alone here; I wondered which man she was with. She must be happy, right? Yet, upon seeing Old Wang, she was still so enthusiastic. That's the skill of a prostitute.
The melodious, heavenly sounds continued to fill my ears.
"Ah... um... husband..." I faintly heard her calling out to Lao Wang.
I thought, this Amei, she doesn't need to be so loud when she's trying to seduce me. She's not usually like this. Why?
Is she doing this on purpose so I can hear? What's her motive? I really don't understand women.
Thinking this to myself, I got out of bed and quietly went out the door. As I passed Amei's door, I listened carefully and heard the sounds of flesh colliding inside, "slap, slap, slap, slap."
This Lao Wang, he really goes all out when he's with Amei.
I deliberately knocked on the door and whispered teasingly, "Hey, Amei, you're so sexy!" A soft, trembling laugh immediately came from inside: "You're so annoying, eavesdropping!" Old Wang laughed: "Brother Qiang, am I good or not?"
"Good, good! But, Old Wang, I'm leaving first, so Amei won't be embarrassed by what I've heard." "Okay, you go first. I'll be there in a bit, my dick hasn't had enough yet." When I heard this, I laughed: "Amei, I'm so sorry. You can listen to our voices again when Ajiao comes!"
"Get lost, who's listening to you, hurry up and get lost!"
(5)
I spent half the afternoon at the magazine office, greeting my returning colleagues and wishing each other a Happy New Year, nothing special happened. When it was almost time to leave work, I ran into Old Wang at the magazine office. He said he was going to visit a client to wish them a Happy New Year that night and wouldn't be going back to Amei's place. I agreed, thinking about Lao Wang; he really had a tough time: a long bus ride all night, then a midday session of hard work on Amei's bed, and then a business dinner with clients for advertising.
That evening, I was alone at Ajiao's house, watching a TV series to pass the time.
Amei seemed to be watching the same series, but her reception was poor. She couldn't figure out if it was the TV or the signal. Lao Wang wasn't home, so he came over and watched with me.
Amei leaned against the headboard, while I sat on a small stool, my back against the edge of the bed. Soon, the sweet scent of Amei wafted into my nose.
So fragrant! I looked at Amei; she had just taken a hot shower. She was only wearing a black tank top; the black color accentuated her fair, delicate skin, and the curves of her breasts were very prominent and alluring.
She stretched out her legs, her two small white feet were plump, and her ten toes were painted with red nail polish, which was very sexy and beautiful. I couldn't help but swallow.

Compared with Ah Jiao, Ah Mei, who had not married or had children, exuded youthful vitality from head to toe.
From the inside out, she was sexy and alluring.
Objectively speaking, among the ladies in this building, Ah Mei and Ah Jiao were both top-class ladies. Otherwise, the dashing Lao Wang would not have taken a liking to her and had a long-term relationship with her.
I don't know if Ah Mei was really watching TV at this time. But I was not very focused anymore. Rather than watching TV, I was mobilizing all my senses to receive her various information - the heat of her body and the fragrance of her body. I think she had just taken a hot bath, probably to wash away the smell that Lao Wang left on her at noon and give me a brand new image?
(6)
In fact, Lao Wang was just one of Ah Mei's many regular customers. Their relationship was like that of Ah Jiao and the "old dick" or the Northeasterner in Gangxia—a state of "I can do without him, but I don't need him."
Many prostitutes and their clients are in this ambiguous, close-but-not-quite-close state.
Speaking of Lao Wang and Ah Mei's relationship, there was a past.
It was shortly after Ah Mei started working as a prostitute in Dongmen. One day, Lao Wang was passing by the Yayuan overpass when he saw a stunningly beautiful woman pacing back and forth under the bridge, her eyes scanning the passersby. Lao Wang knew she was a prostitute, so he deliberately slowed his pace. Ah Mei, being a clever woman, approached Lao Wang and struck up a conversation.
Within two minutes, they had consensually hooked up. Lao Wang followed Ah Mei to her room.
Lao Wang was also a womanizer and didn't usually patronize prostitutes indiscriminately. After his one-night stand with Ah Mei, whenever he wanted to release his pent-up desires, he would only come to Dongmen to find her. He said that spending so much time together naturally led to a very good feeling. He called this feeling "love."
I agree with Lao Wang's statement. I knew this "feeling" wasn't the love between husband and wife, but rather the kind of "affection" that grows over time.
One day, he came to Amei's room, but unfortunately, Amei wasn't feeling well that day and had a slight fever. Without saying a word, Lao Wang ran to the pharmacy to buy medicine for her. Amei was very touched because no other customer had ever treated her like that. Later, she and Lao Wang secretly started an affair.
Old Wang would come over to sleep with her once a week, and Amei naturally wouldn't accept his money anymore. Old Wang wouldn't actually come empty-handed; he would often bring her delicious food, and buy her rice, oil, fruit, daily necessities, clothes, and shoes. Amei knew this was actually a considerable expense.
According to what Ajiao told me, Amei's love life was at a low point at that time. One of her former lovers had just left Shenzhen and returned to his hometown in the mainland. Amei was very depressed.
Ajiao told me, "Actually, many of us don't necessarily want to marry our lovers; we just want to live together in this unfamiliar environment, to have someone to look after us, someone to help and rely on in times of trouble. But even with such a request, men often can't fulfill it. We've seen time and time again how infatuated men are with our bodies before ejaculating; but after they've ejaculated on top of us, pulled out their penises, and climbed up, they never look back. They even call us slutty and promiscuous.
" Therefore, most of us don't trust men. That's why, later on, Amei didn't just have Lao Wang as her lover; she also had two other lovers. She couldn't expect Lao Wang to bring her any lifelong happiness. Actually, among us prostitutes, it's quite normal to have two or three lovers at the same time.
Like me, I have you, but the Northeasterner and other men all want to pursue me. What am I supposed to do?
"So, we're not born promiscuous and lewd. It's not our fault, it's the men's fault.
Men chase us, not the other way around."
"Haha, you really know how to talk, as if there isn't a single good man in the world." "Hmph, and you say you're not a good man."
"Why?"
"You made me fall into your trap, I can't leave you. Tell me, aren't you a good man?" "Haha. That's a trap you dug yourself, isn't it?"
"Yes, I dug it myself. It's something I owed you in my past life, and I'm repaying it in this one!" She gave me a beautiful glance.
"Honey, you seem very sad?"
"Of course I'm sad. Before I met you, I was always pursued, pampered, and adored by men, happy all day long. But now, I don't know why, I often find myself alone, sighing and lamenting." "Why is that?"
"I don't know, there's no reason, I just feel this way." Our conversation that day unknowingly drifted into a somber mood. I knew that Ah Jiao was actually planning for her future. When someone feels completely lost about their future, that sense of loss is the deepest.
But, given her current situation, what could I promise her? All I could do was comfort her with my tenderness.

I put my arm around her shoulder and held her in my arms, making her feel secure.
"I feel increasingly lost," she said quietly, nestled in my embrace.
"Why do you feel this way?"
"You've never talked to me about how we're going to live the rest of our lives. You leave me, a woman, following you around all day. Outsiders think it's a good life, but I feel so lost." "Is that what you're worried about? But think about it, my situation isn't much better than yours. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Maybe I'll be laid off. These days, you see unemployed people all the time on the street," I explained.
"Besides, if we want to be together long-term, we need to plan something first. Otherwise, how will we live? But what should we do? Neither of us has found a good opportunity yet," I explained.
"Come on, honey, don't think about these worries. Let's just enjoy life. Being happy every day is the most important thing," I comforted her.
"You're just trying to flatter me. You can be happy, but I can't." "Come on, honey, smile. You look beautiful when you smile!" I teased her. She gave me a forced, bitter smile. I couldn't help but kiss her. This gesture probably touched her.
Ah Jiao sighed and reached out to hug me back, whispering that she wanted me. It seemed that only this kind of naked, intimate sexual relationship, or only by feeling my penis inside her, could she feel possession, feel secure, and be happy, thus getting rid of her worries.
This happened before I went home before the New Year.
I wonder what Ah Jiao's mood is like now that she's home alone?
(7)
Huh, why am I daydreaming? I smiled to myself.
I shook my head and brought my thoughts back to the present.
"Ah Mei." I called her softly.
"Hmm."
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing—then what are you thinking about, just sitting there blankly?" "No, I'm not thinking about anything—if you had the chance to do business, would you do it?" "That depends on what kind of business it is." Ah Mei said.
"For example, like Lao Wang, doing advertising."
"Advertising? I might not be able to do that."
"Have you ever thought about becoming a real estate agent?"
"I've tried those things before, but they're too hard. It's much faster to just take your pants off and let a man have sex with you." "
So you plan to just drift along like this for the rest of your life?"
"Not really. It's just that there aren't any good opportunities right now."
"Have you discussed these things with Lao Wang?"
"He doesn't care about me. He's not like you, so attentive to Ajiao." "He even said he doesn't care about you, but when he comes over at noon, he just lets you have your way after lunch." "Haha, you little devil, did you hear that?"
"You were moaning so loudly, how could I not hear you?"
We both laughed. She kicked my shoulder while laughing: "When you have sex with Ajiao and make her happy, doesn't she moan?"
"Of course she moans, all women moan like that when they're having fun."
"So, why are you laughing at me?" She said, giving me a flirtatious wink.
"I have a question for you."
"Go ahead."
"How many times a day is enough for a woman?"
"Haha, you should ask Ah Jiao that question."
"She's not here right now, but you can ask her."
"When a woman is with her sweetheart, she can never get enough of how many times a day. As long as the man can get hard, the woman doesn't care. That's why men often say women are promiscuous. Actually, women are only promiscuous in front of their lovers; in front of others, they are absolutely proper." "
No wonder you're so proper in front of me. So I'm 'other people'." "Haha, if I were promiscuous in front of you, Ah Jiao would scold me to death if she came. She'd say, 'I asked you to help me take care of Brother Qiang, I just wanted you to cook for him, not to sleep with him.'" I laughed: "So, do you want to sleep with me?"
"No."
"But look at you, aren't you already in my bed? And this is very provocative." "Can you withstand being provoked?" She glanced at me sideways and asked with a smile.
"I'm not a monk who eats vegetarian food and chants Buddhist prayers, of course I can't resist being teased." "Haha, then what will you do? Hmm? What will you do to me?" She glanced at me, her dark eyes filled with desire.
"Can I... kiss you?"
"Okay."
She closed her beautiful eyes.
She thought I would kiss her lips, but my mouth went straight for her white and full cleavage under her black suspender dress.
Caught off guard, she giggled and trembled. "Ouch, you little devil, where are you kissing... Ouch, it tickles..."

I stood up, lay down on the bed, and casually grabbed her bare shoulders, and kissed her red lips.
This action came too suddenly, and she was startled for a moment, but soon, as if she understood, she excitedly stretched out her arms and hugged my back, indicating that I should press down on her body.
(8)
In the small house, the small red lamp emitted a mysterious dim light. Panting, the two of them excitedly explored each other's bodies.
My penis throbbed with life in her small hands; her two full breasts changed shape in my touch.
"Ah Jiao always whispers to me that your penis is so big, sometimes it's unbearable for her. Today I'm going to taste your penis and see just how amazing it is," Ah Mei said, blushing and laughing seductively.
"Did you make that sound at noon today to let me hear you on purpose?" "Yes. Just teasing you."
"Okay, then I'll satisfy you."
As I spoke, I reached down to her little hole, touching her sensitive clitoris. I noticed that her clitoris was more prominent than Ah Jiao's.
"Ah...you..." she murmured softly, enjoying my caresses. The hand that had been holding my penis unconsciously relaxed.
I felt her lower body begin to warm and moisten.
Her body was very sensitive, so she went limp after only a little foreplay.
"Want it?" I asked softly.
"...I want to." She hummed involuntarily.i=55> That little fleshy hole, it received Old Wang at noon, leaving him ecstatic; yet at night, it's thinking about how to receive me, to try a different kind of pleasure. What a gluttonous woman! That little fleshy hole has not only been penetrated by the man she loves, but also by a stranger she doesn't love. She's aroused with her lover, and incredibly, she can also be aroused with a stranger. Now, how will she receive me? How will she behave during sex? Will she be reserved? Warm and gentle? Or wild and unrestrained? Just thinking about it makes me burn with desire. What does it feel like for a woman to have sex with two acquaintances in one day? I'll ask her that after she's had her fun. Holding such a universally loved slut, my lust is raging, my curiosity is raging too. Actually, aren't my lust and curiosity also raging within her?

Frankly speaking, human behavior has a controllable part and an uncontrollable part. The controllable part is within our control; the uncontrollable part is in the hands of fate. Therefore, a person's fate is not entirely a product of consciousness.
I met Amei on the same day as Ajiao. I usually have no impure thoughts about her, and even tonight, I don't have such thoughts. But now, I'm so easily intimate with her. This is definitely not something that consciousness can control; it is fate's arrangement. I thank God for his mercy and favor.
"Amei, your butt feels so good!"
"You're so annoying. Don't say it out loud!"
"Quick, stick your butt up, let me see your cunt."
She turned over, her bare back facing upwards.
Wow, what a beautiful butt—two snow-white, plump buttocks, like two hemispheres—round, perky, soft, and smooth. The entire buttocks have a beautiful and natural curve.
Because she was lying face down on the bed, Amei's buttocks were naturally raised, revealing a deep cleft between her buttocks, concealing her dark red anus and mysterious vulva. The dark red anus shyly opened and closed, while her two full labia, like flattened peaches, bulged out from behind her buttocks, glistening with nectar.
Amei turned her head, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she twisted her waist and swayed her buttocks. I parted her labia with my fingers, revealing her labia minora, like roses blooming after rain, glistening with vaginal fluid and exuding a sweet fragrance.
I aimed my glans at her vulva, rubbing it up and down, but not penetrating, pausing there, teasing her engorged clitoris and two soft labia.
Although Amei was in her early twenties, she had seen countless men. Tonight's contest, for both of us, came suddenly. In this situation, to conquer her, I had to tease her, making her teeter between desire and desire, displaying her wantonness—that was the best way to play.
"Quickly, please, put it in."
"Stick your ass back a little, and take my cock in yourself." I wanted to tease her, my words laced with lewdness.
Ah Mei indeed stuck her ass back—with a "plop," the head of my penis squeezed into the young woman's wet body.
"Ah..." the young woman cried out softly.
Originally, it should be the man moving and the woman receiving, but now it was the man like a big tree, standing firm, while the woman was like a little lamb, constantly bumping her ass against the tree, trying to relieve herself.
Ah Mei was using wave after wave of impact to let my penis penetrate her body, immersing her in the waves of sexual desire.

Suddenly, I, this "bad thing," deliberately teased her, pulling my penis out abruptly and leaving it sticking high in the air.
Ah Mei suddenly felt incredibly empty inside, her heart filled with disappointment, but too embarrassed to ask, she just swayed her ass in front of me like a pet dog seeing its owner, searching.
After teasing her for a while, I aimed my glans at her wet vulva again. Amei, disregarding shame, arched her back and took my penis in once more. I didn't hold back either, thrusting in hard. This time, I used extra force, inserting my entire penis all the way in, the glans touching her cervix.
"Ah…you…so deep…"
"Is it good?" "So good
…so good…"
Amei was immediately intoxicated by the fullness she had been anticipating.
This time, I took the initiative, thrusting my penis in and out of her while gently but loudly slapping her white buttocks with my palm. Pink marks were left on her white buttocks.
This slapping didn't hurt her, but it gave her a feeling of being conquered, which excited her greatly. Each crisp slap made her cry out dramatically; and each cry made me thrust deeper.
She was moaning and groaning, unsure whether it was the pleasure from her buttocks or the comfort from her vagina.
Gradually, Amei's heartbeat and breathing became rapid, her slender waist swayed slightly, and her two snow-white, pink buttocks clenched and relaxed, sometimes tense, sometimes trembling.
"Husband, I can't take it anymore..." she said softly.
"Come on, let's change positions," I said.
Amei lay down, face up, legs spread, presenting her bouncy breasts and wet, sensual vagina to me.
I looked down at her, my hard penis plunging into her body in an instant, then I lay on top of her, savoring the sensuality of her flesh.
Amei's hair was disheveled, she was covered in sweat, panting heavily, her arms wrapped around my back, beginning her climax.
I saw her legs braced against the bed, her buttocks and abdomen raised high to meet my thrusts. The impact of our genitals became even more powerful and intense. I finally felt the intensity of her desire and craving for sexual stimulation, a level beyond what most young girls could reach.
"Ah...faster, faster...my pussy is itchy, so itchy, harder...harder...ah, I...I'm...coming, ah...it's coming...coming, coming, ah...ah..." She held her breath, writhing, convulsing, contracting, sucking...just then, my glans also felt an unbearable itch from her spasms. I couldn't hold back any longer, and my ejaculation gushed out.
At this moment, both of us were naked, sweating profusely, radiating heat, the blankets already on the bed.
The small room was filled with an atmosphere of lewdness.
When I withdrew my penis, Amei lay on her back on the bed, her limbs limp and open, her eyes half-open and still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm. Fine beads of fragrant sweat glistened on her forehead, which was covered by her hair. Her full breasts rose and fell, and she kept panting.
I looked down and saw that the tender flesh and labia minora of her vulva were still twitching intermittently. A thick stream of semen overflowed from her vaginal opening, mixing with the surrounding white vaginal fluid as it dripped down her buttocks and onto the sheets.
I quickly grabbed a stack of toilet paper and covered her genitals. As I did this, a satisfied smile finally appeared on her rosy and delicate face…

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