Collection of stories about online fishing for girls' inherently lewd and shameless nature - Part 8 (Complete)

【Net Fishing Girl's Inherent Lewdness】Prologue - 8 (Completed) Author: The Last Sacrifice Word Count: 30787

Prologue (Explanation)

This story is a recollection based on a past experience. The story is basically entirely true, the only inaccuracy being the embellishment of the language. It happened many years ago, but recalling it feels like yesterday. I think this little slut is perfect as the female protagonist of an erotic novel. I don't have much literary talent, so I can only record it in a rambling manner. Whether you like it or not, I don't care. Consider it a kind of remembrance of youth!

Chapter 1:

Wang Ke was a little slut, a vocational college student. When I met her, she was only seventeen, just 1.48 meters tall, with a very loli-like appearance. To most people, she wasn't particularly attractive, but to me, she was a sexy bombshell. The first time I saw her, I wanted to fuck her little cunt hard. Because of her, I didn't even think much about Yu Zhen, the beautiful girl who was with her. I only wanted to fuck Wang Ke, who looked pure and cute, had a slightly hoarse voice, was only 1.48 meters tall, had a pair of not-so-small breasts, and smelly, slutty feet that were disproportionate to her height. Later, when I found a girlfriend who was 1.72 meters tall, our feet were the same size.

Although I was considered handsome, Wang Ke wasn't very enthusiastic about me after we met. When we ate together, I invited some of my buddies. Unexpectedly, this slut Wang Ke took a liking to one of my buddies and asked me for help in a very slutty way. My buddy, being a bit dim-witted and drunk, didn't feel anything for Wang Ke.

After dinner, we went to karaoke again, and inevitably drank a lot. We were all pretty drunk when we came out. Wang Ke and her friend Yu Zhen couldn't go back to school, so I arranged for them to stay at a friend's hotel. That little bitch Wang Ke still clung to my arm, trying to get me to arrange things between her and my buddy. She had no shyness or reserve whatsoever, acting like a shameless, lustful whore. I was furious, thinking I'd make her pay tonight.

When we got to the hotel, my buddy told the friend who owned it and everyone went to their rooms. Wang Ke and Yu Zhen were separated. I told Wang Ke to leave the door open; my buddy would come back to find her later.

After settling my buddies in and chatting with them at the hotel for a while, I checked the time and realized they should all be asleep, having drunk quite a bit. I went straight to Wang Ke's room, that little slut. The door was unlocked, and the main light was off, only the small orange lamp on the bedside table was on. I locked the door and went to the bed. Wang Ke, that little bitch, was still awake, her innocent yet wanton face hidden under the covers. Hearing the door open and seeing me, she asked, "Where's my buddy?" I said, "He's too drunk and passed out. I'll comfort you, you little slut!"

Wang Ke sat up abruptly, looking a little unhappy, and said, "How could you do that?" I grinned lewdly and said, "Why can't I? You asked my buddy to fuck your cunt the first time we met, why can't I? I met you first, of course I should fuck you first. Besides, my buddy has a girlfriend, she's way hotter than you, maybe she doesn't even want to fuck your cunt!"

Wang Ke's face flushed, I didn't know if it was from embarrassment or anger, but I didn't think this slut would be shy. Before she could say anything, I pounced on her, hugged her petite body, and kissed her little mouth. Wang Ke resisted, pushing me away with her little hands and pinching me randomly, but the difference in strength was too great, and soon I grabbed her hands and pinned them behind her back, one hand grabbing and kneading her disproportionately sexy breasts. Wang Ke's head kept shaking, and she whimpered and said no, pervert, help, rape, and so on. I didn't care, because I had already made arrangements. Although the soundproofing of my friend's hotel wasn't very good, these two rooms were far from the other rooms, and the room next door was Wang Ke's pretty classmate, Yu Zhen. Although she was called pretty, she wasn't that beautiful, just a little taller and more well-proportioned than Wang Ke. But for a slightly perverted person like me, my own aesthetic sense is the most important, so I decided to sleep with this little slut, Wang Ke. I'll deal with Yu Zhen later if I have the chance! Yu Zhen was drunk and had been in a daze on the way here, so I had no scruples at all. No matter how much Wang Ke resisted or didn't want me to fuck her, I was going to teach this little slut who was making me so lustful a lesson!

I said, "You slut, you came with me today to get fucked, right? What are you pretending to be a virgin for?" Wang Ke retorted, "Get lost! I'd rather let anyone else fuck you than let you! You have no integrity whatsoever! Didn't you promise to introduce me to your buddy? What is this?" I was enraged by Wang Ke's words and slapped her across the face. She seemed surprised that I would hit her and tried to scream, but I covered her mouth, pinned her down, and grabbed her not-so-pretty neck with my other hand, saying viciously, "You little bitch, you won't let me fuck you? Then why did you meet me? Didn't you see the Tencent News report today about a girl who was raped and murdered after meeting someone online? Humph, if you won't let me fuck you, tonight I'll learn from that guy and rape and kill you!" Wang Ke's face turned bright red, which further aroused my desire. I saw the fear spreading in her eyes, and I wondered why she had become so wild. It seems that because he had been drinking and was then humiliated by that bitch Wang Ke, he became quite confident and decided to force himself on her. To be honest, it felt pretty good; he had a real sense of control!

Tears welled in Wang Ke's eyes as she looked at me pleadingly. I slowly released my grip on her neck and said, "Keke, I don't want to hurt you, but I fell for you after the video call. I didn't expect you to say you liked me too, but when we met, you were interested in my buddy. It's so damn hurtful. If you agree to be with me, I'll let you go. If you don't, I'll strangle you and rape your corpse. You decide what to do!" As I said this, I released my hand from Wang Ke's mouth. As soon as I released her, Wang Ke coughed. After she caught her breath, Wang Ke said timidly, "Don't kill me..." I didn't listen to this bitch's nonsense and kissed her little slutty mouth directly. My tongue aggressively occupied her little slutty mouth. At first, Wang Ke resisted a little, but after a while, she struggled with me because she couldn't breathe. In the process of struggling, we inevitably became entangled. I sucked on Wang Ke's saliva, smacked her little tongue hard, and my hands kept moving around her slutty breasts.

I released Wang Ke's little mouth and kissed and licked the undried tear stains on her face, very lightly and gently. After giving her a beating, I had to give her a sweet treat, right? I licked every feature of Wang Ke's face and then started kissing her neck, kissing along her collarbone and down to Wang Ke's reddened earlobe. I breathed on her ear and licked her earlobe with my tongue. She seemed a little ticklish or something and tried to pull away, letting out soft gasps and moans. I held Wang Ke down, not letting her pull away, and my tongue went into her ear canal. Occasionally I would stop and whisper affectionately something like, "Ke Ke, I like you. I'm doing this to you just to get you," and other nonsense. At this moment, Wang Ke, whether because of my confession or my kisses and caresses, gradually cooperated. She wrapped her arms around my broad back, and the moans in her little mouth were disrupted by her heavy breathing.

I pulled away from Wang Ke's ear and started taking off her clothes. I took off her t-shirt, and her bra had slipped down to her breasts because I had reached in and rubbed them. Her pink nipples on her fair breasts looked even more delicate against her pale areolas. Wang Ke was wearing tight jeans, which I struggled to take off. Her mysterious triangle area was covered by a pair of white floral panties with "love" printed on them. The crotch area was actually wet. I took them off and smelled them. They smelled a bit like urine and a bit like a sour, lewd scent of vaginal fluid. I shamelessly stuck out my tongue and licked it, then sucked on the wet crotch of the panties. Wang Ke blushed with embarrassment at my action. At that moment, she was actually really cute. She was no longer the slutty person she was when she told me she wanted to have sex with my buddy, the one who wanted to be fucked hard.

Wang Ke: "You pervert, you're filthy!" Me: "It tastes amazing! Now you believe I like you, right? Did any of your ex-boyfriends ever lick your panties of cum and pee?!" Wang Ke: "You think they're all perverts like you? Only a ghost would have a man!" Me: "You little slut, don't tell me you're a virgin!" After saying that, I threw Wang Ke's panties aside, gently stroking Wang Ke's pubic area with its thick pubic hair, teasingly saying: "Little slut, how old are you? And your pubic hair is already this big. You still say you're not a little slut!" Wang Ke: "What do you know?" "I had this much when I was thirteen, that's genetics, you know?!" I was speechless. I bent down and buried my head in Wang Ke's cunt. The shiny black pubic hair spread across her entire vulva, even around her anus it was fuzzy black, though her anus looked very pink. Even her cunt looked wet and pink. There were still some water droplets on the pubic hair near the opening, probably from when she was being threatened earlier, but it seemed she had held it in and hadn't peed it all out. I parted the thick labia majora with the pubic hair I had smoothed, revealing pink labia minora, and clear, sticky vaginal fluid was flowing out of her vagina. This was my favorite kind of vaginal fluid, unlike the vaginal fluid of some girls I had been with, which was like urine, although plentiful, it was very thin. Wang Ke's cunt is top-notch, tight and pink, making you want to suck it. No sooner said than done, I opened my mouth wide and covered Wang Ke's cunt, my tongue sweeping around her urethra and vagina, one hand parting her thick labia, the other pressing on her clitoris hidden in her thick pubic hair!

Ah! Wang Ke screamed because of my actions, but I couldn't see her expression because I was busy. After the scream, Ke Ke moaned lewdly, each sound ringing in my ears—the best aphrodisiac!

Sometimes, once the door of desire is opened, everything becomes easy. Like someone said: the vagina is the gateway to a woman's heart, and I think there's some truth to that, although the kind of woman you end up with is uncertain!

When I kissed Wang Ke's little cunt, I knew this little slut's cunt door was absolutely open. Having seen countless women, I could understand that. When I thrust my hot cock into Wang Ke's cunt, accompanied by her moans and groans, I trembled with pleasure. This little slut's cunt was so tight! Even with the mixture of her juices and my saliva, it still pushed in little by little. The process is something you have to experience to understand; anyone who gets to fuck her will know.

To be honest, it felt incredibly good at the time, but now, thinking about it makes me feel utterly disgusted. I don't know what's wrong with me, but what happened afterward makes me feel nauseous. Maybe it's just a man's inherent weakness.

Actually, men don't talk much during sex. Even I, strong as I was, was too busy in the piston-like motion to speak, only focused on releasing my inexplicable desires. But Wang Ke, that little slut, was incredibly wanton, moaning and groaning incessantly. A seventeen-year-old girl already knows how to moan; it must be innate!

Looking back now, I was 23 when I fucked that little slut Wang Ke. It was the time when I was at my most energetic. Back then, my body was still very strong. Under normal circumstances, without any special factors, I could control myself to not ejaculate within 30-40 minutes. That's because I had already passed the pursuit of the pleasure of ejaculation. At that time, I was focused on the number of women and the perverted pleasure of making women fall in love with me and then dumping them.

But the first time I fucked that slut Wang Ke, I didn't hold back. It was pure release. After my penis was fully inside, I paused for a moment, enjoying the feeling of my big penis inside that little loli's cunt, which was less than 1.5 meters tall. I enjoyed the tight sucking of Wang Ke's little cunt... After enjoying that, I started to fuck her with all my might. It was definitely the kind of force and speed that wanted to fuck a woman to death. Of course, now I know that's wishful thinking. Under normal circumstances, without violent beatings or pure fucking, a man can't fuck a woman to death. I tried many, many times with that slut Wang Ke, but I couldn't do it. It just made me so tired. And this petite cunt actually cheated on me after multiple passionate encounters in one night... That's something I really admire!

I don't know if writing this is morbid, but sometimes the more you hate something, the more you remember it. Maybe love and hate really are separated by a fine line, just a thought away...

Anyway, the first time I was inside Wang Ke's cunt, the whole process was quite short, unusually short in my sexual history, less than ten minutes. You might not believe it, but I'm actually quite accurate with time. While it's not innate, it's a habit I developed over a long period as a child, and later, through sports, a natural response to my body's breathing and heartbeat. So I can't say for sure how many minutes and seconds I lasted, but it wouldn't be far off.

The ancients said, "Beauty is a curse," and I think there's some truth to that. For someone as selfish as me, any excuse to shirk responsibility is classic, always makes sense!

When I ejaculated comfortably and freely into Wang Ke's cunt, this little slut blushed and gasped for breath. Her asymmetrical breasts stood erect even while she was lying down. My post-ejaculation aversion to women made me press my mouth hard against Wang Ke's breasts. When I gently bit down on her nipples, repeatedly tearing at them between my teeth, there was no screaming or crying out in pain as I had expected, nor any tearful pleas for mercy. Instead, there were unexpected soft moans escaping from Wang Ke's cunt. Her alluring eyes were slightly closed, and her little tongue lightly licked her red lips. When I bit harder, Wang Ke simply inhaled deeply.

Chapter Two:

As I tilted my head and shouted about Wang Ke's nipple abuse, I was incredibly aroused by Wang Ke's expression of enjoyment. My penis, still half-soft from ejaculation, was inside Wang Ke's little cunt. Although it wasn't fully erect as before, it had only shrunk a little. And seeing Wang Ke's lewd expression, my penis started to stir again.

Actually, it's a difficult emotion to describe. I like innocent girls, but I have an inexplicable enjoyment of wanton sluts, only to feel utterly disgusted afterward. I think it's a psychological problem! I've always felt a certain weariness towards women I've slept with, while those I can't have become beautiful and eternal because they only exist in my fantasy!

Of course, the above wasn't something I thought of when I was fucking back then, but something I discovered many years later. Let's rewind to that absurd, romantic time...

My penis, still lingering in Wang Ke's cunt after ejaculating, glimpsed the lust on her face. It revived, swelling little by little like an inflating condom, until it was rock hard. I held Wang Ke's still-moaning mouth still closed, my tongue forcefully invading her mouth, sucking hard. My heart wasn't filled with love, but rather lust, a distorted emotional need.

When this distorted lust reached its peak, I lifted Wang Ke's petite body with my hips. This bed beauty's legs clamped tightly around me as I lifted her, preventing my penis from slipping out. What is a beauty? I think this is one. No words, no communication, just doing what you want, and she's already cooperating!

Can you imagine how heavy a little slut under 1.5 meters tall can be? Weighing less than 90 pounds, maybe even less than 80 pounds, it was really easy for me at the time. I just held her like that, with my arms around her small waist, and her arms were crossed behind my head. Maybe I can't describe it well, but guys who have watched porn will know what I mean. You can imagine, I rarely used this position afterward, since it required a lot of physical strength, and I'm a lazy, good-for-nothing person who enjoys life.

This position should have a name; I remember seeing it online. I've seen and tried all sorts of positions—of course, don't argue, I've done everything I could. There are a few that require a high degree of female flexibility, but that's not important. Sex is just about that, isn't it? Like now, I'm basically not proactive anymore. Do what you want, do whatever you want, I'll only initiate when I'm done. Selfish men! Female friends can curse me out if they see this, because even I feel incredibly shameless!

There's no need to exaggerate the sensual sensations of sex; the greater stimulation comes from within, from the unfathomable depths of the mind—sometimes incredibly kind, sometimes incredibly wicked. The internet's development is proof of technological progress and its application, and it's a bit shameful that someone as bored as me uses it as a platform for picking up girls and having sex. But thinking about so many other people, even those reading my ramblings, makes me feel a little more at ease! After all, there are still some amazing people out there! Anyway,

I've gone off on a tangent again. When I began my second assault on Wang Ke, the satisfaction I felt was indescribable. I used what I considered the most domineering position for a man, thrusting with small, powerful strokes, while my mouth remained glued to Wang Ke's lips, our tongues intertwined. My heavy breathing and Wang Ke's escapades of moaning spoke volumes of our naked desire.

Looking back now, I think I still felt an overwhelming liking for that incredibly sexy, young girl! At 23, I had seven or eight years of sexual experience, and I had experienced the different ages and temperaments of women, so I rarely used the same position to ejaculate. But that night, I used the same position twice with Wang Ke until I was completely exhausted.

The second assault didn't last long, or rather, it lacked the will to continue; the only thought was to fire until all the bullets were used up. As Wang Ke's feet, still clad in white socks, rubbed against my crotch, and as I moved my hand from her waist to her anus and tried to explore, Wang Ke broke free of our lips that had been stuck together for over ten minutes. Her head tilted back, her hair, dyed an unknown color, flew wildly. I pressed my mouth against her large breasts, taking one nipple into my mouth and beginning the most primal act.

Wang Ke cried out, screamed, and finally roared, clearly overwhelmed by the stimulation. I lewdly arched my back, sucking on her large breasts and nipples, my fingers, glistening with the lustful fluid flowing from her vagina, slowly penetrating her incredibly tight anus. The entry of my fingers brought a touch of fear to Wang Ke, and this fear only fueled her orgasm.

Actually, fucking is tiring, but sometimes, isn't that kind of satisfaction?

Wang Ke was making incoherent noises, something about being fucked to death and feeling incredibly good, but I ignored her. I didn't have the strength or time to pay attention; those big breasts were in my mouth! Using a finger as a detour didn't achieve much; due to the limitations of position and energy, it was just groping for a little information, or rather, sexual information, on a new battlefield…

Desire accumulates little by little, sensory sensations build up until they become unbearable. When physical strength is uncontrollably depleted, at that point, tiredness doesn't seem to be satisfaction, but rather aversion. As this emotion spread through my heart and mind, my penis didn't become lewd; instead, it grew even more furious, swelling to an unbearable degree, pressing deep, deep into the depths of the incredibly horny girl. The incredibly wanton Wang Ke, due to the violent impact and the sudden cessation of thrusting, seemed to catch her breath, or perhaps her wanton body faced an even greater challenge. Her pale legs wrapped around my waist, trembling slightly, uttering many meaningless sounds. The pioneer of this new battlefield, because of this sudden pause, had the opportunity to penetrate even further. Writing is troublesome; in that instant, my penis exploded against the enemy's heart, my fingers dug and stirred wildly in the enemy's secret places, and my nipples were left with almost bleeding teeth marks.

Wang Ke still didn't beg for mercy, which made me somewhat frustrated, yet a stronger desire for conquest rose within me. I don't know what Wang Ke was thinking or feeling, but when everything described above converged, she let out a beastly roar, her whole body trembling. Then I felt the legs wrapped around me slip away, and just as I realized I was about to put her down, my penis detached from Wang Ke's tight, slippery, warm, and still-unsatisfied vagina, and a gush of fluid shot onto my lower abdomen and my withdrawn penis.

What? Squirt? Damn it, I made that little slut Wang Ke piss herself!

This has always been something I'm quite proud of, of course, it only works when fucking such a petite girl. When my cock is inside a girl who's over 170cm tall, let alone making her pee, I can't even reach the bottom of her vagina, the so-called "clitoris," unless I press her legs down hard to shorten her vagina, then I can barely reach it. Of course, it's not that tall people have long vaginas, or vice versa; it depends on the woman's genitals and her height.

That's another topic, we can discuss it properly another time. Let's get back to Wang Ke, this incredibly slutty little loli!

When the second thrust ended, I was really tired, and Wang Ke seemed a bit exhausted. Seeing this slut, barely alive, still licking her lips and moaning, was quite a blow!

We didn't wipe the fluids off our bodies, it seemed like she still wanted more!?

I held the still-dazed little slut in one arm, leaning against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and stroked Yu Ke's large breasts, eliciting another kind of soft moan from the slut! I exhaled smoke, slightly out of breath, and asked the slut in my arms, "Was it good? You wouldn't do it with me, you cunt, but you still peed yourself from pleasure!

" This was the first thing I said after fucking her twice, so I've never really believed a grown man's incessant chatter during sex. After all, love is about sex! Do you guys think I'm right?

Wang Ke seemed weak as she raised her head, the blush on her face still lingering. Her large, alluring eyes looked at me, her small hand pinching one of my breasts, and she uttered a sound that made me want to fuck her hard, even to death: "You big pervert, you big bad guy, you want to fuck me to death? I've been raped by you!" "I'm calling the police tomorrow. The filth you left in my cunt is the evidence! Humph!" To be honest, I'm not a very romantic person, or rather, even if I am, it's just an act. I'm very realistic and pragmatic. When I'm pursuing girls, I usually aim for a one-shot kill. If I don't succeed the first time, I usually don't try again. So, the women I've dated are rarely top-notch. But maybe I've been lucky and had a few really good ones, but because of my selfishness, I only ever dabble in them. Sometimes I hate this abnormal personality of mine, and sometimes I'm quite smug about it.

Back when I was in school, during summer vacation, I met 12 online friends in 20 days and slept with seven of them. I was incredibly arrogant in my circle of friends, bragging online. Even a boy who had just graduated from junior high school was a huge fan of mine. He brought his girlfriend to meet me and even gave her to me to play with. But this boy wasn't your average guy; he was ambitious and wanted to get ahead. My online name was the same as one of his so-called "big brothers," so he came to meet me, wanting to be with me. Actually, I was no big brother at all; I was just a student-turned-thug. After that meeting, I changed my phone number and deleted his number, knowing there would be trouble later, and I hate trouble. Later, this boy really did do quite well, acting like a big shot around here for a few years. But his arrogance didn't last long; he was arrested for serious assault.

Anyway, I'm not trying to brag about how great I was; I'm just reminiscing about the absurdity of my lost youth. Let's get back to the little slut Wang Ke I met that night; she's the real protagonist of this recollection!

That night, after we finished for the second time, I held Wang Ke's small body and chatted idly. After two rounds, the little slut became as docile as a sleepy kitten, curling up in my arms. Her hands caressed my chest and crotch, and of course, I wasn't one to take it lying down, so I returned the favor with my own sharp, rubbing hands.

During this break, I learned some information about Wang Ke. She was seventeen years old, and after graduating from junior high school, she paid to attend this vocational college, studying something related to economics. The girl named Yu Zhen, who was in the same major as her and also her roommate, was the same age and in a similar situation. She had also paid for her own way to attend a terrible vocational college after graduating from junior high school. It was even worse than the school I attended; at least I had taken the college entrance exam.

Wang Ke's family didn't live in the same city as me; they were from a neighboring city in the same province. That city was known for its beautiful women, but Wang Ke wasn't considered a beauty; at best, she was a rare slut. During our casual conversation, I learned that Wang Ke's parents were divorced, and she lived with her mother. According to her, her mother was a beautiful woman, and her father was a short and sleazy man. She said her height was inherited from her father, which made me very curious. How could someone as beautiful and charming as Wang Ke's mother marry such a sleazy man?

Later, I met Wang Ke's mother, and she really was a good-looking woman with a seductive aura—the kind of woman that makes men want to sleep with her. Wang Ke's sluttyness must have come from her mother! Thinking about it now, it's really funny. This little slut Wang Ke didn't inherit any good genes; she inherited her father's shortness and her mother's sluttyness.

From our conversation, I learned that she was thirteen when her parents divorced. Her father was some kind of old rogue and bachelor, though she wouldn't say it like that. This is what I deduced from her words, and later events proved me right. Her mother was quite the flirtatious woman back then, apparently very promiscuous in her youth, ruining her reputation and leaving her unwanted. Thinking back 20 years, people were generally more discerning then; a woman with a ruined reputation really had a hard time finding a good husband! Presumably, it was out of desperation that Yu Ke's mother married Wang Ke's father, thus giving birth to Wang Ke.

Heh, don't scold me, I know I'm talking nonsense, but what else can people do? Most people talk nonsense most of the time, don't they?

From Wang Ke, I learned that her mother was a brothel owner, running a massage parlor or something similar for prostitution. Later, through my interactions with Wang Ke, I learned that Wang Ke was telling the truth, because she was very knowledgeable about the jargon of prostitution, at least more so than I was. Of course, I never patronize prostitutes because my first love was one, so I have a deep psychological aversion to them!

I'm getting off-topic again. Thinking of this slut Wang Ke naturally brings to mind her far more sophisticated brothel owner mother, though that's just wishful thinking!

According to Wang Ke's own account, she lost her virginity at a classmate reunion when she was about to graduate from junior high school. The boy who produced her virginity was a classmate. According to Wang Ke, the boy ejaculated before penetration the first time, but since he was a virgin, he immediately became erect. On the second attempt, his penis successfully broke Wang Ke's hymen, but he also ejaculated.

Wang Ke said that although she hadn't actually done it herself, she had heard of and seen such things, since her mother was a brothel owner. I don't mean any discrimination, just stating the facts. She had witnessed the encounters between prostitutes and clients at her mother's massage parlor, and she must have always been curious. Apparently, the boy she slept with was incredibly handsome, but he wasn't very good in bed. After two more encounters, the boy still couldn't satisfy Wang Ke's horny nature. So, during the summer after graduating from junior high, Wang Ke worked at a fast-food restaurant and successfully seduced a colleague and a customer. She said she slept with each of them once, and the results were much better than with her boyfriend. I was her fourth and most successful one.

When she shamelessly compared me to her and declared me the strongest, I was incredibly aroused and filled with rage. Then, this little slut buried her face between my legs and took my penis in her mouth. This was giving me a real headache!

Chapter Three:

What is a slut? This is what a slut is. She doesn't need to be taught; she's born knowing. I could tell Wang Ke's blowjob technique was mediocre, even clumsy. She herself said it was her first time fully engaged and a complete attempt; before, she'd only done a perfunctory lick. Actually, I've never really liked oral sex; I feel like my penis is in danger. This feeling is strange; it seems I lack a sense of security. But when Wang Ke gave me oral sex, I didn't feel that way. On the contrary, it was incredibly stimulating. I still can't understand my own psychology. When I suggested going deeper, Wang Ke didn't hesitate and gave me a deep throat.

After a little guidance from me, Wang Ke's oral sex became much smoother. Oh, right, I haven't finished explaining what a slut is yet. Wang Ke, under my guidance, gave me a blowjob for a while, then turned her white, pert little buttocks towards me. Heh, it seems this little slut isn't one to suffer a loss. However, I was still a bit hesitant because I ejaculated inside her two times. After all, swallowing my own semen again is a bit hard for me to accept. I've never done that before; thinking about it, it's really hard to accept. So, I just symbolically kissed and caressed her white, perfunctory buttocks, using my fingers instead of my tongue.

Finger stimulation of a woman's body doesn't produce pleasure, but I enjoy it immensely; the sadistic feeling makes me very excited. While Wang Ke was giving me blowjobs, I used my fingers to dig into her cunt, and the semen I had ejaculated earlier was pushed out by her freshly secreted vaginal fluid. I must say, Wang Ke's cunt is absolutely top-notch. Perhaps it's because she's young or because she's a rare find, but almost no semen flowed out after ejaculation, showing how tight her cunt is. A woman's vagina is a wondrous thing. Semen can't flow out when it's trapped, but after a bit of caressing and teasing, it can accommodate one, two, or even three fingers. Without much love, there's little tenderness. When I tried to insert my fourth finger into Wang Ke's little cunt, she recoiled as if electrocuted.

"You want to tear me apart? Believe me, I'll break you!" Wang Ke turned around, drool dripping from her lips, and said to me. Then she straddled me and shoved my penis into her cunt.

"I'd like to, but your cunt is definitely tear-resistant," I replied, half-lying down and kneading Wang Ke's large, sexy breasts. After my penis was fully inside her, Wang Ke began to slowly and naturally move her hips. The incredibly seductive look on her face made me want to fuck her to death.

Wang Ke's small hands pressed against my chest, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid from her cunt, making it slippery. Her small hands rubbing against my chest made me want to laugh; I'm quite ticklish. Wang Ke seemed to have discovered my weakness, playfully moving towards my armpits and ribs. Realizing this, I immediately released my grip on her breasts to defend myself. I wrapped my arms around her back and buttocks, pressing her against me, and thrusting upwards quickly. My penis moved rapidly inside Wang Ke's vagina, like an engine with its throttle floored. Sure enough, Wang Ke's little movements were interrupted, and she immediately began to moan and groan.

Wang Ke's cries echoed in the room in the middle of the night, carrying an indescribable lewdness. She seemed to realize that being heard would be embarrassing. Wang Ke moved her mouth towards mine, but due to the height difference, this was a bit awkward. And I didn't want to kiss the mouth that had licked my penis, just like I didn't want to kiss a cunt that had ejaculated inside me. I pressed Wang Ke's head against my chest, making her lick the mixture left on my chest from her vagina. What does it mean to be a slut? Wang Ke offered no resistance whatsoever, not even a moment's mental preparation, and began to lick me deeply with her tongue. At that moment, my attention was overwhelmed by the pleasure in my lower body, and I was consumed by the stimulation within me. The itching in my chest became insignificant.

This is what a slut is like, a lovable slut. It's a pity that this slut isn't only slutty towards you, and at the time I didn't fully understand it. I was still somewhat moved, after all, is this what a woman doing on her first time is supposed to do!

I'm a skeptical person, so suspicious that I don't even trust myself. So even if I like someone, even if I'm moved, it's only for a fleeting moment. I'm like a fox crossing an icy river, slowly and cautiously moving forward, turning back at the slightest sign of trouble. It's this personality, this excessive suspicion, that has caused me to miss many opportunities—opportunities to pick up girls, opportunities to make money, and many more opportunities for regret!

Heh, I'm indulging again, no more lamenting. Fortunately, I'm not so suspicious and tentative anymore. After all, I'm not stupid; the more I lose, the more I learn to be wrong!

The third time we made love, I gave up the initiative, only playing along. I cooperated when Wang Ke was exhausted, letting desire run its course, and then enjoyed her active manipulation after she regained her strength.

The most primal pleasure, the most instinctive ecstasy, a sacred yet sordid act—it's so wondrous that it can unleash such immense energy from a small girl. We played intensely for about 20 minutes, until the little slut was exhausted. Her hands pressed against my chest, her buttocks dropped deeply, her pubic hair and penis pubic hair pressed tightly together intimately. Our genitals were joined in the most intimate way, my penis deeply embedded in Wang Ke's cunt. Wang Ke's small waist twisted and ground against me, this grinding sensation between the glans and cervix—I think it was the cervix, I'm not really sure—wasn't the direct, sweeping sensation of thrusting. It was a deep, gradual accumulation, a sensation that, once it reached a certain point, was uncontrollable, a pleasure that couldn't be suppressed by simply stopping. Even so, Wang Ke's strength was failing her. Her mouth, which hadn't stopped whimpering, gasped, "Bad boy, I'm out of energy, it's so itchy inside, um...it's your turn!" With that, Wang Ke's small body pressed completely against mine, her vagina clenching tightly, a suction deep inside that felt incredibly pleasurable. I

held Wang Ke's soft, fleshy body tightly, thrusting upwards with all my might, my penis rapidly moving in and out of her vagina, as if trying to pierce it. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed as Wang Ke's buttocks collided with my lower abdomen. And Wang Ke's little mouth let out another lewd moan!

I wonder if any of you feel the same way I do; when I ejaculate, I still prefer the traditional position. That moment of pressing a woman down and ejaculating gives me the greatest satisfaction, a kind of conquest or something else I can't quite describe! So I sat up, holding Wang Ke, and rolled over to pin her beneath me. I held her legs in my arms, and took her disproportionately large feet—the white athletic socks she'd removed during our second thrust—in my mouth. My penis penetrated her cunt again and again, fucking her hard and wide.

I have a bit of a foot fetish. When I was sexually naive, I read an article about women's feet, and ever since, I've kept the thought in my mind: a woman's beauty lies in her feet!

Although Wang Ke's feet weren't the most beautiful, and even somewhat ugly in comparison to her body proportions—a 1.48-meter-tall little girl with size 38 feet—I doubt you'd find them aesthetically pleasing!

But, but, but, it was precisely this disproportionate body that gave me a strange kind of pleasure, a deep, sadistic pleasure. Sometimes, what's alluring isn't the most beautiful, but the unconventional. That's how perversion comes about. I'm moved by my past perversion! And proud of it!

Wang Ke's cries grew uncontrollably with my vigorous movements. When she realized it, she bit her hand, making suppressed whimpering sounds. This was the best aphrodisiac, the clarion call for a fierce attack… So I lifted my hips, inhaled, and thrust with the fastest, most powerful movements.

Can you believe it? After the third attack, I didn't feel tired at all. It seems that humans' dominance on this planet is no accident; the body's adaptation is the best proof.

But it was just adaptation; the fatigue was merely hidden within the climax of pleasure. There were no extra words, not even any large movements. I turned to the side, letting my penis still linger in the cunt I adored, and held Wang Ke, this slut, tightly, kissing her red earlobe, eliciting soft murmurs from her.

During this tender moment, exhaustion surged in, and Wang Ke, the slut from the third assault, was already asleep in my arms. Her sleeping face lacked the wantonness of sex, replaced by a rare, childlike peace and purity. It was truly an extreme expression on her face!

When I woke up, Wang Ke was clinging to me like an octopus. My penis was completely limp, hanging limply in her pubic hair. I felt a bit of a urge to pee, so I quickly threw on some clothes to cover myself and went to the toilet. It was a small hotel, without a private bathroom. I'm sure many of you have stayed in those kinds of guesthouses near universities. Back then, you didn't need an ID card to register, but now even those kinds of guesthouses require ID registration, right?

Anyway, let's get back to that night. The room was bright but quiet, the light was on, because the source of the noise was fast asleep. I opened and closed the door gently; after all, I'd already slept with her three times, so a little consideration was necessary. After closing the door, I stood outside. Faint moans came from the next room. Because I was familiar with that sound, I knew what it was without hesitation. And the person staying next door was Wang Ke's classmate, Pang Zhen! She was alone... Could it be...? I found it very exciting, so I quietly approached her door. Sure enough, there were intermittent moans, though she tried to suppress them, but the soundproofing in this rather low-end hotel was predictably poor.

Humans are strange like that. If you have a woman you enjoy in your arms, and there's another woman beside you, you'll probably have all sorts of fantasies. I don't deny having those thoughts, and I almost acted on them. I almost tried to pry open the door from which the moans were coming, but I held back in the end. After all, it wouldn't look good to be caught. Besides, I liked the feeling of stealing, or rather, the tension and excitement before stealing.

I eavesdropped for a while, and my bloated bladder was put to the test. I rushed to the toilet and relieved myself. It felt so damn good, even better than fucking.

When I returned to my room, I didn't deliberately linger near Wang Ke's or Yu Zhen's door, but I didn't hear any more moans. I guess my footsteps were a bit too heavy when I rushed to the toilet, disturbing the young girl's masturbation.

I opened the door and went in. Wang Ke was already awake, probably because she needed to pee. After all, many women need to go to the bathroom after sex, especially since I'd done this to her three times.

Wang Ke was still sleepy, her expression incredibly cute. Some women are just so extreme; two or more extremes can coexist on one face and in one person's heart. Wang Ke sat on the bed with her arms outstretched, mumbling, "Husband, hug me!" Like I said, this is what you call a slut. This is what it means to be promiscuous. But tonight, Wang Ke was relatively innocent, after all, I was only her fourth man. However, after tonight, she'd basically be promiscuous. Maybe it's my fault, but I think I'm just an existence; even without me, there are others.

I hugged Wang Ke's small body and gently kissed her forehead, saying, "Baby, couldn't hold your pee?"

Wang Ke lightly punched my shoulder with her little fist, pouting and saying in a deliberately affected voice, "You rascal, why are you so direct!" I pinched her little nose and said, "Go ahead and pee, so guessing you need to pee makes you a pervert? What do you call peeing then?" Wang Ke didn't know where the toilet was, so I reluctantly took her there. Wang Ke squatted in the toilet, the door open, and I didn't look away, staring directly at her crotch. Although the light was on, I couldn't see clearly, and besides, her cunt had so much hair. "You pervert, what's so interesting about a girl peeing? Get away, I can't pee with you here." Wang Ke's face turned a little red, I didn't know if it was from needing to pee or from shyness, I preferred to believe the latter. Surely, no matter how promiscuous a seventeen-year-old girl like Wang Ke was, she wouldn't pee in front of a boy!

Seeing that I ignored her and was still staring at her crotch, the little slut spoke in that lewd voice again, saying something I really forgot, nothing more than calling me a pervert, telling me to go away, and then begging me to leave. But I ignored her and kept staring at her. Actually, I haven't seen a woman pee since I became an adult, and I'm very curious. I really want to see how women pee.

Chapter Four:

I don't know if my friends have the desire to watch women pee, but I do, so I'm a pervert again. But perverts are always very exciting, aren't they?

Next, I got closer to Wang Ke, who was squatting there, looking like a perverted lecher. In a very lewd tone, I said, "How about I help you?" Before she could answer, I bent down and hugged Wang Ke's small body, picked her up, and held her up to the toilet like I was helping a child pee, saying in her ear, "Baby, does this make it pee?" Then I chuckled lewdly. Wang Ke was genuinely shy at this moment, her face so red it made me want to bite her. My lips felt the heat of her earlobe against her equally red and glistening skin.

"Hey, put me down! You pervert, put me down..." Wang Ke reacted, kicking her legs wildly, her small body writhing in my arms.

My penis hardened again; perverted behavior was always so stimulating. "Don't yell, you'll wake others up. If someone sees you, won't you be ashamed? Hurry up and pee, I'm hard again. If you don't pee, I'll fuck you right here!" I said domineeringly. It was the truth; I really had the urge to penetrate her in this urination position right there in the toilet.

Wang Ke still peed, the stream of urine not shooting into the latrine, but splashing onto the ground beside her. Her urine was colorless, looking like water, not the yellowish color described in many novels. I guess it was because I had fucked her several times and my desire had subsided!? I was happy to think so.

She peed for a while, dribbling and leaking. The little slut must have been bursting to hold it in? Or perhaps this shameful position left her wanting more? While she was urinating, I could feel her tension as I supported her thighs. When she tensed up, the pee would stop, but when she relaxed, it would start trickling out again. It was this perverted behavior that was driving me wild. I mustered my courage and carried Wang Ke, still dripping with pee, towards the room. She struggled, trying to say something, but I turned and swept her into my arms, silencing her and preventing her from uttering any curses.

Now that I think about it, I realize I'm more interested in petite women than tall, large ones. Even my current wife is petite, though her breasts are tiny, nothing like Wang Ke's big tits! Perhaps this is because of my deep-seated male chauvinism? Or maybe it's a deep-seated insecurity? I'm sure I've had those experiences. I've dated some tall, big girls, which wasn't bad, but I still felt something was missing—the thrill of holding them in my arms and doing whatever I wanted. I've also dated chubby girls, but most of the time I just wanted to torture them.

Sorry, I'm getting off-topic again. I'm just a capricious person, so I can't write anything substantial. I can only record my absurd experiences in this rambling, unembellished way. If you don't like it, you can leave, you can curse me, I don't care!

Let's get back to that night after Mid-Autumn Festival. I carried the petite Wang Ke back to the room, my mouth never leaving hers. I hooked the door shut with my foot, threw Wang Ke on the bed, and pounced on her like a hungry tiger. I buried my head between her legs, smelling the lingering urine from her cunt. It was pungent, with some urine droplets still clinging to her long, dark pubic hair. I stuck out my tongue and lightly licked it. Heh, what's that taste? What else could it taste like? Astringent and a little salty. Anyone who calls it nectar can drink urine from now on.

Humans are strange creatures. Sometimes, even someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder can do very unhygienic things. When people shed their facades, they're all pretty much the same. I always wondered what others were doing and how they would act, but later I realized they were all pretty much the same, the only difference being the pretense of their initial reasons. The

lingering scent of Wang Ke's urine in her cunt thoroughly stimulated my lust. My penis swelled like never before, rock hard. I didn't mount her, but instead used the scent of her cunt to further arouse my desire until it became uncontrollable. Only then could I be more unrestrained, more uninhibited, that would be true passion, that would be naked lust.

Licking Wang Ke's vulva between her legs was an indescribable thrill. I felt both ashamed and angry at this stimulation. I stretched out my long tongue, roaming aimlessly yet purposefully, not missing a single erogenous spot. This elicited long, shrill cries from Wang Ke. The sounds coming from her mouth were no longer moans, but the most primal, beastly sounds—truly indescribable. I imagine the whole hotel could hear them, and indeed they did. Later, the guys I shared a room with asked about it, and these guys, openly or secretly, all became Wang Ke's lovers!

But what was even more unimaginable was that Wang Ke's cries attracted and stimulated Yu Zhen, my classmate next door. During our fourth time having sex, Wang Ke and I turned fucking into an art form. We lost all restraint, completely indulging our humanity. A distorted psychology influenced me, while Wang Ke was enjoying it, truly enjoying it. I suppose she also had a wanton heart! After all, her living environment and experiences were rather unusual!

Our fourth time together took a long time. Aside from the initial rush of penetration, we both tacitly calmed down, constantly shifting between any possible positions, pausing to lick each other, until desire took over again, leading to another union. Because we were more relaxed now, I engaged in shameless and brazen verbal exchanges with Wang Ke, exchanges that only fueled our lust.

While inside her, I fell in love with her, but when my semen shot onto her beautiful face, onto her high, firm breasts, and when I saw her lick the milky white fluid from her lips, I felt disgusted.

When she said, "You're the best person I've ever met," I felt a surge of loathing.

Really, I felt disgust. Was it a compliment? Or mockery? And afterwards, my suspicions proved correct. She didn't love me, or even anyone. She was a complete slut. If she had to say what she loved, it would be herself, just as I loved myself most!

As I leaned against the headboard, smoking, it was already quite early, almost dawn. I casually steered the conversation towards Wang Ke's classmate, Yu Zhen, but Wang Ke shrewdly picked up on something. Undeniably, she was a smart girl, even excessively so!

"Honey, you're not already thinking about my classmate right after we finished, are you?" "No, I just heard some noises coming from her room when I was in the bathroom, and I was just curious!" I didn't bother to hide it anymore; there was no need.

"Hmph, you say you're not? If you're not thinking about her, what business is it of yours whether she makes noises or not?" Wang Ke pinched my chest. "You

little slut, can I understand why you're jealous? Oh…no wonder, she seems taller and prettier than you." I deliberately provoked Wang Ke.

But what I never expected was that Wang Ke was actually provoked, and even took revenge on Yu Zhen later because of my words. You might ask why she took revenge on Yu Zhen and not me? So all I can say is that Yu Zhen is really naive. She's completely trusting of Wang Ke as a friend and doesn't think Wang Ke is jealous of her. Wang Ke didn't retaliate against me because she didn't have the chance. I didn't give her that opportunity. After she slept with another man after me, I immediately denied our relationship, even denying that I'd ever slept with her. Undeniably, my choice was right. She's such a troublemaker!

Hehe, I'm getting off-topic. That's all hindsight, another story. Actually, even talking about Yu Zhen is another story, since I didn't get to sleep with her that night!

When Wang Ke heard me say that Yu Zhen was taller and prettier than her, she was genuinely unhappy. That's just how women are; I wasn't surprised at all. Wang Ke pulled away from my embrace, turned around, and angrily covered her head. I pretended not to see and continued smoking and resting. Heh, I really need to rest. Four times already. If it were now, I wouldn't even be able to get hard anymore, and I might even be exhausted!

Not long after, Wang Ke turned around again angrily, grabbed my arm, and asked me, "Do you want to fuck her?" I pretended to be naive and feigned surprise, saying, "Fuck who? Isn't a little slut like you enough for me to fuck?" "Ugh, don't give me that. I know what a man like you is thinking." Wang Ke looked disdainful.

"What do you mean, a man like me? What's wrong with me? I'm still blinded by you, even willing to break the law!" I flattered her.

"Oh? You know about breaking the law? I almost forgot! Tomorrow I'll take your filth and report you for rape!" Wang Ke buried her face in my chest and said.

"Mutual rape, mutual rape... You're pretty slutty too, it's too unfair to accuse me of rape, it makes you sound like a slut!" I reached for Wang Ke's big breasts, squeezing and kneading them forcefully.

"You're the idiot, you're still half-conscious, a hooligan, a pervert, a... stud pig..." Wang Ke stammered, probably still somewhat nostalgic about tonight's madness! "

Hehe, thanks for the compliment, that's the best compliment for me! My little brother can't take it!" I lied, the feel of her big breasts was really nice.

Chapter Five

Memories are sometimes like a knife, slowly piercing your heart, making you itch with pain. As I type these words, I can't help but feel that people really do change. The carefree me of the past, so carefree that I was ruthless after getting my dick out, now feels ashamed and guilty.

Or perhaps what people fear most is thinking. As long as you think, some things will eventually become clear. But understanding isn't necessarily a good thing, it's a shackle. I think I can never go back to that kind of mentality I used to have. This is the cage that time and reflection bring!

But when the fault isn't mine, I really won't bear the consequences. For Wang Ke, the fault really wasn't mine. Do you believe it? You don't, right? But disbelief is also a fact!

Let's go back to that night.

"Hey, by the way, honey, is your buddy your classmate? Does he have a girlfriend?" Wang Ke asked me out of the blue, leaving me stunned.

"No, he just broke up. His girlfriend is from the streets, works as a waitress at a karaoke bar. They don't like my buddy being with this girl. They just broke up. What? You have feelings for her?" I felt really uncomfortable, after all, she was snuggling in my arms asking another man.

"That's perfect! Introduce me to her! If you're going to introduce me to her, I'll send my classmate to your bed!" Wang Ke said casually, but I was utterly shocked. Shamelessness can be like this! A

pervasive disgust invaded my heart. I suddenly felt that the delicate body in my arms wasn't a lovely beauty, but a cold, venomous snake.

"You call me 'husband,' and then I'll introduce you to a man to be your boyfriend, as a thank you for giving your best friend to the 'husband' you're currently holding! Darling, do you think that's appropriate?" I squinted, staring intently at Wang Ke in my arms.

"Tch, don't give me that crap. Don't tell me you've never had a one-night stand? Trying to act like an innocent little boy with me?" Yu Ke said disdainfully, her hand tracing my chest.

I felt a surge of anger and sorrow. Suddenly, I felt the girl in my arms was filthy, filthy than those prostitutes who would sleep with anyone for money. This filth was suffocating, nauseating. I took a deep breath, calmed myself, and said softly, "Ke Ke, what if I said I like you?" "Oh my god, are you serious? You don't actually like me, do you? Hehe… Sorry, you're not my type!" Wang Ke said, looking completely bewildered. What

could I say? Just a tool? How much tenderness did I actually have for her? A crow and a black crow, aren't they both birds?

By this point in the conversation, I had completely lost interest. I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and my mind was filled with the image of our recent intercourse—a dreamlike, unreal experience. Undeniably, I'm a bastard, but at least a bastard with a conscience and some principles. A voice inside me kept telling me that people aren't all that shameless.

You might ask, did you introduce your friend to this slut? Ha, please don't be so naive. Did I need to introduce her? It's easy for a woman to pursue a man, and as for my buddy, smart friends probably know what kind of person he is. They said his girlfriend wasn't good, so he broke up with her. How much of a mind of his own can he have?

Ha, perhaps smart friends have already guessed why they objected, not us. Yes, I didn't object to my buddy dating that KTV waitress, even though she was from the working world and we were all students at the time. But that girl really was just a waitress; she only changed after my buddy dumped her!

Some might say, "Why don't you just ignore it and let Wang Ke pursue your buddy? Why bother?" Here I must admit, I was selfish. After all, what about Wang Ke's promise? Although I think she's shameless, I won't do anything without benefit. Besides, introducing her to someone would be a denial of our relationship, and I know she understands. Smart girls are truly terrifying!

Or perhaps a smart friend has noticed that when I talked to Wang Ke, I wasn't testing her; I genuinely liked her a little. Of course, even this liking is a distorted and inexplicable one. Just like my liking for petite lolis—that's just a product of a certain period. Now, I like tall, large, and plump mature women, again without explanation. I used to like looking at a woman's face; now I like looking at a woman's buttocks. Before, the woman's vagina had to be light-colored and have a mild scent to be considered top-quality. Now, I don't focus on visual enjoyment anymore; I prioritize practical enjoyment. Talking about this is kind of boring, isn't it? Actually, I think it's boring too. Who would bother typing away on a keyboard if they weren't bored?

I've been acting a bit crazy lately. I stumbled upon a book called *A Brief History of Time*, read a bit, but couldn't understand it; it gave me a headache. Looks like my level is only good enough for reading erotic novels. However, I vaguely sensed some truth in it, at least regarding Wang Ke and this particular situation. Of course, that's not important. I was just a passerby in her life, and she was just a passerby in mine. The only thing is that the pleasure of that night was joyful in our memories, and those five intense sexual encounters are unforgettable. I suppose she won't forget them either, right?

Heh, you figured it out? Yes, five times. The fifth time was when I woke up at dawn. Anyone who's been to a third-rate university knows that you generally don't get up in the morning unless you have essential classes. Besides, we'd had too much fun the night before.

When I woke up, my penis was hard. My time was messed up, my biological clock was messed up, and my morning erection became an afternoon erection. Maybe it was because I needed to pee. Thinking back, I was young then, and my desires were strong. Wang Ke slept soundly, her face innocent and pure, showing no trace of the night's debauchery. Her skin was snow-white, almost flawless, and her round breasts looked firm even while lying down. Thick pubic hair clumped together, a testament to last night's madness. Her vulva wasn't visible, not because it was deliberately concealed, but because the hair was so abundant and long. Gazing at this delicate body, my already erect penis hardened even more.

Actually, I personally pay quite a bit of attention to health and wellness, though sometimes it's just empty talk, sometimes self-deception. But at least I have some basic understanding, like the saying that smoking before meals, drinking after meals, and lust at dawn are all harmful to health, or that one person shouldn't drink, two people shouldn't gamble, and three people shouldn't get into trouble. I tend to believe in these things. But looking at Wang Ke's small body now, I couldn't control myself. I hate this feeling; this involuntary, irrational urge is something I really dislike.

That's how people are often; they know they shouldn't do something but still eagerly try it. I've always believed that harming others should benefit oneself; if it doesn't benefit oneself, I generally won't do it. Clearly, that day in bed, I did something that harmed both myself and others. Wang Ke, though promiscuous, is still young and inexperienced. Such intense desire must have been a first for her. After four times, she was exhausted, and so was I. What sustained me was the novelty of the female body, and the conquering desire stemming from my inner male chauvinism. I caressed Wang Ke's delicate body. Wang Ke twitched her lips, frowned, turned over, and fell asleep again. I leaned in and gently licked her earlobe, my large hands trying to grasp her large breasts, but I couldn't. Wang Ke muttered "I hate you," clearly exhausted.

People are actually quite hypocritical. I don't deny that there are people of high moral character, but I'm not one. Even my gentleness and thoughtfulness seem hypocritical to myself. Romance is a strange thing; in my eyes, what I consider romantic is romantic, even eating feces is romantic. When I'm unhappy, no matter how elegant or romantic the atmosphere, it's all in vain. I'm proud of my honesty here, after all, I'm much better than some hypocrites!

Wang Ke was finally woken up by me. Before she woke up, her vagina was already soaking wet from the combined efforts of my fingers and tongue. The pubic hair on her labia majora was messy, and her labia minora were quite swollen. The engorgement added to the lewdness, and her erect clitoris was glistening pink, making one's mouth water.

When my penis entered Wang Ke's cunt, I trembled with pleasure. It was tight and slippery, and I felt her vagina was tighter than it had been at night. I didn't realize it then, but later, when I read the line from the movie *The Young Woman Bai Jie of the Apocalypse Jackal*, where the high school prostitute Xiao Jing says, "Of course it's tight when it's swollen," I finally understood the brilliance and obscenity of that statement.

When I entered her, Wang Ke was like a docile kitten, her eyes slightly closed, her lips parted in soft moans, her face flushed and her expression alluring. I didn't rush in impulsively; after all, I'm not a virgin anymore. Although I did some very virgin-like things last night, it proved I'm still a young man, and that Wang Ke, this little bitch, is indeed a tempting sight!

Actually, I'm reluctant to call the women I've slept with this, but I'm telling the truth: she's a bitch. Maybe not before, but after that night, after she met me, after we met our group, and then the extended group, she became a public bus that almost anyone could get on, mostly for free, and she seemed to enjoy it.

Let me keep my memories going back to before that day; after all, the girl who writhed beneath me was relatively clean and innocent! I often wonder if Wang Ke's promiscuity has anything to do with me? I don't deny that there's some connection, but I was just a trigger. Without me, in other times, places, and people, the same thing would have happened—it's unavoidable!

Half-lying on Wang Ke's small body, I gradually increased the speed, from gentle to rough, from tentative to full-on assault. I thoroughly enjoyed this process. As the fifth thrust neared its climax, Wang Ke covered her mouth with her long hair, suppressing soft moans, but her little buttocks would occasionally retaliate, thrusting against me in protest. I felt the temperature inside Wang Ke's vagina rising, the secretion of vaginal fluid increasing—a warmth and wetness I hadn't experienced in the previous four thrusts. Curious, I pulled back slightly, straightened up, and looked down at our point of contact.

Blood! Wang Ke's vagina was warm and wet because of bleeding. Was it her period, or was she bleeding from it? I stopped, wanting to pull out my penis, but Wang Ke, with half-closed eyes, thrust her buttocks towards my penis. I said, "Are you having your period, or is your virginity not completely broken? Why is there so much blood?"

Hearing me say that, Wang Ke opened her eyes and got up to check. After touching herself, she said that her period had just ended a few days ago. I used some tissues to wipe the blood around her vulva and also cleaned the blood off my penis. Wang Ke said, "Honey, you're so amazing! You've broken my little sister! You really wanted to fuck me to death, you scoundrel!" I was speechless, but I felt a strange mix of excitement and disgust. I didn't say anything, but leaned down and kissed Wang Ke's lips. After a series of wet kisses, I excitedly said, "Little slut, does this count as taking your virginity again?!" Wang Ke didn't seem to feel any pain. She excitedly wrapped her arms around my neck and said in a sweet, seductive voice, "Honey, this is my first time. You have to be gentle!" The demon inside me was awakened. As an adult man, I knew some basic hygiene and should have stopped now, not continued for the sake of momentary pleasure and lust. But at that moment, I couldn't suppress the demon. When my penis entered Wang Ke's bloodied vagina again, I was truly excited. I held her petite body, my chest pressed against her large breasts, my mouth attacking hers, lips meeting lips, tongues entwining. Wang Ke's fair legs wrapped tightly around my thighs, bringing us to the most intimate distance. I slowly withdrew, then slowly and forcefully thrust in again. At

that moment, I truly loved her, truly adored her. That bloodied possession also revealed a distorted emotion, a perverse desire. When I ejaculated deep inside Wang Ke's vagina, I even wanted to get this seventeen-year-old girl pregnant, to have her child give birth to children.

Of course, she wasn't pregnant. After all, science is quite reliable; the chances are small, practically impossible. She had just finished her period a few days ago, so there was no high probability of ovulation. Therefore, the idea of getting her pregnant was just a fantasy born of my passion!

Wang Ke reached her peak of excitement the same time I ejaculated inside her. She clung tightly to me, her mouth uttering hoarse, incoherent words. When my semen entered her cunt, she experienced a brief moment of dizziness; her expression was truly endearing. When is a woman most beautiful? During orgasm, perhaps? At that moment, I thought she was beautiful!

The story ends here. The passion of that one-night stand remains forever in my memory. Although things didn't go as planned afterward, that's another story. I don't know if I need to continue reminiscing, as it was a very frustrating experience, and I was no longer a participant, but merely an observer or passerby.

After our fifth time, we remained silent for a long time, just embracing each other, our sweat sticking together. The close contact couldn't bridge the distance between our hearts. Perhaps sometimes love and lust are separate, at least that's how Yu Ke saw it. When we'd rested enough, and were getting tired of our intimacy, we leaned against the headboard and chatted idly. Wang Ke brought up the old story again, asking me to introduce her friend, Yu Zhen, to my bed in exchange.

Hearing Wang Ke say this made me really annoyed. I really wanted to grab her shoulders, look her in the eyes, and ask her in a ridiculous way why. But I didn't. Instead, I suppressed my disappointment and pretended to be nonchalant. As a selfish man, I even gave her breasts a hard squeeze with my big hand, saying, "I hope some man fucks your cunt to death!"

"Ouch, be gentle, it hurts! Hehe, you're not jealous because you can't bear to part with me, are you?!" Wang Ke's smile was laced with lewdness and allure. I was speechless, but I also honestly admitted to feeling a little jealous. After all, we had just been intimate, and she was still clinging to me, acting all coquettish.

After my half-hearted admission, Wang Ke didn't seem to care at all. She ran her fingers across my chest, making me feel ticklish, but I had no desire to do it again. I was just too tired.

"Come on, from adding you on social media to sleeping with you, don't I know you? You have a girlfriend, you're just playing around with me. Why are you two-timing me? I think your buddy is different from you, much more reliable, a much more secure boyfriend! Hehe… Am I right?" Wang Ke said in that flirtatious tone.

Undeniably, Wang Ke was right. My buddy was more secure than me. My purpose in getting to know her was to sleep with her. I couldn't possibly break up with my girlfriend for her, even though I got more satisfaction in bed than with my girlfriend.

Losing interest in conversation, Wang Ke seemed a little sour inside. Perhaps I hadn't said anything about her being better than my girlfriend, or about breaking up with her to be with her. Wang Ke also lost the desire to speak, simply lying quietly against my chest. I suppressed my inner turmoil, thinking that I would cut ties with her after today. I didn't want to get entangled with this kind of woman, no matter how wonderful the physical pleasure, I didn't want to ruin my reputation or disrupt the rules of my life for such things.

Until now, until recently when I encountered the term "scheming girl" online, I realized that Wang Ke was the legendary scheming girl—appearing kind and gentle on the surface, but harboring wicked thoughts or cunning schemes; many unbelievable things were embodied in her.

Perhaps some female friends will read this and scold me, saying that every man is a bad thing, calling me "darling," "sweetheart," and then slapping me and calling me a shameless bitch afterward. Undeniably, this is men's fault. I won't argue; I think admitting it is a form of apology or repentance.

I won't argue. I just want to say that a selfish person's first thought is to protect themselves. Like the character Louis Koo played in the movie *Drug War*, which I recently watched, he perfectly embodied the spirit of "I'd rather betray the world than let the world down." Many times, I use reason to be selfish, to protect myself,

and to treat society with a conscience that hasn't been extinguished. I think my character is lacking, but I've truly protected myself well. What can I do if I can't even protect myself? Heh… how petty, isn't it? I said I wouldn't argue, but I'm explaining again! Enough rambling, back to the story. My one-night stand with Wang Ke ended in five whirlwind encounters. After getting up and washing, I called her classmate Yu Zhen, and we found a nice restaurant for a meal. While eating, I went to the pharmacy to consult a doctor and bought emergency contraception, anti-inflammatory drugs, and cleansing solutions. On the way back to school, I secretly slipped them to Wang Ke. She smiled at me, a lewd yet sweet smile. Yu Zhen deliberately avoided contact between me and Wang Ke, pretending not to see.

Just one week after that day, Wang Ke became my buddy's girlfriend. I repeatedly told her...

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