Long-legged, big-breasted Meng the Fox (The End)

"In the North, there is a beautiful woman, peerless and independent." This was the first time I praised her on WeChat. I genuinely thought this girl was beautiful, sexy, and had an amazing figure. At 177cm tall, with 36E breasts and a butt perfectly proportioned for an Asian. Many people say she's had plastic surgery and breast augmentation, but I actually knew her when she was in university. While she wasn't as stunning as she is now, she was already very beautiful back then, even though she was still quite young. Especially at 177cm, many boys felt inferior walking next to her. Even then, her breasts were already quite large, a captivating D-cup. Over the years, like other young models, she took photoshoots, including revealing ones, and gradually gained fame, starting to take on various events. Auto shows and nightclubs were their stage. How could the men in the audience resist a 177cm tall, long-legged, big-breasted goddess wearing various sexy deep-V dresses and bikinis at auto shows and nightclubs? Many people secretly fantasize about her; her legs, her breasts, her face—they're all so alluring.

Fox, whose real name is Meng Yini, is from Shenyang. Girls from Northeast China are generally tall and beautiful. I met Fox during my sophomore year of college. She was studying acting, and I was studying directing. We weren't in the same department. Back then, although she was very pretty, she wasn't quite at the level of the class beauty or the school beauty; there was a significant difference compared to now. We directing students all had a dream: to become directors when we grew up, and once we were famous, we could sexually harass female celebrities, or even have some pretty girls actively throwing themselves at us.

Because we were constantly in contact with cameras, I naturally joined a club. I was an ostracized member of the club; most of the members were sleazy-looking and dishonest guys. But in today's trendy terms, I was the "little fresh meat" type; many female fans now call me their "male god." My 180cm height and handsome looks have captivated countless girls. Every time a girl from our club asks me to take photos, she specifically requests me. Even when we do part-time work for events, they always ask me. Over time, I've gained a little notoriety at school. Some scheming girls actively throw themselves at me, using solo photoshoots as an excuse to have me take some revealing photos of them. Every time I get excited, their suggestive actions and words make me take advantage of them on the spot. Young people are all just looking for fun; everyone gets to have some fun, so why not?
Girls love beauty and want to be famous, especially those studying acting. Some become famous based on their looks and figures, while others rely on sugar daddies or rich kids for fame. The most typical example is Gulnazar, who before becoming famous was a plaything kept by a rich kid, but nobody knew her until she was discarded after being used. Later, she became famous during the Beijing Film Academy entrance exams because of her stunning looks.

For a while, Meng Fox kept asking me to take photos of her, just some sexy pictures, nothing like those manipulative "green tea bitches." She was a very quiet and well-behaved girl, and she sent all the photos I took of her to various magazines. Because she wasn't famous, she wasn't hired. Some executives from smaller magazines told her that she could be used after sleeping with them twice, that being kept meant she wouldn't have to worry about anything. She remembered those companies but never contacted them again. Finally, one day, she couldn't take it anymore. She felt very disappointed, felt useless, but didn't want to sell herself. She grew up in a single-parent family and knew how hard her mother had worked to raise her, so she always worked part-time, earning only a little money each time. She just wanted to find a bigger company so she could earn more and her mother wouldn't have to work so hard.

We met that evening at a nicely decorated restaurant; the upstairs were guest rooms, and the downstairs was a restaurant. This time, she wasn't there for a photoshoot; she came with red eyes, as if she had been crying for a long time. Since we had known each other for a long time and were considered ordinary friends, of course, a pretty girl would definitely have some feelings for her, and we had occasionally eaten together. I can't stand seeing girls cry, so I tried to comfort her, but she cried even harder, clinging to me so tightly that my shirt was soaked. I was caught off guard and could only pat her back and listen to her sob as she told her story. When we ordered, I pulled her arms away from me, and we all sat up straight. We drank a lot of alcohol until closing time, listening to her recount her life story and her hardships. We didn't eat much, but we drank a lot. We all share apartments, and going back so late meant everyone would be asleep. Besides, taking a drunk girl home so late at night would probably make me a laughingstock. My immediate thought was to get her a room, since there were guest rooms upstairs. I carried her to the bed, took off her high heels, covered her with a blanket, and was just about to turn and leave when a deafening clap of thunder, like a bomb exploding, followed by a torrential downpour.

"Don't go, I'm scared," she cried, looking at me pitifully like a frightened child, awakened by the thunder.

"You're so old and still afraid of thunder?" I asked her with a smile.

"My mom always lulled me to sleep when it thundered since I was little. I lived with a lot of girls in the same house, and I was always scared when

I was alone. I'm afraid of thunder, afraid of what's happened these days." She must have been under a lot of pressure, and with the alcohol on her lips, she was crying her eyes out. Then she asked, "Can I hug you?" "Of course, it would be my pleasure." I reached out and hugged her, letting her feel the warmth of my broad arms and chest against my chest. We remained silent like that, but every time there was thunder, she would be startled and hug me even tighter, and her screams of fright were heart-wrenching.

I felt her trembling slightly, as if she was very nervous. Finally, she said, "Brother Li, I like you, I like you so much." She was talking nonsense, and the saying that alcohol emboldens people is really true. Before, I had only noticed her glancing at me secretly, nothing else.

"Silly girl, you've had too much to drink, haven't you? What are you saying? The thunder is over, go to sleep, everything will be better when you wake up tomorrow." I patted her head in my arms.

"No, I'm not drunk. I've often seen you surrounded by all sorts of beautiful women, and I know you look down on me. I'm not as pretty as them, and I don't know how to seduce them, so I've never dared to tell you. Today I have to say it. I like you." She spoke loudly, almost like she was drunk, which startled me.

"How could that be? You're very beautiful, silly girl." I said helplessly.

"Then take me today. I want to give myself to you like they do. Please cherish me." She closed her eyes and raised her head.

"You're different from them. You're a good girl, Yi Ni. I don't want to hurt you. If you had acted like this before today, I would have already done it. But I can't now. You'll regret it." Ever since I learned about her family situation, I've felt a deep respect for this girl. She's really had a tough life. Besides, I have plenty of women; I know all sorts of tricks. I can't hurt her.

"In the end, you just don't like me. You see me as one of those bad girls. I'll be the bad girl. Take me, and I won't regret it." She raised her head, finally stopping her tears from falling.

I tilted my head and kissed her lips. She responded passionately, but her response was rather awkward; she only seemed to know how to entwine her tongue with mine. I gently sucked on the tip of her tongue, biting it lightly with my teeth, swallowing her sweet saliva. Then my hands wandered to her magnificent breasts; the 36D cup size was already incredibly arousing even just touching them through her clothes. She didn't stop my hands from climbing her breasts; instead, she grabbed my hands and rubbed them. I simply lifted her clothes and unhooked her bra. A milky fragrance wafted towards me, and a pair of soft, firm, white breasts bounced out, jiggling slightly—truly a pair of exquisite weapons. I abandoned her sweet lips and bit into one of her pink nipples. The nipples were quite firm, and I couldn't resist grabbing one breast in each hand and kneading them. The gentle kneading gradually turned into vigorous rubbing. Her breasts, being violated like this for the first time by an outsider, twisted her body, both shy and joyful. My mouth moved downwards, playing with her breasts, licking her body with my tongue. I licked her long, beautiful legs—long, straight, and fleshy. Like a voracious dog devouring its prey, I licked every inch from her thighs to her feet.

Finally, we reached the mysterious forest, lush and verdant. She shyly covered that untouched area with her hands.
"Little darling, since you're willing to give yourself to me, enjoy it to the fullest." I pulled away her hands, took off my pants and underwear, and let her grasp my penis, guiding her to begin stroking it back and forth. The sudden appearance of an ugly penis startled her.

"So ugly, so big, so scary. Why is it spitting out water?" Following her instructions, she slowly manipulated it, but I felt very comfortable, and my glans produced a sticky fluid.

"Don't underestimate it just because it's ugly. Once you know how powerful it is, you'll love it. Lick it for me." I had her lie on top of me, and in a 69 position, I used my tongue to spread her labia, sucking and biting with my mouth, making her clench her thighs incessantly from the itch. She seemed unwilling to give me oral sex, and she didn't know how, so I didn't force her. After all, the women I had sex with were all willing to do whatever they wanted. I let her use her hand to do it, and after a while, her hand got tired, so she stopped. My tongue skillfully stirred inside her, like a dragon in a river licking a love bean, and a gush of vaginal fluid spurted out, spraying my face with love juice. She was so sensitive; she orgasmed just from my tongue. I knew it was time to get down to business.

"My lovely baby, does it feel good?" I gently massaged her breasts.

"Mmm...so good..." She lowered her head shyly, her face flushed, whether from embarrassment or a flushed face, it was hard to tell.
"Yini, you charming little vixen. I'll call you Fox from now on?"

"Mmm..."

"Fox, I'm going in now. It'll hurt a little at first, but it'll get better slowly. Just say so if it hurts, and I'll stop. I'll be very gentle." She lay on the bed, and I positioned her legs in an M-shape, my glans rubbing against the outside of her vagina, coated with some of her vaginal fluid from her orgasm, perfect for lubrication.

"Mmm...I'm ready...come on, Brother Li...take me...let me be your woman."
I didn't dare to go all out like I did with other green tea bitches; this was Fox's first time. I didn't want to leave her traumatized by sex. I aimed at her vagina and rubbed in. So tight, it only enveloped the glans before it was difficult to go any further. I moved gently while asking her, and after she agreed, I went in halfway. The warm and tight walls enveloped the glans and half of my penis, and I felt so good that my glans was about to be snapped off. The original was really powerful. As I went in a little further, a thin barrier blocked my way—her hymen.

"Fox, bear with it, it'll hurt a lot now. But it'll feel good afterwards, trust me?" I was eager to try, ready to take her down in one go.

"Mmm... I'm so full... Hurry up..."

I thrust hard, breaking her body that she had cherished for 19 years. "Ouch... It hurts... You're lying... No... It's too big..." Losing one's virginity is so troublesome. A girl's first time is like this; if it hurts, she doesn't want it anymore and wants you to take it out. It's only 18 centimeters long, and I don't know what to say about letting a girl try it for the first time. If I say it's good, I'll bring her pleasure; if I say it's bad, her first time will be torn apart.

"Bear with it, it won't hurt anymore. Why would I lie to you?" Now it seems like I'm the one who tricked her into bed, not the other way around. I moved slowly again, afraid that she wouldn't be able to handle it if I moved too much. Each time, I only rubbed in a little bit and then pulled out a little bit.

"It's better now...it's okay...you can move now..."

If it weren't for her, and because it was her first time, I wouldn't have bothered to serve her. If it were anyone else, I would have already gone wild. I tried to rub my penis in as much as possible, and after she slowly got used to it, she actually started to move in coordination. The virgin's tight grip was so tight, it felt incredibly good.

"Mmm...oh...ah...so sore...so numb..."

I could finally get going, my penis went from slow to fast, pounding heavily into her wet little hole.

I helped her up and turned her over, making her kneel on the bed. Men all like doggy style, and I'm no exception. Especially with this type of long-legged, big-breasted woman, her breasts swaying from behind is very exciting. She has now completely adapted to my deep thrusting, her body moving naturally, her buttocks perfectly matching my thrusts, the slapping sounds continuous. Sure enough, her drooping breasts also started to sway, and every time I rubbed in, her buttocks would bump against me, tightly joined together, her breasts would also bounce up and collide.

"My dear fox, does this feel good? Is it deep?" I asked gently, playing with her soft breasts. But my movements were anything but gentle; each thrust was forceful, pulling out until only the head remained.

"Mmm...it feels good...it doesn't hurt at all..." she murmured, her face flushed, her hips arching, wanting more. The warmth and comfort of her tight, virginal embrace made my already rapid and forceful thrusts feel like I was about to ejaculate.

"Little fox, I'm going to cum, how much longer?" I thrust with the most intense force before my climax, my hands almost kneading her breasts, my penis slamming into her core with each stroke.

"Ahhh...so strong, so powerful...I can't take it...I'm going to come too...faster, faster...ahhh...it feels so good...so amazing..." she babbled incoherently from the intense thrusts.

"Let's come together."

"Mmm."

After over 100 thrusts, I was finally about to ejaculate. Since I wasn't wearing a condom, I had to pull out. As my penis was pulled out, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, along with blood. I masturbated a few times and ejaculated onto her firm breasts.

After the orgasm, we kissed and snuggled together.

We maintained a relationship for a long time. We made love wildly, using all sorts of positions. I liked stockings and fishnet stockings, and she often wore uniforms and cosplayed. Bunny girl and flight attendant outfits were my favorites; I would roughly tear the stockings, make love roughly, and then orgasm. Because I was still flirting with other women as usual, entangled with those vixens, we eventually broke up.

Years later, I am still as unknown as before, while she is somewhat famous among young models. Seeing her still working hard as before, frequently appearing at auto shows, and being invited to sing at many nightclubs, wearing revealing clothes and taking many sexy, large-scale photoshoots, I know this is not what she wants.

(P.S.: This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is purely coincidental. A tribute to my beloved goddess, Meng Fox. I love you.)

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