The story of "I Love a Pitiful and Adorable Girl" has ended.

I've thought about this for a long time and decided to write it down; it's absolutely true.

That year, I was doing very well at work, having been promoted to vice president. However, after breaking up with a woman who had hurt me deeply, my approach to relationships was haphazard. I would go to bars to meet women, and also meet some female netizens online, but I generally didn't go to prostitutes.

It was early summer of 2007 when I unintentionally added a female netizen online. I thought her username was quite nice, but I've forgotten her exact name now, as it was so long ago and the details are blurry. I went into her QQ space, but her photos were locked. We chatted casually, and when I asked for the password to her photo album, she wouldn't give it to me. From our two days of chatting, I learned that she was a college student who had just broken up with her boyfriend. Their two-year long-distance relationship ended because he found someone else at school.

She said that in her classmates' eyes, her boyfriend had always been very good to her, and she had no one to confide in about this sudden turn of events, so she told me about it online. Because I found her QQ number through a local search, I deliberately asked where she was from. When she learned we were from the same city, I could sense her excitement. I couldn't let such a good opportunity pass me by, so I invited her out for some fresh air. She seemed hesitant, so I said, "I'll give you two days to think about it!" Plus, my QQ profile and photos were quite authentic, so a day later she replied saying she agreed.

Actually, I didn't know what she looked like, so I was still a little nervous. That day, I parked my car in a parking lot near her school and walked to her school to wait for her. The meeting place was by a small lake on campus. I asked around among the students and finally found the lake, but there weren't any single girls nearby. I thought she hadn't arrived yet, so I called her. A short while later, a girl appeared in the distance; she looked quite nice from afar, holding her phone to make a call. Just then, my phone rang. I breathed a sigh of relief and then suddenly felt very excited. Haha, she was a beautiful girl!

After greeting her, I looked her over carefully. She was fair-skinned, with an oval face and a beautiful face shape. Her features resembled Dong Jie's, but she was even more beautiful overall. She was quite thin, with a good figure, around 163 cm tall. In every way, she met my requirements. I stared at her for a while, and she became embarrassed, asking, "What are you looking at?" I said, "Looking at you. You're so beautiful." Hearing me say that, she seemed a little happy, but a trace of melancholy immediately flashed in her eyes. I thought she might still be haunted by the breakup.

I asked her where she wanted to go. She said, "To the park." There's a park near us with a beautiful and large lake, and she said she wanted to go there. So I drove her there.

When we arrived at the park, we sat down by the lake. She hardly spoke, just quietly looking at the lake. Looking at her profile, I felt a strange, inexplicable fondness for this girl.

Seeing that she wasn't speaking, I joked, "What's wrong? Remembering something sad?" Before I even spoke, tears streamed down her face. A beautiful woman with tears in her eyes, she looked quite charming. I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms and wipe away her tears. She asked me, "Why did he (her boyfriend) leave me? What do I lack compared to that woman?" I didn't know how to answer her. Long-distance relationships are often lonely, and infidelity is quite common; I've seen it all before. So I didn't say anything, just held her close, casually touching her breasts a few times—they were soft and felt wonderful.

After dinner, she asked to go home. I said we could meet up again sometime, and she agreed, but she seemed unhappy all day.

A few days later, I called her, and she said she was really upset and wanted to go somewhere else to clear her head. I saw this as a good opportunity and said I'd go with her. She hesitated for a moment, but after some persuasion, she agreed.

I knew this was a good opportunity and was very happy. When we arrived at our destination, she had a great time on the first day, and I finally saw her smile quite often; she seemed very happy. I still booked two rooms at the hotel, being quite proper. After we each went to our own rooms, I carefully decorated mine, spraying some relaxing perfume—a friend brought it back from abroad, supposedly an aphrodisiac for women, though I haven't tried it yet. I knew her happiness was only temporary; she'd probably feel lonely and uncomfortable alone that night, so I figured she wouldn't refuse to come over.

After showering, I felt it was about time, so I called her and told her I'd brought some DVDs over to watch together. She arrived at my room shortly after, her hair and neck still damp from her shower—she looked beautiful.

I said the sofa was too hot to look at, and suggested we watch on the bed instead. I made it sound casual, and she didn't suspect anything, so she sat on the bed.

The movie was on two DVDs. When changing discs, I deliberately put in a Japanese adult film. As soon as it started playing, there was a woman masturbating, making very suggestive noises. I pretended to be angry and said, "How come piracy is so rampant these days? Sorry about that." When I looked at her, her face was flushed. The aphrodisiac perfume might have worked a little from the stimulation of the pornographic film we'd just watched. We turned off the DVD and just watched TV casually.

But my mind wasn't on the TV at all. As we watched, I put my arm around her; she hadn't resisted much when I'd hugged her before. My hands slowly massaged her waist and ribs. She was a little tense at first, but gradually relaxed. I became bolder, putting my hands inside her clothes, but not touching her breasts. After a few minutes on her waist, feeling the time was right, I took her breasts out of her bra and massaged them. Wow, so soft, and quite big. One hand wasn't enough. After massaging for a while, I gently laid her on the bed. I figured I wouldn't let her go back to her room tonight.

I laid her flat on the bed; she didn't move, just her face was flushed. I took off her top, and her breasts, exposed outside her bra, were revealed before me. They were so beautiful. Her nipples were such a lovely pink, only the size of small red beans, and her breasts were perfectly shaped and perky. She was so beautiful, I swallowed hard. I couldn't care less; I quickly stripped her naked, revealing her perfect body.

I started kissing her, my hands kneading her breasts more vigorously, slowly arousing her. Soon she started making soft moaning sounds, driving me wild. I kissed her down to her breasts, my tongue circling her nipples. Her moans now sounded more like pleasure. Seeing the moment, I covered her vulva with my hands.

"It's so hot," she moaned.

"How hot?"

"It's so hot because you're covering my pussy with your hands," haha, using such a lewd word! I knew tonight was going to be a wonderful night.

Now I wasn't satisfied with just her breasts anymore; her cunt was even more alluring.

Her pussy was truly beautiful, the area around her labia majora white, not very full, but a lovely pink. I couldn't resist kissing it, and even deliberately sucked on her labia minora. She couldn't help but let out a soft, wanton "Ah!"

I circled her breasts with my tongue, and the more I touched them, the more my tongue aroused her natural wantonness. She placed her hands on her breasts and kneaded them, so wanton. Hehe, I love wanton women in bed.

"Ah~~ Ah~~" Her moans grew louder and louder.

"I want a cock, I want a cock~" Hehe, I was really excited.

I took off my pants, pulled out my cock, which was now a thick, hard rod. Her dazed eyes looked at my cock, which made my blood boil.

"I want it~" she cried out again, "It's so long and thick, my pussy likes it."

"Do you want to suck my cock?"

She shook her head, seemingly unwilling. I was afraid of upsetting her later, so I didn't say anything more and thrust into her pussy.

So tight, she probably hadn't been fucked many times.

She obviously couldn't handle such a big cock, her moans were loud and wanton.

"Ah~ so big and thick, it feels so good!"

I fucked her hard, and she moaned happily. After a few hundred thrusts, I came. It felt so good.

I looked at her on the bed. She seemed to still be in the perfume, not fully awake. I touched her clitoris with my hand.

"Ah~~ Ah~~" Her dazed moans were so beautiful.

Soon I got hard again and fucked her once more.

Afterwards, I had a sudden thought. Judging from her appearance tonight, the perfume seemed to have had a significant effect, so I wrapped her in a towel and put her back in her room. I went back to my room and imagined what would happen the next day.

The next morning, I was woken by a knock on the door. When I opened it, I saw her wrapped in a towel. She hurriedly crawled in as soon as I opened the door.

I deliberately asked her what was wrong; her face was flushed. It turned out I wasn't dressed yet, and this reaction made me hard again. I kissed her forcefully, threw away her towel, and we did it again.

Later, during the few days I was away, we did it several more times, every day. After I returned, we did it a few more times, but a few months later, she suddenly disappeared, and I couldn't reach her by phone. For a while, I really missed her, thinking of her day and night. I wondered if I had fallen in love with her. So much time has passed, but she is still in my heart. I long to see her again. I wonder how she is doing now; I hope she is happy.

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