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The three women who got their hands on the green lake the fastest 

The Three Women I Slept With Quickly at Green Lake



At Green Lake, the three women I slept with quickly were named Xiaomei, Zhang Qiaolian, and I've forgotten the name of the third.

I met Xiaomei one afternoon, but I've forgotten how we started talking. Xiaomei was 22 years old then, and unmarried. She worked as an accountant at the Fifth Construction Company of the city. She was from out of town, but she and her brother worked in the city. Xiaomei was a plump young woman, very dignified, with delicate skin, black hair, and a healthy appearance. However, she wasn't very good at dressing up, wearing a drab, baggy work uniform. If you didn't look closely, she would be quite unremarkable. That day, Green Lake was crowded, and the secluded seats were already taken. We could only stand on the railing by the lake, holding hands and talking.

The sun was very strong, and after standing for a while, we couldn't stand it anymore. Xiaomei then suggested going to her dormitory so I could familiarize myself with the address. Of course I wanted to go, but I was worried about her brother being home, so I asked her, "Won't your brother be angry if you bring a stranger home?" She told me that her brother usually came home very late and generally didn't eat dinner at home; his workplace provided meals. Hearing this reassured me, and we left the park. She took the bus, and I rode my bicycle. We agreed to meet at the riverside road bus stop. After we met, she led me into a narrow alley, winding and turning until we reached a row of single-story houses. She lived in the last room. The house wasn't large, with only two rooms. The bed in the outer room was messy, and the stove and other utensils were scattered haphazardly. The inner room, however, was neat and tidy, with some small pet toys on the bed. Clearly, her brother lived in the outer room, and she lived in the inner room. She led me directly into the inner room, and we sat on the edge of the bed, talking about life and work. After talking for a while, I was worried that her brother would come back early and we wouldn't be able to get things done, so I eagerly pulled her into my arms. Since I had already held her hand at Green Lake Park, hugging her seemed like the natural thing to do. She didn't resist at all, obediently letting me kiss and caress her. I rubbed her breasts, feeling my penis getting painfully hard, so I pulled down her pants. She seemed to feel it wasn't appropriate and slightly resisted, saying, "Can't we do it after we get married?" I didn't care about that. I kissed her face and said, "It's all the same, just give it to me." As I said this, I took off her pants, parted her labia, took out my penis, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and thrust it in. She had a lot of pubic hair, and when I was fucking her, our pubic hair rubbed together, making a "swish swish" sound from time to time. Because of insufficient preparation, the kiss was brief, and I only briefly touched her breasts without actually touching her vulva. Therefore, her vulva wasn't very wet, and there was no vaginal discharge. However, a young girl's vagina is always slippery, and judging from the way I penetrated her, she wasn't a virgin, so it wasn't difficult for me to enter. That day, I was probably a little tired, and I didn't feel much love for her. Enveloped in her warm vagina, my penis only thrust a few times before a large amount of semen shot into her. While I was thrusting, her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted, and she was breathing softly, but she didn't moan loudly; she just let me do as I pleased. After I ejaculated, she quickly got out of bed and used a piece of paper to cover her semen-covered vaginal opening. I guessed she had a lot of experience and had a lot of sex before. Before leaving, she gave me her contact address and asked me to contact her later. She even walked me from the alley to the main street. Actually, how could there be a future between us? But thinking about her sincerity, I still felt a little guilty. I came out of Xiaomei's dormitory and checked my watch; it was only a little past 4 PM. From meeting her to having sex with her, it had only taken about four hours.

Zhang Qiaolian was in her thirties and worked at an iron products factory in the suburbs. She had a round face, small eyes, and average looks. Although unmarried, she had the figure of a young married woman. Overall, she was a voluptuous woman, but her curves weren't very pronounced, and her breasts weren't particularly large. I met her at Green Lake Park one noon. She was alone on the lakeshore looking at the scenery, so I went up to her and started a conversation. She was probably lonely too; her eyes were ambiguous when she spoke to me, and she tried her best to give me a gentle smile. However, I really couldn't compliment her smile; it was more like crying. After my experience with Xinjiang girls, I developed a liking for mature women, but she was really not good-looking, so I was still hesitant about whether to have sex with her. We stood and talked for a while, but before I could even touch her, she said she wanted to go back to her workplace and asked if I wanted to visit her area. I said yes, and that she could take me there. I thought to myself, I'll see how things go. Her workplace was in the western suburbs, quite far away. We took a bus for six or seven stops, and then walked for more than ten minutes along a dirt road to get there. She lived on the second floor of an old-fashioned building with an inner corridor. The corridor was dark and messy, with coal stoves and kitchen utensils from various households scattered along its sides. Her room was probably only about ten square meters, not very tidy, and the sheets and blankets were old. This woman and this environment greatly diminished my interest in sex. I sat on a chair and chatted with her, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, asking about her work and family. She told me she was divorced but didn't have children, and asked if I had a family. I truthfully told her that I did too. We chatted until after 4 a.m., and when I got up to leave, she insisted I stay for dinner, saying I'd come all this way and shouldn't leave without eating. I thanked her and went to open the door, but she blocked it. As soon as I pulled the door open, she was pressed against me, her soft breasts against my chest, while she held my hand tightly, preventing me from opening the door. The contact of her warm body made my penis instantly hard. I closed the door behind me, hugged her, and kissed her, reaching inside her clothes to touch her soft breasts. She glanced at me sideways, smiling suggestively, and said, "I could tell you were that kind of person, still pretending." I didn't bother arguing, so I pushed her onto the edge of the bed, lifted her clothes, grabbed her breasts, and started sucking. Her breasts weren't big or firm; the two mounds slumped limply on her chest, but biting her soft nipples was still quite satisfying. She didn't seem to react much to my sucking, only gently stroking my hair and neck. I pulled down her pants, took out my big cock, and was about to thrust it into her vagina. Just as I parted her snow-white thighs, I realized that there was no hair on her vulva. From her lower abdomen to her vulva, it was all a patch of tender white skin. Ha! This was the first time I'd ever seen a woman like this. I got excited and roughly squeezed her hairless, fleshy vulva. I parted her labia and inserted my fingers into her vagina. As my fingers swirled inside, her breathing quickened. She turned her head and pulled the pillowcase over, biting it in her mouth. Watching the copious amount of fluid flowing from her tender, red vagina, I aimed my purplish-red glans at her vaginal opening and thrust downwards, burying my entire penis inside her. I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and, while thrusting my penis in and out of her vagina, I kneaded her breasts violently like dough, yelling at her, "I'm going to fuck your hairless cunt, fuck you to death! I'm going to rape you to death!!" She pressed her face against the pillow, biting the pillowcase tightly, refusing to moan. However, I could clearly feel her vagina contracting, gripping my penis tightly and loosely. I couldn't control myself anymore, and a large amount of semen sprayed wildly into her vagina... From the moment I met her to the moment I finished with her, it only took about four or five hours.

A month later, my wife had to go on a short business trip. That day happened to be Children's Day, so I rode my bicycle to Zhang Qiaolian's place again early in the morning. After lunch, I stripped her naked on her bed and had sex with her twice more in various positions. Afterwards, she asked if I was a teacher, since teachers also get a holiday on Children's Day. I went along with it and said yes. She said, "Teachers also mess around with women?" I squeezed her breasts and laughed, "Don't you want me to have sex with you too?" Zhang Qiaolian lived too far away, and it would take a lot of time to go to her. Since we couldn't contact each other by phone, it would be a shame to go all that way only to find she wasn't home. Besides, apart from the fact that she didn't have any pubic hair, which was stimulating, she didn't have anything special about her, and she didn't moan during sex. So, after that, I got tired of her. Later, I heard from a friend that women like her with no pubic hair were called "white tigers" and would bring bad luck to their husbands. Hearing this terrified me, and I never went to see her again. In 1998, a friend of mine was hospitalized, and I went to visit him. Just as I was driving out of the hospital parking lot, I ran into Zhang Qiaolian on the roadside. She saw me too. She had become increasingly unattractive; if she hadn't called out to me, I almost wouldn't have recognized her. We greeted each other and then parted ways without exchanging contact information. Thinking that she was a jinx to husbands, I never dared to touch her again, haha.

The third woman who was the quickest to succeed in Green Lake Park was a girl from the countryside, probably in her early twenties. That afternoon, around 2 PM, I was sitting on a stone bench by the lake near the south gate of Green Lake Park when I saw a girl in white enter the gate. Coincidentally, when she was very close, she walked through the holly bushes by the roadside and went directly to the lakeside not far from me, standing and watching the motorcycles speeding across the lake. The girl had a dark, ruddy complexion, short hair that flowed in the lake breeze, a slender figure, and a firm chest, though her breasts didn't seem very large. Seeing my chance, I got up and went to her side, asking, "Are you brave enough to ride a speedboat?" She smiled at me and said, "I'd be a little scared if I actually got on." We struck up a conversation, sitting close together on the bench for a while. I put my arm around her waist, and she leaned closer to me. I knew things were about to get interesting, but there wasn't much we could do in Green Lake, so I told her the park wasn't very fun and that the nearby zoo would be much better. She said she'd never been and didn't know where it was, so I offered to take her. The zoo was located on a hill, not far from Green Lake—just two streets away. We walked for about ten minutes and arrived at the zoo. I deliberately led her to a secluded spot among the rocks, where ancient trees towered, the forest was dense, and there were very few tourists. Approaching a large rock, I checked that no one was around and pulled her into my arms. She didn't struggle at all, and my lips met hers. Her body was soft, her warm skin radiating a youthful warmth. I pressed her against the rock, my hard penis pounding against her thigh while I lifted her clothes and fondled her firm breasts. Her nipples were white, tender, and perky, with pink nipples, but the right nipple was indented in the areola. I took her right areola into my mouth, my tongue gently swirling around the indented nipple. "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Her moans brushed against the back of my neck. I felt her nipple emerge from the areola, and I gently bit it with my teeth. "Oh...oh..." she moaned softly, slipping her hands inside my collar and caressing my shoulders and back. While suckling her nipples, I reached between her legs and eagerly caressed her swollen vulva. She recoiled slightly, but the rocks behind her blocked her way, leaving her no choice but to let me touch her. I rubbed her vulva wantonly, and through her pants, I thrust my fingers into the opening of her vagina. She trembled and lay on my back. Through her pants, I could feel that her vulva was already wet, so I tentatively pulled down her pants. Unexpectedly, she cooperated, slightly lifting her body away from the rocks behind her so that I could easily pull down her pants. As soon as her buttocks were exposed, I reached my hand under her buttocks and directly inserted my fingers into her vagina. She immediately collapsed onto me, moaning lewdly, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." and bit my shoulder. I cried out in pain and thrust into her vulva even more violently. Her warm vagina was full of vaginal fluid, wet and slippery, and the fluid quickly flowed down my fingers, covering my hand. I made her turn around, her buttocks facing me. I pulled out my stiff, thick cock and thrust it forcefully into her vagina, the entire length of my cock sliding inside. "Ah—," she moaned, writhing her hips. I gripped her breasts tightly, twisting her nipples fiercely. After only a few thrusts, as I pressed my cock firmly against her buttocks, I ejaculated a large gush of semen into her vagina… Because I was so impulsive, I ejaculated too quickly and felt unsatisfied. It all felt like a dream. In my dazed state, I couldn't quite believe I had fucked her. I touched her flushed face and asked her, as she pulled up her pants, "Did I go in?" She said, "You don't even know if I went in or not? I did." I still couldn't quite believe it, so I went over and pulled her pants down again, flipping open her buttocks to look. Ah, it was indeed true. My white semen was gushing out of her vagina with each contraction…

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