[Urban] Spring Breeze and Rain Record (Complete) - 20

08. Lust, ah, it really can ruin us.

Su wasn't originally in our internship group, but Yan and another girl went back home, while Su often came with us to our internship factory, and even slept in Yan's old bed.

One weekend, while everyone else started heading home, we didn't. Instead, we went to the market to buy some vegetables and noodles to cook for ourselves. After finally finishing cooking, without even washing the dishes, we were so tired that we lay down on the bed to rest for a while. I seemed to see Yan again, that passionate kiss with Yan, hear her even breathing, smell Yan's scent, and my lust was reignited.

I couldn't help but lean over Su's head. She felt me, opened her eyes, and I suddenly had a lot of courage to tell her, "I love you." Before she could react, my lips were already on hers, my tongue slipped into Su's mouth, gently circling her tongue, and at the same time, my hands began to caress her body. The kiss lasted for about ten minutes, and a blush spread across Su's face.

Su and I leaned against the headboard. As I loosened Su's clothes, I reached inside. Oh my! What was that!

It was more tender and smooth than a steamed bun, but unlike a soft bun, it was firm and bouncy! Yet, within that firmness lay a gentle softness, a resilient elasticity that bounced back; warm, with an incredible heat, its touch indescribably pleasant, perfectly contained in my palm.

I gently kneaded Su's two mounds of soft flesh, larger than teacups but smaller than steamed buns, making Su giggle and push my hand away, saying, "No, what are you doing? You're making me sore and itchy, it's uncomfortable! Hmm… I'd better get out."

As she spoke, she tried to break free from my embrace, but this was not Su's true desire! It was merely a coquettish act; in her heart, she was yearning. Suddenly, Su felt my fingers pinch and rub her slightly erect nipple. A jolt, as if an electric current had struck her, sent a tingling, itchy sensation through her numb body, making her feel weak and powerless.

At the same time, her private parts felt like an anthill had been disturbed, a tingling, itchy sensation spreading like insects crawling across a hole. Ah! And there was even some fluid flowing out…!

These successive sensations made Su want to leave, yet she couldn't bear to; her heart, torn between resistance and desire, was coated with a sweet, sugary coating.

My teasing quickly aroused Su, and she turned to me, nestling in my arms. Her alluring eyes gazed at me with a smile as she said, "You're so naughty! You're so teasing! You're making me feel so uncomfortable, so ticklish! Don't do that!..."

Su's eyes were hazy, her delicate oval face flushed. Even the most beautiful peach blossoms couldn't compare to her beauty. I knew her heart was stirred, and I couldn't resist lowering my head to kiss her cheek. Then, I whispered in her ear, "Su...do you love me?"

Su held me tightly, replying vaguely, "I love you so much!" She then pressed her head against my chest, shyly lowering it. I knew she longed for me, but was too shy to say it. So I unbuttoned Su's clothes, revealing a pair of large, white, tender breasts, like pink jade or sculpted buns.

Just the right size to hold in one hand, but even a freshly steamed bun can't compare to its smoothness, like mutton fat, soft as a sponge, yet with a springy elasticity. It's truly white, smooth, and tender, utterly irresistible. Between her breasts, two bright red nipples stand slightly raised.

The sight ignited a burning desire within me, a heat raging in my heart. I couldn't help but knead them with my hands, finding them firm yet smooth as fat. This caused Su to sway her hips wildly, giggling and laughing.

I lowered my head and sucked on Su's nipple, my tongue swirling around it for a moment. Su felt an indescribable sensation coursing through her heart, a pleasure that reached her very bones. Her long, arched eyebrows tingled with a tingling sensation. Her alluring eyes closed into slits, her breath coming in short gasps, radiating boundless charm.

As I was about to loosen her belt, Su stopped me, saying, "Don't do this, wait until later, okay?" I ignored her and forcefully stripped her naked. Su's body was as white as mutton fat, as smooth and delicate as snow, with a slender, straight waist, round, firm, and full buttocks, and two thick, round thighs. Her fair, pink breasts were covered with two teacup-sized nipples, each topped with a ruby. Her body was perfectly proportioned, with captivating curves, more beautiful than snow, more like white jade.

At that moment, Su felt an indescribable mix of shock and fear, yet also an irresistible urge—a conflicting feeling that lingered in her mind.

I took her hand and let her grasp my swollen, hard, and hot penis. Su gazed at the jade shoot with her alluring eyes, now reduced to slits, and exclaimed, "Oh! This thing of yours is so interesting! It's so hot, burning my palms so uncomfortable. Look! That big head, so tender, so red and fresh, smooth and slippery like an orange, so fun!" As she spoke, she looked at me, a blush of spring-like desire and shyness on her cheeks.

She cupped the glans in her hand and flicked it, then seemed to remember something, her body going limp and weak against my chest. I kissed Su as I parted her legs and teased her entrance with my hand. I saw her plump, petal-like labia, tightly closed because she had never been intimate. It made me feel a little dizzy.

A red and a white slit, a charming contrast, the narrow crevice between them. The red was like cinnabar, the white delicate and pretty, the bright red opening already wet with moisture. My fingers gently pressed into the two thin labia that covered her vulva, and they miraculously closed up, enveloping my fingers. Su's buttocks twitched, and she cried out, "Oh!" She pulled me up with one hand, and we lay down head to head, her head resting in the crook of my arm. She said, "After we get married, on our wedding night, I will give you everything!"

I was already burning with desire, and while kissing her, I said, "No, I want it now!" Saying this, I leaned over her, my penis moving towards Su's vulva. But how could I get in? Su was inexperienced, her opening was tight, and she was also tangled up around me in a messy way. After a flurry of thrusting and struggling, I still couldn't find the right rhythm, which made me anxious. Finally, I forcefully thrust my erect penis in.

This caused Su to cry out, "Ouch! I can't take it anymore...it hurts so much! Ouch...you're hurting me so much!"

I quickly stopped, gently stroking Su's nipples to ease her pain. Below, I had reached her cervix. She couldn't resist anymore, clinging to me tightly, and whispered, "You must marry me."

I thrust in and out, trying to avoid making any seductive moans that the neighbors might hear. During my vigorous thrusting, Su bit her lower lip in pain, afraid to utter even the slightest sound.

However, as I increased the frequency of my thrusts, although she tried her best to remain silent, "Ooh...ooh...ooh, ooh...ooh..." sounds of pleasure still escaped from her nose, her head swaying violently from side to side. Excitement mixed with pain was written all over her face, and I felt a pang of pity seeing it.

Seeing her shy, hesitant expression, a mischievous thought suddenly welled up inside me, and I slowed down the pace of my thrusts into her. Clearly, she could handle the pleasure; her cherry-like lips parted slightly, and soft moans of "Mmm...mmm..." filled the air, her warm breath washing over me.

Seeing my opportunity, I resumed my rapid, intense thrusts. Caught off guard, she let out a raucous cry of "Ahhh!" like a tiger unleashed from its cage, her body going limp. She lay weakly on the bed, panting, looking at me with eyes that held a mixture of hatred and tenderness…

I swayed on top of her at a normal pace, her lips tightly closed, only a small part of her tongue protruding. As I thrust into her, I licked and sucked her tongue. She responded with excited nasal moans of "Mmm...mmm…" in response to my passion.

I thrust forward with all my might, and she let out one last moan, her whole body trembling. My semen gushed out inside her, and only after squeezing out the last drop did I reluctantly leave her body.

I lay on top of her, beads of sweat streaming down my body, onto Su's body, onto the bed…

09. In the depths of dreams, the heart forever restless.

This time, I once again began to rise and fall in the sea of desire. The internship ended quickly. In July, we completed our four years of study and began reporting to our respective companies. The few remaining students who hadn't signed contracts left school dejectedly, continuing their struggles.

I packed my things and arrived at the company we had signed contracts with. It was a large state-owned enterprise, but its profits had declined several years ago, and currently, it was barely surviving. Here, I began my first formal working life since leaving school.

However, we only had single dormitories, with three or four people in each room. We had just entered the company and didn't have much to do; we just learned every day. Su and I were lucky enough to be assigned to the same workshop. Every day, we walked from the factory gate to the workshop together, ate together after work, and then went back to the dormitory.

After a few days, we heard from the factory's experienced workers that they were three months behind on wages. Since we had arrived, we wouldn't receive our first paycheck for three months. Having already graduated, we were too embarrassed to go home and ask our families for more money, so we bought a set of cooking utensils, brought rice and oil from home, and started cooking for ourselves to save money. Still relying on our own hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin real-life sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, irresistible! Click to enter.

When we first entered the factory, everything was new. Because the factory wasn't doing well, it was difficult for unmarried male employees to find partners, and the girls assigned from schools became their prey. At first, they didn't know that Su and I were already a couple. Many people even asked Su's mentor to act as matchmaker, but Su refused because our relationship was at its peak.

However, we hadn't been intimate for many days.

That day, we walked and talked until we reached the back of the dormitory. There was a warehouse surrounded by dense bamboo. We sat down in front of a small door of the warehouse, the only path in front of us blocked by the thick bamboo leaves. It was a nice spot.

I let Su lie across my chest, and reached inside to caress her breasts. Su must have missed me too, because she let out a soft moan, her cheeks flushed. Under my teasing, Su's nipples hardened, and her breathing became more rapid.

My other hand slipped under her skirt into Su's panties. She was already soaking wet. My fingers parted Su's labia and gently touched her vaginal opening. Su began to writhe, my left hand around the back of her neck, continuing our passionate kiss, while my right hand vibrated rapidly around her genitals like an electric massager.

As I caressed her clitoris, I could feel her sudden tremor, and she let out a soft moan. It seemed she was very sensitive there; how could I let her off the hook?

I leaned her back, my hands moving to caress her breasts, pulling her skirt down slightly, and leaned in, launching a second wave of intense stimulation with my tongue. Su had remarkably thick labia majora, the kind that aroused a man's desire even more—truly a masterpiece! The longer we were with Su, the more surprises I discovered.

I sucked on her nipple, relentlessly stimulating this adorable little pearl. Su, who had been holding back her moans, could no longer bear it, struggling to suppress her intense groans, her vagina overflowing with fluids.

She enjoyed my oral sex, her hands pressing my head tightly against hers with sweet moans, a sign of her appreciation. After a while, "Ahhh... I can't take it anymore..." she let out a final, suppressed cry, then seemed completely exhausted. I think she had reached her first orgasm, so I slowed down my caresses of her clitoris.

Su, panting heavily, cupped my head in her hands. Although her overflowing vulva possessed a sensual beauty, I could only reluctantly submit to her advances in response. She actively invaded my mouth, and I let her kiss me passionately.

"Su, can I use my mouth?" I didn't know how to ask her to perform oral sex, so I could only hint at it subtly. Under a series of intense sensory assaults, I felt a surge of heat throughout my body. I unzipped my pants, made Su kneel before me, and began licking my glans with her tongue. I should have known about her tongue skills when we kissed.

Her tongue, nimble as a snake, deftly licked around the head of my penis. Although I usually use the showerhead to vigorously stimulate my penis during showers, believing this helps me maintain a better performance in bed, her masterful oral sex still sent shivers down my spine.

Frankly, the pleasure from oral sex is quite limited, but I enjoy watching women perform oral sex on men; for me, the sensual excitement is incomparable to physical pleasure. After licking

for a while, she took my engorged, erect penis into her mouth, her head moving back and forth, and I was completely captivated. Having such a sexually savvy girlfriend, watching her move her head, I couldn't help but worry—with such fast movements, wouldn't her head break? Her

neck must be so sore now! The thought filled me with tenderness.

"Hmm...that's good." I stroked her long hair, pulled my penis out of her mouth, and resumed our embrace.

"Does this feel good?" she asked breathlessly.

"Very good!" I said, and kissed her again.

Nestled in my arms, Su breathed weakly, and I looked at her, so frail and powerless, my heart filled with tenderness.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside. We both held our breath, waiting for the person to slowly pass by before letting out a long sigh of relief. I helped Su up, letting her lean against the wall, then pulled her skirt down a little further. I pressed myself tightly against her, inserting my penis upwards, and began a piston-like motion.

My erect penis forcefully pierced her thick, abalone-shaped labia. "Hmm...hmm...hmm..." Su's suppressed moans escaped her lips. After my prolonged caresses and oral sex, her love juices flowed like a burst dam, moistening her sexy little opening. My penetration was unimpeded, a truly exhilarating experience!

"Ah...you're...so deep...I...I can't...take it...ah...ah..."

Each of my thrusts deeply impacted her core, her exposed clitoris never escaping my stimulation during the thrusting. Her beautiful moans seemed to accompany each of my penetrations, boosting my morale and fueling my lust!

Below us, the sounds of "slap! slap!" echoed, along with the moans escaping Su's mouth. Su's flushed face, her seductive expression, her heaving chest, and her long hair disheveled behind her—I could no longer contain the intense pleasure. My hot semen, accompanied by "hiss...hiss...hiss..." sounds, shot deep into Su's womb.

Stimulated by my semen, Su's vagina gripped my penis tightly, and a gush of heat shot out as she also reached orgasm. We breathed heavily, embracing tightly, the air thick with the smell of semen…

10. Good things never last, leaving only fleeting beauty and sorrow.

The company's poor performance has greatly impacted us, and how to improve our lives has become a frequent topic of conversation. Originally, I planned to stay at the company for a few years, gain experience, learn new skills, and improve myself before leaving to find another path. But who waits for the future?

Su possessed a strong will and often prioritized being the best in her dealings, while I desired a simple and peaceful life. This contrast in personality sowed the seeds of our eventual fate.

After the initial joy and excitement, the harsh reality began. Our starting salary was only 210 yuan per month, barely enough to make ends meet, let alone cover other expenses.

For the next six months, we rarely bought clothes or other necessities. Watching the children of factory leaders living off their parents' wealth while we toiled daily for far less, I was truly disillusioned with the company.

Here, I want to name this company to let people know that many state-owned enterprises continue this practice, wasting resources in the same way: the Shaanxi Machine Tool Factory. Now, part of it has been acquired by other companies, becoming a defunct entity.

This is a common problem with state-owned enterprises: prioritizing relationships, laziness, and overstaffing. One of the foremen in our workshop, in order to get more work and earn more hours, often worked overtime on weekends. Sometimes, when there were no assignments, he would climb in through the window. He was always busy during the weekdays. My first foreman, on the other hand, was often absent from his post, spending his work hours chatting elsewhere, simply because her brother-in-law was a high-ranking manager in the factory. All of this made us lose faith in the company's future.

Several subsequent events further prompted me to leave the company early.

One day, I went to the factory's personnel department to ask for leave to study for an exam, even though the diploma wouldn't be of any real help. That same day, another senior foreman also asked for leave to go to the city to get a technician certificate. After he finished his paperwork and left, a staff member's words shocked me: "These days, people still take technician exams..." followed by a chorus of contemptuous laughter.

There were many people in the office at the time, but all I saw were people smiling dismissively, indicating their agreement with this statement. This is our state-owned enterprise—a person weathered by time, burdened with countless chronic problems, yet possessing abundant talent and capital, repeatedly failing in market competition.

These are the people who live a life of luxury, arrogant and condescending, looking down on the workers. I want to angrily curse them as "shameless"! This applies not only to the Shaanxi Machine Tool Factory but to all declining state-owned enterprises. I didn't say anything at the time because I knew I had made up my mind not to stay here long, much less waste my youth.

What happened next further solidified my decision. Because I had exams to take, I wanted more time to study, get my diploma as soon as possible, and leave this place sooner. My classmates who were assigned here with me were also preparing for exams, sitting in a corner of the workshop every day after work, studying intensely.

However, our workshop foreman didn't want me to do this. His name is Hu Ruiyong, that's his real name, and he's still in that dilapidated factory. From the first day I entered the workshop, the people there told me that Hu was a malicious person, warning us to be careful when working in his section, otherwise he would report us to the workshop leaders. This

is yet another shameless phenomenon found in many state-owned enterprises. These people are like dogs, constantly sniffing out others' mistakes, then rushing to their masters to bark and report. However, he would never report my first mentor, because he knew that mentor had connections and never respected him.

When my mentor was frequently absent, I became the main laborer. Initially, out of consideration for Hu's leadership, I was forced to work tirelessly every day without receiving a single extra penny. With only a week left before the exam, I desperately wanted more time to study. My classmates were already studying all day without working, but Hu went even further, demanding I do more work to finish the backlog of unimportant tasks. This became unbearable. I told him I had exams to take and the work wasn't urgent; I could do it after the exams. But Hu said that work wasn't for studying. I was furious and told him: "Go look around the factory and see what everyone else is doing. I don't have any performance targets; I'm just learning from and assisting my mentor. I have no responsibility to do these things."

Hu arrogantly declared, "Whoever the leader assigns a task, that's who has to do it. You have to obey the leader's orders."

I turned to him, looked at him, and told him, "You should be saying this to the person in this position, not to someone like me who hasn't started yet, because she hasn't been laid off."

Hu became enraged: "You...you...are you going to work or not?!" He started threatening me.

I couldn't take it anymore, raised my head, and replied, "No, if you want to do it, come do it yourself. Whoever wants to do it can do it."

With that, I threw down my tools, locked my toolbox, and left the workshop.

The next day, the workshop leaders criticized me by name at the morning meeting and, citing my lack of respect for the leadership, transferred me to a more strenuous section. When they announced this, I smiled, because I knew they didn't have personnel authority; they could only adjust positions, not even have the power to send me back to the labor and personnel department.

But the other people in the workshop weren't affected by this; on the contrary, they became even friendlier to me. They all knew what kind of person Hu was.

The supervisor of this section was quite nice. He told me to work for him, to pretend to be a leader when they were on duty, and to relax the rest of the time, even reading if I wanted.

However, at that moment, I was already preparing to leave because there was no point in staying any longer.

What happened next made me leave the factory in a fit of anger. The next day, Su broke up with me, which I hadn't expected at all. Although she didn't give a specific reason, I understood that she had been temporarily transferred to an office, away from the front line, and it was only temporary.

Just a few days ago, a foreman introduced me to the son of a factory manager. This man's mother was a middle-level manager and promised that if Su was with him, he would find a way to keep Su in the office. At first, Su refused, but in the following days, she hesitated.

Because, during her time away from the workshop, she realized how leisurely these office workers were, reading newspapers and drinking tea every day, without work hour assessments, without the dirt and mess of the workshop, and without the feeling of being looked down upon. This temptation prompted her to break up with me, and I was speechless. What else can I say? Love is so fragile. Perhaps, my relationship with her was a mistake from the start.

I've decided now, I'm leaving. Living here without dignity, hope, or affection is incredibly painful.

The next day, with the help of a classmate, I packed my bags and left the factory, severing all ties with it.

With the help of a roommate working in the city, I rented a room and arranged accommodation. I started looking for work again. Having gained considerable experience through my studies at the railway school, I quickly found a job at a computer company doing after-sales technical service. My monthly salary was 400 yuan, which was quite satisfactory for someone fresh out of the factory, and I happily began my work.

Eleven, Why am I always so soft-hearted?

Although the work here wasn't easy—many times I didn't get back from clients' homes until around 11 pm—I was able to support myself, which made me proud, so I worked happily. However, life is tough living alone. Although my salary is a bit higher than before, I still have to pay rent, leaving me with only a little over 300 yuan, which isn't very comfortable.

So I cook for myself. Besides, sometimes I come home too late and the restaurants are already closed, so I can't just eat instant noodles.

I bought a coal stove and lit it. It could boil water and cook, though it was a bit slow. But since I only cooked in the evenings, it was manageable. However, it had its drawbacks: the stove was prone to going out, and sometimes when I was too tired, I'd leave the stove on to boil water without sealing it, and then fall asleep. When I woke up, the water was often already boiling, and several times the water boiled dry before the stove went out.

Those days are still vivid in my memory. Thinking back, it was so miserable. Every morning I'd cycle for half an hour to work, sometimes nearly 30 kilometers to clients' places, arriving drenched in sweat. I'd eat a bowl of noodles outside early for lunch; I rarely ate takeout because it was more expensive.

By evening, it was usually dark when I got home. I'd quickly fill a bowl with rice, add water to the pot, put the bowl in the water, and start steaming. Then I'd go out to buy some vegetables. Luckily, I never liked meat, which saved me a lot of money.

After the rice was cooked, I stir-fried the vegetables and ate dinner with it. By the time I finished all that, it was already ten o'clock, and I would wake up the next morning. For several days, while eating, I would see the rice was a little too hot, so I would lie down to rest for a while, but when I woke up hungry, it was already late at night. I was too lazy to reheat it, so I would eat some cold food and go back to sleep.

On my weekly day off, I would sleep until after noon because I was just too tired.

Around this time, Yan also came from home. Through family connections, she got a job at a small company in the city. We rarely saw each other, and she already knew I was with Su and hadn't contacted me.

One day, after work, on my way home on Zhongshan Road, I ran into her on the street. It had been quite a while since I'd seen her; she had lost a lot of weight, but she was still so beautiful. Seeing her, my heart ached. Because of my mistake, we were no longer meant to be together, but neither of us could forget the other. We could only hope to meet again as friends.

That evening, I sat in her dorm for a while, listening to Qi Qin's poignant "Silk Road." We sat in silence, "Longing is an endless Silk Road..." A sudden wave of desolation and despair washed over me. The world is so cruel, robbing us of the courage to face reality, filled with so much helplessness.

Yan broke the silence, taking out photos of her spring outing after she started working. Looking at her in her yellow dress, her long hair flowing, she exuded tranquility.

I asked Yan, "Looking at these photos, who do you look like?"

"Guanyin Bodhisattva..." Yan said with a smile.

I laughed too, "No, more like the Little Dragon Girl, untouched by worldly concerns."

Yan fell silent. I thought she must be thinking about past unhappiness again. I asked her about her current job, and she said it was alright. Then we chatted casually.

When I checked my watch, it was already eleven o'clock. The time we spent together had been so fleeting. If I hadn't had those concerns, if I had taken her to the hospital, if I hadn't gone to see her with Su, if… perhaps we would have had a chance to be together. But now, there are no 'ifs.' I've become an ordinary working man; I can't interfere with her life anymore, I can't disrupt her peace. So I said goodbye to Yan and rode my bike back home.

After that, I didn't go to see Yan again, and I stopped taking Zhongshan Road. Let everything slowly fade away.

That day, my sister came to see me. She also worked in a factory in the city. She told me that the factory had written a letter to our family, and my father had rushed over and was now at her house. I asked my boss for leave and went with her to my brother-in-law's house.

The letter from the factory didn't say much; it just told them that I hadn't been to work for a long time and needed to return to work to make up for the lost time, otherwise, I would be dealt with according to factory rules. I didn't care about that. I told my father that I had decided to quit.

My father pondered for a long time, then asked worriedly, "What should we do then?" I comforted him, saying that many people were working elsewhere, and staying there wasn't any good option; it was better to come out. My father also told me that he had been to the factory and met Su, who also hoped I would come back.

Since tomorrow was my day off, I said hello and went back to the factory with my father. At the factory, I met an older worker, the one who often climbed through the window to work. He told me to write a resignation letter, saying that this would prevent problems with my personnel file and household registration. He also said that after writing it, a family member needed to sign it before submitting it.

That evening, I saw Su again, the first time I'd seen her in almost three months since I left the factory. She told me she wasn't with that person anymore. Although they had known each other for a few days, she couldn't forget me, and finally, she told him everything. She hoped I could forgive her. I knew this time she was breaking up with me; even if we got back together, there would be a next time, but it wasn't the right time yet.

So I told her, let's just end it here. After a while, we'll both forget each other.

Su listened, then buried her face in her hands and cried, her shoulders heaving. My heart softened. I reached out and pulled her into my arms, kissing away her tears. She cried and told me that she had actually seen me from upstairs the day I left, and had secretly followed me all the way to the station, watching me board the train. She truly didn't want me to leave. I stroked her hair with my left hand, put my right arm around her waist, and leaned in, beginning a new exchange, a new contact, with my tongue meeting hers…

Slowly, I began to caress her breasts; slowly, she began to moan; after I carried her to the bed, I began to kiss her face, her lips, her ears, my hands slowly moving up her thighs, gently stroking and gradually removing her clothes.

Her round breasts were right in front of me. I gently stroked her vulva with my hand. The cleft between her legs was already soaked, and some sticky fluid was flowing out of her little opening. I was starting to lose control. I was really excited. Sue's reaction grew stronger and stronger. Her body writhed passionately, and her breathing became rapid. Finally, I couldn't wait any longer and took off my clothes. She reached out and touched my erect penis, saying happily, "Wow! So you're already standing up!"

She flipped over and straddled my thighs, revealing a pink line between her legs, and slowly sat down.

I felt my genitals being squeezed tightly by her, making me feel very uncomfortable. She moved wildly... rising and falling.

Seeing her uncontrollable passion, I let her tremble and cry out on top of me…

I started playing the “nine shallow, one deep” trick, two inches shallow and seven inches deep, and with each deep thrust, she cried out and moaned… She was indeed fun, her body limp, a full embrace, yet her breasts were firm.

Along that tight passage, I resisted the layers of pressure, thrusting forward, finally meeting her cervix, pressing tightly…

Her buttocks moved with my movements, responding…

She thrust powerfully, I pulled hard… After nearly a hundred thrusts, I ejaculated.

And so we made up again. That night, I still wrote my resignation letter, signed it, and submitted it the next day.

Then, we saw my father off, and she followed me to my place. Because we had been away all night, the stove had gone out, so I asked a neighbor to help me burn a piece of coal. At that time, I was renting a large house, but I didn't have much, only a bag containing some clothes. A bed, a stool, and no table were placed at the far end of the room, with cooking utensils in front of them. The whole house was empty.

Because I came home late the night before last, I hadn't even washed the dishes after dinner, and there were still some leftovers. Su saw the meal I had prepared and knew that it was barely enough to fill my stomach; the food wasn't good at all.

Because I had to go to work, I left early. That day, I received an order; a customer's computer had a problem, and they asked me to come over. This customer lived quite far away, so I rushed over. When I arrived at the customer's house, it was already fifty minutes later. After checking the machine, I felt it might be a hardware problem with the hard drive, so I told the owner and suggested replacing it. The owner said to try formatting it first, and if that didn't work, try a low-level format.

So, I started backing up the customer's data, repartitioning, and formatting. Halfway through, the machine crashed. I tried this several times, realizing there might be a problem with the hard drive tracks. I started looking for a low-level formatting tool. Since we don't usually do this, I searched for it in the tools, restarting repeatedly, but without success.

I checked the motherboard manual, which said the system had a built-in low-level formatting tool, which I could try. I used it, and it worked, but it was extremely slow, so I could only sit and wait.

This customer was quite friendly; we chatted while watching TV. When it still wasn't finished by 1 PM, we went out for lunch together. After waiting another hour, it was finally working. Then I started reinstalling the system, installing all the software the customer wanted, configuring it, and explaining everything to the user. By the time I finished, it was already 11 PM. I quickly said goodbye and hurriedly rode my bike home.

Twelve, life is already full of hardships, the world is already full of suffering.

I returned to my place, opened the door, and the light was on. Su was sleeping in bed, her head buried in her long hair, her body curled up like a docile cat.

Seeing this, a feeling of tenderness welled up within me. I gently held her head in my arms and softly stroked her fine hair. Su was startled awake, opened her eyes, and when she saw it was me, she said she had been waiting for me and had fallen asleep.

"Have you eaten? I've already made dinner. But it might be cold, I'll heat it up."

I said, "You should lie down for a while, you must be tired. I'll heat it up, we'll eat together." Su nodded gently, and I leaned down and gently kissed her forehead.

After dinner, it was late at night, and we fell asleep in each other's arms. We got up early the next morning, took Su to the station, and watched her disappear into the misty morning fog before I returned to my lodgings and went to work.

Days passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was Chinese New Year. Su, however, faced the choice of being laid off or continuing her work. There wasn't much work to do at the time, and Su, because she hadn't been able to be with that man, was sent back to the factory. We thought about it for a long time and decided to let her be laid off. This way, she could receive her severance pay on time, and she could find another job.

After some time, she completed the layoff procedures, came to the city, looked for several jobs, and eventually became a clerk in a video store. During this time, Su's brother was getting married, and she started planning what gift to buy. This was also my first time visiting her home. Finally, they decided on a washing machine. Keep in mind, our salaries weren't high back then; we could only save about 300 yuan a month. Even the most basic washing machine would take two months of our hard work. However, I agreed, after all, she was doing her best.

She said something that really upset me. Because it was my first time visiting her home, she told me, "She's only responsible for leading me in; the rest is up to me." I had never met her parents, and I didn't know what kind of people they were. To say something so casually like that really upset me, but I held back my words.

When we finally managed to carry the washing machine back to her house, we were met with a cold reception from her parents.

I could clearly sense that her parents were acting this way because their daughter had been laid off, and I had quit my job and was working odd jobs with no future. One of her brother's classmates was with us, and seeing them being so attentive to others while ignoring me deeply hurt me. Their snobbishness was so blatant.

Afterwards, I quietly slipped out to clear my head. When I returned, before I even entered the house, I heard her mother and Su arguing.

Her mother said, "I told you not to look for someone outside, but now you've rushed into finding someone like this."

"What's wrong with that?" Su replied.

What her mother said next shocked me, "There are so many people out there, and you just had to find a penniless guy, and you're still being stubborn."

Su was also unhappy and replied, "They've already sent back a washing machine, what more do you want?"

Her mother said, "Look at your classmate, she found someone in the city. Last time he came back, he gave his mother three thousand yuan and his brother two thousand yuan. Tell me, what does he have?"

At that moment, I really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. How could I face such a person, so materialistic and snobbish, while her own family lived a very ordinary life? Her mother continued, "Tomorrow, if anyone asks who he is, just tell them he's your brother's classmate. Don't talk nonsense. Also, tonight, let him sleep in the old house with your brother."

Su replied, "Isn't it enough for him to sleep with my brother and his classmate? There's enough bed. How can you treat him like this?"

Her mother said, "No, he has to go back tomorrow. Otherwise, if he stays here too long, the villagers will gossip."

My heart ached. I didn't know whether to stay or leave. I slowly backed away, but bumped into a tree branch with a "whoosh." Su ran out of the house: "Who's there?" I pretended to have

just returned from outside. "Your village isn't very big. I just walked around for a bit and that was it. But it's dark, and the roads are hard to walk on."

Su thought I hadn't heard their conversation and said, "It's so cold. Why are you out walking around alone? Come back quickly."

After entering the house, her mother didn't say anything more and arranged for us to rest that night, as there were many things to do the next day. Her brother and I went to their old house. The house hadn't been lived in for a long time, and there was no electricity. By the dim light of a candle, we went to the kang (a heated brick bed).

Because no one had lived there for a long time, the kang (a heated brick bed) had been heated, but it was very damp. I couldn't fall asleep while sleeping on it. The events of the day were truly unbearable. Although Su and I have significant personality clashes, our affection for each other has made us tolerant of one another. But today, her parents' views were truly incomprehensible.

I'm wondering how I should handle things between Su and me. From her parents' attitude, I can clearly sense that there's no way to persuade them. Because reality is so cruel; you can't immediately change your situation and become wealthy. And how can you change her parents' nature?

I don't know when I finally fell asleep, and when I woke up in the morning it was already ten o'clock. I was surprised that neither of them woke me up. I quickly got dressed and followed the way I remembered to her house. Su saw me and immediately scolded me for sleeping in so late, saying I hadn't come to her brother's wedding ceremony.

Then they got busy, and I didn't have a chance to explain. I sat down inside with her brother's classmates, and we chatted for a while. Her parents then invited them all to the front to eat, leaving me alone in the room. I heard a woman outside say, "Where's your daughter's boyfriend? Didn't he come?" Her mother loudly replied, "That's not Su's boyfriend, just a classmate." The woman said, "Then invite him to eat with us. Her brother's classmates are all here, but we're short one person." Her mother, however, said, "Let her brother go keep her classmate company. I'll wait a little longer." The woman said "Oh," and didn't say anything more.

I sat in that room, really wanting to leave. What was the point of being here? I wondered if anyone had ever received such "courtesy." I felt truly helpless. I called out to Su and told her, "You saw it too. I can't take it anymore. I'm leaving, I'm leaving." Su replied, "How can you say that? My mother only didn't ask you to go now because she considers you family. We'll eat together later." I retorted, "Was what she said last night also about considering me family?"

Su knew I understood and said, "Don't go, let's leave together this afternoon." I told her I didn't want to stay here anymore. Su became anxious and angrily said, "If you want to leave, then leave! I told you when I came that it's up to you. If you leave, don't come back!" As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. I wiped them away for her and said, "I really don't want to come back again, and I don't want to suffer this humiliation again."

Then, I walked out the door and headed towards the road. Just as I reached the village entrance, her brother caught up with me and grabbed me, saying it was to give him face. I was furious. You all care about face, but what about me? Am I supposed to be shameless and humiliated by you? I've already told Su that I won't come back again. You should go about your business.

Her brother still wouldn't let go, so I broke free and ran forward. I really wanted to escape, to escape this place and never come back. Her brother couldn't catch me. Just as I reached the intersection, a car came by. I got in and escaped from her house.

In the days that followed, although Su and I maintained a relationship for a while, I will never regret my decision. I may have no wealth, but I still have dignity. If I give up even that last bit, what will I have left?

I didn't tell anyone about this; perhaps many people wouldn't believe it, but it truly happened to me. Later, when we decided to break up, my parents even went to her house once, hoping to reconcile, since we were still together and our relationship was relatively good. But her parents did something unacceptable.

My parents traveled all day, arriving at her house after 4 PM, only to find that they didn't have a Su family member. They claimed that Su had a name at school, and that someone else's records were used for enrollment.

So when my parents brought it up, her mother simply brushed it off. Then, she said that I had been to her house, but only as a friend of her daughter. During this time, they didn't even give our parents a sip of water. My father, desperately thirsty, borrowed some from a neighbor. The neighbor, seeing our plight, came over and asked why we hadn't even had water or food. Only then did her mother reluctantly cook a little bit of noodles, which looked like a thin porridge. My parents only ate a couple of bites as a token gesture before rushing to a nearby relative's house for the night.

This is the true story. My parents didn't inform me beforehand that they were going to her house; I only found out later. By then, I had already broken up with Su and didn't want to pursue the matter further. I just never wanted to see her again, never.

Thirteen, many things are already destined; trying is futile.

Later, I had the opportunity to go to the provincial capital. A relative introduced me to a job, also a temporary one, so I left. Although I knew Su hadn't come back after I left, I didn't want to look for her again. I was still penniless and just as helpless. But fate is so cruel. I met her again.

It was a few months after I arrived in the provincial capital. One day, I took a printer out for repair and walked to the 716 bus stop after dropping it off. Passing a bookstore, I heard someone calling my name. Turning around, I saw Su at the bookstore entrance.

She told me she and her brother had come here and had just found this job a few days ago. It wasn't very hard work, but the pay wasn't high. She knew I had left in a fit of anger and hoped I wouldn't dwell on it.

I looked at her; she had lost a lot of weight in the months I hadn't seen her. Even after all this time, I hadn't forgotten her. So, we got back together. We rented a small apartment. Although it was simple, having our own place made me feel much better, and I wasn't lonely anymore.

On moving day, we put our things away, and it was already past nine. After washing my face, I sat on the edge of the bed. Su, shy like a newlywed, gently pulled me into her arms. Her body was soft and warm, emitting a faint fragrance.

My head rested right next to her ear, and looking at her delicate and lovely earlobe, I couldn't help but open my mouth and suck on it haphazardly.

"You're so heavy... giggle, it tickles so much." Su twisted her body. At this moment, we were practically pressed together without any gap. How could I bear this twist?

Exuding a beastly aura, I tightly gripped Su's shoulders with my arms, like an eagle holding its prey firmly beneath me. My body contracted intermittently, as if trying to force her into me.

"Su..." I murmured weakly, blindly searching for her lips, but she seemed to deliberately avoid me. I could only shower her face with burning kisses.

My lower body was like a red-hot iron pillar, gathering intense and violent desire. I thrust wildly between her legs through my pants, the feeling of being so close to success was driving me crazy.

Su also sat up, stared at me for a long time, and slowly leaned in to kiss my lips. Su's kiss was very gentle. Her lips were wet and soft, covering mine with a light touch. I closed my eyes, savoring the tender sensation, when suddenly I realized her tongue had slipped inside. I quickly responded with my own, trying to forcefully engulf it, but it was so smooth and agile that I couldn't succeed. Our tongues intertwined, like two snakes mating, each trying to discern the other's appearance and taste.

My mouth was overflowing with saliva uncontrollably, and Su seemed to be doing the same. In an instant, our mouths were overflowing with fluids, mixing together and flowing back and forth as we eagerly sucked on each other like we were drinking fine wine.

When our lips parted, Su's face flushed even more, her eyes brimming with desire. She suddenly lowered her head and gently removed my clothes, her hands caressing my chest, then gently pushed me down onto the wooden board, lowering her head to carefully kiss my upper body.

My chest heaved violently. Su's kisses seemed to possess a magical power, each one stirring a deep, tingling sensation deep within my bones. I couldn't help but place my hands on her head, my fingers digging deeply into her long hair. This time she didn't object, but the kisses moved lower and lower, eventually reaching my muscular abdomen, while her hands began to unzip my pants.

My already erect penis, no longer in a state of rage, sprang to life the moment my waistband was pulled down. A strong smell of semen filled Su's nostrils.

"We meet again, my lovely big guy," she said, somewhat infatuated, gazing at the steaming, towering object so close to her. My penis twitched twice, as if in response.

When her hands grasped the shaft, I could no longer restrain myself. I sat up abruptly, took her hand in return, and began to stroke it. Su was probably masturbating for the first time, watching my movements with curiosity, feeling the contours of my penis changing as it moved back and forth in her hand.

Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation at the base of my thigh. I looked down in surprise and vaguely saw a bright thread slowly flowing down Su's side. She followed my gaze and saw this too, immediately lowering her eyes in embarrassment, unable to look at me. I stopped what I was doing and used my fingers to scrape up the thick, sticky fluid, putting it in my mouth and savoring it carefully. I smacked my lips and said, "The stuff flowing from Su's body is indeed incredibly sweet!"

Su shuddered, moved closer, and lightly bit my ear, a sound as soft as a mosquito's buzz. I felt the tip of my penis touch a warm, moist hollow. Before I could react, Su's waist sank, and half of my penis disappeared into a wondrous world.

The moment I entered Su, I experienced a brief out-of-body sensation. What an alluring feeling! The narrow vaginal canal felt like a sheath filled with hot water, tightly enveloping me, allowing no chance of escape. Countless slick, soft rings of flesh squeezed and writhed, welcoming this uninvited guest with enthusiastic movements, like thousands of oil-soaked rubber bands tightly binding me, each ring constantly shifting in tightness and loosening, squeezing out the pleasure buried deep within my soul.

How could I bear it? Ignoring the pained expression on Su's face, I cupped her buttocks and thrust forcefully, breaking through the negligible resistance at the tip and "whoosh" penetrating her entire body.

"No..." Su groaned in pain, leaning weakly against my chest, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her fingertips sinking into my thick muscles.

"What's wrong?" I snapped back to reality, hurriedly pulling out a small section and patting Su's bare back reassuringly. She gasped for breath, looked up, and glared at me reproachfully, "You brat, trying to kill me?"

I chuckled foolishly, shamelessly asking, "Su, is it... too long since we've done this... a bit rusty?"

Su pinched my chest in exasperation, "You're so vain!" She laughed, covering my mouth with her hand, glancing down at our joined bodies, her face flushing even more, "No need to say anything, it... it's okay, anyway... I need to get used to it first." She shifted her waist uneasily as she spoke.

I suppressed the overwhelming pleasure, watching helplessly as Su closed her eyes and slowly sat down, rising, lowering her hips, rising again, feeling more frustrated than ever before.

"It feels so good..." Su sighed contentedly, tilting her head back. My desire surged, and I abruptly rolled over, pinning her beneath me. Amid her screams, my pent-up lust erupted uncontrollably, driving me to thrust with all my might, like a bellows whirring in a blacksmith's kiln. My thick, blunt penis seemed to become my own alter ego, brimming with fighting spirit and boundless power, determined to obliterate everything in its path.

"XX..." Su called my name, her legs spread wide, gripping my waist tightly, her brow furrowed as she murmured incoherently, "You...you're so fierce..." I, aroused by the moment, ripped open her bra and buried my face in her full breasts.

The faint scent of her breasts, like an aphrodisiac, fueled my frenzy, each thrust penetrating to the hilt, making a wet, wet sound. The powerful impacts left Su's body like a small boat in a raging storm, helplessly struggling to survive under my madness.

If Su's honeypot, when still, was like a sheath, then now it was a jellyfish constantly expanding and contracting, like an underwater current that could never subdue it. No matter how fierce or strong my attacks, it gently embraced and vanished without a trace.

"Ah...it's being crushed..." Su's voice grew louder and louder, her hands tightly gripping my head, her elastic breasts trembling before my eyes with my movements, like two white rabbits chasing and playing. Her body arched into a bow shape, and hot liquid gushed from her lower body from time to time, making my movements smoother and smoother.

Pleasure gushed out like a spring, and I had no time to remember its specific content. I only knew that I was following its footsteps and relentlessly demanding more. My body no longer belonged to me, but to the demon that had awakened in my heart.

"I can't take it anymore...Ohhhhhh!" Su suddenly screamed, her body straightening like a spring, holding me tightly with all her might, a spasm emanating from her vagina. My urge to urinate surged, and I gritted my teeth, thrusting a few times before letting out a low growl and penetrating deeply into her womb. My penis shuddered violently, erupting like a volcano, gushing out a bowlful of thick, hot semen, my mind blank.

Su's mouth was open, her gaze unfocused, as if she were crying, "You... gave it all to me..." I slowly came to my senses, the intense pleasure still lingering, feeling as if I had reached heaven. I lingered a few more moments in tenderness before withdrawing my semi-erect penis. Su gave a reluctant "hmm," and a large gush of milky, cloudy fluid gushed out like a clam opening its cork, splashing a mess onto our genitals.

After that, we enjoyed wonderful sex almost every day. Our intimate figures were everywhere—on the bed, on the floor.

But this blissful period didn't last long. Su suddenly quit her job and transferred to a large catering company. At the same time, she started coming home very late, sometimes not at all. I asked her about it, and she told me she was with her brother, so I didn't dare ask her brother.

One day, a classmate told me to talk to Su and show her more concern. I didn't understand what she meant. She told me that Su's family had introduced her to a boyfriend who worked in a restaurant, was doing well, and even owned an apartment.

Su had never told me any of this. One afternoon, Su said on QQ that she was going to Kaiyuan. I didn't immediately understand what she meant, but when I got home, she wasn't there. I called her, and she called back, saying she'd be back later, and then hung up. I called her several more times, but she didn't answer. I called the number she had called back and asked where it was. The person on the other end said Kaiyuan. That's when I realized where Su's location on QQ was. I took a taxi to Kaiyuan, got off, and searched around public phones. Finally, I found her there, but she was talking to a man.

I knew this was the man her family had introduced her to. I walked over and greeted them. The man clearly recognized me, and we chatted for a bit. I suggested we grab a bite to eat together, but he declined, saying he had other things to do, and left. I took Su's hand and we walked towards a restaurant. When we reached one, Su said the food was alright and suggested we eat there. I agreed and went inside. I barely touched my food because I really couldn't eat anymore.

I casually asked her if she'd eaten there before. She hummed in response, then suddenly realized something was amiss and quickly said she'd eaten there once with colleagues. I knew explaining was pointless; she'd eaten there with others many times before, not in small restaurants like mine, but in more upscale places like this.

After she finished eating, we took a car back. I told her she couldn't do that. She asked, "Can't do what?"

I told her, "You can't date two people at the same time."

She said, "I'm just making choices, I haven't committed to anyone. I still have the right to choose, right?"

"You do have the right to choose, but you can't be with one person while simultaneously trying to date another. If that's the case, I'd rather give up and not be chosen. If you want to be with someone else, please tell me. After the breakup, you can be yourself; I won't interfere." I told her what I'd been holding back for a long time. Ever since I found out she was dating someone else, I really couldn't accept it.

She said, "If I don't get to know them, I won't know who's better. There's nothing wrong with that."

I was speechless. What is this? Is it for love? Lovers make vows; if there's no room for another lover, who can accept such a relationship?

After going back, I told her I'd be staying at the company for the next couple of days and wouldn't be coming back. I asked her to take care of herself.

Su said okay.

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