【The Fallen Goddess】(03) Author: xxting

Author: xxting
Word Count: 11224

Chapter 3: If You Love, You Love

Chen Ming's residential area was situated along a medium-sized road. European-style buildings,
varying in height, were nestled amidst lush greenery. The pointed roofs of each building appeared
noble and . The dark asphalt road within the complex was marked with neat, white lane lines, and the streetlights on both sides
formed a long corridor that seemed to float in mid-air in the night. The gatekeeper at the main entrance stood ramrod straight, respectfully greeting
those entering and leaving. Seeing Xia Qianting drag two suitcases from the taxi, he immediately jogged over,
helping her carry her luggage to the elevator before politely saying goodbye. This
brought . When she entered the house using the key Chen Ming had given her, she saw that Chen Ming had already moved to
the living room, his legs propped up on the coffee table, leisurely watching the football match on TV. Qian Ting couldn't help but laugh.
"You really know how to enjoy yourself." Chen Ming looked at her with a grin. "Your arrival is the real enjoyment." "Get lost
, shameless!" Qian Ting couldn't help but overthink things, blushing as she scolded him. Chen Ming made a wronged face,
not arguing, and instead said, "You've been busy all day, go take a shower." Xia Xiting had just
arrived and was a little embarrassed about taking a shower, but she had indeed worked up a sweat after a busy day. Always a clean person, she hesitated
for a moment before agreeing, "Okay, but let me pack my things first."

After showering, Xiting used a hairdryer to dry her hair until it was half dry, put her clothes
in the washing machine first, and then came out to ask Chen Ming, "I'm done, you... you want to take a shower too?" Chen Ming
looked at his girlfriend in front of him wearing a silk round-neck nightgown, frowned, and changed the subject, "
Why are you wearing a bra with a nightgown? Isn't it uncomfortable?" Xiting rolled her eyes at him angrily, "It's none of your business if I want to
!

Hey, are you going to take a shower or not?" Chen Ming said with a grin, "You're so fierce... you're urging me to take
a shower, are you... in a hurry to wash up?" "Get lost, you're so unserious!" " I just can't stand the smell of your sweat
!"

"I can't move." "Find a way to move." "You'll fall..." "Be careful!" "How?"
"Extra careful!" "You heartless bastard..." Chen Ming grumbled, leaning on his hastily bought crutches
, and limped to the bathroom. Qian Ting, still worried, asked through the door, "Are you sure you can manage?" "No,
you have to help me..." Chen Ming's tone was clearly teasing. "Go away, I'm ignoring you!"

Qian Ting turned and sat on the living room sofa for a while, feeling a bit bored, then picked up her laptop and went to
the study . Chen Ming's study was large, with deep red solid wood bookshelves filling two walls. In the middle of the room was an
unusually wide writing desk, with chairs on either side, enough for two people to face each other. Xiting
turned on her computer and aimlessly browsed the internet. Suddenly, something seemed to remember her,
and she opened QQ. Before she could even check if Mr. Li was online, his avatar was already flashing in the lower right corner.

Xiting was a little excited, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face. She opened a window and started chatting with Mr. Li.
After a few sentences, Xiting was asked if she was already living at her boyfriend's house. Mr. Li laughed and said, "Finally going to lose your virginity,
huh?"

Xiting no longer felt awkward about Mr. Li's direct and blunt language. Firstly, she felt it was just an
online chat, and secondly, they had already had many conversations that touched on sensitive topics. In addition, Xiting was not a
person who liked to pretend or beat around the bush, so she actually felt that being direct and not beating around the bush was good. However, the topic still made
her a little shy. Qianting typed out a long explanation, but Mr. Li didn't seem to care. "You're living
together now, if you don't make love, people will misunderstand." His words stirred up memories deep within Qianting, and she couldn't help but ask
, "Really? Do men really value this?"

Mr. Li: "Of course, when love is deep, it's about making love."

Qianting: "But I haven't particularly wanted to. Does that mean I don't love him enough?"

Mr. Li: "It's normal to be a little resistant and afraid of things you haven't experienced before because you're a virgin. But
you two usually get excited when you kiss and hug, right?"

Qianting: "Yes..."

Mr. Li: "Then you must enjoy making love."

Qianting: "Mmm..." "...I'm still scared, I don't know what it will really be like..."

Mr. Li: "I told you before, you need to be prepared, get into the mood, relax, and it would be even better if you could please your
man little more."

Qianting: "It's so complicated, so difficult, I don't know how."

Mr. Li: "Then I'll teach you. Are you alone? Where's your boyfriend?"

Qianting

: "He's probably taking a shower." Mr. Li: "Then let me teach you how to relax first

." Qianting: "Okay, how do I teach you?"

Mr. Li: "Just do as I say. What are you wearing right now?"

Qianting is an easygoing and docile person, and instinctively answered that she was wearing a nightgown. Mr. Li tentatively asked,
"Have you ever touched your own breasts?" "I haven't touched them intentionally." "Has your boyfriend touched them? Kissed them?" "..."

…

The conversation was gradually guided deeper, and Qianting's thoughts were
filled Her chest heaved, her ears burned, and her heart pounded. Mr. Li kept asking Qianting, "
Does it feel good to be touched?" "Does it feel good to be sucked?" "Is your pussy wet from being touched?" Qianting blushed and panted,
but she couldn't resist answering "yes" and "um" repeatedly. Mr. Li praised her at the right time, "That's good.
Now you need to learn to touch your own pussy." "Ah, that's so embarrassing..." Qianting was already
unable to resist . Mr. Li saw the hesitation in her voice, "You need to be familiar with your body's reactions, otherwise you won't
be able to cooperate smoothly with your boyfriend." This reason gave Qianting a reassuring excuse. At this moment, she
had already fallen into the trap of lust. Her psychological and physical sexual impulses made her completely accept further attempts at sex
. "Then... how do I touch you?" Qianting had forgotten her original intention of trying these things to satisfy her boyfriend.

Under Mr. Li's expert guidance, Qianting's slender, fair fingers reached into her previously unexplored
secret garden, gently pressing against the delicate petals. The erotic sensation emanating from her private parts caused Qianting to involuntarily close
her eyes, her vision filled with the dizzying pleasure of being violated by her two ex-boyfriends. In her daze, the screen in front of her suddenly brightened.
Suddenly, darkness fell, and Mr. Li's words began to flow. Qianting, who would normally find the words utterly offensive,
complied without hesitation. With increasingly rapid and forceful finger stimulation, Qianting didn't realize
she had begun to moan and pant softly. Her legs spread wide, her fingers, inserted into her panties, were already soaked
in a pool of glistening, slippery vaginal fluid. The emptiness in her vagina compelled Qianting to slightly
insert her fingers, then, fearing she might break her hymen, she forcefully withdrew. Lost in self-desecration, a
voice echoed repeatedly in Qianting's mind, "So this is what it feels like." Driven by a desire to go further, Qianting read
Mr. Li's increasingly explicit and provocative words on the screen. "Haven't spoken in so long, you must be
enjoying it , right?" "Your little cunt's already soaking wet, isn't it?" "Go ahead and moan, I'll teach you how to moan later."

Every word made Qianting tremble all over, her breath becoming suffocating, wishing she could immediately insert
her fingers into her already gushing pussy. Just as Qianting was on the verge of climaxing, Chen Ming
's voice calling her from the bathroom saved her, "Baby, come help me!" Qianting woke up with a start, hurriedly sitting up straight
, her soaking wet pussy pressed against her panties, a cold sensation mixed with shame made her shiver. Qianting
hurriedly cleaned her wet fingers, quickly sent a message to Mr. Li, "Boyfriend's done, I'm
logging off," then turned off the computer and ran to the bathroom to help.

Chen Ming, shirtless and wearing only underwear, sat on the chair Qian Ting had prepared for him in the bathroom, stretching out
one hand. "I tried my best, help me." Qian Ting's heart was still pounding, but looking at
Chen Ming 's appearance, she couldn't help but chuckle. She picked up the t-shirt hanging by the door and threw it at him. "Stop being a pervert,
put it on!"

Under Qian Ting's strong protest, Chen Ming gave up his request to go to his bedroom to watch TV together. The two
went to the living room and sat on the sofa to watch an NBA replay. Before long, they inevitably became a little affectionate. Qianting was still
somewhat dazed from being teased on QQ, but Chen Ming's intimate actions made her inexplicably want to escape. After
kissing Chen Ming for a while, she said, "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

The next day, while Chen Ming was in the bathroom, Qianting couldn't resist going on QQ again. Surprisingly, President Li
was also online, as if by unspoken agreement, and immediately asked, "How was it with your boyfriend yesterday?"

Qianting: "How was it?"

President Li: "Nothing happened? You slept together but didn't have sex?"

Qianting: "No, we weren't together, I slept in the guest room."

President Li: "Sigh, your boyfriend is too..." "He's a man now?"

Qianting: "No, but firstly, he's practically disabled :), and secondly, I still don't feel ready.
He still respects me a lot."

Mr. Li: "You're worrying too much. There's no need to overthink it. Just enjoy the physical pleasure."

Qianting: "...I'm worried that if I agree so easily, will he think I'm too easy?"

Mr. Li: "How could he? You two have a great relationship, don't worry."

Qianting: "Okay, I hope so..."

Mr. Li: "Don't overthink it. Even without feelings, sex is wonderful."

Qianting: "Oh my god... how can that be..." "Sure."

Mr. Li: "Really? You see, quite a few people do partner swapping for sex, just because sex itself is so
wonderful."

Xiting: "My God... how can anyone accept something like that..."

Mr. Li: "Of course, I've participated before."

Xiting: "You? Aren't you unmarried?"

Mr. Li: "Yes, I found a prostitute to pretend to be my girlfriend, and then I swapped partners with a couple. The
other woman really enjoyed it, she had multiple orgasms. Later, her husband even told me that his wife said having sex with strangers
was incredibly exciting."

Xiting: "I'm speechless! I can't even imagine! How..." "Some people are willing to have sex with strangers..."

Mr. Li: "Hey, haven't you experienced that? Actually, unusual things are often very exciting, like bungee jumping.
Who would climb up and jump off for no reason?"

Xi Ting: "I don't think sex is as tempting as you say..."

Mr. Li: "Don't believe me? Let's try it out on QQ and see what it feels like?"

Xi Ting: "? On QQ?"

Mr. Li: "It's just text. I'll explain every step and detail of sex, and then teach you how to do it,
how that? And aren't you worried about not being able to cooperate well with your boyfriend? It's a good opportunity for a practical exercise."

Xi Ting was persuaded again. When she typed "husband" on
QQ a wave of dizziness swept over her eyes. Mr. Li was groping Qian Ting on QQ, instructing her
to mistake his caresses for kisses. He forced her to type
lewd

phrases like "I'm soaking wet," "I feel like I want it," and "Husband, fuck me." Enveloped in this decadent atmosphere and under its allure, Qian Ting, though
psychologically resistant, complied. Unwilling to interrupt the continuous pleasure surging through her body, she
had to type with only one hand, her slow replies and frequent typos serving as clear reminders
that the beautiful woman on the other end of the screen was completely under Mr. Li's control. Panting heavily, Qian Ting watched the repeated
messages on the screen, "Husband, fuck your little hole hard," and almost frantically rubbed
her . Streams of pleasure coursing through her body
converged like a stream, and her increasingly sensitive private parts seemed to contract under pressure, her whole body tensing more and more. Qianting was somewhat
at a loss , but still chose to continue. In an instant, like a tightly compressed spring bursting, Qianting's
body involuntarily tensed, her buttocks lifting off the chair cushion. Her private parts began to uncontrollably tighten and
relax , releasing waves of incredibly pleasurable heat that rushed straight to her brain. Qianting suppressed the urge to scream,
desperately squeezing her legs together with her still-trapped hand, clenching her teeth and letting out a long whimper. Her throat was
sore , and she felt as if her lungs were being emptied, forcing her to gasp for breath. Feeling lightheaded, Qianting took
a while to recover. Her blurry vision gradually cleared, and she realized that the QQ chat window was silent. She reached out
to type, only to find that her fingers were covered in clear, sticky vaginal fluid. Feeling both ashamed and embarrassed, she quickly
grabbed and wiped herself clean. Without thinking, she typed a few words: "Husband..."

Mr. Li: "Did you climax?"

Qianting: "It felt like a dam bursting..."

Mr. Li: "You've been online for minutes."

Xiting: "...This...is it good?"

Mr. Li: "Of course, it makes men feel very accomplished."

Xiting: "Okay..."

Mr. Li: "Is the bone above your vagina raised or flat?"

Xiting: "...It's a little raised. Why are you asking?"

Mr. Li: "Hmm, your sex drive must be very strong!"

Xiting: "No way! You're lying, what does it have to do with bones!"

The two chatted for a while longer before Xiting logged off to help Chen Ming.

After settling into Chen Ming's home, Xiting began to apply hot compresses and massages to Chen Ming's ankle every day, assisting with flexion and extension,
as well as preparing three meals a day and taking care of his daily needs. Chen Ming was deeply moved, and his ankle injury healed
quickly ; after about a week, he could stand without pain. However, Chen Ming was unaware that his
girlfriend's hidden desires, deep within her body and heart, had been unknowingly discovered by someone else, and it was already
out of control. Ever since Xia Xiting experienced her first orgasm through online sex with President Li, her instinctive sexual
desire had intensified. The ecstatic feeling of that orgasm became an indelible memory,
constantly resurfacing and tempting her to the point of unbearable urges. As Chen Ming recovered day by day, the constant
companionship made it increasingly difficult for him to suppress his primal urges. Xiting gradually yielded after each passionate encounter
, finally agreeing to share a bed with him after Chen Ming's repeated entreaties. However, with such a warm and soft body beside him, how could
Chen Ming sleep peacefully? Xiting had to resort to oral sex to relieve herself at the last moment time and again.
This entanglement lasted for almost a week, and Xiting herself was starting to succumb. "Actually... it doesn't matter anymore, right..."

Xiting convinced herself.

One afternoon in July, the outside world was a stark white of midsummer, the cicadas' chirping seemingly cheering on the intense
sunlight . On the 12th floor of a mid-rise building, Chen Ming and Xia Xiting sat facing each other on either side of a desk. The air conditioner mounted on
one wall quietly kept the room temperature quite comfortable. Xiting was flipping through a
thick book with the words "Understanding Media" printed on it, while Chen Ming sat behind the computer opposite him, working on a task assigned by his supervisor.
They hadn't spoken for a while when suddenly Chen Ming clapped his hands, startling Xiting. She looked up and pretended to glare at him fiercely,
"What's wrong with you! You scared me!" Chen Ming said, "Finally finished downloading Pirates of the Caribbean 3,
let's watch it together tonight!" Xiting then gave him a sweet smile, "Okay, then I'll go to Walmart
to buy some snacks and drinks, and I can also get some takeout for dinner." Chen Ming was a little embarrassed, "It's so hot
..." "It's okay, I'll take an umbrella." Xiting checked her watch; it was already 4 o'clock. She stood up, walked around the desk
, kissed Chen Ming, grabbed her bag, and went out, but she went to the mall first. With her own little scheme in mind, she went straight
to the lingerie section, a square area on the fourth floor of the mall, cleverly divided into a P-shape,
making it feel like entering a dazzling garden. With the help of the sales assistants, Qianting browsed around
and finally bought a slip dress with lace embellishments on the hem, shoulders, neckline, and collar. On her way downstairs,
she passed the shoes and bags section and couldn't resist browsing again. She immediately spotted a pair of strappy high-heeled sandals displayed high up;
they were on sale for 50% off, and coincidentally, there was only one pair left in size 36. Qianting tried them on and bought them without hesitation
.

"Baby, come on, it's about to start!" Chen Ming connected his computer to the TV in the bedroom; the screen was frozen on
the opening sequence, and a large bedside table was piled high with chips, orange juice, and other snacks. Seeing that it was almost 8 pm, Chen Ming
was getting impatient, lying on the large bed and urging the bathroom staff to hurry. "Ready!"
Qianting replied through the door, amidst the whirring of the hairdryer. Not long after, the bathroom door opened, and Chen Ming quickly called out, "Come on, come on, let's watch a movie!

" However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of high heels slowly approaching. He couldn't help but
feel suspicious. Why would someone wear high heels at home for no reason? But when he turned around, he was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped
.

Xia Xiting appeared in the bedroom doorway like a fairy descended from heaven, radiant and beautiful. She was wearing a
light camel-colored silk slip dress with a deep V-neck decorated with three-finger-wide brown and black lace trim, which was stretched tightly by her full
breasts Against her skin, the outlines of two nipples were faintly visible on the soft, draping fabric. A deep
cleavage emerged from the neckline, creating a hazy shadow on Qianting's snow-white breasts. The dress's
perfectly fitted waist subtly accentuated Qianting's slender, rounded figure. Matching lace embellishments on both sides adorned
the curves of her profile. The short hemline barely covered her shapely buttocks, and the lace at the hem made her long,
straight more alluring. Qianting wore newly purchased high-heeled sandals, the thin black straps simply
crossing at the instep. Several embellishments accentuated the whiteness and tenderness of Qianting's jade-like feet. The 11-centimeter stilettos supported her steep
curves, bending the lines of her calves and insteps into a flowing, waterfall-like silhouette, as if only her toes touched the ground,
creating a ballerina-like lightness and precariousness. Chen Ming stared, mesmerized. Qianting, somewhat shyly, slightly twisted
her waist and turned halfway around, prompting Chen Ming to gasp in amazement. The backless nightgown, with two thin straps draped over
her shoulders , crossed over her fair skin, and gently lifted just before revealing her buttocks. The hem of her skirt
concealed her deep spinal groove, which peeked out from beneath her flowing hair, casting a dark shadow on her smooth, beautiful back. Qianting's
eyes sparkled, a mixture of excitement and shyness making her feel somewhat awkward standing there. Chen Ming, already aroused, swallowed
a few times to compose himself before opening his arms. "Baby, you're so beautiful!"

Hearing her boyfriend's call, Qianting slowly approached, the clatter of her high heels like
accompaniment to her graceful figure. Chen Ming, impatient, didn't wait for Qianting to take off her shoes before forcefully pulling her
up . Qianting let out a soft cry, not understanding what was happening, as Chen Ming pinned her down and kissed her passionately.
The soft touch, the fresh scent, the moist contact aroused Chen Ming's lust, and without a word, he slipped his hand inside Qianting
's nightgown, ravaging her breasts, which were too large to be grasped with one hand. Qianting's body was now
extremely sensitive ; the kisses and nipple stimulation alone were enough to make her moan and gasp. "Let it
happen naturally," Qianting told herself. Free from burdens, she responded naturally to her boyfriend, her
slender, shapely arms gently supporting Chen Ming's waist, her eyes closed, an expression of pure bliss on her face.

Chen Ming kissed her passionately for a while, then couldn't resist pulling Qianting's nightgown down from her shoulders and leaning over her right side.
He lowered his head and took Qianting's already erect nipple into his mouth, teasing it relentlessly with his tongue. Qianting immediately began to moan, "Ah...
ah

...ah," her hands moving aimlessly. Chen Ming used his left hand to wrap around Qianting's head from behind,
playing with her left breast, while his right hand swiftly pulled her nightgown up to her waist and then directly inserted it into her
panties. Qianting instinctively tried to push him away, but Chen Ming's firm and somewhat rough movements quickly brought her to arousal
. Completely under his control, Qianting quickly entered Chen Ming's rhythm. Her fair body lay slightly to the side, all three points of
her body being conquered, continuously raising her pleasure. Her high-heeled sandals were still on her feet,
occasionally trembling unconsciously. Her body twisted and touched Chen Ming's leg; the cool, sharp sensation
excited him even more. Qian Ting's beautiful cheeks were already flushed. Chen Ming would occasionally lean over and
lick and suck behind her ears and on her earlobes, each time sending Qian Ting trembling as if electrocuted, her moans of "Ahhh... Oh..." ringing
out. Qian Ting, nearly driven to the brink of collapse by Chen Ming's torment, finally couldn't hold on any longer. Her private parts were
overflowing with love juice, and the intense longing for fulfillment forced her to whisper through her continuous panting, "
Husband, I want..."

Chen Ming felt as if he had received a divine blessing. As if on cue, while continuing to kiss Qianting, he reached out and pulled down her small panties.
Qianting cooperated by bending one leg and slowly pulling her foot out of the panties. Without the last layer of
protection , Qianting's private parts came into contact with the cold air, like a helpless flower awaiting an unknown storm.

Before Qianting could think further, Chen Ming had already pulled off his own panties, rolled over and pinned him down. His already
hot and swollen glans pressed against Qianting's moist and slippery entrance. Her vagina, thoroughly cleansed by foreplay, was now
slightly open, like a small mouth, brimming with slippery love juice. He took the tip of his penis into his mouth, the exquisite sensation making Chen Ming
gasp. The nearly naked beauty before him turned her head to one side,
the prominent and her slender collarbones accentuating the fullness of her breasts. Her legs were spread wide,
bent at her sides, and she wore black stilettos. Chen Ming couldn't resist leaning down and kissing Qian Ting,
whispering in her ear, "Baby, I'm coming." Then, he slowly began to thrust in, his hard
penis, lubricated by her juices, slowly opening her entrance and gradually penetrating. Qian Ting's tight little hole was being
truly penetrated for the first time, every inch of her tender flesh gripping the invading penis tightly, constantly transmitting unprecedented
pleasure, urging Qian Ting to moan "Ah...ah...um...um," making Chen Ming
want to thrust all the way in immediately. However, as soon as the glans was fully inserted, his penis felt a barrier.
The word "virgin" that popped into his mind gave Chen Ming immense pleasure. He didn't rush to deflower Qian Ting,
but instead began to gently thrust in and out repeatedly, using the limited space in front of her. Qian Ting didn't experience the intense
pain she was expecting. Instead, she felt a slow, gentle thrusting, the glans rubbing and squeezing against the entrance of her vagina, which was
already quite overwhelming for her. She moaned and groaned in rhythm with Chen Ming, her hands
gripping the sheets tightly. Her breasts, which were heaving from the thrusting, gradually turned red. Seeing that
Qian Ting was completely captivated by pleasure, Chen Ming slowly increased the amplitude of his thrusts. Each
impact against the barrier made Qian Ting let out a moan that seemed to be forced from her throat, "Ah...ah...ah..."
Her full, red lips remained open, a few strands of hair sticking to the corners of her mouth, giving her a somewhat worldly
appearance . Chen Ming braced himself on the bed, his desire to conquer making him disregard everything else. His already engorged penis, throbbing as if about to
burst, began a relentless assault. The inexperienced Qian Ting felt as if her body was on fire, the heat searing
her ecstatic body and mind. Gradually, a slight stinging pain mingled with the surging pleasure, causing
Qian Ting to instinctively bite her lip and tilt her head back, letting out a few soft moans. Chen Ming, however, had already plunged his entire penis in. "Finally..." A fleeting thought crossed Qian Ting's mind before she was swept away into a sea of desire. Chen Ming couldn't help but look down at their joined parts. Qian Ting's delicate labia were being pulled in and out by his penis, like a small mouth constantly swallowing and spitting out fluid. His engorged penis, glistening with love juice, was streaked with crimson blood. Xiting's vagina tightly enveloped Chen Ming's penis, like a small, forceful hand slowly massaging and wriggling. The complex undulations of her vagina brought Chen Ming a wonderful sucking sensation with each thrust. Chen Ming tried to increase the speed, and the impact of their private parts produced a series of soft "slap slap slap" sounds. Xiting's bent legs were pressed and swayed back and forth, the panties still hanging on one leg gently swaying back and forth. Her fair instep was stretched straight in her high heels, and her toes unconsciously curled up. Chen Ming thrust all the way in each time, the continuous stimulation mixed with a line of pain, giving Xiting a strange pleasure. "He's making me want to die..." Xiting had this thought, and a tenderness and attachment to Chen Ming welled up from the bottom of her heart, like pouring a spoonful of oil into a burning fire , making Xiting even more sensitive. As Chen Ming thrust forcefully and recklessly, Qian Ting's slender fingers gripped his arm tightly. Her ears and neck flushed red, her brows furrowed, and her lips parted, sometimes panting heavily, sometimes letting out long cries. Her breasts heaved, displaying their fullness nipples erect and swollen, her delicate areolas slightly enlarged. Chen Ming thrust faster and faster, and with a series of sounds of genitals colliding, Qian Ting suddenly tensed, her hands digging tightly into the flesh of Chen Ming's arm, crying out loudly, "Ah... ah ah... ah..." Accompanied by her hips arching upwards, Chen Ming's thrusting penis felt the rhythmic contractions and spasms of Qian Ting's vagina, becoming much more lubricated with the friction. Then he felt some fluid on her skin. "She actually orgasmed on her first time, and her reaction was so strong..." Chen Ming was overjoyed and couldn't help but want to go further, so he continued to thrust even more fiercely. Qianting went completely mad, her loud moans becoming a chorus, her hands flailing wildly, her snow-white skin flushed red in patches. Her already sensitive vagina, heightened by the intense thrusting, caused her entire body to tremble uncontrollably. Chen Ming was on the verge of climaxing; his penis grew even thicker and harder. After a few more powerful thrusts, he finally ejaculated, his penis pressed tightly against the deepest part of Qianting's vagina. Qianting clung tightly to Chen Ming, who was lying on top of her, being...

Her heart pounded wildly, forcing her to gasp for breath. She let the hot, throbbing penis ejaculate inside her, still basking in the afterglow of
her orgasm , her eyes closed as she quietly enjoyed Chen Ming's repeated kisses, like rewards.

After calming down slightly, Chen Ming felt a pang of guilt. "I'm sorry... I... I couldn't help but go inside
..." Qian Ting, who was carefully wiping herself, looked up at him with a sweet smile. "It's okay... I
like it." Chen Ming hadn't expected Qian Ting to say that, so he leaned over and kissed her forehead. "
Did I hurt you just now?" "A little bit, but... I like it." Chen Ming was so touched he didn't know what to say
. He simply pulled up the straps of Qian Ting's nightgown and took off her high-heeled sandals. "You look so
sexy ." He casually complimented her, "I'm glad you like it." Qianting got up and got out of bed. "The sheets are messy... I
'll change them and go wash them. Move aside." "I'll always be good to you." "I know." "Are you... alright?"

Seeing Chen Ming rambling and somewhat out of control, Qianting went over and kissed him. "Don't overthink it, I'm very
happy right now!"

For the three days after Qianting lost her virginity, Chen Ming didn't ask for sex again for her health. At night, he would gently
hold Qianting and let her sleep peacefully. After her first time, Xia Qianting became even more attached to Chen Ming, as if she had already become his
. Sex brought Xiting unparalleled happiness, prompting her to share it with Mr. Li on QQ.
Upon hearing that she had finally given herself to him, Mr. Li naturally expressed his support: "Feeling even better with your boyfriend now?" "Yeah,
really!" "Enjoy it while you can." "Um... thank you for helping me take this step smoothly."

"I was just talking to you; you have a good foundation." "Haha, there's a 'foundation'?"

"Yes, like how you orgasm very easily." "Oh my god, you're embarrassing me again!" Xiting typed with a smile.

By the time the Beijing Olympics opened, Chen Ming could walk almost independently, though his ankle was still
a little stiff, preventing him from running or jumping. Xiting didn't mention going back to the dormitory and continued to stay with Chen Ming at
home. Having tasted the forbidden fruit, Qianting was deeply attracted by the wonders of sex, while Chen Ming, who had just possessed Qianting's body, was even more
insatiable. The two made love almost every day, even upon waking up in the morning or when they suddenly felt aroused during the day.
Qianting would obediently satisfy her boyfriend, including trying various sexual positions and postures. Her sensitive body allowed her to experience the pleasure of orgasm
each time . Happy days always pass quickly, and before they knew it, summer vacation was coming to an end.
Chen Ming had recovered considerably, and in five days, his parents would be returning to their home country. Chen Ming and Qianting reluctantly began packing
their luggage, preparing to return to campus life. When Xiting dragged her suitcase back in, her roommates naturally
exclaimed , "Mrs. Chen is back? How's your married life?" "You guys are such jerks, always teasing us!" Xiting
blushed. "Hey, how was it? Seriously," one girl asked, tugging at Xiting's shoulder. "How was what?"

"Are you playing dumb? Of course, it's about how well your husband is doing!" "Go away, I'm not talking to you anymore!" "Sweetie,
you're in a bad mood because you're separated." The roommates started teasing each other. Suddenly, one girl said seriously, "But you guys
could actually rent a place. There are a few nice neighborhoods near the school." "Forget it, I'm so...
reluctant to leave you guys!" Xiting teased. "That's so fake! You're reluctant to see us hanging out with your husband for two months without coming back."
The roommates started joking around again.

It's back-to-school season again, and Xia Xiting, a third-year student, has joined the welcoming team. A busy week
has finally passed, and Xiting, who didn't finish until 9 pm on Friday, is exhausted. She was just thinking about
how she could Chen Ming called. This coincidence
brought a happy smile to Xiting's face. When she answered, Chen Ming asked directly, "Finished?" "Yeah." "Oh… well

, I might have to go to Shanghai tomorrow." Xiting's heart sank, and disappointment filled her,
but she quickly regained her composure. "Oh, what for in Shanghai?" "I'm still in the lab. My boss contacted
a hardware company in Shanghai for a collaboration, and he wants me to go and discuss it this weekend." "Oh, okay. You've bought your ticket? When are
you coming back?" "Everything's ready. Probably around next Monday or Tuesday." Xia Xiting dragged her heavy
body back to her dormitory. After washing up, she felt incredibly exhausted. Leaning against the bed, she turned on her computer to find some movies to watch,
but suddenly remembered that it had been almost half a month since she had contacted Mr. Li on QQ. She couldn't help but
check , and sure enough, his profile picture was gray. "Could something have happened?" Xiting worried in her heart
and couldn't help but send an offline message: "You haven't been around, have you? Are you alright?" She waited for a long time, but the message remained unanswered, like
a stone sinking into the sea The successive disappointments made her mood plummet.

After enduring a few lonely days, Chen Ming finally returned. They had
missed each other terribly after only a few days apart, and that night they went to a hotel and booked a room to enjoy a passionate night. Chen Ming had been holding back for several days, and as soon as he entered
the room and closed the door, he couldn't wait to push Xiting down onto the bed. Xiting struggled a couple of times but then gave in. Xia Xiting
's body was actually very sensitive, and usually only 3 to 5 minutes... He would reach his first climax within minutes, and it was normal to reach
climax , which made Chen Ming completely infatuated. When the two lay down, exhausted, Qian
Ting turned and rested her head on Chen Ming's chest, asking, "Is the business in Shanghai finished?" "Yes." "Do you need to go again?"

Chen Ming was surprisingly silent for a while. Qian Ting looked up at him, puzzled. "What's wrong?" "
Nothing , I guess we don't need to go to Shanghai anymore." "Yes." A deep weariness washed over them, and as they chatted, they slowly
drifted off to sleep.

Senior students all face the choice of employment or further studies, and Chen Ming was no exception. Because A University
wasn't in a first-tier city, Chen Ming planned to pursue a master's degree directly at the university, which would also allow him to continue being with Qian Ting.
Qian Ting also planned to find a job locally after graduation and see where Chen Ming would go next. This semester, Chen Ming
suddenly became much busier. The pressure of project deadlines forced him to work overtime frequently, sometimes even living and eating in
the lab. Qian Ting was somewhat resentful of Chen Ming's increasingly less time with her, but she also knew her boyfriend was under a lot of pressure, so she
became even more gentle and considerate. One evening, Chen Ming had a rare day off from work, and Qian Ting accompanied him to a small restaurant a little
further away . The two sat side by side, holding hands and appearing very affectionate. However, Qian Ting
keenly sensed that Chen Ming seemed a bit absent-minded. After holding back for a while, she still asked, "You seem to have something on your mind?"

"No," Chen Ming said with a surprised look, "No way." Qian Ting looked into his eyes and said, "Don't pretend, I can tell."

"Okay, it's just that there are some difficulties with the project,
and
I can't help but think about it sometimes. I'm sorry." Xiting was somewhat skeptical, but still put her arms around Chen Ming's arm. "Relax, there'll always be a way. Being anxious won't help." "Okay, I know. The food's ready, I'm starving!"

The two spent two months peacefully like this. Xiting got used to Chen Ming's occasional absent-mindedness and
would often comfort him, telling him not to put too much pressure on himself. One day in October,
after class, Xiting had a simple dinner with Chen Ming. Chen Ming took her back to her dormitory and then went back to the lab to work overtime.

Xiting read for over an hour, feeling a little tired, so she got up and walked around for a while, then put the book back on
the bookshelf and took out her computer to surf the internet. Unexpectedly, Mr. Li's avatar
flashed in . Xiting exclaimed "Oh!" in surprise and quickly clicked to see what was happening, but the result made her unable to believe her
eyes. On the white chat window background, a line of black text read, "Hello, I'm Mr. Li's assistant
. Are you Ms. Xia?"

Qianting was puzzled and hesitated before replying with a "Yes." The person continued, "Mr. Li was in a serious
car accident a month ago and just woke up yesterday. He asked me to contact you." Qianting's head buzzed, and she quickly asked,
"Oh my god, is he alright?" The person said, "His condition isn't optimistic, but he asked me to tell you that he misses you and wants
to see you. He's currently in the intensive care unit at the provincial hospital." "See me? I just..." Qianting felt the world
suddenly go silent, with only her own heart pounding in the silence. "I've relayed his message. He really
cares about you. If you remember our friendship, you can message me anytime, and I'll drive to pick you up." The person
left a phone number and then went offline, leaving Qianting sitting alone in front of the computer, like a beautiful
wooden or clay sculpture.

[To be continued]

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