Romantic Encounter During Business Trip

Last night I was on a business trip, and I never expected to have such a romantic encounter on the way!! I boarded the train at 10:20 PM last night, in carriage 15. I bought a hard seat ticket; I usually don't like to buy sleeper berths when traveling alone because there are so many opportunities in hard seats!! At 10:25 PM on August 1st, I walked to my seat, and I was immediately excited! I had a middle seat, and next to me by the window was a girl wearing glasses, a white skirt, and a black top. She had a decent figure, around 160cm tall, quite plump, with long hair, and was carrying a backpack. As

soon as I saw her attire and face, I knew I was going to "win her over" tonight! While I was putting away my luggage, I noticed she was secretly watching me (to be honest, I look like an intellectual, young and approachable, with an appearance that at least doesn't annoy girls). I deliberately took out my fancy phone and started texting. As expected, she also took out her phone and started fiddling with it. Haha, just from her behavior, I knew she was naive and liked to show off in front of boys.

At 10:30 PM, as soon as the train departed, she took out a book and started flipping through it. I glanced at it; it was "Linear Algebra." Hehe, the girl was continuing to show off! She wasn't actually reading seriously; her purpose was just to show the boy next to her (me) that she was a knowledgeable intellectual. I knew she must be a university student; judging from her books, she should be a freshman or sophomore, studying science. She came from Beijing, so she must be studying there and going home for summer vacation. She's a freshman and already has a cell phone, which means she's probably from the city. Judging from her short skirt, she seems open-minded (though I'm not sure if she's truly open-minded). Okay, tonight's going to be interesting (if she were from the countryside, things might be different).

Alright, I'm going to make my move. With a female student like this, you have to play the long game; you can keep in touch after she goes back to Beijing. But tonight, I won't miss my chance. I have a topic to talk about. I deliberately asked her, "Are you studying advanced mathematics?" She immediately put down her book and said very warmly, "No, it's linear algebra." So, we started talking about math, university life, and hobbies. She really is a freshman at Peking University, studying computer science. She's from Henan, born in 1983, and just turned 20 this year. She's visiting friends during summer vacation and returning to Beijing in four days; it's her first time taking a train. She's full of curiosity about everything around her. I have some experience dealing with girls like this. You can't rush things; you have to cultivate her goodwill and trust.

We were having a good chat, and I asked to see her photo. She showed me photos from her wallet and her student ID, and I also got her phone number. I told her stories and interesting things, and she listened happily. So we started touching arms more often. I deliberately touched her more, and she didn't shy away. I rested my leg on hers, and even with the muscle contact, she didn't pull away; she stayed close to my leg.

We chatted for over two hours, and around 1 a.m., she said she was going to sleep and asked me to watch her backpack. Haha, she trusts me a lot. Based on our conversation and the atmosphere, she wasn't sleepy, but she wanted to sleep, which meant... She lay on the table, and I lay down next to her. After about ten minutes, I put my hand on hers. She didn't react, so I immediately pulled her hand. She struggled a couple of times, but weakly, so I held her hand tightly. She resisted a few times, then stopped moving. After a while, I put my hand on her back and hugged her. She didn't move at all, but I was sure she wasn't asleep. Okay, I continued...

She lay on the table, and I sat up straight. After a while, I leaned over her back, my right hand wrapped around her waist from the inside. She immediately grabbed my right hand, preventing me from moving. I held her right hand with my left hand, and then started rubbing her waist with my right hand. She moved slowly. I put my hand inside her clothes and touched her belly, which was very delicate. She didn't move, so I slowly started to move my hand upwards. She started to stop me with her hands, but she still lay on the table and didn't get up. I got bolder, which meant that she wasn't angry or disgusted with me. I pressed her right hand tightly with my left hand, and my right hand moved freely inside. The bra was a very thin one with lace on the edge. I reached inside the bra and it was so soft that I couldn't see the color, which was a shame. There were small particles around her nipples, which were already erect. I twisted her nipples vigorously. It may be due to the complex sensation of stimulation and pain, and her chest began to rise and fall, which was very depressing. Her hand twisted tightly in my palm, which I enjoyed very much.

For a full 20 minutes, I was satisfied. After a while, I took my hand out from under her clothes. Everyone around us was asleep, haha. It was 2 a.m. She sat up, looked at me, and I smiled at her. She took a pen and wrote on the newspaper on the table, "You're too bold, you're bad." I took the pen and wrote, "Be my girlfriend." She wrote, "You're so vain." We started chatting on the newspaper with our pens, and of course, the content became more and more unrestrained. After chatting for a while, she said she wanted to sleep and ignored me. Damn, she clearly wanted me to continue caressing her!

She lay down on the table again, and I put her backpack on my lap to block any possible gazes from across the table so I could continue my caressing. I lay down next to her. I placed my hand on her leg, and she flinched. I ignored her and slowly moved my hand towards her groin. She started to squeeze my hand tightly to stop me from moving, but she didn't use her hands to stop me. I pressed my right leg over her left, using my leg to separate her legs. She gently bit my right shoulder. Her panties were soaked and sticky; they must have been pure cotton, and they felt wonderful. I stroked them in circles on the outside, and her body started to tremble slightly.

I continued to slip my fingers inside her panties, feeling her pubic hair—smooth and wet! I found the cleft between her labia and moved my fingers up and down. Her clitoris swelled up; it was the first time I'd ever felt a girl's clitoris swell this much! Her breathing quickened, her face pressed tightly against my right shoulder. Perhaps I hurt her, because she suddenly squeezed her legs together, her lower abdomen heaving. I tried to insert my middle finger into her vagina, but she wouldn't let me, getting my hand covered in her vaginal fluid; the front of my underwear was completely soaked.

I deliberately rubbed her clitoris quickly, and she actually let out a soft moan, a deep, rough sound from her throat that startled me. I quickly looked up; everyone around me was fast asleep, no one was paying attention. Poor her!! She bit my shoulder. Her breathing was rapid, her legs opening and closing, her buttocks thrusting forward, moving back and forth. Holy crap, I ejaculated right then and there, a huge stream of semen filling my underwear!! (This morning was so painful.) I felt I couldn't torture her anymore; after all, it was her first time experiencing this. I wanted to leave her with something to look forward to, and then slowly work things out with her when we got back to Beijing.

I checked the time; it was almost four o'clock, and she was about to get off the bus. I pinched her clitoris hard, and she immediately let out a soft "Oh!" I took my hand, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, out and straightened her skirt. Her face was very red, and she lay on the table, refusing to get up. I secretly smelled my hand. Damn, a faint, stimulating, slightly fishy scent—definitely the scent of a young girl, without the fishy, pungent smell of an adult woman. I gently blew a breath into her ear, and she immediately jumped up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the table, whispering, "You're a bad guy!" I helped her sit up, and she obediently leaned on my shoulder, rubbing my arm, and whispered, "You'll have to play with me sometime, but don't bully me!" I said I definitely would.

This morning, she got off the bus, and I kissed her on the lips. She waved to me from outside the window. The bus drove off, and she slowly disappeared behind me. I just texted her, and she said she got home, slept all morning, and felt very uncomfortable down there. She asked if I was okay, and I said it was normal, and I'd go back to Beijing to get her treatment. She called me a bad guy. Okay, I've been writing for two hours about something that happened 12 hours ago, and thinking about it still gets me excited!! I need to rest now; I have things to do tonight.

Last night I was on a business trip, and I never expected to have such a romantic encounter on the way!! I boarded the train at 10:20 PM last night, in carriage 15. I bought a hard seat ticket. I usually don't like to buy sleeper tickets when I travel alone for business, because there are so many opportunities in hard seats!! At 10:25 PM on August 1st, I walked to my seat and I was immediately excited! I had a middle seat, and next to me by the window was a girl wearing glasses, a white skirt, a black top, a decent figure, about 160cm tall, quite plump, with long hair, and carrying a backpack.

The moment I saw the girl's clothes and face, I knew I was going to "win her over" tonight! While I was putting away my luggage, I noticed she was secretly watching me (to be honest, I look like an intellectual, young and approachable, with at least an appearance that girls wouldn't dislike). I deliberately took out my stylish phone and started texting, and as expected, she also took out her phone and started fiddling with it. Haha, just from that, I knew she was naive and liked to show off in front of guys.

At 10:30 PM, as soon as the train departed, she took out a book and started flipping through it. I glanced at it; it was "Linear Algebra." Hehe, the girl was continuing to show off! She wasn't actually reading seriously; her purpose was just to show the boy next to her (me) that she was also a learned intellectual. I knew she must be a university student, judging from her books, probably a freshman or sophomore majoring in science. She came from Beijing, so she must be studying there and going home for summer vacation. The fact that she has a cell phone in her freshman year suggests she's from a city. Judging from her short skirt, she seems open-minded (though I'm not sure). Okay, tonight's going to be interesting (if she were from a rural area, things might be different).

Alright, I'm going to make my move. With a female student like this, you have to play the long game; you can keep in touch after she goes back to Beijing, but tonight I won't miss my chance. I have a topic to talk about. I deliberately asked her, "Are you reading advanced mathematics?" She immediately put down her book and said very warmly, "No, it's linear algebra." So, we started talking about math, university life, and our hobbies. She was indeed a freshman at Peking University, majoring in computer science. She was from Henan, born in 1983, and just turned 20 this year. She was visiting friends for summer vacation and would be returning to Beijing in four days; it was her first time taking a train. She was full of curiosity about everything around her. I had some experience dealing with girls like this. You can't rush things; you have to cultivate her goodwill and trust.

We chatted happily, and I asked to see her photo. She showed me photos from her wallet and her student ID, and I also got her phone number. I told her stories and interesting things, and she listened happily. So our arms started touching more often. I deliberately touched her more, and she didn't avoid it. I rested my leg on hers, the muscles making contact, and she didn't pull away; she pressed her leg tightly against mine.

We chatted for over two hours, until almost 1 a.m., when she said she was going to sleep and asked me to watch her backpack. Haha, she trusts me a lot. Judging from our conversation and the atmosphere, she shouldn't be sleepy, but if she wanted to sleep, that means... She lay down on the table, and I lay down next to her. After about ten minutes, I put my hand on hers. She didn't react, so I immediately took her hand. She struggled a couple of times, but weakly, so I held her hand tightly. She resisted a few more times, then stopped moving. After a while, I put my hand on her back and hugged her. She didn't move at all, but I was sure she wasn't asleep. Okay, I'll continue...

She was lying face down on the table, and I sat up straight. After a while, I leaned over her back, my right hand wrapped around her waist from the inside. She immediately grabbed my right hand, preventing me from moving. I pulled her right hand with my left, then started rubbing her waist with my right hand. She moved very slowly. I slipped my hand inside her clothes and touched her stomach; it was very smooth. She didn't move, so I slowly started moving my hand upwards. She tried to stop me with her hands, but remained face down on the table. I became bolder, which meant she wasn't angry or disgusted with me. I held her right hand tightly with my left, while my right hand roamed freely inside. Her bra was the very thin kind, with lace trim. I slipped my hand inside; it was incredibly soft, and I couldn't see the color—what a pity. There were small particles around her nipples, which were already erect. I twisted her nipples vigorously. It may be due to the complex sensation of stimulation and pain, and her chest began to rise and fall, which was very depressing. Her hand twisted hard on my palm, and I felt very comfortable and enjoyed it.

After a full 20 minutes, I touched her enough. After a while, I took my hand out from under her clothes. People around are asleep, haha. It's 2 o'clock midnight. She sat up and looked at me. I smiled at her. She took a pen and wrote on the newspaper on the table, "You are so bold, you are so bad." I took the pen and wrote, "Be my girlfriend." She wrote, "You are stinky." We started chatting with pens on the newspaper, and of course the content started to get wild. After chatting for a while, she said she wanted to sleep and ignored me. Damn, she clearly wanted me to continue caressing her!

She lay down on the table again, and I put her backpack on my lap to block any possible gazes from across the table, so I could proceed with my caresses. I lay down next to her. I put my hand on her leg, and she flinched. I ignored her and slowly moved my hand towards her groin. She started squeezing my hand tightly to stop me from moving, but she didn't use her hands to stop me. I pressed my right leg across her left, using my leg to separate her legs. She gently bit my right shoulder. Her underwear was soaked and sticky; it must have been pure cotton, and it felt very nice. I rubbed it in circles on the outside of her underwear, and her body started to tremble slightly.

I continued to slip my fingers inside her panties, feeling her pubic hair—smooth and wet! Finding the cleft between her labia, I moved my fingers up and down. Her clitoris swelled up; it was the first time I'd ever seen a girl's clitoris swell this much! Her breathing quickened, her face pressed tightly against my right shoulder. Perhaps I hurt her, because she suddenly squeezed her legs together, her lower abdomen heaving. I tried to insert my middle finger into her vagina, but she wouldn't let me, getting my hand covered in her fluids; the front of my panties was completely soaked.

I deliberately rubbed her clitoris quickly, and she actually let out a soft moan—a deep, rough sound from her throat—which startled me. I quickly looked up; everyone around me was fast asleep, no one noticed. Poor her!! She bit my shoulder. Her breathing was rapid, her legs were opening and closing, her buttocks started thrusting forward and moving back and forth. Holy crap, I ejaculated right then and there, a huge load of semen filling my underwear!! (It made me feel terrible this morning.) I felt I couldn't torture her anymore; after all, it was her first time experiencing this. I wanted to leave her with something to look forward to, to slowly work things out with her when we got back to Beijing.

I checked the time; it was almost four o'clock, and she was about to get off the bus. I pinched her clitoris hard, and she immediately let out a soft "Oh!" I pulled my hand, which was covered in her juices, out and straightened her skirt. Her face was flushed, and she lay on the table, refusing to get up. I secretly smelled my hand. Damn, a faint, stimulating, slightly fishy scent—definitely the scent of a young girl, without the pungent, fishy smell of an adult woman. I gently blew a breath into her ear, and she immediately jumped up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the table, whispering, "You're a bad guy!" I helped her sit up, and she obediently leaned on my shoulder, rubbing my arm, and whispered, "You'll have to play with me sometime, but don't bully me!" I said I definitely would.

This morning, she got off the bus, and I kissed her on the lips. She waved to me from outside the window. The bus drove off, and she slowly disappeared behind me. I just texted her, and she said she got home, slept all morning, and felt very uncomfortable down there. She asked if I was okay, and I said it was normal, and I'd go back to Beijing to get her treatment. She called me a bad guy. Okay, I've been writing for two hours about something that happened 12 hours ago, and thinking about it still gets me excited!! I need to rest now; I have things to do tonight.

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