A passionate night with a high school prostitute from Chongqing

I'm from Chongqing, so I naturally know that Chongqing is known for its "thriving prostitution scene"! The prostitutes in Chongqing are both the

cheapest and the most expensive in the country! A "quickie" at a regular hair salon or hotel costs 100 or 130 yuan, while a truly

outstanding prostitute, especially an amateur or a student, is more expensive, generally 300-500 yuan.
Of course, the reason for the higher price is the quality. They do exceptionally well, and might even give you a facial,

bondage, or oral sex!
We met two female students from Chongqing University online and went to the "823" disco in Shapingba.

When we arrived, we realized they were two dinosaurs. We asked around and found out they weren't from Chongqing; one was from Tibet, and the other from Xinjiang.

Their appearance was indescribable. As my friend said, "They're like monsters! Their looks are

so different could be character actors at the Beijing Film Academy." Unable to refuse, we bought a bunch of alcohol, got half-drunk

, and ran out. We walked along the pedestrian street in Shapingba, feeling utterly frustrated. I was seething with anger. It didn't matter how much money I spent;

the problem was wasting a whole night with two animals. Not only did I have no desire, but I also really didn't want them

to do anything to me. Ugh, what can I do? It's a classic case of being indifferent to desire!
But we were both quite horny, so we had no choice but to find a prostitute. When we got to Xiaolongkan, across from

Shapingba Park, the lights of the hair salons were still on. Even though it was past 1:00 AM, it seemed

there were still many people at work! There were probably seven or eight hair salons there. The doors were all half-open, and inside sat all sorts of

women, all dressed rather provocatively. With the red and yellow lights in the salons, any man

would inevitably have some impure thoughts. We strolled into the first one. There were about four women inside.

One was asleep in a wicker chair. As we went in, a woman who looked like a madam approached us. "Sir, would you like a shampoo or a

massage?" The madam, wearing a black halter dress, rubbed her flesh against my arm. "Have you ever seen someone washing their hair

in the middle of the night ? It's haunted! All-nighter, take them with you!" My head was still spinning. "Look,

all our girls are here! 300 yuan for the whole night!" The madam shoved a girl into my arms,

leering .
"Damn, are you robbing us?! Do you think we don't know the prices? Besides, we don't even know if we like her yet!

What's the rush?" I glanced at the girl; she wasn't anything special. Besides her big breasts, she was useless, not

my type at all. "Well, if this isn't good enough, I can get you something from another shop!" She noticed

our

. Leaving her little shop, we walked along the road to the last shop, but none of them were good either. They all had

four or five girls, and the good ones were already gone, leaving only the less desirable ones. Neither of us brothers

were easy to please, so we had to try our luck at the last shop. "The boss's here, get up! Want a girl?
See if you like any! Quick service or all night?" The boss, a middle-aged woman,

busied herself greeting us as soon as she saw us.
"Just these few?" I glanced around; there were two that looked pretty good. "And another

one , go to the back and call Shuangshuang and the others out!" The boss was a smooth talker. A moment later,

a girl came out from the back. Our eyes lit up. One of them looked like she'd been in this business for a while, wearing a

black gauze skirt suit. She was very voluptuous, her chest taut, the cleavage low, revealing a deep cleavage. Her breasts

were snow-white, and her large, fleshy breasts looked like they were about to burst. Her buttocks were very round, and she wore very high-

heeled black leather sandals with bright red nail polish on her toes. Not bad! Her features were fairly regular, with long hair,

though a bit messy, as if she'd just slept. I thought, "This one's good. She must be very slutty in bed." So I

went over and placed my hand on her breast, squeezing it. She immediately let out a soft moan.
"Boss, what's the rush! There are so many people here!" Her lewd behavior almost made my penis hard. I put my hand

on her butt again and squeezed it, laughing as I said to my friend, "It's very bouncy!" She rubbed her eyes and asked if it

was okay. My friend's mouth was practically watering as he said, "Yes, yes, how much?" He had his eye on her,

so I had to look at another one. She didn't come out for a while. Oh my god! Thank goodness I didn't go for that one! I felt a surge of smug satisfaction.
She was dressed very simply. Actually, she wasn't sexy at all, but she was very beautiful. She

was 1.6 meters tall, with long, smooth, and very black hair, high eyebrows, big, bright,

and innocent-looking eyes, a small nose, and sexy lips. She wore a red top, ordinary

jeans , and sneakers. Hehe, she was gorgeous! Seeing her reminded me of my first girlfriend from my student days.

After seeing her, my friend almost slapped himself. Seeing his regretful face made me even happier.
We paid and came out. I grabbed her waist—it felt so good! I

gently sniffed her hair. She didn't say anything, just leaned on my arm.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"My name is Shuang'er!" she said shyly, looking down at the road.
"I like you so much!" I hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead, and squeezed

her buttocks hard. They were bouncy, or rather, incredibly bouncy.
We took a taxi to the hotel. In the elevator, my friend and I grabbed our respective "girls" and started kissing them passionately. Mine

didn't object, but seemed to have no idea how to kiss. His kept pushing him away, saying, "Don't do this. Can't we not

kiss?" Seeing my friend's dejected look, I laughed.
"Hey, if you don't treat her well, I'll dock your pay!" I laughed and patted his other girl.
While dodging my advances, she laughed and said, "Boss, my girl's only been out in business for less than

a month . It's her first time doing an all-nighter, so be gentle, or she'll cry!"
"If she cries, I'll have you come and keep me company. We'll have a threesome, and I'll consider it training her,

no training fees!" I laughed wildly, my hands groping her body. We arrived at the room amidst this flirtatious banter. As we entered

, I said to my friend, "Hey, tomorrow when you're done, tell her to come over here too." My friend smiled wryly and

said, "What, you're really in good shape!"
And so, I carried the silent girl back to the room. Perhaps I was too tired from dancing and a little dizzy,

I collapsed onto the large double bed. She went to the side, poured me a glass of water, placed it on the table next to me,

and whispered, "Big brother, have some water!" I responded, looked up, and drank the water. She poured me another glass.

She put down her glass, poured herself a drink, and sat down beside me, slowly sipping it.
"Hey, take a shower first! Make sure you're clean!" I said, pointing to the bathroom.
"Brother, are you going to shower? Are you feeling unwell? If not, throwing up will make you feel better," she said, gently

stroking my head.
I grabbed her hand, pulled her onto me, and started touching her body. She pushed me

away, took off my shoes, put on disposable slippers, and helped me up.
"Brother, come on, you shower! I'll help you!"
"Let's shower together, come on, take your clothes off!" I tried to pull her up again.
She pulled her hand away and took off my clothes, but stopped when she got to my underwear; I knew she

was embarrassed . Wanting to take a good shower myself, I went into the bathroom, turning back to say, "Come help me too.
" I rinsed myself with cold water, and she pushed the door open and came in. I almost fainted from happiness! I never expected her

breasts to be so big, and so round and firm. My God! In all my years in the world of sex, I've never seen such

a gem! Wow, they're huge! And I reached out and pulled her into my arms, placing my hand on her breasts. They

were so firm and elastic; just from that, I knew it hadn't been long since she lost her virginity. I asked her when she lost her virginity, but she

seemed reluctant to talk about it, only saying, "Can we not talk about this?" I looked closely at her body. She

hugged her chest, her head buried in her chest, not moving at all.
I pulled my hand away and said, "Come on, let me admire you!"
Her skin was snow-white, without a single blemish, and it felt incredibly smooth to the touch. Her nipples were small and bright red, her

areolas were pale, almost imperceptible, and her navel was tiny. In what should have been a lush area, there wasn't a single hair.
My God! Absolutely gorgeous!!! (Nosebleed!)
I poured some shower gel into my hand and slowly rubbed it on her body. She was very shy, one hand lingering

on her breasts, slowly applying it, her face flushed deeply. I hugged her back to me, placing my hands

on her breasts and kneading them harder and harder. We were facing the mirror; she closed her eyes, and I

gently licked her neck and earlobes. She pulled her neck away, "No, don't do this!" I asked why.
"When you lick here, I feel uncomfortable all over, like it's itchy, and it feels hot!"

she said, opening her eyes.
"It's okay, today I'll show you how a woman should make love, and that making love isn't a business transaction!" I

laughed and continued what I was doing.
I took her hand and placed it on her breast, gently rubbing it. She became a little uncooperative, but I didn't force her

. One hand gently kneaded her breast, rubbing the nipple for pleasure. I spread her legs apart with my legs, and with

one hand, I applied shower gel to her genitals. Because there were only a few hairs, the smooth feeling was very stimulating.
My hand encountered no resistance there, only feeling a small labia minora blocking it. Because of the shower gel,

I slid my hand around her clitoris. Her breathing became heavier. I kissed her back too.

Because of the foam, the kisses felt like kissing snowflakes. She seemed to enjoy it, her eyes half-closed,

her hands gripping the sink. I could feel her thighs squeezing tightly together. I inserted a finger into her vagina

; it was slippery and tight, especially the opening, which was very small. With each insertion, she contracted.

By then, my penis was pressing against her buttocks, and I continued with even greater effort.
Perhaps she was enjoying it, because she said to me, "Big brother, put it in! It's so uncomfortable!" she

said, twisting her body.
I placed her against the mirror on the sink, her legs on my shoulders, and she wrapped her arms around my

neck . We kissed like that. Her technique wasn't great, and she wasn't very cooperative. I grabbed

a spare condom from the hotel on the table, put it on, and slowly inserted it. The narrow opening wasn't

easy to enter, and the grip on my penis was very stimulating. I slowly thrust in and out, and her voice gradually grew louder, but it wasn't

moaning, just simple humming. Because the table was high, I had to stand on tiptoe, so it was quite strenuous.

I carried her to the shower, rinsed off the soap, and then carried her to the bed. The contact between her fair, delicate skin

and my rough, calloused flesh felt amazing! I put her legs on my shoulders, aimed at her opening,

and thrust all the way in. She cried out, "Ah!" I don't know if it was because the sensation was too intense or she didn't want me to see.
She pulled a pillow over her face, gripping it tightly. Helpless, I could only respond with even more intense

attacks .
This continued for over 20 minutes until I reached my climax and ejaculated my first load of semen in Chongqing. Afterwards,

I lay down, lit a cigarette, and enjoyed a good smoke.
She slowly got up, took off the condom, wiped my genitals clean with tissues, tidied the bed,

covered a towel, and lay down on my arm.
I wasn't too sleepy yet, so I started chatting with her. She spoke quietly, one hand brushing away my

armpit hair.
Everyone has a first time, and hers piqued my interest. Under my questioning, she burst

into . I was at a loss, unable to comfort her. I could only hand her tissues one by one. Later,

she told me.
She was born in the Year of the Tiger and was a high school sophomore. Her father was a lazy good-for-nothing, and her mother was a porter; the family's

livelihood depended entirely on her mother's shoulders. One day, her father, drunk

, beat her mother and drove her away, vomiting all over the house. He lay motionless on the floor. She went to help him clean up, and after undressing him and putting him on the bed, he

suddenly grabbed her hand, pulled her onto the bed, and pounced on her, tearing at her clothes while

shouting, "I raised you all these years, don't let someone else have you, let me have a taste first!" No matter how much she struggled

, she couldn't escape her father's clutches. Finally, she lay there helplessly, letting her father thrust into her. Blood soaked the

bed, and she bit her lip until it bled. Her tears dried up, and after they dried, her father fell asleep. She got up and ran to a classmate's

house, staying for 10 days. Later, she felt there was nothing left for her at home. To make a living, she became a prostitute.
Hearing her story, my heart felt like it was being torn apart. A feeling I couldn't shake. Later, she

gradually fell asleep, and I fell asleep too.
I was suddenly awakened by the blinding sunlight in the early morning. I reached around to check, but no one was beside me.

Startled, I looked her standing there facing the window, wearing only her underwear, gracefully and gently combing her hair.

The morning sun reflected its light onto her hair, refracting it into a soft and beautiful glow. It was like a delicate oil painting.
I was mesmerized.
She turned around, saw me, and smiled shyly, saying, "Brother, you're awake! Your dirty clothes

are in the bathroom! Your wallet and phone are on the bedside table!"
She then put on her clothes, still so youthful, still so elegant, still so beautiful, still

so heartbreaking. I took 500 yuan from my wallet and handed it to her. She looked at me in surprise, "Brother, you

've already given me the money!" I said, "Take it! This little bit of money is nothing to me. Use it to find work first!
Don't do this anymore, don't go on like this! Life is still full of hope, okay?"
Hearing my words, she suddenly lowered her head, and I saw a tear fall onto the carpet. She raised her head, her eyes

filled with tears, and suddenly knelt before me, crying, "Brother, I know you're a good person, please take me

with you! Wherever you go, whatever you ask me to do, just let me follow you! Please, brother, I really

don't want to stay here anymore! I'll do anything!"
Her cries tugged at my heartstrings, as if it were being brutally stabbed.
I smiled bitterly and pulled her up, wiping her tears with my hand, saying, "Sweetie, don't cry! Look, you

're not pretty anymore! This is all I can do for you, really, I'm sorry, I can't help you." As I said this,

my nose also stung, and it felt like a grain of sand got into my eye; I quickly rubbed it with my hand.
She cried, "Brother, I know I'm tainted, I know I'm not worthy to talk to you!"
My heart ached even more. "Shuang'er, my dear Shuang'er, don't say anymore. You're not tainted, your heart is pure.

You're much better than those who look clean but are filthy inside! Be good, I'm sorry, brother, I can't help you!"

I really wanted to help her, but I had too many concerns. I think everyone would understand.
After hearing my words, she wiped away her tears. I put the money in her pocket, hugged her tightly, sniffled,

and said, "Alright, Shuang'er, go back now! Come find brother if you need anything! Don't do this anymore!"
She smiled bitterly through her tears, nodded, covered her mouth without speaking, opened the door, and walked out. At

the door, she turned around, bowed to me, and left without looking back.
Later, my friend's prostitute came to my house, entered, and said, "Brother, I'm finally here! Are you

alright?"
I was already annoyed, so I said, "If you don't care about your life, then come. I'll kill you." She laughed,

closed the door, lifted her skirt, revealing her pubic hairy genitals, and said, "Look, I didn't even wear underwear for you

." She then touched herself, inserted her middle finger, and cried out, "Big brother, I really

need it! I'm so wet! Will you come?" I picked up my penis and said, "Use your mouth to make me feel good." She came over

, squatted down, and took my penis into her mouth, rubbing her breasts while masturbating and

moaning. I'll tell you about the rest later! I really don't feel like it now.
Later, I told a friend about Shuang'er, and he said she must be a fraud, and that there are many people like that. Even I

couldn't help but wonder if I was too soft-hearted. To verify our decision, we went back two days later

and asked the owner. He looked helpless and said, "That girl quit. She came back that day, took her ID,

packed her things, and left. We don't know where she went." When we asked for her address or phone number, the owner said he only knew she was

near Hongyan Village. Since she was new, he didn't know her well, only that she rarely took clients. She'd only taken three or four clients in the ten

days , and still refused to go out. That day was her first time going out overnight.

He didn't know where she was now, so he just let it go.
[The End
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