Having sex with an Internet girl (urban life adult novel)

It was a chance that I met her. The Internet is a very strange and trendy thing. Many people's so-called fate is realized on it.

The same was true of my encounter with her.

When I’m bored, I often go to some so-called adult chat rooms. Although in most cases there’s no one to chat with me, since I have nowhere else to go, I might as well find a place to kill time.

So, I went to OICQ's self-built 3 and casually created a gigolo chat room. . .

When she came, she didn't say anything and left quickly.

But her profile said #girl, so of course I couldn't let her go, so I sent her a request "I want to have sex with you, if you want too, add me."

She didn't respond, and I thought it was over.

Who knew, ten minutes later, she approved my application, and then she sent me another application saying, "I don't want to have sex, but if you promise not to have sex with me, just add me."

Very interesting guy.

I smiled and passed.

Then we started chatting boringly.

It turns out that she is a female student at a university in Guangzhou and is only a sophomore this year.

Just broke up with my boyfriend.

The reason was that the man she liked got his ex-girlfriend back.

I was so bored that I kept asking her, asking if it was easy to change her buttocks? She kept saying, "I have to do some ideological work on you."

Haha, for old internet perverts like us, what kind of ideological work can we do? What a wild idea.

Since my work is relatively busy, I have many opportunities to chat with her throughout the day. She is also always online and told me her dormitory, cell phone and pager numbers. She knows everything.

I also left my phone number.

The boring weekend came, so I sent her a message: "Are you coming to Tun to play? I want to find a woman to have sex with."

# "I'll think about it, but I won't have sex with you. Can't you think of something else?"

"But I really want to."

"But I don't want to.

"Then will you come? If you come, I will force you to make love with me."

"Hell, I can come, but I won't do it with you."

"If you come and I rape you, will you call the police?"

" ... ...Things developed in a somewhat strange and interesting way. Then, four hours later at dusk, she appeared in my city.

She wore a pair of glasses, had hair that went past her shoulders, and had a thin face. She wasn't very pretty, and her skin was a little dark, but for Guangdong, she looked pretty good.

She was about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt, carrying a small bag, and looked very relaxed.

She looked very different from the photo she sent me online, and I really couldn't recognize her.

And the way she looks now is really weird.

It was a very relaxing feeling, but it also made me feel like my conspiracy had succeeded.

When I returned to my rented house, it was almost dark.

This house can be said to be a holy place for picking up girls.

Because the lights downstairs are very dark, it is very scary to walk alone, so a timid girl dare not walk alone. She will definitely need your strong support, and you also have the opportunity to let her feel your tenderness.

And for those girls who have already fallen in love with you, you may also have the opportunity to touch them or kiss them.

In that dark environment, maybe someone would pass by occasionally, and then I could hide in a dark corner and do what I like to do, which really feels great.

On the way home, she and I chatted about random topics, and the subject of sex was never touched upon.

So she and I were very relaxed all the way, laughing from time to time, all the way to the downstairs of our residence.

When going upstairs, it was very dark and there was a long garage corridor. Because there were sundries and garage rooms on both sides, there was no light in the middle and there were no street lights installed. Therefore, a road about one and a half meters wide felt really scary.

When she came up, I naturally held her hand and said, "Be careful, don't fall."

I kindly pulled her up the stairs.

When walking in that narrow corridor, she was obviously a little nervous. I put my hand on her waist and said, "Don't be afraid, there are security guards downstairs. There's nothing scary here."

Her waist is very thin and fleshy, and it feels good to touch.

I held her like this, and the fragrance of her hair and body odor naturally seeped into my nostrils.

The way her hair moved back and forth around my mouth felt like it was teasing me.

She didn't show much resistance, perhaps because she was afraid, so when I pulled her waist tight, she didn't resist.

There is a recessed corner in the middle of the corridor, and on both sides of the inner wall are four corresponding utility rooms, about one and a half meters wide and three meters long.

Sometimes I think, if someone lies in ambush in there and comes out at night to rob or molest girls passing by, it would be really scary.

Because unless the person who changes the corner walks in, it is difficult to see what is inside, not to mention in the dark night.

But what's strange is that, after living here for so long, I often find that there are few people coming and going at night. Maybe this is related to the lack of lights here.

I held her waist and groped my way through the darkness. I quickly got used to the dark environment, but since she was a little nearsighted, she was definitely at a disadvantage in such an environment.

As I was about to get blocked in that corner, my heart started beating faster.

Finally I had the chance to try this special feeling... When we turned the corner, I suddenly pushed her inside. There were walls on three sides inside, and there was also a wall on the opposite side of the corridor, so there was no light inside. She bumped into the wall and screamed "Ouch!"

But her voice was not loud, probably because she was not in the habit of shouting loudly.

I immediately rushed in, pressed my body close to hers, and pressed her tightly with one hand and my chest, isolating her arms and lower body.

I whispered in her ear, "Do you remember what I said?"

She didn't scream, but just whispered, "No, no, please don't do this, it's too hot, okay?"

She was very strong, and her two hands on my chest made it feel really painful.

But how could I let go of such an opportunity? My other hand flexibly reached between her clothes and skirt and began to caress her smooth belly.

Because I had to use my body to block the shaking movements of her hands, it was impossible for me to touch her breasts.

Her belly is flat and smooth, and her waist is slender and feels very comfortable to touch.

She struggled hard, pushing me hard, and yelled in my ear, "Stop it, please? I told you not to do it..."

I pulled my right hand out from her clothes and started caressing her thighs.

She suddenly clamped her legs together tightly and pushed me even harder.

In my experience, this is pretty insignificant resistance.

I still held her upper body hard so that her hands had no chance to break free. My right hand gently stroked her thigh from bottom to top, along the outside of her smooth and firm thigh, slowly moving upwards, and then slowly reaching into her knee-length skirt. It felt warm inside, especially when I touched her plump, soft and elastic buttocks, and her thin panties, which made my heart excited.

But I wasn't in a hurry to touch her right away, so I patiently stroked the outside of her thighs and her round buttocks back and forth.

Her buttocks were very elastic. Even though she was leaning against the wall, when I reached my hand into her panties, I could still feel the firm flesh and soft curves.

Many people say that girls are powerless to resist when they are caressed.

I don’t think so.

The strength of her shaking did not decrease with my touch. She pushed my chest so hard that it took a lot of effort for me to hold her down. However, her struggle without screaming was not a threat to me.

As long as you have the strength, you can deal with it.

Besides, isn’t it more exciting this way? I was still caressing her in the dark, and then I moved my legs so that I could put my right hand between her thighs.

Her legs were tightly closed. She said she had participated in a lot of exercise, so they were very strong, but it also gave people greater stimulation.

Because, when I inserted my fingers little by little between her thighs, her strong skin gave me a strong sense of conquest.

I squeezed my hand in between her tightly closed legs. Her legs clamped my hand tightly. Although it was difficult, I still uncontrollably squeezed my entire palm into the center of her thighs little by little.

Then I turned my hands 90 degrees and laid them flat. Her legs clamped my fingers until they were bent together, but the gap was finally a little bigger.

Then I lifted it up with force, and pulled it along her thighs to the middle of her thighs, the warm and soft triangle area.

What I didn't expect was that her panties were already soaked, but her struggle showed no sign of weakening.

But her panties, which were so wet that I felt like I could wring water out of them, greatly encouraged me.

This is the second woman I have ever seen so wet.

The first one was a girl from Guangxi. After I had sex with her, I found that the bed sheet had to be thrown away because there were two large wet spots on it, which were all the water that flowed out during foreplay.

And now, the lower half of the underwear is completely wet, wet and slippery. Even if you touch it outside the underwear, you can feel it is very slippery. Moreover, you can feel that the water inside is still pouring out.

My hand finally pushed aside the narrow edge of her panties and moved my hand upwards little by little from under her panties until my entire palm covered her mid-section. The water from her vagina unconsciously seeped out through my fingers and covered my hands.

Her vagina has a lot of dense hair, and the little slit in the middle is also plump and soft.

I can feel that B is definitely not an inexperienced person.

It was very hot in the middle and had opened slightly, allowing my hands to easily feel her parted labia and the tender flesh hole in the middle that was constantly flowing with water.

I couldn't see her expression, but I could feel that she had never given up resisting. Maybe it was unconsciously, but the force pushing on my chest was still not small. Her waist had begun to swing left and right, hoping to get rid of my hand, but how could I give up so easily? My hot middle finger easily found the hole, and I hooked my finger upwards and slid easily into her hot little hole. My middle finger kept moving it, and as I put my palm as close to her labia as possible, my finger went deeper and deeper into her body.

It was very warm and moist inside, especially the feeling of tightening and loosening like a spasm, and the soft and smooth feeling of the vaginal wall, which made me sexually interested. Xiao Er couldn't help but push against his pants and felt very uncomfortable.

Her legs were no longer able to resist, only her hands were still pressing against my chest, and she kept whispering, "No, no..."

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of a motorcycle coming outside. It was someone who came to park the car, but it was still some distance away from here. Under the diffraction of the light, I saw panic on her face, and she immediately dared not make any sound, but just twisted her hips against the wall even more violently, and her breathing became more rapid.

I heard the sound wasn't very close to here, and the desire in my heart had already been burning. So what if someone saw me? I took advantage of her momentary distraction, when her legs were twisting but she didn't dare to make excessive movements, and suddenly pulled her panties down to near her knees. Her legs twisted even more violently.

But she was restrained by her underwear, so she couldn't move much, and her hands were pressed tightly against her chest by me, so she couldn't resist.

She seemed to be feeling a little desperate, and the force with which she pushed me was almost desperate.

I pulled her panties down, and it became easier to touch her. She had a lot of hair there, very dense and soft. It felt like touching a stuffed doll. The only difference was that this one would tremble, have body temperature, and make soul-stirring moans.

The small slit in the middle is very full. When I press it with my palm, I can feel the heat inside is increasing. The tender flesh in the middle is soft and fluffy. Under my stimulation, her body involuntarily shrinks back and her hips swing left and right on the wall... The person who parked the car parked the car, turned on a small flashlight, and heard footsteps coming towards this direction.

She immediately didn't dare to make any move and pushed me hard with all her might.

But I still held her tightly, deliberately inserted my fingers into her body, and rotated them left and right and up and down, deliberately speeding up the speed of thrusting in her body.

I felt the light passing behind me and the man kept walking forward in the corridor. I thought, he would never have expected that there would be someone in this corner, and it would be an exciting rape.

But she was frightened. When that man passed by, I saw a look in her eyes, as if she was about to cry and looked helpless.

At this moment, I suddenly felt very excited, and an inexplicable tension and excitement occupied my head.

While she was still scared and dazed, I couldn't wait to untie the restraints on her pants that were already sticking out, pulled it out from beside her panties, placed it on her lower abdomen, and deliberately shook it forward against her lower abdomen and rubbed it up and down to tease her.

As soon as she felt this hard and thick thing pressing against her flesh, she immediately shrank back as if she were electrocuted.

At this time, I couldn't control myself anymore. I used my legs to roughly push her panties down to her ankles, pulled her left leg out, squeezed my right leg between her twisting thighs, and inserted my thigh between her legs. I put my left foot on her right ankle, bent my right foot, lowered my body, and pushed hard to the side. As she lowered her body, my thighs were completely separated by me.

I held her left hand with my left hand so that she could not free her hands. I held the thick, long and angry penis with my right hand and rubbed it up and down near her vagina, deliberately teasing her. I placed the thick front glans at the entrance of her vagina, but not inside. I just vibrated it up and down at the entrance of the vagina, causing her vaginal fluid to flow down her thighs.

Then I freed my right hand so that I could hug her from the waist, leaving her hands only on my shoulders but unable to protect the body below.

I pulled her waist towards me, slightly bending her knees, so that my hard and thick penis moved diagonally upwards, and I could feel her body, the location of her vagina. When I felt her vaginal opening, I held her waist and pulled it down, and I only heard her say "hmm"

With a sigh, my little dick slid smoothly into her soft and juicy little pussy.

Her tender flesh tightly wrapped around my thick penis, and water overflowed from inside.

Her hands were still beating me, pushing me, but they were no longer as strong.

She is not tall enough, and there is a gap between her and my height of 1.8 meters, so the current position feels very uncomfortable.

I bent down, hugged her, and simply unbuckled my belt with one hand, withdrew from her warm pussy, and pulled my pants off my body.

I held her and squatted down, holding her hips with both hands and sitting in front of me. Her thighs naturally spread apart along my crotch. Then I held her waist and pressed her hips to sit on my thick penis, "Sizzle~"

With a sound of water, my little brother suddenly penetrated into her little pussy and hit the center of her flower.

She couldn't resist any more, but she kept saying, "Why are you like this? Don't do this to me, please don't do this to me, okay?"

The more she did this, the more excited I became. I held her hips with both hands and thrust up and down violently in front of me. Every time I penetrated her body, her voice trembled, as if she wanted to moan, but also wanted to make a final resistance.

I cupped her legs with my hands and lifted her body off the ground. Her body couldn't touch the ground, so she had to hold my neck tightly with her hands. I leaned her back against the wall, supported her body with both hands, let her pussy move forward in a lewd posture, then supported her hips and pulled it back and forth towards my body violently and quickly, each time penetrating directly into her heart.

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, the muscles in her hips contracted tensely, her legs were raised high, and they swayed back and forth in the air weakly in my rhythm.

The water flowed more and it became tighter and tighter inside, as if something was sucking my penis. Her voice was mumbling, "Don't do this to me... Stop for a moment... Please... I feel so uncomfortable, I'm going to die... Don't move, I'm going to die..."

This kind of resistance has turned into a kind of obscene cry, a moan that goes deep into the bones.

Her hands gripped me tighter and tighter, and she hugged me with her whole body. She followed my rhythm, trembling when I thrust into her, then relaxing, and then trembling again... Seeing her behave in such a seemingly dignified yet lewd manner, it was really hard to endure this alternative stimulation.

I couldn't help but ask her to turn around.

With a sound, it didn't reach the root.

Her body suddenly shrank, her whole body trembled, her hands could hardly hold on to the wall, and a low whimper came out of her mouth.

I pulled her hips back and forth and began to rhythmically thrust into her body again and again. The mushroom-shaped glans was like a compressor, squeezing all the water out of her and rubbing her vaginal walls, making them itchy and sore.

Her body began to rise and fall with my rhythm, and she began to pose in various lewd postures to cater to me. She even began to actively push the wall with her hands and stick out her plump buttocks to match my rhythm.

He muttered, "I'm dying, please stop, I beg you, I'm dying... Don't move, please, I'll die if you move again..."

I don't know how much time had passed, I only knew that my movements were getting faster and faster, and she had almost no strength to make any sound, only low moans and rapid gasps.

Her thighs contracted rhythmically again and again as if with cramps, and something in her vagina seemed to be tightly gripping my thick penis. The twitching felt like something was sucking, squeezing, and pulling inside, making the feeling on my glans become stronger and stronger.

Finally, I sprinted to the highest point on her body that was almost in a kneeling position... When I pulled out of her body, I found that the water that had flowed out of her had flowed from her knees to her ankles, so that I could feel her slippery mucus on my legs.