Adventures in a Small Hotel (Wife and Mature Adult Novel)

During the summer vacation before my senior year, I took a night train from my home in Tainan to school in Taipei. When I entered the school dormitory at around 11 o'clock in the evening, I found out that the school would not be in class for the summer vacation and work would be stopped for a week. The dormitory also posted a notice that it was temporarily closed. It was all over. My classmates had all returned to central and southern Taiwan. Those who lived in Taipei were either female classmates or I was not familiar with them. It was already so late, and I didn't want to disturb them.
Forget it, I rode my bike to the East District for a stroll to kill some time, but by midnight I was too tired, so I decided to stay in a hotel. I found a hotel that looked relatively clean. It wasn't the kind with dark glass at the door and an old, dirty sign that looked very low-class, and it also had a sign saying "XX Luxury Hotel". After entering the door, there was an old lady at the counter. She said there were no single rooms available, so I had to stay in a double room. She only charged me the price for a single room. After registering my name and getting the key, I went up to the room on the third floor. The room was quite clean, the sheets and quilts were neat and tidy, and the plain curtains matched the light yellow wallpaper. It was obvious that the owner was very attentive.

Ring…ring…ring….

It’s strange. How could someone contact me when there’s a phone call? Maybe the counter needs to explain something!

"Hey! Sir! Do you need someone to accompany you?"

Looking for someone to accompany you? Strange, what are you doing?

oh! I figured it out, it means to call Miss.

At this moment, an evil thought popped up in my mind: No one here will recognize me anyway, so I will just do evil.

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, I started to regret it. I'm still a virgin. It's really not worth it to give my first time to a prostitute. And what if she is ugly and looks like an Apipo? What if you win the bid? If I had herpes, syphilis, mangosteen, or even AIDS, my life would be over.

The more I thought about it, the scarier it became. My heart started beating faster and faster, and I became more and more nervous. Cold sweats broke out on my face.

No, no, I can't keep messing around like this. I bravely picked up the phone and told the counter that I didn’t want it anymore.

Just picked up the microphone.

Ding ding…Ding ding….

oops! Oh no! It’s the doorbell. The people have arrived.

Never mind, it's impossible for her to be so unlucky to win the bid on the first try.
I opened the door without hesitation.

A pretty girl was standing outside. Her face was plain and without any makeup, but one could tell that she was very beautiful. She was wearing a T-shirt with a Mickey Mouse pattern and jeans, a pair of white cloth shoes, and had long, soft and shiny hair. She smiled at me and said, "Hi! How are you?"

In front of such a beautiful girl, I was at a loss for words and stammered:
"Okay... okay... ah." I answered stupidly, wondering if she had walked into the wrong room, because she looked like an ordinary college girl on campus, not like the call girl in my impression at all.

"Excuse me, miss, what are you looking for..." I had to ask her clearly if she had gone into the wrong room so as not to mess around.

But this seemed unnecessary because she had already taken off her T-shirt.
The bra she wore had no straps, and was shaped like a figure 8. The round cup covered half of her full breasts, and the pink lace bra held her full breasts tightly. The well-cut bra filled the breasts just enough to make her breasts stand out straight and graceful. They were at least 33 inches high, as perky and firm as those of the women in the advertisements for breast-opening pills.
The round cup has a slight point in the middle, which must be her nipple.

I felt a strange sense of pressure in the front of my pants, which kept expanding and expanding... Those bikini photos of beauty pageant contestants, the female bodies that had made me fantasize about them and masturbate until my legs went weak, actually appeared right before my eyes.

She seemed to be used to the stunned look of men. She tossed her hair back, tilted her head, and said with a smile, "Am I beautiful?"

I opened my mouth, but was too nervous to speak.

Unbutton your jeans, unzip them, take off your pants, kick off your sneakers. All her movements were so smooth and natural, and not at all artificial, as if she was preparing to take a bath in the bathroom at home. Her panties were white, with white lace trims. The triangular area was slightly raised, with a vague black shadow cast by it, which set off her slender waist. Her thighs were well-proportioned, as seductive as Xiao Qiang's pantyhose in the advertisement.
She took my hand, and I suddenly felt an electric shock, just like when I secretly held the hand of my secret crush while crossing the street. I felt nervous and excited. Pulling me to the bathroom door, he turned around:

"Take off your clothes outside first."
I hurriedly took off my shirt and pants, leaving only my underwear. I walked to the bathroom door, took a deep breath, and pinched my thigh hard. The pain made me believe that I was not dreaming.
When I entered the bathroom, I saw that she had taken off her bra and panties, and was completely naked. Her slender hands were gently rubbing her nipples, and she was biting a bunch of hair in her mouth, making her shoulder-length hair look a little messy. Her lower body was covered with thick body hair. The first time I saw a woman's dark red private parts, my breathing became quite intense.
Before I could come to my senses, she had already reached into my underwear, grabbed my penis, which was hard and a little painful, and rubbed it slowly. Her breasts were pressed against my chest, and I almost suffocated.
When she took off my underwear, my erect cock stood up straight and thrust forward, turning into a red cock, becoming even harder and stronger under her caress. With one hand holding my base, the other hand flexibly played with my two balls. Waves of heat surged from my lower body, running straight through my spine to my forehead. I had never had contact with a female body before, and I could not stand this kind of stimulation. I felt a surge of liquid about to rush out from my glans.
no! No, it would be too shameless to ejaculate like this, and she would definitely laugh at me.
I tried my best to squeeze my buttocks tightly to prevent ejaculation. She probably saw my embarrassment, so she took her hands off my cock and started to apply soap on her body.

"Sit on the stool." She turned on the shower to wet me and told me.
I thought she was going to help me apply soap, but she started to rub my back with her pubic hair covered with soap, from the back, shoulders, to the chest. Naturally, I lay on the ground and let her ride on me to brush my lower body. The bathing technique of using pubic hair to serve me is much more sophisticated than just applying soap with hands, and it made me so excited that I enjoyed it to the fullest. She took a sip of hot water, and when I was wondering what she was going to do, I felt a warm current flowing through the glans. She held my glans in her mouth, slowly wrapped it with the tip of her tongue, licked it gently, and stimulated it back and forth with the hot water. This time I really couldn't resist it.
A strong stimulation immediately overflowed from my lower body into my brain. It was a sudden stimulation that even I could not prepare for. It was short and intense. The penis thrust in and out of her mouth forcefully, waves of liquid rushing out from the glans into her mouth. She held the base with her hand and pumped it back and forth continuously, giving the penis a more intense and lasting stimulation. The muscles all over her body were tensed to the extreme, and the blood was almost completely concentrated in her lower body, allowing her to feel the supreme physical pleasure on earth. As the thrusting gradually slowed down, I collapsed to the ground with all my energy gone. She showed a satisfied smile, sucked the last drop of semen on the defeated rooster-like glans, tilted her head back and swallowed the hot water and my semen in her mouth in one gulp.
This shocked me greatly. I never tasted the thick, fishy white mucus when I masturbated, but a woman was not only willing to blow me, but also to take all the ejaculated fluid into her.
Eat it. An old saying goes that one drop of semen equals nine drops of blood. Perhaps this is why she has such a great figure and her skin is so fair and attractive.
After rinsing her body, she put on a towel and walked onto the bed first. I held my shrunken little cock in my hand and tried to revive it, but to no avail. Suddenly I remembered those scenes in the movies where those inhuman old men tried hard to drink turtle blood and eat whips in front of the beautiful concubine on the bed, but it was still useless and the concubine laughed at them.
Oops! It's just foreplay and I can't even lift my head. The main course hasn't even started yet. Not being able to lift it is a small matter, but being embarrassed by her making fun of it is a big deal. It’s my fault that I got too excited and exhausted all my energy.

After rubbing and kneading for a long time, it was over. It was really embarrassing.

"Come to the bed first and I'll help you."

Her face turned red, she knew what was on her mind. Wrapped in a towel, I sat down on the edge of the bed timidly, like a primary school student who had done something wrong and was afraid of being scolded by the teacher. She hugged me from behind and whispered in my ear, "Is this your first time?"

I nodded, and my whole face turned red like Guan Gong. It was so embarrassing. I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a hole to crawl into immediately.

"It's okay, I'll teach you slowly."

I really regret it. I shouldn't have asked her to come in. Wouldn't it be better to just sleep alone for a night. Now it's not me who is sleeping with her, but she is the one who wants to sleep with me. I really don't know whether I am the one who is paying for her or she is the one who is paying for me. Who is the one who is really happy? The most pitiful thing is that I was fooled and had to pay her. I began to hate her.

She asked me to lie on the bed with my legs open, and she leaned over me and touched my private parts with her hands. Faced with the provocation of this vicious beauty, my useless little brother still shrank like a ball of wrinkled meat.

"Let's take a break and watch some porn first."

I sat on the bed and turned on the TV. It was a Japanese porn movie and the heroine was very beautiful. She leaned naked against my chest, one hand on my shoulder and the other hand wandering around my lower body. While playing with her breasts, his energy seemed to be gradually restored. When he saw the hero tearing off the girl's bra, his little brother suddenly grew bigger and bigger bravely.

I leaned over and pressed her body, pinching her breasts with my palms one by one, burying my face in her cleavage, then using both hands to press her breasts against my cheeks, feeling the wonderful touch, greedily absorbing the rich milk fragrance emanating from her beautiful breasts. The gradually expanding hemispherical breasts rose and fell with her breathing and spread out before my eyes. The pink nipples stood upright on the areolas enlarged by the caress, emitting strong waves of hunger. Although I had no experience in sex, under her guidance, she held my penis in her hand and pressed it against her labia. The hard penis squeezed her wet labia and entered her vagina unscrupulously. The soft penis felt sticky after entering, and there was a little pressure like a slightly clenched palm, and a warm embrace. The hard cock was inserted between her closed thighs, feeling the thick hair of her vagina and the lust that was about to explode from the clamped glans. I pinched those two fleshy buttocks even harder, violently pushing her private parts closer. I put my hands on her hips, causing the delicate skin of her thighs to hit my testicles up and down. I kept speeding up, and finally I let out a cry, forced her beautiful legs apart, and rammed inside her even harder. Her lack of resistance ignited my animal nature, making me want to thrust madly and passionately into her warm body, and want to bite off her blooming areola and chew it in my hungry mouth. Her face turned red, and she looked so seductive in the dim light of the bedside. Her pretty mouth was sometimes slightly open, sometimes wide open, and she uttered vague murmurs of lust.

I don't know how long it was, but I was enjoying it wildly when I felt a tightening in my lower body, and a nerve current went straight up to my forehead from my spine. I squeezed her breasts more violently, allowing my penis to pump freely in her body. She also twisted her waist and used the physiological advantages of a woman to cooperate with me, and made more intense moaning sounds. This was the supreme enjoyment between heaven and earth, when a man and a woman were completely united as one.
I pulled my penis out of her body after ejaculation, and a trace of mucus lingered on our lower bodies. Her thick black hair was now covered with the slippery and sticky love fluid, but she closed her eyes and enjoyed it all. Her breasts were already covered with my bite marks and violent finger marks. I lay beside her, sweating all over and my whole body limp, with one hand around her shoulders and the other still wandering over her breasts. Her hard nipples gradually softened and the excessive congestion in her breasts slowly subsided. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it had been, but I felt a pair of slender hands wandering on my body in a daze, and a faint fragrance of orchid wafted over. I opened my eyes and saw that she had finished her shower. She was still naked and was touching my chest with her hands.

"Are you still okay? Can we do it again?"

I moved my body, but my limbs just wouldn't respond to me. It must be because I had overindulged myself. He smiled bitterly and shook his head. She didn't say anything, but grabbed my cock with both hands and played with it at will. My whole body was powerless but my penis quickly became erect under her manipulation, and I even felt the burning pain of the erection. I knew very well that I couldn't go on, so I tried to be clear-minded and think of mountains, trees, bridges and flowing water, and even electromagnetism, which I hated the most. But it was all in vain, as if she had pressed acupoints all over my body and made it numb, but she had left one place unpressed for her to play with.

When the tip of her tongue wrapped around the glans, a feeling of excitement mixed with pain surged up. I couldn't tell whether it was happiness or sadness. She rode on me, using her woman's advantage to let me enter her body, and swung herself in ecstasy. At this time, the penis no longer felt pleasure, but waves of pain, just like the pain of masturbating again and again. This is simply being raped by her.
I thought to myself.

It's a pity that I was so smart all my life, but after giving my virginity to a prostitute for the first time, I was raped by her. She had no mercy on me at all. I don't know how it feels for a woman to be raped by a man? All I know is that after she twisted and turned several times, my sexual desire was aroused again. I hugged her waist tightly and let her lean towards me so that I could suck her breasts hard. He turned over in one breath and pressed her down.
OK! You want to rape me, let me fuck you first!
I bit and grabbed her roughly, grabbed her breasts and kneaded them vigorously, and bit her nipples suddenly to make her scream in pain. I no longer had any mercy on her and pushed open her tightly clamped thighs, letting my penis rush around inside her body, breaking the softest flesh with my hard rod and hitting the most private part with my testicles. I fantasized that I was a rough worker, raping Maggie Cheung, whom I had longed for, on a dirty construction site. Her screams became louder and louder, and it was no longer possible to tell whether they were cries of joy or pleas for mercy in pain. I thrust in and out again and again. I couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or pain in my lower body. I only knew that I was going to fuck you hard, you bitch. Even if you were a great international superstar, I would still make you call me daddy and mommy under my penis. This is rape, this is rape. Maggie Cheung, every man’s dream girl, is being raped by me. I am going to fuck you so hard that you will feel terrible. She seemed unable to bear the pain. Her pretty face was distorted beyond recognition. She began to resist and struggled hard with her hands. But I had already lost my mind. The harder she resisted, the more excited I became, just like an exhibitionist who gets more pleasure the more he hears a woman scream. Besides, she has such a great figure and a pretty face. Being able to rape Maggie Cheung is an affair that no one else can have. It only happens once in a lifetime, so how could I let it go easily? I slapped her a few times suddenly, and bright red finger marks immediately stained her cheeks. She cried even louder, and my latent animal desire began to burn hotly, snap! Bang! The crisp sound hit her heaving breasts.

“No no! I don’t want it!”

Are you kidding? It was you who wanted it first. Did you ask me if I wanted it when I was pressing you down just now? Now that you are enjoying it, you don't want it anymore. How can it be so easy? I held her hands even tighter to make her unable to move, and used my legs to spread her overly tight thighs, and hit her clitoris with my penis even more violently, squeezing her labia with my glans. Although I have never raped anyone, and even had no sex before today, this is a man's instinct. Besides, I have raped Maggie Cheung countless times while masturbating in the quilt. And her shouting turned into wailing.

"I beg you to stop! I can't bear the pain! Please let me go!" Her face was already covered with tears, her limbs no longer struggled, and she kept begging me with a sad face.

No, no! You asked for this, and I haven't ejaculated yet.

I viciously inserted my penis into her vagina again. Hearing her miserable scream only ignited my sexual desire. I really am a perverted sex maniac. I held her breasts and moved my lower body harder, making her cry out again and again, until my lower body kept contracting and I knew it was about to come. I pulled out my penis from her vagina, used both hands to force her mouth open, letting my penis spray in her mouth and filling her entire mouth with thick liquid before I pulled out with satisfaction.

I opened my eyes and took a peek at her face. She seemed to have lost the painful expression she had just had. Instead, she was intoxicated and used her fingers to pick up the semen on her lips and then put it into her mouth to suck it. I know she was pretending just now. She must have been so pleased by what I did to her that she became crooked. These women just deserve to be fucked. I've also heard that some virgins, when being raped, actually reach orgasm unconsciously, and can't tell whether it's painful or pleasurable, and they still have endless aftertastes of it afterwards. No wonder women rarely report being raped, and some are even raped again and again. The reason is nothing more than that they always have the pleasure of being raped in their subconscious, but it is suppressed by secular ethics. In particular, the more dignified a woman is, the more lewd she becomes in bed. The reason is simple: she has been suppressed for too long. Just like Xiaoyu, the beauty in our department, fell in love with Atai, the bad guy in the class. It was said that they went to bed with each other after two dates. Damn, she looked so pure and innocent that I had a crush on her for a long time, but I just didn't have the courage. I didn't expect her to be so cheap. If I had known earlier, I would have asked her out and forced myself on her like I did today. Maybe she would be mine now.

"It feels so good! You're great. I've never reached such a climax before," said my Maggie Cheung.

I couldn't help but feel proud of my virility, but looking at the bruises all over her body gave me a sense of pleasure. I really didn't know if she was the pervert or I was. I suddenly wished I could really rape Maggie Cheung, or Joey Wong, or Xiao Qiang. It would surely be more exciting to hear them moan and wail.
She got out of bed naked, sat on a chair and held a cigarette in her mouth. I saw her lying on the bed with her eyes closed, rubbing her breasts with her hands, as if she was enjoying it all. Her body was really beautiful, with towering breasts, a slender waist, long thighs and thin calves. She was really a top beauty. I really don't understand why she came out. Was it because she was short of money? Or is it really materialism? I can't help but feel sad for her. After thinking about it, those movie star models, Maggie Cheung, or Xiao Qiang, are actually using their beauty to make money. The only difference is that we don't know whether they are selling it or not. Maybe a rich man would pay her one million or five hundred thousand in one night, and Brigitte Lin would still take off her clothes and lie on the bed to be fucked.
"You are still a student, right?" I suddenly became curious.

"Why are you asking this? People in our line of work don't have any background."

"It's nothing. Forget it. You don't look like someone in this field. You look more like a college student, and I am also in college."

"I'm a junior this year, majoring in sociology. You're surprised, right?"

"No, I'm just curious, how come you're so beautiful here?"

"Different perspectives! I'm not vain, nor do I lack money. I'm not the type that is going to fail in my studies. On the contrary, I get scholarships every semester. I just want to experience another side of life, unlike college students who are locked up in an ivory tower and have no idea of ​​the various aspects of society."

"How long have you been doing this?"

"For more than half a year, there are seven of us who have rented a house together. We are all top students in our respective schools. We take turns to go out and pick them up every day, and we can study and tutor at night the rest of the time."

"Do the other students know?"

"Of course I don't know. I'm a good student in school. I run clubs and participate in activities. Many boys pursue me, but I don't have a boyfriend. I really want to know if those boys who pursue me will continue to pursue me if they find out that their Snow White can be bought."

"Of course we won't sleep with just anyone. We have to select our clients in advance and only accept cases that I am satisfied with. The most important thing is to register the client's real name, such as ID card or driver's license, to avoid danger. Secondly, the client must look clean, not annoying, and have a legitimate job, so that we can feel at ease. And we will only accept the same client three times at most to avoid emotional disputes."

"How long do you plan to do this?"

"I won't accept the offer after a while when I have enough money to study abroad. I want to focus on dating."

I suddenly wondered, "Were you really in pain just now?"

"Haha," she laughed, which made me feel embarrassed. "I knew it was your first time. In fact, when a woman reaches orgasm, she can't tell whether it's more physical pain or extreme physical pleasure. Just like the first time I had sex with a man, the pain when my hymen was torn mixed with waves of rising orgasms made me extremely satisfied and screamed hard. That was the real orgasmic pleasure screaming from the heart. Only women can experience this subtle feeling. So I think you men are pathetic. Although everyone is lustful, no one can get the same pleasure from sex as women's orgasm. It's just a release of animal desires. It's really pathetic. Your penis is just a tool for me to reach orgasm. You really think you raped me."
I lay on the bed with my back to her, although I was very tired, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, my heart was filled with emotion. She was not an ordinary dull college student at all. On the contrary, she must be extremely smart and knew how to control her own direction. It was hard to say whether this was right or wrong. After all, it was her own choice and it didn't matter whether it was right or wrong. But if she was my girlfriend, no matter how beautiful and slim she was, I would never agree to it.

I fell asleep as I was thinking, and was awakened by the glaring sunlight the next day. Oh my god, it was 3:15 in the afternoon. I tried to get up, but my whole body was weak and I couldn't move. My muscles and bones were sore and uncomfortable. I shook my head and thought about last night. It was just like a dream, but she in the dream had already left.
When I turned my head, a bright red color came into view. Oh my god! It was a red envelope. This was the price of my virginity. There was a small note next to it:












































I hope you sleep well and I hope to serve you again.

Tel: XXX-XXX

Jenny