True Love in the Joyous Place (Adult Rape and Abuse Fiction)

First Night

After spending two boring weeks in South Korea and Japan with her wife, she chose to go to Beijing alone to spend the last week of her vacation. I came to Hong Kong for work and was led by a friend to Dongguan, the sex capital of China, for the first time.

Dongguan was very hot and humid in July. I was sweating as soon as I got out of the train station. I hurriedly took a taxi to the hotel I had already booked - Yihao International. This hotel is comparable to the Sofitel in Australia and is a 4-star hotel. The environment and hardware are very good. The room is large and equipped with a computer for internet access. It's only 400RMB a night, which is very worthwhile.

Since it was almost 5.30pm when I arrived, I quickly went back to my room to take a shower and change clothes so as not to give a bad impression to my "work partner" in the evening. At about 6 o'clock in the evening, our group of five arrived at the nightclub on the third floor of the hotel. Although it was Monday, we could still see a large number of comrades arriving. Fortunately, I booked a VIP room in advance and was able to enter the room slowly and easily.

Through the introduction of a friend, I learned that this hotel is opened by the richest man in Dongguan. It has a strong background and provides very good service. Therefore, it has become the first choice for hunting for beauties in Dongguan in just a short time.

At about 6:45, my friend P said it was time to go out and pick vegetables. As soon as I walked out to the hall, wow, it was packed with people. The girls wearing long skirts in three colors - red, pink and purple - were divided into eight rows, with at least 50 girls in each row. There were at least a thousand girls in total on two floors. There were dozens of mommies who kept selling things to us. It was simply a huge human market.

My eyes couldn't see enough and I could only move forward slowly, scanning each girl's face and chest. Red is 200 for a sex scene, 500 for one night, 800 for an overnight stay. Pink is 300, 600, 900. Purple models with the best figures are 500, 1000, 1500.

After walking around for a while, I didn't know how many moms were pulling me and my face was wet with saliva, but I still couldn't choose the type I liked. Maybe it's because it's my first time choosing a girl in such an environment and I'm not used to it. Each girl's expression and eyes are different. Arrogant, cute, fawning, coquettish, aggrieved, disdainful, helpless. . . Feeling is the various aspects of life.

I finally escaped from the mothers' clutches and walked to the elevator to breathe some fresh air. The moment I turned around, I saw her.

The curves under the purple uniform are very obvious, the tender flesh on her chest is white with a rosy glow and very firm (I personally think that such skin texture and skin color, breast shape and nipple size and color should be very good), with long hair, big and long eyes and purple eye shadow, she looks very charming, she is about 168cm tall, with long and straight legs, giving me the feeling of an innocent college student.

I felt immediately that it was her. I immediately rushed over, took her hand, told her my K-room number and asked her to wait for me. (Later she laughed at me and said that I could tell you were the first one to arrive. Normally, you should come up and ask the girls if it’s inconvenient for you tonight, because some girls can’t go to the room because of their period but will still accompany you drinking in order to make money.) Then she lowered her head and slowly walked to the room. After my friends had chosen their dishes, all the girls went to the guest rooms by themselves and then we went to the 1st floor to eat.

After eating in a hurry, I hurried back to the KTV room to see what everyone had picked. At first glance, they are all cow-like types. Soon everyone entered combat mode. The wine was filled up one after another and drunk one after another. After a while, everyone started to feel free to test the measurements of the women around them. But I don't know why, I could always feel that the girl I picked next to me had a hint of sadness, so I was always very polite and drank and chatted with her slowly. When I saw that she was cold, I would take the initiative to put on her coat and do some gentle things. Because my feeling tells me that the tenderness now may be exchanged for the madness after going to the room.

Gradually, as she drank more and more, she began to tell me her life story. When I heard it, it was nothing more than some accident at home and how much money had to be compensated, and there was no other way but to come out and make money, and so on. I have heard many stories of this type. Despite this, I still took the opportunity to put my arms around her waist and comforted her with words, while also feeling the youthfulness of the body of a post-90s generation. Her waist is soft and boneless but a little fleshy, and her palms also have a little baby fat. It can be said that her facial features are really beautiful. She has big eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly thick lips. If she dresses up carefully, she will definitely be no worse than any star.

Without further ado, after several hours of communication and competition among friends, everyone was basically drunk and started to bring their female companions to the room. I looked at her, who was also drunk, and asked: Can you accompany me tonight? She thought for a few seconds and nodded. So I took her to the elevator and walked towards the room.

The moment I entered the room, I hugged her and kissed her lips hard. My tongue rolled inside hers so hard that she couldn't breathe. I quickly took off my clothes and hers and pulled her into the bathroom. With the light from the bathroom, I could finally see every inch of her skin. Her whole body is white with a rosy glow, her body hair is very sparse and soft, her breasts are a pair of perfect spheres that completely ignore gravity, and her areola and nipples are both pink. This immediately ignited my desire to the highest point. I hurriedly washed myself and her, then picked her up and walked out of the bathroom. She didn't say a word the whole time, except when she was occasionally moaned by my hand in the shower.

After I put her on the bed, I started using my hands and mouth on her whole body, making her gasp repeatedly. Her vagina is all pink and her labia are tightly closed. There is no odor and it even has a slight fragrance. I couldn't help but kiss it and lick it repeatedly. Her vaginal fluid kept flowing out, making my entire chin wet and there was a big puddle on the bed. After a while, I said to her, "Baby, please give me a blowjob," and she shook her head and said no. I could see that she was very determined, so I didn't force her. Put on the condom and slowly push it towards the hole. Her vagina was really small and narrow, and even though I wasn't extra large in size it was still difficult to enter. Fortunately, there was sufficient water to serve as lubrication. After hovering at the entrance of the hole for dozens of times, I finally entered her deepest part.

I grabbed her firm and elastic breasts and started fucking her wildly. Maybe because of the alcohol, she became more and more involved and started shouting "Husband, husband, it feels so good." It is usually difficult for me to vent my feelings if I drink too much, probably because my nerves are numbed by alcohol. After working for more than half an hour, I still didn't get enough pleasure. I decided to go all the way and turned her body over, changing to the doggy style, took off the condom, and thrust straight in. Narrow, hot and humid. . . . . . . . . . . . All of a sudden the pleasure came back, and she seemed to feel the pleasure increasing in intensity, twisting her body even more wildly.

After maintaining this state of thrusting for more than 10 minutes, I finally felt the throbbing of my central nervous system and an incomparable stream of heat gushing out. I quickly pulled out of her body and shot all my passion onto her back. We were both breathing heavily, hugged each other involuntarily, and fell asleep.

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