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Upon opening the door, there was a beautiful woman sitting in the research room. Bright large eyes, soft facial lines, wearing a plain onyx pullover, her skin was as white as her clothes. She sat there quietly, and the seniors and classmates in the research room were ostensibly busy with their own business, but they still glanced at her from time to time.
It turns out that her name is Qing Rong, a relative of the professor, and she is going to study in Europe. She hasn’t applied to a school yet, and there’s still half a year left before she leaves the country, so she’ll have to apprentice in our research lab during this period and ask the professor to help her strengthen some basic subjects. It seems that everyone will be more serious about their studies in the next six months!
Soon she was mingling with the graduate students.
We are all boys in the Information Research Laboratory, and the addition of this “room flower” suddenly added a lot of fun.
In addition to reading, experimenting, and having meetings in the research lab every day, she would also be approached to go singing, bowling, and eating late-night snacks together, and so on. Originally, we usually worked hard together and played separately in our leisure time, but now we have become united.
Among the grad students, it felt like she would have been the more favorable to me and usually cared more about me.
In fact, except for me, everyone already has a girlfriend, Qing Rong’s jurisdiction should fall on me, but a few of them don’t know to be courteous, we all act as a group, coupled with the professor on the sidelines, so I didn’t have much of a chance. But I was so busy with school work that I didn’t think too much about it, so I didn’t have a chance.
———- ———- ———- —– She came to our research lab about two months ago. This day was Valentine’s Day, in the afternoon, close to the evening, one by one, they had to leave beforehand, must be to accompany his wife to go. After dinner, the sun had not yet set, the entire research lab was empty, only the two of us.
I read a book and turned on some music, while Qing Rong surfed the Internet. Only two of the research laboratories next door were lit up, while the lights of the dance in front of the City Hall Plaza could be seen far outside the window, projecting into the night sky of Taipei.
At this point, one can’t help but feel a little lonely; after all, it’s been years since I’ve spent Valentine’s Day alone.
At this time, Qing Rong suddenly asked me: “Little Li, why don’t you have a girlfriend?” In tonight’s atmosphere, the melody of the radio, she may also feel a touch of loneliness!
“If I get a girlfriend, I won’t have anyone to keep you company here tonight ya know!” I stretch.
“Seriously!” She laughed: “You’re in good hands!”
“In all seriousness, I’m too busy right now to find a date and no one is coming to me on their own, so I’m single.” I replied, and it was a true answer, “What about you? We’re all so skeptical about how you can possibly not have a boyfriend, we even bring it up for discussion in private!”
“No really!” She obviously didn’t want to state it, and shifted her gaze to the side.
This is a great opportunity! Li, if you don’t take it, you’ll never meet again.
“Well then, how about this, we act as each other’s lovers tonight, what do you think?”
Need I say more? Of course I knew to grasp it.
“It’s hard to hear! That makes it sound like a one night stand.” She said.
“That’s not what I meant!” Of course I meant it in my heart, but I didn’t mean it in my words: “I mean we could go on a date, go for coffee and dance!”
To preserve the reserve of a young girl, I guess! She’s still hesitating.
“Tonight only! After tonight we’re ‘back in business’.” I pontificated, “I’ll take you home after the fun.”
“Okay! But not until I finish writing an e-mail first.”
As I expected, she’ll say yes.
———- ———- ———- —– She was trying to contact a student who had been introduced by a friend and was now studying in the Netherlands. Since she was not fluent in English, she asked me to write the letter for her. I followed her instructions, typed and discussed the letter, and typed it into an English letter.
I sat in front of the computer, she was on the side with a stand. I found her bent over, spring light leaked out from the low neckline, white bra, covering her two white hills. She did not notice for a moment, but because I was looking out of focus, she noticed my gaze, suddenly frightened as if to use her hands to press the neckline, straighten up. I rushed back and averted my eyes.
We continued to fight a few more times, and I realized that she had resumed her original position, and this time, she was closer to me, and the angle of her neckline was more convenient for me to “watch”. Good girl, actually tempting me!
I am generous to watch, but she deliberately pretended not to know. Like her in my face side of the breath like orchids, the two breasts are like this out, if I still hold back words, it would be too rude!
“Qing Rong, you’re too tired to stand, sit down!” I said as I took her hand and guided her to sit on my lap. She half-heartedly sat down like that, an unnatural smile and a scarlet blush appearing on her face.
“Come on, let’s go ahead and finish typing this letter.”
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“Qing Rong, you’re too tired to stand, sit down!” I said as I took her hand and guided her to sit on my lap. She half-heartedly sat down like that, an unnatural smile and a scarlet blush appearing on her face.
“Come on, let’s go ahead and finish typing this letter.”
With another person in my arms, I naturally typed much slower, and as she was not a person who could sit still, her speech gradually became more and more disorganized and confusing. I switched to typing with one hand and the other on her waist, and then I stopped typing with both hands, waiting for her to finish a paragraph before reaching out and typing… Of course, my free hand was not idle, and I kept groping for her wherever she would allow me to do so. Whenever I touched her near a sensitive area, she would smack me down and scold me, “Don’t touch anything!” But it didn’t feel like she was really angry. My hand just temporarily retracted for a moment, and then persevered to the neighborhood wandering. Probably too much teasing! Later, she ambled over to the table, stopped reading the letter, and stopped stopping me.
My hands rested gently on her breasts, rubbing them slowly. The cock sitting on her ass was already crowning, and my movements gradually became more and more urgent, the clothes on her body were stripped off one by one as I stroked them. In the end, the only thing left in my arms was a piece of sheep’s fat beautiful jade – a completely naked Qing Rong.
“Beautiful!” I exclaimed from the bottom of my heart. She smiled with her eyes downcast, her arms clasped in front of her chest, and her skin was as clear as a piece of white jade. Her breasts were a bit small, but her nipples were pink like a fake. In real life, I saw pink nipples for the first time. The rest of the body is big where it should be big, small where it should be small, even the number of pubic hairs are just right, fine and soft covering in just the right place.
I carried her to the big table we used for the meeting and placed her there, admiring her carefully. She was so embarrassed by what I was looking at that she covered her breasts with both hands and was lying on her side with her back to me, while her face was turned this way with a coy smile, not daring to look directly at me.
I climbed onto the table and leaned down to kiss her. In addition to that peach cherry mouth, my lips like rain on every part of her body, two hands are even more greedy in her beautiful body, on her breasts, belly and pussy port rubbing, pinching, rubbing, everywhere is warm and soft pink touch – her body as if a layer of powder, pink, pink, soul-stirring.
I took off my pants in a hurry and threw them on the floor. When she saw my cock advancing toward her, she immediately jumped up and said, “No!”
I was flabbergasted. We stared at each other for a few seconds, “No.” She lowered her head and said it again before whispering, “I’m still a virgin.”
“There’s always a first time!” I said. It’s intolerable that the goat’s fat flew out of my mouth.
“No way,” she said, “I’m saving my first time for my future husband. I’ve never said yes to any of my previous boyfriends, and that’s what I’m sticking to.”
She smiled coyly once again and lowered her head, saying, “But I can give you just as much satisfaction.” She leaned down, opened her cherry mouth, and put my big bird into her mouth.
“AH…” I cried out in disbelief as an electric shock of pleasure passed through my glans. With a serious expression, she sucked on it, occasionally taking the rod out and using her tongue to take care of the root and balls that couldn’t be incorporated into her tiny mouth. Her tongue deftly stimulated the entire length of my rod, pumping the head up and down, at times taking the slightest bit of her hair in her hand and gently brushing my rod and balls.
It didn’t last more than two or three strokes before I was cumming all over her head and a small portion in her mouth, dripping from the corner of her mouth.
I grabbed the toilet paper and wiped her off, and she transformed back into a virgin, quietly accepting my wiping her off. Her skillful oral technique was so out of sync with her innocent and beautiful appearance that it was unimaginable. Maybe it was the previous boyfriend who had conditioned her well?
Just so two strokes out, of course, feel a little embarrassed, and just now I was enjoying, but also should return the favor to her. Thinking this way, the rooster down below started to report again.
She saw it and once again brought her little mouth closer. I picked her up and turned her upside down and her pussy was right in front of my eyes.
Peach-colored pussy, also due to excitement and slightly open, on the top of the flow of obscene water, stained in the side of the pubic hair glittering, really “cherry blossom with rain”, beautiful, beautiful. I spread her outer labia, and her labia minora to have a lip-to-lip kiss.
At that moment a gushing numbness came from my lower body and she began to move.
I had just ejaculated once, so this time, of course, it would last longer. As I wanted to save face, I kept on teasing her stamen, and her mouth was making a lot of “mmmm… mmmm… mmmm” noises as she held the rod in her mouth.
Finally, she took the rod out, panting uncontrollably. With the rapid movement of my tongue, her body could not stop twisting, and a steady stream of obscene water flowed out, staining the edge of my mouth. The sound of her mouth is also getting louder and louder, and finally even cried out with a “whimper”, I think she should have reached an orgasm.
We continued to linger and warm up… until the time was already ten o’clock and it was impossible not to send her home, so we had to get up and get dressed, watching with reluctance as her near-perfect body was wrapped back into her sweater and jeans.
I walked her back to the door of her home in Neihu, and she climbed around my neck and gave me a peck on the cheek, saying, “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“Well, Happy Valentine’s Day.” I smiled and replied with the line I had just thought of, “And thanks for the Valentine’s Day gift.”
She blushed and turned her head into the door, closing it behind her.
What a memorable Valentine’s Day.