I was a visiting scholar from Shaanxi, China to study in a company in Torquay, a very beautiful seaside city in the southwest of England, but there was no university, so there were hardly any Chinese students. When I first came to England in the late summer and early fall, I often liked to go to the beach at dusk, looking out at the blue sea, listening to the constant murmur of the sea, imagining the stories that were happening in the past or the present beyond the sea-sky intersection line, and imagining my wife and daughter sleeping soundly on the other side of the world.
In the golden light of the setting sun, there will often be beautiful lines of white skin blonde or brown-haired women or girls screaming with joy from the sea bathing out, the body of the beads glittering, like a mermaid general. Out of the blue, I will have a feeling of being in a paradise, in the domestic experience of all kinds of disputes and clamor noise seems to be a lifetime ago. This kind of illusionary beauty makes me produce a kind of tears impulse, I savor this kind of sweet loneliness away from the world.
Winter is coming, and night falls at 3 or 4 o’clock in the afternoon in England. The days are short and the nights long, the weather is cold and damp, and the seashore is cold and desolate, so I do not go to the seashore. I usually rushed back to my house early, and like other Englishmen, I read the newspaper in the yellowish light.
With the FM classical music station on the radio playing beautiful music or silent soprano arias, and the cold winter rain pounding on the window pane from time to time, a deep sense of loneliness covered my mind like a green whip.
Especially after the Christmas vacation, I huddled in my small bedroom almost the whole day except for buying the necessary necessities of life, and this feeling of bone-deep loneliness became a bit unbearable. I am deeply tired all day long, gray, as if I have become a lifeless ghost of the old castle. Winter is long, the cold night is long, I even a little afraid of loneliness.
So when my friend June Lee from the University of London invited me to visit London to see Londoners welcome the millennium, I couldn’t wait to say yes.
On December 31, 1999 I traveled nearly five hours by Coach and arrived at Victoria Bus Station in London. Then I changed to the subway and arrived at Li Jun’s home in the Acton district. Li Jun was in the same unit as me in China before he left the country and was seven years older than me. He has been abroad for more than ten years and has long been removed from the organization. Their eldest son is 13 years old and his wife gave birth to a daughter last year. Mrs. Li stayed at home to take care of the children, while Li Jun was out and about, and the heavy burden of life made Li Jun, who was in his forties, already have frosty temples.
After opening the door to exchange pleasantries, Li Jun pointed to his daughter in his wife’s arms and said self-deprecatingly, “Finally, I’ve accomplished another task of studying abroad.” I laughed with him.
At this time I noticed that Mrs. Li’s back also stood a woman with an elegant face, about 30 years old, quite a style of short black hair, white skin, long neck, oval face, big eyes beautiful bright, lips red and full, looks very much like in the TV series “Hand in Hand” in the role of Xia Xiaoxue Jiang Wenli.
“This is Yuan Jinya, also our hometown.” Li Jun said.
“Is that Yuan Jinya from the Tianlong Literary Station?”
“That’s right.” Li Jun said, and Yuan Jin Ya nodded with a light smile.
“Ah, I really didn’t expect to see you here, I’m your groupie ooh.” I went up to Yuan Jin Ya hand, her hand is soft and delicate.
Yuan Jinya is a host on one of our FM radio stations in Shaanxi Province who hosts a nightly program that is very popular. I met her once during a live street broadcasting event. At that time, she had long, flowing hair and a very distinguished air of innocence among a group of young men and women who were requesting her autograph. Although I also liked her program, as an ordinary researcher in a scientific research unit, I always felt that I was not in the trend, so I did not join in the fun.
In fact, it was her voice that first attracted me, a sweet, sensual voice that was extremely feminine. This voice through the stereo in the night has provoked me countless reverie, especially when she communicated with the audience in the throat to express the understanding of the soft “hmmm” “hmmm” sound, almost similar to the lovemaking can not help but moan, causing me many sexual impulses.
I was thrilled to meet a beautiful woman I secretly admired in a foreign country, and who was also from my hometown, with an intangible affinity for each other.
“What are you doing in England now?” After taking my seat, I asked Yuan Jin Ya in a reserved manner.
“I’ve just been out for a few months and I’m studying languages in Cardiff, I’m going to do a degree once I’ve passed the languages.”
“Cardiff I’ve been to, it’s rather gray and dreary, I don’t like it much.”
“Yeah, I don’t like Cardiff either.”
Mr. and Mrs. Li Jun were preparing the meal, and Yuan Jin Ya and I were chatting. She was wearing decent jeans, red sweater, full breasts overflowing with mature and fit breath. I pretended to look at her feet without realizing it, and as expected, she was wearing a pair of brown flat-soled half-waisted boots, which were very pretty and sexy. She often gently raised her head and combed her hair back with her hand, and then her beautiful long neck was visible, and a few strands of green hair on her head were not visible. She often gently raised her head and combed her hair back with her hand, and then her beautiful long neck was visible, and a few strands of green hair on her head were not visible. She often gently raised her head and combed her hair back with her hand, and then her beautiful long neck was visible, and a few strands of green hair on her head were not visible. She often gently raised her head and combed her hair back with her hand, and then her beautiful long neck was visible, and a few strands of green hair on her head were not visible. She often gently raised her head and combed her hair back with her hand, and then her beautiful long neck was visible, and a few strands of green hair on her head were not visible. She often gently raised her head and combed her hair back with her hand, and then her beautiful long neck was visible, and a few strands of green hair on her head were not visible. She often gently raised her head and combed her hair back with her hand, and then her beautiful long neck was visible, and a few strands of green hair on her head were not visible. She often gently raised her head and combed her hair back with her hand, and then her beautiful long neck was visible, and a few strands of green hair on her head were not visible. on her white cheeks showed I can feel that this subconscious habitual action of hers actually has the meaning of she is to show the opposite sex a beautiful woman’s charm. I can feel that this subconscious habitual action of hers actually has the meaning of , she is to show the opposite sex a beautiful woman’s charm. She is to show the opposite sex a beautiful woman’s charm.
I liked the way she combed her hair, mature and charming, seductive and subtle. In China, I have paid attention to some of the newspaper articles about her, casual conversation I talked about some of the topics surrounding her, and asked her precisely how she celebrated her birthday only five days ago, which made Yuan Jin Ya overjoyed. She graduated from Xi’an Highway College, I have always secretly marveled at an engineering school will actually have this kind of taste of beautiful women.
At dinner, Yuan Jinya and I sat together, and I could smell the ghostly scent of her perfume. Li Jun’s eldest son used a thick London accent to discuss computers and video games with me, and I pretended to discuss them with him with amusement, but I was constantly watching Yuan Jin Ya’s every move and smile. Sometimes we turn our faces toward each other at the same time to speak, her bright eyes, rosy lips close at hand, making my heart strings vibrate.
It was almost 9 o’clock when we finished eating. We hurriedly piled the used dishes into the kitchen and took Li Jun’s second-hand Nissan into central London. Mrs. Li sat in the front with her youngest son in her arms, while Yuan Jinya, Li Jun’s eldest son and I sat in the back. Yuan Jinya and I were next to each other, our knees touching.
We talked and laughed the whole way, yet my heart was pounding wildly. A few times her hair brushed against my ear as the car rounded a corner, and it tickled and tantalized me in a wonderful way. If I hadn’t been studying in a foreign country at the same time, how could I, an ordinary researcher, have had the opportunity to sit side by side with a domestic public idol? I was secretly grateful for this arrangement of fate.
The car drove off A-40, onto Loop 501, not far past the wax museum, turned right and stopped at the end of the road. June Lee said that the road was closed ahead and the car could not go any further. So we got off the car and walked toward Pigeon Square. It had just rained, so maybe it was because I had been drinking, but I didn’t feel cold. The air is moist, the streetlights are bright, and many tall and old buildings are lit up like a dream.
As we came to the intersection of Oxford and Regent Streets, the crowd picked up and headed for Pigeon Square. Some were singing, others were whistling, others were laughing and shouting with bottles in their hands, and the air was gradually filled with exuberance. I noticed that even though it was winter, there were many women wearing thin, revealing evening dresses and sexy sandals. Mrs. Li said that people are really not afraid of the cold, I paid attention to Yuan Jin Ya’s reaction, she pursed her lips and smiled.
We walked through Pico’s Leigh Circle, which was even more crowded, with giant lighted billboards overhead, bottles, fast food bags, and suspicious traces of dirt and liquid on the ground. There were a lot of young people standing under the Cupid statue, and on both sides of the road there were a lot of Chinese (this is close to Chinatown) with the appearance of smuggled southerners, who looked at everything around them with indifference. As we walked by, they stared at Yuan Jin Ya in unison.
“Let’s stay close, don’t get lost.” Li Jun reminded. I vaguely felt some uneasiness and walked to the outside to protect Yuan Jin Ya, who also leaned on me in a very nonchalant manner.
We made our way to Trafalgar Square. It was packed with people, but again, not enough light and rather dark. The tall statue of General Nelson had a makeshift observation platform halfway up, with police standing on it. In the center of the square, the Norwegian Christmas tree is flimsy and the lights on it are sparse. On the west side of the square, a giant TV was mounted on the wall of the Canada House, broadcasting the BBC’s Century Celebration program.
We walked along Whitehall Street towards Big Ben, which was brightly lit and bustling with people. There were people on the windowsills of the houses on both sides of the street and in the trees, and people were in high spirits. Here there is a group of people drinking and singing, there is a group of people top balloon laughing, many mouth whistle can not stop blowing. A few young girls were sitting in a bus shelter, and one of them stood up and shouted hysterically at the crowd: “Ha~ppy New Year~!”
We managed to squeeze to the edge of Parliament Square, only to find that the road into the square here was blocked, and Parliament Square was packed with people waiting to hear the New Year’s bells of Big Ben. Unknown people were still flocking to the square, and our group was soon squeezed in the middle of the crowd.
It was already 23:20 and Big Ben was nowhere to be seen. Mrs. Lee, who was holding her child, said with a frightened look on her face, “We’d better get out of here, something may happen later.” As she spoke, a few blacks were moving forward regardless of the fact that they were in the middle of the street.
Yuan Jin Ya also said : “It’s inconvenient to bring the child, withdraw.” She was speaking to Mr. and Mrs. Li Jun, but then glanced at me as if asking for my opinion.
I originally wanted to try to squeeze to the bottom of the Big Ben, but heard Yuan Jin Ya said so, then without hesitation to agree: “Let’s retreat to Pigeon Square, where there are relatively fewer people.” So, Li Jun from the hands of his wife took the youngest son, Mrs. Li pulled the eldest son, Yuan Jin Ya followed, I was behind, a group of people back to squeeze.
The crowd on Whitehall Boulevard seemed to multiply several times in a few minutes, and the noise became louder and louder. Most people were heading towards Parliament Square, and only a few of us were going the other way, which was a difficult way to move against the tide. Mrs. Lee shouted back, “Let’s stay close together, don’t get separated.”
Then a couple of Indo-Pakistani looking half-breeds came whizzing by shouting “Happy New Year!”
When they see a girl, they suddenly attack and kiss her on the mouth. One guy rushed to Yuan Jin Ya to embrace her for a kiss, Yuan Jin Ya quickly turned her face to cover her mouth and said: “Sorry, sorry.”
I reached out and tapped the guy on the shoulder and smiled and said, “Hey, she is my girlfriend. I am Jackie Chan.
(Hey, she’s my girlfriend. I’m Jackie Chan.” The guy had a mouthful of booze and gave a clumsy martial arts stance and said, “Wow, Jackie Chan, you are so lucky.” He gave Yuan Jin Ya a bad smile and walked away.
“Thank you, I really didn’t know what to do just now.” Yuan Jinya laughed in embarrassment and shame, her cheeks covered with a blush.
I originally thought that in the country as a public idol character Yuan Jin Ya know a lot, I did not expect her actually like a young girl panic. After this short false alarm, I turned around and saw Li Jun Ren family just focus on forward squeeze, has been with a stream of people drifted out for a long way, I then boldly to Yuan Jin Ya said: “Follow me, to ensure that you are fine.” I naturally took her hand, for her to open the way forward. Yuan Jin Ya like a little girl helpless and obedient to follow me.
Her hand was cool, but it was delicate and silky. I pretended to be anxiously aware of the whereabouts of Li Jun’s family and rushed forward, while deliberately exaggerating the obstacles and delaying the time to savor the wonderful feeling of holding hands with the beautiful woman that I had adored for so long. Once again, I celebrated this heavenly opportunity, and used a dark force in my hand to tightly clutch Yuan Jin Ya’s hand.
I dragged Yuan Jin Ya finally out of the most congested part of Whitehall Boulevard, almost to Trafalgar Square. We looked around for Li Jun’s family, saw some people hard to resist the internal urgency of the heel of the wall to pee, there is a man even to a McDonald’s store doorway to pee, I laughed: “These British also do not speak of gentlemanly behavior.”
Yuan Jin Ya turned her head away with a red face and said, “Quickly look for Li Jun, where are you looking.” And with my clenched hand pinched me a little.
At this point we were in the middle of another crowd, people were shouting enthusiastically, I pulled Yuan Jin Ya shouting: “Excuse me, Happy New Year.” and rushed to the east side of the Pigeon Square ramp close to the National Gallery. There was finally some open space, less crowded, brighter lights, and a good view of the crowd in the center of Pigeon Square and the giant TV on the west wall.
Yuan Jinya gasped and said: “I’m exhausted, let’s just stand here and watch TV to feel the New Year’s atmosphere. Where can we find Li Jun and the others in this crowded place?”
On the one hand, I was worried about Li Jun’s family, but on the other hand, I couldn’t wait to be alone with Yuan Jin Ya, and said, “Yes, stay here. Maybe Li Jun and the others will come here too.”
By this time it was already 23:40, the giant screen on the other side of the square was the concert being held in Greenwich Park, a short-haired, thin, sunglasses dressed like a man singer mobilized the audience to dance and sing along with her, and soon the screen switched to the ceremony held in the Millennium Building, appeared to Queen Elizabeth and Prime Minister Tony Blair stood together. Yuan Jinya and I happened to be standing next to a stall selling masks, two masks for a pound, and business was good.
Yuan Jin Ya’s hand is still clutched in my hand, I don’t want to let go, but the force is softer, I think if Yuan Jin Ya draws back her hand, then I will go with the flow, but she didn’t do that. A girl is sensitive, she won’t not realize that her hand is still in my hand. I interpreted this as a kind of encouragement and hint, or perhaps an expectation. I continued to hold her hand “unobtrusively”.
At that moment a pair of lovers stood in front of us. The man wore a white cotton shirt and tan pants, robust and sturdy, smart and capable. The woman wore a snowy green strapless dress, sexy shoes with thin heels, round arms, blonde hair, blue eyes, smiling, slender and charming. They were about 30 years old, and from the looks of it, they came from the kind of family that was well-off and lived a rich life. The two of them kept caressing and kissing, laughing and intimacy, not exhausting the intense love.
I noticed that Yuan Jin Ya was also keeping an eye on the lovers’ movements, and I began to gently rub my thumb on Yuan Jin Ya’s palm, and she tickled my palm, and then her slender fingers were inserted between mine to hold each other tightly. This is a very intimate and symbolic action, a hot current from her hand to my dantian.
We looked at each other imploringly, and she looked sheepish and gentle and very agreeable in her red cotton lined chemise. Her face was even softer in the yellow light, and her dark eyes sparkled with water. Her short, softly curved hair gave her the charm of a mature woman, but her bare forehead and rosy lips revealed the innocence and beauty of a young girl.
“You’re even more beautiful than you were at home!” I exclaimed offhandedly.
She didn’t take my words positively: “I think English girls are quite pretty. They’re generally well-built and elegant.”
I said: “In fact, we have a lot of excellent girls in China now, they know how to be a woman, how to maintain the eternal beauty, show the feminine beauty, pure beauty. I can see that you are one of them.” I continued to compliment Yuan Jinya, there was no lack of temptation in it, being able to praise a beautiful woman to her face also gave people a kind of pleasure.
“Really?”
“I trust my instincts.”
Yuan Jin Ya smiled sweetly, revealing her beautifully straight teeth. She drew out her hand and took hold of my skeleton, and very affectionately pressed herself against me, her soft hair rubbing against my cheeks and tickling me heartily. In any case, complimenting a girl on her beauty is definitely not an unpleasant thing to do.
In fact, my heart is still a little on and off. Yuan Jinya in the country must be a not lack of men to pursue the beautiful woman, and I am an ordinary study abroad for further study of visiting scholars, neither handsome appearance, and no money and car house, what makes her so intimate with me? Is it because we are from the same hometown and have a natural sense of intimacy with each other? Is it because of being in a foreign country language and socialization is limited to read bitter lack of love and thirst for soul and love support? Is it because although I look mediocre, but have a chic temperament that she fell in love with? Or is it just a game between a man and a woman?
I’m only 1 meter 72 and have a melancholic and diffident look, by no means belonging to the category of tall, handsome and suave lovers, but that’s not to say that I’m not an amorous person. Frankly speaking, I am horny, like to appreciate all the beautiful girls and women, in the intention to have a very specific and detailed skin to skin with them. Due to my average looks on the outside, I was always plagued by an inferiority complex at times when it came to pursuing love from the opposite sex, despite the richness and depth of my heart. So now when a beautiful woman Yuan Jinya, who is similar in size to me, takes the initiative to have sex with me, I am both pleased and apprehensive.
It’s 23:52 and the giant TV screens are showing the people of Cardiff, Edinburgh and Belfast welcoming the millennium. The noise of people, whistles and other noises in the air is a tangle of sounds that have lost their identity and become an invisible monster that heats up and expands, and will explode at some point. In the midst of this deformed sound explosion, the joyful crowd waiting for the event was somewhat distorted, and people’s smiling faces suddenly seemed distant and mysterious.
I suddenly had a heart palpitation, turned my face to explore Yuan Jin Ya, she also happened to turn her face, our lips touched, she panicked for a moment seemed to move away from her lips, I was so passionate that I could not restrain it, and without losing any time, I embraced Yuan Jin Ya and kissed her on the lips. That is really a wonderful feeling that makes people go all out heartstrings trembling! Her fragrant lips like cool petals, both inviting and delicate, I kissed her lips with infinite compassion.
“Don’t… don’t do this…” she said weakly, but again, she couldn’t help herself under the onslaught of my passion.
A wildness rose in my body, the tip of my tongue began to drill into her mouth, she instinctively clenched her teeth to resist my attack, which stimulated my desire to conquer, the tip of my tongue more forcefully pressed against her white teeth, her mouth was finally unbearable for me to open, my tongue in her mouth to explore and tease, her tongue is not overpowering the temptation to coil and entwine with me, I sipped and sucked on the sweet fluids in her mouth, I feel that my testicles are hot and swollen, his penis is erect in the crotch. My testicles swelled with heat and my cock was erect in my crotch. I caught the tip of her soft tongue, slowly but surely sucked her tongue into my mouth, then slowly sent it back into her mouth, and then sucked it into my mouth again, and after a few times, I firmly clamped down on her mouth, and savored her tongue in my mouth, not allowing her to have a moment to catch her breath.
Yuan Jinya struggled in my arms like a kitten, her throat letting out vague moans, her body getting more and more. Marco Polo’s first time in the world was when he was a young man, and it was only after a while that I let her go. The first time I saw her was when she was in the bathroom, and she was in the bathroom with her eyes.
She pinched my hand and said, “You’re so mean.”
I smiled and said against her ear, “Jinya, do you know what I’m thinking?”
“What?”
“I want you.” I said with deliberate gentleness and brutal rudeness.
Yuan Jin Ya suddenly trembled and raised her long eyelashes to look at me, her eyes rippled with light, her face not knowing whether she was happy or indignant, and then she wordlessly avoided my steely gaze.
A close-up of Big Ben appeared on the giant screen TV, the hour and minute hands had reached the 12 position and the second hand was still marching calmly. The clamor of people in the air grew thicker and fiercer, mask stalls around us began to distribute masks for free, some people were shaking champagne bottles in their hands violently, and people were waiting with baited breath. Yuan Jinya and I, too, were energized by the atmosphere around us, looking around as if the twenty-first century would materialize into someone coming towards us.
Finally, Big Ben’s second hand pressed to 12 above, Trafalgar Square was boiling, people’s cheers like a reservoir of long-brewing magma rushing straight down, champagne bubbles sprayed in all directions, the Thames River over the ceremonial flowers bloomed, the London night sky painted a colorful. Many people who do not know each other friendly embrace, congratulations on the New Year, standing in front of us, the pair of lovers began to kiss again.
The new century has come, my mood is incredibly excited and thrilled. I wrapped Yuan Jinya’s waist and said, “Jinya, I wish you a happy new year!”
Her eyes sparkled with joy: “I’m so happy.”
Our lips touched and we kissed again for a long time.
The fireworks went off and on, and each newly blossomed flower stirred up a new round of exclamations from the people. I look up at the night sky with Yuan Jin Ya, and I kiss her moist red lips from time to time. I really hope that time will be frozen, and my beloved beauty forever in the sea of joy of human beings who love each other.
The fireworks over the city of London stopped after about 15 minutes. People began to leave. Yuan Jinya and I followed the crowd north along Charing Cross Street. The streetlights were soft, the ground was damp, and the air was cool. Yuan held my arm, like a pair of lovers in love for a long time. When we came to an empty phone booth, she said she wanted to use her phone card to call home and asked me to wait for her. Through the glass window of the phone booth, I saw her speaking into the microphone with a wide range of expressions, occasionally combing her short, beautiful hair with her hand. There were many small pieces of paper with the phone numbers of call girls plastered on them, which emphasized Yuan Jin Ya’s elegance and beauty.
After about seven or eight minutes, she walked out, with thin teardrops in the corners of her eyes. Yuan Jin Ya’s words also increased. She began to tell me about her home in the southern part of S province, her elderly parents, her sister who works in public relations (I think her sister must be very pretty too), and her brother-in-law. She said that her brother-in-law was not the kind of man she would have liked to see, but he was a very practical and considerate husband who organized his life in a good way. She said that although her brother-in-law was good, she would not marry a man like her brother-in-law, from which I could hear that she was not yet married.
She told me that she lived in Cardiff in the home of a single woman in Sri Lanka, the woman is very strange, do not go out all day, and do not allow her to bring friends to the home, but also to limit her use of the phone, the bath time can not be long, into the winter for a long time does not turn on the heating. Soon after Yuan Jin Ya moved in, she once set off a fire alarm by stir-frying vegetables, causing the woman a false alarm… From then on, whenever Yuan Jin Ya cooked, she would run to the kitchen, pretending to have something else to do, and going to great lengths to make it look like something else was going on… The incident was unpleasant, but Yuan Jin Ya’s tone of voice was calm, as if he were recounting someone else’s business. Perhaps due to her self-respect, she was reluctant to show too much unhappiness? But I still felt the depression and helplessness within her.
I listened to Yuan Jinya’s trusting ramblings and felt her intimate snuggles. A beautiful domestic radio hostess like most ordinary foreign students in the United Kingdom encountered these trivial and unhappy things, which makes my heart ache, but also more compassionate. She belongs to all aspects of the girl is relatively good, certainly no lack of suitors, but so far has not yet picked a man of his choice, so what kind of person is she looking for? Could it be that she has unrealistic requirements in terms of marriage, or is it that she prefers ordinary men like me? We have only known each other for a few hours, but she is unguarded to me to pour out her heart, I feel a little overwhelmed.
We walked to Tottenham tube station and turned left into Oxford Street. Neither of us mentioned how we were going to return to Li Jun’s house, but we seemed to have an unspoken wish to keep each other company on New Year’s Eve in London. The warm red lips of a beautiful woman and the instantly recognizable snuggle brought a strong psychological and sensual impact to me after months of silent study abroad life. My lower body was engorged with blood for a long time, swelling and aching. Walking in the middle of a group of British people, our two Chinese hearts in the shape of a natural affinity.
People on Oxford Street were still in the throes of welcoming the New Year, with young men poking their heads out of cars coming and going shouting Happy New Year and flying kisses to pedestrians. Some young men rushed to the side of the car and kissed the girl inside, a blessing and a bargain at the same time.
Nearly to Oxford Cirsus, there were two seventeen or eight year old girls on the sidewalk madly hugging and kissing passersby. One of the girls, a brunette with a hair tie, exaggeratedly pulled me away from Yuan Jin Ya and kissed me relentlessly. Her mouth tasted of sweet Lager beer mixed with cream cheese, and the body odor from her neck and hair was exciting, like an aphrodisiac.
The scene was a bit sudden, but I reacted quickly. I kissed her back appropriately, and then exclaimed, “You are so beautiful. God bless you.”
“Thank you.” this girl with a broad forehead, long eyelashes, plump buttocks and long legs let me go. Yuan Jinya was smiling, actually a little sardonically.
“What a leprechaun.” I said half jokingly and half heartily. Yuan Jin Ya took hold of my skeleton again, and she pinched me in an unmistakable way.
We walked to Marble Arch, the west exit of Oxford Street, and I noticed that Marble Arch tube station was also closed. Further on was dark Hyde Park and dimly lit Bayswater Road, with few pedestrians. It was after 2:00am, and at some point it started to rain, and it was getting heavier and heavier.
I whispered to Yuan Jin Ya: “Don’t get wet, let’s find a hotel to stay!”
She nodded her chin: “Uh-huh”, coy in her generosity.
Things are moving in the direction I dreamed of, and we’re both awake to what’s coming next.
Perhaps because of this realization is too clear and clear, we instead re-born formal, a moment of speechlessness, I tried to control myself not to panic and lose their temper.
We came to the back of the Marble Arch, a hotel called Rose Court, an Indo-Pakistani young man on duty, out of respect for Yuan Jin Ya considerations, I initially wanted to book two single rooms, but Yuan Jin Ya said calmly: “Better save some money to book a single room.” The Indo-Pakistani boy said that two people are not allowed to stay in a single room, I said: “Then we will open a double room.” So I paid 79.95 pounds, opened a double room, Yuan Jin Ya want to share the rent with me, I firmly refused.
Yuan Jin Ya and I close close to the hotel’s narrow old-fashioned elevator up to our room, her body is soft and lovely, clear big eyes spring light, feminine feminine breath again aroused my sexual desire to swell. We passed through the same narrow hallways to the front of room 207, I used the key to open the door to the room, and went in first, Yuan Jin Ya followed me in, I then covered the door, did not turn on the light, and then frantically and swiftly kissed Yuan Jin Ya’s lips.
Yuan Jin Ya seemed to have not anticipated my savagery, but also as if she had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. She hooked her delicate hands around my neck, her throat let out a thirsty and vague whimper, and her wet and sweet tongue licked my lips like a small beast. I rubbed her soft hair, my cock itching and swelling with wet mucus oozing out.
I slipped my hand under her warm sweater and pushed her bra upward, suddenly taking hold of her smooth, plump breasts, her body shuddered like an electric shock and she couldn’t help but cry out. I gently rubbed her upturned nipples, sending waves of shivers into her petite body. My other hand began to stroke her lower part through her pants, and unopposed, I unbuckled her belt and pushed my hand deeper into her panties. At this point she began to resist, using her hands to tightly block pulling my hand, my lips strengthened the attack, ferociously sucking on her lips and tongue, so that she did not have a breathing space, Yuan Jin Ya cared for the other hand, and finally lost his hand.
I slipped my hand into her panties, stroked her pubic hair with restraint, and then invaded the most mysterious part of her womanhood, which was already flooded with springtime, soaking her panties. I ran my middle finger gently between her warm, moist labia, then nudged, rubbed and fondled the delicate flesh of her perineum with the tip of my finger, and soon felt a thick secretion trickle down from the opening of her vagina. At the same time, my persistent kisses almost suffocated her, and she shuddered and went limp with pain and pleasure, desperate and powerless to break free from my male ravishment, her throat warbling like a poor lamb.
I finally let go of Yuan Jin Ya, she gasped sharply, her body unexpectedly fell down, I hurriedly hugged her, gently kissed her earlobe and said, “Jin Ya, I like you too much.”
She leaned her head against my shoulder and said, “You’re so savage, you made me so wet down there.”
“Scared of me?”
“No… Will you turn on the light and let me go to the bathroom?”
I flicked on the electric light. It was a typical English hotel room, simple and gray, with a 14-inch color television fixed to the wall in the corner of the room, and an old table with small cookies, bags of tea and instant coffee, sugar and cups.
Yuan Jin Ya took off her jacket, her rounded buttocks and slender waist were visible, her hands gathered the hair behind her ears and smoothed it back, revealing her white and slender neck and beautiful ears, and her breasts rose up regally. She pursed her lips and smiled at me and went into the bathroom. I could imagine her slipping off her panties with ease, her knees touching and her calves sitting gracefully in a figure eight position on the commode, followed by a long peeing sound.
I could hear her own relaxation and trust in me in the sound of her long peeing. She was such an innocent and beautiful woman that it made me feel like it was heavenly water heavenly music. I pursed my lips on the fingers that had just touched her stamen, and my cock was hard as a hot iron bar, jutting inside my crotch. In this hostel in a foreign country, a beautiful, vivid and dynamic, plump and mature, independent-minded woman will spend the night with me, full of lust and love, sometimes inferiority and timidity, sometimes bold appearance of ordinary men, this is really the ultimate joy of the world, a dream come true.
I think that false timidity and loneliness may be experienced by everyone, perhaps because I insisted on so many more marvelous clocks, I became a brave, brute, at least in the eyes of Yuan Jinya I am so.
I pulled the heavy linen windows closed and turned the heat up to maximum. The heightened lust made me hot and dizzy. But I know to restrain myself, beautiful women need to savor. I knocked on the bathroom door and said, “Jinya, you then take a shower.” Then I went out and came downstairs to the hotel lobby.
The Indo-Pakistani boy was still watching the TV, which was showing Charlotte Cheeky’s “Voice of the Angels”. Cherky sang “the voice of angels”, this only 13 years old beautiful girl looks like seventeen, eight years old girl as rich and mature, her full lips spasmodically put in and out of quivering, changing the rhythm of the solemn and faraway song, eyes glittering with the light of holiness.
I told the young man that I had decided to stay at the hotel at the last minute and had not brought my toothbrush with me, so I wondered if they sold them here. He said he had a spare set of toothbrushes and gave them to me without charging me. I thanked him profusely and went to the hotel bar to use the restroom, where I stood for a long time before peeing because my penis was engorged with blood and erect. Afterwards I sat down on the sofa in the small bar and lit a cigarette.
Still raining, raindrops fall on the window glass to draw a lingering trace, in the street lamps under the shadow of the luminous, as if the mercurial elves. Occasionally there are three or two young people walking loudly and noisily through the silent streets. I wondered what role I was playing at this moment. I have a wife and a son, and even though my wife isn’t exactly beautiful, she gave birth to my daughter, works hard at the house, and I love them. But that doesn’t mean I can’t fall in love with other lovely, beautiful women, it’s purely a sexual instinct. Beautiful women are pleasing to the eye and make life beautiful. What an ugly, broken world it would be without beautiful women.
In fact, I have been sexually aware since I was a young child. When I was in the first grade, I wanted to be seated with the prettiest girl in the class when the teacher assigned me a seat. I have a sensitive nature and love to fantasize, inner delicate, full of longing for life and poetry, but I’m not the kind of commanding boy who feels good about himself, often for his own adoration of beautiful girls and blame himself, that beautiful girls are so pure and unattainable, but I am very lewd. So in the relationship with girls, despite the inner passion like fire, but the appearance is too serious to cover up their own sense of crime.
After graduating from college, I’ve had several girlfriends (all introduced to me by other people) and found that I’m actually a man who is quite popular with girls. In the relationship with them I know how to show their own funny humor and taste of life, how to show their own understanding and compassion, how to learn “bad” to force appropriate sexual assault on them.
Later I married my present wife, and as I realized more and more that women were not as sacrosanct as I thought, and that they also had the same desire for the opposite sex, my confidence grew stronger. I am not the kind of man who can make a girl fall in love at first sight, but after contact, it will leave a good feeling to many girls, I have been maintaining a good personal relationship with a few of the more tasteful female graduate students at the Institute of Domestic Research.
From the state of affairs this evening, Yuan Jin Ya has already fallen in love with me, and we will express our love for each other and our desire for sex through physical union, which is a very beautiful thing if it is just pure heterosexual love without utilitarian considerations or worldly scruples and will not in the least hamper my feelings for my wife and daughter.
My intuition tells me that Yuan Jin Ya is a radio host with elegant taste, a pure woman who is not defensive to others and longs for love, a weak and helpless woman in a foreign country, I want to let her feel that I like her and adore her straight away. No matter who she marries in the future or where she goes in the world, my love will never change.
After smoking a cigarette, I returned to the room. Yuan Jin Ya covered with a thin blanket has fallen asleep, she did not make a sound, as if asleep. I went into the bathroom, saw her white cotton triangular panties have been washed hitching on the radiator, I picked up and smelled, there is still her body odor on it. I brushed my teeth and took a shower, purposely scrubbing my pussy clean with soap. As I toweled off my cock, I couldn’t help but get hard again at the thought that it would be inside a beautiful woman I had adored for so long.
I walked over to the bed in my underwear and whispered softly into Jinya’s ear, “Jinya, tired? Are you asleep?”
She didn’t say a word or open her eyes, but she reached out from under the thin blanket and cupped my stiffening cock through my panties with her slender fingers, her movements were gentle, her thumb rubbing gently over the area of my glans, and it felt wonderful. I bent over and slipped my hand under the blanket to find that she had removed her bra. Her breasts were not large, but they were full and smooth and felt excellent in my hands. I ran my fingers very gently in circles around her breasts, occasionally nudging her nipples as if by accident, and soon her nipples were standing up.
I carefully observe her facial expression, lying on the bed she seems to be different from the daily standing her, originally rounder face into a melon shape, more and more charming, lips red, hair against the pillow, quite a bit of dusty flavor.
She continued to rub my penis through her panties with her eyes closed, and I alternately fondled both her breasts and kissed her delicate ear and lips. The scent of her hair was refreshing, her pretty eyebrows began to quirk, a slight crease appeared on her bare forehead, her lips opened slightly, and her breathing became ragged, but she tried her best to restrain herself from making a sound.
I began to kiss her on the mouth, and she kissed me back and stretched out her red tongue to lick my lips lightly, her mouth smelling of sweet flower petals. I had the experience of smelling a vulgar woman’s bad breath, and I thought this might be the difference between a beautiful woman and a vulgar woman. Beautiful women are always so pure and clean.
She suddenly put her hand under my underwear and gripped my hard cock, the real touch of skin made me shiver, a hot current went from my brain to my dantian, and my breathing became ragged. My hand began to touch down, touching her flat belly, to the grass. I gently rubbed the pubic hair on her mound with my middle finger, then swiped my palm over the pubic hair to feel the entire contour of her pussy, feeling the hot wetness in my palm. Her legs were parting for me and I gently stroked the delicate skin of her inner thighs, an extremely pleasant look on her face.
She removed my underwear and rubbed and stroked my thick hot fat gut and balls extensively, which felt wonderful. I surprised her by running a finger across both of her fleshy lips and twisting it around her clit, and she “Oooh”
She let out a gasp and subconsciously pulled my wrist with her empty hand. By this time, I was so horny that I would not give up, and I resolutely rubbed my middle finger and thumb on her perineum and clitoris, respectively, and tweaked her nipples with my other hand.
I didn’t realize that the clitoris of such a beautiful woman was swollen and erect like a baby’s penis. A stream of secretion flowed from the opening of her vagina to the tip of my finger, and I gently spread this love juice around her perineum. Her lips opened weakly, her soft red tongue licked her lips, her hips rose, her breasts shook, her breath became more and more disorganized, and she opened her charming eyes and said, “H… H… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t… I can’t…”
I held back and sealed her mouth with my mouth, continuing to rub and twist without moving, continuing to torment her. Personally provoking a beautiful woman into a state of lust and sluttiness brought me great pleasure. Her reaction was even stronger than I had imagined, she was a total sex object. I began to trace my middle finger to the mouth of her small hole of spring tide, slowly inserted it, shallow, and slowly withdrew it, inserted it again, and withdrew it again, and repeated many times, her warm writhing flesh wall like a fish mouth softly sucked my finger.
Yuan Jinya’s hips twisted, her fingers rapidly stroked the foreskin of my penis, kneaded my testicles, and whimpered as she kissed me wetly on the mouth, “I… I… I can’t stand it… it tickles… it tickles me to death…”
I accelerated the speed of my finger thrusts, creating a wonderful music of juicy abundance inside her peach source hole. Yuan Jin Ya suddenly straightened her hips, her hands and feet were at a loss for words, her body was trembling with tension, her mouth was wide open, she inhaled sharply, her face was in pain, and a stream of thick and hot pussy juice came out, shooting all over my hand. The first time I saw the pearl, I felt that the pearl was not a good choice, but the pearl was not a good choice. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and he was so happy to see me, he was so happy to see me.
As if Yuan Jin Ya wanted to carefully recall that moment of extreme pleasure, she didn’t move for a long time, unconscious in general. Watching a beautiful big girl being cruelly tortured by me to such an extent, I was happy and heartbroken. I went into the bathroom and washed my penis clean, then took toilet paper and wiped it for Yuan Jin Ya. I lifted the thin blanket and that’s when I saw Yuan Jin Ya’s dimpled and beautifully defined daughter’s body. Naked she appeared to be a bit more delicate and slimmer than her clothed self, especially her long delicate and polished legs and the rounded pussy at the root of her legs made me think of the mermaids in the fairy tale of Andersen.
I gently parted her jade legs and wiped her pussy, her lewdness wetting the sheets. Her pussy was the kind that was round and convex like a small bun, very tender and loveable. Her pussy lips haven’t much melanin deposits, due to blood congestion and reddish color, above her pussy there is a handful of slightly sparse pubic hair, I can’t help but stick out the tip of my tongue and kiss her slit.
I felt Yuan Jin Ya’s head moved a little, I looked up, her eyes weak and charming, shy with a thin smile, she said softly: “You want to laugh at me stupid, no interest?”
I said: “No. You are so unguarded to me in the body, I am very touched, I want to double cherish you.”
I wrapped my arms around Yuan Jinya and lay down next to her, covering her with a blanket.
It was a little after three o’clock in the morning, and I was quite exhausted by the long walk and excitement, and at the first moment I lay down, a feeling of drowsy comfort pervaded my limbs. She like a little girl in my arms, light and soft. I said softly: “Jinya, you are so beautiful, I really do not know how to love you.”
She looked into my eyes like a kitten kissing my lips, her pretty feet rubbing against my legs with a sly smile on her lips, “You’re bad, torturing people.” She hemmed and hawed.
I rubbed her hair and felt her warm and fragrant jade body carefully, and due to the relaxation after ejaculation just now and the fatigue of the day, I unconsciously entered the dreamland.
I did not actually sleep, but it felt as if a long time, out of the blue also had a dream, dreamed of a supermarket in Xi’an clothing department saw a long hair, beautiful and attractive shopping guide lady, she was wearing a sexy sexy pink skirt suit, long legs, thin waist, round buttocks, hips every twist and turn are caused by the excitement of the lower part of me. She smiled coquettishly in the jungle of fine fashions, came over to me who was staring at her, and took my penis in her hand. Oh, oh, this enchanting woman is truly a masterpiece of heaven… I couldn’t help but be struck by a flash of realization, and suddenly the dream receded, and I came back to reality with an unparalleled clarity of mind.
I opened my eyes and felt a hand running down my cock and another hand gently rubbing my balls, which were already standing up proudly. Yuan Jinya’s eyes were wide open as she looked into my face, her eyes glowing with sultry thirst.
“You’ve been awake, silly girl.” I regret how I fell asleep at a time like this.
She didn’t answer, but continued to move. My ardor began to blaze again, and I kissed her lovingly in the eyes, my left hand reaching for her pussy, which was already dripping with spring juices. I rolled over onto her body, her eyes looking up at me like a poor child. I propped myself up on my arms, my chest gently grinding against her full breasts, occasionally pretending not to have any intention of nudging her labia and clitoris with my glans, and several times she lifted her hips up to meet my cock and lifted her head to kiss me on the mouth, which I intentionally avoided.
Her pussy was getting more and more obscene, and when I felt the obvious erection of her clit, I pressed my glans against her clit and rubbed it gently around. She couldn’t hold herself back any longer and wrapped her arms around my waist, breathing heavily and letting out moans of pleasure. I started to run my glans up and down between her slit again instead, her steady stream of secretions providing a nice lubricating squeeze. She pressed down on my waist, trying to get me to thrust in, but I stood firm and refused to comply, still teasing her and admiring her flushed face in ecstasy.
“I… I… I… itch me… stick… stick it in… stick it in…” she begged, her fingernails pinching my back.
I calmly probe the glans into her small hole very shallow, continue to rotate, her hips also followed the twist, trying to let me insert deeper. Seeing her tortured panting, pitiful, I can not bear to get up, cold root of the penis into the depths of her vagina, her mouth round open, “ah” screamed out. Our pubic bones touch, pubic hair fusion, make me more and more excited.
After a moment’s pause, I slowly withdrew my penis and then plunged it into her, and her mouth opened again with a soft “ah” like a fish. My rod began to thrust violently, she was both eager and overwhelmed by my male attack, her hips undulating with my thrusts, her pussy emitting “stains” and “dribbles” as I thrust.
The sound of water. Due to mutual adoration and desire for sex, both of us completely changed from rational people to beastly animals, and the highest state of love between a man and a woman is the combination of carnal beastliness.
“Who… who let you touch my cock… I’ll make you suffer… I’ll… fuck your little heart…”
“Ah… ah… you’re so hard… I can’t take it… I can’t take it anymore… you’re killing me… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah…”
The saintly woman I used to think was unattainable had turned into a slut, and her sensual cries of pleasure made me feel so powerful. My hard as steel rod in her delicate vagina inserted more than five hundred times, and finally she could not cry out words, just in the throat deep out of the short and urgent sound of gas. Her sideburns wet with sweat, charming eyes slightly closed, cheeks flushed, a thousand charming, beautiful daughter body like a weak willow in the wind with my swing. I kissed her mouth, her tongue at the root of the sweet milky liquid into my mouth.
After nearly a hundred more pokes, I felt the walls of her vaginal flesh spasm rapidly and a hot stream showered my glans, and I also numb and couldn’t help myself, shooting a stream of semen into the center of her flower for a full minute. I felt the walls of her vagina spasming with hot streams of hot water, and I was so numb that I shot a stream of semen into her flower heart for a minute.
My penis continued to be inserted inside Yuan Jin Ya’s vagina, we kissed orally, our hearts thumping wildly, and it took a long time before we gradually calmed down. Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and I think they must have been tears of mixed feelings.
Yuan Jingya, who was weak in appearance, was really a sexually active creature, and we made love twice more for a long time. She was so soft that she made me crazy, and her beautiful body was filled with my semen, so I felt that I could die without regrets.
We slept until 11 am when we got up. After washing up, we grabbed a bite to eat at a McDonald’s place near Marble Arch and got ready to part ways. Yuan Jin Ya’s hand rubbed mine on the small table, her eyes glistening with tears. Her eyes were a little dark, and I said heartily that she should take care of herself in the future. I also politely told her that she is a very lovely girl, must find a husband who cherishes her innocence. No matter what happens to her in the future, I will always love her. Then I called her a cab and asked the driver to drop her off at Li Jun’s house to pick up her belongings and then take the train back to Cardiff.
I said you just tell Li Jun that we got separated and you bumped into a female classmate close to a friend’s house to rest for the night. She said she knew what to say. I slipped her 50 pounds to pay the cab fare, and the clumsy black cab pulled Yuan Jin Ya away.
I walked aimlessly to Trafalgar Square, where a New Year’s parade was held, from the United States of America’s flower girl cheerleaders like a group of butterflies fluttering past, but I was infinite melancholy loss, my mind is filled with Yuan Jin Ya’s face and face, and I thought about her, recalling her.
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Afterword: By the time I had taken the time off from my studies to write down my experiences on New Year’s Eve, the Easter holiday had already come and gone. It is impossible for me to be more specific about Yuan Jinya and me, otherwise the Chinese studying in the small British Isles will quickly guess who the characters are in this story, which is, after all, a matter of privacy.
After breaking up with Yuan Jin Ya, I had contacted her many times through Yin Meier and by phone, but she mysteriously disappeared, and I only heard from her landlord that she had transferred to Edinburgh for school, and even Li Jun had no further news of her. On the one hand, I regretted it, but on the other, I believed that our physical union at the turn of the century was destined to be the induction of our lives in the underworld. I believe that one day, somewhere in the world, God will unexpectedly present her to me again.
Jinya, the woman who made me crazy, who made my heart ache, who made me love her so much.