The Price of Passion

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After being discharged from the army, without a diploma or any special skills, I was assigned to the bureau's motorcade as a driver. I lived a stable but monotonous life. The salary wasn't much, but being around leaders meant I'd get a little extra income during holidays, which was more than enough for a single person like me. I was content to just drift through life like this. Until she appeared and changed everything.

Going online was the only way I passed the time in the motorcade. That's where I met her, a female netizen named Mei'er. To be precise, she added me, which I now know is probably because my profile listed me as working for a government department. Like everyone else, we chatted casually about everyday things, nothing flirty. I didn't even know what she looked like, only that she had a baby a few months old.

It was a week before the May Day holiday when she suddenly said she wanted to travel to my city. This was perfectly normal, and I politely agreed to treat her to some local delicacies. We exchanged contact information, but I didn't really think much of it.

On the eve of the holiday, I had just taken my boss, who was quite drunk, home when I received a call from an unknown number. It was her—Mei'er. This was our first phone call. Her voice was so sweet that it gave me an inexplicable excitement. She had just gotten off a plane. Without saying a word, I told her to wait for me;

my boss was completely drunk anyway, so I drove straight to the airport. On the way, I had an internal struggle. Was I being impulsive? Her voice was so sweet—wasn't I afraid of meeting a monster? What if she was a beauty? Would a one-night stand happen? Amidst all these speculations, I arrived at the airport.

Following the description, I quickly found her emerging from the reception area. I still remember my first impression of her: a brown, fitted dress, shoulder-length black hair, big eyes, and a slender waist that accentuated her voluptuous hips.

After that, I didn't dare look anymore, because I felt myself getting aroused. To avoid embarrassment, I immediately tried to distract myself and went to help her with her luggage, only to discover that it contained a sleeping baby. Instantly, my good mood vanished considerably; it seemed there was no chance of a romantic encounter.

Strangely, we'd been chatting endlessly online, but now that we met, I didn't know what to say. I felt a bit awkward around her; even her smile seemed strained. Once in the car, I learned she hadn't booked a hotel. Wanting to do her a favor, I asked if she wanted me to arrange it. She smiled awkwardly again and agreed.

So I took her to the hotel my boss regularly booked and escorted her to her room. The baby was still asleep. Feeling that tonight's meeting was strange, and not intending to stay long, I prepared to say goodbye. But she asked me to watch the baby for her while she took a shower.

It wasn't a big deal, so I didn't think much of it and agreed. Sitting in the room, even though the TV was on, the sound of running water made me imagine her completely naked. It must have been incredibly alluring. Seeing that the child wasn't waking up, I finally couldn't resist and quietly climbed to the bathroom door, peeking through the lower partition. This was the first time I'd ever spied on a woman showering, and it was an experience I'd never forget.

Through the ventilation partition, her entire body was laid bare before me. The first thing I saw was her legs—truly full, smooth, incredibly white, and flawless, like a flawless piece of jade, as delicate as porcelain. I didn't even dare look up anymore; I felt it was enough to ignite my fantasies and make me utterly captivated.

She had her back to me, so when I looked up, I could only see her voluptuous buttocks. I'd frequented many places of entertainment with my boss and seen all sorts of women, but these beautiful buttocks truly mesmerized me. The area where her buttocks met her thighs had no excess fat creating a defined line. Her silhouette was clearly raised, forming a soft, wavy shape, the curve below her buttocks incredibly graceful, rounded, and smooth.

As she lathered her body, she turned completely around, finally allowing me to fully appreciate her alluring, curvaceous figure, shaped like a gourd, protruding at both ends and curving in the middle, starting from her full, white breasts, gently curving down to her slender waist, and then expanding again at her buttocks. Especially striking was her flat, soft abdomen, with her mysterious vulva hidden in the dark triangle below, which added to its infinite beauty and sensuality.

Just as she bent over lathering her legs, she seemed to glance up. This glance terrified me; I scrambled back to the television, desperately trying to recall if she had seen me, regretting my foolish actions.

I don't know how much time passed, but she emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a white towel. I dared not look her in the eye, pretending to be engrossed in watching television. After she came out, she first looked at the sleeping child on the other bed, then muttered to herself, "Hehe, the good baby slept for so long today."

I smiled awkwardly and replied, "Yes, she slept very soundly." After looking at the child, she sat down next to me, so close together that I could even feel her slightly elevated body temperature from her recent shower. I was a little puzzled, wondering why she was sitting so close to me. Didn't she notice me peeking at her? As I was pondering this, she suddenly spoke: "What did you see just now?"

This question surprised me greatly, but as a soldier, I still had to face the consequences. I took a breath and said to her, "I'm sorry, I was wrong." "

I didn't pursue the matter, and I don't blame you." Her answer surprised me again.

At this point, I had a premonition, but I wasn't sure, so I mustered my courage and said to her, "I fell in love with you online, and after meeting you, I missed you even more!" As I spoke, I seized the opportunity to gently kiss her forehead. She didn't budge, so I grabbed her waist and quickly kissed her lips, my tongue parting her full lips and teeth, our tongues rubbing together inside her mouth.

At this moment, she shouldn't reject my touch, right? I thought to myself, my hand slipping under her towel and touching her full, warm breasts. Her body trembled slightly, and she let out soft moans, but her hands seemed to instinctively resist my caresses.

Looking at her flushed face, I realized I might have gone too far and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry."

She lowered her head shyly and said, "No, it's not that, I'm just a little uncomfortable." At that moment, I could clearly feel her already erect nipples swaying in my palm; I believed she was just a little unaccustomed to it. I began to comfort her, gently laying her down on the bed, my hands restlessly playing with her breasts. Finally, she slowly released her hands, closed her eyes, and immersed herself in my caresses.

My movements unconsciously became rough, and I don't even know when I pulled off the towel, revealing her mature body naked before me for the first time. Perhaps embarrassed, she immediately turned her head away, avoiding my gaze.

My eyes were drawn to her fair skin; she had a perfectly proportioned figure, about 1.6 meters tall, with fair and delicate skin. Her breasts, though not large due to her lying down, were undeniably beautiful, with light brown nipples erect like two peas, beckoning me to kiss them. Her

legs were smooth and hairless, but the pubic hair around her vulva was dark black, smooth, and naturally curved, arranged neatly in an inverted triangle near her mons pubis. When I stroked it, it felt smooth and elastic, without any roughness.

My desire to explore further grew stronger. As I slowly parted her jade-like legs, there were no secrets left about her. The area around her tightly closed vulva was barren, her labia were faintly visible, and her clitoris was deeply buried inside. I used my hand to open the entrance, and a uniquely feminine fragrance wafted into my nostrils. The opened entrance revealed delicate pink labia, which, upon closer inspection, were slightly brownish. I had been with many women, but I had never seen such a beautiful vulva. Stunned, I loosened my grip, and the entrance quickly closed again.

I knelt beside her again, kissing her nipples alternately. I circled her hardened nipples with the tip of my tongue, and her moans grew more frantic. Her legs naturally parted, and she bent her knees. I quickly used my free hands to remove my clothes, releasing my throbbing penis. I first massaged the thick pubic hair at the top of her vulva in a circular motion, then slid down to the soft areas on either side of her vulva, gently kneading them. Then, I used my middle finger to hook and press her vaginal opening from bottom to top. At this moment, her waist began to twist violently and lift upwards.

When I touched the lower part of her vulva, I felt a large patch of sticky secretion. Looking down, I saw that the area around her previously tightly closed vulva was now covered with a semi-transparent, pale milky-white fluid, almost odorless. And it was slowly overflowing, and I was already impatient. I pressed the head of my penis against her tender, red vulva, rubbing it to coat it with the flowing fluid. When my glans felt sufficiently lubricated, I grasped my throbbing penis and pushed it inside.

I savored this moment, savoring how I possessed this exquisite woman, watching my glans slowly part her labia, her tender labia beginning to engulf my penis. Just as I was about to plunge it all in, I realized that although the slippery love fluid helped, the tightness at the vaginal opening made penetration difficult.

I had to hold her waist to support my body, then grip my penis and use my waist strength to thrust inward. In this way, my entire penis was finally inserted little by little into her wet and slippery vagina.

Inside her vagina, the sudden swelling made her gasp deeply. Suddenly, she cried out in panic, "No! Pull it out, put it on..."

I knew what she was going to say. I didn't like using condoms, so I held her tightly, silenced her mouth with my tongue, held her waist with one hand and her buttocks with the other, and began to slowly thrust my hard penis into her vagina. Her legs, which had been struggling and resisting, gradually disappeared under my violent penetration, replaced by her beautiful legs wrapped around my waist. So I completely let go, matching her body's movements, and began to thrust my penis into her vagina without any mercy.

The pleasure of our genitals joined together made us express our excitement with moans. The glans felt the warm, moist friction inside her. We intertwined our tongues from time to time, and sucked on her nipples, while she gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, her head twisting from side to side on the pillow. I couldn't hold back any longer and was about to ejaculate, but she was holding me so tightly I couldn't pull away. Finally, I ejaculated deep inside her vagina in bursts.

We held each other tightly, entwined like that, and then made love passionately twice more. I don't know when I fell asleep, until the baby's crying woke me up. I realized that only the baby and I were left in the room. There was a bottle of milk and a note on the bedside table. As I fed the baby, I read the note and understood. She was an unmarried mother who couldn't support her child due to unstable work and had been hoping to find a good family to take her in. She

met me online, thought I was a reliable person, and so she entrusted her child to me, hoping I would treat her child well. Finally, she told me I was her second man and that she was sorry.

This is me, an unmarried father. And now I'm raising my child very well. My child can walk, talk, and is in kindergarten. And me? Still single. Maybe no one wants a man with a child, or maybe I'm still waiting for her to come along. (

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