Late-night romantic encounter

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This is a true story, my personal experience. Although it's a bit ordinary, I still feel it's

necessary to share it with everyone.

It happened a few years ago, practically a secret. Only two people knew about it. It was

a weekend , my wife had gone to her parents' house, and I had just bought a computer. I didn't know how to use it, so I could only type and

chat with some people. Actually, I had some ulterior motives, because I often heard people talking endlessly about meeting online friends

. It made me very curious.

But I couldn't seem to meet any women I could chat with about these things. Maybe it was because I typed too slowly, and no one

wanted to chat with me for long. Just as I was getting bored and about to log off, I suddenly remembered that I could check out NetEase,

enter my local area code, and chat with someone from the same city.

There weren't many people inside, only three or four including me. Judging from her name, one seemed like a woman, so I struck up a conversation.

I chatted with her briefly using my one-finger typing. She awkwardly asked me where I was from, how old I was, what I did…

I answered these questions relatively quickly. The name I used was actually a bit inappropriate: "Sleepless Tonight." She asked

me, "Why are you sleepless?" I said, "I'm home alone, so bored. My wife is pregnant and doesn't really talk to

me." She gradually started talking more. It turned out she was a teacher, a recent graduate. She

'd been married for less than a month, and her husband worked at the police station, rarely home in the evenings.

Actually, I didn't have any other thoughts at the time, because our city is small, everyone knows each other,

and there's no chance of a romantic encounter. But as we chatted, I sensed her

loneliness , and she even asked for my exact address. My heart started pounding. "Does she have

something in mind?"

So I tentatively asked her where she lived and if she was sleepy. She had drunk a bit too much and seemed quite

lonely. Seeing a glimmer of hope, I boldly said, "Why don't you come out and we can find a place to sit?" She

hesitated for a moment and said, "Where? It's so late, it wouldn't be good to run into acquaintances." I thought she was right, and just as

I was wondering what to say, she suddenly said, "How about I come to your place for a while?" I was overjoyed, "Great, great!"

I told her my apartment number. She gave me a few

conditions : First, I couldn't turn on the lights after opening the door. Second, I couldn't ask for her name or phone number. Third, I couldn't

tell anyone about this. Of course, I readily agreed.

I wasn't worried at all; I'm self-employed, and my wife is pregnant, so I'm rarely home.

I haven't been with a woman for over four months. As we chatted, I could feel my penis getting bigger. She

gave me a few more instructions, clearly a bit tipsy, repeating them several times. My heart was pounding

.

Finally, she logged off to prepare... She's here. I quickly tidied up the house a bit, made the bed, and then, still

in my pajamas (thinking it would be easier to take them off if I wore less), I took off my underwear too. My restless

little brother, as if suddenly freed, swung around inside the baggy pajama bottoms, already a bit hard.

I opened the door a crack and turned off all the lights. Sitting on the bed, waiting for her arrival, my heart

was pounding: What does she look like? What if she's incredibly ugly? What if she won't let me touch her

? I don't have the guts to be rough. After waiting for a long time, she still hadn't come. I suddenly felt like she was playing a trick on me!

I'd been tricked!

Just as I was cursing myself, the doorbell rang. I excitedly pressed the button, then continued to sit

anxiously in the corner, waiting for my... My first romantic encounter. I heard soft footsteps approaching in the hallway, and I

was sweating with nervousness. Although the lights were off, I could still vaguely see her using the streetlights.

She finally reached my door, hesitated for a few seconds, and then opened it and came in. I saw her

tall, slender figure; I had lit a cigarette in my hand, afraid she wouldn't see me. She took off her shoes and stood there

facing me, then suddenly chuckled and said, "You really turned off all the lights." I was already nervous, so I

just grunted in response. Then I fell silent, anxious but unsure what to say.

She came in generously, using the streetlights, and sat down beside me, saying, "It's okay, turn the lights on, it's too

awkward like this." I immediately stood up as if on command. The machine mechanically turned on the small light in my house. It wasn't very

bright , but I could see very clearly. I didn't stare at her, but she stared at me intently.

I could already smell her faint, delicate fragrance; it was obvious she had just applied makeup, a fresh

scent of cosmetics. It was completely different from my wife's, and to be honest, this fresh scent aroused my desire even more.

Actually, I also secretly sized her up. She was very tall, a few centimeters taller than me, with fair skin, long,

flowing hair, and small eyes. Her makeup was very light. She was wearing casual white sportswear and looked at

me confidently. I, on the other hand, was quite shy and didn't know where to look.

We were both silent for a while before she broke the awkward silence, standing up and saying, "Where's the computer?

I'll play for a bit more." I nervously turned on the computer for her and stood next to her, watching. She always had

a smile on her face. I angrily cursed myself, "What did I say? How could I be so stupid!" "Actually, she's much younger than me, at least

five or six years older. I watched her skillfully fiddling with the computer, smelled her unique scent, and pondered

what to do next.

She found a music website, played a very slow song, and looked at me with a half-smile, saying, '

Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?'" "I quickly said, no, no. She stood up and said, 'Come on, let's dance.'

This is one of my strengths. Although she's a bit taller than me, we still danced a slow waltz harmoniously. Her scent

became clearer, with a slight smell of alcohol, but it wasn't unpleasant.

We danced closer and closer, her arms wrapped around my neck, her face resting on my shoulder,

looking very blissful. Our bodies pressed closer and closer, almost glued together. I could feel my lower

body pressing against hers, slowly hardening, harder and harder, becoming completely hard because I wasn't wearing underwear. I was very

embarrassed; she was holding me very tightly, and I didn't know what to do. She seemed oblivious and continued dancing without moving

.

I gradually became less shy and boldly stroked her back and her pert buttocks. Our

bodies pressed closer and closer, we could hear each other's heartbeats, and before we knew it, we were panting heavily and kissing each other wildly."

We kissed, her tongue eagerly slipping into my mouth. Our tongues immediately intertwined;

her soft tongue tasted sweet. Her kissing technique was superb; sometimes I'd suck my tongue into her mouth and

savor it slowly, sometimes she'd thrust it into mine and swirl it wildly, and sometimes our tongues would

lick each other in the air.

She didn't seem to be wearing a bra; I could clearly feel her breasts rubbing against my body. Her

lower body twisted and turned, rubbing against my penis until it was hard and a little painful. We stood there caressing each other,

our kisses making soft smacking sounds. She hummed softly, and finally, her hand slipped inside her other pajama bottoms, grasping

my already erect penis and kneading it up and down.

Without realizing it, we took off our clothes and fell onto the bed. She whispered, "Turn off the light."

I quickly turned it off and returned to her side. In the dim light, I could still see her fair skin, her

small but firm breasts, and the sparse pubic hair on her lower body glistening. We kissed again. I touched

her genitals; they were already soaking wet. I slowly inserted my fingers into her vagina, and she suddenly

froze . Then she let out a loud moan, "Ah, ah." My fingers, as if encouraged, moved faster

and faster…

She slowly kissed my chest, then down, gently kissing my abdomen, slowly moving downwards… She grasped

my penis, glanced at it, and said, “So hard,” then immediately took it into her mouth. I shuddered,

my tingling sensation all over my body. The room was filled with the scent of desire. My

fingers made a squelching sound as they touched her wet vagina, and she

made .

I couldn't hold back anymore; my ejaculation felt like it was about to begin. So I immediately got up, ready to enter her

body. We were both incredibly excited. She kept moaning, and just as I was about to climb on top of her, she suddenly

got up and pinned me down, straddling me and quickly thrusting my penis inside. We both groaned simultaneously

, and then she started moving up and down...

the sound of our bellies slapping together, "slap...slap...", the sound of our vaginal fluids splattering, "splish...

splish..." My soft moans, her loud groans...ah...ah..." blended together,

quickly bringing us to a climax. Perhaps because I hadn't done it in a long time, I ejaculated in less than five minutes

... She probably felt my trembling, and she twisted violently a few more times, reaching her climax as well.

She collapsed onto me , limp .

We didn't exchange names or talk about our lives. We just talked a lot about our university days.

She said she had lived with her boyfriend for several years during university, but they broke up after graduation due to family opposition.

I could tell she still missed him. We didn't sleep all night. We made love again in the morning, this time

trying many different positions, and I lasted a full twenty minutes! She was satisfied too.

She left as soon as it was light, without saying goodbye or leaving any contact information. We

never saw each other again.

I met more and more people online, but none of them could compare to her.

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