【The Sin and Beauty of Oblivion】Author: Tianyi Youai

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The Sin and Beauty of Oblivion
Author: Tianyi Youai
First Published: sex8
Word Count: 5263
I have a habit: anything that moves me deeply, I always write it down
. If I don't write it down, it just keeps replaying in my mind. Today, I'm going to write about something that moved me deeply between me and my lover.
That day, because of some business, it was almost 11 pm after the social event. Everyone in the car was drowsy;
some were smoking, some were talking loudly, and I was also too drunk to
pay attention to what the people around me were saying. I absentmindedly took out my phone and logged onto QQ. Of course, I knew she wouldn't be on QQ; she would
turn off her phone at 10 pm sharp and go to bed on time.
But as soon as I logged onto QQ, her QQ avatar flashed: "I'm going to the city tomorrow to take care of some things
. Contact me if you're free." For some people, these few words might be very ordinary. However,
there was a special meaning between us, which foreshadowed that we would be going to a hotel tomorrow. My heart leaped with
joy, the alcohol instantly sobered me up, and my body trembled with excitement. I quickly sat up straight to calm myself and replied,
"I'm fine, I'll see you on time tomorrow." Just a few days ago, I had asked her on QQ to count on her fingers to see when
her safe period was, and I suggested we meet and go to a hotel. She repeatedly declined, saying, "We haven't known each other for long, and
I feel really bad right now. I want to, but sometimes I feel like I can't get over that hurdle." Her
resolute words made me think that meeting her anytime soon was really out of the question. Unexpectedly, happiness suddenly knocked on my door, and the opportunity
came so suddenly.
Due to the reserved beauty of Eastern women and the influence of traditional thinking, a woman who is particularly fond of you is often somewhat hypocritical; she might say one thing but mean another. She doesn't want to be 　　seen as a harlot
in your eyes .
Even if she desperately wants to see you and be with you, she'll
only agree to your request after numerous rejections.
I advise all you guys to be observant and attentive, discerning her thoughts from every fleeting detail.
Don't be misled by seemingly innocent words and miss your chance. Of course, missing an opportunity isn't just a matter of time; it can breed resentment and perhaps lead to 　　unpredictable
consequences for your lack of understanding—prices you 'll never understand. 　　This only applies to truly loving, high-quality relationships with a touch of shame. 　　Some might say, "Why pretend to be innocent when you're just flirting?" The flirting is real, isn't the innocence real? 　　It's precisely this innocence that makes the love so beautiful and desirable. There's a classic song, 　　"You Don't Understand My Heart," that has moved countless young men and women experiencing their first love; it's precisely this kind of heart-stirring feeling that people crave 　　. The so-called power-for-power transactions, the truly licentious men and women, cannot experience 　　the beauty and excitement of this push-and-pull dynamic. 　　I was wide awake, looking around at the people, thinking about seeing my beloved again tomorrow, the 　　secret joy was indescribable. 　　Sorry, fellow wolves, I digress, let's get back to the point. 　　The next day at eight o'clock I called her, before I could even speak, she laughed shyly on the other end of the line, 　　and I laughed shyly too, saying, "I'm fine, I'm about to leave." She just hummed in agreement, then laughed again 　　. Then she hung up. 　　My excitement was indescribable. 　　Just as I was about to leave for the city, something came up that I couldn't leave. I was in one place but my heart was elsewhere , I 　　was filled with mixed feelings, my teeth ached with anxiety, and my anger was surging. 　　It took two hours to finish the business, and then I rushed to my destination. Although I was a little anxious, I also felt a 　　sense of joy and relief, like a fish returning to the sea. 　　I quickly called her to explain the situation; she had arrived and was almost done. 　　I also received a call from her in the car, asking if I had arrived. I told her I would call her when I did. I was in such 　　a rush! 　　Upon arriving at my destination, I didn't waste a minute, jumping into a taxi and heading to one of the nicer hotels in town. 　　Even the driver clearly sensed my urgency, but didn't ask too many questions, only saying, "Don't worry, you'll be there soon." 　　When I arrived at the hotel, before I could even open the door with my room key, her call came. I quickly 　　answered the phone while opening the door, too embarrassed to say anything in the hallway. After opening the door, I quickly closed it and whispered the room number to her. 　　After all, few people wouldn't feel guilty doing something like that. 　　I hadn't even had a few breaths after sitting down when I heard the familiar clatter of high heels in the hallway. 　　Then, there was a soft knock on the door. 　　I opened the door a crack, pulled her in, closed the door, and pulled her into my arms, kissing 　　her. She responded obediently. We kissed for a while by the door before carrying her to the bed, 　　still kissing. Then I pressed her down and kissed her deeply. Her little tongue playfully dodged my tongue, then, when 　　I wasn't looking, it suddenly came into my mouth, letting me suck on it—it was all so sweet. 　　In this tender moment, my penis hardened, bulging against my pants, proudly touching the most precious 　　and mysterious golden triangle of a woman. 　　She pushed me away, smiled shyly, and gently squeezed it with her delicate white hand. 　　Now it was time to get to the real purpose of our trip. 　　I quickly got up and helped her sit up. She wore a white jacket and black skirt, and long brown leather boots that reached her knees, highlighting 　　the modern elegance and graceful figure of a sophisticated woman. 　　Everything felt so real, yet so dreamlike. 　　"You're getting more and more beautiful now," I said quickly while taking off my clothes. "I'll shower first, adjust the water temperature, then 　　you can shower." 　　She put away her elegant handbag, opened it, and took out a roll of exceptionally high-quality toilet paper. 　　"Are women particularly picky about toilet paper?" "Of course, toilet paper is so important to women." She looked at 　　me as I was taking off my underwear, closed her eyes briefly, blushed, smiled shyly, and then looked away. 　　I thoroughly washed my erect penis in the bathroom, gave my body a quick rinse, and came out 　　.

She had already taken off her clothes, but her panties and bra were still on. Her snow-white body, pink bra, and black panties
made my blood boil. I couldn't resist pulling her into my arms, pulling off her panties, pressing her onto the bed,
and thrusting my penis all the way in. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Playfully, she said to me, "You were so precise! Be careful not to
bend the rod. I don't like that." I couldn't stop thrusting wildly a few times, and her area began to overflow with desire
.
Holding me, she whispered in my ear, "Let me wash up. You rest well in bed. I'll
give you my clean and fresh self."
After she finished washing, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and had just reached the bedside when I ripped off her towel. Her perfect female naked body was
now presented before my eyes. I held her waist and carried her to the bed. Before she was even seated, I parted her legs
and kissed her most mysterious and precious place.
At my surprise attack, she couldn't help but let out several soft moans.
The quality of a surprise attack between a man and a woman increases dramatically, creating a dazzling and endlessly surprising experience. Even the most demure
lady would feel a surge of lust. Both men and women would melt into this passion, forgetting each other, forgetting all
rules, morals, and even laws, forgetting the world... returning to the most primal state—naked,
animalistic mating.
Everything has its techniques, even the simplest ones.
Oral sex doesn't rush straight to the mouth. I gently kiss from top to bottom, all the way down to the woman's pubic
bone, softly nibbling at it with my teeth, and then forcefully licking and pushing the legendary G-spot with my tongue. Teeth,
however soft, are still hard; tongue, however hard, is still soft. What kind of magical effect this hard-soft combination produces, I
dare not presume to say. I could clearly feel her body trembling violently. Then I shifted my focus, gently spreading her legs with both hands, and 　　licking the inner thighs and vulvar folds
from left to right past the vaginal opening . 　　When the time is right, unexpectedly part her vaginal opening with your hand and gently massage it. At the same time 　　, lick and extend your tongue as far in as possible, keeping your tongue inside and your mouth closed. Then, while gently massaging, 　　close your vaginal opening again. Between opening and closing, massaging, kissing, and licking, the goddess beneath you will be completely transformed into a slut, 　　immersed in your playful pleasure. 　　Of course, some men might say this is too much effort. Hehe, all of this isn't for nothing. What you gain 　　is a woman whose body and soul belong to you; this is true possession. Having sex just for the sake of sex 　　, once, twice, three times… one person, two people, three people… it will become 　　boring after a while. 　　She couldn't help but moan. Finally, she suddenly sat up, cupped my face, and kissed me directly. 　　We shared the vaginal fluid she left on my lips. 　　Then, ignoring my attempts to stop her from giving me oral sex, she bent down and took my penis into her mouth, actively performing 　　oral sex on me, even trying to swallow the entire thing. Her lips gently enveloped my penis, 　　her tongue licked the tip, her teeth gently biting it… She was so engrossed that I could have ejaculated into her 　　mouth. However, I loved her too much to do that. Just 　　before I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out of her mouth. Distracting myself, I pressed her onto the bed without a word, spread 　　her legs, and thrust my penis into her most intimate and precious place. Then I stopped, calming myself, because 　　another thrust would have brought me to climax. 　　I used my hands to pry open her closed eyes, looked at her and smiled. Her face was flushed, showing no shyness whatsoever 　　; she was truly lost in passion. 　　After suppressing my initial urge to ejaculate, I lifted her long, snow-white thighs, placed them on my shoulders, 　　and began thrusting while admiring her. Sometimes my eyes would drift downwards, watching his purplish-red penis 　　thrusting wantonly into the most sacred and precious part of her body—a place that should rightfully belong to her husband, not me. Her vagina, like a beautiful 　　little mouth, would open and close, swallowing and releasing, and a wicked, indescribable passion would rise within me. 　　Of course, everything we did was destined to be punished by heaven. That's why in reality I strive to 　　do everything I can to benefit others without expecting anything in return—simply to lessen our sins. Sometimes I also 　　pray to heaven that if punishment is truly necessary, then punish me alone, even if it means a terrible and painful death 　　, rather than wanting her to suffer even the slightest harm. Of course, I only thought these things in my heart, never daring to tell her 　　about my inner fear of heaven. 　　Humans need some fear to avoid violating the bottom line of humanity, to create a relatively perfect society. 　　But current atheistic education has left people with no bottom line. Therefore, there is only greater shamelessness, no ultimate shamelessness. 　　So, after everything, I deeply repent. Of course, some might say I'm being pretentious, but my inner 　　remorse is genuine. 　　Her figure is unparalleled among women I've ever seen—a slender waist and full hips, perfectly embodying the so-called 　　7:10 golden ratio. My favorite thing to do is to hold her buttocks and fuck her from behind. 　　Each time, she obediently raises her snow-white, full, round buttocks high, letting me hold her tightly and thrust in and out, 　　even actively wriggling to cooperate. This time, she cooperated even better. Watching all this, I 　　realize that my usual eloquence, unmatched among those I know, can flow effortlessly, even without a script, 　　speaking clearly and vividly. But for all of this, I truly cannot describe it in words. Fellow wolves, I 　　can only intuitively understand that unforgettable beauty, unable to put it into words. In that sinful, dog-like mating, 　　a beautiful, intoxicating, and oblivious experience unfolds—an unparalleled and exquisite gift in this world. 　　Finally, I held her waist tightly with both hands, thrusting as deep as I could, my whole body leaning forward, our 　　bodies completely pressed together. She tried her best to pull back, her buttocks sticking out higher, offering her most precious and mysterious parts of herself even more 　　completely before me. I said urgently, "I'm going to ejaculate." She didn't answer, panting and 　　nodding her head, her whole body convulsing. 　　Wave after wave, then drop after drop... This time it felt like 　　all the sperm in my body had been emptied out, all of it going into the deepest part of her body without a condom. 　　Afterwards, we collapsed on the bed, both drenched in sweat.

After a while, she wiped the sweat from my forehead with her soft little hands. She gave me a quick kiss, touching my now-soft
penis, and said, "No man has ever made me feel like this before; you're the first." Then she became playful and lively
, whispering, "Guess what it's like for a woman?" She then pulled my hand to her vulva and said,
"The pleasure spreads throughout my body from this area. It's incredibly painful yet incredibly pleasurable; you want it but also want to resist. It's like being burned by fire
and drenched by water. It feels like all the joy and pain in the world rushes in at once, like a raging flood, unbearable for the body
. You feel an urge to die. It seems that a true orgasm is indescribable." "Really?
That's terrifying."
At this moment, my strength returned a little, and I inserted my middle finger into her vagina, gently
stirring it inside, occasionally teasing her clitoris. I teased and stroked it like that. Slowly,
her vagina warmed up and became moist. I inserted another finger, feeling a slight movement inside.
I suddenly became excited and sped up my movements.
Slowly, her whole body reacted, and I pressed her pubic bone with a little force with my thumb, gently
rubbing her G-spot, that bean-sized spot.
She couldn't help but moan again, and finally, she even placed her hand on the back of my hand, guiding me on how to massage her.
Soon, she climaxed again. After everything, her face was pressed against my chest, a little hot.
She said apologetically, "You're so bad, you've completely turned a decent woman into a slut. I hate you, I hate you."
At this moment, under that atmosphere, my penis hardened again, pressing against her inner thigh. She exclaimed,
"No way, so fast." I didn't answer, but flipped her onto me and thrust into her.
Truly satisfied, she lay on top of me like a noodle, looking at me and smiling, "You bad boy, your body
is so good, being your woman is so wonderful."
The woman-on-top position has a unique flavor. Warm, fragrant, soft, and smooth in my arms, it's so beautiful.
We remained inside each other, her body pressed against mine, occasionally wriggling slightly, giggling, and whispering sweet
nothings: "You've shown me the true joy of being a woman. I want to be a woman again in my next life, and I'll find you when I'm fully developed. Don't
leave me!"
Unable to resist the sweet words and stimulation, I rolled over and straddled her again. This time, she made no move
, quietly submitting, allowing me to enjoy her beautiful female body. Actually, I love this state most—a woman
like a lamb, at my mercy, I can do whatever I want with her, let myself be free. She's completely satisfied, so I
don't need to consider her feelings, free from the psychological burden of whether I can satisfy her. It has a special flavor and charm.
Finally, without any restraint, I ejaculated inside her without a condom.
Then, as she got up to wipe herself, she took a box of condoms from her bag and placed it in front of me.
I was shocked and exclaimed, "Is it outside your safe period? Why didn't you say so sooner?"
"It's my fault. I wanted to tell you at first, but I thought it was still early. But when the time came
, I really didn't want to. You make me happy, and I want you to be happy too. It's okay, I'll go to the pharmacy and buy some medicine. Or, how about I have
a baby for you?"
I was so moved that I hugged her tightly, not knowing what to say. Perhaps all words were inadequate
. Such a beautiful and intelligent woman, so touching. A lifetime of protection, a lifetime of love, even if I go to hell and never
be reborn, having her in this life is enough.
Afterwards, she took the medicine, and I said, "This is very harmful to your health." She smiled and comforted me, saying,
"It's okay, my body is so healthy, don't worry about me. Besides, to ensure safety, I even let my husband
ejaculate inside me without a condom once. Don't worry about anything, I've taken care of everything."
Later, she called to tell me, "It's okay, but my period came several days early."
At that moment, I was so moved that tears welled up in my eyes. Today, after writing this, you may only see the words,
but you won't see the tears that streamed down my face throughout.
My final advice to my fellow wolves: if you're not having an affair, don't; if you are, don't get too emotionally involved; if
you do, you'll end up like us, burning yourself to death. My fellow wolves, remember this well.

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