Finally, the day I've been looking forward to meeting you has arrived again.

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After so many days apart, the day I'd been looking forward to meeting you again finally arrived. My heart was pounding like a soaring bird, overflowing with joy! I got up early and washed, then put on a silky black dress, two thin black straps tying the back of my slender neck and smooth, alluring bare back. This sexy style perfectly complemented my form-fitting black trousers and sandals, creating a seamless look! Of course, this fiery and eye-catching outfit was only for you, and only for you to see. So I put on a sleek, iron-gray jacket and brown sunglasses before stepping out of my apartment. The sun outside was exceptionally bright, the sky cloudless, seemingly echoing the good mood I'd had the night before. A sweet smile spread across my face. And you—Yicheng—were as refined and gentle as ever. Just our eyes meeting was enough to make us feel instantly intertwined. Do you know that? Every time I first meet you, Ye Meng always uses her naturalness to mask the shyness that arises spontaneously; because of you, I've become more and more conscious of my appearance, always hoping to present my best and most sexy side to you. Although I might seem a little flamboyant, it's all because of you… my man. Because of you, I know what it feels like to be loved, what a great happiness it is for a woman, Yi Cheng… do you know? If feelings could be expressed with colors, then Ye Meng would radiate a soft pink and light blue. The pink needs no explanation; it's the color of happiness because of your tenderness and care. As for the light blue, please allow Ye Meng to explain later, okay?! In the two months we've been dating, I've gradually come to love looking at your profile when you drive. Although you can be a little absent-minded sometimes, making me a little nervous, it doesn't stop me from loving to look at your face more and more. As for why? Well… Ye Meng doesn't know either. If you were to ask carefully, there's one answer that's absolutely right—it's the face of the man I love! As we strolled through the streets today, I noticed a different side of you – you started holding my hand! Do you know what this means to me? It represents our feelings for each other; our intertwined fingers give me a sense of belonging; our clasped hands silently declare our relationship to the world; I feel your care… There are so many reasons, and I absolutely love the feeling of you holding my hand! Today, I actually forgot my wallet because of my absentmindedness! Oh my god! This is unprecedented! I felt like a child who had done something wrong, secretly blaming myself. I had to rush upstairs to McDonald's to find you for help, and you gave me a loving smile, casually pulled out a thousand-dollar bill to pay for me, and even told me to put the hundred-dollar bill and change in my pocket first, just so I could have some money if I needed it. Although you only say "I love you" during intimate moments, these simple little gestures make me feel that you still express your love for me all the time in life. Only when a man truly loves a woman will he unconsciously do everything he wants to do for her. And I am that woman you cherish and love so dearly. Do you know how moved I was? In the movie theater, the dimly lit space only had three people, including you and me. You seemed to be increasingly enjoying the sensuality I displayed for you. Your thin lips gently uttered the thought of touching me. Although I immediately agreed, you probably didn't see the fleeting shyness on my face. As the movie's special effects and plot unfolded, besides constantly catching whiffs of your faint fragrance, I was constantly being teased and caressed by your touch on my bare back hidden under your thin coat. Occasionally, there were kisses, and your sweet, gentle voice drifted into my ears. Even when your palm cupped one of my breasts, even through my bra and top, it caused a surge of heat and a slight flutter in my lower body! You're becoming increasingly mischievous and lewd with Ye Meng, but aside from feeling shy, I love this change in you even more! Why? Because it makes me want to fully display the feminine charm that belongs only to you, and it also means that Yi Cheng will only show me a side of himself that no one else knows. It seems quite fair; I reveal my own seductive allure, and you show me a lewdness that's only for me. Of course! And the things you only tell me, besides your family, all show how special and unique Ye Meng is in your heart. And after we got to your place, it goes without saying that you were absolutely wicked! In bed, you were stronger each time, and this time Ye Meng was completely "bullied" to the point of daze! Each powerful thrust of yours hit my clitoris, and I don't know how to describe that abstract pleasure; I can only let out soft moans, echoing your vigor and our intimacy. Do you know how much I love making love with you? As my love for you grows stronger, this voluptuous, alluring body now belongs only to you. My heart, too, soars with your ceaseless thrusting and withdrawing, blossoming even more beautifully and brimming with happiness! Beyond the expressions on our faces, you love me in the intimate way our bodies are intertwined, your hard, warm penis opening up the woman beneath you who loves only you; your large, powerful member forcefully probing into my soft, honeyed depths, so tender yet domineering. I let out wanton, seductive moans, my eyes glazed as I watch you pour out your desire, my smooth legs swaying back and forth with your "plowing." The butterfly tattoo in my dreams seems to bewitch you; a black butterfly adorns the snow-white, delicate skin of my chest, the stark contrast of black and white seemingly creating a visual stimulation… Although I initially got the tattoo simply because I wanted it, I've now discovered this extra "gain." Night Dream knew that a woman's expressions during sex were very alluring, and she vaguely knew that her dreamy eyes were very attractive to you, but you said you loved looking at my face; especially during sex, you always stared at my face, as if you wanted to collect and archive every expression Night Dream made when you pampered her in bed into your mind. When I was kneeling on the bed, letting your lower body attack my soft and plump buttocks, I finally saw clearly the situation of our lovemaking through the reflection in the dressing mirror next to the bed! Your waist and lower body thrust powerfully, slapping up the two plump buttocks of my body, and your hands even greedily kneaded my buttocks that were swaying lustfully in front of you; I lay helplessly on the bed, enduring the fierce blows of your penis, my elbows weakly supporting my body being strongly loved, my full breasts were squeezed to be even larger and fuller, and the butterflies on my chest even seemed to flutter in the illusion due to the front and back impacts! The intense lovemaking between us caused you to exhale soft breaths, your long hair, whipped about, cascading haphazardly across Ye Meng's face and back. As you thrust into my honeyed depths, you told me to look in the mirror, and only then did I truly see the expression on my face! My eyes were glazed, overflowing with lust and the happiness of being loved by you. My lips uttered soft moans with each thrust that struck my core, a face utterly wanton, a face dazed by your pampering! Though a little shy, the fluttering in my heart and the burning desire for you made Ye Meng stare intently at the wanton expression on her face and your relentless thrusting. As for how much I love making love with you, no further explanation is needed. From my arms wrapped around your neck, my hands caressing your hands and back, the wanton moans escaping my lips, to the endless flow of love fluid after eagerly taking your desire into my body—everything showed how much I craved you, how much I loved you! You encouraged me to touch my private parts. When my hand reached down to my genitals, my fingertips touched your still-erect penis. It was so hot, so hard, constantly piercing my burning flesh, enticing me to caress it uncontrollably. I even touched your soft, delicate scrotum, the two balls inside sliding up and down slightly. So this is where our bodies are joined. A surge of passion filled my chest, surging... My shoulders weakly pressed against the bed, my left hand resting on the bedspread, while my right hand, wet with the lustful fluids brought out by your penis, rubbed my fingertips, creating intense pleasure on my pea-hard clitoris, complementing the sensation of your penis... I focused intently on your glans hitting my clitoris, while my right fingertips drew rapid circles on my clitoris. Waves of pleasure surged from my lower body to my limbs, my body tensed, awaiting the arrival of orgasm! The constant thrusting of my glans against my clitoris, the intense pleasure of stimulation—these two waves of intense, white-hot pleasure relentlessly assaulted my senses. My full, round lips weakly uttered obscene words: "Husband…mmm…ah…it's almost…broken down there…" "Good wife, oh…then let your husband break it!" you said, with unparalleled wildness and conquering pride. My right fingertips could even feel the engorged petals of my vagina, so slippery and plump under the lubrication of my love juices. My clitoris swelled, hard as a pebble. With your vigorous thrusting and my increasingly rapid masturbation, our first climax finally swept over us! The pleasure swirled around the vagina, rapidly spreading throughout my body, the irregular muscles of my vagina squeezing your magnificent member! My right cheek was pressed against the bed, my hand limply resting on the blanket, and you actually grabbed my wrist straight from behind, making me fully accept your domineering penetration!Your domineering presence is so irresistible, how could I not succumb to your advances? I absolutely adore this feeling of being conquered! My mind is filled only with the passionate waves of your hard, erect penis thrusting in and out, and the cool sensation of my right fingertips, still wet with love juice, evaporating as they come into contact with the air. I don't know how long you've been loving me, maybe thirty minutes? Or forty minutes? My passionate body has already experienced three orgasms for you, and you remain unstoppable! Although my legs are spread wide and weak, my thirsty desires have been satisfied by you, and my throat is parched from continuous moaning, I still gladly dance with you, reveling in physical pleasure! To others, I might seem like a poppy, dangerous and mysterious; but in your presence, I willingly shed my thorns, willingly becoming a submissive, charming little woman, blooming with my most radiant and alluring beauty for you! After our intense and passionate lovemaking, you caressed my fully moistened body; each gentle touch, each tender gaze, brought our lovemaking to a perfect close… I lay in bed, listening to the soft splashing of water in your shower, intently feeling the signals my body was sending. Though exhausted from your vigorous onslaught, I felt an extraordinary sense of comfort, as if every pore on my body had opened. I was intoxicated by this tipsy feeling of satisfaction. Beyond the physical pleasure, the most important thing was the psychological experience. Every time you loved me, regardless of whether I had an orgasm, I always felt incredibly satisfied—something physical pleasure couldn't compare to! Although you had always been concerned and hoped I would experience the same pleasure, I knew it was because you loved me that you wanted me to experience greater joy; because you loved me, you constantly explored ways to make my body tremble with even more intense pleasure! But I really don't care about orgasms, because before, during, and after being pampered by you, I've already experienced countless psychological orgasms! Although I don't deny that physical orgasms do give me a higher level of satisfaction with our sex life! Sex with emotion and love is very important to me, because two people in love can gain more answers from the code of sex, in addition to the intangible emotional exchange! Because I love you, I show you my naked body; because I love you, I stretch out my tender female body; because I love you, my wanton appearance and expressions are full of deep and intense emotions, and you—the first man I've ever truly fallen in love with, can you feel it? Do you know how much I love you? It's like threads wrapping my heart tightly, invisible yet real, the depth of my feelings is so deep that it frightens me! Because I love you so deeply and intensely, I worry about losing you, I fear that even with all my efforts, I can't hold onto it, I'm terrified that when you leave me, the invisible emptiness in my chest will gnaw and hollow me out! Although I fear loss, I still don't control the outlet of my emotions, like a moth drawn to a flame, pouring out my love, my feelings, my heart for you! Even if it means bearing a huge risk of harm! What is rationality? What is self-protection? When love comes, I only want to show it the most dazzling and radiant beauty. To rationally control my emotions is cruel and repressive to me; will being rational in love really bring happiness? Is it really good for both parties? Doesn't protecting myself mean pushing true love away? I am just an ordinary woman, a woman who longs to be loved and cherished. Even at the risk of being hurt to the bone, I dare to pursue and endure, because I don't want to leave any regrets in my life. That kind of pain is more terrible than pain that seeps into your blood, like a black hole that slowly drains you dry! I believe that after hearing this, Yicheng, you should understand why I emit a pale blue hue in addition to pink. Because I'm so serious about you, because I'm certain of my love for you, I had this thought: I hope to have you by my side for the rest of my life! Although we've only been dating for two months, the length of time doesn't necessarily determine the depth of feelings, even though the depth of love is indeed somewhat related to the amount of time spent together. I'm very certain of how deep and strong my feelings for you are; more importantly, it's been growing at a very steady pace. It's not a fleeting moment, nor a momentary passion; it's so real that I have no doubt about it! The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and I nestled into your warm embrace, fragrant with shower gel—a place called "happiness." [The End]

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