It's just loneliness.

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The night was still lonely, and I felt utterly alone. I hugged my legs, buried my head between them, and wondered how long it had been since I'd been so immersed in solitude. But tonight, I didn't want to embrace that feeling; I just wanted to relieve my physical and mental exhaustion.
I entered a chat room with only two English letters, randomly typing in a nickname. Even though I publicly identified myself as a lesbian, it seemed quite a few men were interested? Perhaps it was out of a sense of challenge, or perhaps it was all the same with the lights off.
"Hey, mind if we grab a drink? ^_^"
Looking at the nickname, 40 and still using such a cute emoticon?
'Ugh~ What are you up to, old man~'
"Nothing much, just seeing how you are, I thought a drink would cheer you up. I can even give you a massage~ and a bath will make you feel much better."
Hmm… that sounds pretty appealing… I definitely need to relax my tired body.
'Really? I'm so tempted~ (eyes light up)
' "Really? Where are you? I'll come get you."
'Wow~ So thoughtful of you~ I'm on xx street, is that convenient for you?'
"It's not far, just wait for me at the 7-Eleven at the alley entrance, my car is…"
'Okay~ I'm wearing a light blue shirt and shorts, waiting for you~'
"See you later."
I changed my clothes, sprayed on my usual CK, and went to wait. While waiting, I lit a cigarette. When did I start smoking...? Probably when I was immersed in sadness, the wound that wouldn't heal always ached, as if it was bleeding even if I ignored it. Only through nicotine rushing into my lungs could I relax. Eh... why am I thinking of her again...?
Soon, I saw a Mazda 5 pull up, and the window rolled down.
"Hey, kid, get in."
'Huh? I'm an adult now, why am I still a kid?'
"To me, you are~ Hahahaha."
The uncle laughed heartily, walked around me, and fastened my seatbelt.
"Let's go." 　　We didn't talk much on the way, but the music kept things from getting awkward, and the air freshener in the car made me feel quite relaxed. 　　We soon arrived at a motel near Phase 7 for 　　a "rest."
The 　　older man took my hand and led me upstairs. 　　"Do you want to shower first? You'll probably be shy if we shower together, so you go ahead." 　　Hmm… thoughtful… a plus. 　　We both finished showering quickly. 　　The older man opened the red wine he'd brought. 　　"Have some, red wine is good for girls." 　　"Wow~ Let's drink~" 　　After a few drinks, my tense body began to relax. 　　Looking closer, the man was quite fit, unlike typical middle-aged men with excess fat. He looked like he worked out; although he didn't have eight-pack abs, he was quite muscular. He had a cute little mustache. 　　"Come on, let me give you a massage." 　　The man took my hand and led me to the bedside, placing a pillow for me. I didn't hesitate, took off my towel, and lay down. 　　"Let's begin. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable." 　　I felt a pair of thick, rough hands cover my back, and they began to massage me rhythmically. Hmm…not bad…it feels so good I'm about to fall asleep… 　　"I'm going to start massaging your thighs now. I might touch your private parts a little. Tell me immediately if you feel uncomfortable." 　　"Um…" I could only vaguely respond as I became a little dazed. 　　But gradually, I started to feel…something different. When those hands touched the delicate skin of my inner thighs, it was like an electric current shooting into my brain, and I involuntarily let out a muffled groan. 　　"Is it uncomfortable?" 　　"No...it feels good...you can continue." 　　Why is it so hot...and his massage is really good...but why is there a strange feeling... 　　the hands on my legs, intentionally or unintentionally touching my private parts, but not very close. Ah...it seems... 　　gradually, the fingers got closer and closer, I felt those hands gently parting my thighs to the sides, and as they approached the inside, the pressure noticeably increased. 　　This continued for a few minutes, the feeling growing stronger and stronger. A kiss landed on my back, a tingling sensation spreading across it, a warm breath behind my ear touching my sensitive spot, I was almost losing control... 　　"Hey, you're wet." 　　"It's all because of... um..." Embarrassed and annoyed, I turned to the assailant behind me. Before I could finish speaking, lips covered my face, a tongue aggressively invading, relentlessly probing. I, like a madwoman, wanted more. 　　My body was turned over, those thick hands covering my chest, kneading with varying pressure. His mouth gradually moved down to the other breast, gently biting the nipple, licking and biting. Under the simultaneous attack from both sides, I was almost overwhelmed, yet unwilling to let him leave, I pressed my lips closer to my chest. As if encouraged, the person on my chest increased the pressure, soon moving down, kissing the inside of my thighs, parting my vulva, but doing nothing, just watching. 　　"Um... what are you doing..." 　　"I'm enjoying it," he said playfully. 　　"You... ah..." Before I could protest, he continued his actions. His 　　kiss landed on the protruding spot, the sudden stimulation making me tremble involuntarily. 　　"Mmm..." 　　A warm, wet sensation enveloped me, a nimble tongue licking and occasionally sliding past the entrance. Just when I felt I was about to reach my limit, his tongue suddenly entered the opening, gently thrusting in and out. I was already out of control; I wanted more... 　　"Please... give it to me..." 　　"What do you want?" 　　Though he spoke, his actions continued. 　　"I...want...you to come in..." 　　He pulled off the towel, and his magnificent member filled me with excitement and a touch of fear. Could I really handle it...? But desire overwhelmed my reason, and all I wanted was for the emptiness below to be filled. 　　He grasped his magnificent member and slowly entered, gradually thrusting to the deepest point, but without any further movements, just kissing. 　　The discomfort below had subsided, but there was an itchy sensation, making me move involuntarily. He began to move slowly, but only with gentle thrusting. 　　I started to feel a slight pleasure, but it wasn't enough, I wanted more...I wanted more...My hips danced in sync with his movements, and he began to increase the force, each thrust reaching the deepest point. 　　"Ah..." 　　It was so stimulating that I couldn't help but cry out. 　　"I like hearing your voice, cry out," 　　he commanded, making me obey unconsciously. 　　"Ah...so good...fuck me...fuck me."

Receiving the encouraging message, his lustful eyes seemed to see right through me. He flipped me over, held my buttocks, and continued thrusting relentlessly. It seemed he had reached even deeper than before; my mind was blank, only filled with moans.
"Ah...you...so good...so good...please fuck me to death..."
"You're so tight...it feels so good..."
He flipped me over again, picked me up, and his huge cock was still inside me. The sudden movement startled me, but the pleasure that followed left me no time for shock; the exhilarating feeling filled my mind. The uncle was just holding me and thrusting like that.
"Hoo...is it good~" " It feels so good
...so good...uncle, you're so amazing..."
"Oh...darling...if you squeeze any tighter, I'm going to come..."
"I...I'm almost there too...ah..."
"Let's do it together...ah..."
I felt my vagina contract, and I unconsciously hugged the uncle tightly. Then I was gently placed on the bed, and I felt the magnificence inside me slowly fading.
"Phew...sweetie...that felt so good."
"Phew...me too."
She nestled shyly against his firm chest, embracing him and feeling his warmth. Then, regaining some composure, she left the warm embrace and went to the window to light a cigarette.
"Will we...see each other again?"
She smiled without answering, only giving him a kiss
. "Let's go."
"Really, don't I need to take you home?"
"No, it's close anyway. You should go home quickly and drive carefully.
" "Then I'm off."
Watching him leave, she lit another cigarette, took out her phone, found his name, and deleted it. Deleting that wanton self seemed like an attempt to cover up the fact that it had only just happened. Anyway, it was just loneliness. Having lost the ability to love again, what right did she have to harbor any affection or lingering feelings for the person she had a one-night stand with?
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