Old love and new love

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I went to a wedding banquet that day.

It was something I least wanted to do; the atmosphere was dull and a waste of my time, especially since it was with relatives of my wife, people I didn't even know.

My wife had passed away, and I went with my uncle.

I've always had a good relationship with my wife's family, and they still consider me family, so they invited me. Not going would feel like abandoning them.

I went with a perfunctory attitude. But when I saw the bride, I froze.

The bride was none other than my ex-lover, Ah Hui.

She acted as if she didn't know me at all. But she's always been a very good actress.

I couldn't believe she was getting married. Maybe women always get married. But did she leave me just to marry this rat-like man?

Of course, I didn't say anything. What was there to say about her marriage?

Afterwards, my uncle invited me to a karaoke bar for drinks, which I was happy to do. I was in a really bad mood and didn't want to go home alone. Thinking about the beautiful Ah Hui spending her wedding night with a rat-like man, my stomach felt like it was tied in a knot. Did

he even know how to treat her? Did he know where she liked to be kissed and touched? Did he know how to make her reach orgasm multiple times? How could Ah Hui decide to live with such a man? But perhaps he had skills I lacked?

If I asked my uncle, perhaps he could also tell me about the groom, but I didn't ask.

I had no interest in socializing, but my uncle found me a girl. They treated me like family, often trying to set me up with other people.

I felt a little embarrassed because I wasn't prepared; he had secretly planned it, showing up without telling me, with his girlfriend. I was so drunk; if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have drunk so much to avoid embarrassment.

My uncle and his girlfriend made an excuse and left early, leaving me with her.

I only remember her name was Meizhen; I forgot what happened next. When I woke up, I was at home, with a splitting headache.

In the afternoon, Meizhen called to check on me; it turned out she had taken me home after I got drunk. I felt embarrassed. I asked if I had acted inappropriately, and she said, "No! You're a gentleman, otherwise I wouldn't have called!"

I couldn't refuse to invite her to dinner, even if it was just as a thank you. She looked much more beautiful today, a very elegant girl, seemingly unsuitable for that kind of nightlife setting.

I knew immediately that she was interested in me; in fact, she wouldn't have called if she wasn't. I was also very interested in her because she resembled Ah-Hui. She was just as tall and fair-skinned, only slightly thinner.

As we talked, I took the opportunity to ask her what I had said while drunk.

She said, "You mentioned that you couldn't forget her!"

I broke out in a sweat. Ah-Hui was married; I shouldn't have brought her up again.

Mei-Zhen said, "There's nothing wrong with that; it just proves that you cherish your wife, that you still miss her even though she's gone!"

I felt a little relieved; she thought I was talking about my deceased wife.

That meant I hadn't said who it was.

But who was I really talking about? My deceased wife or Ah-Hui? Even I didn't know, because I missed both of them very much.

Both of them were gone, and Meizhen was the new one. Meizhen catered to my needs very well, because I hadn't had a girlfriend for a year. Ah Hui's sudden disappearance from my life was hard for me to adjust to; I had never been interested in her, perhaps because she wasn't to my liking. Now, Meizhen intrigued me.

We started seeing each other, and things progressed quickly, soon going beyond friendship.

That night, I kissed Meizhen in the car.

She was very compliant; I could do whatever I wanted, and she was quite passionate.

Later, I whispered in her ear that she had never slept with a man.

She said, "Just a few times, but there's no problem!"

Actually, I wanted to ask if there was any problem. She said there was no problem, so there was no problem.

I drove her to a hotel room.

After showering, she turned the lights off because she was shy.

But I asked her to turn them on so I could admire her.

Her advantage was that she was really compliant; she twisted her body and said, "Okay, turn them on if you like!"

I turned the lights up very bright, and she closed her eyes tightly. I, on the other hand, opened my eyes wide. She really looked like Ah Hui, dazzlingly white. Actually, she looked even better with the lights on, because the peaks were a delicate pink, which would appear dark in the dim light. If they were naturally dark, the lights wouldn't change much; it's not that they're completely hidden by the darkness.

But the details were different from Ah Hui's.

Ah Hui's were more prominent, while hers were flatter, and the shadows on her were much darker. Ah Hui's were sparse, almost like a child's. And the secretions were different too. Both were dazzlingly white and smooth to the touch; I admired them closely, played with them carefully.

Because I hoped she could replace Ah Hui, I used the methods I was familiar with on Ah Hui, carefully giving her more stimulation.

I wanted to bring her to a climax in my hand first.

But she didn't seem to accept this method.

Soon she began to writhe impatiently, seemingly about to reach her climax when she pushed my hand away and pulled me closer.

I told her to be patient, that she would reach it soon.

I told her I used to have this habit.

She said, "I can't wait any longer!"

She pushed my hand away again when I reached her. This happened several times.

I had no choice but to begin, and she was quite satisfied.

I then told her that I liked her hands touching my body during our time together, and she did so.

But she was clearly not used to it; whenever she couldn't help herself, she would reach out and wrap her arms around my neck and back, but I didn't want her to do that, so I pulled her hands back.

This made it last longer, because without this habitual stimulation, it was difficult for me to reach climax.

However, a longer duration is something a woman shouldn't dislike; too short is not good.

This long duration made her feel like she was about to die many times. But if it was death, it should be the happiest death.

Afterwards, we lay relaxed, and I knew I had satisfied her the most.

I can always satisfy my woman the most.

She was really compliant with me; she gently touched my forehead and said, "Did I make you feel good?"

I nodded: "I feel very good, now I want to sleep for a while!"

She said, "You sleep, I won't disturb you!"

She obediently fell asleep beside me. This was wonderful; she also had the virtues of my deceased wife—she was so compliant with me.

But I wasn't completely asleep; I was thinking about Ah Hui.

I met Ah Hui a year after my wife's death.

I was extremely empty then, and Ah Hui filled that void.

At first, I was somewhat wary because Ah Hui was so tall, a head taller than my deceased wife, and in my mind, tall women tended to be fierce.

But that wasn't necessarily true; I soon realized that Ah Hui was very kind and gentle. This

was especially clear after we slept together for the first time. I discovered she was still a virgin, and when I asked her why she didn't make a sound or refuse, I was surprised.

She said, "Maybe I should refuse, but I want to go along with you, I want to make you happy."

I thought she was easily swayed, but it turns out she wasn't. She was very compliant; because she liked me, she couldn't refuse me.

I brought it up after kissing her. I parked the car and kissed her in the dark; she didn't object, just her reaction wasn't enthusiastic. I felt she was quite easygoing, so I brought it up again. She nodded. I then took her to a hotel room.

I was also quite anxious and eager because it had been so long, so I was rather careless. After entering the room, I said I would take a shower first.

After showering, I came out with a towel wrapped around my body and waited for her. She also went in and came out, and then we got into bed.

I thought she was used to doing this, but it turned out she just did it because she saw me doing it; she hadn't been to these places before.

I didn't turn off the light and pulled off the towel. She closed her eyes and let me do as I pleased.

Once the towel was removed, the attraction became stronger, and I became even more excited and didn't ask her anything.

As I said, her pubic hair was sparse, like a child's, and her fair skin made it incredibly alluring; the sparseness couldn't hide the tender pink.

I kissed and admired her, though I wanted to linger, but I couldn't resist and rushed into it.

Her response was weak, and she wasn't very cooperative, which made me feel a little inferior. And because it had been so long since I'd been intimate, it didn't last long.

Afterwards, I asked her if she was satisfied.

She said, "I don't know!"

I said, "You don't even know if you were satisfied?"

She said, "How can I explain?"

I said, "Then how do I compare to other men?"

She said, "How would I know about other men? I've never been with another man!"

That's when I realized she had given me her virginity. After clarifying, I learned she had agreed to it to please me.

I asked her if she felt good, and she said a little.

I didn't know what "a little" meant, so I asked her to describe it in detail. She finally managed to describe it clearly, and I knew she hadn't reached orgasm yet. But this wasn't abnormal; I knew many people couldn't reach orgasm in the initial stages.

I told her to take her a little longer, and she would.

She said, "It's not so bad as it is now!"

I told her that once she reached it, she would understand that she couldn't miss that part. Of course, she had no objection, because I was promising her more, not asking her to get less.

In fact, after explaining it to her in more detail, I started to do it. She was also very interested in my explanation, and this time she was much more interested in doing it, not just to please me.

This time I was able to resist and observe carefully.

She really had a way of being pleasing to the eye. Very special, and first-class beauty. However, I couldn't keep up with my promises to her. Although I used it for a long time, and she said it was good, she just couldn't reach it.

I worked hard, sweating profusely and exhausted, and she also seemed a little strained because she was not used to such intense stimulation. I had to stop.

I promised her that I would definitely try to achieve it in the future. A few days later, I could try again.

She was so adorably compliant, and when I said I wanted it, she agreed.

The same thing happened after the second time.

The second time, my promise still couldn't be kept, and she just couldn't reach it.

This time, I used the method of starting as slowly as possible.

At first, I simply held her without moving, and later, when I did move, I did so very slowly, thinking this would give her more time to adjust and make it easier for her to reach that state.

But this still didn't work. She said it felt good, but she hadn't reached orgasm. She felt it didn't matter whether she reached it or not, but I wasn't convinced. If she couldn't reach it, I would feel like I hadn't succeeded.

The third time was the same, so I stopped halfway and switched to using my hands, the method I had suggested to Meizhen but which she hadn't accepted. I knew this method was very effective.

Sure enough, it worked very well at first, as you could tell from her intense reaction.

She wasn't prepared for this at all. As I gradually heightened her sensations, she started breathing heavily and frantically told me to stop. But she didn't push me away.

She was afraid of losing control as the sensations became increasingly intense.

I continued, and she no longer cared. Even if she lost control and died, it would be a sweet death.

So she reached orgasm for the first time, curling up in a ball, like a fountain. I didn't need her to tell me; I knew she had succeeded.

Then, she pushed my hand away.

She breathed heavily for a long time, and held me tightly before finally relaxing. A sweet expression appeared on her face.

I was excited and asked her, "Shall we officially begin now?"

She nodded and said, "Okay!"

I said, "If you're tired, don't do it!"

She immediately shook her head, "I'm not tired!"

I said, "You said it was optional, but it's not now!"

She didn't answer; she just pulled me closer.

I began. This time, her reaction was clearly completely different from before. She reached climax quite clearly, again and again.

Then I reached climax too.

Lying completely relaxed, she fell asleep easily. Before this, she hadn't wanted to sleep. I also fell asleep contentedly.

After a while, I woke up before her.

I said, "How was it this time? I told you so, wasn't I?"

She smiled but didn't answer, just hugged me, holding one of my legs and rubbing against me.

I replied, "Do you want to do it again?"

She didn't answer again, just pulled my hand closer. This was unexpected; it turned out she loved this kind of service.

So I went for another round.

She arrived quickly and enthusiastically.

After a short rest, she grabbed my hand again. This surprised me greatly.

I'd used this method before, and once was enough. But she wanted it twice.

It wasn't that I wasn't doing enough; she wanted it that many times.

I maintained this relationship with Ah Hui for over a year. She was always very accommodating and never asked for anything.

But then she left me a letter saying she wanted to break up. She had gone to stay with relatives in another city, and I couldn't find her. I didn't know her family, so asking for help was useless.

I had no choice but to accept my fate and live alone.

Suddenly, I saw Ah Hui again, but she was a bride.

Fortunately, I had Mei Zhen, who could ease my sorrow.

Mei Zhen's needs were different in that area, but that didn't matter. Mei Zhen was very accommodating and accommodating. Mei Zhen and I got along very well.

In fact, I liked Mei Zhen so much that I felt I should talk about marriage.

One night, after we had a passionate encounter, I suggested to her that she was of marriageable age and that I should also remarry.

She was very cold. She said, "Let's take our time!"

I said, "Perhaps you're unhappy that I had a lover before, but that's in the past. I wasn't irresponsible; she left on her own, and she's married now. There won't be any more issues!"

She didn't answer. I continued, "It's true. The night I met you, I had just attended her wedding banquet—I didn't even know it was her until I saw her!"

Mei-zhen reacted strongly. She exclaimed, "Why are you telling me this?"

I said, "It's not a secret!"

She said, "You already know, why did you have to tell me? I don't want to know you're my sister's boyfriend!"

I was also shocked: "You are...?" "Hui's sister!"

she cried. "You knew all along, but you kept it a secret until now. If you were going to keep it a secret, you shouldn't have said anything!"

I was completely bewildered. "How would I know? You were the one who knew. I had no idea she had a sister!"

She said, "We already talked about it the first night we met. You went to that wedding banquet too. I saw you at the banquet; it was my sister's wedding!"

I said, "But—but—," I cried out, "I don't remember at all—I drank too much that night…"

She said, "I think you're trying to get revenge on my sister. She left you, and you want to possess her sister. No wonder you keep mentioning her!"

I explained to her earnestly before she believed me. I really had no recollection of her; otherwise, I wouldn't have brought it up, and maybe it wouldn't have started.

She cried, "How can I be with my sister's ex-lover? She knows so much about you, and you know so much about her!"

I said, "I could say that too. But if I don't mind, it's not a problem. You only mind because you don't like me?"

She said, "I really don't like you!"

I said, "But we're very close! Otherwise, why would we be sleeping in the same bed?"

She said, "I only found out about some of your flaws later!"

I said, "You have so many flaws, and you didn't say anything?"

She cried and said she wanted to leave, but I wouldn't let her go, insisting she explain. She wasn't as stubborn as her sister and finally spoke.

She said, "Actually, my sister left you for the same reason!"

I said, "I don't think I did anything wrong."

She said, "Since that's the case, I won't say anything more."

I grabbed her again, wanting her to talk, and she had no choice but to tell me.

She said her sister had also explained in detail why she left that mysterious lover, but she didn't know that person was me. The problem is that I can't forget the previous one. When I was with Ah-Hui, I constantly talked about my deceased wife's virtues. If I praised Ah-Hui, it was only because she shared my deceased wife's virtues.

Mei-Zhen felt the same way. When I was with her, I constantly compared her to my past, and now there was Ah-Hui added to the mix. She couldn't accept it and wanted to leave.

I said, "You women! Why don't you speak up?"

She said, "Talking about these things is so unpleasant. We all wanted to be good to you, to make you stop mentioning the past, but we didn't succeed. Since we failed, we have to give up!"

I couldn't insist that I was right anymore. I swore I would change, but it was no use; she still left. What I can't change is the fact that she is Ah-Hui's sister. I am still determined to change. If I have another chance, I will definitely change .

I know I was terribly wrong.
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