My one-night stand

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I pushed open the door and saw the woman still sitting listlessly on the edge of the bed, fiddling with the remote control. Her short, blue-streaked hair and black smoky eye makeup accentuated her large eyes in the dim hotel lighting. She clearly wasn't actually looking for a good TV show; she was waiting for me to make the first move. This was evident from her slouching posture and her noticeably affected casualness.

For a moment, it dawned on me that what I so eagerly pursued and searched for was also what she thought about every day. The difference between us was that I needed to hunt like a wolf, while she only needed to sit down in the bar.

I walked over and casually asked, "Want some water?" I already had a bottle of juice in my hand and handed it to her.

She took it lazily and said, "There aren't any good TV shows."

I smiled, "Don't you know what time it is? Many channels have no picture."

She unscrewed the bottle cap, took a small sip, and turned to me, saying, "It's so stuffy, I think I'll go home. My husband's waiting for me."

I deliberately exaggerated, saying, "Hey lady, don't you know what time it is? Going out at night, it's one thing if you get robbed, but if you get sexually assaulted, who am I supposed to explain to?"

She smiled gently at me, "It's so late at night, being in your room is pretty scary."

I laughed and said, "Well, I'm different. We're practically family." She said dismissively, "Come on, we only met tonight. We just had a late-night snack together,

and I don't know how you lured me here." I said a little cheekily, "Doesn't that make us seem too familiar?" I replied casually as I sat down next to her, and she didn't move. Although we were still talking, I gently put my arm around her waist; it was very slender.

I continued, "Why go home so late? Just stay here for a bit, I'll warm the bed for you." She immediately retorted, "Get lost! You have no shame! You sleep on the sofa tonight, I'll sleep in the bed." I put on a pitiful expression, "That's not very nice, Miss. You can sleep here, I'll just sit on the bed and watch TV, okay?" As I spoke, I caressed her waist and back.

She gave me a disdainful look, "Come on, what are you watching TV for? If I fall asleep, you'll just become a pervert and take advantage of me." Her hands were naturally placed on her lap, letting me touch her without resisting.

I pretended to be serious and said loudly, "You underestimate me. Look closely at my face, such an upright appearance, yet you describe me as so lewd. Do I look like someone who doesn't keep their word?" She stared at me with wide eyes, pretending to gaze intently, her face very close to mine. She nodded and said, "Yes!" I grinned, "You underestimate me. I always keep my word. See, I said I'd kiss you, and I did." Suddenly, I leaned forward and captured her lips—soft lips with a hint of fruit juice. She tried to shake her head, but I pulled back, laughing, "How about that? You believe me now?"

She pretended to be angry, "I knew you weren't a good person. Now you're showing your true colors. I'm leaving."

She made a move to leave, but I grabbed her waist and pulled her onto the bed. She struggled, but I used a little force, smiling, "Okay, since you think I'll do this, then I'll really do it." I pinned her down, squeezed her head between my arms, and kissed her again, taking a deep breath. The smell of cosmetics and fruit juice filled my nostrils. I didn't stop. I tasted her pink lips briefly, then stuck out my tongue and licked them. Her jaw was tightly closed. I probed with my tongue, the tip moving up and down against her teeth, and soon it was inside her mouth. Her mouth gradually opened, and her furrowed brows relaxed. I touched her tongue and moved it around, then with a slight suck, I drew her fragrant tongue into my mouth. Her tongue finally began to move in mine, and we swirled our taste buds, our breathing quickening.

My hand had already slid to her waist, slowly moving towards her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, just a tube top; no wonder it felt so soft when I touched her earlier. I pushed the tube top up, grasping her soft breasts—so tender. I slowly kneaded them, sometimes stimulating her nipples, sometimes grabbing them completely and kneading them. My hands are large; one hand reached across and gripped both breasts tightly, gently swaying them. With my other hand, I slowly fumbled to unbutton her clothes. She was still drawn to my tongue, greedily swallowing my saliva.

Soon, her upper body was only covered by her bra. I withdrew my tongue from her mouth, my hand still moving, slowly kissing her lips, cheeks, behind her ears, neck, collarbone, then suddenly sucking on her breast. She trembled: "Gently." Still enjoying it. I didn't answer, her white breast in my mouth, my tongue licking and teasing her nipple, swirling around it, gently sucking, and then skillfully patting it with my tongue, occasionally gently biting the nipple with my teeth to stimulate her. She frowned again, seemingly enduring the pleasure. My

freed hand then moved downwards, directly into the waistband of her jeans, touching the messy pubic hair. Without hesitation, I used my middle finger to find the switch of her body, my finger moving up and down several times to part the two tender flesh, which was already wet and slippery inside. My fingers moved upwards, pressing against her clitoris, giving it a slight twist, and she immediately let out a soft moan. I slowly massaged there, while my left hand moved down from her other breast to undo her pants. She pretended to get up, but her hands only rested on my back. I pulled down her waistband, leaving her alluring little breasts, and slowly pulled down her pants.

She squinted at me and softly said, "What are you doing? Don't do this." I smiled at her, then suddenly stopped, seemingly becoming serious. She looked a little confused again. I grinned again and abruptly pulled off the pants wrapped around my legs. She looked surprised again, saying coquettishly, "You're so naughty!" but made no move. At this point, she was completely naked except for the bra covering her breasts. I leaned down and pressed my palm against her labia, rubbing it up and down. Her hands were on her legs, slowly trying to stop me, but they just hung there by her side.

I gently rubbed her vulva, then used my two thumbs to separate her labia, revealing her red clitoris. Several pink nipples dotted the small opening, making my penis itch. I rubbed it with my middle finger, finally bringing my tongue to gently lick it. She let out a soft moan, her hips slightly thrusting against my tongue. I licked it back and forth, not missing an inch, then stretched my tongue out to explore her vulva. Salty fluid filled my mouth, and my tongue seemed to become erect, even more agile, sometimes soft, sometimes hard, roaming through her flower garden.

Soon, her entire vulva was soaked in saliva and vaginal fluid. Her clitoris was also erect, a beautiful red color. I couldn't resist gently biting it with my teeth while licking, and she wore an expression of ecstasy, it was hard to tell whether it was pain or pleasure.

Seeing that it was almost time, I pulled down my pants with one hand, reluctantly leaving this enchanting paradise. I straightened up, brought my crotch close to her waist, and slowly parted her legs with my hands, my penis pressed against her fair, tender thighs. My penis was already trembling against that hairy patch. Her body was very sensitive; she trembled slightly at the mere touch of my penis. I used the head of my penis to part the two red labia, seeing that it was glistening inside, with a large drop of vaginal fluid about to drip down. The small red opening was faintly open and closed, with distinct layers.

This tempting scene made my heart flutter, and my blood rushed to my head. I suppressed the urge to thrust my penis in immediately, and rubbed the head of my penis back and forth on her clitoris. Her body twisted and turned with my movements, like a snake swimming in water. Without further hesitation, I inserted my glans. Her muscles tensed, and she let out another moan. I withdrew, and then slowly continued this shallow in-and-out motion. Her moans became continuous. After about seven or eight thrusts, I felt it was about time. I suddenly thrust, and my entire penis plunged straight into her. She screamed, "Ah..." and her whole body shuddered violently, her muscles tensing.

I softened my touch, slowly thrusting in and out, alternating between shallow and deep strokes. Her moans grew longer and more melodious. I kneaded her soft, white breasts with my hands, licking them with my mouth, the rhythmic smacking sounds echoing in the room, echoing her moans. After a while, our tongues intertwined again, and I had explored her depths. I increased my speed, each thrust hitting her very core. She moaned softly, her body held tightly in my arms. She struggled, but I ignored her, continuing to suck on her tongue and assault her relentlessly. Her legs clamped tightly around me, her whole body trembling. I slowly slowed down, but continued with three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. She moaned softly in rhythm with me, soft "ahs" and "mmms."

I withdrew my penis and said heavily, "Lie down." She obediently turned her body slowly, her buttocks sticking up high towards me, her snow-white buttocks completely exposed before my eyes. The two holes in her cleft were luscious and tempting. I vigorously rubbed her buttocks with both hands, then thrust straight to her clitoris. Her arms, which had been supporting her, suddenly went limp, and she lay flat on the bed, only her buttocks firmly under my control. I left no room for retreat, like a pile driver, driving my entire penis into her body. My hands would lift her from behind, kneading her breasts, then put her down and play with her white buttocks.

She could only utter "ah" and nothing else. My penis moved freely, thrusting left and right, up and down, while her soft buttocks bumped against my lower abdomen. Finally, my pleasure surged like a tide, my whole body felt tense, and my penis was as hard as a rock. I blurted out, "I'm going to cum," "Cum... inside, I'm... in my safe period... Ah~ Ah~ Ah..." My head went blank, and my semen gushed into her body like a fountain. She lurched forward, slipped from my grasp, and collapsed onto the bed, her body trembling uncontrollably. It took a while for her to calm down.

I gently lay on her back, my hands stroking her sides, and whispered in her ear,

"Let's sleep."

"Mmm... so comfortable."

"Do you still want to leave?"

"No... you're really not a good person. I was so rough the first time we met, and it still hurts a little."

"I'll be gentler next time."

"Next time, you bad boy..."

That was my first time having sex, and from then on, I became addicted. A long time has passed, but looking back, the events are still vivid in my mind. I'm not as obsessed as I was back then, but I still occasionally think about that woman I had a fleeting encounter with, wondering where she is now, and if she's changed beyond recognition.

【over】

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