Love Blossoms at Lugu Lake (Second Original)

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I got off the bed, poured myself a cup of tea, lit a cigarette, and sat on the sofa, silently watching the almost dazed woman on the bed. Backlit, her loose hair, shoulders, and waist were outlined in a beautiful arc by the dim light from the bedside, like a holy spirit, or a candle flame. In the dim light, layers of red, yellow, and blue swayed in the breeze. She lay curled up on her side, her hands tightly clutching a pillow, her chestnut hair obscuring most of her face, still lost in the sweet pleasure of the recent revelry. Bra, panties, stockings, and shoes were scattered haphazardly on the floor; the woman seemed to still be savoring the afterglow, while I, in the swirling smoke, slowly enjoyed the wondrous joy and intoxication she brought me. I squinted, admiring this unique scene that belonged only to me, while my consciousness was infinitely extended by an unknown force, as if waiting—waiting for the radiant woman to awaken after spring, waiting for the next unknown reunion. I exhaled a large smoke ring, and within it, I saw the woman stretch out a hand, her mouth slightly open, saying, "Water, I want water." I picked up the teacup and walked over, sitting beside her. She took it and was about to drink when I suddenly realized the water might still be a bit hot, so I snatched it away. In doing so, water splashed everywhere, landing on the woman's face and my crotch. The woman looked bewildered. I teased her, saying, "Now you don't have to do anything, you're soaked from top to bottom." The woman laughed heartily. I took a sip of tea and, with ill intent, offered it to her lips. The woman swallowed it slowly, powerless to resist. She frowned and said coquettishly, "Do you and your woman always feed each other water like this?" I said, "I don't usually do this except for women I truly love." Then, I held her head and gently poured the tea from the cup into her small mouth again. I could clearly hear a trickle of water flowing into her heart. The woman, like flowers after a watering, shook off the weariness of her journey and instantly relaxed. She knelt at the head of the bed, caressing my body and kissing my lips. Suddenly, the kisses transformed into a shower of meteors, blanketing my body. In the blink of an eye, her lips, teeth, and tongue left bizarre, shimmering trails of liquid on my skin. I felt like a proud Bolshevik soldier! Damn it, this woman's gone mad!
The woman reached out and grasped my genitals. Instinctively, I stood up, standing before her like a recruit in boot camp, legs spread, awaiting the officer's reprimand. My veins bulged, my blood boiling. The woman stroked my penis, looking up at me with eyes full of tenderness. I swallowed hard, closing my eyes shyly yet expectantly. Suddenly, I felt a thick, humid heat envelop my penis, slowly swallowing it into an endless darkness. The soft embrace pushed me towards the distant horizon time and time again. My penis was like a lost boat, churned up by the giant waves stirred up by the tongue, causing the earth to shake and the sky to tremble. The boat lost its direction in this turbulent current. I felt dizzy and disoriented, crying, laughing, and groaning like an infant... In the darkness, the boat was thrown into the abyss by the giant waves, crashing violently into an iceberg without warning, again and again... I opened my mouth, howling like a wolf on the plains before dawn. I opened my eyes and saw that the woman had slowed down her pace. Her face was pale, her eyes were tired, and a thick white nectar overflowed from the corner of her mouth. The woman looked at me with a slightly melancholy gaze, then suddenly stuck out her tongue and licked the nectar from the corner of her mouth clean, swallowing it whole. I was at a loss, and in a moment of excitement, I pulled her head close and tenderly stroked her face. Kneeling, I kissed her selfless, beautiful lips, her mouth brimming with the taste of masculine hormones—the raw flavor of life blended with a woman's saliva, a taste I loved! The woman said between kisses, "You know, this is the first time I've ever swallowed a man's bodily fluids. My husband has never done it." I looked at her in surprise. She continued, "He's asked, but I've never agreed because I just can't get used to the smell." I said, "How did you suddenly do it?" She said, "When love is at its peak, one can't help oneself!" "Can't help oneself!" Overwhelmed by the woman's affection, I blurted out, "I only wish your heart were like mine, then I would never betray your love!" Good heavens, what kind of performance is this? I actually blurted out a nonsensical ancient phrase, even startling myself! This isn't like me! The woman laughed and pulled my arm around her neck, making me repeat it. I shamelessly repeated it. The woman said, "Remember what you just said, otherwise…" I said, "Otherwise what?" The woman said, "Say it yourself." I said, "Skin and tendons!" The woman replied, "Bone-crushing and marrow-sucking!" She then burst into laughter. I pointed at her nose and weakly said, "Bad, this woman is really bad!" The woman laughed lasciviously and hugged me tightly.
Just then, a WeChat notification sounded. The woman quickly opened her phone; it was from H. The screen first showed two big smiley faces, then two big question marks—no text. The woman replied with two ellipses, while H gave her two thumbs-ups! The woman pursed her lips and gave me a strange smile. Then she opened the Xiami Music app on her phone and selected music from Banruide. Birdsong, insect chirps, and flowing water—clearly a break in the music. I knew this tender battle would continue, but I wondered to myself, "Is the woman going to do yoga?" But such elegant music couldn't be square dancing. Thinking this, I breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, the woman grabbed my hand and said, "Let's go wash up," and walked towards the bathroom without looking back. The bathroom only had a showerhead, no bathtub. Separated by a sliding glass door, the woman had re-tied her hair into a bun, put on a shower cap, and her face was flushed, seemingly shy. I still don't understand why a man and woman who have already crossed that line would still blush and be shy, but I can tell myself unequivocally that I like this kind of shyness. It makes women more delicate and charming, it arouses my curiosity, and it drives me to victory. At this moment, I am a divine warrior, invulnerable and invincible! I gently put my arm around the woman's waist, only showing her a wicked smile that seemed to have no real meaning. I turned on the hot water tap, and the woman screamed, saying the water was cold, and lunged at me. I teased her, saying that the water heater was probably broken. The woman said coquettishly, "You're such a bad person." I smiled wickedly, "Then why are you doing bad things with this bad person?" The woman raised her two small fists and attacked me. I caught them, then wrapped my arms around her waist. Our lips met again, our mouths locked in a passionate embrace. Under the showerhead's warm water, we entwined, sucking weakly against the gentle flow. I held up her two soft, full breasts, firm and perky, like two plates of melt-in-your-mouth jelly, trembling slightly on my chest. I admit, these were the most tactile breasts I had ever touched! Before I knew it, we were covered in shower gel. H applied foam to my face, saying she wanted to turn me into Santa Claus. I stubbornly resisted, dodging her touch. We frolicked and played in that small space, when suddenly the woman hugged me from behind. I felt two firm, soft mounds slide down my back, along my waist, hips, and legs, moving back and forth. Like a martial arts master rendered powerless by pressure point manipulation, I stood there motionless, yet uttered pleasurable moans. The woman turned me around, her body thoroughly exploring every inch of my flesh. I felt my body swell again, my penis, like an angry bird, leaping and thrashing in the darkness. Without any strategy, I lifted one of the woman's legs, and my penis shot towards her entrance like an arrow. I knew, the bird had returned to its nest! (To be continued)

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