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I fell in love with her after just one date.

The touch of her penis reminded me of that day's passionate lovemaking, the ecstasy I felt. That real, pleasurable fucking wasn't a dream. Yet, it all felt like a beautiful dream. Every time I think about it, I hide away, sometimes alone, sometimes grinning like an idiot. I always relive every pleasurable and passionate detail of that night. My other phone often plays the currently popular song "Chengdu." My heart is always in turmoil, unable to find peace. A certain thought is spreading in my mind.

I remember that night, thinking about that passion, she was a woman from Hubei. They say there are nine birds in the sky, and Hubei people on the ground. If she hadn't suggested meeting, I wouldn't have even considered taking the initiative to have anything happen between us. We met online through WeChat's "People Nearby" feature. After many days of communication and joking around, we became familiar and suggested meeting. Before meeting, I had seen her photos; she resembled Xiong Qingchun, the second female lead in the TV series "The Hunting Ground" starring Hu Ge. Let's call her Qingqing for now! We

first met in the square outside a shopping mall near us, at night. The square was filled with the music of dance performances. The square was bustling with people. Every day, a large group of regulars would leisurely and happily dance to the most dazzling ethnic style. This kind of meeting felt neither awkward nor frightening, and there was no burden. After all, it was about moving from the virtual world into reality. For a girl, this kind of setting would make her feel safe and secure. The prior online acquaintance meant that I noticed her from afar when we met. She wore a semi-transparent milky-white, almost pinkish-white top, light-colored ripped jeans that weren't particularly tight, and a pair of multi-colored New Balance sneakers. Her slender figure exuded youthful energy. She stood out from the crowd from a distance. If she hadn't mentioned that her child was five years old, I wouldn't have believed she was married with a child and several years older than me.

Seeing her walking slowly towards me, I went to greet her. "Hi, is this Qingqing?" After a few polite greetings, we chatted like old friends. There was no awkwardness, no discomfort. In fact, she followed me with an unspoken understanding, and we went together to the hotel upstairs in the shopping mall. After checking in and getting the room key, she shyly lowered her head and followed me as usual into the elevator. We didn't say a word in the elevator. Clearly, the previous familiarity was gone. I think silence speaks louder than words.

We arrived at the hotel room. The room was nice. There was a fairly large sofa, a coffee table in front of it, and a large bed next to it. Simple and clean. She went straight to the sofa and sat down, playing on her phone. I could tell she was a little nervous and shy. I also felt hot and uncomfortable. I found the air conditioner remote and turned it on. Then I sat down next to her. I looked at her intently without saying a word. She pretended to be calm and continued playing on her phone. I moved closer to her. I leaned in and kissed her. My sudden kiss made her slowly put down her phone, no longer nervous and uneasy. I asked her to sit on my lap, and without waiting for her reply, I pulled her up. Then I had her straddle me. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her passionately. She said I was a good kisser, that I made her feel intoxicated and her body was burning. After kissing for a while, I carried her to the bed, pressed myself against her, and took off her clothes. Since we had both showered at home before meeting, we were completely uninhibited and everything happened naturally. Neither of us wanted to stop this burning desire. We completely relaxed and gave ourselves to each other. Sometimes we were wild and fierce, sometimes gentle and considerate. As a man, I took the lead in this collision of soul and body. When the time was right, I probed her secret place with my fingers, inside her vagina. I didn't pull off her panties, but rather pulled them open from the crotch. My fingers gently probed; it was warm and wet, clearly she was already quite wet. Afraid of offending her, I only gently stroked and rubbed her for a moment. I parted her labia and found her clitoris, teasing it until it hardened and enlarged with my caresses. Qingqing moved her beautiful body, moaning and groaning. "Mmm, I want it." I teased her playfully, making her beg me. She threw a cotton ball at me, closed her eyes, shook her head, and called me a bad guy. I persisted, breathing into her ear and giving her light kisses on her ear and neck, continuing to make her beg me. Unable to resist my teasing and the heat in her body, she surrendered and begged me to come in quickly. I continued teasing, saying, "Why go in?" She became even more aroused, saying, "Come in and fuck me." I said, "Fuck you what?" She instinctively said, "Come in and fuck my pussy, quick, quick, fuck my horny pussy." Then I didn't want to continue teasing and tormenting her. Because at this moment, my penis was as hard as steel. I quickly knelt up, swiftly pulled off her panties, grabbed a condom, put it on, and, holding her legs at a 90-degree angle with one hand, guided my rock-hard penis into her already wet vagina. I maintained this position the entire time, without any restraint or control, thrusting rapidly and mercilessly for less than three minutes. I ejaculated. It seemed too fast; how could I ejaculate so quickly? Was I impotent? A thousand thoughts raced through my mind, revealing a hint of disappointment and frustration. She probably noticed my subtle shift in mood. She pulled me down, making me lie on top of her, patting my lower back, and kissing my cheek. She said it felt great. Honestly, I felt like I was in love at that moment; she was very understanding, considerate, and attentive to others' feelings. My mind was racing. We lingered there tenderly for a few moments. Then we went to clean up. At that moment, I felt incredibly grateful for God's blessing. It allowed me to meet such a beautiful and considerate girl. We did it a few more times afterward, and it was much better than the first time. It felt so natural, so comfortable, so natural. But the brief one-night stand always had to end with the daytime farewell. We both had to go to work.

So these past few days I've felt very lonely, genuinely empty. My heart is pounding like ice in this sweltering heat. I keep thinking about her, reliving every beautiful detail of our time together. It always makes me lose myself in thought. I always find myself grinning like an idiot. I think there's something wrong with my thinking. Have I really fallen for her? Qingqing, are you like this too? Do you feel this way too? I really want to meet you again. Is that okay?

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