Lonely Heart

In
July, Taipei was sweltering in the 30-degree Celsius afternoon heat, and I was sweating profusely.
If it weren't for Rachel's inexplicable phone call that morning, I'd probably be comfortably nestled at home,
enjoying the air conditioning, iced tea, and watching a great cable TV program. It was truly… Rachel's
mature and sexy voice came through the intercom, and then she opened the door for me. Her building was located in a high-end residential area in Neihu.
The entire exterior and common areas were clearly designed by a renowned architect—luxurious yet tasteful, very impressive.
She lived on the top fourteenth floor, a duplex with living space and views
that most city dwellers could only dream of. Stepping out of the elevator, I saw her door was ajar;
I casually closed the iron and wooden doors behind her, but couldn't see her in the living room. "Steve, have a seat, I'll be right down." Her voice was a little breathless; she
was probably doing aerobics in the gym upstairs again. Actually, her figure is already the best I've ever seen.
I really don't understand why she spends so much time doing all sorts of exercises.
Maybe that's why she has such a perfect figure! I walked to the piano in the living room and started playing casually.
After finishing Richard's Nostalgia, applause came from the stairs behind me. "You played so well, but the ending
seems a little strange..." Rachel, dressed in a leotard, slowly walked down the stairs. Her long hair was tied up,
revealing a section of her pink neck. Her forehead was slightly sweaty, and she gently wiped it with a towel wrapped around her neck. Looking at her curvaceous figure,
I couldn't help but swallow. "Really?! Play it for me!" She smiled and nodded, sitting down next to me.
I've known her for so long, and this is the first time I've sat so close to her. I could feel the faint fragrance emanating from her,
and the warmth from her exercise, which almost melted me. Her slender fingers danced across the keys.
"This triplet here shouldn't be emphasized," "Just let it go..." she said earnestly, looking at me seriously. I smiled and nodded: "Yes,
you're right, I'll definitely improve in the future." "Don't be so serious, okay?! What would you like to drink?" "Do you have Coke?"
"Sure, I'll be right back." She's two years older than me, so calling her "big sister" isn't a bad thing at all.
Watching her walk into the kitchen, what a masterpiece of God!! A standard modern woman's figure, slender but not too thin,
with well-proportioned curves, especially the low-cut leotard she was wearing today, her cleavage was faintly visible, oh my god!!
I felt like I was about to explode. "Sit down, I'll go change my clothes." She brought two glasses of Coke to the coffee table in the living room and
said to me with a smile. I sat down on the sofa and watched her slowly walk upstairs again. The biggest difference between women and girls is that
women's movements are always slow, exuding a unique elegance, while little girls are always bouncing around, as if they can't sit
still. I took a sip of Coke and suddenly thought of... This was the opportunity I'd been waiting for! I pulled
a small medicine bottle from my pocket, dripped five drops of liquid into her cup, and swirled it slightly. There was absolutely no
trace of tampering. I'd bought this medicine from a classified ad in the newspaper; I'd never tried it before, and I wondered if
it really worked in three minutes as the ads claimed. She changed into a loose-fitting t-shirt and
sat down opposite me. Women with good figures look good in anything; her breasts, peeking out from under the thin fabric,
were undeniably sexy. "Busy lately? Haven't been in touch for a while,"
she said, letting her hair down. "Not bad, just got back from America a few days ago." "I think you should just become an American; you're
always going to America," she said with a laugh. "I can't help it; clients always insist on talking to me, otherwise I'd get really tired of it."
"A friend of mine owns a trading company and really needs someone like you. Are you interested?" "Oh, I see. This
is the real topic today. The company treats me well, and the work is quite fulfilling. I don't plan to switch jobs right now.
But every opportunity has an opportunity, so let's talk about it." "Sure! Let's talk about it! Even if I don't work out,
I might be able to recommend someone." "Great! I'll schedule a time with them tomorrow, can you talk in person?" "Sure,
thank you." She picked up her Coke and took a big gulp. "No problem. I was worried you wouldn't even want to talk!"
She took another sip, seemingly unaware of anything unusual. How long will it take for it to take effect? I wondered to myself.
"What problems could there be if you were to handle it?" I said with a smile. She smiled sweetly, then suddenly frowned: "Strange, I feel a little dizzy.
Is it from overexertion?" She slowly leaned back in her chair. It's working! I carefully observed her expression: "What's wrong?
Are you alright?" "It's okay, I'll probably be fine after a rest." "Let me help you to rest. Are you really alright?" "Really.
I'm sorry... " "Thank you for your help." I gently helped her up, touching her body for the first time! It felt so good. Reaching the stairs,
I found she could barely stand, her entire weight leaning on me. I softly called, "Rachel! Rachel!"
There was no answer. I simply picked her up and carried her upstairs to her bedroom, gently placing her on her bed.
Although she lived alone, her attention to quality of life was evident in everything, even her bed was oversized.
Seeing her languid and weak appearance, her brow slightly furrowed, I began to disarm her. I removed her bodysuit,
revealing her snow-white body clad only in a bra and panties, her rounded thighs, her flat stomach, and her
pristine white underwear. My penis was already hard as an iron rod. I gently turned her over, unhooked her bra,
then gently turned her back over again, and pulled down her panties. She was completely naked. Absolutely flawless!
A figure as perfectly proportioned as a statue... Bright red nipples stood erect on her rounded breasts, not enormous,
but just the right size; a tuft of pubic hair nestled between her legs, densely covering her private parts.
I spread her legs as wide as possible, revealing her most alluring vulva without reservation; her labia were quite thick and
very sexy, and gently parting them revealed her vaginal opening. Her entire genital area was a pinkish hue, and I couldn't help but wonder,
was she still a virgin? Anyway, I'd find out once I tried. I quickly stripped off my clothes and gently climbed onto her.
I started kissing her nipples, rubbing them with one hand and sucking on them with the other, then licking down her neck to her lower abdomen.
Her breathing quickened slightly, and she occasionally let out soft moans. I continued, teasing her clitoris with the tip of my tongue.
After a few teasing strokes, her body swayed slightly with the rhythm of my movements, and her vagina began to flow with lustful fluid.
Her clitoris slowly became more prominent. Seeing that the time was right, I pressed myself against her, grasped my penis,
and rubbed the head of my penis up and down against her vulva. Her movements became more vigorous, and her moans grew louder.
Her almond-shaped eyes seemed to open slightly, but she still didn't seem fully awake. I couldn't hold back any longer. I aimed at her vagina and
gently inserted my penis. Slowly, I pushed it all the way in without encountering any resistance.
I lay on top of her, panting with excitement. Her warm vagina held my penis tightly,
a wonderful feeling. I quietly savored this most pleasurable sensation in the world. "Mmm...ste...steve...steve..."
Her senses slowly returned, but she showed no resistance whatsoever. I gently kissed her: "Rachel,
are you comfortable?" "steve...so...comfortable...so...comfortable..." I couldn't hold back any longer, and began with my usual gentle thrusts;
after a few, I thrust deeply once more, and she couldn't help but twist her slender waist like a snake, matching my movements.
After a few minutes of thrusting, she let out a nasal murmur: "Ah...mmm...steve...steve..."
Accompanied by the "plop..." sound from our point of contact, her moans were so captivating that
I couldn't help but climax. "Ah...Rachel..." I ejaculated profusely, shooting deep into her womb. She slowly opened her eyes,
looking at me still lying on top of her; just as I was about to speak to her, she suddenly brought her burning lips to mine.
I froze for a moment, looking at her slightly closed eyes, and then met her lips... Enjoying her passion.
Our tongues swirled restlessly in our mouths, finally separating after a long while, both of us panting. I slowly withdrew my penis and
lay down beside her; she was still immersed in the afterglow of the pleasure we had just shared. Gradually, she regained her senses, opened her eyes,
and whispered to me, "Steve, you…." "Rachel, I just couldn't resist… you're so attractive."
She slowly closed her eyes and sighed softly, "I'm so sleepy, will you lie down with me for a bit?" I pulled her into my arms,
gently kissing her forehead and cheeks, and her hands naturally wrapped around me. Her breathing quickened again, and
my lips found hers, passionately kissing her; her lips were so hot, I knew she was ready for the second round.
This time she was fully awake, and I wanted to give her a perfect pleasure; my hands began to attack her breasts,
gently kneading her nipples, while my other hand traced down her lower abdomen to her genitals, finding her clitoris with my index finger and
slowly stimulating her most sensitive spot. She began to moan softly, her body trembling involuntarily.
My fingers felt warm, lustful fluid flowing out again; I simply inserted my index and middle fingers into her vagina. She let out a soft moan,
hugging me tightly, and gently guided her hand to my penis, wanting her to move as well. She grasped my penis and gently stroked it up and down. My penis, stimulated by her touch
, quickly became erect again, ready to give her a good time. I got up and pressed myself against her, rubbing the head of my penis against the inside of her thighs, gently touching her labia. Her moans grew louder, especially when I touched her genitals, which were clearly very stimulating; she suddenly hugged me tightly, calling my name: "Steve..." I knew she needed it, but I also knew that teasing her a little more would satisfy her even more. I placed my penis flat on her vulva. I kissed her passionately, teasing her with my tongue; her body was burning, her tongue gently swirling in response to my movements, her body writhing restlessly. I whispered to her, "Take me in..." She gently grasped my glans with her hand, guiding it to her vaginal opening, slowly pushing it into her fleshy hole; I felt my glans and the base of my penis being tightly held by her warm, moist vaginal walls. She sighed contentedly, and I decided to change tactics, to completely conquer her in a short time; I pulled my penis out until only the glans remained inside, then thrust it in all at once, this method being called "brute force," I began to thrust forcefully, each time all the way in, she was practically going crazy, her beautiful hair scattered across her face from the violent shaking, her hands crumpling the sheets into a mess, with each thrust she let out a soft cry: "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Her melodious cries made me unable to hold back my ejaculation; I quickly covered her mouth with mine to stop her from making a sound, but she still couldn't help making rhythmic sounds: "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Her lower body arched slightly in rhythm, making me feel incredibly good; seeing her so immersed in desire, I thrust in and out forcefully about ten more times, finally about to ejaculate. "Ah...Steve...ah...I...I can't take it anymore..." A tingling, intense pleasure shot through my lower abdomen, and hot semen shot into her body. She was unable to move, her forehead and body were covered in a light sweat, her genitals were wet, her vaginal fluid mixed with some of the semen, creating a beautiful scene. I got up and took some tissues from the bedside table to gently wipe her body. She opened her eyes, looked at me affectionately, and gently took my hand: "Steve, I'm so tired...can you hold me?" I gently held her; I knew I had won her heart.

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