[Modern Emotions] Warmth in Loneliness

An endless, cold night. Light streamed through the thick glass, casting a hazy, ambiguous glow in the dark room.

She said, "Turn on the light. I want you to look at me properly."

I did as she said and turned on the chandelier. The room was instantly bathed in a warm, pinkish glow. I saw her face, like a peach blossom, blooming in the March of Jiangnan. Her curly hair, like ocean waves, shone with a pale red hue under the light.

"I want you to remember me forever,"

I said in my heart. I will. How could I forget this woman? From summer to winter, and from winter to summer, the cycle repeats. The climate and seasons of this planet are so regular, its surface covered with entirely different textures of land, and entirely different lives growing within them. I am in it all, caught in this cycle, and have long forgotten how to forget her.

"We love each other, right? I love you, you know that, right? I know you love me." "Yes, I know everything. I love you." "Then let's make love. Don't worry about anything else. I just want to make love with you right now." "Okay, let's make love. Take off your panties quickly, let me see your pussy." "Ah...you rascal. But I love it when you say that, I love it when you talk like that." "Yeah, I know, then quickly spread your legs a little wider, I want you to let me see your pussy properly." "Ah...you idiot, I'm so itchy." "Pig. I love it when your pussy is itchy. Is it wet?"

"Yeah, it's wet." "It

's very wet. "

"It's a big wet patch."

"Ah--then let me touch you."

"Yeah, quick, I want you to touch me."

Her eyes were glazed over, and I gently stroked her back. I knew that she was already very wet down there, her panties were overflowing.

I gently unbuckled her belt and unzipped her pants. She was wearing simple jeans, a dark color, as deep as the ocean, with a slightly soft texture. I reached between her legs and gently caressed her through her pants.

She hugged me tightly. I heard her heavy breathing and moans coming from her nose. "Ah—you idiot, I love it when you touch my pussy." "And what else do you like?"

"Ah…I also like your cock."

My cock was already rock hard. Struggling inside my underwear, like a suppressed dragon yearning for the boundless sky. I said, "My cock really wants your pussy." "Ah—" Her body trembled, and suddenly her hand slid down my lower abdomen and slipped inside my underwear. The belt was digging into my waist, causing some pain. She touched my hard cock and gripped it tightly. I felt the warmth of her palm. She grasped my penis, awkwardly manipulating it inside my underwear, and said, "Quick, take your pants off." I teased her, "I'm too lazy to take them off."

"Ah—no. Then I'll take them off for you."

She quickly unbuckled my belt and ripped off my pants. My penis was already bulging high in my underwear. She seemed infinitely happy, sticking out her tongue and licking it through my underwear. Then she quickly pulled my underwear down, finally allowing my dragon to see the light of day again. The rosy glans stood proudly out from the thick pubic hair. She gently held my penis.

"Your penis is so big and long, you idiot, I love it."

"So you like my penis?"

"Yes, I only like your penis. I only like your penis."

I suddenly felt a warmth in my heart, a sense of satisfaction that filled the whole world. This woman was so close to me.

I felt completely exposed in front of her, not only my body, but also my entire heart.

She slowly took my penis into her mouth. I felt her tongue, so warm, so soft, with endless tenderness. It lingered and lingered on my glans. I lifted her seaweed-like long hair, seeing her eyebrows, her eyelids. She looked up at me, as if with boundless expectation. A pang of pain shot through me; this fox-like woman was not my woman.

I watched my penis slowly move in and out of her mouth. She held it tightly with her lips, slowly swallowing and releasing.

She swallowed deeply, and I felt the head of my penis reach her throat. I remembered telling her I wanted to put my penis down her throat.

"Sister, my penis is in your throat."

She couldn't speak, my large penis still in her mouth. She just looked up at me, and I saw the tenderness and expectation in her eyes. I felt boundless warmth.

She gently released my penis, saying, "Silly boy, I want you to cum in my mouth, okay?" "Mmm, okay." She seemed to experience boundless pleasure, taking my penis in her hand and stroking it vigorously. Her hands were soft. Her fingers were long, slender, and smooth. I felt a tingling sensation, and knew I was about to ejaculate. I couldn't help but groan.

She seemed even more satisfied, looking at me with boundless anticipation. I knew my expression was lewd. She said, "Silly boy, I love seeing your satisfied expression. I love making you feel so good." Her right hand kept stroking my penis, while her left hand gently caressed my testicles. I felt the tingling sensation on my glans growing stronger and stronger, and quickly said to her, "Sister, I feel so good, I'm going to ejaculate..." She seemed infinitely joyful, with great satisfaction and desire, and said, "Ah--silly boy, hurry, hurry up and ejaculate, ejaculate in my mouth." I finally couldn't hold back anymore. My penis trembled violently in her palm, and spurts of semen shot out, hitting her open mouth, splashing semen all over her lips and face.

Her hand continued to hold and stroke my penis until it slowly softened, and then she slowly sucked on it with her mouth.

She said, "Silly boy, do you like it?"

"Mmm, I like it so much."

I saw that she also looked extremely satisfied and accomplished. I said, "Quick, let me touch your pussy." She seemed to be greatly stimulated and let out a loud "Ah--". I immediately put my hand inside her panties, and felt that it was already a vast expanse inside, the front and bottom of the panties were completely wet. I said, "Spread your legs, let me see if your pants are wet." Her jeans were already soaked, the fabric was soaked through, and the color was dark black.

I pulled down her jeans. I saw that her pure black lace panties were completely wet. I pressed my palm against her vulva and gently rubbed it. She let out heavy breathing.

"Sis, you're so wet..."

"Yeah... just thinking about you fucking me makes my pussy wet." "Let me take off your panties and let me see your pussy, okay?" "Ah--okay. Silly boy, I want you to see my pussy, my pussy is for you to see." I pulled down her soaked panties. I saw a dense thicket of pubic hair. The abundant, neatly trimmed pubic hair stretched downwards, exuding endless mystery and allure. I gently touched her clitoris, feeling her tremble slightly, and she involuntarily let out a soft "Ah."

"Sister, spread your legs a little wider, let me see your pussy properly." "Okay, sure." She obediently spread her thighs wide. I gently lifted her thighs, exposing the most mysterious area between her legs to me. This woman was so completely unashamed of herself. When I saw the fluid flowing from her vagina down her skin to her anus and onto the bed, I felt that this wasn't just her love for me, but that she had become a part of me. This transcended all emotions and relationships. Between us, there was no love to explain, no trust to rely on; everything was superfluous. We were one.

Her pubic hair was thick, extending all the way to her anus, but it was very neat, as if carefully combed.

I gently lay down between her legs and said, "Sister, do you want me to lick your pussy?" She closed her eyes tightly, letting out a wanton moan, and mumbled, "Silly boy... I love it when you lick my pussy... I want you to lick my pussy properly..." This woman in my heart was as mysterious as a fairy, as gentle as an older sister, yet so romantic and wanton. How could I not willingly give my life for her? How could I not let her experience the pleasure a woman deserves?

I extended my tongue and gently licked her clitoris. Her whole body trembled violently, and she let out a loud "Ah--". I held her legs, lay on her pussy, and licked her clitoris and labia vigorously with my tongue. More and more fluid flowed out, into my mouth, and I tasted a faint saltiness.

"Sister, I love your pussy so much..." I couldn't help but say.

"Ah--silly boy, my pussy was made for you."

I felt her breathing becoming more and more rapid. It seemed like something was about to burst forth. Sure enough, a moment later she cried out, "Idiot—I can't take it anymore, I'm coming… Ah—Idiot, I'm coming—" I hurriedly inserted my finger into her vagina. Her reaction was unusually intense. I felt her vagina contract strongly, tightly gripping my finger. She let out a loud moan. "Ah—ah—Idiot, idiot, I'm coming—I'm coming—ah—" I felt an intense orgasm, a boundless sense of satisfaction welling up inside me, as if I were the one who had orgasmed. Watching the clear, viscous fluid gushing from her vagina filled my heart.

Her orgasm subsided very slowly; after the violent trembling stopped, she still let out satisfied moans.

"Ah—you idiot, you're making me feel so good—ah—it's so itchy—" I said, "Do you want me to put my cock in?" "Yes—"

"Then I'll put it in hard."

"Ah—"

I sat up, spread her legs, and saw her pink labia, incredibly beautiful, her clitoris small and cute. A pang of pain shot through me, and I couldn't help but ask, "How does your husband fuck you?" She seemed to sense my sadness. Her voice lowered. "He's right on top of me." I aimed my already hard cock at her vaginal opening and thrust it all the way in, saying, "Is it like this?" "Ah—" she screamed, "Idiot, I love it when you fuck me." I felt a warm sensation. Her vagina was very smooth and soft, tightly enveloping my cock. As I thrust in, the head of my penis felt the pleasure of breaking through, waves of tingling sensation flowing from the tip of my cock throughout my body.

I said, "Sis, your pussy is so tight."

"Ah—you idiot, my pussy is made for you to fuck."

My heart was suddenly completely satisfied. I didn't want to dwell on who her husband was. This woman, like me, had long since blurred the lines between soul and body. When I entered her body, I had no more expectations. I just wanted to make love with her, to thrust my cock hard into her pussy, to fuck her pussy wildly. She felt the speed of my cock, and the water in her vagina overflowed even more, the continuous flow of my cock splashing onto the sheets.

I made her stand up, spread her legs on the bed, and watched my cock thrust in and out of her vagina. I told her I saw my cock going in and out of her vagina. Her face was full of infinite tenderness, yet also with a lewd satisfaction and endless desire. This woman who drives people crazy.

I lifted her shirt and saw a black lace bra. I said, "Sis, take your breasts out." "Ah—okay." She obediently pulled off the bra, letting her breasts jump out. Not very big, but full, with small, rosy nipples. They were so lovely they made my heart ache.

"Touch your breasts."

"Mmm...okay..."

She began to slowly massage her own breasts. Watching her hands vigorously knead her breasts, I felt a surge of heat. My penis was tingling, and I was about to ejaculate.

I thrust into her a few times hard. She felt my frenzied strength, and her moans grew louder. I said, "Sis, your pussy is so amazing, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to ejaculate." Hearing me say "ejaculate," she trembled. She was always very sensitive to my ejaculation; it seemed my ejaculation was her breaking point. She said, "Idiot, just ejaculate already, I want you to ejaculate inside me." "Ah—okay, sis. I'll fill your pussy to the brim." "Ah—"

she let out a loud cry. I felt her pussy begin to contract forcefully.

"Idiot--ah--I can't take it anymore, it's coming--I'm coming--" "Sis, come on. Let's do it together, let me shoot all my sperm onto your pussy." "Ah--idiot, idiot--I'm coming, I'm coming--" I felt her pussy contracting in waves, powerfully gripping my penis, a gush of hot liquid erupting instantly, my glans finally bursting under her dousing.

"Ah--Sis. I feel so good--I ejaculated--I ejaculated--" "Ah--idiot--ah--ah--" I felt her vagina contracting endlessly, gripping my penis with immense force. I thrust in hard, letting gushes of sperm shoot out fiercely. Finally, she slowly calmed down, her vagina beginning to relax.

"Ah...idiot, it feels so good."

I felt sorry for this woman. This woman who could only climax under me.

I lay down, facing her. The blush on her face was like peach blossoms in March. I gently kissed her eyebrows, kissed her eyes. A tear clung to the corner of her eye.

"Silly boy, only you make me feel this comfortable."

"Yes, I know."

"Won't we separate?"

"Never."

"But I know you'll forget me."

My heart began to ache.

She said, "We love each other, don't we? I love you, you know that, right? I know you love me." I knew she was trying to comfort herself. Because she was a woman. She wouldn't believe I loved her as much as she loved me.

As she left, she took one of my underwear. It was stained with my semen and the fluid from her vagina. I saw her tears, but she smiled and said to me, "Silly boy, take good care of yourself." "Please never forget me." (Word count: 9418)

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