Lonely Hookup Diary

In 2013, I was young and looking for opportunities to vent. Loneliness always crept in at night, especially on weekends. A computer, an internet connection, a roll of toilet paper, and a lazy morning were my norm. Desperate times call for desperate measures, so I began my online womanizing journey. Although I missed the boom of the first decade of the century, I still had some success. I wrote two articles about it before (but they're no longer under my current topic, I don't know why). Today's story is similar, just with different details.

I searched for women online on QQ by age and location, added one, and her photo was quite attractive. Let's call her C. She was a self-employed woman in her thirties, selling things like lamps. At first, we mostly complimented her beauty and charm, chatting casually. But as time went on, the conversation gradually shifted in that direction. Her husband often went to deliver or buy goods, and after a long marriage, he was no longer with her. When I started using slightly more sensitive words, she pretended to be uncomfortable, but I could sense her inner turmoil. After getting her phone number, things sped up. From telling dirty jokes to sending pictures and flirting via voice messages, I figured I made her aroused every time.

Then came the actual action. I took a few days off to visit her shop. To be honest, she looked quite different in person than in the photos, but since I was already there, I figured I had to leave, right? The first time I went, her husband was in the shop. I pretended to be asking about lighting prices for renovations, stayed a little while, and then went to a nearby hotel. As soon as her husband left, she messaged me. So I went back to her shop, and while we were chatting, I took advantage of her sitting down to rub against her. She said she hated it, but her expression showed she enjoyed it. But

since the shop faced the street, it wasn't convenient, and it wouldn't be good if someone saw us. After a while, she got up and opened a small back door, and I followed closely behind. It turned out the back was a storage room with some cooking utensils. As soon as the door closed, I hugged her from behind, my hands starting to knead her not-so-large breasts, already pressing against her cleavage. Her token resistance was futile, and soon she turned back for a kiss. Quick as a flash, I pulled down her pants, my middle finger digging in, and she was already overflowing with fluids. Then I pulled down my own sweatpants, my penis erect, and, pressing down on her back, thrust straight in. A muffled groan further fueled my charge.

However, I hadn't completely lost my senses at the crucial moment; this couldn't last too long, or the consequences of being caught red-handed would be unimaginable. Besides, my penis wasn't as strong as the pros on the forum, and I ejaculated inside her in a few minutes.

After quickly cleaning up, we both filed out, our faces flushed. This woman was incredibly strong; I hadn't expected it. Because of the distance, we only saw each other once more. That time, at her suggestion, we went to a secluded spot in the park for some casual sex—but that's another story. Being so far apart, we gradually lost contact. Eventually, I barely used QQ anymore, changed my phone number, and lost touch completely. Thinking back on it late at night is still quite exciting.

[The End]

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