A smoky and chaotic life

Last night, my husband made me feel really irritable. Ugh! I have no idea what he's thinking. I've been feeling groggy at work all day; I don't know if I didn't sleep well last night or what.

And today happens to be the payment due date, so I'm going crazy. I couldn't finish my work by the end of the day, so I had to call my husband and ask him to make me something to eat, saying I had to work overtime. I

often have to work overtime like this, and I don't even know when I'll finish, but today I felt especially frustrated and suffocated.

Xiao Li seemed perfectly fine all day; I thought he was okay. It would be embarrassing if he noticed. Luckily, Xiao Li stayed to help. This part of the payment wasn't really her responsibility; it was just that I was distracted all day, otherwise, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

I left the company a little after 7:00. It rains almost all month in Taipei in June.

I walked to the convenience store next door to buy a can of coffee; I didn't have any appetite anyway. Just as I opened the freezer to get the coffee, a clumsy person suddenly turned around and bumped into my shoulder. I was about to yell at them, but they apologized first. He was probably a kid around twenty! I figured it was nothing, and he was very polite, so I ignored him and walked away.

Holding my coffee, I planned to drink it while waiting for the bus, haha! Just then, this guy rode out of the next alley on a scooter, and the light turned red. He saw me, looked embarrassed, and apologized again. He looked at the bus stop sign and said, "Do you live in Zhonghe?" He continued, "The rain just stopped, want a ride? I'm free, and I don't live far." Normally I would find this strange, but at that moment I didn't think much of it; he was just a polite kid! He

seemed very honest.

I got on the scooter, and after riding for a short while, I screamed, "I dropped my coffee! Ouch!" He quickly stopped, kept apologizing, got off, and turned back to pick up the coffee, just as a truck came by… He stood by the roadside, staring blankly at the corpse of the coffee can… looking helpless. I suddenly wanted to laugh. I knew it was impolite, but I just couldn't help it. Finally, I burst out laughing, laughing so hard I squatted down by the roadside, tears streaming down my face.

He laughed at my outburst, but it was a gentle laugh.

Suddenly, a feeling rose within me, that damn feeling. I couldn't even bring myself to say I wanted to take a taxi or bus now, damn it.

I carefully kept my distance from him on the way, but riding the motorcycle, I inevitably had to hold onto his waist, and the feeling started to intensify, my thighs began to burn.

He suddenly turned around and said to me, "Do you usually come home this late?"

"Oh! Sometimes I have to work overtime until 11 or 12! Today's a good day, it's not even 8 yet." As soon as I said it, I regretted it. Did that sound like an invitation? I was already trying to resist that feeling, and now it was all over.

He turned to say something, but I couldn't hear him because of the wind, so I leaned in to meet him.

My left breast touched his arm, and I let out a soft moan. It was an indescribable feeling, a bit like... the pleasure of caressing.

Silence fell. I thought he must have felt my body. This thought made me even weaker, like I was about to fall off the motorcycle. I hugged him tighter, and I moved closer.

It started as a slight approach, perhaps just an imagined approach.

Gradually, he rode faster and faster, and I began to lean completely against his back. The motorcycle vibrated, and the friction against his back brought waves of pleasure. At that moment, all I could think was, "May it never stop!"

He stopped in front of a hotel, but didn't turn off the engine, and looked back at me.

I didn't dare to look up or speak; my mind was completely blank.

After parking, he took my hand and led me inside. I was trembling, but I didn't resist.

Was she hinting at something? I felt her grip tighten. I just touched her breasts—wow! They were really perky. This woman must be around thirty! I could feel my penis throbbing; she was really attractive. I thought I should ride faster. It

was so uncomfortable with her holding me; I could feel her breasts rubbing against my back. I even had to adjust my posture occasionally, otherwise my penis would suffer. I wondered if this woman was married; I wondered if something would happen! Thinking of Xiaoyu made my penis feel even worse, but Xiaoyu's clinginess that time had scared me. Women always assume you're in love with them, then they wait for you to give them a dowry, oh my god.

This woman is so sensitive, she knows how to enjoy herself. If Xiaoyu were like her, I wouldn't be so annoyed! Every time I try, she can't get me, ha! I haven't even really been with this woman yet, and

she's already this wet. Her hands are so skillful, they feel so good, I hope I don't ejaculate too quickly. What's this? I didn't force you, wait until the hotel receptionist thinks I'm you! I was just enjoying this, and my hands are still wet. Go to hell!

Please don't cry, okay? My God!

I felt my clothes slowly leaving my body, very slowly. I felt him kissing me, a very gentle kiss, like a feather.

I lay quietly on the bed watching him take off his clothes, this is only the second man's organ I've ever seen in my life. I should feel ashamed, but I'm starting to get more and more excited, the pleasure is spreading throughout my body.

He's kissing my clitoris, kissing me. His tongue is getting faster and faster, oh my god! My whole body is starting to convulse, I think I'm going to cry.

He stopped. He turned around and smiled at me, his hands resting on my breasts. My body was still trembling, trembling uncontrollably, and I wished I could stop shaking.

He took my hands and asked me to guide him. His penis throbbed in my hands, a kind of power, a man's power. I felt my wetness, a constant flow of water, and I wanted him to penetrate me so badly. I grabbed his penis and rubbed it up and down against my vulva; it felt so good, I felt like I was dying.

This thing was completely different from my husband's, my husband… I'm dying… What am I doing? I

pushed him away with difficulty and sobbed as I put my clothes back on. He sat blankly on the bed and asked what was wrong. I rushed out of the hotel without looking back.

In the taxi, I composed myself, thinking that I shouldn't let my husband find out anything when I got home.

The wetness between my legs was still there; I could still feel that person touching me, and my hands were guiding him inside. My mind was so confused that I couldn't even remember if he had actually penetrated me. But I knew I wanted him to come in, to come in and thrust into me hard, to ejaculate inside me.

[The End]

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