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【Yueyue】(08)【Author: Demon(w1985jc)】 

Author: demon (w1985jc)
Word Count: 4047


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Chapter 8

On the evening of November 17th, this was the last night in Beijing during that period (
I went back in the spring of 2010). Wang Wei and Xu Degang worked at Lianjia Real Estate. Their normal quitting time was 9:30 PM, but if
they lingered at the company a little, they wouldn't get back until 11 PM. That night, there were quite a few people. We ate spicy hot pot and drank beer together. I was a little
sad and told Wang Wei about Yueyue and me. He offered rational advice from an outsider's perspective, which made me
feel much better. After the party, we went back to sleep. Degang and I shared a room, and it was already midnight.

I guess I really am a lazy person. The next day, I didn't wake up until after 10:30 AM. I checked my phone and saw a missed
call and a text message saying, "Where do you live? If you don't answer, I'm going back." I panicked and quickly called back,
then got dressed and rushed to Jishuitan subway station. After getting off the 635 bus and crossing the street, I saw my gentle and
beautiful woman at the northeast exit. She was wearing a warm-colored down jacket, her smile as warm as a little sun, her eyes bright.
Looking only at her expression, you would never guess she was an unhappy woman in her marriage. She was talking to a young
man ; the man was expressionless, while she was smiling. Two feelings surged within me: happiness and jealousy. I didn't
clench my fist, but my nerves tightened as I walked over, my gaze shifting between firmness and tenderness. After looking at the young man, I looked at
Yueyue , said nothing, took her hand, and walked away, leaving the young man standing there, dumbfounded, not yet
understanding what was happening. Holding Yueyue's hand, my jealousy slowly dissipated. I lowered my head and gently asked her,
"Who was that?" Yueyue's tone was full of tenderness: "I didn't know how to get there, so I asked him for directions."
Oh, so she was the one asking him for directions. But her smile was so sweet and beautiful; was it really necessary to smile so
happily ? Well, perhaps it was because she was thinking of me? Haha. We got into a taxi parked on the side of the road.
I held her wrist, and we remained silent the whole way.

When we arrived at the main road outside my place, I bought two bottles of water. This run-down place is a gathering place for
migrant workers from all over the country. The ground was muddy and rugged after the snow melted, and the walk was exhausting. It took me
ten minutes to get from the taxi to my place. It was almost 11:30. I hadn't eaten since I got up, and I didn't want to eat. I wanted to eat her.

After we got inside, she went to the bathroom. Somehow, she started talking about her pregnancy and abortion years ago. Her voice was slightly
sad as she said, "Ten years (nine years)." Back inside, I turned on the light, found the thermos, and went outside to fill it with water. While I was filling the water,
I went back to the room. Yueyue was standing by the bed near the door. I didn't close the door; I just turned off the light and hugged her,
starting to kiss her. She tilted her head back in ecstasy, our tongues intertwining. I slipped one hand inside her clothes to caress her smooth back,
and the other hand into her pants to touch her full buttocks. Every inch of her skin fascinated me—her buttocks, her soft
waist, her beautiful back—the touch was wonderful. After a dozen seconds of caressing and kissing, I stopped. She leaned on my shoulder
and whispered, "Weren't you still getting water?" I went out to get the thermos, plugged it in, and locked the door. Since
there were no curtains, I didn't turn on the light. Today she was wearing a purple tight-fitting sweatshirt, blue jeans,
and a matching purple-red bra and panties—very elegant, clearly prepared especially for this last date.
My single bed was narrow, but enough for a couple deeply in love. After undressing, she crawled into my bed
, and we kissed and caressed each other. Then I got the computer and played an AV. The woman's bra was slowly removed by the man,
who then played with her nipples, licking and teasing them in various ways—foreplay. I followed the scene in the AV, pinching Yueyue
's still-soft nipples with my fingers. Looking into her eyes, she was intently watching the man and woman on the screen. Her breasts were so soft,
like two freshly steamed white buns. If my palm were fully open, I could just grasp them. After playing with her nipples, I would hold them
and gently rub them. She let me do as I pleased. The man on the screen began to penetrate her, and the woman made the sounds
unique . I closed the computer and put it aside, focusing on our main act: kissing and penetration. After a while, I
wanted to try doing it from behind, so I had her kneel on the bed, her buttocks raised. This time, I also knelt on the bed
behind penetrated her. The pleasure was better than when I was standing under the bed a few days ago, but the intense love still made me feel
more comfortable with more physical contact. So, we went back to the traditional woman-on-bottom position. We were on top, and perhaps because we'd both
been , I felt less pressure this time and didn't want to overexert myself. Maybe
it's true that men don't appreciate what they have, and that they get tired of it after a while. Although I wasn't unappreciative or bored, our
sex on the 18th at noon wasn't as long-lasting as our first time, and it wasn't as passionate or exciting. As I
was on top of her, I felt the "caress" of her vaginal muscles. While not as tight as Nana's in 2006, it was
still soft and comfortable. Each thrust was incredibly exciting and satisfying. After round after round of thrusting,
I suddenly felt the urge to ejaculate. I thrust a few times, reluctant to finish so soon, but I still ejaculated inside
her. This disjointed ejaculation meant I didn't stop
thrusting while ejaculating, continuing to thrust and pump until I finally stopped. We rested and
chatted casually, but after only a few minutes, maybe even just ten minutes, I wanted it again. Yueyue exclaimed in surprise,
"That was too fast!" I said, "I can't help it, you're just too charming, and I like you too much." With that, we began
our second time that day.

Although I could still do it, and many more times, I always wanted to reduce some pressure, to let her enjoy herself first or to prepare her
body that she could reach orgasm at any time. As I kissed her, I inserted my right middle finger into her wet
vagina . Although it wasn't as thick or long as my penis, it was harder and more flexible,
able to scrape against the vaginal walls at will, moving in and out faster and with greater agility than a penis. At first,
I was gentle with her, but after a few thrusts, seeing her incredible pleasure, I was greatly
encouraged and stimulated, increasing the frequency of my thrusts. I thrust my middle finger deep into Yueyue's vagina, and her moans
grew louder and louder, surpassing those from the first time I fucked her and the 69 oral sex the following morning. It was a completely
out-of-control state; I felt that this woman's mind was completely blank with pleasure, briefly lost in a trance.
While I was still digging in, I said, "Yueyue, you're flooded." At this point, she was indeed soaking wet
. During this time, I worried about what would happen if the neighbors heard. Then I thought, so what if they heard? It's not like they're watching.
Arrived. I heard it was him who was upset, not me, and not even my Yueyue. I felt like I'd finally taken care of her;
my fingers were aching from all the picking. She finally snapped out of her "dazed" state. I said, "Do you know how wildly you were moaning just now,
how loudly?" She genuinely didn't know, she wasn't pretending: "Really? No, right?" I thought,
she definitely did, whether you know it or not doesn't matter, haha. You're comfortable now, it's my turn to be comfortable.
I said, "Give me a kiss down there." She shook her head coquettishly and said no. I got up to get water, washed myself in front of her, and
said, "Now you can." She lay obediently on the bed, and I straddled her, moving up until I was sitting on her
breasts near her neck. Her breasts were behind my buttocks, and my penis was near her mouth. Yueyue
began to lift her head and suck on my penis, just like when I had tried to lift my head to lick her vagina during the 69 oral sex session on the morning of the 13th.
With each suck, her head moved up and down. She was putting in a lot of effort to give
me oral sex, and I felt both touched and sorry for her. I enjoyed her service, and put my hands behind my back to caress her breasts
... After about a dozen times, I felt sorry for her and thought she was getting too tired. I said, "Let's change positions," and
got off her, lay down on the bed, and had her kneel between my legs, lower her head, and continue sucking on my penis.
There was no light in the room, but with the faint sunlight in the corridor, I could still vaguely see her head bowed
, earnestly giving me oral sex. I thrust my penis forward, enjoying her service. I don't know how many times it had been, but I said, "Come on, get on top."
Yueyue gently pulled out my penis, got up, straddled me, and sat down, our bodies connected again
. She began to move up and down, her plump buttocks bobbing against me. My hands
caressed her beautiful buttocks, soft waist, abdomen, and breasts. Then, I held her buttocks and started to thrust upwards.
I was worried she would get tired from moving up and down like this for too long, and I felt sorry for her. While I was thrusting into her, I
asked her with concern, "Yueyue, are you tired on top?" She wasn't tired and said I was putting too much pressure on myself. She said
it was okay I shouldn't think so much, and I should just do whatever made me feel comfortable, without worrying too much about her feelings. To be honest
, my performance that day wasn't as good as the two times at the Jindi Lai Hotel in Miyun. Maybe my physical condition wasn't as good as those
days, or maybe I was thinking more about myself, not wanting to be too tired and just wanting to have fun. So I hugged her and made her lie on top of me
, and I started my final sprint. Yueyue didn't completely press down on me; her body was slightly tilted up, her
breasts hanging down and touching my face, but not completely pressed down. Even so, I still felt
short of breath. In order to focus on the final sprint, I had to turn my face to the left, hold her buttocks with both hands, and
thrust upwards forcefully and quickly. While doing it, I asked her, "Yueyue, can I cum?" She hummed in agreement, and I entered
the final stage. After about ten thrusts, we embraced passionately, our bodies trembling... The afterglow of the orgasm slowly dissipated. At this moment,
I saw someone looking in through the window, and then I heard a knock on the door. Yueyue exclaimed "Wow!" but I heard "
my husband!" in her voice. Startled, my penis immediately shrank and went cold. The air froze for three seconds. I asked her, "
What did you say?" She said, "Nothing." I called out, "Who is it?" The person outside said, "The person looking to rent,
here to see the room." I said, "It's not my lease yet, today's the last day." In my mind, I was thinking, "Thank goodness I've
already almost scared me into impotence.

" She was leaning against the wall, and I was outside. I said, "I'm going back tonight.
" She jokingly said affectionately, "Take me with you." I smiled and said, "Don't you want your daughter anymore?" She smiled back and said, "And there's a
burden, huh?" I didn't say anything, but she kissed me passionately. Her kiss was forceful, and after a few strokes, I
felt overwhelmed, just like that day in the car when I kissed her until she was breathless. This time, it was the other way around; I was the one short of breath
. But I couldn't show it, so I just endured her fervent French kiss until she released her emotions and
calmed down.

As she was getting dressed, she received a phone call from a colleague. She was naked,
squatting the bed talking to her. I found it funny. After the phone call, it was time to get dressed. I can't remember if I offered to
help her or if she asked me to. After she put on her underwear, I helped her put on her bra. After putting on both arms,
I went to fasten the back clasp, but the straps were on backwards, so I had to unfasten and refasten them. "You're so clumsy," Yueyue said. I said,
"Isn't it because I'm inexperienced?" As I said this, Yueyue put her hands on my shoulders, full of affection. I
helped her fasten the back clasp again, and then moved my hands to her chest, feeling her ample breasts. They were half-cup, with the upper half
exposed . After she was dressed, she was still sitting on the bed. I stood by the window, and her hands started to wander again,
forcefully touching my crotch and pressing down. I pretended to be angry and said to stop messing around. She laughed and said, "You don't recognize me now that you're dressed,
do you?" Thinking back now, I really should have taken my pants off and had sex with her again.

We left the room and went to eat. She insisted on paying the bill and giving me the remaining few dozen yuan. I didn't
want her money because I was sincere towards her. She adopted a sly tone, asking if I didn't want to be
her sugar daddy. I didn't answer, thinking, "The problem is, you're not rich either. If you were a rich woman, I'd let you
be my sugar daddy." We walked towards the Erlizhuang bus stop, passing a supermarket. She insisted on going in and bought me a ton of food
: beef jerky, chicken legs, instant noodles, and drinks, for me to eat on the train that night. We arrived at the Erlizhuang
bus stop at 3 PM. The sun was warm. I suddenly stopped, and she stopped with me. I leaned down to kiss her.
She didn't flinch. I don't know how long we kissed. I just felt like the world had shrunk to just the two of us
. I didn't care how many people passed by, or what they thought or thought of us. I didn't want to stop,
and she didn't stop immediately either. We kissed until I was hard again, pressing against her. Finally, she stopped first.
We we drove south. Less than a minute later, I received a
text message: "I love you..."

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