[Talking about Sex in the Martial World] (01) Author: Honest Monk 1980

Author: Honest Monk 1980
Words: 3047

(1) Xiao

Ai Momo, this so-called hookup app basically didn't bring me any romantic luck, only a girl, Xiao Ai.

That day I was waiting for someone in the lobby of a hotel in Puxi. I was bored, so I opened Momo to look around. After a while
, a girl called me. We chatted for a few words. Later, I had to go to a meeting, so I switched to WeChat.

Xiao Ai's WeChat Moments showed a refined life, exquisite objects, fine wine and food, beautiful scenery and
beautiful people , carefree. I was also always traveling all over the country. We chatted occasionally on WeChat and had a good time. Once
, I went to Malaysia and brought back a conch shell to send to her. She was very happy and wanted to treat me to dinner. Unfortunately, I was transferred to the United States.
It was two years later when I returned to Shanghai to do a project.

Xiao Ai was pretty and a little chubby. She spoke gently and had a good time chatting. It was just that we lacked the feeling of
going to bed . After dinner, I took her home.

When a man and woman are attracted to each other, a good time is needed to get them into bed

. At that time, the project in Shanghai was not going well. One night, after leaving the company, I had a beer at a bar downstairs .
Xiao Ai sent me a WeChat message asking if I wanted to go to karaoke.

We went to Taipei Pure K to drink and sing. We opened a bottle of red wine she brought, and after finishing it, we opened another bottle. We sang
a lot of songs. Xiao Ai was sitting next to me. She turned around, and I kissed her lips. They were sweet and soft.
The lights in the private room were dim. Xiao Ai was wearing a black dress with a cardigan over it. I slipped my hand inside her cardigan and
followed the V-neck to her breasts. I gently touched her erect nipples, and Xiao Ai let out a soft moan. She clamped her legs
around my hand, which was already between her legs in her dress. My fingers felt the dampness and smoothness
between . I pressed my fingers against the small protrusion below. Xiao Ai stopped the entanglement of our tongues. Her eyes were a little blurry.
She looked at me and said, "I can't breathe." I said, "Let's go..."

I was staying in a hotel at the time, and I didn't turn on the lights when I got to the room. Outside the window was the Yan'an Road Elevated Highway, a
dazzling dragon of lights that shone into the room.

Xiao Ai walked to the window, and I hugged her from behind, my hands kneading her breasts. They were heaving, too big to hold
in . "You're a D cup, aren't you?"

She didn't say anything, but drew the curtains to block out the light. She pulled me to the bed, and we
groped around undress each other. We kissed and caressed each other, and when her vagina was wet and slippery, I penetrated her.

Xiao Ai's vagina was tight and slippery, and my penis went in smoothly. She
breathed , occasionally letting out a soft moan. The only light in the room was from the nightlight under the bedside table. Her smooth
face, her heaving breasts, the sound of my penis going in and out—we were in this position, thrusting deeply, sometimes
fast, sometimes slow, and when we slowed down, we kissed deeply, exploring each other's tongues.

About ten minutes later, during vigorous thrusting, she suddenly hugged me tightly, crying, "I want it! I want it!" My penis was
gripped even tighter by her vagina, and I could feel the spasms inside. When the spasms subsided, I couldn't hold back anymore and
thrust vigorously, ejaculating deep inside her. I felt her vagina squeezing and massaging my penis in waves.
It had been a while since I'd had sex like this; my pores were wide open.

We were both covered in sweat, and we held each other for a while. The mixture of sweat, body odor, and sex filled
the room with warmth. Later, Xiao Ai got up, saying she hadn't brought any change of clothes and had to go home. I called
an Uber for her and saw her off. Actually, I wasn't used to sleeping with someone either.

Xiao Ai lived alone in Shanghai. Her husband was busy with his business in Singapore, and she was busy with her own
things , including running a winery. I said, "Look how hard I work in bed, aren't you going to give me some compensation for my hard work?" Xiao Ai said, "
It depends on your performance. I'll get you some wine.

" Although Xiao Ai found me on Momo, her husband was rarely around, but her sex life was relatively simple. She had only
had two extramarital partners, and I was the second. My work was quite busy, and I traveled a lot for
business, so we didn't actually meet very often, only two or three times a month. I would go to her place, watch some movies, have sex, and then I would go back to my
place.

We were very compatible in bed, but a woman's heart and body are connected. After a while,
she gradually felt wronged. Once, I had dinner with clients, drank some alcohol, and went to her place afterward. We had sex and stayed
for a few hours . She asked if I could stay with her that night, but I left anyway.

After that, Xiao Ai was heartbroken and said she didn't like this kind of relationship and didn't want to continue. Actually, I quite liked
Xiao Ai. Even without sex, just drinking tea and chatting was quite comfortable. In this bustling world, my motto
is simple: to live a simple life, to avoid complications, and to be a pure person. I rarely lie
because lying makes life more complicated. The body is simple, but emotions are too complex.

We didn't see each other for several months afterward, occasionally contacting each other on WeChat. One evening, I was in
my office and happened to like a post on her WeChat Moments. She asked where I was. I replied that I was having dinner with someone near her office.
I said I was still working overtime, and suggested she come over for tea sometime.

After dinner, she came to my office; no one else was there.

A friend had given me a box of good tea, so we brewed some and chatted. Sitting on the office sofa,
Xiao Ai leaned against me. We were so close that I touched her face, and she responded with a kiss. It was that familiar
, soft feeling. After our tongues intertwined for a while, Xiao Ai gently pushed me away.

I got up and turned off the office lights. This is the CBD; if the lights are on at night, it's like a
live show for the whole world. Xiao Ai saw me turn off the lights and said, "Don't get the wrong idea, okay? Don't think about anything." I said, "I'm not thinking anything, I'm thinking
straight." Xiao Ai laughed, "No, I won't do that today."

We sat together on the sofa. I put Xiao Ai's hand on my crotch and said, "Look how
straight it is." Xiao Ai said, "It's none of my business, I don't care."

I stroked her face, my thumb on her lips, feeling a tingling sensation. Xiao Ai gently bit
my thumb, licking it inside with her tongue. I pushed my thumb deeper into her mouth, and her soft tongue wrapped around it
. At that moment, my penis became even harder. Xiao Ai's hand rubbed my penis through my pants, her lips leaving
my fingers. In the darkness, her eyes shone brightly as she looked at me, "How about it? Can't take it anymore? What should I do? I
'm not going to do it with you."

My fingers pressed against her lips again, and her tongue licked the tip of my thumb. I reached down with my left hand to unbuckle my belt,
pulled out my penis, and said, "If you don't want to do it, give me a blowjob. He misses you." Xiao Ai smiled. I didn't care; she still...
Sitting on the sofa, I stood up and brought my erect penis to her lips. She grabbed it with her hand, looked up
at me, and slowly swallowed it. My penis had been erect for so long; the glans felt a tingling sensation. Her tongue
skillfully wrapped around the glans, swallowing and licking. I'd never had sex in the office before.
Outside the window, the CBD was brightly lit.

I stood by the sofa, holding Xiao Ai's head, enjoying her oral sex. Xiao Ai kept looking up at me,
her eyes hazy in the dim room. Finally, I couldn't resist. I held her head in my hands, and she hugged my buttocks from behind,
beginning to thrust in and out of her mouth, finally ejaculating inside. Her tongue, moving with my penis,
gently licked the glans.

I enjoyed this gentle service. Finally, I pulled out and sat beside her. She pulled out two tissues and
wiped my limp penis, leaning on my shoulder, saying, "You're so naughty. I've never tasted this before." I smiled
and touched her face; it was all essence, something I rarely give away.

After that, we started dating again, but I wouldn't go to her house after drinking. If we had time, we'd eat and
sing karaoke. Before, we made love on her bed, two fleshy creatures having sex. After that, we moved to her
living room sofa. We'd have a few drinks on the sofa, watch TV, and then shamelessly play with each other's bodies.
She'd be on my lap watching TV.

I'd pull her yoga pants and underwear down to her knees, playing with her plump, white buttocks, occasionally inserting
my ring finger into her wet vagina. She'd also take out my penis and suck on it while stroking it. When I couldn't take it anymore,
I'd pull down her pants, press her against the corner of the sofa, and penetrate her. We liked this, naked from the waist down, but not
from the waist up .

I'd press down on her, my hand under her t-shirt to her full breasts, our lower bodies tightly joined together,
slowly thrusting in and out. Sometimes I wouldn't move, but her vagina would slowly grip my penis, as if our penis and vagina had learned
to talk, finally erupting in a powerful climax.

I went back to sleep. Xiao Ai walked me to the door, handed me a bag, and said, "I'm giving
you a bottle of wine because you did well."

After that, I always brought wine back with me, sometimes one bottle, sometimes two, mostly Whisky,
from Black Label to 20-year-old Macallan. Every time Xiao Ai handed me that
bag before seeing me off, there was always a surprise. I even got a bottle of Ardberg.

Back in my university dorm, my buddies and I all thought it was great to be a good gigolo. I think things are
really good now

. Xiao Ai never really called me by my real name; I guess we didn't even know how to
spell each other's names. Gradually, my nickname became "Stick." You're Stick, Stick, warm Stick.

Later, Xiao Ai went to Singapore, and Shanghai became a temporary haven. I also traveled all over the country, and
we didn't see each other often. That day, she asked me on WeChat, "Stick, are you lonely?"

Yes, Stick needs warmth.

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