Guitar guy is a womanizer

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Today is Valentine's Day, and I can't help but write down my fondest casual sex partner: Guitar Guy.

Guitar Guy was a true womanizer; he'd had two older women before me, and as he put it, "I'm completely unresponsive around younger girls." We met through WeChat's "Shake" feature. His profile picture was of him engrossed in playing guitar—quite handsome, but a bit pretentious. We chatted for a while, mostly about music, from folk and jazz to rock. I knew all the bands and singers he knew, and he might not know the ones I knew. I admired his intelligence and diligence. He only started learning guitar in his freshman year, and by the second semester of his junior year, he was already the guitarist in the school band and even taught classes outside of school.

The pleasure of our intellectual connection led to physical intimacy. One day he sent me a message: "Sis, I miss you, but my little brother misses you even more." I knew Guitar Guy was in heat. We arranged to meet at the entrance of a bookstore. I arrived first, and five minutes later, I saw him carrying his guitar, striding towards me. I almost laughed: Why bring a guitar to a casual hookup? Was he planning a nude concert in the room? It was a bit over the top. I noticed his butt was very shapely, and his physique showed signs of years of working out; his pectoral muscles were quite defined.

He walked ahead, drawing attention, while I followed behind, like a celebrity manager.

Once inside the room, he put down his guitar and kissed me passionately. From the heat of his lips and tongue, I knew he truly loved me. After showering, he quickly lifted me onto the table next to the TV cabinet, spread my legs, and stood up to penetrate me, starting slowly and gradually increasing the speed with the precision of a rhythm master. He kissed me as he thrust, and when I opened my eyes, I saw him gazing at me with deep affection. A womanizer like him is truly engrossed; if he had looked at me like that for so long, I probably would have succumbed, body and soul. Later, we moved to the bed, and after a passionate encounter, I can't remember how many times we came. At that moment, my heart was filled with sweetness; I couldn't count, I forgot to think, I only wished this moment could last a lifetime.

After we finished, as I calmed down, the guitar-playing guy picked up his guitar and started singing. He gently plucked the strings, softly singing: "When you are old and frail, and nodding by the fire, reminiscing about your youth, how many loved your moments of glad grace, and admired your beauty with love false or true; but one man loved the faithful soul in you, and loved the wrinkles on your changing face..." Guitar boy, can you please not be so sentimental? My youth has faded, and you still sing this song, "When You Are Old." Time flies like a knife, each cut aging me. I turned and hugged the blanket tightly, tears slowly streaming down my face. Who says casual sex is always fun? There are also heartbreaking casual sex stories. Fortunately, there is sweetness in this "bitterness." Time is merciless, but my brother has love. We are destined to have no future, but I am grateful that on a beautiful night, he played and sang this song for me with all his heart.

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