The night in early summer

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Looking into your eyes, I kept thinking, when did we begin? Was it our first chance encounter on
the forum , or after several deletions and blockings followed by re-adding each other as friends? Was it our first kiss, or the first
time I entered your body?

Whichever it was, I
was .

Even though I was feeling down and anxious every day, I still wanted to know how you were doing. Even though
we exchanged many emails, mostly the usual banter, which comforted you and
prevented me from associating it with meeting you. Even though I checked my email several times a day for your reply, I tried my best
to control my thoughts, including the urge to add you as a friend.

—Two old ties I don't use anymore, where did my old tie go? I think there's only one. A few
clips, what kind of clips? No nipple clamps, bamboo? Metal? Would they be too strong?

—No, no, no, let's not meet. We've already managed to keep our distance; if I get back in, will I get hurt
even more? Having been hurt so many times before, thinking about her ruthlessness and the harsh words she said...

—If I don't go, will she find someone else to fill in? Anyway, she just wants to vent, so I'll just go along with it.
It's just some sperm, what's the harm?

—Isn't that too immoral? How can I take advantage of someone when they're emotionally down? She'll regret it afterwards, she
'll definitely hate herself.

This day was spent in this internal struggle. To see her or not to see her, to do it or not to do it, all became
agonizing questions.

There was even a huge misunderstanding in the middle. I thought I had made things clear by saying we'd meet tomorrow, but you still understood it as today.
Okay , I'd decided not to see her for now, but when I heard your voice, all my rational defenses crumbled. I just
can't resist your voice.

Let's meet then, maybe it's fate, it'll be today. But let's forget about sex. I'm worried your impulsive
decision will hurt you, and I'm afraid that after we're done, I'll be blocked again, and the feelings I invested will be hurt again like before.

So, abandoning my old tie, clips, and covers, I hastily made up an excuse and hurriedly drove off after dinner.

Damn it, the roads are so congested today! I can't be late! Oh no, where is the navigation?
I'm doomed , I won't be there by 7:05! I quickly sent her a message.

Finally, the long drive ended. I stopped at the intersection, rolled down the window, and saw that
figure gazing into the distance, dressed in black, seemingly about to disappear into the endless night. I waved to you, and you saw me,
walked towards me, opened the door, and sat in the passenger seat.

"You recognized me? How can you be sure it's me?"

I smiled: "I've seen your picture, it's definitely you!"

You were thirsty, so I gave you the half-empty bottle of water from the car; thankfully, you didn't mind.

The car gradually pulled into a dimly lit parking lot and stopped.

I turned off the engine and started chatting aimlessly. We talked about your family, your children, your worries and frustrations.

The cool early summer night breeze drifted in through the half-open car window, slightly easing the tense and awkward atmosphere inside.
Mustering my courage, I invited you to sit in the back, and you readily agreed.

The moment the door closed, the temperature in the car seemed to suddenly rise. I remarked on your figure, and you replied that you actually
had a lot of curves, and I wanted to feel where they were. My hand encircled your waist, and you suddenly tensed,
pulling back and trying to push my arm away. I whispered, "Let me see you up close, see if I'm
the right one."

You obediently moved closer, and I wrapped my arms around your waist, caressing your waist. You looked at
me intently, and I accepted your gaze, unsure what you saw. Words seemed superfluous at that moment. The car was exceptionally
quiet; we could hear each other's breathing, and a palpable tension and passion swirl within us.

You unbuttoned my shirt, caressing my chest; I stroked your hair, inhaling its fragrance.

I don't know when it started, but your hands began to wander, caressing my genitals. I pressed my
face against yours, kissing your earlobe, and it was as if a switch had been flipped on, and you moaned softly, even your moans
were so enchanting.

You, like a wildcat in heat, weren't satisfied with just unbuttoning my shirt and kissing my upper body;
you impatiently tried to unbuckle my belt. After I unbuckled it, I pulled down my trousers, and you playfully used your teeth to gently
bite my penis through my underwear, lightly licking it. I couldn't withstand such stimulation; my penis jerked violently,
responding to your teasing.

You continued to pull down my underwear, gently licking the glans with your tongue, then taking the entire penis into your mouth.

My breathing became more rapid as I caressed your buttocks. After you took off your pants, you lay down
next to , calling out for my penis, your head bobbing up and down as you stroked it. I caressed your mons pubis; oh my god, it
was already so wet, your juices flowing like a river. Did you want it as much as I did?

You took off your tight clothes, sat on me, and my penis plunged into your honey pot. I grabbed your
breasts with both hands, kneading, kissing, and gently biting. You twisted your waist, up and down, deep and shallow.

Occasionally, passersby would walk by after dinner, and I could even hear their voices. Inside the car,
a passionate lovemaking was taking place, making everything even more exciting.

It turned out that the moment my dream came true felt like a dream. It turned out that the early summer night was so
decadent.

This was our first meeting.

[The End]

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