Spicy Little Xin Quan

Chapter 1: First Encounter

with Xiaoxin I've known Xiaoxin online for four years. It started when I had a falling out with some previously close online friends on a website. Feeling extremely upset and unsure how to cope, I randomly chose a chat website to chat with strangers.

Initially, although I met quite a few new online friends, most conversations ended after a few times. A few days later, as usual, I went to that chat room during my lunch break at work and met Xiaoxin there.

She was only nineteen at the time, and I was thirty-three. After a few exchanges, we felt an instant connection, and that's how we became online friends despite our age difference.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and my friendship with Xiaoxin deepened, our conversations becoming increasingly uninhibited. One time, we inadvertently started talking about sex, and I mentioned my past experiences dating and sleeping with female online friends. She asked me a lot of questions out of curiosity.

So, I patiently recounted to her the whole story, from how I met the online girl to our first date at the karaoke bar. I explained how I had promised to kiss her but hesitated and didn't, which she laughed at.

Then, on our second date, we passionately kissed in the karaoke room, and I caressed and sucked her breasts, making her feel very good. Although she still wouldn't let me have sex with her, she was willing to give me a blowjob.

So, on our third date, I took her home, undressed her, and licked her from head to toe until she was moaning with pleasure. She eventually opened her legs and let me have my way with her… This real experience excited and intrigued Xiaoxin, so she tentatively asked me,

“If… I mean, if I came to Taipei to find you and wanted to have sex with you, would you be willing to do it?” Faced with such an extremely tempting hypothetical question from a young, beautiful woman, I naturally answered, “Of course I would! But aren’t you afraid?” She smiled noncommittally and changed the subject, continuing our conversation.

From then on, Xiaoxin and I became inseparable friends, sharing everything without any reservations.

She told me that she was someone’s illegitimate daughter, and her father only claimed her a few years ago, bringing her and her mother home. Therefore, she always had a preference for older men, which was one of the main reasons why she still liked to talk to me, even though she knew I was much older than her.

I laughed at her, saying it was a father complex, but she still thought younger men were too immature and made her feel insecure. This meant that while I verbally encouraged her to find a younger boyfriend, I couldn't help but start having impure thoughts about her. However, whenever I encountered the innocent and romantic Xiaoxin online, my conscience, blinded by evil thoughts, would involuntarily be awakened again…

Chapter Two: Settling Down and Starting a Family

Time flies. Because I was already quite old, and with my girlfriend of many years repeatedly protesting, I had to put away my wandering heart and obediently take her hand and walk down the aisle to get married.

After marriage, I was busy "making babies" before I got too old, lest "the older I get, the worse the raw materials become," and my fascination with the online world was temporarily less than when I was single.

With my efforts, my wife gave birth to a baby boy within a year of our marriage, causing a significant change in my mindset as a new father.

Although I still chat with Xiaoxin online occasionally, I no longer enjoy flirting with girls online like before. Xiaoxin, with her sensitive daughterly heart, noticed this change and asked me what had happened. I then told her the truth about getting married and having a child.

She said somewhat unhappily, "Why are you being so distant? You didn't even send me an invitation!" I could only laugh it off and say, "Because I'm getting married at an older age, I didn't want to be too flashy, and I didn't want people to think of me as a freeloader bombarding everyone with wedding invitations!" This made her laugh, and she didn't pursue the matter of not sending her an invitation. Instead, she changed the subject to having a child, asking me how it felt to be a first-time father.

I replied, "I feel a greater sense of responsibility now, and I can no longer do whatever I want like before." Xiaoxin said, "Then I can't come to Taipei to see you anymore?" I replied, "Sure! You're welcome to come see me anytime, but you have to tell me a week in advance so I can take time off to be with you." Xiaoxin asked again, "Won't your wife be angry?" I replied, "Just don't tell her, anyway, there's nothing between us that's going on." Saying this, I half-jokingly asked her, "Do you want to do something secret with me? Hehe..." Xiaoxin was silent for a few seconds before asking me back, "Do you want to?" "Yes!" I couldn't help but reveal my mischievous nature from before marriage, and then said, "But aren't you afraid of getting pregnant with my child?" "No, if I have a child, I'll raise him/her alone." Xiaoxin replied seriously.

"But isn't that unfair to you, and very tiring?" I knew Xiaoxin had told me she was an illegitimate child, so I added, "Also, it's pitiful for a child to be without a father, isn't it?" This clearly struck a chord with Xiaoxin, so she only typed "Hmm..." and didn't say anything more. My lunch break was almost over, so I quickly said goodbye and logged off.

Chapter 3: A Daughter's Arrival

Since both my wife and I had to work, although we were reluctant, we were hesitant to entrust our son to a nanny after seeing so many news reports of child abuse. We had no choice but to send him all the way back to our hometown to be cared for by my retired parents. They were happy to accept this sweet burden as grandparents for the first time. After that, my wife and I would frequently take time to visit our hometown, and more than a year passed quickly as we looked forward to our next trip.

However, after having a son, my wife, like many women, began to hope for a daughter to keep her company. So she started actively collecting information on how to conceive a girl. She told me she read in a book that when a man is tired, having sex increases the chances of his partner getting pregnant with a girl. A few days later, she told me that if I had sex with her on a certain day according to the lunar calendar, the chances of her getting pregnant with a girl were as high as 80%... All this went on and on, driving me crazy. Adding to my

woes, I inexplicably became a victim of a factional struggle among the company's management, forced to leave my well-established position of several years and reassigned to a unit in another county to handle a business I had never dealt with before. This plunged me into despair, and I had absolutely no interest in my wife's obsession with having a daughter. However, my wife persisted relentlessly, and in the end, I had no choice but to surrender and obediently comply with her demands.

To be honest, my sex drive has always been quite strong and intense. Before marriage, I had sex with my wife (who was my girlfriend at the time) almost every day, and each time it would last at least half an hour. On weekends, we would often have sex more than three times before I would stop.

However, after marriage, my fiery sex drive suddenly gradually subsided, especially after my son was born. It was as if I had already fulfilled my mission of carrying on the family line, and my interest in sex declined even further. However, out of pride as a man and to fulfill my duties as a husband, I still have to get into bed every two or three days. But I know in my heart that I don't enjoy sex as much as I used to. Now, with my wife's insistence on having a daughter, I have no choice but to take off my pants when I'm most tired after get off work, and aim at my wife, who is lying on the bed with her back to me, legs spread and buttocks raised. I insert my semi-erect penis into her wet and slightly loose vagina, and following the secret recipe my wife learned from a book, I thrust in and out as fast as possible, making sure to "deliver" in the shortest time possible, shooting all my semen, which I haven't yet reached orgasm, into my wife's uterus.

This kind of sex brought me no pleasure whatsoever, and it lacked the sense of accomplishment I used to feel from long, drawn-out encounters. I felt like a stallion, merely mating to impregnate a mare.

Fortunately, this monotonous sex life finally came to an end after a month and a half when my wife discovered her period was late and went to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test, confirming her pregnancy.

Chapter Four: First Meeting

After confirming my wife's second pregnancy, my already hectic life became even busier. Being transferred to a new unit in another county for a new job I'd never done before forced me to devote most of my energy to work.

Returning home, I had to take care of my wife, leaving me physically and mentally exhausted. Whenever I had a chance, I just wanted to get a good night's sleep, and my old habit of chatting online during lunch breaks gradually disappeared.

One day, feeling relaxed after finishing the month's business review, I opened MSN after lunch, something I hadn't done in a long time. As soon as I logged on, Xiaoxin immediately messaged me, saying she was feeling down and wanted to come to Taipei to see me, asking if it was convenient.

Although I was a little surprised, remembering my previous promise that she could come whenever she wanted, I agreed and arranged to meet her the following Friday morning. She said she would call me after arriving in Taipei.

On the day I was supposed to meet Xiaoxin, it unfortunately started raining. Since I ride a motorcycle, the rain made things even more inconvenient, so I went to a bookstore to kill time. Not long after, my phone rang; Xiaoxin said she was almost there.

But half an hour passed and I still hadn't received a call from her, so I couldn't help but call her to ask if she had arrived. She only vaguely said she was almost there, still on the highway.

About an hour later, my phone rang again; Xiaoxin asked where I was. She said she had arrived, and her tone sounded somewhat unhappy. After confirming the location, I hurriedly rode my motorcycle there.

On Chengde Road in Taipei, past rush hour, the inconspicuous taxi stand was located in an old building. After parking my motorcycle, I searched for a while under the arcade near the stand, but couldn't find Xiaoxin, whom I had seen photos of online.

So, I had to call her again. Finally, I saw a pretty girl with a round face, wearing a black coat, retro black-rimmed glasses, shoulder-length hair, and a delicate appearance.

Seeing her slightly annoyed expression, clearly upset that I had kept her waiting, I felt awkward and didn't know what to say. After a few seconds, I forced a smile and said, "You're Xiaoxin? Have you had breakfast?" She shook her head, still with a blank expression.

So I said again, "Then shall I take you to have breakfast?" She still shook her head expressionlessly.

Reluctantly, I said, "Let's go to Qian Gui KTV to sing. It's already 10:30, not too early, not too late. Qian Gui KTV has a buffet, we can sing and choose what we like to eat, even taking care of breakfast and lunch together. What do you think?" This time, she finally said, "Okay!" And so, she got on my motorcycle, and we headed to Qian Gui KTV together in the drizzle.

Chapter Five: Ambiguity

After entering the private room at Qian Gui KTV with Xiao Xin, I immediately went to the buffet to prepare food and drinks, filling the table to the brim, afraid that I hadn't treated Xiao Xin well and that she would go hungry again.

Unlike her talkative impression online, she didn't talk much in person. Besides singing, I could only find topics to talk about from the songs we requested, from the singers of certain songs to gossip about those singers, and then to things around us, trying my best not to let the atmosphere become awkward.

Her tense face gradually relaxed, and her singing became quite pleasant. Before we knew it, we had sung at the KTV for three hours, which made us both a little tired. So we paid the bill and rode off on my motorcycle with her.

I suggested we go to Bitan in Xindian City, and she agreed, laughing and saying, "Anyway, I don't know the way at all, so it's all up to you!" I jokingly said, "Then I'll take you to sell!" She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you willing to part with that?" I laughed and said, "No way, I'll keep it for myself!" She laughed and started hitting my back with her little fist from the back seat, making me feel like I was back in my twenties, riding a motorcycle with my girlfriend, flirting and teasing each other on the motorcycle.

Along the way, I rode my bike and introduced her to the various famous buildings in Taipei. She asked me questions like a curious child, and then suddenly asked me, "Don't you think I'm like a little kid?" I didn't answer her question directly, but only said, "I'm like a big kid who never grew up!" She couldn't help but laugh softly and didn't say anything more.

Just as I rode my bike across Jingmei Bridge, it suddenly started to rain again, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Just as I was about to stop and help Xiaoxin put on her raincoat, she suddenly said, "Let's not go, okay?

I'm so tired, I want to find a place to sleep." I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't want to go against her wishes, so I turned around after crossing the bridge and rode back to Taipei. Then I found a hotel on Roosevelt Road that looked pretty good from the outside, booked a room for her, and settled her in.

Just as I was about to leave and go home, Xiaoxin suddenly said, "Could you buy me some bread and a pack of cigarettes? I smoke 'Feng' cigarettes." I had no choice but to go all out and ran around outside for a long time before finally finding what she wanted at a supermarket. I also bought two bottles of different flavors of "Ice and Fire" alcoholic beverages, then hurriedly returned to my hotel room and gently knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute!" She opened the door a few seconds later. When the door opened, I was startled again. She had dimmed the lights in the room, and she had taken off her wet clothes and neatly hung them by the wardrobe. She was wrapped in a large bath towel like a bathrobe.

The scene, the atmosphere—it was very ambiguous…

Chapter Six: First Taste of Spicy Pussy

I calmed myself down and handed Xiaoxin the things I had bought. She simply said "thank you" and sat on the edge of the bed to eat the bread, but she ate very little, clearly not having a good appetite.

So I took out the "Ice and Fire" drink I'd bought and handed her a bottle, saying, "Isn't eating just bread too dry? Have some beverage!" She took the "Ice and Fire," glanced at it, and asked, "What's this?" "Ice and Fire!" I replied, "There was an ad on TV. It's fruit juice with a little bit of alcohol for flavor. Other netizens who've tried it said it tastes pretty good, so I bought two bottles to try." As I spoke, I opened another bottle, took a sip, and asked her, "It tastes pretty good, right?" Xiaoxin replied while drinking, "Yeah, it's quite delicious!" The reason I bought "Ice and Fire" was actually because I had ulterior motives. I'd previously chatted with another female netizen on MSN, and she mentioned that after her breakup, she was feeling down and started looking for men online.

She eventually met a man online, and that day at the pub, they drank "Ice and Fire." After finishing one bottle, she started giggling like an idiot, and then, in a daze, she went to a hotel with him and he slept with her!

Although we've known each other online for several years and our conversations have been completely uninhibited, often including some risqué jokes, getting her into bed on our first meeting wouldn't be easy.

So, with these wicked intentions, I bought "Ice and Fire," an alcoholic beverage, to break down Xiaoxin's defenses, with only one goal in mind—to taste her hot pussy!

Sure enough, after drinking "Ice and Fire," Xiaoxin's cheeks started to flush. Although I usually drink a little alcohol and have a decent tolerance, I was starting to feel a bit drunk. For Xiaoxin, this kind of alcoholic beverage was definitely even more difficult to handle.

So, she started saying she was a little tired and wanted to sleep. I went along with it, saying I was also a little drunk and wanted to rest. I dimmed the lights and sat down on a chair next to her.

She glanced at me and asked, "Are you going to sleep sitting here like this?" I chuckled and asked back, "Or do you want me to climb into bed and sleep with you?" She chuckled and said, "Then I'll hide under the bed right away!" Her tone was a little shy, but she didn't seem to object or get angry. So, I already knew that my plan was more than half successful!

However, I still restrained myself and didn't take any action. I remained sitting in the chair with my eyes closed, resting. Although I felt quite tired, I didn't actually fall asleep. Instead, I secretly observed Xiaoxin's movements, waiting for an opportunity to make my move.

Time ticked by, and just as I was about to give up, Xiaoxin suddenly cried out. I quickly went over and asked, "What's wrong?" She frowned and said, "My leg cramped!" I asked again, "Which leg?" She replied, "This leg!" and lifted her left leg.

"Let me massage it for you!" I said, and without waiting for her consent, I reached under the covers and grabbed her calf to massage it, asking, "Is this side more comfortable?" Then my hand gradually moved up her thigh and touched the center of her panties covering her soft vulva.

"Wait, wait a minute..." Xiaoxin instinctively curled up to avoid my indecent hands, but I continued to roam freely between her thighs, buttocks, and vulva, enjoying myself to the fullest. Xiaoxin shyly dodged left and right, giggling, "It tickles..." Just as I was about to press my advantage, my phone suddenly rang. It was my wife calling, asking why I hadn't come home yet. I simply said, "I'm with someone I met online, I'll be going back soon!" Then, reluctantly, I pulled my hand out from under the covers.

Seeing this, Xiaoxin asked, "You're going back already?" I replied somewhat disappointedly, "Yeah..." Then, I shamelessly said to her, "I'm leaving, let's have a goodbye kiss!" Xiaoxin blushed and smiled at me without saying a word. So, I moved closer and closer to her, until finally our lips met.

First, a light kiss, then I used my tongue to pry open her lips and began a passionate kiss, pressing my entire body against hers, and slipping my left hand inside her towel to knead her rather full breasts.

Under the double assault of my passionate kisses and intense caresses, Xiaoxin's breathing gradually became heavy, and she let out soft moans. Judging from her experience, she must already have considerable sexual experience. So, without any hesitation, I pulled the blanket off her and then tore off the towel wrapped around her, kissing her exposed areas wildly, arousing her desire.

Then, I tried to unhook her bra. Xiaoxin was as docile as a lamb, letting me do as I pleased, but I couldn't get it off no matter how hard I tried, which made her laugh and say, "Do you even know how to take your clothes off?" This made me a little embarrassed, so I persevered and finally managed to unhook the back of her bra. Then I started sucking and licking her nipples, making her gasp for breath.

At the same time, I reached out with my right hand and pulled down her panties. She lifted her hips, allowing me to easily remove her tight-fitting panties. As my fingers parted her labia, which were hidden among the pubic hair, she swayed and twisted her body like a water snake, and a sticky fluid slowly welled up from deep within her vagina, wetting my fingers and her vulva.

Under the allure of warmth, color, and fragrance, I gradually shifted my lips, which had been attacking her breasts, downwards. I first kissed her navel, then moved down to her pubic hair, and as I prepared to lick her wet and hot labia, she suddenly sat up as if electrocuted and asked, "What are you doing?" I laughed and replied, "I'm going to kiss you there!" I bent down to lick her again, but she tightly clamped her legs together, refusing to let me succeed.

Chapter Seven: The Taste of a Spicy Vagina

? Despite my repeated pleas, Xiaoxin tightly clamped her legs together, refusing to let me lick her vulva. Left with no other choice, I turned to her soft, supple breasts, licking and sucking them, occasionally gently biting at her nipples to enjoy their two rosy peaks.

In truth, I'm not particularly interested in women's breasts. I consider myself "weaned" over thirty years ago, and women's breasts, unlike their vulvas, aren't as wet and hot as they are, providing men with direct and unparalleled pleasure. So, although my wife possessed a pair of always eye-catching, impressive breasts before marriage, I didn't feel anything special about them.

Now, Xiaoxin's breasts aren't as big as my wife's, and I'm not particularly interested in women's breasts anyway, so I merely used them as a substitute for Xiaoxin's refusal to let me lick her vulva.

But upon closer inspection, I realized that the young woman's breasts were indeed much more elastic than my wife's, a mature woman over thirty who had already given birth to a son. So I buried my face in them, using both my mouth and hands to enjoy them to my heart's content. Xiaoxin seemed to enjoy my licking and sucking of her breasts, involuntarily letting out soft moans like a kitten. She held my head tightly with both hands, gently stroking my hair and my neck, which was gradually becoming sweaty.

Seeing Xiaoxin so engrossed, I slowly moved my right hand from her breasts to her vulva, gently parting her hot, moist petals with my index finger and thumb, then secretly probing and teasing with my middle finger. This made her sigh softly, "Ah..." She hugged me tightly with both arms, her tender flesh trembling slightly with excitement, and finally raised her head to give me a wet kiss.

This gradually fueled my lust. My penis slowly swelled and hardened, poised to strike, ready to conquer Xiaoxin's vulva with a "nothing ventured, nothing gained" attitude. I paused my previous acts of oral and physical stimulation, instead raising her legs in an "M" shape, signaling my intention to have my way with her. She simply lay quietly on the bed, allowing me to do as I pleased, tacitly agreeing to my next move.

Having previously experienced erectile dysfunction due to nervousness during an affair with another woman, I repeatedly told myself to relax and enjoy the experience. I gently rubbed my penis against Xiaoxin's vulva to enhance the sensation, causing her to tremble involuntarily and emit soft moans. Thick, sticky fluid slowly flowed from her vulva.

Seeing that the time was ripe, I immediately went for it, hitting the bullseye. I couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Damn! It's really tight!" Xiaoxin's hot and wet pussy tightly enveloped and pressed against my penis, making it swell even more vigorously. This almost overwhelmed Xiaoxin, who clearly didn't have much sexual experience. Her breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on her pores. While I slowly thrust in and out of her pussy, I also reached out and kneaded her breasts and clitoris.

Under this three-pronged attack, I finally made her moan loudly, "Oh...oh...oh..." The temperature and humidity of her vagina rose sharply, and the soft flesh inside gradually tightened, pressing against my penis, which was fighting with all its might, sending waves of ever-increasing pleasure to my brain... Such a peculiar pussy was something I had never encountered before!

Generally, a woman's normally tight vagina gradually adjusts to the size of her penis after intense penetration during intercourse. The increasing vaginal lubrication as pleasure intensifies can also cause a feeling of relaxation in the man, making him question whether he's been too forceful, like "grinding an iron rod into a needle," making it difficult to continue. Eventually, either he runs out of steam and his penis goes soft, or he needs the woman to use oral sex, anal sex, breast sex, or other seductive techniques to prolong the pleasure.

But Xiaoxin's vagina was completely different. Not only was the temperature inside her vagina higher than any of the women I'd been with, but the longer it went on, the tighter it became, making me feel like I'd eaten a spicy chili pepper, my blood boiling. The spicy pleasure made me involuntarily speed up my thrusting, finally reaching my climax and ejaculating onto her lower abdomen...

Chapter Eight: Extramarital Romance

It was already dark when I left the hotel. I looked at my watch and it was almost seven o'clock. My phone, hanging on my waist, rang again. I saw the caller ID showed it was the home phone; obviously, it was my wife calling again.

"I'm almost home!" I answered my wife's question simply, then quickly put on my helmet, got on my bike, and drove home. As

soon as I entered the house, my wife was already sitting in the living room watching TV. She asked with a stern face, "Did your online friend come to see you?" "Yes!" I answered simply again, maintaining my usual style of not lying, but not completely telling the truth either, to avoid giving myself away. This tactic was quite effective on my wife. She didn't say anything more, nor did she continue to question me, but based on my experience of knowing her for over ten years, I could tell that she had begun to suspect me.

Sure enough, when we went to sleep that night, she lay on her side facing the wall and refused to talk to me. For someone as talkative as her, this meant she was sulking and giving me the silent treatment, so no matter how I tried to coax her, she wouldn't respond. Seeing this, I had no choice but to let her be; after all, she was pregnant and naturally more insecure.

Although I understood my wife's feelings, my male instincts kicked in, and the next morning, while she was still asleep, I secretly slipped out to the hotel to find Xiaoxin. I also brought her a box of braised food I had made the night before for breakfast, which she ate with great delight.

Originally, I wanted to have sex with her again before checking out, but seeing that she was already dressed, I decided against it, lest she mistakenly think I was using her as a mere tool for sexual gratification, which would damage our years of relationship and my own image.

So, after checking out, I took her on the MRT to Tamsui for a short trip. The MRT train wasn't as crowded as on weekdays, so as the train traveled along the elevated sections, I could introduce Xiaoxin to various attractions in Taipei City and its counties. Perhaps my descriptions were quite engaging, because Xiaoxin's face was always full of smiles, but she listened quietly without saying much.

After about a fifty-minute ride, the train finally arrived at its final stop—Danshui MRT Station. Xiaoxin and I stepped out of the train together, and I took her hand as we strolled through the crowds, enjoying a leisurely walk along the sun-drenched shore.

The gentle breeze of early spring made me, who had long forgotten what youth felt like, feel as if I had suddenly become more than ten years younger. Xiaoxin's

smile was as radiant as the March sun, unlike the frosty look she had when we first met yesterday. Instead, she took my arm, clinging to me like a little bird, chatting and laughing all the way. Before we knew it, we had reached the end of the embankment and then turned back. As we passed a starbucks by the seawall, I suggested we go in for a coffee break, and Xiaoxin readily agreed.

Anyone who's been to this starbucks by the sea in Tamsui knows that because it faces the ocean directly, on a clear day you can see Bali and Guanyin Mountain on the opposite shore—it's practically the perfect date spot for couples. That's why I specifically chose this starbucks, hoping to relive the romantic moments I shared with my girlfriend during my teenage years.

However, just as I was happily sipping my cappuccino and introducing Xiaoxin to the sights of Bali and Guanyin Mountain on the other side of the strait, Xiaoxin suddenly interrupted me with a melancholy look on her face, saying, "You know what? My ex-boyfriend promised me several times that he would take me to the beach for coffee, but he never kept his promise. I never thought that you would bring me here and fulfill my long-held wish..." Seeing her sad expression, I knew that the scenery had reminded her of her unpleasant past with her ex-boyfriend, but I didn't know how to comfort her for a moment, so I quickly changed the subject, saying, "It's nice here, but there are northeast monsoons in spring and autumn, so it gets very cold. If we continue to sit in the outdoor cafe and get chilled after we finish our coffee, we'll definitely catch a cold. How about we go somewhere else to stroll around?" She nodded in agreement, so I took her to wander around Tamsui Old Street. Although she remained quiet, she lingered with interest at the items sold on Tamsui Old Street. However, when I offered to buy her a jade necklace, she smiled and shook her head, politely declining. She simply continued strolling arm-in-arm with me, like a young girl in love. This romantic moment seemed to pass too quickly; before we knew it, the sun was setting, and we were both a little tired, so we decided to take the MRT back to Taipei.

As we entered Tamsui Station and took the escalator to the platform, I let her walk ahead. The station's air conditioning gently ruffled her hair, and a whiff of perfume wafted towards me from behind, making my heart flutter. I blurted out, "It smells wonderful!" She turned and glanced at me, giving me a charming smile without saying anything more. She simply followed me quietly into the train, and we sat down side-by-side, close together. The scent of her perfume grew even stronger in the enclosed car, and I couldn't help but say, "It smells so good!" This made her smile and glance at me again, reaching out to take my hand. A wicked thought stirred within me again, and I said, "I'm so tired, I want to sleep." "Then you can sleep in the car," she said softly.

"I want to sleep with you..." I whispered lewdly in her ear. This made her laugh again, gently squeezing my hand, and tracing my nose with her index finger.

"So, it's decided then?" I whispered again in her ear.

She smiled and glanced at me, almost whispering, "Mmm..." agreeing to my advances.

This overjoyed me, and I instinctively put my arm around her shoulder, pressing her fragrant body closer to mine. The desire that had been dormant all day quietly rose within me. My little brother started to rise restlessly again, but a few hairs were caught in my tight underwear, giving me a feeling of both pain and pleasure. I wished I could tear Xiaoxin apart and devour her right there and then!

We finally made it to Ximen MRT station, but as we exited, we were caught in a downpour. We shared an umbrella and walked through the bustling Ximending, with me telling her about the area while searching for a hotel where we could spend another night together. After walking for a long time, we finally found an old hotel on Hankou Street with a sign that read "Resting for 450 Yuan," and we went in hand in hand. After paying and getting the key, we searched through the maze-like corridors for a while before finally finding our room in a quiet corner.

Upon entering, I saw a worn-out, peculiar high chair beside the bed. Shaped like a barber's chair with a headrest and adjustable backrest, it had two tall supports for straddling the legs, clearly a medical chair used by gynecologists to examine women's genitals.

Seeing this high chair, I immediately understood its purpose. Xiaoxin, however, seemed confused and asked, "What's this chair for?" I smiled lewdly at her, "It's for girls to sit on, with their legs straddling the supports... You'll sit on it in a bit, won't you?" Xiaoxin then realized, her cheeks flushing red as she hurriedly said, "No, I don't want to..." Her shy demeanor made me burst into laughter.

To avoid awkwardness, I turned on the air conditioning and TV as soon as I entered the room, asking her to rest while I went out to buy something. I quickly went to a convenience store and bought two bottles of "Ice and Fire" (a popular Chinese herbal tea), then to a jewelry store and bought a gold ring before rushing back. When I presented the ring to her with both hands, she was so excited she couldn't speak. After a long pause, she said, "So you went for so long just to buy this?" "Try it on and see if it looks good." I treated Xiaoxin like my first love, taking the ring out of the small box and putting it on her finger.

"Hmm, it looks very nice..." The delicate rose-shaped ring was indeed a perfect match for Xiaoxin's slender fingers, making her very satisfied. When she turned her head and looked at me, who was tightly hugging her from behind and gently inhaling the scent of her hair, her eyes gradually became moist and hazy. Our four hot lips were also passionately intertwined in silence…

Chapter Nine: Three Thousand Feet of Lustful Water

A few years ago, an American organization conducted a survey on American women, asking them: Which part of a man's body could bring them the most pleasure? The result was surprising to most people: a man's middle finger!

This survey result was also confirmed in my case with Xiaoxin, because the first time I made love to Xiaoxin, I used my middle finger to tease her hot pussy until she was in ecstasy, and she kept saying that I had a "very strange hand!" Now, I was in bed with her again, and naturally I wouldn't miss this opportunity to let my middle finger show its skills.

Before I even took off her clothes, my hand had already restlessly explored between her legs, my five fingers darting around like eels in a paddy field inside her tight jeans, drawing out her waves of spring water from the deepest part. This excited Xiaoxin, who kissed my lips passionately, her body writhing like a fish just pulled from the water.

When my other hand touched her breasts, she involuntarily let out a soft moan of pleasure, her body going limp and powerless as I stripped off her clothes piece by piece until she was completely naked. I withdrew my wet hand from between her legs and grabbed one of her heaving breasts with each hand, opening my mouth wide to lick them frantically.

Her breasts seemed to be Xiaoxin's erogenous zones as well; under my onslaught, she quickly fell into a state of blissful oblivion. Apart from tilting her head, squinting her eyes, and gently biting her fingers to relieve the endless desire I had aroused, when my middle finger returned to her vulva, I found it already soaked, even wetting a large patch of the sheet. I then slowly shifted my focus downwards, and while she was already lost in passion, I secretly stretched out my tongue and licked the hot vulva that she had previously refused to let me lick.

That's how women are. Normally they're incredibly shy and reserved, but once a man truly arouses them, they become completely open and defenseless, disregarding everything else. Xiaoxin is a prime example—once I ignited her desire, she became a completely docile lamb. Whether I inserted my middle finger into her vagina and used the "6" technique to tease her hidden G-spot, or used my tongue to gently caress and tease her clitoris, she accepted everything without question, repaying me with an endless stream of lustful fluid.

In *Dream of the Red Chamber*, Jia Baoyu said, "Of the three thousand feet of weak water, I only drink a single ladleful," to show his steadfastness in love. For me, it's "Of the three thousand feet of lustful fluid, I only drink a single ladleful." After all, no matter how skilled a woman is, being able to produce a large spoonful of love fluid from a man is already remarkable; if she can produce that much without becoming exhausted, then such a woman is simply extraordinary! Therefore, I am not greedy at all. If a woman can give me a "scoop" of her vaginal fluid, I will be content!

Of course, to make a woman's vaginal fluid gush forth like a spring from heaven, a man must have considerable skill and stamina. Thanks to the skills my wife and I have honed over more than ten years of dating, as well as our daily physical training, I have considerable confidence in this. This is evidenced by Xiao Xin's overwhelmingly positive reaction to my oral skills.

However, I am not satisfied with the status quo. I have an even wilder plan to implement. Therefore, I lifted Xiao Xin, who was almost unconscious, high off the bed with her arms wrapped around her waist. She was startled and opened her eyes, looking at me timidly, and asked, "What are you doing?" I smiled slightly at her, without answering, but simply lifted her high and buried my face in her genitals, licking and sucking wildly. She hadn't expected me to pull such a move, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, "Oh..." She opened her arms and tightly embraced my head, kissing me incessantly. Her already overflowing vaginal fluids, mixed with my saliva, slowly slid down her thighs from her hot vulva, dripping onto the floor like a shimmering pearl necklace.

This chain of vaginal fluid beads, following my steps, slowly extended from the bedside to the worn-out high chair. After I put Xiaoxin down, it gathered into a heart-shaped sparkling diamond on the high chair, as if freezing our fleeting romance into a momentary, eternal love...

Chapter Ten: Meeting You, Parting You

... When my tongue finally managed to squeeze into Xiaoxin's hot vulva with all its might, the intense stimulation made her tremble involuntarily.

I gently placed her two pink legs on the back of the high stool, spreading them wide apart in a V-shape. This position naturally revealed her already soaking wet, hot cunt to me, stimulating me to raise my spear in salute to her cunt.

So, without wasting any more time, I adjusted my position and thrust into her, aiming straight for her deepest point. My hard and hot spear made her let out a soft "humph," the most intoxicating sigh for any man. Her already overflowing lustful fluids gushed out in large gushes, soaking our joined parts.

At first, I slowly thrust in and out, enjoying the pleasure of being united with her again. As her eyes gradually became unfocused and hazy, I began to speed up and thrust harder and harder.

But her hot pussy tightened more and more, gripping my penis tightly. Eventually, I had to use even more force to pull out and thrust back in. Each time I pulled my penis out, it slightly lifted her lower body off the chair, and each time I thrust in again, her overflowing vaginal fluids sprayed out, covering the high chair, the floor, and even our thighs and lower abdomens in a sticky mess.

In this intense, direct battle, we were both soon panting and drenched in sweat. Eventually, we couldn't even distinguish between our sweat and our thick, mixed vaginal fluids. I was utterly exhausted.

He pulled the spear from her hot cunt, his hands wantonly caressing every private part of her skin, while their lips met in a passionate kiss, like two travelers dying of thirst in the desert, vying for each other's saliva to quench their extreme desire.

Perhaps it's because modern, highly commercialized and urbanized society has ground people down like a millstone of money, leaving them nearly dried up, both spiritually and physically.

So much so that the more material wealth and seemingly enviable prosperity one possesses, the more inexplicably empty one feels inside. Once encountering someone who resonates even slightly, even a casual meeting, a spark ignites quickly, like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, hoping to find something to fill the void in one's heart.

My relationship with Xiaoxin, which quickly developed into a passionate sexual partnership shortly after our first meeting, is perhaps a concrete example of this societal norm. Therefore, whether Xiaoxin and I were kissing or making love, we tried our best to extract more pleasure from each other and did everything we could to please each other, for fear that if we missed this opportunity, we would never have another chance.

I've often heard people say, "Love is about giving, not possessing," but in reality, the selfish nature of humanity makes it difficult to give without possessing in love. Therefore, I've always scoffed at this saying, considering it an outdated and pedantic doctrine. However, in the past two days with Xiaoxin, I've truly experienced the essence of this statement for the first time, especially during sex. We only thought about bringing each other greater pleasure; nothing else mattered.

It was as if we were competing to see who could bring the most pleasure to the other. Not only did my thrusting into Xiaoxin increase in speed, but Xiaoxin's legs spread wide, her hips lifted, her waist twisted, and her sexy cunt thrusting in and out at an astonishing frequency.

With our combined efforts, my penis swelled to its largest size ever inside Xiaoxin's hot cunt, fucking her until it was almost boiling, making "gurgling...gurgling...gurgling...gurgling..." sounds. Hot, wet fluids sprayed everywhere like lava erupting from a volcano... This seemingly endless, all-out sex finally pushed Xiaoxin and me to our absolute limit. Amid her soft moans and gasps, I involuntarily let out a thunderous roar, and thick, hot semen, like lightning, surged forth simultaneously, rapidly attacking Xiaoxin's forehead, cheeks, breasts, and lower abdomen, finally leaving a trickle of fluid outside her hot cunt... It was already

seven o'clock in the evening when I finally dressed and left the old hotel room filled with traces of our unrestrained passion and endless memories of the past two days. The early spring night rain, as cold as winter snow, rushed towards us, scattering from the edge of our small umbrella onto Xiaoxin and me. She instinctively snuggled into my arms, and I instinctively reached out and held her tightly. We walked silently on the sidewalk of Zhonghua Road, which was covered in a layer of water. The dim night, filled with the noise of cars and motorcycles speeding by, made the scene even more desolate.

It was time to part. No matter how happy these past two days had been, all good things must come to an end. But I unconsciously slowed my pace, wanting to spend more time with Xiaoxin, which naturally made the journey to the Taipei Bus Terminal seem longer. After walking for a few minutes, Xiaoxin couldn't help but ask, "How much further? Should we call a taxi?" "It's just ahead, only a few hundred meters. It'll be there in a minute. Taxi drivers in Taipei don't like taking short trips." Although my answer was true, my real intention was to walk with Xiaoxin under the same umbrella for just one more minute.

"Oh..." Xiaoxin didn't seem to think too much about it, but silently snuggled closer to me, letting me continue to hold her as we strolled slowly in the rain. On the lonely street, it felt as if only the two of us were left.

This atmosphere stirred within me, someone who had spent over a decade navigating the fiercely competitive workplace, gradually losing the sensitivity of my youth and becoming indifferent to even the most significant matters. It stirred feelings long forgotten in the darkest corners of my heart, prompting me to softly hum a song by Taiwanese folk singer Su Lai from over twenty years ago: "

If I were to come into this world,

only to meet you once, only for that one fleeting moment in billions of years,

a moment where all the sweetness and sorrow reside. Let everything that should happen

appear in that instant. Let me bow my head in gratitude to all the planets for their assistance

, allowing me to meet you and part from you, completing a poem written by God

, and then slowly growing old. Let me meet you and part from you

... Let me meet you and part from you

..." While humming this song, I didn't sing the lyrics; at Xiaoxin's age, she certainly hadn't heard it before. However, the deeply melancholic melody seemed to resonate with her, drawing her closer to me. Before I knew it, we had arrived at the Taipei Bus Terminal. I bought her a ticket for the "Ho-Hsin" bus to Tainan, and we had just sat down to wait for the bus when my phone rang again.

"Why aren't you back yet?" It was my wife calling again. Usually, if I were home, I would have already prepared dinner for her, and she was used to it. Today, I hadn't returned yet, and she was probably starving.

"I'm taking my online friend to catch the bus. You can make some dumplings for yourself; I'll be right back." After saying that, I hung up. Usually, I'm a stay-at-home husband, but today I decided to take a day off.

"Is that your wife calling?" Xiaoxin asked. "You should go back first." "It's okay, the car will be here soon, I'll wait with you for a bit," I said with a smile, then casually tried to make her laugh with some funny topics, but she just stared straight ahead with a tense face, only responding with "Hmm... Oh..." I assumed she was upset because I hadn't called a taxi to take her here and she had walked so far in the rain, so I wisely stopped talking, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward.

Fortunately, the car she needed arrived, so I got up to see her off. She waved without turning her head and went straight through the ticket gate to get on the car, then went straight to the back of the car and sat down by the window. I waved to her again, but she didn't react. After a while, the bus finally started moving. At the moment it turned the corner, the station lights shone on the seat where Xiaoxin was sitting. I could only see raindrops covering the windowpane, and rain was also falling on Xiaoxin's face inside…

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