Midnight Orchid

The starlight scattered across the sea, reflecting tiny fluorescent lights. Waves crashed against the shore, shattering and breaking against the rocks before gently returning to the ocean. A bright moon rose in the distance, casting a silvery-white trail across the water, inspiring a desire to follow its path into the depths.
Four years ago, she met her current husband in Shenzhen, married him, and moved far away. Now she has a car, a house, and children; she's content, but she's not.
She touches her face; it's still smooth and delicate. Her figure has slightly plumped, but it doesn't detract from her beauty; on the contrary, it exudes a mature charm. Her lower abdomen is slightly rounded, but not obese; it's not noticeable unless you run your hand over it. Her once rounded buttocks are no longer as elastic, but they haven't lost their shape; they simply feel soft and full.
Indeed, she remains a captivating young woman, even though she is actually 30 years old. Without needing to dress up, she still exudes the aura of a mature and alluring woman, inspiring a desire to pluck and trample upon her.
"Oh~" "So comfortable, insert it deeper~" Her fingers moved quickly in and out of the small hole, but it still couldn't fill the endless emptiness.
Sometimes people feel inexplicably melancholy, their mood drops for no reason, they want to get angry for no reason, but they have nowhere to vent. When they are alone, they feel sad, staring at one spot for a long time, and tears will fall without them realizing it.
Li Zhilan is like that now, she doesn't know why she is in a bad mood. Her husband doesn't come home on time two or three times a week, he is busy outside making a living, but lately every time he comes home, Li Zhilan will argue with him. She will get angry over inexplicable questions and trivial things, leaving her husband confused and not knowing what to do.
In the morning, she gets up. She washes her face and brushes her teeth. She eats breakfast, takes the children to school, goes to buy groceries on the way, comes back and rests for a while, and then does lunch. Eat, sleep, do some odd jobs, pick up the kids. Cook, eat, watch TV, sleep. Days pass by like this, seemingly busy, yet accomplishing nothing. Utterly tasteless.
The banyan trees on both sides cast dappled shadows on the pavement under the dim yellow streetlights. I walk home, stepping through the dappled shadows. The kids are already asleep, but I don't want to rest so early. I turn on the computer and aimlessly browse, QQ is empty, just rambling on about trivial things.
While looking at gossip, a notification pops up in the lower right corner, like an email, probably some kind of confession email. I receive them almost every day, and they've accumulated a lot. Since I don't have much work to do, I might as well clean up my inbox. With that thought, I open my email, and there are ten emails starting with "ad".
"Little hole"
... Wait, no, there's no email I received today. What was that flashing just now? Looking further down, I found a message in a bottle. What kind of device is that? I think I threw one in a bottle before when I was bored, but there was never a response. The bottles I retrieved were basically just dumping, boring.
But she still opened the bottle. The message was simple: "Your soft tongue," followed by a slick emoji.
What does that mean? She thought to herself, and just replied like that. Then she looked at the message box, waiting for a reply. But... no reply.
Another bored person, huh? She closed the bottle and continued cleaning her inbox. Select all and delete—two simple steps, and her inbox was empty, just like her current mood.
Just as she was about to close her email, she received another message in a bottle: "Holding you in my arms, kissing your lips.
A passionate kiss... I feel your soft clothes..." It was supposed to be a wet kiss. A smile crept onto her lips. Why hadn't she thought of that before? Perhaps it had been too long since she'd felt that passionate kiss. These days, her husband always came home exhausted, ate, and went straight to sleep. They had sex, but it was all just a formality, lacking the initial passion and romance.
That's how things are; if you don't think about it, nothing happens, but once a thought arises, it's impossible to shake it off. Perhaps she genuinely wanted a hug, or perhaps it was just a perfunctory gesture out of boredom, but anyway, she inexplicably sent a hugging emoji.
—Let you nestle in my arms, my arms around you, gently stroking your back.
—Hold you tightly in my embrace, my chin resting on your shoulder, breathing in the scent of your hair, gently caressing the ends.
This is tacit understanding, or perhaps the other person is a man who deeply understands women's psychology, knowing what a woman is thinking and what she needs. His words are like a venomous snake; though simple, each sentence strikes her heart perfectly. How I wish it were really like this—this is her answer, and this is what she wants now.
—I am right beside you now, quietly walking behind you after your death, brushing your hair aside, kissing your neck, wrapping my arms around your waist.
It feels like I'm actually there. Behind the screen, it seems pitch black, yet in this darkness, a band of light leads to an unknown distance, connecting a man and a woman who are strangers to each other in the dead of night. At this moment, she knows her heart is trembling, as if someone is standing behind her, a tickling illusion on her neck, and a warmth in her lower abdomen—is it the warmth of someone's hand? She now longs to be held like this, an urgent need! "Hold me tight!"—Hold you tightly, press your waist and hips together, warm your back with my chest.
Actually, she doesn't really like chatting on QQ. q, there are no friends, basically all familiar people, no pure online friends, most of them have grayed-out avatars, some have never even spoken, just left there because they think the panel is too empty after deleting it.
That little guy seemed to hear her thoughts, every ethereal movement was a detailed description of the scene she wanted, making her unconsciously intoxicated, "I'm going to be melted by you." — Let you melt in my arms, flow in my heart, kiss your ear, press against your cheek, and press your face together. The scene of
whispering sweet nothings immediately appeared in her mind, the real feeling transmitted through her neurons to every cell in her body, she felt her face was burning, and her breath seemed a little uneven. "Oh~ "!" This is a signal, an acknowledgment of what the other has done, and also a signal of demand, confirming that it needs more now!
— Kissing your cheek, capturing your lips, and holding them.
"How romantic~" She has unconsciously opened her mouth slightly, her tongue lightly licking her lips, seemingly responding to the kiss.
— Turning you around, wrapping my arms around your waist, pressing my lips to yours, using the tip of my tongue to part your lips.
"I'm opening my mouth." She begins to respond, wanting to stay together like this. She likes this feeling, and wants more. Her heart begins to race, a mixture of anticipation and fear. What will happen next?
—A passionate kiss, drawing your tongue in, entwining it with yours.
He began to invade her mouth, like a master chess player subtly constructing a trap, ready to pounce once the opponent is caught. His advances didn't alarm her; instead, she began to fall deeper into his trap.
"I love this feeling."
—He held her tightly, his warm skin sliding across her back, gently stroking it, slowly moving downwards.
A sensation of ants gnawing at her bones arose on her back, her skin taut. She involuntarily twisted her body slightly, as if guiding his hands to a wider area within his embrace.
"So comfortable."
—Gently kneading your soft waist, scratching the soft flesh between your thighs, slowly moving to the front, stroking your tender lower abdomen.
A surge of heat rises in her lower abdomen, her legs slightly open and close, revealing her unease, a kind of eager anticipation swirling in her heart. She straightens her back, tenses her lower abdomen, whether unwilling to let the other touch her excess flesh or more convenient to let the other touch her, it's hard to say.
"So hot."
—Hands slowly caress your lower abdomen, fingertips lightly touching, quietly moving upwards... "Oh~!" —Fingertips touch...what is that?
"You're so clever~ asking the obvious."
—What kind of bra is it?
"Black lace, it's a set with the panties." Do women all like to show off their beautiful clothes?
She has forgotten that this is private underwear, not something that can be shown to others, she only wants to show herself completely to the other person.
"So sexy, must be very beautiful?" "My heart is beating so fast." "Okay
, after you wash, lick your brother's penis clean. " As the other person deepened their
penetration, Li Zhilan completely forgot that the other person was a complete stranger, leading her into the abyss of desire, and she had already let it go, even actively cooperating... Her hand opened the mouse, grasped and kneaded her breasts, and following the other person's instructions, began to knead her breasts with alternating tightness and looseness, her fingertips sinking into the tight cleavage, rubbing along the tender banks, the thin nightgown began to slide down, revealing the spring scenery of her chest, that intoxicating white and high peak.
— Push your bra up, grasp your breasts directly, press your nipples in your palms, and massage your breasts.
Following the other person's guidance, Li Zhilan was already mesmerized. She lifted her bra, and her fair breasts sprang out, the sensitive nipples rubbing against the soft nightgown, already beginning to become full and erect. Her breasts were swollen, as if she wanted a pair of hands to knead and shape them. She squeezed and kneaded her breasts forcefully, the soft flesh overflowing between her thumb and forefinger, the erect nipples pressing against her palms.
"Oh~ harder..."
—Take off your bra, the large neckline of the bra goes inside, grasp your breasts, and knead your nipples with your fingertips, making them erect.
"They're already perky." Li Zhilan didn't even think, reaching behind her to untie the bra straps, pulling the bra and nightgown out, throwing them on the ground. The urgent task was to pinch and knead the erect nipples with her fingertips, just as the other person had said.
—Lift up your clothes, let your breasts stand out, move your mouth down, kiss your cheeks, your chin, your neck, your tongue gently licking the hollow of your neck.
Li Zhilan lifted her clothes and then let them fall again, no longer caring to respond, her hands kneading her breasts vigorously, her tender nipples being pinched until they turned purple, red marks appearing on her white flesh, but she was completely unaware, immersed in the moment.
—Her tongue licked your collarbone, down and up your breasts, squeezing your breasts, licking your cleavage.
Li Zhilan's hands forcefully pushed her breasts together, her high breasts pressed together, her nipples almost touching, trying her best to thrust her breasts forward, as if offering her flesh to the non-existent person in front of her.
—My darling, put your nipple in my mouth, hold your nipple in my mouth, lick it hard with my tongue.
"I feel so good..." Li Zhilan murmured, cupping her breasts in her hands and swaying her body from side to side. She seemed to finish one nipple and move on to the next, her nipples growing increasingly luscious, turning a rosy red, and reaching an unprecedented height.
—A hand moved downwards, tracing her lower abdomen, gently rubbing her pubic hair.
"Oh~!" A surge of heat rose in Li Zhilan's lower abdomen, her legs tightening, a tingling, itchy sensation shooting from her groin to her brain. The intense itching made her restless, her legs opening and closing repeatedly. She could feel the heat flowing out, her panties clinging to her sensitive areas, seemingly soaked.
"It's all your fault~" "!" Li Zhilan no longer knew what she was doing. Her head was buzzing. Following her body's instincts, she stroked her private parts, her fingers probing and digging into her vulva. Soon, it became wet, and she could clearly hear the wet sounds coming from her private parts.
Two fingers went in together, trying to penetrate deeper, but she couldn't reach the source of the tingling sensation. She was almost going crazy.
—Fingertips downwards, stroking your soft flesh, rubbing against your vulva through your panties. Darling, why are your panties wet?
—Then take them off. Pull your panties down and press them directly against your labia. Place your fingers in the center of your labia and rub your tender flesh.
"Oh~! Harder, I'm so happy..." Li Zhilan quickly got up, took off her panties, and kicked herself on the ground. She urgently reached for her wet vulva, vigorously rubbing her labia. Her fingers pressed in the center, her knuckles rubbing against her tender flesh.
—Fingertips, wet with your juices, stroke upwards along the cleft of your vulva, parting your labia minora, pressing against that little bud… She no longer cared about his blatant teasing, she only wanted more. Her damp fingers pressed against your clitoris, already engorged and erect, visible even without parting, if he were truly in front of her. Her fingertips pressed against your clitoris, the increasingly tingling and itchy sensation sending waves of pleasure through her vagina. At this moment, she felt so empty, a heart-wrenching emptiness, wanting to be filled, anything, to fill her body, to fill her empty heart.
“I want it~, I want it so much~!”
—Want what? A treasure?
Li Zhilan sat quietly on the bench, watching the ebb and flow of the tide before her, neither thinking nor sleeping.
“I want you~!”
—Want what?
“Come in~”
—Come in what?
"Your cock! I want your cock!"
Li Zhilan's fingers were already inside her labia, the two labia glistening with lustful moisture as they parted to reveal the tender, red flesh of her vulva. Her vaginal opening was slightly ajar, awaiting entry. Milky white fluid gushed from her vulva, flowing down her buttocks and onto the chair, making her bottom sticky.
—The cock was ready, the thick glans teasing her vulva, parting her labia, rubbing against her vulva with her own fluids.
She could almost feel the temperature of the cock, so hard and hot against her lower body. "Come in quickly~!" —Parting her labia, holding the cock, giving it a bath with her own fluids.
"Stop torturing me, I want you!"
The reply was quick, a rapid response. She suddenly felt a warmth all over her body, as if a small person was truly surrounding her, and she just wanted to enjoy this moment of peace. "Mmm." She answered with a single word.
—The glans pressed against her clitoris, rubbing it forcefully with her vaginal fluids, making it red and swollen.
"Fuck me! I want your cock to fuck me~!"
—The large glans stretched open her opening, wet with her vaginal fluids, and forcefully thrust inside!
Under the intense stimulation, Li Zhilan had abandoned her pride and began to indulge her desires, directly stating her needs and demanding what she wanted from the other person.
—The huge cock plunged all the way in, the hot glans forcing open the soft flesh inside, pressing against your cervix, grinding hard against your clitoris.
"Fuck me...fuck me hard..."
—Where do you want me to fuck you?
"My pussy."
—What's down there?
The other person continued methodically and unhurriedly, Li Zhilan was almost going crazy.
—Is it your pussy?
"Yes."
—Beg me to fuck you!
"Please, fuck my pussy with your big cock~!"
—The huge cock thrust forcefully in and out of your pussy, the thick glans forcing open your pussy flesh, the hot glans scraping against the tender flesh of your pussy, drawing out your juices, making your pussy drip wet.
"Oh~! Hurry~ I feel so good~!"
These increasingly lewd words escaped her lips, traveling through the signals formed by the intersecting 0s and 1s, appearing on the other person's computer as a lewd image: a naked young woman sat in front of the computer, one hand vigorously kneading her tender breasts, the other hand rapidly thrusting her glistening vulva with her finger.
—Call me brother
, "Brother, fuck me!"
—Fuck you where?
"Fuck my little cunt, I'm your little slutty cunt." —Will
you fuck me every day from now on?
"Yes, I want brother's big cock to fuck my little slutty cunt every day."
—I'll bathe my cock with your cunt water every day
—Good girl, be brother's little bitch. "I'm brother's little bitch, I want brother's big cock to fuck my slutty cunt every day~" "I want brother to shoot inside, fill my cunt until it's full~"

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