My Memories with Moonlight (Part Two)

The first post was published by someone else without my knowledge. I felt a little apprehensive after finding out, as if I had been stripped naked in public. I was uneasy. But after wandering around the amusement park for a few days, I had many feelings and decided to share my experience for everyone to discuss, hoping to find redemption for my soul. (
Part 2 of "Those Things Under the Moonlight")
The other person's bed felt so unfamiliar. I lay down silently, wrapped in thick pajamas, my thoughts racing. When did I, who always had a pure heart like a young girl, become so crazy? Where did my youthful exclusivity in love go? Why am I sleeping in someone else's bed? After thinking about these random thoughts for a while, tears blurred my vision. Moonlight came, and he lay down beside me, gently pulling me into his arms. For the first time, he comforted me like a grown man. I'm sensitive, my heart is soft, and I didn't want to ruin the beautiful atmosphere of the game. I was a little afraid that I wouldn't be able to control myself and would lose control in someone else's home, so I started to reciprocate, trying to relax as quickly as possible with his comfort. He untied the ties of my nightgown and caressed me. My body was unusually sensitive, but I still couldn't let go of my selfishness as a man. I longed for them to be by my side, for me to watch over them, to say a few warm words, to make me feel like I wasn't an object to be exchanged. Moonlight's caresses grew heavier, and my breathing became rapid. I gripped his erect weapon, and a shameful desire to be possessed by him rose within me. He rolled over, pressing down on me, his warm, moist body rubbing against me, skillfully finding his final destination. I held his long, smooth body, swaying, enjoying the feeling of being filled, rising and falling... Very good, very good... I sat on Moonlight, numbing my mind in a frenzy, reveling in the mechanical stimulation in my obsession, greedily and selflessly striving for some kind of climax. The shameless pleasure consumed my entire soul. Moonlight, beneath me, mumbled at the opportune moment, "I wonder how they're doing it?" In an instant, I plummeted from the clouds to the abyss. I stopped and told him, "Go and see!" Moonlight was a henpecked husband. Because of his wife's feelings, I couldn't witness my husband's arousal with another man. But at this moment, his curiosity clouded his judgment. Ignoring his wife's fear of scolding, he got out of bed and rushed to their master bedroom… On that unfamiliar bed, I lay alone, letting my body cool, unable to know the story of the threesome. It felt like an eternity; not a single man seemed to notice my existence. Only the air surrounded me, embracing me tightly. My husband is usually considerate of others' feelings, but lust permeated the next room. His selfishness made him forget the woman he brought out for the first time, and he forgot his initial intention that it was mainly for his wife to enjoy herself. I got up, opened QQ, and played online games. While aimlessly clicking through web pages, I suddenly realized that Moonlight's wife preferred to be alone with a man and was always afraid of her husband watching. Her husband also didn't want anyone to disturb him. I wondered if I should call Moonlight, who was like a child, over. It didn't matter if they didn't do it, as long as he wasn't disturbing them. I went to the door and gently called Moonlight's name. Pushing it open, I was shocked to find Moonlight on top of his wife, while my husband sat beside them watching. It was completely different from what I had imagined. I panicked and retreated, sitting on the bed with a pounding heart. My man—he…he didn't do it, and he didn't even think of his wife! A mixture of grief, resentment, and pain welled up inside me. I texted him, demanding to know why. He came over and lay down beside me, wanting to touch me, but I suddenly felt that everything was so dirty. I wanted a simple and peaceful life, to stay with one man for life, to have only one man's hand roam over my body, to wake up in my dreams to a familiar face. From the first stirrings of love, from an innocent girl, this only man in my life has educated me step by step to where I am now. I trusted him so much, and was so willing to give everything for him, even my life! In terms of sex, he has always been relentlessly pursuing and teaching me, making me writhe beneath him, raising my sexual intelligence step by step. He then used the promise of enjoying life to entice me, making me feel like I am riddled with wounds, yet shamelessly indulging myself, letting my mind lose control of my body, letting my primal desires always overcome my reason, while he can enjoy more new and exciting things.
Moonlight and his wife finished quickly. Hearing Moonlight's wife walk into the living room, my kind heart instantly forgot my sorrow. Afraid that the game would become awkward because of me, I eagerly urged my husband to go and be with that woman. Because in our limited interactions, I had learned that she preferred to be with my husband in these situations, just as my husband preferred to be with her. My disobedient husband obediently left me and left very well. My mind was blank. It seemed that he gave me a perfunctory hug when he left, or maybe not, it was just my assumption in my current recollection! Moonlight returned to my side in his pajamas. I casually asked him about the scene he saw of his husband and wife when he went in. In his account, the pain of his husband's betrayal overwhelmed me. A soft thorn in my heart was something I wanted to pull out but couldn't. It hurt, but it also aroused my desire. I mentally whipped myself a hundred times, but the pain was mixed with a strange excitement. Moonlight held me, his mind filled with excitement, but his body could no longer feel hot. His manhood, which Moonlight had washed, became erect again, feeling a little tired to the touch. It seemed that washing hadn't removed the scent of other women. My obsessive cleanliness made my body go from damp to dry in an instant. I knew that no matter how much I wanted it in my heart, my body could never go back to the way it was at the beginning. Conversation was more satisfying than doing. We talked about everything related to the topic, naturally and easily. As the night deepened, the next room remained lively. I didn't try to imagine it, but I already knew all the details, because I knew too much about the naan industry. 谋晷铝⒁焓强梢匀门送跛缘募饨小2患堑霉硕磕茫沼诨匦鸥嬷鐾炅耍蛭缟衔颐且习嗷嵩缭绲钠鹄矗叶绻鸥嫠咭宜谝黄穑颐强梢圆挥么蛉疟鹑硕那牡幕厝ィ磺樵傅睦戳耍鹿庾П耍颐窃谝黄鹞抒撸?/P>
A misty, early autumn morning. We embarked on our journey home, rambling on and on, tears streaming down our faces... (to be continued)

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