Having sex with an online friend in a hotel

I'm currently in Heilongjiang, male, 31 years old, 156 kg, 181 cm tall. I'm single and yearn for sex, romance, and passion. The monotony of real life and the pressure of work make me want to indulge myself. Would you like to share that emotional experience with me? Please, ladies with respectable professions, contact me. I sincerely hope that our brief encounter will spark the most beautiful passion in our lives! The internet is like a dream, a fantasy. I spend my days wandering in the online world, exchanging a few words with countless strangers, and time slips away. Only when I shut down the computer do I realize that what I need is more than just verbal comfort.

This kind of internet has changed my life. I no longer need to consider the responsibilities I bear before doing anything. Perhaps I go online just to vent.

Unintentionally, I met her online. I didn't even pay much attention when we met, so much so that when she asked me when we met, I couldn't answer. But without many words or elaborate romance, we grew closer and closer until one day, she sent me her photos and told me she was coming to see me. I still couldn't believe it, so I asked her, "Really?"

She didn't answer my question directly and went offline.

It was a weekend, or rather, yesterday afternoon. My friends and I were enjoying taking photos and picnicking at Slender West Lake. As I was rowing, my phone rang. Her voice came from the other end, timid, "Can you come pick me up now?"

I didn't ask any more questions. After finding out her exact location, I went to pick her up. I don't know what I was feeling when I went. I just knew I wasn't prepared to welcome my online lover. Being single for so long had made me indifferent to relationships. Through the car window, I saw her standing at the station exit. A gust of wind blew by, and I saw her long hair flying in the wind, so charming and beautiful.

Shyness, embarrassment, timidity—I couldn't find the right words to describe my feelings. I just smiled slightly, asked her a simple question, and then led her to a taxi. Sitting in McDonald's, I finally started to notice her appearance. To be honest, she was a stunning beauty, though her face didn't quite match her age. Perhaps it was the trials society had dealt her, or perhaps she had experienced many hardships. It's just that she worked a profession that wasn't exactly glamorous.

Long hair and purple lipstick made her look quite different from the people I usually encountered. What student would dress like that? She looked at me and asked, "Why are you staring at me? Don't you care about me? Ask if my journey was pleasant?" I was speechless, feeling like it was all a dream. We talked a lot—about her work, her friends, my school, my future…

Looking out at the traffic and colorful neon lights, I pulled her along in the night market and told her that I could be her online lover, and I could be her lover in real life too! She looked at me, suddenly laughed, ran away, and turned back to me, laughing as she said, "You can't do it, I know it's impossible. From the beginning, I didn't ask for much. I just wanted you to treat me well when we were together. After all, true happiness is hard to come by. Promise me you won't leave me now

, okay?" I remained silent. It wasn't that I had nothing to say, but I didn't want to argue too much about that topic. Compared to feelings that develop in real life, online relationships are so fragile. I held her hand, and neither of us said a word as we walked down one street, then another.

In the hotel elevator, I looked up at her face and suddenly saw tears welling up in her eyes. She was crying. I didn't know why, but my intuition told me she was disappointed in my attitude. But how could she know that I wanted to tell her I really didn't care what she did for a living, how old she was, or whether she was innocent? The love I told her was genuine! Without looking directly at her face, I whispered, "I'm sorry!"

Walking into the room, I felt the air conditioning was too hot, so I took off my coat and sat down in a chair. Suddenly, she came up to me, hugged me, kissed me, and held me tightly. I was at a loss for words, looking into her eyes. I don't know when I had such courage, holding her in my arms, kissing her wildly, kissing her neck, eyes, and hair… It was the first time I had done this, the first time I had kissed a stranger, and I even completely forgot about my girlfriend at that moment. I turned off my phone; I needed some quiet time with her.

She took off my clothes one by one, kissing me as she removed her own skirt and underwear, until we were both naked. I kissed her wildly. I was initially scared, but seeing her actions, I understood that what she needed was me, the understanding and emotional comfort I offered. There weren't many words; it all seemed to be going according to plan, just like her, just like her kissing me, kissing my entire body.

So, having cast aside the shyness and unfamiliarity, we played around in the bathroom without any restraint, kissing each other in the shower. I think I'll never forget that scene for the rest of my life. It turns out, that kind of liberation and indulgence is the most natural. I felt guilty; I even doubted my own love for her. I told her, "Li Li, let me tell you, I truly love you!" She pointed the showerhead at my head and asked, "What about your girlfriend?" Haha, it's ridiculous. At that moment, I didn't know how to answer, because I knew I loved my girlfriend more.

She hugged me as if nothing had happened, pulling my hands and leading me to the bed. Before I could understand what was happening, she was on top of me, kissing my chest and stomach, until she took my penis into her mouth… That feeling was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. I didn't understand why she did this. Was such a sacrifice worth it? Looking at her satisfied eyes, I stopped thinking and quietly enjoyed the pleasure she gave me. She looked up and asked, "Is it good?"

I looked at her without speaking. I picked her up, laid her on the bed, and slowly kissed her. Her hands hooked around my neck, stroking my back. I forgot everything; at that moment, all I wanted was to bring her pleasure. I caressed her full breasts, slowly stroking them, watching her expression, hearing her moans. My hands moved from her shoulders to her buttocks; I was surprised by how smooth her buttocks were, how fair her skin was.

She grabbed my penis and guided it until it entered her wet vagina. She let out a satisfied moan, then pressed my buttocks down, encouraging me to thrust repeatedly… Five minutes, ten minutes… I never thought I could last so long. She responded to me constantly, and even my breathing became rapid. I kept repeating the same position until I heard her tell me again that she had come. Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore, and I ejaculated.

She glanced at me, lay on top of me, kissed me, then bent down and licked up what I had ejaculated. To my astonishment, she actually ate all of my semen. Perhaps it was just a formality.

I lit a cigarette, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked her, puzzled, "Lili, why did you do this? You know I have a girlfriend." She looked at me with a strange expression and said, "Can you please stop asking these kinds of questions? Does everything need a reason?" Does it? Doesn't it? I don't know.

I looked at her and said, "You're very beautiful." She smiled and said, "Really? That's because I take good care of myself!" Haha, so she can be pretentious too. I laughed and said, "You're also quite voluptuous." She paused for a moment, then screamed, "You're so naughty!" and pounced on me again. She bit my shoulder like a madwoman. I said it hurt, but she ignored me and kept changing her methods, screaming...

Perhaps in certain situations, too many words aren't necessary, and perhaps there are many ways to express emotions. Last night, we expressed our feelings in that way.

Holding her, we leaned against the 17th-floor window, counting building after building, whispering sweet nothings, and then it was endless lovemaking. We tried all sorts of positions, experiencing the thrill and pleasure. Then, without realizing it, I fell asleep. When I woke up, she was already washing her face. I sneaked up behind her and kissed her. She turned to me and said, "I have to go back to Nanjing." I was surprised and asked her, "Why are you leaving today? Can't you stay one more night?" She just smiled. "Was it just about making love?" I fell silent again.

Leaving the Jinghua Hotel, I hailed a taxi, but she turned back. She told me she needed to buy a newspaper across the street. I didn't mind, took a cigarette from my pocket, lit it, and watched her cross the street. I turned back and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air. When I turned to look for her again, she was gone. I thought something had happened. I crossed the street, but I still couldn't see her. She had vanished, just as silently as she had come to me…

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