Fireline Couple

I. An Ordinary Childhood
Afan, Chengxiong, and I grew up together in Gancheng Second Village. Our three families lived next to each other, but our fathers had different positions in the military. Afan's father was a sergeant major, Chengxiong's father was a platoon leader, and my father was a lieutenant colonel battalion commander. However, we did not serve in the same unit. We each worked our own shifts and took our own leave. But we had a few things in common: we all had very low incomes, we rarely went home, and our mothers all did side jobs. We were just trying our best to make a living.
We each have brothers or sisters. The reason the three of us played together was that we were the same age. We went to the same school and class from the first grade of elementary school. We went to and from school together every day, and we would go down to the big ditch to catch clams and frogs. The other two would protect me because they called me a crybaby. I would cry not only when I fell in the ditch and scraped my knee, but I would also cry when I was scared by the barking of the black dog in the alley in front of me.
Although the three of us were born in the same year, Afan was born in August, Chengxiong in September, and I, the youngest, in November, so I called them all "older brothers." After graduating from junior high school, the three of us went our separate ways. Afan entered a military academy's officer training program, Chengxiong's grades were slightly worse, so he was admitted to the private Xingwo Middle School, and I went to Jingxiu Girls' School. Our opportunities to be together decreased, but we would still occasionally meet on weekends. During the three years of high school, Afan grew into a tall and strong man, 182cm tall and weighing about 80kg. He had already been assigned to the military police unit. Chengxiong had also grown quite a bit taller, reaching 168cm and weighing about 60kg. He was very refined and gentle. As for me, standing in front of the full-length mirror, hmm! Not bad either, quite pretty. As for how tall I am, how much I weigh, how big my breasts are, and how perky my butt is, well! That's a secret, I won't tell you.
Our girls' school was a church school, and the management was very strict. Dating was not allowed, but they couldn't control what was in the girls' hearts. They couldn't control whether a girl had someone she liked or not. I had actually fallen for my childhood friend, Afan. He was tall and strong, and the military training had made him even more imposing. He looked very impressive in his neat uniform. I secretly liked him. He also liked to hold my hand and walk with me along the embankment by the ditch to watch the sunset. He told me that after he finished his term as a non-commissioned officer, he would go to take the entrance exam for officer school and seek advancement in the military.
At that time, my father, Colonel Jin Sheng, was a commander, my older brother graduated from university and went to England for further studies, I was admitted to the Ming Chuan University School of Business, and Cheng Xiong graduated from high school and took a leave of absence to work selling used cars. We often met, and sometimes we would go to the movies or go ice skating together.
Life went on peacefully, day after day. It was Saturday, and A-Fan came back, telling me he'd been selected as a sniper instructor and would be training at the Pingtung base for three months. He said he had a few days off and would report to Pingtung next Monday. I was very reluctant to see him go and clung to him, wanting him to spend more time with me. He agreed, and we rode a motorcycle together to Tamsui Fisherman's Wharf to see the sea. During the ride, A-Fan rode, and I sat close to his back on the back. The masculine scent of his sweat made my heart pound and my breathing quicken. I hugged him even tighter, my 34C breasts pressed against his, sweating profusely, which he noticed. When we arrived in Tamsui, the car stopped, and he grabbed me by the roadside and started kissing me. All the kisses I'd ever received before were from my parents or other people—either on my forehead or cheek. No one had ever kissed my lips before. He kissed me for a long time. My heart was pounding wildly, my hormones were surging through my body, and I stood on tiptoe, holding him tightly. Oh! My love, my only love, my first love, I want you.
We kissed for a very long time. When we finally let go, we were both blushing. We looked at each other and smiled, feeling a little embarrassed. We then held hands and walked for a while at the Tamsui pier. As we walked, I kept repeating to myself, "Afan, I love you. I want you. I want to give myself to you. Today, today."
Afan took my hand and kept his head down, remaining silent. I was breathing heavily, and I felt a fever down there, my clitoris was swollen, and my underwear was rubbing against it as I walked, which felt very strange.
Afan lowered his head, as if trying to say something. I pricked up my ears, wanting to hear what he had to say. He moved his lips but didn't say anything. We kept going in circles like this for about half an hour. My lower body started to get hotter and hotter, and I felt a little sticky when I walked. I couldn't hold back anymore and said, "Afan, do you want me today?"
"No! Ah! Yes! No! No! ... Yes!" He said insincerely, his face turning bright red.
"Okay, okay, no, let's find a place to make love today!" I said.
He was startled.
"Then...then...how about we go to Beitou to soak in the hot springs?"
It turns out he had already planned this all along.
I nodded, and the two of us rode our motorcycles to Beitou. On the way, I asked Afan to buy half a dozen condoms.
II. First Trial of Love
When we arrived in Xindanshui, we first found a place to park the car near the station. We then went to look for a hot spring hotel. We didn't dare to go into the ones that were too luxurious, and we didn't bother to go into the simple ones either. The more we walked, the more anxious I became. My hormones were surging in my lower abdomen, and I felt like I needed to urinate.
Finally, I couldn't walk any further, so I saw a shop that was open near the park, went in, took a key card, and went inside.
The room was simply furnished with a large bed, a fixed coffee table, a sofa, an eight-legged chair that didn't resemble a traditional Chinese chair or a washbasin stand, a hot spring bath, and a toilet.
We took off all our clothes first. It was a little embarrassing to see each other naked for the first time, but I had to relieve myself in the toilet first. I felt a little better down there. Afan also came over and used it. It was the first time he had seen an adult male's penis, so he was a little curious and secretly took a closer look. It looked like an eggplant, with a big round ball at the front and a bunch of black hairs at the base, so the whole thing looked like a dark, scary pile.
We quickly washed ourselves with water, brushed our teeth, and rushed to bed. We grabbed a bath towel and spread it on the bed. Afan kissed me, his tongue entering my mouth. I sucked on his tongue, his saliva, and smelled the slightly pungent masculine scent emanating from his penis. My blood was boiling, and my body was trembling. Afan reached out and touched my breasts, a jolt of electricity shooting through my nipples, which immediately hardened. I felt a constant tension down there, my thighs rubbing against each other, my vaginal opening starting to secrete lubricant, unbearably itchy. Afan put on a condom and moved his hand down, pressing against my swollen clitoris and starting to rub it. Afan must be a bad guy; where did he learn such a despicable trick, rubbing someone's clitoris? I was at a loss, unable to dodge or resist. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! I can't take it anymore! I really can't take it anymore.
Afan got up and knelt between my thighs. His penis was swollen and very big, and its color had turned bright red.
It aimed at the entrance of my vagina, and the head of its penis went in a little bit. I knew it would hurt a lot when it broke my hymen, but I wasn't afraid. I wanted Afan to give me an unforgettable memory. I said to Afan, "Push hard!" I gritted my teeth.
Afan, unaware of what was happening, felt his body sink and, with a burst of effort, went straight to the bottom!
A sharp pain shot through my heart, and I almost gritted my teeth, holding Afan tightly.
Afan was stunned and froze. I snapped out of it, patted him on the back, and said, "It's okay! It's okay! Keep going! Keep going!"
After a moment of shock, Afan continued, first slowly thrusting in and out, then gradually increasing the speed. My blood was boiling, and I was shouting in my heart, "Afan, I'm yours now, and I want to have many, many children with you in the future."
突然他身体僵住了，面色凝重，眼晴盯着我，俯下身来，紧紧地抱住了我，表情有些奇怪，我有些奇怪，不知发生了什么事情，我感到他在我体内一阵一阵的在喷射一些东西，但是隔着保险套不能确实感受到什么，但我知道，阿凡他正在射精，他妈的本姑娘的第一次，还没真正的过瘾，男生就完事了，我感到有些微微的失望。阿凡拔下保险态楼套把它丢在垃圾桶内。
我们去放温泉水泡澡。蹲坐在温泉池内，我蹲坐在池中央，靠在阿凡的怀里，他一手搂住我的腰，一手帮我洗背，他在背后亲吻我，我伸手到我背后，去玩耍他可爱的鸡鸡。
池底很滑，靠蹲坐不久，就转过身去，坐在水泥砌的坐位上，面对阿凡看着他，我再次发现他实在非常漂亮，182cm的身高配上浑身凸起的肌肉，脸上显示着坚韧不拔的毅力，好似在替军人做广告的男模特儿，什么样的魔术十几年将一个拖着鼻涕的男孩，转化成今天这个漂亮的男人。
池水不深，我看到一件趣事，阿凡坐在水中，他那只粗大的龟头却露出了水面，恰似一只乌龟探头向外看世界，我不由忍不住笑了出来，阿凡也发现了这个情况，就快快站起来，把我湿淋淋地抱出浴池丢在床上，快快戴上了保险套，分开我的大腿，把乌龟送进了我胯下，我还没有完全反应过来，阿凡已经冲到我本垒了，今天，我划出去了，我跟我心爱已久的男人在一起做爱，就是要把我自己全部给他，其他我全不管了，我要他，我喜欢它在我里面，愈久愈好，他在我上面抽插，我在下面全心全力迎接他的蹂躏。
他专心一致的努力上下活动，我紧紧抱住他的腰，慢慢我感到我内部一阵热潮从下腹传到撗隔膜处，再顺着原路又回到子宫，又再向上，又回到耻骨处，反正在身体内上下走动，我感到子宫腔，不断收缩，手脚都不知如们摆放，阴道分泌出一些液体，我终于瞭解我首次的高潮来了。
阿凡刚才己经喷放过一次了，这次可能存货可已出清，新货备料不及，他依旧毫不留情地一下一下地顶着我的子宫嘴，长长短短、快快慢慢地进进出出，一下压紧了我，一下又撑起了手肘，蜻蜓点水似的有些逗我，喔！冤家我只是要你顶紧我不动就好，冤家！冤家！冤家！啊…………啊………我大声叫出，阿凡吓了一跳，抱往了我，又喷了。
我们在天暗前回到了家，我像没事人似的回到了家。
晚餐时，妈妈突然对我说：「诗秋！你今天怎么啦，满脸赧红，吃饭时，一会儿沈思，一会儿傻笑」？
三、今天的快乐
元月一日，爸爸在总部受阶正式昇任少将，到台湾中部上班，很少回家。家中只剩下妈妈、我和弟弟三个人，其实冷清程度没差，因为爸爸平常就很少回家，我在六月底就毕业了，在现在这家公司任职，每天回家吃晚餐。
阿凡去受训了，每两个礼拜就回家二天，我们就一起出去玩，大部份时间去北投打炮阿凡喜欢这样讲。但阿凡不在台北时，成雄也常来看我，我们会像小时候一样，拉了手去迋街，去看电影喝可乐，吃爆米花。
他陪我迋百货公司时，喜欢若有所思似的，一傍伴着我，凝视我跟柜员谈论包包和鞋子的年份，流行，款色等问题。
最近成雄哥，工作好像不错，他爸爸去年因公殉职，听说在金门晚上查哨，被误击身亡，二个妹妹还在读高中和国中，家里经济除了抚恤金外，现在全靠成雄哥支撑，他听说在一家金融公司，当部门经理，出入有司机和专车，而且还有随身秘书，邻居们都很羡慕他少年得志。
成哥也是不常回家，但每次回家一定会和我出去喝一杯咖啡，或吃一个晚餐什么的。有时他自己开车，我们会去大龙硐或社子岛去坐船，到淡水去吃海鲜，再坐船回台北，开车回家。
成哥不太爱讲话，他喜欢抓住我的手，一直默默地走着，有时抬头对我想讲什么，话到嘴边又吞吞吐吐缩回去了。
成哥不抽烟，但身上老是有一股淡淡的烟味，有一次，我们跟他的司机和秘书和同事，一起去天母啤酒馆喝冰啤酒，有一些喝high了，他的这些属下们都叫他「大哥」，他把脸一绷，这些属下们才循规蹈矩，叫他「经理」。
慢慢终于明白，成哥是某联堂口的堂主，这些小弟都是他的手下，靠帮人讨债和收保护费为生。
阿凡快要毕业了，我们两家为我们举行了一个简单的订婚仪式，准备要在今年国庆日结婚，但却收到命令调马祖一年，当他到基隆候船，我们天天耽在一起，我爱他，我要他，我们那几天耽在基隆的宾馆内，每天疯狂的做爱，我是为爱而生的。他的鸡鸡只要拔离了我下面，我就觉得空虚。
呵，他坐上了船驶走了，我看到他的人影愈来愈小，愈来愈小，最后就不见了，我拖着沈重的身子回到家中。
我又每天上班、下班，接不完的电话，打不完的订货单，出货单。
星期五傍晚，成哥自己开车来接我出去，看復仇者2的电影，我们买到最后一排的座位，买了可乐和爆米花，二人坐得很靠近，我嗅到成哥身上男性的味道，竟然觉得我身内的女神唿叫我，我下身开始很不自在，我去抓爆米的时候抓到了成哥的手，不知是我抓牢他不放，还是他抓牢我不放，我们就接吻了。
电影散场，我们两人像四脚兽似地纠结在路上走，我浑身发热，我胯下发痒，我依靠在成哥身上，软软地几乎是他拖着我在西门汀马路上走，成哥把我拖到一个小小的宾馆，我们就进了一间不算太小的房间，摆设几乎跟我第一次那间完全一样，放完小便，我混身发热，胯下一直在提醒我，我要！我要！我要！我要!我急着要，来吧，成哥帮我杀杀痒吧。
我们洗了澡，成哥掏出身上预藏的保险套套上，好傢伙，敢情你有预谋，本小姐平常不会这样急着动情，不好，一定是那杯可乐，他一口不喝，全是本姑娘一人喝光了，算了，我现在火烧眉毛，不解决当前之急，我又能怎样，而且成哥对我深情也是一二十年了，好了放下身段吧，我大字形躺在床上，叫成哥动手吧！我对他微微一笑，他爬上了我身上，他用力的吻我，吸我的舌头，其实我现在急需的是他的鸡巴，但我是女生，平常要装做被动，我知道下一步定是要吸我得乳房，果然它吸了。
接着我准备好他要插我了，我稍稍抬起了一些屁股准备他的描入，但他却俯下头去吮吸我的阴蒂，喔，我的上帝，他用牙齿轻轻地咬我的阴蒂，我子宫一直收缩，我下面的水直流，我二支大腿不知是要夹紧好呢还是放松好，他的鸡巴还没有放进来，我就不行了。
他用舌头绕着我的阴蒂顺向打转，我的屁股不得跟着他顺向转，他改用舌头绕着我的阴蒂逆向打转，我的屁股不得跟着他逆向转，我在床上翻来覆去一直哇哇大叫，我胯下里面快失火了。
他笑了一笑，把我移到那张八脚椅上，我身体整个沈在椅子内，上身稍稍下沈埋在椅子里，两臂支撑住上身，两脚分开挂在两边的支架上，我的胯下整个暴露在正前方，原来这是一只专门将女生固定住，只露出一张他娘的，我要骂脏话了屄，供人使劲肏。
我下身一直在出水，成哥他妈的，我要叫他王八旦站在我正面，将他的壮伟的鸡巴插进我里面，喔，不要看他身材不如阿凡，但他的鸡巴真的比阿凡的耍大很多，他努力地抽抽插插我，我立刻感到舒解，浑身的紧张立刻松弛了，我不经意的唔、唔地配合他的节奏啍出声来。他就用力的继续抽插，我慢慢又感到高潮到了，阴道一阵阵的收缩，唿吸愈来愈急促，愈来愈沈重，可是我身陷八脚椅里，除了能将我的那个物件，拼命的挺出供成王八旦不停地插弄外，我什么也不能做，我好生气，我大声叫骂，「成王八旦，你设计你娘，给老娘吃春葯，你以为老娘不知道吗，赶快停止这一切，不然我到眷村向村长报告，叫你在所有的长辈面前，做不了人」。
My inner desires had subsided, and I was eager for him to pull out, but he seemed unable to stop—he kept moving back and forth. I was already dry inside, and his movements began to rub painfully. I cried out in pain, which made him more tense. The more tense he was, the less he could stop, and the more pain I felt. Oh God, finally he pulled out and helped me off that horrible monster chair. Later I learned that he had been given anesthetic and inhaled drugs that day, which was why he could ride me like a tiger and not get off.
Afterwards, his face flushed, and he lowered his head, remaining silent. He drove me home, and on the way, I kept lost in thought. We've known each other for over twenty years, since kindergarten. He secretly harbored feelings for me, which I never knew. I was in love with Afan, but he was powerless to help. He compared himself to Afan, finding himself inferior in every way. In a moment of folly, he did this foolish thing. Besides, I also had some feelings for him, and this happened somewhat reluctantly, so I also bear some responsibility. Furthermore, with Afan gone, I felt a certain need for him.
The following week, I called him and asked him to pick me up again. I wanted him to quit his drug habit, and if he could do that, I would accept him. He said he would accept all my requests and advice. Ha! Cheng, who is two months older than me!
My worry is that when Afan comes back, I'll be caught between two men. I don't know how this will end. But whatever, Cheng is my present, and Afan is my future. Right now, I can only hold onto my happiness today.
I was immersed in another relationship, and I discovered that I really enjoyed sex. Every day, all I could think about were the scenes of being together and making love with Cheng. Except for the days when my aunt visited, I longed for him to pick me up after get off work every day. Even my mother noticed and often advised me, "Shiqiu, don't get too close to Chengxiong. He seems like a scoundrel and not a decent person. Besides, if you get too close, how will you explain it to Afan in the future?"
I nodded silently, but every time Cheng came to see me, a fire would ignite in my lower abdomen. Oh! I love him, I want him, I miss his kisses, I miss him holding me tightly when I'm naked, I love his penetration, I love his thrusting inside me. Every time I think of this, my genitals drool, even when I'm sitting in my office chair. So I wear sanitary pads every day. My colleagues often laugh at me, saying I'm always indulging in fantasy. Ha! My Cheng, my opium, I often wonder if I'm a female sex maniac, a pervert.
Ah, I started to fantasize about that day when I slumped into the eight-legged chair at the Ximending Hotel, and I found myself missing it terribly. I wanted to show Brother Cheng my…
IV. The End of the Drug Lords
Cheng and I often meet, and we stick together whenever we meet. He is trying hard to quit drugs. Every time I see him, I think of the scene in Ximending, in the small hotel, remembering how I was stuck in the eight-legged chair, my embarrassing, wet vulva sticking out. That memory is always etched in my mind, and I feel something strange in my lower abdomen again without realizing it.
The more I thought about it, the more I longed to sit in that chair again, relax, and have another big battle with Cheng Ge. But I couldn't suggest going back to that little hotel in Ximending. Suddenly, I thought of that hot spring hotel in Beitou. So, today we went to that hotel and booked a suite. The scenery was the same, but the men were all different.
After soaking in the hot spring, I was incredibly hot inside. I climbed into the eight-legged chair on my own initiative. Brother Cheng found it a bit strange and helped me put my feet on the shelf. My lower body was sticking out, and the opening was already wet and glistening.
Cheng's penis swelled again and hardened as it thrust inside. Oh my god, I felt so full! Because he knew I didn't like slow, methodical sex, he started thrusting vigorously. My whole body, even my joints, felt like they were lubricated and loosened up. It felt so good, so good! I couldn't help but scream. Cheng sped up his thrusts even more. I was beaming, but I couldn't move my limbs, so I could only smile at him. Cheng moved closer, trying to kiss me, but he could only make a token effort, unable to get very close. He could only continue thrusting into me. Accidentally, his condom broke. He went to get another one, but I said, "Never mind! Keep going, I'm getting impatient."
He then thrust again. Oh, this is my vaginal flesh pressing against his penis flesh, it's so wonderful! I felt him touch my G-spot, a tingling and numb sensation rose from my vagina, and I began to feel my uterus spasming, and vaginal fluid gushed out. Cheng Ge's time was up, and he ejaculated his semen into me in waves.
Oh, this is the first time I've actually sucked a man's semen into my vagina. Ah, I went limp, and Brother Cheng helped me out of this lovely chair.
After taking another shower, we drove back to Taipei. On the way, Cheng received a call on his phone asking him to go to Jionglong to handle an urgent matter. I was puzzled and asked him, "Isn't your territory in the western part of Taipei and Yonghe area? Why would something happen in Jionglong?" He simply replied, "New territory," and then silently focused on speeding and overtaking other cars.
In less than 30 minutes, we arrived at the parking lot near Jionglong MRT station. As soon as we entered, we saw several of his henchmen and the driver rushing up to us, shouting, "Boss! The Taiwanese gang is trying to take our territory and ambushing us. Let's fight them! I've already called Little Tiger and his men for backup. We must teach them a lesson!"
Before I could finish speaking, gunshots rang out from behind, and I saw my underlings fall one after another into pools of blood. The car was also riddled with bullet holes. I was so scared that I crouched down and huddled under the seat. The comfort I had just felt in the hotel room vanished in an instant.
As soon as Brother Cheng accelerated, the car surged forward, ran over the wounded henchman, pulled out his pistol and fired back, broke free of the encirclement and sped towards the woods. I heard the distant sirens of police cars blaring past.
Like startled birds, we fled through Banqiao and Xindian, heading into the mountains. The car window had just been smashed; it was too obvious to be used anymore. Ah Cheng stole a BMW for transportation. Oh, he's got that kind of skill; he's a used car dealer.
We found a guesthouse in Wulai to stay in. In the evening, while watching TV, we saw a news report: "Today, two groups of drug dealers clashed over territory in the Jionglong area, resulting in six deaths, eleven injuries, and twenty-six arrests. The main suspect has taken a woman hostage and escaped. The police are making every effort to track him down. The suspect is armed with powerful firearms and guns. Citizens are urged not to approach him if they spot him and to notify the police immediately."
Cheng told me to take a ride home on my own and not to get involved. I clung to him tightly and just cried.
Cheng bought a 600cc bottle of Kinmen Kaoliang liquor from the shopkeeper, and we drank it together. We both got drunk, took off our clothes, hugged each other, and tried to make love. The song "We Have No Tomorrow" played in my head.
The next day, we bought a newspaper. The headline on the front page was:
Drug dealers fight for territory; a fierce battle ensues, resulting in seven deaths and ten injuries. The main suspect, Bai Chenglong, takes a major general's daughter hostage and flees.
A close-up photo of Cheng Ge was also attached.
Cheng said, "We can't stay here any longer, let's go quickly."
We quickly got in the car and drove out of the guesthouse without paying. The landlord didn't stop us, and Cheng knew we'd been discovered. Sure enough, we soon heard police sirens blaring behind us.
Cheng drove aimlessly, turning at every bend he saw. Soon he passed Pinglin. As the police car approached, Cheng fired a shot, shattering the windshield of the police car. Someone inside was injured, so the police car slowed down and moved to the back.
Many police cars kept a distance, but still pursued relentlessly, maintaining a firing range. Whenever one car got too close, Cheng would fire back, and they would move away slightly. We drove through a series of hairpin bends, and Cheng realized he was out of pistol ammunition. After a while, he panicked and crashed the car into a mountainside. We had no choice but to open the car door and get out. I took off my high heels and walked barefoot on the ground. Cheng said to me, "Shiqiu, we're out of ammunition and the car is broken. I have to pretend to shoot you." He leaned against the mountainside, pulled me in front of him, and pointed his gun at my temple to warn the police surrounding us. I shielded Cheng with my body, and we were locked in a stalemate on the road for several hours.
Cheng Ge kept roaring loudly, his gun-wielding hand waving in the air. Suddenly, a loud gunshot rang out from nowhere. I felt a bullet pierce through my hair. Cheng Ge cried out, his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground. I looked back and saw that he had been shot in the forehead and was lying in a pool of blood.
I saw Afan's tall figure, holding a huge sniper rifle, wearing a military police uniform, standing among a pile of police cars.
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