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When did the streets of Taipei become so desolate in winter?
Not only are couples everywhere, but
even Starbucks is offering a buy-one-get-one-free deal on coffee…
“What’s going on? Do single men have to pay more for coffee these days?” Even with this thought in mind, my throat still craved that bitter black liquid.
Just as I hesitated, tempted by the aroma of coffee , 　　I suddenly saw you standing in front of the glass window ,
lost in thought . 　　“Are you alone too?” 　　You squinted at me, nodded helplessly, and the dazed expression on your face seemed familiar. 　　“In that case, let’s buy some together, half for each of us.” 　　I waited expectantly for your reply, glancing at you out of the corner of my eye. 　　A well-fitting white long-sleeved cotton t-shirt and slim-fit jeans accentuated your slender figure, and the alluring curves beneath your plaid scarf were breathtaking. 　　Perhaps my sincerity moved you, or perhaps you were convinced by my almost drooling mouth, you pursed your lips and nodded. 　　So, 　　we went into the coffee shop together, and the "welcome" the clerk gave me was finally for two. 　　"What would you like to drink?" I asked, already mentally ordering my answer. 　　"Uh... a caramel latte, please." 　　"A caramel latte, please too." 　　"..." 　　You looked at me dismissively, your expression saying this trick was old news; 　　but it was precisely that expression that gave me a sense of accomplishment. 　　After getting the coffee, you ignored me and walked out of the coffee shop alone; 　　I held the warm cup in my hand, my heart sinking, but I still walked beside you. 　　"Oh, right, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Xiaotian." 　　"...My name is Lucy..." 　　The distance between us was still much greater than the paper cups in our hands, but at least the conversation had started. 　　You sipped your coffee, the sweet aroma emanating from your lips, 　　and I could almost smell your fragrance. 　　The way you walked had a feigned calm confidence, as if trying to hide the loneliness that had already overwhelmed you. 　　I understood that feeling, because I was struggling with it too. 　　So, 　　I accompanied you, 　　from the bustling area to a secluded alley. 　　One by one, the streetlights disappeared, 　　the constraints 　　gradually loosening. 　　You said the man who had held you for five years had recently embraced another woman, 　　and you, the victim, had become the mistress in other people's eyes. 　　"Men! They're so despicable! I'm being talked about like this, and he can't even say a word in my defense?" you cursed, the cup in your hand sinking into the glass. 　　I smiled bitterly at you, wanting to tell you that I was absolutely different from him. 　　But who would believe me? 　　Suddenly, 　　whether it was the dim streetlights or the hazy moonlight, 　　a layer of sorrow clouded your face, giving it a faint, eerie glow. 　　I patted your shoulder, 　　a tremor rising from the soft touch in my palm, and my heart clenched. 　　"I'm sorry..." 　　"Sorry for what?" 　　"I reminded you of him, didn't I?" 　　"..." 　　You remained silent, yet it seemed as if you were listing my faults; 　　so, like a child who had done something wrong, I slowly pulled away from your shoulder. 　　The tremor subsided, but a sob still lingered in my palm. 　　You didn't speak for the rest of the way, and I only dared to secretly observe your every move out of the corner of my eye. Perhaps you were getting warm, or perhaps it was the warmth of the coffee, but you took off the scarf around your neck, 　　revealing the deep lines of your chest. 　　The road back to your house continued to wind its way, 　　and I had almost finished my coffee, the warmth in my hands fading. 　　Finally, you stopped in front of a red iron gate, the 　　almost invisible moonlight reflecting your slightly swollen eyes. 　　"...Thank you for coming back with me." 　　"It's nothing, it's what I should do..." 　　"Well... that's all for now, goodbye..." 　　With that, you turned and left, 　　the red iron gate slamming shut in front of me with a bang, 　　the sound like a jailer cruelly locking me back into that small space, everything completely returning to the point before I entered the coffee shop. 　　I stood there, 　　frozen, staring blankly at your fading silhouette, 　　my heart as 　　empty as the coffee cup in my hand… 　　I don't know how long I stood there, 　　the moths under the streetlights had turned and circled hundreds of times, 　　I finally gave up hope and turned to go home. 　　Just then, the old walkie-talkie crackled with static. 　　“Click…Are you still there?” 　　Hearing your voice, I rushed over. 　　“Yes, yes! What’s wrong?” 　　“Could you…come up and keep me company for a bit?” 　　“Hmm…Sure…” 　　A moment later, the iron gate clicked open automatically. 　　I climbed the stairs 　　, my heart pounding faster with each step; 　　when I saw the open gate, my heart was pounding so hard it felt like the earth itself was trembling for me. 　　“Come in…” 　　You stood in the doorway, 　　now wearing a tank top, a nightgown, and white shorts. Your full 　　breasts and slender, white legs made me swallow hard. 　　My hands trembled as I closed the door, 　　but as I turned, 　　something soft suddenly pounced on me. 　　I stumbled a few times, 　　my back bumping against the door, 　　a sweet fragrance wafting to my nose. 　　"Hold me..." 　　you whispered, burying your face in my chest 　　, passionately tugging at my shirt, then eagerly kissing my chest. 　　In response to your passion...

My hands roamed over your waist and hips,
touching,
rubbing,
kneading,
pinching…
“Ahhh…”
you breathed softly, your gentle exhale stirring up waves of desire.
I lifted you up and spun you around, placing your weight on the doorframe. While wantonly kneading the softness of your breasts, my other hand skillfully lifted your right leg, then pushed my bulging crotch forward. The two layers of fabric couldn't block the heat that rushed in, even my already burning penis could feel the warmth.
“Ah! So hard!”
With a gasp, I felt your body tremble slightly, a reaction that only fueled my lust.
I ripped off your top, bra and all, and your full, snow-white breasts sprang out like cheese.
I gently bit your pale pink nipples, while my other hand slipped under your panties; there, nectar was already overflowing.
So, I ripped off your already soaked panties along with your extra shorts. A few strands of glistening fluid clung to your sparse pubic hair, and you seemed to resist a little.
"Look, you're so wet..."
I whispered, inserting my finger into your vagina and swirling it around a few times before pulling it out and waving it in front of you.
You looked at my middle finger, coated in a layer of honey-like fluid, and shyly turned your head away.
Seeing your adorable appearance, I couldn't resist putting my finger in my mouth.
"Ouch! It's dirty, don't!"
You were startled by my action and tried to pull my finger out, but it was too late.
The sweet taste of the fluid spread in my mouth, and I smiled smugly.
"It's not dirty at all, I like it."
Then, I lowered my body and buried my head between your legs.
You wanted to resist, but the moment my tongue touched your clitoris, you gave up the futile struggle and instead twisted your waist to follow the movement of my tongue, as if searching for the most comfortable position.
"Mmm...right there...ah...so good..."
A series of lewd moans escaped your lips,
making me wonder if I was pleasing the shy you from before.
But I didn't want to confirm,
and simply continued kissing along the curves of your body.
At this moment, I could no longer suppress the overflowing desire in my lower abdomen.
So I pulled down my pants, my penis, throbbing with blood, bulging with veins.
You looked at my throbbing penis, silently squatted down, and took it into your mouth.
"Gurgle..."
Your hairline swayed between my legs, your warm, wet breath swirling around my lower body, a tingling sensation shooting from my glans to my brain, instantly shattering my reason.
I pulled you up, lifting your thighs in the same position, and then thrust hard—without the obstruction of clothing, my penis slid into your wet, slippery vagina, the stretched tightness causing waves of swelling in my lower body.
"Ahhh... all the way in... all the way in! Ahhh!"
The beastly force relentlessly pounded against our groins, the impact of body and soul producing a crisp sound.
There was a dampness between my legs, but I couldn't tell if it was yours or mine.
You held me tightly, your standing leg gradually losing strength in the whirlpool of ecstasy.
I held you tightly, the feeling of sinking deeper and deeper filling my entire world.
"Please... let me stay with you... ah!"
At the peak of passion, I confessed loudly, but you only responded with a soft moan; after the climax, you collapsed in my arms, panting heavily. A
white, cloudy liquid flowed from between your legs, dripping a few drops onto the ground. I reached out to catch it, but my middle finger involuntarily slipped into your vagina; my fingertip swirled, the pleasure of the afterplay making you hold me tightly again .
This time,
the feeling on my hand was not only slippery but also sticky.
Finally, the rhythmic contractions of your lower body stopped;
I gently kissed your sweat-dampened hair, and you looked up at me, the dazed look on your face seeming familiar.
"I...I..."
"It's okay, I understand...I won't bother you..."
I regretted my impulsiveness, but too many impulsive things had happened tonight, perhaps one more confession wouldn't make a difference.
I saw you gently reach out and stroke my face, and your favorite lips pressed against mine.
"I...want you to be with me forever."
With that, you pressed a kiss on my lips, sealing this promise for life.
I smiled,
you cried,
but whatever our reaction, we both knew that
next time Starbucks had a buy-one-get-one-free offer,
we wouldn't have to worry about not finding another cup...
[The End]

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