Alian 7

(Seven)
After drinking alcohol, I become very dehydrated. Even though I'm asleep, a voice in my subconscious tells me to get up and drink water. Gradually, the voice grows louder and louder. When I open my eyes, A-Lian is calling out to me: "Hey, are you planning to sleep here tonight?"
A-Lian sees that I've opened my eyes and breathes a sigh of relief. She pours me another cup of hot water and hands it to me. I take it from her and drink it all in one gulp. A-Lian has changed her clothes. She smells of shower gel after her bath. She's wearing a sexy lingerie outfit similar to a Japanese kimono. It's made of silk and has only a thin, short collar. It's tied at the waist with a silk ribbon. There are no zippers or buttons. The top is wide open, and you can clearly see A-Lian's two large breasts swinging uncontrollably inside. Just from the outside, you can tell that A-Lian isn't wearing a bra. Because the bra was so short, A-Lian's panties were showing. I took a closer look; they weren't ordinary panties, but waterproof bikini bottoms. The three-piece bikini bottoms only covered A-Lian's private parts, and the T-shaped design of the bikini exposed her buttocks completely. Whether viewed from the front, back, or side, A-Lian was incredibly alluring. I don't know if it was because I was drinking and wanted to have sex, but right then and there, I wanted to take A-Lian.
A-Lian noticed me staring at her for a while and, a little embarrassed, tightened the collar of her top and pulled down her short, revealing bra. But this kind of barely-there bra, if it covered the top, it didn't cover the bottom, and if it covered the bottom, it exposed the top. The person who designed the clothes must have been a master of eroticism.
A-Lian: Staring so intently, you men are all the same.
Me: I can't see anything wrong with other people, but I can't take my eyes off you. You're so beautiful.
A-Lian laughed at my glib tongue while directing me to turn over. I lay flat on the waterbed, face down, waiting for A-Lian's service. Once I was settled, A-Lian climbed onto the waterbed, straddling my waist. Her soft buttocks rested against my body, and I could clearly feel their soft flesh fitting seamlessly against mine. Then A-Lian began massaging my back, applying pressure gently, stimulating each acupoint one by one, with the same focused attention as the masseuse downstairs. A-Lian's massage technique was truly superb, even more professional than a professional masseuse. After the back massage, A-Lian turned her body around, her buttocks remaining on my waist. I could feel her two buttocks circling my lower back before stopping. This feeling was incredibly comfortable, and I slowly began to have a physical reaction. A-Lian then massaged my legs, from the soles of my feet to my calves and then to my thighs. Each time her fingers reached the groin, her pressure would gently stop, and her fingertips would lightly glide across my groin before... She climbed onto my hips, and Ah Lian's buttocks left my waist, sliding gently down to my back. I could feel her helping me take off my pants. Because of my weight, she couldn't easily pull them off. I made a slight plank position to create a gap between my body and the waterbed, but the waterbed was too shaky. As I braced myself, Ah Lian slipped off my back. Losing her balance, she gasped. Her left hand, being closer to me, grabbed my clothes. I quickly lifted her arm, twisted my body, and pulled her into my arms. Ah Lian and I looked into each other's eyes, incredibly close, our noses touching. I could feel her breath, the air just leaving her nostrils as I inhaled it into my lungs—air that tasted incredibly sweet, dozens of times sweeter than any air I'd ever breathed before. Ah Lian didn't immediately pull away. It was the first time we'd looked at each other so closely; the atmosphere was truly subtle. I slowly raised my head to kiss A-Lian, but she dodged my kiss. She supported herself with her hands, complaining about the swaying waterbed and my strong smell of alcohol. As she complained, she kept glancing around, avoiding my gaze. Although I couldn't see her eyes, her face was as red as the rising sun.
A-Lian then told me to take off my shirt and pants. I asked if I should take off my disposable underwear too. A-Lian called me a pervert. Actually, what I was really thinking was that since we were going to take the final step today, which meant making love, her coyness was really strange. Did she think she was a saint and I was a virgin? Despite my thoughts, I still wore my disposable underwear. A-Lian told me to continue lying flat on the waterbed and close my eyes. I sensed something erotic was about to happen. I closed my eyes and lay flat, hearing the rustling sound of A-Lian untying her kimono bra straps, then the sound of clothes brushing against her body and falling to the ground. Although I couldn't see with my eyes closed, I could imagine that A-Lian, like me, was only wearing underwear, and compared to mine, her underwear was pitifully thin. My lower body slowly swelled, thrusting against the waterbed.
Suddenly, something dripped onto my buttocks—a warm, liquid-like substance. Out of instinct, I glanced back at A-Lian and saw her spreading my legs wide. She knelt between my legs, holding a bottle of essential oil dissolved and heated in hot water, dripping it little by little onto my buttocks. As A-Lian swung the bottle, her breasts heaved, igniting my burning desire. When A-Lian saw me turn around and look at her, she quickly covered her chest with her hands, scolding me for being disobedient and telling me to turn my head away and close my eyes. I found A-Lian's childishness adorable, but I did as she said. I closed my eyes again, feeling A-Lian's essential oil massage on my buttocks.
The human senses are amazing; when you close your eyes, your hearing and touch become exceptionally heightened. I felt A-Lian dripping essential oil onto my buttocks, and then rhythmically moving her hands over them, applying the oil. A man's buttocks are also very sensitive, especially the groin and testicle area. My buttocks, groin, testicles, and erection were all covered in essential oil by A-Lian, leaving my entire buttocks feeling slippery. A-Lian's fingers would sometimes trace along my groin, sometimes make a stringy motion on my buttocks, her fingertips gently brushing against my sensitive areas, sending shivers down my spine. A-Lian was adept at controlling the rhythm; just when I felt the itch becoming unbearable, she would immediately stop her fingertips and use her palms to soothe my stimulated nerves. And just as I calmed down, her stimulation would immediately resume, relentlessly attacking my buttocks, groin, and testicles. A man's inherent restraint regarding sex crumbled instantly; I desperately needed a natural, spontaneous sexual encounter to quell the burning desire within me.
I've always considered myself to have strong self-control, but whether it was the alcohol or my long-standing affection for A-Lian, I was now completely responsive to her every whim, greedily demanding more. I thought A-Lian's oil massage was the peak of stimulation, but little did I know the real stimulation was just beginning. Just
as the oil massage on my buttocks was completely finished and my mind was calming down, I heard the sound of plastic being torn. I was so ashamed I didn't dare turn my head. Under A-Lian's onslaught, I had been moaning repeatedly, those desperate moans. A-Lian must be laughing at me to death. Just as I was worrying about A-Lian's mockery, a cool sensation suddenly came from my buttocks. As I was about to experience it, the coolness traveled along my buttocks straight to my anus, then settled firmly there. Soft, cool, silky, it swirled around my anus, making my buttock muscles tense to the extreme. I didn't even dare to breathe heavily; I felt like A-Lian was about to steal my anus's chastity. A-Lian sensed my tension and started talking to me.
A-Lian: Weren't you always curious about what services were available in the private rooms upstairs? Now you know, how does it feel?
Me: It's so stimulating, so enjoyable!
A-Lian: Since you're enjoying it, don't tense your buttocks. I can't continue serving you. Relax.
Me: Can you not stimulate certain areas? I can't take it.
A-Lian: It's okay, I'll only go in and out shallowly, not too deep. I don't have the strength for that.
Me: What did you use to go in? I can't feel any tool.
A-Lian stopped speaking, and I couldn't help but glance back at her. I saw her kneeling between my legs, holding no tools, but her mouth was bulging as if there was something in it. I suddenly remembered that when A-Lian was speaking, it seemed like she had something in her mouth the whole time, making her pronunciation unclear. But because I was nervous, I hadn't paid attention. I immediately realized that A-Lian's tool was her tongue. What A-Lian had in her mouth was a jelly chilled in ice water; no wonder it felt cool. A-Lian blushed and quickly spat the chilled jelly out of her mouth, clearly displeased that I was looking back at her. She got up, picked up her kimono, and put it on, stopping her service. I quickly got up and hugged A-Lian, indicating that I would be obedient and wouldn't do anything else. A-Lian stayed in my arms for a while, telling me to lie still and not to disobey her.
I lay back down on the waterbed, waiting for A-Lian to continue her exploration. Soon, A-Lian returned between my legs, but she ordered me to kneel down with my legs spread wide so that my rear end would be fully exposed to her. She didn't want to serve me with her head down anymore; she wanted to be more comfortable. At that moment, I felt like a dog lying on its stomach, just like the position I used to make the women I had sex with kneel down. It was the first time a woman had ordered me to display my body in this way. I felt both ashamed and excited, and my feelings were a mix of emotions. Soon, the wet, cool sensation returned to my buttocks, and I tensed up again. A-Lian gently patted my buttocks, her voice muffled as she tried to relax me. I tried my best to relax, to stop tensing myself. Slowly, I felt the soft, cool sensation approaching my anus, gradually spreading my body open. Though it was very shallow, it was enough to send me into a state of blissful ecstasy. My lower body swelled and ached from the stimulation. I longed to enter a woman's body, to quell the burning desire with sex. I couldn't help but moan again; A-Lian had completely conquered me.
Just as I was reaching ecstasy, the stimulation to my buttocks finally ended. I breathed a sigh of relief. A-Lian didn't give my body a moment's rest or relaxation; she had me turn over, lying face up. I knew the final step was coming soon.

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