One-Night Stand: I Want to Come Back Alive (Adult Novel Adapted from Anime)

It was luck or just pure fortune that allowed me to meet the first female netizen of my life on the Internet.

This was a sentence I kept repeating in my mind at the time, constantly reminding myself that it was not easy to get her response in this vast ocean of the Internet, and I should learn to cherish this hard-earned feeling. This was my opinion at the time.

About three months ago, I saw a message for making friends on a message board of a certain website. There were more than a hundred responses to it, so I followed my usual practice and left a simple message. I knew that messages like this usually fall on deaf ears and won't get any response, so I didn't take it to heart. But about a week later, I turned on my computer as usual, played some video games or surfed the Internet, checked out some gossip or looked at some pornographic photos on pornographic websites. But that day was different. I accidentally saw a mail in my mailbox that I had been looking forward to receiving for a long time.

I didn't dare to believe it at first, but someone did respond to my message. In my excitement, a problem came. I almost forgot who this person was because I had left different messages to so many people. I didn't know what to do for a moment. In desperation, I searched through all the websites I had visited and all the message boards I knew, but I couldn't find her original information or the messages I had left at that time. I was afraid that I had made a mistake because the scope of my messages included dating, one-night stands or compensated dating, so I was anxious to find the original information.

With no other options, I had to write her a sincere email back, telling her my problem and hoping that she could understand the difficulties of a single man living alone. I received her reply the next day, and she said that she could understand, but she was only interested in making friends and nothing else. After learning about her sexual orientation, I felt more at ease, and under such circumstances, we started to exchange at least one email a day.

The time I spent with her was very pleasant. We talked about everything under the sun, from heaven to hell, all kinds of topics and endless stories about our feelings. She even took the initiative to talk about her secrets in the boudoir.

Sometimes she really makes me feel itchy and uncomfortable, but to be honest, I like her quite a bit. And during the time we were communicating, I could vaguely feel that she seemed to have a lot of suitors. As I was afraid that someone would get there first, I finally plucked up the courage to take the initiative to ask her out, but the result was that there was no news from her.

I really regretted it at that time. I would rather have a friend who brings me happiness every day than lose such a friend forever because of fear of someone else getting there first. I really regretted breaking the agreement not to meet, so I still wrote her at least one letter every day asking for her forgiveness and telling her that I was willing to abide by the original agreement.

But I still didn't get a reply. I was very depressed and had no intention of doing anything. I just sat in front of the computer every day, just to receive her email as soon as possible.

I was looking forward to it every day. I believed that she would not just ignore me like that. God helped those who worked hard. I waited for eight days and finally got what I waited for. I hurriedly looked at the letter I had been waiting for for a long time. At the end, she also attached her photo. This was the first time I saw her appearance in more than three months of knowing her. I was so surprised. Although it was a big gap from my imagination, nothing mattered at this time. As long as she was willing to pay attention to me, I didn't care about anything else. That’s not the only thing that surprised me. She told me that she wanted to go to Kenting recently and asked if I would like to go with her. But the condition is that you have to meet me first. Of course I was willing under the circumstances. I didn't dare go against her wishes at that time, for I was afraid that she would disappear without a trace again.

In order to meet her, I immediately decided to sell the car I had been driving for more than four years at a very cheap price, and then bought a brand new top-of-the-line RV as quickly as possible. Maybe it's a bit exaggerated, but I did it just to make a better impression on her.

The agreed time finally arrived. I drove my newly bought car to the agreed place, parked the car and waited for her arrival in the car. As agreed, she would not show up, but just stood in the distance and looked at me. The waiting time was really hard to endure, especially when I was treated like a monkey in a zoo and was watched by people.

The phone rang, and a very sweet and a little naughty voice came from the other end of the line. She told me that she had arrived and had seen me. She asked me very directly and boldly if it was okay for us to leave for Kenting tomorrow. Oh my god! Luckily I didn’t have much work at the time! Otherwise, how could we just set off like that? After thinking about it, I told her yes. What happened next was even more amazing. She said that she was going to Kenting with me just to have fun, and asked me not to have any fantasies, and that she would not have any relationship with me. She hoped that I would not think too much of her, otherwise I would be very disappointed.

Of course I know this. Although I have fantasized about it before, I also know clearly that it is impossible. How can we go to bed with each other the first time we meet? Moreover, I have seen her photos, and her appearance is definitely not the type I like. But to be honest, if she is willing, I will not refuse.

Besides, she and I got along quite well, and then we made a series of agreements, the content of which was nothing more than the general safety concerns of girls. The most noteworthy thing was that she required me to carry a copy of my ID card and health insurance card with me at all times. Hehe, isn't that special! At first I was very puzzled about this, but she did tell me that I would know after we met, so I didn't ask any further. I thought it shouldn't matter since it wasn't something I was giving it to her, so I could just take it with me. What's there to be afraid of? Just like that, she hung up the phone. After I went home, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. Thinking back to the agreement she made, I really broke out in a cold sweat.

If I violated her, wow, I would definitely die a miserable death. It's no wonder, girls always have more concerns. Fortunately, I didn't have any bad intentions. I just let her go and let everything take its course.

After finally making it through the day, I quickly put on my coolest casual clothes, took a quick shower, and drove my newly bought car to the car wash to have it washed and the interior tidied. It was a rare trip so I was extremely excited. After tidying up the car, I hurried to the front of the Qicong School on Chongqing South Road to wait for my long-awaited first meeting. I kept thinking in my mind what to say for the first sentence and whether it would be awkward.

I waited for a long time, but there was no sign of her. It was almost half past eight, and she was almost thirty minutes late, but I still waited patiently. At that time, there were more and more pedestrians on the road. I looked at every pedestrian, hoping it was her, but most of the time we just passed by each other and no one stopped by my car.

Time passed by minute by minute, and she still didn't show up at nine o'clock. I regretted not insisting on getting her phone number. Just when I was feeling discouraged, I suddenly felt someone stopped beside my car. Excitedly, I opened the door and got out without saying a word. But when I saw that person, my first feeling was that it couldn't be her. I quickly swallowed the words that were about to come out of my mouth, pulled my body back and got into the car immediately. I thought how could it be possible? The person standing next to my car weighed at least 80 kilograms (later confirmed it was 92.5 kilograms), and her body was mostly fat, with very dark skin. She was a typical fat, dark and ugly woman. How could it be her? She was completely different from the person in the photo. But the facts proved everything. My car door was opened, and a huge black monster squeezed into my new car. I felt heartbroken. The painful thing was that when she sat down, I felt my beloved car was desperately crying for help!

What hurts is the shock she brought to me, which is far greater than the tragic number of casualties in the 921 Incident. What hurts is why she always emphasized that she had never embarrassed her ex-boyfriend. What hurts even more is why she always emphasized to me that she is gentle, cute and popular with men.

I was stunned, I was dumbfounded, I didn't know how to deal with everything. I widened my eyes, opened my mouth, and thought to myself, is it possible? Is this huge black creature sitting next to me the person that I worry about every day? Is the person sitting next to me really the one I think about day and night and look forward to every night? When I was still in shock, I suddenly heard "Am I cuter than you think?" 'Oh my God, help me! How could there be such a shameless narcissist in the world? I smiled bitterly and couldn't say a word. I just stood there, not knowing what to do. Maybe she was born optimistic. Then she said, "Why don't you leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late to book a room in Kenting." This time she was definitely right.

Oh my god! Someone come save me! I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to go with her! I was screaming in pain in my heart, but I couldn't think of a reason not to go. At this time, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Why did I replace my old car in the first place? Otherwise, I could also say that the old car could not bear the weight of two people and give up. Oh, forget it. Since things have come to this, there is nothing much to say. Besides, this is what I have been looking forward to, isn’t it? Just accept it, anyway we are just going there for fun for four days and three nights. It will be over soon if I grit my teeth! And so the four-day and three-night trip to Kenting began. The journey from Taipei to Kenting was not an easy one. Along the way, I recalled every little detail before we met, especially when I remembered her describing her secret bedroom affairs with her ex-boyfriend. This was a sex story that once made me confused and unable to sleep for several days. I once fantasized about how great it would be if I were that guy. Now I quickly parked the car on the shoulder of the road, got out and vomited. Have you ever heard of a driver getting carsick? That’s what I told her, and she actually believed what I said, which is amazing.

When the car reached the Hsinchu Interchange, she suddenly asked to get off the highway and find a post office mailbox, saying that she wanted to send a letter to her friend. I followed her instructions and found a mailbox and stopped the car. Oh my god, the unbelievable happened again. She actually asked me for the copies of my ID card and health insurance card that she had asked me to prepare in advance, and took out an envelope with a stamp that she had prepared in advance from her purse, and told me directly that she wanted to let her friends know who she was going out with. If she has any problems, please ask them to call the police and contact me directly. I'll just forget it. It's right to protect yourself, but I think I should be the one to inform my friend instead of her.

She kept talking all the way from south to north and was not affected at all by my indifferent and cold expression. To be honest, I really admire her gossiping skills and optimistic personality. She can talk and laugh for 30 minutes without stopping, and I also admire her extraordinary energy. In this way, she laughed all the way to Kenting and was full of energy, and I was gradually infected by her optimistic personality, but I was really exhausted.

As we were walking, a couple came from the opposite direction. I looked at the man carefully and found that he was definitely inferior to me in both size and appearance. When I looked at the girls next to him, I found that they were also looking at us with surprise. I couldn't help but lower my head and turned to look at the person who was holding my right hand tightly with both hands. Oh my god! What sin have I committed to deserve this punishment?

When we arrived at the hotel, the counter clerk told me that they had one room left but it was very small and asked if we wanted to rent it. At that time, I thought that we had agreed that we must have two rooms, otherwise she would rather go home immediately. At this time, I became energetic because it was possible to end this painful journey early. At that time, I was concentrating on watching her every move. As long as she was unwilling, I would have the opportunity to give a reason to go home.

Without wasting a few seconds, she quickly replied: "Okay. 'Oh my God! What about the original agreement? What should I do? She doesn't want me to sleep in the same bed with her, does she?

In a hurry, I quickly said, "Then I'll sleep in the car." When I said this to her, she replied, "No need, you're so tired from driving, just sleep on the floor in the room." I thought she still had a conscience, so I agreed immediately. Because I really didn't want to argue with her in front of the counter about where to sleep. I just wanted to leave there quickly. There were still many tourists in front of the counter at that time. I vaguely heard someone say: "Xiao Nian, you have a good appetite." I was really embarrassed to the extreme.

Once we got to the room, I realized that it was impossible to ask her to sleep on the floor. The room was really small, so small that there was only a double bed and an aisle that could only accommodate one person. Even sleeping on the floor was a bit of a stretch for me, but I was so tired that without saying a word, I picked up my pillow and quilt and prepared to sleep on the floor for the night. But she said the bed was so big why would she abuse herself, and she also believed me and would not bully her.

Oh my god! Although my requirements for women are not very high, I do have certain standards. What I am afraid of is not that I will suddenly become beastly and take advantage of her, but that if I sleep in the same bed with her, I might be accidentally stepped on by one of her feet and I might be in danger of breaking a bone. So I made up a bunch of reasons why I didn't want to go to bed, but in the end I was no match for her talkative and gossipy mouth.

I went to bed reluctantly, but I was so tired that I fell asleep soon after. But I could still vaguely hear a very noisy sound. I forced my eyes open and looked in the direction of the sound. It was the bathroom. The sound came from the bathroom. The bathroom was brightly lit with the door half open, and from inside came the sound of water and what sounded like singing.

I was so sleepy that I ignored her, closed my eyes and continued to sleep. I don't know how much time had passed, but suddenly I had a feeling that is hard to describe, as if the house had collapsed and I was trapped underneath. I felt a painful feeling of being unable to move and having difficulty breathing. I struggled to open my eyes again. In the dim light, my god, her side roll caused me such pain. I struggled with all my strength to get out from under her fat feet. At this moment, a strong claw stretched out to me again and hugged me tightly. I didn't even have room to fight back. At the same time, I found that she was only wearing a low-cut half-robed pure silk pajamas, and there was nothing inside, let alone underwear or panties. I asked her angrily, "Enough, if you don't let me go, I'm going to get angry." But I didn't get an answer for a long time. The more I struggled, the tighter she hugged me.

I was tightly clamped by her like a big meat stick, unable to move, and I lasted like this for about five minutes. Suddenly she said, "I'll give you one chance, do you want it?" Before I could answer, her other hand had already grabbed the important part of me down there. I didn't even have a chance to dodge, as she grabbed my vitals through my pants. I didn't dare to struggle anymore, I didn't dare to make any big moves to resist, I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, my baby would be injured or broken if I used too much force.

Because she was pulling my important head very hard and precisely, what else could I do at that time? I could only remain silent. Who asked me to have my life in someone else's hands? Anyway, it's just a one-time thing, so I just treat it as being possessed by a ghost. Normally, I can finish it in about twenty minutes each time, so I thought that at most I can just endure it for twenty minutes and everything should be fine. I don't know if I had no sexual desire or was too frightened, but I couldn't get it up at all. She used all her skills and tried every way you can think of. I was secretly rejoicing that I had escaped this disaster when she had a secret weapon. She no longer pressed me with her body, nor did she hold me tightly with her legs, but her hand still didn't leave my head. She began to tell me a sex story in a more gentle manner that I had never heard of before, which was extremely erotic, exciting and hot.

At the same time, her hands kept moving up and down. I can't deny that feeling. It is a wonderful enjoyment in life, but the premise is that you must close your eyes to experience that feeling.

The next day I found that my nipple had peeled off and was bleeding. When the blood dried, my underwear was stuck to the nipple. It was so painful, especially when I tried to tear my underwear off the nipple. Now I can only say that I made it through and returned safely, and everything is over.

It's been over a week since I came back, and I don't know how to evaluate this whole thing. It doesn't seem like she cheated. The photos she provided were of me, there's no doubt about that, they were just from three years ago. As for her height, weight and appearance, she didn't deliberately hide it from me. I just didn't ask clearly. It's not wrong to say that she is very cute. I overlooked that she was referring to personality rather than appearance. She was right when she said she had many suitors because she was referring to the Internet.

It was my own fault that I didn't notice it, and as for what happened in bed, I can't blame her entirely. She was just catering to the requests I made when I corresponded with her before. I had often talked to her about sex before, and I had expressed that I would like to have sex with her if there was a chance. I had said this before. She also said that if there was a chance, she would not reject it, but I just forgot about it. Because I just said it as a joke and didn't take it seriously at the beginning, now I have to bear all this by myself.

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