Yang Xiaoqing's Confession (7) "Current Boyfriend's" Passion (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Adult Rape and Abuse Novel)

Yang Xiaoqing's Confession (7) The Passion of "Current Boyfriend" (Part 1)

I met my "current boyfriend" Fang Renkai by chance at the San Francisco airport, but I didn't have sex with him for the first time until a year and a half later. This reflected the confusion and hesitation in my heart after my extramarital affair with Li Tong turned sour. Faced with the days without a man to accompany her and with no emotional support, she was at a loss as to how to cope with the situation. In an extremely depressed mood, I was filled with a helpless sense of loss. (I will write down some of the things that happened during this period of time in a confession when I have the chance.)

After I met Fang Renkai, we started communicating via correspondence and phone calls. Most of the time he writes to me and then I call him. Fang Renkai's letter was written very sincerely; it encouraged and comforted me greatly and touched me deeply. Plus, at that time, I desperately needed a friend to talk to and someone to confide in. Naturally, I was keen to contact him.

After two phone calls and three letters, I discovered that it always took three to five days for Fang Renkai to send a letter from the East Coast, and I would get very anxious waiting; and what he talked about in the letter was often the same topic we had already discussed on the phone. So I simply told him the password of my long-distance calling card and asked him to call me directly when he was convenient or wanted to talk to me. But Fang Renkai said he would make the call but asked me to pay, which made me feel really embarrassed.

I explained: Actually, I want to talk to him more often, but I was afraid that the time would be wrong, so I thought of having him call. Besides, I am responsible for all the bills in my family, so my husband could not know about it. It is much safer than having the phone charges appear on his bill. Then I thought that maybe he felt the phone bill was too expensive and was embarrassed to accept it, so he seemed hesitant. Then he added:

"Don't worry! Anyway, we have plenty of money. Even if we call every day, the phone bill is nothing. Besides, as long as I can talk to you, I am willing to pay any price. Besides, it's only a few hundred or at most a thousand dollars a month! Don't you think so?"

After hearing what I said, Fang Renkai thanked me and agreed.

From then on, our relationship developed rapidly through frequent letters and phone calls. If I don’t make a phone call every day or don’t receive a letter for three or four days, I will feel that something is wrong with my life and I will feel very uncomfortable. But as soon as I heard the familiar voice on the phone the next day and talked to him, I smiled again.

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Our communication across the American continent, where we could talk about anything, made me feel that I was very close to Fang Renkai in terms of thoughts and spirit; I also found myself involuntarily developing an emotional dependence on him. My mood rises and falls with the feelings of daily conversations. When I read his letters, I pondered over every word and tried to figure out his feelings for me. If I read something pleasing to the ear, I will feel happy and joyful; otherwise, I will become inexplicably suspicious, worried and depressed.

I told Fang Renkai anxiously that I was afraid that if I invested my feelings in him, I would be stuck in a quagmire and unable to withdraw them; I was afraid that I had fallen in love with him involuntarily, and that I needed and could not live without him even more!

Fang Renkai responded to me immediately and told me not to be afraid. He said he believed we are all mature people and should be wise enough to deal with emotional issues. He seemed to understand my doubts and analyzed the friendship between men and women and the so-called romantic love. It emphasizes that interactions between people should develop naturally and not be forced. Whether making friends or being in love, it is best to let go of the desire for gain and loss and treat it with a calm attitude.

He said he believed that I knew he liked me, so he wanted to tell me that he was just going with the flow and developing this "special relationship". And he would never force me to like him or fall in love with him; even if I just wanted to maintain the current "pure friendship" and didn't want to go any further, he would gladly accept it and always cherish and protect it.

Although Fang Renkai said this to allay my doubts, and what he said made so much sense that I had to believe him, when I heard his last two sentences, I still felt numb all over, as if my heart was about to melt!

"You are so nice to me, really nice!" I said with sincere gratitude.

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It's really strange. The uneasiness I had felt at first was blown away by his words, and I immediately became bold. I talked to him more deeply and openly on the phone. I often tell him what's hidden in my heart, even secrets about my body. I also ask him how he feels or curiously inquire about his experience in certain aspects.

Fang Renkai did not take it as a problem and answered all my questions in detail and frankly until I fully understood. He also asked me whether I was satisfied with his answer.

"Of course I'm satisfied! You described it in such detail, it seems like you are very experienced with women!" I said with a smile.

"It's nothing. I had a girlfriend before I got married. She was a gynecologist. I learned a lot from her..."

“Oh!…”

I became even more curious. I took every opportunity to ask him this and that; until he smiled and asked me back: Why do you want to get to the bottom of this? Isn't it better to keep it a little mysterious? In fact, I would rather he take the initiative to talk about his past sexual experiences; I also hope that he would carefully explore some of my secrets that I cannot tell others because he is interested in me. In order to avoid the situation where I want to say something but can’t, or feel embarrassed to ask, I can only find an excuse to bring the topic to that aspect, and then say awkwardly:

"You know what? I...I..."

I stammered and only gave the beginning of my speech, then stopped halfway. He was so curious that he insisted that I tell him.

I reluctantly told him about my dissatisfaction with my husband in my sex life; that I was already in my thirties or forties and my sexual needs were much stronger than before, but there was a lack of men around me; that I often couldn't sleep at night and had to resort to masturbation to solve the problem; and that in many of my sexual fantasies, I always found myself searching for someone who could satisfy me both mentally and physically...

Fang Renkai asked me if I had ever considered him as an object in this fantasy?

On the phone, I nodded and answered softly, "Hmm~!" in a very, very soft voice. But I dare not mention that I had just met him at the airport that day, but I had already had a vivid "daydream" about him on the sofa in the bar!

I deliberately said vaguely that I didn't remember it very clearly, but I just dreamed that I was in some unknown place, looking for the man who had asked me to meet; at the same time, I was very scared, afraid that my husband would chase me and take me back. ┅The person I was going to meet said that he would wait for me, but because he had other things to do, he couldn't wait too long. This made me so nervous that I hurried on my way while anxiously thinking: When we meet, I will go to bed and have sex with him right away. After making love, as long as he can say "I love you", I will be satisfied and feel that the trip is worthwhile.

"What happened? Did they find me and make love with me?"

Fang Renkai asked what happened next in a hurry, which made me laugh. I asked him back: "What do you think?"

"I guess there must be. Not only did you make love, but you also played for a long, long time, until you were so happy that you didn't want to stop!"

"Stop flattering yourself! Are you really that great?..." I deliberately provoked him.

"Is it powerful or not? We'll have to wait and see! Maybe one day you'll know, or maybe it'll remain a mystery forever..."

"Oh my! You've whetted my appetite!"

I thought to myself, but didn't say anything. I just sighed softly, "Maybe! But I don't dare to hope."

Then I changed the subject and told him that in the dream, although I knew it was him who had sex with me, I couldn't see that person's face clearly. I only remember that I was embraced by strong arms and felt so touched when I snuggled in the man's arms and accepted him. My body also became extremely excited and I kept moving towards him to meet and rub against him.

“Hmm…”

Fang Renkai responded with a hint of heavy breathing. I guessed that his thing was probably hard, so I couldn't help but smile and asked him: "What? You... are hard!?"

He didn't answer, but was silent for a moment, then asked, "What happened next?"

"After that, it was gone. I just remember kissing you... no, kissing him... and that was the end of the dream! But... because my eyes were closed when I kissed, I couldn't tell if that man was you!"

"Oh!..." Fang Renkai was speechless.

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On the third day after the phone call, I received a thick letter from Fang. I quickly opened it and read:

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������Dear Xiaoqing:

������Hearing you say on the phone that the man you were looking for in your dream might be me, or might not be me; I was itching to ask him more clearly, but unfortunately he hung up the phone without saying anything else, which really whetted my appetite.

I have no choice but to tell you in this letter: I am very interested in your sexual fantasies and frequent "erotic dreams", and I would like to hear you tell me about them in person. If it is compiled and published one day, it might become a best-seller! Okay, I’ll stop telling you jokes and get back to the topic. Let me tell you about a “beautiful dream” I once had!

����������I met you in California, and five days later, I took a night flight back to New Jersey. I kept thinking about you in my mind. When I got on the plane, I found that the oriental lady sitting next to me, who looked to be about 34 or 35 years old, looked a lot like you. When I smiled and greeted her, my heart was pounding!

������Before takeoff, the lady and I remained silent and didn't say anything. Half an hour later, the flight attendant came to distribute drinks and peanuts and asked us what we would like to drink. She ordered a cocktail and I asked for the same for myself and paid for both.

When she politely raised her glass to thank me, I started talking and asked in Chinese: "Do you often fly?"

��� She took a sip from the cup and nodded: "Hmm!" Then she licked her lips, smiled at me and said: "Every time I get on the plane, I order a glass of strong wine so that I can sleep all the way to my destination. But if I take a nap later and my head falls on your shoulder, please forgive me!"

I looked at her pair of big, black, bright eyes with a smile, and thought: How come they look exactly like yours, with big, talking eyes? But I didn't say anything; I just nodded and told her it was okay, and if she really needed it, she could just sleep in my arms.

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"Really? You don't care at all?" The lady laughed even more. When she asked me this, her body leaned sideways so lightly that I could almost feel her body heat on my arms; I kept smiling and shook my head.

"You are so nice to me! I wish my husband was the same. But unfortunately, he is the kind of man without any romance..."

"Oh? So, ma'am, you took the plane just to meet someone romantic?"

"Don't say that! Romance is something you can only encounter by chance! Also, don't call me Madam, okay? It sounds weird..."

When the lady shook her head gently, her fine hair with a fresh fragrance brushed against the side of my face; I felt a little itchy, so I used my hand to push it away for her. In the dim light of the cabin, I seemed to see the mist in her eyes, as if she was waiting for something...

"So...what's your name?"

������“If you like me, what does the name matter?”

When the lady responded mysteriously, I smelled a mellow fragrance emanating from her neck, but I couldn't tell whether it was wine or perfume. I just remember that day at the airport bar, you were wearing a similar perfume.

��� She raised her hand and gently stroked the back of my hand that was stroking her hair; her thin lips trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth raised seductively. My heart was so excited that I kissed her without thinking.

At this time, except for the flickering light of the screen showing the movie, the entire cabin was dark. Most of the few passengers in other seats had closed their eyes and dozed off; even the flight attendants at the tail of the plane had closed their seats and were resting.

We hugged each other, as if intoxicated in a world without others, kissing and caressing each other passionately; we did not separate our burning lips until we were both out of breath, and looked into each other's eyes. They felt like they were attracted to each other by magnets, and immediately began to kiss each other more fiercely and grope each other's body which was constantly squirming on the seat...

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The lady was wearing a black two-piece dress made of unknown material. The hem of her skirt only reached her knees, and as she moved on the chair, she soon revealed a pair of graceful thighs wrapped tightly in black pantyhose. At first, she clamped her legs tightly together, rubbing her knees against each other, causing her body to twist; but later I reached my hand between her knees and gently pushed them, and her legs slightly opened, allowing my hand to reach between her hot thighs and caress them. Her buttocks began to grind on the seat like a sieve.

"Oh, wow, you're so good at touching!..." She whispered in my ear.

"Do you like it?┅┅"

"I love it! But if you keep touching me, my pants will get soaked!"

I moved my hands to her chest, and when I rubbed her breasts through her shirt, I could feel the nipples under her thin bra, which were hard and erect, enough for me to pinch gently with my fingers. I pinched one nipple and then the other one without hesitation, until her whole body trembled, she held my shoulder, gasped and gasped intermittently: "Oh~! You pinched me so hard that I can't stand it!"

������But she had covered my crotch with her small hand, and had grasped the penis through my pants, rubbing and stroking it fiercely; this made me even more excited, and I didn't care whether anyone on the plane would see it, so I pulled down the zipper and let her put her small hand in to pull out the hard penis.

������When the lady saw the hard penis in her hand, she looked up and smiled. At the same time, she quickly moved her buttocks on the seat, bent down and put my thing in her mouth; her hot lips tightly wrapped around the meat stick and started sucking...

I didn't expect her to be so proactive, but I was too happy to think about it. I just held her head and stroked her hair and cheeks as she sucked my penis up and down, and brushed her nose and lips with my fingertips. With my eyes closed, I felt her beautiful face and her warm and wonderful mouth with my sense of touch.

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While giving me a blowjob, this beautiful young woman put her hands under my shirt and kept rubbing my upper body; her passionate actions made me want to see the eager expression on her face when she sucked my penis. He pulled her up, inserted his tongue into her saliva-filled mouth, and kissed her passionately. Then he praised her: "You suck so well, I can hardly hold back and ejaculate!"

Under her black hair, she stared at me deeply, smiled and asked me:

"Love? Do you want to enjoy me eating you for a while longer?..."

As she spoke, she leaned close to my ear and said in a coquettish voice: "If you want, go to the bathroom at the back, don't lock the door, wait two minutes... I'll come.... I'll make you more comfortable, ok!?"

Looking towards the back of the cabin, the few passengers seemed to have fallen asleep; the two female flight attendants were also taking a nap. I walked into a bathroom in the dark, closed the door but didn't lock it, and waited anxiously. At the same time, I thought to myself: This woman is so bold, there is no way she can be the Yang Xiaoqing I know! If I see that her face is really yours under the brighter light later, I believe I will be shocked and wake up from my dream!

Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long before I heard two gentle knocks on the door. Like a thief, I opened the door slightly, saw the girl in black, and let her in. She quickly locked the bathroom door, squeezed into my arms and turned around; I was surprised to find that she was the same height as you, not very tall. Because she was looking down, I lifted her chin so I could see her face clearly from a close distance. But she was shy and covered her eyes with one hand to prevent me from looking at her. At the same time, she whispered softly, "It's too bright, it's blinding..."

������At this time, I was nervous and anxious; I thought: It was obviously you who asked me to go to the toilet and let you suck my dick. Why are all the people here, but are they pretending? ? ┅┅So regardless of whether she protested or not, he lifted her face up. When I saw her closing her eyes, shaking her head and humming to express her resistance, and frowning slightly, her expression was exactly the same as the one I accidentally saw on you in the airport bar that day!

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In an instant, I impulsively hugged her tightly and kissed her lips that looked so much like yours. Without thinking twice, he slid his hands from her back to her buttocks, cupped the two plump, round petals of flesh, and squeezed them lightly, sometimes hard. The girl couldn't stand the teasing. She immediately opened her mouth, took in my tongue and sucked it hard. Intermittent humming sounds came out of her throat.

In the small cabin toilet, I held her in my arms, turned us both around, let her sit on the toilet seat; I leaned against the toilet door and stood facing her. The beautiful young woman then raised her head, leaned forward slightly, and with some effort pulled her skirt up to her waist until her two thighs were exposed under her black stockings. Then, she reached out to unbutton my belt, pulled down the zipper, took out my penis, held it in her warm little hands and stroked it. At the same time, she looked at me deeply with her big dark eyes and asked:

"Do you like me?" When she asked, I saw that her thin lips had been kissed by me and were red and swollen, which made me feel distressed. I smiled and nodded and said:

"I like it! Especially when you look like you want to eat a cock, you are really very lewd!"

"Ah, really? I love sucking men's dicks in the bathroom!"

The beautiful young woman held my erect cock in both hands, sighed in a very lewd way, then stretched her neck, opened her mouth, and held the glans with her two red lips; she closed her eyes and began to suck it with a sound of "squeak, squeak". With every puff, she opened her mouth wider to swallow more of the penis; she wrapped her thin lips around it tightly and sucked hard until her cheeks became sunken. The ecstasy feeling is really hard to describe! �

�����I excitedly put one hand behind her neck and thrust my body towards her face. When I looked down, I saw the girl's black hair was fluttering in the wind; waves of beautiful humming came out of her throat, which was endless and very pleasant to the ear!

"Good sucking, so comfortable! You really know how to suck a cock, Mrs. Zhang!..."

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������ah~! Xiaoqing, how could I mistake her for you? ┅┅He was shocked by the words he had shouted out while enjoying himself, and he cried out in surprise; he quickly lifted up her face and looked at her carefully. The girl with a cock in her mouth raised her head, opened her watery eyes, looked at me with great resentment, and then immediately closed them again; she shook her head violently for a while as if in denial, then quickly spit out the cock and asked me:

"How do you know that the gentleman's last name is Zhang?"

"Ah?! Your husband's last name is also Zhang? I'm sorry! I made a mistake!"

The girl's cheeks were originally red with shame, but when she saw me stammering in panic, she laughed out loud: "Okay, I don't blame you. Anyway, there are too many people with the surname Zhang. You made a mistake, but you guessed it right! So, do you still want me... Mrs. Zhang... to suck your big cock?..."

I was confused by this girl called "Mrs. Zhang"; after hearing what she said, my cock, which had been almost softened due to scaring myself, immediately became hard again after being rubbed by her little hand. She smiled and extended her small tongue to lick my glans for a while, then put her wet lips on the penis and kissed it back and forth. Then she raised her head, shook her messed up hair, glanced at the penis in a lewd way, and said to me:

"Oh my! You've grown up again! Your cock is so majestic and looks so good!"

"Thank you for the compliment, I really don't deserve it!... Then, Mrs. Zhang, do you always suck different men's dicks in the toilet?"

"Yeah! But I only suck their dicks, and never kiss or have sex with them!..."

���However, since you have become the only exception, it seems that I will have to break the rules temporarily! ”

"Ah~! Are you really willing to break your vow for me?" I asked in surprise.

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"Hmm~! Do you want to... miss me?" As she asked, she licked the glans again;

She twisted her butt on the toilet and spread her legs outward until her tight black skirt was pushed up to her waist, exposing the seductive curves of her lower body.

I couldn't believe Mrs. Zhang's shameless questions and actions. But her urgent and eager expression was extremely sexy; he nodded vigorously and responded, "Need I ask? Of course..." At the same time, he pulled her up from the toilet and hugged her.

"I miss you very much!" He hurriedly agreed while lifting up Mrs. Zhang's pullover with both hands. He saw the dazzling, snow-white skin of her waist and stomach under her black bra. He put his arms around her and unhooked the bra, which was hanging half down and half hanging there. I helped her turn around so that her back was facing me and facing the toilet and the wall; she immediately understood, bent down, put her hands on the toilet lid, and arched her round buttocks, which could not be covered by her tight skirt, backwards and raised them up.

"You... have to be gentle! Your cock is so big, I'm afraid of it!"

I couldn't help but smile, and I unbuttoned the waistband of her skirt, pulled down the zipper of her skirt behind her hips, and then stripped off her pantyhose and panties together, leaving them all hanging on her apart legs. In an instant, the entire naked and seductive lower body of "Mrs. Zhang" appeared clearly and brightly before my eyes!

"Ah~! So beautiful, so beautiful! Mrs. Zhang, your butt is so cute! Come on, lift it higher, let me see your more charming and sexy bottom! "

Just as I imagined, Mrs. Zhang's entire vagina was full of vaginal fluid and sparkling. The two white and fat labia, like honey ham, sandwiched the tender flesh soaked in juice; and in between the tortuous flesh, there was a thin slit of flesh, which was even more tempting and mouth-watering. Unable to resist the temptation, I kissed her plump buttocks, kissing and licking her; at the same time, I inserted my fingers into her private parts, sweeping them back and forth on the purple-red but extremely soft labia.

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"Oh my! You are so good at playing! You are making me feel so uncomfortable! Ah~~!"

Under my teasing, "Mrs. Zhang", who was lying on the toilet lid, raised her buttocks high, and trembled and swayed, while screaming like an oriole. That extremely erotic appearance is really unbearable for anyone who sees it! I stopped licking and kissing her plump buttocks and changed to a position of hunched over behind her delicate body; my hands went around her chest, kneading her breasts and lightly pinching her nipples; and the penis was also embedded in her buttocks, thrusting and arching forward and backward.

"I love playing with you...sexy little devil! Come on, twist your ass again! Twist your slutty ass!"

"Why do you call me a fairy? Ah~~ I can't do anything about it! I really can't stand it!"

I pressed against Mrs. Zhang's back, kissing her shoulders and neck. I heard her screaming in between her rapid gasps and shrill cries: "Brother! Put it in... mine, please!"

When my hard rod had just entered her peach garden and had not yet firmly blocked her vagina, she shouted: "Oh! That's great!" and then eagerly pushed her ass back; I was not ready and my dick slipped out. She screamed: "No~!!..." I also shouted anxiously:

"Don't move, let me get in first!"

"Hurry up! Please hurry up! I'm so anxious!" Suddenly...

������Someone knocked on the toilet door: "Hey! Whoever's inside, can you be quiet? Others are still sleeping!"

I panicked and woke up from the dream. Sitting next to me was "Mrs. Zhang" who was sleeping soundly. Her upper body was tilted, leaning on my arm, and her head was resting on my shoulder. ┅┅I wanted to see if she was you, but I didn't dare to wake her up; I only saw my hand falling on her slender but plump body. The novel she fell asleep reading was Li Ang's "Dark Night"┅┅

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Oh my god! The eight-page "letter" Fang Renkai wrote to me turned out to be a pornographic novel that I simply couldn't stand! Moreover, he was so bad that he didn't finish the story; it ended so suddenly when it reached the most tense moment. I was teased to the point of almost orgasm, only to realize that the man's penis was an illusion, something that could not be grasped or seen! ┅┅It makes people so anxious!

Forget it, don’t think about anything! Anyway, I will make it clear to him tomorrow on the phone: next time you write a love letter, make sure to make the plot more complete, and don't torture me like this anymore!

I inserted my wet fingers into the burning flesh again, pumping and thrusting like crazy... The image of Fang Renkai behind me, spreading my buttocks, appeared in my mind. When he finally stuffed his big hot rod into my extremely empty vagina, ignoring my requests for him to be gentle with me, and thrust it in and out bravely and forcefully, I forgot where and when I was; I thought I was in the bathroom on the plane, "shamelessly" lying on the toilet lid, and being dissolute!

Turning over and lying on the bed, I knelt with my buttocks facing the sky, shaking my waist, swaying, and twisting my butt. While reaching her hand from the bottom to the hole, she kept rubbing the nipple that had already become hard; at the same time, she felt the huge cock filling her vagina and her whole body was swollen as if it was about to explode.

"Ah, baby! Me, me!..." I shouted.

"Is it enjoyable? Mrs. Zhang?..."

"It's so enjoyable... so comfortable! Baby, brother~~! You... you are so good at having fun!"

Just like the "girl", "beautiful young woman" and "Mrs. Zhang" Fang Renkai wrote in the letter, when I called them, I felt so wanton and slutty; but I couldn't help the intense pleasure and called out again and again:

"I love you so much! I love you so much and I love your big cock so much!..."

"Well, this is my good woman, a sexy little goblin!" Fang Renkai praised.

"Oh~~! Yes! Oh~! I am your woman! Your little devil! Good brother! I will do anything you want me to do! As long as you... me! Kill me!"

The faster I rubbed my fingers while masturbating, the harder my nipple became. His huge rod, which was thrusting violently in my body, also became thicker and bigger in my imagination...

"You're so slutty, Mrs. Zhang! Just be my slutty sister!" Fang Renkai growled as he poked her.

"Oh! Good...good! Good brother! Then you will fuck my slutty sister to death! Oh~~~!...Oh~! Oh my God, I...I'm coming...baby...brother~!! I...Oh my God! I...Baby, Fuck me! Fuck...Me~!! I'mgonnacome...now...Aaaahhhhaaaa! Oh, God, I'mCominnnggg! Aaaahhhhaaaa!!"

When I screamed out my climax, I was afraid that the housekeeper would overhear me outside the bedroom door, so I bit my lips tightly, and couldn't help sobbing desperately, tossing and turning on the bed... "I'm dying! I'm dying! I'm really dying!"

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The next day, I was still in a deep sleep when I was awakened by a call from Fang Renkai, asking me if I had received the letter. I angrily called him "bad!" and said that the "sexual fantasies" in the letter were too insulting! Tell him not to write stuff like this that makes me feel so uncomfortable. Fang Renkai quickly apologized for "offending" me and promised never to write again.

But when I heard him say he wouldn't write it, I immediately regretted it and quickly corrected myself, saying that I didn't think he had "offended" me. I'm just not used to being written like this; like...very into that, very sexually hungry. ┅┅Besides, I don’t want him to stop writing down what’s in his heart just because I’m not used to it!

Fang Renkai seemed to hear my tone and the contradiction in my heart, so he asked me if what he wrote was too outrageous and too far from the real me? In fact, I was very scared: I was afraid that he had misjudged me or thought I was a dissolute woman; but I was even more afraid that he would see through me at first sight, and find out that I always pretended to be serious at critical moments to cover up my guilty conscience and said things that were contrary to my true feelings. ┅┅

I couldn't answer him, but I didn't know how to explain it, so I just bit my lip and remained silent. Fang Renkai saw that his attack did not produce any response, so he changed his tone:

"Maybe it's because we've only met once and our impression of each other is limited, so the fantasy isn't real enough! If we've met a few times, maybe the fantasy would be more realistic, right?..."

"That's right, ah!" I sighed, and also breathed a sigh of relief that I found a way out.

With courage that came from nowhere, he asked again, "So... when can we meet?"

"Don't worry, we'll see each other again soon!" Fang Renkai said affirmatively.

"Really?..."

"Yes, of course! As long as we keep in close contact and strengthen our confidence during this period..."

"Oh! You speak like a slogan... I get it!... But then... you, you will definitely write to me and tell me what's in your heart?..." I feel a strong sense of anticipation in my heart.

"Of course! I'll tell you everything in my heart. As long as you're willing to listen, you can get used to it."

"I am willing, I am willing! I will get used to it..." I nodded my head anxiously.

From this letter and this phone call, not only did I become closer to Fang Renkai emotionally, but even before I actually saw or touched his body, just through more phone calls and sexual intercourse with similar "love letters", my heart felt as if I had already slept with him and made love with him. I was entangled in beautiful fantasies, and was inseparable from him.

There is no doubt that I have really fallen in love with the fiery passion of my "current boyfriend" Fang Renkai!

Yang Xiaoqing's Confession (7) The Passion of "Current Boyfriend" (Part 2)

In order to write this confession, I took the time to go to the bank safe deposit box and retrieved hundreds of "love letters" that Fang Renkai had written to me, and picked out the most representative "sexual" ones [a pun, right? whee! ］I copied it down; with 100% truthfulness, it reflects and explains the development of my extramarital affair with him.

Although I am not a "political or public figure" or a "movie star" at all; my experiences and stories have nothing to do with "mistakes that many people in the world make"; I have no intention and no need to hold a press conference to "honestly confess" my past; however, since I have already publicly confessed, I might as well just let it go! Moreover, I believe that this can better meet people's current strong demand for "explaining things clearly" and satisfy everyone's curiosity about certain "affairs" and "old lover" relationships.

Especially when some people "play around with women outside" accidentally or out of necessity, they leave evidence in black and white; as a result, it arouses great interest among millions of people: they want to know what kind of mystery or conspiracy is going on; not only does it cause chaos, it also becomes a joke after dinner. And what is the truth? Perhaps it's not a big deal when it comes down to it. It's just the true feelings of a man and a woman, "touching hands", "preparing some lunch", "taking a nap together"; or when they are in the mood for sex and enjoy the warmth and intimacy with each other, some liquid drips onto the hotel sheets. If no one knows about it, then it's fine; but if it is exposed, it will be embarrassing and mad, and the party who made the mistake must be punished and pay the price.

To put it bluntly: this is completely the result of the hypocrisy and false morality that is rampant in our Chinese... no, the new and old Taiwanese society; forcing people to lie and cover up, pretending to be innocent, and asking him (her) to say that he (she) has already clarified all doubts thoroughly.... Really, if you see through it, you will naturally feel: this kind of thing is not worth making a fuss about? It is really boring!...

Look at the American President Clinton, touching the breasts of the intern Miss Lewinsky, while he was talking on the phone about national affairs and feeding her "snacks" under his desk. Although he made a big joke, many people still sympathized with him; they said that when he was a child, his self-esteem was suppressed too deeply and he did not get enough; even though he became president, he was still like an ordinary person, wanting to vent and feel comfortable; it was not a big mistake at all...

His wife was very sensible and spent a lot of time defending her husband while hinting that she was like thousands of other wives across the country. Based on her feminist sense of "autonomy", she was willing to endure the humiliation but would not necessarily sleep with her husband again. In the end, the entire American society understood that the president’s family was no different from ordinary people (the boss’s family); instead, they let them off the hook in the uproarious impeachment case.

(Although Hillary deliberately did not make it clear what kind of ambiguous relationship she had with the male colleague in the White House who committed suicide, Foster; and people speculated that she had had sex with that man for a long time, but unfortunately there was no evidence to prove it, to make fun of it, or to suppress the "First Family"; although I do not appreciate Hillary's fake appearance, I still admire her from the bottom of my heart!)

Hey, I took the wrong medicine today! ? How come when I was writing a confession, I got distracted by this irrelevant topic and started talking on and on without stopping? I mixed all kinds of things together, both real and fake. Not only did I waste Internet resources, but I also took up precious space and asked porn-loving netizens to listen to my nonsense? ┅┅In addition, the "nonsense" I wrote above may make friends who are unaware of the latest news from Taiwan feel completely confused and feel "confusing" and "dizzy"!

Sorry, sorry! Let me get back to the point and continue writing this self-incriminating "Confession of Yang Xiaoqing" to satisfy my desire to publish!

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That’s right, that’s right! When I mentioned "transcription" of the love letter from Fang Renkai at the beginning, what I really wanted to say was:

When you fall in love with someone, you will be influenced by him in every aspect unconsciously. The mild ones are brainwashed by him in their thinking, ideas, and concepts, and follow him in everything without any doubt. If the child is too serious, he will put all his hobbies and interests aside; just do things he likes and develop his interests according to his preferences. When the disease becomes seriously ill, even the small body movements, tone of voice, and conversation characteristics will be assimilated into him, becoming the same as him, and indistinguishable. No wonder people say that the faces of a man and a woman will become more and more alike, and when even their expressions become similar, they become a "husband and wife face."

This is the most important discovery I made when copying Fang Renkai’s love letters: I have been greatly influenced by him and gradually lost myself! Not only does his tone of voice resemble his, but even the grammatical terms used in his confession and the structure of his writing have been "assimilated" by him! ┅┅

Perhaps this also explains why when I read Zhu Guanting's "Xiao Qing's Story", I thought the article was written in imitation of my tone. It turns out that this is not surprising at all. When I told Zhu Guanting that "story", my tone of voice and the content of my speech had already become like Fang Renkai's! Now, when I copy his love letters, I feel that the tone of his writing is similar to mine. I was quite puzzled at first, but later I realized: - I am like him!

Do you feel that? It's actually quite strange that I would write these? Even I can't figure out what's going on? ! Okay, okay! This is another long-winded digression, so I’ll stop here and get back to the topic. Otherwise, you will really get scolded!

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I received this letter, also in a thick package, one and a half months after the last love letter I posted.

During this time, he has written me four "beautiful dreams". The descriptions are almost all about love between men and women and scenes of ecstasy. Every time I read it, I couldn't help getting emotionally aroused and sexually excited; I started masturbating before I even finished reading the letter. I had multiple orgasms and was exhausted all over. I couldn't even see the words Fang Renkai wrote. I could only imagine in my mind what he would say and do, and how I would react. I dissolved my wonderful fantasies into his dreams, and made love with his soul in a magical realm that transcended time and space. ┅┅

When I received this love letter, I did the same. I opened it, read the first page, and then put the letter away. Then I waited until my son and the housekeeper went back to their rooms to sleep at night. Then I calmly closed the bedroom door, went to the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and prepared to take a bath while slowly reading "Beautiful Dreams" written by Fang Renkai.

In the dead of night, like a woman going on a tryst, I slowly undressed in front of a bathtub filled with hot water and covered with soap. While taking off my clothes, I imagined that my lover was standing next to me, staring at me. At the beginning, I pouted and said coquettishly:

"Baby, why do you always write things that are incomprehensible to others?!"

"What? How come you don't understand my love letter?" I took off all my clothes and heard him ask in confusion.

"Look, look! This whole page talks about..." I picked up the first page of Fang Renkai's love letter and waved it at him.

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���Dear Xiaoqing:

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"Love" is indeed an elusive thing. It sometimes feels real and beautiful, and even when you are immersed in its romance, you are still full of hope for the future. But the next moment, one feels inexplicably frightened, afraid that the illusory vision is just a mirage, as fleeting as smoke.

The heart of a lover is like something that cannot be grasped or held firmly. You only know that it is extremely precious and you want to protect it and keep it carefully. However, the more you worry about losing and the more anxious you feel, the more urgent your desire to possess will be. As a result, it is easier to lose it. Because a lover's heart belongs to him after all; even if it is captured, it is still wild and needs freedom.

Therefore, lovers in love always ask: "Will you love me forever and ever?" And men and women who are greedy for the sweetness of "romantic love" will nod and answer without hesitation:

"Of course! Forever and ever... until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble..."

������However, as witnesses, the sea and the rock have always seen all the joys and sorrows of the world; (mostly separations of life due to betrayal and escape, rather than separations of death) and they sneer at people's stupidity. It also silently tells them that pure romantic love cannot last long or forever because it requires the "commitment" of two people. However, even if a promise can make you feel a little more at ease, it still cannot guarantee that your lover will not run away, leave you, or abandon you.

I can't help but wonder: confusing love and the promise of staying together forever may be two unrelated and not necessarily related things? ! ┅My dear, do you feel the same way?

������Perhaps this question is too serious and too difficult to answer. My suggestion is: before you find the answer, let's temporarily enter into each other's imagination and enjoy the sweetness that seems real and unreal just by interacting with each other, without seeing or touching each other, okay?

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"Look, except for the last short paragraph, it's all abstract theories. You've really confused me! Although I appreciate you spending so much time and effort to make me understand love and life, what I really want is not just some big principles!" I deliberately pouted.

"You can ignore it and read the second page directly! Hey! Xiaoqing, your butt is so good!"

"Really? Baby, you really like my perky butt?"

When I reached out to test the water temperature, I deliberately bent over and raised my hips, as if I couldn't wait for him to touch me. Then, while twisting her hips, she turned around and asked:

"Want to watch me bathe? Otherwise, come and take a bath with me!"

I got into the tub and immersed myself in hot water and soap. He sighed with contentment and closed his eyes, feeling like he was waiting for Fang Renkai to take off his clothes and come in to join in. I picked up the letter and continued reading his "Beautiful Dream".

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���「Spring in New Orleans」

After some effort, he discussed and planned with Yang Xiaoqing. The two met in New Orleans, a famous historical and cultural city in the southern United States, to spend a weekend together. Since this was our first time to meet up at a very romantic place for a date, we felt particularly excited. As soon as I got off the plane, I was looking around for her who had arrived half an hour earlier than me. I saw a slim and charming girl waving at me in the crowd with a charming smile on her face. I immediately ran over and pulled her into my arms. Like other foreign couples, we hugged and kissed passionately, regardless of the public watching...

On the way to the hotel in the ancient city by taxi, Yang Xiaoqing snuggled up to me tightly; her two big black eyes blinked, as if smiling at me, saying that she was so happy! I also stared at her and kissed her fragrant cheeks and ears from time to time. Outside the car window, the bright sunshine was shining on the colorful swamp scenery under the blue sky: among the white clouds, withered vines and old trees were sticking out of the water; flocks of birds were flying freely above the green and dense jungle...

������But all these beautiful scenes are nothing but my sweetheart. Only she, her smile, her tenderness, the kisses in my ears, and the sweet whispers are the focus of all my mind and the yearning of my entire soul! How can the elegance of the old city of New Orleans, the romance of the Mississippi River beyond the levee, and the atmosphere of classical jazz music everywhere compare to the tender and intimate experience that I am about to have with Yang Xiaoqing? !

"Kai, tell me, is it true? I am not... dreaming?" she murmured.

������"Of course it's true, my dear! I was the one dreaming!" I teased her.

������"You're lying! You're so mean! I'll pinch you to wake you up!"

������Yang Xiaoqing really pinched me lightly. But immediately whispered in my ear: "I love you so much!"

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(Fang Renkai's letter, the first page is so serious, the second page is so romantic; I can't believe it is the same letter written by the same person. But its poetic style deeply moved me; even now when I copy it, I still can't help but feel a lot of emotions, and recall the shock in my heart when I was lying in the bathtub reading the letter...)

"Baby! I...I love you so much too!" I stopped reading the letter, closed my eyes, and couldn't help sighing.

In the bathtub, I began to rub my legs together tightly together, and I felt as if a blazing fire was ignited between my slippery legs. I can’t imagine what would happen to “Yang Xiaoqing” in Fang Renkai’s dream? If it were me, I would probably have orgasmed before the taxi even reached the hotel, without even touching each other or rubbing our bare legs together!

"Baby! As soon as we get to the hotel, you'll make love to me! Okay?"

While thinking about begging him, I reached one hand into the water, probed my private parts, grabbed the thick bush of pubic hair, and pulled it; at the same time, I pushed my feet against the bathtub, lifting my butt up, causing the soap bubbles to swing.

"What? You can't wait?!" Fang Renkai asked me with a smile.

"Hmm~! It's so urgent!" I gasped. But he immediately held back and picked up Fang Renkai's letter to read.

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������This is exactly what makes Yang Xiaoqing so adorable; she twisted my arm in a coquettish manner, but at the same time said that she loved me, and moved her other small hand to my crotch, gently stroking it on the waistband of my pants, as if to detect whether the guy underneath me was hard or not.

������“What, you can’t wait?!” I laughed at her impatience.

"Hmm~~! You keep mocking me... I don't want to play with you anymore!"

������“Okay, okay, I won’t laugh. When we get to the hotel, we’ll go to bed. Okay?”

"That's good enough!" Yang Xiaoqing said with a toothy smile, holding my hard thing.

This luxury hotel located in the French Quarter of the ancient city is a converted old building. It faces the bustling shopping street on one side and is surrounded by a courtyard courtyard full of banana trees and tropical bushes on the other. Although there are not many rooms, they are all carefully decorated with antique style and full of spring atmosphere.

������As soon as we saw the room, we were satisfied and booked it immediately. After rewarding the servant and sending him away, Yang Xiaoqing immediately ran to the large bed in the middle and tried to press the mattress to see if it was firm. Then he turned around and smiled ambiguously:

"Okay! Baby, brother! This bed should be able to withstand us..." She smiled charmingly.

I hugged her from behind, wrapped my arms around her soft, slender body, and kissed her slightly fragrant neck. As soon as Yang Xiaoqing raised her head, I gently bit her earlobe and asked:

"Do you like the vigorous sex?"

"Well! I'm afraid the bed is not strong enough and it will creak." Yang Xiaoqing replied while twisting in my arms.

"Then just try to hold it in as much as possible and don't move or twist around!" I teased her.

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I was just joking when I asked Yang Xiaoqing not to move or twist around. I didn't expect her to take it seriously. She turned around, put her arms around my neck, smiled coquettishly and said that she would completely obey me; she would do whatever I liked; including not moving around in the bed, and could only endure the pleasure and suppress the desire to move her body and twist her buttocks...

"My dear, how could I be so cruel! I can't wait to love you, so of course I want you to enjoy it to your heart's content! Besides, I love to see you twist your waist and shake your buttocks... in a lewd way!"

I held Yang Xiaoqing's plump buttocks and started to rub them. Until she gasped, I patted her butt and said, "Let's take a bath together first, and then go to bed!..."

The hotel rooms and even the bathrooms are decorated like French mansions, with large porcelain bathtubs decorated with patterns, copper clothes hangers decorated with ornaments, "bidets" (cleavage washing basins) sprayed with floral scents... With the lighting that was popular in the late 19th century, it looks extremely exotic. When Yang Xiaoqing and I took off our clothes and looked at each other naked, I couldn't help but feel very romantic. During the kisses and caresses, I heard her murmur "Oui!┅┅Oui!┅┅"

Perhaps we were really feeling anxious, because our love bath ended hastily at Yang Xiaoqing's urging before we even took two baths. We ran back to the room hand in hand, naked. We fell into the big bed, hugged each other, and tossed and turned on the soft mattress...

������This time was different from the past. After passionately kissing and caressing each other, I took the initiative to ask her to lie on her back and do nothing at all; just enjoy being licked by me and letting me give her a "blowjob". I said that since we had sex, she always sucked my dick first, and at most we just did 69 French blowjob; but she had never enjoyed the feeling of being sucked by a man alone. ┅┅

Yang Xiaoqing shook her head shyly at first, but it was clear that she had no intention of refusing. As soon as I coaxed her, she lay back on the big raised pillow, stretched her hands back to the copper bar on the bedside that was inlaid with flower decorations, and held it tightly. She spread her two jade legs slowly and slightly, feeling very shy...

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When I read that Fang Renkai said in his dream that he wanted to eat me, I couldn't help trembling even when my whole body was immersed in hot water. I quickly climbed out of the bathtub, dried my body, grabbed the letter I hadn't finished reading, and ran back to the bedroom naked; I also imitated "Yang Xiaoqing", leaning my back against the big pillow at the head of the bed, my head against the horizontal bar of the headboard, then closed my eyes and slowly spread my thighs...

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������Yang Xiaoqing was so beautiful at this time! I have never seen a woman with such charm as her. There was temptation in her shyness, and a certain mystery in her debauchery; I couldn't believe it for a moment: although I had had deep and passionate sex with her many times, I was still full of explorer's mood, trying to discover more and more wonderful wonders hidden in her heart and body.

I leaned down between her legs, which seemed reluctant to open completely. My cheek was lightly rubbed by the snow-white skin on the inside of her thighs, as if it was sandwiched between two hills. What you see is the mountain stream and canyon spring that attracts endless thoughts; going forward again, you reach the edge of a deep ditch that looks like it is filled with crystal water droplets from the clear spring and sparkling. When you take a closer look, you will find that it looks like a gorgeous flower in the mountains, but also like a small jellyfish in the ocean; it is delicate and exquisite. While I was marveling at the wonders of nature, I also had a strong desire to fully see and explore the mystery of Yang Xiaoqing's body, and to experience it more carefully and thoroughly!

"Ah, brother! What are you doing? Why is there no movement?"

"Oh! Your beautiful body makes me stunned!"

"Ouch! How embarrassing! I'm almost dying of anxiety, and you're still so slow and just looking..."

Only then did I stretch out my fingers and explore Yang Xiaoqing's private parts; I first gently moved my fingers on the delicate skin around her vulva; from the end of her thighs and the depression in her groin to the plump labia majora, I pressed and rubbed them; then my fingertips slid towards the center, and before touching the tender flesh of her labia minora, I retracted them and changed course to move along the depression in her groin towards her buttocks; but I did not explore deeper, I just touched the bottom of her buttocks, which was as smooth as an eggshell, and then moved back to her groin and stopped. ┅┅

"Oh, wow! What the hell are you doing? You're teasing me all the time."

While complaining, Yang Xiaoqing's entire lower body trembled and shook, as if the hills and valleys in front of me were shaking. She spread her legs apart and pushed them against the bed, with her knees together, forming an inverted V shape; my head was clamped in between, shaking from side to side, and I could hardly breathe!

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I thrust forward between her legs, spread Yang Xiaoqing's knees apart with my hands, and shouted:

While Yang Xiaoqing was hastily explaining, she immediately spread her snow-white thighs apart. I put my face close to her peach-like flesh hole and sniffed and kissed it gently. Being too close, my eyes couldn't focus and I could only see blurry black, white, red and purple colors swaying like rippling water. I had to rely entirely on the sense of smell of my nose, the taste and touch of my lips, tongue and fingers to guess its beautiful shape and taste its fragrance. But even so, I know I can never figure out its mystery.

"Oh!...Oh~~Woo!..." Suddenly, Yang Xiaoqing seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. She struggled to straighten her open thighs and press them on my shoulders. She lifted her whole buttocks off the bed and pressed her wet and slippery vagina against my face, which was throbbing and trembling as it rose and bounced.

"Then...then just...don't tease me anymore!" Yang Xiaoqing begged tearfully.

"I'm not kidding, I'm heating it up! I have to heat up your seafood soup pot so that it will be delicious! Be good, bear with it for now, and when I peel off your oyster shell and lick the tender meat inside, you will be so happy that you won't be able to contain yourself!..."

"But... baby~! I've been... dying from the heat for a long time!..."

The pitiful Yang Xiaoqing cried out in agony. But I ignored her and put my fingers on her two slippery labia and began to rub and tease them; sometimes I pressed and tapped her swollen clitoris. I thought: A woman needs to arouse her mood to be more beautiful!

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Yang Xiaoqing hugged her knees tightly, panting and shaking her head left and right; her beautiful hair fell on her face, half covering her charming face, but it could not hide her extremely urgent expression as she pouted her red lips and gasped. I didn't think about anything. I reached out my hands to her breasts and kept squeezing them. Then I lowered my head, buried my head in her wet vagina, and started licking and kissing it. ┅┅

"Ah~! Ah!! It feels so good!"

Yang Xiaoqing cried out in satisfaction as loud as a silver bell, and I also felt her strong need at the same time, so I licked her extremely wet and hot flesh pouch more diligently and carefully. Use the tip of your tongue to sweep across the delicate and tender ridges of flesh, or reach into the creases of flesh and scrape back and forth; sometimes lightly, sometimes passionately, licking the entire outside of her cave. Then he moved one hand back between her legs, and along with the movement of his tongue, he rubbed and kneaded the fleshy labia, squeezing the protruding fleshy clitoris in the center; from time to time he also reached under her buttocks and gently scraped her buttocks.

"Oh! Oh, oh, oh, so good, so beautiful, so comfortable!"

Hearing Yang Xiaoqing's eulogistic praise, I became excited. I held her clitoris with my lips, sucking and gently pulling it upwards until she let out a high and beautiful cry. With one hand, I continued to squeeze her breasts and inserted the other finger into the slippery hole, digging and pumping rapidly. At the same time, I stimulated her whole body inside and out, making her scream louder.

"Are you enjoying it, dear?..." I asked her deliberately.

"Enjoy it! Brother! I really enjoy it!"

������Obviously intoxicated in the pleasure I gave her, Yang Xiaoqing shook her hips in an extremely lewd manner; she no longer held her knees and reached down with both hands to touch my hair. But when she gradually became excited, dropped her legs, kicked my shoulders, began to violently thrust her pubic mound, and rubbed her entire wet vagina against my face, she was so crazy that she almost pulled my hair off! I roared, grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands, and squeezed them hard...

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"Oh~!...Ah...Ah~~!!..." Yang Xiaoqing cried out shrilly.

While her buttocks were tense, I quickly turned sideways and lay horizontally, lifted up her two red thighs and pressed them with my arms; my entire lower body was raised up, like a dining table, and placed on the snow-white table, Yang Xiaoqing's flower-like vagina was exposed in front of me in every detail.

I excitedly declared loudly: "I'm going to eat your seafood soup pot!..."

As soon as she finished shouting, I immediately buried my head in Yang Xiaoqing's boiling honey hole, licking and sucking it slurpingly; sometimes I nibbled lightly, sometimes I sucked hard. He licked all the delicious and tasty vaginal fluid and juice that was constantly overflowing into his mouth; he then pointed his tongue and inserted it into her vagina, thrusting it in and out rapidly. It caused her stomach to spasm and rise and fall as if it was out of control...

"Ah! It's so beautiful! I'm going to become a fairy!" Yang Xiaoqing sang happily.

While I licked, kissed and caressed her, I held her buttocks, which were lifted off the bed because of this posture, and rubbed them continuously; I dipped my palm into the love juice that flowed out from the bottom of her vagina and smeared it on her buttocks. For some reason, Yang Xiaoqing suddenly bit her hand and a strange whimper came from her throat. What, you don’t want to moan anymore? ┅Is it uncomfortable when your butt is touched? "I looked up and asked her.

"No! It feels good! It feels good, brother! Touch me, play with my butt! I love you so much for touching my butt! Ah!! Come on, come on, lick me and touch my butt! Oh my! I'm almost coming!"

Knowing that Yang Xiaoqing was about to reach orgasm, I slid my fingers to her anus and swirled them around in the slightly concave flesh pit; I felt the anus muscles in the flesh circle of her buttocks contract and shrink, as if telling me something. Then he used a little force to slowly insert his fingers into her tight, narrow, yet very lubricated hole, pumping gently; at the same time, he licked her vagina again until she screamed wildly...

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"Oh my God!" I was lying on my bed in my bedroom, reading "Beautiful Dreams" written by Fang Renkai. I read it all in one breath and was so excited that I almost couldn't breathe. I flipped the letter with one hand and reached my crotch with the other hand, inserting my fingers into my vagina. The rapid masturbation brought me to the edge of orgasm. I threw away the last page that I had not finished reading, closed my eyes, and immersed myself in Fang Renkai's dream. As he said, I combined the imaginations of both of us.

"Oh my god, baby! It feels so good to be touched and licked by you! It feels so good!"

"Then just call me brother! It will make you feel good when your brother hears it!"

"Brother~! Good...brother~! You are so good at playing!" I called out in a coquettish voice.

Fang Renkai's pointed and slippery tongue poked into my hole again, wriggling and thrusting like a little snake; his lips rubbed against my red and swollen flesh, making a chirping sound; I lifted my butt up frantically so that he could insert his tongue deeper and rub his lips harder.

"Ohhhhh, Baby! Stickit in me! Please, Oh, please! Please dont touch me anymore! " I begged him in a delirious manner to poke me and stop teasing me!

"You like that, heh? Like to get fingers in the ass, don't you?"

But Fang Renkai suddenly pulled his tongue out of my vagina, with his face still wet, and asked me if I liked having my asshole poked by fingers? I felt extremely empty all of a sudden, and I just knew I had a strong need for something to be inserted into my body, no matter which hole it was. He immediately shouted and begged in great haste, very loudly, very loudly:

"Yes! Ohhhh~Yes! I love it, I edit! Please don't make me wait now! Please...finger my ass! Please...ah...ah...ah~~!! Yeeeesss!"

His (my?) finger finally got in and was tightly wrapped around the anal ring. At the beginning, what I felt was not pain, but an unbearable, very unbearable, and very sour taste. But at the same time, I thought: This is exactly how Fang Renkai loves me, so he doesn't mind even the most "dirty" places, and is willing to be very close to me! No matter what, I have to endure and accept him!

"Aaaahhh!┅Yes,Yes!┅Stickitin┅In,In∼!!┅Insidemyaaaassssss!┅Yes!┅Ooooohhhhh∼∼Yessss!!┅┅Wwwooo∼aaaa∼aaaa∼Auooohhhoooo!"

I screamed and sobbed like a lost soul. I endured the fingers pushing into my intestines, slowly bending and stirring inside; from the feeling of my own fingers, I thought of the feeling of Fang Renkai's fingers; from my other palm covering my vulva and rubbing it violently, I thought of his wet face, nose, lips, and tongue, sucking, licking, and biting on my almost crushed flower...

"My dear! Your cute... cute ass is all mine! Right?"

Fang Renkai asked me incoherently, and I immediately shouted back incoherently:

"Aaaahhh~Yes,Yes!┅┅I my ours!┅┅My cunt, my ass┅┅are all ours! Oh, my ba∼by!┅┅Fuck me∼!┅Finger fuck my ass now!!┅┅"

His (my?) fingers thrust deeper, his mouth licked (palmed?) more passionately. I could feel the climax coming. But, no! I don’t want to climax so soon, I still have to read the love letter that has only one page left, and finish reading Fang Renkai’s “Beautiful Dream”!

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"Ah...ah~~! Oh~~ah! Brother!!" Yang Xiaoqing cried emotionally.

"Do you love it? Do you like me to eat you and fuck your ass at the same time?" I asked vaguely.

"Love! Love... I'm dying! Ah! Brother... you... please don't stop!"

"Do you want it? Do you want my cock?" I asked her anxiously.

"Yes! I want brother's cock... Ah! Ah~~! Brother! Come on, let me..."

But before Yang Xiaoqing finished screaming, her climax came! The anal flesh ring tightly wrapped around my finger, contracting rapidly; the opening of the flesh hole was like boiling soup, gushing out endlessly. She grabbed my hair with all her might, and her nails on my back dug into my flesh, while she screamed:

"Ah! It's coming! It's too late! Ah~ah! I'm coming out!..."

������"Ah! Ah~~!!... Kill me, I'm dead!... Ah, brother~!!..."

Yang Xiaoqing screamed and shouted like crazy, and I kept pumping quickly and violently, until all the semen was shot into the deep of her bone-eroding flesh hole with a squeaking sound... The two of us hugged each other exhausted and sweaty, as if we had been through a battle.

Outside the hotel room, the setting sun had already dyed the sky red; a streak of golden light penetrated the wooden blinds, shone into the room, and streaked across our bodies on the bed. Through the glass window, you can hear the sound of jazz music on the street... New Orleans is still so romantic!

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Oh my god! ┅┅I really can’t continue writing this confession! I was masturbating while writing and my pants were soaked. And there were several times when I was on the verge of climax and I was about to explode if I continued to hold it in. ┅┅I'm sorry! Let me stop writing, go to the toilet to relieve myself, and then continue writing the next paragraph.

Yang Xiaoqing's Confession (7) The Passion of "Current Boyfriend" (Part 2)

I was a little absent-minded from early morning until late evening on Friday. Because Fang Renkai told me that he was going to Cambridge, Massachusetts to attend a two-day "Harvard Image" design seminar and give a demonstration speech at the meeting; and he would stay at a local "Bed and Breakfast" inn for two nights on the weekend. So at night he could call me directly from his room and talk to me more freely.

Because I had to talk to Fang Renkai on the phone in the evening, except for going out for a while in the morning, after returning home from lunch, my heart began to be restless and uneasy, and I could not concentrate on anything; I fiddled with this and that at home, looking forward to the arrival of dusk and sunset; trying to make my psychological atmosphere more romantic and more emotional to talk about love with him, tell him the secrets in my heart, and...

In fact, over the past few months, my correspondence and phone calls with Fang Renkai have become so frequent that we talk about everything every day. What did you talk about? Of course, it has long gone beyond the big principles such as work and life, views on things, or outlook on life; it has entered into the other person's spiritual world and deeply revolved around the individual's most private and least public life experiences - marriage, love, and sexual relationships. This is also the topic that I am most passionate about chatting with Fang Renkai.

Through communication and discussion with each other, we not only understand and care about each other like close friends, share joy, share worries, support each other spiritually, and work together; we also consistently and unselfishly hope that each other will be better and happier. (The above is what I quoted from Fang Renkai's letter.) However, for me, what is more important is: to experience and accept his incomparable enthusiasm from the intimacy of love; to irrigate the long-dry heart, fill the emotional gap, and fill the physical emptiness.

I was so lucky that Fang Renkai's attitude towards me really changed my somewhat autistic personality caused by years of loneliness and solitude. Willing to gradually reveal myself and accept him frankly without feeling embarrassed or ashamed; willing to put all the doubts in my heart on the table for him to see; listen to him tell me what he thinks of me, and feel the true feelings that are close to "love" from his extremely concerned tone.

But I still have to admit:

I became almost unable to extricate myself from Fang Renkai's phone calls and love letters. The main reason was that I could no longer resist his enthusiasm! No matter the sweet whispers and love words on the phone, or the surreal and heartbreaking feeling of crazy love in the letters, they have already made my whole heart dance with the burning flame of passion, and float up and down in the waves of romance.

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Just like this day...

I was still asleep early in the morning when I was awakened by a call from Fang Renkai (there is a three-hour time difference between the east and west coasts of America), telling me that he would leave the office early in the afternoon and fly to Cambridge. I said I knew and had calculated the time so I wouldn't call him in vain when he left in the afternoon. He laughed and said that my calculations were very accurate and that I knew his schedule better than his wife. So in order to reassure me, he woke me up from bed early in the morning and said good morning.

I liked the fact that he cared about my feelings even though we were separated by the American continent, so I pursed my lips and kissed him. I could also hear his passionate breathing as he kissed me back and said hello softly. It was as if someone was blowing hot breath next to my ears, and I knew that he wanted to have a brief and intimate moment with me, just like he did in the previous mornings. So, she sighed tenderly and asked:

"Miss me, Kai?..."

"Of course I do! Especially when I think about the fact that we can talk more tonight without any restraint..."

"When you talk about love, you get excited! Right?" I asked back before Fang Renkai finished speaking.

"That's right! Xiaoqing, you really understand me and know what I want. Come on, give me another kiss!"

Give him a loud kiss: "Hey, love you, huh?" Fang Renkai is also... a son! Give me a kiss back.

My heart was filled with laughter. I was just about to stay in bed and hang out with him for a while, but suddenly I remembered that I should get up early today for the routine check-up with the gynecologist. I had to quickly end the phone call, tell him that I would see him tonight, and then go to bed and have some good time!

The examination results showed that everything was normal, and I felt relieved. The doctor said: My sexual intercourse frequency is less frequent and irregular than usual, so my endocrine system is affected a little and my skin in some parts of my body is a little drier; but as long as my sex life is normal, it doesn't matter much. Of course, this is no longer big news! I have been married for nearly two years, but the total number of sexual intercourses with my husband is not as much as the number of times I had sex with my "ex-boyfriend" Li Tong during our one-year relationship!

I said to myself: As long as it is not a sexually transmitted disease or a tumor, I should be relieved! Anyway, I no longer have any hope for my husband in terms of sex life; my sexual relationship with Li Tong has also ended, and now is a transition period. If I meet Fang Renkai again one day and something beyond friendship happens, or if he really moves to California, wouldn't I be able to resume a "normal and regular" sex life? ┅┅As for endocrine and dry skin, we’ll talk about it later!

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The night in California finally arrived.

I had already taken a bath and put on a very narrow pair of high-cut panties that exposed the sides of my pelvis; I didn't wear a bra, only a long, translucent nightgown. I bolted the bedroom door, turned on the TV, picked up a TV weekly and went to bed, browsing the programmes to kill time while waiting for the call from Fang Renkai from Cambridge.

While changing channels, I happened to see a movie playing on the adult channel of cable TV: "Symphony of Love". It tells the story of a lonely noblewoman who falls in love with her son's tutor and has an affair with him. The movie had just begun; when the lady handed her son's teacher a piece of paper and asked him to meet her at a restaurant after class, she glanced at the boy lovingly...

Since the heroine in the film happened to be an Oriental, and the tutor was a blond-haired, blue-eyed college student, I immediately thought of my son Adam's tutor, Kan, who was also a big boy with blond hair and blue eyes. I couldn't help but be shocked, and I stopped changing channels and continued watching the movie intently...

What I didn't expect was that this adult movie, which was originally only considered a B-level movie, actually made me so excited and aroused. It is totally unlike those pornographic films made specifically for men, where the man and woman immediately take off their clothes and have real sex; it is not only not exciting, but also disgusting; this "Symphony of Love" actually has a little "plot", focusing on the teasing when the man and woman seduce each other; it seems particularly different and quite aphrodisiac.

Especially this scene in the luxurious restaurant:

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The lady raised her glass to thank and toast her son's tutor, Dick. At the same time, her watery eyes were casting charming glances at the big boy. Although what she said were all polite words, everyone knew what she was thinking. Dick responded modestly at first, and then his eyes kept scanning the lady's cleavage that could not be concealed by her low-cut evening dress. She giggled charmingly and shook her upper body. She glanced at him seductively and said ambiguously:

"Dick, let's stop talking about politeness and talk about something else!"

"Well, what else does Mrs. Zhang like to talk about?..."

"Dick, you have been teaching at my house for almost two months. You probably know a lot about my family situation. My husband is fickle and has a mistress outside. He treats me like a shrew... When he was pursuing me, I had no feelings for him at all, but I couldn't stand his constant pestering. Finally, my family persuaded me and I agreed to his proposal. But now I think about it... People are really strange animals. When someone is very considerate to you, you can't tell the truth from the false and think he is sincere; but..."

"...After you marry him, he will..."

"He started to get tired of me! Men only cherish things they can't get, and the same goes for women. Once they get them, they don't cherish them anymore... Like him, he felt that after giving birth to two children, my body curves could not compare with those of beautiful young girls. So he got tired of me and started to travel around. In name, he was socializing for business, but in fact he was lingering in singing and dancing halls, reveling every night, ignoring his wife and children. He only came back once when he was happy enough. He simply treated home as a hotel or a motel... It's worse than..."

"Well, Mrs. Zhang! Please forgive me for saying something that I shouldn't say: your husband is too unreasonable!..."

"That's right! He and I have been living apart in appearance until now, all because of our two children! Every day, apart from playing cards with others and killing time, I just stay at home, not knowing what to do or what to do? People think that since I have money, I must be happy... But in fact, I..."

"Forget it! Dick, why should I keep telling you these boring things?..."

"Mrs. Zhang, I'm grateful that you think highly of me. Please pour out the depression that has been in your heart for many years!"

"But don't you think it's boring to eat and drink with a little old lady?"

"How could that be? Please don't call yourself a little old woman, okay? In fact, you look like a young woman of about 30 years old at most, so delicate and beautiful! I am really very happy to be with you. Especially, you give me an indescribable sense of intimacy."

"Ah? What kind of intimacy?" Mrs. Zhang blushed and asked Dick hurriedly.

"There are too many people here, it's not convenient to talk." The smell of her own vaginal fluid rushed to her nose, making her feel the breath of lust.

"Xiuting, lick it with your tongue first!"

Xiuting did as Cheng Yi said and licked Cheng Yi's cock with her tongue. The cock trembled slightly a few times, making Xiuting continue to lick it excitedly. Her hand slowly stroked the cock and her tongue kept licking the glans.

"Oh...it feels so good...Oh...Xiuting...use your mouth to suck daddy's cock...Oh...yes...just like that...suck hard..."

Xiuting obediently put the whole penis in her mouth. She sucked the urethra and the whole penis as if she understood it. Her tongue moved on the glans like a little snake. Cheng Yi felt his penis in the warm and comfortable little mouth, and Xiuting's small tongue kept licking it, which made his penis gradually become engorged and hard.

"Oh... so comfortable... Oh... Xiuting... your mouth is so good... it makes my cock feel so good...

"Your what? Why don't you go on? My pretty lady!"

"Don't embarrass me! There are so many people here, I feel embarrassed... I'm sorry!"

"Then... let's find a place where no one will disturb us, just you and me, and then tell me, okay?"

Mrs. Zhang glanced at Dick coquettishly and nodded shyly. "Hmm!"

Dick leaned close to her ear and asked, "Should we go to the hotel to get a room, or should we go to my place?"

"Don't go to a hotel and get a room. It would be terrible if we were seen by acquaintances or my husband's friends! It's better for us to go to your place, which is safer." Mrs. Zhang lowered her head and responded softly, her cheeks flushed.

The two got in a taxi and drove straight to the apartment that Dick rented.

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(What kind of movie is this? How come even the name is Zhang!? It's simply a portrayal of me, it's about me!! No, it's impossible, there are so many people with the last name Zhang; and the boy's name is Dick, not Kan... Besides, my husband only knows how to do business and make money, he's not good in bed at all, why would he go out to have sex, hang out in singing and dancing halls, and party with other women every night?!)

Anyway, I was terrified, but I stared at the screen in disbelief at what this couple was about to do in the apartment.

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After entering the apartment and locking the door, Dick turned around and Mrs. Zhang hurriedly stretched out her round, pink arms, hugged him tightly and kissed him passionately. She put her small lilac tongue into Dick's mouth, let him suck it for a while, then opened her mouth and sucked Dick's tongue hard; at the same time, she pressed her exquisite body and a pair of breasts standing upright under the low-cut dress against Dick's strong chest, rubbing them constantly; and her lower body kept thrusting up and down, rubbing against him; and she moaned "Hmm, Hmm~!" in her throat...

People often say that women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty, which is absolutely true; but looking at the sexual impulses expressed by Mrs. Zhang at this moment, she was as passionate and wild as a hungry beast that was ready to devour people. Only after a passionate kiss that lasted for several minutes did they separate their lips.

"Huh!" Dick took a breath and said, "Mrs. Zhang! You are so crazy and passionate. This long kiss almost suffocated me!"

"Oh! Dick! My dear baby! You don't know how much I love you. I am going crazy! Finally, I can get what I want tonight. Of course, I have to kiss you well to relieve my longing for you!..."

"Baby! You know... when I saw you for the first time, not only did my breathing quicken and my heart beat fast, but even my vagina was itchy and wet. You can imagine how great your masculine charm is! I don't know how many women you have charmed. My dearest baby! If I were 20 years younger, I would definitely marry you! Unfortunately, I am old now, and no matter how much I love you, it will be of no use..."

"Oh, stop saying that, my little beauty! You really don't look old at all! In fact, I have wanted you for a long time, and I have been thinking about you for a long, long time!" Dick stroked Mrs. Zhang's shoulder and continued to comfort her: "Mrs. Zhang! Guess why I kept it a secret in the restaurant at first and didn't want to tell you about the indescribable intimacy I felt when I was with you?"

"Why? Tell me, baby! We are alone together now, come on, baby!"

"Really, the first day I came to your house to apply for the job, I was mesmerized by your beautiful face, your white, smooth skin, your plump body, and your charm as a middle-aged woman! Especially your big, watery eyes, your sexy, slightly upturned lips, your trembling, pointed breasts, and your round, plump buttocks. Every time I see you, I am deeply stimulated. I still think about you day and night when I go home. I don't know how many times I have masturbated and fantasized about having sex with you!"

"Ah! Really? My dear! I love you so much, too. I love you like crazy. I also make love with you every night in my dreams! Baby! Don't call me Mrs. Zhang anymore. Whenever we are together, just call me by my name, Jessica, okay?..."

After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, she hugged Dick tightly again and kissed him madly like raindrops.

"Oh! Jessica... take off your clothes! Let me see you, touch you, and suck on your beautiful tits! Take them off, my beauty!"

"Then...you should take off your clothes quickly! People...can't wait any longer!" Mrs. Zhang urged anxiously.

So the two of them quickly took off their clothes in a few seconds. Staring at each other face to face...

Even though the pornographic videos on TV are only "soft-core" and their private sexual organs will not be reflected on the screen; but just by looking at Mrs. Zhang's seductive expression and her heartbeat and panting, you can know the extent of her rising desire! Faced with the naked middle-aged beauty with delicate and clean skin and a plump and mature body, Dick was of course extremely excited and hugged Mrs. Zhang tightly; his hands reached behind her and buttocks, caressing them.

Mrs. Zhang glanced down at Dick's body and immediately broke into an obscene smile. She stretched her arms downwards, her shoulders moving, and it was obvious that she had grasped the man's penis and was rubbing it, while she exclaimed tenderly:

"Wow! Dick, your dick is so big! It's at least eight inches long and two inches thick! And the glans is as big as a child's fist. It's more than twice as big as my husband's! It's really scary! When it's inserted into me, I think I will be killed!"

Mrs. Zhang stared at Dick with her eyes wide open, just like a greedy child who is so greedy that his saliva is about to flow out when he sees chocolate candy. Dick, smiling, picked up Mrs. Zhang and laid her on the bed, lying on her back. He also lay on his side beside her, kissed her ear and said:

"But I think you will be so happy! Mrs. Zhang, no, Jessica, let me come now and satisfy you!"

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(Oh my God! This movie, this flirting scene! It's just too aphrodisiac, too exciting, and too unbearable! I can't help but think of my son's tutor, Ken. He is also so tall and strong, young and handsome, which makes my heart flutter. I think of how I would secretly look at him every time he came home to tutor Adam. I would deliberately bring them snacks and cold drinks, but in fact I was taking the opportunity to get close to him. Moreover, after he left after class, I would miss him so much at night; I would imagine myself doing such ridiculous things in bed with this boy who was less than 20 years old. Oh my God! Am I not... am I not as lowly and lewd as the women in the movie?)

But now, I can no longer control myself! I stared at the screen with my eyes wide open; I grabbed one of my breasts with one hand and squeezed it; with the other hand I reached between my open legs and rubbed and kneaded my panties which had been soaked through... My entire vagina was so swollen and stuck tightly inside my panties. I wished the big boy could peel it off immediately, split my legs apart, and stick his huge, hot rod into my body!

Mrs. Zhang, lying on her back on the screen, is enjoying Dick's oral service. She held the man's neck with both hands and pulled it towards her crotch, while thrusting her body towards his mouth; but seeing her face flushed and her sweet moans, you knew that she must be enjoying it to death! ┅┅But in front of the screen, Mrs. Zhang, who also spread her legs on the bed and thrust her body repeatedly - I, however, was gasping for breath with dry mouth and shouting hoarsely.

Needless to say, it was because he was so absurd and outrageous that he was filled with shame and conflict; even the mood that he had been expecting to accompany Fang Renkai over the phone to express his feelings was disturbed. Of course I couldn’t feel comfortable at all!

Moreover, I also felt my bladder swelling rapidly under my belly and I had to pee very urgently. I wanted to go to the toilet, but I couldn't bear to do so because my fingers were still rubbing my clitoris rapidly. But the more I rubbed my nipple, the more it stimulated my urethra, making it feel sore and numb, and making me want to pee even more; it made my butt roll and swirl on the bed...

Finally I couldn't stand it anymore, so I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. But what was even more ridiculous was that after I got out of bed, I actually ran to get a videotape, put it into the player, and recorded the "Symphony of Love" that was playing, so as not to miss any wonderful moments.

Just when I was peeing in the toilet, I heard the phone ringing in the bedroom. I looked at my watch and it was only half past ten in the evening. But converted into East Coast time, it was already 1:30 in the morning for Fang Renkai! I was so busy that I tried to hold back my unfinished urine. I didn't even have time to wipe it. I just shook my butt on the toilet, ran back to the bedroom, jumped on the bed, and grabbed the phone...

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"Hello?" I called out softly, holding my breath; my heart was pounding.

"Hello! It's me. Is it late enough?" Fang Renkai's voice was sweet.

"What else can I say! You called me so late? I've been waiting for a long time!"

As I spoke in a coquettish voice, I climbed onto the bed and clamped the microphone to my neck. I quickly used the remote control to mute the TV, lest he hear that kind of sound on the other end and think that I was doing something... then I wouldn't be able to explain myself!

"Have you slept yet?"

"... Well, I just went to bed and was listening to music. It must be very late over there, right?"

"Luckily, I just came back from outside. I knew the time difference, so I went to the designer of "Harvard Graphics" to study the things I would demonstrate in the speech tomorrow, and also went to Harvard Square for a drink. I calculated the time, came back, took a shower, and then went to bed to make the call. Are your children and the housekeeper asleep? ⋯」

"Maybe, but I can't care. My bedroom door is closed anyway.... Why are you... so hardworking?"

"Otherwise I won't be able to tell you tomorrow! Can we talk about something else instead of my work?" Fang Renkai asked kindly.

"Okay, then... what should we talk about?"

"...What do you think?... Otherwise, just tell me what you're thinking about."

Fang Renkai's suggestion immediately reminded me of the scene in "Symphony of Love" where the heroine and Dick interrupted the polite conversation and went straight to the core of the relationship between men and women. But when the two of them are together, they can exchange glances and chat with each other; they can touch hands, flirt with each other and cultivate their emotions. Finally, they went to the man's house together and did that kind of thing; they spent a good night together from dusk till dawn, enjoying each other...

In comparison, Fang Renkai and I are now separated by the American continent, as if we are far away from each other. We want to talk about love, but we can't see or touch each other. Even if the hearts are as close as glue and the love words are as passionate as fire, what can it do? ┅Apart from quenching thirst by looking at the plums, we┅┅Alas! ┅┅

"Hey, what are you thinking about? Why aren't you talking? We finally have a chance to talk for a long time..."

"Oh! My mind is confused for a moment. Besides, a long talk doesn't last all night. You have important things to do tomorrow..."

"Hey, don't think about that! I took a nap on the plane, so I won't be tired even if it's late at night. If you want, I'll chat with you all night long. How about it, huh?"

Fang Renkai's persuasion and coaxing made me feel that he really understood and cared about me, and I felt warmed. But at the same time, I also thought: He has such an important thing to do tomorrow, but he is willing to sacrifice his precious sleep and chat with me. Not only was she deeply moved, she also felt deeply sorry for him, and she said softly:

"That's so embarrassing! How about this, let's just chat until you get tired and want to sleep, then hang up."

"How could I get tired so easily?! Especially when I'm with you... I want to sleep, unless..." Fang Renkai only said half of the sentence.

"Unless...unless what?" My heart was pounding as I asked him curiously.

"I can't sleep unless I enjoy you and let off some steam!" He actually said such words.

"Oh, you are so bad! You always take advantage of others with your mouth..." My cheeks were hot, but my heart was happy!

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This rare night unfolded with Fang Renkai and I talking about love; we flew over thousands of miles of mountains and plains, crossed endless swamps and rivers;... We conveyed our lingering longing and endless love through the other end of the phone; and the passion brewing and fermenting in the whispers, like a spark that was intentionally ignited, burned fiercely...

Although the whole process is the same as the most vulgar novels and third-rate (level three) movies, it always starts with asking him (her) what color underwear he (she) is wearing, and ends with "sexual intercourse and making love" through words and imagination on the phone. But since you are "doing it" with your lover, it has a completely different meaning and a completely different feeling! From the beginning to the end, I was immersed in the desire based on love, full of the warmth of being cared for and needed; I gladly accepted the praise and was willing to devote myself to please him!

In fact, this is not the first time that I have talked about love with my lover on the phone. Back when I was dating my "ex-boyfriend" Li Tong, we would meet in person once every ten days or so for trysts, and we would usually communicate over the phone. Just because we can still meet each other often and enjoy the joy of being together, the telephone has become a secondary channel of communication. At best, we use it to make appointments for trysts, to say hello, to say hello; or to chat, talk and laugh, and to change our mood.

But now, it's completely different: Fang Renkai and I are in two different places; let alone enjoying each other, it's impossible to even meet face to face and greet each other like ordinary friends. In contrast, the telephone naturally becomes the only and most important tool for communicating. The reason why I rely on it to the point where I cannot do without it for a single day is perhaps because I have no choice but to do so!

Especially at this moment, when it's late at night and everyone is asleep, I am most susceptible to the romantic atmosphere. I can have a whole night without any time restrictions to talk about love with my lover without any restraint. Of course, it is "very hard" as Fang Renkai said, and for me, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that is priceless!

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"┅I am telling the truth. I am definitely not taking advantage of you just talking!" Fang Renkai said sincerely.

"So you really want to take advantage of me?" I teased him.

"Oh, that's not what I meant! Hey, do you have to be so sharp-tongued?"

"I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously! Seriously, do you have to release your emotions before you can sleep? As your woman, it must be miserable to deal with your needs every day! "

"It's not that pitiful! Women only love men like me! Do you want to try?..."

Fang Renkai's brazen answer made me feel happy and jealous at the same time. Of course, it was because he wanted me to, and he said it so explicitly; plus his confident tone, which was the same as the scene in the "beautiful dream" described in the love letter, made me believe that his skills in bed must be first-rate. But the mixed feelings of worry and joy and jealousy came from not believing what he told me, that he and his wife were incompatible and that she was sexually frigid, so they had not had sex all year and were no longer a real couple. ┅┅

But, if he was telling the truth, with Fang Renkai's strong sexual desire, wouldn't he definitely go out and find other food? He would sexually satisfy himself with other women to compensate for his wife's inability to meet his physical needs! So besides me, doesn't he have other "mistresses"?

"Oh my god! What's wrong with me? I actually thought of that!" He quickly stopped thinking and took a deep breath:

"Give it a try. How do you do it? You sound so confident, so teach me!"

"Okay! Let's find out the situation first. Tell me, are you still wearing clothes?..."

“…Hmm!”

"What are you wearing? Are you wearing underwear for sleeping? Or are you wearing formal clothes for a date that you haven't taken off yet?"

I chuckled: "On the bed, of course in pajamas! How boring!"

"What color? What material and style? Tell me one by one!"

"Um... um... yes, it is... a translucent, light purple long nightgown;... briefs... with maroon lace edges... that kind..." I responded stutteringly, even though I felt weird in my heart.

"Is it a very revealing style? What about the bra?" Fang Renkai quickly got to the point.

"Hmm...Hmm, I'm not wearing a bra...but my panties are a little revealing. Why are you asking so clearly?"

"Now that I know it clearly, I can help you take off your clothes piece by piece carefully and slowly! Do you like men to rush and strip you without thinking, pull your legs apart, and stick their hard dicks into your hole, and do it just like that?..."

"...I..."

"Really? Do you like men who are in a hurry?" he asked.

"...Of course I don't like it...but unless...I..." I didn't know how to answer and hesitated; I felt very conflicted.

"Unless you can't wait any longer and have already wet your pants...right?"

"..."

"Ah~~, I see. Your panties must have been soaked through! Right?"

"┅┅" How do you tell me how to say it? !

Fang Renkai's aggressive way of asking questions was very different from the love between men and women described in the love letters; it seemed to have a chauvinistic flavor. But the strange thing is: I actually became very responsive to his tone, and my whole body became excited; I began to squirm restlessly on the bed, my legs opening and closing, and my buttocks twisting and turning as if to seduce a man...

"Oh~!" She couldn't help but sigh; her butt was spinning on the bed sheets like a millstone.

A light laugh came from the other end of the phone, followed by:

"Take off your briefs!"

"Ah?" I screamed in fear because I had never been ordered like this by a man before.

"You heard me, take it off! Don't wait for me to tear your panties and make your skin hurt..."

As if obeying orders obediently, I put one hand on the elastic waist, twisted my hips, lifted my legs, and took it off. When I looked at the triangular part of the pants that was turned over, it was already soaked with my own vaginal fluid and was almost transparent! But at the same time, I held the phone tightly with my other hand and pressed the receiver against my ear, as if I was afraid that I would not be able to hear every word Fang Renkai gave me.

"Have you taken it off?"

"Well, I took it off!" I really listened to him and answered every question he asked.

"Very good! Now tell me your position, lying down or on your side? Or lying on the bed? Legs open or closed? No matter what position, I believe that your naked body under the translucent nightgown must be very, very sexy!"

Fang Renkai's tone became gentler and he even praised me. I'm a little confused.

"┅Not as sexy as you think!┅But, the nightgown is not buttoned, and when I lie down┅my whole chest is exposed. My two nipples are┅so hard!┅┅Oh~! I really want to let someone touch them!┅┅"

"Oh, then I won't be shy! Let me touch, pinch, and lick your nipples..."

"Mmm! Oh, ah! So...so comfortable..."

"I'll bite it gently and hold it in my mouth... I'm going to suck it!"

"Oh...ah! Good...bite and suck!..." My hands tightly squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples.

"Open your legs, I'll rub yours!"

“Ah, it’s open! It’s already open!”

"No wonder you don't want me to take off your panties slowly, they're already so wet!"

"I want to make love... I've been wet for a long time! Ah!, baby, your fingers are so good... so good at rubbing!"

"It's going to go in! Spread your legs wider!"

"Ah! It's already... wide... and can't be opened any wider!"

Like a madman, I spread my legs wide open, inserted my fingers into my wet vagina, pumping them in and out; I clamped the telephone receiver around my neck and used my other hand to rub and squeeze my breasts. With her tightly closed eyes, she seemed to see herself almost reaching orgasm just from the man caressing her body with his hands and mouth.

"No! No, not yet! Please, wait... wait a minute!" I screamed anxiously.

"What are you waiting for? Haven't you been waiting for a long time to have a man?"

"No! Baby, I need...one more thing..." She begged Fang Renkai urgently.

"That's weird. It's such a critical moment. What else is going on? Tell me now!"

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"I want to know, I want to see how big your dick is?" I mustered up the courage to ask.

"Oh, so this is it! It can be whatever size you say it is, okay?"

"No, I really want to know! Honey, can you measure it? How long is it? How thick is it?"

"You really want to know?"

"Really? Otherwise I can't imagine how big you are when you are at your largest?"

Fang Renkai laughed and said that I was lazy and unwilling to think carefully. But I would say that imagination alone lacks a sense of reality; I would feel that the person talking in my ear is a man, but the one who actually has sex with me may be another.

This answer probably hit Fang Renkai's sore spot. After a long silence, he asked me to make fists and stack them up one on top of the other; then he said it was about that length: if I held his penis, the top of the glans would just be exposed. How thick? He told me to put four fingers together and hold them with my other hand, and it would feel right.

I really didn't expect that when I tried it myself according to Fang Renkai's description, I immediately understood it. Then he laughed and said:

"Oh my! It's really clever. You're so smart. Well, look, your baby thing should be about six inches long and more than an inch thick, right?... Well, it seems to be just average size!" I said pretending to comment.

"Hey, don't judge so quickly! Your hands are small, and I don't know the exact size, so it might not be accurate!"

"Okay, I'm just asking. I think your size is big enough, okay?" After laughing, I asked again:

"Oh, and... I really want to know, when you were making love with me with your mouth, were you touching yourself with your hands?"

"Haha! Is there any need to ask? Any man would masturbate after hearing your voice."

My face was hot again, and I whispered softly: "You love my voice?"

"Of course! Especially your calls of unbridled enjoyment, which are the most beautiful. In the dream, when I hear your moans, my cock gets so swollen that I want to ejaculate!" Fang Renkai talks about his "beautiful dream".

"That...that's your dream! I can't learn it!" I explained in a tender voice.

"You don't need to learn it. You just need to let go of yourself and let your passion guide you, and you will get it."

"But I just realized how big yours is, so of course I'm not used to it, so it's not easy to put it in!"

Fang Renkai laughed again and said, "Now that you know, you will slowly get used to it in the future, right?"

"Hmm~~! You're so bad! You've made me so excited just by talking!"

"Um...um, what are you talking about?!...Hurry up and open your legs. Use your hands to spread them apart!" Fang Renkai ordered.

I immediately did as I was told. Head clamped over telephone receiver, eyes closed, mouth open, gasping for breath; waiting. Fang Renkai growled, "I'll insert my tongue into your mouth and rub your penis head at the same time!" His voice drove me crazy, and gave me such a strong and real feeling. It made me unable to endure the torture of a man's penis wanting to poke in but not wanting to. I immediately put my fingers into my mouth and sucked hard. With my other hand, I rubbed my swollen clitoris violently...

"Mmmm∼∼mmnn!┅┅Nnngg∼∼mmm!!┅┅" While humming eagerly.

"You like it! Can't wait?!"

"...M-mmm!...I can't wait any longer!!"

"Then... I'll put it in!"

"Ah~! Put it... Put it in! Baby~! Oh~~!! Ah~~~ Oh!!"

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"Oh my God! It's finally in! Oh wow! Baby, I miss you so much! I miss you so much!"

I was so excited that I screamed wildly in my heart; but I was afraid that the housekeeper or my son might hear me outside the door, so I did not dare to scream too loudly. I quickly put my fingers in my mouth and sucked hard, until my teeth hurt, and I could not stop sobbing.

Fang Renkai also yelled in my ear: "Ah, my sweetheart! You wrap me so tightly, so comfortably!"

I spread my legs wider and raised them up to the sky; I thrust my fingers into her vagina and pumped them rapidly. The image of myself under the big man, being poked to death with pleasure, my hands tightly clinging to his back, my nails digging into his muscles, appeared in my mind. I heard myself shouting out in a daze:

"Ah~!┅Oooohhh~wooo!┅My God!┅Youre sogod!┅┅"

"You like it, my dear?..."

“Aaaaah! Ahhhh! I’m so happy!!”

"I've known for a long time that you love this kind of play the most! Tell me, do you like it? Do you like men's dicks?"

"Oh~ah! I love it so much!"

I sighed and murmured in a tender voice, but I didn't dare shout out loud, because if I shouted, I would wake up the housekeeper and my son!

He had no choice but to bite his hand again, whimpering with a twitching throat. But I couldn't help but make a squeaking sound when my lower body was poked, which made me even crazier; my feet fell on the bed, and I raised my butt upwards, twisting it left and right. ┅┅

At this time, I heard Fang Renkai yelling in disbelief:

"Shake it, my little slut! Shake your ass for me!"

"Ah! I'm already twisting and turning!"

"You're so sexy and cute!"

"Ah, baby! ┅I just twisted it for you!"

"┅Be careful, you are so beautiful, so beautiful, so tempting! I can't help but try hard... you!"

"Ah, ah~! ┅use force... ┅ me! I can't help it too! ┅" I still screamed.

Finally, I can no longer control my passion and love! I was confused and dizzy with the surging torrent, and I was venting thousands of miles away! I heard Fang Renkai's increasingly rapid panting, like a fierce rushing towards an irresistible train, and was about to hit and die, crushed me, smashed me to pieces, and corpses! !

"Ah, ah!! ┅ Coming! ┅ Out! ┅God! ┅Ka, I... Ah~~! ! ┅"

"Ah~! It's over... I'm done too!!"

Then, I could not hear our voices. It's like suddenly entering a vacuum, everything is empty!

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It was not until after a while, after the waves were rippling, washed and impacted, I woke up in a daze; I heard Fang Renkai calling my name and responded to him gently. At this time, I felt that the truth of "making love" with him just now disappeared like ashes and disappeared without a trace; what remains was that my heart was still tied to the other end of the phone, but I was in my bed and finished masturbating again!

I was so ashamed that I couldn't say anything. No matter what Fang Renkai asked, I just murmured:

"I'm so embarrassed! ┅I'm so embarrassed! ┅"

"┅Hey, what's there to be ashamed of?┅Don't you know┅I love you?!”

"Well~~! Then don't let them down, come quickly... really make love with me?!"

"Okay, little beloved! Don't worry! I'll come soon... But you must wait for me, okay?"

"Yeah! ┅I...I'm fine...I love you..."