She's really an AV actress (adult novel adapted from anime)

Friday night at eleven. If it were a normal time, I would have gone to bed by now. I don't like staying up late. I will feel very tired the next day and will write a lot of buggy programs. And I don't know why, looking at Taipei before dawn gives me a very vicissitudes and lonely feeling, so I don't like to witness the scene at that moment.

Today is a little different. I want to drink, drink alone, but I don’t want to drink alone at home. Office romances can be really troublesome sometimes. It was clearly my girlfriend who cheated on me, but I was the one who quit my job, simply because I didn’t want to face her in that environment, her pretending to be pitiful, and all the whispers from my colleagues. Breaking up, quitting the job, and finding another job was a torment for several months. It was enough for me. But today is different. I will report to the new company next Monday. I can finally break away from the past and start anew. I should be happy, but I still feel a little empty inside. I want to drink, but I can't get drunk because no one can take me home.

Nightclubs are interesting places. People here seem to be squandering their youth. They get happiness but leave all their loneliness and solitude in the club, which accumulates more and more. For me, a nightclub is always a lonely place. Even though it is noisy, dark, and the air is bad, and there are occasional men and women who come to chat up people, it is still possible if you want to be alone.

I sat at the corner of the bar, drinking my second bottle of Heineken's tonight. "Alone?" I followed the voice and saw a woman standing not far from me with two glasses of wine in her hands. She was wearing a lavender three-quarter-sleeved shirt and a knee-length A-line skirt of the same color. Her semi-long hair was already disheveled. He doesn't look like someone who is used to hanging out in nightclubs. "Yeah." I looked at her curiously. She seemed drunk. "Drink with me." She put a glass of wine on the bar and shook the other glass in her hand at me very handsomely. Looking at the drinks on the bar, "Moscow Mule?" I couldn't help but frown. She didn't look like someone who could drink a lot, so how could she drink this kind of drink? I think she even has trouble drinking a Manhattan!

"You're drunk." I didn't really want to pay attention to her. "Just one word, do you want to drink?" she chirped impatiently. Maybe it was because her outfit obviously didn't match the atmosphere here, or maybe it was because I could see that besides drunkenness, there was also a hint of loneliness on her face... I took the Moscow Mule without saying a word. Was this the reason why she came to me? Two lone beasts with the same scent? She was very happy that someone was willing to drink with her, and she shouted loudly, "One, two, three!" The two of them drank it all in one gulp. After eating a mule, I suddenly felt like my stomach was on fire. "It's a bit too much," I thought. Look at that woman. She was already a little drunk and was now staggering even more. Afraid that she would fall, I reached out to hold her and let her sit down.

"Accompany me" She was really drunk and spoke like a capricious little girl. "You should go back." I don't want to get into trouble. "Stay with me!" She reached out and grabbed me, then threw herself on me. "Where do you live? I'll take you back!"

I was so angry. What was going on? Where did this strange woman come from? I grabbed her hand and we stumbled out of the pub. "Hey, where do you live?" I was busy stuffing her into my car, but she just giggled. I couldn't get any answer from her after asking her for a long time. It was not easy to just rummage through her purse, so I could only pray that I would not be caught by the police while driving home.

I could have ignored her, let her sleep drunk in the pub, let someone take her away, or wait for the bartender to wake her up; but perhaps the smell of loneliness was too close and too familiar, I couldn't just abandon her, even though I blamed myself for being nosy after I took her out... I helped her upstairs, she smelled of vodka, and I almost got drunk from it. I wanted to leave her on the bed and run away quickly, but after she came in, she pushed me against the wall and started kissing me madly.

She is a woman who is good at kissing. Her wet and slippery tongue is as flexible as a snake, constantly going in and out of my mouth. Her hands are also restlessly touching my chest. I feel numb from her kisses and my lower body starts to react as well. She seemed to notice my change, and licked my earlobes and corners of mouth with the tip of her tongue in a very provocative manner, while saying seductively, "Stay with me..." "Don't do this!" I wanted to push her away, but my body was too weak. It turns out that men can also be forced upon by women.

She knelt on the floor, swiftly unbuttoned my pants, took out my erect penis, and first stroked it with her hand. When it was hard, she actually stuck out her tongue to lick it! She licked it from the base to the tip without leaving any part out before putting the penis into her mouth and sucking it. How could I bear this kind of stimulation? I held her head with both hands and let my penis stay in her mouth. As her tongue moved, I felt more and more excited, and my heartbeat and breathing began to become irregular.

"Ah..." I growled softly. She stroked me gradually faster and faster. I felt that I was about to ejaculate. I wanted to pull my penis out of her mouth, but she showed no intention of letting go. I had no choice but to ejaculate in her mouth. Semen overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she gently wiped it off with her hand; she looked at me with misty eyes, as if she was staring at the prey she had finally caught. She started to take off my shirt, and then her own shirt, and even her bra. A pair of snow-white, round breasts were exposed in front of me, and the penis that had just ejaculated began to harden again. She took my hand and placed it on one of her breasts, and her other hand went directly under my body. She was almost naked and leaned close to me, saying the same two words: "Stay with me!"

"Stay with me!" She kept repeating this sentence. Since this is what she wants, I have nothing to worry about. I kissed her roughly, with one arm around her waist and the other hand squeezing her breasts hard. I had never been so rough with my girlfriend before. She was very sensitive. My fingers gently drew circles around her nipples, and the buds on her chest suddenly stood up. Perhaps she felt pleasure, her expression became more seductive, and she kept twisting her body as if she was asking me for sex. I took off her skirt and panties, lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around my waist. I moved my fingers down gradually and found her clitoris directly. I applied force on her clitoris with my fingertips, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly. The love juice flowed out of her vagina and she moaned beautifully: "Oh... um... um... um..." Although she was extremely excited by me, her hand still did not forget to stroke my penis; when she was not prepared, I inserted a finger into her vagina and started pumping... "Ah!" She screamed and climbed up my shoulders with her hands. Her waist swayed involuntarily with the movement of my fingers. As her body swayed, her beautiful breasts swayed up and down. The desire in my lower body was growing more and more. I had to bear it a little longer. I like to see the expression of a woman who is completely immersed in foreplay. "Do you feel good?" I breathed into her ear, "Do you like it?" "Yeah..." I could see that she was floating in the waves of desire. She was totally wet.

I aimed the tip of my painfully erect penis at her vaginal opening, letting only the tip enter and gently rubbing her vagina. Her body twisted even more violently. "Hurry..." She panted rapidly, wanting me to enter. "Say 'I want'!" At this moment, I am no different from a bad guy. "I want... I want... come in quickly... I want it!" She did not hesitate after hearing the "instruction", which made me wonder if I had picked up an AV actress and taken her home.

I straightened my waist and my penis immediately sank into her body. She really couldn't wait any longer, and before I could move, her waist moved on its own. However, it was difficult for me to exert force in this position. While I was fucking her, I picked her up and let her lie on the dining table. Her feet were hanging in the air, and I grabbed her feet and started to thrust hard. "Ah...ah...ah...oh...ah...don't stop...don't stop..." She was moaning very passionately. Either she was a woman who loved and was used to having sex, or...she was really an AV actress.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... It's so deep... Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to orgasm..." Her voice started to sound like crying, but I knew she was not uncomfortable; she was actually feeling extremely comfortable. After thrusting for a while, I felt her climax inside her body, and soon I also climaxed. I pulled out my penis before ejaculation, and before I could "fire" in other directions, I ejaculated all over her chest... Isn't this... exactly the same as in porn movies? After the climax, she collapsed powerlessly on the dining table, and I seemed to be a little sober because of the release of my desire: "What am I doing! I had sex with her without even knowing who she is?" I was tired. On the one hand, I was physically tired, and on the other hand, I was too tense just now, and I felt tired as soon as I relaxed. But we can't just leave her there like this!

I carried her, not knowing whether she was tired or drunk, into the bathroom to wash her. I sat on the edge of the bathtub and let her sit on me with her back facing away. I picked up the shower gel and gently scrubbed her. "Hmph! You're lucky. Not only does a single man accompany you to have sex, but he also helps you take a bath!" Looking at her who was still drowsy, I couldn't help but complain in my heart. But this position is really dangerous. Her buttocks are rubbing against my penis, and my hands are wandering around her chest and private parts to clean it. If I'm not careful, I might have to fight for another three hundred rounds. When the water jets hit her lower body, she moved her waist slightly, and this movement made my little brother also restless, (Hey! Brother, I never knew you were a man who had sex seven times a night!)

The chain reaction caused by this small action was that she became wet again and I became hard again. She wanted it again and twisted her body impatiently. I bit her earlobe gently, caressed her breasts with one hand, and kneaded her body with the other. I felt her love juice flooding. I stood up and asked her to lean forward slightly. This time I didn't ask her if she wanted it and went straight into her body from behind. "Ah!" Perhaps she did not expect my sudden action, her expression and body obviously stiffened for a moment. I held her waist, and the speed of thrusting was faster and more violent than before. Maybe because I hit the center of her flower every time, her expression was more lewd than before, "Ah...ah...don't...ah..." Her voice echoed in the bathroom, and the echo was even more aphrodisiac. Her body was surrounded by misty water vapor, and her whole body was a beautiful pink. Her hands seemed to want to hold on to something, but there was nowhere to put them, so she had to rub her breasts, but this only made her climax faster.