Yang Xiaoqing's Confession (15) Secrets of the Journey - Hong Kong (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Martial Arts Science Fiction Adult Novel)

Yang Xiaoqing's Confession (15) Secrets of the Journey - Hong Kong (Part 1)

This summer, I returned to Taipei from California and spent a week with my husband and his family. Then I went to Hong Kong and Italy with him for a two-week vacation. On the way back, we went to Bali to rest and wander around for three to five days, and finally returned to the United States via Taipei.

When I was in Taipei, apart from attending social events and meeting with a few old classmates, I didn't go anywhere. In the past, I would have been bored and tired of staying at home all the time; but this time, my husband was busy with his business all day and had no time to care about me. On the contrary, because I couldn't see him, I was happy to have a few days of peace and quiet without being disturbed, and to think more about my own things.

Three days before returning to Taiwan from California, I went to see a psychologist to say goodbye and discuss my plans for the summer. The main conclusion is that I should try to let go of constraints and do everything I want and like to do in the "new life" of living for myself, so that I can truly experience the feeling of "happiness".

By the way, I would like to mention that I have been doing "psychological analysis" with Dr. Johnson for a year and I am very satisfied with him. I met him twice a week. In addition to telling him about my life, I also confessed many secrets that had been hidden in my heart for many years. Because I trust him very much, I have had physical relations with him many times and enjoyed the pleasure of being close to a man who understands me thoroughly.

��However, I will talk about him in detail later; this confession will mainly focus on telling the secrets of my summer trip!

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In the past, whenever I went on a summer trip, whether traveling with my husband or with my children, I would take care of everything in advance, and then my family would hit the road without having to worry about anything. As long as my husband has agreed to the dates and places to go, I will arrange everything from making the schedule, booking air tickets and hotels, to the tour programs. I will collect the most exciting travel descriptions and give them to him for his approval. I will also let the children take a look and know what fun there is to do if they go with us.

After the decision is made, I also arrange clothes and outfits for the whole family to go out, so that everyone can set off without worries and have a happy journey back home.

��But in recent years, the children have grown up and each has their own travel destinations they want to visit, and they are unwilling to travel with their parents; so my husband and I have traveled to many places together. Without the children, there were no more miscellaneous worries on the road, and the couple felt much more relaxed together; but because of this, they lost the liveliness and vitality of being together as a group, and became depressed, as if they no longer had the energy to go anywhere.

The reason, of course, is that my husband and I have no feelings for each other and our sexual interests are completely different; we can't even talk to each other for a few words and can only remain silent. Not to mention the romance of a couple on vacation together!

Fortunately, my husband is not too picky about this annual trip. For many things, they just nodded in a general manner and rarely offered any opinions. In fact, his heart was not on it at all. It seemed that he went with me on the trip just to comfort me. His "easy-going" attitude also reflects that he has no concern for anything between husband and wife.

Many times, I saw him being so lazy outside; I asked him why he was so lazy? He always said, "It's relaxing to go out and take a rest. Why bother running around?" After that, he would read his magazine or stare at the TV and ignore me. After being ignored like this a few times, I decided not to embarrass myself and gave up my request.

Especially in the past two years, my husband's business has been growing, and overseas communications have no boundaries, mobile phones can roam around the world, and laptops can be connected anywhere. Even when he goes on a long vacation, he can still work without interruption; which naturally seriously affects the pleasure of traveling for my husband and me.

For example, this time, we stayed in Hong Kong for five days. In addition to having the CEO and his wife of another large Taiwanese company traveling with us and staying in the same hotel with us, so that the two men could talk about business, we also arranged a dinner party with the heads of several Hong Kong business groups. When he gave me instructions before leaving, my face fell. I thought: Every time I go back to Hong Kong, I do shopping and socializing, does that count as a vacation? !

��However, this has been the arrangement for many years, and my husband's business is now increasingly closely linked to the mainland. If I complain too much, he will get angry. I have no choice but to keep my mouth shut and only feel fortunate in private: after leaving Hong Kong, I won't have anyone else to accompany me or socialize with on my trip to Italy and Bali, so I can at least go around and have some fun!

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��The place we stayed was, of course, the top-notch Hyatt Hotel next to Wan Chai Pier, with a view of the entire Victoria Harbour. Of course, the places to visit are the jewelry and clothing boutiques in the "Landmark" and "Pacific Centre" in Central; and as for dining, there are the "Hill View Restaurant", "Marche", "Nostalgia" Peak Restaurant located on the Peak, and the high-end restaurant in the Convention and Exhibition Centre with a wide-screen view and the world's largest glass curtain wall. At every meal, you can enjoy the beautiful panoramic view of Hong Kong and Kowloon, or the night view of the dazzling lights.

To most people, this is undoubtedly a paradise-like enjoyment. However, in the eyes of me and Mrs. Liu, the chairman's wife who was traveling with me, apart from shopping, it is just a commonplace, sometimes patient and very boring atmosphere.

��It was Mrs. Liu and I who went to visit many historic tailor shops in Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon. We each had two dazzling tight-fitting cheongsams custom-made at a cheongsam shop called "Gui XX". We then went to Kimberley Road, a famous local designer's headquarters store, to have our evening gowns tailored for us. That leisurely afternoon was the most memorable experience I had in Hong Kong this time. ��

��So, I'll just say it directly!

It turned out that Mrs. Liu (real name Zhou Yuhui), like me, had long been dissatisfied with her husband, Mr. Liu, whose marriage was "in appearance but not in spirit"; she had cheated on him with other men a long time ago, and from time to time she would go to different places to meet with her "lover". Master Chen, whose name is "Expensive XX", is one of them.

Mrs. Liu asked me to go with her to order a custom-made cheongsam, but it was just an excuse for her annual meeting with her lover; and she invited me to go along, just to prove the "legitimacy" of her whereabouts and to cover for her with Mr. Liu!

The interesting thing is that Mrs. Liu took me to several tailor shops to look through pattern books, choose patterns, and look at materials, but she was not satisfied with them all. Finally, she took me to "Gui XX". Once she was sure that Master Chen was in the shop, she happily picked out several styles and materials and persuaded me to have custom-made ones as well. She kept praising Master Chen's craftsmanship and said that I would definitely be satisfied with him.

When I looked at her in surprise, Mrs. Liu smiled and said: She is an old customer of "Gui XX" and Master Chen. Over the years, she has asked him to sew nearly a dozen cheongsams, so she is confident to introduce me to him. After hearing this, it finally dawned on me: It turns out that Mrs. Liu had planned to bring me to Master Chen long ago!

Unexpectedly, she suddenly leaned close to my ear and whispered, "When he helps you measure your body later, you will know how skillful his hands are!"

"Oh my god! What the hell are you talking about!" I sighed inwardly, while Mrs. Liu pushed me between her legs and winked at Master Chen who was waiting beside her: "Master Chen, you will definitely sew the best tailoring for Mrs. Zhang to highlight her beautiful figure, right!?"

"Yes! Mrs. Zhang has a slender and elegant figure, she must be able to do it well!" Master Chen responded with full confidence. �

In the fitting room, Master Chen used a tape measure to measure my entire body and kept records. His hands were so skillful that he could clearly define my body shape in just a few seconds! However, from beginning to end, his deft hands only touched the fabric of my flowered beige dress from time to time, but never touched my skin. Even when I felt the tape measure wrapped around my chest, waist, and hips, rubbing loosely or tightly, I expected his hands to touch my flesh more or less, but he didn't. This made me inexplicably anxious.

��Luckily, the measurement was completed quickly. I came out and asked Mrs. Liu if she wanted to measure too.

Unexpectedly, Master Chen said, "No need. I already know Mrs. Liu's size very well!"

Mrs. Liu giggled and said, "She has already completed the order for four cheongsams. We can go to Kimberley Road to make evening gowns!" After saying that, he hurriedly pulled me away from "Gui XX".

��On the way out of the dress ordered by a foreign fashion designer, Mrs. Liu suddenly seemed to remember something and asked me to go back to "Gui XX" with her. She said that she suddenly remembered that she had become a little fatter in the past year and she had to ask Master Chen to measure her body again.

��When I looked puzzled, she finally told me that there was a "secret" between her and Master Chen, and apologized blushingly, saying that she didn't know how to reveal this to me. After hesitating for a long time, she took me around and asked for my understanding. She also hoped that I could do her a big favor and let her have a chance to spend a short time with Master Chen!

Although I despised Mrs. Liu for using her wealth and power to take advantage of the man who served her, when I thought about my own cheating on her, I was not much better than her. I nodded sympathetically, indicating that I understood her suffering and was willing to cooperate and protect her from Mr. Liu.

At the door of the cheongsam shop, Mrs. Liu smiled from ear to ear, thanked me profusely, and told me to come back here in four hours to take a towel and return to the hotel together. Then she leaned over and climbed onto the arm of Master Chen who had come out of the shop to greet her, and walked into the room behind the shop with her high heels on and her hips twirling.

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��I walked out of the cheongsam shop with shopping bags in hand, looked around at the crowded streets, and wondered where I could go to spend four full hours? I couldn't help but mutter to Mrs. Liu: "You want to play for four hours at a time! Isn't that too greedy!"

I walked into a coffee shop that looked quite upscale. As I sat down at a window overlooking the street and sipped my coffee, I felt calm and at the same time deeply realized:

"At least, I'm not the only woman who betrayed her husband. I've done it, but at least I didn't let others see through it, and I knew to save face for my husband! Compared to Mrs. Liu, I'm at least better, right?

"But... the responsibility for cheating after marriage must be shared by both husband and wife. I think it is extremely unfair to only blame the woman for cheating without examining the husband's actions...

"Like now, the streets are full of couples of men and women, all smiling and showing affection to each other, how enviable! If the relationship between husband and wife is good, why would they be like Mrs. Liu or me, searching so hard, enduring loneliness and solitude on the one hand, and taking the risk of ruining their reputation and destroying the family's dishonor, secretly looking for a man!?

"┅┅Alas!┅┅"

I was staring at the street scene and sighing when my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a piano. I turned around and saw a big boy with black hair falling between his eyebrows standing by the table. He was holding a guitar and softly singing an old Western song "Let It Be Me". I was slightly surprised and looked up at him, and happened to catch a glimpse of two eyes that were gazing at me deeply with a smile.

After quietly listening to the young man finish singing this lyrical song, I pursed my lips and smiled softly, nodded, and when I took out a twenty-dollar Hong Kong dollar note from my purse and handed it to him, he was stunned on the spot, and hesitated and didn't dare to stretch out his hand to take it!

"What? You don't want to accept the reward I give you?" I pushed the money towards him and asked with a smile.

"No...no, it's just too much, Miss..." the young man agreed in a soft voice.

��Since he was still standing awkwardly beside the table, my neck was tired from raising my head, and my eyes dropped, just in time to fall on the waistband of the boy's black trousers: I could clearly see the big bulge there due to the tightness of the trousers. He suddenly felt dry in the mouth, so he quickly grabbed the coffee cup and took a sip. Then he looked up again, smiled and asked him to take the twenty Hong Kong dollars on the table.

"You sing so well, you deserve the reward. Don't be polite!" He pushed the money to the boy again.

He shyly put the banknotes into his trouser pocket and said, "Thank you, miss, do you want me to sing for you again?..."

��Obviously because he had won the grand prize unexpectedly, the boy was hesitating whether he should continue to perform for me. When he was at a loss, the manager of the cafe came over, approached the boy, and whispered sternly, "Get out, go!"

But then he turned around, gave me a flattering smile and said, "Madam, to ensure the peace and quiet of our guests, we do not allow idle people to chat with or harass our guests at will!"

"The young man didn't harass me, I was the one who approached him!" I answered slowly.

In an instant, the atmosphere between the three of us froze. Feeling like I couldn't stay any longer, I stood up, asked the manager for the bill, and asked him to get a takeout German sausage sandwich and a cup of iced coffee, then walked out of the cafe with the street singer. The two looked at each other in silence, but walked towards the direction where there were fewer pedestrians on the street.

��Although they were traveling together, the young man was still inexplicably restrained. I thought to myself: Maybe it’s because our clothes don’t match at all and it doesn’t fit in with the guitar in his hand! But I couldn't care less. I walked a few more steps on the street and approached him and said:

"Young man, I'm not familiar with this place at all. Can you lead the way, find a quiet place, and sing a few nice songs for me?"

"Oh, okay..."

Following the young man from the bustling street into the alley, turning left and right in the alleys and sheds where new and old buildings and houses were mixed, I lost my way in a few seconds; but I still had great courage and followed his tall and thin figure, walked up the crisscrossing stairs on the side of the building, crossed several terraces, and arrived at a rooftop terrace where I could see the distance.

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The young man was leaning on the railing and looking back at me. I just stopped panting, took a deep breath and asked him with a smile: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?" He shook his head and said nothing, just took a sip of coffee, smiled and said: "I will play a guitar song for you first!"

The elegant sound of the Spanish song "Recuerdos de la Alhambra" came from the slender fingers of the player who was playing the strings with his head down, making me stand there in surprise and disbelief; but I was immediately immersed in its melodious mood.

��This famous song in particular is usually played in 3/4 beats, but after being changed to 4/4 beats by the teenager, it becomes a slower, more sad and beautiful melody. It held my heart in suspense and moved me so deeply that I almost burst into tears.

The string sound stopped, and the boy looked up and asked me why I was crying? I shook my head, wiped my tears, and forced a smile:

"It's so beautiful! I can't help but think of that day at the Alhambra..." For some reason, he couldn't continue.

"What is the Palace of Bra? Miss, can you tell me about it?" the boy asked almost ignorantly.

The innocence that flickered in his eyes made me feel so sad. This boy, who makes a living by performing in Hong Kong, might not even be able to visit Spain in his lifetime, let alone see with his own eyes the most beautiful palace in the world located on the top of Granada! The beautiful scenery where I had vacationed and enjoyed would fly into my mind along with the imagination of his piano playing. How could I not be filled with emotion and immediately want to hug him and comfort him?

��But I just stood there. After a while, he calmed down, walked up to the boy, and said with a smile:

"I will tell you later. Can you sing a happy song for me first?"

The boy nodded. The melody he played slowly sounded so familiar. When he sang it, I was shocked again to find that it was one of my favorite old songs: "You Light Up My Life". I was so happy that I almost went crazy and couldn't help singing along immediately!

At this time, the distant view of Hong Kong outside the rooftop gradually sank into the vastness of dusk, and the lights began to come on, twinkling...

Unconsciously, I sat on the stone railing, intoxicated by the love in the lyrics, singing; but when the love song ended and our eyes met, as if in a moment of selfless joy, the spark of "love" was transmitted, I couldn't help but look at my watch.

"Miss, are you leaving?..." After putting down the guitar, the boy asked me with a look of disappointment in his eyes. �

I pursed my lips and shook my head; I don't know where I got the courage from, but I reached out and stroked the back of his hand.

"I... still have three hours... tell me, what's your name?" he asked anxiously.

I felt the trembling in the boy's arms and the inexplicable excitement in his confusion as to how to answer. I seemed to hear myself shouting in my heart: "Light my fire!... Light up my life!" But what I said out loud was:

"Stay with me longer, I will give you a lot of money... Tell me your name!..."

"My name is Aqiang, but I don't want your money..." Nuonuo responded while his hand was still being caressed.

"Then... take me to... where you live... please?" I was so anxious that I threw away my dignity and asked shamelessly.

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As if in a dream, I followed Ah Qiang's slender figure, passed through the corridor of the old building, climbed several flights of stairs, and finally arrived at his small, cramped residence. Seeing the scene that was tidy but still couldn't hide the poverty, I didn't feel disgusted or unable to adapt. Instead, it aroused a strong impulse in my heart and a desire to reward and comfort the boy!

When I stood behind the closed door, facing the boy closely, I found that I still couldn't let go completely or act too eagerly, even though I could clearly feel the wetness between my thighs and the burning desire in my body! I was just waiting, waiting for the boy's next move towards me.

��But after he put down his guitar, he didn't move. He just stared at me with his eyes, rubbing his hands together nervously and wiping them on his tight black trousers. I looked away and saw the bunk bed in the dimly lit room, and I stammered and asked him:

"You...live with your family?...What about them?"

"Oh, it's just me and my sister living here. She's in high school, she's in night school..."

"Then... will she be back very late?" "Yes!"

��I closed my eyes and leaned against the door. I shouted in my heart: "Kissme, Please! Don't wait any longer!"

"Please, Take me! Take me as a woman now! Oh my God, I want it! I want it! " But I couldn't make any sound, only the uncontrollable rapid breathing and panting.

Unexpectedly, Silly Aqiang was still standing in front of me in a daze, at a loss, and explained timidly: "My parents died in a car accident three years ago, and my sister and I depended on each other. I sang to help her go to school, hoping that her future would not be bleak..."

I shook my head heartbrokenly, opened my eyes that were almost filled with tears, and couldn't help but put my hand over his mouth, mumbling urgently: "Then let me help you! I can help you a lot..."

But I didn’t say the word “money”! Because my heart is a tangled knot that can't be untied. I want him, and I am willing to do anything for him; although I know that only money can help, I dare not say it out loud and hurt his self-esteem.

Ah Qiang gently lifted my hand away, but his palm, which was still holding my wrist, was warm. He looked at me deeply, wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, and said calmly, "Miss, don't be sad for me. I know you are good to me."

"Then...then what about you...yourself..." I asked stutteringly, not knowing what to say.

"I can be happy from music and singing..." He smiled innocently again and continued, "Just like just now... when you sang with me, I felt so happy in my heart!"

Although her wrist was held, she could still touch the boy's hot cheek by extending her fingers. I felt that the tangled thoughts in my heart had finally melted and turned into a pool of solution waiting to be ignited by fire; I was looking forward to his young, masculine passion and lust to burn my entire body to ashes. I closed my eyes and murmured:

"Then let me make you happier! Ah Qiang~!"

��My body was finally embraced by a pair of arms that no longer hesitated, and my lips were kissed by two trembling, hot lips. The passion that has been suppressed for who knows how long is released like a dam bursting! ┅┅

"Oooohhh! Hold me, hold me, tight! Please!"

The call in my heart, along with my hands tightly clinging to the boy's body, was a silent plea. I opened my lips and cried out, "Ah Qiang! Ah Qiang, love me! Please love me..."

The sound of her screaming was blocked by the boy's more passionate kiss. I opened my mouth actively and welcomed his tongue into my mouth. I hugged him even tighter, and pressed my body upwards and against him, until I felt a hard stick-like object pressing against my belly, growing bigger and bigger...

"You will love me, you will love me so much!!..." My heart finally opened up, opened up to him!

Yang Xiaoqing's Confession (15) Secrets of the Journey - Hong Kong (Part 2)

The young boy Aqiang hugged me so tightly. His rapid breathing like a breath of fire and the gasps from his throat made me go crazy uncontrollably! I grabbed his black hair with both hands, tore open our lips from the passionate kiss, and screamed:

"Love me, baby! Love me, I like you so much!"

"But I'm afraid... I can't be your kind... such a noble and prestigious lady..."

"Baby! Don't say such things. I've been married for a long time. I'm not a lady anymore!" I shook my head anxiously, wanting to tell him that I was by no means a noble woman, but even just a slut who could be slept with by anyone! Fortunately, before I could say anything, I heard Ah Qiang stammeringly ask:

"Madam, where is your husband?"

"His last name is Zhang, but baby, please don't call me Mrs. Zhang! As long as you call me sister, I will be satisfied!" I opened my eyes wide and begged him.

"Sister...sister!?" Aqiang's hands suddenly exerted force, holding my waist and pulling me towards his body, then moved down to my hips, and through my thin skirt, he hesitantly stroked them a few times, and then kneaded them hard. He then asked:

"Sister?..."

"Mm, I love hearing you call me sister! Oh, Qiang, your hands are so good at touching that part of my sister. It feels so good when you touch me!"

I sighed out the feelings that I couldn't help but have, and at the same time I hoped that because of my almost lascivious behavior, he would no longer feel inferior to me, or think that I was so noble and he was so lowly.

Obviously being "tempted" by me, Qiang's hands became more flexible and enthusiastic in kneading my buttocks, making me feel the wetness between my legs more clearly. I whispered in his ear, "Oh! My dear brother... you made me wet my bottom!"

I couldn't wait to kiss his lips again, open my mouth to welcome his tongue, and then suck it desperately; at the same time, I twisted my butt violently and rubbed my lower abdomen against the big cock under Aqiang's pants. I heard his panting getting louder and more rapid, and I knew he had a strong reaction, so I pulled my head away and asked in a more charming and coquettish voice:

"Ah Qiang, do you love me? Do you like the way I shake my butt for you?..."

"Oh! I like it! I love it! Sister! "

His enthusiastic response was like an aphrodisiac that drove me even crazier. I pushed Aqiang away and quickly turned my back to him. I held the door with both hands, arched my hips backwards, and twisted my body. I turned my head and shouted to him:

"Then take off my clothes! Take them off and look at my butt and the wet parts!"

At the same time, I thought to myself: I am so shameless!

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When Ah Qiang unhooked the buttons on the back of my thin dress, pulled the zipper up to my hips, and gently brushed open the opening of my dress, revealing my bare back, I told myself over and over again in my heart: "I don't want to be a noble, high-ranking woman! As long as someone loves and cares for me, I am willing to do anything!"

��I heard Aqiang's heavy breathing and felt him carefully unhooking the bra clasp on my back; I imagined how I would appear in the eyes of a man, and looked forward to him caressing my back and chest and squeezing my breasts. Imagine his penis becoming erect because of seeing my half-naked body, and thrusting it proudly towards the sky! I know that if he plays with my butt a little more, more love juice will flow out from me! ┅┅

"But why doesn't he touch me or play with my butt? It's so frustrating!"

Aqiang slowly lifted my skirt up to the top of my buttocks and began to peel off my pantyhose and panties. By then, I could no longer hold back my strong anticipation and was trembling all over. My legs, still wearing high heels, could not support me and I could only slightly bend my knees. I let him peel off the pantyhose and panties that were soaked in my vaginal fluid and pulled them down to my knees. I pushed my bare buttocks back and twisted them.

��My head was sandwiched between my arms stretched out and resting on the door, and I felt my hot cheeks facing down; in fact, it was like this when I had a tryst or flirted with every man: as long as he couldn't see my face and expression, I would actively pose in obscene postures and experience stronger sexual desire under extreme shame.

"A Qiang, baby! Come on, touch me, come on, touch my butt!" I screamed in my heart, but couldn't say it out loud. Her hips were shaking violently, and she felt that her slippery skirt was about to fall off, so she had to give up holding the door open. One hand moved behind her waist and lifted the hem of her skirt to keep her entire hips exposed. At the same time, she changed her posture to put her shoulder against the door, her head to one side, and her face against the door panel, freeing up her other hand to grab and squeeze her breasts, whose bra had already loosened...

��The rapid breathing made it almost impossible for me to breathe, so I had to raise my head and hum continuously...

With my half-opened eyes, I caught a glimpse of a family photo of Aqiang, his parents and his sister hanging on the wall next to the door; the background was the famous Victoria Peak, and all the family members were looking at me happily with smiles on their faces.

As I watched, I thought of their parents, who, in the photos from three years ago, had watched over and blessed Aqiang and his sister to be safe every day; I also thought of the reluctance of every parent in the world to part with their children...

I felt so sad watching this, tears welled up in my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. But she still shamelessly shook her butt to seduce Qiang in front of his parents.

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"Sister, don't cry, don't be sad. Let me make you happy!" Aqiang's voice was as soft as an angel's, yet full of enthusiasm.

Then, he helped me turn around from the position where I was half leaning against the door so that I was facing him and wiped the tears from my face. Then he brushed off the half-fallen dress and bra straps from my shoulders, letting my entire upper body fall from my waist along with the flesh-colored bra, revealing my naked body in front of him.

I closed my eyes, lowered my head, and held my breath. I felt him bend down and roll down my light brown pantyhose and panties of the same color; then he helped me up one foot at a time and took off my beige high heels. When A Qiang stripped off all my clothes, leaving me naked in front of him except for the diamond watch on my hand, the platinum necklace around my neck, and the same style earrings I was wearing, I kept biting my lips tightly and didn't dare to make a sound. It was as if that was the only place I could still close and cover up my shame; even though I instinctively clamped my legs together and tightened my buttocks out of shame to prevent the hole under my body from opening.

��But I can’t close it or hide it anymore!

��Because Aqiang has been stroking my heels upwards, touching my calves and knees; then, reaching my thighs and buttocks... His slender fingers and hot palms slowly and gently touched and caressed, as if he was carefully studying, appreciating and playing with an exquisite musical instrument with great attention and cherishment; as if he had to wait until he fully understood it and had some kind of feeling for it, before he could pluck its strings and make it produce beautiful music.

��And I, in fact, can’t wait any longer! The closed lips could no longer bear the rapid breathing from the nose and opened; even if one clenched his teeth, it was difficult to stop the hissing sound of taking a deep breath. My fingers, which were clasped on Aqiang's shoulders, were so strong that they almost went through his shirt and dug into his flesh! ┅┅I finally couldn't hold my breath anymore:

"Hiss...hiss!...ah!...ah~~!!..." His whole body trembled as he made the sound. ��

Ah Qiang's hands then began to caress, knead, press, squeeze and press all over my body with a little force; caressing every protruding part, scraping every concave groove; grabbing my taut flesh mound, pinching or kneading, hooking my protruding flesh clitoris, gently pinching my hard nipples...

"Oh, baby! Baby!!" I shouted.

My legs, which were originally tightly together, finally opened automatically when his fingers penetrated between the lips of my vagina, embedded in the wet crack of flesh, and rubbed back and forth! My fleshy lips, swollen and stretched to the sides, were filled with my love juices, welcoming his fingers that were like plucking the strings of a guitar, making a dripping sound, accompanying me:

"Oh!...Oh~~Oh!!...Baby~!!" the calling voice.

"Sister, are you happy?" Aqiang asked me between heavy breaths, but his hands did not stop.

"O-hhhh!...Yes, Yes!...I'm soooooo...happy!!"

My head started to feel dizzy and I could no longer stand. I collapsed on top of Aqiang like a paralyzed person. But he squatted on the ground, asked me to hold his head with both hands, and raised one leg and put it on his shoulder. I was no longer in my right mind, but I just did as he said, letting him hold my butt with one hand, bury his head between my crotch, and lick my vagina.

"Oooo~~hhhh, my God!...Oh my God!...YES, YES!!"

I had no idea how loud I was shouting, I just felt a stimulation I had never experienced in my life running through my entire body, making me sing loudly and melodiously like a hymn.

In the chaos, I felt Aqiang's tongue exploring my vagina and his fingers rubbing on my clitoris, moving in and out and around in circles as if in some rhythm. I went crazy, grabbed his hair, and screamed:

"Ah~! Sister...sister is so comfortable!...so comfortable...that I am going crazy! Ah!...brother, brother...fuck sister...ah~~!...you are so good at fucking sister, you fucked sister so hard...I am almost...dying!"

My butt was tense and my pussy was shaking, like I was about to throw it out.

"Oh~! Brother, dear brother! I can't take it anymore! Please stop, please stop!"

Ah Qiang then pulled his tongue out from my vagina and gently licked and kissed my wet labia; he lovingly caressed my tight buttocks which were still held in his hands. Next to my vagina, he said vaguely:

"Sister, you are so beautiful and cute! I like you so much..."

My heart was filled with emotion. I forgot the stimulation my body had just received. I bent down and lifted up Ah Qiang's face which was full of an innocent smile. I saw that his mouth, nose and chin were all wet with my love juice. He looked embarrassed but funny and cute. I didn't care about anything else and squatted in front of him to kiss him. I unbuttoned his shirt and helped him take off his coat and sweatshirt. At the same time, I licked my lips shamelessly and said with a charming smile:

"I like you too, especially your dick! Baby Qiang, let me have a look and love it, okay?"

Aqiang stood up and let me straighten my upper body. I untied his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled his zipper with my hands, and took out the hard penis that I had been waiting for for a long time. As soon as I saw Aqiang's big thing, he even forgot to take off his pants. I couldn't wait to put my cheek close to it, press against the hot penis, and moan tenderly:

"Hmm~~!! Good baby, you're so good!" She held the thick hot rod tightly in one hand and rubbed it.

Giving a man a blowjob (I now know that this is what Hong Kong people call "sucking a dove") is one of my favorite and most fascinating sexual behaviors. Every time my lips touch a man's majestic penis, I will devote my entire face to him like crazy and desperately, and devote myself to licking, kissing, sucking and swallowing the penis. Even when I could hardly breathe, my cheeks and chin were sore, and my throat was numb, I still refused to stop... I clung to the man even tighter, and pushed my entire mouth onto his penis, stroking it over and over... Or I stretched my neck and opened my mouth, letting his penis penetrate my mouth again and again; only when my throat was choked and my chest was spasming so much that tears were splashing out, did I feel it was completely satisfying!

��That evening, at Aqiang's residence, it was no exception. After he licked me to the point of making me feel like a god, this is how I repay him and make him "happy". Especially to show my sincerity, I didn't care about age, identity, and status. I tilted my head back and sucked the penis, making a squeaking sound, like serving a patron or a master. Until he put on a satisfied smile and asked me if I was tired, as if he felt sorry for me. I shook my head so hard that saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth. At the same time, I twisted my hips and said with a smile, "As long as Aqiang loves me, I'm willing to do anything!"

Although I say it's not tiring, I am short and without high heels, I have to crane my neck to reach the end when I squat on the toilet to "blow the flute". Not only do I have to stand on tiptoe, but I also have to keep my leg muscles tense. It is really hard. So when I moved my body and wanted to change to a kneeling position to continue serving him, A Qiang took a pillow and put it on the ground with great pity so that my knees could be more comfortable.

Moved by his consideration, I put one hand around Aqiang's buttocks and helped him masturbate with the other hand. I looked up and asked, "Tell me, baby, do you like your sister to kneel on the ground and suck you willingly like this?"

"Yeah! Sister, you suck it so well!" I understood Ah Qiang's Cantonese immediately and laughed.

"Brother, your dick is so good, so big and hard. It drives me crazy just by looking at it!" She also responded in half-tone Cantonese.

The two of them laughed heartily. Really, the deepest and most exciting emotions in the heart are sometimes expressed so lightly and naturally!

Yang Xiaoqing's Confession (15) Secrets of the Journey - Hong Kong (Part 2)

In the dim living unit of the teenager, I used all my skills and used my oral skills to serve a man, which made Aqiang infatuated. He stroked my hair and sighed a lot in Cantonese that I couldn't understand, which made me extremely excited. I knelt on the pillow and shook my butt violently. The vaginal fluid flowed down and crawled on the skin of the thighs, which was so itchy that she couldn't help but let out a high and low hum from her throat. Finally, I couldn't bear it any longer and spit out a "big bang", looking at him with lustful eyes. In a coquettish and flattering way, I told him to "pounce" on me and "hoe" my "crane" (?) in the two Cantonese words I just learned, and I also "slurped" and added English words:

"Oh my baby! I'm already wet! FaiD! Come on, fuck me!"

Ah Qiang quickly took off all his clothes. I stood there anxiously, rubbing my legs together, neither left nor right, waiting for him to signal me to get on the bed. But he hesitated for a long time before pulling a large towel from the folding bed and placing it on the lower bunk, which was obviously his sister's. Then he hugged me and whispered in my ear, asking me to forgive the simplicity and cramped environment of his residence, and asked me if I was willing to make do with having sex on his sister's bed?

I nodded hastily and agreed: "Whatever you say, fine... just be a little more polite! I can't wait any longer!"

I was completely intoxicated by him, and I kept humming incoherently like a musical instrument for a long time, and even more pitifully begged him to insert himself and give me complete relief. A Qiang then thrust his hot and hard rod into my itchy, wet and slippery flesh, occupying the entire vagina. He then began to thrust in and out like a pump, gradually speeding up from slow to fast.

"Ah! Oh! Baby, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I shouted rhythmically; I wrapped my arms around Ah Qiang and hugged him tightly, and arched my lower body upwards to welcome his thrusts in and out. Like the passion in the movement, it quickly goes from "andante" to "allegro" melody; it becomes more and more urgent, more and more high-pitched...

"Ah! Ah~~!! So, so beautiful... so comfortable!..." She chanted like singing.

"Ah! Oh, brother! You're so big and nice!..." Like the chirping of a happy bird.

"Oh my, ah~oh! I love you so much! I love you so much!" It sounded more like a cat's mating cry.

��Aqiang thrusted less than a hundred times before I reached a crazy orgasm, shouting out in ecstasy with sounds full of joy, which I am sure were also very beautiful. I half opened my eyes while my whole body was trembling. I saw Ah Qiang's eyes flashing with joy, staring at me deeply. I murmured to him with great satisfaction:

"My dearest baby! Good brother, you are so good at pouncing on your sister!" She hugged his head and kissed him.

"Sister... is also very good! Very good..." Aqiang probably wanted to praise me, but he couldn't say it.

I ignored him and asked in a more delicate voice: "Do you like playing with me? I want more!"

Ah Qiang smiled with a hint of pride, nodded and said, "Then... I'll give it to you again!"

��After saying that, he thrust his waist and shook his hips, and began to thrust in and out slowly and then quickly. He poked me so hard that I was overwhelmed again. Under his vigorous attack, I kept moaning, whimpering, singing and praising his strength and bravery. Especially this time, his thing penetrated me faster, deeper, harder, but also longer and more continuously; it brought me to orgasm twice in a row.

I praised Aqiang's skills in bed non-stop; he didn't care how many times I had orgasmed, and he thrust harder and harder; I kept shouting and screaming as if my soul was leaving my body, and he didn't stop until my throat was hoarse. He even reached his hands under my butt, kneading my buttocks which had already become wet, and digging into my anus. I was finally overwhelmed with the excitement and began to beg for mercy, begging him to ejaculate so that I could have the rain after a long drought.

"Oh, sister... I can't take it anymore! I'm being poked and killed by my good brother!" But I wrapped my legs around Aqiang's body, my legs tightly hooked and wrapped around his waist, and I refused to let go; as he continued to sprint, my entire buttocks were lifted off the bed, and I felt the liquid taken out by the penis rolling through my anus and flowing to my back...

"Good brother, please! Squirt it all into my womb!"

Even though I kept begging him to ejaculate and Aqiang was fucking my almost broken vagina more and more frantically, there was no sign of him ejaculating; the big cock was still penetrating my vagina at a "presto" rhythm. In the end, I couldn't even shout out, and could only howl hoarsely:

"Brother, ah! Brother! Ah~~! You've really played me to death!!"

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"Dear brother! I can't bear it anymore! Just spray it on me!" I begged him.

"Oh, good... I... I'm squirting..." Ah Qiang nodded and growled in response; he worked even harder until sweat dripped down his cheeks. But after thrusting more than a hundred times and bringing me to another orgasm, he still didn't ejaculate, and his dick became even harder and thicker!

I was out of breath: "Brother, sister, sister, help you suck the nipple, suck it out!"

"No, don't work so hard anymore. As long as my sister is happy, it doesn't matter if I spray or not..."

"Baby! How can I do this? You are so good to me. If I don't make you feel good today, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life!"

I was so moved that I almost cried and quickly spoke out what was in my heart. At the same time, she struggled hard and pushed Ah Qiang into a supine position. She immediately knelt between his legs, grabbed the big, wet penis, quickly lowered her head, opened her mouth, and put it on; she swallowed it desperately...

While swallowing the cock, she felt that she was only concerned with satisfying her own sexual desires, but forgot to make Ah Qiang feel ecstatic as well; she was really too greedy and felt so sorry for him!

So I used my oral skills again, sucking Ah Qiang until he made a smacking sound. I licked and sucked him at the same time. From time to time, I spit out the penis, lifted up the drooping hair, and then held the wet penis, rubbing it up and down, stroking it, shaking my raised buttocks, glancing at him, and mumbling lewdly:

"Oh, Sweetbaby! I love your cock! I love to suck your cock!"

I thought: If I act like the sluts in the foreign porn movies, maybe I can make Ah Qiang excited and ejaculate faster. So I went even further and asked shamelessly:

"Good brother, do you want to... spray into sister's throat?... Feed sister... to quench her thirst?... Or do you want to sprinkle the semen on sister's face? Look at sister... made wet by you?" After saying that, her mouth immediately covered the glans and sucked fiercely again...

"Ah! Sister! You..." Aqiang, who was not good at speaking, sighed softly; but no matter how crazy and passionately I sucked and swallowed the penis, he still did not ejaculate. My entire throat and chest were so sore and numb!

"Oh my God! I can't swallow any more!"

When I spit out the penis and looked at Aqiang with disappointment, I was so anxious that I couldn't speak and wanted to cry, but then I realized that the strong stimulation my lips received from this oral sex aroused my endless sexual desire again!

Ah Qiang propped himself up and wiped the saliva off my lips and the corners of my mouth; he hugged me and asked me in my ear if I would like to change to a prone position and let him penetrate from behind? Although I closed my eyes, the hope rekindled in my heart could not be concealed and was written on my face.

��I quickly turned over, hugged the pillow, and assumed the posture that I most like to be fucked by men! ┅┅

The moment Ah Qiang's big meat stick penetrated from behind, I couldn't help but shout out:

"Ah~uh! Baby, it's...good!...Its sooooo...fucking GOOD!!"

Especially, thinking about how I look in Aqiang's eyes at this moment, thinking about Aqiang looking at my butt, spilling hot and thick liquid to irrigate my long-dry body; I was extremely excited and couldn't help shouting out more obscene dirty words:

"Oh! I love you so much! Baby, Fuck me! Fuck me! I really love you so much! Oh my god, dear brother! You are so good at fucking me! Ah! My dear! My dear baby, please fuck me harder and deeper! Fuck me deeper and harder!! Ooohhh! Yes! Fuck me like I have never gotten fucked before! Oh! Yes! "

My butt was thrust up and down violently, and I wished Ah Qiang could poke me hard into my stomach and make the thick liquid burst out.

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Ah Qiang followed my request and thrust violently into me from behind like a raging hurricane or a galloping horse. The poking made my eyes full of stars, I screamed and gasped, and I almost fainted again; but my butt seemed to have its own life, it kept swinging and twisting...

Feeling that a new wave of climax was about to hit me, I frantically grabbed at the bed sheets with my hands, pulling them desperately and stuffing them into my mouth: "Oh...Oh!" I sobbed as if I was about to die.

Ah Qiang then slowed down his thrusting, leaned on my back, touched my hair, and asked softly:

"Sister, I...I..." But he didn't say anything else.

"My dear brother, what did you say?" I half opened my eyes, unable to see him but still asked.

"Can I call you sister?" Her voice sounded hesitant, as if she was afraid of me.

I nodded and said, "Of course! I am yours, you can call me whatever you want!"

"Ah, sister, you are my sister!"

Ah Qiang sighed with deep emotion and moved his body again; he pressed on my buttocks and thrust in and out, slowly and then quickly. Every time he thrust in, he would sigh, "Oh, sister!"; when he pulled out, he would whisper, "Good sister!" I was extremely excited by this method of thrusting, not only did my butt arch up repeatedly, but my buttocks also contracted and tightened in waves; at the same time, I could hear Ah Qiang roaring loudly, "

"Ah! Sister, you are so good! I like you so much! Come on! Push me up, and twist your waist vigorously... Ah! Sister, you are so narrow!"

Although I didn't understand his string of Cantonese, I felt that every word was so passionate and touching. I couldn't help but imagine myself as his sister. I raised my buttocks eagerly and anxiously, pressed against Aqiang's penis, twisted my waist... and shouted at the same time: "Brother! Cum, spray it for me... as your sister!"

Only then did I finally understand why Aqiang had not ejaculated, could not ejaculate, or was unwilling to ejaculate on me! It turns out that he loves his sister, who depends on him for everything, even more than he loves me, a thousand times more!

Unable to suppress the grief, tears rolled out of his eyes and fell on Aqiang's sister's pillow and bed sheet, wetting them all.

��But I covered my face with my hands, and moved my head away, using my cheeks to hide the tears on the pillow so that he wouldn't see them. Just because I am already so grateful to him, grateful for everything he has done, and grateful for the happiness he has given me! Even if he loves his sister more, or even wants to have sex with her, that's as it should be and I can't be jealous of him!

I just hope that my twitching and whimpering, in Aqiang's eyes, is a reaction to his extreme bliss in loving his "sister", and a manifestation of his deep desire to make his sister happy; that look is also the happiness that I truly hope he will get in my already satisfied heart!

"Oh, brother! My dear brother, I love you. I love you so much!" I stopped sobbing and sighed softly, hoping that Aqiang would be satisfied with everything I did for him...

Aqiang's panting became louder and louder, and the penis that was stuffed in my hole and rapidly thrusted in and out became more and more frantic and fierce. My body, which had already been aroused by the stimulation of my own twitching, became even more excited and unbearable!

When the uncontrollable climax came like a tidal wave, taking me away and throwing me into endless chaos, I also heard Aqiang's excited roar when he ejaculated; I felt the strong shock of his huge penis exploding in my body...

"Ah~!...Sister, sister!..."

"Brother!...Ah~~"

��Returning to "reality" from the climax that seemed like a fantasy or paradise, our bodies were pressed tightly together; we made sweet noises and called out to each other in ways that sounded so corny. But I feel so satisfied and happy in my heart!

"Are you happy?..." "Yes! Bro~~! I am so happy!..."

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After ejaculating, Aqiang gently stroked my hair and touched my face; his gentle expression made me feel so calm and peaceful that I felt it would be unnecessary to say anything. I nestled in his arms tenderly, thinking: If I were really a little sister, I would be so happy and joyful to have a brother like him.

However, no matter how sumptuous the food is, it will eventually end; no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will also end. I couldn't help but glance at my watch, thinking that the four hours agreed upon with Zhou Yuhui was about to expire, and I had to rush back to "Gui XX" to meet her and return to the hotel together. I stood up, kissed Aqiang on the cheek and said, "Sorry, please wait a moment... Oh!" I groped my way to the small bathroom in his house, sat on the toilet and waited for the semen to drip out; then I stepped into the bathtub and rinsed my lower body.

When I was combing my hair in front of the mirror, I saw a pair of pink and light blue towels hanging behind the toilet door. I thought they were a bit strange, but I couldn't tell what they were.

��Walking to the bed, I put on the clothes I wore when I came back. A Qiang picked up the big towel on his sister's bed, wrapped it up together with the bed sheet underneath, and hurried into the bathroom; probably soaking it in water, preparing to wash it clean! This kind of love really touched me, but also so... so...

��However, I still took out two hundred-dollar bills from my purse while Qiang was in the toilet and put them on the folding bed where he slept, to make up for the income he lost because of accompanying me.

��I followed Ah Qiang carrying his guitar and walked onto the street. Together we returned to the street across from the door of the "Gui XX" cheongsam shop. As I looked into the shop furtively from across the street, my originally satisfied heart suddenly felt so melancholy and reluctant to leave. And when I glimpsed Ah Qiang's smiling face, there seemed to be a trace of loss...

I don't know where I got the courage from, I raised my head, looked deeply at Ah Qiang, and asked the most earnest wish in my heart:

"I will come here tomorrow afternoon to pick up the cheongsam. If possible, we may have another chance to meet. You?..."

In an instant, Ah Qiang's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and he nodded vigorously without saying a word. I was so excited that I immediately said, "Wait for me in the lobby of the Peninsula Hotel at three o'clock. I will convince Mrs. Liu..."

But I didn’t say the four words “cover for me” because Qiang wouldn’t understand even if I said it.

At this time, I happened to see Mrs. Liu leaning on her "lover" Master Chen and walking into the cheongsam shop among the crowd on the street. I looked at my watch and found that it was almost half an hour since the time she agreed to meet me.

When I waved goodbye to Aqiang, I couldn't hide my joy. My mouth was so wide open that I couldn't close it!

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On the way back to the Hyatt Hotel in a taxi, Mrs. Liu and I spoke in English, and she thanked me profusely. When I thought about my "adventure" today, I couldn't help laughing in my heart, but I emphasized that it was very fun to spend a few hours shopping alone; if we come to pick up the cheongsam tomorrow and she still needs it, I am still willing to accompany her and help her "cover" again!

You can imagine how happy Mrs. Liu was, because she actually hugged me and kissed me in the car, saying repeatedly: "Thank you! Thank you! God, I can't believe you are so sweet!"

When the pearl necklace and gold earrings worn by Mrs. Liu trembled and sparkled in my eyes, I instantly made up my mind: tomorrow, before I say goodbye to Ah Qiang, I will wrap the jewelry I am wearing today into a small gift and ask him to give it to my sister. That way, every time he sees his sister wearing it, he will think of me.

�� (Tell me, am I a promiscuous woman?!)