Confused Love (Celebrity Adult Novel)

When I had my first love, I was working in a factory. At that time, it was a three-shift system, and I had more time to rest, especially when I could take turns to rest during shifts or when there was a big shift change, I could go to faraway places to play. A lively and lovely beauty came to the group. How could she not surrender under my fierce pursuit? Naturally, the sky became brighter and life was full of sunshine. For a while, we loved each other to death.

My heart was suddenly moved when I saw her photo: she looked like a student, with dimples when she smiled, long flowing hair, and a large white scarf neatly draped over her shoulders. She was really captivating. Although I knew at that time that girls looked very good wearing veils, my real fascination with her started from a trip to the suburbs in early spring. My girlfriend led me step by step into that irresistible and intoxicated state.

That time, we made an appointment and she took me to visit her good friend who worked in a distant mountain. We hiked up the mountain and had fun along the way. A few hours later, we arrived at her friend's house, who was also a petite and beautiful woman. I live with my girlfriend and she lives with her colleague. Her friend arranged work for the next day, and after switching shifts with her colleague, she took us around. My girlfriend knew that it would be very cold in the mountains in early spring, so she brought a large snow-white checkered scarf and wrapped it around her neck. When she felt hot, she took it off and put it in her bag. When her friend took us out to play, she also wore a big red scarf, which contrasted with my girlfriend's white scarf. We looked like two beauties again. When we went out, we attracted a lot of attention. I was so happy and proud. Time flies so fast, and it’s already the third day in a blink of an eye. After we said goodbye to her friends that afternoon, we hiked down the mountain along the way we came. She was full of energy and jumping around along the way. I walked slowly behind her. When I couldn't see her, I looked around for her. Suddenly, she jumped out from the side and scared me. That kind of happiness is truly unforgettable. Before we knew it we had reached the edge of the mountain and sat on a large rock to rest for a while. Looking at the beautiful scenery at the foot of the mountain, I feel very relaxed. She sat next to me, snuggled up to me, held my arm tightly, and rested her head on my shoulder. After a while, the mountain breeze blew and I couldn't help but shiver. She raised her head and looked at me and said, "Are you cold?" I said it was okay. In fact, I was just holding on, being a man. When I came, I didn't wear as many clothes as her. She didn't feel cold, but I was so cold that I shrank my neck a little. However, no matter how hard he tried to pretend, he couldn't control the slight trembling of his body. How could she not know? She raised her head for the second time, let go of my arms, took off the big snow-white scarf around her neck with her hands, and put it around me!

It felt like the girl's delicate skin gently caressing my skin, and the comfortable feeling on my neck seemed to never stop. It was such a comfortable feeling that I couldn't help but hug my girlfriend and kiss her lips excitedly. My little brother couldn't help but raise his head and get excited. If we weren't on the roadside or in the mountains, we would probably have made love right away. It was so impulsive, and the quality must have been very good. My girlfriend, who was dizzy from the kiss, finally caught her breath. She blushed and put her arms around my neck, which was wrapped in a veil, and said coquettishly, "You are so bad, do you want to suffocate me?" I still hugged her tightly without saying a word. After a while she raised her head, looked at me and said, "You look so beautiful in this veil!" I felt a little embarrassed. Although there were few people passing by on this path, I still felt a little shy. She looked at me for a while, and said thoughtfully: "Is the veil very comfortable?" I said: "Yes, I can't explain the very comfortable feeling, it's simply intoxicating, and it was you who put it on me. Besides, I feel comfortable, and I also deeply feel your love for me!" She said: "Oh, I understand! It's the veil that makes you so impulsive." I said: "Yes, I can't control the same impulse at all." She laughed, and that sly smile made me creepy and extremely curious: "What are you laughing at?" She said: "You'll know after we go back." I didn't think of anything else, I just thought that maybe she was going to come up with a bad idea and make me wear the veil all the time when I go down the mountain and back home. Sure enough, she didn't let me take off the veil all the way. As we got closer to the foot of the mountain, the possibility of encountering pedestrians grew greater and greater, and I became more and more afraid of being seen. Seeing my embarrassed look, she scolded me: "What's the big deal? Even if someone sees you, they won't be able to recognize you. What are you afraid of!" I said: "No, no!" She said I was stupid! Help me make the scarf into two circles, tie a knot and tuck it into my half-turtleneck sweater. The tucked scarf touches the skin under the neck and on the chest, and the feeling is even more exciting! So comfortable! She raised my collar a little, adjusted it carefully and said: "Is this better? Others can't see it, so you can rest assured, right? Anyway, you are not allowed to take it off and you have to keep it on all the time! Humph!" This beautiful little devil!

I had no choice but to continue walking down the last hill, into the downtown area, and back to her home. When her parents saw us come back, they were busy preparing meals and even blamed us: "You've been gone for a few days, it's like you've disappeared! Aren't you worried?" I could only smile foolishly. She hurriedly explained, and cried out in a coquettish manner. Her parents couldn't do anything about her, and soon she was happily asking questions: How did you play? Is it fun? Some home cooking. I had a scarf around my neck and was so nervous that I didn't even dare turn my neck too much, for fear that the scarf would come out. Sometimes she would adjust the collar of her sweater, sometimes she would pat her chest to smooth out the scarf inside. Haha, that little devil girl, sometimes she would make funny faces at me, sometimes she would come over and hug my neck deliberately, making me feel like I was being tortured in front of her parents.

We finally finished our meal and it was already 8 o'clock in the evening. After dealing with her father in a disjointed manner, she felt tired and ready to rest. She had a small room in another place, which she used only for sleeping, and she would go back to her parents' house for meals. We said goodbye and walked out, arm in arm, towards the place we called the "Happy House". She was in high spirits all the way, and was full of energy. As for me, although I was much stronger than her, the scarf around my neck had been "torturing" me for several hours. The tiredness was so severe that it was beyond words. It was like a string was being stretched tight in my heart. It wasn't until we reached her cabin a few minutes later that I felt relieved. She laughed out loud: "I know someone is nervous today!" "I know someone can't stand it!" I was so angry that I chased her, hugged her and kissed her as a punishment for her. We hugged each other until we slowly calmed down and stopped talking, just feeling the warmth and tranquility. Her beautiful face was red again. She raised her head, looked into my eyes, and actively kissed my lips, saying, "I love you, I love you!" I smiled happily, accepting her passion and warm deep love.

After a while of intimacy, she slowly raised her hand and stroked my collar. The gauze inside rubbed my skin very comfortably under her touch. I couldn't help getting impulsive again. I hugged her tightly, kissed her eagerly, and wanted to push her onto the neat bed. She gently pushed me away: "Go ahead, take a shower, you look so anxious." I had to let her go, went to the bathroom in the room, turned on the water heater, adjusted the temperature, came out and quickly started to take off my clothes. Until the snow-white veil was revealed, the satisfaction in my heart and the feeling of her caressing my skin made me intoxicated. She was also taking off her clothes. When she saw the scarf around my neck, she came over and gently took it off, placed it on the bed, folded it carefully, and placed it on the pillow. I like to see the scarf neatly placed on the pillow. At that moment my memory stops at that moment. It’s such a warm feeling!

Just like usual, we went into the bathroom to take a shower together. I liked to help her wash. The process was like caressing a fine work of art. Every time we took a shower together, it was a great enjoyment. Take a bath together, play together, go out together, and fall into her clean and fragrant bed together. But today, after she finished showering, she left me in the bathroom for the first time and went out alone. I didn't think much about it and just rinsed slowly, enjoying the moisture and comfort of the warm water, humming a little tune and feeling very proud. Amid the sound of the water, there was a faint sound of her rummaging through the room. I thought, there was no need for this girl to turn the room upside down. She was just looking for some underwear. It was not until she shouted impatiently in the room: "I'm cold! Get out quickly! I'm cold!" that I slowly turned off the water, dried my body, and rushed towards her naked.

She was already lying naked under the quilt, smiling at me smugly. She doesn't look cold to me, so I thought she must be shouting for no reason. I lay down next to her and noticed that the large white veil that was on the pillow was gone. It was not until my body entered the quilt that I immediately felt something was wrong - it was like I had entered a soft and comfortable state that enveloped my entire body!

This feeling is something I have never experienced before and it is something I will never forget in my life. It is so comfortable and so exciting! I was in a daze in surprise. I looked at her and wanted to lift the quilt to see what was inside. I vaguely felt the wonderful touch of a gauze scarf. She turned over and lay on my chest, preventing me from looking: "Don't move!" With her left hand, she pulled up a snow-white scarf from inside the quilt, the same one she had worn during the day. The gauze scarf stroked my body, starting from my little brother, to my lower abdomen, to my chest. The thrilling feeling made my whole body tremble. It was such a comfortable feeling! She deliberately and slowly stroked my body that had just finished bathing with the scarf, then wrapped it around the right side of my neck, passed through the back of my neck, and wrapped it loosely around my bare neck that was exposed. Just like those chic beauties walking on the street, deliberately wearing scarves around their necks, so casual yet captivating. What a comfortable feeling and intoxicating taste. I couldn't help but hug her smooth, satin-like body tightly. "Don't move!" she scolded again. Her hand slid down, across my chest and lower abdomen, and continued to move downwards. It seemed as if time had frozen and it was so long. Finally, she gently grasped the source of my sensitivity, gently stroked it, and softly circled it. I couldn't help but hug her tightly again. She also moved her head closer to my chest and rubbed my nipples with her tender face. Her hand stroked for a while, then slowly moved down to my thigh. When I was just beginning to feel a sense of loss, her hand pulled up something from somewhere below. The feeling was really wonderful, because I knew by touch that it was another scarf!

She turned her head and gently sucked and teased my nipples with her lips and tongue. Her left hand, holding the gauze, gently stroked my penis, lower abdomen, chest, and all the way up. I finally saw it. It was a large light blue scarf the same size as the snow-white scarf I was wearing. It was as fresh as the sky, as crystal clear, and extremely beautiful. She gently used the large light blue scarf to stroke my face, gently rubbing and caressing my face, my nose, my earlobes, and my lips. I closed my eyes and enjoyed this ancient, comfortable beauty. My penis has already pointed up to the sky, it's harder than ever before! My left hand was around her, and my right hand was helplessly grasping the bedsheet. I closed my eyes tightly, my body was so tense that my consciousness was hazy. All my feelings were on my face caressed by the gauze and on my nipples that she was sucking and licking. I was intoxicated in the warmth of the gauze and the deep affection that was felt from head to toe.

When she stroked my lips with the gauze, I couldn't help but open my lips, accept her caress, and use my tongue to feel the soft and comfortable touch of the gauze. She saw me sticking out my tongue, and she held the gauze in her mouth. She turned over, covered my face with the gauze, and kissed and licked my tongue through the light blue gauze. The feeling of having my face covered with the gauze felt like being abused. I tried to open my eyes, but could only see her light blue shadow hazily. I closed my eyes again, and enjoyed the high sensual stimulation she brought me. I thought, let me be led by her all the time, and let's go on. I hope this time will never end.

Her upper body was lying on me, and while she was kissing me, her left hand was gently roaming over my chest, my lower abdomen, and my penis. My body was shaking, as if I was experiencing the end of the world, and I didn't know where the end was. I hugged her shoulders tightly, my head covered by the veil and held by her right hand. She kissed me, then stroked my face and lips with her chin and cheeks through the veil, and her left hand roamed around my lower body. This stimulation will never be forgotten. But... what I didn't expect was that when I was in a daze, I felt that familiar feeling again - she came up with a magic trick from somewhere, and she was holding a gauze scarf in her left hand again! I was almost going crazy, that tender hand gently stroked the gauze directly on my little brother, and kept stroking and circling it below. I felt that my little brother, which was as hard as it could be, was already furious and wanted to ejaculate, wanted to vent! I couldn't help but moan, and even when she was kissing me, I made a whimpering sound. Especially when she touched my anus and perineum with the gauze scarf, I finally couldn't help but screamed out loud: "Ah~~~~~~~~~"

I held her tightly to my chest, letting the urge to pee become stronger and stronger. I didn't care even if I was about to pee on the bed. The gauze stimulated my little brother, my lower abdomen, my anus and perineum. The feeling was incomparable. When she wrapped my little brother with the gauze, the feeling of the gauze strongly stimulated the sensitive head of my little brother. She gently moved it up and down, and my screams became more and more urgent. Finally, when she speeded up, I ejaculated strongly!

It was the first time that she forced me to ejaculate in such a short time. My ability to last long in love has always been my pride and the focus of her greatest satisfaction and happiness. She whispered to me more than once: "I love you. I like being brought to the climax by you and being gently abused by you." However, tonight was the first time that she made me orgasm so quickly. I felt the pleasure of being forced to the climax by someone else, and I felt the profound meaning of the words she said. This feeling is really irresistible and unforgettable, and the impression is so deep that it cannot be added to. In the past, I always manipulated her body at will, watching her moan and shout in ecstasy under my manipulation, being brought to the climax again and again by me. No matter how she cried and struggled, she could not escape the fate of being forced to the climax. That helpless, resentful, and yet satisfied expression is my proudest masterpiece. But today, I was "raped" by her like this, and the result made me have no regrets and was ecstatic!

A lot ejaculated this time - my little brother kept throbbing for a long time. She gently wrapped the penis with a gauze and moved it up and down slowly, matching my shouts and pulses. I was conquered and guided by her, gently pressed under her, and she squeezed out the last drop of liquid. It took a long, long time. When my orgasm stopped and my body relaxed, I was exhausted. I lay there with my eyes closed, feeling my rapid breathing blowing the light blue scarf on my face up and down. I felt so tired and hot, and my throat was dry and I could hear unclear sobs. She let go of the veil and raised her left hand to lift the veil on my face. I stared at her beautiful face in a daze. She stared with wide eyes, as if she was observing an alien monster, a treasure that belonged to her private collection. She suddenly hugged my head tightly to her bare chest and kept holding it. My neck was covered with gauze scarves, and the two soft scarves were rubbing between us. The feeling of being deeply loved by her was fully reflected at this moment. For a long time, I heard her calling my name softly, and she kept murmuring, and I didn't have the energy to answer. It wasn't until I felt the liquid flowing in my lower body and the itchy feeling made me scream, "Down there!" Then she let go of my head as if she suddenly realized something, got up and gently lifted the quilt.

What is the gentle and delicate love of women? My experience is now rising again! When I lifted the quilt, I could feel the chill of the early spring night. Even though I had just survived the heat wave, I could still clearly feel the slight shiver of being naked in the cold air. But I was immediately made up for it by her delicate love: she turned around, pulled out a sheet from under the other end of the quilt, and gently covered me with it. ah! What is that that feels so comfortable? ? ? I looked up and saw a piece of snow-white gauze. The touch of the white, soft gauze was so refreshing that my whole body relaxed. I let my head down and enjoyed the feeling. No wonder when I first got into bed, I felt like I was in a soft and comfortable state with gauze surrounding my whole body. Now I know why: there was so much gauze inside! "This is Rouzisa. I bought it last summer to make a dress. Is it comfortable?" I kept saying, "It's so comfortable, so comfortable!" I felt so warm in my heart. She covered my body, pulled open the soft gauze around my little brother, held the gauze wrapped around the head of my little brother with one hand, and used the other hand to gently press inside my perineum, squeezing upwards to squeeze out the remaining liquid. Gently, the gauze wiped the head of my little brother and cleaned my lower body. It’s such a comfortable feeling, I can say that it’s something I’ve never experienced before and will never forget. I saw the scarf that she picked up after wiping it clean to serve my happy little brother. It was a large, pure light pink scarf. She gently took the gauze soaked with my liquid, passed it over my body, and placed it in the washbasin beside the bed. I saw a pink cloud floating down and gently landing in the bright pot. It was so elegant and beautiful. She retracted her body, pulled the light blue scarf from my face, pulled it down, and placed it on my penis. She gently arranged it, like a diaper, and wrapped it around my anus and penis, pressing it carefully, then pulled the soft gauze to cover my body, pulled up the quilt, and lay down close to me: "Take a rest, rest obediently, and let me serve you again in a while to make you more comfortable."

I finally understood what she said on the mountain. She said, "You'll know when you get back." I thought, that was the surprise she gave me at that moment. I couldn't help but hold her tightly in my arms. The feeling of happiness and warmth in my heart strongly stimulated me. I like to take the initiative during sex, but I also like to be passive, to be served by my lover, to be guided and "abused". But this surprise today is something I will never forget. I deeply felt her love, her feminine delicacy and motherly tenderness. Being led by her in this way, stimulated by endless surprises, made me long for her to say, "Let me serve you again and make you more comfortable." What I am grateful for is her attentiveness. When she observed that I liked the comfort of gauze, she began to prepare me to enjoy the service of the gauze scarf to my heart's content. From her, I also learned that other fabrics such as light gauze and Rouzi gauze can also make me feel stimulating and comfortable. I didn't notice how many veils she had or what color they were before, but I noticed it today. I think I will never ignore a veil again. That feeling is like a brand that is deeply imprinted in my life. It is a private property unique to women. She uses her most private and intimate item to caress me, which shows that my position in her heart and the degree to which she loves me are both supreme. For a man, the most mysterious thing is to understand and enter the space of the opposite sex, enjoy the mysterious spiritual vibrations of the opposite sex, and get the deepest and most indulgent experience. Being caressed and loved with all my heart by my lover is the greatest shock and memory that the feminine veil brings to me tonight. It is more intense and involuntary than the service she has provided me with with her lips, tongue and hands in the past. It has dug out the longings deep in my heart - I think this longing will accompany me throughout my life.