ocean of lust and desire

Waves of Desire (I)

After a strenuous workout, I closed my eyes, half of my body covered with a girl’s bony body, gasping and reminiscing…

I was very hearty and satisfied, and so was she! We chose this spot to be the final hurdle for both of us to break through, and it was a million miles away from where we had originally envisioned it to be, here, just a small meadow on a barren mountain.

Is the intersection of spring and summer season, subtropical island, even in the evening, has been so hot, from the two of us out of the body of the sweat, the I Ammon sticks very tightly. Grass, through the smell of earth, but also dense with the smell of sunshine, a city people, not often have the opportunity to smell this fresh breath. For everything that happened here tonight, I will never forget, of course, she will not forget, because the girl’s emotions are particularly rich. I felt the warmth of her breath in my ear, making me itch, and she poured out her heart to me in a “rustling” whisper.

“I… love… you…”

It was the voice of a young girl’s heart so clear that I had no doubt that it came from her heart. Here, in the wilds of the mountains, there was nothing to prevent us from loving each other, or to molest us in our talk of love. It was with difficulty that I resisted the impulse to shout for joy, and I whispered the same simple, but affectionate words in her ear.

I could see her eyes shining like the stars in the sky, her smile blooming like a flower, her straight nose, her full lips… the temptation they had given me over the years was too strong! I placed my hands on her slippery shoulders and leaned in to kiss her. As I touched her two moist lips, I heard a fluttering sound coming out of her throat. She liked to express the pleasure of her heart by this sound, which was much lower and slurred when she was nervous.

Silently, she endured my gentle love, her clear watery eyes flickering, such an innocent, yet beautiful and lovely face, paired with her slim body, was a match made in heaven. Half an hour ago, she was a hundred percent virgin, and she irrigated the grass beneath her body with the blood that flowed from her slight injury. I hope that one day we will return here, with our child, to pick the little flower of love that we both so carefully cultivated with her virgin blood.

After kissing her shallowly, I used my hand to support on the grass, gazing at her. Two blushes rose on her cheeks, and a look of shame and forgiveness flowed out of her eyes. No words were spoken, and “no sound is better than sound at this moment”. A beautiful moonlit night, a charming girl, intoxicating red lips… I sang the praises loudly in my heart, but outwardly I remained silent, not wanting to break the mesmerizing silence.

At this point, I began to caress her torso, and here and now, we had reached such a level of intimacy that my touching her should not be considered a sin. I used my hands, to make a silent praise to her, I touched her breasts, she squirmed a little, quickly closed her eyes, but her two ripe fruits, sliding under the palm of my hand, was soft little particles, but can not withstand a burst of touching and fondling, and began to turn into a firm again.

I could see the lids of her eyes fluttering again, her tightly closed lips opening and closing from time to time, revealing her white teeth, and she was getting even more pleasure out of it than she had been when I’d kissed her earlier! As good as it was, her hands began to move up my arms as well, sliding down to my shoulder blades, and then her fingers gradually flexed and pressed against the back of my neck. But she didn’t drag them downward, just climbed there gently, a sign of love, not a lustful impulse maneuver.

However, my flesh and blood rushed up in an indisputable way, men are not as pure as girls in the end, and my right hand slid quickly over the small of her back, resting on the top of another of her ripe fruits. She responded by opening her eyes wide and looking up at me. I kissed her again, my tongue flicking over her soft lips, nose, and the lids of her eyes. Her breath was tightening, her fingers were intensifying, and my head, bent down, could no longer resist the pressure that kept me from lifting it.

Slightly twisted torso, rubbing my passionate fingers, her small meadow is not quite lush, but the fruit is ripe and extremely full. I covered it with the palm of my hand and realized that it was covered with dewdrops. “Aaah…” With that sound, I knew that she was aroused and eager!

My hand fell down her sloping hill, sliding into a waterlogged valley, when her legs became a pair of scissors and clamped together, collecting my right hand tightly. I let out a low yelp, but my heart was beating wildly, so I gave up supporting my body and pressed down on her. My blood swelled as if heated by the warm flesh on my chest, and inevitably, I showed her the power of my manhood.

“Ah…” Another hard, low sigh, and both her arms wrenched around my neck. I moved my right hand away, letting the impulse loom over her.

But she didn’t make it easy for me, her legs were still tightly together, and I was leaning over her body, feeling so hot myself. This time, she took the initiative to kiss me, not as slowly as earlier, and she was in a hurry.

Our teeth lightly touching teeth, the tip of the tongue against the tip of the tongue, limbs also entwined, both sides of the nose heavy and tight, all of which, all of which indicated that we are the spirit of flesh and blood unity. Then it was I who took a half-step back, retreating the tip of my tongue back, and immediately, her soft tongue was in hot pursuit, reaching into my mouth, and I allowed it a tricky flurry of stirring, and then I took it hard, sucking on it passionately.

Her mouth was overflowing with flavorful liquid, and I treated it as a precious liquid, sucking and swallowing it at the same time. Her face was getting redder and redder, she was snorting and squirming a lot. And every cell in my body was filled with sparks, how I longed to have her again, to love her to the bone, to create our smart next generation in endless pleasure!

She must have had the same need, and as I moved my body to do so, she quickly complied, spreading her legs and moving a hand to my waist. The implication could not have been more blatant, and there was no need for me to hesitate in honoring her, as I hastened to assist with my hands, gently splitting her slippery gurgling spot with my fingers, and began to make inroads into her sacred territory!

Both of us were very wet, but the virginity I had just reclaimed for her was still so narrow that I had to be patient so as not to cause her too much pain. After only halfway in, she hugged me in exasperation and begged in a low voice, “Slowly, gently, softly… oh… just like this, okay?”

I rested, “You were able to hide my whole package, don’t worry, you were able to just now. Mai, I love you!” I tried desperately to speak softly to drive the fear from her mind. However, the chambers of my heart were beating so fast that I must not be able to fool her.

She kissed me on the cheek and said in a trembling voice, “When you’re happy, you’re… forgetful… Please don’t be too crazy! You have to make me… happy too!” I whispered, “Of course! May-may, my dearest little wife, I won’t be so selfish, I’ll give you the greatest pleasure! Spread your legs!”

“Oh! You’re a delight… and your belly is distended…” Her whole face was as red as fire. With intense curiosity, I raised my upper body to look at her abdomen, at the place where we were joined, but she shyly clung to me, preventing me from looking. I bent down and kissed her round, pink nipple, and she shivered. She shivered. The tip of her nipple was dripping with sweat, and I licked it with the tip of my tongue, willingly. She jerked one leg up, and I couldn’t help but sink down, so deep that I was fully in her weight, and she grunted through clenched teeth and muffled grunts as her legs clamped down hard on my waist.

I was so aroused that my eyes were glowing red, desperately trying to hold her waist up so that she changed the angle of her tilt as I trudged in and out of her tight valley, was she enjoying herself? I didn’t know.

Just now we do the first time, she at first is moaning and screaming pain, a pain expression, and then, when I nearly finished the sacred penetration of the moment, she actually with unprecedented vigor to die me. Afterwards, she said that she was happy, and said that the rupture of the membrane, although it brought her a little pain, but the depth of the wall of flesh was penetrated by me, she felt as if the waves of the sea to the two sides of the compression of the separation, and for this reason, she felt a novelty and pleasure.

This time, she should have that same pleasure, right? But, alas, I didn’t have much time, and my shallow experience could only last for such a brief moment. When I felt a part of my sensitive body, contained and punched by her small mouth-like flesh, I fought the itch that came out of my heart.

I had tried to make an effort to just hold still, however it didn’t help as she gently shrugged her body, squeezing me to the point where the pleasure was pouring straight out of me, finally exceeding the limits of what I could tolerate as I exploded deep inside her body! She slurped anxiously at my upper lip, every inch of her body clinging to me as tightly as if we were given to bondage.

What a strange and wonderful moment! From this moment on, it means that our years of embarrassment and bitterness are over. We are no longer lovers who love each other but are not in love with each other, and we are pursuing the same goal in the future, which will be the union of spirit and desire…

Waves of Desire (II)

My name is Zhou Jie, her name is Mei Mei.

Mei Mei is her English name and her Chinese name is Maggie Chung. I also have an English name, which is very cheesy, and it’s called Paul.

When I met Maggie, I was still an amateur painting enthusiast, but now I’ve made a career out of it; I’ve opened a studio with a few like-minded friends, painting oil paintings for wholesale sale to companies specializing in tourists’ business, and teaching students individually, in addition to illustrating for some newspapers and magazines.

I’m not that old, I’m twenty-four and Maggie is twenty-one. Maggie and I have been in love for several years, starting four years ago.

Christmas was two days away that year, and I was at home right in the middle of decorating my house. My ‘home’ was very simple, it was just me. To be clear, I was the only one living alone here in Hong Kong, but in China, I had my mother and a sister, my grandparents and other family members, and my father worked as a cook in a restaurant in England. I was originally studying at a fine arts college in Guangzhou. At that time, my father went through a lot of trouble to apply for me to come to Hong Kong, and he spent nearly 100,000 Hong Kong dollars to get me to have this opportunity!

When I first came to Hong Kong, I had joined a distant relative, but since they were a big family, it was not very convenient for me to stay with them, so I moved out on my own after half a year and rented a room on the fourth floor of an old building in Kowloon to live in.

Meiqi lived with her aunt in the room next to mine. Her aunt was a retired maid who had worked all her life as a domestic helper, but her husband had died early, and she had raised Meiqi from the age of tweens to when she was just seventeen years old.

Maggie’s aunt was very nice to me, and I recognized her as my wife’s wife, and at the same time I stayed at her house for food. Maggie’s parents ran a small farm in Australia. They believed that Chinese people should learn more Chinese before going abroad, so in order to facilitate Maggie’s studies, they left her in Hong Kong and only sent money back mid-month to support her and her aunt.

At that time, I was studying English at night, while Maggie was studying in a women’s college. Later, as we got acquainted with each other, I had to ask her for help with my English homework from time to time.

My room was full of my oil paintings of landscapes and sketches of human figures, and as the walls were dilapidated and the paneling cracked, I bought framed wallpaper and pasted it myself, and then I put up my sketches, my ‘masterpieces’, one by one.

Hang it up. One of these works is an oil painting, which is the peach blossom sketching painting I did in Guangzhou, which won a prize, and I specially made a plaster frame and hung it on top of the wall, and only gave it down when I framed the wallpaper.

I stood on the chair that day, taking a small hammer to knock the nails, intending to hang the painting back, I stood at the foot of a folding chair, if the center of gravity is not good, it is very easy to fall over. I was just a moment of carelessness, stand a not firm, the chair surface shook a little, I hurried to jump away when, but because of too much haste, one foot by the chair back of the wooden frame tripped, as a result, I screamed in surprise, fell solidly to the ground. With a ‘thud’, the corner of my left forehead hit the wooden frame of the painting, and instantly I scratched the skin, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

“What is it? Jet!” Maggie from the house next door heard the noise and walked into my house.

I struggled to get up and smiled bitterly, “That’s bad…”

“Ah! Blood!” Maggie was surprised: “How scary, your forehead is broken!”

“It’s nothing!” I said, wiping my hand on the wound: “It’s nothing, just a scratch.”

She said, “Don’t rub it, Jet, let me stop the bleeding.” She then walked back to her room.

I saw a few drops of purple spots on my grass green coat, which turned out to be the blood flowing down from my forehead, which mixed with the grass green color and turned purple. My left cheek was cool and refreshing, and the blood was dripping uncontrollably. Meiqi quickly ran in with small scissors, red mercurial water, and adhesive bandages, etc. I was very touched to see her anxious face.

But at that time, I didn’t feel anything different, I just felt sorry for the blood stains on my beautiful new coat! I couldn’t say that I had any intention towards Maggie. I sat on the bed, and Maggie stood in front of me, carefully wiping the blood from my wound, which was still spilling out, and her face was fearful.

“Oh! So much blood!” She said, “Why don’t I use some oil to stop the bleeding?”

She walked back to her house and came back with a bottle of medicated oil and applied it to me. I frowned as the oil made my wound sting.

“It hurts, doesn’t it? Jie brother.” She said softly, “Just bear with it for a while, it won’t hurt anymore.”

Over the past year, Maggie and I have been seeing each other day and night, often discussing youthful interests such as movies, music, and social news, but never about ‘love affairs’…. Maggie and I were like brother and sister, or even more so than a real brother and sister, and we respected each other. She called me ‘Brother Chieh’, and I treated her as if she were my own sister, because my sister back home was her age, and they were both just as smart and cute.

But it wasn’t as if I had never missed her before, that is, in terms of ‘love’. I remember that one night I had a ridiculous dream that I was lying on the same bed with Maggie, and that I had even caressed her breasts! I had also thought in my waking hours that her aunt (who was also my wife) was already in her twilight years, and what would happen if she passed away and Maggie was left all alone? I have often been haunted by this vexing question.

Not long ago I received a letter from Maggie’s mother and a Christmas card, saying that she was very comforted by the fact that I was the one who took care of Maggie and her aunt. Thinking about that letter made me feel that I had a responsibility, and when Khun Luang passed away, I also had a responsibility to take care of Miki. But… when I get married in the future, how will I take care of her? Will I still treat her like a sister?

Maggie stopped the bleeding, and she stood, carefully applying cotton pads and bandages. I half-raised my head, and my gaze inexorably went to her breasts. My heart swung then, she was wearing a goose-yellow sweater, furry and not very flattering, but her bulging breasts were still so obvious, with a kind of youthful girl’s charm. I was too embarrassed to let my gaze continue to linger on her, I looked up again, her pair of long and slender jade hands were busy on my forehead, her technique was so skillful and light. I remembered that she once said that in school, she had studied home economics and nursing work; however, she herself would be afraid at the sight of blood, I think that may be a girl’s weak nature!

When Maggie realized that I was looking at her, a light peach color blossomed in her cheeks, and I was a little embarrassed even though I wanted to praise and thank her more. I closed my eyes, and both of us were silent. In the past, every time I contact with girls, my heart is more or less a little soft, numb feeling, but quite good. Especially in my school days, when female students were studying with me, I felt that way; I remember one time when I was riding my bicycle back to school, I picked up a female student on the end of the bicycle, and that feeling was even stronger when she took me by the waist… As a result, we saw each other during the summer vacation, and even went to see a couple of movies… only to be granted permission to come to Hong Kong not long afterward…

Maggie puts tape on my forehead and cuts it off with a small pair of scissors. “Don’t get wet yah! Jet!” She admonished softly.

I answered her softly, secretly opening the slits of my eyes to peer at her evenly undulating breasts, and I peeked at her thin waist and long jade legs. Maggie was wearing a short skirt, revealing her snow-white calves, how well-proportioned and rounded they were! I love jade legs like that. At home she wore clip-toe slippers, white fresh and delicate toes exposed, is so neat and lovely; I also smelled the girl’s breath from her body, that is not perfume odor, perfume is too vulgar, that is a kind of fragrance, a kind of aroma from the body of the young girl, how refreshing to the lungs and lungs, through the infinite youth and enthusiasm! My heart was ‘thumping’ wildly.

Hundreds of memories flooded into my mind. I remembered the deep affection I’d had with Maggie over the past year, her tenderness, her aunt’s hints that she and I would make a great couple…

Maggie was so good to me, how could I wait so long to regret it until she left the school and fell into the arms of another man?

The impulse flashed through my mind like lightning, like thunder, and my whole body felt as if it had been placed on top of a furnace and was boiling, and I wanted to open my arms, embrace her, open her heart, and intrude directly and bravely. But, being too reckless would only lead to great harm… I had to be careful in my approach.

Maggie applied the other piece of tape, cold little scissors, and stuck a snip to my forehead. “Okay!” She said : “You change this tunic quickly, I’ll take it and clean it for you, otherwise I won’t be able to wash away these blood stains.” She put down the scissors, two hands left my forehead. At once, my heart produced a kind of loneliness and despair, I enjoy her tenderness also ends here.

No. I’m going for it! I’m going to fight for it! I knew I suddenly seemed to be going crazy, and a wave of inexplicable excitement caused me to rise to my feet and quickly grasp one of her small, soft hands.

Maggie was taken aback. “Jet, you…” her voice was low and trembling, she was terrified, and I knew that no one of the opposite sex had ever treated her like that before. For a moment, the only thing she could do was to shrink her hands, but I held on to them.

I didn’t know what to say, what could I say other than the simple, old-fashioned “I love you”?

But I said it anyway, gazing at her excitedly, nervously, and embarrassingly, and said, “Mai, I love you!”

Meiqi was so shy that her cheeks took on a fiery red color, and her head hung low. This young girl’s shyness made me even more excited, I should not say much now, I just use passionate action to show, I hold her hands in front of me, as if to worship on the altar of the holy relics, lowered his head and kissed down. She wanted to shrink away, but I was unwilling to give up, with dry and trembling lips kissed on the back of her white and tender hands, at the same time, I also found that her hands were trembling.

“Ah! Don’t do this,” Maggie begged in a low voice, “Jet! Please don’t…”

There was no one in the next room, Maggie’s aunt had gone to a mahjong game, but the two who had rented our living room for the ivory carving workshop were both master and apprentice working, so we spoke very quietly from beginning to end. As I kissed Miki’s hands, I said vaguely, “Mai, I love you! I want… to live with you!”

“Let go of me! Let go and talk.” She continued to beg me. I didn’t let go, but I stopped kissing her. She glanced at me and said, “You… are too impulsive, Jet!”

I said, “No! Mai, I’ve thought it over, and I love you! I’m going to express my feelings to you and let you know.”

I wrapped one arm around her waist, and she wrenched both hands out of my grasp, going to wrench my hand away, but my other hand, free, was back on her shoulder. The young girl’s shyness intensified, and she couldn’t think of anything else to do but let out a soft shushing breath.

“Mai, do you promise me?” I said anxiously, “I love you, do you love me?”

She still hung her head and flashed her waist to avoid it, and I pressed my body up, and she didn’t dare to squirm anymore when we were pressed together. The soft teenage breasts were pressed against my chest, and the level of in my heart increased considerably. I don’t dare to move, but the tip of my nose is already touching the soft hair on the top of her head, and I greedily sniff and inhale the fragrance of her.

But the worst thing that happened was that there were footsteps on the walkway, and Maggie looked up at me fearfully, and I let her go with a quick kiss on the forehead. She got out of the body, the room in front of the door is walking past the ivory master Lao Li, because the residents to enter the restroom, is necessary to pass through the door of my room. Without looking at me, Maggie kept her head down, gathered up the emergency supplies she had brought, and walked out of my house in silence. And, it was as if my soul had been taken away by her!

At dinner, Maggie was silent, and I felt embarrassed. Even Chee Niang was silent, I thought: Could it be that Meiqi had told her about it? Thinking of this, I was even more courageous to say a word.

Late that night, in the silence, I remembered the daytime scene of the heart-stopping, and finally could not hold back the heat of the heart, I wrote a long letter, for the first time with a book to Meiqi poured out my heart: I love her in this life and in this world!

The next day after dinner, while Maggie was washing dishes in the kitchen, I handed her the letter, and she still didn’t dare to look at me. She was still too shy to look at me. No wonder Maggie was an introvert, she didn’t answer the letter, but she didn’t react in a dissatisfied way either. That night, I wrote a second, more passionate love letter, detailing my love for her and how I felt about her in my heart, and I gave it to her in the same way. However, there was no reply, and I was desperate.

It was Christmas Day and I finally found the opportunity to question her.

I hadn’t been out of China for a few years, and since I wasn’t a religious person, Christmas didn’t have any special significance for me. But for Meiqi, it was a different story, because her school had seven or eight days of vacation in a row, and besides shopping and going to the theater with her classmates, she could also read literary novels at home, and she had said that she wanted to finish all three of Qiong Yao’s ‘Huanzhu Gege’ books in one go.

After lunch, Chee’s mom instructed Maggie to buy wallpaper and come back to frame the wall, because Chee’s mom had seen my room, and she liked my wallpaper so much that she told Maggie to go and buy the same style and come back to frame the wall, and of course, I immediately offered to help Maggie with this job.

After lunch Chee Ma went to the second snug to play cards, so Maggie and I had an extra chance to be alone. The living room’s ivory-working workshop had the TV on, which wasn’t very loud, but at least it covered our conversation from being overheard by their master and disciple.

“Mami, you’re annoyed with me, aren’t you?” I asked, suffering from a sense of humor.

She tore at the old wallpaper and said, “No.”

“Then why are you ignoring me?”

She couldn’t answer.

“You doubt my sincerity?”

She shook her head.

I was very happy in my heart, at least, I had gotten an answer: Maggie did not reject my love! I felt that I was the happiest person in the world. This bashful girl, shyly bowed her head, the blush on her cheeks was enough to compare with the evening sun, and this girl, will belong to me.

A little too happy for my own good, I tossed away the shredded paper in my hand and hiked up to Maggie’s shoulder. Today she was wearing a tight black t-shirt, which emphasized her slim and healthy physique. When I put my hand on her shoulder, she jerked her face sideways, a look of helpless panic flashing in her eyes. I quickly stepped forward to join her on the shoulder as she was at a loss for words.

“Mayumi, thank you…” My voice was trembling, but the words came from my heart. If I had any wealth, I would have given it all to her without a second thought, as a thank you for accepting my love.

Maggie’s head hung even lower, and the black collar of her dress revealed a section of her snow-white neck, which made people’s heartstrings vibrate. The scent of a young girl’s body penetrated my lungs, and I kissed her right there with excitement, and it was obvious to me that Maggie’s whole body was trembling.

“Ah… don’t…” she whispered.

I was so impulsive, almost out of instinct, that I circled her waist with my other hand, and as soon as Maggie turned around in surprise, we met eyes and cheeks. I could see a passionate glow flickering in Maggie’s gaze, and she only looked at me for a second, immediately closing her eyes. I stared at her plump lines and warm, soft cherry mouth and leapt to my feet. After hesitating for a moment, I finally, with a passion that was hard to resist, offered to give her an unforgettable shallow kiss.

People describe that when a man and a woman are kissing, both of them reach a level of nervousness, the feeling is similar to an electric shock, and that was what happened to me at that time, it was as if I received a slight electric shock, and my hands and hips quickly wrapped around her neck. At that moment, Maggie’s face turned as red as a ripe apple, she struggled with all her might and put her face aside.

I was refusing to let go of this opportunity; it was a moment I had dreamed of! However, I didn’t dare to be too wild, I anxiously pursued the kiss, but had to make my movements a bit more civilized. Maggie gasped and tilted her neck high to avoid it, and my burning lips imprinted just above her throat, sniffing wildly at her unforgettable scent as I did so.

“Ummm… Ummm…” Miki struggled a little, making hushed noises from her nose and squirming her body. My ugly male instincts were already on the rise, and I was so embarrassed that I tried my best to hunch over and not let them touch Maggie’s flawless white body. By the time she pushed me away, I knew that in my impulsive form I would not be able to stand up straight again, so I sat down on a chair and softly said to her, “Mayumi, forgive me…”

Maggie turned her back to me and nodded. My heart was so happy it was going to fly! That year’s Christmas was one I’ll never forget.

Waves of Desire (III)

The night after Christmas, Maggie and I went on our first date.

Going to the movies is the shortest way to start a date for couples in general. So, we went to see a ‘literary’

Movie.

We were two timid people who left home one after the other. After I had eaten my dinner, I went first to the theater to buy tickets, and waited at the entrance to the lobby of the theater; Maggie, after a light dressing, was as dignified as a schoolmistress who had just come out to teach.

We didn’t even dare to hold each other’s hands when we entered or left the theater, but after we left the theater, we went for a walk together on In-Law Road in Mid-Levels on Hong Kong Island. There, my hand gently encircled her waist.

“We can’t sneak around, Jet!” Maggie said, looking down at the gravel road below her feet, “I’ll have to ask my aunt about this.”

“She’ll say yes?” I couldn’t decide for a moment.

“She’s been good to you, otherwise, she wouldn’t have recognized you as her adopted son.”

“But that’s a different thing,” I said: “A righteous son and a niece-in-law, after all, are different.”

“She said you were a good young man, humane, and educated…”

Maggie’s words made my heart sing, my vanity, it seems, is no weaker than a woman’s mile!

“Are you really going to tell her?” I asked, pressing down on my excitement and giving her waist a light squeeze.

Maggie’s eyes slanted toward me for a moment, and  smiled with her lips and said, “She’s right, I’ve already asked her!”

“Ah!” I was a little surprised, but the surprise was so delightful. “That’s great! Mami, you’re such a very cute girl. How dare you hide it from me beforehand!”

“That way, you’ll be even more surprised!” She said a little shyly.

“How did you ask her? May-may.” I deliberately made fun of her: “You asked, Auntie, I want to get married, I want to marry my beloved brother in love, will you…”

“Oh! You’re laughing!” Maggie launched into a pout, cutting my words short and breaking away with a twist of her hips.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her tightly, our bodies pressed against each other so we could feel each other’s body heat.

The night wind blew over, people have a little chill, in-laws on both sides of the road, the trees have nodded to us to express congratulations; only the sky, the hook of the cold moon but shed a bleak silver light, it seems to be jealous of the two of us enthusiastic it! My heart was warm, under the cold moon, I felt great happiness and warmth.

In the days that followed, our dates became ‘open and shut’. We were so intoxicated with love that Cheyenne didn’t ask me about our affair, which was quite rare for someone of her age to have such an enlightened mind.

It was a new year, and after the vacation, both Maggie and I had to go back to school as usual. The English College evening school I attended had classes from 7:00 p.m. to 10:00 p.m., with a total of four sessions. It was neither an official school nor a formal school, and many of the students worked during the daytime, so they were all slightly older, and the average age of our class was nineteen, but I was already twenty-five that year.

One night, after class, I was just walking out of my classroom when a girl greeted me from behind.

“Hey! Paul!”

I turned around and saw that it was Annie, a female classmate. She was one of the three prettiest girls in the class, around eighteen or nineteen years old. I had been her classmate for nearly two years, and I knew that many of my classmates were pursuing her; those classmates said that she wouldn’t turn down a date with almost every boy, so people nicknamed her “Garbage Truck” behind her back – no matter good, bad, or moldy, she would take it all. She took the good, the bad, and the moldy.

“Annie, is that you?” I stopped and asked her, “What can I do for you?”

“Hey! Don’t be nervous!” Annie propped up her trendy glasses and her big, beautiful eyes, gazing at me through the lenses, made me feel like it was hard to resist her heat.

“Here, this is for you!” She shoved a ball of paper in her hand toward me, and I caught it blankly.

“Hee!” She smiled back and walked out. I suddenly felt a kind of nausea, I never dared to mess with this girl who was famously romantic, but she even took the initiative to mess with my head tonight. I was tempted to throw the ball of paper away, but on second thought, such an action would be too disrespectful for a young lady, so I had to pinch it.

When I arrived at the downstairs of the school, I walked past a cupboard in the dining room, and by the light of the window, I quickly opened the note in my hand, and saw a few lines on it: “You’re so lacking in courage, of all the twenty-nine boys in the class, twenty-five have already asked me out on a date. But you are one of the few, are you afraid of my refusal? The answer is: No!”

My face got a little hot. She’s making fun of me now.

“Hee!” There was a giggle ringing in my ears, and I looked back and sideways in surprise; it was Annie! I quickly put the paper ball away.

“You… follow me?” I asked naively.

Annie put a hand to her mouth, “You’re afraid of being followed?” She asked rhetorically.

“Annie, are you… are you bragging to me about your accomplishments? You said there were twenty-five…”

“That’s right!” She said, looking so proud, “Some people have spoken to me verbally, but more often they’ve written to ask me out; they’ve been smart enough to come back to school early and stuff their letters in my drawer. I have saved all their letters, do you want to take a look? It’s like a collection of love letters! It’s very interesting!” Annie laughed again and again, her full breasts tumbling inside her tight sweater.

I shook my head: “I don’t want to see it, and you shouldn’t publicize people’s letters! This is about personal privacy.” I said as I walked away.

“Oh! You blame me?” Anne said angrily, “So you are afraid to write to me because you are afraid that your letters will be seen by others?”

I showed a bitter smile: “I didn’t know you had this hobby, how would I know if you didn’t tell me? You can see that I am not afraid of anything.”

“That… you’re too arrogant! Paul!” She followed me, slowly walking alongside me. Annie’s words dripped with dissatisfaction and annoyance.

“Annie, we were good classmates and I was never afraid to be cocky with you.” I said lightly.

“So, can we be a couple of friends?” Annie asked me hopefully.

I looked at her, and when I came into contact with her warm gaze, all of a sudden, my heart was marring again.

“How can I refuse your kind offer?” I couldn’t stop myself from replying in this way.

“That’s good, Paul!” Anne’s voice was soft and feminine. “I wish I could learn to draw from you; I am very interested in drawing, do you know?”

I was shocked, “How did you know I could draw?”

“It was Arnie who told me, Arnie. Chen!”

“Is Arnie one of your suitors?”

“Don’t you think he belongs to that majority group?” Annie ate and laughed as she said it.

Arnie is the boy I talk to more, but he didn’t come back to school tonight; he writes advertising art for a theater and often can’t find the time to come to class because he has to stay up all night writing new movie posters.

“Well? Paul! Do you promise to take me as an initiate?” Annie asked.

“What am I afraid of? But Arnie is the real painter!”

“I like you a little more than I like Arnie, and at the same time you’re a lot more clean-cut than he is, so I’m going to learn from you!”

I was speechless, facing a passionate girl, I really felt a bit unable to hold on to my blood.

But then I remembered my Maggie, I warned myself: can not be double-minded, fell into Annie’s tender trap, and she can be an ordinary friend, but never involved in that ‘love’ word, otherwise, I am not too clean and ice clear Maggie.

“Paul, I want to add,” Anne knew that I was almost home, so she hurriedly said: “I said that twenty-five people have asked me to go out, but I only said yes to Asterix and James two people; the other people in the disappointment of the other people, they go around to make up rumors about me, saying that I am this and that. I was furious, but what was the point? I seem to be envied everywhere I go, and the rumors surround me at all times, so I wonder if you’ll believe them too?”

I saw a glint of excitement in her eyes. Annie, a beautiful girl, had been maligned by people, and had no way to complain of her grievances; how painful was her spirit? It gave me great sympathy for her; and at the time I could not think how she could have taken the initiative to write a note to me on the matter, since she was not so romantic.

“I don’t believe it,” I said with a sense of self-loathing: “Rumors stop at the wise, not everyone has ears instead of eyes, and you won’t be harmed. You should clarify everything with your own actions, which are more reliable and effective than a thousand or ten thousand words from you!”

“Thank you, Paul!” Annie said gratefully.

When I saw that I was approaching the street where I lived, I asked her, “Do you live in the neighborhood too?”

Annie gave me the address, which was only two blocks from my house.

“Hey!” Annie added, “When can I come to your house to learn how to paint? And what do I have to buy?”

I was secretly anxious to hear it.

“It won’t work, Annie!”

She looked at me in surprise.

“Why not? Didn’t you promise to teach me?”

“What I mean is that you cannot… inconveniently come to my house.” When I was in a hurry, I stammered a bit: “My house is so cramped that I can’t even… I can’t write in my room, so I have to borrow a place in the ivory workshop in the living room. You see, how can we take up so much space?” I was afraid that Anne’s touching the door would cause Miki’s displeasure, and I was forced to lie to dissuade her.

When Annie heard this, she laughed and said, “It doesn’t matter, just come to my house! Only to trouble you to walk two more blocks!”

“Is your home convenient?”

“Grace! We’re a family of four, dad, mom, my brother and me; dad takes up one house, mom and my brother one, and I have one of my own. I’ll go back and tell mom and dad first; they won’t object; they’re most encouraging of me to learn a little something useful!”

Things had to be decided that way, and she agreed to meet me at a coffee room tomorrow afternoon, where I would take her to a stationery store to buy paints and paper and pencils.

When I returned home, the ivory workshop had already closed and the apprentice had gone out to find his after work program and had not yet returned.

Meiqi’s room, however, was lit up, Chee Niang’s favorite is to play mahjong with some of the women next door, and often doesn’t come back until after twelve o’clock late at night, so I wonder if she didn’t go to open the table tonight? After I put down my books in my room, Maggie came in, holding a big apple in her hand.

“Are you still awake? Mami!” I called out. Since I didn’t know if Cheyenne was at home or not? I didn’t dare to use too intimate a name.

“I have a test tomorrow!” Miki smiled lightly and brought the apple to my mouth. “Here you go!”

I didn’t use my hand to pick it up, I just put my mouth down and nibbled on her hand, chewing on it as I said, “Mmmm! It’s so sweet and flavorful!”

At this point I realized that I had slipped up and asked her in a low voice, “Where is the godmother?”

Maggie thought it was funny to see me looking so sneaky. “See you? Auntie’s not here and you’re trying to act contrary!”

I laughed. “Not trying to be contrary, Mami, I just wanted to send this apple back to you.”

“I ate.”

“No, you’re just eating a normal apple, but this one is very special, it’s a forbidden fruit picked from the Garden of Eden, eat it!”

“Oh!” Maggie flew red. She was a standard ‘bookstore girl’ and was most familiar with stories like Adam, Eve, and the Garden of Eden, so she understood the implications as soon as she heard them.

I caught Maggie’s hand swiftly before she could slip away. “Come on, let’s make out!” I smiled lowly and kissed my way to her slightly reddened cheeks.

Maggie flashed her face to keep me from getting close, then, suddenly, shoved the apple in her hand toward my anxious mouth.

I looked away with a grunt, and Maggie giggled, slamming my hand away and slamming the apple in her hand onto the desk as she was about to run out of the room.

But, I had my hands and eyes wrapped around her waist.

“No, I haven’t kissed it yet!” I said, “I’m not going to be happy about it.”

She sighed and turned back around: “You’re such a difficult person… it’s a bit scary!”

I smiled lowly and couldn’t help but look at my body, ‘it’ hadn’t been angered enough to become ‘horrible’

The shape of the

“What are you afraid of? It’s not like I’m going to eat people!” I said, cupping her pretty face with my hands, and kissed her right on her two intoxicating red lips.

Our lips were glued together and our bodies were pressed together. I could feel the small of her back so soft and warm, and at the same time, felt a bounce in her breasts that pressed against me both freely and impulsively. And Maggie was closing her eyes tightly, and from her nostrils came sharp breaths that pawed at the tip of my nose, making me numb and itchy, practically tickling me to the core of my heart!

I was impulsive, and although I knew that excessive caressing would frighten her, I couldn’t help it. The hand on her shoulder, began to slide downward, and when I touched the underside of her shoulder blade, Maggie’s breath caught more sharply! But she did not refuse, nor did she struggle, as if she knew that this thing would come sooner or later, she believed that a man who was full of vigor, for a body full of youthful heat, could seldom be able to hold on, and she accepted my warm caresses silently.

My shaking hand finally touched the top of Maggie’s wonderful breasts, and I didn’t dare to push hard, just moved gently, letting each enthusiastic fingertip wipe over that area of hers. I could see the lids of her eyes fluttering again, she was so nervous, more so than I was!

Releasing her cherry lips, she and I gasped in unison, Maggie’s eyes opening two tiny slits to peek at me while I licked my lips in return.

“Ah… that’s nice! Mami…” I whispered in admiration.

Maggie caught my unruly hand and bent it behind my back, “Don’t be so wild,” she said, “don’t make me… afraid of you!”

“I love you! You mustn’t be afraid of me!” I said sharply.

Miki tugged at her sweater, trying to flatten it, and as she did so, her neck and the roots of her ears turned red as she whispered, “I love you too, Jet! But… this will have to wait until we are married in the future, so we can… you have to be patient…” There was a sultry look in her eyes.

Perhaps, my action just now is to make her panic, she is the first time in history to be touched by the opposite sex. I hung my head low in embarrassment and said, “I’m sorry, Mai! You have to forgive me for my reckless behavior this time.”

Meiqi covered her mouth and laughed: “It’s not like they’re scolding you, why do you look so sad?”

“Oh! You’re playful na!” I was moved to take her in my arms again. But she had learned her lesson this time, and as soon as my hand moved, she ran with a laugh and a shriek, and rolled away like a gust of wind.

And at that moment, the ivory apprentice, Shing, had whistled the door open and returned.

Seng would always come into my house before bedtime and chat with me for a while before going to bed… I couldn’t do anything else during this time…

Waves of Desire (IV)

Before I went to Annie’s appointment, I went an hour early to meet Arnie for coffee and to find out from him a little bit about Annie, the new hipster girl.

Like me, Yali also came from Tai Lu Art College, he from Shanghai Art College and I from Guangzhou. He applied two years earlier than I did, and joined an uncle who was a teacher here, who introduced him to a theater as a poster painter. Yali was a very bright person, and because we were in similar situations and shared the same interests, we became close friends after a month of acquaintance in the class.

“That Annie, huh! Is she hooking up with you?” Arnie raised his eyebrows and made a subtle smile, “Paul, you’re in for a real treat this time!”

I glared at him and said, “Hmph! You’re just trying to be mean! At least, your luck has come earlier than mine…”

Arnie rubbed his chin. “Oh… you’re making this up out of thin air!”

“I have a basis for that.” Following that, I told him all about what Anne had said about Arnie being the guy she had dated twice, with a smile on my lips and a smile on my face. As Arnie listened, his face grew redder and redder.

“What’s a date? She’s talking nonsense! She and I have only had tea and seen a movie together once; but this time she’s the one who asked you out, and I’m obviously no match for that.”

I recognized that Arnie didn’t seem to be telling lies, so I asked, “Arnie, what kind of person is Annie, as far as you know?”

“Her!” As soon as Arnie heard me mention her, he was overjoyed. “Passionate and exuberant, but sometimes so passionate that it’s overwhelming; she’s a typical Hong Kong girl who has a knack for dealing with men, but she’s not as romantic and open-minded as some people make her out to be, at least with me.”

I knew that Arnie liked Annie in his heart, and Arnie believed my explanation for telling him about Annie. As a matter of fact, Anne has the image of a passionate, romantic, and wildly beautiful woman in the eyes of many people, or else there wouldn’t be so many people pursuing her.

“You’re in love with her, Arnie!”

“You’re using the wrong word! I only rejoice, not love.”

“That’s a self-defeating statement, isn’t it?”

“You don’t believe me?” Arnie sighed and said, “I’ve never kept anything from you, Paul! We are all from another place to this society, the fence, have a home is the same as no home, we all have a kind of bitterness in the heart. My work you also know how annoying, sometimes the mood is too boring, I want to find a girlfriend to adjust a little; but, like Annie such a new wave of girls, with her to create a little romantic play can be, if further, like to talk about the future will live together, I would not dare to learn.”

I savored Arnie’s words, which were like a hot cup of coffee that was sweet when I drank it, but actually tasted a little bitter.

“Arnie,” I said with sympathy, looking at his loyal face, “I can’t believe I’ve aroused such sadness in you…”

“It’s not much of a sadness!” He laughed bitterly.

I also seemed to have a lot of complaints, I said: “Not really, not to mention the group of us who came out of the Mainland, even the native Hong Kong youths, because of the change of dynasty, everything is different from the past, where to go? What to do? There is nothing to do, they are all bitter and dissatisfied, we are all a lost generation!”

Arnie was also sober for a while, but suddenly he saw a bright light: “Paul, Annie asked you to teach her to draw, right?”

I feigned anger and said, “This is all your good introduction!”

“Ha! Looks like I’m the underdog!” Yali laughed: “At least I’m stuck at work, I don’t have as much free time as you do. To pursue a girl, you need to have a ‘free’ word!”

“Don’t get paranoid! Arnie, I promise I won’t ‘pry’ you off; and if I did have such a hard iron pen that I ‘pried’ Annie off, it wouldn’t be my fault, who asked you to make such a good introduction?”

“Paul, I’m going to make a date with you!” Arnie said fervently.

“May I hear it.”

“Well! I won’t have real feelings for her, that’s for sure, you can try to go after her as much as you want, but…”

He winked quite mysteriously and paused before whispering, “If you don’t want her as your wife, you’d better not be foolish enough to fall in love with her either.”

I laughed openly, “Thanks for the advice, I’ll follow it!”

But in my heart, I was thinking: I already have a smart, lovely, clean, pure and beautiful Maggie, why would I want to pursue a vain, romantic and wild Annie? I temporarily keep the secret that Maggie is my girlfriend, did not tell Yali, if I say it, Yali on my guarantee is more believe.

After my breakup with Arnie, I went to Annie’s appointment at another fancy restaurant. Anne was dressed in the latest fashion, black leather jacket, black leather skirt, black leather boots, white plush hat, white handbag, white embroidered wide-necked shirt, she looked like a fashion model, my half-new suit was like a beggar to a noble and generous princess compared to her.

“I’m sorry to make you wait for me! I’m so sorry…” Arnie and I were talking to each other, and it was past our appointment time, and she seemed to be particularly early, which seemed to violate the custom of Hong Kong girls to be late for appointments!

“Paul, I have good news for you, my parents are very happy that I’m taking painting lessons from you!” Annie told me with joy.

I suddenly felt that I was too shameful, Anne was serious about learning to paint, and I was attempting to use it to get close to her and create a little romantic experience, and in my mind I was blaming even Arnie for it, we were both not decent enough.

“It’s worth celebrating, Annie!” I said, “It’s just a pity that you’ve got the wrong person, a lowly character like me doesn’t deserve to be your teacher.”

“No! If you think you’re not qualified enough, that’s the same as mocking me for not being discerning enough either!” Anne  smiled lightly with her lips, those beautiful eyes traced with eyeliner gazing over, what a flirtatious demeanor!

Damn it! I was actually a little flustered, thinking that although Annie didn’t have that showy look that Maggie had, this flirtatious look of hers was even more appealing to me. So where did I put Maggie in my mind? I warned myself not to get carried away. However, Anne’s eyes, her lips, and the way she raised her hands and feet were all rich in feminine flavor, and an eighteen or nineteen year old wild beauty would certainly know more about flirtation than a seventeen year old innocent Maggie. Therefore, even though I used a great deal of stamina, it was as if I couldn’t brush away Annie’s temptation to me, and coupled with other people’s legends, I was aroused to a lot of reverie.

We left the restaurant with just drinks and a sandwich. At the checkout, Anne whispered, “I should have been allowed to buy Teacher tea, so let me be the host.” She slipped a bill under the table, but I didn’t take it.

“I’m just your volunteer teacher.” As I walked down the street, I laughed and said, “Because I’m not qualified to be a formal teacher of people yet, don’t make jokes at my expense and don’t call me a teacher!”

“Then I’ll still call you Paul!” Anne snuggled up to me in a rather intimate way; a whiff of perfume penetrated my lungs, and I was so shocked that I automatically and consciously kept a minimum distance from her.

At a bookstore, I helped her shop for easels, watercolors, drawing boards and charcoal and brushes.

“It seems to be missing miles of oil color!” Anne reminded me after the picking was done.

“There is no need to rush to buy,” I laughed: “You have to take it step by step, first learn to sketch, then sketch, then watercolor or oil.”

“But, I’m much more attracted to abstract paintings without going through so much of a process, I guess!”

“That’s the wrong idea, Anne, it’s not easy to paint abstract paintings, orthodox abstract paintings require a high level of sophistication, and those scribbles are just an insult to the art…”

Annie laughed at my seriousness and said, “Ah..! Ah… look at you! I’m just saying!”

I took Anne’s big bag out of the house for her, and she stopped a cab to take us both back to her house.

In front of Annie’s house, I was a little hesitant. “Annie, I’m just going to go up to your house?”

“Oh? Is there going to be a tuxedo?” Anne burst into another flowery smile. “Tell you what!

There won’t be anyone in my house at this time of day, my brother is not out of school, my dad is not out of work, and my mom has gone off to fight the Quad Cities, unless a bunch of them are fighting in my house.”

Anne’s house was really empty, but it was quite beautifully furnished, and very airy on one floor. Annie’s bedroom had a large window, and she had her painting supplies on the desk in front of the window. Except for Maggie and her aunt’s room, it was my first time to enter a girl’s bedroom, and I was really excited.

“Like music?” Anne asked, “How about a cup of hot tea and a song, and then you teach me to set up these painting utensils?”

“Thank you!” I sat down on a soft little sofa and watched as she peeled off her leather jacket, leaving only the narrow, semi-transparent white shirt that framed the curves of her furiously thriving bosoms, and I felt a lingering sensation in my heart again.

The feeling was growing and expanding involuntarily, I had to look away, but in my mind I was thinking: Anne’s body is so well-proportioned, and her breasts are so straight, it seems not to be a virgin, is she still a virgin?

Why am I thinking about this all the time? It was very disrespectful to Annie. I walked over and took a laser record and put it on the turntable, and the speakers played a lilting, lyrical music. Anne brought in hot tea, which I sipped as I helped her take the painting supplies out of the box and set them up.

“This book is for you to practice drawing and writing lines,” I instructed: “You have to keep drawing and writing, no matter straight lines, curved lines, curved lines, as soon as you have time, draw, draw until you are comfortable with it.”

I took a pencil and demonstrated it to her, and then told her to study again as she had done; and looking at her grades, I was quite satisfied.

“You’re smart, Annie, and you’ll improve fast!” I said.

Annie said happily, “I hope you’re right, I’m going to show Daddy and Mommy what I can do! I’ve learned tailoring, flower arranging, and grooming before, but I’ve never been good at any of them, and they seem to be discouraged by everything I do anymore.”

I looked at her with a smile, “So you’ve studied grooming, no wonder you walk so nicely!”

“You…” said Anne, blinking her cunning eyes, “are you watching my every move?”

I shrugged: “It’s human nature to love beauty! Don’t laugh at me.”

She still couldn’t help but smile, “Then from now on, I’ll have to pay special attention to myself so as not to give you a bad impression, right?”

Anne’s body to me to snuggle over, the smell of perfume into my nostrils, this time, she snuggled closer to me, my elbow was a soft object hot paste, which is her breasts! My mood is extremely contradictory, both want to dodge, but can not resist the ‘soft jade and warm fragrance’ of the temptation; if not dodge, I have a feeling of crime, complaining that I am sorry for Meiqi; finally, I give up resisting, but do not dare to move my elbow a little.

Anne said quietly, “Paul, what a beautiful melody, will you dance with me?”

“I’m… not very good at dancing.” I told the truth.

“Come on, it’s not like we’re going to a show.” She turned to me and lifted one palm.

Feeling that I shouldn’t let her down, I grabbed her hand. Anne pressed herself against me, her furious bosoms touching my chest, and she closed her eyes as the two of us moved slowly through the dance. That’s how passionate Annie is, and I remembered Arnie’s words, sometimes she’s so passionate you can’t get enough of her! I was not only overwhelmed now, but I was flattered!

Anne’s waist was petite, and my arm flicked around the head of the skirt of her short leather dress as my eyes looked squarely into her mesmerizing face. I was mesmerized by the thin light blue lids of her eyes and the thin line of eyeliner. Maggie had never worn makeup like this, and Annie’s outfit caused me a new excitement. I could see Annie’s plump, lined lips, half curled seductively as if waiting for a passionate kiss; should I kiss them?

No! I can’t!

Then, as if feeling disappointed, Annie laid her face on my shoulder. Maybe she thought this move was commonplace, and maybe she did it with quite a few of her boyfriends, but for me, it wasn’t! This action teased me, at the same time, because her breasts closer to me, even pressing me, so that I more clearly feel the elasticity and warmth of her peaks, which gives the blood of me how much of a tease? It is difficult to curb the strong physiological reaction, the blood chills, my body appeared in an embarrassing shape, I had to slightly bent over, so as not to let her find out.

However, there was no hiding the blush on my face, and Anne, being a sociable girl, could not hide my expression from her.

“Ah, your face is so hot!” She whispered in my ear, “Paul, is something wrong?”

I inclined my face to see her burning gaze. “No…” I said, “or maybe I’m wearing too many clothes, so… I’m a little hot, Yi Yi.”

“Yeah? You can take your shirt off, like I did. OK?”

I knew this was the moment of choice, I couldn’t stop myself from falling into her web of love if I stayed any longer, or at least, I couldn’t refuse her various ‘kindnesses’, I had to leave!

I looked at my watch and said, “Annie, I have to go.”

“Why? You are not working.” She seemed reluctant to let go of me.

I gently removed her hand. “I’ve got an appointment with Arnie, I promised I’d help him with a poster, there’s a new set of plays waiting to be staged and I need it done by tonight.”

She seemed to believe this reason, and disconcertingly released her hold on me; and I turned at once, with my back to her, and pretended to fiddle with my drawing-gear, for the sake of a part of my body that had been so excited, and my nerves so tense.

Annie put a hand gently on my shoulder, “Paul, I’d love to dance with you outside once in a while, we could go disco dancing, would you like that?”

“I like it,” I said, “but my impure footwork will make people laugh, and I’ll make a fool out of you!”

“Well! You’re already a good dancer! It’s just that…” she looked at me for a while before continuing, “it’s just that you’re too nervous!”

The words made my heart flutter… did she realize? How embarrassing!

“You’ll get used to it after a few more dances, Paul, I do like to dance, it’s just that I don’t… without a suitable partner.”

“I’m not your preferred partner…”

“But I think it’s very agreeable yet! Paul, will you come and teach me to draw every day?”

“I want to… every other day, okay?”

She smiled. “I don’t dare force the teacher, it’s just good to come every other day.”

Her brother happened to be out of school when I left her house, and Annie introduced us, while getting to know her parents came a few days later.

That’s how I started to teach Annie to draw. I went to her house every other day at noon, and when I went there, Maggie had already returned to school, so she didn’t know. Sometimes Annie’s mother was home, and if she wasn’t playing mah-jongg, she would always buy us some snacks for lunch or make us some cakes and sesame paste; sometimes when she wasn’t home, Annie would ask me to dance, but every time, I would only dance to one piece of music, and then I would ask her to practice her drawing. I didn’t dare to be too intimate with Annie, because my will was too weak; I knew this shortcoming of mine, so I had to try my best to avoid it.

I didn’t tell Maggie that I knew about teaching Annie to draw, I only said that I was helping Arnie write posters at the theater every day at noon, and Maggie was convinced. Meanwhile, after many months of ‘dating’, Maggie and I were making rapid progress in our relationship.

After the winter vacation, on New Year’s Day, Maggie and I went on a trip to the New Territories and the outlying islands. I brought a camera to take pictures of her, and used the self-timer with a tripod to take lots of ‘ga-doll’ photos of us making out. I also taught Maggie how to ride a bicycle, and she was so happy to learn how to do it in just one hour! Sometimes I rented a motorcycle (I have a driver’s license) and drove along the highway in the countryside with her on the back, and Maggie was so surprised and happy that she wrapped her arms tightly around my waist and pressed her warm,-soft breasts against my back. Marvelous! Marco Polo’s “Marco Polo” is the first time I’ve ever seen a Marco Polo in China!

It was a happy time when we were in love. Perhaps the heavens were jealous that we were so happy at the beginning, and created so many hardships to test and hinder us, but fortunately, Maggie and I were able to overcome them all… It was time for school to start again… Maggie was in the second semester of F.5, and I was only in F.4, and my curriculum only emphasized conversational and practical subjects. I have to try to make use of my free time during the day and study at home to keep up. We’re going back to school tomorrow, so we’ll have to wait for the weekend to have fun.

This night, Maggie and I went to see another first-run movie, and when we returned home, the Ivory Workshop was silent, and we were the only ones left alone on the entire floor. The Chee Niang had a ‘Chee Niang’ spirit for the Quadrangle, which was most fortunate for us.

Maggie changed into her pajamas in her room, and I invited her over to look at the photos we had taken. Maggie was wearing a short, peach-colored, flower-dotted nightgown, and underneath the legs were her full buttocks, which were very round and firm. I had caressed it before, and every time I caressed it, it made my heart itch. Although I do not have the courage to eat the forbidden fruit of the Garden of Eden, but I have not been so cowardly as to not dare to embrace her to the extent. In my mind: for a couple in love, hugging and kissing is a must! Caressing is also necessary! However, there should be a limit to this kind of caressing. I put my arms around Meiqi’s waist from behind, so that her back was leaning on me, and I leaned down my lips and kissed her fragrant neck.

I smelled a faint perfume, which she had put on to watch the opera with me. I had already smelled it during the theater and didn’t think anything of it, but now, when a man and a woman were alone, I smelled this fragrance and my heart was beating uncontrollably fast.

Maggie was still admiring our silhouettes one by one, while I was already feeling impatient to press my front body against her rounded buttocks, and slowly moved my hands from her waist to the top. I touched Maggie’s lowest ribs, her body moved a little, looking back at me.

Girls like to be half-hearted, and I would not be deterred by this ‘blank stare’, for my blood had begun to heat up, my bodily impulses were becoming clearer, and I would not be afraid if she rebuked me now.

Scolding, which sometimes contains the opposite meaning, at this stage is very different from the scolding at the beginning when I courted her. If she had scolded me then, I would have been heartbroken, I would have felt that life was no fun at all, and I would have hated women, saying that they were pests who caused people to die of lovesickness! But now, if she scolds me, I will be happy; if she beats me, I will be even more happy. For there is a famous saying, “The one who beats loves”! The harder the beating, the more passionate the love! Unless it’s a ‘murderous’ beating, I’m more than happy to be beaten and scolded by Meiqi!

This is not a ‘cheap man’ philosophy, but a farce in the comedy of male and female love, sometimes fooling around will make the feelings of men and women more delicate, so it is a ‘practical philosophy’, I should be ‘live and learn! I should learn from it and use it.

Maggie didn’t scold me this time, but when my curious hand, climbed up to her two ripe, pointy hemispheres, she waved her jade hand and gently slapped the back of my hand.

“Again!” She wasn’t scolding, but flirtatious in tone.

The beauty of the word ‘again’ was that it proved that I had stolen her two wonderful bunches of fruit more than once. My fingertips touched her soft female erogenous zones, as if a musician’s fingers were placed on the keys, and I couldn’t forbid them to flutter; at the same time, my aroused instincts, which had been made wanton by the circumstance, surreptitiously squeezed at the heterosexual carcass in front of it.

With my heartstrings twitching, I stretched my neck to kiss Maggie’s flushed cheeks. When she turned back, her soft cherry lips brushed against my mouth, and I let out a low grunt of pleasure as I hurriedly pursued the kiss. As she shrank her shoulders, my hands gently pulled her shoulder blades together, she turned around abruptly and let go of her hands, sending the photos crashing to the desktop and the floor…

Waves of Desire (V)

Neither of us had time to care, Maggie was in need of a kiss and she softened her entire body against me, tilting her face slightly to receive it.

I took her lips in a wild kiss, making her snort. I wrapped my arms around her so hard that her exquisite body was embedded in mine. At first, Maggie’s hands hung limply, but then, unable to resist my heat, she slowly climbed up my back to the back of my neck, and then, she too, pressed hard against me.

From the time I wooed Maggie, she had never reacted so passionately. The girl was originally shy, but when her arousal was stirred up by my recklessness, she finally abandoned her reserve. Both of our bodies shuddered, both of us flooded with love! I slurped, and she slurped; I stretched out the neck of my tongue, drilled it through her teeth, swirled it around in her mouth, and then retracted it; and immediately, she reached out with a tongue, and flirted with me in the same way.

Also, the part of me that was swelling and tingling a little was squeezing at her with urgency and a bit of trepidation, and she flinched at first, and then, secretly, she pressed back at me ‘in return’ style. I felt her full muscles, felt the warmth of the most mysterious region of her teenage body, much clearer and naturally much more impulsive than what I had felt that time on Anne.

This was the second stage of our passionate love affair, both of us no longer talked about ‘spiritual love’, it was just ‘platonic’ so-called spiritual love, but we were in the living reality, so we couldn’t get out of the ‘cliché’, we both longed for more passionate action. We are in a living reality, so we can’t get out of the ‘cliché’, and both of us are eager for more passionate action.

First of all, I no longer let go of Maggie’s tongue, taking it in and sucking on her fragrant saliva, I freed one hand and dug inside her nightgown; I probed up and crawled over her thin tank top, then lifted it up again along with the nightgown. But I didn’t dare roll it all the way up for fear of Maggie catching a cold, just enough to thrust my hand inside her bra and lift it up. Maggie’s body convulsed and she let out a short “Ah!” from the bottom of her throat.

Sound.

For the first time in my life, I touched the peak of a girl’s breast directly, it was so slippery,-soft and warm, and my heart seemed to be hanging in an autumn relocation, swinging, swinging! After Maggie screamed out, her arms around me strengthened, and she quickly retracted her tongue, her red face on my shoulder, gasping for breath.

I freed one of her breasts from her bra, the beauty of the peaks edging me out as I was still separated by her nightgown and undershirt, and we were so close together. However, with the touch of my fingertips, I explored the fact that the nipples on her tips were already hard and gained clear evidence that Maggie was passionate, and although she was introverted in nature, introversion was by no means the same as coldness!

With curiosity and restraint, I held her nipples between my fingers and gently rubbed her peaks; the tip of my tongue licked around her neck and ears, and her hands switched to embracing my waist. And the important parts, male and female, also began to gently roll and grind at this time, I grind, Maggie also grind, I will not feel that I am lustful, let alone think that she is naturally lewd, when you can’t help doing so yourself, you have lost the qualification of criticizing others. Even though you are a man and she is a woman, men and women, both have physical needs ah!

The allure of Maggie’s puckered mounds was too strong for me, and I had longed to touch them with my own hands, and now was a rare opportunity to do just that! I slid my other hand down past Maggie’s flat belly to the band of her rubberized pajama pants. I hesitated for a moment, finally warning myself that I couldn’t do it the same way as above, that it would be too revealing a touch.

I didn’t go directly to touch it, but instead, through two layers of cloth, I sent an affectionate greeting to this sacred virgin land of hers. I pressed my whole palm against it, and immediately, as if her whole body’s bones were loosening up, Maggie let out a little huff, shivered, and busily pulled away from my transgressing hand. Such a strong reaction only made me more and more uncontrollable, and a bad idea came into my head, but at that time, any man at that time, would not think that idea was bad.

I straddled one foot forward and nestled it between Maggie’s slightly parted jade legs, moving much faster as I touched softer, hotter female flesh, and with a flurry of movement from both my hands and feet, Maggie was pinned to the single bed behind me before she had a chance to brace herself for refusal.

“Oh! No…” Miki whimpered in a trembling voice. It was as if I was lying on a soft, warm piece of velvet, and I couldn’t let go of her because I was so enamored of the wonderful surroundings. So I sealed her mouth with my mouth, praying that Mrs. Kee and the apprentice, Shing, would not come home at this time so as not to break up the lovers, and at the same time, I used my powerful body to grind against Maggie.

I braced my feet on the floor, rocking my body hard to increase the friction between them, and stopped Maggie from crossing her legs as I ran my hands all over her slippery breasts.

The situation was thus tense, arousing and luscious, and coupled with Maggie’s struggling and whimpering, my heart jumped up into my throat and my blood boiled.

“Ai… you’re so… crazy… ai…” Miki hummed in a broken voice. My mouth was wide open and I was gasping for breath, unable to seal her moist and slippery lips any longer. My ears were tickled by her breath, and it tickled painfully. And underneath, Maggie like a snake like writhing, struggling, strange to death, if she wants, I will not hesitate to dedicate my life to her, only to ask for that one time has not been a real soul.

Both of us were wearing clothes, and there were four layers of cloth underneath, so if we were not on fire, this kind of ‘soul-sucking’ method would be a ridiculous ‘scratching the itch’! However, we are lovers with the same spiritual desire, when both of us are in the situation of unbearable desire, and in such a stimulating cheating environment, this ‘scratching the itch’ method is already enough to make people crazy at that time, wanting to die, and afterward have an endless aftertaste, admonishing the fruits back to sweetness.

It seems less than a minute, maybe a little more, my shaking makes a landslide, rivers pouring, just as Maggie anxiously pounded on my back, I suddenly felt a violent vibration of the heartstrings, and then the whole body was loose, the long pent-up hot liquid, in a strong, unbearable spasm, actually cracked the top and came out. I, surprisingly, couldn’t help but moan lowly, and headlessly cupped Maggie’s scalding hot face and kissed it, licking my tongue and saliva on her fragrant cheeks, nose and eye lids, and then I was soundly and exhaustingly paralyzed, and she was still.

The hot liquid cooled and stuck to my panties, and I didn’t feel bad about it; on the contrary, I was so happy that my whole body was so light that I would have liked to have a gale of wind to sweep me up into the vastness of space.

Maggie closed her eyes tightly, she wouldn’t understand my behavior just now; a man, suddenly becomes a beast losing his mind, and then suddenly gentle like a lamb, why is that? The girl would not understand.

By the time Maggie understood, it was after I whispered my apologies to her in a gentle kiss, and after explaining what had happened, she was still half-believing. Later, Maggie finally understood completely, however, at that time, our ‘tickling’ method, has been a great step forward, we are no longer through the clothes, only through a layer of the natural barrier of the girl. By that time, our relationship had become similar to that of a couple… After a few moments of panting, Maggie pushed me away from her, and when she saw that the front of my pants was wet, she hurriedly looked down at her own, where there was also a patch of water, and her face immediately turned red.

“Whew! I’m gonna change it, can’t let Auntie see it!” Said Maggie and ran back to her house. In my imagination, as Maggie washed these two pairs of her pants, she must have curiously studied the liquid, as well as nostalgically remembering the exciting scene tonight, and it must have caused her to blush.

Annie was making good progress in her drawing. She had a great talent for drawing and had the patience to learn, so she did so well. I bought some plaster casts for Annie and taught her to start sketching. We started with sketching and then sketching. Some of the plaster statues were from ancient Greek mythology, from Venus, the goddess of love, to Apollo, the god of the sun, some were half-bodied, some were full-bodied, and some were modern day statues of human beings.

The spring was half over, and Anne’s boudoir was full of her exercises, and even the walls of the parlor were hung with a few sketches I had worked on, one of which was her sketch. Her parents were quite favorably impressed with me, and one day invited me to dinner at their house.

That day I had used Arnie’s invitation to dinner as an excuse to go without Maggie and Cheyenne’s knowledge. I didn’t want to hide it from Maggie all the time, but subconsciously I thought it would be better not to tell her about my friendship with Annie. Especially Qiniang, a woman’s heart is relatively narrow, if the Qiniang nagging, a lot of suspicion, she will be in front of Meiqi say something gossip, then I will be too late to regret.

But am I even half ambitious for Annie? One’s conscience cannot be deceived. Although I do not dare to hold the heart of the leakage finger, but I always feel that and Annie such a beautiful and charming girl to deal with, indeed can satisfy my some kind of selfish desire, a kind of vanity.

Anne was always in the limelight wherever she went, and I felt honored to be with her at all times. Moreover, I never forgot what Arnie had said: Annie’s passionate behavior was sometimes too much for people to handle.

And the so-called ‘can’t get enough’ is actually the most popular way for men to say it. For example: Anne’s high and elastic enough peaks pressed into your body, you use ‘can not eat’ to describe. But in private, not only ‘can’t stand it’, but also is very ‘accepted’! Unless several girls want to collectively violence to you, the implementation of the turn to torture you, then the word ‘can not eat’, is really useful, as a positive interpretation, that is as fake ‘can not eat’, because there is no ability to eat!

Therefore, I have always been both afraid of getting too close to Annie, but also afraid of losing the opportunity to get close to her, this kind of mentality, exactly ‘suffering from loss’. What makes me feel uneasy is that Annie often threw herself into my arms, two people often skin to skin, my instinctive impulse can not be hidden, there are several times, Annie also secretly with eyes glancing to me there. And I often feel sorry: until now, I have not officially touched the beautiful flesh of Annie’s body, her naked body has never appeared in front of my eyes. Sometimes I felt comforted by the purity of our friendship, but most of the time I was anxious that my own selfish desires were not satisfied!

Until that day, on a warm, sunny afternoon, my friendship with Anne began to turn sour, and we went down a fork in the road…

It was an afternoon in March, and I went out after Maggie had returned to school and went up to Annie’s house. Annie was alone again, wearing a loose-fitting nightgown, her hair a little matted and languid as she came out to answer the door.

I sized her up. “What’s wrong? Annie!”

She shook her head. “It’s not sickness, don’t worry!” Her voice was also a little softer than usual: “I’m just a little tired!”

“Well, then, it’s good to stop one class for today, you shall have a good rest!”

“Please don’t go, you’re free anyway. Paul!” She looked a little more cheerful. “Will you stay with me for a while? I’ve been lying down for most of the day, and now I’d like to take a walk…”

“And go to the street? You’re not catching a cold, are you?” Concerned, I grabbed her hand and ran it over the back of her hand.

Annie laughed lowly: “What’s with the heat-seeking like that?” She caught my hand and brought it to her head. “It’s better to touch your forehead, huh? I don’t have a fever, do I?” She asked, looking up with comfort in her eyes.

“There’s no fever! Do you see cold?” I take my hand back, but she won’t let go.

“I’m not cold!” Annie said, shaking her head and pressing my palm against her cheek again. I felt a rush of warmth and an oddly nice numbness in my heart!

“Well! Paul!” She closed her eyes and murmured, “I’m always glad to see you. You see, I’m so much more energized than when I opened the door!”

At that moment her bright eyes gazed at me, and I was touched and had an uplifted feeling that Anne’s words held too much richness of emotion.

“I’ll put on a record for you,” I said, “and some relaxing music might take the edge off, don’t you think?”

“You… want to dance with me?” Annie asked with a smile.

She misunderstood me and thought I was looking for a chance to get close to her. I shook my head and said, “Totally just for you, Annie!”

She sat down on the arm of the couch beside me, her warm ass muscles next to my arm, and then she gently grabbed my hand and gently stroked it. “Paul, are you sure you don’t want to dance with me?”

I still shook my head. “Why do you ask? Annie, is it something else?”

“Well! I had a strange feeling when I was dancing with you.” Annie said quietly, gazing at me with her eyes, “It’s peaceful, satisfying, and comforting, and I wonder if you feel the same way I do?”

I smiled : “That’s true, you described it right, it’s peaceful and satisfying.”

“Great is the man who invented dance; music and dancing, and painting, my favorite!” Annie stood up holding my hand like an innocent little girl, humming a musical tune on her lips, and was about to dance again.

“No! No!” I said.

Annie stopped and looked at me for a moment, “Paul, I forbid you to go.”

“Why? It’s not like it’s ‘Staying on a rainy day’.”

“Paul, walk with me on the street… Right, don’t you know how to drive a motorcycle? I’d like you to take me for a ride! I’ve never been on a motorcycle before!”

Annie was so excited about it, how could I spoil her fun? Also, when I saw a pair of full breasts rising and falling dramatically inside her robe, I immediately associated them with what it would be like to have them pressed against my back, and I agreed to her suggestion, and Anne practically jumped up and down with pleasure!

“You’re so sweet, Paul!” Annie purred, surprising me with a kiss on the cheek.

While she was changing in her room, I couldn’t help but feel the places she’d kissed, and it was the first time Anne had kissed me, which made me a little flattered.

Half an hour later, we were on a rented motorcycle, driving out of the city and speeding along the suburban highway…

Anne was wearing a pair of white sailor pants, a pink shirt, a short black leather jacket, her hair tied back with a pink silk scarf, and a bright red motorcycle helmet, which was very ‘stylish’. I drove fast, and as soon as the car started moving Anne squealed, then wrapped her arms tightly around my waist and rested her face on my shoulder. I felt the pleasure of her bouncy breasts, tumbling and rubbing against my back as the car churned!

“Oh! How exciting!” Annie exclaimed, “Paul, you’re going so fast, it’s like a rocket!”

The sound of the wind whistling in both ears, and the backs of my ears being pampered by Anne’s warm breath at the same time, made my heart tickle and I laughed wildly as well.

“Next time I want you to teach me how to drive a motorcycle!” Annie said, “Driving it yourself is definitely more exciting than taking the rear end!”

“You’re not afraid of danger?”

“Not afraid! Not if you teach me!” Her whole front body was pressed against me, even my buttocks were pressed against her bulging front body, and when the motorcycle bounced on the uneven road surface, both sides were rubbed together. Although I had experienced this on Maggie’s body before, the pleasure of this scene was doubled with a new object and environment.

“Paul, can this car climb mountains?” After half an hour’s drive, Annie wanted a new thrill. “Climbing hills is more fun than flat roads, isn’t it?” She had always screamed at the top of her lungs, otherwise the howling wind would have swept her words away.

I also said in a loud voice: “This is not a climbing car, it can be dangerous.”

“You can slow it down a bit! I love how it keeps bumping, it’s so exciting!”

“Okay!”

Annie loved the bumps in the car, and that’s exactly what I wanted. The more it bumped, the more her uneven body would bring me indescribable pleasure, and why shouldn’t I? Turned into a fork in the road, in front of a winding towards the hillside, very narrow and steep trail, I reduce speed, motorcycle front end tilted up, a hard upward.

“Yikes! I’m going to slide down!” Anne shouted in surprise, and held on to me, her rounded thighs naturally clamped down on my legs from both sides, and the tops of her thighs were especially close to me, and I could feel her body heat and her heartbeat.

My blood was boiling in my heart, and there was a hot sensation under my belly, how could my flesh and blood resist such a strong temptation? I wondered if Annie was also feeling the excitement of her body rubbing against my back and the rest of our skin?

She kept screaming, exclaiming, and sometimes, humming in my ear like a moan. Due to a girl’s special physiology, if the car bumps too much and the car’s shock absorbers aren’t maintaining a high level of operation, she’ll have a hard time.

I asked her, “What’s wrong? You’re sorry you asked me to climb the mountain, aren’t you?”

“Umm… I didn’t say that!” Anne playfully, rubbed her warm lips against the back of my ear.

I closed the throttle and let the car slide forward for a flat stretch, then stopped.

“Let’s take a break!” I said, “Let’s get out of the car! There’s shade over there, and the car is too heavy to push through that little ditch.”

Annie didn’t want to leave: “Go for it! Paul, it’s like the movie with the flying cars.”

I laughed and said, “Do you want to die? I have not yet ‘Blackie’ flying over the Yellow River that first-class technology mile! It doesn’t matter if I die, I’m afraid you’ll become a lame beauty and I’ll become an ugly ghost with a messy face, that would be bad!”

Annie giggled at my comment and, clinging, withdrew her arms around my waist and slid her ass off the rear seat cushion. As I stepped off the frame and parked on the curb, Annie added, “Let me sit alone for once!”

“You can only sit like this, the car is too heavy you won’t be able to hold it, it will crush your jade legs.” I said as I grabbed the handles of the car.

Anne had to obey and dutifully rode up, majestically looking sideways this way and that, smiling on one side, her petite body leaning back slightly, making her bosoms appear even fuller. I peeked twice, and my heartstrings felt even more trembling.

Anne has had enough, then affectionately took my hand, across the small ditch to the shade of the trees to go. This hillside is far and near the wilderness is no one, once again silent, only in the middle of the singing birds; the hillside is full of pine trees, green and lovely, under the trees lay a thick layer of pine needles, as if a soft and comfortable carpet, people walk on it to feel the elasticity of it, as if to show that you must not let go of the enjoyment of the immediate.

“Ah! It’s beautiful!” Anne untied the silk scarf from her head and spread it over the thick pine needles. “Let’s sit down and rest!” She sat down, and my hand was taken by hers, and I couldn’t help but snuggle up against her. The sun was warming down, and the cool wind bracketed through, causing the ‘hush’ of the pine waves, and also transmitting her scent to my nostrils. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a delicious drag.

Anne looked at me: “What a beautiful view! Paul, I’m so happy, I don’t know where the sulkiness has just gone!”

“Any more sulking will be scared away from you la!” I laughed.

“No! I’m not a coward.” She pouted, “Paul, I found it exciting and fun all the way through, I wasn’t scared, believe it or not.”

“So, who keeps screaming in my ear?” I asked back in a teasing tone.

“Of course it’s me!” She blushed and laughed, “But I screamed because I felt happy! Believe it or not, after a few screams, the stuffiness is gone!”

I laughed and said, “Oh… oh… I’ve never heard that driving fast can cure you!”

Anne herself could not help it, and laughed as she took her fist and slapped me lightly on the back; I dodged and crawled over the pine needles, and she came after me, as if she were a puppy, and beat me as she crawled, and the laughter overflowed into the little pine grove.

Then I turned around in my excitement and Annie’s head just touched my nose. I yelped, and she yelped back, busy cupping my face to see. Four lines of sight made contact, with only so much as an inch or two between them, the tips of the two noses were nearly touching, and her moist, teasing red lips were wriggling slightly, as if they were slowly coming up to me. I stopped with her in that explosive moment, and I just wanted it to be an eternity, for her and I not to come any closer, and not to separate.

But in fact, the burning desire did not allow me to do so, and Annie seemed to be suffering from this invisible fire, so she first closed her eyes, which were glowing with a strange light, and then I heard her say in a low, trembling voice, “Paolo… Kiss… Me…”

What am I waiting for? Since I wanted this intimacy to last forever, how could I give up this fleeting opportunity? I moved my dry, cracked lips down to meet Anne’s hot ones in a tense situation of shared electric shocks, both of us frozen in a crawling position that made us seem like two four-legged creatures making love to each other, but this could not have produced a more ardent atmosphere, and I couldn’t control myself any longer as my hands went to grasp her arms, and Anne, letting out a low, sniffling sound, reached out to embrace me in the same way.

Finally, I pressed Anne down onto the thick pine-needle mattress, her ripe body bearing my entire weight and squirming. Our mutual lust was overwhelming, and I sucked her upper lip hungrily as I pressed one hand on each of her shoulders, and one hand on the warmth of her waistband.

At first I was able to keep my caresses limited, not daring to cross the line, however, Annie’s high breasts rolled endlessly under my chest, and the temptation was so strong that I had the strength of mind to stop a pair of hands from violating it? Wildly, my hands finally fished their way into the forbidden territory of manhood and climbed up Annie’s bulging breasts. Her short leather jacket was open, and though I was only stroking through her shirt and bra, I was already horny!

Anne gasped, one arm tightening around my neck, the other parting her fingers and digging them into my hair, stroking and scratching enthusiastically. I let go of her peach lips and retreated, laying my face on her breasts, rocking to grind against her; those two globes of curdled flesh made my blood run cold, my male instincts filling my hot blood.

Anne started to moan, so I reached down to rub her warm jade leg, my fingertips had all but lost control, they swept over her knee and moved upward to the area closest to the tight female parts.

Anne bit her lip and her body trembled, she was so nervous too, but she didn’t make a sound to stop it, and my lust grew so strong that my fingertips touched the top of her bulging jade leg.

“Yo!” I whimpered exuberantly, lifting my head and once again gagging her peach lips with my mouth. Anne’s jade legs were tightly pressed together, making the flesh under my fingers look even fuller, and it was so warm and soft that the thin pants didn’t stop me from feeling it, and I’d forgotten all about it!

“Ah… ah…” Anne’s throat also made a sound of pleasure, and then she skillfully reached for the tip of her tongue, which I didn’t hesitate to take, sucking on it greedily. Anne’s eyes flickered rapidly in shame and one palm had slid up to my chest, hastily lifting my wool sweater and pressing it directly against my rapidly beating heart. I could guess what she needed from her enthusiastic gestures, and I was hungry for her passionate action, so I pulled down the waistband of her sailor pants, and Anne huffed, and her hips lifted up for my convenience. She was cooperative, we were willing, and I knew we were about to experience a soul-crushing exchange of flesh and blood.

With a sharp gasp, I pulled down Anne’s sailor pants and pink panties, and as I did so sideways, I got a glimpse of the girl’s most mysterious place, a dark mass that almost took my breath away. Anne also made a move to remove her short leather jacket and blouse, revealing her snow-white bra, and then she backhanded behind her back… Lustful Waves of Love (VI)

With my syncopated lips, I pushed up Anne’s unhooked bra, touching her slippery breasts, and firm grains, the color before me a stunning rose-red, and Anne moaned again.

I took one of Anne’s little clits in my mouth, while my hand slid my pants down to my knees, releasing the extremely swollen part of me, and immediately after, I penetrated into the tightly joined crease of her legs; on the other hand, I wrenched Anne’s thighs, and when they parted slightly, I used my fingers to test her passion level first. Anne was already flooded, even her fuzzy hairs were already wet, she whimpered impatiently, and her hand came to me, I moved forward, letting her touch my hot part.

That one touch was enough to send me over the edge, and Anne opened her winks to get close enough to see it. I showed it to her, and she took one look at it and immediately sent it close to her vitals.

“Paul… Paul! I’ll give it to you!” Anne gasped out, “I’ll do it… willingly… we’ll be happy… please love me and make me happy!”

I kissed her pink cheek and asked urgently, “You really won’t regret it?”

“No!” Anne’s bright eyes shone brilliantly with a strange light, a light that not only seduced me, but also encouraged the lust that boiled in my chest, and I swooned and obliterated my senses. As Annie’s silky legs expanded even more, my body sank downward.

I touched her, and it was such a wonderful, soulful touch that I crouched my face even further down against Anne’s burning cheek. And I heard her breath, like a small blower, whistling, and I’m sure that Annie was a little more anxious than I was. And that’s when Anne’s arm, began to press harder against my shoulder blade, and I followed that momentum, penetrating her. Immediately, a mass of soft substance surrounded the strongest part of me, a softness that perhaps only the most tender velvet could compare to.

It was as if I had walked barefoot into a beautiful valley in the middle of a quiet moonlit night; there were valleys, streams and hot springs, and the streams were so slippery that I almost slipped a few times, but Anne gently held me up, and a sobbing voice came out of her nostrils: “Y… slow down…”

My heart was pounding wildly as I desperately tried to capture her bright red lips, and my hands searched toward the outlet of that creek.

I ran into a fiery mass, and the lava of a volcano, and those firm, strong, teenage jade legs, immediately and forcefully, clamped my hands firmly together.

My powerful life force was moving in and out of her tight, narrow valley, and the waves of passion were surging and ebbing in both our chests. Although I’d had experience sleeping with women before this, making love to Anne made me much more nervous and excited than ‘breaking the rules for the first time’.

Coupled with Annie’s fire-like passion, this luscious, floating, bouncy torso couldn’t stop moving and lurching under me, and my full-blooded passion was stirred to a boil for her, so that I almost suffocated when that soul-crushing ‘explosion’ was about to come.

Immediately afterward, Anne desperately tilted her cherry lips up high and vigorously gagged me, those jade legs bending inward, tightly, wrapping a pair of my calves around me. In those breathless seconds, the insides of both parties squirmed and shuddered violently, my male instincts leaping like a leaping frog, struggling, and finally, I exploded! We both rolled on the thick mattress made of pine needles, tumbling down the slightly sloping hillside.

After tending from splendor to flatness, we both lay a good dozen yards away from our disheveled pile of clothes. In that distance, several small, first-budding pine trees had also been overwhelmed, leaned over, and even demolished.

“Ah… Annie!” Seeing this scene and remembering the crazy situation we were in, I couldn’t help but whisper in her ear.

At that moment, Anne’s eyes were half-closed with a blush on her face. “B… Lo…” she replied breathlessly, but her arms were still wrapped around my neck, unwilling to let go. I had already withdrawn from her slippery valley, but I didn’t let go of her either. The tip of my nose, touching the base of her ear, the soft strands of her hair, hid half of my cheek.

“How nice! How crazy!” I whispered, “Annie, I’ll never forget this!”

Her red lips opened and closed, and her charming eyes flicked my way, and the feeling of the surfaced again with that glance of hers. “Paul! I’ll never forget it…” Anne said, while holding her hand on my cheek with such a gentle caress that I was touched. But at the same time, I suddenly remembered Miki in my mind.

“Annie!” I whispered to her in a contrite mood, “It’s my fault, I… will take responsibility for this.”

Anne stared at me in a daze, and her hand on my cheek froze, and then I saw her clear eyes flashing, and those two soft and brightly colored lips slowly came up and pressed themselves against mine in a gentle touch. At this point, I was trapped in an extremely passive state.

“Paul, I know your situation… quite well.” Anne made a low, but sexy sound, as if she had said it without even lifting her lips, “Neither of us is at fault, but rather, I feel that… I’m the one who has caused you harm.”

“Harmed me?” I blurted out as my mind reeled.

“Eh!” Anne looked at her eyes, and then, with a long sigh, as if she were full of thoughts.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked after her, kissing her flushed cheeks.

“I made you unfaithful to a girl! Paul, I know everything. Her name is Mai Mai, isn’t it?”

After she said that, she wrapped her arms around me as if she was afraid that I would suddenly escape.

My atrium convulsed, “You… really know everything!” I sighed.

Anne held me more firmly and tightly, and I could clearly feel her whole body trembling. Time seemed to stand in the way of this moment, and I felt both remorseful for my rashness and ashamed of my indecision… I don’t know how much time passed until I felt a cold chill on my face, and when I opened my eyes to see poor Annie, she had turned into a tearful figure.

It was Anne’s tears that sent a chill down my spine. What is this? It’s a monstrous love triangle! Whichever side I turn to, I will be called a shameful love cheat by the other side. Conflicts intertwined in my heart, thoughts raging, but I didn’t dare to move, even though I was nestled in my arms with such a wonderful, naked body.

“Pao… Lo…” It was Anne’s gentle voice that freed me from that awkward silence. Looking at her tearful face, I was like a criminal waiting for the judge’s decision.

Anne was surprisingly calm, but her voice was still full of emotion. “We Chinese are superstitious, I am even more superstitious,” she said, pressing her hand on my chest: “I believe in the saying ‘marriage is determined by heaven’. I met you too late in life, and only your Mei-mei is the best match for you, she is pure…”

I didn’t speak until then, interrupting her, “But, Annie, I’m not saying that because you’re not…”

She stopped me from continuing, her peach lips nudging at the slice of my lips with a light warp. “Paul, listen to me.”

I tamely shut my mouth.

Annie continued, “Consider this time a reminder of our friendship! This is something I will never forget.

Perhaps, you will think that I am not ashamed to do this, not what a lady would do. But I am satisfied, very satisfied! I don’t care if it lasts forever, I just care that I had it. Paul, I’ve already had you, I have no regrets, I don’t want to hear you say sorry again, understand?”

Oh, my God! What could I say? The only thing I could do was to kiss and caress her furiously. Anne was flopping and flopping like a fish out of water, and I didn’t know whether it was bitter or sweet when my instincts flared up again and I entered her enchanted city… Waves of Desire (VII)

After a few submissions to a newspaper’s comics section, the editor-in-chief asked me to meet him, and after a half-hour conversation, I became the paper’s featured artist.

At first, the treatment was very low, only a few comic strips were published every week, and the monthly fee was only a few hundred dollars. Gradually, however, the characters under my pen had a fixed shape, coupled with a rich imagination, and the ironic strokes on society, I gradually gained some ‘fame’, so other newspapers also began to ask me to write and draw. In the third month after the submission, a small newspaper even asked me to draw most of the novel’s illustrations. In addition to ‘honoring’ the editor of the supplement, this newspaper alone paid me nearly 6,000 yuan, and together with the cartooning fees from other newspapers and magazines, I had an income of nearly 10,000 yuan.

I was living on my own and my father sent me a monthly sum of money, which I deposited in the bank, except for the amount I had to apply, because Mei Mei and I were planning to get married in a year or two, after she graduated from secondary school. I bought a motorcycle by installment, a three-and-a-half horsepower ‘Honda’, which was a great ride and also convenient for my daily deliveries to the newspapers.

For remedial English, I was diligent, and I was able to meet with Anne every night during English College classes, except on Saturdays, Sundays, and other vacations. However, since that time in the grove, both of us, consciously or unconsciously, had kept as much polite distance as possible. Every Monday afternoon I still went to Anne’s house to teach her to write and draw, and because of the time constraints I was only able to spare two or three hours a week to do so; and Anne made the best use of that time for her studies, to which she devoted herself with great attention, and in which she made great progress.

But one day, Annie turned her passion for learning to paint on me.

There was no one else in Anne’s house that day, just her, and when I arrived, she answered the door holding a color palette.

“You’re so hardworking.” I complimented her.

“Paul, take a look,” said Anne, pointing to the easel, a subtle smile breeding on her face, “this landscape may be remembered by you, I only wrote it from my imagination.”

I walked slowly over to get a better look. A small hill with green grass, a path that meandered like a snake, a small stream with gurgling water, a small verdant pine tree, and a man and woman sitting side by side… ah! How could I not remember? With my heart pounding, my face heated up and I turned to look at her.

Anne was at my side, her right hand, holding the brush, gently around my waist, her slightly flushed face, just like a multi-colored rainbow, and her eyes, clear as water, were looking at me with affection, and I had an indescribable thrill.

“Remember? Paul.” Anne asked in a low voice.

“Of course I remember! You… draw so meticulously!” My voice was a bit agitated.

She suddenly hung her head. “It’s just that, these two… do you… do you think they should be drawn in any way?”

“What were they like then? If I had written about it, the female artist would have been ashamed of herself!” I said softly, “Anne, you… are… so infatuated…” After saying this, my throat seemed to choke.

I can’t begin to describe the sadness and sorrow I felt at that moment, and my hand went beyond my control and gently rested on her shoulder blade, so that Anne snuggled into my arms, and the paint board and brushes she was holding fell to the floor.

Immediately afterward, both our bodies turned half a turn and embraced face to face. This young girl’s passionate kiss soon dissolved me away; her wonderful lips and tongue made a part of my body inspired and erect; her soft abdomen, again, wriggled and rubbed me like a slow four-step dance; I hungrily sucked after the tip of her slippery tongue, and my hands crossed the track of friendship and climbed up to Anne’s soft and tender breasts.

At this point, my mind became even more, and my sanity began to annihilate… Inside Annie’s corn-colored overalls, the upper section was nothing, and I touched the round pellet, my fingertips shaking with excitement.

With a gentle twist, Anne moaned, her face tilting upward, that snowy, fragrant pink neck wiping against my lips, and I kissed her deeply, wantonly peeling back the buttons on her front and probing up into her unsuspecting sublime mountain.

Anne caressed me, too, more passionately and boldly than the last time. She pulled my shirt up, and her palms climbed up my back muscles and down my spine, sliding into my hollowed out spine, so that the flames of my heart were stoked even more!

By the time the fire of lust had consumed what was left of my sanity, I had hastily closed the door and collapsed onto the bed with a gasping Annie.

“Whew! How nice! I’m back to that day…” Annie whimpered as she stripped completely out of her overalls, down to a tiny pair of panties, and climbed into bed, “I’ve missed you so much! Paul, I miss you like crazy! You’re in my dreams every day, you’ve taken over my mind…”

Looking at the dark mass in the center of Anne’s flimsy boxers, I almost tore off my own clothes.

Finally I got my hands and knees out of what was left of a pair of panties, and I immediately pressed up against them, spreading my arms around the hot torso. The shoot-shaped peaks of my breasts changed shape under the pressure of my pecs; the sexy little pellets, as if they would roll, drew me into a frenzy! Truly, I was turning into an erotomaniac in the face of such a wonderfully naked body as Anne’s.

We were both engaged in a verbal exchange when her hand touched my hard-on. My whole body trembled, and I only heard Anne’s exclamation: “Yo… Paul! I love you! I love you so much!”

I straightened my back, I let her tighten her grip, my strong and courageous instincts were in full effect and Anne was going to have to use both hands to catch it.

I whispered in her ear, “Did you get a good look at it? I want to see yours too!”

Anne’s whole face turned bright red, glared at me, and turned over to turn her back on me. With a smirk in my mouth, I felt for the rubbery band under her belly and dragged it down. The two snow-white half-globes gradually widened in front of my eyes, and then, with a shift of her hips, the little pink panties were down to her knees. Anne hastily ambled down to hide the lush beauty of her front, so that the dazzling white patter and plump ass muscles shrugged even more exaggeratedly.

I crawled over to her and turned her body to me, and I crawled backwards towards her legs again, and at the same time made a move to strip the last of my own fabric away, and I let the life force of my erections dazzle her, delivering them to her eyes until my face also touched her ivory-colored jade legs.

The scene before me was as Anne had painted it on her canvas, with its hillsides, its woods, and its little streams of running water, but the colors and the reality were more intense than the picture!

Unable to resist the impulse of fire, I pounced on Anne’s teal buttocks and kneaded them vigorously with my hands, only to see her calves fluttering and fluttering, and a moan-like giggle escaping from the bottom of her throat. The scent of the young girl was so peculiar, with its orchid-like odor, that I was intrigued and stimulated; I had a strong need to offer her the consolation of my service, in addition to the formal touch!

Vigorously, I turned her torso over, and the dark shadow was immediately enveloped in my hot cheeks; I sniffed furiously, even licking with my tongue and sucking with my mouth, looking so greedy. And Anne, by this time, seized a part of my strength, and kissed it with her hot lips. I kissed hers, too; I wanted to familiarize myself with the land that made me happy, rich and moist.

The tip of my nose and lips touched those soft filaments, my nostrils sniffed and inhaled that wonderful ethereal aroma, my tongue tasted the sticky, slippery liquid, and my fingers, too, tested Anne’s secretive, tender flesh, and her body wriggled violently.

“Oh… oh…” Anne whimpered anxiously and embarrassedly, “Paul… love me… don’t do this… ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…”

Every single sound was a warble, and every twist of Anne’s body was too much for me to hold down, as my fiery life force continued to slide against her lips. Suddenly, I was surrounded by a cloud of heat, and she couldn’t make a sound, in fact she couldn’t make another sound, and Anne was in a hurry, she had swallowed me whole!

That soul-stirring juxtaposition was so forgettable, a mouth as soft as a calyx and as warm as a hot spring, coupled with Anne’s soft tongue, moving gaze, loose dancing hair, and writhing nude body, was enough to create a quick, searing orgasm for me, but I was too afraid to be so reckless, I couldn’t explode in her mouth and taint her passion.

“Annie!” I screamed urgently, “Let’s make love… for real… let me love you!”

Leaving Anne’s erotically charged mouth, I extricated myself to see my own powerful and bright red mark, and to see her mixed body emitting a tantalizing light peachy-red hue that floated over her snow-white flesh; a thin bead of perspiration wrapped around her entire body. Annie needed me, and I needed her more! The two of us were busy being one, and we were wildly colliding with each other, and in that compact little world, I deeply appreciated the soulfulness of male-female love, and how a girl can use her charms to thwart a man’s sharpness, to make him dissolve and crumble.

This slender waist, rhythmic like a dance to meet up, the steaming caldera is like a condom, the most sensitive part of me in the lasso; and Anne’s depths, all the way to her most secret place, seems to be like a wave of undulation; the end of the cavity, like a baby’s greedy mouth, gentle and meat tightly sucking and slurping.

It was enough to make me nervous, and it was one of those things that the more nervous you are, the less control you have. When Anne took my hand and pressed it hard against her left peak, signaling me to rub it for her, her whimpers, her winks, her bursts of pleasure, sped up my jets!

I jumped inside her and began to explode. Anne closed her eyes and took my lips in her mouth, sucking desperately, her coils twisting and wiping like a millstone, and the mound of my belly was especially hot from the wiping of her grave.

Then those seconds passed in a flash and I was paralyzed. Anne also stopped moving in a daze, but she still kept her arms around my neck. Was this loving girl satisfied? I didn’t know… but, at least, I knew she loved me.

This kind of fervent love is a blessing for other men, a ‘blessing’ that men can only dream of, but for me, it was a ‘love poison’ that I couldn’t take. However, I was already in deep trouble…

(Continued)