Peach Lover

Tasted for the very first time.

 

Remember, if anything happens to me...Don't blame anyone, because it was my own decision.

 

I felt like a young girl sent to serve a wealthy "sugar daddy.” 

 

Everything seemed chaotic after I gave them my nickname and the room number I wanted to go to.

 

"Uh...my name is 'Po'. I need to go up to room...1403."

 

The condo receptionist seemed quite startled when she heard the room number. She quickly used a nearby phone to call someone else. A short while later, a man in a suit, who looked more distinguished than the others, walked in.

 

“Mr Po, right?”

 

"Yes...yes."

 

“Follow me.”

 

I followed him obediently, despite being incredibly nervous and having countless questions swirling in my mind. I chose to remain silent, knowing that asking anything wouldn't get me everything I wanted.

 

Keep this a secret.

 

The message in a special email I received a few days ago clearly states that I need to adhere strictly to your rules, Peach Lover; otherwise, neither of us can work together.

 

Yes, that's right. After sending my application with a photo, as per the details Peach Lover provided in the video description, I received a reply email just two days later, clearly stating that I was their first choice.

 

My infatuation with him is driving me almost insane! Just the fact that he said he ‘wanted me’ has kept me sleepless and unable to eat for days, counting down until Peach Lover's scheduled meeting.

 

Damn it! Thinking about it still makes me laugh, because someone like me hardly ever feels like that, standing in front of the mirror for hours choosing an outfit for a ‘blind date.’

 

This is like what people go through on their first date, right? But this isn't a blind date, is it? There won't be any conversation at all. He may walk up to me, tell me to take off my clothes, and spin me around before deciding whether I should stay or go.

 

I want to stay. I want him to choose me. All the effort I've put into taking such good care of myself over the past few days has made me look even better than in the photos I sent.

 

Ding!

The special elevator, which can only be used to press the '13th' floor button, emits a warning sound when the cabin arrives at its destination.

 

My keen observation skills led me to suspect that room 1403 might not actually exist, but was merely a "secret code" known to all the staff at this luxury condominium. They knew that if someone heard the code, they would be escorted to a specific room.

 

“Please come, Mr Po.”

 

The staff member who guided me to this floor helped open the door to my room, while I remained stunned... as the 13th floor, which should have contained many rooms, turned out to be a short hallway leading to a single large door.

 

'13'

 

The room number above the open door clearly confirmed my suspicion that the code 1403 was correct.

 

When I regained my composure and stepped into the room, I realised the entire floor had been transformed into a luxurious and expensive penthouse.

 

There's no need to ask about the price; I know someone like me can't afford it. My father, however, might be able to, though he might need to buy several rooms to accommodate his wife and children.

 

“Please come this way.”

 

A voice from the man in the suit, inviting me to follow him, distracted me from thinking about my father. Not knowing where we were going, I felt like I'd have to follow him all day.

 

"Please have a seat and wait in this room, Mr Po."

 

"Um...where should I wait?"

 

But then, unexpectedly, we arrived at our destination. I was completely bewildered when the other person told me to sit down, because the only thing in the room was a large bed; there wasn't a single chair.

 

“On the bed.”

 

"Ba...on the bed?!"

 

“Yes, on the bed.”

 

The other person seemed completely oblivious, despite my apparent surprise at hearing where I was told to wait. He bowed slightly before preparing to leave the room.

 

“Wait a minute.”

 

"Yes?"

 

"Um...may I ask you something?"

 

At least it's good to have some peace of mind.

 

"Yes, but I can't promise that I'll be able to answer that."

 

Of course, especially when it comes to his boss, it would be difficult to get any answers.

 

"Um...is your boss...kind?"

 

Even though it sounded like a stupid question, I stubbornly insisted on asking. I couldn't help but want to know, at least to find out what I would encounter.

 

"It's better to let Mr Po decide."

 

He can't answer. Well, I expected that anyway, so I let the man in the suit walk away without trying to stop him.

 

The whole room fell silent. I walked to the end of the bed and sat down as the delivery person had instructed, then looked around aimlessly, not knowing what to do while waiting for ‘someone else’ to arrive.

 

"Hello."

 

Then, not long after, my heart skipped a beat when a very familiar male voice greeted me from the doorway. It was so startling that I, who was sitting on the bed, jumped up in surprise!

 

“Hello.”

 

My clearly nervous greeting seemed to elicit laughter from the newcomer, who was standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the doorframe.

 

However, I couldn't see his full face because, at that moment, the sound of the desired laughter came from a man wearing a plain black mask that covered his eyes.

 

Seeing only half his face doesn't let me guess his identity. I didn't expect Peach Lover to play this game, but then again... this is just a blind date. I might not pass the audition. So it's too early for me to know who he is or what he really looks like.

 

“What are you thinking?”

 

"I was thinking...you have an amazing figure."

 

I answered truthfully, because my eyes continued to scrutinise his physique—his upper body covered by a fine white shirt, and his lower body... clinging tightly to clean, cream coloured trousers.

 

Upon hearing the straightforward answer, the person burst into laughter, muttering softly, "I like it," and then took long strides towards me.

 

"Yes...you!"

 

I let out a scream when he lunged at me at close range!

 

In a state of shock, I stumbled backwards and fell back onto the bed, finding myself in a submissive position to the man in front of me. 

 

The closer I got and the more I saw just how enormous Peach Lover was, the more I felt like a tiny animal shrinking in fear.

 

“Is your name Po?”

 

“Yes, my name is Po.”

 

"Are you sure you want to become my new crop?"

 

"I'm...confident."

 

Although my voice was still a little shaky from panic, if I hadn't been sure about filming, I wouldn't have invested the time and effort in travelling here.

 

"Why? You're good-looking. Don't you think about trying something else?"

 

"Me? Good-looking?" I asked him back, raising my hand to touch my face. "No one has ever told me I'm handsome before."

 

“That's right.”

 

Oh, we were complimenting each other on how good-looking we are!

 

"How can people say you're handsome when your face is so sweet?"

 

I was speechless when I received the unexpected compliment, especially when it

came from his mouth, in a tone that sounded genuinely pleased. It sent shivers down my spine.

 

"But if you're going to work with me, you have to show your face on camera. Are you sure you're okay with that?"

 

"Okay"

 

"Why did you reply so quickly? Think carefully before you answer."

 

Is he... scolding me?

 

"Well, I've thought it through."

 

How else could I answer?

 

"You're a really strange person."

 

Yes, yes, that's it...strange person. That's probably the best way to describe me. Other people might have a lot to think about, weighing the risks before making a decision. But for me, I live my life based on the principle that... I have nothing to lose.

 

The mother I love the most is not in this world, and you can earn money from what you love. And today, I even got to stand in front of the man from the porn videos I'm obsessed with and fantasise about. So what else is there to think about besides letting life unfold as I choose?

 

Peach Lover moved a little closer to me. Seeing that I still insisted on willingly revealing my face in the video, he left with one final sentence...

 

"In that case, I'll have to try a little bit of you to help me make my decision."

 

That made my heart race!

 

The backpack I was carrying was tossed into a corner of the room before a large, burly figure lunged forward and pinned me down, making me feel like I was trapped by a huge, ferocious wild animal, like a desperate person.

 

"Uh-huh."

 

I intended to tell him some truths, but it was too late when Peach Lover pressed a kiss onto my lips, causing my mind to go blank, thinking of nothing but the countless sensations imprinted upon me!

 

My whole body felt like it was being controlled by someone other than myself, because no matter where the other's thick hands groped, all I could do was writhe and sway aimlessly, without knowing which way to go.

 

"Sensitive Green"

 

I'm not sure what made the big guy straddling me say that, but if it meant me arching my back in response to his fingertips stroking from my chest to my navel, then yeah, I'm incredibly sensitive!

 

"W-wait a minute."

 

He's probably the type who doesn't know how to listen. I couldn't help but cry out in protest when he tried to pull off my pants after he had already unbuttoned his own shirt completely, and of course, he continued doing so without saying a word.

 

“Yes...you!”

 

Everything happened so fast. I thought it would all end with him removing the clothes covering my lower body, but it wasn't just that.  He continued by using both of his thick hands to lift my waist while burying his face in the "groove" on the back that is lower than the genitals.

 

"Ah...no...ah..."

 

I was cursing and thrashing around incoherently! The thrilling sensations that Peach Lover gave me almost left me breathless!

 

I hate that I've fallen in love with that touch, a touch of agonising and insatiable desire! Part of me wants it to stop, yet another part wants him to keep thrusting his hot tongue until I suffocate!

 

“Do you like it?”

 

He pulled his face away to ask with a smile.

 

"I...I like it."

 

But I answered weakly, feeling as if my whole body was so weak and exhausted that it was difficult to escape or leave. He released his arms that were supporting my waist before moving to press his strong abdomen back against my slender body.

 

“Let me in.”

 

"Yes...Yes."

 

What could I refuse? I barely had the strength to move.

 

Upon hearing permission, Peach Lover buried his masked face in the crook of my neck, using one hand to embrace me from beneath his body tightly, locking me in place while he proceeded… to pave the way.

 

“Ah...”

 

I began to feel another hand slowly, its fingertips tracing the deep groove of my back, still wet from the caresses moments before. The difficult attempt to insert his strong fingers made me thrash around again, but because I was held tightly, I couldn't move. I had to wait until he was satisfied with his actions.

 

"Sir, I...I'm in pain..."

 

"Bear with it; it's very tight."

 

The whispers from the face still nestled in the crook of my neck eased my fear. I tried to endure the pain and terror I was experiencing, but it seemed that no matter how much time I spent, his efforts would be in vain.

 

"Why is it so hard to get in? It's been a while since you've had anything like this, Po."

 

"It came out," he began jokingly, before moving to open the bedside table drawer to

retrieve what appeared to be a brand of "lubricant."

 

"Actually... I've never been intimate with anyone." I replied with a chuckle, "That's why Peach Lover can't easily get his fingers inside."

 

“What?!”

 

Instead of my honesty telling him what to do, the other person, who was about to open the lubricant jar, froze and cried out in a panicked voice, causing even me, who was lying down, to sit up and look at him in surprise.

 

“Is there something wrong?”

 

"I...I didn't know you were still a virgin?!"

 

Having said that, he put down the lubricant in his hand. The look in his eyes, not obscured by the mask, clearly showed he was shocked by the truth I had just told him.

 

Suddenly, he pulled back, making a move as if to get off the bed, not wanting to continue what they had started.

 

“Wait a minute!”

 

But I didn't want that to happen. I didn't want him to distance himself from me, so I tried to hold him back.

 

But...!

 

I missed Peach Lover's shoulder, my closest target, when he lost his balance due to the sagging bed. Instead, I managed to grab a black mask used to conceal a face!

 

"Hey!"

 

He turned back to me with an even more shocked expression. This lets me see his full face! Wow...the full face of Peach Lover, the one I've been imagining for so many years, is actually...!

 

"Sasom?!"