The female teacher's lust

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My surname is Zhang, and my
given name is Xiuqin. When I was little, my parents called me Aqin. My mother's surname
is Bi, and her given name is Meishi. My father and Uncle Yang both called her Meishi. Uncle Yang, of course, is surnamed Yang. My father and mother both called him Xingsan (third son), so I guess his name was Xingsan?
In my memory, Uncle Yang was a frequent visitor to our home. My father said that he and Uncle Yang were sworn brothers. They struggled together in their early years, and their friendship was very close. Because Uncle Yang remained single,
he would come to our house whenever he had free time, and we were all very familiar with each other. He did take good care of my mother and me, often bringing us bags and bags of things from outside. If my mother said, "We don't lack anything at home! Why are you being so polite, Xingsan? You'll have to get married someday! Save some money!"
Uncle Yang would definitely say, "Meishi, you're worrying more than the emperor! It's not meant to be! Why keep mentioning such a small token?"
My mother couldn't argue with him and always gave in.
The year I graduated from junior high school, my father lost his life in a plane crash. My mother, feeling helpless, decided to take me to live with Uncle Yang.
She specifically told me, "You must be obedient from now on!"
"Yes, Mom, I will be obedient."
Soon after, my mother helped me transfer schools and then went north to live with Uncle Yang. By then, I was in the first semester of my third year of junior high school, graduation was approaching.
My grades had never been very good; the educational level in Taipei was indeed higher than in most schools in the south. Having never been a diligent student, my performance in Taipei was even more disappointing.
I remember that in the plane crash, five people died—all of them. I heard that the fog was very thick at the time, and the plane crashed into a mountain at high speed, resulting in the fuselage being completely destroyed. All the passengers were naturally mutilated, so the investigators had to collect all the bodies—or rather, the body parts—and place them at the municipal funeral home for unified "naturalization" at a later date.
It wasn't until the eighth day in Taipei that my father was finally laid to rest.
The house was usually quiet. I had no siblings, and the pain of losing my father made me feel even more lonely.
That night, I was very tired. My mother told me to go to bed first, so I went to my room and fell asleep immediately.
Halfway through my sleep, perhaps because I was thirsty, and also because I hadn't been able to concentrate for days, I woke up.
I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall back asleep. Then I heard whispers coming from the living room; it was my mother talking to Uncle Yang. Out of curiosity, I went to the crack in the door and peeked into the living room. My mother and Uncle Yang were sitting very close together.
So, out of curiosity, I squatted down and eavesdropped on their conversation.
"Oh dear! Meishi, we'll have to let her know about our affair sooner or later. We can't keep it a secret forever!"
"That's true, but that deadbeat just passed away today. We'll have to wait a while before we can talk about it!"
Uncle Yang said impatiently. "Alright, let's not talk about that for now. Come on! Let's go to my room!"
Uncle Yang said, standing up to take Mom's hand, but Mom didn't want to move. She said, "Just here. If Aqin wakes up, at least I won't be in your room."
Uncle Yang had no choice but to say, "Alright."
So he pulled Mom into his arms, and the two kissed deeply.
After a while, they separated and quickly removed their clothes. Mom's fair and delicate skin was revealed. Uncle Yang hugged Mom tighter and kissed her passionately, his hands caressing her body. Mom gasped, "Xingsan, stop! I can't take your caresses like this!"
"What, getting horny?" Uncle Yang chuckled.
So he carried Mom to the sofa and laid her down, embracing her there. This scene filled me with immense shame, yet also a strange thrill.
Uncle Yang's member was something I'd never seen before—thick, dark, and long, standing erect, making me shudder.
He pressed it against Mom's vulva, thrusting forcefully until it was fully inside, then pulling out and pushing it in again. It looked grotesque, but I couldn't bear to watch.
Moans escaped Mom's lips, sounding like illness but without pain:
"Ah…ah…ah…ah…um…"
"Is it good?" Uncle Yang asked, feigning smugness.
"Oh…so…so good…hum…hum…I haven't…tasted this feeling in so long…it's wonderful…"
He thrust in and out relentlessly, moving rapidly. Mom writhed her hips, responding to his thrusts.
Uncle Yang's thrusts grew increasingly vigorous, and Mom's vagina overflowed with fluid. Mom clung tightly to him, panting and moaning, "Ah...so beautiful...so beautiful...hmm...hmm...it's killing me...thrust harder...faster...harder..."
Hearing this, Uncle Yang thrust even more frantically, streams of fluid flowing onto the sofa. Between thrusts, Uncle Yang asked, "Is it beautiful...you slut...how...is my thing...better...than your deadbeat...husband...?"
"Ah...you're...much better than him...you're my...dear husband...my good lover...you'll never leave me...hmm...hmm..."
Uncle Yang, even more pleased with himself, fucked her harder, driving Mom to the brink of ecstasy. Her breasts swayed incessantly, her white flesh trembling.
I watched for a while, feeling my face flush and my heart race. Something seemed to be flowing from my genitals; I touched it, and it was wet.
So I quickly went back to my room, covered myself with the blanket, and tried to stop looking at them, hoping to fall asleep quickly.
But the scene in the living room kept replaying in my mind, especially Uncle Yang's body—it was truly astonishing.
I don't know how much time passed, or how I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already the next day. I quickly ate breakfast and went to school.
Even in class, the scene from last night kept replaying in my mind, haunting me. I didn't know what to do.
It wasn't until my Chinese teacher, Mr. Wang, called my name that I suddenly jumped up, flustered, not knowing why the teacher had called me. Suddenly, there was a commotion; class was over. When I got home, it was quiet and empty.
I put my schoolbag on the bed and lay down. The events of last night replayed in my mind, and I felt a sense of unease, but I didn't know why.
I thought, why not take advantage of the fact that no one is home and go check on Uncle Yang's room?
So I secretly went into his room. The bed, desk, chair, and wardrobe were relatively tidy. I opened the desk drawer and saw a jumble of toilet paper, cigarette boxes, and other miscellaneous items scattered on the surface.
I casually moved some things around and found a few books under the toilet paper. Flipping them open, I discovered they were erotic novels, quite enticing indeed!
Flipping further, oh my! There were also color photographs, all of them featuring two people, exactly the same as what I'd seen last night.
The photos showed foreigners, eight in total, in various shapes and sizes, some white, some black. The black man was truly terrifying, looking like a gorilla, and his penis was particularly large.
The white woman was pretty, with a good figure, but her posture was anything but elegant, her legs raised high.
The black man and the white woman together made the contrast between them stark. After looking at all eight photos, I flipped through them a few more times. The stories in the books described romantic relationships, very tempting, and I wanted to continue reading, but I was worried about them returning.
Reluctantly, I put the books back. Back in my room, sure enough, Mom returned shortly after.
Then Uncle Yang came back too. After dinner, Mom said she was going to visit a friend and look for a job. Before leaving, she said to me, "Qin, I might not be back until very late. Do your homework at home and go to bed early. Don't wait for me."
Then Mom left. I stared blankly at her retreating figure until it disappeared.
Homework? I couldn't concentrate on my homework. My mind was filled with the novels and those photos in Uncle Yang's room. I wondered if I would do something like that in the future?
What would it feel like?
What kind of man would I be with?
A series of questions were swirling within me, but I couldn't find the answers. Suddenly, I heard someone call me, "Qin, what are you thinking about?" I called twice but didn't hear them.
It turned out Uncle Yang had come up to me.
He sat down on the double bed next to the desk, staring at me as if he could see right through me. I wondered if he had guessed what I was thinking.
I lowered my head in shame, only to find two buttons on my uniform shirt undone, revealing half of my bra. I quickly buttoned them up and said, "I wasn't thinking anything."
Uncle Yang, probably thirty-two or thirty-three years old, was tall with a not-unpleasant face and a very robust physique. He was still staring at me.
Actually, my body was quite something. Although I was only sixteen, I was very well-developed. I remember my breasts had already started to develop when I was in the first year of junior high, and by the second year I had to wear a bra, otherwise, walking would be unsightly.
"Qin, did you rummage through my drawers today? And read my books?" Uncle Yang asked, each word distinct.
My face flushed. I wanted to say no, but because of my guilty conscience, I silently nodded.
"It's nothing, really. It's something everyone has to do. Why can you do it, but not see or talk about it? You're all grown up now, you should understand these things, right?" Uncle Yang said gently.
To my surprise, he left me speechless. Perhaps he guessed what I was thinking, so he continued, "Sex is beautiful in itself, and it's an inevitable part of life. Instead of blindly pursuing it, wouldn't it be better to understand it before proceeding?"
What he said seemed quite reasonable, and I nodded involuntarily, gently asking, "Since that's the case, how can one understand this path?"
"It's not difficult. First, you need to understand men and women. You are a woman, do you know yourself? For example, isn't the place where your menstrual blood comes out the same as the place where you urinate?"
His words confused even me, only because I hadn't studied menstrual hygiene properly.
Uncle Yang continued, "That's right, you really don't know. Let me tell you now. These are two organs. The urethra controls urination, and the vagina controls menstruation, also called the reproductive organ. Besides discharging menstrual blood, it can also receive a man's penis, so it's also called a sexual organ."
Seeing that I couldn't answer, he added a long explanation. I really didn't understand these words, even though I had seen how a penis was received last night. But I still wanted to ask clearly: "So how is it received?" "
The so-called receiving is sexual intercourse, what foreigners call making love. The man inserts his erect penis into the woman's vagina, and then moves up and down, both of them experiencing pleasure. Then when the man reaches orgasm, he ejaculates. Sexual intercourse is completely over at this point."
He said so much in one breath, making my heart race. At this moment, a strange thought popped into my head, and before I could think about it, I blurted out: "So last night you and Mom were making love?"
"How did you know?" he asked in surprise.
"I saw it." I lowered my head in shame.
"Okay, since you've seen it all, I might as well tell you. That's what you call sex. Actually, I don't need to hide it from you. Your mother doesn't have a husband anymore, and I'm not married. We need each other, we comfort each other, it's not something shameful, right?"
"I don't know, I just don't understand, your thing is so hard, how come I can't tell normally?" I asked stupidly.
"Normally it's soft, it only gets hard when I'm aroused."
"Is it hard now?"
He lightly hit me and said, "Little devil, it got hard because I saw your breasts earlier."
As he spoke, he stood up, unzipped his pants, and took his thing out of his underwear, holding it in his hand.
Ah! It was hard and big, seemingly even bigger than the one I saw last night. He wanted me to touch it, but I was scared and refused, yet he pulled my hand to touch it.
To be honest, although I was scared, I also really wanted to touch it.
In this half-hearted resistance, his member was already in my hand, hard and warm, quite fun.
Suddenly, he pulled me into his arms, his right hand slipping inside my shirt, touching my nipple through the bra seam.
Instantly, a ticklish, tingling, indescribable sensation washed over me, and I involuntarily squirmed.
He then picked me up, placed me on the bed, and lowered his head to kiss me, while his other hand reached under my skirt, groping me.
Instinctively, I released his member and tried to push his hand away, but instead, I pushed his hand into his pants.
His hand touched my private parts, making me both anxious and ashamed.
Suddenly, a strange pleasure surged through me, making me feel strangely comfortable. At that moment, I was unwilling to be touched by him, yet I didn't have the courage to push him away; I was extremely conflicted.
After a while, I felt his underwear being pulled down, and he parted my thighs, lowering his head to kiss my private parts.
Oh! The feeling was indescribable; it was a tingling, itchy sensation that made you want to stop immediately, yet you also wanted to continue. Just then, the doorbell rang!
We both jumped in fright, quickly separated, and straightened our clothes.
He told me to stay in bed and pretend to be asleep. He went to open the door, and it was Mom. I heard her say, "I'm exhausted after running around all day! Oh! By the way, is Qin back yet?"
"She's back already. I saw she was sleeping, so I didn't wake her or make dinner. I thought we could grab something to eat at the alley entrance when you got back," Uncle Yang replied.
"Okay, I'm tired too. I'll go wake Qin," Mom said.
Then she came to my room and called me twice. I finally "woke up."
"Qin, come on, let's go out for dinner!"
So the three of us ate something at the alley entrance. After returning home, I watched TV in the living room, Mom went to take a shower, and Uncle Yang also watched TV. He whispered to me, "Qin, it felt good just now, didn't it? I really like you. Don't think I'm just playing around. Take leave tomorrow afternoon, I'll wait for you at the school gate, exactly 12:30, okay?"
Without waiting for my reply, he went into his room.
I was very conflicted. On one hand, I felt I shouldn't do this, but on the other hand, I felt that if Mom could do it, I couldn't. I was extremely conflicted, and the feeling I had just experienced made me want to try it again. I didn't know what to do. Suddenly, I heard Mom say, "Qin, go take a shower, and go to sleep quickly after you're done. You have school tomorrow."
I silently went to my room, grabbed my underwear, and went to take a shower. After closing the bathroom door, I took off my uniform and then my underwear.
Oh! My panties were soaked; it was the discharge from when he touched me earlier, sticky and fishy.
Then I took off my bra. In the mirror, although I was only sixteen, my breasts were bulging, like half a ball.
I was always proud of my fair and tender skin. Looking down, I saw a slender waist, a flat belly, and below that, a sparse patch of dark hair forming a triangle.
Ah! Why hadn't I noticed this beautiful body before?
No wonder Uncle got hard just from looking at my breasts. Thinking of Uncle Yang naturally brought to mind his fingers, his tongue, and his hard, hot member.
I unconsciously touched that area. Although I felt a strange sensation, it lacked that numb, itchy feeling.
I gently stroked it, moving up and down like him, gradually slowing down and then speeding up, the pleasure gradually increasing, until it became faster and faster.
I don't know how much time passed before my whole body trembled. I felt my hands were sore, and my legs were numb from standing. Afraid of being scolded by my mother, I quickly took a shower, returned to my room, and lay down to sleep, but the more I thought about it, the less I could fall asleep.
A little while later, my mother also came to sleep. I didn't dare move, pretending to be asleep. After a while, I heard my mother get out of bed.
She quietly left the light off. A thought struck me; Mom wasn't trying to avoid waking me, she must have thought I was asleep and was going to find Uncle Yang again.
She finally left, and as soon as she stepped out the door, I quietly got up. She went to the living room, where Uncle Yang was already waiting.
The two of them greeted each other with a long kiss and then sat down on the sofa.
Uncle Yang naturally took off his clothes first, and the image from the evening reappeared before my eyes. It was just as firm, just as magnificent, standing proudly between his legs, defiantly challenging me.
Then he took off Mom's pajamas. Although Mom was in her thirties, her slender figure was still so alluring. Mom's measurements were well-proportioned, giving a balanced and full visual beauty. Then she removed her bra, and two large breasts suddenly appeared, twice the size of mine, yet showing no signs of sagging.
Yang held one in each hand, stroking them incessantly. A sudden surge of jealousy welled up inside me. If Mom hadn't come home tonight, he might be playing this game with me right now!
Mom, seemingly unable to bear the pleasure any longer, finally let out a soft "Mmm...Mmm..."
At the same time, Mom reached for his manhood with one hand and grabbed it. First, she squeezed and kneaded it, then moved it up and down, while her other hand automatically pulled down her panties.
Between her legs was a patch of dark, much thicker than mine.
Two naked people embraced, him on top, her on the bottom, still playing with each other, both moaning.
Yang seemed to know I was peeking, intentionally prolonging the time, deliberately turning his genitals outwards, as if to let me see more clearly.
The sight of the two of them now terrified me. He inserted his fingers into her body, in and out, while she automatically spread her legs, her hips moving up and down in rhythm with his movements. After a while, she said, "Okay, put it in, it's so uncomfortable!"
"Okay, but let's try something different today?"
"Alright! Whatever you want, good man, hurry up and put it in!"
"Okay, you're on top, this is called 'reverse waxing,' have you played with that deadbeat before?"
"Hmph! That deadbeat is a born lecher, he wants to try everything, he even bought a lot of weird things to liven things up, good man, let's not talk about this, I can't take it anymore!"
After saying that, he indeed lay down on his back, his thing was raised high, Mom used her hand to straighten it, and rode on top, "Hmm!" He let out a sound. His thing slid in, and then she started moving it up and down.
Because she was moving up and down, her two huge breasts were also swaying up and down, and I felt weak in the knees, and involuntarily my right hand reached into my panties and touched them.
Oh my! It turned out that there was a lot of water, just like when he touched me in the afternoon. My hand moved with Mom's movements, she was fast when I was fast, and slow when I was slow. I heard Mom say again, "Good job, you're really good. It felt so good today. I just felt a tingling, numb sensation... oh... so good, oh... I can't move... you move!"
After saying that, Mom lay on top of him without moving. Because of his movement, a strange sight appeared before my eyes. From behind, it looked like her vagina had a large sausage inside her, most of it was inside, only the base was left, but the lower part of the base was covered with weeds.
When he saw that she wasn't moving, he flipped her over, then stood up again. The two of them were still not separated. Her arms were around his neck, and her legs were wrapped around his waist.
He supported her buttocks with his hands and walked back and forth in the living room like this, taking a step and thrusting, and with each thrust she would let out a "hmm".
I don't know how many circles he walked, but finally he put her back on the sofa, lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and began to thrust forcefully.
Because he was thrusting so hard, the sofa chair made a creaking sound. After a while, he stopped, and almost at the same time, they both let out a long sigh.
"Good job, San... You were really amazing today! I had three orgasms, it felt so good!"
"How does it compare to your deadbeat?"
"Why do you keep bringing up that deadbeat? You know what he's capable of. That time you two went to play with a singer, he told me everything afterwards. You saw it for yourself, why are you asking me?"
Yang exclaimed in surprise, "What? He actually told you about that time you two played with that singer! Actually, he was pretty amazing that time. He said he'd go first, and I was just watching. But the performance was so good that I couldn't resist and made the singer suck my penis."
He paused, then added, "And he kept going, getting more and more vigorous, until I got really aroused. Just as he finished, I took over. Honestly, he's got quite a few skills!" Mom rolled her
eyes at him and said with a smile, "Actually, that was nothing. He said there was another time you two actually wanted to come to my house to play with me, is that true?"
"It's not a bad thing, isn't it? We're already in a relationship, and a threesome is actually more fun. If you had the chance to try it, you'd probably love it!"
"No way! It's so embarrassing to have someone watching while we're having sex!"
Yang laughed heartily. "Haha...no way! Having someone watching adds to the fun. They can even participate! If it's a threesome of two men and one woman, the woman is the most comfortable, and the man is the most excited. If it's a threesome of two women and one man, the man is incredibly comfortable. How about we try it sometime?"
Mom seemed to be persuaded, because she didn't answer immediately. She thought for a while before shyly saying, "Okay! But this kind of thing must be kept a secret. If others find out, it'll be terrible."
"Don't worry, my good girl!"
"It's late, and I'm too tired today. I want to sleep!" Mom said, standing up. As soon as she stood up, she said, "Oh dear, my back aches and my head hurts. It's all your fault."
"Don't complain after getting the benefit. You didn't even know how hard you were working on top just now. Actually, I wanted to go again. Look, it's up again."
Sure enough, his thing was hard again, and it seemed bigger than before. She touched it with her hand, lowered her head, and gently kissed it, saying, "Good little brother, let's do it again tomorrow night. I really can't take it today..."
After saying that, Mom went to get dressed. I was afraid she would find out. I quickly went back to my room and pretended to be asleep. A little while later, she went back to her room, got into bed, and fell asleep.
The next day, although I still went to school, I was even worse than yesterday because I kept thinking about Uncle Yang waiting for me at the school gate. I
barely made it through the four classes in the morning, and then, using a headache as an excuse, asked my homeroom teacher for half a day off. As soon as I walked out of the school gate, I saw Uncle Yang standing in front of that ice cream shop.
My heart skipped a beat. I wanted to ignore him, but I couldn't help myself and headed towards the ice cream shop. Then I thought, "What if a teacher or classmate sees me?"
So I walked ahead, and Yang followed behind. We walked like that for quite a while, getting far from the school.
I slowed down, and he walked beside me, asking where I was going. I said I didn't know. He said, "Qin, I'll take you to a nice place."
He hailed a taxi and told the driver to go to Xin Xin Department Store. I wondered, why Xin Xin Department Store?
When we arrived at the department store, we got out. He went straight to the women's clothing section, took my hand, and pointed to a dress, saying, "Qin, this dress is nice, try it on!"
Without waiting for my consent, he asked the sales assistant to bring it down so I could try it on.
To be honest, the dress was really pretty. I put it on in the fitting room and came out.
I looked at myself in the large mirror, and the dress fit perfectly. In the mirror, I saw a beautiful young woman.
"Qin, this dress is like it was tailor-made. You look absolutely gorgeous in it. Buy this one," Uncle Yang said with a smile.
I didn't say anything because the dress fit me well. He told the shop assistant to put my uniform and schoolbag in a large tote bag.
Uncle Yang paid the bill, then took my hand, and as we left the department store, he hailed a taxi.
Before I could even hear where we were going, the car sped away, turning left and right for a while before stopping at an alleyway on Zhongshan North Road.
He led me into a hotel. I didn't know what a hotel was, but I silently followed him.
It turned out the hotel had many rooms. Someone led us to one room.
This room was really nice. It had air conditioning, a soft carpet that made no sound when you walked on it, and a bathroom. Although the room wasn't very big, the amenities were quite complete. There was a large bed, made of what seemed like foam, and strangely, there was a large mirror at the headboard and along one side of the bed.
Besides the bed, there were two sofas, a telephone, and... well, many other daily necessities—it was all there.
Seeing me looking around, he asked if I wanted something to eat.
To be honest, I hadn't eaten anything since leaving school; my lunchbox was still in my bag. His question made me a little hungry. So I replied, "Okay!"
"What do you want to eat?"
"Anything!"
He picked up the phone and, as if giving orders, said, "Bring two A-grade meals, and a bottle of Shaoxing wine." He
put down the phone, hugged me tightly, kissed me on the cheek, and said, "There's plenty of time, lie down for a bit!"
I lay down, and noticed he was staring at me. It turned out my new dress was very alluring, almost completely exposing my thighs.
I was confident my thighs were quite shapely and long, and thought, "He touched them yesterday, so what's wrong with him looking now?"
Who knew that after watching for a while, he lay down next to me and started stroking my thigh.
I wanted to push him away, but I was too lazy to move. Seeing that I didn't refuse, his hand gradually moved upwards, finally touching me outside my panties.
His actions aroused a feeling of both pleasure and itch. Just then, there was a "knock! knock" at the door.
He quickly got up to open it. It turned out to be someone bringing food, divided into two portions.
The person set out the food and left, locking the door behind them.
I was delighted to see that there was a total of 41 soups, fruit, and cold drinks. He poured two glasses of wine and handed one to me.
I had never drunk alcohol before, but out of curiosity, I took a small sip. It was spicy, so I handed it back to him, saying, "I don't dare to drink alcohol, it's too spicy. You drink it yourself. I'm hungry, can I eat something first?"
"Okay, you eat first."
He finished both glasses of wine and quickly ate his own portion. In no time, he had finished his.
I couldn't eat that much, but he seemed to see through me and smiled, saying, "Qin, it's okay if you can't finish it, just leave it there." So
I stopped eating and picked up a towel to wipe my mouth. He said again, "Come on, Qin, eat and rest for a bit."
I sat silently, and he pulled me to the bed. We both lay down, and he gently asked, "Qin, did you peep again last night?"
"Who peeped? You were so open in the living room, without even closing the door. How is that peeping?"
He pinched my cheek and said, "Actually, sometimes it's more fun when there's a third person around!"
"No way I'd believe you!"
"Don't talk nonsense, it's true. Sex is a supreme enjoyment and art. If someone is watching, wouldn't that add to the fun?"
"If that's the case, next time you and Mom are having sex, I'll barge in and watch. Let's see if you two feel embarrassed."
"Don't rush me. After I've convinced you, we'll have a threesome. I guarantee we'll have a great time. You saw it last night, didn't you? I'm good enough to handle two women.
" "What's so fun about that kind of thing?"
"Of course you did! Didn't you see your mother humming with delight?"
he said, his hand groping under my skirt again. After a while, as if the clothes were in the way, he took off his dress.
Instantly, I was half-naked. To be honest, my skin was fair and delicate all over. He stared at me, wide-eyed. After a while, he said, "Oh my! Such fair skin, like cream. Like mother, like daughter."
I gave him a shy glare, but actually, I was secretly pleased with myself!
He hurriedly got out of bed and quickly stripped himself naked, his manhood standing erect.
He couldn't wait any longer and pressed himself against me, his hand reaching behind me and skillfully pulling off my bra.
Suddenly, my breasts were in front of him—no, they were in his mouth, because he was already sucking one, his left hand on the other, his other hand moving downwards, groping my inner thighs, his mouth sucking incessantly, making my heart race.
I couldn't help but sway my head from side to side, and unexpectedly, a miracle occurred. The mirror beside the bed displayed a breathtaking scene:
him suckling my breasts. It not only felt good, but the sight was also incredibly amusing and pleasing to the eye. There was another mirror opposite the bed, and from the different angle, I could see his naked back and his strong muscles.
At that moment, his erect penis was playfully bumping against my thighs, tickling me.
I unconsciously hugged his body tightly, trying to grab his penis with one hand. Once I grabbed it, I couldn't bear to let go; it was throbbing in my hand!
Then, as if stimulated, he hurriedly pulled down my panties and began kneading my genitals.
Next, he lowered his head and kissed my pubic area, kissing downwards until he reached a sensitive spot I had never known before.
He gently sucked with his tongue, first up and down, then in and out, continuously sucking.
A tingling sensation washed over me, and I naturally arched my hips, responding to his movements.
After a while, the tingling sensation intensified, accompanied by a new desire to be penetrated.
Then, he placed a pillow under my buttocks, climbed between my legs, and made me hold his penis, placing it between my thighs and instructing me to gently rub it. He said, "Qin, it might hurt a little the first time for a girl, but once it's inside, it won't hurt anymore. Try to relax and slowly insert it with your hand; I won't use brute force. I want you to enjoy the pleasure of sex from the very first time."
"I don't know how," I said shamefully, letting go of his hand. "I don't know..." "
Then let me do it, don't be nervous," he reassured me.
Yang gently rubbed for a while, then thrust his hips forward, penetrating halfway in. A sharp pain shot through me, and I cried out, "Ouch... Uncle Yang... please... be gentle... it hurts so much..."
He covered my mouth with his hand, then thrust his hips forward, penetrating my thin hymen even further. This time, the pain almost made me faint. Tears streamed down my face as I punched him in the chest, crying out in utter grievance, "...Ah... you bastard... you tricked me... it hurts so much... I don't want to... I don't want to play anymore... please don't move... it hurts so much..."
He comforted me and stopped, saying, "Alright, alright, the pain is over. Didn't I say after the bitter comes the sweet? The pleasure is yet to come, so it's fine if you don't move."
After a while, the pain finally subsided, and I could only feel that thing throbbing inside.
Although he stopped his lower body movements, his hands continued to grope me from front to back and from top to bottom.
My heart was aroused by his teasing, and I forgot the pain. My lower body began to move slowly, no longer as tense as before.
"Is it better now?" he asked softly again.
"Mmm!"
Yang knew the time was right and began to move again, gently thrusting in and out, bringing a wonderful sensation I had never experienced before.
Every time he withdrew, I felt as if I were falling into a bottomless abyss; every time he thrust in, I felt as if I were ascending to a blissful paradise, incomparably happy.
After about a hundred thrusts, an indescribable dazed feeling spread throughout my body, a tremor ran through me, and my vaginal fluids were released. He then increased the speed.
"Ugh... ugh... hmph... hmph... gentler... slower... slower... hmph... hmph..."
Although I was calling out like this, I was no longer in pain; on the contrary, my vagina was itchier and needed his hard thrusting to satisfy me. I stretched out my arms and hugged him tightly, my buttocks swaying incessantly: "Oh... Mom... So beautiful... So comfortable... I didn't know... This thing is so fun... Mmm..."
"Baby, it doesn't hurt anymore, does it feel good?"
"Mmm... It doesn't hurt... So beautiful... So comfortable... Dear brother... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..."
"Little slut, don't rush, you have to enjoy this slowly, you'll have plenty of pleasure later."
He hugged me tightly, and I could hardly breathe.
"Oh... So beautiful... So beautiful... No wonder Mother wanted... wanted to play with you... wanted to cheat on you... Ah..."
"You're a little slut too, I won't let you off today."
He hugged my buttocks, and a thick, hard thing was thrusting hard inside me, making me feel both numb and itchy, with waves of pleasure.
I gasped, "Oh...my...oh my god...hum...hum...I need to...pee...ah...pee...it feels so good...ah...it's flowing out..."
He launched into another rapid assault, followed by a final tremor, and then he lay motionless on top of me. I, too, calmed down from my intense pleasure.
The room was quiet, without a sound. Exhaustion gradually overcame me, and I quickly fell asleep.
I don't know how much time had passed, but suddenly I felt no pressure on my body. I opened my eyes and saw that he had gotten up. So I sat up too, and he asked me, "Qin, do you want to take a bath?"
I felt sticky all over and said, "Sure."
"Let's go, we'll bathe together."
He pulled me towards the bathroom. This bathroom was really beautiful, pink. He filled the tub with water and pulled me into it.
We sat on opposite sides, which was quite amusing. The once proud and confident man was now drooping and floating with the water, limp like a deflated balloon.
Thinking back to the wonderful experience it had just given me, I felt a little fondness for it. This wondrous thing had transformed me from a girl into a woman, and the process had been so pleasurable.
I felt no sadness at losing my virginity; in fact, I even thought that if one day we could really have a threesome, as he had described, it would be quite an experience.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but touch my private parts—oh dear! There was still a slight pain. When he saw me groan, he asked with concern, "What's wrong? Ah Qin, tell me
, did it feel good just now?" "Hmph! You were the one who felt good. Now you have two women, you can play with whichever one you want."
"Oh! My little darling, why are you jealous? Don't you think about your mother? She's in her thirties, in her prime, she needs it. I love you, but I can't abandon her. You have to have some sympathy for her!"
I rolled my eyes at him and said with a coquettish laugh, "Okay, whatever you say, you're right. I've already taken her, how can I not listen to you? But, besides my daughter and me, you can't have any other women!"
"My little jealous pot, sweetheart, I won't, don't worry!"
"Hurry up and wash, it's getting late, I have to go home." I urged.
Looking at the watch, it was already five o'clock. Neither of us dared to linger any longer. He got dressed and made me change back into my uniform, while my dress was placed in the bag. He said, "Aqin, I'll take the dress home. I said it's a gift for you. Don't reveal what happened today yet. I'll make it public when the time is right, and I'll keep my promise and hold a three-person meeting. Go now!"
I was wearing my school uniform, not daring to lift my head. I walked out of the hotel, and he hailed a car to take me home, gave me a hundred yuan, and then left.
When I got home, the house was empty, but as soon as I went to my room, Mom came back. Thank goodness, five minutes later would have been terrible. Half an hour later, he came back too, shouting, "Meishi, look, I bought Aqin a dress! It's very pretty. Quickly tell Aqin to try it on! Aqin, come quickly, try it on and see if it fits. If it doesn't, we can exchange it."
Hearing his performance, I really wanted to laugh, so I came out of my room. Mom stood to the side and said to me, "Aqin, quickly thank Uncle Yang!"
"Yes, Mom! Thank you, Uncle."
I took the dress and went into my room to try it on. But why bother trying it on? I'd tried on everything, but for the sake of the performance, I had to try it on one more time.
As soon as I was dressed, I feigned overwhelming joy, ran to the living room, and even twirled around in the middle of it, my skirt billowing up, revealing my thighs.
Mom looked at me and said, "Third brother, I didn't expect you to actually know how to buy clothes! It's like it was custom-made, fits perfectly."
I then performed another act, running over to him, hugging his head, and giving him a big kiss on the cheek. This little drama finally ended.
After dinner, everyone watched TV in the living room. Because I was too tired from the day, I went to my room to sleep first.
In a few days, it would be the junior high graduation exam. My grades used to be pretty good, but lately I'd been so restless; how could I possibly concentrate on my studies?
When the exam results came out, I passed everything except Chinese. But since Chinese is a core subject, failing it meant not graduating, so I had to retake it. There were so many texts and idioms to memorize—how could I possibly keep up?
Oh right, I'll just go find the Chinese teacher. Hasn't he been staring at me like that lately?
I bet he's up to no good, but who cares what he's up to? I'm not exactly a "newborn" anymore, and besides, Mr. Wang is known as a genius at school. It wouldn't be bad to have a go at the hands of a genius!
Having made up my mind, I went to school the next day, straight to the single dormitory to find him. I tried to walk in without knocking, but someone beat me to it. I saw everything from the window.
It was Xin Anni.
Anni's grades weren't great either, especially Chinese, which was her biggest headache. She was usually lively and active, very beautiful, but just like me, quite gossipy. Anni was about 170 centimeters tall and a precocious girl. I heard that she had a crush on a biology teacher in her first year of junior high and later even gave herself to him.
In reality, such teacher-student relationships don't last, and Anni herself knew that. If she were high school age now, things might be different. The scandal of this teacher-student romance finally spread throughout the school. Under pressure, the biology teacher had no choice but to give up his teaching job and go to America.
After that, Annie became a popular figure on campus. She liked to wear mini skirts, deliberately showing off her delicate, fair thighs. Sometimes, male teachers would stare at her intentionally or unintentionally. Annie's precocious breasts were particularly full, unmatched by any other girl in the school, not to mention the younger girls. Sometimes, Annie would deliberately wear low-cut bras to tease male teachers during PE class. After seeing this, the teacher's lower body would bulge, causing whispers among the other female students. At this moment, Annie would strike
a very seductive pose in front of the teacher. She would first take off her uniform, immediately revealing her full breasts, which were indeed in a low-cut bra.
The teacher stared wide-eyed, his face flushed.
Annie would then remove her bra, and her two large breasts would immediately appear, bouncing in front of the teacher. He cried out "Ah!" and immediately began to scratch with his green claws.
Annie let out a soft cry, swaying her body from side to side.
Then he licked her nipples with the tip of his tongue, and Annie cupped her breasts with her two delicate hands, looking down at his assault on her breasts.
"Ah! Hmm... Ah... Ya... It feels so good... Suck harder... Suck again... Bite harder... It's delicious... Oh... Ah..."
His hands began to wander. He pulled down her short skirt, revealing her two smooth, delicate, pinkish-white thighs.
He began to caress and stroke, from her calves to her thighs, and then to her buttocks. Annie's buttocks swayed wildly after his teasing.
Soon, Annie's panties were pulled down by the teacher, revealing that alluring triangle area.
At this moment, I felt my lower body was already wet, and the inside of my thighs was warm and sticky.
My blood vessels were dilating, and my blood was boiling.
After groping around for a while, the teacher finally stood up, his hands encircling Annie's plump buttocks, occasionally parting her labia to reveal her anus and vagina to me.
They were pressed tightly together, Annie gripping his penis tightly with one hand, teasing it vigorously.
Their tongues intertwined, Annie's eyes half-closed, and I saw saliva dripping from her chin. Her inner thighs were wet, presumably from the lustful fluids flowing from her vagina.
Annie then pushed him away, pulled down his trousers and underwear, leaving them both completely naked.
She took the teacher's penis into her mouth, and I saw him moaning, probably from the intense pleasure. I wanted to join in, but I was afraid that being too abrupt would backfire.
His penis was thick and large, and Annie's mouth was bulging, taking it in deeply.
After a while, the teacher began to take the lead.
Annie ran, and he inserted his penis from behind.
She moaned, "Mmm...oh...dear...dear...teacher...brother, I...feel...so good...your...big...cock...is...so...beautiful...so...beautiful...harder...thrust...in...more!"
He thrust in and out, left and right, his cock coated with white precum, accompanied by the sounds of wetness.
After about a hundred thrusts, they changed positions, man on top, woman on bottom.
The teacher lay flat, and Annie sat down. She positioned his cock against her vagina and then sat down hard.
"Ah...mmm..." Annie cried out, her hips swaying quite vigorously, her large breasts moving with them.
He reached out his green claws and immediately grabbed them. His hands were large, but her breasts were even larger; he could only grasp half of one breast.
Annie was drenched in sweat, the sweat trickling down her back and into her buttocks, mingling with her vaginal fluids and making the sounds of him stroking her penis even louder.
"Mmm...oh...I'm...going to heaven, ah...so beautiful...so beautiful...good cock...feels so good...so good...I'm dying...ah...I...I...ah..."
She had clearly reached her climax, and soon she lay prone on top of him, motionless.
Ten minutes later, Annie dressed and hurriedly left.
When she saw me, her face was flushed, probably feeling guilty, and she softly said "okay!" before leaving. She probably understood my purpose, and we both kept quiet about it?
This scene was so exciting! I composed myself and then knocked on the door.
The teacher opened it.
He looked somewhat flustered, and his clothes were disheveled.
He said, "You...you wanted to see me?" He was clearly guilty.
Actually, I had seen all of this already. I just didn't want to see through his act, and besides, I wanted to make love to him later!
I knew that when the teacher was making love with Annie earlier, his penis hadn't ejaculated, and he must be feeling very uncomfortable now. I had to tease it a bit, act seductively, and make him lose control. That way, my purpose would be easier to achieve.
I secretly stared at his genitals, and sure enough, they were hard and erect, his trousers like an umbrella.
When he saw me looking at him, he seemed a little embarrassed and deliberately changed the subject.
"Xiuqin! The weather is nice today, why aren't you at home studying or out playing? What brings you here to see your teacher?"
"No one comes here without a reason!" I paused, deliberately beating around the bush.
"Just now... I think I saw Xin Annie?"
"Ah!" The teacher panicked.
"Actually, I saw her too," I said. At this point, he became furious.
He pressed me for details about my visit, but I didn't dare to be direct. I gave a vague answer: "I came to see the teacher. Everyone says the teacher is a talented man!" I changed the subject.
"That's just a nickname my colleagues gave me. If he were truly a talented man, how come he doesn't even have a wife?"
"That's because the teacher's standards are too high. Maybe the teacher wants to marry a talented woman!"
He said with a hint of regret, "Don't joke around. When I was younger, I was quite picky, but now I have no standards. As long as she's a woman, that's fine. You're still young. You don't know how pitiful it is to be without a home. After work, you don't even have anywhere to go, let alone find comfort."
"How can I comfort you? Can I do something for the teacher?" I asked, seizing the opportunity.
I deliberately leaned back, knowing that this would make my chest appear more prominent, and naturally, my legs parted slightly.
Sure enough, he fell for it. His eyes stared straight at me, darting up and down as if trying to see right through me. I knew he was hooked. So I sat up straight again and asked him, "Teacher, can you let me pass the makeup exam? My mom will kill me if I don't graduate."
He was engrossed in watching me, and my question suddenly ruined the moment. However, judging from my actions, he seemed to have guessed my purpose. He said, "Passing isn't difficult. It depends on how you treat your teacher."
"I'll do whatever you say, teacher."
He smiled slyly and said, "Xin Anni was very good to me just now, but unfortunately, I didn't climax. You can take over what she didn't finish."
"Okay, how can I finish what she didn't finish?"
He didn't know how to answer for a moment, but after thinking for a while, he immediately said, "Promise me to make love with you for an hour."
"An hour? How can I do that? Oh! I see, you're bad!" I said dramatically.
"No! I'm not bad. You don't know, for over forty years, I haven't tasted a woman's touch. I dare not go to those brothels. Whenever I can't hold back, I can only relieve myself by masturbating. Today, Xin Anni came to tease me, and I couldn't control myself. She promised to masturbate me, but halfway through, who knew you would scare her away."
Hearing his words and seeing the pained expression on his face, I felt sorry for him, so I went to close the door.
He pulled me and made me sit on his lap. I could feel that his thing was raging!
He kissed me, one hand groping under my legs. It was itchy, but strangely pleasant, and I got a little passionate.
Suddenly, I remembered the purpose of my trip. I had to get a guarantee. So I gently pushed him away and said, "Teacher, I'm retaking the exam..."
Before he could finish, he interrupted, "I'll give you eighty points, as long as you let me touch you, let me see you, and do it for me..."
So I took the initiative to hug him, kiss him, and spread my thighs to make it easier for him to attack.
But he stopped. He wanted me to lie down and took off my underwear.
He just looked and touched, then pulled my hand to his private area, which was hard.
He began his second wave of attack, the first wave with Xin Anni.
I disarmed him, and the teacher was now standing naked in front of me.
His penis trembled incessantly, covered in a layer of white, sticky fluid, half-dry; I guessed it must be Anni's secretions.
I tried to grasp it with my hand, then took the glans into my mouth and began to stroke it up and down.
"Yes! Yes! Ah... ah..." he moaned comfortably.
The two testicles beneath his penis, covered in dense hair, bounced with my strokes, and I occasionally tapped them lightly with my fingernails.
Then, he forcefully pushed his penis into my mouth; it felt slippery and very stimulating.
This continued for about two minutes before he pushed me to the ground and ordered me to lie face down, with my legs together and thighs clenched.
He said that this way, both of us would feel better when he penetrated me. At first, he couldn't get it in, so I had to spread my legs to make it easier for him to penetrate.
Sure enough, his penis went in all the way in at once, and when I closed my legs again, my hole felt incredibly tight.
"Plop! Squelch! Plop! Squelch!" A series of thrusting sounds rang out.
"Ugh... um... ah... oh... you... thrust... thrust... harder. Darling... I'm going to die... die... you've penetrated... my... little... hole..."
I cried out uncontrollably.
"Then... I... good... darling... you... moan... moan... I'm going to... fuck... your... cunt... hole... to death..."
After saying that, he thrust hard.
I was too high on the ground...
He had to pull his penis out and make me kneel down.
I spread my legs wide, my buttocks sticking up high. The teacher first slapped my fat buttocks hard, making me moan, "Ah...good...teacher...brother...it feels good...hit...again...?"
He rubbed my anus with his little finger, which felt incredibly itchy. Then he inserted his penis into my vagina and started thrusting hard.
"Ah...oh...harder...thrust...thrust...it's killing me." I couldn't take his onslaught and cried for help.
Seeing how lewd I was, he simply pulled his penis out and aimed it directly at my anus, thrusting it in forcefully.
"Wow! Ah...it hurts...it's killing me...no...no...don't...don't...don't..."
Tears streamed down my face from the pain.
He usually seemed so gentle, how come he showed no mercy when it came to women? I didn't even know anus could be played with!
His penis was thick and long, and I think my anus had been given a real eye-opener.
It was probably already torn open.
But after a few thrusts, the pain gradually subsided, replaced by a tingling sensation. I felt completely filled by his penis.
He kept thrusting his penis into my anus, while simultaneously using two fingers to penetrate my vagina, so both of my holes were being used.
"Ah...wow...so...good...so...good...faster...faster...don't...don't...stop...let me...fly...to...sky, use...use...force...fuck...it!"
This continued for five minutes until my whole body went numb, and my vaginal fluid gushed out, reaching a sexual climax.
My consciousness was in a state of half-awake, half-drunk state, and I was almost paralyzed.
But the teacher's actions did not stop; he continued thrusting into my anus.
He's really something, I thought. He's played with two young women in a row and still hasn't ejaculated.
Now he wanted me to lie down, to hold my breasts with both hands, and then to insert his penis into the cleavage between my breasts, before forcefully squeezing my breasts together to clamp his penis, followed by another round of thrusting. "Ah! That feels so good, I...I'm almost...almost there."
Soon he let go and told me to use my hand to stroke his penis. He taught me to stroke it up and down, and to do it quickly, so I did. Suddenly, his hand joined mine, and he stroking faster and faster until a stream of fluid shot out. He sighed.
Then he lowered his head and kissed my genitals, making me feel good. But after a while, he stopped. I knew my task for the day was over. He said, "You'll definitely pass, don't worry. We can only do it once. If we do it again, I'll ruin you, and I'll feel uneasy for the rest of my life. Go home now, and don't come back again."
I didn't expect him to say such a thing, and I certainly didn't expect him to send me away. Anyway, I had already passed, so whether I understood what he said or not didn't matter.
After the make-up exam, I finally passed my Chinese exam. At dinner, I told my mom that graduation was no problem. Uncle Yang took out a bottle of wine, clapped his hands, and shouted, "To celebrate Aqin's graduation, we're going to drink tonight!"
I was afraid of spicy food, so I only drank one glass, and the two of them shared the whole bottle.
They all seemed a bit drunk, their faces flushed and their speech incoherent. Uncle Zhang was particularly groping, hugging and kissing Mom. Mom also got up, but knowing I was there, she said, "Qin, I'm drunk, help me back to my room!"
"I'll do it," Uncle Yang said, carrying her back to her room. But then he turned to me and said, "Qin, you just watch TV in the living room. Don't bother your mom, she's drunk."
As he walked, he winked at me.
A singing competition was playing on TV, and I felt a surge of annoyance. I turned it off, and the living room fell silent. I turned off the lights too, leaving it quiet and dark, with only me sitting alone in the living room, utterly bored.
After a while, I heard heavy breathing coming from the bedroom. I recognized that sound; I had not only heard it before, but I had also experienced it myself. Instantly, a surge of passion welled up within me.
I impulsively rushed into the room. My mother was stunned and didn't have time to cover herself; Uncle Yang was overjoyed and quickly disarmed me.
I rolled over and lay down, letting my mother be on top, and guided Uncle Yang to insert his penis into my vagina. Because it was already full of lubrication, even though Uncle Yang's size was much larger than average, he entered effortlessly. The moment he entered, I almost sang; it was so wonderful. My inner walls enveloped his swollen tip, and as it slid in, the protruding ridges stimulated my inner walls, like a hot rod penetrating deep inside me. When he touched the deepest part, the emptiness I had been feeling vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of fullness. I cried out loudly. At
this moment, Uncle Yang, on the one hand, was about to violate me, and on the other hand, he began to lick my mother wantonly. My mother, stimulated by my excitement on one hand and harassed by Uncle Yang on the other, began to become somewhat hysterical under the double stimulation. She raised her round buttocks, rocking them up and down, while muttering to herself, her hair swaying back and forth. Her two round breasts also swayed back and forth, and her whole body trembled.
I helped Uncle Yang spread her lower body apart so that he could lick my mother's private parts and most sensitive spots more directly.
My mother wasn't idle either. She leaned over my back, licking my tailbone and below with her tongue, back and forth. It felt like I was being violated by two men simultaneously. That feeling made it impossible for me to calmly serve Uncle Yang. My whole body tensed up, and I involuntarily raised my head, breathing heavily, while rubbing my hair against my mother's private parts.
I had to keep my mother and Uncle Yang together to reduce my stimulation, otherwise I would quickly burn out. After Uncle Yang entered my mother, I placed my private parts on Uncle Yang's face, letting him continue licking me, while my mother and I hugged each other and caressed each other. My mother's tongue was the most skillful I could feel; it was wonderful, not only flexible but also moist and warm.
When we kissed, our tongues would intertwine, but it was always my mother's tongue that could roll and suck along the edge of my tongue, the roof of my mouth, and under my tongue. At the same time, she would gently lift my breasts with both hands and then rub my erect nipples with her thumbs, which felt very comfortable. Then I would insert my penis between them, massaging her clitoris as Uncle Yang thrust into her, making her tremble with excitement each time. Occasionally, Mom would pull Uncle Yang's penis out, rubbing it between her thighs while gently stroking her abdomen.
I was sure Uncle Yang felt very good, because every time she rubbed him, he would suddenly lick my depths.
With a series of strong thrusts from Uncle Yang, Mom reached her first orgasm, collapsing limply. After my previous orgasm, I reached another peak, and of course, I wouldn't let her give up. While I continued to have Uncle Yang lick my genitals, I grabbed his penis and massaged Mom's genitals with a dildo, just like we do when we masturbate. I rubbed back and forth, constantly licking the inner edge of Mom's thighs with my tongue.
Sure enough, soon Mom began moaning again and started kneading her breasts. I rubbed her incessantly, which excited her even more. She kneaded herself harder and began to stimulate her clitoris with her fingers. Her juices started flowing again, and I knew Mom was getting aroused. For a woman, one orgasm was just the beginning.
I made her roll over and lick Uncle Yang with me. With a touch of playfulness, one of us gently bit his tip, while the other licked his base and scrotum, occasionally taking his entire scrotum into our mouths, sweeping our tongues over its surface, then spitting it out, then sucking it back in.
Uncle Yang, as expected, couldn't take it anymore and started to stand up. Of course, I couldn't let him off so easily. I held him tightly and licked him from another angle. Mom, however, let go of Uncle Yang and started attacking me again. This time, she didn't attack my clitoris; she began to suck on my labia. She first sucked up one of my labia, then held it in her mouth with her lips and gently pulled it outwards. Because the labia and the sensitive clitoris are connected, my clitoris was slightly stimulated when she pulled it outwards. But when this was done frequently, the repeated stimulation created a synergistic effect, making me feel like I needed it again.
I had Uncle Yang lie down because I knew that men are different from women; they only have one orgasm, unlike us women who can have many. If I wanted more orgasms, I had to conserve Uncle Yang's energy. My mother and I started massaging Uncle Yang together. This was different from simply stimulating his libido before; this massage was gentler, allowing Uncle Yang to relax without reducing his libido. This would prevent him from suddenly collapsing during the final assault later. While my mother was massaging Uncle Yang, she continued to tease me. When I saw her nipples, which were swollen from extreme excitement, I felt that she must have been holding back for a long time, only to finally be released today.
Although I prefer men, the pleasure of being with women is another kind of joy, and I am so lucky to have both.
I am truly happy right now. Uncle Yang is attacking my clitoris while Mom is licking my body. Uncle Yang's attack is different from Mom's; perhaps because he is a man, he stimulates me in a more forceful way. He uses his powerful tongue to lick me layer by layer, from the outside in, deep inside. Because of his stamina, each thrust stimulates almost the entire genital area, even my buttocks feel a pulling sensation. I feel a warm, moist current flowing through my genitals, and my love juices gush out uncontrollably.
I turn my back and take Uncle Yang inside me because my emptiness has returned, even stronger than before. I know I need complete liberation this time.
As I slowly sit down, I savor the pleasure of Uncle Yang entering me bit by bit. That feeling of fullness and slipperiness, ring after ring, traveled from my private parts into my body, then transformed into waves of heat rising from my lower abdomen and back to my brain, surging and surging. I forgot my shame, swaying my hips wildly, releasing my pleasure with each moan. Suddenly, my mother was behind me, her arms encircling my chest, grasping my breasts. She subtly knew I needed more pressure to combat the surging desire within me. She squeezed hard, my breasts bulging from the pressure. But I still felt it wasn't enough; I wanted her to shake harder, pinching my nipples between her index and middle fingers, gripping them tightly, and rotating them continuously.
My mother was also very excited; she kissed me incessantly, pressing her entire body against my back, rubbing vigorously. Her private parts rubbed against Uncle Yang's body, her breasts, pressed tightly against my back, protruding beyond the edge of my back. Her nipples were hard from excitement, and even I felt a slight pain from the rubbing on my back. My mother, Uncle Yang, and I shouted excitedly, not caring whether others could hear us or what might happen, because this was the first time I had felt such a strong sensation. The repeated impacts to my private parts made me feel like I was losing control of my bladder. I knew that was my orgasm after orgasm. The sensations on my chest and back were like adding fuel to the fire. The feeling of every inch of my skin being cared for made me shout out again and again, "So good, so good, so very good."
We knew the final moment had finally arrived. I held my mother, giving her the same stimulation as I had, while Uncle Yang thrust into us from behind, taking turns. We were too exhausted to scream; we could only let out moans from our mouths wide open. Uncle Yang lifted our legs, forcefully spreading our clenched genitals. With a powerful thrust, I reached my climax first, my whole body convulsing with excitement. I clung tightly to my mother, her breasts bursting out from between my fingers. Stimulated by
me, my mother was the second to reach her peak. She suddenly cried out like a child, then screamed before collapsing. Uncle Yang was the last, but right after my mother. As she screamed, he shuddered, and I felt a hot, semi-fluid substance spray onto my groin and back. Then Uncle Yang's strong hands loosened, and he fell away like a lump of dough, panting heavily.
After a while, I heard my mother say softly to Uncle Yang, "I'm tired. Take Aqin back to her room."
Uncle Yang picked me up and carried me to his room. I felt his erection on my buttocks and reached out to grasp it.
Ah! His thing was wet. Once in his room, he attacked me relentlessly, thrusting vigorously. It was much more comfortable than the day in the hotel, even more ecstatic.
His vigor had only increased, and finally, at the moment I felt most comfortable, he finished at the perfect time. Our coordination was so good, like a match made in heaven.
At this moment, I was tired, and he was even more tired. Neither of us moved and we fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes, it was already the next day. Uncle Yang was nowhere to be seen by the bed, and there was no sound in the house. I thought they had all gone out.
I looked at the clock and it was already ten o'clock. Thinking of the absurd scene last night, how could a mother and daughter share a man?
I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have barged into the room where they were having sex. It damaged Mom's dignity. I didn't know what she would do to me when she got back.
The thought sent chills down my spine. Sure enough, Mom came back from grocery shopping a little while later. When she saw me, her face was frosty. She stopped me as I was about to run away, sat me down in the living room, and said in a serious tone, "Qin, we were so outrageous last night. I shouldn't have done that. I don't want to lecture you now. Anyway, you're still young and have to study. Go to school in the south after summer vacation. I won't
bother you during the summer vacation; you can do whatever you want." She paused and then added, "Also, start taking one pill every day from today. You can't be an unmarried mother, can you? You still have to study. You must get into a good school. You can do whatever you want this summer. After school starts, I hope you forget all about this and behave well, okay? Also, when you're playing, don't let me or anyone else see you."
Sure enough, the three of us didn't play together for the rest of the summer vacation. Although I knew when Mom was with him, and Mom knew when he was with me, we all kept it to ourselves and maintained each other's dignity. Uncle Yang would teach me to read when he wasn't playing with me. Before I knew it
, high schools, vocational high schools, and five-year junior colleges were all recruiting, and Mom accompanied me to the south for the exams.
A few days later, we received the acceptance letter—it was a teacher's college! The three of us were overjoyed.
Mom broke her vow of celibacy; the night before I left for the south, the three of us had another uninhibited meeting. This time, because we all knew beforehand, the emotions were even more intense than before, and of course, I experienced a higher level of enjoyment in life.
For the next five years, the structured student life helped me correct my behavior. Even during winter and summer vacations, to avoid falling back into the abyss of my past misdeeds, I simply didn't go back to Taipei.
The vast campuses with very few students provided an ideal environment for diligent study.
My grades improved day by day, and by my third year, I was an outstanding student in the entire school. Finally, I graduated first in my class.
After graduation, I had a vacation of over a month before reporting to the school I was assigned to. This caused me a lot of trouble. If I didn't go home, where would I go?
Just when I was feeling extremely conflicted, someone introduced me to a tutoring job for a month and a half.
The other party was a middle-aged couple who were looking for a tutor for their only son who was graduating from junior high school and entering high school. They would provide room and board, and the salary for a month and a half was 10,000 yuan.
This was perfect for me, and I agreed without hesitation.
The next afternoon, I arrived at their house at the address. It was a very large house. A maid led me to the living room and sat me down. I couldn't help but feel nervous.
Not long after, a middle-aged couple came out and introduced themselves: "Miss Zhang, our surname is He. This is my wife. Our place is quite quiet, but our son is spoiled and doesn't like to study. Fortunately, he's not bad at all. We hope Miss Zhang will put in some extra effort and supervise him. We hope he can get into a good school."
"I think I will try my best, but I don't know how well I can do it."
"Let me call him out to meet Miss Zhang."
Sure enough, Mr. He immediately called his son out. A tall, imposing boy came out, and I was almost startled. He had only graduated from junior high school, how could he be so tall? Probably 170 centimeters? Then Mr. He said to me, "Miss Zhang, this is my son, named He Taisheng. Taisheng, quickly call him teacher!"
The boy bowed respectfully and called out, "Teacher Zhang!"
"Teacher Zhang is the top graduate of the teachers' college this year. I hope you will study hard for the next month and a half and get into high school," Mr. He added.
Then the couple showed me around—the study, the gymnasium, the dining room… Finally, they took me to my room. Mrs. He said, “Teacher Zhang, this room is a bit small, but please bear with it!”
It was a beautiful little suite, fully furnished with sheets, blankets, and pillows. I had never stayed in such a nice place before, so I said, “That’s wonderful! I know I’ll be troubling you a lot in the future.”
“Since we’ll be living together, feel free to ask if you need anything. You must be tired now, so rest for a bit. You can start studying after dinner!” Mrs. He replied politely.
After saying that, they left. I closed the door and looked around carefully, becoming more and more satisfied. There was even a courtyard outside the window with a small swimming pool, about 25 meters long and 15 meters wide. Wealthy people really know how to enjoy life.
After unpacking my simple luggage, I took a shower to relax after a long day. I got dressed and returned to my room to rest for a while.
Soon after, the maid came to invite me to dinner.
Four dishes and a soup, tasted delicious! I hadn't had such a good meal in five years. There was even fruit afterward. After finishing, I thought it was time to carry out my task. I said to He Taisheng, "Taisheng, rest for thirty minutes and come to the study. I need to check your homework."
"Okay, teacher."
Seeing how responsible I was, the He couple said "thank you" and left together.
At 6:30, I went to the study. Taisheng was already there. After I sat down, I picked up an English book and asked him to read a passage. His pronunciation was quite good. He answered questions about words and phrases fluently, and his other subjects were also good. It seemed like he should have no problem getting into high school.
I thought my responsibility had been successfully completed, and my tense mood eased considerably.
Before I knew it, it was nine o'clock. I reminded him of tomorrow's progress, and the first day's task was successfully completed.
After returning to my room, I thought that since I hadn't gone home, I should write a letter home so they wouldn't worry about me.
So I reported everything that had happened and greeted Uncle Yang. I included this address at the end of the letter.
Ten days have passed since I arrived at the He family home. It's been quite uneventful; besides tutoring Tai Sheng every day, there's nothing else to do.
That day, I received a letter from my mother. She wrote, "Qin, I was so happy to receive your letter. I really miss you because you can't come back for vacation, but you're right, I don't want any unnecessary trouble.
Uncle Yang treats me well, but he's naturally active and often does unexpected things, so it's better that you don't come back. I'll come to see you next week, and we'll talk about everything in person." This short letter
from my mother stirred up memories of the past. Mom said she'd come to see me next week—wasn't that this Sunday? Today is Wednesday; we can meet in four days. The letter said, "Uncle Yang is naturally active and often does unexpected things." What could it be? Had Yang invented something new again? Thinking about this, I felt a surge of unease. Over the past five years, I've learned a lot about sex from my classmates. I know I've reached puberty, but I will never act recklessly and will try my best to control myself. But Mom's letter stirred up countless beautiful memories, stirring up my lustful desires and making me unable to control myself. I had no choice but to run to the bathroom, take off my clothes, and masturbate until I reached climax. On Sunday, the He family took their son to a picnic. Knowing that my mother was coming, they didn't invite me. Before leaving, they instructed the maid to take good care of my mother, and I was truly grateful for their kindness. Finally, my mother arrived. We hadn't seen each other for five years, and upon seeing each other again, we couldn't tell whether to feel sorrow or joy. My daughter and I stared at each other for a long time without saying a word. It was only when the maid brought us cold drinks that we snapped out of our daze. To make it easier to talk, we took the drinks to my bedroom. Mom spoke first: "Qin, you've grown taller and bigger. I'm so happy. Five years have passed, and I've gotten old." Mom was a little older than before, but she still didn't look like a woman in her early forties. So I said, "I don't feel old, although my complexion is a bit dull, but that's because of the long train ride!" "No, Mom is indeed getting old!" To cheer her up, I changed the subject: "Mom, I've graduated and have been tutoring here for about ten days. In another month, I'll be teaching at a primary school. Would you like to come live with me, Mom?" "Qin, there's something I should have told you a long time ago, but I always found it hard to say. Now that you've brought it up, I'll tell you. Three years ago, I married Uncle Yang. I don't know whether to be happy or sad, but after five years of trials, I've matured a lot and become much more sensible." Although Uncle Yang brought me happiness, that wasn't the norm. Their marriage was a good ending. But Mom said in her letter that Uncle Yang was naturally active—what did she mean by that? "Mom, that's wonderful! It's always good to have someone to settle down with, especially since Uncle Yang is a good man. But you said he's naturally restless, I wonder what you mean?" "Sigh! Let's not talk about it. He was well-behaved for a while after we got married, but after six months, he reverted to his old ways, constantly out partying. At least he still cares about the family, so I just let it be. Sigh! Men are always like that, never satisfied." I still sympathize with my mother. If Uncle Yang can act recklessly outside, why can't Mom do whatever she wants at home? So I tentatively said, "Mom, since he's been neglecting you and making things difficult for you, you can make things difficult for him too!" "Silly child, wouldn't that ruin the family? Besides, a woman is always a woman. Who told me I like him? But he takes very good care of me. He says he's just playing around outside, chasing new experiences, but his heart is still with the family." Just then, the maid came to invite us to dinner. I pulled Mom into the dining room, and after dinner, I took her for a walk. Mom said, "Qin, I bought my return ticket when I came. I'm going back to Taipei at ten tonight because he has to go to work early tomorrow morning, and I have to be home before he leaves. His career has been very successful these past few years." She took an envelope from her purse and gave it to me, saying, "He asked me to bring you some pocket money, saying that someone just starting out in the workforce needs to buy some clothes. Here, take it!" I saw tears welling up in Mom's eyes, and for a moment I was at a loss. I didn't know whether to accept the money or leave immediately. Seeing me lost in thought, Mom quickly shoved the envelope into my hand, saying, "Qin, don't blame your mother for being heartless. This is unavoidable. For the sake of our futures and our reputations, we can't be together anymore. Don't blame Mom, let me take you to the station!" She then took my hand and led me towards the station. My heart felt empty; I didn't know what to think. Perhaps Mom was right. Hadn't I been avoiding them for the past five years? I didn't blame Mom. She had no other hope but him, while I still had countless other hopes. At the station, after seeing Mom off, I felt much lighter. From now on, I would be free and unburdened, able to do whatever I wanted. Five years of living like in a monastery had been enough; from now on, I would do as I pleased. I woke up the next day. After breakfast, I began my studies. Strangely, He Taisheng seemed absent-minded, wasting two hours of the morning without reading a single word. This kid was only sixteen, but he was tall and muscular; if you didn't look at his baby face, he looked like an adult. Since he had no interest in studying, it was better to talk to him. From our conversation, I learned that his mother was often ill and had to go to Japan for treatment; she was going again next Sunday. His father was a businessman and had already gained some influence in southern Taiwan. When his mother wasn't around, his father often brought some women home. I then asked him why he couldn't concentrate on his studies anymore. At first, he wouldn't say, but after I pressed him repeatedly, he finally gave me a few words, albeit haltingly. It turned out that when he woke up that morning, he found his underwear had been taken off, and… he lowered his head and couldn't continue. Out of curiosity, I pressed him, "And what else?" "And… and like when I masturbate, it leaked out." "And then?" "When I realized it, I felt very strange because I had a dream before waking up, so I felt unsettled afterward." "Oh!" So that's what happened. Nocturnal emissions are not uncommon for teenage boys; I've studied physiology, so I naturally know this. So I said, "Tai-sheng, you don't need to worry about this. It's a normal phenomenon during puberty. Don't worry about it. According to books, almost all young men have this experience. Don't think about it anymore; focusing on your studies is more important." "But this time is different," he said somewhat seriously. "How is it different?" "Before, I had no recollection of what happened in my dreams after waking up, so I didn't pay much attention to it. But this time, after waking up, it felt like I saw it with my own eyes." "So what did you dream about?" "I dreamed about..." "Tell me, what did you dream about? Tell me, I won't tell anyone." "I dreamed about you, please don't scold me." He finally forced himself to say it. Oh my god! This kid actually dragged me into his dream, what should I do? I think my face must be red right now, but I want to know what he did to me in the dream. So I skillfully asked, "Taisheng, I won't scold you, because you just did some special things in the dream, what's the big deal? Everyone has strange dreams, but I still hope you can tell me about your dream in detail."

Hearing my words, he lowered his head as if embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he raised his head, his face flushed, and stared at me. He lowered his head again and said softly, "Teacher, I might as well tell you. Ever since you came, I noticed at first glance that you are exceptionally beautiful. I secretly told myself that I had to study hard so that you would like me, so I studied diligently every day, often until late at night."
He paused before saying, "I like you so much. I think about you every day, so last night I dreamed that you and I were doing things between men and women. I already know about these things; I've seen my dad and aunt talk about them. So when I woke up today, my mind was full of last night's dream. It was so beautiful..."
This little devil's dream was quite colorful, and it made my heart flutter. I have sexual experience. Hearing his words, I couldn't help but feel a stirring of romantic feelings, but I couldn't very well confront this little devil.
So I comforted him, saying, "You should calm down for now and study hard. After you get into high school, your teacher will take you on a field trip, okay? Study hard, your teacher likes you." Sure enough, he listened to me and happily said, "Okay, I will definitely study even harder and get into a good school to repay your teacher."
Counting the days, Tai-sheng's exams were only a little over ten days away, and his mother, Mrs. He, had to go to Japan because of poor health. The whole family went to see her off. Out of politeness, I went too.
On the way back from the airport, Tai-sheng said he was going to see a classmate and then go to see a movie, and wouldn't be home until after dinner.
His father, seeing that he hadn't left the house for a month and was studying diligently, naturally agreed to let him see a movie and gave him a few hundred dollars to treat his classmate.
After returning to the He family home, Mr. He invited me to his study to talk about Tai-sheng's studies. He was very grateful for my efforts over the past month, praising me for being not only diligent but also responsible. After saying this, he took an envelope from his pocket and said, "Ms. Zhang, thank you so much for taking care of my son this past month. This is just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."
He then placed the envelope in my hand. When his hand touched mine, I felt an indescribable sensation; this was the first time in five years that I had been in contact with a man.
Before I could express my opinion, his other hand covered mine, so that his two hands were now holding my small hand. A surge of warmth made me flustered, and I could only awkwardly pull my hand and the envelope back, saying embarrassedly, "Mr. He, you're too kind. We originally agreed that I would only receive payment after a month and a half of teaching, but it's only been a month, how can I accept payment?"
"It's alright. It's because of your dedication that Taisheng hasn't left the house for a month; it's truly remarkable." He paused and then said, "If Ms. Zhang doesn't have anything else important, I'd like to invite you to watch a movie at home. Would you do me the honor?" It
had indeed been several years since I'd seen a movie, and hearing that I could watch one without leaving home, why not? I nodded naturally.
"Alright, Miss Zhang, please sit in the study for a few minutes. I'll come and get you when I've set up the projector."
He then left.
About five minutes later, Mr. He returned and beckoned me to another room. This room was quite large, and the heavy curtains were drawn, plunging the room into darkness. He invited me to sit on the sofa.
Suddenly, the screen lit up, showing several beautiful women playing around, followed by scenes of the male and female leads' passionate lovemaking—undressing and caressing each other…
Oh dear! It was a pornographic film. I wondered what his intentions were in inviting me to watch it…
However, the film made my blood boil, my heart flutter, and I felt a wetness in my genitals, an itchy discomfort all over my body. I unconsciously shifted my body.
Just then, an arm wrapped around my shoulder, and a head rubbed against mine.
I understood; the same thing was about to happen, just like on the screen. I was conflicted. Could I accept his love?
His hands kept stroking my shoulders, making me feel uncomfortable. I moved closer to him, letting him touch me. He seemed to see through me, and said softly, "Don't worry, if you don't mind, I won't disappoint you!"
As he spoke, his hand moved to my thigh, gently stroking it, making me feel flustered and confused.
Seeing that I didn't resist, he became even more audacious, pulling me forcefully into his arms. One hand reached from my collar to my breast, while the other hand slid from my thigh down to my vulva, touching the pubic hair damp with my juices.
I not only had no room to resist, but I also moved closer to my vulva, spreading my legs apart, easily guiding his hand into the opening.
Then his hand gently rubbed around my vulva, making me burning with desire and unable to control myself, but I still kept quiet.
He pulled me down onto the sofa, quickly taking off his clothes and then stripping himself naked.
To show that I was still inexperienced, I said in a coquettish voice, "Please be gentle! Mmm!"
"Good baby, I'll take it slow."
He thrust his hips forward, and half of his thing went in. I felt an indescribable pleasure wash over me, my whole body trembled, and I unconsciously arched my hips. But I still pretended to say, "Ouch...it hurts...be gentle..."
My vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluid, so when he thrust in and out, it made a "plop, plop" sound, which only increased my interest.
He thrust hard without thinking, and I responded to his movements from below. After about a hundred thrusts, I said comfortably, "Ah...so beautiful...so comfortable...mmm...mmm...hum...thrust harder..."
He increased the force, and since his thing was already long enough, the force of his thrusts felt like being pierced, both numb and itchy. I cried out in delight, "Mmm...good brother...it's so good...it feels so good...mmm...mmm...push...to the left..."
My wanton movements and moans aroused his lust, and he thrust into me again and again, harder and harder. I thrust my big buttocks forward desperately, my legs already above my head, my hands gripping them. I needed more intense thrusting, because I hadn't felt this good in five years. I hummed wildly, "Ah...ya...faster...faster...mmm...good...good...good...so good...oh...I can't take it anymore...fuck...fuck me...I need...I need to pee..."
Hearing me say I was about to climax, he suddenly thrust hard, turning heavily inside me. My God! Waves of tingling, numbing pleasure washed over me.
After another series of fierce thrusts, he finally softened, ejaculating so powerfully! So much!
I was so content that I really wanted to sleep, but then I suddenly remembered the movie. It turned out the movie had already ended. He gently left me, picked me up, carried me to his bedroom, kissed me, and then carried me to the bathroom to give me a bath.
He was so considerate. While I was showering, he would inevitably touch me here and there. He said softly, "Qin, you might not know, but my wife contracted a gynecological disease ten years ago. She survived the surgery, but lost her ability to have sex. So she never interferes with my actions, and since then, she's had to go to Japan for treatment, only returning for about a month a year. You're so wonderful and beautiful; I don't know how to make it up to you." "
You don't need to make it up to me. This is something that should bring joy to both of us. No one owes anyone anything. I'm leaving in a few days. I just hope you won't think of me as a wanton girl."
"How could I? I hope we'll meet again someday. Please don't close the window tonight, but be careful not to let anyone see us."
He kissed me happily and said, "You're so kind. Don't worry, no one will know. I'll come at midnight; everyone will be asleep then. Remember to leave the door open!"
"Alright, now you should go out, lest your precious son comes back and sees you, and it'll be too embarrassing!"
After saying this, he dressed and returned to his study. They chatted about unrelated things, and sure enough, Tai-sheng returned. The maid came to announce dinner.
While they were eating, Mr. He suddenly received a call saying his company's ship was suspected of smuggling and had been seized by the port authority. He was told to go immediately to negotiate. Before leaving, he specifically instructed him to return as soon as he was done. I knew what he meant.
That night, lying in bed, I reflected on everything that had happened that afternoon. My emotions, which had been calm for five years, were stirred up again by Mr. He. My mind was still unsettled when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
Opening it, I saw He Tai-sheng, his face flushed, wearing only his underwear. I suddenly remembered that a few days ago he had taken me to his dream. It was already past eleven o'clock at night, and he had come wearing only his underwear. What could he want? I pondered. Seeing that I didn't speak, he said, "Teacher, maybe it's too late, but I can't sleep. I got up to walk around. There's still a bed in your room, so I thought you probably haven't gone to sleep yet. That's why I wanted to talk to you."
"Since you can't sleep, it's fine to come in and talk. Come in and sit down!" I had no choice but to reply.
He sat in the chair next to the desk, and I sat on the bed. Naturally, the front of my robe was open, revealing my two thighs.
I didn't care and let it be. Sure enough, this little devil was quite something, staring intently at my thighs. I
pretended not to notice. I turned to look out the window, and when I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, I saw his underwear suddenly stand erect. I smiled to myself, thinking, let's see how this little devil tries to make a move.
Seeing that I didn't speak, he asked me, "Teacher, about what I asked you a few days ago, you're still thinking about that again today."
"Didn't you go to the movies with your classmates this afternoon?" I deliberately changed the subject.
"Yeah, but I couldn't concentrate after watching the movie."
"What movie did you watch?"
"I originally wanted to watch an action movie, but then I went to see 'Women at Forty-One.' Halfway through, they inserted a really exciting short film, so I was really confused."
"What short film was inserted?"
"At first it was a striptease, then a man came in, and the two of them..."
"And what?"
"I don't know how to say it!"
He didn't say it, but I understood. This kid actually watched porn movies; maybe he doesn't even know he has those kinds of films at home?
His embarrassed look is hilarious; I might as well tease him a little more. I said, "Was that man and woman hugging?"
"They didn't just hug, the man's penis was inside the woman, and it was moving non-stop!"
I teased, "What did you feel when you saw it?"
"I couldn't resist before it was over, I secretly masturbated."
"In the movie theater?"
"Yeah!"
"Aren't you afraid of being seen?"
"My classmate was masturbating too, and a young couple sitting next to us were touching each other!"
"Touching what?" I asked deliberately.
"You know perfectly well, why are you asking me?"
"And what did you feel when you saw it?"
"I felt that the man's thing was similar to mine, and the girl's legs were so white, but I couldn't see her private parts."
"If you talk to me about this now, what if you can't sleep later?" I teased him.
His words had already aroused my imagination, and coupled with what happened this afternoon, I could have relived it tonight, but an unexpected incident occurred, it looks like I'll have to waste the night, unless… this kid comes too…
But why not?
Back then, Uncle Yang had slept with both my mother and me at the same time; now it's just that I've changed it to father and son, and I'm already feeling aroused.
Taisheng looked eager. But I still had to encourage him. So I said, "Taisheng, you should be determined to study hard. Once you get into university, everything will be as you wish."
"No, right now all I can think about is that thing. I guarantee that if I could do what that man in the movie did, I'd be even more energetic in my studies tomorrow. Teacher, can I see your body?"
He finished speaking and walked towards me, squatting on the ground with an innocent and pleading look on his face.
His hands were on my thighs; the front of his robe was already open, and now it was wide open. His hands were trembling slightly, hot and sweaty, and I felt a strong masculine scent, which aroused me to the point of need.
But for safety, I pushed his hands away and told him to close the door.
He closed the door, turned around, hugged me tightly, and pushed me onto the bed. I don't know when, but he had already taken off his underwear, and his hard thing was pressing against my thighs. After a while, he realized I was still wearing my panties. So he immediately stopped, took off my panties, and then got to work.
He was really inexperienced; despite using a lot of force, he couldn't get in. Seeing how much effort he was putting in, and knowing I was already aroused, I gently grasped his penis and placed it at the entrance, asking him to slowly insert it.
Unexpectedly, when he saw me helping him, he suddenly thrust in forcefully, all the way in at once. I couldn't help but cry out, "Ouch…!"
He was startled and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"Um… nothing?" I quickly replied.
He started thrusting. Because I was already wet, the thrusting was very smooth and felt very good. He had no experience, and from the start, he just kept ramming in and out.
I thrust my hips forward to meet his thrusts. My arms were around his waist, and I gasped, "Oh...good...good...so beautiful...mmm...hum...hum...thrust harder...look at you...ah...so young...hum...hum...good little brother...you're so amazing...you're making me feel so good...it feels so good...hum..."
I seemed to be going crazy, violently twisting my hips and thrusting rapidly. He kept thrusting. Wave after wave of intense thrusts made my whole body feel numb and tingling, waves of pleasure washing over me. I couldn't help but cry out again, "Oh...mmm...mmm...dear little brother...so beautiful...so beautiful...so comfortable...fuck me harder and harder..."
"Teacher, is it really comfortable?" he asked innocently.
"Mmm...so good...so good...so good...dear little brother...I love you...hmm...hmm..."
"Teacher, do you really love me?" Tai-sheng panted, "Teacher's hole is so tight!"
"Of course...I love you...Tai-sheng...ah...deeper...oh...faster...move faster..."
Hearing my words, he really intensified his thrusting, and the "plop plop" sound was incessant, his thing rising and falling straight up.
I felt so good, I just held him tightly, raised my legs high and squeezed his buttocks, thrusting in and out. After thrusting like this for a while, I felt a tingling numbness, knowing that I was about to climax, so I quickly thrust harder. I said in a coquettish voice: "oh...oh...faster...faster...thrust harder...oh...I'm going to climax...hmm..."
There was another round of fierce thrusting, his impact became stronger and stronger, and the pleasure he gave me also became higher and higher. I never expected this brat to give me so much pleasure.
Suddenly, a wave of pleasure washed over me, and I shuddered several times. His movements became even more frantic, and I thought he should stop. So I cried out again, "Hmph...hmph...um...good...good...I'm...going to...come...you...almost there too...?"
"Mmm...I feel so good too...seriously...Teacher...it feels so good...it's amazing, come on...let's do it together..."
After a dozen or so sudden thrusts, he came, and I came too. We both reached orgasm simultaneously. He went limp like a deflated balloon, lying on top of me, grinning foolishly, "Ah! It feels so good! Teacher, you're so good to me!"
I rolled my eyes at him without answering. He continued, "Teacher, this is so wonderful. I felt like I was flying, so beautiful that I didn't want to think about anything. You're so wonderful, let me love you!" He
then lowered his head and kissed me, kissing me blissfully. We kissed for a full five minutes, then he turned to lie on his side, but our faces remained together.
We embraced, quietly savoring the beauty of our encounter. The exhaustion after the excitement quickly lulled us both into a deep sleep…
When I opened my eyes again, the first rays of dawn were breaking through the window. I quickly nudged the little devil beside me, urging him to get up.
He opened his sleepy eyes and started getting restless again. I pushed his hand away, saying, “Taisheng, it’s almost dawn. Hurry back to your room, lest someone see us.”
He wanted to go again, but after my repeated urging, he finally left reluctantly.
Reflecting on yesterday, I had conquered the He family father and son. These were going to be eventful days.
Before, my mother and I shared one man, but now I possessed two men at the same time. And they were father and son.
The older one was skilled, gentle, and considerate. The younger one was strong and vigorous, almost unbearably so. This was my extraordinary experience.
Just as I was lost in thought, the maid came in to say that breakfast was ready.
In the large dining room, only Tai-sheng and I were eating. Neither of us spoke, and we quickly finished breakfast.
When I went to the study, he was already there, engrossed in his reading. I didn't disturb him.
About half an hour later, he picked up his book and said, "Teacher, please ask me anything!"
He picked up the textbook and saw it was geography. So I asked him questions from beginning to end, and he answered fluently and correctly—it was truly remarkable how strong his memory was. He then said, "I've finished history too, please ask me questions too!"
Looking at his serious expression, I couldn't believe how anxious he had been last night. I chuckled inwardly, but kept a straight face and continued asking questions.
Sure enough, he answered perfectly. I was full of confidence that he would get into high school. When I put down my book, he spoke up: "Teacher, I told you I would study hard, and now you believe me, right? Can we stop here for today? We still have over an hour before lunch, let's relax a bit, okay?" Good
heavens! This little devil has really gotten into it; he'd barely put down his book before he wanted to play again. I'd like to see how he'd manage to relax. So I said, "Relaxing a bit is fine, but how?"
"It's simple, watch me."
He got up, locked the study door he'd already closed, then turned back to me with a smile, walked over, and without a word, picked me up.
He held me tightly, almost suffocating me, followed by a passionate kiss, full of energy. After he'd had his fill, he started undressing me.
Afraid he'd tear my clothes with his rough hands, I pushed him away, saying, "Taisheng, you take yours off, I'll do it myself."
He quickly removed his clothes, his manhood already proudly erect. He held me close, his kisses raining down. I took the opportunity to hug him tightly back.
Then he reached out and touched my breasts, then my whole body, before finally reaching for my vulva.
He first pressed his middle finger against my clitoris, then rubbed it against it like grinding ink, until he finally inserted it.
By this time, I was very wet. I felt incredibly itchy and numb all over, and unconsciously twisted my body. I said in a soft voice, "Ah...ah...so good...so beautiful...mmm...mmm...oh...oh...your hand...press, press harder..."
He did as I instructed, pressing harder. I felt an unbearable itch and cried out urgently, "Oh...oh...this won't do...it's killing me with itchiness...hum...hum...hurry up and get on top of me..."
As soon as he climbed on top of me, he quickly inserted his thing into my body.
Then came vigorous thrusting, bringing out waves of my wetness.
My heart was filled with increasing tension and pleasure, and I unconsciously moved my hips to meet his thrusts. After a while, I gasped again, "Hmm...hmm...it's so beautiful...so pleasurable...mmm...mmm...harder...harder, fuck me..."
He thrust violently, each stroke going all the way in.
"Mmm...mmm...good...good...so good...so beautiful...hmm...hmm...uh...harder..."
He increased his speed, making a "splashing" sound as he thrust, and occasionally cupped my anus with one hand... I couldn't move anymore, my whole body limp and at his mercy, letting him thrust, pleasure spreading throughout my body.
Unexpectedly, this little devil suddenly stopped. He asked me, "Teacher, what do you want me to do faster?"
"Oh...you little devil...hurry up...uh...uh...good little brother...hurry up...I can't take it anymore..."
"Are you comfortable?"
"Comfortable...comfortable...so comfortable..."
"How many orgasms have you had?"
Oh no, this little devil actually asked so many questions, how am I supposed to answer them all!
Seeing that I didn't answer, he thrust hard, deeply penetrating my depths, making me feel a tingling sensation. That pleasure forced me to answer: "Oh...uh...three times in total...orgasms...are you satisfied now...hurry...hurry up..."
He laughed and launched a fierce attack, with a "sizzling" sound as he went in and out, another orgasm came, and he thrust hard, his breath heavy.
Experience told me that this was the prelude to a man's ejaculation, so I rushed to meet him, and sure enough, after a tremor, he stopped moving.
A little while later, as we got up to get dressed, we noticed a wet patch on the sofa. It was probably from me; I hadn't realized how much.
We quickly ended class early and told him to rest well and then study hard. I told him that this kind of thing could only be done after he got into a good school.
In the afternoon, he was very obedient, just quietly reading. In the evening, his father came home and, seeing us both reading, seemed quite pleased, making a face at me.
After dinner, Mr. He told Taisheng to go to bed early, saying that with the exams approaching, he needed to conserve his energy.
I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't. Taisheng had exhausted himself both physically and mentally that day; he really needed a good rest.
He couldn't play around before the exams, especially since Mr. He was back; it wouldn't be good if he saw him.
When I returned to my room, I thought about the scene in the study that morning, and my heart still felt restless, itchy, and strangely unsettling.
This little devil gave me the ultimate pleasure, taking me to a higher level. I thought to myself, I've only been at the He family's house for a few days, I must enjoy myself to the fullest.
I grabbed my underwear and went into the bathroom, only to find Mr. He already inside, which startled me.
Seeing my fright, he quickly embraced me, kissing and caressing me, gradually arousing my desire.
The bathroom was rather small, not enough for us to do as we pleased. So he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom, placing me on the bed, and in a few moments, we were both fully intimate.
He was still so gentle, slowly kissing my entire body from top to bottom, stirring up waves of desire within me. Finally, his nimble tongue began licking my vulva.
He buried his head between my legs, sucking incessantly with the tip of his tongue inside me, sometimes moving in and out. I couldn't help but moan, "Ah... dear brother... mmm... mmm... you... you want to eat... me... me... hmph... hmph... how could it be... so good... ah... oh... that place is so itchy... harder... deeper... harder... ah... deeper still..."
I felt so good that I hooked my arms around his neck, my legs pressing harder, desperately trying to push his lips down, wishing I could shove his whole head inside.
I raised my vulva high, swaying it left and right, twisting it in circles as his tongue went in and out, my form utterly wanton.
"Ah... Hmph... It's so itchy... It's so itchy inside... It's killing me with itchiness... Dear brother... Oh... Don't lick anymore... Just use your... thing instead... Hmph... Hmph... No..."
I really didn't know what to do at this point. His licking made me incredibly itchy, and I really hoped that he would start playing his part right away and fill my emptiness with his powerful thing. But I was also afraid that I wouldn't get to be licked, because this kind of thing was just too stimulating.
He seemed very interested in licking with his mouth, because instead of stopping, he changed his technique and gently bit my clitoris with the roots of his teeth.
I was going crazy with pleasure. I pressed his head down hard, my thighs swinging in the air, my buttocks thrusting upwards, and I groaned incoherently, "Ah...ah...oh dear...I...I'm going to...come...I'm going to cum...uh...oh my god...I can't do this...ah...ah...I'll die...ah...ah...faster...harder...ah...yes...oh dear...my mom...ah...I'm cumming..."
I used the last of my strength to swing, and suddenly my whole body trembled. A stream of vaginal fluid flowed into his mouth, which he swallowed whole. I saw that his actions were too strange and quickly said, "Ah! You can't eat it, it's too dirty!"
"Haha! How can it be dirty! This is a real tonic!"
He seemed very proud, even licking his lips with his tongue, not wasting a single drop.
I was both annoyed and amused. Exhausted, I was ready to rest for a bit.
But he was burning with lust, his hard thing throbbing, how could he stay still?
He didn't care how tired I was, and kept teasing me. His burning thing pressed against my thighs and breasts.
After a while of teasing, he buried his face in my breasts and used his mouth to suck on my nipples. I frowned slightly and said coquettishly, "Ugh! You really are something, not letting me rest for a bit."
He didn't care about that, and thrust his long spear into my hole. I spread my legs slightly, and with a "whoosh," it was all the way in.
He began to thrust in and out. To match his onslaught, I also moved my hips in rhythm with his movements.
The pleasure from his thrusting returned, my whole body tingling with an intense tingling sensation. I couldn't help but cry out again, "Ah...ah...good brother...you're so good...it feels so good...do it as much as you want...thrust harder...it feels so good...ah, ah...deeper...hum...hum...it's so good...uh...oh...you're going to kill me...good brother...dear brother..."
I was incredibly wanton, my head swaying from side to side, my hips moving wildly, my hands pressing down on his buttocks to make him thrust even deeper.
"Oh...oh...my god...I'm going to be fucked to death...hum...hum...I'm going to die...it feels so good...it's so deep...ah." My wanton movements and cries fueled his rage, and he thrust even harder, each thrust pushing against my deepest depths. I kept crying out, "It's coming... ah... faster... ah... faster... faster... harder... again... um... I... I'm going to come again..."
Hearing that I was about to climax, he suddenly thrust and pumped harder again. My god! It felt so good! My whole body trembled, and I finally came again.
Seeing my intoxicated expression, he thrust hard a few more times, and a stream of semen gushed out.
Tai-sheng finally started taking his high school entrance exams. His father wanted me to accompany him, so of course he went too. After
Tai-sheng entered the exam hall, we went to a hotel suite. After two days of exams, all three of us were exhausted, and we were all tired on the night after the exams.
Mr. He took us to a large restaurant for dinner. One of Tai-sheng's classmates, Tian-zhu, was also with us.
Tian-zhu was shorter than Tai-sheng, about my height, and dark-skinned, but his speech and mannerisms were much more mature than Tai-sheng's.
The meal lasted a full two hours. Tian-zhu told Tai-sheng that he would come to visit for a couple of days, so the four of us went home together.
The next day, Mr. He had to go to Taipei. Before leaving, he told me to wait until the results for Taisheng were released before
leaving again. "You've worked so hard these past few days. You can relax a bit and take the kids sightseeing. I'll thank you again after the results are released
," Mr. He said. "You're too kind. I should go to school to register after his results are released."
"Anyway, wait until I come back before you leave." Mr. He handed me an envelope and said, "This is 20,000 NT dollars. Please take Taisheng sightseeing."
He put the money in my hand, and I had no choice but to accept it.
After Mr. He left, I was the eldest in the family, so Taisheng, Tianzhu, and I discussed how to travel.
We planned to head south the day after tomorrow, spend two days in Chun, then one day in Zhiben, Taitung, and then return to Kaohsiung via the Southern Cross-Island Highway. With the plan set, we split up to buy some necessities.
It was already dinnertime when we got home.
The three of us ate and chatted for a full hour. I felt that the two kids were acting strangely, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what was wrong. There were only the three of us in the living room at that moment. Taisheng smiled at me, and Tianzhu was reading a novel.
"Teacher, what are you thinking about?" Taisheng asked.
"Nothing," I replied. "What is Xu Tianzhu reading?"
"A novel I can read over and over again," Taisheng said mysteriously.
I guessed to myself that it was probably some kind of weird novel, otherwise how could it be so endlessly fascinating? I wanted Taisheng to bring it to me. So I said, "Taisheng, I don't believe there are novels that you can read over and over again. Bring it to me."
"No, girls can't read this novel."
"Nonsense, how can boys read it but girls can't? Go get it now."
Taisheng turned to Tianzhu and said, "Tianzhu, let the teacher see the book."
Xu Tianzhu blushed and handed the book to me. I took it and looked at it. The title was "Wild Chicken Girl." I flipped through it and realized it was a pornographic novel, with a few erotic photos inserted in the middle. Oh dear! How am I supposed to save face? I could only force a smile and say, "You little brats, how can you read pornographic novels?"
Tai-sheng replied, "The teacher has been giving us so many tests these past few days, we need to relax a bit!" Tai-sheng answered boldly.
What could I say? Who told me I was on the same page as Tai-sheng? Seeing I didn't speak, he continued, "Actually, this book is quite well written, but the pictures aren't the best."
I flipped through it again; it was a brightly colored picture. It showed two men and a woman, the woman kneeling on the ground, her buttocks high, her head slightly raised. The two men stood facing her, one in front and one behind. She had one man's penis in her mouth and another in her private parts, looking very provocative. My face turned red.
"Go away! That's an ugly sight, no human being would do that!"
I said I was going to throw the book back to them. Taisheng said, "Teacher, this isn't something a human would do, but something a god would do."
"Yes! Teacher, only a superhuman can enjoy all the pleasures of the human world,"
Tianzhu chimed in, flipping through another picture in the book as he spoke.
Taisheng, standing in front of me, rubbed his hands together somewhat comfortably and said, "Teacher, I've told Tianzhu everything. He's my best friend, we talk about everything, and we'll absolutely keep it a secret. Teacher, shall we do some godly things too?" Good
heavens! This little devil actually told Tianzhu about me and him, how outrageous!
The two little devils stood on either side of me, and I knew what they were up to. Sure enough, Taisheng said again, "The maid is going to see a movie, and there's no one else at home, Teacher... let's do it together..."
Before I could answer, he had already grabbed me and kissed me so hard I could hardly breathe. His hands were groping my chest, both stimulating and pleasurable.
I was powerless to resist, and unexpectedly, that little devil Tianzhu also took the opportunity to squat down in front of me, his hands starting to pull off my skirt.
My legs were originally long and fair, and he excitedly wrapped his arms around my buttocks, pressing his face against my panties and kissing me.
His hot breath made my genitals itch, and I completely forgot about my teacher's dignity.
After kissing me for a while, Tianzhu finally pulled off my panties.
At that moment, Taisheng had stripped me naked, leaving me a smooth, white worm, at the mercy of the two little devils.
Taisheng kissed my nipples, and Tianzhu kissed my vulva, both pleasures rising simultaneously.
They had completely removed their clothing, making the room feel like a nudist camp. Amazingly, their penises were already erect, swaying with their movements, a truly beautiful sight.
Taisheng first bent down, pushing his penis deep into me; in fact, my vulva was already overflowing with desire. After he entered, he began thrusting up and down frantically. The waves of intense pleasure made me moan involuntarily: "Ah...ah...oh...dear brother...so good...so good...mmm...harder...thrust in...ah..." I completely forgot my dignity as a teacher: "Hmm...hmm...hmm...mmm...mmm..." At that
moment, Tianzhu's hands were on my breasts. He placed his hard, hot thing on my cleavage, mimicking the actions of making love. He rubbed my nipples from time to time. I had never felt anything like it before. How could I not moan? "Oh...oh...Tianzhu...you little devil...you're going to kill me...hum...hum..."
At this moment, Taisheng quickened his movements, thrusting in and out, my pleasure intensifying in waves, and I immediately reached orgasm. I repeatedly pressed my buttocks against his, crying out, "Oh...faster...faster...thrust harder...push harder...I'm about to...ah...come...good brother, good Taisheng...oh..."
I clung tightly to Taisheng's waist, his eyes red, as he thrust desperately several times before a powerful stream of semen shot deep into my uterus.
Taisheng thrust for a while longer before letting out a sigh of relief and withdrawing with satisfaction. Before I could even clean myself, I saw Xu Tianzhu grab his hard member and take over. Just
as I was feeling weak all over, Tianzhu powerfully mounted me, his member shoving into my hole in one go.
"Ah...you...Xu Tianzhu..." I pushed him away.
"Teacher, I want it too, teacher, I can't hold back anymore." Tianzhu looked at me with pleading eyes: "Please, teacher, I can't hold back anymore."
He finished speaking and immediately began thrusting. At this moment, my vagina and thighs were already covered in wetness. The "plop plop" sound was incessant with each thrust.
Don't let Tianzhu's small stature fool you, his thing was huge. Each thrust was heavier and deeper than the last, reaching right to my G-spot. I twisted my lower body to receive that tingling pleasure.
"Hmph... Hmph... Xu Tianzhu... Oh... You're... You're a good little brother too... Ah, ah..." I felt like I was flying, so comfortable: "Good little brother... It feels so good... Kill me... I can't take it... Ah..."
"Teacher, I'm also very happy, just bear with it a little longer, I'm almost... almost there."
Tianzhu gritted his teeth and groaned, his hard thing swelled up inside my vagina, he thrust forward hard, and finally ejaculated.
After being tormented by these two little devils, my whole body felt like it was about to fall apart.
I looked up and saw that it was already 10:30, so I had to stand up and get dressed, and said to them, "Hurry up and get ready, I'm afraid the maid will be back soon."
The two little devils got dressed and tidied up the sofa. I said again, "This is the last time, you two can't tease me anymore, and you have to study hard from now on. Just keep it as a beautiful memory in your hearts forever, but don't tell anyone else."
They both nodded with bitter smiles.
The trip to the south ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. The two kids were very well-behaved throughout the trip, and I constantly encouraged them to study hard. They never dared to cause me any more trouble.
Soon after returning home, the high school entrance exam results were released. Taisheng and Tianzhu were accepted into their first and second choice universities, respectively.
Mr. He had important business to attend to and couldn't come back immediately. He repeatedly asked me to stay a couple more days until he returned. However, because my elementary school started earlier, and I also needed to familiarize myself with the new environment and find accommodation, I had to leave early.
"Aqin, since that's the case, I won't force you, but I will come to see you," Mr. He said in a low voice on the phone. "I can't forget you, I love you..."
On the second day of school, Mr. He was already waiting for me at the school gate in his luxury car. He handed me a document with a serious expression, saying, "Aqin, I hope you accept my sincere feelings."
I opened it and saw that it was the title deed for a house. The house was in the newest and most luxurious villa complex in town, and the title deed clearly stated my name.
My heart pounded with anxiety. He had given me such a generous gift! I stammered, "I... Mr. He, how could I..."
"If you refuse, it means you look down on me." He led me to the front seat and, while driving, said, "Since meeting you, I've realized that all the women I've met before were too vulgar. I know I'm not qualified to tie you down, and you're so young with a bright future ahead of you. I just hope you won't treat me like an outsider, Ah Qin... I truly love you..."
I didn't know how to answer. By then, the car had arrived at the new house. Mr. He led me inside and asked for my opinion on the interior design. He was a wealthy man who was very particular about atmosphere and style.
"This will cost a lot of money," I said a little embarrassed.
"What's money? He gave me a light kiss; your heart is the most important thing." I smiled knowingly. That night, Mr. He and I drove to a nearby city and spent another romantic night together.
At school, several male teachers pursued me, and I deliberately wore a small diamond ring on my left ring finger to hint that I was engaged.
In fact, in the three years since I graduated and started teaching elementary school here, apart from Mr. He coming two days a week, I haven't had any contact with other women.
My son's mother unfortunately passed away the day before yesterday. Besides feeling sorry for her, I also have a vague feeling of emptiness, that my fate might change drastically in the near future.
Time flies, and human life is sometimes very short.
Those who have endured hardship and sorrow may find life itself to be incredibly long.
My school experienced the most peaceful days of my life. Young life pulsed within me, and the mission of education naturally drew me into my work.
My mother would visit me every two weeks; she had always hoped I would settle down and start a family, fulfilling her wish.
But sex is often something readily available as long as one is willing. True love, however, is often something that cannot be forced, and I always dismissed my mother's requests with a smile. During
my third winter break as a teacher, Uncle Yang passed away from lung cancer. My mother and I were grieving for a long time. Perhaps it was because he was the first man in my life? Or perhaps he was also the best husband for my mother?
My mother was now all alone, thinking that the memories of her girlhood had vanished with the passing of Yang Xingsan. Now there was nothing to worry about. So I decided to apply for a transfer to a primary school in Taipei, so I could be closer to my mother and have someone to accompany her, making it easier to take care of her.
Soon after, the school approved my transfer request.
I told Mr. He about it.
Mr. He was initially surprised, but later had no choice but to agree.
"You...you're leaving, what will I do? You know, Qin! I love you deeply." Mr. He's voice was somewhat unnatural.
"Mr. He! I don't understand how good you are to me, but I have to think about my mother. I want to go back to Taipei for a while first."
Seeing that I was determined to leave, Mr. He couldn't force me to stay, so he said to me, "Qin! Since that's the case, we won't have many opportunities to see each other in the future. I think you can stay at my house tonight, and I'll drive you to the station tomorrow morning."
"Okay! See you tonight then."
I knew his intentions, and how could I not want to?
That night, I dressed up specially, perhaps this would be the last time I would make love with Mr. He.
He poured me two glasses of brandy, which I drank in one gulp.
I felt my whole body burning, so I had to take off my coat. Seeing me undress, Mr. He simply took off my underwear as well.
Then, he also took off all his clothes.
We were both completely naked, staring at each other, then embracing and kissing.
He squeezed my full breasts with one hand, while the other reached down to my crotch and teased my clitoris.
He began to kiss my cheeks lightly, then licked my earlobe with his tongue, and suddenly my whole body felt like a thousand ants were crawling all over me; I could feel my clitoris flowing with moisture.
Soon, my genitals were wet, and he continued to tease them with his fingers.
After kissing my earlobe, he moved his lips to mine, and we passionately kissed each other.
I couldn't stand his fervent kiss, and while struggling, I grabbed his penis with my hand. I could feel that his penis was thick and hard, as if it were about to attack me at any moment.
To calm my aroused emotions, I pushed him away and then knelt down to suck his penis with my mouth. "Oh! Oh!" I felt the satisfaction of my mouth being filled with his penis. As I sucked on it, spitting out my saliva, I could more easily feel the stimulation from its wetness.
"Mmm...ah...hum...hum," I moaned as I ate, thoroughly enjoying it.
Mr. He knew I was enjoying it, and his body began to respond to my movements, pushing his penis into my mouth and pulling it out repeatedly.
It wasn't until he shouted, "I'm about to...come...almost...!" that I stopped sucking.
I lay down, gesturing for him to put his penis inside me.
Mr. He knew he was about to ejaculate, so he quickly grabbed his penis, bent down, and thrust it into my vagina.
"Ah...oh!" His penis slid in.
"Plop! Sizzle! Plop! Sizzle!" After a few thrusting sounds, his body trembled, and he ejaculated.
But I hadn't reached orgasm yet. Mr. He, understanding my predicament, couldn't resist my pleas. So he took a soft wooden stick and inserted it directly into my vagina.
"Ah...so...good...it's killing me...ah...so good...again...doing it..."
"Oh! Yes...that's it...no...no...don't stop...harder...thrust...thrust...harder...treasure...hole..."
I moaned as he thrust harder, making me feel like I was dying and coming back to life. In no time, I reached orgasm, and a lot of vaginal fluid gushed out.
That night, I spent the night at Mr. He's house.
The next morning, Mr. He took me back to my school dormitory to get my luggage, and then took me to the station.
We officially parted ways at the station.
He watched me jump onto the northbound train before reluctantly leaving. I looked at his back, and suddenly a feeling of melancholy welled up in my heart. I quickly pulled my head back into the car and drew the curtains.
When I arrived in Taipei, my mother was already waiting for me at the station.
That evening, after dinner,
my mother told me about the various things that had happened over the years with Uncle Yang.
Now, after all, Uncle Yang Xingsan had left her. I returned to Taipei and started living the life I wanted again.
I continued my teaching job.
I also told my mother about my relationship with Mr. He, but she thought it was an abnormal way of finding love and hoped I would give it up.

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